#you don't understand I'm *obsessed*

[not-so-rosyyy]

OHHHHH, you mad? well, there's nooo. remedy. for that. bitches. i know you hear me. you've asked for the visuals! you've CALLED for the queen! BUT A QUEEN MOVES AT HER OWN PACE, BITCH. deciiiides when she wants to give YOU a fucking taste. so, get your fork. and your spoon. if you got one.

[galaxiaborealis]

The Wildheart

Fenn appreciation post #3

[coinofsilver]

i watch the batman 2022 for the plot

the plot:

[jonathanbyersphd]

Y'all think I can bring my laptop to those night shifts and make the Electric Touch Jancy edit or???

[ipusingularitae]

LISTEN, FOLLOW MY LEAD, LOOK-

this songs. Ead x Sabran. that's it.

[riikiblr]

blonde hair ni-ki supremacy❗❗

[minchananigans]

is it obvious I have a top 3 in this album? 🙃

[sunflowerseob]

WHEN I TELL YOU I WOULD DIE FOR THIS COUPLE ‼️

Part 1 already destroyed me and then this brought me back to life just to ruin me all over again 😔 I hate how good you are at writing the dom/sub dynamics it's literally ruining my life 😩 But also please never stop ily this was so good ughhhhhh

Angel's Thoughts ☆ Hwang Intak

18+ MDNI

☆ intak x afab!reader

☆ wc: 2.4k

☆ warnings: established relationship, pet play, collars/leashes, pegging, anal fingering, cock stepping, dirty talk, hand jobs, cunnilingus

☆ an: glorified pt. 2 of good boy as promised (*´꒳`*) but you definitely don't have to read that to enjoy this one! :3 title is base off this song that i think represents this fic pretty well (//∇//)

On his hands and knees, Intak kept still in his position on the floor. The hardwood gave him no comfort, leaving his skin tender and red. There was a wet sheen to his body, like sweat had formed, drying only from the passage of time. The collar around his neck looked like it was on a peg too tight, the metal leash hanging unceremoniously from his neck, falling against the floor.

His hair stuck to his forehead even as he hung his head, his limbs flexing and trembling under his weight. You had only just walked through the door, but Intak must have been sitting there for hours.

You crept over to where Intak was kneeling. “Is this what my pretty puppy begged me to come home for?”

He shook his head yes. The text from him earlier sounded so desperate, like he hadn't seen you in weeks. In reality, it had only been less than 12 hours prior. With his head still facing the floor, you took a fistfull of Intak’s hair into your hand to tilt his neck up.

“Use your words,” you told him, let go of his hair, with Intak keeping his head up as if you had just molded him into place. Your nails ran against his jaw before gripping his full cheeks in between your thumb and fingers, making them look even more bloated. “What exactly were you wanting me to do?”

Intak’s voice came out slightly muffled from your hold. “I want you to fuck me, please,” he confessed, remembering his manners.

There had been a shift ever since you had teased Intak about his dog-like nature. It had become something he leaned into, taking an obedient approach to his behavior when he was with you. In bed or not, Intak upheld his loyalty through his acts of service.

You were originally just teasing about the collar, until he came to you with a listing pulled up on his phone, asking if you liked the color. It was so nonchalant, as if he had given you a normal question to answer. You noted how his big eyes pleaded when you eventually gave him a puzzled look after staring at the website for too long. Delivery was quick, the collar arriving in the mail along with its accompanied leash.

You’d be a liar if you said you didn't love standing above him like this, taking over the dominant role for him to get off. It was you who started this whole mess, if you really thought about it, and you weren't about to ruin all the fun. There’d be a reserved spot in hell if you were to deny Intak's wishes.

Dropping your hand from his chin, your grip found its way to the leash that limply hung from where it was chained to his neck. “Has puppy done anything to deserve that?”

