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mrs-kodzuken · 1 year ago

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Can I have a timeskip!Ushijima comfort fic? Like Ushi doesn't understand the concept of skinship like holding hands and hugs so he often shrugs off reader's attempts in skinships, which of course made reader feel sad ㅠㅠ

Thank you and have a nice day! <3

Understanding you ♡

Pairing: Aged up! Wakatoshi Ushijima x fem!reader

WC: 1.6k

Genre: slight angst to comfort/fluff

CW: fem!reader, inexperienced in relationships!Wakatoshi, slight angst from ushi :( , fluff and comfort all in the end :)) , maybe some self deprecation from reader, best friends with tendou, communication is always key

note: thank you for requesting this! I hope it’s up to your expectations, sugar!! <3

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Being the girlfriend of the Wakatoshi Ushijima was something I didn’t expect would hurt this much. As his girlfriend, I understood the importance of volleyball since it quite literally is his career path. However, being in a relationship is a whole other aspect to think about.

There never really was anything that really stood out to me about his wrongdoings. He always made it to every dinner plan, he didn’t forget the classic month to month anniversaries, he seemed like he was just a gift from heaven.

I knew it was too good to be true when I realized we, or I, was severely lacking in the physical department of our relationship.

Ushijima and I never really got closer within touching or skin-ship distance. That really sucked for me and hurt my feelings since he aced every other aspect of our relationship, no pun intended.

I wasn’t sure if he was just uncomfortable with touching me or if he had some kind of weird feeling about touching me. However, with physical touch being my number one priority of love language I wasn’t sure how to go about telling him my feelings.

Giving Wakatoshi free rein to plan out his schedule, except for date nights, was a must. He is a grown man and I’m not his mother, but I always felt bad when there was something important, like this, to be talked about.

I couldn’t help but to bite my lip as I stared at our private text messages. His contact name, ‘Ushi baby’ stared right back at me whilst I tried to work up the courage to send a text.

Deciding against it, I threw my phone onto my bed and sighed loudly. He was at practice and had a game tomorrow so I didn’t want to bother him or cloud his mind with meaningless things like what I need to talk about.

I couldn’t help to wallow in my own pity. The clock on my white painted walls doing nothing but making the sound of ticking throughout my room which eventually annoyed me enough to leave.

It was around the time for Ushi’s practice to be over and I really wanted him to come over, I just didn’t know how everything would go.

Whenever we had first started dating I got introduced, and interviewed, by Wakatoshi’s best friend, Tendou. And now, Tendou was one of my closest friends so I decided to call the Chocolatier himself for support.

After the phone had rang for three seconds it picked up, “Hello! Hello!” the familiar voice sounded throughout my kitchen.

“Hey Ten! I am in need of advice and company.” I admitted due to the facetime call revealing his apron on with some stains of colors on it.

“Oh really?” He asked, drawing out the ‘really’.

“Yes, really. I need to talk to Wakatoshi, I’m just not sure how. Any ideas?”

“That depends on what you’re going to talk to him about. Saying the wrong thing could make him easily misunderstand what you mean and vice versa.” Tendou tried to poetically explain, as if I didn’t already know that.

“Yeah, thank you so much,” I rolled my eyes, “I’m feeling a bit.. lonely in our relationship lately. I need more physical affection from him and I’m not sure how to really bring it up because times that’s happened before.”

That little spill from me made memories pop up into my head of Ushijima rejecting my attempts for physical love.

I could only remember how he shrugged himself away from holding my hand or kissing me after I brought him a well-balanced lunch meal one day during practice.

I never felt more embarrassed or ashamed in my life. My own boyfriend rejected my advances to give him, and to receive love from him in front of his entire team.

It wasn’t the only time that that had happened. I tried doing it behind closed doors just in case he didn’t like publicly displaying affection. However, that didn’t work either when he moved away from me one night after being out to dinner.

From that point on it’s just been messaging, very little facetime, some phone calls, and occasionally visiting each other’s apartment. I wasn’t sure how to proceed with this, and I certainly didn’t think it was anywhere near enough to breaking up.

However, that doesn’t mean he didn’t hurt my feelings nor have been continuing to hurt them. Whether on purpose or not.

With Ushijima being a member of the Schweiden Adlers, I knew some of his teammates and occasionally talked with them about how my boyfriend was doing time to time.

However, I couldn’t help to not reach out to them within the last couple of weeks. I didn’t have the courage to confidently ask about him.

Tendou’s voice brought me back to where I needed to be, which was having this conversation to communicate my needs across to him.

“And since knowing him for a while helps my understanding, I think a simple conversation would do the trick. Honestly, I’m not sure why you called if you knew that too?” He questioned me, eyes peering dangerously close to mine through the tiny phone screen.

I bit my lip, “It’s just… he has a game tomorrow. I don’t want to ruin that by spouting dumb nonsense about how I’m not feeling this or that from him.”

Growing up, I’ve always considered other peoples thoughts, opinions, feelings before mine. It was just the kind of person I was, and now it hurts me the most when I need to express myself.

“Girl. Fuck that game.” He rolled his eyes at me.

“Yes Wakatoshi loves his career and it’ll always be there but you’re something in his life that can disappear at any moment. I think he’d want to know,” Tendou tried reasoning with my dumb logic as he pointed a wooden spoon in my direction.

I gave up. I knew in the back of my mind that Tendou was definitely right and I wasn’t but it was my own self that was keeping me from doing what I needed to do.

“Alright, I think I’ll ask him to come over tonight then.” I tried to say confidently after I made up my mind of what needed to be done.

“Great! When I’m in Tokyo next I’ll be sure to bring a little something for you and him.” Tendou winked at me before ending the facetime call.

That only left me to do one thing, text my boyfriend. I quickly sent him a text asking if it would be okay for him to come over after practice.

My nerves were all over the place as I waited for the tall, olive haired man to show up at my place.

Soon the door bell brought me out of my mind trance and when I opened the door I saw the one and only Ushijima.

“Hey Toshi, come in,” I widened the door after taking a good look at him.

It seemed like he came here right out of practice, he was still in his whole practice uniform. His usual stoic face didn’t change once I sat down on to my living room couch.

“Is something the matter, (Y/n)?” He bluntly asked, getting straight to the point with me.

I took a deep breath to prepare myself, “Yes, Toshi. There is something the matter. My feelings are hurt and have been hurt for a while due to the lack of physical touch in our relationship.” I paused for a moment to look over his face.

He seemed to be intently listening on every word I was saying which gave me the impression to keep going.

“I just want more skin ship with you like hugging, kissing, hang holding, or even just sitting beside you with arms touching. I feel deprived of that because you seem to always move away when I try to initiate it. Is there a reason or..?” I trailed off, finishing what I was saying and asking a question to see his side.

“I’m sorry for making you feel that way, (Y/n). I don’t understand the idea of that. It makes you feel more loved than usual?” He asked, trying to work around in his head of what I had mentioned.

“Well, yes. Without it I feel upset or rejected by you sometimes.” I hung my head low a bit, it was embarrassing having to discuss this. However, I was always one to get embarrassed or ashamed at anything I needed.

“I will try, for you.” He promised, his large hand reaching over to me and placing it on my knee. He was very warm and it traveled through my body.

I smiled a bit, “Thank you, I really appreciate it. I’m sorry for not telling you sooner.”

I scooted closer to him on the couch and he gave me his one million dollar small smile that I love. His arms wrapped around my shoulders whilst I hugged his torso. His lean but built, very built, body touched my soft one, I loved this feeling.

We stayed like that for a minute, nothing heard but the low volume of my living room TV and our breathing.

“Thank you, Toshi. I really appreciate that you’ll try for me.” I pulled away, already missing the hug but needing to say that to his face.

“Of course, love.” His hand came up to caress my face and I leaned into his touch.

The aching in my heart and body went away after discussing that with him. It was all just a bit miscommunication which was easily fixed after I expressed what I needed to.

I couldn’t be more content.

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a/n: I hope you enjoyed anon!! I’m terrible at writing for Ushijima but thank you for helping me extend the people I can write for :))

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patchofgrey · 1 year ago

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Welcome to Part One of my head cannons for my OTP:

Nejiten Head cannons; Part two , Part 3

Tenten Head Cannons | Neji Head Cannons | Nejiten Family Head cannons

I have a few head cannons for these two that I wanna throw out there; Writing these two for like 10 years has made me realized that no matter what situation they are in (if writing in character) they are the idealistic couple. Sure, they argue and fumble the bag sometimes, but their dynamic is FIERCE. You cannot tell me that his most trusted friend, partner, and balanced scale IS NOT IDEAL? These are my head cannons that I base my stories on while writing them in character (which took a long time to do honestly, writing in character with characters who are not fully developed is hard as fuck. But you take whatever crumbs you get.)

Plus, I would’ve changed a bunch of things in this anime but that’s besides the point

😤

Follow me on my delulu because it’s the only solulu:

1. Neji started liking Tenten prior to the second round fights of the chunnin exams. It started as admiring her skills, but grew to an emotional level as time went on. He asked her specifically to train with him because he felt that she was able to keep up and offer him a challenge in a realm he was not skilled in; weapon handling and evasion. This is going off of the fact that in one of the video games, Tenten had beat both Neji and Lee in evasion training, which in my mind, means that Neji saw Tenten for her skills and held her in very high regard even if she got clapped by Temari (which he didn’t fault her for! It was a bad match up). While they trained, Tenten would push conversation with him to the point where they started talking about their personal lives and led to Tenten finding out about the curse mark, his father, and his blind spot. Tenten had shared her deep insecurities about never being able to match up to them, or to be good enough to be like Lady Tsunade (especially after she fumbled the medical ninja training). To that, Neji ensured her that she was a great match up to himself and Lee; which is why he asked her to help train him in the first place. Since then, Neji has made it his priority to ensure that Tenten did not fall into a deep depression and would always praise her with the “you are good enough as you are.” He would shower her with subtle affection by buying her sweets when she was in a bad mood and spending some of his days off with her. In fact, it wasn’t until Gai-sensei had pointed out that Neji was attached to her, and was doting on her to make sure she kept a smile on her face. Neji would roll his eyes (as most 13-14 whatever’s they were) but kept at it well into their late teens.

