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nyxotiine · 9 months ago

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A/N: 18+ fanfic!!! MDNI!!! First smut fic so I'm sorry for the horrible plot and positioning lol

Warnings: degradation, slight choking, biting

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You sat in bed, waiting for Ville to come like he was supposed to hours ago. He told you he’d be home at midnight after going out with friends, celebrating the end of their tour. You looked at the ticking black clock that hung in your bedroom, the clock read 4:00 am. You grumbled on your side of the bed as you continued to read under candle lights.

After a while, you kept reading the same line in the Edgar Allen Poe book that Ville bought you ages ago. You blow out all the candles and crawled into the velvet sheets of the bed, tossing and turning at the thought of Ville. You decided to go to bed, angry that Ville hasn’t called or messaged you to say he’d stay out later. Just one text to let you know he’s okay and that he’s thinking of you.

You heard the door unlock and you heard a loud groan from a familiar sounding man. You heard the man stumble in the kitchen, shoes being tripped over, and then you heard the laugh of the person you know and love. Ville was finally home and he sounded tipsy. His clumsiness in the kitchen and living room made you more awake than before.

He finally climbed into bed with you after a minute of getting comfortable at home. You could smell the cigarettes and beer on his lips and skin, pissing you off even more. Your left eye twitched with annoyance. You wanted to give him a piece of your mind at the moment.

He slithered a hand on your hip and whispered in your ear, “Sweetheart, did you miss me?” A kiss then being planted on your neck.

You swatted his hand off of you and scooted closer to the edge of your side of the bed. He looked at you for a good minute with confusion. He sighed and laid on his back, looking at the ceiling.

“Did I do something wrong?”, he whispered again, this time with worry in his voice.

“I don’t know, Ville. It would’ve been nice for a text or call. It would’ve been nice to have you home. Your friends missed you but I missed you too.”, you spat. You rolled your eyes despite him not being able to see you in the dark.

He turned on the lamp on his nightstand and looked at you, his elbow propping himself up. “Darling, it was just a party. I’m back home, I’m here with you now.”, he attempted to soothe you.

“Ville, you do this more times than you think. I’m patient but not this patient. I feel like I’m second compared to your friends and parties. I can wait until you come home from tours because that’s work but I swear you and your friends have a much better relationship than we do.”, you turned to him to argue.

“Hun, I always come back to you. You’re not second, you’re always first. I’m just trying to balance personal life and work. What else do you want me to do?”, his voice sounding stressed and annoyed as he asked the question.

“I want you to actually spend time with me when you come home. Let’s go out for once in a while, watch a movie inside or something. All you do is party nowadays!”, you toss your hands in the air as you get up.

“Oh my fucking gods, sorry that I’m constantly busy for months on end and get no sleep on tour. Gods forbid I try to have any fucking fun.”, he yells at he gets up.

“Oh, you’re busy? You play for a hour or two and then get shit-faced until the next show! I take care of this fucking apartment while you’re gone! I’m the only one cleaning this place thanks to you. I still work while taking care of it, I take care of everything. And I’m doing this alone! You couldn’t handle what I do!”, your voice raises as you get up as well.

You both continue to argue and fight about the situation. A few low blows are made and grunts and sighs are exchanged. The both of your faces are close and angry. You can feel his heavy breathing on your nose as he tries not to lash out. You’re trying not to say something you’ll regret but want to get your point across. His eyes are cold and stern as yours are more upset and frustrated.

“You’re being such a bitch right now. I get to come home to your little temper tantrum, I love it here.”, his voice becoming sarcastic and degrading. His mind is sober and clear, the anger diminishing the liquor in his body.

“Then fucking leave, asshole. Pack up your shit and go find a skank to shack up with.”, you yell at him.

“Oh, you think I’m easy? That’s too fucking funny. Try paying for the apartment with your lousy piece of shit job.”, his voice deep and husky as he tilts his head close to your face.

“Fuck you, Ville.”, you say through gritted teeth.

You felt like exploding with adrenaline and anger. Your heart raced as you stood your ground against him, his tall figure looming over you. The blood in your veins boil at his stupid remarks and sarcastic comments. Why did you ever date someone so stubborn and immature like him?

“You already have and apparently any other girl can too according to you.”, he squint his eyes as he looks you up and down for a quick moment. He looks at you for the faintest reaction.

Your adrenaline gets higher. Yet you didn’t want him to win this argument and fight. You truly were annoyed with his recent actions and decisions. You wanted him to grow up and take this relationship more serious but you couldn’t think of anything to say back. You leave the bedroom to go into the living room, trying to calm down. He follows you to proceed the fighting.

“Oh, now, you don’t have anything else to complain about? You just want to pick a fight with me for no reason? Speak. The. Fuck. Up. You’re being a pyscho bitch.”, his voice getting more aggressive with every word that leaves his lips.

He's trying he hardest not to punch a wall or break anything in the house. He knows how he gets when he’s angry like this and can’t express himself in words.

“I’m the pyscho bitch? I just want to spend time with you. Is that so hard to ask for? You clearly can’t get that through your thick fucking skull! I don’t care what we do. Just be with me. You don’t even make love to me anymore. You don’t fucking want me!”, you lash out with tears in your eyes. The anger getting to you and overwhelming your emotions.

Before you can even close your mouth, Ville kisses you. His big hands grabbing your hips and caressing them with his thumbs. The kiss is aggressive and hungry. His touch is rough and irrational. You kiss him back and wrap your arms around him, running a hand through his wavy hair rapidly. He pats your butt for you to jump and wrap your legs around his waist. You caught the hint and did it, he carried you to the bedroom, still kissing you with full intensity.

You both make it to the bedroom and he pushed you down to the bed, grabbing your wrists as he kissed you harshly. His lips travel to your cheek, jawline and neck in hunger. A string of whimpers and sighs spill from your lips as the sensation of his lips on your body get you hot and bothered.

“Is that all you wanted? You just wanted me to fuck you? You’re such a slut.”, he degrades you before he bites at your soft skin.

You let out sighs of pleasure, becoming a little louder with his words. He had you pinned and you craved to touch him, anything would suffice.

His tongue slides across the crevice of your neck to then leave hickeys littering all over your neck. He gets close to your cleavage before rushing to get your shirt off. Your bra was in the way of getting to see his favorite thing about you, he unclasped it with one hand. His other hand now holding both of your wrists.

“Such a pathetic pretty whore.”, he whispers before he kisses your breasts, leaving bites along the way.

He bites, licks and kissed all of your sensitive spots, leaving you a mess. You could only think of your anger towards him and the overwhelming feeling of lust. He lets go of your wrists to touch your body in any way he pleased. You watched and bit your bottom lip before you place your hands on your pajama pants, attempting to pull them down and off.

He smacks your hand away and grabs your face with his hand, making eye contact with your eager face. “I’ll get to it when I get to it. You don’t get to throw a fit and then lead me.”, his voice is husky and demanding.

You nod and let him touch you even more. He grinded his evident erection against your clothed pussy. You laid there, letting him control you and your every action. You were desperate to touch him but knew he wouldn’t let you. You felt like you were begging him through your gasps.

A few more moments passed of him attacking your skin, marking what was his. His hand that held your wrists now on the other side of your speckled neck. He pulled down your pants and panties, exposing your whole body to him. He wasn’t on top of you anymore but leaning towards the side.

He slides his rough and big hands across your body, finally reaching your folds where he plays with you gently. His touch is different to his hunger driven kisses and it causes some mixed signals. Was he still mad or did this calm him down?

To test the question, you put your hands on the back of his head, your fingers running through his hair. He lets you and continues to rub your clit, teasing one of his fingers at your entrance. The slightest touch giving you some mental praise.

