#thirst-day 💦💦💦

[bainutwater85]

Welcome back, since we all are still in the Gaara simp phase and there’s been few to no good soup lately 🧍🏻‍♀️

May I beg for more Kazekage Gaara thirst 🔥💦

((P.s are you Italian too?))

Hi my awesome anon, I know..mama's been gone and busy. I'm on this big Ole samsung AR9 and I haven't had a samsung since I was like 9 lol. And nooo I'm not Italian 😭 what mad you think that ol? I'm African American!!

warnings: office sex, reader is a tease, mention of angry sex.

You just can't fathom how handsome this man is. You can never take your hands off him either. But since you two are in a meeting- you have to make an exception and restrain yourself. Half an hour into the meeting, you're getting tired. The night is yet to arrive soon, and you're still in this office that seems to get cramped by the passing minutes. Internally sighing, you fix your posture and look to your right- where your husband is subconsciously nodding his head along an speaking his beliefs and opinions as a leader. Now, why'd you look at him?! Your attention won't be off of him for a while.

"Lady Y/n?" You snap out the trance your husband had you in as one of the leaders called out to you about a topic you barely paid attention to. As they resumed their meeting. You let your hand rest on gaaras knee, by the passing minutes - your hand got higher to place where only your eyes and mouth have been. You could see him giving you a look out the corner of his eyes. It was a look he rarely gave you unless you were misbehaving and needed to be dearly punished by an angry gaara. That didn't stop you cause he didn't scare you, not at all.

Now here you are bent over his desk after hours the next day because you kept palming his dick through his pants in front of not one leader, but 3 and their generals! Oh, he's upset with you. A fistful of your hair is in his hands, the same hair he paid to get done before the meeting.

"You will never be coming to another meeting with me, y/n..i- I mean it!" His voice stern yet slightly wobbly as his dick is buried deep inside your tummy while your breast are pressed tightly on the cold marble of his desk while he's on top of your smaller frame. With more than enough time, gaara just desperately needed to chase a high. The sound of skin on skin and your mumbling nd moaning was the music in the room.

[stellewriites]

fem!141 thirst traps

simon: he doesn’t take it himself, is mid-way through his routine when one of the lads takes it and sends it to him with the suggestion of forwarding it on to you.

he does so with an unrelated text, “be home in half hour. leg day tomorrow :(” and he doesn’t think anything of it until you send back a stream of 👀 & 💦 emojis and ask him to keep you fully updated with before and after pics of tomorrow’s leg progress. all angles, you specify.

price: you message her first, a curious “wuu2?” in hopes of curing your boredom, and boy does she fix it. she doesn’t mean for it to be a thirst trap but the casual show of height and strength in her relaxed posture has your interest piquing immediately and you’re bugging her for the next hour for more snippets into her gym routine until she finally catches on and sends you a steamy photo in the gym showers with a promise to come occupy your time in person.

gaz: she’d message you at stupid o’clock, something baity like “just finished my usual yoga routine, but it’s not hitting like it used to 😪 we should try couples yoga, don’t you think? you said you’ve been feeling tight recently, i can help with that.”

and i mean the flash of bicep and tease of bush was enough to turn you to putty but the idea of getting a little stretching done under her hands was certainly something you’d never say no to either.

johnny: johnny’s surprisingly clothed in hers; as long as she can flash the nipple piercings and the size of her hands, she’s golden. flexing and keeping her trackies low slung to flash a tan line is just the cherry on top, a little extra to reel you in.

it’s probably the only time she's subtle; as soon as you reply anything vaguely complimentary or suggestive she's sending absolute filth right back - whether it’s in voice notes, scrambled texts, pics of her hand down her pants or pulling at the collar of her sports bra to flash her tits. she just needed the suggestion of permission before getting started.

alternatives:

johnny/gaz: i think they’d like a bit of competition between themselves, would send it to you with a cheeky lilt to the message, “who’s been working harder, babe?” or maybe “who looks better?” if they’ve riled each other up too much and need a third opinion to decide who’s made the most progress since they’re lifting pretty much the same weight and their stamina is just about level.

when you reply a flirty, “think we’ll have to run some tests at home” they don’t waste time finishing their sets before leaving.

simon: he rarely sends a posed selfie but when you request it (and maybe send an example photo of yourself first) he’ll oblige with his face covered.

finds it funny when you promptly send it back with red circles dotted all over and an almost blunt text, “this is where i’m going to bite you when you get home”, only there isn’t really any patch of skin you haven’t circled twice over.

price: she’s another one, like simon, that’s likely to have the lads take a candid photo and suggest she sends it to her missus. price would be in the locker room, half changed and laughing at something soap was saying when she catches gaz out of the corner of her eye.

it’s takes all three of them badgering her to send it unlike simon who did it without needing much convincing. but she’s glad to have given in when you send your own gym selfie back - tight workout shorts practically eaten up by the curves of your arse and thick thighs. one hand is pulling up your baggy shirt so she gets an unhindered view and she can see your cheeky smile in the reflection of the mirror.

[jymwahuwu]

I keep imagining Jing Yuan and Feixiao fighting over a reader who is trying to play coy, be a little flirty to both without ever committing, getting a rise out of teasing them while never giving them what they really want. I get flustered just imagining the different ways one of them might snap afbshqgvskq

-Honkai-Star-Thirst

Love this, you always provide great thirsty ideas. I'm going to be sandwiched between two generals😽💦💖💖💖

Oh, you are playing with fire, you know? Dare to play with the emotions of the two Xianzhou generals? Pretending to be shy and acting inexperienced in front of them?

cw: yandere, non-con, punishment, forced orgasm, forced kiss

You have a knack for time management - juggling two generals with appointments on the same day. The date with Jing Yuan was in a cat cafe. Together you pet the cute and charming cat and chat happily. Sometimes you two go to an adoption organization and volunteer together. Jing Yuan is really romantic at heart. You two have been dating for half a month… so holding hands is normal, right? He moved closer to you, wanting to interlock with your fingers. You ducked and said you had a sad past (you didn't). You're afraid of contact with men (you're not). You expressed your admiration for him at the same time, your eyes filled with admiration like stars. "If it were you…" You only said the first half of the sentence and stopped without making any promises.

