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ratkingnezu · 2 months ago

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The Drake fic from the poll, surprise!!

Figured why not give you guys the best of both worlds. :)

Enjoy :3

The boys had finished their festivities, and the moon was rising. Today had been their weekly hangout day, where they all get together at someone’s house, this weeks being Jake’s, and just be kids. Goodbyes littered the air as their games and leftover trash did the floor, with Drew staying behind to help Jake clean up. However, as they cleaned up, something was on the magenta-haireds’ mind.

“What’s up Drew? You doing okay?” Jake questioned, having just now noticed the somber expression on his best friends face. “Yeah, i was just thinking about asking a silly question, that’s all” Drew chuckled, playing off his tugging urge to spit it out. He wanted more time with his blonde bestie, or “bestie”. He didn’t really know yet, nor was he planning on discovering it, but he just wanted more of him.

Jake smiled at him, “Well i’m sure it’s not that stupid, cmon, hit me with it.” The response was a shrug, followed with a whispered “whatever” as he returned attention with him. “I was just wondering if i could.. like stay here tonight? I’m really tired and-“ Jake put his hand up and smiled, “Do you even have to ask? Of course you can dude, ‘mi casa es su casa’ or whatever the hell those guys say” Drew chuckled a bit “You’re so cringe dude, but thank you.”

Flashing him a thumbs up, Jake threw away the last bit of trash while Drew put away the last game. Jake put his arm around Drew and wiped his forehead. “Whew! Finally, thought that would take all night, good thing there were two of us.” Drew snorted, “Homie, there’s no way you’re tired after that. You’re such a loser.” Jake laughed and gestured towards Drew to follow behind him and to his room. “Hey man i’m gonna shower real quick, you okay with that?”

Drew shot him a look as he threw one of the shirts from the bed at Jake. “Why would i care? I’m not your boyfriend so i wouldn’t be all “wItHoUt Me?” Go ahead man” Jake caught the shirt and laughed, “Alrighty, thanks bro!” As he walked down the hallway, Drew sat down on Jake’s bed and pulled out his phone.

Drew started to think as he scrolled through social media, ‘Why did i say that? Am i stupid or something? Why would i care about being…’ his heart thumped twice, louder than subsequence. ‘Do i really like this guy? Am i really just another run-of-the-mill fag like Zander?’. He continued to question himself, slowly but surely digging himself a hole. One that involved Jake. He hated to admit it, but he loved Jake, he loved him a lot. He probably loved Jake more than that blonde loved Daisy, but alas, his emotions were going unanswered, unseen through the eyes of the blonde boy he’d caught himself admiring. He held his arms across his stomach, small tears welling up in his eyes as thoughts raced through his mind.

‘Why doesn’t he love me?’

‘Why do i have to sit here and watch as he pursues someone i can treat him better than?’

‘Why would he love me? He probably doesn’t give a shit about me.’

‘If i’m worthless to my parents, sure as hell am worthless to him, he probably just treats me well out of pity.’

Tears started to gently roll down his cheeks as the thoughts kept swirling, his lip curling back into his mouth and fastened to his teeth as he tries to not make a sound. He didn’t need Milo or Jake’s mom walking in and seeing him like this. Hell, he didn’t need Jake seeing him like this either. He wiped his tears with the cuffs of his sleeves as he heard footsteps heading towards the room. ‘Shit, he’s done already?’ He scrambled to mask his emotions as Jake walked into the room, fresh out of the shower.

Jake glanced at Drew with a smile but quickly noticed something was off. Drew’s eye contact now being dodgy, looking away from Jake any time he tried to get into his field of vision. “So.. uh.. anything new happen while i was in there?” “Nothing, nothing at all.” Drew quickly snapped back. Jake threw his dirty clothes into the hamper and sat next to Drew, the magenta haired boy trying to distance himself, for both of their sakes.

He sighed, looking at Drew. “Hey man, what’s going on? I know you’re “fine” as always, but it seems like you’re not now.” Drew pinched himself in the side to hold back what was boiling over at this point. “I’m fine man, really i’m-“ cut off again. He found himself somewhere that he never expected, though. Jake had pulled Drew in and held his head against his chest. The boiling only became more violent as it was now a struggle to keep himself together. Drew opened his mouth to say something, but got hit with the smell of his best friend. He loved how Jake smelt, no matter what condition he was in he always smelt like something that was indescribable yet perfectly identifiable; himself. A comforting, yet faint trait about Jake he placed on his long list of why he liked him.

Drew choked back his next few breaths as he struggled to keep his composure. Rather than give Jake sass as he usually does when he gets comforted, he couldn’t resist the urge to wrap his arms around him. He really liked Jake, he liked being held. He liked being in his arms. He WANTED to be in his arms. Jake looked at Drew with a soft gaze, a small smile stretching from his lips as he placed his hand on Drew’s head. Through broken words and the navy blue jacket, the magenta haired boy spoke. “You’re so fucking cheesy, you know that? I’m fine dude, stop doing this.” His fingers spoke other words, though. They held onto Jake’s back, his nails digging a bit into his skin through the fabric.

As the boy choked on his breath, he eventually broke and started to sob. He despised himself, and he despised how he felt. However, he couldn’t stop feeling these ways, no matter how hard he tried to push it down. Clinging to Jake, he tried to force himself away, his fingers spoke from his heart and his body spoke with his head. He didn’t want to lose Jake by saying anything, and he didn’t want to be in love with him. He had Zoey, he didn’t need Jake, right?

Right?

Jake held Drew close, allowing Drew the same grace that he had been given. He ran his fingers through the silky magenta strands with a small smile. Unbeknownst to Drew, Jake had been going through similar difficulties. He didn’t want to lose Drew, and he didn’t want to step in between him and his girlfriend. ‘Even if i can’t love him like Zoey does…’ he thought, propping up Drew a bit to hold him closer, ‘i can still be here for him, like a good friend should be.’ He was starting to feel a few small tears of his own growing on his ducts. ‘I… think i love him more than i even realize..’ he appreciated each slow motion through Drew’s hair, ‘But.. he has a girlfriend and.. why would he love me the same?’

Drew broke free of Jake’s grasp and quickly swung his head to the side, making every effort to cover his face. He was crying, he thought it was weak. He thought that if he cried now, Jake would see him as useless, pathetic, trash. During his attempts to stop the crying, he felt a soft hand rest itself on his cheek, one whose thumb wiped up the tears that had been smeared on his face prior. The hand turned his head to face the other way, towards Jake. Jake was looking at him, tears in his own eyes, and a soft smile on his face. ‘Fuck him and his pretty eyes… fuck him and his stupid ass smile..’ Drew couldn’t bring himself to swat Jake’s hand, however, instead resting his own on top. He wasn’t familiar with this, but he loved it. As he stared into Jake’s eyes he couldn’t help but let his tears fall, his thoughts fading away as Jake’s other thumb helped wipe his tears.

Jake held Drew’s face in his hands now, a sobbing mess of an old friend. But, Jake still loved him. At this point he’d memorized every bit of his face, every crease on his lips, every mark on his cheeks, how his hair swayed and how his eyes sparkled. Jake loved everything about Drew, he couldn’t stand to see him like this anymore, broken and uncherished, someone who hadn’t been able to let out his frustrations in a healthy manner since he was young. He whispered, “Hey, it’s okay Drew. I’m here for you.” His thumbs rubbed across Drew’s cheeks as he struggled to hold it together.

He wanted Jake so badly, to be held, loved, comforted, anything as long as it was Jake. Drew started to cry again, not being able to control himself as he tackled Jake in a tight hug, pushing his best friend into the mattress as he cried more. He always thought crying was something that made you weak, so why did it feel so good with him? He clung to Jake as he felt the hand hold the back of his head yet again, silently stroking his hair, reminding him that he wasn’t alone anymore. That he was more than just a tool to be used by everyone until he broke. Somebody that actually meant something to someone else.

He loved crying in Jake’s arms. He loved Jake. He couldn’t deny it, and he didn’t want to. He lifted his head up slowly and he rolled over to Jake’s side, slightly embarrassed about the outburst. Jake chuckled and held Drew’s hand, knowing it would help at least a little. Drew looked to him, calming himself down. “Thank you.. i appreciate it..” he mumbled, rubbing his thumb on Jake’s hand as the blonde smiled. “I’m here for you man, you deserve a lot, and i want to give you everything that you want.”

Drew bit his lip, eventually letting go and before he could stop himself, he said in a shaky voice, “I want.. you.. Jake..” his face heated up a bit as he looked towards the blonde, expecting a disapproving stare or blunt no, but to his surprise, Jake still wore that stupid smile of his. Before Drew could take it back, the blonde spoke. “I’m sure i can do my best with that, you already mean a lot to me, plus i kinda was shooting for the same thing.” He laughed, “It’s funny, after I stopped with Daisy i really couldn’t look at anyone like i did her…”. His eyes lit up faintly, “But i realized the one i did was right under my nose.”

Drew could feel his heart pounding, his palms were a bit sweaty as he started to shake a bit. He never knew Jake would ever think like that, nevertheless confess to him, in bed, holding his hand. But.. it happened. He couldn’t think straight, but hearing those words made him smile. Genuinely. His lips tugged back at his cheeks as he kept staring into the blondes eyes. Looking at Zoey never made him feel this way, this deep of a love didn’t come from her, it was rumored to only come from someone special, and this boy, well, he was special.

#tmf #the music freaks #freakblr #tmf drew #rosyblr #tmf jake #tmf drake

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amiharana · 2 years ago

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15, 28, 🧑‍🎨 !!!