2. Tenten is oblivious as fuck to Neji’s affection. I used this a lot in my Sleepless Nights fic, and sprinkled it in for some oneshots as well as hinted at it in Frequency. Tenten is an over thinker and can get inside her own head very easily. She thinks Neji is just being a good friend; arguably, she considers him a best friend since they are with each other all the time. She’s been so focused on her work that she never even considered the possibility that Neji liked her in anything past a friend. To be fair, Neji doesn’t seem like the type to make it obvious when he likes someone. And we’re about to get into that…

3. Neji is awkward as hell when it comes to anything emotion related but his love languages are Acts of Service and Gift Giving. Neji is alright with quality time, but he is a protector before anything else. I see Neji more as a “how can I help?” Or “Let me know if you need me.” He probably also gets snapped at by Tenten when he instinctively helps her and does things for her without asking if she needs help. She very much “I can do it myself” type of girl. Like I said before, he dotes on Tenten by buying her sweets and things she likes, I wouldn’t be surprised if he followed her around different weapons shops while they were on missions and helping her add to her enormous weapons collection. We also saw the acts of service come out of him when he shadowed Hinata (which was really sweet honestly. It showed his softer side and he maybe felt a bit guilty for treating her like garbage after his father died and was trying to make it up to her).

4. Tenten started realizing her feelings when they retook the chunnin exams. C’mon we all saw the look on home girl’s face when Fuu grabbed Neji’s hand and asked him to be her friend. It screamed LET GO OF MY MAN. Tenten hasn’t seen or experienced Neji interacting with other girls besides herself and Hinata (excluding Sakura and Ino who they were all friends with, but only interacted with on occasion). She didn’t like the idea of Neji getting attention from other girls.

5. Both are the jealous type. I know, I didn’t think Neji would be either, but it makes sense to me; Why would she be with anyone else other than him? Was he not her best friend? Who they shared all their deep dark feelings and secrets with? How dare someone else look at her partner in such a way? How dare they talk to her like that in front of him! For Tenten I don’t see it running extremely deep, but maybe a touch of it like stated above.

6. Lee was in on it. He absolutely knew. There’s no way Lee is so oblivious to his rival’s feelings. Especially since Gai has VERY loose lips. I wouldn’t be surprised it Lee was there when Gai had pointed out Neji’s affections for Tenten when they were gennin. Lee wanted them to be together and wanted to see them happy; Neji found comfort in knowing Tenten was alright. Tenten found comfort in Neji by trusting him with her feelings and not being harshly judged for it. I can see Lee purposefully hanging back and watching the two of them spar.

7. Neji only genuinely smiles around Tenten. Sure, he would offer a small smile of a smirk most of the time. But, around her he can actually pull his guard down and feel happy. He does offer small smiles and half smiles around Hinata and Naruto, however those big cheesing moments are usually kept in the presence of his bunheadded teammate.

8. Neji struggles to keep his feelings towards Tenten in check. He feels as though he doesn’t want to ruin their deeply rooted friendship and tends to keep a straight face when they are with a group. Tenten-again being oblivious- thinks he is just being an egotistical jerk around everyone when he’s not really like that when they are alone. He keeps some physical distance towards her as well unless they are fighting together, to prevent any mistakes and obvious signs of his affections. Perhaps he’s not into PDA either.

9. They argue. A lot. But it never ends in them feeling unheard or disrespected; these two have strong personalities and are very opinionated anyway.

10. Neji confided in Hinata about his feelings on Tenten, and Hinata promised to keep it a secret. (more on that in part 2 of my headcannons)

11. Neji tries to encourage Tenten to use her Taijutsu skills for close combat more. There’s a post circulating right now about how Tenten’s close combat abilities surpassed everyone but her team’s. I wouldn’t be surprised if Tenten felt discouraged by the fact that both boys on her team were already close range fighters and struggled with her gifts of long range fighting; she overthinks and puts herself into a box. Neji probably has attempted to strictly train with her (think Shippuuden…17-18 years old?) on her taijustu so she could gain some confidence. In fact, he has brought up to her that she would have beat Temari years ago if she would’ve show cases her taijustu abilities.

12. Their fighting style is more like a dance in flow. Tenten is very flexible and since her and Neji have been training since they were gennin, it would only make sense that they are so insynch with each other it almost look graceful.

I have more but imma stop there lol. I have ideas on how they first kissed, slept with each other all that stuff; how he would’ve proposed; It’ll be a very long post especially if I get into the whole “if Neji survived the war” which I do have a fanfiction on right now 👀 look at my pinned post for the link.

Thank you for joining me in my delulu 🫡 Here's part two, and Part three

#nejiten fanfiction #nejiten #tenten #neji x tenten #neji hyuga #nejiten headcannons #headcannons

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pjisskullourful · 6 months ago

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𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓼

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🌼 Damiano × reader

part 32 [series masterpost]

18+ readers only!!!🔥 very dirty playtime, the word hole makes 13 appearances

° Damiano David/female reader insert

° you bring a new, kinky idea to your boyfriend, truly surprising him

wordcount:: 5,713

° anon request: i was wondering if you could do a corruption kink fic with damiano and a female reader. [requests are open! but commissions get priority& more control, book your own here!!]

° [ITA:] cazzo: fuck

You were sitting alone in the bedroom. You had left the living room behind after Damiano had stepped out for a cigarette when the episode of The Last of Us finished.

You had taken your tail-decorated anal plug out of its box, giving the toy a thorough inspection. Specifically you were looking at the spot where the tail connected to the plug’s base, showing this mechanism more curiosity than ever before. It hadn’t mattered to you in the time since being presented this gift, but now you needed to know.

You found it wasn’t any kind of hook, nor was it a button. Instead it attached thanks to a series of grooves. You got the fluffy tail removed by pushing it closer to the base, you heard a quiet click. Then you twisted and found the correct direction, getting the plug loose.

You were feeling quite satisfied, the limp cat tail draped across your lap. You had figured it out without your boyfriend’s help, which gave you the benefit of not having to explain why you wanted the two pieces to be separate. Whether or not you shared the reason with him had been dependent upon this result. Now that you were holding the detached anal plug, you decided you were going to share your developing fantasy with him.

But you didn’t have to seek him out to do this. You hadn’t had the chance to get up from the bed before he appeared in the doorway, approaching you.

“Hey, are we going to watch more episodes tonight?” He asked. “‘Cause I really wanna see…” He trailed off, his eyes going to what you currently possessed, a smile developing on his face. “What are you up to, babygirl?”

“Probably not what you’re thinking.” You said, smiling too because the fantasy and the way you knew it would surprise him was giving you a sense of being emboldened. “It might seem kinda random to you at first. But do you remember when we played sexy Jenga?”

“Of course.”

“We did some ass-specific playing that night and it’s led me to fantasizing about something kind of similar, but also kind of not.” You said.

“Well I’m always curious to hear about the dirty things my dirty toy has been thinking up.” He said.

You held his eyes as you went directly to the point. “Do you ever think about pegging?”

He wasn’t ready with anything flirty or witty to say back to this at first. His eyes grew wider as he truly absorbed what you had said. His mouth opened, but he didn’t make any sounds.

You could only wonder what he was thinking. Did he see this the same way that you did, as a product of all the corruption he had so tirelessly fed you?

“Um, no.” He said, scratching at his head as his eyes routinely switched from looking at your face to looking at the butt plug you still held. “I can’t say that I do think about that. You do?”

“A bit. Not really before we had that game of Jenga. You were really sexy how much you liked that rim job. And then I was already super turned on when I was grinding on your ass. It felt so much better than I was expecting it would. That motion and the stimulation on my clit- it was fantastic. It’s stayed in my mind, a lot.

“And as I’ve been thinking about it, my mind has been adding to it, wondering how it could be recreated, even improved, possibly. I realised that something like pegging, even though I’ve never done it, could be the key to doing something we both could get a lot of pleasure from at the same time.” You explained.

The shock was less present on his face now. But he didn't appear as relaxed as before, you could tell that smile wasn’t on the verge of coming back onto his lips.

“I knew you were having fun grinding on my ass, which I wrote down as a prompt for myself. I just didn’t realise it had been that much fun for you.” He said.

“Is that okay?” You asked.

“What? Of course it is, kitty. There’s nothing wrong with you finding something that turns you on.” He said.

You were watching him carefully, looking for those silent indicators of what was going on in his head. “Even this?”

“I…” He stopped himself, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he gave his response more consideration. “It’s hard for me to know what to think, because I’ve never thought about this before, not really. I haven't had anything more than one finger and a tongue in my hole before, and not at the same time. And I’ve never felt like I’ve needed more. But that’s beside the point.

“The point is: I can’t just say sure, fuck my ass, I’m sure it will feel amazing. Because I don’t know if I could literally take it.” He said.

You knew exactly where you stood - now it was up to you to help him (and by extension, both of you) get some clarity. “Are you saying no?”

He sighed and dropped his eyes to the ground. “No, but I’m also not saying yes.”

“Okay, if that’s where we’re at…” You said, nodding.

He came over and sat down on the bed with you, not yet touching you. “I’m sorry if this isn’t the response you were hoping for, you’ve just totally caught me off guard with this, kitten.”

You playfully poked a finger at his chest. “Consider it a taste of your own medicine.” You took his hand with yours, going for a softer tone. “You don’t have to be sorry.”

His eyes were focused on your face now and it seemed like he was looking for something, rather than just looking at you. “I’m just trying to see, see if I can recognise that shy girl from the start of our relationship. That girl who got nervous when I looked at her. She really has been led down the path of corruption, hasn't she?”

“More like she went skipping down that path.” You said. “And I’m not sorry for it.”

He put his hand to your cheek as he moved in for a chaste kiss. “Good, I don’t want you to be sorry for it. ‘Cause I’m not, either.”

Already feeling more connected to him, you rested your hand on his thigh. “If you remember the girl who got flustered and nervous when you stared at her, then you probably remember the girl who was kind of scared by anal before we did it…”

Suddenly his back became straighter, his entire body a little more rigid. “I’m not scared.”

“And I’m not saying you are, Damiano.” You calmly responded. “I’m talking about how my experience went. It was so intimidating because it was so unknown and it got really built upon in my head. I was convinced that it would hurt, like a lot, and that it would be too different to the kind of sex I was used to so I wouldn’t be able to get the same pleasure from it.

“But I had the perfect partner to try it with. You were so sweet and you took it exactly as slowly as I needed, there was never any question of how you would treat my boundaries. And you made it romantic, which I didn’t think was possible before you did it.

“The thing that really helped me and kept me so turned on, was that pleasing you pleases me so fucking much.” You said, scooting closer to him so that your sides were now touching. “It barely hurt and there was so much to enjoy that whatever minor discomfort was outweighed, like, a thousand times over by how much I enjoyed it.”

You hesitated as you awaited his response. “I’m not being pushy or anything, am I?”

“No. Persistent, yes. But pushy, no. It’s sexy when you get fixated on a fantasy and I’ve told you before how much I think the corruption suits you. But I just don’t know if I’m on board, not yet, at least.” He said.