Testing the waters even more, you run your fingers down his body, stopping at the low waistband of his pants. He bucks his hips towards your hands, gesturing for you to touch him.

You put your hand into his pants and brush your fingertips along the length of his cock. You keep touching him but only gently, scared he might shrug you off or swat your hand away again.

This time he grabbed your hand and led it to touch him more. You wrapped your hand around his cock and stroked him until he was moaning with every kiss, bite and hickey.

He stopped touching you for a moment to pull down his pants and boxers, freeing his constricted cock. His cock pressed against your folds and clit, grinding against you as he continues to kiss and mark you as his. With every roll of his hips, a jolt of pleasure gets sent through your body, filling the room with whines.

“I fucking need you right now.”, he groaned as grinds against you for one last time.

Your breath and voice hitched before you nodded rapidly. You wanted every part of him to touch and love you. You were begging at this point with your lust-craved eyes and parted lips. He chuckles before kissing your lips gently.

He leaned closer before grabbing his cock in his hands, stroking himself in the process. His deep groans filling your ears, you wished you could have a recording of his pleasurable voice to remember how he sounds. His voice was vulnerable in these private times.

You feel like you were daydreaming with each noise from his thin lips. Your empty weeps and gasps echoed in his ears.

He angled himself to slowly slide himself in you. You were losing focus of him as he eased himself to a steady pace. Your eyes couldn’t lock with his as you turned to moan in the grasped sheets. His hand was placed on your throat, holding you head in place to look at him.

“You were so desperate to get fucked and now you don’t even have the decency to look at me”, he degraded you through his teeth.

Your eyes locked with him and he began smirking before speeding up. Chuckles slipped from his lips as he saw your pathetic expressions.

His thumb slid across your neck as he slowly eased off the pressure. Your hands landed on his lower back, feeling his hips buck to his quickened movements.

The room was full of moans and the sound of his hips impacting yours. The slight creaks of the bed rustled against the wall. He tried to conceal his moans and groans as best as he could. Every noise made him smile and smirk more before getting lost in lip biting.

His hands landed on your hips to stabilize himself and you. His fingernails digging cresent shapes into your delicate skin. His wavy hair draping over his face as beads of sweat form on his forehead.

His movements slow down as his grasp loosens on your hips. He leans down for a kiss, your lips automatically locking with his. His elbows fell right above your shoulders, propping himself better.

His rough and aggressive kissing mixed with your longing and desperate manners created frantic touching. His hands roamed all over you, your hips, tits, stomach, and ass.

Every time his fingertips glided around your skin, he wanted nothing more to continue to ruin you. To ruin the soft skin he loved so much and to leave you remembering who you belong to.

His hips moved again but at a slow pace. His body positioned right over you as your stomachs pressed together.

His head is in between your neck and shoulder as he keeps plowing into you. He starts to bite on your shoulder to hold in his own grunts and moans but to also mark you even more.

You scratch at his back as he becomes more rough and aggressive. He’s taking out all his anger, frustration and stress out on you. You won in this scenario, having him listen to your frustrations and him fucking you into oblivion.

You already felt your body heating up as he fucked you, almost unraveling underneath him. You moan louder from the sensation and dig your nails in his inked back.

“Baby… please, I’m close. Don’t stop, please.”, you whine out in a begging manner.

He lifts his head to look at you and smirks. He completely stops, a small chuckle leaving his lips before he starts to pant. You look at him and whimper, losing the feeling of your orgasm.

“I think I will stop. You don’t deserve to cum after your little outburst.”, he snickers as he starts to move again.

He give you painfully slow and long strokes before he puts one of your legs on his shoulder. He was hitting everything the right way but it wasn’t enough to cum. He kept everything paced out to keep denying you of climaxing. Whines and whimpers keep leaving your lips, your breath keeps hitching as you hear him groan in a almost silent volume.

“Look at you. Whining like a little bitch. You need more?”, his voice was mocking as he cooed in your ear.

You could only nod repeatedly, giving the gesture of wanting more. You would do anything for him just to let you cum this one time. He gave a shit eating grin when he saw you nod and give a begging expression. He would give up the world for your messy and pleading self.

His slow strokes started to become a tad bit faster as he was losing himself inside you. He couldn’t help it, you just felt too good. He was trying to chase his own high but he wanted you to feel good too. He was going to give up. He shook his head and sighed.

“Tell me what you want. Say please and I’ll let you cum.”, he breathed out through his strokes.

“Ville, you fucking tease. Let me cum, please, Ville…”, your voice was shaking and started to mumble.

He let out a small chuckles before leaning down to kiss your neck. “Good girl. Stay just like that.”, he moaned as he picked up the pace.

He lifted your other leg on his shoulder as he began to hit those deep spots. He wanted you to feel all of him and all that he can give you. His body was still close to yours, leaving hickeys on your soft skin as he spread your legs.

Your denied orgasm came back and you unfolded beneath Ville. Your muscles tensing up as a series of moans and whines leave your puffy lips. Ville gave you a few more thrusts before finding his own climax.

His shoulders dropped as he rode out your high. His lips parted as sweat trailed down his face. Your legs slid off his shoulders but your bodies were still intertwined. You couldn’t look at him for a solid minutes, attempting to compose yourself. He smiled at you and leaned down to kiss your cheek.

Ville looked at your sweating and glistening body once more before he went into the master bedroom’s bathroom and grabbed something to clean you up with. He was careful and gentle, massaging your thighs as he cleaned you.

You giggled and panted as he provided you care. He was soft and loving now, despite his previous hatred filled actions.

“You sure you’re okay? That was a lot even for me. You did so good though.”, he praised you before he went into the bathroom to run a bath for the both of you. The water ran as he came back.

“I’m sorry for what I said.”, you looked at him with worry, worried you offended him earlier.

He chuckles before he pressed his fingertips firmly on all of your hickeys and bite marks. You winced in slight pain and soreness. “That’s for you to remember who you’re talking to.”, he looked at you with a smile before dragging you into the bathroom with him to bathe.

“You know I love you and hate you right.”, he whispered as he helped you into the bathtub and joined you. You smiled at him as you began to hold his hand.

“Maybe you’d hate me less and love me more if you came home on time.”, you smirked at him, repeating the same argument from earlier that started this all. You just wanted to get a rise out of him.

“Sweetheart, I’m not doing this again.”, he rolled his eyes at you.

“I love and hate you too.”, you leaned towards him and gave him a soft kiss on his small lips.

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empyreanwritings · 2 years ago

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Two Feels Better than One

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x fem!Reader x Nanami Kento

Word Count: 2.8k

Summary: You have wanted Nanami for far too long, and it seems Gojo feels the same way about him, too. This is technically part two to Two is Better than One but can be read as a stand-alone one-shot!

Warnings: (18+ Only, MINORS DNI) This is pure smut with vv little plot; threesomes - M/F/M and M/M/F dynamics; face-fucking; slight degradation, heavy praise kinks; cunnilingus; finishing inside but no breeding kink; usage of "princess" and "sweetheart"; spanking; fingering; overstimulation; hair pulling; and of course, we have an eiffel tower bc I could not resist.

Every part of your body feels nothing but Gojo and Nanami. Their touch feels too much and not enough all at the same time. If Nanami pushes, Gojo pulls. You don’t know who to focus on, but even if your brain tries to pick one, the other tips you over and demands your attention again.

“Please,” you whine, fingers digging into Gojo’s thighs as he holds you flush against his chest.

“Please what, princess?” He coos. “What do you want?”

“I-I can’t take it much longer.”

He gently grips your chin and forces you to look up at him. “Oh, poor thing. You want to come, don’t you? But I haven’t given you permission. You can hold it.”

Nanami lifts his head from between your thighs, his fingers still delicately rolling over your clit. Your juices cover his chin from the last half hour of eating you out. His usual gentle demeanor has been replaced by a man starved. Starved for you, starved to make you feel as good as he feels to finally have you.