(ask games from here and here)

i am Desperately going to try to keep all these sections shorter than i would normally write because i have to answer three things and i'm not trying to make this a graduate dissertation on revalink so HERE WE GO BESTIES

🛌 15. Going through their bedtime routine.

link's bedtime routine is pretty simple and it looks like this:

take a shower. he uses shampoo, conditioner, and body wash personalized to his hair & skin conditions that revali forcefully helped him choose. it's because he used to use that fucking. 7-in-1 body wash shit and revali was appalled when he found out

brush his teeth & hair. link feels like the type of guy who doesn't like mint chocolate ice cream because it tastes like toothpaste. revali argues with him about it all the time because what the fuck kind of toothpaste tastes like ice cream and they have to switch him to kiddie non-mint toothpaste

moisturize. link also used to not do this until revali made him. it's not like he had super dry skin before, but after he started using lotion, revali would absentmindedly rest a hand on his thigh or something and caress it because it's soft. so link kept using moisturizer LMFAO

get dressed. he only sleeps in boxers. he would actually like to sleep naked, but revali said no :[

wait in bed for revali to be done with his bedtime routine 😞 he whines the whole time about how revali is taking too long and that he's cold

wrap himself around revali like a koala when revali finally gets into bed. revali complains because he's probably got a sheet face mask on and he doesn't want it to fall off, but he's weak for link so he just lets himself get wrapped anyway. simp

sleepy time <3 link falls asleep easily if he's with revali 🥺🤍 revali is basically his safety blankie

but revali's bedtime routine... whew. revali does a slightly different thing everyday depending on what day of the week it is like he's got a hair-focus day, a face-focus day, body-focus day, etc you know what i mean? he's got a routine for every fuckin part of his body fr but here's like a general daily list

shower. actually, revali is the type of guy who does a bath and lights candles n shit, but if he's short on time, he'll do a shower. and by short on time, i mean link is whining at him from the bed to hurry up because he wants to cuddle so. revali has three different conditioners, shampoos, and body washes, and a body scrub, and all of them are from sustainable brands. he also has a couple of those pumice stones to get rid of calluses on his feet and keep them soft. he only washes his hair once a week because his hair is thick and regularly uses hair masks and protein supplements for his hair.

skincare. compared to link, revali usually does one of those 10-step korean skincare routines KJHDFKDJ he has a morning routine and a night routine, he double cleanses every other day, he exfoliates every three days, he has five different essences, dermatologist-prescribed treatments because he used to have terrible acne in his teens, and he even has a mini-fridge where he stores all of his skincare products, sheet face masks, pimple patches, etc. revali definitely got some fucked combination skin and had a lot of cystic acne in his teens, so he's very well-prepared for any skin mishaps. and it all pays off because you will not find a SINGLE blemish on this man's face. lowkey thinking about making an actual fully fleshed out morning and night time skincare routines for him.

get dressed. revali the type of guy to have matching shirt-and-pants pajama sets. the type of guy who has one of those sleeping caps AND a sleeping mask over his eyes. freak

most days, revali is probably doing a hair and/or face mask before bed for 20 mins to an hour, so he'll have a whole hair wrap in and a face mask on getting in bed with link who latches onto him immediately. link is a sleepy little guy as we all know, so of course he wants to go to sleep the moment revali gets into bed with him, but he hates it when revali moves to get up and wash out the hair mask or throw away the face sheet mask, etc. link was already warm and comfortable, why did you move!!! so they both just talk about their days or whatever to try to keep link awake until revali is done with his hair/skin treatment masks.

btw revali also taps the product into his skin and uses face rollers. the first time link sat by while revali was doing his skincare routine, revali was tapping the toner into his skin and link was like ???? Why are you hitting yourself????? and revali was like. it's for stimulation and blood circulation. and link was still like ??????? but now he really likes it when revali uses face rollers on him because it's vv relaxing

revali goes to sleep with a silk hair wrap to keep his hair moisturized. they also have silk pillowcases that revali insisted they buy because cotton dries out your hair.

and FINALLY, revali will get back into bed to let link wrap around him once more and go to sleep with the glossiest, most moisturized and perfect skin and hair ever fr

🍺 28. Link gets into a bar fight and Revali steps in to help.

(disclaimer: i've never been in a bar fight or a fight ever, so this is what i imagine it would be like LOL)

link is dodging a punch by the time revali finds him on the other side of the bar. he's got a nasty black eye, a bleeding split lip, and his gorgeous blond hair that revali had lovingly braided prior to coming here is a rat's nest on his head. his face is pulled into a snarl, brows furrowed in anger and concentration. revali sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose; no matter where they go, link is a beacon to all trouble.

by the time link's assailant is gearing up to throw his next punch, revali has already made his way to link and he pulls his boyfriend back by his elbow. link yelps in surprise, falling backwards into revali's chest, while his assailant loses his balance at the lack of a target and faceplants onto the floor. link is hot to the touch, and revali can practically feel the blood and adrenaline thrumming underneath his skin.

"'vali?" the blond says, looking back at him with wide eyes. "how did you—?"

"you aren't every difficult to find," revali replies, deadpan. "you leave a path of destruction wherever you go, and if i lose sight of you, the chances you've already gotten into trouble are incredibly high."

link winces. whether it's from an injury or guilt, revali doesn't know but he doesn't like seeing link in pain either way. "sorry."

"it can't be helped now," revali sighs resignedly, and lets link stand up on his own. he immediately misses the warmth. "let's just go home already. you look terrible." contrary to his words, revali's gaze softens and he reaches up to cradle link's cheek with a hand, brushing his thumb against the corner of his lip with a featherlight touch. link's shoulders drop, his eyes fluttering, and revali almost smiles; he loves the way link relaxes at his touch.

"no way!" shouts the assailant, who has since drunkenly struggled his way up to his own two feet again. "we're not done here! blondie's got a lot to 'pologize for!"

revali narrows his eyes at the extremely drunk man and drops his hand, stepping in front of link. "and what exactly does he have to apologize for?" he says curtly. "in fact, it should be you who should apologize for wasting my time and assaulting my boyfriend."

the man's face flushes a bright red and he grits his teeth, swaying in one spot. "how about you and your boyfriend get down on your knees and say sorry for being pathetic instead?"

revali's jaw tightens and link tries to step forward. "shut the fuck up, man—" he starts, but revali holds an arm out over link's chest, keeping his eyes on the man.

"we will do nothing of the sort," he says, his voice as sharp as the point of an arrow. then, revali takes a deep breath and suddenly throws a punch, his fist colliding hard with the man's jaw. he drops to the ground, knocked out, and a collective hush falls over the people surrounding their portion of the bar. revali gives a nod of acknowledgement to all of them.

"a good evening to the rest of you," he says, polite but terse. "we'll be taking our leave now." then, he grabs link's arm and stalks towards the entrance of the bar, the blond following after him easily.

he doesn't stop to breathe until link is safely seated and buckled in the car, and he's in the driver's seat and the doors are locked. so much for a casual night out with link.

revali turns to look at link, who is looking down at his hands in his lap. "are you alright?" he says gently. "did you sustain any other major injuries?"

"i took a couple hits to the ribs," link mumbles. "hurts a lot."

revali chews on his lip. he might have fractured a rib. "okay. does it hurt enough that we should go to the ER?"

link feels around his ribs for a moment before shaking his head. "think i'm okay, might just be bruised bad. just wanna go home now..." his voice falters and he still won't look at revali, and that hurts more than his worries about link's injuries.

"hey," revali says, trying to make his voice as soft as he can. "look at me, please?" link doesn't move. "songbird, please?" link glances at him but returns to his initial position. "little jewel?" the blond pauses before moving his head just enough that revali can see his eyes. "there we are, snowdrop. tell me what's wrong please, darling."

"nothing," link mumbles and fidgets in his seat. "just... sorry for all of that, and being an inconvenience. he was being a fucking creep to this girl and wouldn't leave her alone, and no one else was doing anything about it. so i wasn't going to just stand there and let it happen. but it escalated before i realized and we started fighting and..." link fidgets even more. "tonight wasn't supposed to go like this. i'm sorry."

revali just stares at him for a couple moments. of course link's selflessness wasn't going to allow itself to be ignored in such a moment. "it's alright, songbird," he says. "you did the right thing. i'd rather not find you beaten half to death the next time you do something like that, but i'm not mad. so can you please actually look at me?"

and this time, link complies. his eyes are bright and wide and shining blue, and revali is reminded why blue is his favorite color. he reaches over to take link by the back of his neck and presses a kiss to his forehead. "i love you," he murmurs against link's skin. "let's go home and clean you up, okay?

"okay," link whispers back. "you're not mad?"

"i'm not," revali assures him. "irritated that you were in a fight and that the guy was an arrogant shithead, but i'm not mad at you. never."

link hums. and after a second— "but if you're not mad, then why no kiss?" and taps on his mouth.

revali rolls his eyes. "i just gave you a kiss on the forehead. i'm not kissing you on the mouth right now, it's covered in blood, idiot."

link pouts. "whatever. let's go already." he sits back in his seat with his arms crossed.

revali snorts. "you can have mouth kisses when we get home and you wash up and treat your other injuries. does that sound acceptable?"

"i guess," link replies, but revali can hear a smile to his voice.

"okay," revali says, turning back to the wheel, smiling himself. "let's go home then, songbird."