In the afternoon, you have a date with Feixiao. You put on beautiful accessories and changed into another set of clothes. It was a picnic date! Before setting off, you baked some small cakes, brought a box of fruit, and brought sandwiches in a picnic basket. Arriving early is the point (pretend to be considerate and cute). You took the basket and sat on the grass obediently waiting for Feixiao to arrive. So when the general arrived, he saw you placing your legs on the red polka dot patterned picnic mat, waiting for her obediently… It was really heartwarming. She actually wanted to propose to you…but you didn't even agree to confirm the relationship with her. Feixiao shares food with you and shares her new knowledge. You smiled and nodded, occasionally giving some responses. When she wants to kiss you on the cheek, you avoid her and say the seagulls over there are cute.

You wanted to laugh out loud just thinking about how you could tease the feelings of the two Xianzhou generals. They're just too simple…in a romantic relationship, aren't they? It was really a first for them. You almost couldn't help but laugh when Jing Yuan told you that this was his first date in over seven hundred years. But how could it be your first time?

Your plan worked…right?

Ah, but your endless teasing may eventually lead to some emotional outbursts… The one who snaps first may be Jing Yuan. He may look like an angry kitten after you have avoided his advances countless times. And picks you up and kisses you, overstimulating you with his fingers. But none of this is dangerous…

Until the two generals exchanged photos of their "lovers" (as they called themselves, you didn't promise) during a casual chat. They looked at the photo on the screen, which showed the smiling face of the same person. It only took them a few minutes to figure it out - love blinds people, even generals. How dare you tease their love?

There's not even a need to wait, since you've delayed them for so long, punishment is necessary. That night, you agreed to a date with one of them, but rejected the other. With a smug smile, you pushed open the door of the general's mansion.

…Only to find the two of them standing in the living room, chatting leisurely.

A chill ran down your spine, and your lips trembled, but your reason told you that maybe they hadn't noticed yet. You just need better acting skills…

They had no intention of being so gentle with you. The world was spinning, and without even saying anything, you were pushed onto the sheets and your newly bought shorts and underwear were ripped off. The sound of fabric being torn was terrifying. A soft whimper escaped your throat. Fear. "Please- I can explain!! I'm not-" "Shh, don't be afraid." Jing Yuan kissed your lips, and Feixiao's hands grabbed your cheeks, as if she thought about whether to use force. Your cheeks don’t hurt from the tug. "You said it was your first time? Prove it."

A few hours later, you were lying on the bed with your butt lifted up helplessly, tightly closed, but the big, calloused hands parted your buttocks and played with the moist slit inside. That cock is pushed inside you again. Meanly fiddle with the core inside. Your lips were pried open, her tongue was entangled with yours, and her hot breath was sprayed on your face. Her fingers are circling and caressing your areola, occasionally pinching. "Hmm…" The pitiful moans filled your chest, and there was no way to avoid them.

After you're exhausted, they stop. Your screaming apology was caught on tape. The two generals sighed and looked at each other. Why did they suffer from such a heartless person like you?

But, there is no way, they just love you, and the punishment is over. Jing Yuan wiped the bodily fluids off your body, and Feixiao patted your buttocks. One of them is on your left and one on your right. They carefully put their hands on your waist and head and fell asleep with you.

[motherra]

SOME OF MY POLYTRIX HEADCANONS BECAUSE I AM OBSESSED WITH THEM😫(a.k.a. The Triangle of Pining, Violence, and Emotional Damage)

💋 Domestic & Dumb Shit:

Every morning starts with someone missing from the bed and two others tangled like snakes. It's always a gamble who makes breakfast. Nine times out of ten, it’s the one with the least trauma that day.

They’ve tried cooking together exactly once. It ended in a mini explosion, a burnt ceiling, and someone crying over how "the onions look like little people."

“Group therapy” is just three traumatized hot people trauma-dumping in the same room until someone kisses someone to shut them up.

🩸 Emotional Carnage:

One of them always thinks they’re the “least loved” and the others constantly switch off proving them wrong with disgustingly dramatic displays of affection. One time it involved a full orchestra. No one talks about it.

Their love languages are:

Person A: Touch-starved menace who wants to be cuddled but acts like they hate it

Person B: Writes threatening poems and stares at you across the room like a cursed Victorian wife

Person C: Would commit tax fraud in your name without asking

All of them think they’re the most emotionally stable. All of them are wrong.

🕷️ Petty & Chaotic:

They have a group chat called “THRUUPLE TROUBLE 💀💦” and it’s just them sending screenshots of thirst comments under each other’s posts.

Someone always wakes up in the middle of the night to the other two fighting over which movie to watch. They always pick the third option: crying in silence to Studio Ghibli.

They keep a “who’s the most feral” scoreboard on the fridge. It gets reset monthly. The winner is rewarded with 24 uninterrupted hours of cuddles. The loser has to do the dishes and apologize for their crimes.

🫂 Soft Moments™:

They have a “shared trauma nap pile” routine. No talking, just collapsing onto one another in a nest of blankets after particularly hard days.

When one of them is spiraling, the others just wordlessly show up. No questions, no pressure, just silent presence. Sometimes with junk food. Sometimes with a knife.

They have matching rings, but they’re all different colors. One has vines engraved, one has flames, one has stars. None of them admit who chose whose.

🎭 Unhinged but I Love Them:

One of them is the designated "shut up you're bleeding" person. Another is the "let me kiss it better" person. The third? “Lick it it’s funny” energy.

They've all made out in weird places. None of them top "the abandoned church at midnight while being hunted."

One of them writes poetry about the other two. One of them secretly reads it and cries. The third one uses it as blackmail.

That's all for now but God am I inlove with them💔

[igotanidea]

Thirst texting with Jason

MDNI!!

***

When you first texted Jason "🍑🍆💦" he was confused.

Were you hungry?

Thirsty?

Maybe you had a phone in your pocket and some random emoji just happened to appear?

He didn't give it much more attention until at some point Dick snatched his phone and accidentaly came across the message from a few days ago.

"Huh! No wonder she went radio silence on you!" Dick laughed, almost falling off the couch.

"Hey!! Give it back, dickhead!" a gun pointed at his head made Dick snaarkle even harder, completly unbothered. "I'm not going to repeat myself! Give. Me. Back. My. Fucking. Phone."

"What's good is from it, if you cannot even sext." his older brother shrugged tossing the device to Jason.

"Sext?" the Big Red Hood scratched his head awkwardly. There were so many things he didn't understand since the resurrection. Five years seemed like an eternity sometimes. Like an abyss that was only getting deeper and darker the more he tried to catch up.

"You go and check the Internet, I don;t want to witness that!' Dick laughed "Have a fun night, Jaybird."

And that was how Jason was introduced to the world of double meaning of innocent emoji.

And oh boy, did he blushed reading the thirst explanations. Finding a lot of information he wished to just forget. Erase from his memory. Unsee.

