#//BUT I GET SHY AND YANNO? FUCK IT

[anemcia]

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Ancient Drabble meme I’ve needed to get to LMAO ;0; - [NO LONGER ACCEPTING]

🌊  𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆  🌊   -  CELL X HONEYDEW

Cell loathed her more than usual, but not for the reasons he once understood. The gears of their relationship had turned unexpectedly, a foreign entity nestled comfortably in the depths of his very core. Hands would twitch and curl, praying for a chance to claw out this disconcerting invader; futile as he unfortunately knew it to be. He became careless, weak, desperate, all for a lowly human well overdue for disposing. She had grown too familiar, foolish enough to entertain utter monotony at her behest. Games, movies, idle chit-chat, standing closer each time before they had inevitably cornered themselves into a direct confrontation. He was sure they had argued over something banal, bickering slowing and tensions heating abruptly. Honeydew’s scent had changed soon after, one he would grow to familiarize in these ‘situations’.

What should have remained ‘professional’ between the two had spilled from his fingertips, enamoured with the soft complexion of her cheek as he currently caressed it. For all the training time he’s spent beating her into submission, never once did he acknowledge how tender flesh could be. Honey’s candid gaze remain steady against his own, a mixture of uncertainty and trust silently laid before him. It stirred warmth in his features, subtle yet noticeable from this distance. He leaned closer, just enough to feel his breath dance against her neck. Strange... To think this is not the first time he had seen her nude figure in full, circumstances greatly differed from the context they share now. Now that he has the time to process-- he hasn’t been able to take his eyes off his farmer. 

“...Are you that confident I won’t kill you? Brave as you are, your glaring naiveite is just as apparent. What are you hoping to gain from me? Love? Are you sure that is what you want? It could very well become the thing that damns you...” He asks, almost hesitantly, before his lips locked themselves against her own. A muffled gasp was all he could hear, noting how quickly her body released tension and relaxed. Pulling away suddenly, another pause fell between the two as he collected his next set of thoughts.

“And yet, your luck is seemingly endless. So many times have you defied me, enraged me, impressed me... Perhaps I am finally seeing why you are so special to me. There is no one else who could... Challenge my boundaries and live to see another day-- at least no one of your kind. You... Fascinate me.”

It was painfully clear she racked her own brain for responses, anything to match his own confession without overtly gushing. While their entire time together was far from perfect, the smaller moments of peace had, ironically, turned the tides in equal interest for one another. Her chin trembled, so caught up in her attempts to spit out a single word that he had all but caught her lips once more, applying heavier pressure than the last. Arms would instinctively wrap around his neck, pulling him that much closer into their kiss that it was practically suffocating. This posed no problem for Cell, relishing in her struggle for breath until he allowed it.

A sharp rise in hunger quickened his movements as her scent grew stronger, one hand gripping the back of her hair as the other clasped firmly against her rear, earning a quieted yelp from his victim. In spite of the mental haze thickening, she would find her voice just before he would continue his onslaught of affections.

“You...! Y-You fascinate me just as much!... I’ve learned so much as your student and I don’t ever want to stop, not even after I become the strongest Earthlin’. I can’t predict what the future holds, whatever it is you choose to do with it-- but I... Want to be there with you. Always. As long as you wait for me, I’ll wait for you.”

“...”

He stared at her, longer than what he had intended. Maybe it was the way she phrased it, but he could not shake the feeling that a silent promise was made. For as much as he yearned to be away from the farm and out of this human’s life, he can no longer picture a life without her presence. No one else but her could receive such an honor, passionately commemorating their revelations with intimacy that would now occur a bit more regularly.

#《🌊》𝑳𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒆𝒂𝒔 [Drabbles] #risingsouls #//THIS... TOOK FOREVER #//BUT I GET SHY AND YANNO? FUCK IT #//MY STORY DAMN IT #//i still have a few drabbles to go so JKFGJJKBFKFS #《🌊》𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑾𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 [Not SFW] #//ish #《🌊》𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒚 ::》[ CELLDEW ]

[spotsupstuff]

oughhhh I.T. and preacher’s story gets so much more terrifying once you learn how the mass ascension played out

DJNFSKJGNK i offer Two ✌ silly teenage bros while hiding behind my back an absolute horrorshow of a political dystopia which Will also Win at the end of this society's story

we have fun times in the Ancient town. bro hasn't gotten to even grow to legal drinking age, my man missed out on beer!!!!! got shoved face first (can't scream without a head) into religious acid at 16 while crying!!!

#spot says stuff #rw #oc tag #ask to tag #i dont have a 'wont shy away from [nasty stuff]' in my pinned post for nothin! ya wont get thought provoking stories if yhold too back imo #smth absolutely horrible had to happen to cause a religious extinction of a whole sapient species n i shall Poke #'i dont like horror!' i say even though ive slowly turned into a rw ancients blog. they have inherent grueling horror to them #fun fact though! they get to meet n hang out with Zephyr :) #granted after they forge a bond (cuz ofc they do who the fuck am i) they get forcibly taken away from her by the other high circles #but yanno. she gets to have some nice times with them at least

[lomlhwa]

twin bitches (j.yh + c.jh)

pairing: roommate!yunho x roommate!reader x roommate!jongho

preview: your roommates are so sick and tired of hearing about your lack of sexual activity. so, they fix it for you.

tags/warnings: fem reader, threesome, oral (f+m.receiving), monster cocks for both of them, use of the color system, two cocks in one hole can i get a wahoo, praise, degrading, mean dom jongho + sweet dom yunho, mating press, so much dirty talk, slapping, some voyeurism, hand kink, fingering, breath play, pet names (slut, good girl, whore, our girl, baby, pretty girl), yunho likes to be called yuyu thank you, spanking, vibrator torture, edging, unprotected penetration (wrap it before you tap it), a couple creampies

trigger warnings: n/a

wc: 2.6k

song recs for this fic: topia twins by travis scott, soaked by shy smith

a/n: hnnngrggnn

It's late at night when you finally press your key into your front door. you can hear your roommates yelling at each other. you automatically assume that they're gaming. and you’re right. you find them sitting on opposite sides of the couch, screaming about their game and pounding on the buttons of their controllers. you can’t help but find it at least a little cute.

jongho looks up from the game for a split second to acknowledge you before nudging yunho. “oh y/n! you’re home!” yunho throws his headset off and runs over to you. your big golden retriever roommate loves to hug you when you get home. it’s endearing. you wrap your arms around his waist as he crashes your face into his chest. you can hear jongho press the power button on their console and get up from the couch. 

“how did your date go?” jongho asks with a stoic look on his face. it’s your 3rd date this week. you sigh, your shoulders dropping. you hate admitting that it’s yet another date that’s gone south. “he said he didn't see me as anything more than a friend.” jongho rolls his eyes, scoffing at your response. “that’s such bullshit,” he says, his tone highly unimpressed by your response. “i don’t understand how all of these men are treating you like this.”

you shrug, walking over to the couch where the two of them had originally been sitting. you throw your head back and cross your arms over your chest. your roommates plop themselves down on either side of you, watching to see what your next move will be. “yanno, i’m not even upset about not having a boyfriend,” you admit, turning your head to the left to look at jongho. “then what are you upset about?” yunho asks from the right side of you. the tone of his voice gives you an inkling that he knows what you’re gonna say. you grow a mischievous look on your face before turning to look at him. “i’m upset that i’m not getting fucked. like at all.”

as soon as those words leave your mouth, both your roommates collectively sigh. “what?! it’s a valid complaint!” you exclaim, looking at the both of them in disbelief. you watch as they share a secretive look. confusion spreads across your face. “what the fuck was that?” you ask, wondering what they could be planning. before you can ask anymore questions, jongho throws you over his shoulder. 

“genuinely what is happening right now?” you exclaim, kicking your legs, almost making jongho falter. yunho grabs your ankles tightly, forcing you to stop kicking. “stop being a fucking brat,” yunho demands. you halt every movement so quickly you could’ve sworn your heart stopped too. you can feel heat pooling between your legs at the tone of yunho’s voice. finally, jongho throws you down onto your bed. they both stand above you, arms crossed. they look at each other and then back down at you.

“alright, this is what’s gonna happen since you’re such a whore,” yunho starts. you open your mouth to protest the vulgar name and jongho slaps you straight across the face. “you don’t speak unless spoken to.” you can’t even deny how wet this is making you. yunho gives jongho a smile before continuing. “we’re gonna use you however we see fit and you’re gonna fucking like it.” you squeeze your legs together, your core begging for attention. jongho takes notice of this and forces your knees apart. 