🧑‍🎨 A musical artist where you drop everything to hear their latest work

it's bts. i'm purple blooded through and through y'all 🤞💜

i swear it's like a whole event for me every time there's a bts comeback or if one of the members is having solo promotions or something. keeping up with bts is so difficult bc these mfs don't know what the word "rest" means, they're always dropping new content all the time year-round 😭 i mean in comparison to other groups, armys are WELL FED, we are never starving in terms of content. but by god is it overwhelming ☝️😞

like crow is gonna beat my ass but i've watched like. five episodes of 'in the soop' season one, 10 episodes of run bts, and like. one episode of 'bon voyage' i forget which season but it's the one where they went to hawaii. LIKE I STRUGGLE SM TO KEEP UP WITH THEIR VARIETY CONTENT but if it's the music, i'm fucking there baby. except for D-DAY as of recently because i've been depressed. i will listen to it soon (tonight methinks i'll liveblog it if anyone's interested)

#revalink #loz #botw #loz botw #legend of zelda #amihan's revalinkverse #amihan's headcanons #ask #ask game #noraiir-arts #I SAID I WAS GOING TO TRY KEEPING THINGS SHORTER MISSION FAILED WE'LL GET EM NEXT TIME ☝️😭#idk if i like how 28 turned out but i hope you like it 😭#i'm starting to doubt my writing ability a little bit but it might just be bc of burnout and imposter syndrome in my academic life #need to go do some in-depth revalink analysis (read: go stalk the revalink tag on ao3 and reread pinesong a million times again)#revali and all his petnames for link made a comeback in this one i don't think i've written them in a while #need to write more established revalink for self indulgence #you guys don't get it i need revali to be completely utterly absolutely obsessed with link at all times #and link just sitting pretty and oblivious like 😃❓like a puppy

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2bu · 1 year ago

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Do you have any ocs in particular you'd like to talk about whenever you read this? I love hearing about the things people create and I really like your character design of the few I've seen!

OUGH... thank u nonny so sweet of you to ask 🥺 I wanna say it's split between Cupid and Pacifica rn... as the beach besties that they are, they've been ruling my brain space...

I suppose it's worth showing here, but they both just recently got updated references (art by xlerotl)! I've been hype about it for like, weeks because it took me a very long time to find someone capable and willing to do the refs 😭

I've been thinking about Cupid mostly, though, because technically, in a few short weeks she's supposed to go through a pretty rough, life-changing patch for the sake of story purposes, and whew... it's gonna be rough!!! I really mean that. I'll put her story spoilers under spoiler!

Without getting too deep into it, well... she's going to die, and basically be brought back from the dead as an ascended cherub, which is her birthright as a daughter of Aphrodite.

This wasn't something she was aware of, and it's not something she's pleased with at all, because it will unveil a lot of difficult truths for her, and change how she perceives her adoptive parents, birth mother, and her life.

This is going to cause her to move away with her partner to live with her oldest brother and his wife out in the country for a few years to get space and... figure stuff out. She's around my age (25-27), and is in a similar position I'm in where I'm questioning a LOT of my life, my choices, and the things that have happened in my life that's lead me to where I am now... and I'm definitely projecting a lot of that onto her, though it was unintentional at first.

Of course, yes, in the near future all the same, she's going to be happy, and figure out what she'd like to do; with the support of her brother, sister in law, partner and friends (ie Pacifica).

I don't have a LOT of fun stuff to say, but I do enjoy taking time to talk about the gworls... so thank you for being kind enough to reach out and give me the space to go off... Usually I'm too nervous to do so, but I appreciate you giving me the chance to be brave and share. 🥺💙

#anonymous #ducky answers #cupid #pacifica #death mention tw #ask to tag #nothing graphic but it is mentioned!

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vivisviolets · 12 days ago

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Hii, may I partecipate in your new event please ? I pick my future partner (not fs) or only if possible, my current desired person (c.r.e.)

I'm Als (short of my name), she/her and preferred gender is males. I'm ♎rising.

I like nature and both dogs and cats, I'm spiritual and sometimes I question my guides if they really have my interest at heart, blue is my fave color, I love my family, one of my wishes is to be with my current desired person so I feel a hard time connecting my future partner as this person's energy is all over me.

Thank you so much 🤍🤍🤍

ALS🚻🍃💐

Three of Swords, The World, The Hermit (reversed), Wheel of Fortune (bonus card), Three of Pentacles (reversed) (bottom of deck) "buy myself flowers", "not for you", Libra/Aquarius/Gemini placements (Sun, 7th/11th/3rd house, rising, etc), Taurus/Capricorn/earth placements (Sun, Moon, 4th house, Venus, Mars, etc), 111, 555, 666, (birth month number?), Flowers - Miley Cyrus Hello dear! welcome to your reading, your submission was sent in a while ago, so I apologize if any messages I have for you are outdated due to any growth you may have made in this span of time♡.

ok, I am going to be completely honest, with what Spirit has to say to me, but the person that you mentioned is not a "good" energy, or it is not what you keep "wanting" it to be. now- your actions towards this person, haven't been "wrong", because Spirit is guiding this to be a HUGE area of growth for you, this feels karmic- where you need to face yourself and be rattled up, in order to become a much better version of yourself! -I will try to get to your *actual* future partner, but spirit, as well as your own guides, are weighing in heavily in this reading, that this situation and period in your life, *has* to be all about you, and your own growth. not focusing on finding someone else who can be your other half, because you can't fit a piece into a place that needs repairing and fine-tuning first.(*you're always deserving of good things but alignment is needed) I don't know if any of this is what you want to hear my dear, my spirit, and your various guides, really feel they need to give this information to you harshly. they cannot do anything for you- you have to be the one who recognizes and takes these guided actions. all they can do is try to sway/guide your heart and mind. (I'm picking up guides that appear to be "young"? these specific guides are heavily in your energy and wish for you to see them as your besties! they only wish the best for you♡.), whew! I could say more, but I'm going to try and lead your guides into giving me some answers about your love life!! that sh☆t's important too, and your guides agree with me on that! but they are hesitant to give me answers because a lot of growth and very important time has to pass through in your life first! now does that mean you won't get to meet your future partner until then? not necessarily. but this future partner also has to be aligned with this future version of you! it's all "being taken care of/handled" they're telling me,- lol they really don't want to give out too many details bc your guides really want you to learn/grow at your pace and not bc of a potential future partner 😭 ughh shut up- RESPECTFULLY and give me some details for ALS!! like fr. your partner... the way you will meet him will appear so sudden and unexpected, in hindsight, because in the moment it will seem like nothing more than a pleasant surprise- I'm seeing you walking in a building of some kind (a place of work for you, for your person, or for both of you), and this man, will turn back to look at you walking past, and somehow, and for some reason, you will have a brief conversation- it will feel natural and both of you will be at ease- but you'll both feel,, a little bit surprised, that you so easily talked to each other.- ok I'm beginning to see details, this person may have a lot of mutual sign placements in his chart, he's kind, has compassion, he does well in customer service/community,- but I'm also hearing he won't *try* to be funny or overly extroverted for anyone (he's just himself). he's bookish (you may even encounter each other in some sort of library or information filing situation), he likes cats (maybe that's important to you 😭)- he's quite gentle, introspective, and has been trying to live his life as best and quietly as he can- but after meeting you, he'll be able to feel a slight tilt in his world, he'll feel a shift, a "cute" bit of open-ness- whatever that may mean...

quality things take time my dear 💖. and this person is of a (I'm hearing "timeless") quality that you truly deserve. and he will be deserving of you as well. you will come into each other's lives, just as both of you have further mastered being able to hold yourselves... spirit wants to leave you with one final message, and that is there is nothing wrong with having a little "fun" along the way. because your guides do trust that anything you experience you will be able to transmute- into you transforming into the highest self you can be ♡. whatever is for you will come to you, and will stay for however long it was needed. this is your path, believe in yourself and keep shining💫🌟!

*i hope this was helpful my darling ♡~ consider leaving a tip on my Patreon if you enjoyed, or follow and become a violet~ doesnt matter to me tho :>~ sending you on your wayyyy, bye!*

#୨୧┈♡ vi post #୨୧┈♡ vi text #im back yall #*yea lets not talk about it*😅😅 sUbsCrib to my patreon 🤪#ok um- pics i found are so accurate this reading it's kinda crazy-#your person is hot- in very unique ways- and it will be so cute and worth the waiting period of alignment just trust me on this #ok byeeye #tarot game

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princessraptor · 2 months ago

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So with all the siatica pain and real life being complicated in some regards I decided to stop trying to push myself to update twice a week. Like sure it was nice when I could, but it makes me feel a lot less pressured and I guess it's working since I'm now working on chapter 93 (Jon is Never to be Allowed to do Anything without Adult Supervision Ever Again, yes I am proud of the title) and just feel more chill.

Which is good cause whew boy is chapter 92 something. Gonna need a lot of content warnings for that bad boy. Took a couple days to get through writing the panic attack scene, and a lot of laying in my bed thinking back to my unmedicated days and going "bitch you lived like this???"

At least the chapter before it is fun. For me if no one else, cause I get to use one of my OCs that I love and is A Mess. My bestie who looks over my stories to make sure they make sense also got a kick out of seeing him. As a rule i dont like having OCs being a major part of my stories, but I feel statement givers (which is sorta what that was?) are an exception. It's weird, I don't really mind it in other stories I've read, but I always worry people won't like any OCs I make so I just keep them away from stories i post on AO3

But overall I'm really happy with chapter 91, and I think 92 is good too though I havent given it a read over (and its a bit of a monster compaired to normal chapter length).

I'm also alternating between working on that and chapter 4/5 of Statement Addiction. IDK why I always end up working on two chapters of that one at the same time, maybe the diffrent format between chapters? Though I am almost done with chapter 4, just need to add another nightmare. I'm trying to decide if I should wait till its done to start posting, that was nice with The Whole Beholding Thing. At the very least maybe I should wait till I'm halfway through before adding more?

And I've been sorta working on the Elias POV Cattastrophy one. Slowly.