And to think his sweet princess Y/N was using something like that in a text!

He would never get used to it.

Never.

Never in a million years and -

***

A few days later, after almost a week of nothing from him and mentally cursing herself for going to hard and too fast, her phone chimed with a message.

"Jason, 10.05 pm: 👅🍯💥"

Y/N blushed a little, but it was much more in an appreciative way. Someone did his research.

With a heart beating fast like a race car she responded.

"My place or yours?"

[strawberryfairi]

Apartment 519... | Neighbor! Choso Kamo X Fem Reader

A short sexy thirst💦 (Let me know if y'all want this to be a longer fic/full story)

Part 2

You moan loudly, throwing your head back as your back arches off the plush bed.

Your sweetheart of a neighbor Choso from apartment 519, the one you swore on everything was the most innocent guy you've ever come across, has you hitting your fourth orgasm of the night from just his tongue and fingers.

"Wait...w-wait!" You pant, gripping at his dark black hair, completely down and messy from your little hands running through it, cumming so hard all over his skillful tongue. He let's out a deep breathy moan, continuing to quickly flutter the tip of his tongue over your now overstimulated clit, his fingers continuing to curl deep inside your tight walls.

For a moment you wonder how you even got here in this position. Then you remember your horrific breakup with your cheating boyfriend, finding out in the most embarrassing way. But Choso happened to be there, just off work and heading up to his apartment across from yours, and came to your aid.

His concern was heartwarming, so kind and completely selfless. He'd let you vent and cry, patting your back and giving you encouragement for as long as you needed. You felt so comfortable around him you had no issue inviting him to your place.

The craziest part is that the two of you barely even spoke that much, only a few short conversations about how y'all are doing and telling each other to have a good day. Other than that you never saw a reason to converse any further, seeing as you had a boyfriend at the time. At least you were faithful and considerate.

Yet here you are now, aching for him to finally strip fully naked the way he has you and sink himself inside you as deep as he can.

And he does...

A gasp escapes your lips, eyes squeezed shut and your brows furrowed deeply as your nails dig into his biceps. The feeling of being stretched out to the max has you seeing galaxies. You're so wet, the sounds of your pussy squelching along his length making the two of you feel nearly intoxicated.

"That idiot doesn't deserve you, baby. He can't handle this pussy anyways. So fuckin' creamy..." He coos into your ear, taking your legs and placing them over his shoulders, folding your body in half.

"Chosooo! Oh fuck!" You cry out shakily. The way he talks to you turns you on such a shameful amount. Your ex couldn't even begin to compare. He never would'a spent so much time eating you out and fingering you, not really the type to linger on foreplay. But Choso, he takes his time, basking in your reactions from your shaky legs to the way you unintentionally yank and pull on his hair.

"If you were mine", He says lowly, pulling out just to the tip, "I'd make you feel good like this every night." He finishes, diving back inside you till his hips met your soft skin. All you could do was whimper, feeling his strokes becoming harder, and faster.

"I'm gonna cuuum!" You whine loudly, tears starting to build up around the corners of your eyes.

"Already baby?" He tilts his head to the side, his tone all teasing and slightly playful as he keeps pounding into you.

"Right there! Right there, uuuugh!" You scream, walls fluttering around his glorious length.

"Such a good girl. You're perfect, baby." He purrs, crashing his lips against yours for a sloppy, wet kiss. He pulls away, looking your right in the eyes, his gaze on fire with lust.

"Keep cumming for me like that."

↳A/N🧚🏾‍♀️: Wheeeeew chile it’s hot in here😮‍💨

[yuurei20]

Hello! I wanted to know if you knew what the full incantations of everyone's UMs? ie Riddle with “Are you ready for your sentence? The verdict comes after. Any last words? Off with Your Head!” (I think this was it? If it's not exactly this it was something similar lol) instead of just "Off with your head!"

Hello hello!! Thank you for this question! ^^

The incantations can change between the EN game and EN manga, the original game and the EN game, etc., so I just have accumulated everything we know!

(The original JP incantations are, thus far, always the same across the game, manga and novels.)

Original Riddle: I shall declare the final verdict. The judgement will come afterwards. Are you ready?

EN Riddle (manga): Are you ready for your sentence? The verdict comes afterwards. Any last words? EN Riddle (novel): Are you ready for your sentence? Sentence first! Verdict afterward.

Original Trey: White to red, red to white.

EN Trey (novel): White to red, red to white.

Original Cater: I am this one, this one is that one. EN Cater (game, vignette): I’m him and he’s them. EN Cater (game, Playfulland): I am he, and we are they. EN Cater (manga): I am he…and we are they. EN Cater (novel): He is me, and I am him.

Original Ace: I'll be taking your special thing.

EN Ace: n/a

Original Deuce: You're gonna pay for that! Brace yourself!

EN Deuce: It's payback time! Get a load of this!

EN Deuce (Glomas): It's time to pay up! You're in for a world of hurt!

Original Leona: I am hunger, I am thirst. That which takes away your future. Kneel down!

EN Leona: I am the one who hungers, I am the one who thirsts. I am the one to rob you of your future--kneel before me!

Original Ruggie: Kings, hyaenas—everyone is my friend! EN Incantation: Kings, hyenas, you're all my pals!

Original Jack: Faster, Sharper, Stronger

EN Jack: Faster, Sharper, Stronger

Original Azul: The song ceases, the sun sets. A hand of mercy is extended to a wretched soul. Now, it's a deal!

EN Azul: The song ceases, the sun sets. I extend my benevolent hand to you poor, unfortunate souls. Now, to business!

Original Jade: Don't be so afraid. I want to help you.

EN Jade: Don't be afraid. I want to help you.

Original Floyd : There's a nice mood goin' on, but I think I'll interrupt.

EN Floyd: I think I'll ruin the moment.

(This very flexible phrase can be many things in English according to context, but this is close! Thank you very much to @/irafuwas for help with this translation! ♡)

Original Kalim: Respite in the scalding sands, an endless feast. Sing, dance!

EN Kalim: Respite in the scalding sands, a neverending party. Dance! Sing!

Original Jamil: The one reflected in your eyes is your master. Answer when asked, bow your head when commanded.

EN Jamil: The one you behold is your master. When I ask you a question, you will answer. When I give you a command, you will assent.

Original Vil: Nothing is lost, nothing is feared. The shining crown is for me.

EN Vil: I lose naught and fear naught. This shining crown was made for me.

Original Rook: Come, see if you can flee from me.

EN Rook: Come, see if you can flee from me.

Original Epel: Close your eyes, still your breath...