“color?” yunho asks. “very green,” you respond. you almost smile before they both move closer to you and then your face drops. yunho collapses to his knees between your legs and jongho moves towards your upper half. yunho removes your pants so gently, you can barely even tell he’s between your legs. the way he looks up at you, almost desperately, could make you cum on the spot. jongho on the other hand, rips your shirt in half with ease before throwing it somewhere. he grips your jaw, squeezing your face with one hand to force your mouth open. “you’re gonna look so pretty with a face full of cock, baby,” jongho says as he opens his belt with his other free hand. 

you’re so focused on jongho’s words and movements that you had forgotten about where yunho was. that is until you feel his tongue lick a stripe up your thigh. you shoot your eyes in his direction, watching as his mouth inches closer to where you need him most. “she’s so wet, jongho. she’s into this,” yunho says, pulling your underwear off. “i think she really wants us to use her.” you can hear the smirk in his voice. jongho shoves his pants and boxers mid-way down his thighs as he laughs. “of course she is. she’s our little slut,” he says as he shoves his cock down your throat. you gag around him almost immediately, despite only being able to take just under half into your mouth. simultaneously, yunho shoves his face into your core, lapping up the slick that had been leaking out of you. 

the mix of the sensation of your throat being abused and your cunt being cared for so gently sends your brain into a frenzy. you buck your hips up against yunho’s mouth, searching for more intense pleasure. jongho holds your face tightly, making sure you’re watching him while he fucks your mouth. he looks at you with dark, focused eyes, keeping a steady pace in your throat. you feel a loss of heat as yunho pulls away from your core, leaving your throbbing. you wonder where he’s going but you physically can’t look away from jongho. you don’t have to wonder for long when you hear the familiar buzzing of your vibrator. panic sets into your chest, knowing you have no escape. “dirty girl keeping her vibrator in the most obvious place,” yunho says. you can hear him click through the different vibration settings before settling on the basic one. 

jongho pulls out from your mouth before removing his pants and boxers completely. he settles behind you, resting his legs on either side of your waist. yunho gets back down between your legs, running the vibrator up your thigh. “this is gonna feel so fucking good, baby,” he mumbles before pressing it directly to your clit. your hips jolt at the high vibration setting he has on, sending electricty through your veins. you dig your nails into jongho’s thighs, throwing your head back against his shoulder. yunho presses the vibrator into your clit harder, making you borderline stop breathing. your vision becomes fuzzy as your orgasm comes racing towards you like a train. “gonna-” is all you can get out before cumming harder than you probably ever have in your life. yunho never lets the vibrator falter, keeping it pressed on your most sensitive spot.

jongho wraps a strong hand around your throat, squeezing just enough to have you gasping for air. yunho digs his teeth into the soft skin of your inner thigh, watching as you clench around nothing, searching for some distraction from the immense pleasure. “plea-ah-se” you stutter, trying to get words out through jongho’s grip on your airway. “please what, whore?” jongho says against your ear, demanding more words out of you. “need your fingers yuyu,” you plead, your voice cracking. you’re desperate for anything to fill your hole, and yunho knows how much you love his hands. he smiles, obliging to your request. he shoves two fingers knuckles-deep into your sopping cunt. he drills them in an out of you at an unfathomable pace, sending another orgasm crashing into you. your legs tremble at the sensation of everything continuing despite your obvious orgasm.

in fact, yunho adds a third finger and sets the vibrator to the next highest setting. you let out a strangled scream, your nerves lighting themselves on fire. your knees slam together painfully, trapping yunho between your legs. you hear a sinister laugh behind you before your legs are pried apart by a pair of strong hands. you gasp at the sudden rush of air to your lungs and also being splayed open perfectly for your roommates. “please, i can’t do it anymore. it’s too much,” you plead, another orgasm creeping up on you already. “oh, you don’t wanna cum again? okay, baby,” yunho says as he takes his fingers and the vibrator away right before you can cum. you whine, your failed orgasm leaving behind a painful sting. jongho leans forward slightly to kiss your jawline; the sweetest gesture he’s shown so far. while your focus on him, yunho presses the vibrator against you again. your eyes roll into your skull, your previously failure orgasm rushing towards you again. “i’m gonna-” you’re cut off once again by yunho halting all movement. “yuyuuu~,” you whine, your legs begging to close.

“color?” yunho asks once more, placing the now off and very wet vibrator on the floor. through heaving breaths you reply; “yellow.” yunho coos at you, kissing your thighs. “okay, baby. we’ll give you the main event now,” he says as pulls his shirt over his head. jongho slips out from behind you to follow suit. you can’t help but get lost in the sudden lack of body heat. it doesn’t last for long when jongho slots himself between your legs. “i’m gonna get you started, slut. yunho will be all nice, treat your pussy with respect and let you cum, but i won’t. i can’t even be bothered to wear a condom while fucking you.” you open your mouth to protest but he cuts you off by shoving his cock completely inside your hole. his length is impressive as it is but the girth is what has your eyes crossing. the stretch stings and it takes over your senses for at least 10 seconds before you come to. 

jongho starts thrusting into you at an almost inhuman pace, loud skin-slapping sounds filling the room. you can’t help but wonder where yunho has run off to. your eyes search the room before finding him sitting on your computer chair, pumping himself while he watches jongho fuck you. your eyes trail down to his cock and you can almost swear your eyes fall out of your head. is it even humanly possible for it to be that long? you can’t wonder for long when you feel another sharp slap come across your face. “look at me, you whore. i know you’re our girl but i’m the one balls deep inside you right now.” your eyes dart back to him, making fierce eye contact. his black hair is sticking to his forehead as he looks down between you. he watches as his cock appears and disappears inside you. “ah fuck, g-gonna cum jongho,” you grip his forearm and wrap your legs around his waist. “i don’t fucking think so,” he says as he pulls out of you, ripping yet another orgasm away from you.

yunho tuts as jongho pulls away from you. “you’re treating her so unfairly. we’ve taken 2 orgasms from her already.” yunho looks at you with such pity that you could almost cry. jongho looks at you like you’re nothing more than a talkative sex doll. “she’s so tight, yunho. i don’t know if she can take both of us at once.” your eyes dart between them, hearing them talk about you taking both at once. “both? what are you talking about? in one hole?” you ramble. they both collectively laugh at your visible panic. “of course. you wanna cum, it has to be on our cocks. that’s your only option, pretty girl,” yunho says to you, followed by the sweetest golden retriever smile. you clench around nothing at the stark contrast between his words and his smile. 

“i can do it!” you cry out, crawling towards them. you grab their arms and look at them with eyes full of desperation. “at least let me try.” yunho caresses the top of your head, making kissy faces at you. “of course you can try. you’re such a good girl, i’m sure you can do it,” he encourages you. jongho scoffs, rolling his eyes. “yeah she can try, but i don’t think it’ll work.” before you can reply with a snarky comment, jongho lifts you bridal style. “your precious yuyu is gonna lay under you, okay?” he explains as yunho lays down on your bed. jongho spins you around and places you chest to chest with yunho. “hi, pretty girl. are you ready?” you nod, still feeling unsure. you feel him reach down between the two of you to align his throbbing cock up with your cunt. he slides in with ease, his tip just barely kissing your cervix. he’s much longer than jongho but jongho’s girth stretched you out enough for yunho to slide in comfortably.

you shiver as you feel a pair of hands run up your ass. “you’re gonna look so fucking slutty with both our cocks inside you, baby.” a sharp smack lands on your ass cheek and you’re almost 100% sure it left a handprint. you feel the tip of jongho’s cock brush your already full hole. as he starts to push into you, yunho brings his lips to yours. he kisses you with soft passion, trying to keep you distracted. the stretch is unbearable, to say the least. you let out strangled moans against yunho’s mouth, scraping your nails into his shoulders. once they’re both bottomed out, they freeze. your walls pulse as you try to adjust. “mmf please move,” you mutter, hoping they could hear you. 

they both pull out simultaneously, emptiness flooding you. they both slam back into you so hard that your whole body jolts forward. your senses are on overdrive, trying to understand the pain and pleasure that fill your abdomen. you’re scared that if you dig your nails into yunho’s shoulders any harder you’ll draw blood. “color?” yunho says, his voice sounding strained. “green, green, oh my god,” you respond. finally, they move in sync with each other, emptying you and refilling you at the same time. “i can’t, i can’t, too much,” you babble, your legs trembling. “yes you can. you were made for this,” jongho replies, slamming into you extra hard. yunho strokes your hair as he thrusts up into you. “i’m so close, please let me cum, i need it, please,” you beg, your eyes watering. yunho and jongho look at each other, as if trying to decide your fate. you know jongho wants to deny you, but yunho just wants your pleasure. “you can cum, you’ve been such a good girl,” yunho encourages. they keep up their unrelenting pace, even as you’re thrown over the edge. “gonna cum inside you, baby. you deserve it,” yunho says, throwing his head back. both him and jongho are close and you can feel it. 

jongho digs his fingers into your hips as his thrusts stutter to a halt, being the first one to blow his load inside you. it coats your abused walls and yunho’s still moving cock. yunho’s orgasm follows soon after, high pitched whines coming from his throat. you feel so full, both loads slowly seeping out of you. they stay inside you for a moment before emptying you. “i’ll go get a towel,” jongho says before rushing into the bathroom across the hall. you stay laying on yunho’s chest as he whispers sweet nothings to you. you feel the rough texture of the towel on your sensitive core, making you flinch. “sorry,” jongho apologizes. 

eventually, you’re falling asleep. you’re still unmoving from yunho’s hold, feeling the most safe there. you can hear your roommates talking to each other but your brain has gone numb. everything buzzes around you as you fall asleep, your body finally giving out.

