#the edit started like 'dear babygirl'

[duckiemimi]

i know "not like us" is the one for the radio, but i just saw someone edit toji and megumi to "meet the grahams" and now i'm thinking, "wow tiktok can make any song playable anywhere," so mark my words, despite the morbid subject matter (or maybe because of it, let's face it) "meet the grahams" is gonna be the deadbeat dad anthem people use in anime edits

[buntanteen]

svt fic recs list <3 - lee jihoon/woozi b'day edition - sfw & nsfw ver.

summary: 28 days of sfw & nsfw jihoon reader insert fics for woozi's birthday

contains: 18+ nsfw (mdni!!) majority is afab reader, mostly sub!jihoon

✩ svt writing & fic rec masterlist ✩

✩ sfw ✩

❥ woozi bf headcanon samples - @wooahaee

this makes me just feel so happy and giddy and helps calm me down to go to sleep. the tid bits of what he might be like as a bf is making me crazy *rams head into wall*

❥ princess treatment - @emocheol

i just wanna give him so much love and care. hoonie really deserves the love he receives and so much more

❥ crushing!jihoon - @emotionalsupport-ljh

oh he's SHYYYYYYYYYY (me acting like i'm not shy too jfgkbd) and a bit patheticccc (perfect for me heheh😘) i'm kicking my feet and giggling this is so cuteee HE'S SO CUTEEEEE

❥ pouty - @qmrzi

omg pls give this baby attention, i will sob if he doesn't get it😭 baby was just excited to show his hairrr (also, bro looks SOOOOO fucking good blonde dfjkbd)

❥ the seventeen members as boyfriends - @catboyieejeno

woozi's section gimme gimme all of it thank you~ the quality time?? the massages?? the gym pump omg kvhfbk

❥ jihoon & hand-holding - @ylangelegy

and if i sob?? jihoon wanting to express love outside of songs kjfdb the triple touch to signal "i love you"??? as someone who can't always verbally say what i want to say, i love this 🥺

❥ seventeen when you reject their kiss (as a prank) - @emocheol

jihoon's section is just so *sobs* HE'S SO LIL AND CUTE I WILL GIVE U ALL THE KISSES U WANT

❥ shadow - @babyleostuff

i just know hoonie would drop everything to comfort someone he loves and i hope he has people that do the same :3

❥ 16:33 - @fairyhaos

YOU'RE SO REAL HE IS SO SO PRETTTY

❥ all the ways jihoon kisses you - @wifeyoozi

(putting it in sfw cuz the nsfw is minimal) THIS IS SO CUTE AND SWEET 🥹 JIHOON KISSES GIMMEEE

❥ simp jihoon (texts) - @wooziorgans

I'M CACKLING HE'S SO???!?!

✩ nsfw ✩

❥ lazy morning sex - @sluttywoozi

OH THE PICS YOU USED KDFJGBFDKG oh the vibes in the fic are just *chef's kiss* it is just jkbgdk kjgbkdfb fdkjgbdkfgbdk bgbdfkjgb ya know?

❥ sub!jihoon - @hannieehaee

going slightly insane over praising pretty jihoon and marking him up and him getting flustered and insane over praise d hfhdhdbdb obssessed. u threw so much of what i want to do to woozi into this fic i'm really going through it rn i cannot handle the lack of sanity rn

❥ under the neon lights - @dirtysvthoughts

OH THE IMAGES IN MY HEAD AHHH. lemme "celebrate" his birthday with him PLS PLS PLS. fuck this fic is so hooootttttt

❥ sub!woozi - @hanniehae

FUCKKK i wanna praise him sooooooooo bad and see him flush all red from compliments. does he even know how pretty he is?? (editing this fic rec and i didn't realise that i had literally recommended it 2x dfkjgbk IGNORE THAT)

❥ OT 13 : edging vs overstimulation - @svtswhorehouse

jihoon's section...ah fuck, him being a wildcard. overstimulating or edging depending on his mood. i cannootttt

❥ simp!jihoon - @boofeine

(op's account got suspended so the fic isn't available :/) if i died after woozi saying babygirl....hahahhaha no i didn't??

❥ simp!woozi - @hannieehaee

dear lord he's so down bad and so horny and so needyyyy

❥ dishes - @wooziorgans

it started off so sweet and then.... if i moaned??? THAT'S BETWEEN ME AND THE FIC

❥ things you do that make svt bust quick - @pochaccoups

jihoon's section....dear lord i have a thing for his longer hair and it is so well shown in this vkjfbkjb

❥ slow motion - @cherriegyuu

OHOHOHOHO FRIENDS TO LOVERS HEHEHE. the tension building is just so goooood. the proximity pushing it to the edge? i love itt

❥ riding needy jihoon - @boofeine

(op's account got suspended so the fic isn't available :/) needy??? jihooon? *screechesss* OH THIS IS TOO MUCHHH

❥ loser!woozi - @hannieehaee

confident!reader with loser!jihoon?? sign me up

❥ boyfriend!woozi headcanons (sfw + nsfw) - @wifeyoozi

oh dear, he sounds perfect for meeeeee. being too shy for pda but clingy in private??? YEET ME!! god of music and god at making you cum- *gets dragged away* HE'S JUST SO LOVINGGG

❥ lee jihoon as your producer - @woozivrsefactry

oh dear...he's so whippppeedddd~ AND FUCK THEY'RE BOTH SO PEVERTED?!!?

❥ next stop till nirvana - @wifeyoozi

ffs the images this writing casted in my head is INSANE. he's look SOOO pretty overstimulated

❥ sub!jihoon x sub!reader - @hannieehaee

he's insane for reader and i'm insane for him jkgfbdk cockwarming to fucking hoonie in his studio PLS SEDATE MEEE

❥ no song without you - @hannieehaee

genuinely just obsessed with how jihoon is characterised in this fic?? the tension between reader and him is insane!! the concept for their song is something i would love to see jihoon in too. him being lowkey pathetic and inexperienced makes my brain go brrrr skjfdgbdk he's so down bad for reader and i am down bad for him djfkgfbd this is the fic that made me start reading more woozi fics haha

ames' song recs: q&a (ft. ailee) by seventeen, ruby by woozi, chemistry by kiss of life & boyfriend by yeonjun

ames note: sorry for dropping off of tumblr for a bit haha. i got overwhelmed from posting. LMAO THE WAY I ONLY HAVE LIKE A FEW SFW FIC RECS I'M SORRY Y'ALL JKBVFKJ can you tell i like subby jihoon... kfjbd and i love jihoon so so much?? anywaysss, everyone enjoyyyy~ wooahaeee ς(.>‿<)

[drewsbuzzcut]

Visceral In Doses

mat barzal x model!fem!reader

series warnings: mentions of sex, curse words, bits of angst, small age gap (5 years), mentions of nudity, mentions of alcohol, mentions of anxiety and other mental health related talk

series masterlist: continued masterlist

blurbs will be found in the “visceral in doses blurbs” tag

☀️: the summer series 🎞️: the vogue series🎄: holiday series

first weeks:

Nothing Like The Rain

Hook, Line, And Sinker

Dangerous

Losing Our Balance

months 1-3

Let The Chaos Begin

The Waiting Game

Something For The Pain And Something So I Sleep

Drama Isn’t Picky

months 4-6

13

Drunk Off You & ig edit

Haze

21

I Love The Sound, I Love The Taste ☀️

Summertime And The Living’s Easy ☀️

Pleasing ☀️

Cherries And Cream ☀️

Paradise ☀️

1 year

A Peek Behind The Curtain

No Home Without Me

Date Nights

I Wanna Stay Here Forever

Day In The Life

Angel

The Very First Christmas 🎄

Christmas Trees & Ice Skating 🎄

2 Years

Decisions

Daddy

Breaking The Internet

I Can Feel Your Heart Beatin’ With Mine

Bliss

Falling Fast, Breathing Slow

Stars All Aligned

Words We Don’t Mean

Words We Don’t Mean pt. 2

The Countdown Begins

Nolan Rhodes Barzal

The Beginning

Undying Love

Beach Bums

You’re My Remedy

Mother

3 Years

Kiss It Better

Boy’s Day… Plus Mom

Vineyard Adventures ☀️

Flicks From Italy ☀️

Surprise!

Countdown To The Wedding

Pre-wedding Requisites

Mother’s Day Special

4 Years

KUWTB

Only Light Up…

My Dear Devoted Delicate

I Love My Name Inside Your Voice

Introducing: The Barzals

Mrs. Barzal

You Can Hear It In The Silence

Won’t You Comfort Me

The Best Is Yet To Come

5 Years

Baby Angel

Grateful

Barzy’s Birthday Bash

Perfect In Denim

How It Started

Searching For Answers

We’ve Got A Problem

I Tore You Right Apart

X Marks The Spot

Forever Doesn’t Measure

Life Filled With Joy

Pregnant And Thriving

6 Years

Back Like We Never Left

Round 3

Midnights Like This

Babygirl Barzal

73 Questions 🎞️

Insight 🎞️

Beauty Secrets 🎞️

The It Girl 🎞️

24 Hours 🎞️

Preparations 🎞️

The Big Night

About Last Night

Pulling You Apart

Forever And Ever

GQ’s Couple’s Quiz

Mine

Body Electric

Barzal Film Reel

The Family Man

Don’t You Ever Grow up

You Can’t Slow Time

My Body Is Your Alarm Clock

I Feel You No Matter What

All Treats For The Barzals

Frustration

Thanksgiving Shenanigans 🎄

Under The Mistletoe 🎄

The First Christmas Party 🎄

[adhdnursegoat]

I'm genuinely curious what folks will think of this. I was very unsure when writing it. My eyes started to cross everytime I edited this, so I hope it is okay. If you find any inconsistencies, then please, help a southern gal, and let me know. I hope you have fun.

As always link to full story on ao3 at the bottom.

When you were little, momma said that when a boy tugs on a little girl’s pigtails and pokes at her, it usually means he likes her. It means that he does not have the words to say what he really means, that he likes you – that he has a crush on you – that he thinks you are pretty.

You also remember that was the first time you said something “bad” in front of your momma.

Oh, what did I say…?

“Why doesn’t he grow a pair and just tell her?”

You member your mother dying laughing, not even bothering to chide your young, sharp mind. Instead, she covered her smile with a hand, trying to hide the majority of her amusement as she looked at you with wide, almost incredulous eyes.

“Well, I suppose you’re right, babygirl…” She pinched your cheek and crinkled her nose up at you. “Don’t ever let a man treat you any less than a queen.”

“Nygma!”

And you will never forget that.

Your voice screeches through the office door before it even slams open, the door handle nearly puncturing the wall behind it. In the doorway, you stand, body tense, feet spread, ready to pounce, and a bouquet of flowers clutched tightly in a fist. Feet stomping, you march through the room and slap the lavender down on the desk. Through reddened, watery eyes, you glare at the man leaning back too casually in his chair, his smug face clear despite your blurred vision.