#just rambling about no real me

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muddyorbsblr · 1 year ago

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Greetings, bestie! That shit show put two new people on my little list and if I ever see them lurking around these here parts again my internal orders are shoot on sight 😤🫡

Charlotte definitely deserves an award she really did the lord's work setting us up with Dr Sexy the way she did. Maybe when she's done with her date from the party and Laing's give us a break so that we can start regaining our ability to walk we'll take her out to lunch. And speaking of Charlotte's date…for the record this was what he looked like:

This YN was so much stronger than us the way we would've been origami in 0.05 seconds if that were us like whew-- 🥵😮‍💨

Lemme just tell you that the only reason that Laing didn't just put her on his lap and give her a mango ride (even though both of them would've been totally down for it if he did 😏) was just him going "this party's going to be a shock to her system I should just focus on keeping her safe" 🥺🥺 And that all went out the window the second he realized that doing that was just gonna leave her open and vulnerable to creepos like Wilder ooft blech barf--

The public smut had me staring at my ceiling while I was conceptualizing it like I kept cursing at myself going "What the fuck am I doing what the fuck am I about to put y'all through" 🤣🥵 And even while they were both on full whore mode he was still a precious bean asking permission and even being the one to cover her up again probably had her going "Can I keep him forever" on the inside 🥹🥹

I'm so glad you enjoyed the first Kinktober story, bestie! 🥹 Thank you so so much for reading 💖💛

fateful favors [kinktober 2023: love bites]

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Summary: What started as a plan to join your sister at a tenant party in your new apartment building takes a trajectory you didn't expect when you discover she's arranged for someone to keep you company tonight

Pairing: Robert Laing x Reader

Warnings: 18+ | smut (minors & pearl clutchers, you know the drill and i am not the one); public sex; unprotected p in v; vaginal fingering; language; Wilder (yes he's a warning as he should be); mentions of alcohol consumption; slightest lil angst towards the end [let me know if i missed anything!]

Things to be aware of: Reader is Charlotte's sister

"Charlotte I cannot believe you," you groaned as you paced your sister's swanky high-rise apartment, the clacking from her stilettos on your feet echoing with every step. "I thought the point of asking me to go with you to this forsaken party was so that you didn't have to ward off that creeper five floors below you and now you're telling me that you commissioned one of your former flings in this building to what? Babysit me?"

"Please, you should know me to be better than that, Y/N. I'm just trying to make sure that you'll be safe. Wilder has a more…ruthless tendency especially with new faces in these notorious parties with the rest of the tenants." She walked up behind you and helped zip up the rest of your dress, the top half now secure. "And he is not a former fling, he's a friend. Believe it or not, I do happen to have a few now."

"Right, sure." You scoffed at her description. "A friend you definitely shagged or else you wouldn't have described him as the biggest in the high rise." You waved your hands in her direction as if to say 'tell me I'm wrong' when your words put a bashful expression on her face. "Now this poor guy gets hired to be a glorified bodyguard against horny bastards when the point was that we stick together so that--ohh fucking Christ, that's it isn't it? You got him to babysit me because you're planning on hooking up with someone at this party!"

"I wouldn't use the term 'hired'," a new voice spoke from the doorway. "That would imply that payment will be involved."

When your eyes landed on the source of the new voice your jaw hit the floor.

The man wore a well-fitting suit that accentuated a clearly lean and muscular physique, the upper half of his white button-up shirt practically fighting for its life as it stretched across his chest. His trousers clinging just the right amount to sculpted thighs and highlighted exactly what your sister meant by the biggest in the high-rise.

He walked towards you with strides that you could imagine a wolf would take as it stalked its prey. With eyes dead set on its target with full intent to devour once the distance was crossed.

"And with someone as striking as yourself, I would hardly call it a hardship to keep you company tonight.” He brought your hand up to his lips and pressed a delicate kiss to your knuckles. "Doctor Robert Laing. I live two floors below."

Pick your jaw up off the floor, you hissed at yourself. "I'm uhm…Y/N. Just Y/N," you stammered, trying your damnedest to fight back the thrill that shot up your arm and made a bee line for between your legs at the feel of his lips on your skin. He's probably the most pro of the pros when it comes to getting knickers wet, Y/N, do not fucking fall for it.

He repeated your name slowly, as if he was rolling around each syllable on his tongue, all the while he still held your hand in his absurdly larger one. "Lovely to make your acquaintance. Shall we all head upstairs, then?" You could only manage to nod under his intense oceanic gaze, absolutely dumbfounded as he laced his fingers between yours and led you to the elevators.

You threw your sister a quick look in passing, mouthing 'Oh my God! To which she only gave you a knowing look as she nodded, mouthing back something that seemed like 'Have fun'.

When Charlotte invited you to a tenant party at the 29th floor, this was most definitely not what you were expecting. The party had extended well beyond the constraints of the host's apartment and bled into the hallway leading to its front door, the entire floor already beginning to give off the faint smell of liquor and sex. Some of the guests had paired off and were in various states of undress, pawing at each other and well on their way to becoming fully disrobed right there in the corridor.

The inside was much more scandalous, sounds of grunting and obscene moans coming from the bedroom inside, door wide open as if they were inviting the other guests to stand and watch. Or join in.

You and Laing found a spot to sit in that kept a bit of distance from the fornication, him genuinely seeming interested in your work and the events that led you to the high-rise in the first place. About how long you'd be staying in the city and if you'd already gotten to know the lay of the land where the building's amenities were concerned, offering to show you around in the weekend if you were still here.

Much as you wanted to buy into the notion that someone that was so obviously out of your league was interested in getting to know you, you couldn't help the thought that perhaps he was just investing this much effort into this to try and rekindle something with your sister. The thought wasn't completely unfounded, considering Charlotte's history with having former flings going absolutely astonishing lengths to get into contact with her again to this day for her to direct her attentions their way again. And Robert Laing might be someone that the women in the party looked to and regarded as if he was some sort of sex god with the outright lust on their faces whenever they snuck a glance his way, but he was still a man, after all.

And with the way she was describing him to you earlier, she'd definitely entertained the thought of a repeat performance with him at least thrice. Probably still had the notion on the back burner of her mind even as she chatted it up with another attendee, yet another shockingly tall head turner in a black suit that looked tailored within an inch of its life and slicked back onyx curls with a look on his face that did more than enough to tell you she wouldn't be sleeping alone tonight.

The feel of Laing's hand on yours snapped you out of your thoughts, fingers deftly taking away the empty cup that you'd been picking at with your nails for the last few minutes. "I'll just go get us some fresh drinks. I won't be two minutes." You gave him a nod with a well-practiced smile, his words ringing a little too familiar and conjuring memories of gatherings much like this one sans the public displays of lasciviousness that you'd once attended with Charlotte where the sorry chap that had to accompany you would say nearly those exact words and that would be the last you'd hear from them.

It was a song and dance you were all too familiar with. And after repeat offenses you'd grown numb to it, expecting it, even.

What you weren't expecting was the sharp look that Laing had thrown somewhere behind your shoulder before leaning in and pressing a kiss to your cheek. "Save my seat, darling."

All you could say in response was a stupefied, "Sure."

Not even half a minute after he stepped away someone approached you, positioning himself behind where you were seated on the sofa, denim-clad thigh dangerously close to your shoulder. "Never seen your pretty face at one of these events. Are you new to the building, luv?"

You looked at the man that approached you, the stench of nicotine, alcohol, and lust coming off him in waves. He looked like one of those 'adult film' stars that you'd often find in the tapes that various exes had had hidden away. The man they dreamed of becoming so that they could rut into women that looked like your sister with reckless abandon and get paid for doing a shit job.

"I am." You kept your answer terse. Clipped. You'd dealt with men like this before, and for the most part all they wanted was for you to steer them Charlotte's way. Once they realized how guarded you were they'd leave you well enough alone.

"Smashing," he slurred, shifting his stance until he rested his elbows on the back of the couch, a little more eye level with you and now you could see the dangerous predatory gleam in his eyes. You recognized this look, too. Someone who took rejection one too many times and now he would just let the words roll off his back and take what he wanted anyway.

Someone you should run away from as fast as you humanly could in these god awful heels that Charlotte practically shoved you into. Or maybe if desperate times really do call for desperate measures I could drive the heel through his neck, you pondered quietly.

And despite knowing that he wasn't coming back, you found yourself hoping that Laing would pop up and offer some form of backup in case your hunch about this leering imposing guest was correct.

"The name's Richard Wilder," he said incoherently, a thick meaty hand sneakily trying to move across your shoulder to play with the strap holding your dress up and keeping you relatively decent compared to majority of the party. "Perhaps we can go find a corner somewhere and…get to know each other a little better."

You could feel your stomach recoil in disgust at the implication, partnered with the way a finger had worked its way under your dress strap and he was already leaning in closer and closer, the stench of the cigarettes and alcohol invading your space and searing the path from your nostrils to your brain. "I'm already here with someone," you managed to choke out as you struggled not to take a breath. The lie felt heavy on your tongue, but you wielded it regardless like a makeshift weapon that could maybe ward him off if you said it convincingly enough. "He should be back any second."

Wilder let out a scoffing laugh, his breath on a mission to sever your sense of smell within the next sixty seconds. "Who? Laing? Sweet thing you really are new here. That man's fucked his way through this building and back. You'll be lucky if he remembers your name come Saturday." He shifted even closer to you, pressing his nose into your hair and inhaling like a drug sniffing canine on a mission. "I reckon he's shriveled up down there from getting it wet all the fucking time--"

"Well I always say better shriveled than dry," you shot back, your mouth somehow having lost its filter as the alcohol kicked in and melted away your inhibitions. "You're so obviously bitter over that fact I can taste your jealousy when you exhale. Now please, get gone and find someone else to torment. Or better yet, you could go home and get ahead of that absolute banger of a hangover you'll have in the morning and start sleeping it off."

"Hmmm…bed. Now that is an excellent idea." He moved his hand down your arm until his fingers hooked around your elbow, trying to pull you up to your feet. "Come on, luv. I can make you feel so good you won't ever let me leave your bed even when my wife's knocking down your door with a fuckin' butcher's knife."