“sleep well, pretty girl.”

© lomlhwa 2024

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[star2fishmeg]

Your request are open again yey🥳

murayama, how would it be with his girlfriend who is shy about sex, can you write something about it(ʘᴗʘ✿)

ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ

Pairing: Murayama Yoshiki x afab!shy!reader

Summary: Murayama with a girlfriend who is shy about sex

Warnings: 18+ smut, swearing, petnames (princess, baby), soft sex, pretty vanilla, missionary

Authors note: Thank you so much for your patience!! This went through 3 drafts but it’s finally ready!

Request: above!

Murayama can be quite dense on hints, so he’d probably need his gf to explicitly say something to him to get it

He’s considerate though!! He does think of other’s feelings and tries to figure out a solution where everyone’s happy, but he doesn’t solve everything with his fists

This man is not shy, which is probably why his girlfriend likes him bc she doesn’t have to be the one saying the stuff she finds embarrassing

Murayama would understand though, and he’d do his best to ensure that his gf is comfortable

“You alright, princess?” he asked. She turned her head slightly to see Murayama already looking at her with his puppy dog brown eyes.

Y/n nodded, thighs clenching, “Yeah…just a bit restless…for some reason.” She was not just restless. Her core throbbed, panties wet and stuck to her folds and her face heating up. Yoshiki was oblivious to how attractive his arms were, especially after a workout when the veins popped more than usual.

“Cool,” he nodded, eyes flickering to the way her thighs were clenched, “If something up, you can always tell me, yanno.”

Minutes passed and Murayama could not focus on the TV, y/n's constant shifting in the corner of his eye becoming concerning. Carefully, he scooted closer, startling her a little and pulled her onto his lap to straddle him. She sat tensed, deeply exhaling when his hands roamed her backside and the dip in her spine. His eyes settled on her neck and trailed to her face, where her cheeks flushed pink and her own eyes struggling to make contact.

“Baby, you know I ain’t good at hints. But I can read that something’s on your mind,” his voice was soft, barely above a mumble. She shifted over his crotch unintentionally, just squirming in general embarrassment, “So are you gonna tell me? Baby you know I’m here for you.”

Opening her mouth to speak, she closed it again upon seeing the concern written in his eyes. She buried her face into his neck, arms wrapping around his shoulders and whispering, “I need you…I need you inside me.”

“Thank god I’m horny too.”

Would be slow and soft if she wanted or would go fast and hard if she wanted that. He’s accommodating to her needs over his own bc he’s a sweet guy when in love

Honestly think he would stumble a lot bc he’s not used to having a shy character around him. He’s grown up around brawling and dudes who yell what they want when they want so he’d probably repeat himself a lot, not out of bad nature but bc it’s a habit

Would hate when she covers her face or body bc he thinks she’s the most beautiful person he’s ever seen and feels so lucky that he was chosen

Hips drawing back and forth in languid drags in and out her pulsing pussy, gummy walls clenching around him like a pleasant embrace. Yoshiki’s lips showered her neck and chest in wet yet loving kisses while his hands pinned her wrists above her head.

“You don’t need to cover yourself from me,” he placed another sloppy kiss to the valley of her breasts, “I love you the way you are, so fucking beautiful.” Y/n’s head could only remain pressed into the sheets, mouth hanging open and letting whimpers and high-pitched moans erupt from the chest. Tits bounced at every rut into her cunt, eventually releasing her hands and feeling them cling around his shoulders, her flushed and fucked out face burying into his neck while her nails clawed into his skin. She could never say it aloud, but every time his cock hit her cervix, adrenaline surged through her body and her head clouded until no coherent thought could be expressed.

“How you doin’, princess?” he rasped, pace only slightly quickening as his release was creeping, “Princess, I need you to use your words.”

“I-I’m…oh!” she wailed, legs gripping around his hips, the splitting feeling making the fact she couldn’t vocalise anything worse, “cumming!” Yoshiki groaned himself, feeling her pussy milk him and his cock leaking thick ropes into the condom. Y/n let his body go, but his hips continued to snap to savour every moment he could when watching his dick slide through her folds and hole.

Always an aftercare king!!

But won’t say anything, he’ll just clean his gf and himself up

On days where he feels like it, he’ll run a bath and lift her in with him, wash her, soothe her. Maybe rub her clit if he’s feeling mischievous

Other days he’ll mop up and dive straight into the bed for cuddles, whispering reassuring praises into his gf’s ear, telling her how well she did, kisses her silly

She sat with her back in his chest, the warm water reaching their waists as they sat in a comfortable silence. Murayama’s hands gently embraced her waist, lips leaving soft kisses on her cheek and neck.

“You did so well, y/n. So pretty,” he held her tighter, leaving kisses up her jaw as she relaxed into his grip, “Can’t get enough of you, I got you.”

H&L harem (if you wanna be tagged/removed in future H&L content, comment or lemme know via ‘chat to me bbygorl’ :D);

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[cas-skz]

FRIEND IN NEED

Han x Chan x Fem!reader

You and Han have a spicy sex night but you didn’t realize how loud you were until it was too late. Han wants to help his friend and you’re the perfect medicine.

| non idol au | established relationships |

18+PLZ&THNX. MDNI

Warnings: smut. girlfriend sharing. pet name (good girl + baby girl) unprotected sex. creampie. overstimulation

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

Writers note: Felt like spicing things up yanno. enjoy. didn’t edit this but read over it once so sorry if there’s mistakes. cas xx

“Oh god” Han said breathlessly, his eyes wide as your body shook violently under him. “Are you okay? Did I do it right?” He panicked, thought the smile he saw on your face made him calm.

“You did” You manage to get out, struggling to catch your breath. The spot underneath you was soaked, as was your legs and Han’s stomach.

You quickly reach down for his cock, stroking it a few times before guiding it to your entrance. “That felt so fucking good Hannie…” You whine, both arms falling above your head as he thrusted into you.

Your walls clenched tightly around his cock, the sound of your wetness cutting in between moans.

Han’s thrusts we’re slow and timid at first, only starting to pick up at your request. Your fingers found their way to your clit, rubbing fast circles as you cursed loudly.

“Does it feel good for you Hannie?” You moan, your free hand massaging your breast as you looked up at him with lust filled eyes.

He nods immediately, eyes locking with yours as his body moves quickly. A small smile taking over his face when he sees you starting to watch his cock slide in and out.

Han’s hand replaced yours as he yanked you closer, pressing on your pelvic bone as his thumb moved quickly against your clit.

Your eyes rolled back as your body bounced, the moans and whimpers escaping your mouth not letting up.

You didn’t realize how loud you were screaming until Chan opened the door, “Are you guys o….okay.” His words were quiet as he stared in awe.

“Hannie…happening…a-again.” You moan out, your eyes opening and immediately locking on Chan.

You tried to get Han’s attention to tell him to stop, but you were too dick drunk and stunned to form any words as you peaked again. Han quickly pulled out as your juices flew, your body convulsing uncontrollably.

You flipped around to hide your face in a pillow, your finger pointing behind you to let Han know.

Han finally noticed the older male, who tried to quickly leave but ended up falling over something.

The two laughed and chatted, though it was all muffled to you from under the pillow.

Han slowly creeped up and tucked the pillow down so he could see you, placing a quick peck on your cheek. “It’s okay baby girl. He was worried someone was hurt.” He chuckled, pulling the pillow from you.

Your face was burning red, body still twitching slightly from feeling shy and slightly embarrassed.

“Can I ask you something?”

You flipped back around to look up at Han, but noticed Chan was still in the room, a hand rubbing on the back of his neck as he looked at you with soft lust filled eyes.

Han knew Chan had been stressed lately and with a little convincing, you gave in.

Chan was bigger than Han, stretching you out as thrusted slowly.

You were holding onto Han, who sat next to you, praising and bragging about you to Chan.

“She’s such a good girl, Chan. I’m so lucky I get to fuck her so much.” He hummed, kissing your head gently.

Chan laughed at Han, “I get why you’re always so late.” his thrusts picking up sweet as you clenched onto Han’s arm, digging your nails into him.

Chan smirked to himself at the sight of you starting to cum, teasing Han that he probably beat him in record time. “She was warmed up for you!” Han laughs, tho his attention was focused on you when your body started to shake, covering Chan with your release.

You pulled Han close to you, roughly kissing his lips as you grinding your hips down on Chan’s, “You like his cock, don’t you baby?” Han whispered

You bit your lip hard and whimpered, not realizing you were the one who was doing all the moving. Slowing down a bit, you caught your breath, “It feels so good Hannie.” You whined.

“You want him to keep fucking you, my pretty girl?” Han asked, brushing some hair from your face.

“But I’m yours.”

Han nodded, “You always will be mine.”

He helped Chan flip you over, positioning you with your ass up and bottom half slouched over Han. “I wanna watch my pretty girl get fucked.”

Chan quickly thrusted into you, groaning and hissing about how tight the different position was. “Right?! It drained me the first time. Good luck dude.”

Han held your chin in his hands, watching as you bit you lip hard. “Open your eyes babe.” Han whispered.