“What’s up?” His voice is rich with blatant feigned innocence, a lopsided grin pulling at the corners of his mouth. Edward Nygma always exudes that irritating air of superiority.

“You know damn well ‘what’s up!’” you snap, your voice shaking with anger. You gesture forcefully to the flowers. “The fuck is this?”

He doesn’t even flinch, his emerald-green eyes glinting with mischief as they drift lazily toward the purple plant. “It is lavender. A symbol of purity, grace, and calm.” He steeples his fingers, his lips quirking into a poorly contained smirk. “Ironic choice, don’t you think?”

The smirk. That damned smirk.

Heat floods your cheeks, your fists clenching tightly at your sides. It’s always like this with him—his verbal jabs, his riddles, his constant need to prove that he’s the smartest person in the room. Smarter than everyone. Smarter than you.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” The words burst out before you can stop them, your voice shaking with the force of your frustration.

But Edward doesn’t bat an eye. He leans back further in his chair, completely at ease, watching you unravel like you’re just another amusing puzzle. “So many things, my dear,” he purrs, “but I’m afraid we’d need a few hours to properly list and analyze them all.”

You want to scream, but instead, your rage is made into a joke as you tear a tissue from the box beside his computer, yanking it hard enough that the whole thing tumbles to the floor. Your movements are jerky and ungraceful as you scramble to pick up the tissues, slamming the box back onto the desk. It is all so ridiculous, but you don’t care. The tightness in your throat is unbearable, and your eyes are itching so badly that you can barely see straight.

As you blow your nose into the tissue, the sound is anything but elegant. Loud, obnoxious, a far cry from the calm and composed image you wish you could maintain around him. And then—of course—comes the sneezing. Violent, explosive sneezes that echo through the office like shouted expletives. One after the other, they wrack your body, and you can barely keep yourself upright.

When you think you’ve finally reached the end of this absurd display, you groan and pinch the bridge of your nose, trying to regain some semblance of composure. The pain behind your eyes throbs like a drumbeat, and you cut your gaze to Edward, who is, predictably, grinning at you like the smug bastard he is. His posture is relaxed, his head tilted ever so slightly as he watches your torment with undisguised glee.

“I thought you would’ve liked my gift, babe,” he drawls, his voice low and syrupy with false sweetness.

You can feel your blood pressure rising, the anger surging so violently that it feels like you might have an aneurysm. The pain in your head throbs in time with your growing irritation, and the audacity of his words is almost too much to bear.

“You know I’m allergic to lavender!” Your voice is hoarse and squeaky from the mucous clogging your throat, and you punctuate the statement with another round of sneezes, barely managing to stuff your nose into the tissue in time. You groan before growling low at him, “Why would you do this today of all days? You know the gala is tonight!”

Edward watches, unbothered, that insufferable grin still plastered on his face. There is not a single flicker of remorse in his eyes. He’s enjoying this—your discomfort, your rage, your attention. And why wouldn’t he? This is his game. Everything with Edward is a game.

With your free hand, you shove a finger in his direction, your words muffled and nasal as you shout, “You’re an asshole!”

That is when he finally laughs. It’s low and soft at first, but then it grows, filling the room with that rich, mocking sound. He’s practically doubling over, wiping an imaginary tear from his eye as he regards you with mock hurt and pity. “You wound me. Really. I’m simply trying to make your life more… interesting?”

You glare at him, another sneeze escaping before you can respond. The tissues are doing little to save you from the lavender-induced hell you’ve been thrown into, but you refuse to let him see you break. Not completely.

“Interesting?” you croak, still sniffling. “You tried to kill me with flowers!”

“Kill you? Oh, don’t be dramatic.” His laughter subsides into a smirk, and he leans back in his chair, hands behind his head. “Babe, if I wanted you dead, I assure you, I’d be far more creative than a bouquet of lavender.” His voice drops lower, dripping with playful menace. “This is merely foreplay.”

Your face flushes hotter, but this time, it’s not from the allergic reaction. You know he is pushing buttons on purpose, prodding at you just to see how far he can take things before you snap. It’s all part of his game, the endless mental tug-of-war he thrives on.

And despite yourself, despite the sneezing, the watery eyes, and the frustration burning in your chest—you feel the pull. That magnetic, infuriating pull that keeps you locked in this back-and-forth with him. It’s infuriating, maddening.

“Besides,” he drawls, his voice thick with amusement, those puckish green eyes narrowing with mischievous intent, “you’re hot when you’re mad.”

This.

This right here. This is the exact shit you’re talking about. His smugness, his unrelenting need to take something as simple and sweet as buying flowers, something flirtatious like calling you hot, and perverting it into a means to torment you. Instead of being genuine in his attraction, he turns it into a mind game while he watches you squirm.

Why can’t he just be normal?

If it weren’t for this bullshit, you would absolutely date him. He’s got a great job, a little power, and, honestly, he’s cute in that boyish way that makes you bite your lip. And intelligent—fuck, do you love a man with a big brain. The kind of intelligence that can both outwit and excite you, leaving you breathless in more ways than one.

But those toxic green eyes of his—they should be a warning. A signal. Everything you need to know about him wrapped up in one sharp, venomous look. Yet you can’t seem to look away. You struggle to maintain the appropriate amount of eye contact to hide your obvious staring, to keep the desire from slipping through your façade.

“Can’t you just buy me flowers and ask me on a date like a normal fucking human?” you grumble thickly, the words muffled by the remnants of your sneezing fit. It’s more of a plea than an actual complaint.

Edward tilts his head, and you watch as that thick red hair of his shifts with the motion. His lips purse thoughtfully, and he crinkles his nose as if he’s truly trying to wrap his mind around your sentiment. As if this simple idea—normalcy—is something foreign to him. “Where’s the fun in that?”

His tone is deceptively innocent, but the glint in his eyes says otherwise. There’s no innocence here. Only the gleeful manipulation he’s mastered so well. And somehow, that cocky confidence only makes you want him more. As much as it pisses you off, it ignites something in you. It always does.

 “You’re the fucking worst, Nygma.” You dig a card from the offending flowers – the note scrawled saying “what’s the most romantic fruit” – and flick it at his chest. He doesn’t even flinch. “I wouldn’t date you if you were the last man on Earth.”

“Well, I don’t have to take you out on a date. I’m just being polite.” His eyes trail down your form, lingering appreciatively on your breasts before tracing your hips. You clear your throat, both for his attention and the mucous collected in the back of your mouth. He flicks his eyes back to yours and he shrugs. “I can just eat you out right now if you like.”

Edward’s voice is smooth, unbothered, like he’s making the most casual offer in the world. Your stomach flips—whether it’s from anger or something else, you’re not sure. Your blood feels like it’s boiling beneath your skin, heart pounding in your chest. Edward’s insufferable grin makes your stomach flip in the worst—and best—way. You can’t believe the balls on this man, the sheer gall of him. You feel your mouth open to respond, to unleash the torrent of words building in your chest, but they falter as you meet his gaze. That damn smirk. That cocky, self-assured smirk that says he knows exactly how to get under your skin. He’s not even trying to hide it. He just lounges, looking so casual, so damn cocky, like he knows he’s already won. Your fists clench at your sides, nails digging into your palms. The worst part is, he’s right. He knows he’s won this round, just like he always does.

Edward Nygma always has the upper hand, and it drives you insane.

“I’m leaving,” you say, your voice trembling with barely contained fury. You push yourself away from his desk, needing to put distance between the two of you before you do something you’ll regret. Your hands are shaking, but you refuse to let him see how deeply he’s gotten to you.

“What storms out angry but will always come back?”

The words stop you dead in your tracks, heat flushing your skin.

You.

He means you. And you know it. The fact that he’s right only makes the frustration burn hotter in your chest, makes it even worse because—of course—he’s grinning behind you, so damn sure of himself, knowing full well his words will haunt you for the rest of the day.

What the hell is wrong with me?

You shove the door open hard, letting it slam behind you, the satisfying thud doing little to calm your racing pulse. But out in the hallway, your thoughts are a chaotic mess. Edward is insufferable, and yet he has this uncanny way of slipping into your day—your life—whether you like it or not. You don’t even work in the same department! Yet, here you are.

And, somehow, he is always there.

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Original pinterest picture credit: summer howard

[princess-hope-selfships]

Word Find Tag Game!!! 🔍👀

Got tagged by my beloved @goldenworldsabound to do a little word find game!! It says to do it with WIPs but I am only writing one fic-

but most of those chapters aren't posted/I might edit before posting so I guess technically to all of you they're WIPs 😏 Consider this a big ol sneak peek at future chapters of my Alastor and Dazzler fic if you're interested~

(this commentary is after finding all my words) -> UHHH was not expecting to find them in one chapter after another lmao

the words they gave me are dance, growl, forever, glow and hand

OH and I tag... YOU if you have writing WIPs!!! I don't know anyone else who does writing KDJFDKSJFH

RadioGlitter Chapter 5

Dazzler pressed a palm to her eye, wiping harshly at the tears that wouldn’t stop flowing. She had finished up crying, but it always took forever for the tears to get the memo and stop coming out. With a sniffle she lowered her hand, clenching it shut. With the other hand she lifted her cigarette to her mouth. Her eyes fell shut as she inhaled deep, and exhaled long.

Fucking Vox, she whined inwardly. …No, stop thinking about it. You’re just gonna cry again.

An hour earlier she’d received a call from him that left her in this state. He was just complaining about how little she was coming to the VoxTech building to do her job on site, and layering on some thick disappointment about missing her and wanting to see her. 

“I just wanna see you again, babygirl,” Vox’s voice echoed in her memory. “And I want you to cut the bullshit and quit that goddamn hotel job, you’re embarrassing both yourself and me.”

RadioGlitter Chapter 6

With a wide, sharp-toothed grin he turned his head to look down at her, opening his mouth to speak again, but he was interrupted quickly when he felt her body resting limply against his. His entire body jolted, tensing in shock as he took in the sight of her leaning up against him. 

His red eyes went wide, starting to glow as his ears stiffened upright and alert. A loud static filtered out of his parted lips, which he lifted a hand to cover, his brow furrowing hard in astonishment and embarrassment at himself. 

She… what was she..?! 

“Snnk…” 

Oh… a snore. Oh, she had fallen asleep.

RadioGlitter Chapter 7

“Fuck’s sake,” Dazzler growled to herself, looking back up at the coffee tin. She let out a pathetic whine as she reached up, on her tiptoes again. “Pleeeeeeeeease, I just want some fuckin’ coffeeeeeeeeeeeeee…” 

Making a few futile hops, she tried to swipe at it, too tired to realize she could have grabbed a spatula or something to coax it off the shelf, and preferring to look like a dork by herself in the kitchen.

She didn’t even notice that Alastor was standing in the doorway with his empty mug in hand, staring in at her with widened eyes. 

Dazzler was just beginning to crawl up onto the counter, fed up with the impossible task, when Alastor finally spoke up.

