#And when it's been ass I haven't bothered to lift a finger

[moongothic]

MCM Shelf Saga

Part 1 - Introduction, Commencing Stripping Hell

Spring has come, which can only mean one thing. It's time for another furniture refinishing project.

So you might remember this chair I've refinished before, and you might remember how I mentioned in the backstory of that post that my late mother had painted three pieces of furniture (a chair, a desk and a shelf) in matching colors, the three having been left to collect dust in one of our attic closets for the past few decades.

Indeed, this is one of the three furniture pieces, and just like with the chair, I ain't keeping it if it looks like that. It's either getting refinished or yeeted, and since I don't want to waste perfectly good furniture, it's the former. And since the weather now allows it, it's time for me to get started on working on this beast of a project.

Now there's actually two things I had to do before I could begin this project. Step one was disassemble the entire unit because, TL:DR; we could not move it out of the tiny ass closet without either moving a fuck ton of furniture and storaged items out of the way and maybe break something while hauling this outside, OR just disassemble it 'cause it needed to get dissambled anyways.

So, with dad's help we did just that (with relative success, we did have to break some of the original screws because they had dug into the wood and made disassembly impossible otherwise, but it's fine that hardware can be replaced) and brought it to the patio where I can work on it.

The other thing I had to do was actually quickly check if the shelf was safe for me to work on. If you want more info you can read the chair post but long story short, I was worried there could be toxic car paint under this paint layer and if there was, I was going to refuse to refinish this piece. But all I did was gently sand some paint off a shelf to see what was underneath and it was wood so! Safe it is!

So this is probably somekinda MCM shelf, the style looks like it and the color of the wood could suggest it. The main unit of it is made of just veneered chipboard but hey, it's vintage chipboard, and there's nothing wrong with it, so it's still worth giving a second (a third?) life to

Didn't take a photo of it with the drawers and the sliding door still inside but I doubt that matters. Parts of the inside of the unit did get painted over which is. Not great for me, but it is what it is

Intrestingly, the sides of the shelf (that make both the feet of the unit as well as where the shelves hook onto) seem to have been black originally, as the inside facing parts never got painted over. Meanwhile the main unit has some veneer damage right where the sides were... Like it's not great but since that part does get completely covered it's not a huge deal

And the shelves of the shelf. As you can see, I did a quick test on them to see what was under the paint and it looked safe to work on

So I actually kinda started by testing my paint removal methods on one of the shelves. When I did the above check up, I noticed the paint was quite hard to just sand through, so just sanding it didn't seem like a great option. I did also soon discover the paint was quite hard to scrape.

Now, I did't want to use paint stripper since it causes me that severe nausea, so I decided to try out a hot air gun to remove it. And it did work! However

First off I just wasn't excited about using electricity 'cause. Energy crisis. Y'know. Shit's expensive.

While it worked it wasn't super effective? It might've been just poor technique on my part but I felt like I had to stand there blowing hot air onto the paint for a long time for it to start reacting before quickly sweeping in to scrape a tiny section clean before starting again on another tiny tiny section

And the main thing... Under the paint there seemed to be an old finish of some kind. Probably a poly coat, IDK. But I was getting worried of how it was reacting to the heat. Like. IDK I was worried it might melt and damage the wood or something

So. I had to go crawling back to the paint stripper. Because in the end, it felt like the safest option for me to use (nausea aside). From the chair project I knew it would be able to remove the paint easily and knowing this whole thing has a lot of thin veneer all over it, it'd probably be the best way for me to ensure I didn't damage the veneer too much.

Goop time it is

I did one coat of paint stripper and let it sit over night (plastic wrapped so it wouldn't dry out)

Here's what the sides were looking like after one round of paint stripper. It really wasn't going to be enough so what I ended up doing was that I applied another coat of paint to the top and let it do it's thing for like an hour (while I was walking my cat), before coming back. I then did another round of stripper on both sides while I finished removing the paint residue from the top

So here's what two rounds of paint stripper did to the top, as well as one round to the inside bits. It seems like the paint may have permanently strained parts of the inside where the wood was raw as it did not want to come off at all, though fortunately the worst parts are the parts that'll end up getting covered by the drawers so it could be worse

Now the paint stripper did not make the old finish come off the main unit really. It did soften it, but that didn't make it easier to remove, it made it just kinda goopy and unpleasant to remove but, since I had no other choise, I kept on going at it and scraped it away along with the remaining paint residue

After I finished working on the top I went back to remove the rest of the paint from the sides and the old finish. Eventually getting to this point

The veneer is not in great shape, there seems to be some possible water damage marks on the wood (possibly from the stripper??) OR there might be just more of the old finish there that I haven't managed to remove yet

The veneer is super thin. I could keep on scraping and sanding it, but I'm just really afraid I might go through the veneer and do some really bad damage, so... I kinda wan tto try using oxalic acid first. If there's water stains, the acid should be able to remove the stains, meaning there's less sanding for me to do in general and less of a chance of me sanding through that veneer.

But I don't have oxalic acid at the moment, and I kinda wanna finish stripping the paint off from the entire unit first, so this first part is coming to an unsatisfying end.

The main unit has been put to the side while I finish stripping the rest of the unit, starting with the drawer fronts!