You did as he said, one hand gripping his thigh as the other held you up. You could barely keep yourself together, head spinning from how good everything felt.

A loud gasp escaped your lips as Chan started to cum, pushing you to your peak as well. Han kept his eyes on you, letting your body fall forward onto his.

You laid vibrating on Han, exhausted and unable to catch your breath.

Chan quickly rolled off the condom and put his clothes back on before walking over to the side of the bed. “You know, I needed that, thank you.” He said patting your head, you flipped him off jokingly.

“Okay now she’s mine, go away.” Han laughed, giving him a fist bump and quickly discussing plans for the next day before he headed back to his room.

Han held you close tightly, rubbing your back as you slowly scooted up to reach his lips. You kissed him softly at first, deepening it after a few seconds. “I love you so much Hannie.”

“I love you too.” He smiled, pecking your lips gently. “I’m sorry I kinda put you on the spot there, I hope you’re not mad.”

You shook your head, reaching over to grab some baby wipes to clean yourself up. “It was kind of hot, mainly cause I was just picturing you the whole time.”

“Seriously? Even I would want to take that all in. He’s hot.” Han admitted.

“Oh, should I call him back so he can fuck you now?” You joked.

“If I was a girl! Don’t touch my bummy.”

You poked the side of his butt, to which he stuck his tongue out at you.

“Really though, he’s been super stressed. I told him he needed to let a loud off but he insisted he had no time.”

“So you offered me up like a slice of pizza?” You ask dramatically.

“No!” He laughed, shaking his head. “Well kind of I guess, but it was to help our best friend!”

“Ya, ya.” You laugh, leaning up to deeply kiss his lips. “Next time I want a few hours notice.”

“Not for me though, right?” He smirked, flipping on top of you, his lips instantly finding your neck.

You moaned quietly, tilting to your head to give him more access. His teeth and lips worked at your skin.

“Anytime, anywhere with you.” You breathed against his ear.

His kisses trailed down your body, leaving goosebumps in their path. He kissed each of your hips bones before his tongue gently over your sensitive clit.

Han’s arms wrapped around your legs, pulling your core towards him. His tongue moved slowly over your clit again, slowly flicking.

“Hannie…” you moan quietly, wanting to move but being held down by his grasp.

He worked his tongue slowly, not to fast, but not to slow. His pointer finger teased your swollen entrance, sliding it inside a couple times.

Your head fell back, hips leaving the bed slightly before being pulled back down. His mouth never left your pussy, pushing you wards your peak.

You balled a first in his hair, a happy muffled moan escaping his lips as he picked up speed.

“Please fuck me…Hannie, please I need you.” You could feel yourself twitch as his mouth moved to your lips, deeply kissing you.

The tip of his cock swirled slowly around your wet entrance before pushing inside. Han grabbed one of your hands, interlocking your fingers as his thrusted slowly.

Your lips still moved slowly with his, barely leaving each other in between soft moans and smiles. “I love you so much.” He said between kisses.

“I love you too, always.”

You could fell every part of your body tingling. Every little movement Han made sent chills up your spine. You felt your walls starting to contract already, Han pulled away a bit.

“Wait for me.” He whispered, wanting to finish together.

You nodded and held on, returning your lips to his as his thrusts started to deepen and speed up the tiniest bit.

Han’s cock stiffened inside you, poking your g-spot repeatedly. “Hannie…” you whine, your lips losing his as your head fell back.

“Hannie, I need to cum.”

His eyes met yours, his free hand cupping your face as he glanced down at you. “Let’s cum together baby.”

You watched as his thrusts started to slow and his cock started to twitch inside you, sending you over the edge, soft whimpers leaving your mouth before Han kissed you again.

His body lowered to yours as you started to come down, legs shaking and clenching at his body, holding him inside you.

Your lips found each others again, softly kissing for a while until you found the energy to shower and change the soaked sheets.

#ha ha ha why brain rot do this #stray kids smut #stray kids fanfic #stray kids fluff #stray kids x female reader #stray kids x reader #stray kids x y/n #han skz #han jisung fanfic #han jisung smut #han x y/n #han jisung x y/n #han x reader #bangchan x reader #bangchan smut #bangchan fanfic #stray kids #skz #kpop smut #kpop fanfic #skz smut #skz fanfic #bangchan #han jisung #skz han #stray kids han #skz bang chan #stray kids bang chan

[iwoszareba]

OC Mannerisms // Avinsin

got tagged by @dmagedgoods and @spyridonya thank you!! filling these things always takes me unreasonable amount of time so I hope you don't begrudge me for picking my newest kid

BASICS

- NO. OF SPOKEN LANGUAGES >> low and high drow, drow sign language, abyssal, undercommon, common, druidic, (does speak with animals count?)

their memory got wrecked due to backstory reasons so it's hard to say if they could still fluently use all of them just like that, but I think with the headband of intellect they can

- TONE OF VOICE >> high / average / deep 

i’m using voice 2 in the game and i’m actually happy with it

- ACCENT >> yes / no - they grew up speaking drow and in recent times used mostly undercommon so i feel it’s unavoidable that their common has accent

- DEMEANOR >> confident / shy / approachable / hostile / other 

do not perceive me, do not interact with me kind of energy, but when actually approached/approaching someone they seem fairly unfazed by having to talk with someone

- POSTURE >> slumped / straight / stiff / relaxed

their posture could be better and they always look somewhat uncomfortable

HABITS

head tilting / swaying / fidgeting / stuttering / gesturing / arm crossing / strokes chin / er, um, or other interjections / plays with hair or clothing / hands at hips / inconsistent eye contact / maintains eye contact / frequent pausing / stands close / stands at a distance

when dealing with people they don’t know they always default to arm crossing to keep their hands in one place, naturally they are quite fidgety, rub their hands or arms a lot it’s probably the first signal they are starting to be comfortable around someone when they stop hiding that

COMPLEXITY (Fill in the circle’s as you wish)

- VOCABULARY >> ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪️⚪️

they didn't have much reason to use common before. they can communicate fine but may not know less used words or surface idioms

- EMOTION >> ⚫️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️

they speak in a rather monotone fashion and their facial expressions are also slight and quickly return back to default resting sad face

after getting one unfortunate disapproval from Wyll I decided they are deadpan to the point people may not realise they are joking

- SENTENCE STRUCTURE >> ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪️⚪

nothing too fancy

PROFANITY

- FREQUENCY >> ⚫️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️

sometimes under stress or when they really dislike someone

- CREATIVITY (in regards to profanity) >> ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪️⚪️

they only curse in drow. undercommon and common swears just don’t carry the right weight and emotion to them. I like to think that drow can be flowery in their cursing, ‘may spiders devour your treacherous heart’ instead of ‘fuck you’, things like that

BOLD THAT APPLY

arse / ass / asshole / bastard / bitch / bloody / bugger / bollocks / chicken shit / crap / cunt / dick / frick / fuck / horseshit / motherfucker / piss / prick / pussy / screw / shit / shitass / son of a bitch / twat / wanker

THIS OR THAT

straightforward or cryptic? / finding the right word or using the first word that comes to mind? / masculinity, neutrality, or femininity? / formalities or with abrasiveness? / praise or equivocation? / frankness or flattery / excessive or minimal hand gestures / name-calling or magnanimity? / friendly or blunt?

one of the things I found out while playing the game is that they actually can use pleasantries regardless if they actually care or not, to not be an asshole yanno, but with their monotone delivery it's up for debate if they ever come off as genuine. maybe a drow being nice catches people off guard enough to counter that effect, or maybe that makes it sound even more fake, depends on the person and situation probably

IMPORTANT QUESTIONS

- DO PEOPLE HAVE A HARD TIME HEARING OR UNDERSTANDING YOUR CHARACTER? 

almost always / frequently / rarely / never

they try to speak at the right volume but they have a whispery quality to the way they speak so they sometimes have to repeat themself

- DOES YOUR CHARACTER’S POINT COME ACROSS EASILY WHEN THEY SPEAK?

 almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never

they have moments of stopping in the middle of saying something and then having a hard time picking it back up but most of the time they speak clearly and with intention

- WOULD YOUR CHARACTER INITIATE CONVERSATIONS?

almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never

- WOULD YOUR CHARACTER BE THE ONE TO END CONVERSATIONS?

almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never

- WOULD YOUR CHARACTER USE ‘WHOM’ IN A SENTENCE?

yes / no / only ironically

- YOUR CHARACTER WANTS TO MAKE A COUNTERPOINT. WHAT WORD DO THEY USE?

but / though / although / however / perhaps / maybe

- HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER END CONVERSATIONS? 

walk away / ask if that’s everything / say that’s everything / give a proper goodbye / tell their company they're done here / remain quiet / they don’t

- WHAT SOCIAL CLASS WOULD OTHERS ASSUME YOUR CHARACTER BELONGS TO, HEARING THEM SPEAK?

upper / middle? / lower

I think people on the surface see them as a foreigner first but if they were speaking drow with someone they probably still have 'raised noble' vibes

- IN WHAT WAYS DOES THE WAY YOUR CHARACTER SPEAK STAND OUT TO OTHERS?

accent  / vocabulary / tone / level / politeness / brusqueness / it doesn’t

Anything that wasn’t touched on?