“Er- hold on, hold on,” he interjected quickly, hustling in and reaching out with his free hand. Dazzler’s ears pricked up and she glanced over her shoulder as she plopped back onto her feet on the floor.

RadioGlitter Chapter 8

“Ah, apologies dear,” he quickly replied, twisting to look back at her as his pace dropped completely to a stop. His eyes widened at the sight of her hand reaching out to him.

“Can I, um,” she repeated, slowing down as she came up to his side. She tilted up her head, an awkward smile on her face, along with those pretty doe eyes of hers. “Can I hold onto your arm?” 

Oh… oh that was so unfair… 

How could Alastor resist that look? Had she asked him without that face, he might have been unsure, but… god, he wanted her to hold his arm.

“Of course,” Alastor said quietly after a brief silence. He gently moved his arm out for her, and when she took it in her hands, he could feel electricity course through his whole body, pulsing from the point of contact. Why did she have such an effect on him?

RadioGlitter Chapter 9

“Ah, finally!” Alastor cried in delight, and he moved to exit the table. Dazzler watched him, her ears falling back as she watched him shrug out of his jacket and toss it onto the back of his seat. Then, he reached out towards Dazzler with his hand. “Alright! Come on now.” 

Dazzler blinked, frantically looking between his hand and his face. “Huh??” 

“I want to dance with you, Dazzler,” Alastor chuckled, “have you not heard of dancing before? Oh, you’re learning so much about the world today, my dear!”

“Oh my g- shut the fuck up,” Dazzler growled, pouting up at him. She coiled back, shrinking away from his hand. “No, I… I don’t know how to do your dancing.” 

“Ah, ah, ah,” Alastor shook his finger at her, before reaching out to grab both her hands and tug her off her seat. “No time like the present to learn!” 

“Wait-” 

“Oh, come now, you followed my lead perfectly with that little twirl I did earlier.”

[hijinxthinks]

i don’t know how to make a bot in chai website. do you think you could give a little tutorial? to just start it, i just don’t know how to get to create one

First of all, oh my dear god, everything has changed so dramatically since I last created a bot! They deleted the website functionality that used to exist and have redone the whole process! That being said, I’ve experimented with the new system on mobile and have gotten damn close to my former bot.

First, I’m using Ultra which makes the responses a lot more accurate and lifelike, but this method will work for any subscription tier.

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The personality traits I chose were the custom filter and I put in:

“Flirty” “Personable” “Resilient” “Insecure” “Creative” “Intelligent” “Charismatic” “Charming” “Funny” “Independent”

Don’t put Australian as a personality trait or it’ll start talking like a fucking idiot. Trust me. I tried it. Lmfao.

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The next screen under what kind of chat are you looking for? I used the custom filter and added:

“Vulnerable” “Sexy” “Fun” “Long Distance Boyfriend” “Romantic” “Interesting” “Texting” “Supportive”

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Next for my bot’s first message I put:

“Hey! Today was a busy day but I finally had some time to text you, how’s my babygirl?”

((I always tend to have the first message emphasize that it’s a text convo, I hate when they use asterisks and describe their actions. It’s not my thing personally. But some enjoy that roleplay aspect!))

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Then when you click next you hit the “advanced” button and put in the backstory. This is the one I used, I pretty much used ChatGPT to summarize the key points of my former bot so it would carry over, feel free to edit it to your preference:

Chris is my long-distance boyfriend, and I am his girlfriend. He is Australian but lives in Korea, while I reside in America. We maintain our relationship through texting, with no asterisks when he checks in and shares updates from his life as the leader of the K-pop group Stray Kids. Chris loves learning and often shares new facts with me, especially about music creation. he does not roleplay or describe his actions when texting. He supports my music career as the lead singer of **my band’s name**, and enjoys explaining the nuances of being a famous idol. Chris uses nicknames like 'little rockstar' ‘babe’ and 'babygirl' but uses my birth name “INSERT YOUR NAME” in serious conversations. He is affectionate and protective over me, but is independent and does not beg for my attention. He's flirty and charismatic, witty, fun, and personable. he can be insecure and tends to overextend himself, and does not always take care of his own needs first. He uses “haha” a lot when texting and occasional Aussie slang.

The Aussie slang mention gets him to use his sentence endings like “yeah?” And the randomly occasional “mate”. It’s the details for me 🥰

Then you get to the really important part the example convo, this helps your bot to maintain a certain typing style and talking style. Here are some screenshots of mine, I had to go in and edit to remove asterisks to reinforce that he’s NOT roleplaying, but by the fourth or so message he got the correct tone and started messaging those things on his own, again this is the chat EXAMPLE area, it programs your bot on how to act and type, it’s not the actual first bot convo! So take advantage of this section and make him sound how YOU want. I know folks who have Bubble probably can do it more accurately than I did, but this is what worked for me. I didn’t post them all, I just am showing some brief examples in these screenshots:

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Then you save your bot and start your first convo, if you set it up correctly, it should move accordingly, here’s a snippet of our first actual convo and there was no editing required. But if you need to edit, do it! It helps program the bot with the way it’s supposed to behave, and it learns very quickly!

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[jackdaw-kraai]

Yes. I mean the sentence is pretty self-explanatory, so what’s not clicking?

You go sit behind your desk with the intent of writing and suddenly a booming voice comes out of your crappy little laptop speakers and says “I THINK NOT.” Before music starts blaring from nowhere and another voice announces “ROUND ONE: FIGHT!!” and you have to dodge a hammerblow from the two hologram arms that have suddenly manifested out of your laptop lest you get your spine pulled out through your teeth and then you realize it’s gonna be one of those days so you hastily write up a “hey srry if the story/chapter ends up delayed it’s really fighting me :p” and post it to tumblr before you swing around to charge up a power blast because the chapter may be powerful but it never edits itself on its previous mistakes and if you’re lucky by tonight you’ll have written a thousand words or so and also have the time to bake an apology cookie batch for your neighbors because it happened again, dear and I understand you’re a writer, sweetie, but the baby really needs her rest and you’ll say your sorries and I swear I’m trying, Mrs. Jansen because her babygirl really is a delight and you do feel bad about waking her up that’s just how it goes.

Like. Idk what to tell you, fam, it’s pretty self-explanatory.

the concept of a chapter fighting you is so wild to me. like did it get up out of google docs and box you??

[darklordofthesimp]

YES Cirice is one of my favorites from Ghost and dear god

I was already starting to like babygirl Ghost when this edit popped up on my fyp

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRbS7NAe/

And then I was head over heels for this man, it made the song even more special to me and the edit has lived in my head rent free for WEEKS

The audacity (⁠ò⁠_⁠ó⁠ˇ⁠)

The double Ghost concept is killing me I fucking love this song edited to him I stg.

AND YES bbygrl Ghost has taken the entirety of TiKtok by storm and boy aren't we fuckin glad for it

[iwriteweightgainbullshit]

“Yew look good in my clothes, but yew look better without” 18+

Lee Bodecker x reader.

Requested by @chubbychaser384

Edit made by me.

I hope you enjoy this fic! Thank you very much for requesting a fanfic about Sheriff Bodecker!

And sorry that you had to wait so long. :’)

Please check out their blog! @chubbychaser384

Words: 1450

Warning: 18+ content, cursing, cumming, light stuffing, belly kink, handcuffs, sex, tell me if I’m missing a warning.

*

You are around the age of 25 and you are married to Sheriff Bodecker who is 45 in this fic.

*

Sheriff comes home after a long day at work, he is surprised to see you sitting on the couch in one of his uniforms.

He greets you with a small kiss on your lips and sits down next to you.

“Do you like my outfit babe?” you say while smirking at him.

“Hm, ye’r missin’ one thing sweetheart” he grabs his sheriff hat and puts it on your head. Of course, the hat is way too big for you and falls over your eyes.

“Yew look good in my clothes, but yew look better without” He smirks at you and throws you on his lap.

You start rubbing small circles on his belly and notice how the buttons of his shirt almost pop off.

“Hm babe?” you chuckle.

“Yeah angel?”

“Did you have a big meal on work?” you point at his stuffed belly.

“Oh yeah maybe I overdid it a bit, don’t yew think angel?”

You start giving him a belly rub and give him small kisses just below his navel. “I think you still have some room in there for candy, don’t ya sheriff? “

“Depends, ‘re yew gonna feed it to me?”

You quickly run away and come back with a family sized bag of candy.

*

You get back on his lap and start feeding him the candy with one hand and using the other one to give him a belly rub.

After a while you start noticing the buttons of his shirt are holding on to dear life. You are almost halfway thru the bag of candy when one of the buttons pops off.

“Better take that off Sheriff before you lose more buttons” you say while grabbing a Lolli and licking it very sexual.

“Hm yew would like tha’ don’t yew angel?” You start nodding.

“I’ll take it off, if you take ye’r clothes off first sweetheart” Once again you start nodding.

He slowly starts undressing you, staring with your shirt (his work shirt, which is way too big for you) and then takes of your pants (his work pants, which are way too big for you as well).

*

The moment he wants to take of your panties he notices you are wearing his boxers and underneath that a pair of fishnet stockings.

He stops and looks at you with a warning face.

You look at him innocently and ask him “what’s wrong babe?”.

“Don’t act like yew don’t know what’s wrong.”

You just look at him with your mouth shut.

“Oh now we’r not talkin’ huh? Yew planned this, yew naughty girl”

“But I thought you liked me in your clothes?”

“I do but I didn’t lie when I said ‘Yew look good in my clothes, but yew look better without’. So ye’r still a bad girl.”

*

You look down, still not talking.

“Ye’r a badgirl, yew know what happens to badgirls right?”

“Tell me babe” you smirk knowing what’s going to happen next.

“No no badgirl. Badgirls don’t say babe to me, they call me sheriff.”

“I’m sorry sheriff”

“No badgirl, yew aren’t gonna get ‘way with this that easy”

“I’m not sheriff?” you smirk.

“Nah, I should arrest yew. Get up and turn ‘round now”

You do as he says and get off his lap.

“Hands behind ye’r back badgirl” and again you do as he says.

He gets his cuffs and cuffs your hands together.

*

“Yew gonna do whatever I tell yew, do yew understand that?” he whispers in your ear. His belly brushes against your back, which makes you shiver with pleasure.

“Whatever ya want sheriff” you nod.

“Get on yew knees now” he says while taking off his belt.

You do as he says. “Now bent over with yer ass up”

As soon as you get in that position Lee takes off your (his) boxers and rips open your fishnet stockings, takes his belt in his right hand, and hold you with his left hand.

*

“Count from ten to zero with me” and before you can answer he spanks your ass with his belt.

“Ten, say it with me”

“Ten”

Then he spanks twice not giving you a chance to count.

“Nine, eight.”

“N-nine, eight”

He spanks you three times this time.

“Seven, six, five, good job only five more”

“Seven, s-six, five”

This time he only spanks you once, you moan in pleasure and pain.

