#ugh why do they have to delete everything good

[that-was-anticlimactic]

one of the worst feelings ever is wanting to write but your hands hurt too much or the words just don’t want to work so you just sit there staring at a half finished doc with tears in your eyes bc you want to write and you need to write but everything is telling you that you can’t

[north-wilkesboro-moonshine-cave]

I actually really fucking hate how anything in my schedule not going the way I initially Intended For It To just automatically makes me a massive fucking crybaby and or a raging bitch. Like dude. The grocery store does not hate me. It sucks that my schedule requires me to get there an hour earlier no matter what but like. They didn’t do that to me. Why am I always so upset whenever I have to change plans. I change plans too! I’m a living person!!! Why am I so fucking upset about this!!!!!!

[lieutenant-amuel]

It’s so funny how people usually wonder about how writing long chapters, while I start having my eye twitched when I see a 6k words count and realize I’m still far away from finishing.

How do you all write short stories tell me your secrets.

[ame-to-ame]

:|

[loaksbitch]

blame tumblr for deleting my draft and make me rework this with rush— now girlies, imagine jealous neteyam pull you to his side, claiming you as his yes? this is the long awaited update (pt 3) of the i trusted you series.

warnings - hard angst, vulgar language, jealous neteyam i repeat, JEALOUSY NETEYAM! ugh, cussing, neteyam is tired of hurting and trying, kiri is best girl for boosting up neteyam to make a step kinda? that’s it for now!

likes and reblogs are appreciated for the final part! i love each and every one of you babies mwah!! — 3.2k wc and poor-ish grammar

“i want to trust you.” — neteyam sully (★,꩜)

here’s part (one) – (two) — (four) of this series

neteyam’s state wasn’t good when he went back home.

you’re leaving the clan because of him, you’re leaving your home, your childhood, your everything because of him.

you’re leaving him because of him.

still not accepting the words you’ve said to him, he hadn’t noticed his younger sister waiting for him right when he got back to the village, hunting long forgotten.

kiri on other hand had enough, she’s tired of seeing her brother suffer for what he was trying to make right, especially after that night. the night she saw her perfect brother kneel in front of a female na’vi begging you not to go.

“neteyam,” his name being called, pulls him out from his thoughts and his tired eyes land on his sister who has her arms crossed against her chest. “what part of leave me alone don’t they understand?” neteyam silently says under his breath

“you know i can hear you right?” kiri scoffs

“what part of i want to be alone don’t you all understand?” this time he says it clearly and louder. neteyam doesn’t give her time before walking past her and if only if it wasn't for her next words? he wouldn’t have frozen at his spot.

“if you love her, go for her.”

there she goes again, now he needs to tell her he doesn’t want to hear anything about that future mate of his, that female na’vi he doesn’t even want.

“kiri.” he starts to turn and face her, his amber eyes swollen and puffy it makes her sad. “i’ll say this for the last time, i don’t want anyone to bring äy—“

“i’m not talking about äyea and you know it.”

his heart dropped, amber eyes slightly widening like he was caught. neteyam searches for more explanation from his sister, kiri softly smiles and he definitely knows who she’s talking about

“y/n, neteyam, i’m talking about y/n.” his skin itches at your name being called and he walks fast to his sister before grabbing her by her arms. nobody has to know, not like this and he won't risk to lose you like this

“look, you can’t tell no one, okay?” he’s shaking his sister so hard that her shoulders are hurting. “i can't lose her, if the clan knows they’ll take her away from me.” his body is trembling, neteyam’s mind was too occupied with the worst scenarios that would happen if they find out about you just like this.

kiri closes her eyes and calms herself before trying to do the same for her brother. “nete, calm down” she places her small hands on his cheek. “you’ve to calm down, for her?” she knew you’re his weakness and he would do anything with your name

“i won’t tell anyone.” kiri watches neteyam’s eyes blink, confused and processing her words, “but you must tell them, everyone, tell everyone neteyam.”

he’s slowly sliding his hands down her arms and letting her go, what is she saying?

“i saw everything, the night she knew about it and how you were.” kiri didn’t want to look like she sneaked into someone's business. “i’ve never seen you so weak like this brother, you’re giving up something that makes you happy.”

where is this going? why is she not yelling at him that he failed to be perfect?

“i know you’re soon to be mated but why when you’re not happy? not wanting it, not in love.” neteyam takes every word of hers carefully. “if this is the future you want with her then make a progress.”

“i’m tired of hearing you cry yourself to sleep, starve yourself and worry mom and dad.” he felt like a child. “i’m sorry,” he murmurs and kiri sighs, “you don’t have to apologize for everything.”

neteyam was feeling his heartbeats quickening at his younger sister's words but it’s also painful when he remembers he can’t do that cause you’re gonna be gone, soon… very soon.

“she’s le-leaving,” his words are cut when his voice quivers, kiri gasps at the news. “she said she feels like she doesn’t belong here.” he’s now looking down to avoid kiri’s eyes or he’ll cry

“she’s leaving me, kiri” his sister only pulls him close to hug him and he drops his body on her, head on her shoulder. “i love her and she’s leaving, i’m losing her.” he wants the pain to end, he’s tired of hurting

“oh brother.” kiri pats his head, even though neteyam was the smartest and perfect to hide his emotions, this was too much. he’s literally crumbling down. “it’ll be okay, everything will be okay.”

“it will be okay, everything will be okay.” your mother pats your hair when you lean on her shoulders and cry. all you do is cry, you feel bad.

you’re debating on leaving everything behind and running to your neteyam but then again there’s his future mate being a wall to your love. “it’ll be over soon when we leave.”

if not soulmates why bound to fall in love and hurt?

eywa was not fair, she’s not fair with her doings and you don’t want it. you want him, you want your man, you want neteyam, you miss him so bad.

the ritual is in two days and you’re not ready to watch them or give them your blessing as a part of a clan. once the ceremony is done you know they’ll go home, you don’t even want to think what they’ll do after that.

they’ll have a fruit of love, a baby in the future… what about you? supposed to move on? no, you can’t do that.

“we’ve got to get ready, my sweet child,” your mother says as she eyes the hammock that sheltered you for years. everything is packed, ready and done.

while you’re struggling to make the pain hurt less, neteyam is struggling to make his heart beat less.

it’s now an eclipse and everyone is ready for dinner, “mom! what’s for dinner?” tuk whines when netyiri brings the bowls and trays at the wooden table. “you’ll see baby” she kneels down to finally join her family.

it doesn’t fail to catch her by surprise when her first born is sat across the right side of the table. “neteyam?” her eyes start to whelm when her son smiles at her, oh how she missed having him around the table to eat with them.

“he’s here just like you want him.” jake says and neteyam nods.

neytiri only lets soft laugh out and places a bowl for him. “eat this, it’ll help you get strength for your training.” she motions him to take his food.

kiri silently watches everyone, a smile painting her lips as she sips on her soup.

“tastes good?” neteyam nervously nods, the only thing he’s thinking is a way to bring up his love topic to them. it wasn’t much late before he’s opening his mouth to speak and lo’ak suddenly interrupted

“dad, mom i ne–…”

“tuk stop doing that, you’ll choke.” lo’ak scolds at his sister and neteyam shuts his lips quick. maybe it’s the right thing not to say anything right now.

“tuk, listen to your brother honey” jake says and turns to neteyam, “what were you saying son?”

neteyam shakes his head, “never mind i’ll talk to you guys later.” he doesn’t ignore how kiri lightly groans when he backs out. “i’ll head inside now.” he rubs his sweaty hands on his thighs and gets back to his feet

“you didn’t even touch your food.” now that’s a lie, he actually scooped two times and ate.

“i ate mom, it’s delicious t-thanks.” he hates when the last word breaks. on eywa he’s so nervous.

kiri was quick to follow his steps when he left and luckily her parents didn't question. she was fast to catch up with her brother and yanks his arms to make him face her, “what was that?” she raises her eyebrows

“what was what?”

“don’t play dumb with me right now.” kiri warns and neteyam clears his throat

“i’m scared okay!” he hissed, “i’m so fucking nervous my skin is crawling to leave my bones.” his sister only rolls her eye, “seriously— we’ve talked about this! not being a little scared ass to be telling them.”

“what happened to that?” she crosses her arms.

“kiri,” he sighs and drops his head down, shoulders easing. “you don’t understand how dangerous this is, what if–“

“what if they hurt her?”

neteyam was awfully silent and that answers her question. “you know mom and dad, they don’t do anything about what you care and love…” kiri slowly stops when neteyam shakes his head

“not them,” it’s not them he’s scared of, it’s äyea’s parents he’s scared of, he knows they would do anything to make their little perfect daughter that matches with him, or whatever they say.

kiri presses her lips to a straight line before clicking her tongue.

this is gonna be a bad idea or the best idea she has ever made and decided to tell him aways. neteyam’s eyes widen when his sister pulls him away from their family, what she’s gonna tell him is the only chance to get you back and win your trust and she’s sure neteyam will do it,

do anything for you.

೫ time skip — mating ritual ceremony

your new outfit makes your curves more defined, way more defined than your usual loin clothes that you wear.

your skin shining smoothly, the leaves barely covering your breast, you looked ethereal with your hair not braided and freely displayed all over your shoulders

“honey, are you ready?”

your mother’s words make you gulp and suck a deep breath. “we must be there early to leave early!” she tells while being in the other room.

you finally check yourself and talk back, “yeah, i’m ready.” you whisper morley to yourself? swallowing the lump on your throat.

“yeah, i’m ready.” neteyam closes his eyes and breaths trying to focus on not messing up everything, he’s not even sure if you’ll show up and some part of him wishes you do show up

extra loincloths and decorations on his body makes him uncomfortable with its weight crushing him down.

netyiri proudly looks at her son’s figure while the kids are outside, “mother.” the sudden call of her name, netyiri answers quickly. “what is it? nervous?”

neteyam gulps down his fear and walks to her, “i love you” netyiri feels her eyes tear up and smile at him, “your mom loves you too, baby.” neteyam envelopes her with a hug and netyiri cries to his shoulder telling him how he’s grown up

“now don’t mess my face up with tears! let’s get you ready there.” it’s time to face reality and wait for his soon to be mate come

when he’s out of his hammock, he’s greeted with his family smiling at him and jake’s proud smile. even half of the clan was standing at his hammock.

“neteyam te suli tsyeyk'itan” everyone chants and neteyam feels his inside clench in discomfort. he doesn’t want this if it’s not with you, everything makes him sick. “c’mon son, let’s get you to the trees of voice, your mate is waiting.”

what the fuck, that was what neteyam said inside his head. what does his father mean when he’s gonna meet his mate under the trees of voice? it was all about you and him, neteyam would never mate with some random girl he is set up with in a place with memories filled with yours

neteyam turns to his sister and kiri has the same expression because what is this bullshit?