⚫️ They hum! Most commonly when they do alchemy/medicine stuff but sometimes they do it just to self-soothe. I found this nice track as an example.

⚫️ When the situation requires it, for example at the goblin camp/Moonrise, they can speak ‘with dead woman’s voice’ and change their whole demeanour back to the Lolth’s priestess they once were. Their posture becomes more confident, voice louder and more animated, they smile and act with practised courtesy which can very easily turn to condescension or cold threats. It must be a jarring shift to witness.

#oc: avinsin #it's still a little funny to me they are the face of the party #but they are actually really good at passing checks #eldritch invocation proficiency in persuasion and deception :) #other

[callmearcturus]

I'm honestly very grateful to this bluesite for just demolishing my flinch reactions to cunt and faggot.

/points up. That may be the first time I've ever written those words without self-censoring them. And heads up, those words are going to come up a lot in the following paragraphs.

I remember the first time I reconsidered the term faggot actually. I was still following Cecil Baldwin (of Welcome to Night Vale) on Twitter (yanno, back when twitter was a thing) and he was on a flight or something and posted that he was reading a book called Faggot Wisdom and shared some excerpts.

And my immediate mental reaction, which thankfully did not leave my brain, was "I wish you wouldn't use that term."

And that stopped me dead in my fucking tracks because wow, what the actual fuck, self? Cecil Baldwin is a faggot, that is the term he has casually used in the past, and its something that he identifies with. He's an HIV-positive gay man who has likely been through shit I cannot imagine as someone who exists in that nebulous space of having enough fame to have a following and notoriety but not enough to, like, afford the insulation that celebrities have.

That was like the literally day and moment I decided I needed to break my flinch reaction to faggot. Because the people I care about are faggots, and to some (okay, many), I am a faggot. And the one thing I know from the bottom of my fucking heart is that whoever is being called a faggot is my ally and I will defend them.

/points up. All of that was still difficult to type and I'm resisting the urge to redact some of it, but I am also a conscious human who has control of my actions, so I will not. But the important thing is that I'm not flinching anymore. I currently lack the power and confidence to use faggot casually, but maybe I will get there one day. I will not, however, shy from it anymore.

The same goes for cunt. (Context, I am an American from the South/Midwest.) I grew up with the understanding that I would never ever in my life even think of uttering the word cunt to another human being, that is was The Big Misogynist Slur as it reduces women down to their use for sex and reproduction. And I nodded along to that for a very long time, it made sense.

But these days, I have... essentially no inclination to attach the vagina to women, lmao. Everyone is a work in progress, but I am fairly pleased and at peace with how my brain doesn't really make the boobs/vag = woman connection anymore. Someone's gender is mental and emotional and maybe spiritual, and their body is just the vehicle carrying all of that around, yanno?

So the Hip And New trend of tumblr using cunt in the specific comedic way we now do has been extremely helpful in decoding that flinch reaction to the word. It's a funny word! It can convey so much so quickly! And on this hellsite, it has no gender connotation. Everyone, regardless of their biology or gender identity, can serve cunt, and that's great.

I think I have to work a bit to get to the point of uses these terms myself, but. They are my terms and they don't need to hurt me, and I don't want to give them power to hurt others.

BIG SIGH. Anyway. Just something I was thinking about.

[sosauced]

(Kiku) Japan x female NSFW imagines

I don’t see enough Japan content and it makes me sick. I’m so thirsty for his guy y’all don’t even wanna KNOW what I’d let him do to me. Imagine having mad sexual chemistry with him, oh god oh my god.

For starters, Kiku radiates big dick energy and that needs to be further examined by the fandom cause this man can absolutely lay fucking pipe, he can do so with confidence in the right situation. Like he may not be a “you, me, now.” Type of guy but..Yanno what just read the essay I’ve prepared cause I would fuck this guy so hard.

-Kiku is so attentive and pays great attention to details of his friends likes and dislikes, this leaks into his very being. He can take subtle hints and reads them well. He can use this quality to pinpoint every tiny little erogenous zone on his lovers body and abuse them til you’re practically in heat for him. He’d lick and suck and bite and kiss and rub every inch of your body until you’re begging him to just fuck you. Master of rational thinking, he’d never let your pleads get him to go faster than his own pace. “Clear your mind, my kitten.” He whispers, those dark eyes of his pouring mediation and peace into yours as he slides a finger in. “Focus on what you feel right now, don’t get greedy.” (HNNN NNNNNNNNNGGGGGG IM FERAL FOR THIS)

-Since he has a natural ability to take a hint, he uses that to read when you’re even thinking about something dirty. Imagine it now, you’re sitting across from him, his eyes unwavering as he locks onto yours, you’ve been shifting in your seat more than usual since you’ve sat down. Kiku can read that hazed look in your eyes from across a room, he’s so in tune with what you want. So, although He usually finds it rude to do so but he takes his phone from his pocket, and sends you a quick text. “Settle down, make it through dinner and I’ll give you what you want. Just be patient for me.”

-Natural soft dom, anyone who says otherwise can throw hands with me. He’s direct but polite, and he isn’t shy to tell someone when they have crossed a line with himself or others. If you’re the type to enjoy a gentle reminder that you need to stay in your lane or relax (or If you’re like me and don’t know when to shut up and need someone to help) he can offer gestures of comfort, such as leaning into your neck and blowing gently on your skin, he’d offer his hand to you or latch his pinky around yours to ground you. He’s so intimate, uuuuuugh.

-OH GOD BUT WHEN YOU GET HOME!!!!!! He’s slow and lazy as he traps you up against the wall, his arm resting above your head, his knee pushing your legs apart and his free hand pushes your hair back, idly holding the strands between his fingers and he takes a deep breath of your scent. He’d hum and rest his forehead against yours as his fingers make way down the back of your dress, unzipping you from the fabric. He’s so slow, and your breath is hitching and his eyes look dreadfully intense as he drops your garment around your ankles. “Kiku?” “Y/N…” he’d huff as he pets the pad of his middle finger against your clit, feeling the heat of your pussy spread over his hands. “You did so well tonight.”

-King of appraisals. This guy throws around “good girl” “my kitten” and “that’s my girl” like he’s the pitcher at a major league baseball games. Everyone seems to believe that this guy wouldn’t show skinship but that’s only really in public. Behind closed doors he’s all head pets and couples baths, massages and my god he loves to kiss. His kisses are deep and passionate and so sensual.

-As a soft dom he’s habitually inclined to place his hands on the back of your neck and waist, holding you close as he guides you through his passionate and starved kisses. His plump and soft lips slipping against yours and your mixed saliva lubricates his gentle bites to your bottom lip.

I’m gonna pass out!!!!!!! AAAAAAAH stfu he’s too much!!!!!!

#hetalia #minors dni #hetalia x reader #hetalia imagines #japan imagines #honda kiku #hetalia headcanons

[decaydanceredacted]

don’t get me wrong i love the way hornies think of william but as as hugeee TAI TV lover/obsessed autistic(tm) i think non ooc bilvy deserves some love too

like he’s a kinda quiet artist who tries so hard to be so kind and understanding and make his fans happy even if they can be a bit weird sometimes. i think all the people hypersexualizing him made him a bit uncomfy and confused but he was just trying his best to be understanding(see dick mold dildo post.) contrary to popular belief i don’t think he was even that shy,, he was just quiet. i mean fast times makes him sound like a bit of a slut but also tad bit stalkerish in hs and siskys description of meeting him is literally that some girl in pe mentioned how hot he was. he was not really a bullied loser outcast or super duper insecure ever imo. because of see above i also don’t think he was really a like nervy stuttering mess that just loves to get fucked until he couldn’t remember his own name, and i don’t think he was THAT whiny and pathetic- but i still think he was kinda loud which is a fun contrast to how quiet he usually seemed. all that being said i think he was a top but def not a like big hard mean dom, maybe sometimes he soft dommed just adoring his partner and doing all the work to make them feel good while calling them sweet little things(see the wine post i sent in) i think he was bi but had sex with women a good amount of the time. i think he liked having them in his lap while they were wiggling around on his cock and sucking hickeys into their neck and softly playing with their tits and moving a hand down to their clit while whispering ‘taking it so well sweetheart, my good little girl, you feeling good baby?’ i think he kissed all super sweet and gently holding their face with one hand and playing with their hair with the other. i think he was a lover. i think as he got older maybe he liked it when partners called him daddy just in the way that he could take care of them and protect them. i think he could get a bit protective and possessive sometimes. i think he’s still always just had like straight up vanilla missionary sex a good half of the time where they’re not taking themselves too seriously. also just. hands. his fingers are so long and elegant i think he would spend so long just feeling girls up and smoothing over their curves. i need to feel two of his fingers steadily pumping in and out of me while he kisses at my thighs and clit. i need him to write a poem or little song or something afterward about how pretty i am, in general and during sex. like talking about how lovely i am in bed without getting super vulgar. i need him to call me his boy. i think he’s just so artistic and philosophical/emotional about everything he does and that extends to the way he thinks about sex,, like it’s never super aggressive and impersonal to him even when it might be kinda rough/a one night stand. i think he’d be super cuddly and get you water afterwards and maybe give you a massage with his deft pretty fingers slowly and intentionally working over your muscles to relax you until you fell asleep in his arms. i think he likes wearing nice outfits and feeling good about himself. i need this man biblically.