“You can come for me, sweetheart,” Nanami urges you with a smile. “I’ll let you come.”

He slowly pushes his fingers into you, gasping with you at the sensation. The tight coil in your stomach threatens to snap, but just before you can give yourself over, a sharp sting on your cheek pulls you right out of it.

“Don’t you dare come, princess,” Gojo hisses as he soothes the sting with a sloppy, open-mouth kiss. “You come when I tell you to.”

Nanami leans down to press a kiss against your clit, letting his fingers drag in and out of you until you feel the coil tighten again. His fingertips brush against that spongey, delicate spot, and the second he does, you whine again, which only fuels him to keep going. You aren’t sure how long you can hold back, but Gojo’s fingers are still holding your jaw, reminding you of his threat.

“Come for me,” Nanami moans against you. “Please come for me, sweetheart. I need it.”

Something about the way he moans when he’s fucking his fingers into you so gently makes you snap. You moan his name as you come, back arching off of Gojo’s chest despite his hold on you and legs quivering around Nanami’s head.

“There it is,” he groans at the sight of you dripping down his wrist. He fucks you through your high and laps up what he can with his tongue when you’ve collapsed. You try to push his head away–too sensitive to keep going–but he doesn’t budge, and you don’t have the strength to fight back.

But you can’t relish in your orgasm for long. Gojo’s chest rumbles underneath you, and his eyes are filled with a cold fury when you finally bring yourself to meet them.

“Oh, princess.” His tone is filled with faux regret. As if his next words will hurt him more than they hurt you. “You’re going to regret that.”

Nanami sits back on his knees, silently watching the two of you. He’s never seen Gojo be mean to you, but you seem to like it when it’s in the comfort of your bedroom. His pants are tight; he’s aching to get his hands on you again, but Gojo has a plan for you. All he can do is sit back and hope it involves him somehow.

Gojo shoves your back until you’re on your hands and knees. Your face is at eye level with Nanami’s lap, but you don’t have time to admire how big his bulge is because Gojo’s wrapping your hair around his fist and pulling you back slightly.

“Look what you did to poor Nanamin,” he whispers into your ear. “You selfishly came before either of us, and now his dick’s practically popping out of his pants.”

“Satoru-”

He smacks your ass so hard, you might have fallen forward if he didn’t have a tight grip on your hair. “I didn’t ask you to speak, princess.”

You whimper but remain silent, which Gojo praises as he massages the sore spot on your ass. Nanami wants to say he’s being too rough on you, but you’re enjoying it. He doesn’t have to see your pussy to know it’s dripping from Gojo’s rough treatment. If you had a problem with his actions, you would have said something by now.

“Since you wanted to come so badly, you’re not gonna stop coming until I tell you, you got that?” You don’t respond, and Gojo chuckles. “Such an obedient little princess. But while I take care of ya, you need to take care of Nanami, okay? Suck him off, make sure he knows you’re thankful for what he did.”

He loosens his grip on your hair, letting you go enough so you can grip onto Nanami’s belt loops. You look up at Nanami. You’re asking for permission he had granted long before you three started, but he nods all the same. Your eagerness to get your mouth wrapped around his cock has him ready to bust out of his zipper, which is why he’s grateful you finally released him.

“You’re so obedient for Nanami,” Gojo hums against the curve of your ass and bites it. You gasp at the pain and push yourself back against his mouth. “You’re making me jealous, princess.”

You don’t look back at him to argue–you’re too focused on Nanami’s cock in your hand. He’s thick. Your fingers barely manage to wrap around most of him, but you try anyways and give him an experimental tug. Once. Twice. He’s moaning over such small movements, and it makes you excited to see what else you can do to get those noises out of him.

Nanami strokes your cheek as you place a kiss on his tip and lick at the small bead of precum already pooling there. You swirl your tongue around his head, and though Nanami doesn’t let go of your cheek, his eyes close, and his head falls back, letting himself enjoy every delicious second you spend tasting him. He’s not even upset you haven’t fully taken him in your mouth yet because your tongue feels that good.

Gojo doesn’t mind the attention isn’t on him, but he still takes this opportunity to swipe his tongue between your folds to get it back. He promised you orgasms until your body physically couldn't take it anymore, and he was going to uphold that promise now.

If Nanami ate you out like a starved man, Gojo devoured you like it was his last meal. He wanted your cum on his tongue for every course. And if someone told him he had to choose between eating your sweet pussy and living, he'd rather die right after he made you come again.

You're still so sensitive from Nanami's treatment that it doesn't take you long before Gojo's driving you over the edge again. He fucks his tongue into you, alternating between sloppily licking every inch of you he can and stroking his tongue in as deep as it'll go. The noises he makes are obscene, but you're gasping and wiggling so much he knows you love it.

He doesn't give you time to adjust after your orgasm hits, either. He feels your juices coat his tongue, and he's already adding two fingers in you to bring another one just as quickly.

"F-fuck, Satoru-" You mewl.

Gojo snaps his head up but doesn't stop the movement of his fingers. "If she's talking, you aren't being satisfied, Nanami. Shut her up and fuck her mouth."

Nanami sucks in a breath to argue, but you're already gripping onto his cock and agree with Gojo. Yes, fuck my mouth, Kento. Please. You're so desperate to feel him fill up your throat, and Nanami doesn't hesitate after that.

His hands gather up your hair to use as leverage as he slowly pushes his cock into your mouth. He doesn't stop until he feels you gag around him, and even then, he holds it for a few seconds before pulling away to let you breathe. He does that several times until he finally finds a rhythm he likes and focuses solely on how warm and wet your mouth feels.

Gojo seems satisfied by his pace because it isn't long before he's leaning down to flick his tongue between your folds again. His tongue matches Nanami's pace, but his fingers move on their own. They fuck you brutally, relentlessly until you're coming around them, moans muffled by Nanami's cock.

"Shit, princess, you're doing so good for me. You're ready to take me, aren't ya?"

It's not a question. It's a warning. Gojo gives you no time to prepare before he's yanking his pants down and shoving his cock into you. You cry against Nanami's cock, fingers digging into the man's thighs and tears pooling in your eyes. Nanami falters for a moment, but you shake your head. You're okay. You like it.

"Oi, Nanami."

"Hm?" He tears his gaze away from you to look over a Gojo, who's got a shit-eating grin on his face.

"High-five?" He holds his hand out but doesn't miss a beat when he thrusts into you. How he manages to focus on so many things at once will never cease to amaze Nanami.

"No. That's childish."

"C'mon! I've always wanted to do this."

Nanami sighs and reluctantly holds his hand out so Gojo can smack it. He has no idea why Gojo wanted to do that so badly, but he refuses to ask. The answer may be worse than the action.

Instead, he turns his focus back to you. Your drool covers his dick, and tears are running down your face, but you haven't once told them it was too much. You took it all; you wanted to please them. Not just Gojo–you wanted to please Nanami, too.

The thought pushes him to come. He hits the back of your throat with the first load and moans your name loudly as they keep coming. You moan with him. He imagines it's his name that you're saying. He hopes it is.

And you swallow as much as your throat allows. When he pulls back, only a small amount escapes down your chin, but he captures that with his thumb and greedily shoves it back in your mouth. You even take that beautifully.

You lean forward and press another kiss to his tip. He smiles warmly down at you, and it's such a tender moment he almost forgets Gojo is in the room. At least until a loud slap! rings through the air, and your elbows buckle against the sheets, forcing your face in them to hide your scream.

"Don't get too comfortable, Nanami," he pants. "You're fucking her pussy next. It's too fuckin' good not to share."