Intak shook his head no this time, his face dropping in supposed defeat. With a pull of the leash, his torso was lifted to face upward, the collar that encased his neck making the skin around it red and angry whenever you tugged.

“I know what I can do for you, but what can you do for me?” You continued after Intak only huffed out in response.

He was eye level to your pelvis, allowing him to easily hook his fingers under the hem of your skirt, slipping it down your legs to reveal your underwear underneath.They were plain and simple, and yet Intak looked at you like he was just given his last meal on earth. You swore you saw him lick his own lips before plunging his head down to mouth at your still clothed cunt, the fabric getting soaked with his saliva the moment he connected with your cotton panties.

You pulled him back with the leash. “Don't rush like that. At least take me to the bed first,” you instructed.

From the edge of the bed you watched as Intak crawled behind you, taking the last few steps before being in the same proximity as before. His face was flush, and when his eyes flickered up to catch yours, you could see how dilated they had become the longer he stared at you.

“Can I touch you?” Intak’s voice was practically a whisper.

“Slowly,” you told him.

He took his time taking off your underwear. He dragged them down your thighs, keeping his eyes on yours the entire time as he did so. It was like he was watching for your reaction, making sure the speed he was going was to your liking.

When his mouth came back, you could feel Intak hot breath against your skin, sprinkling kisses on your inner thigh before placing one right in the middle where your clit was. It made you jump out of your skin, the sudden contact sending a jolt down your spine. Even his kitten licks were awakening the ache that was starting to build in your gut.

Intak continued to lap at your cunt, his drool mixing with the slickness between your legs had begun to drip down his chin and onto the bed below him. His shy movements had turned hungry, sucking and licking once he was left on his own accord to abuse your swollen clit with his tongue. The fire in his eyes was apparent as he continued to look at you as he ate you out.

Against the end of the bed, Intak had started to press his body continuously, again and again, rutting his hips into the mattress. With a swift push of your foot, he was separated from relieving any pressure that was forming in between his legs. The leash attached to his neck kept him from straying away once you wrapped it around your hand, securing him in place.

“Are you already hard for me?” You asked, your foot swinging back down to inspect Intak’s cock.

Your toes met at the head before sinking towards the base, pressing your foot into the shaft. You could feel Intak wince out, taking his lips off of you only to call out your name, followed by a curse. as if he was begging you for something. You pushed harder, trapping his dick against his navel, precum leaking down to create a mess on your skin. It was warm and sticky, your toes being able to reach back towards the top once you were satisfied with the way you were stepping on Intak’s cock.

Using the leash, you pulled Intak impossibly closer, his face getting smashed into your heat. He continued his work his mouth, lapping at your clit before traveling down to thrust his tongue in your hole. The heel of your foot pressed down, making him groan from the straining compression. It sent a vibration up your spine, a numbing pleasure taking over your body as you watched Intak whimper below you.

Your hips began to move by themself, Intak’s tongue getting dragged back and forth in his still position. “Make me cum, or I’m going to step on your balls next,” it was an empty threat, but your message was well received, Intak following your steady rhythm with his mouth.

The wave that crashed into you was violent, like a storm had come barreling through your body as you came. Your vision blurred, the image of Intak on his hands and knees overtaking your thoughts as you closed your eyes. The leash in your hand was replaced with a fistful of Intak’s hair, gripping at the root to ride out the reminisce of your orgasm. It didn't matter if he couldn't breath, or how your cum was now dripping down his chin and onto the bed.

It took you a second to catch your breath. The grasp you had on Intak loosened, allowing him to begin covering your thighs in more kisses. He traveled his way up this time, only stopping when he reached your lips. He planted a wet kiss, making you taste yourself on his tongue, his mouth warm with bitterness to it. He was towering over you at this point, his body acting like a shadow as he rested both of his hands on either side of you.

You pulled back from his kisses, your eyes catching how his full lips glistened with saliva. Taking two of your fingers, you reached up to place them against his mouth.

“Open,” you demanded.