((Sidenote: I am planning on staining the wood dark/black so the stains aren't super worrysome for me, the dark stain would end up hiding most of them I'm sure))

Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 (Finale)

#Refinish Diary #Mine #furniture refinishing #furniture restoration #mcm furniture #This was not gonna be a multiparter but I remember Tumblr has max 30 images per post #And I was already at like 20 so. Guess it's gonna be a multiparter #For the record I started working on this in mid April and haven't worked on it since #I realized I needed to get yard work done and so like. When the weather's been nice I've done yard work #So much yard work #And when it's been ass I haven't bothered to lift a finger #I'll get back to it soon I swear there's just a little more yard work for me to do!! #And I just wanna do this when the weather is nice!! Leave me alone!! #I can't have the shelf pieces blocking the patio entrance anyways so I need to finish it sooner than later #It'd be nice to use the patio as a patio and not as a DIY space lmao

[ovaryacted]

me and a friend were talking about Leon during classes today and I couldn’t get dad bod Leon out of my mind😪 I need it bad

I just imagined him coming home tired after a long day of work and needing and relief and just letting reader suck him off or bending us in half, being all soft and warm and I had to stop thinking about it because I was getting distracted😭

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MDNI/18+. NSFW. | Vendetta! Dad Bod! Leon x fem! reader CW: blowjobs, fingering | WC: 1.1k

I've been meaning to answer this message for a while but haven't had the energy to properly decipher my thoughts. But yeah ram anon, listen I've been in a serious dad bod Leon phase which is all @larvamars fault with their recent drawings. I have moments where I'm at work and my brain just goes "mmm, Vendetta! Dad Bod! Leon" and I lose focus so I get it. It's just something comforting about him having a stomach and thickness that you can grab on to. I need it bad.

Stepping through the front door, the agent walked over the threshold of the entryway and closed the door behind him. Lowering the zipper of his leather jacket, he tossed it over the back of the couch and trudged towards it, plopping himself down with a heavy grunt. Leon placed his head against the edge of the couch and inhaled before exhaling out of his mouth, fingers pinching at the bridge of his nose as his eyes fluttered closed.

Today was a pain in the ass, the cycle of continuous bio-weapon debriefs and missions gave him a run for his money and an unwanted migraine. All he had been thinking about was coming home and cuddling with you, rotting away in bed together until the next morning. He missed you, he always did, and lately, you have been the only source of release from his pent-up stress.

"Leon? Is that you?" He heard your voice filter through his thoughts, lifting his head slightly from where he rested to skim your silhouette.

"Yeah baby, it's me. Come here," opening his arms out for you, you didn't need to be told twice to move, gravitating towards him and situating yourself over his denim-clad lap.

"Rough day?" You asked him, thick arms wrapping around your waist to bring you closer to his warm chest. He breathed in and breathed out, your scent filling his senses and easing his ticked nerves.

"Something like that," he groaned when you rubbed at the base of his neck, lightly massaging his nape. He gripped your thighs and caressed you, the rough material of his fingerless leather gloves contradicting his needy touch.

"I missed you today," he confessed in a tired whisper, kissing softly along the side of your neck, his affectionate side coming through.

"You did?"

"Of course I did. Needed to come home so you can take care of me." He squeezed your body a bit harder, the tension he felt building up and flowing to another region down south.

You hummed in contentment, hands running down from his neck to the softness of his chest and towards his lower stomach. He knew he didn't have the same physique from a few years ago when he was younger, the extra weight counted on with time and his figure began to expand. It initially bothered him and it took him a long while to fully look in the mirror again. But to you? It just gave you more to grab, more to hold, more to love.

"Yeah? Need me to make you feel better baby?" You leaned forward the slightest bit, giving him a sweet peck and his hips a teasing grind. The corner of his lips curved in a smile, his dimple shy of making itself known along with the growing bulge hidden underneath his jeans.

"Mhm. You're the only one that knows what I need," he gripped onto your hips, meshing his lips with your own and urging your mouth open to make room for his tongue. You could taste the faint traces of whiskey left behind from when he snuck a sip from his flask earlier, not that you minded.

He was always touch-deprived, always greedy for more but you never complained. You were more than inclined to please him the best way you knew how.

Propped on your knees in front of the couch, you bobbed your head over Leon's cock, a daily occurrence it seemed, and one of your favorite things to do. The fingers of one hand grasped at the thickness of his thighs, a soft layer of fat over the muscle he sported so frequently. The other was busy rubbing at your clit beneath your cotton shorts in tight circles, moaning with every pass of your tongue over his length.

"Feels so good sweetheart," Leon said above you, his neck strained with the way his head was thrown back, clasping your jaw to guide your movements over him.

“Open wider for me baby, want to be deep in there,” he commanded, instinctively relaxing your jaw until he hit the back of your throat with ease, gagging before repeating the act over and over again.

“Fuuuck, that’s it,” he hissed, shifting his attention downwards to watch you suck him off. 

