#what a wonderful moment for me 🍑

[raamitsu]

my fav part in ep 16 😚

[elysianightsss]

Pen Pal Price Part Two🫧🍑

nsfw ahead so I’ll cut it off at that point…reader is also described as chubby below because I am so they are too lol.

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His voice startles you to the point where you visibly flinch, it’s nothing like how you imagined it to be. First of all, you didn’t know he was British. The accent that wraps around his words so sharply is one you recognise but can’t quite put your finger on in this moment.

His voice is deep, rumbles out somewhere from within his chest. It vibrates through the phone and through you. For him your honeyed voice drips into him like the sweetest summer wine.

“Sound so pretty.” You hear him mutter, barely a whisper but definitely something he was trying to hide. Your cheeks burn as you blush hard, your bottom lip caught between your teeth while you think of what to say to the man you’ve been writing to for weeks on end.

So many words exchanged and yet now you’re at a loss. Can’t think properly, it begs the question; how will you react when you meet in person?

“I haven’t got long, I guess now’s the time I tell you what I do for a living.” He chuckles lightly and you wish you could see his face while he does.

“Sounds intriguing.” You frown though your face is still smile stricken.

“Oh you bet it is love. Very dangerous, rough. I don’t think you’d want to hear about it.”

“Excuse me good sir, I live for danger. Did I not tell you how I dangerously painted the spare bedroom the other day? Though I don’t think it went well.” You joked looking over at the room that was half done and had paint streaks pointing in all different directions.

“Are you doubting your mad painting skills?” Your heart soared at the joke, at his laugh, just all of this. Being able to speak to him properly, being able to communicate more easily without waiting a whole week for his response to arrive by post. Shifting through the mail everyday desperate to read his words. You hadn’t felt this happy in years.

“Maybe just a little.” There’s a pause, and you think you hear some background chatter, something about unit leaving and someone definitely says captain, “maybe you could help me?”

“I definitely will.” He doesn’t hesitate with his answer, it’s so sure and so final. It says a lot about him. You’re desperate to know more. “I’m sorry love, I’ve got to go. I’ll call you tomorrow? Same time?”

And he does, you lunge for the phone practically jumping through the air to answer him. You chat about useless things, have silly little conversations about everyday life. There are days when you think it’s his day off work, those days he stays on the phone to you for hours. Those days are your favourite.

He tells you about the new book he got and even reads you a few chapters while you cook dinner, he makes you promise to cook him a meal sometime. You don’t hesitate to agree.

Again he loves the domesticity of it all, how prefect you are in his eyes, though his ocean blues haven’t actually seen you yet. What a perfect little wife you would make. He knows it’s far too soon to think about things like that but he cannot help himself.

The way you fly away with yourself, talking about what you’re doing that day or joking about something you saw on tv or giggling about the cupcakes you were making because the icing went wrong making what you piped look like pigs instead of the unicorns you were going for, for you niece’s birthday party.

He listens with his eyes closed, dreaming of the day he comes back from deployment. The day he comes back to you, to home smelling of freshly baked goods. His pretty lady waiting for him all smiles and giggles. He wishes.

“Um..” you pause unsure, wondering what if he says no.

“What is it love?” He asks so worried. So ready to fix any problem you throw his why. Once again though you hesitate and once more he encourages you, “Come on pretty lady, tell me. What’s up?” You let the nickname you’ve reprimanded him about numerous times slide with what you’re about to ask.

“D-Did you want t-to video call?” He grins at how fucking adorable you are. The way you stutter just asking a simple question like that. He bites back a groan at the way he stiffens in his trousers. Dirty old man.

“I would love to.” He of course then had to explain he had a flip phone. You laughed hard at him and said he would need a smartphone. You had no idea he would go and buy one just to video call you with. Another thing you reprimand him for, spending his hard earned money so easily like that. His little lady nagging him, and all he does is smile at the sound. He loves it.

Your heart hammers in your chest as the phone rings. A lot like the first time he called you. You had talked him through the set up and helped him understand what an app is and how to call on text on a smart phone. And finally, you told him how to video call. Which app to press, you were just explaining how it works when your phone begins to buzz with ‘John💕 is FaceTime you’ popping up on the screen. Your number of course being the first one he added.

You can’t help but feel nervous, checking you look semi okay on the screen before pressing the green answer button. Then your breath is knocked out of you so hard you actually choke, John fussing about getting some water and breathing for him goes in one ear and out the other. You can’t look away from him even as you catch your breath.

He’s nothing like you pictured and yet he’s perfect.

He looks like the kind of man you picture when you read romance novels and the kind of man that sneaks into the dreams that have you waking up hot under the collar and panties sticking to you uncomfortably. The little description of himself you asked for certainly did not do him justice.

“Hi love.”

“Hi John.”

“Fuck you’re gorgeous.” Even though you frown, you can’t stop a smile from splitting your face.

You’ve got chubbier cheeks and thicker thighs than most girls, something you’re insecure about and john can tell. But fuck you look gorgeous to him. Over the next few weeks John catches on to just how badly you feel about your body image, the way you put yourself down in favour of supermodels, the way you wear oversized clothing to cover yourself up. He finds himself grumbling, hating it each second more than the last.

He understands how badly beauty culture has fucked over women who are genuinely beautiful but are made to feel like they’re nothing. He gets it, he does. But he certainly doesn’t agree. Especially not with you. He finds himself dreaming of those squishable cheeks of yours, the way you’re so soft around the edges, he can tell.

You completely did him in last Monday, it’s the middle of winter for goodness sake, how did he know that you’d be wearing shorts when he FaceTimed you. Gym shorts that hugged your plump ass so fucking perfectly, that flashed your thick thighs to him. Christ, he’s been thinking about those pretty thighs all week long. When he’s running drills, your thighs are on his mind. When he’s planning out a mission with his unit, your thighs are on his mind. And when he’s alone at night with his hand wrapped around his swollen cock, your thighs are on his mind.

He can’t stand it anymore, it’s been agonising with how busy he’s been not calling you, not seeing you or hearing your voice. No knowing what you’ve been up to or how your day has gone. He calls and he praises the Lord above for bringing you to him, when you answer. A prayer on his lips, a beg for you to become his wife one day when you’re there smiling in the cutest silk pyjama set he’s ever seen. It hugs you exquisitely, showing off your rounded edges and all John can think about is how he can’t wait to sink his teeth into the soft flesh of your tummy.

You’re clearly fresh out the shower or bath with your damp hair and freshly wash face, but John’s never seen anything more beautiful in his life, in fact he tells you so. You haven’t felt your cheeks burn the way they did then, well maybe one other occasion.

“Love?”

“Yes John?”

“Would you like to meet me for coffee tomorrow? At that cafe you like?” He’s hopeful when he asks, you can not only hear it in his voice but see it in his face. “I’m in the area for work and have a few days where I’m free and I’d love to see you.”

You can’t recall a time in your life where all you did was smile, but since you found John, you don’t remember what not smiling all the time was like. You don’t remember anything other than how happy he makes you. So you take a breath, you muster up the courage and say yes.

“I’d love to see you too John. Just tell me what time and I’ll be there.”

[tarotmundomonde]

18+ Your first time/Your next first time

This reading is about your first time or your next first time with someone you've never done it with before. I hope this reading answers some of your questions 😇

pick a number 1-5 or

(ps. this reading is for practice)

1.💓💬🖐️🍑 First of all, it looks like the chemistry is pretty great. You both want each other and your person is not afraid to initiate. They just want to pull you to them and hold you. And they want to grab your ass. This could be someone, who literally would playfully smack or grab your ass softly pretending they are just playing around, being funny. Ooh, the cards mention friendship. Okay, now it all makes so much more sense. Your first time or next first time will happen with a friend. And I mean real friendship, someone you've known for at least over a year, I'd say more likely a minimum of 2-3 years. That explains why this person really respects you, because for them your friendship is truly valuable, therefore they don't want to cross the line. The cards are actually talking about repressed lust, like this person is definitely alpha energy, but with you they are mindful, they don't want to do something that you could be perceiving as disrespectful. Because the things they like could make you feel like they are treating you like a rag doll and they definitely don't want you to think that way.

Also, you might do more than one round. One thing that truly is emphasized is the open atmosphere. Like you can talk openly and explore openly with each other and try whatever you'd like to, be it doing things with your hands, with your mouth or positions, with each other, by first communicating about it. So what happens is a little different for each of you. And one more thing, they would love it, if you grab their ass, too. Like when you do missionary, they want your hands on their ass, grabbing it, spreading it, massaging it. Your hands on their ass, their hands on your ass, that person is an ass person. Now you know. And.. they'll make you feel lucky. If you wonder about the o's, it looks like thanks to the great communication you two share, there won't be any problems with that. And remember to let me know what you think about this reading. And remember to let me know what you think about this reading.

2.🌀🥵🪩💘 Pile 2, first of all, it looks like this situation will involve strong jealousy. Your person comes through as someone rather controlling, very selfish, taker and they want the people they are with to never forget them. Very possessive and jealous person. But it looks like you could be quite the jealous type yourself as well.

They could literally like to a little forcefully open your mouth, putting their wand inside your mouth and doing the moves aka fxcking your mouth. They like to leave hickeys and bites around your neck. They might be into biting your lips. And they like to grab your neck. They might also like to pin you down, pin your hands above your head. It looks like they like to tease you in that way and make the moment more intense by doing so. Looking at the cards, this person does what they want, they are not going to ask, if you are okay or if you want something. They'll simply do it. And they don't hold back, they take what they need, what they want. Yet, it doesn't look like wild sxx at all. It actually looks pretty ordinary, the pace doesn't change, it's steady, there is no wild passion. It's more like their habit. You might do 1-3 rounds. And if you wonder about the o's, it looks like your focus could be more on the pain. For example like mentioned earlier, they might be really into grabbing your neck. And that could mean very uncomfortable positions for you or maybe it causes your neck to stiff and you might even get a headache or you have to really focus on your breathing. In other words, your attention may be way more on, how to go along and trying to relax, which means you don't have the time to enjoy the ride so much. There will probably be some degree of pleasure felt by you, but it might not go all the way or it could be weakly felt. And remember to let me know what you think about this reading.