"Fucking hell, you're married? You're married and you're still looking for someone to warm your miserable dry cock?" The disgust was already causing your stomach to coil up, the urge to just take off one of your borrowed heels and jam it into the arm that was holding you in place becoming more and more tempting with each passing second. You scanned the room to see if you could discern which of the other guests was the unlucky bastard's wife, finding a heavily pregnant woman seated near the singular exit out into the hall with sad eyes and a scowl on her face as she eyed the man with a sloppy grip on you. "You're vile, Wilder. Go home to your wife and actually try to be a decent human if being a decent husband is too tall of an order for your miserable arse."

He looked as if you'd slapped him clean across the face. "You mouthy little slut where do you get off speaking to me like this?" He pulled on you harder, knocking you off balance and having you struggle to keep from him pulling you over and across the couch. "Don't fight it, little slut. I'll take you somewhere you can put that glib little mouth of yours to good use. Maybe if you're a good girl I'll even let you cum tonight--"

"Wilder get your paws off my date. Now." You could feel the coiling tension in your stomach begin to relax at the sound of Laing's voice over the speakers, an arm wrapping around your waist delicately while the other clamped around Wilder's wrist in a vice grip. "While I still have the inclination to ask nicely."

The burly man released you from his hold, raising his hands in the air with a smug smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "You probably weren't even worth the effort anyway," were his last words before he walked away, setting his sights on another woman and approaching her, a similar look of apprehensive disgust on the woman's face as he no doubt singed her nose hairs with his smell of sweat and cigarettes as he had done you just minutes ago.

"Come on, darling," Laing whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your temple, slowly leading you toward the balcony, the fresh air making you gasp desperately for your next breaths as if you were trying to clear the outright disgust from your encounter out of your lungs. He kept his hold loose on you as you relaxed against the wall, his forehead pressed lightly against yours while he guided you through deep breaths, his woodsy citrusy scent helping to calm you even more. "I shouldn't have left you alone with him on the prowl. I'm so sorry, Y/N."

"Hey don't be so hard on yourself I'm honestly surprised you came back in the first place," you answered back, still slightly feeling the effects of the alcohol on you. "It's alright, really--"

Before you could tell him he could be done with his favor to Charlotte and you'd just go home and sleep off your adrenaline from your unfortunate run in, he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours in a tender kiss. The thrill you felt earlier tonight from him kissing your hand had nothing on how his mouth on yours ignited a flame that quicly spread through your whole body, making your knees buckle as he pressed harder against you, his fingers weaving into your hair as his other arm wrapped around you while he worked his thigh between your legs.

"People like him don't particularly like hearing the word 'no'."

His words were fraught with meaning, like he was giving you a warning of what could befall you if you ever found yourself alone with him again. The mere thought of what could have happened if Laing didn't come around when he did and Wilder succeeded in dragging you off somewhere had you going frigid where you stood.

"Don't trouble yourself, sweet girl." He pressed a soft kiss to your cheek, kissing a trail to your neck. "You'll find soon enough that this place will set things right sooner or later. He'll get what he deserves eventually without any intervention from us. Until that day comes I'll do what I can. Make sure no harm comes to you." You let out a sharp moan of his name when his lips glided across your skin in an open-mouthed kiss, feeling your body grow weak when you felt his tongue lick at your skin. "The best way to do that is to make sure he sees you're spoken for." He kissed his way up to your mouth again, both of you groaning into each other's mouths when his tongue slid past your lips and tangled with your own. "Make him see that you're mine."

"Am I, though?" You cursed your filterless mouth for letting the question leave your lips.

"If you want to be," he shot back with a boyish smile, pressing another kiss to your lips, lightly nipping at your bottom lip. "For the illusion. For the night. For longer. Whichever you choose."

You felt overwhelmed with emotions, but part of you felt inclined to trust in his words that things would be set right soon enough, the conviction in his tone reassuring you and allowing your mind to focus on the fire that was spreading throughout your entire body. The only response you could give him was a little nod before he gave you a devilish smirk and pressed harder against you, his hand sliding down your torso and working its way under your dress.

"Oh sweet girl," he cooed when his fingers slid up the inside of your thigh, coming into contact with the slick fabric of your panties. "Tell me this is for me. Make my night, I beg of you."

He traced up the length of your slit with the tips of his fingers, applying just the slightest bit of pressure when he reached your clit, circling the hardening nub with expert precision and coaxing an answer from you. "Who else…would it be for?" you gasped, arching against him and letting out a moan drowned out by the party going on mere feet away from you.

Your arched back gave him the chance to wrap his free arm around you and pull you flush against him, kissing a trail from your lips down your neck and stopping at the base of your throat, biting and sucking a bruise into the skin. "You'll have to watch your words, darling. You're making it quite difficult to be gentle with you."

Those last words had you throwing all your inhibitions into the wind. "Then don't be. You said you wanted them to see that I'm yours if I wanted to be?" You pulled him by the lapels of his coat into a searing kiss, catching you both by surprise. "I want to be. Kiss me, fuck me, do what you want with me. Show them. Make them all see that I'm yours."

You buried your face in the crook of his neck, muffling your moans into his coat as he pulled the fabric of your panties to the side and slid two sinfully long fingers inside of you, twisting and scissoring at your walls readying you for him.

"Look at me, sweet girl," he growled, pressing you flat against the wall and lightly grasping your chin with his free hand. The sight of his stormy gaze becoming near black from his dilated pupils stole your breath away.

He curled his fingers upwards, finding a spot that made you completely delirious that your thoughts swirled in your head. The only thought that remained, the only one that mattered, was Laing. And the absolute devastation he was about to put you through.

His free hand slid down the side of your body, grabbing your leg and hoisting it up to wrap around his waist, opening you up even more for him and pressing your bodies closer together. The thumping music from the party was overpowered by your heart furiously pulsing in your ears, a knot tightening more and more with every sensuous stroke of his fingers at that tender spot inside you.

"Come for me, little temptress," he grunted, his breath hot against your skin as he rested his forehead against yours, giving you a knowing smile before lightly rubbing tight circles against your clit with his thumb, eliciting a scream of his name that had a handful of people diverting their attention to what was transpiring between you and the building's resident doctor out here in the balcony. You could still feel your walls clenching and spasming even after he'd pulled his fingers from you.

The air left your lungs when he wrapped his hand around your other leg and your feet left the ground before he moved you away from the wall. "What--" Your words died in a high-pitched whine when your back made contact with the cold surface of the table, the sight of Laing standing over you and unbuckling his belt kicking your racing heart into overdrive.

"I think they all need a touch more convincing," he told you, a devilish grin spread across his face as he lined himself up at your entrance and sliding to the hilt inside of you in a single thrust. Watching him throw his head back, neck muscles tense as he let out a moan of pure decadence would be a memory that might stay with you for decades to come. "F-fuck, it's like I was made for you, sweet girl."

He set a steady pace, both of you moaning and screaming into the night every time your hips came together. But what had your mind swimming was the way he lifted your leg and positioned it so that your ankle rested on his shoulder, turning his head to press a tender kiss to the reddening strip of skin caused by the strap of your shoe. The tenderness of the action in stark contrast with the way he rocked his hips into yours making you whine and moan his name like a wolf in heat.

His other hand moved up the side of your body, fingers running along the slit opening at the cleavage of your dress. "May I?"

Your lack of filter once again had you cursing yourself. "You're already inside me, are you really asking permission to touch my tits?" He gave you that boyish smile again as you nodded your assent, his hand quickly working its way under the fabric to move the breezy fabric aside and expose your breast to the cold night air.

Near-obsidian eyes roamed your body laid out on the table before him, from the lustful expression on your face down to where your bodies were connected, the doctor biting his lip before leaning down to slant his mouth over hours in a frenzied kiss, your tongues tangling together as you buried your fingers in his hair. The slightest pull at his short curls had him growling against your mouth before he broke the kiss, making his way down to take your nipple into his mouth, grazing his teeth ever so slightly against the pebbled skin and making you release your hold on him when your eyes rolled back from the sheer ecstasy of it all.

When his thrusts became erratic you felt his hand at the swollen nub above your entrance, you let out a scream of his name as your climaxes overtook you both. You didn't know what came over you when you bit into his neck as you rode out the waves of your orgasm, but he took it as a cue to sink his teeth into the swell of your breast, both of you surely leaving a mark on each other that would stay for at least the next couple of days.

"There's no way I'm letting you drive home after this," he said softly once he caught his breath, pressing soft kisses to your cheek and temple while you were still trying to ground yourself. "Please let me escort you back to your place."

"Don't worry there won't be any driving required," you answered him, your mind still in a haze. "Just a walk to the elevator. 25C."

"Is that so?" You only nodded at him, giving him a fully sated smile as he moved the fabric of your dress to cover you again before tucking himself back into his trousers. He held your hand as he helped you off the table, pulling you into his arms again as soon as you were back on your feet to capture your lips in a tender kiss. "Well in that case…hello, neighbor."

This wasn't how you expected your night to end when you woke up this morning to Charlotte ceaselessly banging on the door to the apartment you'd just moved in to, practically begging you to go to the tenant party to both accompany her and celebrate your new home and the fact that you now lived so close to each other. You were more than ready to have ended the night with aching feet, slightly buzzed, and alone in bed. As you always did.

You didn't expect it to end feeling near boneless after spending the last few hours with the man that had initially been your companion for said party as a favor to your sister, bodies slick with sweat and without a stitch of clothing separating you. Coherent thoughts had ceased to form the second you two stepped foot into your apartment and he immediately hoisted you into his arms and carried you to the bedroom, and he brought you to orgasm so many times you lost count.

There was an air of utterly sexed out bliss that surrounded you that only shattered when both your labored breathing had evened out, and he pressed a kiss to your collarbone and spoke again. "I believe this is where we part ways, sweet girl."

Would it be entirely too dramatic if you said you felt your heart splinter at his words? Probably. But in the moment, that was how it felt. Like a rug had been pulled out from under your feet and you were immediately dropped from a vibrant fantasy world and straight back to the bleak reality that was your day to day.