You held his gaze then, following up his happy trail and his lower tummy, admiring the way it folded and creased from the way he slouched. You focused on the stretch marks that made a tantalizing path around his hips and his biceps, lines you wanted to trace with an imprint of kisses. Whimpering at the thought, you drooled around his length, his pelvis becoming a mess of spit from the amount that dribbled out of you. You moaned loudly when you slipped two fingers into your pussy, wishing you had something more to fill the empty ache between your legs.

Leon grinned at the sight of you craving his touch so badly, paying attention to the telltale signs of you reaching the edge with the way your hand pumped in and out of you.

“So desperate for me, poor thing hates being empty,” he patronized you, the pleasant hum you gave him sending his hips jerking into your face. It was only a matter of time before he spilled down your throat and made a mess of you—just the way you wanted.

“Don’t worry. I’ll feed ya, honey. Just a little bit more and you got me,” Leon grumbled, fucking up into your mouth with an audible plap plap plap. Your throat constricted around him, his balls hitting your chin with every thrust he gave you. Eyes rolling into the back, you focused on regulating your breathing when he slammed your head down to press your nose into his pubic hair as he came.

“Take it, fucking take it.” He practically roared from his release, pudgy stomach and dense legs flexing from your touch, your nails digging into him and leaving crescent marks. You choked as your walls clenched around your digits, in tune with his climax and your own hitting you with a dull cry.

As gently as he could, he drew you away from his softening cock, letting you catch your breath with a light cough. Your lips felt numb and your eyes were bloodshot with tears, but you’ve never been more satisfied, a dopey smile evident on your features.

“How about I return the favor now? Gotta clean up the mess my girl made.” He proposed with a smirk, affectionately wiping away the spit that stained your cheeks along with the tears that left their streaks.

This was why Leon liked coming home to you. You’ll always be there with open arms, an open mouth, and open legs.

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[enhypens-hoe]

milf (teaser!!) - Jeon Jungkook

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(pics. from pinterest but I made the banner myself)

pairing: hot neighbor!nonidol Jungkook x female milf reader

genre: smut, one-shot, age gap (32 and 24) hot neighbor

summary: You and your husband Hoseok have a 6 year-old. You want your marriage with Hoseok to work out but he’s making it difficult. Even throughout these hard times you would not change your life for the world. Well.. what happens when you find out you have a new neighbor but to your surprise he was truly the hottest man you have ever seen.

warnings: cursing, cheating, smut, not much aftercare :/ (tbh jk can’t rlly shower her with love because they choose to have sex at the worst times so he just cleans her quickly sorryyy), breast play, riding (car sex), ass slapping (light), unprotected sex (please use protection), kind of mean dom! jk, sub!reader, bj, doggy style (hitting from the back), slightly possessive jk? dirty talk, age gap, breeding, mention of pregnancy (reader does not get pregnant), pet names, hair tugging, use of (slut, whore, etc.)

ft: le sserafim's Yun-jin (she's aged up to 32) & BTS J-hope (he’s aged up to 33)

Milf -Jjk

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“Have you seen him?!” your best friend Yunjin shouts in your ear while pushing her cart. You two were out grocery shopping while the kids were in school. Yunjin decided to join since she was off of work.

Yunjin and you have been best friends from 2nd grade up until college and after that. You guys met your husbands in college, but Yunjin got divorced last year. Yunjin got pregnant around the same time as you and moved next door. You couldn’t be happier. Her son and your son are best friends I know it’s cliche but whatever. Apparently, we have a new neighbor and according to her he is very attractive. Piercings, tattoos, muscles, he has a motorcycle, can cook, etc. he has it all. She caught a glimpse of him when she came to pick up her son Chul from his playdate with Eun-Woo and she won’t stop drooling over him.

"No actually I haven't. I have been so busy with Eun-Woo starting school I haven't even introduced myself." you say scrunching your eyebrows still recovering by Yunjin's shouting. You weren't very convinced that your new neighbor was as hot as Yunjin was making it seem. "And let me remind you I'm married remember?" you announce as you show her your hand wiggling the finger that the diamond sat on.

Yunjin rolled her eyes lightly smacking your hand away. "Right, I forgot... whatever, this guy has the moms all over him. They are going after him like he's some piece of meat." Yunjin pouts wishing she got some time alone to talk to Jungkook. "And you aren't going after him... for his meat?" She side eyes you while you're looking for cereal. "I'm telling you ___ he's exactly your type and if you don't believe me just introduce yourself besides its the friendly neighbor thing to do." she said as she had a small smile on her face.

"I don't know Yunjin maybe if I get the time I can meet your next husband" you whisper to her as you both laugh.

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You get home and place your bags down in the kitchen. You look up and see the time on the stove. 1:00pm… you still had an hour and forty minutes until Eun-Woo got out of school. You hear light talking coming from down the hall so Hoseok must be home in his office. You don't even bother telling him you are home because he hasn't been paying attention to you anyway.

Yunjin was right it wouldn't hurt to greet your new neighbor. The last thing you want is to seem rude and be the only one who has not introduced yourself to him. So, you made chocolate chip cookies since it would be wrong to go empty handed. You walked towards Jungkook’s house with the container in your hand slightly nervous.

You lifted your fist ready to knock but the door swung open before you could. "Hi l'm-oh" Your eyes slightly widened as you looked up at him. He towered over you wearing a white fitted short sleeve shirt which exposed his arm tattoos and muscles. He had black fluffy hair and a lip piercing. You could see the outline of his abs through the shirt and his big doe eyes were so pretty looking down at you.