3.🧡🍒💫🩷 Okay, pile 3, for you the keyword is ENTANGLEMENT. First of all, it looks like this person is for real in love with you. The cards are talking about opening up to change, so for some of you this could be a friend in love with you, for others this could be a long distance relationship, even online dating. I mean for some you meet them online, for others maybe you'll meet them in person and then stay connected online and get to know each other better in that way. Because there is a very strong energy of longing and desiring here. For some of you, I also see you have slight intimacy issues, especially in the sense that maybe it's difficult for you to imagine someone loves you, it could be difficult for you to just be and let them love you, to receive love. This person will really have to make you sit down and make you let them give their love to you. But you will open up and receive their love. It's just going to be a slight awkwardness at the beginning. Also, some of you might be the type to resist change, so stepping into the 18+ could be something you resist a bit. Not that you don't want it, but the change and reasons.

They want your arms around them. They might also like to hold your hands or press your hands down above your head or on the sides. They want your bodies pressed to each other in every way so you can feel every inch of each other. This person will not let you go. If you are the type to run away, dream on. This person will hold on to you and make sure you ain't going nowhere. Seriously, they want to be all entangled with you. That's the best way to describe it. And the penetration will take you a little by surprise. This person is very intense and so will be the penetration. Very intense and deep penetration and this person will make sure you come together at the same time. They'll thrive. The cards are literally telling you to be ready, because the best is on it's way. For sure, you two have strong intense chemistry and compatibility. It's so lustful, carnal, they want to devour you and will, there is such a strong feeling of desire and longing for you, they will make sure you will feel it, they'll make sure you know. It's going to be so lustful, passionate and also making love to you, making love. They want to completely fill you up. Seriously, the cards are showing very strong love, they really love you. And there is a strong reference to the number 8, so it seems they will want to do different positions with you and once won't be enough, you'll probably do it many times and in different ways. They might want to do it against the wall, they like to lift you up, I don't remember what it's called but they might like to do it in that tantric sitting position, like you on top holding you close to their chest so they can bury their face in your chest and look you in the eyes and so on and they might also want to see your reflections. So let's just put it that way that a lot will happen. For real, in every single way 100% entanglement. What comes to the place, it strongly looks like a bedroom and that it happens on the bed. And what comes to positions, definitely at least missionary, but the main thing coming through is the closeness, intimacy, intense and deep penetration, fxcking you and making love to you, making love with you. They want to be clued to you. And if you wonder about the o's, well, like the cards say, the best is on it's way. The cards are talking about healing sxx and love and their fitness will show. If you go to the gym, you'll be glad you do. And the cards want you to know that this is the beginning of true love entering your life for good. And remember to let me know what you think about this reading.

4.❤️💢💦❤️‍🔥 Well, pile 4, it looks like you'll go wild with your person. This pile has a bit of a contradicting situation going on here. It looks like there are genuine feelings here, feelings of love, but at the same time the cards are talking about wrath. There is heavy frustration here, both unable to transmute the energy. But at the same time, there is so much passion between you two. For whatever the reason is, it looks like you are trying to deny it. It looks like a situation will get very heated, but it's like it was already there for a long time, piling frustration, piling passion. Maybe you will have a fight and then they come back to you. You could even have a drink, have drunk. It looks kinda messy.

And that could cause you to feel a little disappointed, because that's not, how you planned things to happen. But the one thing you can trust is it will be wild, very wild, passionate sxx. But you might just not be ready for that, yet. Even if it's just the first with this person, maybe you are not used to things going wild like the way it will between you and this person. And remember to let me know what you think about this reading.

5.💛🍇🎆💝 There is something that needs first to be mentioned. For some of you, maybe this is a sugar daddy. Or maybe someone from work, because the cards are mentioning finances way too many times. Or perhaps you will go to a hotel and use money in that way by paying for the room.

If you like it a bit rougher, like pulling their hair and you want that, too, they'll do it. It's all about showing them what you need and what you desire. But it does look like you will do some quickies, too. It shows both, quickies and taking your time to enjoy all the pleasures together. So if you wonder about the o's, no worries. Like said earlier: erotic bliss. And remember to let me know what you think about this reading.

[doujindungeon]

okay i know this is not a kink but hear me out..... SIR lewis hamilton with spanking. preferably in somewhere semi public like his driver's room. bonus if reader is one of the mechanics or his teammate but if not then wag!reader is fine too 😁😁 thanks pookie

SPANKING IS A CORNERSTONE FOUNDATION TO LEWDS ANON I GOT YOU THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING!!! 🍑💥🖐️ ANYWAY STREAM PIPE BY CHRISTINA AGUILERA FEAT. XNDA

"Huh. With what you're wearing underneath, no wonder your work on the car's been rubbish today--you've got that pretty little head of yours up in the clouds."

Calm and even rather amused, Lewis continued to recline further back against the couch in his driver's room, his posture at ease while he basked in the sight of your current position.

"...or is down in the gutter more accurate?"

The sound of flesh slapping against flash soon rang sharply in the air.

Your teeth once again dug into your bottom lip as you resisted letting out a moan upon bearing yet another smack on your ass by his disciplinary hand. While the motorhomes for the drivers were ungodly expensive, this didn't translate to the construction of soundproof walls.

And neither the two of you were quite ready to let the rest of Ferrari know that both you and Lewis were fucking each other.

Though, what was made clear today to all was that the tune-ups made under your supervision to his car were absolutely not to his liking.

Which is why you were here, sprawled over his lap in nothing but the top of your uniform and your panties, your ass stinging red and hot after being subjected to his continued display of collected yet merciless reprimanding.

His fingers reached for the flimsy, delicate fabric of your underwear, his fingertips rubbing over the material in observation, all while the scent of your slickening cunt was making his mouth water.

Play would have to come later though.

A yelp broke through your lips when you felt Lewis grab a generous handful of your ass, his voice still soft yet sounding tighter than before as he tsked,

"I asked you a question, lovely."

With a shudder, you turned your head back to face him, your eyes glassy with pleasured pain as you declared,

"The latter is accurate--"

His squeeze turned into another spank over your ass, prompting you to squeal out,

"The latter is accurate, sir!"

It was at that moment, at the sweet tremble of your voice, that the calm gave way to the storm.

Immediately, Lewis reached for your jaw to pull you into a searing kiss while his hand began to tear at the front of his race suit. His words hissed and muffled into your mouth, he declared,

"Then don't expect to be leaving anytime soon until you're fully refocused on your job, understand?"

You would certainly come to understand this as loudly and clearly as possible.

[cookstorys]

Vinnie trying and failing to flirt with reader while they both stream readers just really oblivious to romance unless he's told straight up the other person wants to date him, anyway vinnie tries and fails to flirt while the chat is just laughing at how reader is picking none of this up.

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𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐲

“What’s up, my people.” You waved at the camera in front of you. You watch as the chat is filled with ‘hello’s and ‘hi’s. “Ok so since I just hit 2 million followers across all platforms, which is a crazy thing to say. I posted a poll on my story about what you guys would like to see and the majority voted for a collab. So can I get a drumroll in the chat please.” Everyone watching started to spam the drum emoji. “Give a wholehearted welcome to the Vinnie Hacker.” The chat goes crazy with a mixture of total shock and insane comments about how Vinnie is so lucky. You stood from your seat and met Vinnie with a hug.

“You look stunning [Name]. Thank you for having me.” He spoke arms wrapped around your waist. “Anytime Vinnie and I can say the same for you.” You smiled as Vinnie pulled a chair to sit in. “Ok, that was the surprise, everyone. It’s late in LA right now so expect a bunch of content on Instagram and YouTube tomorrow. In the meantime, I’m going to be putting Vinnie in the hot seat.” Vinnie dramatically wiped his forehead “Should I be nervous?” You smirked mischievously

“First question, what’s your ideal first date?” Vinnie took a moment to think it over. “I’ll probably have to say doing a stream with someone I’m currently collabing with.” Vinnie smiled at you expecting some type of nervous response but instead, you just laughed. “That’s exactly what we’re doing, what are the chances?” Vinnie started at you blankly. Were you serious? You held no sign of joking. Vinnie tried not to stress that much, he enjoyed a good chase.

“Which would you Kiss, Marry, Kill? Larray, Jack, or Quenlin?” Vinnie laughed “Damn the big three? You’re not on this list right?” You shock your head no. “I’ll have to say pass on all of them. I’ll save my kiss and the ring for you.” Vinnie smirked. “Aww that’s the sweetest thank you so much. Next question.” That’s it? Vinnie couldn’t have been more straightforward with the male. He looked over to the monitor, and the chat was going crazy.

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@/randomhoe : am I trippin or is Vinnie tryna flirt

@/[Name]edits : smth smell fruity and it ain’t my steak

@/Theylovejazzy : oh he WANTS THAT BADDD

@/user27 : who’s gonna tell him?

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At least Vinnie’s not going crazy. “You’re someone who enjoys getting and having tattoos, if you had to pick your favorite tattoo which would it be?” This was his chance, Vinnie knew exactly how to win you over. “Well, my favorite is this spider I got in the middle of my chest. It’s just a hella cool tattoo, let me show you.” Vinnie swiftly pulls his shirt over his head showing you and the streak the tattoo. “Wow that’s so freaking cool, do you have any more?” You asked genuinely interested. “Well yeah but I have some a little lower, I’ll have to sh-“ You gasp. “I just remembered you’re going to have to put your shirt back on, I don’t want to get banned.” Vinnie embarrassingly nodded and slipped his shirt back on.

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@/datonegayho : SOMEONE PLS REVIVE ME

@/peaceonly : that was so hot, how is he not catching on 😭

@/its_urmom : I’ll fold immediately

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“Well, I think that’s it with my questions if you have any for me?” Vinnie nodded but couldn’t speak, what could he say? He tried everything in his playbook so fuck it. “Yeah um, I was wondering if you’d want to go out?” You quickly nodded “Of course, I can plan something. We can invite some of our friends too.” You smiled and Vinnie just sighed. If only he knew how hard it would’ve been to get a date. “I was kinda thinking it’ll just be me and you, like a date.” You gulped loudly. Your stomach dropped and all you could feel was butterflies. “I-I’ll love-v-e to.” You nervously accepted. Refusing to make eye contact, you turn back to the stream.

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@/vinniehackerlover : fucking finally 🧍🏻‍♀️

@/stinkybear : AHHHHH MY SHIPP

@/gimmiecash : new power couple incoming.

@/user1946 : and they’re both fine wtf 😭

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[asce-of-hearts]

Hay is it okay if I request a yandere sir crocodile x female or gender neutral reader with prompts 🎄🍑🍎

Misunderstanding

Contents: Yandere!Crocodile with prompts: 🎄 I’ll keep telling you you’re mine until you believe it, until your thick fucking skull comprehends you belong to me, 🍑 You’re really dumber than you look, really thought you could escape me? and 🍎 Kill them for me then, they’re already here, prove to me how much you love me.

more Crocodile content here

WARNINGS: FEM!READER, DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE AND DEATH, YANDERE, OBSESSIVE AND POSSESSIVE BEHAVIOR, UNHEALTHY RELATIONSHIP DYNAMICS.