You kept talking - all of these ideas you had been waiting to share. “If you don't want it to be so completely out of norm for you, then we don’t have to make it super submissive. Just because you’ll be the one getting fucked doesn’t mean you won’t be the dom. I could still call you Daddy throughout, or Master. You could even degrade me, if that’s what you want, if that’s what turns you on.”

“Wow. You must really want to peg me.” He said.

“Of all the things that you’ve taught me, I think one of the most important lessons is to stop policing my pleasure. We used to talk about that a lot, you thought I was kind of repressed and you wanted me to stop denying my sexual identity and desires.” You said.

“But what if this isn’t one of my sexual desires?” He asked.

“But you love it when I eat your ass.” You said, referring back to the seed of this fantasy.

“But that’s so different to pegging and I think you know that.” He said.

“I just don't see why you won’t at least give it a try. I thought you would want to explore more of that p-spot.” You said.

He got up from the bed. “I don’t know what I want. I need- I’m gonna go have another smoke.”

“Okay, take all the time you need, babe.” You said and you watched him leave the room without hesitation, without even a quick glance back at you.

You looked down at the plug in your lap and felt something of a disappointment. Had you been expecting that his response would be to instantly bend over and spread his hole for you? Not exactly. But you hadn't anticipated such resistance. You had been looking forward to surprising him, but now you were the one feeling a great deal of surprise, and you didn’t really know what to do with it.

You weren’t sure how to act. It was as if his uncharacteristic reaction had taken away some of your familiarity, making you question the way you would typically behave.

But you knew to leave him alone. Crowding him wouldn’t accomplish anything. You knew that you didn’t have the perfect thing to say to get him totally on board, so you avoided the veranda.

You distracted yourself by loading dirty crockery into the dishwasher. After setting that, you went into the office room to check one of the bags that was packed for your upcoming visit to America. It was going to be your longest stay, so you were putting more thought into which makeup to take than you usually would. What was too much? Which items would you regret leaving behind?

Concentration on this task was a lot better than mentally arguing with yourself over whether it was a good or bad idea to bring pegging up to Damiano.

You were considering the colours of an eyeshadow palette when he reappeared, cautiously walking into the room. He had his hands back in his pockets as he lingered not far from the doorway.

“Hi.” He said, his voice almost shy.

“Hey, babe.”

“It’s important to me- I really need to make sure that you’re not feeling like I think you're gross, ‘cause pegging is dirty but in a negative way. ‘Cause you have never done that to me, no matter what kink I bring to you. I literally ask you to eat my ass and you don’t act like it’s nasty or gross or too far, you never discourage me and I want to give that energy back to you.

“You are not disgusting. Babygirl, I’ve never thought that you were and you need to know that.” He said and you released a breath you hadn’t noticed yourself holding. “You’re the opposite of disgusting to me. This confidence that you have in what you wanna try is really sexy. Your curiosity for more is literally everything that a dom hopes for. And you’re such a good problem-solver.

“But I don’t know if I can say one hundred percent that I’m on the same page as you about this. That doesn’t mean that I don’t want to be, or that I never will be. But this is how I’m feeling currently.” He said and you could appreciate the effort that had gone into picking every word, clear concern for the effect of each.

You nodded as you listened then waited for him to definitely be finished speaking. “That’s okay. I always intended for this to be something we would have a discussion about ‘cause I need to know your boundaries. It wasn’t instantly and spontaneously going to go to pegging, though. We don’t have the necessary equipment, so you can just chill.”

“I am chill.” He quickly defended while you were getting to your feet.

“Okay, Dami.” You said as you crossed the floor over to him. Once you were standing directly in front of him, you pulled him into an embrace. “Thank you for saying all of that. I love you.”

He held you securely in his arms. “I love you too.”

You were grateful for the way that he didn’t let go, letting you settle yourself in this moment. You felt like you could melt into him, and he could go back to being incredibly familiar in your mind. You could melt into him, with no resistance between you.

You turned your face forward and inhaled once your nose was pressed against him. Your fingers savoured the soft fabric of his shirt as you gradually drew your hands down his back.

“I don’t want you to feel pressured, that was never the point.” You said, earning you a kiss amongst your hair. “What I want is for you to feel turned on because it turns me on. Having that and not sharing it with you felt wrong. I knew that no matter how good it felt in my head was a weak imitation of how it would be having it with you, baby.”

The way his arms were wrapped around you slightly altered, but the firmness was maintained. “It turns you on, do you want to tell me about that?”

You smiled to yourself, relieved and excited by what his curiosity for more details meant. “It was really sexy giving you so much pleasure like that. It made me feel proud of myself, like it’s something I wanna show off about, almost. Like, ‘look what I can reduce this grown-ass man to’, when you let me.

“You talked about coming and ruining that carpet fuckin’ fast. It’s an incredible compliment, over something I hadn’t ever considered before meeting you. It happened so many months ago but I think about it and I still feel legitimately hot, like blushing and look at me.” You said as he was readjusting his hold, allowing you to look at each other again. “Do you see that?”

You wrapped your fingers around his wrist so you could place his hand to your forehead. “It’s not quite a fever, but do you feel that?” You asked before laying his hand to your cheek.

He smiled, his fingers caressing you. “I do feel it, this is a warm kitty.”

“On those days when I’ve gone to the studio with you…” You began and he was sliding his fingers down your face, moving towards your neck. “I thought about it then.” His smile grew wider and his intrigue was all of the encouragement that you needed. “Specifically when you would be doing your vocal warm-ups.” You couldn’t help but giggle.

“What? While I’m literally working? That’s so naughty.” He said.

“I know. That really fuckin’ adds to it.” You said as his hands moved from your neck to the top of your chest. “I would think and wonder to myself the kind of noises and high notes that you could hit if my tongue was in your hole. I’ve imagined how amazing you could sound if I was just relentless on that p-spot.”

He had stopped moving his hand, now content for it to rest on your breast. His fingers conformed to its shape, holding over the thin material of your shirt. “I noticed you watching me doing those repetitive exercises and I remember wondering why. I didn’t get why you would wanna watch me doing possibly the most boring part of being a singer.”

“It wasn't boring in my head.” You said. Silently, you struggled with the choice of watching his lips or looking into his eyes.

“Yeah, I guess it just takes courage and the right mindset to make anything depraved.” He said.

He began to kiss you before you could think of a reply to what he had said. You tightened your arms around his waist while your mouth relaxed, granting his tongue access between your lips. He transferred his hand from on top of your shirt to beneath it and you felt like you could do a different kind of melting.

“Are you my naughty girl?” He asked, barely separating his mouth from yours.

“Fuck yeah, I am.” You said.

“You’re so naughty that you’re thinking about eating ass right now.” He said.

“You’re probably thinking about it more.” You said.

“I don’t know if it’s the kind of thing that can be measured.” He said.

You reached your hand lower so that you could grab his ass. “We could have a whole discussion about this, or we could just go into bed and I could actually eat your ass.” You were surprised when he paused so you switched to a less flirty tone. “We can put a pin in that other conversation for now. And like I said, we don’t have the right supplies. You’re in charge, if all you wanna feel is my mouth and a finger, then that’s exactly what you’ll get.”

He nodded and you saw no more flashes of uncertainty in his eyes. “That’s all I need.”

You departed the office, he led the way back into the bedroom. You headed toward the mattress without hesitation. You sat down and immediately relocated the toy you had been inspecting earlier, placing both items on the ground beside your side of the bed.

As you started to lie down and get comfortable, you noticed that he hadn’t yet joined you. He was at the closet, looking through the section where the sex toys were stored.

When he came towards the mattress, you saw the box for an internal vibrator in his hands. He was already opening it to get to the device. “I liked what you were saying about finding something mutually pleasurable. It’s a different idea to yours. But we should have fun together.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” You said.

He puckered his lips and blew a kiss in your direction. “Do you wanna get naked for me?”

“Always.” You said as you got to this task at once. “Well, maybe that’s not entirely accurate. It’s more like: most of the time, so long as I’m not having a bad day with my self-esteem, or on my period. But just saying always seemed way sexier.”

He furrowed his brow as he looked at you. “Do you want me to ask the question again, so then you can just say the sexy answer?”

You laughed as you tossed aside your underwear, your last article of clothing. “No, I don’t think that’s necessary.” You propped yourself up on your knees. “But what is definitely necessary is you taking your clothes off.”

He started to do this without putting the device or its small remote down. He was reminding himself of the different modes and their speeds, potentially making a mental plan of how to inflict them upon you.

You saw that his dick was already starting to get firm as he took his briefs down. You eagerly moved closer, even as he treated this as a non-event, still concentrating on the vibrator. You could hear its buzzing, which added more fuel to how keen you were feeling.

“How should I position myself for you, Daddy?” You asked, kissing him on the cheek.

“I think how you are right now works for us to get this thing in place, just get your knees a little further apart.” He said. You complied, creating a greater space between your thighs as he turned the toy off. “Wow, that just happens so naturally for you, huh? You were waiting for an excuse to do it.”

“Pretty much.” You replied shamelessly.

He moved closer to you, holding the vibrator lower. “That one is an always.”

His eyes left your face as he concentrated on your cunt. He gently pushed the toy’s rounded tip up against your labia, letting you feel how the vibrations remained switched off. You let out a deep exhale, working against the way the excitement made your muscles want to tighten.

He slightly wiggled the toy as he pushed it further, creating a sensation like it was nuzzling into your pussy. This made you smile as you felt more blood filling into this area. His tactic eased your labia majora apart and you started to feel pressure around your entrance. He kept working the toy smoothly from side-to-side.

You let your eyes shut, trying to maintain your baseline. He continued to tease the toy here, your wetness starting to coat the silicone as he did the opposite of rushing you.

It was a gradual penetration, your cunt given ample time to adjust throughout. Your walls affixed to the egg-shaped toy, holding it firm.

There was an exterior appendage, like a tail from the base of the toy. It was thinner, making it poseable. He followed the natural curve of your cunt with it. At the end of this length was another smaller bulb, which would carry the vibrations too. He got this lined up with your clitoris, your labia keeping it in place.

He backed away a step, surveying what he had done as you held this position. The only thing he had in his hands now was the vibrators remote, but he refrained from pushing any of the buttons.

“I thought we would do a different position for this rim job.” He said.

You smiled as you watched him walk along his side of the bed. “Consider me intrigued.”

He climbed on at the head of the bed, placing his butt just in front of where the pillows always laid. You turned around for a better view as he was leaning back and stretching his legs out.

He pointed to the space between his thighs as you were trying to wrap your head around how all of this would work with him facing up. “You go there.” You furrowed your brow but you began moving into this area all the same. “Don’t worry, I’ll do this…” He scooted his ass forward a little as he changed the angle of his pelvis and lifted his knees. “Daddy will make sure you still have plenty to eat.”