“Hey…” he spoke with a small smirk plastered on his face. You were not being very discreet when checking him out. It’s not like he was hiding the way he was looking at your boobs either. “Oh Hi... I’m sorry I just.. um I wanted to introduce myself I live right across from you I’m ___. I made you these.” You say softly while sticking out the container. He smiled at you looking at the container then back at you. His smile is so nice holy fuck. “Thank you so much. My hands are dirty so I can't grab the container. Would you mind coming in?” he asked. You shouldn’t, you know you shouldn't go in it's clear that he thinks you're attractive and well you think he is too.. it's just wrong. “Sure.”

“Great thank you. You can put the cookies on the counter I’m going to wash my hands.” he told you letting you walk in first. His place was organized it was way different than you expected. He walked over to his sink and started washing his hands. His hands are even attractive what the fuck.

Yunjin was right... he's exactly your type. shit…

“Why are your hands so dirty.” you ask trying to make small talk. He looks up at you for a moment then nods his head to the direction of the window. You see the black motorcycle with his initials written on the side in a small cursive font. “I’m fixing it. Somethings wrong with the pipe.” Wiping his hands on a small cloth... he still had something black smeared on his jaw and a little on his arm, but you didn't say anything. He walked over to you and stood quiet for a bit.

“Are you doing anything today?” He questioned analyzing your face. You tried to look somewhere else. You didn’t want to make eye contact with him feeling nervous under his gaze. “I have to pick up my son Eun-Woo from school in forty minutes and cook” you admit.

“Oh, you’re a mom huh.” he’s not really asking its more of a statement. The look on his face shockingly does not show any signs of disappointment. “Do you have a husband? I haven’t seen him with you.” he pushes.

“Yea I do. We just… we aren’t going through the best time right now that's all. It happens to a lot of people though.” you tell him trying to reassure yourself realizing you overshared god you hate when you do that. “Hmm… I don’t know how he does it I wouldn’t be able to stay away from you.” he admits playing with a strand of your hair and using his hand to tilt your jaw up. You two look at each other and you know what you are going to do next is wrong, but you can’t help it. His lips crash onto yours and you grab at his arm. The kiss turns into a heated make out session running your hands through his hair. You hesitate for a moment wondering if you should take it further. You start unbuckling his belt slightly pulling his pants down.

"Is this, okay?" you ask pulling away from his lips as he tries leaning forward to kiss you again. "Yes, shit" he answers before reattaching his lips to yours as you softly palm him through his boxers. You push his chest slightly and get on your knee's looking up at him through your lashes. He threw his head back mouth slightly open and his eyes closed. His face alone has you wet.

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jazi’s note: hii omg I’m so excited to release this fic I’ve had the idea for a while, but I recently realized that I want to put it out. Sorry, if it is not the best it is my first time writing a fic so, please be patient with my writing journey. I hope to put out more fics and I want them to get better as I go. Reposts, likes, comments, & follows are well appreciated love you all hope you have an amazing day!! :)

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[jinwoosungs]

{ 155 }

follow you.

jinwoo sung x fem.reader

{ i will follow you way down wherever you may go | i'll follow you way down to your deepest low | i'll always be around wherever life takes you | you know i'll follow you... }

anonymous said: Is it possible to have a scenario with Jinwoo where f.reader is dealing with a co-worker in his 50s at work who makes her uncomfortable by making inappropriate remarks in his conversations with her and never respects her personal space, she isn't scared of him but he makes her anxious and nervous at his sight for 7 months straight...and she doesn't tell Jinwoo until he starts noticing that she spaces out more often lost in her thoughts. (Its a true event that happened to me at my work and I hope you can write a comforting scenario for it😮‍💨 also eager to see more of protective Jinwoo 😏)

lately, you found yourself dreading the thought of going to work.

you were a young woman who was a regular civilian in this world filled with hunters, gates, and monsters. ever since these strange gates began to appear all across the world, thousands of people awakened with this unique ability to combat against these threats-

your boyfriend being one of these well known hunters.

however, you were not one of those special humans that had awakened with these abilities.

which was why you worked a regular office job in the midst of the city. and your job was by no means too difficult-

however, there was just one tiny issue with your workplace-

and that came in the form of your highly persistent coworker.

he was a balding man that appeared to be in his mid-50s named ryung. the moment your assigned cubicle was directly next to him, the man made it his life's mission to constantly flirt with you. in between breaks, he would find you and proceed to talk to you, all while placing lingering touches against your arm or shoulder.

"you're so beautiful, hehe."

"you say you have a boyfriend, but i don't believe he's serious about you. hell, if i were 30 years younger, i would have snatched you up and put a ring on that pretty little finger of yours!"