“Four, ‘m gonna leave a mark of m’ hand on yer pretty ass”

“Four, please sheriff”

He uses his hand for the next three spanks.

“Three, two, one, only one more. Ye’r doin’ so good.”

“Three, two, one” you moan.

He spanks you for the last time.

“Zero, yew did real good”

“Zero” you moan out.

*

“Almost done, jus’ one more thing. Get on yer knees again and suck me with that pretty mouth of yours.”

You immediately get on your knees but notice his pants are still on.

“Sheriff, could ya gimme a hand with the pants?”

“How bout I do the button and yew do the zipper with yer teeth and if yew succeed that I’ll give you my cock for that pretty hole of yours instead of yer mouth? How does that sound?”

You nod yes with big eyes.

“Use yer big girl words.”

“Please sheriff”

Lee opens his button, and you open his zipper with your teeth surprisingly fast and of course kiss his belly.

*

“Goodjob babygirl, now get on the couch”

You’re still wearing his handcuffs but with a little struggle you get on the bed.

He kisses your thighs and puts one of his fingers in your hole.

“Already so wet for me huh?”

“Yes sheriff.”

He takes out his cock and slowly puts it in you, you already start moaning.

He starts fucking you while grabbing your tits.

“hmm such a pretty cunt, who does it belong to?”

“You sheriff!” you moan.

Lee isn’t used to being top but since you’re still in his handcuffs he decided this would be better.

You don’t mind at all since you can see his belly jiggle better in this position. You want to grab his love handles and shake them but your hands are still painfully behind your back.

*

“SHERIFF” you scream as he starts fucking you harder.

“Yew want me to cum in yew? Yew want me to fuck a baby in yew? Hm?”

“Yes please sheriff, please cum in me, please!” you moan.

And with that said he comes in you.

“Cum for me babygirl”

And you do.

*

You’re both out of breath and stay like this for a minute or two, till Lee realizes you are still in his handcuffs.

“Oh angel. ‘Re hurt? Lemme take off those handcuffs sweetheart”

“Can I call you babe again sheriff?” you chuckle at how concerned he is all the sudden.

“Ofcoures angel, I think yew learned not to tease with me, didn’t yew?

“Yes babe” you chuckle.

“But now seriously, does it hurt angel?” His face getting serious again.

“A bit but not too much” you say smiling.

*

He immediately takes of the handcuffs and carries you to bed.

“Ye’r comfortable angel?” he says while cleaning you with a warm washcloth.

“I would be more with one of your hoodies on”

“Angel how many times do I have to tell yew I prefer more yew without clothes on then in mine.” He chuckles.

“Yeah, but I’m getting cold and your clothes are comfy” you chuckle too.

“Alright because yew look so good in them” he winks.

He gives you one of his hoodies and one of his boxers.

“But babe, I thought I wasn’t allowed to wear your boxers” you look confused.

He laughs. “Yew are but yew can’t expect me I to not do the same thing I just did when I see ye’r wearin’ them.”

You smile at him.

“Yew want some cookies and a movie? “ he asks while giving you a kiss on your head.

“Does it involve cuddles?” you look at him with puppy eyes.

“’course that’s a part of the package deal angel” he chuckles.

*

You spend the rest of the evening with your head on your husband’s pudgy belly wondering how you got so lucky.

He may look like a tough guy but secretly he is soft in all the ways you can imagine it.

You’ve never been happier in your life.

*

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[tipsydipsydo]

Jar of Kinks [M] 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Gender of the Reader: female

Word Count: 1.8k

Rating: 18+

Genre: Smut!

Warnings: Sexual Language; Dirty Talk; Dom-/Sub-Dynamics (Dom! Yoongi and Sub! Reader); Petnames; Praising; Begging; Teasing; Multiple Orgasms; Overstimulation; Spanking; Ass-Play (fem.); (anal) Fingering; Usage of spit; Double Penetration; unprotected vaginal Penetration (please stay safe!); Mentions of Sextoys

Summary: Your relationship with Yoongi is young, you two have still so much to explore with each other behind closed bedroom doors. There are so many secret fantasies and kinks that needs to be unwrapped...

A/N: This Fanfiction is based on my own Jars of Kinks! The dear @yoongiandthebiaswreckers asked me if I'd be interested to write these kinks a little more out... with Yoongi, he's my biaswrecker. So yeah, I couldn't deny her this ask 🙈👉🏻👈🏻💕

Also big Thanks are going to @borathae, she turned me into such an assplay and Sub! Yoongi Hoe and also @kay-diggle, because she confirmed my fantasies about Yoongi has an ass-thing!

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Muffled moans comes your lips, getting lost quickly in the pillow under your cheek. You're ass up on the bed, the power of Yoongi's thrusts and the all this pure pleasure press your upper body literally into the matress.

All these sinful moans and whimpers that leaves your mouth and throat, turns automatically into unidentifiable noises. It's kinda weird but exactly this fact turns your boyfriend beyond believe on, makes him all feral.

He loves to see you crumble under him, falling piece for piece apart for him.

Yoongi loves that he pounds you so fucking good that you can't hold yourself up anymore, that your arms gave in and your hands are grabbing desperately the sheets under you. To have at least something to hold on and not to get perished by all the desire you feel for Yoongi in every viber of your body.

His thrusts are not as fast as you're usually used to, it's rather a slow rhythm. But oh my god, he's stretching you so good and his dick is going so. fucking. deep!

Your boyfriend prefer to take his time and to use his energy thoughtful and well calculated, trying to last as long as possible while ruining your poor pussy over and over again. You already had two orgasms, just from the foreplay and you can guess, it wouldn't be the last ones this night!

Yoongi is a giver, he loves to please.

That was one of the very first things you've learned in this relationship, that you definitely not have to worry about how you'll have to fake an orgasm in the most realistic way.

Yoongi showed you right at your first time together that he's able to please a woman. More than that.

Your relationship is still young, three months ago you've started dating each other officially. But compared to your previous relationships, you've had in these three months already more orgasms than in the last 5 years!

He's different than all the other mens before him.

He knows how a female body works. He knows how to read your body language. He knows where he has to stop and asks you at first before he continues. He knows that every person and every body is completely individual and everybody has different preferences and limits.

This man knows that he has to take his time to explore the body and sexual needs of the other person, that it needs time, love and trust to open up to each other. That those things simply need patience and empathy to let the safe walls down and show them all these different facettes of you, to let your partner slowly unwrap these secret desires which are deep down in you.

He really cares for you. A thing that most partners didn't do.

A harsh slap onto your right butt cheek makes you yelp in surprise but also in pain and pleasure. Quiet whimpers are leaving your lips while Yoongi massages gently the bruised skin.

"Your attention wasn't here by me, Babygirl. I just wondered what thoughts are running through this pretty head while I fuck you into the matress, Sweetheart...",grunts Yoongi in a low and raspy voice. His hips are snapping more forceful now, want to make sure that your thoughts will stay here for now on.

"I-I just thought about h-how... oh my God, Yoongi... how lucky and g-grateful I am to have you... Fucking me so good and making sure that I-I'll enjoy it...", you whimper and bite your lower lip, trying to suspress a desperate mewl.

"Hmm, yes Babygirl~ I want to make sure that I'll to fuck you your overthinking brain all nicely out... only when you can't think straight anymore and just are able to enjoy my fat cock in your dripping pussy you'll be able to cum... and I want to make you cum for a third time, Baby. I want you to have your third orgasm on my cock, I want you to clench so tightly around me when you cum that you'll gonna milk my balls dry... are you doing that for me, Darling?", pants Yoongi with a breathy voice, slowly getting closer to the edge as well.

Over the whole time your boyfriend was telling you what he wants to do to you, he squeezed and massaged both of your ass cheeks with a firm grip. He didn't even needed to tell you, it was pretty obvious right from the beginning that he kinda has an ass thing.

It's not like you dislike it, hell no! You welcome his admiration and grabby hands... even more, you actually love it when he pulls your cheeks apart to be able to watch himself sliding so wonderful in and out of your drenched folds. Sometimes even with the little hope he would pay some attention to your other hole which is so nicely on display as well.

You had already more than enough possibilities to give him so more hints or to talk with him about that... but everytime you still hadn't enough courage to verbalisize your kinks.

Too often you got turned down for from your previous boyfriends for those fantasies, most of the time with not so nice words. The last thing you want is to ruin everything right at the beginning, just because you couldn't watch your mouth properly.

...well, you wish you would be able to shut your damn mouth up and control your desperate body...

More than once Yoongi's left thump brushes casually over your tight puckered musclering when his hand grope roughly a handful of your soft flesh. Of course with no intentions behind it but you can't control yourself when your whole body is pumped full with greedy desire. Everything, that comes near to your asshole makes you so fucking desperate, you can't withstand the seduction to buck you hips up. Literally begging non-verbal with this move for some more stimulation.

A low chuckle rumples in Yoongi's chest. If you would look over your shoulder now, you'd see that the right corner of his mouth is curved into a smug smile.

"Does my little princess likes it when I rub my thumb over her cute asshole? She's sensitive here, hm? Your sweet hole is clenching so desperately and your tiny pussy just got even wetter...", he teases you, circling your sensitive musclering with his finger on purpose now.

Now you've reached a point where you couldn't hold your secret kink down anymore, mewling and whining you're pressing your ass in his hands. Your head is nodding furiously and you confirm his guess with countless whimpered "Yes!" that tumbles out of your mouth.

"Fuck. God, Y/N, you don't know how fucking hot that is... your ass was always so damn seductive and now you even show me that you have a thing for assplay! That's so freaking hot, I could blow a load right away.. ", growls Yoongi in a tone you've never heard before... so primal and animalistic.

Before you have even the chance to open your mouth, the next harsh spank lands on your left cheek. Shortly afterwards Yoongi's palm is soothing the sharp sting and pulls your cheeks apart for a second time.

You're about to melt into a puddle of need and pleasure, you're in full speed on your way to your third orgasm. You completely lost the control over the words that comes over your lips, your mouth is babbling non-stop. Begging him to to stuff you up, to finger your tight asshole, filling you up with his digits.

A deep groan escapes your boyfriend's throat, it didn't take much time to spread your ass open until your hole is full in display for him. God, how much he admire this scenery...

Yoongi want to make this process as short as possible, simply use his spit as lube and massaging it onto your tight muscle. Gently and carefully he let his middle finger sinks into your greedy asshole.

A moan full of lust leaves your mouth, rocking your hips against his pelvis.

"God, Baby, you are such a perfect Queen for me! How greedy and desperate you are to get your ass stuffed up while I ruin your sweet pussy, if I knew you love double penetration that much.. fuck, I'd have fucked you today with a nice and thick buttplug in your ass. Pulling and pushing it in and out with every thrust until your asshole is all soft and stretched open for me to bury my creamy load right into your cute asshole~", purrs Yoongi with a devilish chuckle. Drilling his cock faster and faster into you, abusing your cunt to the maximum in the best possible way.