"Should've known this was coming," you scoffed out, propping yourself up on your elbows as he pulled away, unable to hide the sting of disappointment playing at your features. "Should be used to it by now I really don't know why I even thought you'd be different, but fuck it. That's on me--"

"Wait, Y/N stop. Did…did you think I was about to leave because--"

"You got what you wanted. Fucked the new girl, novelty's gone, probably realized my sister's better, really I'm used to the song and dance. So really, everything's fine. Go. I'm a big girl, I'm not about to cry and moan about it." If only you could have fought against the tears that were stinging at the back of your eyes so you could actually sell the pitch.

"And here I thought you were about to kick me out of bed so I was just beating you to the punch. Leave with a shred of dignity, you know?"

His muttered words felt like ice water washing over your entire body, immediately reaching for him in the relative darkness of the bedroom, your fingertips tracing the marblesque features of his face as you touched your nose to his. "Who would ever be stupid enough to kick you out of bed?"

Your breath hitched when his fingers curled at the curve of your waist, his thumb stroking your skin and lightly brushing the underside of your breast. "If you say you don't want me to go then--"

"Stay." The word came out all too quickly, making you bite the inside of your cheek from how desperate you saw yourself the second you said it. No taking it back, now, you inwardly hissed. Fucking pathetic. "I--I mean only if you want to, if you don't really no harm no foul just pretend I didn't say anything--"

The rest of your words died in a surprised little squeak when he cut you off with a kiss, wrapping his arm around you and maneuvering you so that your back was once again laid flat on the mattress. "I want to," he sighed against your lips.

You two had settled into the center of the bed, your head resting on his shoulder while his fingertips traced down the length of your arm. "For longer," you blurted out, pressing a kiss to the corner of his jaw.

"For longer what, sweetheart?"

The endearment slipping from his lips had your heart doing backflips in your chest. "You said something earlier about being yours if I wanted. For tonight or for longer. There's my answer. For longer."

The smile he gave you somehow shone brilliantly despite the dim lighting of your bedroom, with only the moon providing even the smallest glimmer of light. "You might reconsider that answer once I subject you to my cooking in the morning, darling."

"Well, nobody's perfect, Doctor Laing, but I won't hold that against you."

A/N: Welcome to Kinktober, everybody! I'm a couple days late because I literally just finished banging out (pun absolutely fully intended) the smut scene minutes before posting this. Like I mentioned before, I'm hoping to do 5 stories as an initial goal but I have 15 planned out. Anything that I don't end up making in October will still be made somewhere down the line, it's just gonna move down the priority ladder.

It has been a long while since I wrote smut, so please be gentle, I feel like I am babey again with how rusty I am. And also it's the first time I'm writing Laing so also…be gentle.

I'm already working on the next story which will be 'bath/shower' with an older Magnus Martinsson, so hopefully that'll be reaching your dashes in the next few days 🫡

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not-so-mundane-after-all · 3 years ago

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So I'm doing a thing...was thinking about your most recent piece with Dick and Rachel and how Dick showed Rachel his Mar'i vision in the Pit and I've got to writing.

I'm working on a spiritual sequel to your piece but this time Rachel spends some time with Mama Kory and she tries to pick Kory's brain about how she feels about Dick and how she feels about kids. Because Dick is useless and clearly needs all the help he can get.

It's not done but I've got a few pages written so far that I'm happy with. Hoping to have it done by next week! Here's a snippet:

Kory really was one of the prettiest people she’d ever seen. No wonder Dick couldn’t keep it together around her. That and what he saw in the pit. Rachel really loved Dick Grayson but watching him completely fumble every single interaction he had with Kory over the last three days was truly testing her patience. After he’d shown her what, scratch that, WHO he saw in the pit when he died, Rachel couldn’t get the picture of that sweet little girl out of her head.

I'm sorry WHAT?!

A SEQUEL?! TO MY FIC?!

BESTIE I'M SCREAMING!!! I LOVE YOU OMG WHAT IS HAPPENING?!

I need a moment. I need to sit down. Whew. Wow.

And the premise is just... GENIUS! Rachel's like "Dad's being a total idiot and I need my baby sister like yesterday so it's time to take the matter in my own hands and get him and Mom together ASAP." I LOVE THIS!!! *uncontrollable squealing* I wonder what she's gonna find in Kory's head... And how much is it gonna make me cry...

@escapism-through-imagination you are a total Queen for this, darling. I did not expect it at all but omfg I am so happy right now. You made my day you know? You seriously made my day. And knowing how much you love Rachel and Kory (and Dickkory of course) I just know you're gonna absolutely nail this fic. This little snippet is already making me go insane. It's gonna be pure magic!!!

I'll be (im)patiently waiting for this!!!!

#asks #answered #dc titans #titans #tv: titans #dcu titans #titans season 3 #dick grayson #rachel roth #kory anders #dickkory #mar'i grayson

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kazuhasbunny · 4 years ago

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heyo bestie im brain rotting right now cause of the updated voicelines and going through childe's once again got me horn knee as fucc hehehe there's one that got me going mental barkbarkwoof cause my brain rot head just,,,,,,, 😩

so i just,,,, drop this here /runs away

"whew, dinner was quite the feast." the ginger above you commented casually, as if his dick wasn't buried deep inside you at the moment. he laughed at your pitiful whimpers and moans, letting his thumb brush and wipe the spot of drool slowly dripping on the side of your lips.

"a spot of exercise is in order, don't you agree?" without caring for your reply, he pulled out, leaving the tip at your swollen entrance before grabbing your hips to shove himself fully to the hilt. the motion made you gasp and moan in delight earning a fond laughter from the harbinger. for a brief moment, your lust-filled head is cleared of whatever mind-numbing pleasure you were driven to. seeing that, childe lifted your legs and spread them further apart as he picked up his pace.

"you're mine..." his lips latched onto your earlobe and sucked the sensitive below it as you finally snap and reach your climax. you heard him laugh briefly before darkness overtook your vision.

-🙊

i am . looking whore-ishly . anon , you . dearest . how are you so . the . hsmmshsnshs *cries into pillow* i’ll be listening to his voicelines and have thoughts now ... nothing will ever be the same (good) childe beloved hmsmsns dies

#eli.replies #eli.thirsts #🙊 anon #👀.tartaglia

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wintosavesavetowin · 2 years ago

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NOT SPINNER BITING SHIGGYS HEAD IM LOSING IT AJAJKAQJAK

Bakugou being so secretly happy to see Best Jeanist? Adorable ✔️

Deku trying to move through the pain I am weeping

NEJIREEEEEEEE BABYYYY ARE YOU OKAY

Dabi’s completely insane, psychotic, lunatic laughter. Why am I weak in the knees? Am I okay? No?

SHIGGYS UP OH BOY MACHIA IS GONNA GO OFF HELP

OH NO THE NOMUS ARE HEADING OUT

BURNIN WHAT JUST HAPPENED WHO WAS THAT

Oh my god Dabi V Shoto I’m going to lose it

ARE YOU CRAZY YOU BASTARD? YEAH I AM SHOTO (stop I’m wheezing accurate sibling representation)

Omg Izuku’s face at the nomus coming in. Willing himself to move so he can keep fighting I’m going insane

Oh my god. Bakugou. Bakugou. Bakugou please. His face. What is he going to do I can’t.

Izuku ‘no one’s been saved yet crisis’ Midoriya

THE FACE I MADE MIRIOOOOOOOOOOOOO WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCKKKKK OH MY GODDDDDD I AM SCREAMING WHAT THE FUCK

Eri is so cute I love her looking at dadzawa for permission and he just keeps eating lmao

BAKUGOU YOURE SO GAY. THE RAINBOW EXPLOSIONS LEVELING UP TO SAVE YOUR BABY IM WEAK THIS IS THE GAYEST THING IVE EVER SEEN HE THINKS OF IZUKU BEFORE JEANIST WHO IS THE ONE IN NEED OF HELP IM JUST AHHHHHHHH THE FLIPS THE SCREAMS THE SPARKLES

Okay good Nejire wifey is beating ass again love you girl

IM CACKLING EVERYONE SHITTING ON BAKUGOUS HERO NAME AND MIRO SAID THATS A GREAT NAME 🤩

God Bakugou is sooooo. Mm. Anyway. What a bad ass I want to kiss him. Moving on.

Okay back to Dabi V Shoto let’s get itttttttt! I’m glad you were raised to be a kind boy lol shut up Dabi you clown. LMFAO DABI REALLY SAID ENDEAVOR.EXE HAS STOPED RESPONDING 😂 his laugh is so insane why am I … okay okay lol. His VA really was not playing games with this episode.

YYYYEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH DEKUUUUUUUUU

Ofc mido is the one to rouse Endeavor what an icon

DANGER SENSE LETS GOOOOOOO

Not Shoto calling Endeavor dad again 😭

YEAH KIRI IT PAID OFF YOU GOT MACHIAS ASS BABYBOY

As your big brother I’m so proud. Why is this .. making me emotional?

Iida using Bakugou’s hero name 😭😭😭

Oh shit Compress what you gonna do ??!!!!

The preview? Whew. Can’t wait.