“nete’ she’s waiting for you.” his mother placed her hand on his back. no, no, no— his own feet are betraying him when he realize he’s walking and the clan opens way for him straight long line created till where he’s supposed to see äyea

you on other hand stand in line with the people and pray under your breath for eywa to give you a strength not to cry or make a scene, especially when they will be bound where you thought you and neteyam would have been

it doesn’t take long when starts to cheer as the future Olo'eyktan starts to get closer and closer.

lo’ak was the first one you saw from the sully families while he’s holding tuk close to him so she won’t get lost in the crowed. “Aeyaeyaeyaeyaye!” the clan yells

neteyam’s eyes keep searching for specific someone which is you, eyes desperately looking for you and feeling more scared and anxious when he can’t figure out your face from the crowd he takes a deep breath

you finally take his figure to your sight and god he was so beautiful.

your breath hitches at his appearance, the dangling material on his forehead making him look more attractive than he already is, you realize it’s so hard to let go of him.

you suck a deep breath when his eyes lands at yours and neteyam halts his pace, confusing everyone for a second. your tears are fast to blur your vision and you blink before looking away from him

his heart cracks when you do look away, you don’t want to see him and he understands

once neteyam passed you, the crowd surrounds him and cheers when he stepped close to where äyea is found.

you hate how your mother looks at you sympathetically while her hands grip yours tighter, “it’ll be over soon” she whispers to you but you shrug her off, only watching things unfold in front of you as your heart breaks

“it will be over soon.” neteyam says to himself

it’s sickening how everyone can’t notice this is not supposedly to happen, kiri’s plan better work or he’ll seriously fuck this ritual up and run away with you.

“son.” äyea’s father greets him and neteyam, bringing his hand to his forehead. “ty’mar, i see you.” he then turns to his soon to be mate’s mother and repeat his actions.

the way äyea was smiling makes your throat hurt from desperately wanting to cry.

‘no, don’t tell her you see her neteyam. please. please.’

äyea softly giggles when neteyam stands in front of her and blush, “neteyam te suli tsyeyk'itan” the way she tries to voice out his name makes neteyam feel sick.

“i see you.” she says but neteyam doesn’t bother to say it back making her smile slightly fall.

netyiri also notices how neteyam is acting, what would possibly be bothering him? definitely not everything.

after everyone was introduced to each other, the ceremony began. drinks were served, everyone clapping and dancing to the songs the na’vi’s are singing.

you’re a little far away from the crowd to breath clear air and dry your tears that constantly burn your eyes. your eyes are on neteyam who isn’t enjoy one bit of the ceremony while his soon to be mate squirms and waves her hands up

both of them are sitting on a throne-like wooden chair, both of their parents beside them just say like them.

this is so depressing how awkward and uncomfortable it looks and actually is. you think, brining the drink to your mouth

you didn’t notice the na’vi male sneaking behind you that actually has been staring at you since you joined the crowd in line. “enjoying the party from far doesn’t seem too boring after all.”

you’re now jumping in fear when a breath hits the back of your ear.

“mother eyaw! who the fu–” you scream and stumble in panic, but before you’re falling you feel strong arms hold you on your ground. “shit, I should've announced i came, i’m sorry.”

you’re about to tell him it’s okay and leave when he’s offering his hand for a shake.

“i’m no’xus, by the way.” great, now you’re stuck talking with someone.

“y/n.” you say and turn over to place your drink on the talk flat table looking object, it’s obvious you’re ignoring him and uninterested but he keeps talking

“why’re you not dancing?” the tall na’vi asks and you face him before speaking, “because i don’t want to?” you just want this over and privacy, how hard can it get to understand!?

“mhm,” the male hums, “wanna dance with me?” at his offer, you scoff mentally and realize you’re not getting him away from you soon– before you reject him, a strong glare radiating from far makes your body tingle

it was neteyam, sending glares to the male who was next to you while sitting far away.

you didn’t bother it at first but the way neteyam’s face twists makes your brow raise. why is he bothered? jealous? if no’xus had not cleared his throat, you would’ve forgotten about what he just said.

“look notoxo, i really don’t feel like…” you watch him awkwardly chuckle and correct you.

“it’s no’xus not notoxo.”

“you know what? fuck it, let’s dance.” you’re pulling him to the crowd, maybe it’s the drink or maybe it’s him, it’s neteyam making you do this.

your mother was long gone to where you don’t know, no’xus was just a bonus to get your frustration out and you’re now dancing with him. too occupied to bother, you haven’t noticed how neteyam’s nose are flaring in anger

neteyam watches how you’re dancing and it’s very obvious it’s targeted to get him out of his mind

he is not even listening to äeya and brought himself up from his throne-like seat. rage and anger is in him, this needs to fucking stop or he’ll rip the male’s hand that’s holding you by your waist and moving you sides to side

all of his fear gone when the na’vi’s eyes are on him when he’s stepping down from his seat and walking straight to you

neteyam ignores his father’s call, sight on you and you only. you didn’t notice how he’s dangerously close until no’xus stopped his moving. “what is it?” you’re annoyed when your distracted self is brought back to reality

“put your hands off of her.” it was an order and no’xus looked at him manically. “i’m not fucking repeating myself.” all the na’vi’s are confused, even his parents and äeya’s family.

your body is jerked away from the stranger you just met and you hiss when neteyam tugs you close to him. what is he thinking? in front of everyone? his last words makes the whole omatikaya village gasp and whisper.

“fucking let go of what’s mine and find your own mate.” neteyam scowl’s dangerously.

how’re we feeling, sweets? are we feeling anxious? excited? invested? spill in the comments cause i love reading your thoughts sjsjsj

also do you guys want a toe curling smut at the end or no? since neteyam is aged up!20 years old in this series, lmk in the comments if you want smut — tag list in the comments <3

[apparentlytheproblem]

d a t i n g m a t h e o r i d d l e

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- matheo riddle

a/n: i had fun with this cause my boy is'nt even cannon and i've derived this from the show deadly class (its absolutley lovley) and im so sorry i deleted the request baby with love, tiya

requested- yes

warnings- unexperienced writer, not thoroughly edited

i think it would be a slowburn

i think it would take time for both of you to personally acknowledge what you both have

because Matheo Riddle is too high and mighty to have something as low and embarrassing as a highschool crush

my man will be in utter confusion why he wants to stare but looks away to act cool

like you both keep glancing at each other, for what?

y'all just ignoring each other just to avoid a zoo in your stomach

but like you know you're in love, you know he's in love, at this point everyone knows but y'all just don't admit it

because if you do, everything suddenly becomes to real

I have always had such an obsession with him

him, his face, his everything

his eyes are so pretty, they're just gorgeous and that freakin smile would just get me on my knees

I think even though he seems as the cold hearted bitch he's just so sweet to you

I've always had a thing for people who has a soft spot for me ugh

everyone hated him, loved him or wanted to be him

he was the it girl

I don't think he'd be much into playing quidditch as such

but he's pretty darn fit if i must say so myself

he'd be good in combat fighting

hence all the fights, but he'd be winnin my luv

he'd teach you how to play video games

he'd make you playlists and everything

once you both have reached that bond he'd be so obnoxious

he'd be loving, caring and everything

10/10 fr

he loves that everyone knows you're dating

this would be important as he gets jealous so easily

he's just yours and I love that

[just4jinx]

jealousy.

wlw, nsft / smut, ryujin x fem reader.

summary: your possessive best friend shin ryujin catches you flirting with a friend at a uni house party and decides to act on how she feels in an attempt to show you who you belong to.

requested? yes. (i accidentally deleted the ask ugh im sorry! you know who u are and ty for suggesting this!)

warnings: dom!ryu, sub!reader, slight drinking, rough sex, public sex, fingering, overstimulation, degradation, possessiveness, toxicity.

word count: 1.8k

tonight was the night of one of your friends’ house parties. you’ve never seen their home, and quite frankly you aren’t even that close, but turning down your first university party of the year was not happening on your watch. you previously shot your best friend ryujin a quick text asking if she’ll attend with you and she immediately agreed, also stating she’d wait and meet you outside the party location.

ryujin always made sure she was by your side no matter what you guys were doing together, whether it’s eating lunch on campus, walking to class, studying, shopping, everything. she isn’t your roommate but might as well be with the amount of time she spends in your dorm with you. she has always seemed pretty possessive of you and you could never come up with a reason why. it’s not like you even have super touchy friends that would make her feel that threatened. but nonetheless, you loved the attention; it made you feel cared for and wanted.

once a couple hours passed and your hair and makeup was done, you stepped out your dorm and locked the door behind you, swinging your little black handbag over your shoulder as you made your way outside. the sun had already set and it was beginning to get dark outside, the sharp cold breeze flowing through your hair. upon arriving you remember to wait outside for your best friend but she’s nowhere to be seen. the music blasts outside every time someone walks through the front door and you suddenly catch one of your close friends stepping out to greet you with an expected sweet smile.

“i’m so glad you could make it!” your friend marina raises her voice slightly so you can hear her over all the noise around, her right hand reaching out to touch your arm enough for you to slightly flinch. you could tell she was at least a little bit intoxicated already. “hey, come in! let’s get you a drink!”

and with that you headed straight for the white marble island in the kitchen which showed off the wide selection of drinks, your eyes soon settling on some archers and lemonade, your favourite. after downing one glass, desperate for that warm fuzzy feeling, you feel someone grab your hand and lead you to the plush couch, plopping yourself down where there’s room. it was, of course, marina. the house was extremely crowded, bodies everywhere with barely any room to move, let alone breathe. you could feel marina’s eyes on you even when you weren’t looking in her direction, her gaze practically burning into your skin.

“i have to say, your outfit is sooo cute.” the other girl began to compliment you, turning slightly to face her and noticing her blatantly checking you out from head to toe.

“yeah?” your tone was playful as you tilted your head to one side with a slight smile, taking this moment to notice her fit as well. she was wearing a slim black dress — the way it hugged her curves making you exhale deeply and look down to her hand now resting on your thigh just under where your pleated skirt ended. “i think you look pretty good yourself.” you added, eyes meeting once more.

marina parted her lips to speak but decided to remain silent. instead, her thumb began lightly rubbing your soft skin which only made your heart race in response. you were both tipsy at this point and couldn’t care less about what was happening. hell, you could only just hear each others voices over the music vibrating through the room. the girls hand attempted to move up under your skirt before you suddenly got pulled up by your wrist, yelping from the harsh tug. all you could see was the back of this girl as she quite literally dragged you away, but that’s all you needed to recognise her. it was your best friend, shin ryujin.

your eyebrows furrowed together in confused as she yanks you harshly into the bedroom at the top of the steep stairs, almost tripping in your heels a few times on your way there. “ryu- what?!” the music mostly gets drowned out once ryujin slams the door shut, pushing you back into it with a slight thud.