You should've listened when they told you to never associate yourself with pirates.

Crocodile was... nice enough, in your eyes. Why should you praise him for respecting and loving you when he was the one who insisted he wanted to be with you? You weren't going to give him a medal for doing the bare minimum. Sure, the dinner dates to the finest restaurants, the silk bed-sheets and the expensive gifts weren't the bare minimum per-se, but who were you to refuse such things? You weren't a saint, and neither was he. But you didn't feel in the place to judge. Money didn't grow on trees, and his for sure wasn't clean of blood.

But it ate at you, at night you tossed and turned wondering just how you could live so comfortably knowing others suffer, others die because of him.

You have to stop.

You start rejecting the dinner dates, the gifts, the jewelry, the sex, the kisses, the touches that linger. You avoid them all, claiming work, claiming stress, claiming everything and anything to avoid telling him that you just can't see him anymore. That you will go away, that you'll leave, disappear and find a better man, one poorer, uglier, but honest and kind. And maybe you have, maybe you found him. And it makes you happy, it gives you peace of mind.

But he finds him too.

"You don't understand," you sob, unable to keep yourself standing without trembling as he kicks him to the ground. Crocodile, in all his menacing glory, is pushing and punching and kicking and killing the man you've been seeing in an attempt to forget about him. "I'll give it back, everything. The gifts, the clothes, I'll pay you the money you spent on me back." You plead, clinging to his coat. He shoots you a cold, menacing glare.

"I think you're the one who doesn't understand," He spits at the man on the floor, curling up in pain. "I don't care about the money or gifts, I care about you."

"I- I care about you too, Croc. But I just- I can't see you anymore, I thought you understood. I thought it was over. I just- There are things about you that I... I can't stand, I can't sleep at night knowing who you are." Crocodile stays silent for a moment, then chuckles.

"You’re really dumber than you look, really thought you could escape me? How idiotic can you possibly be? A moral compass now? What happened to it when I had you crying on my bed, begging for my cock? Eh? Where was it when I showered you in luxurious clothing and food, ___?" He grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him through your tears. "Listen to me, you money hungry slut. You're mine, I won't have you sleeping with any other who isn't me. The moment you kissed me, the moment you accepted those little, insignificant presents you sold your soul to the devil himself," He digs his fingers further into your skin, making you wince in pain. "You're mine, ___. I’ll keep telling you you’re mine until you believe it, until your thick fucking skull comprehends you belong to me. Do I make myself clear?"

You can only nod, sobbing.

"Yes, Crocodile." You whimper.

"Good, good girl." He smirks. "I love you, ___. You know that, don't you? Don't you love me as well?" He whispers, an underlying threat lingering in the air, unspoken.

"I do, I love you." You hiccup, and he kisses your tears, licks them clean. He pulls out a gun from his belt, and hands it to you. It's heavy, and your eyes widen when he gives it to you. Slowly, he wraps himself around you, and helps you point the gun at the man he beat up just moments prior.

"Kill them for me then, they’re already here, prove to me how much you love me." He presses another kiss to your temple, your hands tremble around the handle of the gun.

You close your eyes as he presses your fingers around the trigger.

my crazy husband

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[misty-moth]

Ikesen Birthday Messages 🥳

Masamune: Happy Birthday. Even though you were born 500 years in the future. I thank the miracle that let me meet you. Now, come with me. Where? It’s a secret. It’s more exciting that way, isn’t it?

Nobunaga: I compliment you for being born and coming here to meet me. Your reward? Me. Happy birthday.

Motonari: You’re a fool if you think I forgot. How could I ever forget your birthday? Yer wish is my command today, so command me.

Kennyo: I have thrown away the heavens once, but today, I cannot help but thank them. You were brought into this world and you are smiling right in front of me. Happy birthday. I pray for your happiness this year, as well.

Kicho: Oh, it’s your birthday? Good job on living your fullest through this year. It’s a blessing to not only have you born into this world, but living in the moment here… with me. Thank you, and congratulations.

Shingen: Before celebrating, will you let me thank you? Thank you for meeting me. Thank you for letting me adore you. Thank you for being in my arms on such an important day like this. Happy birthday.

Kenshin: Today’s the day you were born, hm? You were fortunate to wake up early. I will make this day a wonderful day for you. Now make a wish. I’ll grant anything, as long as it’s not to spend today with other people besides me.

Yukimura: Happy birthday. I know it’s not like me to say this, but well, it’s your birthday. —I love you.

Kanetsugu: I deliberated all night over whether I was the right person to celebrate your birthday with. But, in the end, I don’t think I could even give this position to someone else. Happy birthday. I’ll do everything I can to give you the best celebration.

Sasuke: The odds of being born on this earth is the equivalent to the odds of scattering parts of the same clock into the sea and hoping it will naturally fix itself. In other words, it’s a miracle that you were born and that we met. The best miracle. Happy birthday.

Yoshimoto: Happy birthday. I wish you nothing but happiness for this day and forevermore.

Ranmaru: 🍑🥹🫰

Mitsunari: Happy birthday. I’ve been thinking about what kind of words to give you as celebration today, and I decided to be a bit self-centered. I love you, and I will never let you go.

Ieyasu: Thanks for coming into this world and meeting me. I’ll give you anything you want as a gift. But before that, I want you to accept what I want to give you. …You guessed right. So step closer.

Hideyoshi: Take a rest from taking care of people today. Become my princess and let me spoil you rotten. Got that? Happy birthday. I’ll do anything to keep you happy this year, as well.

Keiji: Happy birthday. I won’t say anything mean since it’s an important day. I’ll make you smile so much.

Mitsuhide: I thank you for being born into this world. Thank you and happy birthday. I wish you every bit of happiness for as long as you may live. I want to give you something you want as a gift, but what is it that you want? Tell me.

[delopsia]

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The pitter patter of your shoes is loud enough to be confused for cannons firing, begging the guard to open his eyes and catch a glimpse of your figures, scurrying down the hall like mice. But you drift past him without a hitch, and in the blink of an eye, Bob is guiding you around a sharp corner.

"How much further is it?" Whispering, you amble along at his side, following the tug of his hand.

"Baby, we just started," he's trying to sound annoyed with you, but the grin on his face is anything but. Eyes sparkling in the moonlight, so perfect that you nearly mistake this all for a dream.

It's what you get for not walking the halls of your castle enough, deeply unfamiliar with the maze that is the servant halls. For all you know, it might never end.

Just as the thought of a never-ending scramble for freedom comes to mind, he pulls you to the left, and a door appears. Wooden, so thin that it barely makes a noise when it bursts open and cracks against the wall.

The horses lift their heads, still chewing their mouthfuls of grass as they observe your frantic approach. At least your mare has the decency to nicker at you in greeting.

"You're really sure about this?" Bobby grunts, swinging himself up into the saddle.

You pause, foot in the stirrup, humming in mock thought. "Well, now that you ask..."

His exaggerated groan is the best thing you've heard in ages, rolling his eyes so hard that his head turns with it. "Alright, alright. I was just making sure."

Even from the back of your horse, the palace doesn't look any smaller. Grand, chiseled cobblestone towers into the sky, a dark, menacing wall that has borne witness to your every waking moment. The stones whisper of your secrets, threatening to alert the guard before you can complete your escape.

"Ready?" Bob murmurs, breaking you from your thoughts.

"Ready."

[thequeenreaders]

i lust you. 【2】

➵ samuel drake/reader

the drake brothers were trying to rob a mansion and got caught. they were about to face their death, but someone, who they were not expecting and supposedly not to see, interrupts.

realm: forbidden relationship, violence, modern and mafia au, 18+

caution: my old writing was ass (still is), slight ooc, profanity, age gap (reader is 24 and sam is 36; 12 year gap), touch of flirting, tint of angst, firearms, inaccurate translations

length: 3,5k

notations: there was something wrong with the tag list. their name won't appear when i try to add them, so i'm really sorry if i wasn't able to tag you! i hope you enjoy this one and stay safe! 🍑❤ (this note is old, but i don't do tag list anymore. just a heads up!)

saga record ➢ chapter three

Hector looked at both of them in bewilderment, trying to process the interaction he just saw, "You know each other?!" He questioned as he waited for an answer and watched you descend the stairs with an excited smile on your face.

As (Y/N) got closer to the small crowd, she saw the weapon in Hector's hand pointed at Sam's head and gasped, "Pa, don't shoot him! Remember when I told you the guy who helped me fight off some drunk men? This is him!" The hard look of her father's face lessened faintly and gave a severe look towards the older Drake.

After what seemed like a moment, an unreadable smirk tugged on his lips and turned to his men, an uneasy feeling swirling in their stomach as he demanded, "Llevarlos a mi oficina." The next thing they knew was they were roughly tugged back up to their feet and forcibly lead them elsewhere, causing the robbers to panicked plead in hopes to change the thug's decision.

Sam glimpsed towards your way and saw the worried look on your face as he heard you questioned Alcazar about what he is going to do with them before the armed men took them in an unfamiliar direction.

They groaned as the guards pushed them back to their knees and assumed their position in the office, standing at the corners of the room and later came in Hector, "Cierre la puerta," Close the door, he ordered as he went around his thick, wooden desk and sat on his button tufted office chair, facing them, "The three of you are lucky that my daughter saved your fucking asses, especially you." He pointed at Sam with his handgun, making him flinch in consternation.

Forming enough courage, Nathan spoke up, "We didn't even get the amulet, so what do you want from us now?" That raised a brow of Hector's and stood up to be in front of them.

"I'm just gonna let you go after hacking my security system, breaking into one of my houses, and knocking out my men?!" He exclaimed and Nate pursed his lips, regretted making him angrier.

Alcazar took a deep breath before continuing, "You know, you're not the only one facing some problems. You see," He sat down on the table and placed his gun beside him, "A bastard has betrayed me and even tried to touch my daughter, and I need to fucking kill him soon," He gritted his teeth at the memory of him harassing his child, "I'm not exactly mad at what you did, I am rather impressed with your skills so I thought that the three of you could make use of it for a better one."

The trio looked at each other in confusion before turning back to Hector, "What do you mean?" Sully asked and watched the mobster let out a small, amused chuckle.

"From now on, all of you are gonna work with me."