EN Epel: Your eyes will close, your breath will still...

Original Idia: Game, Set, Match

EN Idia: Game, Set, Match

Original Malleus: Spinning wheel of fate, spin the thread of calamity. I, the king of the abyss, shall bestow this.

EN Malleus: Spinning wheel of fate, spin the threads of calamity. I, the Lord of Malevolence, offer this blessing.

Original Lilia: Everything is like the days that have passed. Wherever is gone to, it is in the blink of an eye.

EN Lilia: As fast as the days pass by, take me there in the blink of an eye.

(Note: this one is a little awkward to translate 💦 Cater, Leona, Jade, Vil, Rook, Jamil, Ruggie, Malleus and Rollo are the only ones with personal pronounces (I/me/you/my) in their incantations. With phrases like Epel’s we can tell he probably means “you” even though he isn't actually saying it because of the verb forms he uses, but phrases like Silver's and Lilia's are more difficult: they could technically be talking about anyone! Does Lilia mean "Wherever I go" or "Wherever you go"? We don't know! Aniplex USA tends to solve these grammatical hurdles by guessing, which sometimes makes sense (re: Silver) but not always (re: EN's subject pronoun mistakes).)

Original Silver: To those who have been met, and to those who will be met someday...

EN Silver: Those I've met and will someday...

Original Sebek: Break through the heavens, lightning.

EN Sebek: Lightning, pierce the stormy skies!

Original Chenya: Everyone here is strange, after all. You've already realized it, right?

EN Chenya: n/a

Original Rollo: Crimson, burn this body and guide me

EN Rollo: Crimson lotus flames, burn my body and guide me

Original Fellow: Come on to the theater

EN Fellow: Come on, take it easy!

Original Scully: Light a fire in a lantern EN Scully: n/a

[humanitys-strongest-bamf]

Smut Masterlist

soft, nothing too explicit: 💟 explicit and spicy: 💦 contains some fluffiness uwu: 💕

hi i think the original post is getting too long and tumblr won't let me save it so this is my attempt at compromising

main masterlist

hcs/drabbles:

➼ biting on levi that leads to him ruining you as revenge 💦 ➼ car sex with levi at the beach 💦 ➼ endurance training by riding levi 💦 ➼ fucking levi in a suit 💦 ➼ jealous!levi claiming your pussy 💦 ➼ jealous!levi reminding you that you’re his 💦 ➼ levi and titty-fucking (random thoughts) 💦 ➼ levi edging you with his fingers 💦 ➼ levi fingering you in public 💦 ➼ levi fucking you backstage after a photoshoot 💦 ➼ levi fucking you in a restaurant bathroom 💦 ➼ levi needing a much needed stress reliever by fucking your brains out 💦 ➼ levi punishing you with his fingers and a vibrator 💦 ➼ levi thirst drabbles 💦 ➼ levi using his cravat as a gag 💦 ➼ relieving levi by riding him 💦 ➼ revenge sex with levi after you tease him all night 💦 ➼ slow sex with soft-dom!levi 💦 ➼ smut drabble event masterlist 💦 ➼ soft dom!levi telling you to relax 💦 ➼ spontaneous sex with levi 💟 ➼ subby!levi getting a blowjob 💦 ➼ touch-starved!levi having to wake up without you next to him 💟 ➼ touch-starved!levi that misses you after a week without you 💟

oneshots:

➼ Asking For It 💦

You had made the foolish choice of wearing a suggestive outfit while teasing your boyfriend while at a Halloween party, and must now live with the consequences. Part 2 to "Basically Lingerie"

➼ Basically Lingerie 💟

You prepare to leave for a Halloween party, and Levi has some reservations about the costume you planned on wearing. Part 1 to "Asking For It"

➼ Discipline 💦

Your attempt at hating at your manager results in him summoning you to his office to punish you for your less than desirable behavior.

➼ Fucked Out 💦 💕

After getting fucked stupid by Levi, he helps you clean up and provides you with gentle aftercare.

➼ Revenge 💦

You had been teasing Levi all night while on a fancy date. Sick of it, Levi takes matters into his own hands.

➼ The Short King 💟

You run into Levi after coming out of the shower after avoiding him and are forced to navigate your budding feelings for him.

➼ Your Mark 💟

You went just a tad overboard the previous night and the hickies you left on Levi were more than noticeable. After a rough day, he decides to get payback.

Last updated: March 9, 2024

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[tj-dragonblade]

💦 Throne thirst fic? 👀

Anon, I hope you see this considering it's been almost a month since this ask came in, ahaha. This fic is pure pwp that seized me back at the beginning of October; I scribbled out 3300 words in feverish fury over two days and then put it aside to focus on bingo fics. The core premise is Dream being physically worshipped on his throne, after a fashion. For this ask, I've drafted an opening that is somehow far, far softer and less heated than I was intending, but here we are. Nowhere near the e-rating yet.

It is easy to feel when Hob enters his realm, to pluck the threads of his consciousness and draw him near, to ease into his dreamscape and lift the veil of dreaming from his mind that he might know The Dreaming proper. And it is easy to warm himself on the brightness of Hob's smile when Hob catches sight of him. "Hullo, love," Hob greets, full of affection and softness and a curl of desire, and Dream melts into his welcoming embrace willingly. "Hello, most beloved of my dreamers." He winds his arms behind Hob's neck, tilts to meet Hob's mouth with his own, kisses him slowly. He savors the touch, the closeness, the happy little sound Hob makes, the comfort of Hob's arms wrapping about his waist. He strokes spindly fingers through Hob's hair, touches his face, makes a leisurely lingering thing of the kiss, until he has sated himself on it. For now. "Mmh." Hob bumps their noses together when Dream finally lets it end. "Could do that all night, honestly." His hands flex at Dream's waist, large and comfortable and. Warm. All night. It is not a lie, but it is not the only truth either; these things are easy to feel in Hob's lucid state. His hunger for Dream is not a quiet thing. Fortunate, then, that Dream is possessed of a hunger to match.

[mybiasisexo]

may i request 50 for the drabble game please? feel free to make it a pt 2 of personal trainer yeol 😂 but up to your creative flow! thank you 🩵

Distracted pt. 2 -- Cardio 🏃🏻‍♂️

Part 1 Genre: smut | personal trainer!au Pairing: Chanyeol x f.Reader Length: 2.4k Warnings: language | explicit sexual scenes

a/n: i feel like you dont have to read pt 1 if you dont want to, but it does add some context 😇. imma be honest...this was hard asf 😭. im not v confident in writing smut lol i get so nervous 😂 im just a girl ok?!??!! but yeaaah i hope it quenches yall thirsts cause youre obv THIRSTYYYY 💦😂 and if its bad just lie and tell me i did good lmfaoo

DRABBLE GAME | MASTERLIST

Two days passed before you’re back at the gym. When you found Chanyeol, he informed you it was a cardio day and left you to it.