Gojo leans over until his chest is pressed against your back, and his mouth hovers over your ear. He fucks you deep and slow, letting you feel every inch of his cock as he whispers, "And I told you. I'm not stopping until you're begging me to. You've got more orgasms in you, I can feel it."

His hips press against your ass, and he holds you there. You whimper and whine and beg him to move, but he doesn't. He just trails his finger down your arm and kisses your shoulder.

"Gojo." Gojo smiles up at Nanami, tilting his head to the side to say 'yes?' "She's been good. Give her what she wants."

Gojo hums. "As you wish, Nanamin."

You should have enjoyed the slow strokes while you could because the second Gojo leans back and plants his hands on your hips, he's fucking you to remind you who's really in charge. His pace is brutal. You have to bite onto the sheets to muffle your screams, and Nanami strokes your hair the entire time. Cooing at you over how well you take Gojo.

You're doing so well, sweetheart.

You don't have to hide those screams.

Let us hear how good he's making you feel.

Gojo reaches around and rubs circles over your clit, driving you over the edge for the fourth time. Your walls clamp around him so tightly, and his thrusts grow sloppy. He comes soon after you, making sure to hold you still so you can take every bit of his seed.

The warmth makes you squirm, but you take it all. Not that you could protest if you wanted to because your body is turning fuzzy with every second that passes. Your nerves feel exposed. When Gojo pulls out, you shudder at the sudden feeling of his cum dripping out of you.

It's too much.

It's not enough.

You're rooted in your spot when you hear Gojo call Nanami. He falls back against the pillows, sweat dripping down his face and his cock glistening with a mixture of your juices. You do nothing but admire the sight from where you've collapsed against the bed.

"Come clean me up, Kento," Gojo purrs towards the other man. "Wanna feel your mouth."

You half expect Nanami to protest, but he surprises you by crawling towards Gojo and fitting himself between his thighs. You watch in awe as Nanami greedily sucks Gojo down and works his mouth up and down, cleaning up every part of him.

"Oh, fuck, Kento," Gojo moans as his fingers dig into his hair. "S'fucking good. Keep going like that."

You shift to get a better view. Watching the two men you desire the most relish in each other's pleasure makes your body feel hot all over. The exhaustion you previously felt is long gone. You're suddenly ready for another round, but you allow them this moment. You just watch and smile, knowing they never would have taken this step if it weren't for you.

Gojo senses your attention on them and pats the empty spot next to his torso. "I promised you orgasms, princess. Let me finger you while he–fuck!--while he sucks me off."

You crawl next to Gojo, letting your fingers trail up Nanami's body as you situate yourself. You lean up and capture Gojo's mouth with yours in a languid kiss. Neither of you is in a rush or feels the need to fight for dominance. You simply choose to feel.

You feel his fingers push into your sensitive core.

He feels Nanami's hot mouth sucking him down like it's his job.

But he sacrifices that feeling so he can pull Nanami up by his hair and force him to straddle his lap. Gojo kisses you both with a renewed sense of urgency as if it'll end if he finishes too soon. He wants to take his time. Wants both of you to feel as good as he does.

He lies back against the pillow and watches you and Nanami kiss on top of him. This was the best idea you ever had, he tells himself. And he never wants this–whatever the hell this is–to end.

The three of you don't stop for hours. Even when your bones turn to jell-o, you still manage to continue slowly fucking each other until you absolutely can't anymore. And even then, you still find the energy to keep playing in the shower as you help each other clean up. Then make a mess and clean up all over again.

You fall asleep first, limbs wrapped tightly around Gojo's body as he props himself against the headboard. You murmur something to them about breakfast, but your words die with a gentle snore. Gojo chuckles over how cute it is.

His laughter stops when he sees Nanami start to dress.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" He's quiet but firm. He doesn't want to wake you and start something none of you have the energy to discuss right now.

Nanami glances back at Gojo. "I figured you two would want your privacy. I'm not part of-"

"Shut up. She said she wanted you, and that's not just for one night."

"You're okay with that?"

Gojo smirks. "You think she's the only one who wants you?"

His words catch Nanami off guard. He can tell by the way he blinks rapidly. Instead of urging him to talk about it now, he pats the empty part of the bed on the other side of you. It's an invitation for the night. Maybe forever.

"Come sleep," he replies with a warmth Nanami isn't used to. "We'll talk about it in the morning."

Nanami complies because he's always been weak for you, and now he's weak for Gojo too. He crawls into bed and lets Gojo pull the blanket around the three of you. His arms wrap around you, and Gojo manages to stretch out across your torso until his hands rest on the small of Nanami's back.

It feels right.

For once in their lives, it feels complete.

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thisispoggers · 6 months ago

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To be fair the comics has always been way more vioent/emotional heavy than its animation counterpart for YEARS, galaxy s1 comic featured fang's backstory where his parents dies, movie 2 comic's version of the elements disappearing is just brutal (Retak'ka just grabs solar's face and the poor boi is crying); it also featured boi being more sad and coming to terms with leaving the others behind.

The comics has always been somewhat known as for teens and up. Sadly for season 2 its whole premise was given to the comic creators and not the usualy animation writers, this of course leads to a lot of changes between both (especially since there was no plan for an animated season 2 so the comic writers were allowed to go wild for it)

In full retrospect, if the animation was created before the comic version not many complaints would've been given to it (at least not as much as right now)

NAW BUT FR THO (excuse my babble below the cut lol)

My lil boyo getting that plot stick beating whenever he’s on paper lmao and honestly good on the comic writers to go ham on it cuz damn my boy went through the wringer (good lord the 2nd Movie comic bruh)

Also I have since detached comic from its animation not only for BBB but for really all types of fandom I’m in (think OPM as an example cuz One literally just lets Murata do whatever lol)

Cuz animating something from a comic, that you know is gonna be streamed on TV in a literal worldwide network, is hella tricky cuz the comic deals with heavy stuff so tryna adapt that to animation and also work out how y’all are gonna sneak this pass through network is gonna be a bit of a b so whatever “true to comic” animation scene we get im happy for it (not gonna jinx on EP 4 so imma just say that I’m curious how they’re gonna do it lmao) (also I hope they patch out plot holes in case that happens and also make Kuputeri a badass again PLS MONSTA PLS) (still big mad that our queen didn’t get to beat someone up)

Also on the thing bout if the animation is released before the comic? Honestly yeah that’s so true cuz if I were to watch the animated series, I’d be vv entertained and liking how it’s going ya kno?

My lil boy may be getting a beat down at every turn but hey atleast he still got that lil kiddy sparkle within him that lets him have fun even during a really bad situation

Bruh imagine if it actually goes that route like saying “wow the animated series is rather heavy I wonder how’s the comic doing” and then the comics get out and everyone just says a resounding “oh no” when Oboi starts farming trauma points against his will

Anyways am I kinda miffed bout the animated series? Nah not that much it’s doing fine rn (they have since won me over by providing BoEl content like they don’t need to give us RiSol and TTM moments but they did and hallelujah for that)

Is it going great? Mmmmm it’s really too early to say cuz we are only 3 episodes in also I forgot how many episodes it’s supposed to be but judging from how’s it running I think around 10 or over that so they still got some time

#anyways babble over I’m still mad that Kuputeri got damseled during that scene #CUZ WE BEEN KNEW THAT OUR QUEEN COULD FIGHT AND WIN✊#boboiboy #boboiboy galaxy #ask response #Pog talks #if they try to fit all of Windara into 6 episodes like Sori then bruh the huge plot holes that’s gonna make #I’m literally just babbling cnksncnd

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telomeke · 1 year ago

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LAST TWILIGHT – SOME EARLY THOUGHTS

If you're hesitating at the doorstep of Last Twilight because you're not a fan of JimmySea, or because you've been overly disappointed by GMMTV of late, or because the plot of this BL seems hackneyed and/or sappy... I think Ep.1 may yet surprise you, as it did me. 😍

Whenever Khun Noppharnach eases into the director's seat, some kind of magic happens. I have no other explanation for this... I never thought much of this branded pair; Vice Versa was one big yawn as far as I was concerned (despite some very interesting world-building – but all that promise was soon squandered), and Jimmy's acting never seemed too far removed from barely-animated woodblock (in BBS especially, though he was greatly improved in VV).