“You’ll be comfortable like this?” You asked.

“I don’t see why not.” He said. “Will you?”

You got your chest down to the mattress, trying to strategize the best way to settle your weight. “I’ll let you know if I’m not.” As you got the rest of your body lowered, you couldn’t help noticing what was now at your eye-level. “And what are the rules around what I can and can’t do with my hands as I’m eating?”

“There are no rules.” He said.

You trailed your fingertips along his inner-thigh. “That’s good to know.” You put your other hand to the spot just beneath where the word mammamia was permanently inked on his skin.

“For both of us.” He said.

You got your face closer, breathing in this primal and entirely unique scent as your fingers kept exploring across his skin. Your eyes took notice of the distance between his sac and asshole. Then you sized up the hole itself, wondering how tight or relaxed it currently was.

You started with a lick, your tongue running along the line of his crack. You finished by tilting your head off to the right, giving his cheek a gentle bite. His breathing hitched at this and you were already starting the next lick.

You collected more of this inoffensive taste as you continued to drag your tongue up this crevice, barely pausing at the hole. At the same time you wrapped your fingers loosely around his erection. You could feel how it had reached full firmness by now.

You transitioned to applying just the tip of your tongue to his asshole. You fluttered your tongue here as you relocated your unoccupied hand to his ass. You used this to spread him a little as you pushed your face in more.

With the aid of your hand, you used your tongue to work his hole open. You could feel it relaxing thanks to your thorough treatment. This was in contrast to the way all of the blood in his cock kept making it tenser.

You got your tongue inside, bringing your lips to his skin as well. You ran your tongue along this textured and receptive skin, figuring out what you could reach.

“Fuck, thart’s good, kitten. That’s really, very good.” He said through some shaky breaths.

You quivered, feeling a different kind of energy come into your body when you felt him turn the vibrations on. You had stopped noticing the light pressure in your cunt and on your clit until that point. It wasn’t set to an intense level yet, but the sensation was enough to clear your mind and you held onto his dick with a steadier grip.

“You would tell me if you were struggling to breathe down there, or just struggling in general, right?” He asked.

You didn’t want to part from his ass to respond. Instead you released his cock so that you could lift this hand higher, to what was hopefully his eye-level. You curled your fingers while jutting your thumb up into the air.

He let out a relieved sigh. “Okay, fantastic.”

You blindly reached around, trying to get back to his cock. At the same time he was dialling the vibrations up, the supernatural tempo becoming more persistent. The fire in your abdomen grew in response.

You got your hand around his cock again. Now you explored his length, stroking up then moving down, almost to the base. His next inhale was marked with a wordless whine as you guided your hand toward his head again. You moved slowly, just getting comfortable in this range of motion. You confirmed to yourself that this unusual angle wasn’t going to impede you, you could maintain this.

So you began to pick up speed, gaining confidence. He chose to increase the vibrations and the building intensity was delicious. You rubbed his cock with consistency, setting into a tempo that you heard made his breath come in faster, shallower.

“Cazzo…” He strained to say, his tone higher than before,

You followed the pleasure deeper, invigorated by the results you had regained thus far. You tensed your tongue and started to bob your head. You went back-and-forth in his hole, not quite as fast as you were jerking your hand. But it was fast enough to earn little cries from him.

It also inspired him to turn your toy to a higher frequency. It almost intimidated you, all of that relentless stimulation. You started to grind a little, needing to use some of this powerful energy, which was only going to gain more power, you knew.

“Oh, my toy…” He moaned. “You’re the best, you’re just the best, hu…” Then he trailed off into a happy hum.

You worked your hand faster on his cock, feeling the trembling start in different spots of his body. Within his hole, you curled your tongue, pressing into a new, squishy spot. All of your senses dedicated to his pleasure: the signs that you were getting made you confident that you would be able to secure his climax.

The vibrations inflicted on your pussy changed, thanks to him selecting one of the preset patterns. The intensity you had been coping with eased off, this part of the cycle felt close to nothing. Then, rather rapidly, its strength climbed up. It felt even more powerful than what you had been subjected to earlier. Your heart launched itself higher in your chest as the height of this cycle continued.

A moan was swelling up in your throat as you started to wonder if this would end. Then it did and you released an exhale around your moving tongue.

But your nerves were lit up now and you knew these sensitivities wouldn’t have the chance to settle back. You continued to work your hips, indulging the beginning of a climb that had a set destination.

But you didn’t let all of these delights distract you from your efforts. You built his pleasure in tandem with your own. You were too determined to let up with either your tongue or hand.

“Fuck, fuck, that’s it, baby. That’s… unh…” He loudly celebrated. “Oh, I’m seein’ stars. Fuck! Fuh…”

To his sounds, you felt everything in you crying out to burst and stop trying to hold it all together. The intense high wanted to entirely overwhelm you. You kept forgetting to take a breath and the grinding of your hips grew jerkier, even less coordinated.

“You’re gonna make me fuckin’ come.” He whined.

As your hips crashed down, you were instantly stunned and the release was upon you straight away. It tore free from your core, a power nothing could stand up to. You forgot to bob your head as your jaw fell slack.

The dreamy afterglow didn’t come at once. As you shuddered, you frayed even further with the vibrations still playing through the cycle.

He pushed his ass firmer on you, helping you to refocus a little. You worked your tongue as your hand continued at that almost automatic tempo.

You felt the moisture on his dick as you stroked faster. You got reckless, hoping to make him feel as frenetic as you currently were. You didn’t feel the strain from this effort, just enjoying how his noises were filling every second.

His hole twitched around your tongue and you could feel quivers through the other parts of his body that touched you. His control was gone, the same as yours.

“Oh, oh, ohhhh…uh, unh!” His loudest whimper yet, it was almost a shout.

Then you felt the droplets of cum hitting your fingers. His length became coated as you continued to stroke, moving a little slower. You removed your tongue from his ass and pulled back, still struggling for any kind of composure while those vibrations raced through more cycles.

“Oh my fucking God.” He gasped, letting his body slump.

The stream from his tip had run out. You couldn’t relax the same as him. You gradually released his cock as you started to move. You were shuddering all over as you climbed up his body.

You snatched the tiny remote out of his hand. With his eyes shut, he didn’t notice anything you were doing and you didn’t wait for this to change. You pressed the button and finally stopped the vibrations.

You let out a deep sigh, starting to feel relief again. You all but collapsed onto the bed next to him, keeping your legs far apart. Your fingers were immediately slippery as you started to extract the toy, But you were still able to get it free, liberating your overly-sensitive pussy from any further pressure. Now you could close your eyes and relax too.

“Did you like those sounds I made for you, toy?” He asked.

You smiled. “Mmn, yes. It sounded really spectacular.”

“And that’s exactly how it felt. You’re so, so, so good at that.” He said, draping an arm across your tummy. “I trust you with my hole.”

You were nodding as you opened your eyes to look at him. Then the urge to laugh came upon you and you couldn’t get your hand up to cover your mouth fast enough. He retracted his arm a little, furrowing his brow.

“I’m sorry.” You said, struggling to bring your chuckling to an end. “I know what you’re saying and I appreciate the sentiment so much. But the actual statement- that’s so unromantic and not sweet.”

“Wow. Thanks, thanks a lot.” He sarcastically replied.

“I’m sorry, babe.” You said, laughing less. You rolled over, making moves to place yourself on top of him. “I’m really sorry.” He allowed you to cover his face in quick kisses. “I’m sorry, please forgive me. Because I’m so grateful for your trust, so fucking grateful.”

He eased your hair back, clearing the way so he could cup your cheeks. He had started to smile a little. “I know you are.”

“So, you still love me?” You asked, batting your eyelashes at him.

“Forever.” He said before giving you a kiss. “I just realised, we've already packed your menu and the special robe.”

Now you ran your fingers over the side of his face as you gazed at him. “It’s okay, I know what I want for aftercare, and it’s literally this: cuddling and talking.”

“That’s a flawless plan.” He said. He secured his arms tighter around you, then rolled onto his side and placed you on the bed in front of him. He stroked your hair as you settled into this position, winding your arms around him. “Speaking of packing: you weren’t gonna bring your tail with us?”

You paused to stifle a yawn. “I guess not, I hadn’t thought of it. Do you want me to bring it?”

“Yeah, I think I do.” He said. “A cute kitten deserves her cute tail. And it could prove useful in different ways.”

You tightened your arms around him, bringing him closer. “Alright, I’ll pack it just as soon as I’m finished with this cuddle.”

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abubblingcandle · 5 months ago

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So now I've nearly finished the end of year gift fics (oops) and my mind is getting flitty again I thought it was time for another poll to see what I should work on

How this works is for each vote the fic gets I add an additional 200 words to that WIP and the highest vote fics will be my imminent priorities. Summaries of the fics are below the cut

Other Doors - a continuation of my Ted Lasso Being Human AU with ghost!Roy, werewolf!Jamie, vampire!Keeley. Jamie and Keeley promised to help Roy learn how to ghost and they recruit Jamie's "friends" Ted and Beard to help. Just a lot of Ted and Beard teaching Roy different ghost skills as he comes to terms with his new life

There's No Place Like Home - chapter 4 is where Jamie properly starts to spiral, fall into a dissociative pit and realise that he needs help to get out from under his dad's thumb and rebuild his life

Every Time We Touch - chapter 5 is where Roy starts to see cracks in Jamie's walls and they go back to Jamie's house to get some more supplies, only to find an unpleasant surprise

A Treatment Room Doors Moment - chapter 7 is where Jamie tries to settle into life at Man City with his new promise with Roy, Roy needs to find something to do now he's officially retired and maybe both of these problems could be fixed with the same action

The Lost City - chapter 3 is where Jamie gets his punishment for losing the game, the boys have breakfast and start to realise that maybe they don't want this to just be a casual thing

Lemon to a Knife Fight - chapter 2 is where Jamie tries to make a break for freedom and he starts to work out what the ransom was and why he was kidnapped

When You Get What You Want (but not what you need) - chapter 4 is where Sam finally finds out what Roy and Keeley said to Jamie and Jamie gets introduced to vicious Sam (Jamie likes vicious Sam)

#candle writes #ted lasso fanfic #jamie tartt #roy kent #sam obisanya #keeley jones #ted lasso #coach beard #ltakf tag #wygwyw tag #the lost city tag #royjamie #royjamiekeeley #being human au tag #tnplh tag #cuddlepollen tag #atrdm tag

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starrysilvalley · 10 months ago

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🌟(Ideal) Update Day: Sunday🌟

I've finally started releasing the chapters of Spectrum: Book 1 on Ao3! It is currently only viewable for Ao3 members, but I will post the chapters in their own separate post on Tumblr. That way people have the option to view it on either or if they so desire.