Your anxiety soared while you struggled to climb the stair master. He told you to do forty minutes, so he must hate you. You were going to have to get a new trainer, huh? Hell, at this rate, a whole new gym! If you’d known this was how your relationship with Chanyeol would be after taking his offer, you would’ve declined it. Better yet, he should’ve never offered in the first place!

Personally, you didn’t regret what happened. It felt like the shaken bottle of your shared desire finally exploded. Actually, you did have one regret, and that was the fact you’d had only a taste—literally for Chanyeol—of that desire.

Still, you understood if Chanyeol had any qualms about the situation. He was your trainer after all. Eating your client out on company time probably wasn’t the best move. The distance he was currently giving you was telling. He rarely made you do cardio, and when you did it was for warm up. Was this his way of telling you that was a one-off thing? Was he silently hoping you wouldn’t show up? Despite the burning in your thighs, you pressed on even harder, needing a distraction from your racing thoughts.

“Too much?” The deep voice caused your lower abdomen to burn. Checking behind you, you saw Chanyeol moseying in your direction. Your forty minutes was up and you were now dragging your stiff legs to the locker room.

“I’ve never been on that thing longer than five minutes,” you whined. “And I might’ve pushed myself too hard. My thighs feel like they’re about to pop.”

He winced and followed you into the room. You plopped onto a bench with a sigh, closing your eyes and tilting your head back as you relished in your relief.

Your body tensed back up at the sensation of hands on your calf. You whipped your head forward, eyes sprang open to the vision of Chanyeol kneeling in front of you.

“What are—oh!” Your question turned into a moan as his thick fingers started messaging your sore muscles.

“We don’t want them to get too sore, now do we?” He murmured, focused entirely on your legs.

You melted under his hands and fought the little sensual sounds his innocent touch elicited from you. He worked on your calves first, slowly venturing higher to your painfully tight thighs. You knew he had to feel the goosebumps prickling your skin in answer to his ministrations, but he remained silent as he worked, and you wondered if this was his attempt at an apology. Well, you’d take it. It felt way too good not to.

“I’ve never done a day of straight cardio,” you said, breeching the topic of your concern.

Chanyeol sighed heavily. “I thought it would be best for today….”

“So that you could leave me alone?” You questioned.

“Yes,” he admitted. “But not for the reason you’re thinking.”

“How do you know what I’m thinking?”

He finally lifted his head and your breath caught at the sight. Chanyeol looking up at you from between your legs had your last shared memory come to mind, where he was in a very similar position.

A grin lifted a corner of his mouth, as if he knew where your mind had gone, and it only proved the point he was about to make.

“If your pouting throughout your workout was any indicator, I imagine you think I regret what happened between us.”

A thrill shot through you at the word: us. You tried your best to hide your pleasure before the man in front of you could notice.

“You don’t?” You asked. “Because I understand if you do. I don’t want you to get in trouble. I can get a new trainer or even go to a diff—ow!”

He’d put too much pressure on a particularly sore spot. He threw you a deceptively innocent look. “There was a knot.”

You scoffed. He ignored you, answering your question instead. “As much as I appreciate the sentiment, there’s no need to do that. Just because I licked your pussy doesn’t mean I can’t be professional.”

Your fingers curled around the bench as a wave of arousal swept over you. You let out a breathless laugh. “That’s a very professional thing to say.”

He shrugged. “If you want a different trainer, I won’t stop you. I did cross a line.”

He switched thighs. “But I’m hoping you don’t.”

That shocked you. He was avoiding your stare, concentrating on the thigh he was rubbing. You could sense the sincerity of his words, his vulnerability. You knew you weren’t going to trade trainers. It was only the doubt on his end that spurred the suggestion in the first place.

“Why?”

He peeked up at you, his fingers dangerously close to your now throbbing apex.

“Because I like you.”

You blanched. “You do?!”

He laughed at you. “How can I not? You’re silly—”

“I beg your pardon?”

“—And pretty, and mean—”

“When have I ever been mean to you?” You asked skeptically.

“You haven’t heard the way you talk to me at the end of core day. Plus, you have a glare that could scare the devil.”

That made your back straighten with pride. “Damn right I do.”

“It’s sexy,” he assured. “Everything about you is sexy, it’s unfair. And the most unfair thing of all?”

He bent his head down and pressed his lips to your knee. The tender action trapped your breath in your lungs. He peeked up at you from under his lashes. “You taste just like honey.”

“I do?” You choked out.

He nodded, pressing another kiss above his last. “It’s all I can think about. That’s the reason I sent you off to cardio. I feared I wouldn’t be able to control myself from begging you for another taste.”

He bit the fat of your thigh, dragging his teeth over the tender flesh. The sharp sting of his teeth had you gasping, your hips rolling slightly.

“I knew I’d end up here,” he groaned to himself. He stared up at you with pleading eyes. “So, can I? Taste you again? Let me make up for torturing you today, hmm?”

He kissed up your thigh. When he reached the joint of your hip, you shoved him hard enough for him to fall backwards. He caught himself from sprawling on the floor and looked at you in bewilderment. For a brief moment, you acknowledged that your workouts with him had been paying off if you could knock him over now.

“No.”

“No?” He repeated as if he’d misheard you.

Smirking, you crossed a leg over the other. “I think I deserve a bigger reward. For all my efforts today.”

He didn’t comprehend at first, but then understanding flashed on his face. Still, he remained silent, reluctant to answer in case he was wrong.

“What do you think?” You urged. Your gaze flickered to his crotch and a low grumble rumbled from within his chest.

“If you think that’s what you deserve….”

“I do.”

“Then it’s yours.”

You bit your lip in excitement as he stood up. He hovered over you, reaffirming just how big he was. You’d have to tilt your head allllll the way back to look into his eyes. You wouldn’t know though, because you were too busy reaching for the band of his shorts, thankful that all you had to do was pull them down.

He grabbed your hands before you could yank the offensive barrier off.

“So eager,” he chuckled. You quickly swallowed the whine you were about to let out, refusing to prove another of his points. You decided a glare would send a better message.

“Scary.” He pretended to quake in fear before cupping your chin, tilting your head up as he bent down to bring your lips together for a passionate kiss. It’s wet and all tongue, as if he was settling on these lips to satiate his yearning.   