Sam was taking a smoke break outside his terrace and thinking about what happened a few hours ago. He was incredibly thankful that God has given him a second chance to live a little longer. None of them ever expected to be saved by Hector Alcazar's daughter, though he did wonder how she doesn't resemble any of him, maybe she got most of her looks from her mother?

Sam sighed with a small smile as he recalled the discussion they had earlier from their small apartment.

"Alright, do you have everything?" Samuel asked his younger brother and slung his bag on his shoulder, feeling cautious at the guards surrounding them to make sure they will not run away.

Nathan zipped his bag closed, "Yeah, I'm ready," they exited their old flat and followed the man who is leading them to the vehicle, "Hey Sam, do you think that this a good idea?" He whispered as he got closer, only for him to hear.

When they were offered to be part of Alcazar's men, Sam was first hesitant to accept because he will not have the same freedom and adventure they had as thieves, but he was tired of hiding all the time and that is not really what freedom is, not intending to be thrown back to the prison again and either way, they have no choice.

As he thought of it thoroughly, Sam viewed the proposal as another opportunity for them to change their way of living, even it is riskier but it is better to have something than nothing at all, "Well yeah, 'cause first off, we aren't gonna be robbers now, brother, we don't need to hide anymore," and second, he will probably get to see you every day, "We'll get a nicer place and better checks."

Sam exhaled, a puff of smoke blew away as he pressed his cigarette on the ashtray and went back to his room, his body yearning to collapse on his comfy bed and drift into a deep slumber. He closed the terrace door behind him and raised his head, almost stopping on his tracks when he saw the plump lady he has been daydreaming of is on the center of his mattress and staring back at him with a grin on your face, "Nice to see you again, Sam."

He returned the same expression and approached you, gently sitting at the end of the bed, "Can't believe I could get to see you again," he said and glanced up at her, quite intimidated at the fact that his new boss' daughter is in his room.

(Y/N) lowly chuckled, "Me neither... and hey, I'm sorry about my dad though, he was being harsh on y'all and got involved in his problems," she gave him an apologetic smile and lightly tugged the end of her robe, feeling a bit shy at his presence as she eyed his muscly arms. He is wearing a white tank top and grey sweatpants, and she pushed her dirty thoughts at the back of her mind and stopped herself from biting her bottom lip.

Sam scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and let out a small awkward chuckle, "We can't blame him, we broke into your house so that's our fault." The slight tension between you lightened by your tiny giggle and Sam took the time to study your features.

Your bare skin glowing with the help of the faint lighting around the room and his fingers twitched to touch the soft cutis, 'She's so fucking beautiful.' He was distracted by his thoughts that he did not notice your waving hand at his face.

(Y/N) scooted closer to him as you placed your hand on his shoulder, ignoring how strong it felt on your palm and gently shook him out of his trance, "Sammy, are you okay?" You queried as you watched him breathe out and adjusted his position a bit.

"Uh y-yeah! Yeah-yeah, I'm fine. It's just uh... a lot to take in what's happening right now." He replied and gave you a reassuring smile, already missing the warmth of your hand as you took it back.

You hummed in understanding, "I should let you rest since you have to wake up early," she stood up from the bed and instead of walking towards the main door, she approached the one that was at the corner of the room and it made Sam confused, about to ask her where she is going when she spoke first, "Oh! Did my father tell you about your role?" She stopped at her tracks as she is in front of the door and half-turned to him, waiting for his reply.

Her question only added up his confusion and asked, "Role? What role?" He saw the small smile grew on your lips and opened the attached door.

"You're gonna be my bodyguard, Sammy."

Hector sat back down on his seat and rested his feet at the table as he checked some of his men who were reviewing the blueprint of the black market displayed across the table, "Alright, ¿todos entendieron eso?" Did everybody got that? He questioned and crossed his arms.

"Sí señor," they answered in unison and continued to study the drawing. As they discuss the upcoming mission, Nate frowned and leaned back into his seat, "Don't you think this is too risky? I mean, there's going to be a lot of people there." He quietly started to both Sam and Sully who was sat beside him.

Sully shrugged, "We've been doing this for our entire life, what makes this any different?" He pulled out a cigar from his pocket and lit it with his zippo, the tip of the stick glowing as he inhaled.

Nate gave him a look, "Umm... there's gonna be tons of people who could possibly see us doing weird shit."

"Nathan," Sam called and pulled out a cigarette as well, "We were hired for a reason, Alcazar wanted us to be part of his problem because we are thieves and thieves are careful, tactical, and stealthy. Just what he needed." He subtly pointed towards the crime lord with his hand holding the cig before putting it between his lips.

The younger Drake huffed and mumbled something under his breath when the screeching sound of Alcazar's chair drew their attention and watched him stood up, "Alright folks, some of y'all are gonna take care with the system while the rest of you have to prepare for tomorrow. Descartar." Dismiss. All of them besides Hector got out of their seats and the trio soon followed. Sam was the last one to go behind and not even stepping a foot out of the door, "Except you, Samuel. I need to talk to you, and close the door."

His movements stopped as his eyes widened at the sudden call, Sam's grip on the doorknob tensed and took a deep breath, 'Jesus, what does he want now?' He backed up inside the room before closing the door and going towards Alcazar, "What is it, Hector?" He took one seat apart from his boss and waited for the man in front of him to say something.

Alcazar groaned in relief as he got comfortable in his chair, "I assume that (Y/N) told you about your part." He brought up.

An image of you came in his mind and it almost made him smile, but stopped himself to not raise any suspicion, "Yeah, what about it?" He shrugged, not wanting his excitement to work with you get the best of him.

The thug hummed, "I love my beautiful daughter very much, but Imma warn you, chico. She can be very... roguish."

That made Sam's eyebrows rise in curiosity, "Does she do that to every person?"

"No no, she only flirts whenever it's necessary for a mission but mostly to anyone who she's interested in," Hector slightly leaned closer with a small frown on his face, "And I am telling you this because you're probably one of them."

Sam swallowed the lump in his throat and quietly drew random patterns on his knee of his jeans, "I-I swear that we won't take it any further, I'll do my best to protect her as her bodyguard from now on."

Hector scoffed, "You better, hijo. I don't want anything bad to happen to my (Y/N) or else, you'll end up like the rascals I dumped at the ocean."

The sounds of guns going off echoed through the sky as Sam and Nate narrowed their eyes to focus on the shooting range target. After pulling the trigger multiple times, they changed their magazine and laid their gun down on the wooden table. Sam put his hands on his hips and taken the time to appreciate the view of the wide field, "Honestly, I'm excited for what we're going to do later." He said and looked towards his brother who was reloading his weapon.

"It looks tricky, but I feel like we're gonna have some fun," Nate agreed and saw Sam patting his pockets, looking for his cigarette box, "By the way, what's with you and Alcazar's daughter? Seems like something happened before we got trouble in his mess." At the mention of their tension, Sam can feel his cheeks turning into faint pink and almost turned away from Nate's view so he will not see it.

"Well, uh..." He stammers and looked down at the ground, "There was a bunch of assholes that tried to touch her, so I came into the rescue. We talked and flirted around, and that's about it." Sam glanced up at Nate and gave him a small reassuring smile.

A slight grin slowly came on Nate's lips as he realized something, "Ooooh, is she the reason why you were distracted during our-"

"Yeah-yeah-yeah," He brushed it off and turned away completely to cover his embarrassed face, looking around for any possible distraction for him as his brother cackled behind him, "I just can't stop thinking about her, especially when she kicked those guy's asses on her own. I guessed I got excited." Samuel explained.

You straightened your black shirt and wiped your sweat away from your face and neck with your towel before hanging it on your shoulder and headed to the direction of the firing range, expecting the brothers to be practicing, 'Alright, let's not get too excited, I'm just gonna show them a couple of more things.' You took a deep breath and pushed down the joyish feeling of seeing the certain Drake again and entered the field.

(Y/N) slightly squinted her eyes as she saw them from afar and decided to be cautious of your step as you approach them, their backs turned to you. You were about to open your mouth when your ears were able to catch their conversation and halted your pace once you heard your name got mentioned, "Not take any further? I thought you're attracted to her?" Nate sounded out.

"I am! I do wanna get to know her better, it's just... Hector doesn't seem to like it and I'll end up in the ocean if I didn't do my job properly," Sam sighed and reached for his cigarette box.

You let out a silent huff at your father's protectiveness, you are thankful for having a caring parent that raised you for the self-assured woman that you are now, you just hope that he will stop scaring them whenever you have a companion around. Either way, you are an adult now and can basically do anything.

Hearing enough of their chat, you took a few steps back and made sure it appears like you just came in the area. You started to walk towards them again as you intentionally made your footsteps louder to get their attention, their body rotating to your sound and Sam's surprised with a mix of adored look almost make you laugh, "Hello boys, how's training?" You asked and rested your hands on your wide hips.

"H-Hey! Umm yeah, we're actually done with our training so we're just taking in the, you know," Sam waved his hand to point the marvelous view and remained his focus on you, flickering down to the clothes hugging your full-figured body and his ogling eyes glued to your shapely, comely breasts.

Tilting your head slightly, you indeed noticed the constant gaze he has on you, his desires towards you still intact despite the warnings of his boss. You also had no plan on diminishing your attraction for him anytime soon, but you don't think that he will try to act upon his temptation. You will take matters into your own hands, "Are you talking about me or the field, Sammy?" You playfully hummed.

Sam let out a snicker and inched a bit closer, "Maybe both." He answered with a shy smirk and you chuckled at his cheekiness, almost unaware of Nate watching the whole exchange and found it amusing, though he felt invisible as they continue to talk.

"That outfit really looks good on you."

(Y/N) giggled, "Are you checking me out, Sam?"

"Hey, I'm just appreciating the view-"

Nate's clearing of his throat got their heads turned to him and Sam scolded himself in his head for not being attentive, "Oh yeah! Sorry, this is my younger brother, Nathan. I believe you guys haven't met each other." He gave him a bashful look as they both looked at each other.

You politely smiled at him and offered your hand for a handshake, which he returned, "Nice to meet you, Nathan. I hope both of you are finished with training because there's one more thing I have to teach for tonight."

"You will need to wear this when you finally found another way inside the market," you told them as you handed out their earpiece, "This will help us communicate whatever's happening during the party and your suits are already prepared in your room. And by the way, when you find something that may be useful while exploring around the base, you should bring it with you, just in case."

They gently took it from you and tested it by putting it in their ear, "How about Sully? Where is he, anyway?" Nate asked.

"Gary is just showing him the cars since I heard that he's always your driver whenever you two get into the business." You chuckled and hoisted yourself up to sit at the sturdy workbench, your legs crossed, and leaned back on her hands.