✨Heads Up✨

I am a full time college student and am currently in my junior year. While I’d like to remain consistent in posting, I have a life outside of my projects. My school ultimately takes priority while this is more of a fun passion project to keep me in the practice of writing fiction alongside my academic papers. I don't want to spoil my enjoyment of this project by putting extra pressure on myself. Art will come when I make it, as will the updates, although my goal is to update on Sundays.

🔻Ao3 Details below 🔻

🌟Archive of Our Own: Current Tags and Summary🌟

Chapters: 1/?

Fandom: Pocket Monsters: Black & White | Pokemon Black and White Versions, Pocket Monsters: Scarlet & Violet | Pokemon Scarlet & Violet Versions, Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Main Video Game Series), Pocket Monsters: Black 2 & White 2 | Pokemon Black 2 & White 2 Versions

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Kudari | Emmet, Original Characters, Original Child Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Reshiram (Pokemon), Zekrom (Pokemon), Lepardas | Liepard, Choroneko | Purrloin, Chillarmy | Minccino, Original Non-Human Character(s)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Dystopia, Dystopia, Artificial Intelligence, Cyberpunk, Alternate Universe - Future, Future Fic, Fluff and Angst, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Pokemon Scarlet & Violet Spoilers, Pokemon Black & White Spoilers, Pokemon Legends: Arceus Spoilers, Found Family, Inspired by 1984 - George Orwell, Inspired by I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream - Harlan Ellison, Rating: PG13

Summary:

Despite its name, New Unova is a mere shadow of the glory it once had— the problem is, no one can see it. No one can unless they experienced the idle conspiracies and injustices firsthand. When the kick-off of the annual Pokémon League Gym Tournament is disrupted by a resistance group sworn to return Unova to its foundation of truth and idealism, thirteen-year-old Una learns two truths: she is apart of a much greater plan for New Unova, and her guardian is not invincible.

Shaken by the discovery of a newfound gift and the near loss of her guardian, Emmet, Una decides the time has come to see all that New Unova has to offer with her own eyes and seek out the answers her guardians can’t provide. Yet her re-entrance into the society of New Unova comes with those who wish to use or abuse her gift for their own ends. The world is not as black and white as it once seemed, and Una must learn to navigate the darker shades of gray before they swallow her and what she holds dear whole.

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ladytauria · 7 months ago

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wip priority list

the sweetness of honey — JayTim. Reverse Robins. AOB. After Jason is captured and given to Tim as a gift, he goes into heat. Tim claims him as his mate… and now the two have to figure out how to navigate their lives together in between secrets, family drama, and their own insecurities.

teenage fantasies — JayTim. Canon ‘verse. Twin fics exploring two separate teen fantasies of Jason & Tim’s. The first fic is done, the second I… have technically started but scrapped everything for. It deals with Jason fantasizing about Wonder Woman, and the lasso of truth… and their homemade recreation using modified truth pollen & rope.

honey, cardamom, and coffee — JayTimJay. I haven’t actually decided on an order for that title yet but it will feature some combination of those 3 things. Sequel to smoke, cloves, and honey, in which Omega Jason from the alternate universe brings Alpha Jason over to stay with him & his mate. I have some things written but no coherent plot yet.

vampire dick sequel — RobinPile, with a spotlight on DickSteph. The second step in Dick’s plan to make all of the Robins his own.

dom!omega ‘verse — JayTim. I have more plans for this universe—starting with the next fic, where they officially start courting ;) Yeah, they’re doing things a bit out of order but that’s alright. I have a loose plot but no writing yet~

misc prompt fics — There are a few specific prompts that I have a lot written for I’ll be prioritizing first, including a JayTimSteph & Jaycest prompt, but any prompt will be fair game.

bonus: brujay first heat; brujay soothing voice; dicktim sex ed; and jaytim wingfic sequel.

i made one of these last year too but i made the choice to focus on events (ship/character weeks & a zine) instead.

the self-imposed rules of the list are: i will pick a handful of my wips to make a priority, which means these are the fics i want to focus on. i can work on any wip i want, on the list or not, but on days idk what to write, these are the ones i’ll do. and the list will be updated as i (hopefully) finish wips or if i reach an impasse.

the list is numbered but there is actually no particular order to them; i just like them that way for random rolling purposes… which is also why i kept it to 6 bc yeah, random number generators are great but i love dice shsjdj

#✨#wip priority list #tauriawritesfanfic #feel free to ask for updates or more info for the items on the list if u want #fingers crossed i’ll do better with my list this year shsjdj #i DO also want to work on the fics from last year’s list but iirc one in particular was giving me trouble so i’m letting it rest for now

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dreadfutures · 1 year ago

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Fan Work Friday

Rules: If you’re tagged, MAKE A NEW POST to showcase ONE fanartist and/or fanfic for any fandom you recommend (with links). Then tag someone to give their recs next! Don’t forget to reblog the rec you were tagged in, and include these rules! :) If you have more than one person to highlight, consider spreading it out!

Bonus: Choose works by people you aren’t super tight with, or choose older works that maybe haven’t gotten some love in a while. :)

This summer I think I’m going to highlight my favorite writers and artists who delve into either the wider world of Thedas than just the Ferelden/Orlais we see in the games, and the writers who I believe capture Solas the best.

Today: some of the latter.

DOUBLE THREAT: @beaubashley | beaubashley (AO3)

Art and writing - beaubashley has it all. Here are some of my favorite works Beau's produced, but please make sure to check it all out. Beau's been absent for about a year but their works are timeless!

FIC: The Taming of Fen'Harel

Six years after the events of the Exalted Council, Fen’Harel and his forces are about to turn the tide in the war for Thedas. Unbeknownst to him, ex-Inquisitor Savh’vuni Lavellan has other plans in mind. Never in his wildest dreams did Solas expect a vacation to be at the top of her list of priorities, but now that Savh’vuni has him where she wants him, he’s faced with an impossible decision.

A post-trespasser Road Trip AU. ROAD TRIP AU, you heard me! Incredibly emotional, with tension and palpable love in every detail, and illustrated with Beau's beautiful chapter pieces, I need everyone to read The Taming of Fen'Harel.

I was reading this as it was published chapter by chapter, and I read every update INSTANTLY, I was so hooked.

FIC: Even Dead Gods can Dream

When we all fall asleep, where do we go?

If there ever was a genre of fic made especially for me it's this one. Angsty and depressing and beautiful and imaginative. What a gift. I wasn't lying when I told Beau I'd be rereading this many times over to bask in the mood and the imagery and the pacing.

when we fall asleep where do we go? absolutely a Billie Eilish mood but it makes me think, and this whole story makes me think, of As I Lay Dying:

"In a strange room you must empty yourself for sleep. And before you are emptied for sleep, what are you. And when you are emptied for sleep, what are you. And when you are emptied for sleep you are not. And when you are filled with sleep, you never were. I don't know what I am. I don't know if I am or not. [...] Beyond the unlamped wall I can hear the rain shaping the wagon that is ours, the load that is no longer theirs that felled and sawed it nor yet theirs that bought it and which is not ours either, lie on our wagon though it does, since only the wind and the rain shape it only to Jewel and me, that are not asleep. [...] And then I must be, or I could not empty myself for sleep in a strange room. And so if I am not emptied yet, I am is.

How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home."

Tagging people from my recent notes: share your favs, no matter the fandom!

@thebookworm0001 | @pickelda | @bishicat | @broodsys | @imasithduh

@ghostwise | @shift-shaping | @outerspacekake | @threeletterepithet | @quitefair

#dragon age fanfic #solavellan #solas #dragon age #fan work friday #long post

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corazondebeskar-reads · 1 year ago

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march fic madness rec list

TYSM to @the-blind-assassin-12 for this absolutely awesome idea of reccing 63 fics over 31 days as a "march madness" for fic engagement!

based on these challenge guidelines, I'll update this list with my recs as the month goes on.

dividers by @saradika-graphics

key:

💀 dead dove | 🏴 dark | ⛓ bdsm | 💕 fluff

note: these are in order that I read and reblogged; the number is not a ranking of any other sort

"a kindness you can't afford" by @joelscruff 🏴 (dark!Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: there are no limits to how or when joel plays with his special girl.

2. "sweet days of summer" by @ozarkthedog (Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: you and joel sneak away for a quick fuck during a family outing.

3. the gift of your grave by @gasolinerainbowpuddles (Dave York x Frankie Morales)

summary: Max has elbowed his way into a prestigious, high paying corporate career, and he enjoys the luxuries it offers – primarily, doing what he wants, getting what he wants, and never wavering from making himself the top priority. Enter Frankie, the contracted corporate pilot who’s on the upswing after a long line of struggles and mistakes. When his recovery is compromised, will Max give in to the desire to put someone else first? Will Frankie allow himself to believe he’s worthy of being put first?

4. "between two lungs" by @ozarkthedog (Joel Miller x f!reader x Tess Servopolous)

summary: you join Joel and Tess mid fuck.

5. "Swelter" by @notjustjavierpena (Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: You have a crush on Sarah’s father. It is summer, it is hot, and you just want a cold drink.

6. "you wanted this" series (ongoing) by @alwaysmicado (Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: Joel and you have a fun dynamic going. You provoke him, he punishes you - you both get off. When you meet him after you’ve fucked someone else, he decides to show you who you belong to. It’s all fun and games, right?

7. "smother" series (ongoing) by @beardedjoel 🏴⛓(dark!Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: can you hold a man as both your savior to be worshipped and the monster that he is?

8. the dress series (complete) by @janaispunk ⛓ (Dave York x f!reader)

summary: You’re having an affair with Dave York. When he takes you on a week-long vacation, you realize that you have deeper feelings for him than you should.

9. "Enjoy the Silence" by @strang3lov3 (Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: You trespass into Joel’s house in search of some peace and quiet so you can get yourself off. Joel catches you in his bed in a compromising position.

10. "glory o" by @milla-frenchy (Javi P. x f!reader x Steve Murphy)

summary: you work in a brothel, and two guys want to try something new

11. "fine art" by @lincolndjarin 🏴(dark!Javi G. x f!reader)

summary : you were an up and coming actress, javi is your biggest fan, he’d do anything to have meet you.

12. "the end of the world" by @studioghibelli (Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: you had a strict relationship with joel that stuck to the rules. fuck, leave, repeat. it was only a matter of time until feelings were dragged into the mix. when joel leaves at the first sign of love, you’re left wondering what you had done wrong.