But Ep.1 of Last Twilight has made me re-think all of that... Yes the plot does reek somewhat of the contrived (bad boy meets suffering, deficient angel and each is obviously fated to be the other's salvation). But Director Aof has managed to introduce some nuance into their portrayals (Sea's Day isn't some shining, selfless martyr – he's a sardonic, cynical, self-hating Dr. House destined for a different cane; Jimmy's Bad Boy Mhok – hello do-over Wai! – has emotional baggage from his sister's death and a strangely believable, platonic and supportive relationship with his ex-girlfriend Porjai, played by a luminous Namtan). The acting from the two main leads is notches above what we've seen them do in previous outings (I live for Sea's snarky little smirks, whenever Day's self-hate threatens to explode out at the world; and there are flashes of emotion crossing Jimmy's face that I never thought I'd live to see – watch the expressions flicker across his face when Porjai visits him in the lock-up, bearing dark news of his big sis Rung).

I think part of Director Aof's talent, that we never seem to give him enough credit for, is his ability to draw out the best from his actors. If they're limited by inexperience, there's only so much he can do (thus the Wai we got in Bad Buddy) but once they have more to give, it shows and I think he's the catalyst.

The cinematog is crisp and clear, but it also makes heavy use of close-ups with elements (usually faces) always slightly out-of-frame, calling out to Day's visual predicament perhaps? 🤔

And we've already had a director cameo! Assistant Director Meng Chaiyapat Pitisutrakul was also one of the interview candidates at Ep.1 [1‌/4] 21.16 and ‌Ep.1 [1‌/4] 23.18 (he mentions his appearance on Facebook, linked here.)

I have cautious hopes for this one. You can sense Khun Noppharnach's assured hand operating behind the scenes, and it truly shows up in the work onscreen. Such a contrast with Only Friends, and so refreshing too.

#last twilight #jimmysea #jimmy jitaraphol #sea tawinan #meng chaiyapat pitisutrakul #aof noppharnach chaiyahwimhon

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evertidings · 1 year ago

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N IN the nightclub chapter when it’s your ch tears me to shreds, they’re soooo cute. I LOVE THEM SO BAD, I’m also obsessed with this game.

( I played it all in 3 hours and then replayed it with everyone else’s route, VV OBSESSED WITH all of them).

hehe chapter six was a fun one. it’s one of the only chapters that is particularly romance heavy but is still (extremely) relevant to plot. i think it’s everyone’s favourite haha. i’m glad you enjoyed it and N <3

#ask #appreciation

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diorkyeom · 1 year ago

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i just noticed how there is NO noni angst on ao3

like what if you just wanna read him being sad and closed off and make yourself cry thinking about it but you also want the fic to be mlm? when then?

WAIT I MIGHT HAVE ONE FOR THAT????

try Sea Legs ^^ it's a long fic, and has indications of explicit stuff at the end but it's rlly skippable and not w hansol at all

ngl the romance aspect isn't rlly there bc it's very plot heavy,,, but noni is vv sad and he misses his hyungs and minghao gets hurt too :D

#leiz answers ;#sky 🌱#moots !

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emma-ofnormandy · 2 years ago

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TAG GAME: EIGHT SHOWS TO GET TO KNOW ME

@fireflyxrebel-writes had an open tag and Im bored between meetings so, why the hell not!

1. Vikings: Valhalla- If you’ve been around that last year+, this one is a give in. As a fan of period dramas, I never really ventured into shows this early in history until VV, but my husband got me into it and now these characters have grabbed me and will not let go. The investment in this story is quite high and has now given me a wonderful fandom to be a part of as well.

2. The Witcher- A fantasy genre indulgence that I was initially hesitant of since I don’t enjoy GoT but do like LOTR, but has since stuck in me. I will forever be a simp for the found family trope and add to that the amazing woman that is Yennefer of Vengerberg and you have me sunk. The strong females as a whole draw me in and keep me invested. With a change up of the lead after season 3, I will struggle to stick with it, but I will watch enough of 4 to see if my husband notices there is a different actor for Geralt.

3. Shadow and Bone- As a big fan of the crows duology, when I knew they would be in the series I had to watch. I continue for that story and for the hopeful spin-off. I also watch just for the cast- they are such an inclusive and lovely bunch of people that I do it for them.

4. Miss Scarlet and the Duke- Victorian England, unapologetically independent and smart lady, handsome police detective reluctant counter part, mutual pining and slow burn, enjoyable supporting cast- what isn’t to love about this show? Hits all the notes for me and I think more people would fall in love with it if they knew about it.

5. The Office (US)- It is one of those comfort shows for me. It plays in the background while I do stuff or I watch it if there is nothing else on or don’t have the mental capacity to get invested in anything. It’s my TV security blanket.

6. NCIS- I will preference this with I do not watch past Ziva’s exit (so season 11 onward I have not seen). It’s the first show I think I actually got invested in. It creates stories outside of drama related plot lines, fleshes our characters and allows slow builds and character arcs to truly shine. I think streaming media needs to take notes and revert back to this type of story telling rather than cram everything into 8 episodes.

7. After Life- Perhaps not one that most people would peg for me, but the way it deals with a significant loss and the surviving person coming to terms with that while simultaneously intertwining additional heavy subject matter along side normal life BS is just amazing. It is some of the best dark humor out there and, in my mind, is flawless in every way.

8. Law and Order- The show that probably started my true crime obsession and the reason some true crime podcast is always playing or I’m watching some true crime documentary. I enjoy the (usually) single episode stories and the original show had some amazing cast members. It is a basis for inspiration in some of my AU fanfic writings and has so many seasons that there are probably still episodes I haven’t seen.

Tagging @something-more @witch-and-her-witcher @shelivesinhermind @mercurygray @naps4bats and @lafiametta but not pressure lovelies!

#about me #liz nonsense #tag game #long post

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zarazmnie-cos · 2 years ago

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↳ ❝ [baby, i will never get enough] ¡! ❞

requested? yes, for anon ! hihi <3 can i request something with jihoon + breeding kink? only if u feel comfortable ofc ! 💗

contains: park jihoon x fem!reader; smut, porn without a trace of plot; unprotected sex (fr fellas use protection pls); breeding kink, creampie, mating press??? dirty talk??? a lil begging ig; overstimulation, implied round two; lmk if i missed something

words: 749

a/n: i have no explanation for that. none. it sorta just happened. although as always reblogs and feedback is appreciated vv much <3 [masterlist here]

JIHOON ACTED WEIRD FOR A FEW DAYS. A FEW DAYS YOU HAD TO BABYSIT YOUR COUSIN’S LITTLE KIDDOS. AND WHEN YOU FINALLY CONNECTED THE DOTS, IT ALL SPIRALED DOWN TO YOU LAYING UNDERNEATH HIM. A WILD SPARK IN HIS EYES, WHICH YOU HAVE NEVER SEEN BEFORE, MADE YOU GIGGLE WITH ANTICIPATION.

“you’re- so- cute, darling,” jihoon managed to mumble out between long kisses, his hand wandering from your inner thigh to your tummy, then hip. “bet our kids would be almost as cute.”

without any break, he lightly bit on your lower lip, causing you to moan slightly and letting him slide his tongue between your lips. his hand stopped on your tummy, massaging it and pinching it in a few places.