Intak followed your orders by opening his mouth, sticking his tongue out flat to take your fingers in. He closed his lips around them, making you feel him begin to suck and spit all over. It wasn't long before you took them away, pulling them out with a small pop. You quickly replaced them with your lips, licking into his mouth as your fingers found their way to his ass.

You circled around the puckered skin before sinking a wet finger in. Intak’s arms had given out at that point, his chest pressing against yours as you started to pump your fingers. Even though he had stopped his kisses, Intak’s brain only being able to multitask so many things, he kept close, moaning against your lips when you would hit particularly deep.

The squelching sound of your fingers filled the room. “You're so pathetic, trembling above me like that. Does anyone else know how big of a pervert you are? Or just me?”

Intak let out a guttural whine, rutting against your stomach, wiping precum that had leaked from his cock against your stomach. “Just you, just for you,” he hissed out.

You took away your fingers. “Roll onto your back for me,” you told him.

Unceremoniously he shifted his body so that he was now laying next to you, freeing you from under him. Flat on the bed, Intak’s damp tan chest rose and fell, breath hitching when you went to grab the pink phallic silicone that was attached to a black belt like strap. There had only been a handful of times where you had gotten the chance to use the dildo on Intak, the effort to savor a moment like this usually became a lost artform whenever you two got at each other's throats.

Attaching it to your waist and slicking it with lube, you sat yourself in between Intak’s legs. His chest was flush, a pink blush traveling up all the way to his ears. He had drapped his forearm across his face, trying to shy away from the incriminating emotions he was never able to control. Panting like a dog, his docile position was interrupted when you went to move his arm out of the way.

“Don't hide from me. Why would you want to hide that pretty face anyway?” You asked rhetorically, lining the wet pink dildo against his hole. “Are you embarrassed?”

All Intak could do at that point was whimper out as the head of your cock disappeared inside of him. Hiking one of his legs over your shoulder, you used his strong thigh muscles to guide you deeper. New beads of sweat formed around Intak’s hairline, his face scrunched up into a scowl as you took your time inching yourself in. Two forces of emotions fought for dominance across his face, interchangeably going from pain to pleasure.

Intak’s entire body shuddered when you bottomed out. He was already looking completely fucked out and you hadn't even began to move, his dick twitching as it heavily laid against his navel, more precum leaking out onto his own stomach.

“Full,” he managed to mumble out.

Rolling your hips back, you thrusted forward, burying the dildo into Intak’s stretched ass. The best part of all of this was how Intak looked beneath you, his moans and tremors sending a deep heat to the pit of your stomach. You thrusted again, starting a steady pace that made him throw his head back and mouth fall open, like his jaw was about to unscrew from its hinges. His hand reached for his cock that was swollen and red, but managed to stop himself before getting caught.

“What, do you want to touch yourself? You’re so sensitive, I bet you were waiting for me for so long,” you cooed. “I don't even think you need to do that to cum.”

Intak whined out, but didn't protest. His weighted cock bobbed as you continued to fuck into him, looking as though he could get himself over the edge at any moment. One of your hands went to grab at his chest, kneading the soft flesh before swiping your thumb across his nipple. Your other hand was gripped around his leg that was hooked over your shoulder, grinding down on the inner thigh of his other leg as you had him in this sideways position. The chain around his neck jingled.

“Please,” Intak breathed. “I’m– oh my god, please,” he rambled on.

“Please what?” You slowed your pace.

Intak’s face twisted into frustration. “Can I please cum? Please make me cum, plea-,” you cut off his aimless blabber by dropping your hand to wrap it around his cock.

Feeling your own orgasm build, you thrusted into Intak at the same speed as your hand, feeling how it jumped and swelled the longer you held on. He was a sobbing wreck by the time you finally allowed him cum, with him cursing out loudly, his whole body tensing as hot streaks of his own cum painted his stomach. The friction from his thigh was enough for you to spill over the edge once more, shaking above him, your hand leaving his shrinking shaft to dig your fingernails into his leg as you came.