13. "run rabbit" by @mermaidgirl30 🏴⛓(Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: At the beginning of every month, you meet Joel to play a little game of hide and seek at the abandoned mansion near Jackson. It’s not just any game of hide and seek though. It’s dark and it’s twisted. If he catches you, he gets to do whatever he wants with you.

14. "All The Fear and The Fire of The End of The World" by @criticallyacclaimedstranger (Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: Joel has told Ellie about what happened in Salt Lake City, and she is livid with him. Seeking comfort with you, Joel however finds you in the grips of a nasty flu, and has to put his own needs aside to nurse you.

15. "men like me" series (ongoing?) by @lokischocolatefountain 🏴⛓ (Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: Joel’s warnings about what men like him would do to girls like you only makes you want him more

16. "seasons of you (year 1 - spring)" by @kedsandtubesocks (Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: it’s your very first spring living in the valley & you’re very sure Joel Miller already wants you leave

17. dress up joel series (ongoing) by @covetyou (Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: when a mysterious stranger breaks into your house, and keeps breaking into your house, he gives you the fright, and the ride, of your life. Welcome to your seasonal encounters with one Mr. Joel Miller.

18. "savior" by @ozarkthedog (Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: joel saves you from a crooked qz guard and you want to thank him properly aka joel fucks you in an alley.

19. "sweet release" by @cavillscurls ⛓ (Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: the aftermath of finishing without joel’s permission.

20. "over the edge" by @ilovepedro ⛓ (Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: Joel agonizingly taunts you before pushing you over the edge.

21. "confines" by @gutsby 🏴⛓ (dark!Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: dark!Joel explaining to you how reader-proofed the bunker, because you're his now and he's never ever letting you go.

22. "sir" by @honeyedmiller (Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: ceo!joel miller x f!reader drabble

23. "touch" by @morallyinept (Joel Miller x f!reader)

summary: Inspired by that GIF. You know the one. Yeah. Nuff’ said.

#toni's fic recs #marchficmadness24 #joel miller x reader

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cerysdelaney · 1 year ago

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Hii, good evening!! I absolutely adore your works btw, you are a magnificent author!! You’ve sparked my interest in reading again and I just wanna say thank you so much from the bottom of my heart!!! 💙 I was also wondy, and I apologize if you hear this a lot, but do you plan on continuing/finishing your toriel story on ao3? I saw it went somewhat viral recently on twitter and I LOVED IT, the detail, the way you made both characters feel so real and I especially love how you made toriel feel the exact same as she does in the game!! I’d hate to see such a work go unfinished, I’m even willing to pay for it to be done I love it so much 😭😭 hope this message reaches you in good health, lots of love!!

I sparked your interest in reading again… damn, that’s the highest compliment anyone can ever give an author. I am honored. Truly. Thank you.

Do you have a link to the Twitter post that has brought an influx of so much love to Toritale? I may rejoin Twitter just to thank them for all this love.

I’m really glad ya’ll love this story, but I am working on two commissions (and am late finishing them to boot. So they gotta take priority).

However, if you and this Twitter crew of people wanna give a one-time donation to my Kofi or subscribe for $5/month (and get some exclusive access to some writings on Kofi as a gift for subscribing), write “Toritale” in your comment when you do and I’ll keep a running log. Once Toritale hits $500 in donations and/or subscriptions, it’ll be on the same tier as my other commissions and I’ll finish it.

Thank you again for the Toritale love. And for everyone wondering what fic is this:

Toritale: Toriel x Reader (F/F) Undertale

What if... what if you stayed?

What if Toriel is everything you ever wanted? What if she would be enough?

What if you made the Ruins your HOME?

This AU is warm and fuzzy. It's going to be full of great cooking, corny jokes, sex, heat cycles, breeding, pregnancy, and wonderfully curious hybrid children running all over the Ruins. With time, the sound of children playing catches the ear of those on the other side of the door...

Can love save the underground? Maybe, just maybe, it can.

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If you want light, with a ridiculous amount of happiness, a little drama, and gratuitous amounts of enthusiastic, consensual sex... WELCOME HOME!

Reader does have a back story (it's kinda dark), because I love a good healing story. She also has athletic tendencies, but only because I LOVE contrasting beautiful body types. Toriel is the most gorgeously, curvaceous woman in all of the underground. This fic is meant to celebrate all women - and the varieties that we come in - and womanhood itself with all the love, strength, and wisdom that comes with it. I hope you enjoy.

#cerys writes #ask #my writing #Toritale #I have been blown away by the sudden love this fic has gotten in the last day #F|F #Toriel x Reader #undertail #love is healing

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ladyofcrowsandcoffee · 5 months ago

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I saw this: "reblog if you want your followers to ask you anything they're curious about"! You're so cool, I am curious about many things. How about, I would be interested in you to share the creative projects you're working on now if you wanted to share.

I'm drowning in wips rn my main WIP is editing some filming I did for two cosplays Gwen Bouchard and Gerry Keay over the last couple of days. As I'm trying to launch something off the ground. Those should be edited by the end of tonight.

Most my art Wips I can't share yet but my top priorities are

Isa in lingerie

Finishing my Rolan piece I started in June to test a new art project that spiraled into a larger idea

A 2-3 piece set called Mothimer

Cat Isa getting carried by the scruff

Writing wise I've got some dragon age drabbles in the editing queue. Two Magnus archives fics in development ones going to be a gift for a friend with an ultra rare ship. The usual bg3 pieces but I plan on showing snippets from my poll game first.

#asks #rambling about my creative stuff #I'm still unsure if tumblr will see the cosplays as I feel like I'm going to be hunted for sported for them #editing is driving me crazy

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miriamladyvoid · 9 months ago

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Upcoming fics...☕︎

Voting is over! Thank you all for participating and voting! ) 294 votes? I didn't expect so many votes :0)

So there we have our winner: Always an angel, never god. (I'm surprised Malleus didn't win)

So the order of work and publication will be like this:

1.-Always an angel, never god.

2.-My favorites.

3.-Crow and Baby Bird.

(These three will be the highest priority of work) Those below will have a slower publication rate:

4.-Midnight Talks.

5.-Honest Contract.

6.-Did you look back?.

7.-A gift for a Henchman.

8.-Did I make the right decision?.

9.-The Ace Up Your Sleeve.

Although it is slow cooking to create and do this creative process in writing my fics for the first time, I will leave you a little glimpse of what (could) be each fic (this is subject to change so don't get too excited, the final product may be the same or very different from this draft):

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Did I make the right decision?

-"It is strange to see such a vulgar flower among the thorns, isn't it?" the noblewoman murmured with false sweetness. Each word was a cut, a reminder that her choice to join Malleus was not only an act of love, but also a declaration that defied centuries of tradition. Will this be the price she must pay for having dared to love a king?".

The Crow and Baby Bird

-"She moved through the corridors like a restless little bird, exploring every corner with the same energy with which sparrows jump between the branches. There was something so intrepid, so alive in her spirit, that made him wonder to what extent he could control that flight. Because, in the end, he was both her protector and her jailer".

The Ace Up Your Sleeve

-"It was at that moment when Ace knew he was lost. No matter how many tricks he had up his sleeve, there was no card that could beat the one she had just played: the truth hidden in her eyes and in that smile that made his own game wobble".

Midnight Talks

-"Her laughter was so soft, like the echo of a chime in the distance. Every time she came closer, he felt a tug at his heart, a reminder that even though eternity had condemned him to watch the ages pass, he could not allow himself to cling to someone who was as fleeting as a star".

Honest Contract

-"Deep in his heart, he had always feared the truth as much as the waves that lashed his home: relentless, eternal, and with nowhere to hide. This contract had no deception, no clever twists, no little tricks hidden between the words. There was no safety net to protect his heart".

My favorites

-"In the end, perhaps, it's not about her having just one favorite, but about how, together, they become a mosaic of unforgettable moments that make her feel that, in the midst of all the chaos, she found her little piece of heaven".

Always an angel, never a god

-"Sometimes, she felt as if her heart were a dying star, flickering weakly in the vast darkness of the sky. Always present, but barely noticeable among so many other, brighter lights, beautiful in its light, but always seeming to be just a heartbeat away from going out".

Did you look back?

-"Time became a stagnant river between them, a reflection of the Lethe that made them forget everything except the comfort they found in each other. But the possibility of their departure feels like a distant echo of an ancient myth. It was a thin golden thread, a lyre string that threatened to break."

A gift for a Henchman

-"Having a henchman meant more than just having fun or getting into trouble together. It meant having a special place in someone's heart. And Grim, for the first time, realized that he wanted to be worthy of that place, too".

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(that's what I have in draft).With this little glimpse, do you feel more interested? Which one interested you the most? Well, you'll find out very soon! :D So stay tuned!

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pjisskullourful · 2 years ago

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ℕ𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕪 𝕃𝕚𝕤𝕥

𝕘𝕒𝕪 𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 [dec,2023] [the complete series]

🎄Damiano × Ethan × reader

NSFW🔥 festive filthiness

° Damiano David/Ethan Torchio/female reader insert ✨ cameos by: Thomas Raggi & Victoria De Angelis

° all you want for christmas is some alone time with your boyfriends

wordcount::: 4,876

° merry christmas ya filthy animals. this is lore's fault (@lifeofa-fangirl ) 💋 thanks for encouraging me past my bedtime [requests are open! but commissions are priority! there are 2 fics currently in cue, secure your own spot here!]

° i own none of the lyrics included!

“Aw, I wanna sit on Santa's lap.” You said with an exaggerated pout.

You were watching one of your boyfriends getting ready to film a TikTok, they were making some silly content for social media. Selling the new album, that was the goal. And given the time of year, a Christmas theme seemed like the smartest thing to do. You weren’t sure who had come up with this concept, but it had been agreed for Ethan to play the role of Santa - more specifically, taking on the job of a mall Santa. The other three band members would take turns sitting on his lap, asking for a gift. At the end, it would reveal to be the new album and they would act ecstatically happy.

An assistant had rushed out, buying the best hat and fake beard options available. There was a bit of time before they had to be dressed and fully ready for the stage here in Tokyo, so the makeshift set had been prepared. Paz (the lead social media coordinator) was calling the shots, mobile phone in hand, like always.

You weren’t sure how fond you were of this fake, white beard, mostly due to how much of Ethan’s gorgeous face it hid. But you couldn’t help putting your own dirty spin on this scenario. You pictured sitting on his lap and telling him all the things you wanted him to do to you, once everybody but Damiano was gone.