What a wild ride wow iconic. My main takeaway? Bakugou is in love with Deku. Like always. Anyway thanks for joining me see you next week besties

ALREADY SCREAMING CRYING SHAKING AT THE INTRO TO THE NEW EPISODE

THE MUSIC?! THE OVERVIEW OF WHATS HAPPENED SO FAR?! THE EMOTIONS IM FEELING GOODBYE

Okay I’ll be back with more thoughts when I finish

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fatoujallovv · 4 years ago

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gif maker appreciation tag: skamverse edition

tagged by @yaraaimsakul thanks for starting this it’s so cute 🥺🥺

rules: answer these questions and tag anyone you’d like (gif maker or not!) to help spread the appreciation. if you’re not a gif maker, ignore the first part

if you’re a gif maker...

a gifset you’re really proud of: this kieutou set from alt er valentines week i think turned out rlly nice and it was a very tedious process but i was super happy with the result 🥺 also this clip is an all time fave can’t believe i forgot about it for favorite clip day the other day 🤧🤧

a gifset of your favorite remake: i don’t know that i even have one? i have favorite seasons but they’re all over the place skdjfj so let’s go with skamfr s3 the classic ellie favorite 😌 this eliott coloring set turned out looking like cotton candy and i just love him and i usually struggle with big gifs bc i’m obsessed with giffing really long shots sjdjfj but im glad i went with it for this 🥺

a gifset that you wish would get more notes: this lil kieutou set was a lyric from a song my sister loves that she played for me and said this line was her favorite 🥺 and i just love the lyric so much like clicked your heels! and found your hand in mine! like you click your frickin heels and the ruby slippers take you home but home is !!!! a person not a place pls i cry 🤧

a gifset where you tried something new: i’m really proud of this glitch effect set i made the other day i just messed around and did lots of trial and error with textures and coloring etc that i’d never tried before and i think it turned out really cool 🥺 honorable mention to this kieu my set that i tried clipping masks on for the first time :D

spread the love!

a gifset of your favorite remake: let’s keep going with the skamfr s3 thing i present to you miss @luxandobscurus using those braincells to the max with this elu + xo set that genuinely gives me chills it’s soooooo good

a gifset of a remake you haven’t watched/don’t like/isn’t your favorite: i haven’t watched italia nor am i a big fan of noora seasons in general but whew is this eleonora set by bestie @lucasotteli stunning like . wow the colors n clarity are simply beyond comprehension also haven’t watched nl yet ik im ridiculous kajdjf but @rorygilmcre u popped off with this set like i haven’t even watched yet and the vibes feel Right like that’s the aura i get from that remake

a gifset with a cool layout: everything @tsjernobyl does is siiiiiick but the hotel patterns layout is just sooooo interesting!!!! also this polaris set by @smblmn !!!!!!! literally sooooo big brained and incredible like the story unfolds through the gifs i can’t imagine being that patient and talented

tag someone who does beautiful coloring: we don’t really know each other but @alinok 🥺 every one of your sets has such stunning and rich colors they’re all so so beautiful i don’t even think i could pick just one to highlight 🥺

tag someone who inspires you to make gifsets: jovana @yasminasrobbe does such clean yet complex sets and the coloring and the shapes and textures and little details are always so good every set of urs makes me want to open up photoshop and experiment 🥺

tag someone who you’ve discovered recently: @birthdaysentiment obvs i’ve been mutuals with u for a lil while but i feel like u started giffing really recently (correct me if i’m wrong) and you’re already making some seriously gorgeous sets n ur so good at coloring!!! idk if this counts aksjfj but i feel like i haven’t properly “discovered” someone in the past few weeks and my goldfish brain can’t think earlier than that lmao

tag someone who you’ve admired for forever: @nooraevas basically is the queen of everything and i’ve always looked up to her so much as a content creator 🥺 so so talented and lovely ily valentina 🥺💛💛💛 (also tutu i admire u a ton too tehe i hope u notice this all the way at the end of this insanely long post rip sorry for rambling as always)

tagging everyone mentioned + @vexedtonightmares @ijzerengels @buckywilsn @yasminaselamrani @arzkiya-hai @fatoudixon @genjasafin @lifeisevak @hidden-joy @sandersyasmina but pls ignore if ur not feeling like it 🥺💓

#tag game #tutu 💓🌸#tehe spreadin the love 🥰🥰🥰

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Hello, could I request tendou with an S/O who never wears revealing clothing suddenly surprises him one day wearing a virgin killer sweater? Thank you!

I HAD TO SEARCH WHAT THE SWEATER YOU SPEAK OF WAS AND WHEN I SAW IT 😳😳😳😳🥵 WHEW BOYYYYYY—I SEE HOW IT GOT ITS NAME, BECAUSE FAM—

(Pictures below & I love Tendou so much HE’S SO FINE to me 💦like sir plssssssssssssss)

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Tendou Satori Seeing His S/O In A Virgin Killer Sweater For The First Time! 👕

(NSFW) 18+

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Tendou is the most supportive and motivational boyfriend in the world....everybody knows that

He’s literally always lifting you up (mentally and physically) and calling you cute and perfect

He loves the fact that you’re always fully covered because he doesn’t have to kill every guy who turns your way because he knows they’re only wishing you were naked, which was kind of better, if that makes sense

You have no reason to dress the way you do you just do because you like the style. If you can look sexy while fully clothed it was much more chic to you

And your man agreed that you looked sexy all the time in your turtle necks and lose high waisted boyfriend jeans >>>

One day you went to his apartment knowing your red headed baby was probably bouncing off the walls awaiting your arrival

You invited yourself over for the first time because you just finished a full spring cleaning at your apartment and your boyfriend’s could definitely use one too even though he was pretty clean

You packed a big bag of cleaning supplies and headed over to his place

Bby met you at your car and carried everything up for you, insisting on holding your hand with his free hand the entire trip to the 4th floor and swinging your linked hands

“Babe, you’re embarrassing me.” You try to hide your face behind your hair as a family looks at you two grown adults acting like 4-year-olds.

“Oh Y/N, where is your LOVE spirit hmmm???”

“In the house. Where no one can see us.” You said seriously and your boyfriend only started humming happily like you hadn’t said anything.

You both loved being in eachothers company

Your boyfriend’s infectiously overjoyed and odd personality was addicting and he knew it, despite what you said

15 minutes in, Satori had been trying to help you spring clean but he was doing the most trying to dance with you and name each dish so you ordered him to just sit on the couch until you were done

Your initial plan was to have him literally sit on the couch and stay out of your way anyway but he rarely if ever listened

You had to tell him again and again

He fought you on the not helping front but you promised him a reward when everything was complete if he did it and Satori LOVED rewards so he made friends with the couch and turned on the tv

Phew 😅

You put your hair up and opened all the windows in case of dust. you were about to put on your cleaning gloves when you realized you were still in your nice outfit

Luckily in your cleaning bag you packed an extra so you rummaged through the bag where you placed something you’d never ever wear, something you don’t care about because those are fine if they got destroyed with bleach

You find the random sweater that your bestie had gotten you for your birthday that you placed in there. She’s always trying to get you to spice up your wardrobe but you threaten to fight her when she does so now she just buys you things and puts them in your closet

You secretly wear them for paint night or spring cleaning days like today

Knowing you’d never wear something that shows so much skin on a regular day, you slipped it on. it’s a rather odd knit sweater with no sleeves and it fit almost like a short dress. It defied all fashion laws and you thought it was hideous:

Perfect!

While your boyfriend is watching television, you slip back on your gloves and begin with watering his plants

Your cute lanky boy was bobbing his head to some singer on The Voice, cheering his fave on like it was a sport

He jumped on the couch to sing along and dance to the show knowing good and well you hate when he does that because he has broken a lot of furniture that exact same way

“Satori! What did I—oh my goodness!”

Your boyfriend had turned to you mid jump when you yelled his name but because he saw you in the sexiest outfit ever made, he lost his footing and balance on the descent and fell fast to the floor.

“Oh my God!!” You dropped the empty plant watering pot you were holding and raced to your boyfriends side. His eyes were closed for dramatic effect and he was waving his hands in front of him as if he didn’t know that the reason he couldn’t see is because his eyes are closed.

“Satori, baby, are you okay?!” You pat him down to ensure no broken bones and you caress his face. He grimaced.

“My head.......I can’t seeeee.....owww.....”

Your boyfriend groaned with his eyes still closed.

“My poor Tendou! Did you hit your head on the floor?! How many fingers am I holding up?!” You held up four fingers in front of his face while you slipped your other hand under his head so that it was resting on something softer.

Your boyfriend shakes his head and shrugs, his face contorted in pain.

“Open your eyes and maybe you’ll see how many fingers, Satori.” 😑 you say, fighting an eye roll.

“I need.......a doctor..........it hurts to open my eyes!” He exclaimed, clutching his head.

Your heart dropped and your face fell, uber worried that your boyfriend had a serious concussion. “Please open them and try, baby. I need you to identify 3 things in this room and if you can’t then we will go to the hospital. 3 things for me baby, try.”

Tendo squinted his eyes open barely. “I see.....” he cringes and you clutch him tighter. Your heart was beating so fast. Satori moved his head in your hand, looking over at the fallen watering jug.

“I see.....jugs.” He said.

You let out the breath you had been holding in, so happy that your boyfriend was able to identify something correctly. This was a good sign. “Oh my God Satori baby I really thought I’d need to bring you to—wait. Jugs? As in the plural?? How many jugs do you see Satori?”

Your boyfriend shook his head in displeasure at your loud voice. “I see three.” He finished while clutching his head again.

Your internal panic returned. He must be seeing triple since that is a symptom of a serious concussion! This was bad.

“Okay, come on I’m calling Ushijima we are going to the hospital—“

Your spaced-out sounding boyfriend felt the need to elaborate on his answer. He was speaking so softly you had to lean in closer just so you could hear him. “I see one jug over there...” The red head used both his hands to double point to the jug you dropped across the room.

“And two more jugs................................................here.”

His pointing hands moved in a semi circle that you followed with your eyes in confusion, until they landed on your boobs when he said ‘here.’

Gapping at your boyfriend like a fish, you went silent. You looked down at his hands, to his now smiling and very alert face, back to his hands and then back to his face that gave you a wink.

YOU.

WERE.

GOING.

TO.

KILL.

HIM.

Seething, you took a deep breath,

“TENDO SATORI YOU ARE SO DEA——mmmm.”