"damn, your ass looks fine in that skirt..."

hearing such constant remarks was enough to make you shudder.

despite the many times you told him you had a boyfriend (that also worked as a powerful hunter!), the man refused to back off. and the fact that this had been going on for nearly 7 months now made it so much worse for you.

now, you were filled with anxiety when ryung casually saunters up to your cubicle. even during the times where you purposely ignored him, the man would simply proceed to linger outside of your cubicle, forcing you to listen to his heavy breathing and crazed mutterings, only walking away when the sounds of your other coworkers approaching forces him to make his retreat.

you thought about turning in your letter of resignation several times, but always decided against it, since this was a good job that paid well-

and you didn't want your boyfriend to do all the heavy lifting when it came to your shared finances.

being so caught up with your thoughts, you couldn't even touch the breakfast your boyfriend had made for you, making him frown in response. he calls out your name several times, but you remain completely unresponsive to him.

"sarang." he calls out your nickname while brushing the ice cold glass of orange juice against your cheek. the sudden, icy sensation felt against your skin successfully manages to break you out of your thoughts, forcing to face your boyfriend's concerned gaze.

"jinwoo... what is it?"

jinwoo sighs before running a hand through his hair, placing the glass of orange juice back on the table. "i was asking you if you were okay for several minutes now, and you just recently responded to me. is something bothering you? i noticed that you haven't been yourself lately... ever since you started your job at that company."

you shift around uncomfortably in your seat, feeling as though you were being interrogated by jinwoo.

"it's nothing, jin. just-"

"bullshit it's nothing."

jinwoo then casually sits back in his seat with his arms crossed, his voice coming out as strained as he was clearly trying to control his anger.

"has ryung been bothering you again?"

your mouth goes dry, meeting jinwoo's gaze with wide eyes.

"h-how did you know about that?"

a smirk paints his handsome features. "have you forgotten just who your lover is?"

ah, that's right... he was the shadow monarch. he probably placed a bunch of his soldiers within your shadow and saw what was going on through their eyes.

"i could always have bellion rip through him for you?" jinwoo asks you while letting out a series of rich chuckles, but you were only half-certain that he was simply joking.

"n-no, you don't need to go that far. ryung is harmless... but a nuisance."

jinwoo hums before gesturing at your plate of breakfast. "come on, go ahead and finish eating. i'm going to take you to work."

"oh, you don't need to, jinwoo-"

"sarang, please, i insist."

with his voice dripping with a saccharine sweetness, you could no longer deny him. letting out a sigh, you give him a nod before returning your attention back to the delicious breakfast jinwoo had prepared for you.

you spend the next thirty minutes making small talk with your boyfriend, setting up plans for the upcoming weekend while being filled with an eagerness for the end of the week. once you finished eating and jinwoo had washed all the plates did he grab his keys. smoothing out your blouse and skirt, you grab your own briefcase while walking out the door with jinwoo.

throughout the whole drive to your workplace, jinwoo holds on to your hand while keeping his other hand on the steering wheel. during every stop light, he brings the back of your hand up against his lips, giving it a sweet kiss while basking in your joyful giggles.

soon enough, jinwoo arrives and parks in front of your office building, unbuckling his seat belt before heading out to open the door for you. seeing him smiling down at you, you give him his hand and allow him to walk with you into the building.

upon entering your workplace, several people recognized jinwoo and immediately greet him (all while trying to hold back their awe). your boyfriend keeps his hand on yours, simply returning their greetings with a smile before escorting you to the elevators.

the ride to the twentieth floor was filled with eager giggles and soft kisses, and you quickly felt your anxieties melt away. a few seconds later, the elevator doors slide open as you and jinwoo walked into the floor where you usually worked.

but instead of allowing you to enter your cubicle, he places a hand behind your back, leading you directly towards ryung's office space.

as if sensing you, the older man looks away from his computer screen, raspy voice calling out your name in an almost possessive manner when he faces you-

only to let out a desperate gasp when jinwoo uses his powers to lift ryung off the ground.

"ack!"

"jinwoo!"

but jinwoo ignores your sudden cries of his name, eyes glowing a bright purple hue as he continues to lift ryung mid-air with his telekinesis. choked sounds were heard coming from the man, and your mind was spinning, becoming filled with a sudden panic-

you didn't want jinwoo to get in trouble because of this man!

"if you continue to flirt with my lover so shamelessly like that ever again, i'll kill you."

within seconds, jinwoo releases his invisible grip on ryung, causing the older man to land on his knees for him. he was coughing, with tears filling his vision as the fear was evident in his eyes. completely ignoring ryung, jinwoo turns his attention back to you all while giving you a sweet smile.

"come, i'll take you back to your cubicle, sarang."

you give jinwoo an exasperated sigh, running your hips against his all while whispering to him, "you're insane, using your powers on him like that...?!"

"so what? i put the fear of the shadow monarch into him. there's no way he would dare to flirt with you now."

as if on cue, you hear ryung let out a whimper while pretending to type something on his computer. you shake your head at jinwoo, but still accept his kiss when he leans down toward you.

only after he was satisfied with your kiss did jinwoo pull away from you. "call me when you're done with your shift, and i'll pick you up."

you give him one last nod, watching as jinwoo leaves your office before deciding to login to your own computer, ready to start your day with a confident smile on your face, secretly grateful for jinwoo's intervention as you were certain ryung would leave you alone now.