anyway j thought i’d send some love to more realistic william sex/partnership because i love him he’s my favorite he’s my girlfriend and i love him so much. obvi it’s probably not actually realistic cause yanno,, i don’t know him or his sex life b j my idea of it based off how he actually seemed to act. <3

also idk why b i feel like the fact that i’m an autistic transmasc with heavy ass daddy issues(bats eyelashes endearingly) is important context to all this

-spiral anon

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#wb #spiral anon #co signed because that was some real shit you just said

[zmediaoutlet]

happy wincest wednesday!! if you could sort your own wincest fics by kudos which 5 (or 10) would be at the top?

happy wincest wednesday! (sorry i did not send an ask today ;-; -- thank you for keeping up the high fives anyway <3)

Um... hm. I guess this is effectively an 'author's favorites' list, although you could split some semantic hairs here and have it be which fics do you wish were most appreciated, which doesn't necessarily overlap with my own favorites. Tricky. Esp since my own taste (even for my own writing) changes so much, lol. But I can try!

oh so good, oh so fine -- this is my actual top by kudos and tbh it probably deserves to be there. plus the act of writing it was fun and it feels kind of... right, to me, that it's the top.

how badly i have let you down -- also pretty high up in fact, but I actually really like how it comes together as a destabilizing first time, especially since I don't actually like writing first time. Plus, like oh so good, it was written all in one sitting, and I just… often like the fics better when they're one quick shot from the hindbrain like that.

detente -- soulless!Sam/Dean, but it's really more about... Dean scraped down to misery entire, and a Sam who could give a shit but will take advantage if it's convenient. A lot grimier and grittier than I usually write spn, but it worked here.

freud's for suckers -- the early relationship here is just so fuckin cute. Written after I read Less, and if you've read that you could probably tell. This feels like a very Me version of a Dean POV.

eiderdown -- this is just frankly hot as fuck. A Sam who knows what he wants and will get it and isn't shy about it -- also very Z.

asceticism -- The Piss Fic, but more importantly the whole dissection of Dean's relationship to his body feels. idk, correct. Almost wish I hadn't tagged it correctly so people would read it for the part that actually matters, yanno.

the hollow summer -- sad, sad, sad. Whenever I write an AU it will nigh-inevitably be worse than canon. I put some real-life grieving in here and the writing's... honest. I really love the part where Dean beats the shit out of Sam (or tries to, at least).

buccaneer -- I know this is Dean/Crowley (and in fact Deanna/Crowley) on the face of it, but what it really is is the echo-shape of Dean(na)'s overwhelming, overarching need for Sam, felt in the absence of what's been cored out. Plus Deanna's sexy.

be subject to each other -- a rare sequel, but the established relationship here and the intimacy of finding yet another layer of ways to be known just makes me warm on the inside.

In a Cursed Hour -- this is technically gencest-that's-going-to-turn-into-fullcest, and might be a weird inclusion here, but if kudos actually reflected the level of work that goes into a story rather than whether someone's dick got wet in the approved way, this would have about 9000. So. I'm including it, lol.

Turns out I have ~160 posted spn fics, and one way or another they're all wincest (even the ones that have another pairing entirely -- that's how wincest the wincest is). So, picking ten of those. No links -- if anyone wants to read one they know how google works -- but this was actually kinda fun to think about, bud. Thanks <3

#happy wincest wednesday #answers #got me self-reccing which i always find so teethblob! #but -- hell. some of these are good. #might as well admit i think so

[knife-drawer-rp]

☼ Vash and WooW00 >:3c ( @nomans-land-rp )

I can feel him getting redder in the face already LET'S GOOOI

I would hurt you if the opportunity presented itself | I never want to see you again | I’m jealous of you | I find you attractive | I find you REALLY attractive | I crave your approval | I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about your approval | I enjoy your company | I want us to have a future together ("After all was said and done, I would have spent all of my tomorrows with him") | I wish we were dating (bro you are and you're still so SHY)| I wish we’d never met | I’ve thought about you while masturbating | I would fuck you (depends on the day lol) | I’m using you | I love you | I’d take a bullet for you | I’ve been dishonest with you | I wish you’d leave me alone | I’d do anything you asked of me | 

He's got many complicated feelings about people in general but EL WOOWOO??? *EL FUCKING WOOWOO?* Still the case but yanno FJJDHDJDH 🫰🏻

#vash || [needle noggin] #wolfwood || [the punisher] #uugh he's so complicated about him JUST KISS DAMMIT

[sometimesraven]

for any OC you'd like!

marker, crayon, eraser, pastels, creative!

Thank you for the ask!! Imma answer these for Erik as he's the primary Love Interest of book 2 and on my mind right now!

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Marker: what's one thing your character would never tattoo on their body, even if they were paid a million dollars for it?

Honestly, as long as it's pretty he'll do it, Erik doesn't have much shame when it comes to his body (I'm like THIS CLOSE to giving him a lower back tattoo that he proudly calls his tr*mp stamp sfjkgshkgj). As long as it's not hateful, I think he'll do anything. So uh,,, hateful stuff. N*zi shit, yanno?

Crayon: what was your OC like when they were four years old? Were they loud? Shy? Were they the resident "weird kid" or did they get along with others their age?

Erik was a very shy, very sweet kid. He was the kind of kid who'd babble endlessly and loudly about something if you prompted him, but would hide behind an adult's leg if a stranger smiled at him, yanno the type? He was v. sweet and wanted to be friends with everyone which ended up translating into Bad Things for him later down the line because the Controller noticed that everyone liked him and when you stand out to the Controller, good or bad, it's not going to end well for you.

Eraser: what's one way this character has changed over time? Either over the course of their story, or over the course of designing them as an author.

Erik is one who's changed A Lot but also not at all? He's always had pretty much the same personality: stoic and angry with strangers/under stress, cocky and flirty the rest of the time. It's only really his appearence that's changed and even that isn't by much. He used to be a wild haired white boy with blue eyes and now he's a wild haired sephardic jewish enby with blue eyes that have brown patches in them XD

Pastels: Give me three colors that best represent your OC. Now give me three colors that your OC likes best. Is there an overlap?

I always draw Erik in purple! I also associate silver and sky blue with him. He definitely loves silver and purple, but I think he's into pink and yellow too

Creative!: free space! share something you've been dying to share about your writing! Could be an OC that never gets the limelight, a moment you were proud of, or anything else you'd like to share

OKAY SO I haven't been able to talk about them much because they're the protag of book 3 and I haven't even finished book 2 yet BUT

this is Evie (this is AI generated SORRY it was done with Artbreeder a long-ass time ago, I'm working on phasing them out)

unlike Erik who is still figuring himself out, Evie has access to everyone's fears and has been actively socialising with the family of their trans son, so they know what's up and they know some of the ugliest sides of the world

They're basically the personification of "are you going to respect his pronouns or is this they/them going to make you a were/was". Evie can and WILL fuck you up if you cross their family, but their main conflict in their story is going to be surrounding their personal safety and emotional wellbeing, which they Neglect Greatly. Their story is going to be a tragedy romance that represents the likelihood of someone raised into abuse going into further abusive relationships, and basically figuring out their own autonomy and their place outside of their family.

Basically I love them and I can't wait to write for them (and to learn more about Korean culture alongside them as they were raised separated from it and are trying to reconnect!)

#answered #practically-an-x-man #original character #original novel #urban fantasy #character asks #truth saga #;truth #;erik #the truth saga

[subskz]

strap in ladies 😏 grindset live reaction to butterfly bandage round 3 YESSIRRR

FIRST OF AWL i’m still thee #1 shooter for y/n and changbin’s friendship they are saur fucking cute i love every scene of them saur moch 🥹 bin’s goofy dramatic ass,,, might be in love wit him if it wasn’t for chanathan (btw han reading the lyrics off his phone was so fucking funny dawg i #love how u characterize skz so good even in just a few words)

Y/N BEING POSSESSIVE OH SHE JUST LIKE MEEEE but that bathroom scene had a bitch sweating tbh when y/n bit his earring,,, why that was saur hot 🫣 channie begging her to mark him ND THEN WHEN HE HINTED HE WAS FEELING POSSESSIVE TOO HNGGG ALSO he used the same words as y/n?!?!? mane idk if this is on purpose but i seen a lot of similarities in y/n and chan,,, not just the habits but things they say and whatnawt 🤔 prob on purpose bcuz yr a genius but yanno

ok imma send another ask for this next part HOL UP QUEENIE I’M COMING

HERE WE GO 😼 i’ve got popcorn and a giant icee and i’m ready to read your thoughts like the morning paper!!

i’m so delighted that you love the reader and binnie’s friendship as much as i do i honestly have the time of my life writing their scenes together ^_^ binnie can truly do it all…best friend boyfriend wife babygirl material all in one!! and thank you LMAOO i would’ve loved for hannie to have a bigger role in the story but things are long-winded enough as it is unfortunately 😭 still it’s so sweet of you to say that i’m very glad to know his essence was captured even a lil bit!

hehehe yes the earring biting was a must…i have such an obsession w channie’s ears (maybe bc of how red they get or bc of the way he plays w them when he’s feeling shy/vulnerable) so the idea of them being his weak point is so delicious ❤️‍🔥 and you are absolutely onto smth here!! the parallels in chan and the reader’s behavior are indeed intentional, once again your attention to detail blows me away!! the only true genius here is you i fear #ourgeniusgrindset <33 i will eagerly await what u have to say next!