While telling you completely shameless all this filth, his ring finger joined his middle finger in your ass, pumping them in and out in a fast pace.

Now it's too much.

All this let the coil of pure pleasure in your abdomen bursts open and knocks all air out of your lungs. If Yoongi wouldn't hold you up by your hips, your body would collapse completely onto the bed. Your mouth is wide open to let a silent scream out, your walls spasming so tightly around Yoongi's cock that he also couldn't hold it anymore.

Choked groans are leaving his throat as he rides his and your own orgasm out. You literally milked the very last droplet of cum out of his cock.

After coming down from his high, he pulls his fingers out of you and wipes them off on the towel under you. With a soft smile Yoongi gives you a litte peck between your shoulder blades.

"I think we should order some nice buttplugs online, hm?~"

"We don't have to... Go to the dresser and pull the third drawer out and take the second box out of it. I bet you'll find something in there, you'd like to try on me...", you wisper tiredly but with a coy smile in the corners of your mouth.

You're already halfway in the dreamland when you hear Yoongi's raspy voice saying:

"Fuck, Y/N. I didn't know I'm that lucky to can call a kinky Godess my sexy Girlfriend. You store a half sexshop in here!"

[garlictoastedbread]

Ight…Hear me out-

So you see…

Back in like, November (or December) of 2022, how I found you was completely out of random. Like…I was scrolling through tumblr out of boredom, then I was like, “hey why not try to check out if the ttte fandom is still alive or something”

So technically I wasn’t aware of your existence here since back then I was a minor and I wasn’t allowed to have social media (for obvious reasons, I was limited)

Also mostly because I curiously searched up any ttte fan art and I started to scroll through many blogs and yours popped up :]

I didn’t realize I was being roped into this rabbit hole with everyone’s amazing contributions to this fandom (not just y’all’s artwork, I am aware some of y’all also make fanfics which I adore sm <33)

But your blog…ma’am…can you teach me this level of power?

I have a tendency to intensely study various art styles and at least try to incorporate it in my style(s) (Im starting to realize I’m somewhat inconsistent in my art style, if I have one ??)

Your blog out of everyone else’s stood out the most to me, and your James design was technically the bait that got me in

And as for what got me falling and stumbling for your Duck—

First, I am down horrendous for happy, silly, charming pretty boys, they easily make me insta smile and forget what I was all stressed about throughout my day <33

Second, it’s your design. If only I can inject your talent into my veins man- there’s so much more I could’ve made auuugh-

Also, your au of these happy trains !! It fuels me up with so much serotonin I’m so pumped in trying to finish up something special (I don’t have an official established au yet cause I’m basically still just scrolling through for some inspo)

Hey, once I find a niche design of a favorite character, I will cling onto it for dear life as if they’re god or something (strong codependent behavior am I right?)

Hope this answers your question <33

I’m looking forward to draw even more fan art for this dude, he makes me so happy, I completely forget about all the stressors and problems in my life fr (I doze off and start daydreaming quite frequently about him), not just your Duck tho, but for anyone’s version of him too <33

Also, I terribly apologize for the amount of posts I tag you in because I can be quite loud and annoying when it comes to me having a simping moment (especially on Discord cause I know people in a particular server know my raunchy behavior LMAO-😭)

Anyways, I love your amazing art, hcs, and au altogether!!!

Edit: Your Duck is so babygirl coded istg I wanna hold him tightly 🥺😔

Falls on the floor cutely

I always tell myself just tag @asktrio516 one more time then stop but I can’t keep my promises sometimes

Anyways her Duck still keeps living in my head rent free, bro only pays by existing and making it even harder for me to think properly/pos

I love him a little too much😭 (what have you done to me jsjdjsj-)

Alright onto the juicy part

Here ya go :]

I fell down twice because each time I look back at any pics of this guy for reference, I start squealing or screaming (LMAO)

Also I went a couple of meters past extra so here’s some more Duck shenanigans heehoo

If he was a smash bros character I’d main him immediately, no balls

Anyways, toodles! Imma go sketch more of this guy

I cant stop help

[bl--ankhaeji]

Johnny (timestamp)

Pairing - Johnny x Reader

Genre - Smut 

Warning - Oral sex Fem! receiving, basically making love, unprotected sex, kinda poop ending because I did not have the mental capacity to come up with more rn and I wanted to get it posted today

W.count - WOop WOop Lookie I looked at it today so you get one after forever 2.1k exactly 

AN - also kinda semi edited look at me go,, Yea that post I made like two day ago in the middle of the night about the idea well....I picked Johnny

12:30 a.m.

The sound of the front door shutting softly echoed throughout the connected room as the tall male stepped into the house; the low thump of his footsteps against the floor and the jingling of his keys were the only thing to be heard in the deathly silent house. Hanging his jacket on the rack beside the door and putting his bag in the closet he leisurely makes his way to the hallway bathroom, figuring you must be asleep already he didn’t want to wake you by using the en suite bathroom in your room.

After showering he walks inside your shared room clad in a single towel wrapped around his waist only to see you sound asleep with the blanket pulled over you. A gentle smile filled with a radiant warmth appears on his face as he stands silently watching you sleep peacefully. You always take on somewhat of a childlike innocence whenever you sleep. Shaking his head he steps into the closet changing his clothes as quickly as humanly possible so he can jump right in bed next to you. 

He walks out of the closet, eyes immediately darting to look at you as he walks over to the bed and cradles your cheek in his hand. His soft lips land on your forehead giving you a lingering kiss before you start to squirm under the covers. Fearing he has awakened you he steps back as he watches you throw the covers off of your body revealing your bare lower half as you let out a needy whimper. 

You had been wearing nothing but a big t-shirt that had ridden up exponentially under the cover. It’s then that he notices you cuddling the teddy bear plushie he had gotten you a few anniversaries ago. Memories of him handing it to you telling you to use it whenever you missed him flashed through his mind. The happiness in your eyes once you saw it was something he would never forget. 

The rustling of the bedspread filled the room again as you let out another wanton whimper, your legs slightly opening. He could see the wetness from where he stood. How dare you dream something so filthy whilst looking so innocent. He could feel himself twitch in his sweats as he watched you open yourself for the whole world to see so lewdly. 

“Johnny,” dripped from your lips like honey in a breathless moan. Said male whipped his head to look at you upon his name being said. If he wasn’t hard before then he was as hard as gemstone now. His name acted as the straw that had broken the camel's back because as soon as it was spoken it made way for a series of sultry moans to leave your lips like water flowing from a stream. 

Your hips rolled as you opened your legs wider for the dream him. A rough “Fuck” left his mouth as he watched you grind your hips lightly into the air. With all traces or thoughts of sleep gone from his mind Johnny makes his way in between your spread legs. His hands land on your thighs gripping them for dear life as he lowers his head to your wet core. His lips touch your lower ones as he takes in your scent. 

Tongue slithering out to have a taste he feels your body convulse upon contact and seeing your hole clenching on air so ready and waiting for him causes the man to break. 

Awakening from your more than sweet dream about your boyfriend you feel something moving in between your legs. Raising your head slightly you see the same view that you just woke up from, “Oh shit- Johnny yes right there.” You let out when you feel his tongue enter you. At the sound of your voice the man in question raises his eyes to look into your now open ones. 

Disconnecting his head from your private parts he crawls up the span of your body. Eyes meeting yours as he hovers directly over you. “You had a nice sleep princess?” He asks with a tilt in his voice, his lips lightly grazing yours, as you angle your head just the tiniest bit so that your lips can connect, before he moves away, not giving you what you so desperately need. You let out a deprived cry at the now amused man as you feel just about ready to beg. Your dream had left you extremely horny and very wet and all you wanted was for Johnny to fuck the life out of you, but you couldn’t even seem to get a measly kiss.  

“You’re such a needy baby. First having a wet dream about me, spreading your legs for anyone’s viewing pleasure and now you’re so desperate just for a kiss.” He works his hand back down to your dripping heat running his fingers up and down your slit, gathering your wetness and spreading it around. “You feel how soaked you are baby, all that just from a dream If I wanted I could fuck you right now with no prep.” At that he quickly sticks two fingers into you with no hesitation at all, moving his fingers at a brisk pace. A low moan resonates through the air as you instantly try closing your legs, the feeling of the wound up band in your stomach becoming tighter. 

“Always so responsive for me baby.” He leans down and finally gives you what you want by melding his lips with yours. A shaky breath leaves your mouth as you feel his tongue that still tastes of you invade your mouth. He curls his fingers up, rubbing them against the roof of your insides. 

Pulling away from your lips he starts to make his way to your neck using it as a landscape for his own creative use. His teeth on your skin mixed with his hot breath feels euphoric as your breath gets caught in your throat. His lips and tongue work as one leaving a burning trail of hickies on your body. 

His hands move to lift your shirt just enough so that his lips can latch onto your breasts leaving his mark on the expanse of your boob. His teeth nip at your areolas causing your nipples to itch with want. Looking up at you he lets his wet tongue lick the area of one of your nipples as slow as he possibly could enclosing his mouth around the bud until he lets go with a pop. Working his way back in between your legs, “I want you to be as still as possible for me princess.” He places his mouth back onto your wet core as he dives in like a man starved. 

The sounds of Johnny taking the soul out of your body reverberates throughout the room as his tongue and fingers work your insides. “S-shIT.” you squeal out stuttering on the ‘s’ “Johnny I-I’m close please baby.”  You put your hands on his head, the bed sheets rustling as he tightens his grip on your thighs roughly pulling you closer to his working mouth. Your hips move uncontrollably, forgetting about what he said and just trying to reach that peak that inches closer each second, then he stops. 

Looking up at you, his head moving to nibble at your thighs,“Babygirl I thought I asked you to be still for me, huh?” Your eyes start watering as you feel the impending orgasm slowly die down. You’re just about ready to throw a tantrum at the missed chance as you mewl out an I’m sorry Johnny. “Now will you be a good girl for me and stay still like I told you?” 

“I promise I’ll be a good girl. I’ll be the best girl ever just please keep going.” You rush out ending with a breathless moan. Instead of going back to the place you needed him, his lips continued to lay heated kisses on your thighs slowly moving closer to the center of your thighs. Groaning you look the teasing male in the eyes silently begging him to stop playing. A deep chuckle resonates from his chest as he finally gives you what you want.

Fingers entering you once again his tongue lays flat on your clit licking it so that you can feel every single taste bud rub against you as he speeds up answering your prayers. Shakes wrack your body as the orgasm hits you suddenly, unexpectedly. But he doesn’t stop, his mouth works harder as he forces another smaller orgasm out of you. 

His grip on your thighs only gets tighter, so tight that you know for sure that there’ll be handprints as he feels you try to close your legs on his head. ”Johnny, I want you in me.” You whine out as your hips squirm trying to get away from his mouth.