You watched them laugh along and said something about Sully saving their asses a couple of times as another task came in your mind, "Oh shit! I almost forgot. Nate, my dad told me to bring you to his office, but I gotta need to talk to Sam. It's urgent, you know where his office, right?" You partly lied.

Nate's brows raised a bit, knowing damn well it is not that serious of a topic, "Yeah sure," he backed away from them and moved toward the door, "Just call me if you guys need anything." He left the room and silence took over the space as soon the door was shut.

The quietness in the room lingered for a moment before Sam spoke up, "Hey, what's wrong?"

You sighed and folded your arms, "I, um... heard your conversation with Nate about me and my father. So are we gonna pretend that nothing happened back at the alley?" You did your best to not sound nervous, you do not want him to think that you are still hooked up on his charming self because you do not want to lead yourself on for nothing.

"Wait, no-no-no! I really, really want to learn more about you, but we'll both get in trouble if Hector found out." Sam walked closer and gingerly placed his palms on your knees to somehow calm your nerves down.

"Sam, I'm twenty-four years old! I'm an adult! He can't just always ruin my fun," you crossed your arms and kind of glared at Sam, "I know that he's scary and shit, but I will tell him off or talk to him about it." You honestly do not know how you will going to confront your dad, you do not want Sam to be dead because of a fling, but you had enough of his antics. The only way for him to stop is to prove that you were truly safe and happy to whoever you are with, and maybe Sam can be the solution?

You looked up at him and astounded was written on his face, "You're twenty-four? I didn't know you're that young, (Y/N)." His shoulders seemed to sag at the mention of your age and it worried her, thinking that he will not take interest in you anymore because of it.

(Y/N) took a hold of his hand before he withdraws himself and got off the table, "What about it, Sam?" He was staring down at the floor, so you cupped his jaw and lightly brought his face up to look at you in the eye, waiting for his answer.

He closed his eyes for a second before opening them, seeing the dejected look in his eyes, "I-I can't, I'm... I'm too old for you. For christ's sake, I'm like 12 years older than you!"

"So what if you are?" You softly argued and traced your finger lower to his chest, your voice got a bit gentle and kept in eye contact, "That's not gonna stop me, Sammy." You preferred men who are older than you, and learning of his age just made you excited.

He seemed reluctant, hence he gently grabbed both of your hands and removed it from his face, "I don't know, (Y/N). I don't wanna risk it." Your mood nearly dropped at his rejection and looked away from him.

Sam's stomach churned in guilt as he saw the sad expression on your face and sighed, "We'll see, Sam. We'll see..." You muttered and told him to rest now to ready himself for this evening, walking out of the room and headed to your own chamber, leaving him standing alone in the room.

You knew deep down that he wants it as well, but he's stopping his urges because of your father, 'I'll take the lead then.' You thought. After all, you like a challenge.

[twola]

Congratulations on the 1k followers 🥳🎉 it is so deserved. As your requests are open I wondered if you would be interested in writing a follow up to "In The French Way", with either Arthur giving or receiving? Your pick! It's my firm belief that Arthur is an ass man and I would love to see more of that in fics.

Thank you for you continued service to cowboy horniness 🫡

Ask and ye shall receive, my dear @readingcoco 🍑

In the French Way II

Arthur Morgan x F!Reader Smut (18+), MDNI

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cw: anal sex, cowboy giving.

Skin to skin, he’s so warm pressed against your back in the bed, his hips instantly pressing forward into yours, the long line of his cock flush against your ass. 

The morning light trickles through the curtained windows, the street outside slowly coming to life with the sounds of city life - horses and people and the ring of the trolley bell a few blocks away.

But here, locked away in the temporary sanctuary the two of you have built, the idea of leaving bed is far from anyone’s mind.

Arthur takes a greedy handful of your rear, spreading you and pressing his cock to settle between your cheeks, rolling his hips forward. He suckles on your earlobe as his hands roam all over your body.

The sheets have been kicked fully off the bed and crumbled on the floor, unneeded in the humid, warm Lemoyne night. Besides, the two of you had thoroughly stained them after many rounds last night.

“Can I-...” he trails off, one hand still firmly on your hip. 

You roll your hips backward, along his cock, rubbing yourself against him, “Can you what?” you breathe out, enjoying the press of him against your rear.

Arthur groans as you slide yourself up and down his cock, seemingly losing the power of speech for a moment. 

“Can you what, Arthur?”

He surges forward, pressing the length of him against you completely, and whispers into your ear as he squeezes your hip hard.

“Can I have y’ here?”

A roll of his hips for effect. He withdraws his cock from its place against you and his hand trails down from your hip, making you gasp aloud as he slides a finger to press against puckered skin, not too hard- not delving inside, but enough to prove a point.

“I- I ain’t never done that… taken a cock….” You stutter but have to admit to yourself that you crave more of this touch, as he runs his finger up and down the skin around your rear opening in a way reminiscent of you and him last night, when he accepted your touches that bled into accepting you in his body.

“I’ll be gentle. You was gentle with me - let me return the favor.”

You’re panting as the pad of his finger rubs, up and down, the puckered skin so sensitive that it makes you shiver and your cunt wetter.

“Al-alright.” You stammer, but he does not make any moves to press forward.

“Only if you want to, sweetheart.” Arthur removes his hand, skimming it over your hip again, gentle and calming, “ ‘only if it’ll make you feel good.”

You pause, biting your tongue as your cunt clenches around nothing, wanting him to return his hand to where it was. 

“Let’s try.”

Arthur leans closer and nibbles at your earlobe as he groans, a full-throated rumble from his chest. He presses his cock against your ass hard, slipping lengthwise between your cheeks without assistance from his hand.

His hand moves forward from your hip, snaking between your thighs to your cunt. You uncontrollably open your legs for him, mewling as he strokes your damp skin.

“Gonna have you come for me first.”

Arthur finds the bundle of nerves and gently rubs at it, you gasp as you press back against him, your head tipping backward against his shoulder with his ministrations.

It’s several minutes like that - you feel like you could drown and he increases the tempo to make you a quivering, sobbing mess by the time he moves his fingers down and gently presses two of them inside your cunt. You come immediately, shaking, gasping, moaning against him as he kisses up and down your neck.

By the time you can catch your breath, he pulls his hand from you gently, unwinding himself from the embrace he had you in to roll out of bed, stepping over discarded clothing to get to his satchel, rifling through it as you turn around in bed.

“What’re you doin’?” You ask breathily.

“Gettin’ somethin’ to make it easier.” He grunts back at you as you admire his naked form, his pale skin usually hidden by his clothes, the scars and marks that tell his story.

He drops the satchel back to the floor when he finds what he is looking for, turning back to the bed. You cannot help but smile when you see his cock jutting out from his pelvis, rigid and hard for you.

Arthur slides back into the bed next to you and starts prying off the lid of the small tin he obtained.

“What’s that?” You ask, peering down at it.

“ ‘s a balm. Now c’mon girl, turn around and lemme make you feel good.”

One large hand clamps on your hip and pushes you to turn around again, facing away from him.

He rubs the balm, warm between his fingers, against your skin, and you gasp as the slippery substance is spread around the puckered skin of your opening. He plays with you for a few moments, and you try to swallow back mewls of pleasure before he slips his pointer finger inside, gently, slowly breaching the ring of muscle at your opening. You shiver as he slides his finger deeper, all the way to the knuckle, circling within you slowly.

“Y’okay?”

“Mhm.” You mumble, your teeth sinking into your lower lip. You press your hips backward to take his finger deeper. He kisses down your neck to the curve of where it meets your shoulder.

He groans as he sinks a second finger into you, you shudder at the stretch. After several moments of gentle thrusting, he nips at your earlobe before pulling his fingers from you.

You peer back over your shoulder to see him slathering his hard cock with the balm, pumping it as his skin shines glossy in the morning light. He turns over to lay against your back.

Arthur guides his cock against your opening and gently presses the tip into you, his hand leaves his length and immediately searches for yours as he throws his arm over your waist.  He finds it and interlaces your fingers as he kisses the back of your neck as you try to relax yourself.

He presses forward, the first inch of him entering you through the tight ring of muscle, which spasms slightly at the intrusion. You gasp as his cockhead becomes sheathed within you, stretching you out.

“Okay?”

You shake your head, unable to make a sound, as you squeeze your fingers between his hard. Yes, it hurts, actually, it burns, but in a way that leaves you wanting, aching for more. He carves a space out for himself that no man has been before.

He slides in another inch. Christ, you could swear you feel protruding veins on his shaft you’re so tight and sensitive around him. 

He’s about halfway in when he wrests the arm underneath you past the curve of your waist, moving his hand to cup upward toward your pelvis, immediately pressing it between your thighs, seeking out your clit to rub against it. You cannot help but moan aloud before catching yourself as he strokes the little nub of your pleasure. As your cunt clenches around nothing, you press backward to take more of him in, leaving him gasping as he catches on and pushes forward, your rear meeting his pelvis as he’s fully sheathed within you. The ring of muscle stretched by his cock quivers delightfully, overpowering the dulling ache in your hips.

Arthur nips at your earlobe again, rubbing slowly at your clit, “God, you’re so tight.” He groans while trying to stay still, “Everythin’ I am not to spill in ya right now.”

“Yeah?” You sigh breathily, your body grows used to him, the pain and burning fading away against the lovely sensation of being full and warm. You squeeze the hand still interlaced with his. A moan escapes you as a spasm in your stretched muscle makes you clench down on him, your whole body shivering as he groans against the clutching.

“Yeah,” he breathes, pulsing his hips gently back and forth, testing you, and you moan receptively.

He growls in your ear as he starts to rock back and forth from a slow, gentle undulation, “Wanna spend inside you- let me, agh, let me this time, darlin’.”

An enticing concept, and your cunt clenches needily as you imagine him letting go inside of you, something he won’t normally do.

“Yes,” you rasp as he starts to slowly thrust his cock back and forth into your ass, “Come inside me.”

He groans in response, picking up speed. Slick sounds of skin slapping on skin fill the air in the tent as he leans his upper body over you and finds your lips as you turn your head toward him. His large, warm hand continues to grope at the apex of your thighs, clit throbbing as he presses his middle finger against it.

You whine into his mouth, loudly, as he fully fucks your ass, and you can feel his rigid shaft throbbing within you, his responding groan telling you he’s close too. With each movement of his cock, the slick, soft skin of him rubs delightfully against the puckered ring at your opening - an overwhelming feeling in its own right. His finger circling your clit sends you down that road of no return.