“so not only do you not wait for me like planned, you decide to flirt with other girls inside without me knowing?” ryujin’s voice is loud as she speaks, throwing up her hands and stepping closer to you. her vibe immediately makes you nervous, but you still need answers. “what do you mean? why does it-” ryujin cuts you off by pressing her lips roughly against yours, her dominant hand gripping onto your shoulder hard enough to leave a mark. your heart skips a beat. this is the last thing you expected from her despite her possessive history. after all, she’s only a friend.

you decide to break the kiss and pull away, turning your head away from her. ryujin’s lips began making their way to your exposed neck, a dark chuckle escaping them. “i want you more than she ever could.” her voice is lower this time, the feeling of her hot breath and her soft lips brushing against your skin causing you to shudder in place. “i have no idea what made you think that was okay. you’re mine, got it?”

immediately your mindset shifted. you didn’t even know she liked women, it was nothing she ever mentioned before. before you could reply to her with probably more questions, you felt ryujin move her hand from your shoulder to under your skirt, deciding to hold it up and out the way for her, at this point not even thinking in the slightest. your lips parted once ryujin pressed her palm against your core, her fingers running along your entrance from over your underwear.

“so wet already, huh? you like being thrown about like a doll?” ryujin growled against your neck, her lips curling up into a devious smirk once she felt you try to close your legs as if to get away from her touch. “such a dirty girl.” the sudden multiple taps to your covered pussy made you whimper, feeling your cheeks become hot with flush due to the embarrassment. your mind was so empty you could barely speak, only whines and other various noises escaping you.

“i’ll teach you how to behave, how about that?” then, without any warning, ryujin slides her hand into your underwear and teases your entrance, coating her fingers in your juices. it doesn’t take many seconds before one of her fingers is inside of you, slowly sliding in and out as if to tease you. ryujin makes her head level to yours once more as you hold onto her for support, your knees beginning to feel extremely weak. the woman suddenly stops, causing you to whine in her ear, deciding to wait a few seconds before pumping back into it except with more force this time. she pushes her finger in as far as she could, eager for you to take the whole length, and even more desperate to add a second one. “come on, baby. you can take it. it’s what you wanted, right?”

ryujin adds a second finger once she knows you can allow it, attempting to sloppily kiss you despite the series of moans leaving your lips, making it anything but easy for her. as ryujin’s hand slaps against your clit with every thrust you feel yourself reach closer and closer to your limit. once she noticed your hardened nipples from under your clothes, all thanks to no bra, her free hand grabs onto your crop top and slides it up over your breasts to expose them. your moans only become louder with every moment that passes, the feeling of your best friends tongue now running along your nipples making you clench around her slender fingers. “fuck- ryujin!” you scream out in pleasure as you come undone on her fingers which keep their fast pace the entire time. sucking on your nipples as she fucks you through your climax, you hear her deeply groan just from the site of you.

she soon slides her fingers out of you and you notice she’s no longer finding it amusing like before. her eyes look dark and heavy, and she maintains eye contact with you while she licks her fingers clean. you barely have time to catch your breath before she pulls down your panties and and drags you to the double bed which she soon pushes you down onto.

“i’m not finished with you yet.” the woman’s voice is no louder than a whisper this time. you try to slide up the bed to rest your head on a pillow but ryujin grips onto your hips to keep you in place, desperate to take you once more, here and now. after she flicks your skirt up to expose your aching pussy, she lifts up your legs and spreads your thighs, her body now level with you. she decides to start off by licking up any juices by your entrance, her nose slightly brushing against your clit making you whimper and try to move away.

“ryujin, i’m too sensitive, i can’t go again. please.” your pathetic begging only pushes ryujin over the edge, not hesitating for a second to wrap her lips around your sensitive bundle of nerves and lightly suck. you immediately moan and buck your hips up in response, writhing on the bed due to the sensitivity. “i said, i’m not done with you yet.” ryujin’s tone stayed harsh and dominant, the slight vibration of her voice against your cunt causing you to throw your head back into the bed. at this point, you did not care about the sensitivity, you just wanted to cum again because of her, and it wouldn’t take you long at all.

ryujin continues to eat you out as she digs her black painted nails into your soft thighs, your moans only fuelling her to keep up the pace. her tongue moves around your throbbing clit, flicking it as you buck up your hips into her pretty face. you try your best to hold it out but it feels practically impossible. it just feels too good.

“fuck- i’m close, please!” you scream out in pure pleasure, your best friends tongue now entering you, fucking you with it. your back arches up off the bed and your eyes squeeze shut as you come in her mouth, ryujin moving her attention back to your clit straight after. your whole body twitches and shakes on the bed as you come down from your high, soon watching ryujin stand up from the bed and lick whats left of your juices on her lips. once it hits you what just happened, your immediately close your legs in embarrassment, sitting up despite how weak you felt. you still have the party downstairs to attend again.

“talk to her again and i won’t be so nice next time, yeah?”

[youmeandthestarsss]

Solar return observations pt 1. (Based on my personal experiences)

Hii guys, I know it’s been a super long while but I’m going to try to start posting more content for you guys 😊💕

This year I had Venus in the 6th house square Saturn and at the beginning of this year I was having heated disputes with some coworkers. I came very close to almost quitting my job because I felt like I was being overworked and underpaid, underappreciated by my managers and coworkers, and like my competency was being taken for granted because how much extra effort I put in to my job.

This year I had Mars in Capricorn trine Saturn in the 9th house and it’s been giving me the energy to get things done ✅. The times when I had to do something made me feel even more capable of being able to accomplish it and with efficiency. I felt motivated to get my homework done on time and do it early as well. I really like having this placement bc my natal 12h placements make me sort of lazy and a homebody

My moon is in Libra in the 5th house this year and I’ve been loving watching makeup and hair tutorials and just honestly keeping myself entertained with aesthetics. I started watching tv shows again too!

I think cancer ruling my 2nd house and moon in my 5th house might have something to do with my sweet tooth this year.

So I’ve had moon in the 4th house for two years straight now, & I can tell you right now I’m never been more of a homebody. I hate leaving my house and especially my bed. I’m always thinking about being in my bed whenever I go somewhere. I can also vouch that this placement is the root of my extreme laziness and desperate need to take lots of naps despite the fact that I have Mars in Capricorn this year.

In my SR ASC for this year I’m a Gemini rising and all I can say for it is that I’ve been focused on school a lot and getting ready to graduate, focused on perfecting my driving and also getting my license, communicating and getting along with my peers a lot more, talking a lot more, and doing a whole bunch of thinking. If you’re about to have this rising sign in your sr just know that you’ll be spending most of your time and energy in your head and will feel like you can’t ever stop thinking. This placement has also caused me to reflect on how it is I think and why I think the things I do. Lots of contemplation with this placement.

Neptune in the 10th house and I feel like there’s been some confusion on what it is I want to do for a career and how I’m going to go about it.

Saturn in the 9th house and UGH. Some of my teachers this year have been a real pain in the ass. I’ve had lots of disputes with them over grades and it at first was not working out for me all too well. I also felt like I was bombarded with a lot of homework a lot too this year.

Taurus in the 12h house & I’ve had a few dreams about material things and food

Moon in the the 5th house and mercury in the 7th house & lol let’s just say I’m always daydreaming about being in a relationship

2nd house ruler in libra spending money on things to make me feel good and look more aesthetically pleasing.

Venus in the 12th house 🤝 finding pleasure in solitude

The year I had an 11th house stellium caused me to be very addicted to doomscrolling so if you have that just make sure you take social media breaks every so often.

11th house ruler in the 12th house caused me to delete social media. Till this day I only really use YouTube, Pinterest, and tumblr ofc

I swear the year I had Saturn in the 12th house made me have the worst escapism tendencies. I hated this year and I also struggled with having multiple existential crisis all throughout that year. Let’s just say I became very apathetic towards everything and felt extremely unmotivated to get anything done or pursue my goals

[nothing-tolose]

All Because I Liked A Girl.

Part 2.

Warning: death threats, panic attack (?), lmk if i missed anything!

A/N: still kinda short anyway but yeah here it is. english isn't my first language so pls pls i hope u guys can understand t____t love u guys sm xoxo

Part 1.

🇵🇸 Daily click.

You keep your phone on screen after you saw those comments on school's blog. You couldn't tell what's happening right now, too many comments made you so hard to search the problem. You bring that thing to everywhere; kitchen, living room, porch, or even to the bathroom.

It's been two hours since you woke up and you haven't showered yet. You were too focused on your school's blog. You sit on your dining chair with a cup of water in front of you, fingers still scrolling and searching.

'Why there's so much bad comments towards me? Why do people keep mentioning Ellie and Anne in between my name?'

You keep asking the same question in your head. You have no idea. Because, oh really, what the fuck is happening right now? You didn't even do anything wrong before!

And you stopped scrolling when you saw Anne's post.

11 hours ago

@annel1se-torres

oh.. i think.. people should be know about a girl who just stole someone's girlfriend, yeah? been hiding this for months but i guess today is the right time to tell you all. aaanddd this isn't about a gossip at all since it was happened to me:)

i would never understand why did she still can smile so brightly after she stole my gf, oops, i mean.. my ex. sorry my bad ;(

there's no girls supporting girls when the one have NO SHAME 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

anyway, have a good night everyone! <3

You froze. You figured out that her post was the problem of all those bad comments, and that post finally answered your curiosity.

Who doesn't know about Anne, though? Everyone knew her as an 'IT GIRL' or something like that on your school. She was dated with Ellie back then and broke up 5 months ago. Everyone always praising her like she's the perfect one, no one could replace her. Good grades, good looking, good personality. Oh, she got them all.

You were confused. It was 5 months ago, you started talking with Ellie 3 months ago, and started dating with her a month after that. There's a little big gap between their relationship with yours, right? Why did she bring up about that and saying that you stole Ellie?

Did she really talking about you? Or you were just overanalyzing? Absolutely not. She haven't been in relationship after her break up with Ellie. If the post wasn't about you and Ellie, then who?

People in her comments section were shading you and even mentioning YOUR NAME.

@bracchiosoreuzz

I THINK I KNOW WHO ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT :0 her name starts with * right?

@annel1se-torres replied

@brachhiosoreuzz girl i know you're smart but shh 🤫

@butter-cheese777

i fucking agree w you anne, no girls supporting girls when the one have NOOO SHAAAMEEE FOR STEALING SOMEONE'S GIRLFRIEND!