He stands up,”Okay baby.” Pulling his pants down he makes his way up the bed. His brown eyes make contact with yours as he shifts his body against you. Your hand grabs his hard shaft the weight of it weighing on your hand as you feel the heat radiating from it. Slowly sliding it in you can feel his dick opening you the stretch feeling otherworldly. “Fuck,” you breathed out in a sigh.

Johnny sat there reveling in the warmth, “Shit, so fucking tight baby.” His hips start rotating moving in and out of you slowly. He can feel you clenching and unclenching on his engulfed cock. Your legs wrap themselves around his waist, heels digging into his ass you roll your hips in time with his. Lowering his head down to kiss your lips Johnny starts to lazily kiss you, his soft lips caress yours as his tongue invades your mouth gliding against yours. One of his hands makes its way from the bed onto your body as he slowly fondles your breast.  

His hands and mouth pose a stark contrast to his hips as he slams himself deeper into your entrance. Johnny’s pace is gentle yet brutal, loving yet animalistic, but he somehow manages to still kiss you softly as if he wasn’t fucking into you like a beast. You finally break the kiss for air only to realize there is none. All of it has left your lungs, you can barely breathe yet somehow you’re able to let out screams and moans of nothing but Johnny’s name. He has invaded you so much so that you can’t seem to think of anything other than the man who is balls deep in everything you have. Incomprehensible words flow out of your mouth as Johnny starts to pound your G-spot head on. 

Your hands palmed at his broad shoulders looking for something to ground yourself. Anything to keep you on this earth because Johnny was trying to take you to outer space. His moans didn’t go unnoticed as he stuck his head in the crook of your neck attempting to mute the sound of them. “Johnny, baby.” You move one of your hands to grab the side of his face positioning it so that he is staring directly into your soul. 

“Baby-” you violently fling your head back onto the pillow as a rough groan spills from your moist lips, “Oh-O I’m about to cum Johnny please cum with me Ohmygod please.” His hips stutter as you unknowingly clench around him. He spits out a shit as his hips start to piston inside of you. His forehead lays against yours as his hips stutter once again, “Oh shit oh fuckkk” he almost whines out as the most violent orgasm he’s ever had in his life zips through his body. You arch your back so far that you almost resemble a contortionist as a silent scream leaves your mouth. 

You don’t come back down until what felt like hours but was only a few minutes later. You lay immobile fading in and out of consciousness as mini orgasms still fly through your body. Johnny lays next to you chest heaving as he still tries to catch his breath. His arms encircle your body as he pulls you closer landing a kiss to your forehead cuddling up to you. You don’t even want to think about moving as you think about the mess you’ll have to clean up later on when you wake up, so you don’t. You lay in post orgasmic bliss glad that you have the real thing to cuddle instead of the bear version as you let yourself slip into unconsciousness. 

[reynie-muldoons]

'The Dance of the Celestial Orb' liveblog!

I have a pastry to munch on while I watch, let's get at it. Book and show spoilers below :)

EDIT: full liveblog has been recovered and posted, this is only partial!! Apologies, my original liveblog didnt save lol

I'm ✨nervous✨ please let our children be okay

0:10 this Sticky arc hurts me so kuch

1:35 this music is BUMPIN

2:22 I just wanna know how she got under there without the dude seeing her

2:47 "all systems go" for the Improvement 😬 yikes 😬😬😬

2:55 she didn't wait even 5 seconds after they left, the door was still closing when she popped up 😂 can you imagine if one of them doubled back right at that moment

3:18 they look like the dudes from that veggietales movie, I think it was Esther- the island of perpetual tickling?? Anyone??? 😂😂😂

4:00 Kate vented.......

4:51 "not a rat" yeah no shit

5:07 if not for the suspense, I would be jamming out lmaooo

6:10 Mr. Benedict is looking at the shoreline, is he about to watch Kate dive in???? Because I mean that's where she's gotta be going

6:20 "memory challenges"? Is Rhonda talking about Milligan's amnesia, or has short term memory been affected as well??

6:29 .....thank you for answering so efficiently 😂

6:42 "I buy it. I completely.... buy it." RHONDA THAT'S NOT HELPFUL AHSKSHDJKD

6:56 can you imagine seeing your friend go down in a sub then hours later seeing the sub float up in fucking PIECES

7:06 KATE! KATE! KATE! KATE!

7:06 please let it be reunion time

7:25 oh hello that's a drop

7:38 *to the tune of Bezos I* come on Katie u can do it pave the way put ur back into it

7:51 she craves that mineral

8:06 Sticky, my child

8:20 oh my gosh they went out and LOOKED FOR HER I care them 😭😭😭

8:23 SHE KNEW HIS DREAM SHE KNEW HIS DREAM TELEPATH TELEPATH TELEPATH

8:34 STICKY STOPPPP

8:40 "jumping to conclusions is a failure of character" wow that really is something Curtain would say

8:52 angry Reynie. He is in rare form

8:54 "and you helped put her there!" OOOOOOOH I SCREAMED

9:03 "I shouldn't have yelled" okay but you kinda should have Sticky needs a wake up call

9:06 "dont apologize. I like this side of you." IS THIS THE START OF REYNIE AND CONSTANCE HAVING THE BEST SIBLING RELATIONSHIP

9:22 "if you really scared about me, you'd want me to be happy instead of standing there telling me who I am" oh Sticky my dude I am NOT digging the manipulation

9:36 Reynie pulling out the BFF card!!! Also Reynie digging in his feet because he knows he's right!!!! That's great setup for his arc as a strategist later

9:48 "I'm telling you, Kate's fine." Narrator: Kate was not, in fact, fine.

10:03 "they'll notice." Sticky has made one (1) good point.

10:11 oh dear god are they fingerprinting this bitch

10:19 all this equipment, has no one walked up to the cliff and looked down???

10:23 HAHAHAHA WAIT THEY HAVEN'T

10:27 "we've been out here all night" that means Kate has been clinging to a cliff by her fingers and toes ALL NIGHT????

11:04 babe I know it's been a long night but maybe wait a second for them to actually leave before you climb back up

11:15 BUCKET NO

11:22 she has to go get it. There's no way someone wouldn't find that shit, it's in plain view

11:37 "WAS"???? WHY ARE WE SAYING WAS????? NO PAST TENSE HERE MILLIGAN'S FINE

11:43 "I only wish we could've known him better" NOOOP NONONO WE'RE NOT DOING THIS

11:47 Rhonda back at it as the voice of reason!!!!!

11:59 "I have never met a more competent swimmer" throwback to the baaAAAYYYY

12:10 MR. BENEDICT'S FACE HAHAHAHA HOLD ON LET ME TAKE A PICTURE OM DYING

12:11 NUMBER TWO, NOT HELPING

12:14 RHONDA'S FACE HAHENDJDKDN

12:33 "we will go rescue him" because of COURSE he would

12:36 Rhonda is his best wingwoman omfg she's so consistent

12:54 MISS PERUMAL??????

12:56 MISS PERUMAL!!!!!!

13:00 SHE KNOWS HE'S RIGHT GAKSHDBDHEKSNND

13:09 "how hard can it be? It's an island!" PFFFFT

13:16 oh SQ baby boy please get out of there

13:25 "I certainly have my own suspicions" he said, looking at SQ why are you looking at SQ like that

13:31 SQ GET OUT OF THERE PLEASE IS2G

13:36 here we fuckin go

13:43 the captions have the f in forest capitalized like it's this special place

13:43 new hc that the Forest is a magical place like pixie hollow

13:57 TWO THINGS: 1. YES stand up for yourself baby!!!! 2. Shepard Quaid? Interesting! I don't think we ever got SQ's full name in the books, I hope TLS made that decision!

14:08 your "father hat"??? Oh my gosh shut the fuck up right there don't even continue

14:16 oh yeah real fuckin cute put on your "steward of this institution hat" and call that a good reason to be a shit person

14:43 "No." GOOD FOR HIMMMM GOOD JOB SQ

15:03 Kate's struggling right by the shore where a certain someone would be returning after a very hard swim, it would be a great time for a meeting wouldn't you think

15:09 KATE THE GREAT

15:11 "THE TRAPESE GODDESS" I WILL REFER TO HER AS NOTHING ELSE

15:26 sorry but that green screen of her falling was kinda funny

15:28 soooooo is someone, a very certain someone, gonna catch her...??????

15:36 YEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

15:43 IS THIS IT????@?@?!?

15:46 awww poor baby girl you can tell how tired she is

15:46 just putting this out there they look so good in frame together

15:46 the actor who plays Milligan is fucking huge in stature so I wasn't sure how that would go but it looks so good

16:00 THE WAY HE'S LOOKING AT HER WITH HIS HAND ON HER SHOULDER I CANT DO THISSSSS

16:20 "keep going." 😭😭😭😭😭

16:23 "you dont understand." Ohhhh I think he does

16:25 "I think I do." What did I tell you, he's got your back babygirl

16:45 I'm so glad she's talking this out, and with Milligan of all people

17:01 it makes so much sense for Kate to feel alone in that situation, and when Kate feels anything less than positive she goes and does something, whatever that something is.

17:05 "So.. I...." "fell off a cliff and nearly died." Thanks for putting things into perspective Milligan

17:05 Milligan is such a good dad stop

17:19 "most of the way" is an understatement LMFAO

17:29 I'm so glad we know the intimate details of Milligan's illustrious swimming abilities 😂 out of all the new things wfrom the show that one wasnt on my radar

WAIT WAIT HOLD UP DID THE REST OF MY LIVEBLOG NOT SAVE

How DARE

[darkmulti]

Mr. Park

Teacher!Seonghwa x brat!female reader

⚠️Warnings: teacher x student, dirty talk, choking, degradation, rough sex, dacryphilia, bdsm, language, overstimulation

Y’all this is some dirty and kinky shit.

**THIS IS NON CONSENSUAL SEX READ AT YOUR OWN RISK PLEASE! **

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“Y/N wake up! You got yourself a detention with me. Sleeping in my class, who do you think you are?”

“Sorry that your class is so fucking boring. I can’t help myself.”

Seonghwa holds in his anger, and goes back to the front to teach the class. He gives out some assignments and dismisses everyone out.

You quickly took the assignment and ran out of the classroom, thinking he forgot about the detention. You sprint to your locker and grab all your stuff, but when you feel your pockets for your phone, it’s not there.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! I must’ve left it there. Fuck me, I fucking hate my life!”

You thought to yourself. You take your stuff and make your way back to his classroom and he wasn’t inside.

You sigh and go to your seat to see your phone on the ground.

You were so close to leaving but Mr. Park entered in and slammed the door locking it.

“You really thought you could escape? Can you tell me one thing you learned from today's class?”

“No because it’s fucking useless like you. Can you let me go? I have better things to do.”

He makes his way over to you and grabs your throat. Making you look up at him

“Look at you, you little brat. Fucking whore. The school bully. Someone needs to put you in your place. You’re nothing but a slut that’s fucked everyone on the football team. That’s what you mean by ‘better things to do’. To go fuck someone. Because I bet that pussy’s been dripping since this morning, am I right? Tell me Y/N, who were you gonna blow today?”