You rutted against him, riding out your orgasm before pulling out, Intak gasping when the fullness was lost. His eyes were heavy, threatening to close from his own volatile orgasm. He could fall asleep at any moment, drying cum pooling on his stomach and all. Hitching your leg over Intak to get off of him you detached the strap on from your waist, getting out of bed to stand beside it.

You reached your hands out in a grabbing motion. “Come here, let's get you washed up.”

He extended his arms to clasp his hands into yours, picking himself up from the bed to follow you to the bathroom. Before turning the water to a comfortable temperature, you reached around his neck to take his collar off, throwing it off into an unknown direction. Pulling Intak into the porcelain shower, you squirted a healthy amount of body wash onto your loofah to clean off reminiscence of your night spent together.

“You’re so good to me,” Facing behind Intak along with the sound of running water, you barely caught his confession. Wrapping your arms around his waist, you began to pepper kisses against his back in response.

"It's 'cause you're my good boy."

[loveisactivated]

[brucie-baby]

nietzsche & batman/superman: world's finest

[hansoeii]

Trent Crimm!

[hedwig221b]

several sentence sunday monday

Thanks for the tag, @endwersed!💗 I'm shaking with the need to share this wip that I've been writing for @hotgirlstiles and as it won't see the light until I finish it, I thought I'd treat all of you lovely kittens with this piece

Carefully, he inspected Stiles’ face since the omega refused to meet his eyes. “Do you want a second date?”

Stiles was silent for as long as he could afford, and then murmured a quiet and guilty, “No.”

Sharp satisfaction splashed upon Derek’s insides like burning acid.

“Want me to reject him for you?” he asked with his head inclined.

Stiles stiffened with one steak lifted above the plate. He turned his big eyes at Derek.

“You’ll do that?” he asked in awe-filled disbelief.

Derek clenched his teeth so as not to blurt out all the things he was ready to do just for that gaze alone.

“Yes,” he said simply.

Stiles bloomed with a breathtaking smile. For the first time that day, it was completely genuine, fresh like the first rays of sunshine on the morning dew. His eyes shined and his cheeks went pink with pleasure.

Derek couldn’t look away, even if he wanted to.

“Thank you,” said Stiles with a true shyness this time trembling in his voice.

Unable to speak, the wolf nodded.

He wanted to run again. Not away, but just run to expel the energy, the rage, and elation that built in him from being near Stiles. All his senses were on edge, strung tight like a cord, ready to snap and take.

How much would Stiles fear him were he to know how close Derek was to wolfing out? Would he run? Would he scream when Derek inevitably chased?

The tips of Derek’s fingers shook with restraint. He clenched them into fists.

He didn’t talk much after that, closer to his wolf than usual. He couldn’t tear his gaze — most certainly intense and uncomfortable — from the now relaxed omega. Derek waited until Stiles took the first bite before taking his own — something that was easily missed by the omega who hardly knew any of the werewolf traditions and what it meant when the alpha steps aside and let you lead.

Stiles crawled under his skin where the fur lay hidden, waiting for a chance to burst and growl. He went further, through Derek’s muscles and his veins — his very flesh — to settle there as if he owned the place.

Derek tasted the food that the omega made for him — god if only he knew — and hungered for the taste of the future with him.

He wasn’t alone in that hunger, though. Oh, no. Those filthy vermin wanted Stiles, too. In fact, one of them sat not even an hour ago across from Stiles, just like Derek did now, and fantasized about the same things.

Yet, Stiles came back to him. He came back because he knew Derek could provide for him just like he wanted. Stiles came back and asked the wolf to get rid of his rival.

If only Stiles knew.

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[scootersscooter]

the best friends ever actually

[jonathanbyersphd]

Thinking about them (Jancy in-between s1 & s2) again.

[my-rose-tinted-glasses]