“you’ll look so cute with your belly stuffed with my babies,” the devilish grin jihoon had on his face matched his words. you tried to put your thighs together, but your boyfriend’s hands holding them apart left your aching pussy clenching around nothing. your heavy breathing and hands trying to pull him closer made him chuckle. “you want me to stuff you full of my kids, huh?”

“p-please.” you managed to breathe out, getting a loving kiss as a reward. it took him only a few seconds to adjust himself and slowly push himself into you.

“so- tight, darling. only for me,” a breathy moan escaped your mouth at the sensation. the feeling of fullness you longed for, kind of overwhelmed you in the beginning, but when you relaxed, it felt ecstatic.

“m-more, please.” it was all you could mumble, but it was all jihoon needed. as he finally started moving inside you, you bit on your lower lip, trying to mute your sounds.

“let it out, darling. let everyone hear how good it feels,” almost as on command, you stopped biting your lip and did what he said. hearing your moans and screams, those louder, shorter, and quieter, made jihoon smile. “that’s right, darling. let me hear those pretty sounds of yours.”

the squeaks of the bed, moans, and groans of you and your boyfriend – it turned you on even more. thanks to that, jihoon could even more easily slide in and out of you, making wet sounds that only added more oil to this sinful fire. you almost lost yourself whole to this pleasure and situation, almost not noticing how jihoon grabbed you under your knees and pushed them all the way to your chest.

“i’ll make you full of my babies, i fucking will,” hearing his words and feeling his pace pick up, you clenched even more around his length, as your breathing quickened and your brain stopped producing thoughts. “so- fucking- pretty- for me only. shit-“

as jihoon picked up even more on his animalistic-like pace, your brain turned off for good, turning into mush. unable to produce coherent thoughts and say them, you only blabbered out jihoon’s name in moments when you weren’t screaming in pleasure.

“’m- close-!” was all you managed to glue together between moans and screaming his name. almost as on command, jihoon started rubbing circles on your clit with his finger, causing you to grind yourself on him even more.

“so pretty-“ jihoon still repeated these lines, way too love-drunk with the way you are. but when your high washed all over you, he stopped only for a while. a short one, before he started moving again. “gonna make you so round, gonna make you have my babies-“

it hurt, but the pleasure was bigger. you couldn’t catch a single breath, since your boyfriend was ramming you into the mattress so good you kinda forgot about breathing. all you were focused on was the pleasure, the situation, and his words.

“shit, gonna-“ he didn’t even manage to end the sentence, as his body was quicker. the feeling of something warm releasing inside you made you chant your boyfriend’s name again. “have to make sure you’re taking everything i gave you, darling.”

as stood for a while like that, his length still inside you, his lips found their way to yours. this time, the kisses were full of love, reassurance, and somewhat of pride, almost as if his lips were saying “you did amazing”.

“uh-oh,” when jihoon finally pulled out and said it with a cheeky grin, your eyes widened. you wanted to ask what’s wrong, but the answer came faster. “you’re dripping out the good stuff i gave you. i guess it’s time for round number two, then.”

@ sha-la-la, DONT repost, translate or copy !

#treasure smut #park jihoon #jihoon smut #jihoon treasure #treasure hard hours #treasure #yg treasure #treasure kpop #treasure jihoon #kpop smut #kpop writing #kpop requests

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barry-j-blupjeans · 3 years ago

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They all sound so interestinggggggg ugh how do I choose????

Okay okay, obviously Magnus Talks to the Red Robe AU because I have been so so SO excited for that one since the first tiny snippet you've posted about it

Angus/Annie AU my BELOVED, I absolutely ADORED Annie growing up, and I just have a need now to know more about this deep within my soul omg

Barry's sad ): fic is a hilarious way to name a fic and is interesting, but if you don't want to answer anything about that one because I already said two of them, that's okie lol

magnus talks to the red robe au is a mess but it's my mess and i love it. i think the name is pretty self-explanatory but just in case- magnus decides to actually COMMUNICATE like a NORMAL PERSON to red robe barry bc he's confused n lucretia isn't giving him any straight answers. im kinda stuck on a bit rn so it's a heavy wip but! it's almost done? a hesitant almost done on the first draft at least sldfsd. i love seeing barry n magnus interact so it's good 👌

a bite-sized snippet:

“There has to be a way to stop it, though,” Magnus said and the Red Robe grimaced.

“We… we tried, Magnus.”

“Well, then you try again!” Magnus said. “I’m not gonna just let the Storm destroy this world, I’m- this is my home!”

“I know,” the Red Robe said quietly. There was a pain in his voice and Magnus couldn’t comprehend why. “I’m… I’ll try my best, bud.”

“Promise me,” Magnus said. He held out his hand. “Shake on it. Anything. Just promise me you won’t let the storm get this world.”

“I- I can’t shake your hand, Mags, I’m like, a ghost, but I- I promise. I don’t like seeing a world get gobbled up just as much as you don’t. Now, uh, did you have any questions? For me?”

rest of the answers are below the cut bc this is getting long sdlkfsd

the annie/angus au is so underdeveloped still sdlfsd. im basing it off the 1999 annie bc that one's my favorite tho :O angus, ofc, would be annie. Taako is Warbucks, Kravitz is Grace, and i cannot describe how happy i was deciding that edward n lydia would be miss hannigan/rooster bc it's a golden idea sldfjsd. unsure about lily yet but im heavily leaning towards sazed or brian tbh. i feel like brian would fit the role better tho!

(again, vv underdeveloped, i barely have anything written down for it lsdfkds)

barry's sad ):!!! i have depression, now barry has depression! that's how it works baby! that's pretty much the plot sddfjsd. just,, barry coping w the fact that he was alone and ostracized for 12 years and then suddenly being shoved back into a family situation where the whole world is grateful for him? that's gotta be rough. n it's like,, the anger that can come w that disconnect and the sadness of even having to go through it at all.

again, as with most of my fics, this one is Primarily Vent Based. i see a lot of ppl talking about how ptsd/other mental health issues can make you sad and tired and stuff, but not nearly enough about how angry it can make you? especially towards ppl who are just trying to help. this is me trying to explore that side of myself (and barry) in a way that won't necessarily hurt anyone u know 😔 trauma can get u REAL fucked up and then ur just not supposed to talk about it w ppl???? it's wild

anyway slkdfsd- snippet again :O

“That’s not it at- at all,” Barry said, pressing his hands into his face. The pressure felt nice. “I know that you didn’t care and that everyone outside of- of us, you still don’t really give a fuck about. Like, I get that. But I spent so long depending on others because if I didn’t have hope in y’all, what did I have, y’know? Literally, if I gave up, what would I have?”

“Outta control lich,” Taako said. “Fantasy Christ, Barold.”

“Yeah,” Barry said, taking his glasses off. He pressed his head against the pod. It was disgustingly warm. He didn’t really mind. “I wish I could not care, like you. I wish I could just say fuck everyone else, but I can’t. I feel bad, T. I wanna fuckin’ stop feeling bad.”

Taako was silent. Barry felt tears bubble up. His throat felt like chalk and his whole body was tense. He was so tired. He was so tired. He couldn’t take a break until things were fixed. Like when you’re running a marathon. You can’t sit down or you might not get back up, because your legs are so sore. Except Barry’s entire body was sore. Everyday. The deep ache in his chest, the pull of gravity throwing him down. As a lich, things were easier to ignore. As a human, in a living body again? Gods…

“I think you need to go to bed,” Taako finally said.