You made out for a while, until you grew impatient. You wanted to return the favor for last time. You’d tried, after he tore an intense orgasm from you, you’d reached for his shorts just as you had now, and he’d stopped you then as well. He’d promised that eating you out was enough, but it’d left you longing for him.

With him distracted by your mouth, you slithered your hands back to the band of his shorts and slowly dragged them to his mid-thigh. The action made him pull away so that he could narrow his eyes at you accusingly. It made you laugh, but the sight of his dick took away your humor. There was nothing funny about that. You grew intimidated by the size as it bounced in front of your face.

“What?” he asked, sounding rather smug. “Having second thoughts, Sweetie?”

“Absolutely not.” You wasted no more time putting Chanyeol into your mouth the best you could. Your determination made him chuckle, but the feeling of your tongue swiping across his sensitive skin left him groaning. Tears blurred your vision from your effort, but it didn’t deter you. Chanyeol soon took the reins, holding himself up with one hand against the lockers behind you, his other hand holding the back of your head to keep it steady so that he could fuck himself into your mouth.

“That’s it, pretty girl,” he huffed. He decided to test your limits by shoving himself in until your nose pressed against his pelvis. Immediately, you’re gagging around him and his head fell back. “I knew you could take all of me. So good. You feel so good. Shit.”

You couldn’t help but moan from his praises, fighting the urge to play with yourself. The sound vibrated around him, causing his hips to jerk, sinking deeper into you.

He dragged himself out. “Shit. I need to be in you.”

“Fucking finally,” you coughed.

He barked a laugh. “Hey, you’re the one who wanted to suck me off.”

“True.” You sighed dreamily. He shook his head and started undressing. You followed suite, eager to get to the main event.

When you’re standing in front of him completely naked, he took a few steps back to get a good look. “Fuck, you are so beautiful.”

The compliment made you light up. It was so genuine and sweet, it made you want to please him even more. “Then touch me.”

He obliged you straightaway. Large hands roamed your body, lips wandered the expanse of your neck and chest before settling on your lips.

Without breaking the kiss, Chanyeol lifted you up to lay you gently on the bench. It wasn’t the most comfortable, but it would have to do. He slid you towards the edge where he stood and practically squatted to line himself up to you.

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked. He rubbed his cock against your soaked pussy distractedly as he awaited your consent.

You nodded quickly. “Yes. Dear god, yes, Chanyeol! I want this. I want you.”

“You want me?” You asked, teasingly.

“So bad,” you babbled. “Please. Please fuck me. Fuck me, Chanyeol. Now. Shit.”

His smile was so large, you swore you could see all of his teeth. “If you insist.”

Then he’s pushing into you. The stretch had your jaw dropping, had you holding onto the bench for dear life as he found a steady rhythm. His dick had you feeling crazy. Every thrust pushed a moan out your throat, as your head snapped from one side to the other, and words unintelligently left your swollen lips. All you could register in your lust ridden mind was him and the intense pleasure he selflessly gave. You’d never experienced anything like it. Chanyeol reached into your fucking soul, leaving you quaking from overstimulation. You wanted him to stop, needed a moment to gather yourself, but he wasn’t allowing you a moment of rest. You were too far gone to voice it anyway.

Little did you know, you were also too much for him. Too wet. Too warm. He’d imagined fucking you plenty of times, but the real thing was indescribable. Unlike anything he could’ve conjured up. You were beyond anything he could’ve conjured. “So perfect. You’re so perfect for me, Angel.”

He gathered you into his embrace, holding your damp body tightly against his own. Lifting you slightly off the bench, he picked up his pace. Your tortured sounds were now directly in his ear, tantalizing him. His strokes grew messy, fueled by a desperation that bridged onto the animalistic.

“I’m gonna come,” you urgently warned, but it wasn’t enough time. You were violently cumming as soon as you finished speaking. Your mouth fell open in a silent scream as you stiffened in Chanyeol’s arms. Toes and fingers curled as your head fell back, eyes rolling. You started squeezing him so damn tight he could barely move inside you.

“Oh fuck,” he muttered, barely having enough time to pull out. He came on your lower stomach in intense spurts that had his hips jerking hard.

Depleted, he fell to his knees, unable to hold himself up any longer. His head rested against your thigh as he fought to catch his breath.

“Holy hell,” he groaned. “You’re fucking amazing.”

You’d been staring unseeingly at the ceiling since he pulled out, but his words brought you back to reality. “I think you killed me.”

He chuckled and spanked your thigh playfully. “Hurry up and shower. I owe you dinner.”

You struggled into a sitting position so that you could see him. He had a content lazy grin on his face, eyes nearly closed as he leaned against you looking so cute your heart started to ache. Feeling sentimental, you started combing your fingers through his sweaty hair. “Like a date?”

He became thoughtful, lifting a finger to play with his cum dripping down your belly. His touch reignited your desire instantly, but you brushed it off.

“I would like it to be, yes.”

You’re absolutely beaming. “Okay. I’ll hurry.”

He backed away so that you could get up to head to the showers. Right before you entered, you turned to him. “Aren’t you going to join me?”

He jumped off the floor, trailing after you with a mischievous grin. “And here I thought you hated cardio.”

[brighter-by-the-daly]

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bethmead_ I will never look at (y/n) the same again! 😳

[sinful-lanterns]

Hai, I'm hoping you have a nice day! :3c also, oh golly gee, I'm picturing sweet, sweet Hamel shyly admitting that her dick is nothing special, if anything it's average on good day and you are nodding in understanding. She's lithe, other than her thighs that are pure muscle, smh, dancers are something else, and pretty slim so her having a cute, smallish cock is given.

She's half sitting and half lying on the bed, propped up on her elbows just to see you kneeling before her. Tracing these muscled thighs teasingly and with reverence but slowly, oh so slowly becoming mortified as the bulge grew bigger and bigger🍆💦.

You quickly reached towards her, pulling down her clothes to free her aching need and... hon hon hon! Baguette au fromage! An 🇫🇷Eiffel Tower🇫🇷 is standing proudly between her legs, her tip leaking a bit of precum💦💦💦😏.

And in this moment you understood that she's ethier selling herself, hehe, short👌 or doesn't understand that the thing swinging between her legs is quite literally the biggest dick you have ever seen.

Good luck swallowing all that soldier🙋🏻‍♀️.

I'm also voting that we, as a community, should decide that out of all sinners Hamel is the biggest.