{ ... }

the next morning, when you came into work and saw that ryung's cubicle was completely emptied of his belongings, confirming your coworker's mention of his sudden resignation-

that was when you let out a relieved sigh while giggling slightly.

perhaps you would need to treat jinwoo to something nice after all.

a.n. - hhhhh more double updates because i love jinwoo soooo much! 😭

all stories are written by rei; reposts, translations, and plagiarism are not allowed.

#sung jinwoo x reader #jinwoo sung x reader #sung jinwoo x you #jinwoo sung x you #solo leveling x reader #.stories

[throneofspicybooks]

We'll I don't know if you've read IronFlame yet...but if that's the case then there is a scene where Xaden imagined doing sth with Violet that included a chair. 😏

If you haven't read IF yet, then possibly a training session on the mat turning spicy with some praisekink and consented edging?

I’m not sure if you wanted this in terms of a Violet/Xaden pov but it’s somehow ended up as reader as Violet🤷‍♀️ And I’ll definitely do a training session version in the next few days 😗

✨Throne - Xaden x Reader Smut✨

Smut MDNI

Xaden’s arms were a comforting presence as he slowly lowered your feet to the ground. After carrying you up the stairs and dismissing the Assembly, rather rudely you might add, you were both extremely glad for the empty room as your grabby hands pulled at the clothes still covering your bodies.

“So needy for me, Violence.” He nipped at your earlobe. “If I dip my hand in your pants, will I find your cunt nice and wet for me?”

“Why don’t you find out?” Your fingers began undoing the straps of his flying leathers with haste, exposing his toned body seeming to make you drunk as you eyed him up and down.

He chuckled darkly and took you up on the offer. The first prod of his finger had you gasping, moaning into his mouth as he kissed you passionately. “So wet for me. How quickly do you think I can make you cum this time, hmm?”

Xaden flicked your clit as he pulled your leathers from your chest. His lips wrapped around your nipple with a heaving suck that had your head thrown back with a gasp. His tongue circled your nipple as his fingers prodded at your entrance. “You think you can take my cock, Violence? You’re definitely wet enough for it. You’re practically dripping down my arm.”

Your fingers threaded through his air as you yanked his head back and your eyes connected, his pace never slowing as he fingered your cunt. “Please just fuck me, Xaden.”

He did not have to be told twice.

Whipping the rest of your leathers off in move that indicated they would surely have to be replaced, Xaden spun you both round to the arm of the chair.

No, not chair. Throne. His throne. Xaden’s throne.

Xaden pushed a large hand to the middle of your back. Your hands flung out in front of yourself as your ass was raised for his taking. Not even bothering to remove his pants, he groaned as he fisted his cock in a tight squeeze. As he ran the leaking tip up and down your dripping cunt, shadows came up to swirl around your peaked nipples.

“Hold on tight, Princess.” But Xaden shocked you as he slid in with a frustratingly slow and gentle thrust. When he finally slid in to the hilt, he stopped, letting you adjust to his exceptionally large size. You tried to move, to push back onto his cock, looking for any friction to the constant ache. Xaden moved with you, denying any relief. “Have you been a good girl, Violence?” Your groan of frustration and garbled ‘yes’ had him chuckling. “I think you have. I think you deserve to be completely and thoroughly fucked.”

And if those weren’t the the sweetest words.

Xaden’s hips snapped in a brutal pace. The lewd, squelching of your dripping cunt filled the air, mixing with your shared moans. The tip of his large cock continued to press against the squishy spot nestled amongst your gummy walls, making you see stars with every thrust. “Gods, you’re so tight. You’re about to cum already, aren’t you?”

Fuck, he was right. Release had already begun to gathering along your spine. Xaden’s large hands grabbed your hips in a way that would surely leave bruises. Feeling your pussy tightening, he somehow picked up the pace, going even faster and harder than before. The plush arm of the throne dug into your hips and stomach as you rested you full weight on it, your feet lifting off the ground as Xaden took you mercilessly.

A shadow, small and swirling, came up to circle your clit. And then you were gone. Eyes rolling back and a muffled scream accompanied the near painful squeeze of your cunt Xaden pushed you over the edge and into your orgasm. You gushed as you came, your wetness coating Xaden’s still leather-clad thighs.

The squeeze and the shining slick on his legs had Xaden cumming at the sight. His moans of ecstasy and still snapping hips only prolonged your own climax. “Fuck, Violence. You feel so good. Such a good girl, squirting and squeezing my cock so tight. I’m so proud of you.” You squealed at the praise. Fingers drawing back to find purchase on anything you could.

Xaden lowered you both to the ground as you came down from your highs, somehow never pulling out. The two of you settled on the floor, the cool stone soothing the heat on your skin as Xaden rubbed a hand into your taunt muscles. Your eyes closed as he lovingly kissed the top of your head. “And you managed to not set any trees on fire with your lightening. I’m so proud of you, Violence.” You made a happy little noise at his praise, your hand gently tracing the lines of muscles. “Reckon I could make you squirt again?” You gladly took him up on the offer.

#fourth wing #iron flame #xaden riorson #xaden x violet #xaden x reader #fanfic #smut #fourth wing smut

[ddymarie]

☀︎ Bakugo x reader

OPACAROPHILE

☀(n) A Person Who Loves The Sunsets

☀You had a rare weekend with katsuki and you both decided to spend it with a beach date

☀includes: kissing, rubbing, water, body worship, use of good girl, car sex (back shots) .