#i am speaking #asks #tentatively positive 3 #ise cube answers

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oyasuminto · 3 years ago

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going after Purity now? starting to think you like shitty drama

OKAY SO

i'll just give a rundown of the plot

danny and his mom move from new jersey to los angeles in california. she keeps on hyping it up and when they get there it's just,,,,, dingy apartments so he already isn't happy. he had to leave his friends n school n all that shit. he goes to a beach party w/friends and sticks up for a cute girl but her ex (johnny lawrence) ends up beating his ass and makes a fool of him cause johnny has like,,,, Actual teaching about karate n shit but daniel doesn't. he eventually becomes friends w/the handyman for the apartments, my miyagi who's a first gen immigrant from japan. stand in dad that becomes Real Dad (he doesn't get w/momma larusso but does start to become danny's actual father figure.)

eventually danny goes to another fuckin party (you think he'd learn to keep to himself) after being bullied by johnny and his friends. he goes to the bathroom and hides as soon as he sees Da Cobras (just four other guys that go to cobra kai dojo lol) but eventually takes a hose and sprays a buncha fuckin water on johnny while he's holed up in a stall tryna roll a joint. obviously, johnny gets fuckin pissed and they end up chasing danny throughout town. mr miyagi sees this, intervenes, and ends up beating children's asses

miyagi

one of johnny's friends ends up with an Arm Hurty so you see it in a sling for a while but it heals back up, nothing major

anyways, daniel gets all fuckin Angry Crying about how they know all this karate shit and how he doesn't so that means he's always gonna lose (granted, he could just,,,,,,, not provoke them like in the bathroom scene) so they go down to the cobra kai dojo and it's too expensive for just his mom to pay for. kreese is the teacher and he has a bunch of special forces vietnam paraphernalia n medals of honor n shit hanging up from his glory days(he doesn't say it outright but this man is RACIST i fucking KNOW IT) so miyagi goes to him n asks for a peace thing. daniel can learn w/them and they'll leave him alone but kreese just kinda laughs. an under 18 tournament is goin on so miyagi proposes that he'll teach daniel himself to go up against kreese's students but in exchange, these kids have to fuckin leave danny alone to train.

kreese likes Challenge so he agrees, fully getting a weird boner for "oughhhh yeah we're gonna fuckin break this kid's ARM"

daniel says WHAT THE HELL, MAN and miyagi makes him do a buncha chores for him night n day for muscle memory that'll help w/certain Schmoves. very cheesy but vv good. when danny gets fed up w/it, miyagi just fights his bitch ass n what daniel's been doing has been defense adjacent so he's able to finally act kinda competently in this sorta fight. lotsa training n stuff but just know eventually there's passive racism towards miyagi and he almost throws hands and tells them to fuckin get their bitch asses outta his sight. but the whole deal w/miyagi is that he's been in war so he no longer wants to be aggressive or offensive, his whole thing is defense only

best defense is No Be There. get outta that place before anything can start lmao, thats the first tip because OBVIOUSLY danny cannot leave people alone

i love him but damn, where's he gettin all this fuckin confidence from jfc

eventually miyagi opens up to danny about how he was in the military for ww2 and how he lost his late wife and child while they were in internment camps. it's really heavy, actually

it turns out miyagi still has the note breaking the news to him and daniel finds it in his house after miyagi falls asleep

he keeps his medal of honor and all pictures hidden away, he fuckin hates those memories. it's a really good foil for kreese and the writing is fuckin GOOD

when daniel turns 18 i think? the wiki says that but it's also publicly edited so i'm assuming the tournament is for people younger than 18 and people who are eighteen kinda like,,,,, the uhh less than Or equal to sign in math

ANYWAYS, WHEN DANNY'S BIRTHDAY COMES, MIYAGI GIVES HIM AN ACTUAL GI

it's very sweet

he also gives him one of the cars he fuckin polished for hours and hours and hours because miyagi already has a bunch of older ones he's working on

danny ends up taking his Love Inch Rest to the boardwalk or somethn with it and finally doesn't feel embarrassed to be w/allie, someone who you can tell comes from a middle class family

honest to god this movie touches on subtle classism too and it hits Too close to home

0/10, him interacting w/allie's parents feels TOO MUCH like when i, a colored poor child, met the parents of my friends, well off white people

there's a whole woaghhhhh love triangle for allie, him, n johnny but honestly it just feels gay

anyways, allie is late to their date so daniel goes to the country club thing through the back and kitchens and he sees johnny kiss her, he bumps into someone w/Spaghet and he's just,,,, on the floor covered in it and his white shirt is fucking ruined. he runs out of there crying while allie tries to explain that it Actually wasn't what it looked like

the secondhand embarrassment, man

OOF

anyways, the tournament comes up and daniel rises through the ranks etc etc, he starts getting nervous because he'll have to beat bobby n johnny (they're gay 'friends' <33) and oh god that's fucking INTIMIDATING

kreese forces bobby to do an illegal move to fuck up daniel's leg and that forces bobby to get dq'ed for something he's been working for all year along w/hurting someone he never wanted to really HURT

where one of my favorite scenes comes from because that scene says SO MUCH even if you don't watch ANY of the rest of the movie

like, bobby is always the one to tell the others off when they're starting to seriously harm danny. he mediates n tells tommy off when he tries to bait johnny into responses. he doesn't want any SERIOUS harm to come to danny or anyone they make fun of, so kreese forcing him to fuck up daniel's leg and bobby listening anyways says,,,,,, a Lot. because he's scared of kreese and what he'll do if he doesn't listen. i'm not making this up, kreese is canonically abusive and the opening to the sequel takes place right after the tournament and it's really upsetting to me lmao

he puts johnny in a chokehold and smashes his fuckin hand through a car window, breaks the second place medal in fuckin throws it out into the rest of the parking lot, and miyagi has to step in yet again

BUT THAT'S THE SECOND MOVIE

just healthy father figure things ❤️ ✨

anyways, daniel still continues on after bobby hurts his leg which was SUPPOSED to take him out of the fuckin tournament. and neither him nor johnny can get the upper hand on the other but eventually after Woaghhhh Build Up, danny beats him

and then johnny does genuinely go " you're alright, larusso" while handing him the medal/whatever thing

and a lot of people forget about that scene

like, that part of it

johnny's a sore loser but not that much of a sore loser and by the end of the movie, he didn't fully hate daniel

SO ANYWAYS THAT WAS ME RETELLING THE WHOLE MOVIE, DID YOU LIKE THE SECONDHAND VERSION

i didn't mean to actually go into everything :BlobFearSweat:

it was supposed to be only a Rundown

#Not Writing #Asks #DOL Anon #DOL Drama #A BIG MWAH MWAH TO JAS FOR LETTING ME USE HIS WORDS

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saintobio · 4 years ago

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“i think you might be going a tad bit too heavy on the angst bestie” i— you’re literally the author and if this is what you’re writing then this is what you’re writing? you’re not forcing anyone to read lmao why do some people think they can tell you what to do with your plot? also yes it’s angsty but in no way is it debilitating? because as a reader i understand how you as the author intend to develop the characters. idk how you can respond so nicely to all the asks LMAO cuz this shits rude asf

Anonymous said

how entitled of you to come here and complain about a HEAVY ANGST FIC being too angsty lol...Get a fucking grip if you can't take it, don't read it.Go and read the normal angst or something that you can take.No one is forcing you too read this

let Ai write however the fuck they want and don't rip me off my pain, I love a good angst.

Anonymous said

man fuck em! angst doesn't have to be a give and take, a fluff for the previous chapter then hard angst again. do what u want! don't adjust! you're holding yourself back from what you truly want to write, if they can't handle it then they can just not read it?? it's that simple.

Anonymous said

please don’t change ur fic if people ask! ur literally the author and i find it so disrespectful when people ask u to change UR writing. u put warnings so if people can’t handle it then they shouldn’t be reading the story. obviously it’s going to hurt but it’s HEAVY ANGST for a reason :/

Anonymous said

I'm really enjoying the angst in your SN fic. It hurts, it hurts a lot, but at the same time, it's really the only thing that's making feel alive at this point in my life. I'm in pain, but a good pain. It also reminds me to recognize abusive partners in my day to day life and gtfo of there.