And at once, he thrusts his hips forward hard, burying himself as deep as he can go, and abruptly sheathes two fingers deep within your cunt, and you come almost immediately, clenching tightly around him. He grunts as you nearly scream into his mouth, his cock twitching within your ass as he jets his hot load within you. You dig your nails into the hand you hold and he squeezes hard in return.

You both come down slowly, panting, and he removes his fingers from you and moves to draw gentle circles on your hip before slowly retracting his cock, a small moan escaping your mouth as he leaves you, his warm spend dribbling out from your quivering, used hole.

Arthur leans over and kisses your cheek softly, “You alrigh’?”

You smile as you nuzzle yourself back into his embrace. “Mhm,” you say with a satisfied sigh.

“Y’may not want to ride today.” He curls into you, chuckling lightly.

You snort under your breath, quite aware of the ache in your hips and rear. 

“Is that your way of sayin’ we’ll be here another day?”

[halfetirosie]

🌹 Important info from the [Feast of Roses] PV! 🌹 (Reaction post)

1) YES!!!! Cat spotted!!! ≽^•⩊•^≼

I also love it when the exclusive backgrounds show Olivine's jewelry and crafts! 😊 It's an especially nice touch that we get to see his drawn out plans/designs. He's so damn talented!!! ♡♡♡

2) I chose to believe that at least half of the books in this room are ✨erotic novels.✨

I wonder if the table is pushed up against the sofa because Eiden and Edmond play a game of cards in the intimacy rooms (I assume that that's a box of cards there on the sofa)?

Maybe it's a card game/drinking game that makes Edmond drunk--Drunkmond--in the first place??

...But I don't see any alcohol in this image....UNLESS IT'S HIDDEN JUST OUTSIDE OF OUR VIEW...LIKE THE FUN LITTLE SURPRISE IN THE CELESTIAL SPLENDOR BACKGROUND (shoutout to the Eiden x Eddie teru teru bozu dolls, I think about you all the time).....

🤔

3) 🎉🎉🎉 SNEKUMO SPOTTED!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉

I'm loving this trend of character rooms including symbolic dollies in suggestive positions!!! 🤣🤣🤣 And it's so cute how Snekumo is always shown coiled around Eiden!!!

4) LONG HAIR FOR THE WIN!!!! ❤️🔥🔥🔥

I must admit; I much prefer this long-hair Oli compared to Faraway Wish. Which surprised myself; I'm usually not big into---as lovingly described by a friend---the Yaoi Mullet. 😅

But THIS? I FUCK WITH THIS.

What witchcraft did they use to make this hairstyle suit him so well?!

5) 🚨🚨🚨PRETTY THIGH ALERT!!!!🚨🚨🚨

---is that the pattern of Olivine's lingerie, or did Eiden tear it???

...On closer inspection, I'm pretty sure it's just the pattern, but imagine... Olivine would love that sort of thing!!! 😏

6) EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND EDMOND ED- *gets smacked in the head to calm me down*

7) BARE SHOULDERRRR 😭😭😭🙏

LISTEN. LISTEN.

BARE-SHOULDER EDDIE IS A RARITY. A FINE DELICACY.

IT'S MADE EVEN BETTER BY THE FACT THAT HIS OUTFIT THIS EVENT COVERS SO MUCH SKIN IN THE FIRST PLACE.

I TOLD YOU!!! THIS IS THE MOMENT WHERE WE OPEN UP THE PRESENT!!!

THE NAKEY-ENERGY IS OFF-THE-CHARTS!!!!!!

FUCK!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

8) FUCK X2!!!!!!! (∩˃o˂∩)♡♡♡♡♡

CORSET CONFIRMED!!!! ---Damn, those laces got me feeling some kind of way----(shoutout to the Dressed to the Nines Edmond fanzine)

BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY, THOSE PANTIES. THAT BACK. 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

him-> 🍑 -(´ཀ`」 ∠)_ <-me

THE DEVS ARE TRYING THEIR BEST TO KILL ME.

9) EMO ICON.

I love how melodramatic his lil' animation is! 🤣🤣🤣 I know that this is him being sincere, acting all determined an all, but all I can see is one of the "anime kids" in middle school acting a little too excited with a plastic sword.

10) P-Pretty...... 😳

(+ the line he says here---"No matter how many times it takes, I will clean you"--- gave me flashbacks to From the Earth, Nectar. Because of course it did.😅)

11) Belly!!! 🤩 *blows raspberries on it*

Whenever I see Eiden's belly, I always think of that character-interview thingy that came out last year where Eiden said his most sensitive area was his stomach.

And then I imagine giving him raspberries and Eiden laughing really really hard.

It heals me.

(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

🌹 End of report! 🌹

[swiftllama]

February Compliments ☀️🔍

[Compliments Masterlist]

And we’re back! Not a lot of compliments for February but still a few so hope this will still be a fun read for you guys 😊

So let’s get into it!

February 2024

Is This Video Offensive?

So in this Flashback they reacted to the classic Molester Moon sketch 🌚 We only got one little compliment in this video but I thought I would still include it :-

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They’re introducing the video dressed as moons and give each other a fist bump and saying how they’re ‘ordinary guys’.

Ian: “Anyway, um,” *turns to Anthony* “You look good.”

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Another little moment I wanted to include which I just found silly :-

[talking about the pandora’s boxes that were opened with the creation of certain emojis]

Anthony: “The peach emoji…”

Ian: “Yeah, yeah, for real.”

Anthony: “The eggplant emoji.”

Ian: “Or do you think the creator was like, ‘let’s make it look a little bit like an ass’.”

Anthony: [laughs] “It’s a little bit like a huge, purple dong.”

Ian: “Dong.”

Anthony: “Yeah, I don’t know, honestly, it makes me wonder if they did know because it’s too perfectly ass-shaped. Right? I feel like it’s more ass-shaped than a peach. Peaches are not that perfectly ass-shaped.”

Ian: “I don’t know, bro.”

Anthony: “You seen some pretty good looking peaches?”

Ian: “I’ve seen some pretty tantalising peaches in my day.”

Anthony: [swallows] “Oh yeah? Do you want me to call you by my name?”

Ian: [in a low voice] “I could eat a peach for hours.”

👀 who doesn’t love Ian and Anthony flirting with each other 🤭🍑

What’s Wrong With This Soup? (Culinary Crimes)

So the boys went on Courtney’s new show and it did not disappoint with giving us some complimentary bestie moments :-

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Courtney: “So the theme of this episode is foods that are vegan, gluten free, with some other twists as well.”

Ian: “So a lot of nuts, I presume.”

Anthony: “Besties with testes.”

Ian: “We are besties with testes, so.”

Silly but still quite cute, can never resist them calling each other besties even when it involves testes 😅

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[First recipe they are given is soup]

Ian: “I have recently became a soup boy.”

Anthony: “Yeah.”

Courtney: “You have become a soup boy. That’s why I put you on this case.”

Ian: “Oh, is that right? Yes.”

Anthony: “I have been a good soup boy’s assistant.”

Ian: “Yeah.”

Anthony: “Ian invited me over. I was a little assistant, we made some soup.”

Ian: “We made soup together.”

Anthony: “It was really good.”

WHAT?! THEY MADE SOUP TOGETHER! IAN INVITED HIM OVER AND THEY MADE SOUP TOGETHER!!! ANTHONY WAS HIS SOUP ASSISTANT!!! 😭…. Sorry, screaming over. But that is the cutest thing ever! So after the whole moment in January where Ian dashed many of our fantasies of them making soup together, it ended up actually happening and I am one happy girl knowing it did 😊

Making Of “Would You Push This Button?”

So the BTS of the Would You Push This Button? sketch provided us with a couple moments :-

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Not a compliment or anything but you know, gotta include the high-fives.

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Now this other moment is complimentary but the dialogue isn’t that important so I’m just going to give a run down of what is happening :-

[Anthony filming Ian sitting recording voice audio that no longer is getting used for the main video. Ian rambles on about how only members get to hear it and how we’re getting it for free, but not really free cause we paid for membership, and how this audio was originally meant to be used as a Shut Up! intro but it wasn’t that funny, all while Ian is saying this you can hear Anthony laughing behind the camera]

Just another example of the fact that Ian is the funniest person to Anthony ☺️

Would You Push This Button? & MrBeast Copycat Watch Party

Of course to go along with the Would You Push This Button? sketch we also got the watch party livestream, along with them reacting to the previous sketch MrBeast Copycats Have Gone Too Far that they had missed.

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[Earlier in the video Ian guesses that Apollo 17 was the last time humans set foot on the moon]

Ian: [reads chat comment] “Oh, I was right with Apollo 17.”

Anthony: “Damn! How did you know Apollo 17?”

Ian: “Just a good guess, I guess.”

Wee compliment from Anthony 😊

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Chat comment: ‘What’s the latest soup Ian’s learned to make?’

Ian: “The last one that I learned to make was the African Peanut Stew.”

Anthony: “Oh yeah, that one sounds so good.”

Ian: “So good.”

Anthony: “I was like is that shit vegan?”

Ian: “It was so good- yeah, yeah, it’s vegan.”

Anthony: “Yeah, we got to make that one. We got to make that one next.”

Aw, soup boy’s assistant is wanting to get back in the kitchen with him 🥹

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[Boys do a quiz to find out which Bratz doll they are]

Q: ‘What is a personal flaw that your friends accept you for?’

Anthony: “Probably shy and awkward. That’s true.”

Erin: “Do you agree, Ian?”

Anthony: [looks at Ian] “Do you accept me for that?”

Ian: “I accept you for that.”

Anthony: “Okay, thank you.”

Just a cute little one 😝

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[Ian taking the quiz]

Q: ‘Pick a fashion icon’

Ian: “I think I’m a Bianca Jagger.”

Anthony: “Sure. That feels right.”

Another little compliment from Anthony cause why not ✨

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Q: ‘What’s your favourite relic from the 2000s?’

Ian: “I’m going to do [sings] being young, carefree and stupid.”

Anthony: “That was mine too.”

#twinning #justbestiethings

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Q: ‘Which y2k fragrance did you have/would you have on your vanity tray?’

Ian: “I am definitely Princess by Vera Wang.”

Anthony: “Yep. That sounds right.”

Just Anthony agreeing that Ian is a princess 👑

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Ian: [on the personal flaw question] “I feel like I’m all of these things.”

Anthony: “You’re a drama queen…”

Ian: “I think my honesty can be harsh. I think- actually I can’t be wild.”

Anthony: “You’ve been wild.”