@rainawastinghertime

lmfao, she's ugly tho why did ellie accept her to be her girlfriend? ugh she's not worthy to be compared with you, girl

@77-s18

ugly bitch always steal everything

@plhrmc

she should be dead fr i don't care what anyone says

@dont-lookat-m33 replied

@plhrmc hey delete that, you're going too far

@dont-lookat-m33

are you sure that she stole ellie from you? i mean, they started dating like around three months after your break up. think again, anne. im on your side if they were dating a week after the break up. she's already getting a death threat because of your post. not everything should be about you though.

@77-s18 replied

@dont-lookat-m33 guys it's her!!! use your real account you loser XD

You shouldn't have seen those comments, you should've just see the post. Those comments were worst than the first you saw before. The way Anne replied their comments, and didn't even care about the others. What's her actual problem with you? You both were never interacting before. All you know is Anne's post was absolutely a lie because you didn't even care abour her or thinking about her when you talking to Ellie for the first time until you dating with her.

It was your first time getting really really bad comments and death threats. You were definitely scared. Firstly they said they'll spit on you on Monday morning if you show up, and now they wishing you dead.

You can't stop scrolling and reading the comments, it gets worse. God, they made you scared to death. Your body starts to shaking, your hands too. You hold your tears.

Your phone buzzed when you were about to see more comments on Anne's post. Lauren calls you again.

"Hey, I just found the–"

"Lau, I.." You couldn't talk, words suddenly disappeared. Lauren can hear your breath, and you were panting. "I saw those comments. They–"

Lauren went silent, she took a deep breath, "Would you close the blog right now? Please?" Now she sounds more softer than the last call you had with her.

You nod slightly.

You swear to God, you can't hold your tears anymore. You were too scared, scared of what will happen next. What if they really spit on you? What if they give you a disgusting stare on you? And what if—

Then you cried.

You hear Lauren's voice from the call, "I'll be there in five minutes. Just sit there where you are and don't go to somewhere else." And she hang up.

Of course you're not going to anywhere. Your feet were limp, you couldn't do anything except crying.

Your phone screen was on, you can see the notifications on the screen there.

messages request from ssalxxxx

god i really hope you the worst

she's dating with you because she just wanted to make anne jealous

poor girl

messages request from qwrtxxxx

ellie was never happy with you and anne is better than you, girlie

i'll be waiting for your funeral 💘

You shut your eyes, you don't want to see it. But hey, remember that curiosity killed the cat.

messages from els <33

babe are you okay??

taglist: @backedbeansh

[ficyorick]

[BE] deleted scenes clean-up :) - ch5

with chapter 6 published, heres a scene i was holding onto from chapter 5 (the one with the kessler reveal). originally, butcher was going to disclose a bit more about his traumatic childhood, prompting homelander to be a rude cunt to him. i removed that scene bc i felt like it was a). too self-aware for both of them b). i didnt want homelander to be TOO feisty from the get-go, i wanted to work up to it. i still like this scene tho, like homelander WOULD just ask someone 'why did ur parents even have you 🤨'. i'm sad we also lost some butcher reflecting on his abusive childhood (and how it might echo what he's doing to HL now) but i do think the chapter is better without this. the scene was cut before the final edits so pls excuse grammar/clunkiness

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“My da was a proper fuckin’ asshole...” He informed Homelander. The former Supe glanced at him, probably surprised at the topic. Billy rarely spoke about himself, after all, Homelander was the star of this show. But maybe the hangover was making him nostalgic for the good ol’ times. “He’d beat the shit out of me mum and my younger brother.” Butcher conveniently left himself out of that sentence. 

He watched for a reaction. Homelander just slightly reclined and propped his head up with his fist, trying to appear like he wasn’t listening. As if Butcher didn’t know he was dying for anything that wasn’t related to his own suffering. 

“So when I tell you that Soldier Boy would’ve fucked ya up… More than you already are…” Billy raised his palm and swooped it through the air in a cutting motion, slapping his own knee. “You better believe it.” 

“Ugh.” Homelander just made an annoyed noise. “I’m not taking advice from a man who zip-tied me. Or a human raised by other humans. It’s not the fucking same.” 

“How’s it different?” Butcher raised a brow. 

“It just is.” Homelander shrugged. And then, suddenly emboldened, he scoffed at him again: “Why’d your parents have you?” 

Butcher snorted. Another testament to how funny Homelander was. 

“Oi, you rude fuckin’ twat. You can’t just ask people that.” 

“I’m serious.”

”People don’t always… plan for things.” Billy always just assumed he was a happy little accident. Because he could never imagine his mom and his dad sitting down to plan a family, picking out a house and the nearest school, already crossing off days till he was born. Or maybe the worse scenario was that it was exactly how it happened. And then just a few years after he was born, he made everything go to shit. 

“What’s that like?” Homelander interrupted his musings, an insistent question next to him. 

“What’s what like?” He muttered. 

“Having no reason behind your existence.” 

“Fuck me, you’re a rude cunt today.” Billy all but whistled.

”I’m serious. What’s it like to just be born with no committee over your head?” Homelander was now staring at him with a very unimpressed look in his eyes, his head still propped up. Like he just got challenged to a fight he could win without breaking a sweat. “Nobody had to sign off on an executive decision to make you to keep stakeholders happy. What’s that like?” 

Billy just watched him. And looked away. Maybe discussing the finer points of parenthood and child upbringing with a lab rat didn’t make as much sense as he thought it did.

[itsravenbitch]

LMFAOO raven stop i literally had tears on my screen😂😂😂 just imagine me smiling with tears falling down my face and little sniffles💀anyway i’m better now so there shouldn’t be any typos.

okay so lemme tell you how dinner went. well actually before we get there lemme tell you how it was meeting my new family lol. so after i had finished getting ready i was too damn nervous to walk out i had to do some deep breaths. when i walked out my room and downstairs (also our house is different, i forgot to mention that cause that wasn’t really important to me in the moment) my sisters were out in the backyard taking pictures and stuff, while my two brothers and my dad were sitting on the couch just waiting since dudes get ready in 15 seconds no matter where they’re going LFMAO😭 and RAVEN tell me why my brother, the one i hugged while crying, gonna say ‘ah the random cry baby is ready’😂😂😂😂 it was not random he needs to stop lol he just don’t know. i told him to shut up and then i started to walk to my parents room to see my mom cause i knew she’d be in there still getting ready. everything was natural. that was one thing i was nervous about, whether or not it would be weird cause i didn’t know anyone. but i realized that they’re a product of MY consciousness, i made them lol so why wouldn’t i be familiar with them? 

now! the dinner. we went to pappadeaux (i got mozzarella cheese bites shit was so good) and the way there was genuine laughs and conversation flowing around the table was so refreshing. ugh it just feels so good and the great thing is, it feels just as good as it did in imagination. what i felt in my fulfilled imagination is EXACTLY how i feel now! i’m gonna have this stupid smile on my face for a minute 😭😭 i love my family, all of them. and that’s 7 words i couldn’t say for my old one. 

here’s the ask for this response

HOLD THE FUCK UP!! you went to PAPPADEAUX, a SEAFOOD restaurant, and ordered MOZZARELLA BITES??? you’re one of thoseee?? i should delete ts fr😭i’m appalled!

aside from that i’m weak ass hell cause yo brother really ain’t have to say that! like excuse me sir..? but at the same time i understand why he did🤣

i love that you mentioned the way you felt in imagination is exactly how you feel currently! that definitely speaks volume to the fact that imagination is powerful and literally creates reality!

and then men being ready in 15 seconds is very much so accurate lmao😂 then it’s just pressure to get ready before they start complaining

anyway i love love LOVED your story and feel free to send in more success stories <3

[frikatilhi]

Honestly, Jere had enough time to constantly go on vacation, but visiting Bojan for a few days wasn't possible? Sure

Ugh, I should just delete and block, but I’ve seen this attitude around so much, sometimes good-natured, sometimes… not… like here, and I’m honestly so tired of it. 

It’s not a fucking competition, and

We don’t actually know what goes on between them

Just because someone has a break in their gig schedule, doesn’t mean they have time off. There’s so fucking much these guys have going on that we will never see. The toll last year must have taken on Jere is insane. Claiming to know better what he does or doesn’t have time for and what his priorities are is some special kind of behaviour for sure.

I can assure you that Bojere fans have been keeping tabs on every possible time for them to visit each other, and there have only been a few times in the past year it would have been in any way feasible, even with the stuff that we get to see.

Most of the times, like Jere’s birthday, it was pretty far fetched to be honest. The one time I personally really thought it would happen was when JO was in London, and then we found out it was supposed to happen, but something came in the way (either for Jere or for JO, we don’t know). If they knew beforehand that would fall through, would Jere have made more of an effort to visit in January? Who knows?

Point is, we don’t know everything, and making assumptions like “Jere just doesn’t care” is… bold? Idiotic? Ill-natured? Mean? 

Claiming that Bojan is ready to visit Jere at a drop of a hat is pretty weird too (I’ve seen this opinion around as well). He’s done that exactly once. And yeah, that was amazing and unexpected and awesome, but any other time they’ve met is because Joker out had gigs in Finland. That’s it. He has made no more effort than Jere has for over a year. (One might claim that Jere has been the one to make the effort, following them around in Turku and Tampere and Tallinn, clearing his schedule for them. I mean, if someone wanted to make this a competition, which I do not.)

We have no idea what these guys have worked out between them. If Joker out’s gig schedule takes them to Finland enough times to meet regularly (regularly enough for them), why travel the other way? If they’re fine with it, what’s it to us?

In other words,

[ggidolsmuts]

Guilty Pleasures - Dreamcatcher Gahyeon

"Damnit Gahyeon I've been here for 30 minutes already."

"Sorry sorry! The train was late, and it was packed and I had to wait for the next one," Gahyeon sneaks in the real reason at the end. "And I overslept."

"Ugh, are you this late to schedules? Why do I even put up with you."

"Because that's work, unless you're paying me to be here, this ain't work. And I'm the most good-looking person you know, now shut up and follow me." Gahyeon pulls you into Dongdaemun Fashion Town. You and Gahyeon cut an odd pair—a fashionably dressed yet fastidiously anonymous woman dragging a shabbily attired man around the shops, the two of you stood out for very different reasons. The two of you were rivals in school, but Gahyeon went on to become an idol, and you went on to become an office worker. You suffer each other's company begrudgingly: Gahyeon because you weren't a star-struck fool who asked her for favors, and actually gave her shit when it mattered. You because she stuck around, made an effort to stay in touch rather than fade away and into her celebrity life.