You wondered what you could say that would make Ethan squirm in his seat. Could you turn his cheeks as red as that polyester hat if you reminded him (in great detail) of the Christmas-themed debauchery the three of you had gotten up to in the past? You could talk about that time in December when you had gifted him new bundles of shibari rope in the festive colours of red and green. He had taught you a few different ties, using Damiano to practise, until he was immobilised, then you had worked together to completely overstimulate him. Or maybe Ethan would like to reminisce on the glass, candy cane-shaped dildo your boyfriends had gifted you one Christmas, which you had later used on yourself while video calling them.

These were all wonderful, festive memories for you. But they needed to be kept to yourself for the moment.

“Do you want us to say anything specific?” Damiano asked Paz.

“Nope. We're going to put music over the top of it, some Christmas song.” She said. “You can say whatever you want, you can literally talk to him in Simlish if you want.”

Ethan's eyes lit up at that, and you didn't need to see his mouth to know that he was smiling. “Wetzbow.”

And Damiano instantly replied with a word from the video game's fake language. “Hooba noobie.”

“Are you gonna be holding your cup of tea in the video?” Thomas asked.

“If he wants to.” She said, overruling everyone else immediately. “You can do what you like, anything but shoving your tongue in his ear.”

Damiano groaned dramatically. “Now that's all I wanna do.”

“On your own time, Dam.” Thomas said.

You stood off to the sidelines, out of the camera's view, not wanting to get in the way of their filming. It was very cute to watch, all four of them overacting and Ethan attempting to not fuss with his beard while Paz was filming.

You couldn't hold back your giggles when he was directed to give the camera a cheesy wink to close the video out. It didn’t look like it was coming naturally to him, instead it looked as if he was putting a lot of effort into completing the simple gesture. Was he overdoing it because he feared that otherwise the camera wouldn’t pick it up?

“What are you laughing about?” Damiano asked, the three of them were perched on the chair around Ethan, holding the record sleeves up for the camera to see.

“Yeah, who fucked up?” Victoria asked.

“No, no, there was no fuck up. I’m just- it’s nothing, ignore me.” You said, trying to stifle any further giggles. “Great winking, bubba. You’re really doing a great job.”

“Thank you?” Ethan said it as a question, his brow furrowed and you covered your lips with your hand.

“Alright, let’s give the ending another take and I’m gonna try to get a smooth zoom in on that wink.” Paz said, refocusing everyone. “Are we ready? Let’s go, lots of energy ‘cause you just got the best Christmas gift known to man.”

You bowed your head and turned around as subtly as possible, so as to not disrupt this take. You kept your amusement over him winking like an alien just introduced to the concept to yourself. You could laugh about it with him later.

*** *** ***

You had long since ceased thinking about Santa, in any shape or form. Now that you were back at the hotel after Måneskin's show, your mind was only on relaxing and getting yourself ready for however much sleep you could secure for yourself. You were cuddling up with Ethan in bed.

Damiano was having his last cigarette of the night, out on the room's balcony with a cup of tea (it wouldn't be his last of the night). Ethan was winding down in his own way, scrolling through Reddit on his mobile phone. If he found anything of interest on ‘Out of the Loop', he read them aloud to you.

He got up to use the bathroom, out of the room when Damiano returned inside. You sat up, taking a longer look at your boyfriend.

“Why do you look like you're scheming something?” You asked.

“Me? I look like I’m scheming something?”

“Yes, you do.” You said as he didn’t make any attempt to conceal the cheeky grin on his face.

“I don’t know what I could possibly be scheming.” He said, going over to the table where your backpacks had been dumped upon first arriving back. “Ethan?”

“Bathroom.”

He didn’t try to hide what he was doing and you watched him opening his own bag, pulling a bright red hat out. You identified it as a Santa hat before he was swiftly folding it up and depositing it into the pocket of the baggy pants he wore. You narrowed your eyes, unable to figure out what his goal was.

“Are you sure-?”

The bathroom door made a little click as it opened and he moved over, going to Ethan’s bag instead. You dropped the rest of your question, wanting to see how this played out.

“Do you have any gum, babe?” He asked Ethan.

He walked over, helping Damiano go through his bag. “Gum? Weren't you just having peppermint tea?” Damiano took his hands out of Ethan's bag, seemingly satisfied that Ethan was distracted enough. While Ethan was looking through the contents, Damiano's hand went into his pocket. “Did you not get enough peppermint, or-?”

Ethan was startled into silence when Damiano brought the Santa hat down onto his head. Damiano pulled it down, the white trim resting above Ethan's eyebrows. He narrowed his eyes, looking at Damiano, clueless. You began to giggle even though you still didn't know what he was planning.

“Was this ever about gum?” Ethan asked.

Damiano put an arm around his shoulders and gave him a tap on the nose. “No, it's about you being the cutest Santa in the world. Look. And we should get to enjoy it for longer, more than a stupid TikTok.”

“Okay.” Ethan relented, knowing better than to resist when Damiano was in a playful mood. “Enjoy it, then. What do you want me to do? Is there a certain pose that you are really needing to see me do?”

“You just do whatever pose feels natural for you, bubba.” You said. “Make the character your own.”

“Actually. Come with me.” Damiano said, taking Ethan's hand and leading him over to one of the armchairs. “Sit down, because this is more about me doing a pose for you.”

“Oh?” Ethan sounded intrigued.

You moved towards the end of the bed, also thoroughly intrigued and not wanting to miss anything. Ethan sat down in the seat and fussed a little with the hat, getting the pom-pom to the right spot.

Damiano plucked his phone out of his pocket and threw it towards you. “Help me out, sweet thing.”

You unlocked the screen - you knew the passcodes to all of their devices. His phone opened immediately to a website that showed you lyrics. Now you knew what he was up to.

Damiano stood in front of Ethan's knees and Ethan smiled up at him. He started to reach one hand up above his head and sang the beginning of the song.

“Santa baby…” He sang sweetly and bent his knees, lowering himself. “Slip a little sable under the tree…”

Ethan chuckled, his smile growing. “I'm getting a song? Wow, a private performance just ‘cause I put a cheap hat on.”

“Been an awful good girl…” Damiano sang, getting down to the floor as he kept his eyes on Ethan. “Santa baby…” Damiano put his hands to Ethan's knees and pushed them apart. “And hurry down the chimney tonight…” He rolled his body forward, filling this new space and getting closer to Ethan.

He reached out, his fingers brushing across Damiano's cheeks. He was leaning in and it was clear to you that he wanted to kiss, still smiling, entirely invested in Damiano's shenanigans.

But Damiano denied Ethan the kiss. Instead of kissing him, Damiano stood up and began to walk a slow circle around the seat. He continued singing, not needing any musical accompaniment to keep his focus.

He stood behind Ethan and popped his head over one of Ethan's shoulders. “Next year I could be just as good…” He moved over to the opposite shoulder. “If you check off my Christmas list…

“Santa baby…” You saw his hesitant pause and then his eyes darted over to you as he mumbled over the next words. “Ah, huh- wan'...”

“Yacht.” You read, prompting him from the lyrics in front of you.

He nodded and went back to singing loudly, fully confident again. “...a yacht, and really that's not a lot…”

The slip up hadn't taken away from how captivated Ethan appeared, he kept his eyes on Damiano, turning his head so as to not miss anything. Damiano got in front of Ethan again, turning his back. He leaned forward, hands on his knees as he presented his ass to Ethan. As he continued singing, he slowly rocked from one side to the other, wiggling his butt sensually in Ethan's face. Ethan was still smiling, raising his hands, clearly wanting to grab.

“So hurry down the chimney tonight…”

Damiano faced him, putting his hands to the buttons that ran down the front of his shirt, making a show of undoing them. “Santa honey…” He got the shirt off, but looked to you for more guidance.

“One little thing.” You said, letting him get his groove back.

He found his place in the song and kept singing. He held his shirt in both hands and passed it around the back of Ethan's neck. He used this to bring Ethan forward, his head going to Damiano's bare chest, which Ethan didn't resist.

Damiano began to shimmy his shoulders, making Ethan laugh. He put his hands to the other man's back, his words a little muffled. “Oh, it's been so long since I've had a good motorboating.”

“Fill my stocking with a duplex…”***

Damiano put himself in Ethan's lap, facing him as he reached the end of the song, still so full of energy. “Hurry down the chimney tonight…” He put his hands on Ethan's shoulders, leaning in. “Hurry, tonight.”

Before Ethan could compliment this performance, Damiano was kissing him. Damiano put his hand to the back of Ethan's head, making it clear that he wanted more than a peck. You were glad to not need to help with the lyrics anymore, now you could stop looking at the phone and instead concentrate on them. You watched the way Ethan kept his hands on Damiano's back, the two of them sinking into this embrace and it was just as enjoyable to watch as his singing.

“That was really great, Daddy. I loved it.” Ethan said as Damiano continued to hold the shirt taut around the back of his neck. “You definitely got me feeling the Christmas spirit.”

“Christmas spirit?” Damiano repeated. “That's what you're feeling?”

“Yeah.” Ethan said before kissing him again.

He began looking in your direction a little. “Do you know who else could do with a little Christmas spirit?”

Ethan looked at you too. “Hi.”

You got up from the mattress, starting to walk towards them without any real plan of what to do. “Hi.”

“I heard what you said before.” Damiano told you. “You said you wanted to sit in Santa's lap too.”

Ethan smiled at you. “Did you say that?”

“Well, yeah. Everyone else got a turn sitting in your lap. But I would do it differently to them, a little less camera-friendly.” You said.

Damiano got up and moved out of the way. “It's your turn now.”

You went over, your hand resting on Ethan's shoulder as you got closer. “I'm not going to sing to you.”

“That is so fine, you don't need to.” He said, his hands going to your body as soon as you sat down. You faced him, brushing his hair back off of his shoulders. “Not to sound too transactional, but the only thing you need to do is tell me what you want for Christmas.”

You put your hand under his chin, propping his face up as you leaned in. “I want to be on the naughty list.”

“What are you going to do to get there?” He asked quietly, his eyes going down to your mouth.

You put your lips to his, moving your hand up to caress his cheek. You were soon tasting hints of the flavour left behind by Damiano - his cigarette and mint-infused saliva still vaguely present on Ethan’s lip as you rubbed your tongue against it. It was a testament to how deeply your boyfriends had been kissing and you intended to go just as deep.

Upon returning back to the suite, Ethan had stripped down to everything but his underwear. So when you pressed your body against his, you were feeling the heat from his skin through the T-shirt you were wearing. You wrapped an arm around his neck, intending to savour all of the benefits that this closeness brought.

“I hate to interrupt.” Damiano said. “But I just felt the need to share how glad I am that you haven’t decided to start talking in a Santa voice.”

Even as he began to turn away, Ethan kissed you a few more times. “Well the voice wouldn’t make much sense without the beard.” This set you off giggling. “But I might start speaking like him, in that I’ll steal his catchphrase to call you a hoe hoe hoe.”