Ian: “I am a drama queen.”

Anthony: “When are you a drama queen?”

Ian: “I feel like I can be a catty little bitch sometimes.”

Anthony: “But that’s not a drama queen.”

Ian: “Like I love drama. Like whenever I hear that there’s a problem I’m like [rubs hands together] ‘alright, let’s go’.”

Anthony: “Yeah, but I feel like drama queens are also like in the drama.”

Erin: “He’s a little dramatic.”

Anthony: “Is he in the drama though?”

Erin: “I would say so.”

Ian: [laughs]

Anthony: “I feel like he observes it and talks about it.”

Ian: “Sometimes I can be the drama. No, I don’t think I’m- I love hearing other people’s drama…”

Anthony: “Yeah.”

Ian: “But I feel like sometimes my honesty can be harsh.”

Anthony: “Sure, sure.”

Ian: “Sometimes I, you know, like sometimes there’s things that just don’t need to be said.”

Anthony: [laughs] “And you used to have no filter.”

Ian: “Sometimes I say it, I think I’ve gotten a little bit better, where I’ll be like, ‘I- never mind’.”

Anthony: “Yeah, yeah. I accept you for it.”

Ian: “Okay.”

Anthony: “I’ve grown to accept it. I used to be very sensitive.”

Love how this started off as something silly but turned into a genuine compliment by the end of it.

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[Ian gets Jade as his answer]

Ian: [reading answer description] “…bold and thinks outside of the box or just someone who’s wild at heart.”

Anthony: “I could see wild at heart.”

Just a little mini compliment from Anthony there

…

Anthony: [reads chat comment and laughs] “Why is Ian on such a high from getting Jade over Anthony getting Jade?” [Anthony really wanted Jade as his answer as the crew said that’s who he was like]

Ian: Umm, I just didn��t think I was cool, man.”

Anthony: “Dude, you’re cool, Ian.” [pats chest] “You gotta have a little confidence, man.”

A double compliment from Anthony in this little section, you love to see it!

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[reacting to the MrBeast sketch]

Anthony: “Yeah, that one was good. Your Mr Beast character, you fucking killed it, man. And going into the horror mode at the end [of the video] was great.”

It’s been a very heavy Anthony complimenting Ian livestream as you can probably tell 😅 not that I’m complaining!

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[reacting to the Button sketch]

Ian: [talking about his Mormon character’s wig] “Wow, the blonde really brings out my eyes.”

Anthony: “Yeah, it looks really good.”

We do know Anthony loves Ian’s blue eyes 😉

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[Ian dressed as a woman in the sketch]

Anthony: “Your lipstick is poppin’!”

Just another complimentary moment I wanted to include 😄

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Chat comment: ‘Ian plays the mother so well it’s scary’

Ian: “That’s because I am mother.”

Anthony: “Ian is mother.”

👀 Okay, Anthony…

And that was it for this livestream!

Making Of “Grimace: Where Is He Now?”

The BTS of the Grimace: Where Is He Now? sketch gave us a couple little moments, not necessarily compliments, but wanted to include them nonetheless :-

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First was this moment where Ian and Anthony are looking at each other through a door covered with fake police tape and they reach through and touch each other’s hands.

(As usual sorry for the terrible gif quality, I tried 🫣)

But yeah, thought this was cute so wanted to make it part of this post 😊

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And the other moment I wanted to include was as they were doing the outro to the video :-

Anthony: “Why do we need a fog machine when we have…”

[both Ian and Anthony blow out of their mouths so you can see their breath in the cold air]

Ian: “Wow, I don’t know if that looked cool on camera but…”

Anthony: “Felt cool.”

And then of course, gotta include one of their signature moves…

The high-five!

There’s A Werewolf Among Us…

So the boys joined in on this Games video along with Courtney, Arasha, Spencer, Chanse and Trevor where they played Werewolf, in which one person is the werewolf and they have kill off other players without being discovered.

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[Arasha brings up how she used to play it when it was called Mafia and the others joke around saying that it’s no longer called that because it’s offensive to Italian-Americans]

Courtney: “Angela actually held up a sign in the front of the building, she was like - ‘Please stop’.”

Ian: “Yeah, she picketed us.”

Anthony: “She’s on strike for the day.”

Ian: [laughs] “She’s on strike.”

Love when the shoe is on the other foot and it’s Ian finding Anthony funny, always very cute ☺️

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[Everyone saying they think it’s Ian]

Chanse: “I was gonna say, I think I thought it was Anthony, but I’ve changed my mind.”

Ian: “Well, I mean, I would say I trust you two [Anthony and Chanse] ‘cause you didn’t immediately just go along with it. If you were the werewolf you would have immediately just motioned to vote because you’re like, yeah, let’s kill another villager.”

Trevor: “Or maybe they’re trying to hide it…”

Ian: “No.”

Trevor: “Because they already had someone second it. So why would they jump immediately?”

Ian: “Right, but they would need to be to jump in.”

Anthony: “Or maybe there’s no information to even go off of in the first round.”

Chanse: “I nominate Ian.”

Trevor: “Yeah. Vote time?”

Spencer: “Unfortunately, Ian.”

Ian: “All right, I’m just…”

Spencer: “You have made your case.”

Ian: “Okay, all right.”

Spencer: “And it’s vote time.”

Ian: “I think Anthony’s safe. I don’t trust anyone else.”

It’s sweet how Ian says Anthony’s the only one he trusts here as everyone besides Anthony is saying they think Ian is the werewolf. It’s also doubly sweet when you think about the fact that Anthony actually was the werewolf this round and yet, he was the only one Ian trusted 🥺

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[Arasha making her case for the werewolf not to kill her]

Anthony: “Why are you giving werewolf tips?”

Courtney: “She’s plugging all the holes.”

Ian: [puts hands up] “I am nominating Arasha [as the werewolf].”

Anthony: [puts hand up] “I am nominating Arasha as well.”

I love when they just follow what each other’s doing 😌

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[Anthony’s character dies]

Trevor: [going to raise his hand but backing down and everyone asking what he was going to say] “I just wanted to do it again. I was gonna do it again, where I just make a blatant accusation for no reason.”

Courtney: “It is good, though, for the plot.”

Chanse: “It starts shit.”

Trevor: [puts hand up] “All right, I think it’s Ian.”

Courtney: “The werewolf?”

Trevor: “Yeah.”

Spencer: “All right, does anyone wanna second that?”

Ian: “I think that’s a terrible decision.”

Trevor: “No, not necessarily nominating, I just would like to, you know, cast some doubt upon his character.”

Spencer: “Gosh darn.”

Courtney: “Yeah.” [points at Ian] “You like wolves!”

Ian: “I don’t like wolves.”

Trevor: “You would kill Anthony.”

Ian: [makes a sad/unhappy face]

Trevor: “You would. You hater.”

Ian: “What do you mean I would kill Anthony?”

Trevor: “You’re trying to, like oh, I would never kill my best friend. Oooh.”

Ian: “I never-”

Chanse: “He’s trying to start shit.”

Courtney: [laughing]

Trevor: “See? See? Ian’s like, ooh, they won’t think it’s me because I would never kill my best friend.”

Ian: “This guy talks too much.”

Anthony: [laughs]

Loved this moment, especially how not happy Ian was with the accusation that he would kill Anthony, even in a game. And of course can never resist when it’s brought up that they’re best friends. Also loved how Anthony didn’t say anything and only laughed at what Ian said - the bestie-ism was shining through! 👯‍♂️

And that was it for this video!

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With that, that brings us to end of the compliments for February 2024! A shorter one as I said but hope you all still enjoyed 😊

Thanks for reading and I shall see you next time! 🫶

[late-to-the-party-81]

Answer the questions and tag five fanfiction authors you know!

Thank you @metalbvcky. NPT for @mrs-illyrian-baby @doasyoudesireandlive @km-ffluv @labella420

🍓 How did you get into writing fanfiction?

As a teen I was a voracious reader and tried to write my own stuff based on other books I'd read. I also loved ST:TNG and wanted dearly to be in an episode and had lots of the books. I wrote my own ST stories with OC's (gratuitous self inserts), but they never went anywhere. In my late teens I read some Xena fanfic on the internet. But that was it for a great number of years.

At the beginning of 2021 I sat and watched the entirety of the MCU films in chronological order (I'd seen most of them before and was mainly a Thor gal.) I fell down the Stucky rabbithole. Deep. I decided to look up fanfic. AO3 was now a thing! I wrote (a very poor) Stucky fic and here we are, almost 3 years later

🍇How many fandoms have you written in?

As my ST stuff never made it further than my parent's old PC in the days of dial-up, I won't count it.

I've written for MCU, various Chris Evans and Seb Stan Characters and one fic for RWRB. I've been toying with writing a one-off Criminal Minds fic as a gift for a friend.

🍈How many years have you been writing fanfiction?

Three in July since I first published anything on AO3.

🍎Do you read or write more fanfiction?

I try to balance it out. If I have a period of hyperfocus writing I try to then go through a period of reading. I read on both Tumblr and AO3, so try to keep that even as well.

🍌What is one way you've improved as a writer?

Getting betas to pick me up on tense changes, overuse of words and rogue commas. Reading more. Practising. Writing outlines for longer stories so I don't go off-piste.

🍑Do you have any bad habits as a writer?

Getting bored half-way through a long fic, especially if the first few parts haven't had a lot of interaction. Which is why I try to write the whole thing before I start posting.

🍍 What's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

Engineering courses at MIT and, for a separate fic, Violet wands, including the ways to use them and the differnt types of accessories you can use with them. I even watched a Youtube video.

🍉What's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

Any comment! Anything that gives me the validation I need!

🍐What's the most fringe trope/topic you write about?

I wrote a transformation into Tsum-tsum fic that was both cracky and smutty. That's pretty niche.

🥭What is the hardest type of story for you to write?

Action scenes. I loathe them. I'm constantly wondering if they are long enough, and make sense.

🍏What is the easiest type?

Short things that are either PWP or fluffy slices of life.

🍑Where do you do your writing? What platform? When?

Mainly on my elderly laptop on G-Docs, and in every moment I can - normally afterwork before dinner and on Mondays when I don't have work.

🍋What is something you've been too nervous/intimidated to write, but would love to write one day?

There are a few characters and ships I haven't written that I'd like to. And I suppose I'd like to write a proper long, over 100k fic at some point.

🍇 what made you choose your username?

When I made my AO3 account I felt as though that at 40, and only really starting in Fandom in this way, I was late to the party, so that is who I became.