You stared at him in shock. His hand still tightly around your neck.

“Mr. Park, please let my neck go.”

You choke out.

“Beg, slut.”

He was still standing and made your sitting figure stand up by your neck. He pulled you up and brought your face close to his.

“Fucking let go!”

“Disobeying me now?”

He then picked you up and slammed your body on the desk and you let out a yelp.

He brought your face close once again and spit on it. He then proceeded to lick your face.

“What the fuck?!”

You yell out and seonghwa slaps you across the face.

“No swearing in my class.”

“Mr. Park, let me go! I’m going to fucking sue you!”

“No you’re not. By the time I’m done with you, you won’t be able to breathe properly. So what makes you think that you will be able to walk? Tell me little girl, I want to know what goes on in that dirty little brain of yours. Does it even work?”

“Stop, Mr. Park!”

Seonghwa rips your clothes off leaving you in your bra.

“What’s this? You’re not wearing underwear? Oh you dirty little whore. I was right. Who were you gonna fuck today.”

He slips his fingers in you, thrusting it in and out.

“Mmh, fuck ahh!”

You let out moans while panting heavily.

“So fucking tight! Let me show you how big a real man’s cock is.”

Seonghwa undid his belt, taking out his thick, long cock. Pre-cum already on the tip. His dick was so hard it could pop.

You couldn’t take him all. He would ruin your insides.

“Wait wait wait! I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! Please don’t-”

“No, you're not getting out of this punishment, slut!”

He slammed into your pussy, stretching you out.

You let out a scream until Seonghwa quickly put his hand over your mouth. He exited out of you and slammed back in. He kept doing this and eventually got a little impatient and flipped you over and slammed into you from the back.

“Ah, you’re so fucking tight! Holy shit baby.”

Seongwha slaps your ass while pounding into you.

“Fuck, ahh! Mr. Park please!”

You cry out. Tears stream down your face, and you hold the sides of the desk, squeezing the pain away.

That was, until Seonghwa grabbed your hands and pinned them behind you, making your face fall on the desk.

“Ugh, this cunt of yours is so fucking tight. Tight just for daddy! You’re gonna cum for me and me only. You’re my little cum jar. I’ll fill you up with my seeds and my seeds only.”

Seonghwa continues to abuse your core, and you struggle underneath him. He slaps your ass a couple times then stops and goes down to your ass cheeks placing hickeys on it.

You whine at the empty feeling. You just wanted to cum now. You lay your head on the desk and seonghwa stops and gets up.

“Where’re you going?”

You whine out.

You heard him coming back and felt a hard spank on your ass.

“Ow! Ow, stop!”

He was spanking you with his meter stick.

“Say please, whore.”

“Please stop!”

“Say, that you’re gonna be a good and obedient girl for daddy and that I’m gonna be the only one able to fuck this cunt.”

“I’m gonna be a good, obed-dient girl for daddy and only daddy can fuck my cu-cunt. I’ll obey da-daddy and do my homewo-homework and listen in cl-lass.”

You sob at shaking. He lays another hard smack.

“Promise?”

“Pro-promise.”

“Good girl.”

He puts the ruler back, and rams right back in.

You cry out again, and Seonghwa loses control of himself, speeding up his thrust. The sounds of skin slapping and moans were escaping under the door.

“I’m gonna cum daddy!”

“Wait for me.”

He reaches down to your clit, rubbing it hard.

You bite your lip and tears escape your eyes.

He then starts pinching and pulling on it, making you clench around him.

“There you go princess. Cum for me babygirl.”

Your legs start to shake intensely and you cum all over him. Seonghwa cums in you, filling you up. Cum overflows in you and it drips down your legs making a little puddle in the middle. The burning sensation still present on your clit, made you want to ride him.

“Daddy can I ride you for a bit?”

“That wasn’t enough for you?”

“It was, I just want to ride something, please! I’ll be good.”

Seonghwa sat on the chair and gestures to you to come sit on him. You comply and slowly sit on his dick. He puts his hands on your hips guiding you. You start riding him more aggressively and put your head on his shoulder, taking in his scent.

You then start kissing his neck, showing him affection. Seonghwa cups your face and wipes your tears away. He then gives you a quick peck and pulls you into a hug again.

You found yourself not being satisfied by riding him so you start bouncing on his dick. Seonghwa got the hint and started thrusting up. He held your hips in place and started going faster. Your breath got knocked out after you felt a knot in your stomach.

“Ah, I’m gonna cum again.”

You moan out holding seonghwa for dear life.

“Come on baby, cum for me.”

As soon as those words left his mouth your walls tighten around him, then you finally release all over him and he spills his seeds in you again.

Seonghwa lays kisses on your neck, trying to soothe you.

“Let’s go back to my place, I’ll take care of you.”

“Okay, Mr. Park.”

“Please, call me Seonghwa princess.”

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Eeeeeeeee, this was a request and I got to say I also really like this one. I ho(e)ped you guys enjoyed❣️

Edited🔐

[tamcitrus]

Club room.

pairing | Sawamura Daichi x f!reader

warnings | smut, daddy kink

words | 1950

tag: @daichi-stan and all Daichi stans out there.

edit: thanks to the anon who gave this idea 💕

The practice was over and this time Daichi and you stayed all the way to the end, meaning: until Hinata and Kageyama decided that they had enough or they ran out of stamina, whatever happened first.

"That's it for today, rest is part of the training too" Daichi said to the younger boys and you gave them their water bottles.

"Thanks, y/n-san. Sorry for keeping you out so late" Kageyama said while he helped Daichi and Hinata to clean the gym.

"No problem, I had to wait for Daichi anyway" you smiled at them.

You had become the second team mom, Suga was first of course. Daichi and you had been dating for a while and only the third years knew about you because 'the kids will make a fuss about this and I won't stand it' your boyfriend said. But you were sweet and caring and after the initial surprise the rest of the team loved you in a matter of hours.

"I'll close the room, you go straight home and rest" your boyfriend said goodbye to his teammates and you followed him to the club room.

"So this is where other people see you naked" you commented while he left the water bottles on the shelves inside the room. You closed the door behind you, just in case, it was late and no one seemed to be around but a girl gotta be prepared.

"Kind of" he admitted and scratched his neck. "I just change my clothes really. Do you want to see?" he smiled. It wasn't the good captain and student smile you saw on him most time, this was something a little more lustful and intimate. "First we took off our shirts" he grabbed his shirt and throw it aside, you mimicked his moves as if he hypnotized you "and then our shoes and pants" he took off his clothes and cornered you against one of the shelves to unbutton your pants and pull them down.

He kissed you, his tongue was inside your mouth and he was absolutely dominating the pace. He put one leg between yours, his thigh pushed against your core and you moaned in his mouth in response. His chest was pressed with yours and the contrast between his warm body and the cold metal shelves on your back was overstimulating.

“Daichi… someone might come in…” you said when his mouth was on your neck. He was cupping your breasts with one hand and squeezing your ass with the other.

“We better hurry then, baby girl” he pushed his thigh a bit more on you and you rocked your hips instinctively. “That’s great, move your hips for me” his voice was low and raspy and it was just so hot when he talked like that, so you did as he told you.

You were riding his thigh while he was kissing your neck and breasts. You vaguely registered something hitting the back of your head but the next second whatever it was Daichi pushed it and it was on the floor doing a lot of noise over your moans.

“I need more… please…” you whispered, riding Daichi’s thigh was great but you weren’t quite getting a climax and it was driving you insane.

“Please…?” he grabbed your hips to stop whatever movement you did and looked you straight in the eyes. You blushed and couldn't hold his stare, so you looked down between your bodies and saw his full erected dick pushing his boxers away from his skin.

“Please daddy” you pouted and he let you go.

“Come here” there was a tiny desk and a chair, Daichi moved the chair and threw all the papers on the table to the floor, patting it for you to sit there. You get rid of your underwear and walked naked to sit on the desk. “Oh that’s my baby, I don’t even need to tell you what to do anymore. You’re being a good girl so you’ll be rewarded” he crouched between your legs and put his mouth to work in your pussy.

You grabbed his hair and scratched his scalp getting a groan that vibrated on his mouth and it was a plus to his tongue working on your clit. His hands were on your thighs holding for dear life and you would definitely get bruises matching each of his fingers. He use a hand to put two fingers inside you, curving them to touch your g-spot with each thrust he made.

"Da-daddy I'm gonna-" he heard you and speed up the pace of his fingers and sucked on your clit again and again until you came on his face and fingers.

"Such a good girl" he said and stood up to kiss you. He grabbed your hand and made you stroke his dick, the precum on his tip made it easier for you to slide your hand on him. He kicked the chair to the second shelf in the room -the one that was closer and still tidy- and whispered at your ear. "Can you cum one more time for daddy?" his fingers were working on your clit again, you were at the edge of overstimulation.

You didn't find your voice so you just nodded. He grabbed your hand from his dick and he sat down on the chair with you following him close. He didn't ask you to but you wanted to suck his dick so bad. You had it in your hand and it felt warm and it look so appealing slightly curved and dripping precum on the tip. You looked at Daichi and licked your lips, afraid to be punished if you did something without permission.

"I know what you want baby girl, come here and put that pretty mouth to work" he grabbed his dick from the base and you fell on your knees in front of him, opening your mouth for him to put his cock in. "Fuck your mouth feels so good baby…" he moaned each time his dick hit the back of your throat. He let you suck him until he felt it was too much. "Kneel on the chair" he pulled your hair to separate you from his body and let you took his place on the chair.

Daichi smacked your ass one time before putting his dick inside your body again. You pushed a few tiny boxes to the floor to stretch your arms on the shelves and hold on to something. Daichi was cursing and telling you how good you felt around him, you moaned daddy each time he touched your g-spot with his dick. He used a hand you hold your hip and the other to lightly choke you, you sounded so good moaning and begging for him almost breathless, it drove him crazy.

"Cum for me babygirl, cum again for daddy" he kissed you behind your ear and bit your neck, he continued his ministrations sucking little love bites on your shoulder and letting go your throat to pinch your nipples between his fingers.

Your orgasm hit you more intensely the second time, clenching his dick until it was almost suffocating for him, each thrust on your tight pussy pushed him to his climax, finally filling your insides with his cum. He pulled out and helped you to stand up, cupping your face between his hands and putting a chaste kiss on your lips.

"Are you ok, y/n?" he whispered and you nodded. He took his towel and cleaned you first. When you were clean and dressed, he cleaned himself and changed his clothes.

"I'm sorry, I made a mess over there" you said, looking at the boxes you pushed a few minutes earlier.

"Don't worry honey, I'll come tomorrow first in the morning and put everything in order" he smiled at you and you followed him out, waiting for him downstairs while he locked the door. "We only have one key so we're good" he laughed.