☀ a/n : I haven't uploaded in a while ik but I have so many fics in my drafts ready to made! Also some song suggestions are scattered throughout the fiction from my 'random' writing playlist! Speaking of music I haven't been able to get bad by wale outta my head

The sky was filled with orange reds and yellows. The setting sun adding a glow to your brown skin. Katsuki eyes looked as if they glowed from the way the sun had affected them, as he towered overed you, even sitting down.

"Katsu~ " he mocked holding your face in his hands "katsu~, let's go to the beach" he mimicked your voice.

Rolling your eyes lying back on the towel. Black bathing suit (design of your choice) highlighting your curves. Your pretty jewelry added a glow to you. You looked like a goddess.

Your Bluetooth playing partynextdoor. The smirk on your face was quickly wiped away when your boyfriend suddenly picked you up " katsuki! " you screamed giggling "ahh! " the loud splash you caused-caused katsuki to laugh.

" you son of-" swimming back to the surface looking around for your petty ass boyfriend-only to not find him anywhere in sight. Just then you were lifted up from underneath. Katsuki arose from the water with you on his shoulders "look not so bad right, pretty?" he teased looking up at you.

The water dripping off him had you hot and bothered. Fuck he looked like he tasted better then he smelled in this moment. And your favorite thing about him was his caramel scent. It drove you crazy when he sweated.

Retreating from your position on his shoulders. Standing in the water. It came just up to your neck. Paddling your hands on the water as you splashed him. Your small smile soon grew bigger once he began to splash you back " oh, pretty it's on! " he looked into your eye's with a glare hinted with a bit playfulness.

Hours passed before you both decided to call quits on the water fun.

The sky had shined bright even during the night. Stars causing nothing but your silhouettes to appear. Together you both looked like Greeks God's. Especially with your arms around his neck and his on your waist kissing away like you would loose each other to the deep, dark depths of the water. It was majestic.

The sound of your bracelets jingling as you allowed him to lift you up by your thighs. Escorting you outta of the water. Lips just now breaking apart. You both gasped catching breaths you hadn't realized you'd lost.

" you look beautiful in that bathing suit. Might have to buy you more " he said squeezing what he could of your plump ass before smacking it,french kissing you.

Lying you you both down on the singular orange towel. Orange and black the same color of his trunks. Your glasses that once sat on top of your head now falling on the the tip of your nose.

Removing them off your face and setting the black shades a side.

Bakugo began trailing his hands down your body. Lifting a leg of yours over his waist. Licking his lips as he dove in stealing another kiss from you

"Uh-uh" you said looking at the blonded lover in the eyes waving a finger in his face 'no' was what it symbolized " wait til we get home, play boy" you said pushing the muscular man from a top of you

Getting up, taking the blue tooth with you to the car. Katsuki sat there for a moment mesmerized by your jiggling ass before abruptly getting up snatching the towel and your shades up with him trailing behind you...

Laughing as you jumped into your shared foreign car. Katsuki pulling outta the now empty parking lot.

Driving on the empty road one hand on the steering wheel the other on your thigh. It was a small simple gesture of his until it started to trail up your thigh. The car slowed down... Pulling into yet another empty parking lot...it was 10:30 pm

Unbuckling his seat belt while leaning over the the arm rest grabbing your face and kissing you causing you to drop what ever treat you had in your hand. You two had been on the breezy road for about 27 minutes. The large shirt that pulled over your bathing suit. Was now being lifted. The shirt was off within seconds along with your top... And panties.

In this foreign car let it go

You went from kissing in the front seat to receiving back shots in the back of your truck.

" mm~ " you whimpered this man was knocking the air outta your lungs. Leaving you breathless "fuck" he growled throwing his head back. Hands gripping tightly on your waist which was sure to bruise later. Your hips collided. You throwing your ass back meeting his hard forward thrust. " ah-ah ahh~" you moaned as he pulled your hair, Leg up on the seat spanking your ass leaving a visible hand print on your brown skined ass. " fuck, pretty, just like that " he said removing his hand off your ass and onto your neck.

You cried out begging.. Pleading " please~" what were you begging for? Shit you ain't even know. His thrust slowed as he tilted your head down putting you in a face down ass up position and he lurched forward " love this body, baby" he worshipped hands roaming with no destination in sight. The feel of your skin. Your curves. Had this man on his knees everytime he seen em. Whether at home or on the feild. As his thrusts slowed they got deeper. He drew his hips back further it was torture to you. But it felt "soo good~". The pleasure he was giving to you made you arch your back more. You stopped throwing your hips back letting him do his thing. And from there it was nothing but praise~

"Mm~" you whined at his words " ass so soft. " he said gripping your soft ass spreading your cheeks. Slipping a thumb in your butt "ahhh, katsu~" "yea thats right say my name, good girl~"

Take the time to find you out

You love when a young n! go down on it

"Say it baby" he groaned.

" in this foreign car, let it go" he whispered in your ear.

That was all you needed to hear before you let go. " I'M COMING,KATSUKI!" you moaned his name Cumming all over the seats. You both sat there in silence for a couple of moments.