#💌 #ask #grindset #long post

[hislittleraincloud]

...I keep forgetting that I operate in dark mode, and that my posts look like shit because I never bothered to fix the HTML on this blog.

This isn't how that looks for me. This is what it's supposed to look like

I'm not gonna ask how to fix it because I know how to fix it (I've had a Tumblr since 2011), I'm just super lazy and old and didn't feel like fixing it before when I made this thing. But I fell asleep (AGAIN 😭) last night before I could drag the laptop out and do something about it (since it's now linked on IG, I need to) and to place existing scenes for 8.

Meh, I need a shower. And to take my pain meds since the thing I fell asleep with (arm pain) hasn't subsided. I have no explanation for it, but sometimes I feel like my arm bones are on fire. Doctor knows, doesn't care enough to send a Poor off to testing (I get state funded care, YAY 😐... it's not as great as y'all super lefties want to make it sound). I've suffered from physical pain my whole life.

My first real/full sentence as a child was "My knee hurts." I remember because I was tiny and they were trying to get me to walk, and I never cried or talked much as a kid ('shy' is what I was labeled) because I was too frustrated with being unable to articulate what was on my mind...but once I figured out how, I articulated all sorts of weird shit that freaked my parents out, like when I was around 3½ I just suddenly said to my father (after watching Sesame Street) that "If 1 plus 1 is 2, then 1 minus 2 is minus 1." I remember the look on my father's face and he asked me to explain. I tried writing it out, but yanno, I was 3, and I hated what my numbers looked like (I did try my best...watching SS did help a lot with that) but the most I felt I could do at that point was draw, so I drew circle blobs to explain it. I hate math with a burning passion, but I guess I was thinking about it because Sesame Street encouraged that kind of thought (I don't think it does anymore, and most all of the kids shows now suck).

I remember a lot. Photographic memory for a lot of it. (Which is the true condition of Jonathan Miller and Cairo Sweet. Bartlett is an idiot and used 'eidetic', but that's a falsehood that 'eidetic' and photographic memory are the same. They're not...which goes to show how much of a dumbass a graduate from Brown can be. But I continue to use eidetic in the UVCniverse because it's canon...no other reason.) The extent of it isn't all that great, but the scenarios/happenings in my head are vivid; but this body pain memory is super vivid, right down to me feeling like I'm experiencing it all over again. It's something I can never forget, no matter what I do to distract myself (and I've never been a really positive thinker). Pain management is a big part of why I'm such a big fucking stoner, and sometimes the reason why I fall asleep (escaping the pain).

I'll stop whining now...but to reiterate what's in the caps, there's no way I can get anything Afterburnish published in nine days. Maybe, maybe I can get 'In Three Bites' done, but no guarantees on that bc I'm tryna ignore it to work on 8. It's a little hard to ignore when it's so much more playful and light than Afterburn, and I need a little bit of that right now.

Begone, foul temptress! ...Meh, okay, you can stay. 🫠

#writer problems #writer angst #writer probs #writer probz #being a writer #sorry for being depressing #sorry not sorry actually #afterburn #satisfying afterburn #update #my writing #writing update #i s2g hair and makeup for MG must've been on the low end like wardrobe

[ducknotinarow]

[2k12]

Oh he fucked up, oh he fucked up, OH HE FUCKED UP! He opened his stupid mouth and told his dad he had a boyfriend and now!!

[TXT] FOURTH AVENUE [TXT] NOW!!!

Oh he was freaking out, Casey pacing back and forth until Raph finally showed up. He was not helping by clearly panicking,

"What took yer so long Raph!" Casey snapped, taking a deep breath, "Look I really fucked up 'ere."

He clasped his hands together, huffing out,

"I, well, I came out t' my dad," Casey brings up, "An' he was like cool with it an' uh, that's great, but I kinda mentioned...you. I mentioned that yer were my boyfrien'."

Okay, where did the bad part come in?

"An' dad asked t' meet yer an' I said yer were a shy, but he kept pushin' an' pushin' an' I kinda snapped an' said that I'd bring yer over...t'night, so uh, yanno, go fin' yer best sweater t' wear I guess," Casey admits, rubbing the back of his neck, "He's uh, makin' dinner for us, lasagne, hope yer like it."

He slumps his shoulders, eyebrows furrowing a little,

"Look I'm sorry a'right, I know yer need t' keep it hidden but well, dad wants t' meet yer an' I kinda said I woul' an' he'd be disappointed if I aint able t' bring yer 'ome," Casey tells him, "Shoul' probably bring Savage t', he shoul' meet Grandpa..."

Hands to his face, he groans, soon carding his fingers through his black hair, messing up his bandana as he does it,

"Fuck Raph I'm sorry for all of this."

| Muse Interaction

Raph was feeling pretty good as his face lit up from the screen of the game he was play against Leo. He had already beat Mikey and Donnie at it, their little tournament now bringing him against Leo who was struggling to keep their points near what Raph had. Raph just letting his beak curl into a firm smirk, heart hammering in his chest as he could see Leo starting to mess up getting hit making his score chip away. Just one more and, smile grew wider as Raph heard the sound of the game beep and whirl. But it was when he saw Leo's expression tighten up and shoulders slump that really got to the red banded turtle. Stepping back from the game the bad habit of being a tad of a sore winner on show as he start to happily dance so to celebrate his win.

"Man you guys suck at 'his" Raph goes on the continue to gloat "Al'ight who ready ta give me a real game now?" He asks as his dance came to an end and hand sat on his hips only to catch his t-shell starting to vibrate. With his brothers all here it was clear that it be Casey, so he went and turned his attention to the device right away. "Hmm maybe Case can over an' give me real competition un'ike you hacks." Only for a touch of dread to fall on his shoulders the moment eyes landed on the text.

[TXT] FOURTH AVENUE

[TXT] NOW!!!

Brow lifting as he look it over and questioned it. It was just the Street name but it didn't fit well with their code what would Fourth go with? He couldn't think of anything outright that would line up with how they had made up this little code of theirs. From how frantic they had typed it out though Raph just knew something was up so he better get his tail moving. "Uh rain check I gotta go."

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Raph could see Casey pacing once they came into view, pace was quick and they turn back and forth rather quick. Shit what was going on? if Casey couldn't say it through a message or even a call it had to be a pretty big deal even to make it so Raph was right out there with him. Not wanting to keep them waiting anymore Raph took a running start from the roof he was on so he could better jump across the open space to land on the one Casey was currently freaking out on over. Simply holding out his hands above his head as he cleared the landing he might still be riding the high of kicking his brothers butts on their game earlier. So he wasn't the most observant to Casey's current state.

"What took yer so long Raph!"

Raph's grin fell and he dropped his arms down to his side, not the reaction he wanted "What do ya mean? Fourth Ave is 'ike six whole blocks away! I got 'ere fast as I could Case." he snapped back more feeding off Casey own flare in temper showing he knew it wasn't really aimed at him, didn't stop him from narrow his eyes at his boyfriend as he crossed his arms over his plastron. Watching Casey take a moment to breath before he spoke up again.

"Look I really fucked up 'ere."

Watching how Casey held his hands together clasping them tight, his expression lessened a little and feel as he trailed his stare back at their face. Offering a tilt of his head as he let his shoulders lower down "Fucked up how?" Raph asked no accusations were in his tone, he didn't think Casey had done anything like that based on how they were already seemed to be pleading here.

"I, well, I came out t' my dad,"

"Came out?" Raph repeats showing he's listening but also unaware their Dad didn't know. Can you blame Raph? with how Casey carried himself and how open he seemed, well he sorted of assumed Casey was out?

"An' he was like cool with it an' uh, that's great, but I kinda mentioned...you. I mentioned that yer were my boyfrien'."

"yeah?" Raph adds on with, still not seeing a bad bit here. Raph knew Casey talked about him at school even. Enough that people knew he was with someone, just they didn't go to thier school or whatever other story they had to spin to explain why they never saw Raph. Outside the truth, that he was a five foot mutant turtle. So one more person being aware didn't seem like a big deal. But guess it was about to be.