You started to yell at him but you were stopped because your boyfriend began to massage your boobs in your sweater, knowing that was your utter weakness. You moaned and bit your lip, all the anger you had toward killing him relinquishing from your body and replaced by pleasure.

Your boyfriend smirked as he lifted to sit up on his butt. “Oh no. You cannot get mad at me, little lady.” He tsk-ed, ever the broadway actor. “I still fell because of you, so it’s really your fault, hmmmm?” Through your sweater Tendo pinched your newly hard nipples and flicked them. It felt so nice and soft with the cotton material touching your sensitive areoles but it wasn’t nearly enough.

“Do you even know what this sweater is, beautiful? What it does?” He looked into your lust filled eyes with even darker ones. You shook your head, pressing your boobs into his attentive, so attentive hands.

“Fuck me, of course you don’t.......” He looked you up and down and licked his lips as he went back to groping your boobs pleasurably. “It’s called a virgin killer sweater, you inexperienced princess.” He tweaked your nipples again and came in close to you to kiss up and down your neck. When he pulled back to see you again and saw that you were still in the sweater and not fully covered as always, his semi boner grew to full length.

“Oh, am I going to have fun with you....” Your boyfriend captured you in a heated kiss and slipped one of his hands between your legs to softly massage you through your panties.

When he pulled away you asked him while dizzy, “A what-a what sweater? Virgin? Murder? Huh?”

He chuckled darkly, moving his body so that he was on top of you and you were laying on the carpet. While on top of you he caressed your smooth exposed legs with his hand and then bent to their level so he could land kisses on your inner thighs.

“Legend has it,” he began between kisses as he covers your thighs in hickeys, “That if your girlfriend wears this sweater it automatically kills any virgin man because he would just have to make love to you after seeing you in it.....”

You sighed in pleasure as your boyfriend removed your panties. He always became so serious when it came to sex and it was a parallel to his jokester personality.

But you loved it, especially when he was kissing your inner thighs so close to your needy spot like a damn professsio—

“Oh my G-God Satori,” you moaned as you felt your boyfriend’s long, purposeful tongue lick you from one end of your slit to the other. You were drenched down there from the nipple attention he started with and your boyfriend moaned in satisfaction as he tasted you on his tongue. You arched your back because of the vibrations of his sound.

“S-Satori.... we-we’re on the gr-ground.....”

Ignoring you, your man made a “W” shape with his tongue and dove in, paying special attention to stimulating your clit by encircling it which made you tug on his red hair.

He pulled back to softly blow cool air on your clit and you almost pulled out your baby’s hair because how good it felt!!

“F-fuck—“ you moaned.

After blowing on it to make it cold he replaced it with his warm tongue as to shift you from cold to hot sensations. Your toes curled. He was incredible at oral sex and he knew it.

Your boyfriend reached a hand up the inside of your sweater and grabbed one of your bare boobs, massaging it the way you loved. Usually your boyfriend spread the foreplay out in long sections, using his key ‘cum right now’ techniques like the boob play, the blowing, the moaning on your vag and the “W” at different points to draw out your orgasm, but right now he was combining all of them at once just to turn you on. To make you beg for him now so he could fuck you sooner. He couldn’t wait already, and he knew just how to get you to the same place as him in arousal.

He’s smart.

“I-I need you now, Ten, please—“

You grip his hair trying to pull him up so his dick would replace his perfect tongue. You were about to cum. “I need you inside me now.”

Pinching your nipple and blowing on your clit one more time before sucking it into his mouth, letting it go slowly and then kissing you there (to which you screaaamed his name), Tendou looked up at you with a winning smile. “Oh, that is music to my ears, baby.”

He unbuckled his pants and removed them, along with his shirt.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t tongue fuck you and tease you longer, my love. I had to pull out all the stops right away because I need to be inside you right now. You have no idea what seeing you in that sweater is doing to me, princess.” Fully naked in all his glory, you look down to see your boyfriends hard cock standing at full attention.

“Tendo, I don’t care it felt amazing. I-just put your dick inside me—“

He grinned, circling his dripping precum all over his long dick. He leaned forward on you so that he could use your vaginal juices as lubricant. He rubbed his length between your pussy lips back and forth slowly not entering you yet, groaning as he did so. He was teasing himself like no tomorrow in the process.

You bit your lip and shut your eyes tightly as your orgasm approached without him even being inside you yet. Him lubricating himself on you manually felt too great and your toes curled and your back arched as you screamed his name over and over, riding out your first orgasm of the night.

“Oh my God, Princess.....” Still rubbing his dick in between your soaked and sensitive lips, your boyfriend stared down at you the whole time, only a little surprised that you climaxed so early.

To Tendou, seeing you orgasm while wearing a virgin killer sweater was absolutely the hottest thing HE’S ever seen!

“Y/N you looked unbelievable cumming right now........ Fair warning that I’m not going to be able to pull out. Not today—“ using his hand he spreads your wetness on any area still left uncovered. He stared at your chest in the sweater. “This looks perfect on you......it highlights your every feature. Your tits, your hips, your legs? How did I get you?” His eyes twinkled because he was so proud for managing to court you that he was going to make sure you two enjoyed this.

“The moment I saw you in this sweater my mind told me to stick my dick inside you.... I don’t know. I—“ Satori groaned as he witnessed you spread your legs open for him, wrapping them around his waist, inviting him inside.

“Let the sweater work it’s magic then, Satori.” You coo impatiently. Your seductive voice went straight to his dick as it pulsated on your lips.

He was about to explain to you just how fucking sexy you looked laying splat on the floor, dressed in a virgin killer sweater, face looking as kinds of seductive, but he couldn’t wait any longer. You looked too hot. He guessed he’d just have to show you.

“Fuuuuuuck Y/N.......”

Satori moaned loudly as he pushed inside your gripping walls.

He lifted your sweater up a tad so he could see your naked hips and tugged you closer to him. He was sitting on his knees with your legs wrapped around him.

Satori took three, maybe four slow testing thrusts that made you shudder before he began pounding into your heat rhythmically. Your combined juices were probably making a mess on the floor but neither of you cared because it felt so fucking good. While you and Tendo have fucked before this time was different. Your boyfriend was pounding into you as if he had no control over it and you loved it. It was like he was put under some spell when the sweater came on and you would like to thank the Genie 🧞‍♂️ who sprinkled their magic on this sweater design because you were happily reaping the benefits of its powers.. You moaned so loudly the plants must have heard you.

“You.....can’t....wear.....this.....around....me.” said Ten, matching his words to his thrusts. Seeing you look so sexy being fucked by him dressed like this, Tendou felt his balls tighten. You felt extraordinary inside but the look of you alone was driving him to the edge.

“You.....look......too......fucking.....good.....”

He reached down to rub your clit with his skilled fingers, hoping you were going to come over the edge with him. You arched your back in that sweater when he touched you there and you took it upon yourself to bunch the sweater material between your boobs so that they were naked and free. Satori felt like he was going to pass out by how hot you looked.

“Fuck, princess. You’re so beautiful. I don’t know what’s happening. I can’t even last because you’re wearing this? Shit, I’m gonna—“ Still thrusting and massaging your clit a bit harder now, he reached up to roll your hard nipple between his fingers again with his the other hand.

HOLD UP CAUSE I NEED TO EXPLAIN THIS TO YALL:

THIS RED HEADED SEX GOD HAD BOTH HIS HANDS BUSY STIMULATING YOU AND HE WAS STILL GIVING YOU LONG DEEP THRUSTS: He was a jack of all trades and you were here for it huntyyy!

Moaning like you’ve never moaned before, you screamed your boyfriends name.

Satori was already there but he just knew that you had to cum with him. He was a very giving lover and he always made sure you came before him during penetration, despite whether you came earlier due to his tongue or not. But, now......with you dressed like that.......he wasn’t prepared for how much more turned on he’d be and consequently how much faster his tidal wave of an orgasm would hit him.

It was YOU, and it was THAT FUCKING SWEATER—and then it was you IN that sweater—that made Satori go from playing a joke on you because he only caught a glimpse of you in that: to fucking you silly on the ground when he saw you fully. You in that sweater made him want to empty his balls deep inside your heat over and over every time you wore it until you decide to throw it out.

As you gripped him deep inside your hot box as you always did, the pleasure was enhanced for your boyfriend due to your sexiness in that sweater. It was Satori’s toes’ turn to curl as his head fell back because he couldn’t handle the maximized erotica of watching you AND fucking you.

“I’m.....going.....to........cum........so........fucking......much.... Y/N—“ he moaned sexily.

One more deep stroke was all it took for Tendo to release a 15-second long orgasm inside you. Of course, his orgasm and his deep moans triggered your second one and you also rode out the longest orgasm you’ve ever had.

Still inside you, Satori collapsed with his back leaning on the back of the couch. You moved so that you were straddling him and leaned the entire front of your body on his front. You both panted like you just ran two 50K marathons.

Still trying to catch your breath you said,

“Wow. You’ve never cum that long before, babe. So you mean to tell me that our usual mind blowing sex had another level?!” You ask incredulously as your boyfriend peppered kisses on your shoulder.

“You mean to tell me that I can make you feel even better just by wearing this?! I’m not taking this off then.”

Tendo who had oddly already caught his breath, stood up with you still in his arms. He was usually all up for cockwarming after sex but that would be a no-go right now when you were looking so delectable. His dick hardened inside you as he walked you both around to the other side of the couch.

“Be careful what you wish for, Y/N.” your gorgeous red head warned as he placed you down on the couch and started sucking on your neck. You moaned as Tendo’s length twitched inside you. “Because you’re still wearing it now, and one of the side effects of this sweater isn’t only longer... stronger.. orgasms—“ He pulled out to thrust deep inside you, earning a moan from you both. Ten was horny again. “—It’s also its ability to make your boyfriend want to go again, and again, and again.....”

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