“Ooh, would you? You know how much I love it when you address me correctly.” Damiano said.

With no further interruptions, you got back to kissing Ethan. As you did this, you began to move your hips, gently rocking. It was a prelude to what you planned to do, a subtle way to check his receptiveness.

He moved his hands beneath the material of your shirt, at the same time as when his tongue slid between your lips. You felt the anticipation swelling up within you as you looked forward to creating a new festive (yet filthy) memory with them.

“This guy hears everything, huh?” You said.

“Santa? I think the lyric is about how he sees everything you do, right?” He asked, a cute crease in his brow.

“No, this guy.” You said and you jabbed your thumb in Damiano’s direction to help add clarity.

“Well I listen when you talk, baby. Because most of the time you’re saying something dirty.” He said and as you looked up at him, Ethan started to kiss across your neck. “I was standing right next to you, you can’t be that surprised over me hearing it.”

“So you heard it, and then you just thought about it all night?” You asked.

“Pretty much. A man in a makeup chair has a lot of time to think.” Damiano said. “You weren’t thinking about it after you said it, making little plans of what you would do if you got the chance?”

“Uh…”

“Answer the question, baby.” Ethan said.

“I was definitely thinking about it when I said it. It wasn't just a passing comment, I had some- you know, images in mind at the time. But I let it go once the hat came off because I figured it wouldn't happen.” You said. “And now I'm making it up as I go along, I didn't plan like you. I'm just letting the Christmas spirit take me wherever.”

“Ah yes, the Christmas spirit.” Damiano said, wiggling his fingers in the air.

Ethan got your attention back by kissing you on the cheek. “Well you're in my lap now, you better make the most of it.”

“Watch me make the most of it.” You said, giving him a kiss.

Then you quickly removed your shirt, his eyes keenly taking in this sight. You put your hands down to your panties, happy to get out of them for him. You stood up, removing the lingerie altogether and turning your back to him.

You made sure to arch your back, sticking your butt out as you lowered yourself down to his lap, facing away from him this time. He wrapped his arms around your middle and gave you some kisses across your shoulder, meanwhile you were reaching your arms out to Damiano.

“You must have gotten yourself worked up while you were making your little plans there, Daddy.” You said.

“Yeah, there were definitely images in my mind, as well- interesting, pleasing, exciting, memorable images.” He said, smiling as he moved in closer.

With him standing in front of you, you unzipped his jeans, reaching in for his briefs. Over the fabric, you began to run your hand up-and-down the length of his dick. He cupped your cheek in his hand, gazing down at you. Ethan continued kissing your skin as Damiano caressed your bottom lip with his thumb. As you were grinding yourself on Ethan, you opened your mouth and took Damiano's thumb between your lips, sucking on it a little.

Behind you, Ethan was making some adjustments. Before too long you were feeling his hot and uncovered dick. You grinded your butt against it, feeling how stiff it already was. He tightened his arm around your middle, more of his body tensing as he let you settle into a rhythm.

You were feeling Damiano getting firmer, so you proceeded to pull his dick free of his underwear. Immediately you wrapped your fingers around his length, working your hand at almost the same rhythm you were rocking on Ethan. You didn’t have to match it perfectly, the look on Damiano’s face told you that he was appreciative of what you were doing.

Wanting more than just sucking his thumb, you emptied your mouth and turned away. You looked at Ethan, bumping your nose against his cheek for his attention. He took his lips off of your shoulder, quickly making himself available for more kisses. You leaned in so close as you claimed his mouth again.

He was moving his body with yours, attaching himself to your energy. As the two of you were tapping into this synergy, you acknowledged that this encounter was no longer about playing roles. The focus wasn’t on the time of year, now it was about enjoying the experience of each other’s bodies. He wasn’t acting as Santa, now he was acting according to his desires.

He got himself lined up, sinking the tip of his cock into your slicked entrance. Now excitement rushed into your body and you broke the kiss before your breath could be wholly taken away.

As Ethan tenderly pushed more of his shaft inside, you changed the way you were handling Damiano’s cock. You looked up at him, beginning to direct him towards your mouth. He sweetly stroked your cheek some more, his eyes were locked on you, not wanting to miss any of what you were doing. The way that he was so captivated by your movements, it was the same way that huge crowd had watched him for the duration of the concert. He was so invested and you planned to show him exactly why you had earned this.

You pressed a kiss to the head, enjoying the beginnings of his taste. You saw his breath coming in quicker as he anticipated what you would do next. You moved your tongue in rings on his tip, letting the sensitivities build. All the while, Ethan was pushing deeper into you. You continued stroking your hand on Damiano’s length, your eyes fluttering shut as you surrendered yourself to this rising passion.

Ethan’s movements were all the more enticing now, steadily massaging you into a heightened state. His hand gripped your side, holding you so securely while his other went to your breast, playing with your firm nipple. As you kept in time with him, he applied kisses to your neck, taking the chance to appreciate every part of you within reach.

You pushed your tongue out over your lower lip before you slid your mouth further down Damiano’s length. His hand went to the top of your head as you took the majority of it between your lips. So as to avoid overwhelming you too soon, he held himself still, the thrusting would come later. You let his head rest against the roof of your mouth as you used your tongue on the underside of his cock. You explored this area, gliding your tongue up-and-down.

When you sucked your cheeks in around his dick, his fingers curled, wrapping around sections of your hair. The swinging of Ethan’s hips got faster, indicating a neediness that hadn’t been present earlier. It saw you moaning on Damiano’s dick as you felt the friction between yours and Ethan’s bodies growing. It introduced tremors into your system and you noticed how his kisses had started to linger, the occasional lick and brief suck added to how he treated your neck.

You changed the angle on Damiano’s dick so that you could take him deeper, directing him to the back of your mouth. He whimpered, his stance altering - you knew him well enough that you could tell he wouldn’t be able to hold himself back much longer.

And you welcomed it. You sought to draw more out of him, taking the head of his cock to the opening of your throat. He gripped your hair tighter.

Then his lust took over and he allowed his hips to twitch forward, plunging him into the tightness of your throat. You felt him throbbing in there.

He sighed out your name. “You’re so ready to use that sweet mouth for naughtiness. I didn’t even have to ask you to put it in your throat.”

He rocked himself back, leaving your throat for the moment. You reset your lips around his dick as he thrust his hips into your face. It wasn’t very quick, and compared to what Ethan was doing, it felt extraordinarily gentle.

He had stopped kissing the side of your neck, now resting his head against yours for support as all of his efforts went into the incessant snapping of his hips. You did your best to keep up with them, meeting the majority of his thrusts. But the power of his movements easily dwarfed yours and it was obvious that he wasn’t going to quit, not while he was so clearly on the path to his climax.

It was enough to just keep moving, to keep your body invested in his momentum as he followed one reckless collision with another. You listened to his numerous failed attempts to catch his breath. Goosebumps sprang up all over your body as the tension swelled up to fever pitch.

You felt how easy it would be to become overwhelmed by the electricity rushing through you. But he beat you to it, capturing his release with one final pound into you.

For the moment it seemed that you could feel every nerve in your system and how fraught they all were. He leaned back, giving you back some of your personal space, his arm loosening around you. He stilled himself after taking his hand off of your breast.

But Damiano was not still, keeping at working his cock between your lips. Ethan stroked your back as you moved your focus, sucking your cheeks in a little harder.

“Well, this sight is better than anything I could have thought up.” Damiano said.

You felt pride blossoming up. There was something in knowing how much you turned him on that added to your own arousal.

It wasn’t as simple or superficial as a compliment. And you were eager to put this energy to use, to ride these dazzling emotions to the next height - where things were going to be even more exciting.

You weren’t sure if Ethan was done recovering yet or not, but you simply couldn’t hold yourself still any longer. You started to build your own pacing, thrusting in his lap again. He didn’t discourage you in any way and you worked yourself on his cock, while still sucking Damiano’s.

He was getting more into his bucking, both of his hands holding your head now. “What do you say, baby?” His tip glided into your throat again. “Do you want a new necklace for Christmas?”

You forced yourself back, taking him out of your mouth. “Uh-uh, I'm gonna swallow it.”

He beamed. “Oh, yes you are.” He pushed his tip between your parted lips and you opened your mouth further for him. “You're so ready to swallow it all.”

You shut your eyes and moved yourself further down his length. His fingers flexed and relaxed, then gripped again on either side of your head. You rutted yourself back into Ethan, striking him consistently.

You could feel the excitement getting out of hand and you were soon chasing for that release. Your walls gripped tight to Ethan's cock and the sensitivities swam through your body, ready to overwhelm you with each hungry thrust.

On his next rock forward, Damiano delivered his dick back into your throat. You couldn't control the spasming this prompted, but you also weren't bothered by it as your focus secured on your own experience. You were diving over the edge and capturing your orgasm, trembling wildly between your boyfriends.

With drool spilling down your chin, you began to come back to reality. You looked up at Damiano, he writhed against you, chest rapidly rising-and-falling as he kept himself in your throat. You were still shaking, you put your hand to his wrist, willing yourself to stay with him.

It was a victory when you felt him unloading straight down your throat - you were rewarded with the thick and hot liquid. With a series of incoherent, strangled sounds he rocked back slightly, leaving your throat, but staying in the warmth of your mouth. You could have taken in a deep breath, instead you breathed through your nose so that you could secure your lips around his cock, giving him a strong finish. He ran his shaft against your messy lips, the cum filling into your mouth with his every lazy thrust.

He finished out the momentum, his fingers relaxing on your head as he pulled out of your mouth. You leaned back into Ethan, who kept his arms securely around you. He reached up, wiping away some of the mess that covered your chin as you took a few thorough swallows. You shut your eyes and just concentrated on catching your breath.

“Definitely on the naughty list now.” Damiano said, his hand soothingly rubbing across your forehead.

“Oh, she's topping that list, for sure.” Ethan said. “I'll put in a word with the right people, because I got connections.”

“When you're making your cup of tea, can I get one as well, please?” You asked, not bothering to open your eyes as you slumped further into him.

“Of course you can get tea, sweet thing.” Damiano said.

As you gradually came down, you and Ethan relocated to the bed. You stole the hat off of his head. Damiano moved around the kitchen while Ethan disappeared into the bathroom.

When he came back into the main room, he had a thoughtful look on his face. “So should I grow a beard? Is that what I should take from this?”

“Nope.” You answered quickly.

“Only if it's white and curly.” Damiano contributed as he came over with the tea.

You started giggling as both of your boyfriends joined you on the mattress. “So he'll have to keep it consistently bleached and sleep with fuckin' rollers in it?”

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