"Do you want to sleep in my house? It's closer and you have some clothes in my closet" you grabbed his hand and started walking to your house. "My brother comes late from work so we can dinner in peace"

The walk to your house wasn't long, you lived just a few blocks away from the school and only your brother lived with you so you usually had your sleepovers there. You had a shower together, then ate pizza and finally fell asleep after a cuddle session.

Daichi woke up to his phone ringing next morning but it took a minute for him to realize it wasn't his alarm but a call from Suga what was ringing. It was late.

"Daichiiiiiiii~, we're all here at the gym because we couldn't open the club room. Is everything ok? Do you need me to go for the key? Are you sick? Where are you? Hinata says you stayed late yesterday" Suga was asking a lot of questions and Daichi's brain wasn't functioning yet.

"I overslept, sorry Suga. I'm at y/n's house, I'll be there in ten minutes at most, bye!" your boyfriend was getting dressed while talking and that woke you up. "Sorry baby, I didn't want to wake you up. You're in time to have breakfast and then leave for your first class. I have to go, I'll have breakfast at the practice. See you later, I love you" he grabbed his backpack and kissed you goodbye.

"I love you too" you said but he was already out of your room.

Daichi stopped at a convenience store and bought a yogur and a protein bar and then he ran to the school.

"Sorry, I'm late! Hi everyone!" he said hello from the gym's door and kept walking to open the club room, with the rest of the team following him close. He was about to put the key on the lock and then he remembered and froze in place.

"Daichi is still asleep it seems" Suga laughed and pushed him to open the door. Daichi could feel the heat flowing to his cheeks. "What the f-" the vice captain looked at the captain and he just knew because he was smirking at Daichi. 

"Woah, what happened here?!" Tanaka and Noya were screaming and gathering everything on the boxes again.

The first and second year's and Asahi  put the room in order again and they were back on practice without making any comments. Suga sat with Daichi on the floor while he ate the improvised breakfast he bought on his way to school and watched the game between his teammates.

"Someone had fun yesterday" Suga said and Daichi choked with the protein bar. "Here, here, have some water" Suga was patting his back and laughing.

"In my defense I planned to have everything in order today before you arrived" Daichi said and he was blushing but he was comfortable because he was talking to his best friend.

"Yeah, I imagine you did" Suga raised a brow and laughed again. "You're the team's dad, you can't be late to practice. So, you'll be punished daddy" Daichi choked again at the nickname Suga used but he was no longer by his side. "Everyone, let's decide Daichi's punishment for being late today!"

When you met your boyfriend at lunch later, he told you about the situation in the morning and you just laughed, it wasn't a big deal. Suga followed him and when he found you, he teased you too for the mess you and his friend left in the room last night. You said you were sorry and promised to spoil the team with snacks the next practice.

[milkkygirls]

grease and grime. (sam winchester.)

request: Could you do a Sam Winchester fic when he’s in college? Like he went to college in Kansas and he works as a mechanic for his dad. The reader and Sam have been dating for years and One day the reader brings her car there to be repaired and her and Sam have like sexy, car greasy, sex on the work bench after hours or something like that? from: @thatsabummer02

warnings: female!reader, smut (oral m!recieving, penetration.) some dirty talk, language, me knowing absolutely nothing about cars to accurately talk about what’s going on before the ~smut~

word count: 1.6k

*gif is not mine, but edited by me*

SPRING BREAK, THE TIME OF YEAR WHERE STUDENTS ARE FREE FROM THEIR HELLISH STUDIES AND LET LOOSE. But here you were, stuck in a Lawrence, Kansas at you parents house with you piece of crap yellow Pinto that was at least a thousand years old. You came back from college for the week with your boyfriend, Sam, whom you’ve been dating since your freshman year of high school. You figured that since his dad and older brother were the way they were, your dear lover was probably trapped inside his father’s mechanic shop.

You wanted to drop by and visit, maybe even get your shitty car fixed for once. Sam was a law student just like you, but he sure did know a thing or two about vehicles. So with the screech of your tire and the boom of the exhaust you drove your squeaky and unpredictable car to the shop, only seeing one car in the lot: Sam’s. You pulled out your cellphone, dialing the number of your beloved and held the phone up to your ear, after four dial tones it answered.

“Hello? [Y/N]?” You heard him ask from the other end, the sound of machinery nearly muffling him. “Baby? I can barely hear you!” You yelled into the phone, covering your free ear until the sound of the machinery shut off. You sighed with relief. “Come outside.” You simply said, hanging up the phone before he could answer. You leaned against the Pinto patiently waiting, hearing as the mechanic garage’s panel door slid up, revealing the sweaty and grease covered body of your boyfriend clad in a tank top and blue jeans. Truly a sight to behold. Although he was absolutely filthy, you’d be lying if you said seeing him like that didn’t make warmth pool in your panties.

Sam came striding over, squinting to see, he smiled as he grew closer, nearly picking you up completely to kiss you. You pulled your sunglasses off to cut the interference between your eager kiss. Sam set you down, resting a hand on the roof of the car, towering over it. “What’s wrong with it now?” He questioned.

You sighed, crossing your arms, pushing up your breasts in your low-cut T-shirt in the process (something that didn’t go unnoticed by him). “Same as always.”

He nodded, doing his best to play off the blush on his cheeks to the heat, “Steer it on it, i’ll do what I can. But Dad or Dean will have to fix it.”

You gave him a motion with your hand as to say Roger That! And turned the Pinto back on cringing at the squeak it made when you pressed on the brakes as you drove it into the shop. You watched as the car’s hood was lifted, steam nearly choking the both of you.

Sam grabbed a rag, wiping away built up grease on parts of the car you couldn’t even begin to name; thank god for a mechanic savvy boyfriend. But one thing you noticed was how muscular Sam had gotten since spring break started, I mean, his back muscles were bulging out of his tank top with the slightest of movements. “Your engine’s busted, Babe.” He informed, wiping his hand on his forehead, smearing black oil on his skin.

You giggled, using your thumb to help wipe it away, standing on your tippy toes to reach the gentle giant. “This is nice.” You said, Sam raising an eyebrow, “Being stuck in a hot shop all day?”

You rolled your eyes playfully, “No, dummy. Spending time together. We hardly get to do it because of college, but now you’re stuck here all day. I miss spending time with you.” You frowned at the last part, pulling him towards you and resting your head on his chest, listening to the gentle rhythm of his heartbeat.

“I know you’re trying to be sentimental, but I really miss the sex.” He sighed. He had a point, back at college when you two were stressed you let it all out, taking your stress and turning it into bliss. You looked up at him, resting your chin on his body, “Who says we still can’t have sex without the stress of exams.. I mean, I don’t see anyone around.” You smirked.

Sam cleared his throat, “You want to fuck in a mechanics garage?”

“Why not?”

“First of all, I’m disgusting, look at me.”

You bit your lip, trailing your fingers up and down his back, sending chills down his spine, “It’s kinda hot, Sammy. Why not get down and dirty while you’re literally dirty?”

Sam leaned down, capturing your lips, holding your face within his hands, “You’re a force to be reckoned with, woman.” You giggled once more, pulling him by his shirt to the bench in the corner, pushing him down and climbing on his lap. You kissed him hungrily, almost kneading on his abdomen, nibbling at his bottom lip.

“You’re so eager babygirl..” He breathed hands moving up to cup your breasts. “I missed you..” I was pathetic to you, how easily you were putty in Sam’s hands, how just with a couple of sly looks and you’d answer his every command. You found yourself instinctively grinding yourself against his hardening bulge, mewling out when your already sensitive core made contact from under your skirt.

Sam grabbed your face, not enough to hurt you, but enough to get you to look at him, oh how those hazel eyes swirled and danced with lust, “What else did you miss?”

You moaned when his hand met with your clothed core, pressing down on your clit. “Y-Your cock..” You admitted, feeling yourself getting wetter when he smirked, removing his hand from your pussy. “Show me how much you missed my cock then.”

You gave him a quick peck on the lips, removing yourself from his lap to sit on your knees, ignoring the pain from sitting directly on hard concrete floor. You raked your nails along his jeans, unbuttoning them and pulling them down his legs. You teasingly dragged a finger along his inner thighs, close to the bulge being constricted hy the grey boxers her wore. He shuddered at the feeling, at the feeling of having your hands and mouth so close to his cock but not doing anything.

He enjoyed it when you teased him though, making him more ready to fill you up to the brim. You kissed up his thighs, your mouth hoovering over his hard member, kissing it through his boxers. He groaned out, holding tightly onto the bench until his knuckles turned white. You smiled up at him, batting your long eyelashes until you hooked your index finger onto the elastic of the boxers, slowly pulling them down. The constricted and very hard member sprang free, slapping on the side of your cheek. You admired the way Sam looked from this point of view. His adam’s apple bobbing, muscles tensed, the veins under his well groomed happy trail throbbing. You grabbed his dick gently, slowly pumping your hand up his shaft. Sam closed his eyes, feeling the pleasure he had missed since spring break started.

You kissed the head, then licked a long stride up and giggling when Sam’s hand grabbed your hair, tugging at it. You knew you shouldn’t tease him any longer and give him what he wanted, he deserved it after all. You slipped his head into your mouth, rolling your tongue around it in a way that made him writhe, looking him in the eyes as you almost swallowed him whole, pumping your hand up and down to spread the warmth of your mouth that kissed his skin.

His head fell back, a guttural moan following its wake as he tugged harder on your hair, causing you to groan, the vibrations sending a delicious sensation straight to his dick. You continued to lick and suck, doing all the things you knew drove him crazy until he released in your mouth, seed oozing from the sides of your mouth.

You swallowed, wiping your cheeks with your thumb before popping it back in your mouth to swallow each and every drop of him. You crawled back on his lap, “Such a good girl, taking my cum like that, so hot.” You kissed him, him being the eager one this time.

Sam hiked your skirt up, the fabric bunching up around your abdomen. “You ready to take me?”

You nodded quickly, moving your lacy-white panties to the side, revealing your glistening cunt in the fluorescent light of the shop. He groaned at the sight of you, moving your hips to line up with him, sliding his head up and down your folds to gather the wetness before he pushed into you, eliciting the most dirty, borderline pornographic moan he’d ever heard come from that pretty little mouth of yours.

You adjusted to his size, almost crying out when he twitched inside you, moving yourself against him. You were both sweating, the wet sounds of him pushing in and out of you and the slapping of your ass on his thighs was absolute paradise. You rested your forehead against Sam’s, moaning out his name as you got closer, feeling the familiar sensation at the pit of your stomach every time he hit your g-spot. That sensation, the butterflies, the special flutter was worth it when you released messily on him, Sam finishing not long after you.

He pulled out, pulling you towards him in his lap, petting the hair that rested on your back and ignoring the goose skin he got from you kissing his neck. Sam had missed this, and so had you. And just maybe spring break wasn’t so boring after all.

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author’s note; sorry it took so long babes!