"So who are you meeting? Do you have her insta? Does she have any exes on her profile?"

"Don't they delete all of those?"

"They might just hide their faces, I want to see what they dress like, see what her type is."

"Oh, anyways no, a friend set us up, I just have a name and a pic."

"No college, no background?" You tell Gahyeon what you know, and with a few taps she brings up an instagram profile.

"Is this her?" You're left to wonder if Gahyeon might just be in the wrong line of work as she starts scrolling through the pictures.

"I think so? Looks like the photo." 

"Damn, no guys, or at least guys that look like exes."

"Just pick what you think looks good then."

"Hmm okay, then let's go!" Gahyeon has you following her like a puppy as her head turns on a swivel, walking down the many rows of shops. Suits, t-shirts, outerwear, innerwear, the place had it all.

"This and this, try them together." "Do this one instead." "Try the black one again? It looked better than the navy."

It also happened to have sleek spaghetti tops, skirts, and pretty one-pieces.

"Hold on to these for me?" "How does this look?" "Wait here, I think I liked the other one better."

You swear by the time you exit the market at least half of it is Gahyeon's purchases, and that you're holding all of it.

"Omo, you're such a nice boyfriend, helping her hold all the shopping." An old granny comments at the two of you exiting the area.

"What?" "HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND!" Gahyeon shouts loudly over you. "Some of it is his stuff too!"

"Aigoo, poor you." Gahyeon shoots a death glare as you kindly wave your hands at her.

"No granny, we're just friends."

"Do friends do that hmm? Have one person hold everything while the other one walks around like they own the place?" Gahyeon's flabbergasted, her mouth opening and closing comically as she slowly grows redder and redder.

"No no, this is me repaying a favor, she helped me pick some nice clothes!"

"Did she now?"

"Yes I did! Y-You shouldn't comment if you don't know anything!"

"Aigoo sorry, you know, kids these days, all of them are couples. Here, a little something for entertaining little old me." She pushes a box into each of your hands, and you nearly drop yours as you struggle to carry the bags.

"We don't have money," you say automatically, wary of being scammed.

"No no, it's just a little trinket, help you two grow closer together." Before you could thank her she turns around, disappearing into crowd, as quickly as she appeared in front of the two of you.

"Right— Hey!" Gahyeon grabs her bags from you, tossing the box into one of the bags unkindly before stomping off.

"Fuck it, I'll carry themself! Tch!" You watch her crash through the crowd for a little bit before switching to using two hands. You catch up to her quickly and take the shopping bags back from her.

"Come on, you just carry the bag with the box in it." Gahyeon continues to pout, and after some cajoling and a lot of dessert you finally see her off in a taxi, loading the bags into the back seat for her.

"Thanks, let me know how the date goes!"

It went well, we're having a second date next week! Gahyeon swipes away the notification without a thought—it only hinders her from the porn she's watching. She licks the same finger and slips it between her legs once more, your message a mere detour to her destination. A low breath slips past parted lips as she rubs small circles on her clit before pushing two fingers in.

The woman's legs are held open, held at the knees as her partner begins thrusting. The loud slaps of flesh are even louder in Gahyeon's ears. She is forced to stop watching the video as her eyes close, a soft groan as she reaches a peak—a weak one, but it'll have to do. A shower later she finally gets to looking at her phone again.

That's great, see, told you I could dress you well! Gahyeon's message lights up your phone screen, but you don't see it on your desk. You're too busy stroking it, reading smuts and watching porn. Your hand quickens and with a long exhale through your nose you spill into the tissue.

You don't get to her message until the next day.

*Days later*

Gahyeon's walking out of the shower, mostly dry. Something catches her eye as she towels her hair dry—the box the granny had given her. She had forgotten about it and left it on her desk unopened. Curious, Gahyeon flips it open and nearly drops it!

"What..." On the floor lay a simple dildo, innocuous and hopefully unused. Gingerly Gahyeon picks it up, examining it closely. She takes it to the bathroom and washes it before touching it more thoroughly. Why did the granny give her this? And didn't she give you another box, did she give you a dildo too? Gahyeon is lost in thought as the water continues to run over her hands and the dildo. Those thoughts turn dirty as she absentmindedly runs a finger up and down the shaft—fuck, how long had it been since she got laid? The dildo felt longer and thicker between her fingers as she got wetter and wetter between her legs.

Making up her mind Gahyeon cleans the dildo again before turning off the tap and heading to bed. The shorts and panties quickly come off, and Gahyeon spreads her legs, her breath catching as the hard tip of the dildo rubs over her slit—that felt too good already! The tip nudges left and then right, and it pushes her lips open. Gahyeon holds her breath and closes her eyes as she slowly pushes the toy in. Her pussy reacts greedily, swallowing the dildo and tightly squeezing every inch Gahyeon feeds it.

She curses under her breath when it's fully in, and immediately she starts pumping the dildo in and out of her, relishing in the satisfaction of being filled. Gahyeon's arm strains to saw it even faster through her, and the friction is enough to get her there. She plants her feet on the bed and lifts her hips, biting back a moan as she crests over the top, her pussy clenching around the dildo deep inside. She keeps herself plugged for a while longer, the last aftershocks of pleasure making her toes curl on the sheets. Eventually the dildo is extracted, and Gahyeon brings it to the bathroom. She feels the slick on the toy collect on her hand as she strokes it up and down—Maybe I'll keep it, she thinks to herself as she cleans it for the third time. Instead of putting it back in the box, Gahyeon places it in her bedside drawer. She doesn't think about it or take it out again for a long while.

*Said long while later*

I'm sorry, I don't think we'll work out, wish you all the best! You read the message with a sinking heart. You look at the clothes Gahyeon picked for you—all you can do is shrug and shut the closet. You notice an out-of-place box on the closet shelf. Right, that granny had given you the box, and you had simply left it there when you emptied your shopping bag. You open it, and on the list of things you expected to find, a fleshlight definitely wasn't on it. You wash it in the bathroom before placing it on the desk—what do you do with it?

"Fuck it..." you mutter, getting rid of your shorts. No better way to get over an unsuccessful match by stroking your worries away. You fire up the porn, but it is not needed at all. The fleshlight felt amazing, hot and wet around your shaft, and it seems to pulse with life, like a real pussy!

"Hnngh!" Gahyeon squeals as the dildo suddenly feels warm and fleshy inside her. She's still pumping it manually, but it seems to be moving with a mind of its own, getting deeper than she normally would. The intense pleasure sweeps through her body, and Gahyeon bites her t-shirt to stifle her moans. Her legs tense and quiver, and she's quickly rolling to an orgasm as the dildo seems to throb inside her, bigger and harder!

Then the worst happens.

"Gahyeon-ah, are you there?"

Gahyeon stills her hand, keeping the dildo firmly stuffed inside her.

"Y-Yes unnie?"

"I'm going to get some groceries, do you want anything?" Despite her staying still, Gahyeon feels the repeated thrusting of the dildo inside her, and she can't hold on.

"No it's— Ah!" Without the t-shirt to bite on, Gahyeon yelps before biting her lower lip. Her thighs close around her arm, trapping the dildo inside her. The orgasm rages through her, driven to violent heights as it seems to climax with her, throbbing against her clenching walls. Her abdomen seems to get warmer, and Gahyeon rolls over. Her feet kick wildly, and she screams into the pillow as she feels herself getting filled up, the impossibility leading to ecstatic insanity.

"Gahyeon-ah, are you okay? Can I come in?" The voice seeps into her consciousness from a mile away. The dildo has slipped out, taking its place above the wet spot on her sheets.

"N-No unnie, sorry, I stubbed my toe." Gahyeon wipes the drool from her mouth.

"Omo, does it hurt a lot?"

"It's fine, it's fine!" Gahyeon hastily replies. "Actually, can you get me some cola?"

"Cola? Okay sure, I'll be back later."

"Thank you unnie!" Gahyeon takes a deep breath as she hears the footsteps get softer and softer from her door. She grabs the dildo and examines it closely—it doesn't feel lifelike at all, and there's no moving parts, so how could it thrust into her? She dips a finger within herself, yet there's no sign of cum or any other foreign fluid, so why did it feel like she was getting filled up?

"What the fuck..." two people gasp simultaneously.

Across Seoul you're doubled over at your desk, having dumped your load into the fleshlight as it seemed to milk you with a mind of its own. No masturbation ever felt quite like this, like you were having sex with someone! You pumped the toy over and over until the pleasure finally ended. Only now do you remove it from your cock. It felt warm and wet earlier, yet when you look at your shaft, there was nary any lubricant, no slick, and yet you had definitely felt it!

You stumble into the bathroom and wash it clean. Fingers in the fleshlight confirm that there is no motor, no battery, yet it was definitely grasping and clenching around you, seeming to orgasm right before you did. You're too drained to think about it, and you leave it in the box again.

You don't throw the toy away however, and neither does Gahyeon.

The two of you reach an understanding with each other, not that either of you were aware of it—using the toy at certain times felt really fucking good, specifically when you two were both using it at the same time. You two assumed that the toy had some special function at those times, and so it became almost a routine to masturbate then. There were times when it didn't work, when Gahyeon was abroad on tour—timezones threw it off, but neither of you made the connection.

There was the nagging fact that the granny had given you both a box, but neither of you wanted to bring it up with the other person. How could Gahyeon ask you about the dildo she got? How would you even bring up the fleshlight with Gahyeon? The indulgence of the toy became a guilty pleasure for both of you, something intimate that should be kept at arm's length otherwise. The two of you remained blissfully oblivious about each other's nighttime proclivities until one road trip.

"Aish Gahyeon, we're not going to make it in this jam! How are you late on Lunar New Year's eve? You still had schedules?!"

"No I just overslept my nap okay? Blame our families, why do they have to live so far from Seoul!" The two of you are stuck in what could be called "traffic", although that requires some movement of cars. As far as you can tell, you have moved about a meter in the past hour, and the sun is already setting.

"What does the navigation say?" you groan and ask Gahyeon.

"Uhh, 3 hours."

"Fuck, we're gonna miss dinner."

"Yeah... Sorry." You bite your tongue, deciding not to further cuss out Gahyeon for making you miss your dinner with the family.

"It's fine, let's just see how far we get, then figure things out." You continue tapping on the steering wheel, but it doesn't make the cars go any faster, and an hour becomes two, and then two and a half. You make your decision, swinging across several lanes towards an exit.

"What are you doing?!"

"It's too late, we might not even make it before midnight. Just tell your parents you'll come in tomorrow. Let's find a motel or something to stay for the night, it'll be way less jammed tomorrow morning."

Gahyeon lets out a long breath and sighs, "Want me to text your parents too?"