[kyunghwannie]

🌙✨💻 A Word From Your Lazy But Sparkly Fic Gremlin 💻✨🌙

Hey hey, my little chaoslings 🐹🍑🦄🍓—

I know some of you might’ve been wondering, “WHERE THE HELL DID KYUNGHWANNIE GO AFTER MAY 20TH?”

And honestly… valid. LMAO.

I haven’t uploaded a full fic since May 20, which ironically is the same day I gave my final exam and mentally combusted into sparkles and ramen noodles. 🌚💥

But here I am—still actively posting crack, thirst, TWICE delulu edits, and yelling at Tumblr for labeling my MASTERLIST as mature as if I leaked a Dahyun twerking video. 😭

So, what's going on? Lemme lay it out.

🌼✨LIFE UPDATE: THE VACATION ARC (feat. Confusion and Existential Crisis)✨🌼

After finishing my beast of an exam season, I finally entered this thing called vacation… and I thought I’d instantly return to writing fics like a demon possessed.

BUT NO.

Turns out, your glitter gremlin is going through a quiet chaos phase. 🧍‍♂️

Life's changing. Mentally, emotionally, creatively.

Some days I feel lazy, some days I feel empty, and some days I just wanna nap while listening to "Knock Knock" like it's 2017 again.

And while I am trying to enjoy my time off, there’s been this… weird fog sitting in my writer brain.

📝✨Let’s talk about THE WRITING THING. And the AI elephant.✨📝

So lately I’ve noticed a boom in “prompt-fics” or AI-generated content. Y’all know what I’m talking about. Some of it’s great, some of it’s unhinged (respectfully), and some of it makes you go “Huh… that’s suspiciously robot clean.”

And I’mma be deadass with y’all.

Yes.

I’ve used help from ChatGPT before.

Not for the whole fic. Not for the soul. But yeah—sometimes for scene refinement, flow, or line polishing when I felt stuck or creatively exhausted.

Examples?

My first-ever Nayeon one shot had a bit of GPT touch.

My Chaeyoung fic had a few moments cleaned with help.

BUT — never more than like 10–20% of the story.

The rest? Pure me. Pure chaos. Typos, bad pacing, crying, rewriting 12 times. You know the vibe.

🤍💭But then came the anxiety.💭🤍

It started hitting me…

“Is this cheating?”

“Am I being fake?”

“Will my readers still love my work if they knew I used help?”

I spiraled.

I started doubting my authenticity even though most of the fic is still me, written from scratch with my cracked-out late-night brain fueled by banana milk and Sana edits.

I didn’t want to lose the me in my writing.

The flawed but fun, messy but real, emotional but hilarious me.

So since that Chaeyoung one, every draft I’ve touched has been purely handwritten by me.

No AI. Just me, my fingers (crying), my notes app, and my imagination… which is very unmedicated, might I add.

But that also means:

💀 Burnout hit.

💀 Pressure hit.

💀 I started overthinking everything.

🌟💌The Truth? I Just Wanna Be Real With You.💌🌟

I don’t want to serve you flawless plastic perfection.

I wanna give you stories that feel like me.

I want to make you laugh, cry, scream, and say “WTF” all in one paragraph.

I want to write in my voice—even if it’s chaotic, grammar-wrecked, and accidentally horny in emotionally charged scenes.

I want to be Kyunghwannie.

The one who types full 15K-word fics like a drug addict.

The one who makes pocket idol thirst posts then cries about social pressure and family expectations.

The one who loves TWICE and SEVENTEEN so loud that my blog is 90% sparkle and 10% brain cell.

So yeah. If you’re still here, still waiting, still reading:

Thank you. Seriously. 🥺💗

Chapter updates ARE coming (For wattpad).

Fics ARE being written.

And I’m still gonna post stupid stuff in between like “What if Sana kept me in her bra as a pocket boyfriend?”

Because that’s just me.

Stay chaotic, stay patient, and don’t worry.

I may vanish sometimes…

But this glitter bomb always comes back. 💥🐰💜

(A random pic i took when i was travelling in this vacations)

[lovelyladyabsinthewrites]

Twilight Fic List

🖤= tw:dark content

🍑= smut

📚= series/multi-part

💌= requested

✓= complete

Love Song For A Vampire (Edward Cullen x Wolf!Reader) 📚✓

It couldn't be possible. There just had to be some mistake. A werewolf couldn't possibly imprint on a vampire. . . right?

Strange Magic (slight Edward Cullen x Reader)

Edward couldn't quite place his finger on it, but there was something different about the stranger that sat in his living room. One thing was her wonderful scent, the other was that he couldn't read her mind.

Centuries Ago (slight Edward Cullen x Reader)✓

Those were the moments that scared you the most. Not when you became bloodthirsty, but when you began to forget about details of your human life. You had nearly forgotten how your mother had looked. But you kept the image of Edward branded into your mind. How were you supposed to find him if you forgot what he looked like?

Xanny (Jasper Hale x Reader)✓

You didn't need any medication. Not when you had Jasper to take the edge off of things.

listen before i go (Edward Cullen x Sister!Reader) 🖤✓

For once in your life you wished your brother was able to hear your thoughts. You wished he would truly listen.

In the Dead of Night (Edward Cullen x Swan!Reader) 💌✓

Gone was the sand of Arizona as was the blazing sun that had you feeling uncomfortable in your own skin. Little love would be lost from leaving Arizona. That was something you and Bella could agree on.

Progenitor (Jasper Hale x Vampire!Reader) 💌✓

"Tell me another story, cowboy." You impishly grin over to the man laying next to you. Your mate. 

Darlin’, Darlin’ (Jacob Black x Swan!Reader) 🍑💌✓

You weren't looking forward to the wedding but your mother called and pestered you enough to where you just gave up and sent in your RSVP despite your reservations. It wasn't that you didn't like Bella, you just never liked the idea of marriage. Your mom had failed at several before. In the end you always wondered what the point of it all was. 

Jasper Taking You On a Nature Walk HC 💌 ✓

Can't Escape the Nightmares (Jasper Hale x Reader/platonic!Rosalie x Reader) 💌🖤 ✓

Of course the one night Jasper decides to join his brothers on a hunting trip is the night you experience your reoccurring nightmares.

Prom Shopping with Rosalie HC 💌✓

Gift Shopping for Jasper's Birthday (ft. Rosalie) 💌 ✓

Platonic Bath with Jasper HC 💌✓

Ichor (Edward Cullen x human!reader)(Edward Cullen x vampire!Bella Swan)💌✓

There was no warmth of life to Bella, not anymore. Edward had fought against Bella's desire to be like him, an immortal. With her warmth went that oh so sweet honeysuckle scent of her singer blood. He missed nuzzling his nose in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply and listening to her blood coarse through her veins. Everything was cold and hard and unwelcoming now that she was like the rest of the Cullens.

Cradle (Jasper Hale x Reader/platonic!Rosalie x Reader)🖤✓

It was hard for you to be outside. Not after what happened. And with the Cullen house surrounded by a sea of towering trees. . . It was difficult for you to even step onto the wrap around porch. Everything about the outside reminded you of that day in the woods.

Magnet (Edward Cullen x Vampire!Reader/ Edward Cullen x Bella Swan/ implied!Jacob Black x Bella Swan)💌✓

Your dinner lay still on the bed next to you. Nutrients drained from it. Usually you tried not to make a mess when you ate. Tonight, unfortunately, took a different tone.

Nurse (Edward Cullen x Reader)💌 ✓

Edward knew immediately when you sat in the front passenger seat of his car that you were sick.

[keirawantstocry]

so uh, Hi it I 💋anon. Firstly, i feel you dont understand just How Much I Enjoy Your Writing, ofc i mentioned it to a friend (also im borderline Feral about it) . Secondly, eeeeeeeeeee very good writing very cool omg omg omg Kisses for You.

So to uh deal with/celebrate tubbo coming back Wrong, mayhaps tubbo going like, extremo with possessive shit? Like, barely letting them out of his sight (or just Not letting them out of sight, no matter what(that may be too stalkerish to be comfy to write tho so 乁⁠|⁠ ⁠･⁠ ⁠〰⁠ ⁠･⁠ ⁠|⁠ㄏ)) If theyre going somewhere hes Coming With. once again no real plot just Vibes srry.

(as Thoughts cause i have to say it Somewhere, I feel like Fit would handcuff ppl to something in the house to keep em there when Extremely extremely possessive)

hope youre having a good day :>

(also-🍓🍒🍎🍉🍑🍊🥭🍋🍐🥝🫐🍇)

EEEEEEEEEE got me smiling and kicking my feet im so honored you mentioned it to a friend and that you’re so feral <33333 i would absolutely love to write tubbo being a crazy freak for you!! (he would. i love the idea of fitpacbo all being crazy protective with each other) *mwah*

Pac had a fair amount of experiences with crazy men. He would be the first one to admit that, to admit that if he was being completely honest he liked it. The craze in the men’s eyes and their utter desperation for him. Some might call him a bit of an attention whore but he thought he deserved it. He was quite pretty after all. 

He felt the man before he saw him. Eyes trained on his back, trailing all over his body. Even without being able to see where they were coming from, something deep inside him recognized them as a safe gaze, a protecting one. 

Fit talked to him before he saw him either. It was a vague comment about feeling like he had been watched lately. 

Pac perked up. “Excuse me?”

Fit shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. I can take care of myself.” 

“Nao, nao, it’s not that. I’ve also felt eyes on me lately.” 

Fit immediately turned defensive, going into protective mode. “What? Fuck, no, I’m sticking with you from now on.” 

Pac shook his head lightly. “Nao, don’t worry about it, Fitch. I think… I think it’s good.” 

It took a lot of talking but eventually Fit gave in and let him go off by himself. The gaze was back, the burning heat trailing over his body. There was something addictive about being watched so closely, feeling that gaze stick to his skin like glue. In the back of his mind, he acknowledged that he was a bit of a freak. But he couldn’t bring himself to care when he finally caught a glimpse of Tubbo out of the corner of his eye. 

A knowing smile stretched across his face. 

He continued to let Tubbo watch. And watch he did. Every moment of every day, he was lurking silently in the shadows. After a few days of seeing poor Fit panic over the lack of knowledge, Pac told him what he had seen. Concern was the first emotion he felt. He wondered if Fit was going to approach Tubbo about what he had been doing. But he didn’t. 

He stared at Pac for a long moment. “I’m fine with that,” he said slowly and Pac grinned. 

“You like ‘em a little dangerous like me Fitchie?” 

Fit’s silence spoke wonders. 

Yeah he fucking liked them a little dangerous.