EIFFEL TOWER— HAMEL HUGE 😨

What’s funny is that before seeing your guys’ thirsts, I always saw Hamel as being on the average side, but now I see the light of Hamel being HUMONGULONGULUS. Poor woman is so humble and shy, she thinks of herself as average (or even below average), but when she starts getting aroused by you, HOLY SHIT THE MONSTER THAT GROWS IN THAT TENT. 🥵

It’s so intimidating and quite literally maybe the biggest dick you’ve ever seen. How does she manage to tuck that thing in? You have no idea, but you have bigger things to worry about as you have to figure out how to fit her in your mouth or pussy…

The French references are killing me but I can’t resist. Her baguette although big, would be the most delicious thing you’ve ever put in your mouth. Do cream filled baguettes exist? If so, Hamel is eager to fill you with her “cream” as it’s already leaking out <3

[aretis]

And then something happens and everything stops!

My heart breaks and everything around reminds me of the rain that falls and embraces the soil.

I see the earth quenching its thirst, feeling relieved, and thoughts carry me away on an endless merry-go-round..

Does nature hurt when it rains? Does the earth hurt like my soul?

Tears redeem, rejoice, like the rain quenches the thirst of the earth …

I reach out my hand and feel the rain...

I feel life flowing between my fingers....

I love the rain, I love everything that reminds me of life!

Happy rainy day to all 🌧💦💧☔️

[strawberryfairi]

Gurlllll, the choso fic....more please!!!! 🥵🥵🥵

Apartment 519... | Neighbor! Choso Kamo X Fem Reader Part 2

A short, sexy thirst (with a little more plot this time)💦 Choso's eager to give you better than your ex could...

↳ A/N🧚🏾‍♀️: Ask and u shall receive...I been cookin'🫡 I hope you enjoy this one as much as the first💚

Part 1

w.c. 2.1k

It's been two days since your breakup...and since your neighbor Choso went and blew your mind in your bed.

You really weren't sure what to do from here. He'd made it clear his intentions with you, which now that you think about it, was very fitting with his usual sweet and considerate character. It's just...you wanted to make the right choice, and you weren't sure what that right choice even was.

Flashback 2 Night Ago

You were laid on your bed next to him, completely exhausted and beyond satisfied. Choso was careful with you, not wanting to come on too strong yet still wanted-no needed for you to understand what this had meant to him. So he leans on his elbow, resting his head on his palm as he looks down at you.

"I uhh...I don't want you to think I was just using you while you were vulnerable. I really meant everything I said, and I-..." He trails off nervously, looking to the side for a moment before steeling himself. "I don't want this to have been just a regular one night stand, and..if you want, I could maybe take you out to dinner some time?" He finishes, looking you in the eyes with as much sincerity as he could muster.

You heart strings pulled in your chest. It was just so much happening in one day. It's not like you weren't flattered or anything it's just...everything's moving so damn fast.

It had only been just a few hours ago that you'd found your boyfriend with a whole other woman, sloppily kissing each other in his car. Now you're with someone else already too, having had such amazing sex and now he's telling you he basically wants more.

"I...don't know what to say." You murmur hesitantly.

"No no, you don't have to say anything!" He blurts out, placing a hand on your bare shoulder.

"I just didn't want you to think I was trying to take advantage of you. I think you're really beautiful, and I wanna get to know you more." He adds, giving you the most cutest nervous smile you've ever seen.

It makes a smile of your own creep across your lips. "Thank you, Choso. You're really sweet." Leaning over, you plant a soft kiss on his rosy cheek, unintentionally giggling at the goofy-lovestruck look on his face.

"Will you think about it? About me taking you out?" He asks, eyes sparkling hopefully.

It was almost shocking how nervous he is when just a bit ago he seemed so confident, so self-assured. Right now he's damn near reminding you of a puppy.

"Yeah. I will."

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The Present

The morning after your night with Choso, he'd placed his number on a small piece of paper, leaving it on the night stand on your side of the bed.

Now, two days later, you still haven't touched it.

It seemed like the right decision, just don't touch it so you could give yourself time to actually process your break up. This wasn't just any old, cutesy relationship, you were in love. For the first time you'd actually think and think realistically about possibly spending your life with someone. The two of you planned a future together, and though it terrified you to think about it, at the end of the day you were dating to marry.

Choso's just a neighbor, an attractive neighbor, but...you just weren't sure if it was a good idea to be around him. But even so it wasn't like you could avoid him very well, the dude lives directly across from you.

The morning after was so awkward. The two of you ran into each other in the parking lot, both getting ready to head off and start the day. He always goes to work in the morning, and you like to do work at your favorite cafe just a few minutes from the apartment.

Neither of you seemed sure about what to say to each other, so you just opted for a simple smile and wave.

The entire day you tried to just get your mind off of both guys, yet it didn't go very well.

One hour you'd be crying angrily over your piece of crap ex boyfriend in the public bathroom stall, then you'd be getting those random flashbacks to being with Choso, stomach flipping and heart fluttering.

By the end of the day you couldn't take it. Weighing the pros and cons, you figured you'd might as well just try one date, and if things don't go well then that's that.

It's nearly eleven p.m., around the time you knew Choso gets back to his apartment from his workout. You'd timed it perfectly, rushing over to your front door and poking your head out. There he was in his gym clothes, a black compression shirt paired with dark grey sweatpants. His hair was up in his usual hairstyle, those cute spiky looking buns that really matches with his overall vibe.

"Choso!" You call out to him just before he could turn the doorknob.

Instantly he stops, turning back towards you with his brows raised in surprise. "H-hey."

"I'm really sorry I never called or texted you, I just had to think. But-..but I wouldn't mind going on a date with you. I wanna get to know you more too." You admit, cheeks heating up with slight embarrassment.

For a moment he doesn't say anything, making your heart sink to your feet, worried that maybe he'd moved on from you already. "Am I..too late?"

"No not at all! I was just surprised. I honestly thought you didn't want to go out with me." He chuckles nervously, brushing a hand over the back of his neck.

"No I do! I definitely do." You giggle.

"Are you free Friday night? I could pick you up at seven?" He suggests with a soft tone.

"Yeah, that's perfect! Should I dress pretty nice or...-

"You always dress nice, don't worry about it." He compliments flirtatiously.

"I'll see you then."

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Friday Evening

The two of you stand there outside of your respective homes, eyes trailing over each other.

Choso looks...gorgeous. He's got his hair out from his usual style, down and brushed back out of his face. His outfit is a black, slightly ripped sweater, the neckline hanging low enough to show his prominent collarbones, paired with black cargo pants. A silver chain hang around his neck, along with two rings on each pointer and ring finger on both hands.