"An' dad asked t' meet yer an' I said yer were a shy, but he kept pushin' an' pushin' an' I kinda snapped an' said that I'd bring yer over...t'night, so uh, yanno, go fin' yer best sweater t' wear I guess,"

At first Raph just nodded his head along with Casey as they were talking about his dad wanting to met him and such only to slow the movement. Wait Casey said he was going to meet them? Tonight at that! Raph's eyes went blank a moment frozen on this one detail as his breath seemed to catch and stop. Even though he was staring at Casey still he wasn't really seeing them as they rub their neck and seem to try to continue on as if there wasn't a giant ass elephant standing up on the roof with them right now!

"He's uh, makin' dinner for us, lasagne, hope yer like it."

Had Raph ever had lasagna? Anything was better than algae, this was not the thing to be focusing on right now. But it was like his brain had shut down and was only slowly processing everything Casey just dropped on to him in the moment. His dad wanted to him. He was expecting to meet him, tonight at that!! It was dead quite, Raph couldn't even seem to hear the sound of night traffic passing over the streets, or people mulling about on side walks. Fuck if they got attacked right now it be over for them. He was just staring at Casey, well sort of it wasn't really Casey that his attention. Just they happened to be standing in his line of sight as he kept trying to work this over in his mind. Slowly remembering how to breath as Casey's shoulders slumped and his eyebrows gather up to furrow. Likely because Raph seemed to forget how his mouth worked and hadn't said anything in who knows how long. This was the longest anyone had gone with out saying something Raph decided once again not the thing he needed to focus on. He might be freaking out a little right now.

"Look I'm sorry a'right, I know yer need t' keep it hidden but well, dad wants t' meet yer an' I kinda said I woul' an' he'd be disappointed if I aint able t' bring yer 'ome,"

Yeah duh Casey!..wait why did he need to keep hidden again? idiot your a mutant turtle! He scolds himself over soon the thought dropped at the reminder they wanted to met him and would even be disappointed if Raph didn't go. Something about that got him maybe blame how he was raised but the thought of disappointing a parent? final gave him control over his eyes as they flicked away from Casey staring down at the roof of the building, noting the small crack in the concrete.

"Shoul' probably bring Savage t', he shoul' meet Grandpa..."

Savage? eyes shifting back to Casey watch how they caught their face in their hands. Seeming to take a moment himself to work over this sudden news himself. As they move to rack fingers back through his hair bandana pushed back as he did it taking it out of its usual place.

"Fuck Raph I'm sorry for all of this."

Raph knew Casey never meant for any of this, of course he didn't. Casey should get to share things with his dad after all. Telling them he was Bi, that he was dating someone even. That is just normal to want? and with how close Casey was with his own family?

Not to mention well other things that have happened to their family. He groans mentally a moment, he could just hear Leo's voice in his head right now, could imagine Don going over the risk, see the look of hesitation on Splinter's own face. That last one made the dread settle over his shoulders again. It was the thought of Mikey being the odd ball to encourage him to do it, that pushed it away. April might even be more on that side? Her dad knew about them after all and seemed fine with it. Slowly, he opened his eyes again, looking at his boyfriend. It was normal to want to share who you love with others, right?

Casey knew his family so

"Casey" Raph simply expresses finally speaking after not saying a single thing since the bomb dropped "I don' own a sweater." hoping that's enough to catch their attention as he just offers a slight smile over his dumb joke. Saying he'd do it without saying it when he made the crack.

Letting arms pry away from how he held them crossed in front of himself he took a step closer to Casey, and took hold of their hands so he could lower them down. Using the other to try and fix Casey's bandana back into place idly working over the hair it messed up in the process. "don' think he'll be upset if I aint in my sunday best?" he adds on to his joke hoping its enough to ease Casey's own emotions. When he catches a glimpse of those deep brown eyes he loves so much. How can Raph say no when they look at him like this. He sighs but smiles still.

Casey had kept their secret, he fought by their side. Leo he knows wouldn't want him to be miserable, Don wants him to be happy, Splinter just wanted to be safe. "Though I don' think I should get Savage, think ya dad might need some easin' in." Not to mention Raph was a tad worried if he went back home he might get cold feet. " ya know maybe not drop the favt he's a grandpa too on the same night?" Raph smirks a bit now. " 'sides only fair let ya dad get used to the fact ya datin' someone who is, incredibly handsome first." He let's the smirk tug up at the corner of his beak a bit more. "Think 'hats gonna shock the guy most, 'hat ya manged to bag someone as great as me." He gose on to brag and tease at Casey expense.

Not caring much for how they pout or huff or try to retaliate against Raphael's comments, he moves his hands to grab their face, lifting up on to his toes so he can press his forhead to Casey's a moment. "Hey its fine okay? I mean I was bound ta meet him eventually 'ight?" He hopes at least that was the case.

#muse| hamato rapheal #madamkezzie #aflockoffeathers #[ if you jump off a bridge its only cause i did first aflockoffeathers] #[2012 verse] #muse interacction #stay qeued #((time to meet the mr jones ;3;))

[kdipshit]

Trying ;

A different part of me shows up depending on who I’m speaking to, strangers don’t even get the same version of me, yanno that version on you when you meet someone new? I change my personality based on the initial energy I feel. I’m shy sometimes, I’m out the gate other times. It really just DEPENDS. who am I? Well I’m not one thing, I’m a combination of hundreds of thousands of little things, I’m not uniform, I actually don’t have a clue how to start explaining myself, this is the shit I do, I just wrote a cover letter for a job, like a specific job, because I guess I really want it, having a job gives me anxiety issues, but I haven’t had any anxiety issues since not being at work, hmmmmmm, like duh work gives me anxiety, but I have been working on my anxiety, and taking this god damn pills every damn day, I am happy to take them, by the way. I do truely feel like I can take on this job, casually, not crazy hours, super close to home still, I can walk, I’m happy to walk, I’m in my walking girl phase anyways, like its still good to get something off my daily to do list, I slacked off today, I think I got discouraged because I woke up super late even though I set an alarm, It wa like instant failure and bad day, I’ve already missed the morning so why do my Me+ yang, and I said no, I should still do my morning routine even though I woke up late, and I did, and I’m so grateful that I did because I didn’t fall into the trap, I did what I said I was going to do every morning, because it helps my mental health status.

Being fit genuinely makes you pretty, it evens out your skin tone, tightens your skin and like you just look sooooo pretty, I need to be more fit, I don’t have any excuses not to, I’m trying to learn how to do the things I don’t want to do even when I don’t want to do it, prepping me for bigger things in life like going to work when I don’t want to lmao, it’s all connected, and I’m still learning. Until I can accept to have to do the things I don’t want to, I’ll continue to do them, no matter how I feel. Well that’s what I hope I do, but I don’t think I’ll be able to do it without constantly writing about it, other wise it just get tangled up in all the other mess…. My main focus remains to slowly unravel, and just all round slow the fuck down, mentally, my thinking needs management and direction, it’s a mess. But I’m doing the messy work, and I’m okay with that, because it just is, and I have to be. I shouldn’t tourture myself though, with doing things I don’t want to do all day long, but just recognising, that things need to be done, no matter how I feel about it. How I feel about it, is irrelevant to the bigger picture, its only when I focus on what the problem should be, is there ever an issue. i am not my feelings and they come and go just as thoughts do.

I caught a glimpse and I’m going after it, no matter how I feel, I’m so grateful for the version of myself I am today, thanks to the many yesterdays, i swear I change faster than one of those skin changer lizards lol, I feel on cloud 9, I’m happy despite all the crazy noise below me, I can breath despite all the chatter, I can sleep no matter how crazy the city traffic is. The moment I say no to doing something that is benefiting me, it turns on the switch to spiral me back down to old ways of thinking, and that’s exactly where we’re trying to a avoid, and may I just say how fucking proud I am of myself, I’ve kept up with my morning routine for like a solid couple weeks, I’ve kept my room clean, I’ve made my bed every morning which is something I’ve never done, I’ve just never cared for making my bed coz I was always in it lmao, and my mum made my bed when I was a kid, I’ve eaten every day, I’ve taken my pills at the same time, I’ve gotten my sleep schedule on lock, I’m literally out like a light by 10pm WHO AM I ???? I’m up by 8-9 which is okay but I’d like to get up at 7am, don’t ask me why, I don’t know, I just love the number 7, plus I’m the luckiest girl in the universe and all that cute jazz. I write every single day like this is a HUGE streak for me, I’m very very proud of myself, I think seeing the streak of my non drinking (7months 29days btw) really motivated me in a way that made me feel capable to streak other good things in my life. Like seeing a meter of my success lmao, not that I need it, it’s just good to have a quick look and be grateful to be able to stand here today. It has not been an easy road, in fact it’s the hardest road I’ve ever had to go down, but I don’t care how hard it is, I can do this. I don’t know what it is I’m doing, but I’m fucking doing it and I’m doing it to the best of my ability, I’m achieving my own trust by consistently standing beside myself, no matter what, by showing up for myself, for putting the thoughts and feelings aside and pushing thru. healthy coping mechanisms have slowly implemented themselves into my life due to my constant effort. I’m not perfect, I’m a rough cut, but I’m getting there, and that’s by doing this shit every single day. Alone. Most importantly.

#blogging #new blog #mental health #actually bipolar #actually borderline #mental instability #actually bpd #original post #original writing #original words