"Yeah, thanks."

You manage to take the exit off the highway, and Gahyeon directs you to a motel she found on her phone.

"Room for two?" The concierge asks.

"No, two rooms please, just for the night." You ignore the weird look from the concierge and look at your phone, responding to your parents' message.

"Of course, here are your keys."

"Thanks." The two of you go to your neighboring rooms, but before you can slam the door in frustration, Gahyeon asks quietly.

"Do you want to do dinner together? Might as well." She's right, not like you have anyone else to eat with.

"Sure, might as well," you sigh. Dinner was a sullen and quick affair, the two of you a lonely duo in the otherwise empty fast food joint—the only place that was still open.

"What time should we head out tomorrow?" Gahyeon asks you on the elevator up to your rooms.

"7 am? Is that too early?"

"No, I won't oversleep, promise!"

"Good, I'll leave you here otherwise." You wouldn't of course, but just to scare her into actually waking up on time for once. Gahyeon sees through it easily though, offering you a hug.

"Liar, have a good night, and happy new year I guess."

"Happy new year, night." You sigh and flop on the bed. You check your messages again—more pics of the feast you should have been eating. Aimlessly you scroll through your phone, until you hear something you really, probably, shouldn't have heard.

"Mmm..." Gahyeon moans softly. She felt terrible for oversleeping, frustrated at herself for making you late, for making you miss your family dinner as well. She needed relief, so she's sprawled out on the bed, pushing the dildo into herself.

"Ah..." In addition to it being something you shouldn't have heard, you really shouldn't be getting hard at listening to Gahyeon get herself off. But you're too aroused you can't bring youself to put on earphones, so you reach for the fleshlight instead to work off your stress—might as well make the most of the "distraction".

"Nngh!" Gahyeon lifts off the bed suddenly as the dildo is "active" again. She checks her phone quickly—it's outside of the dildo's normal “schedule”, but she's not going to complain as it throbs and penetrates her delightfully. Propping herself against the headboard she sits up and plants her feet on the mattress. Gahyeon's toes curl and grip the sheets as she plunges the dildo into her with more purpose. Now she's going to get fucked.

You groan under your breath as you pump the fleshlight over your shaft. It is tight and wet, even more so than usual—surprisingly it is "working" at this time. Gahyeon's moans get louder through the wall, and you stroke it even faster, even harder.

Gahyeon's biting her shirt again, and she's starting to slide back down the bed as the pleasure overwhelms her. The dildo is particularly active, striking her powerfully deep, even faster than usual.

"Hmmmm!" Her hips lift off the bed in orgasm as she's driven to her first of the session. Gahyeon's body seizes up in pleasure, and her arm is rigid, keeping the dildo plugged firmly in her body. It seems to keep thrusting, and Gahyeon shuts her eyes and bites down on her shirt further.

The fleshlight tightens around you perfectly in time with Gahyeon's deep moan, and it urges you to your peak. You hear Gahyeon panting and gasping through the wall, seemingly riding out her own intense orgasm, and you squeeze the fleshlight so tightly you might break it.

"Yah! Mmmmm, mmph!" Gahyeon yelps as the dildo continues moving. Normally one orgasm would be enough, and the dildo would "orgasm" too. Little did she know that you are extra-motivated from her moans, and you last longer than your normally do. Gahyeon has to twist into the pillow, moaning loudly into it as she cums again. The sound waves make their way through the wall, and it becomes unstoppable waves of pleasure in your body.

"Fuck!" Your moan is short but loud, and you finally explode into the fleshlight.

Gahyeon doesn't hear your moan, too lost in pleasure as the dildo seems to finally "orgasm" too, going rigid before throbbing wildly inside her. The familiar warmth of a creampie, imaginary or otherwise, makes her sigh as she goes limp on the bed.

Separated by a thin wall, the two of you come down from your orgasms, toys thickly coated with bodily fluids. You eventually sneak out of your room with fleshlight in hand, looking to quickly wash it in the communal bathroom. You then go for a shower, and as you finish up, you run into Gahyeon leaving her room, and you hurriedly pocket the fleshlight.

"H-Hey."

"Oh it's you, umm hey. Have a good night!" Gahyeon blushes, and she's hiding something behind her back. She hurries by you, and though you don't see what she's holding exactly, you turn to see her placing a box on the sink—the exact same box you have, the one the granny gave you!

A crazy thought forms in your head, and you had to ask Gahyeon. You wait to hear her return to her room before jumping up and knocking on her door.

"Hey, are you sleeping soon? I have a question." Gahyeon peeks through the gap in the door.

"Not yet, come in." Gahyeon sits on the bed, dressed in a large t-shirt and shorts underneath. "What's up?"

"So umm, I happened to see the box you were holding earlier." Gahyeon's eyes widen and she blushes. "Is that the box the granny gave us last time?"

"Y-Yes? I was just using it to hold my makeup."

"Can I ask what was in your box?"

"My makeup!"

"No, when she first gave it to you. Was it a... An adult toy of some sort?" Now you're blushing with her. Gahyeon one-ups you and blushes deeper, nodding.

"Okay, so it wasn't just me. Listen, don't freak out, but does it feel really good sometimes, when you use it?" Her eyes widen in shock, how would you know that?

"Don't kill me, but I overheard you umm, using it just now, did it feel really good then?"

"Yes," Gahyeon replies hoarsely, her throat suddenly dry. No way, no fucking way.

"Okay so I, mmm, I was using mine too, just now." The silence hangs in the air, the implication clear.

"No, not possible. Bullshit."

"I know, I guess, but—"

"Get out, I'm going to sleep."

"Gah—"

"Out, I'll see you tomorrow." You sigh and get up from your chair.

"Okay, good night." You return to your room and bang your head against the door. That conversation went about as well as you could expect. Now you're just left with a burning curiosity—is the fleshlight connected to Gahyeon's toy? Were you "feeling" Gahyeon?

Little did you know that the same question was burning a hole in Gahyeon's mind too, and she tossed and turned as she tried to sleep. What, or who was she feeling? Was it you, no way, right? She didn't want to think about it, to continue using the dildo worry-free, but she couldn't help it, especially as she stared at the box across the room.

It was almost a little too much guilt in the term "guilty pleasure", and so you are surprised but relieved when Gahyeon wakes you from your sleep, rapping the door loudly.

"Who is it?" you mumble sleepily.

"Me, I want to come in." She barges in as soon as you open the door, and you see she's holding a dildo. "Where is it?"

"What?"

"The box, the toy." You hand her the box, and she takes the fleshlight out. You can't read Gahyeon's expression, and she's holding it so tightly you fear she might just throw both toys on the ground and smash them.

Gahyeon's more nervous than she lets on, but she keeps her voice steady and tosses you the fleshlight.

"Let's use it, let's find out."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I need to know. Are you going to be able to use it if you don't?"

"I... No, same. Okay, how do we do this?"

"I-I don't know," Gahyeon admits, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Maybe we should just face away from each other?"

"Okay, I'll sit here then." Gahyeon turns to see you sit in the hotel chair, your back turned to her.

"Don't turn around, I'll- I'll take off my shorts." You hear the rustle of clothes, and silently you slip off your own boxers as well. "I'll go first." The slight breath she expels is more than enough to drive your imagination wild.

"Is it in?"

"I thought I should be the one asking you that," Gahyeon jokes shakily. "Go ahead."

"Okay, putting it in now." You groan at the wetness enveloping you, but is nothing compared to the erotic whimper Gahyeon makes. It is pointless for you to ask her if she feels it.

"Turn around," she orders you quietly.

"What?"

"I don't believe it, turn around, I need to see it."

"I'm not wearing my boxers Gahyeon."

"I know, please, I just need to see it." You settle for an inbetween, grabbing your discarded boxers and covering yourself best you can. You swivel the chair around, taking in Gahyeon—her t-shirt hides most of her body, but it fails to hide her smooth legs. The fabric bunches up at the very end, unable to hide the fact that her hand is between her thighs.

"Here." You push the boxers down your thighs, showing off the fleshlight over your cock.

"Move it— ah..." Gahyeon moans when you do as she says, giving the fleshlight one pump. You feel her moan, the toy clenching around your cock and getting wetter. She's bent over in pleasure, her long hair tickling her thighs.

"T-There, enough?"

"No, I need to see nngh— feel you move it, keep going." Slowly she shifts one leg, and then the other, on to the bed. Her hair still obscures her vision, but your gaze is unobstructed. Underneath her shirt you can see the dildo slowly moving in and out of her, copious coating of collecting contentment conclusive confirmation of her condition—close, so close! Soon Gahyeon disappears from sight as you close your eyes to relish the feel of her pussy clenching on you. The two of you silently masturbate, pumping fleshlight and dildo over and into your bodies.

"Fuck!" "Gahyeon!" The two of you harshly whisper into the room, and it snaps you out of it. You two look straight at each other, eyes wild and needy. Only one thought is in your mind.

Fuck Gahyeon.

The toys are tossed aside as you launch yourselves at each other. Your body weight means you land on top of her, and in an instant Gahyeon's grabbing your shaft, lining you up. Unreserved moans leave the two of you as you plunge straight into her. Her fingers grip your arms tightly, and her desire is clear.

Fuck me.

Her hand grabs your ass needily, trying to shove your dick into her like a dildo. Your hand is on her butt, squeezing and groping it, trying to use her like a fleshlight as you pull her towards you. It is less sex and more mutual masturbation the way you two are treating each other, as a tool for maximum pleasure.

Gahyeon is growing a taste for your meat in more ways than one—she's biting on your shoulder hard enough to draw blood. The dildo was good, but this real dildo is ten, no, a hundred times more intense! She came on the first thrust, and then the third, and then the seventh, and then she loses count.

The fleshlight felt more amazing than ever before, and you thrust madly into it. Gahyeon's cries feed your arousal, and you're pounding into her, pulling her up against you to stroke yourself faster. Her legs hook around your thighs, and her nails dig into your arms—she needed this just as much as you did. You never wanted to stop, but your body has its limits.

"Ah!" Gahyeon's voice cracks as you unload into her "fleshlight", flooding her with cream. She grabs on your dildo tightly, milking it to further that sensation of warmth—she finally feels real and thick cum coating her walls.

You collapse on top of her, and you are greeted with bare skin. It smells nice, and you bury your face in it, kissing and sucking on it. You feel lips on your neck too, and you groan in response. When your heartbeat finally stabilizes, reality sets in.

What the fuck did you just do? Who the fuck did you just do?!

You try to get off Gahyeon, but she holds you close, holds you in her.