Your outfits were polar opposites, you being more of a bright color lover since it pops so well against your skin.

You were wearing a light blue, form fitting midi dress, your hair in a simple updo with drop earrings. A pair of white heels, and a silver sparkly purse completed your look.

"You look beautiful." He states softly, closing the door to his apartment.

"Thank you, you look really nice yourself." You compliment with a bashful laugh.

💎

Choso ended up taking you out to a fairly nice Italian restaurant further into the city, with dim lighting, and top notch servers.

It was a pleasant surprise how easy he was to talk to, you could go on and on about anything and everything with each other, and he loved to ask you questions about yourself. It almost made you feel bad as sometimes it seemed it was mostly you sharing things about yourself. It was sweet though, as it showed just how eager he was to get to know you.

You learned he's an eldest brother, with a younger sibling named Yuji who likes to comes to visit him every now and then. It didn't take long to realize he's a very family-oriented kind of guy, but it made sense with his overall personality. The guy's so compassionate and thoughtful, of course he'd be the family first type. You loved it about him though, he talked about his brother like he was his entire world.

The night had gone by just a bit too fast in your opinion, even though you guys were at that restaurant for nearly two hours, then spent another three just leisurely walking around the city afterwards.

There wasn't a single moment with Choso that you didn't like, and he was such a gentleman. He never let you walk around without your arm linked with his, and he made sure you were always walking on the inside of every sidewalk. It was disappointing when you both came back to the apartment building, if you could, you'd just stay out with him talking the entire night.

"I really had a lot of fun with you, Choso. If you want, I-..I'd definitely be down to do this again." You suggest shyly, eyes looking down at your hands clasping around your little sparkly purse.

"Me too, and I would." He smiles cutely. You look up at him, relief and excitement flashing across your face. "Goodnight." He murmurs, leaning down and planting a soft kiss on your cheek. Your heart fluttered wildly in your chest, cheeks heating up at the sweet gesture. He gives you one last smile before reaching for his keys, unlocking his apartment and heading inside.

You're frozen in the corridor chewing the inside of your cheek as you inwardly debate your uncharacteristically bold next move.

"W-wait!" You mutter abruptly, grabbing his free hand just before he left out of sight.

"I-...would you wanna...come over?" You ask shyly. You couldn't even look up at him you were so nervous, hoping you weren't coming across thirsty.

Choso's brows raise slightly in surprise. "Yeah. Sure, I'd love to."

You let out a breath you didn't even realize you were holding, smiling wide in excitement as you go into your purse and grab your keys.

1 Hour Later

Choso's large hands glide down to your upper back, pressing you further into the mattress as he pounds into you from behind. Tears quickly form in the corner's of your eyes, gripping the sheets with everything you have.

"Ch-choso! Fuuuck!" You wail loudly, feeling your body start shaking all over again. One thing about sex with Choso is he'll have you losing count of how many times you cum for sure. He's like an orgasm addict, building you up and watching you fall apart on him over and over.

"Cum for me pretty baby." He coos lowly, watching those cute little tears of ecstasy stream down your cheeks.

"Aaaah! Ah!" Your whimpers mix perfectly with the sounds of your sloppy wet pussy coating his length with yet another layer of cum.

"That's it, there it is." He groans, keeping his strokes steady and precise.

You're so fucked out at this point your mind is completely fogged. This position he has you in doesn't make it any easier, completely at the mercy of his skillful, long thrusts, reaching so deep inside you.

"You feel so gooood! Oh my god!" You cry, loving the way his hips snap into yours. For the entire night your ex was long gone as if he never even existed. The only clear thing your mind could focus on was Choso and Choso only.

"Uhhuh, you love this dick, baby?" He murmurs lowly.

"I love it! I love it!" You repeat over and over desperately between your whimpers and cries.

It was already too much, and you were surprised you hadn't tapped out by now, pleading for him to stop. But you couldn't get enough, not nearly enough. So you took everything he graciously gave to you.

Choso slows his thrusts down just a bit, wanting to savor every inch of him that drags back and forth in your tight, slippery walls. "This pussy's so good. I can't stop fucking you." He purrs sensually.

And he stood on that too...

He gave you back shots as long as he wanted, just to pull out and fuck you with his tongue, making you cum on it before he slides his big dick right back inside.

Somehow tonight was even better than the first time with him, and now that he's learned what you like he uses every little technique, determined on mastering it.

"I like you baby; wanna be yours." He admits softly. He's got a tight hold on your hips, laid out on your stomach as he drives his thick length into you. You let out a long, drawn out moan in response, way too overstimulated to form words anymore.

Choso knew you weren't fully aware of just how much he likes you. He knew you didn't click to the way he's always looked at you. To be honest, he always felt like he was better than your ex, he knew he could do so much better. He wants to show you what it's really like to be loved by someone, and now that he has a chance he damn sure wasn't about to go and waste it.

He's gonna pursue you, take you out on as many dates as he needs to, kiss and fuck you with everything he has, all so it's crystal clear that he wants to be more than just your sweet little neighbor across the way.

[2346khith]

Dear Friend,

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Ghazi Al Amoudi

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For those who see this please, visit their blog and reblog their blog’s posts so they  get more attention and if you have the money to spare please donate.

Also I apologize, but I do not have the ability to donate to you. Trust me if I had the ability I would but I don't and I can't. I have no bank account or credit card to transfer money to and no job to gain any money. Every time I ask my parents to help they shut me down so this is the only way to help you. Please forgive me.

[xenomayhem]

ICEWATERIC

A xenogender for when someone's gender identity is, relates to, or is connected to ice water.

Reasons why an individual may use this term:

The individual's gender identity is, relates to, or is connected to ice water

The individual's gender identity is, relates to, or is connected to drinking ice water

The individual's gender identity is, relates to, or is connected to an aspect of ice water, for example, the feeling of having thirst quenched by ice water on a hot day, or any other aspect

The individual's gender identity is, relates to, or is connected to both ice and water

The individual identifies as ice water in some other way (for example: being objectkin of ice water) and it affects their gender identity in any way

Any other reason you can think of!

Pronoun ideas (optional, of course!)

ice/ices/iceself

iced/iced/icedself

water/waters/waterself

icewater/icewaters/icewaterself

glass/glass/glassself

cold/colds/coldself

freeze/freezes/freezeself

chill/chills/chillself

🧊/🧊s/🧊self

🥤/🥤s/🥤self

❄️/❄️s/❄️self

🚰/🚰s/🚰self

💦/💦s/💦self

tagging: @radiomogai