@eclqypsee said

(about the anon who said that found sn "too angsty") omfg that makes me so mad like?? what?? you pour a lot of energy into making a story which you clearly state as heavy angst, and the entitlement that some people have is outrageous, like please, have some decent respect 😃 you keep going bby, do what you want with your story and those who truly enjoy it will stay here to appreciate!! :3

Anonymous said

about this anon, i don’t think it’s too angsty at all. in fact, i think it has potential for much more angst. it’s so thoughtful of you to change the angst levels for your readers but i think you should just write it how you want because even tho there are people out there who want it less angsty i can guarantee that there are more people out there who love the angst (including me)

anyway ur one of the best writers i’ve come across on this app so i think everyone should just trust the way that you write this. <3

Anonymous said

Hey there! I saw that ask that said SN was too angsty, I just wanna say that I personally think it's just right. Even from the start, the angst was just ok for me, and I know people have different preferences and some things make them uncomfortable when it comes to stuff like this, but there was already a "heavy angst" warning. So if they can't handle heavy angst, why even read the fic in the first place?

I also noticed how the angst was vv toned down for this chapter (to me, atleast). And that's okay! I'll support whichever way you wanna write ur fic. I just want you to know that you don't have to adjust to the audience too much. Warnings are there for a reason, it's their choice if they want to read any further.

I love your writing btw! It lowkey gives me life lmao.

And to the anon that sent the ask, I'm not tryna pick a fight or anything lmao. I just wanted to say smthng abt it.

Anonymous said

lol ignore everyone babe and write your angst to your heart’s content. honestly writing doesn’t really pay off in my opinion unless there’s some build up or some pain or some journey to overcome an obstacle, like you need to build up to a conclusion and have feelings and emotion throughout the story to have a satisfying conclusion imo. if the story was all daisies and sunflowers it wouldn’t be 15 chapters, each over many thousand words, and it wouldn’t really be climactic. honestly don’t adjust to other people, they should know their boundaries and adjust for themselves accordingly, whether that may be waiting to read until all the chapters are up, or not reading at all, or skipping the parts that hurt them etc. It’s a wonderful story and it really makes you feel things, so don’t compromise for anyone!!❤️❤️

Anonymous said

Yea, I like your answer to one of the asks! It is your fic, so pls do what you please! And plus, you also give warnings so it's not like people aren't aware. But yea, for me personally, I'm not in a good mental space rn so I'm gonna take a break from reading SN for now. But can't wait to come back (hopefully soon 🥲) and see how the story unfolds!! (TEAM JUSTICE FOR Y/N 😭😭😭💔💔)

Anonymous said

this is in response to the ask abt toning down the angst.... uhh... imo i love the angst & im sure others do too. the way the angst is written and how heavy it is, is literally what makes the story amazing & causes its readers to be more invested. @saintobio i dont think u should adjust ur writing to the satisfaction of others! & asking to tone it down is rlly demanding and irks me for some reason (whether author asked for it or not), read another fic then or write ur own. just my thoughts

Anonymous said

sincerely not is amazing, and yeah it’s angsty but it feels so rude how people are saying it’s too much? if you can’t handle it just don’t read LMAO it’s not like you’re gonna see those comments and are gonna be like “omg they’re right i have to make it pure fluff now!”

thank u guys, i appreciate every ask abt this. i def have explained my side and atp i have no plans on adjusting my angst levels bc it stresses me out to be constantly holding back from what i rly wanna write just to appease an audience. i have explained countless times that sincerely not is heavy and i even encourage those who are sensitive not to read the fic 😔 i’m glad that u guys understand what i mean!!

#saintobio.asks #series: sincerely not #tw.discourse

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Songs for Writing Inspo <3

hi friends.

here is a list of some songs that i think could potentially be good plot ideas / are cute aesthetics. i think i covered a vast variety of themes. some are for meet-cutes, some are sweet plot ideas, some are angsty anthems. i just wanted to leave this here partially myself but also for my fellow writers!

i hope this helps even a little bit!!

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Close Behind - Noah Kahan > super lovey / soft aesthetic. vv devoted vibes.

Polaroid - Keith Urban > vv cute plot idea. i used this already but i would use it 8 million more times.

High School Lover - Cayucas > gives me 90s vibes. would be good inspo for a high school age fic / imagine. flirty but not necessarily super serious. definitely a youthful relationship vibe.

Maine - Noah Kahan > my current fave. a song about reflecting on the early years of a relationship. could be either happy or sad, depending on how you choose to listen

One of Them Girls - Lee Brice > a bad-ass girl anthem tbh. good for an empowered female main character.

17 - Julia Michaels > another good high school inspo song. stan julia michaels or die.

Banana Pancakes - Jack Johnson > rainy days & breakfast dates? yes please!

Hey Lovely - Chance Peña > he basically is saying that he’d give up any material possessions in the world bc all he wants and needs is his love. excuse me while i cry.

Tangerine Skies - Declan J Donovan > kinda bittersweet. one last night of playful, youthful love. could be a salute to a bright future ahead or a farewell to a young love.

Mercy - Brett Young > post-breakup / mid-breakup angst.

Play It Again - Luke Bryan > meet-cute!!

Ribs - Lorde > the woes of growing up. good for platonic or romantic relationships.

18 - One Direction > sweetest love story ever gn streaks.

Greatest Love Story - LANco > okay, one of my faves. the story of a young romance that fizzled when they went their separate ways after high school, but never truly died. they end up together at the end. perfect for any romance and also for soulmate aus.

The Night We Met - Lord Huron > okay angst!! one of my favorite mellow songs. makes me cry every single time.

From the Ground Up - Dan + Shay > very cute love story. mentions the struggles that every relationship goes through, but the promising future that lies ahead.

I Love You So - The Walters > not much to say about this one. really vibey, lovey feeling.

Everything Has Changed - Taylor Swift, Ed Sheeran > i personally would use this one as a friends to lovers trope, but it could be used in a number of ways.

Come Dancing - The Kinks > honestly a happy song, but makes me a bit sad. could be used for a happy, youthful story, but also highlights the way things change over time.

When You’re Ready - Shawn Mendes > pining !!!! oh my lord, this is practically a pining anthem. basically, shawn sings about how he knows that this girl is his soulmate, so he has no problem waiting for her. could be good for a friends to lovers trope.

Fine By Me - Andy Grammer > honestly just a genuine, happy love song.

Hurt - Lady Antebellum > big angst. super sad post-breakup song, a bit of pining.

Send My Love (To Your New Lover) - Adele > lost relationship on good terms. bittersweet. possibly angst?

Swoon - Beach Weather > a hidden gem of a song. good for an alternate-aesthetic kind of love. gives me teen movie, beachy vibes.

Hoodie - Hey Violet > post-breakup with a chance for reconciliation. def still in love with each other but too stubborn to admit it.

Settle Down Easy - Rebelution > honestly just a vibey love song. good vibes all around

I Won’t Say (I’m in Love) - from “Hercules” > okay this one is a classic but come on. we all love stubborn main characters who don’t want to admit when they have a fat crush on someone. use this song more. please.

Slow Dance In A Parking Lot - Jordan Davis > my. favorite. song. super cute, pure romance. just spontaneous adventures and being smitten. use this shit rn.

Favorite T-Shirt - Jake Scott > a bit of the physical yet still PG relationship things. hot and heavy kissing and sharing clothes. honestly pretty cute. we have no choice but to stan.

#songs #playlist #playlist inspo #writing inspo #writing inspiration #writing tools #writing #song fics #playlist inspiration

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