"N-Not yet." She slips out from underneath you and gets on all fours. It was a sight to raise the dead, a sight to revive your spent erection—Gahyeon's ass presented in front of you, your load seeping out of her, A visible handmark is on a cheek, from where you grabbed her ferociously. She doesn't turn back to speak to you, instead taking off her t-shirt and burying her head in the pillow.

"Use me... Get us off."

Gahyeon's head is still in the clouds as you push into her from behind. How many times has she been in this position before, on all fours as she tried to shove the dildo deeper into herself? Yet her hands are free now, free to pull on the sheets as she lets herself get penetrated over and over.

This "dildo" is so much better! she moans to herself—she pushes herself deeper into the pillow to muffle her moans, in denial of everything she's experiencing. She doesn't really want to acknowledge the fact that it is you doing it to her, pumping her full of ecstasy. The dildo was supposed to be just a toy, and you are supposed to be just her friend, not her fuck buddy or lover. Yet here Gahyeon is, creaming herself all over your shaft like never before, letting you shove your cum deeper into her. It's so filthy it's good.

She prays you don't hear her squeal when you press yourself against her back and your hands find her peachy perky breasts. Fuck, no dildo ever felt her up like that! Squeezing and pinching and pulling at her chest, Gahyeon's careening into another orgasm, making you grow harder, ready to burst.

Through her climax Gahyeon feels you get deeper into her, far deeper than the dildo has done before. It's no longer mutual masturbation—you're humping her, having sex with her, fucking her now. Heat wells in Gahyeon's core, eager for you to reach your peak, she needed to know you felt good, that she's making you feel good, just as much as you make her feel good. Your tip bumps against the entrance to her womb, and she surrenders.

He's making me cum again!

Gahyeon finally moans your name, admitting the fact that you, not the dildo, are the one giving her all the pleasure in the world. It is the most erotic sound you’ve ever heard—your stamina goes to zero, and you're firing everything you have left into her. The two of you freeze in place, your hands still squeezing her tits, kneading them like her pussy massages your shaft. You line her walls with ropes of seed, and only when you relax does Gahyeon go limp, falling forward onto the bed with you closely behind. The two of you breathe heavily, exhausted and drained. Bodies tangled together you fall asleep almost immediately, too tired to even process what just happened.

You wake up the next morning to a loud voice message from your parents.

"Yah, I thought you're making it for lunch?! Are you on your way yet?" You check your phone—it's 11 am!

"G-Gahyeon!" You hastily remove your arms from around her, but she grabs them and draws them back around her.

"Mmm, just a little longer..."

"Gahyeon we have to go!" you hiss. She snaps wide awake upon recognizing your voice and throws your arm off her.

"Uh... Uh..." She's speechless, holding up the sheets to cover her body. She blushes when she sees her clothes strewn all over the floor.

"We should er, clean up, I'll see you downstairs in half an hour." You face away from her, and hastily she gathers her belongings and runs back to her room.

The two of you are a disheveled pair when you check out of the motel, and the final stretch back home is deathly silent.

"Listen—" you start as you reach Gahyeon's place.

"Thanks for the ride, let's talk soon okay?" Her glance tells you she did not want to talk about it right now. “Happy new year.”

"Yeah, happy new year."

Your parents fuss over you, stuffing you full of food, and the relatives visiting are a welcome distraction from Gahyeon. It is merely a distraction though, as you stop in front of Gahyeon's place mere days later to drive her back.

"Aigoo, thanks for driving Gahyeon back, are your parents well?" Gahyeon's mom and dad greets you warmly.

"Yes they are, thanks for asking, I hope you are well too!"

"Gahyeon hurry up, don't make him wait!"

"I know I know!" She dumps her suitcase in the back before taking a seat in the back. Well, she would have, until her mom slaps her on the hand.

"What is he, your chauffeur? Go sit in front! He'll get bored driving back by himself with no one to talk to."

"It's okay, she doesn't have to—" But her dad is already opening the door and shoving Gahyeon in.

"Have a safe drive back!"

"We will, bye!" Gahyeon's parents disappear from the rear view mirror as you speed away. She takes her mom's words to heart and eventually breaches the silence.

"Did you have a good new year? Are your parents well?" 

"Yeah, thanks, you?"

"Yeah, it was good, you saw them, they’re doing good."

"Yeah."

You stop at one of the many traffic lights on your way back to Seoul, and you take a deep breath.

"Can we talk about what happened?"

Gahyeon nods, and between the traffic and the lights, you two spend a long time talking.

*Weeks later*

Your phone buzzes, and the message prompts you to check your phone. It's 2 in the afternoon.

Hey, you up? 

it's 2 pm, of course I'm up

call?

ok

Gahyeon calls you, and you find the fleshlight before picking up.

"Are you busy?" she asks.

"No, why would I be busy on a weekend?"

"It's still Friday here." Right, she's on tour again.

"What time is it?"

"Dunno, like midnight? We just finished a show."

"Shouldn't you be asleep then?"

"That's why I called you didn't I? Video?"

"Sure." The screen flickers on to show Gahyeon's bare face, her eyes already drooping. She smiles sleepily when she sees you.

"Hey."

"Hey yourself, you look like you're already sleeping."

"No I'm not!" she opens her eyes wide in defiance, but as soon as her head hits the pillow again they close a little.

"Fine, are you ready?"

"Mmhmm."

"Putting it in." The two of you gasp in pleasure as you bring the fleshlight over your cock.

"You're wet."

"Well yeah, was trying to get one off before bedtime, but here we are. Hnngh slowly!" She whines as you pull the fleshlight out too quickly.

"Oops sorry! How's the tour?" you catch up with Gahyeon, watching her body rock slightly as she slowly plunges the dildo into herself offscreen.

"Good, fun, long, wish I was back home." You're slowly moving the fleshlight over yourself, the two of you having lazy sex from across the oceans.

"That sucks, how many more days?"

"A week I think, then I'm back."

"Cool, can't wait." You miss Gahyeon's slight blush, your eyes closing as she grips you tighter.

"Y-yeah, can't wait, now shut up and do me." The two of you move your toys more needily, and the call devolves into soft moans, quiet pleads of "Right there!" and "Yes!" You watch Gahyeon bite her lower lip, stifling a loud moan when she climaxes. Across timezones you feel her clench around you, and you grunt and cum into your toy. For your benefit Gahyeon keeps the dildo in her until you finally open your eyes again.

"Feel good?" she asks, almost mischievously.

"Yeah, you good?"

"Wonderful, thanks for the help."

"Of course, have a good night Gahyeon."

"Thanks, good night oppa."

The call ends and you go to wash the toy once more, questioning again what sort of twisted relationship have you gotten into with Gahyeon.

She gets back a week later and immediately drags you out shopping.

“Did I really just let you bribe me with food to carry your bags?” you mutter as Gahyeon drops another bag on your overladen arms.

“No, you let yourself let me bribe you with food to carry my bags, thanks! Oh, that looks good over there!”

"Hi there! Are you two a couple?" You and Gahyeon freeze in place, but thankfully it is not any granny, but a regular salesperson.

"Ah no, we're not," you answer for the two of you, stepping in front of Gahyeon before she could explode at them.

"My mistake, I'm so sorry, I thought—"

"What if we are?" Gahyeon interrupts the salesperson from behind you.

"Eh? Oh, well we just have a promotion for couples, it's a couple set, you get good food and it comes with matching cups that you can bring home with you. I thought maybe you two would be interested."

"We are then, shall we, oppa?" Gahyeon blinks her eyes cutely at you. “Remember I’m paying, so I choose,” she adds, threatening you adorably.

"S-Sure." You roll your eyes and let Gahyeon drag you away. When was the last time getting free stuff went wrong for the two of you?

You look at Gahyeon smiling back at you and your heart skips a beat—maybe nothing has gone wrong yet after all, but your life has certainly been turned upside down.

A/N: Happy lunar new year! Spent time traveling and with the family, so didn’t have much chance to write.

This is one of those rare ideas where I don’t even know how I came up with it, in what world does “magically connected sex toys” make sense, it doesn’t even pop up in JAV or hentai! Anyways, hope it worked well, somehow made it a little fluffy at the end too, thanks for reading!

[strange-premonition]

The gray shirt

Exboyfriend!GhostxReader

Hi guys! I wrote this short thing very quickly so sorry if it is bad! This is the first writing I'm posting so it is kind of nerve-wracking! Please tell me what you think of it and if I should continue it! Love you!

The breakup happened nearly a year ago but you still can’t seem to wear any other shirt to sleep but the big gray one with the Deftones logo on the front. The shirt doesn’t smell like him anymore. It hasn’t for a long time but sometimes you can trick your mind that there still is that faint note of musk sticking to the fabric. Seeing yourself in it has become the norm, it just is part of you. So when you see your new fling in your ex's shirt, it ignites something in you.

The irritation is crawling up from your spine to your head, making your hairs stand on end. It takes everything in you to not rip it off of him in that moment. “Uh… I can give you a new shirt maybe? That one is really dirty, I’ve worn it for days.” You try in the most neutral tone you can muster. The man standing in your room just smiled at you, taking the rim of the shirt in his hands and bringing it to his nose, inhaling deeply “It smells like you.”

His words make your heart sink. Did this really mean that every bit of Simon disappeared the day you two decided to break it off? The hurt of that painful day starts rising in your throat like bile and your skin becomes hot. You give the man a smile that is supposed to be sweet but ends up being painfully stiff. You approach him and take the shirt in your hands starting to take it off of him “I insist” Voice slightly threatening and he seems to get the message.

Two days went by since your fling made the comment that made you rethink all your life choices. This revelation threw you into a spiral and you almost sent five messages to Simon. Ultimately you decided to delete them.

What would you say to him anyway ´Hey I miss you ;)´ or ´I can’t stop thinking about you´ or… ´No man has ever been able to make me feel like you have.´ It was all futile

You turned in your bed, frustration rising up, how hard could it be? You didn’t have to be together. It was well established that you could still stay friends after the breakup! So why did the connection just cease to exist the moment you gave each other your goodbyes?

Looking at the ceiling you let the memories of him flood your brain. His smile, the first time you kissed him. It all felt like it happened yesterday but also many years ago. Simons warm and callused hands running up and down your exposed sides as your hand intertwined in his soft hair while your whines and moans filled the room-

The vibration of the phone in your hand pulled you out of your sweet memory. You decided to just ignore it. It was probably the guy from two days ago that you tried to ignore. Pushing that thought away you close your eyes again and saw his eyes looking at you from between your legs with an intensity and sharpness that made your muscles contract. A small moan escaped your lips at the memory of his tongue lapping in between your folds like a starving man.

His words of encouragement echo in your mind ´Good fucking girl.´ ´You’re so good to me. Look at you. So pretty´ the memory alone made you feel needy. With your free hand you quickly find your way down your body and just as you’re about to touch your most sensitive part another buzz comes from your phone.

“Ugh, leave me alone dude!” Jumping up from your bed you almost toss your phone, but not before blocking his annoying ass and- oh.

All of your annoyance leaves you at once and is replaced with something else. The feeling rises from your chest up to your cheeks, and slight panic settles. ´Hey. I saw you typing for a long time there. Is everything alright?`  Simon wrote you.

You nearly jump from the bed. What do you do now? You didn’t think he would see you typing! Was he looking through your messages in that moment? All those questions didn’t seem to matter in the moment. He was waiting for an answer and you knew if you just ignored him he would show up in front of your house anyway. Or would he… Did he really care about you like that anymore?

Pushing those thoughts aside you decided to text him back ´Hi! Yeah, sorry about that :D I’m doing alright! No need to worry!´ Was the best you could muster up. Your heart beats hard in your chest as the three little dots in the corner jump up and down signaling that he is writing back ´Alright, if you need anything you can write me. Have a good evening.´ you feel your pulse rise up, a devious idea pops into your mind and you are too delirious to stop yourself from acting on it.

Taking a deep breath your fingers start shaking as you type away. ´Hey, actually. Would you like to meet up?´ and you stop breathing. He starts typing a moment later and you feel dizzy ´Yes, let us meet up this weekend.´

[frenziedslashers]

Hey sweetheart 👉🏼👈🏼💗

It's one of those days where I'm thinking about Rick...(again and probably too intensely hihi) but I'm a bit curious 🤭 what do you think are his biggest kinks?

I'm pretty sure about everything that involves calling him Sir or Sheriff...yk something about him being an authority drives him crazy (and it drives ME crazy) 👉🏼👈🏼💗

Yeah just me and my dirty mind...I know I know hihi 💗

Hi hunny! Glad to see you in my ask box for our man 🫶

ALSO FAIR, my days alternate. One day it is Rick, the next it is Daryl, every so often when I decide to forget what he did - it's Negan. I have a couple that I think he would be into? It really depends on the perspective and these are just my general headcanons (Looking at the anons I had to delete last week that told me Rick or Daryl wouldn't be into some of the kinks I think they are smh). So this is purely fictional opinion LMAO

Let's get into it then!

Kinks I think Rick Grimes has 😼

NSFT UNDER CUT, MINORS DNI!!

I purely believe that S1 to about S3 Rick is fairly vanilla. He has ideas of what he likes or would like, but Lori would never let him express those fantasies. She just seems dry and lame, it could be my beef with her, too.

Authority Kink:

Starting off strong, I do 100% believe that this man has an authority kink. I think most people in law do, tbh. It just inflates his ego and he loves it. He loves Sir, Sheriff, even Deputy if you wanna be teasing. (He does not like being called Daddy though. I think Rick is too used to people calling him Carl and Judith's Daddy, or hearing Maggie call Hershel her Daddy, so he doesn't like associating the word with a sexual term.)

Bondage:

I think he'd be a rope bunny... JOKING- Unless??

No, but fr, I think he would be into light bondage. Whether it be on you or himself, he doesn't mind. Though his more stressful days when he just wants to fuck you until you're an absolute mess. Or when he's in more of a Dom mood, he prefers tying you up. He wouldn't argue too much if you bat your eyes and ask to tie him up though. You've got him wrapped around your finger.

Oral Fixation:

I am convinced that he has an oral fixation. He loves giving head (and receiving) and also putting his mouth on other parts of your body.

Marking:

Idk the actual term for this one, but to tie in with the above. Rick loves it when you both mark each other up. He especially likes marking you up. Hickeys, bites, when you leave scratches on his arms or back. He loves letting the world know who you both belong to.

Breeding:

This one is only really for the marking. He loves stuffing you full of himself and knowing that he's the only one that can cum in you. Even if he's wearing a condom and you tell him to cum in you and he really can't, it's enough to definitely make him orgasm. He would only be into the baby aspect if you were willing to have kids, you both talked about it, and he knew you and the baby would be safe. He's going batshit if you guys do settle down and have a kid. Even if you just talk about adopting one he's got heart eyes for you and he's fucking you good.

Masochist:

I don't know why, but for some reason I believe that he gets a kick out of you hurting him. I have this tho(ugh)t a lot about hate fucking with rick all because you slapped him and he just went ballistic, idk. I think he likes pain, something in his face when he's fighting. It could be anywhere from you scratching or biting him. To the rug burn on his wrists when you bind him to the bed posts. When you tug on his hair, or even if you do slap him a little in bed (Nothing hard though!)

Knife Play:

I think he wouldn't mind using a knife in bed. He wouldn't actually cut you, even if you asked he wouldn't. He doesn't want to give you any more scars than this world has already bestowed upon you. He just likes the trust behind it, and the danger. He's an adrenaline junkie and no one can tell me otherwise.

Being bossed around:

He gets MAD horny when you boss him around and tell him what to do. If you raise your voice and tell him to do something while you both are out on a run he's following you around like a bitch in heat. He's staring at you with this hunger in his eyes and he gets whimpery if you keep bossing him around in the bedroom. Grab his hair and pull his face to yours while telling him to strip and get on the bed. He's whining and nodding his head, he's on cloud nine.

Voyerism:

I do think he likes watching you touch yourself. He wouldn't watch you sleep with someone else unless he trusted them - like MAYBE Daryl, but he'd still be uneasy with it. He's too possessive for that and wouldn't really be too into the idea with how possessive Daryl is as well. He does like coming home to find you pleasuring yourself while chanting his name like a prayer. He might watch for a little bit like a creep, palm himself through his jeans, and then finally join you in there. He knows he can do better than your hand.

Using you?:

I don't know what this would be categorized as, or if this is a kink, but he loves coming home stressed and overworked and using you like a doll. Fucking you until all his pent-up frustration has left. Don't worry, he'll take care of you after and during, he's not going to completely use you.

Praise:

PRAISE HIM- He is so into it. He hardly gets praised by anyone besides his work as a leader - hardly as just a person. So when you start praising him he seeks you out for validation. If you do it in the bedroom he gets all dizzy and bubbly inside. He loves it when you tell him how good he makes you feel. Or how handsome he is. Or just anything kind, he loves it all. He praises you a lot as well. Overall just something he always does with you, during or outside of sex.

Degradation:

Now, just because he loves praise doesn't mean he won't degrade you. He loves telling you how much of a slut you are for him. "You like that, huh? Like it when I fuck you dumb? Wanna let everyone hear ya scream m'name. Let 'em all know how big of a whore you are." He gets a little too into it sometimes, but if you don't like it all you have to do is tell him and he'll stop. It just feeds into his authority kink in a way.

I can't really think of any more right now, but those are the main ones I have!

[blueberrykenn]

Kennie's Top 10 Yearly Fic Recommendations

Okay so this is the 2nd year of me doing this (but this year I wont delete) butttt I show my top 10 fic and authors for each member/group( some members of bts repeat due to the amount of poly fics I read and its what I mainly read) (A handful of these have smut so heres your warning)

(I would also love to be your guys friends as every single one of you seems absolutely amazing)

LETS GET STARTED

10. @guqwrvte Make it Three (Jungkook, Jimin and Taehyung)

Oh where do I start with this fic I found it in the spring looking for a Soulmate fic and oh boy I was in for a ride THREE SOULMATES?! ummm YES and the arcade chapter was ABSOULELY AMAZING! I hope you're doing well Author!! as this fic hasn't been updated in a while

9. @yonkimint Without You (Yoongi with a side of Hoseok or "Jay")

OHHHH BOY When I wanted a love triangle I WAS NOT DISAPPOINTED I found this fic in April looking for angst and ANGST I GOT without spoiling it its a Pregnancy/ Single Mom AU and one of the best ones Ive read in a longgggg time

8. @guksthighs Bloom (Yoongi)

OH BOY This is a recent one actually. This one shot was made SIX YEARS AGO?! OMG Hanahaki AUs are one of my favorites angst type of fics so when I read this I literally sobbed like a baby I cant say much else without spoiling it

7. @kimnjss cyberslut (Yoongi), less of you/VINTAGE (Jimin), Strawberry Kisses(Jungkook)

MISS HAS ALWAYS BEEN ONE OF MY FAVES SINCE 2019 like when I first read beside you YESS I reread Cyberslut and HAD to include it but reading less of you in June as I was dealing with my own breakup it was a tear jerker towards the end of less of you, for me I wont spoil it but there a plot twist that I was not expecting towards the end of the sequel, Vintage. BUT STRAWBERRY KISSES OH MY GAHD I read that on my way home in August even though its a SMUTTY I enjoyed it a lot and the FLUFF I think some people looked at me crazy when I took the bus home that day

6. @skazoo if you tell me about yourself( Stray Kids' Felix)

Okay here me out! Demon Slayer. Its one of my favorite manga and anime series and with CHANBIN as a hashira UMMM YES ynand chanbin are literally Genya and Sanemi if Genya was a girl and not YK (demon slayer spoiler!!) eating demons, but this 2 parter was ABSOULTELY AMAZING

5. @ugh-yoongi a word from our sponsors (Namjoon)

How do you get a idoit podcasters to not realize they have feelings but read smut YOU GET THESE TWO MFERS This one shot was sooooooo good!! like I read a lot of smut but this? TOP TEIR OF ONESHOTS OF 2023

4. @sopebubbles Bulletproof Heart (2Seok)

THIS ROLLERCOASTER If I had to describe my childhood in fanfictions this one would be one (check #1 for the other) I wont say why because spoilers but this angst was OMG THE YOONGI HATE WAS UNREAL NOT MY YOONGLES but I loved it soooooooo much

3.@jihoonotes Yearning(SVT's Woozi)

Lee Jihoon is literally my ult bias. Do I need to say more? ITS WORTH THE READ

2. @solemnreads Way Back Home(Jungkook)

THIS FIC HAD ME FUCKING EVERYWHERE with the twins to CEO Kook THE JEALOUSLY I LOVE IT by far the best exes to lovers fic I read this year

before I tell yall #1 I wanna give an honorable mention to @purpleyoonn they would be on the main list if I was done reading you complete us BUTTTT RED STRING is amazing even though there only 2 parts so far

Okay Okay this should be expected if you been here for a bit

1.@theharrowing Literally anything they write but mainly Rose Tinted Obsessions and Collateral

Boy Blue and Collateral Taehyungs literally Remained me of In between Taehyung so much that I got inspired to write in between again everything I read from them is Absolutely Amazing, Top Tier just Yes DARK FICS are literally my go to so reading them had me sooooo happy and wanting more