"Guess someone couldn't wait til we got home" you said looking back with a smirk before passing out.

You woke up to the car pulling into your shared pent house parking lot.

☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️

#bakugo smut #bakugo x black reader #bnha x you #bakugou katsuki #mha smut #bakugou x reader #katsuki smut #bakugou smut #bakugo x reader #mha x black female reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugo katuski x reader #bakugou headcanons #Spotify

[poppy-metal]

going insane over toxic ballet au jordan!!! bc obviously the tension between u two is only going to build through rehearsals and the heat that pools in your belly when they touch you will only get harder to bear :( and they're still mean to you n you don't know how to process the fact that the way they talk to you turns you on--your dedication to dance hadn't given you much time to have physical relationships w anyone and you don't have enough experience to know wherher or not wanting them the way you do is okay :( but the fact that they haven't reported you to thw academy for getting all hot n bothered every time you dance gives you the tiniest bit of hope that they like you too.

and they do. fuck their hand every night thinking about you--the way you don't realize how filthy you look, panting from exertion and adrenaline and desire, pupils blown out when u look up at them. but fuck them, they've worked too hard to get this role and they won't throw it away just because their partner is irritating and young and naive and would look fucking unreal falling apart on their cock--pushes fantasies of fucking you dumb out of their head until they're alone w their thoughts in the shower. tries to pretend they don't want to ruin you--they know you aren't the perfect little prodigy everyone thinks you are. know that you want them. but they have too much at stake to consider doing something about it--not during performance season.

until, of course, performance season is ending--running the show for the last time in front of an audience and when you're holding the finishing pose, their strong arms holding your bodies together, they dip their head to mumble "good job." into your ear, low and out of breath and it's nothing sexual but you're flushing red. them feeling your hips twitch against their thigh, pressed so close they can feel you clench around nothing and hear you gasp, even over roaring applause, and fuck, they can't take it anymore.

getting through bows and critiques on autopilot, walking back towards the changing rooms in silence after most everyone else had left. them turning to face you when you reach their room and you gesture in the direction of your own, mumbling out an "thank you for... not dropping me, i guess. gnna go change. yeah." and you're flushed and squirming, hair that had escaped your bun framing your face, looking up at them with your doe eyes and they snap. grunt out a "for fuck's sake," and pull you into their room, closing the door behind you and you're being shoved up against it n they're kissing you hard, grabbing your hands to pin them against the wall. groaning into your mouth, running their hand down your body until they're running their finger along your slit through your tights. grunting "dripping all over my fucking thigh on stage. fucking pathetic." and you squeeze your eyes shut, head lolling against the door--whining, mouth falling open just from the pad of their finger tapping your clit through rough fabric. your now free hand coming up to cover your mouth, biting down when jordan starts circling your clit torturously slow. it doing little to muffle your desperate little noises.

yelping out a startled "jordan!!" when they lift you up by the backs of your thighs, dropping you on the couch in the corner. settling onto their knees next to you, grabbing you by the hips to pull you against them. hands slipping over your ass, grabbing at your thighs, teasing ur little hole through your sheer tights--you yelping when they grab them hard and rip them, baring your pussy to the cold room. flipping you over like you weigh nothing and bringing a hand down on your ass and the way you keen, high and needy, and roll your hips against nothing will star in their wet dreams for the rest of their life. running their fingers through your slit while you whimper, cheek smushed against the couch when you turn to look at them, letting out a broken, debauched moan when they spear you open on their fingers. "been waiting for this, yeah? filthy fucking girl. never felt like this, have you?" and you're nodding and grinding against their fingers and AAASIGJNF idfk my brain is mush

THIS IS SO SICK AND TWISTEEEEEEEEED

#ask #IM GOING INSANE IN THE MEMBRANE #jordan....ripping her tights #oh....oh.... #they're so pent up you know they're battering your little cunny with their fingers like they hate you #oh im going so insane..... #u cant KEEP GETTINT AWAY WITH TBIIIIIIS #toxic!ballet jordan #jordan li x reader #jordan li smut

[my-queer-fantasy]

daydreaming about teasing a new partner by listing out some of the things i wanna do to them under the guise of just surveying for their consent while slowly lowkey acting it out and sitting on their bed face to face

can i pull your hair? while gently tugging their hair from the back. can i grab your neck roughly? with my fingers gently brushing against their throat and down their chest. can i spit in your mouth? while grabbing their chin tentatively, making them open up their mouth for me a little with their tongue peaking out. then slowly pushing them down. can i bite your ears? whispered into their ear, my teeth grazing their ear lobe. may i kiss you here? breathed into their neck or against their chest, my lips almost touching their skin. what about here? as i traveled down, brushing my fingers over their tummy now. what if i go even lower, would you like it if i kissed you here? while running my fingers lower, closer to their parts, maybe even over them. my fingertips barely touching them. would you like it if i spread your thighs wide open for me like this? while sitting up on my knees and coaxing their legs open, my hands grabbing and brushing against the insides of their thighs. if i teased my fingers along your hole? moving my touch over their hole and circling my fingers over their entrance tentatively. do you want to know how it feels when my dick/strap presses inside of you? while suddenly applying more pressure to my touch, pressing in through their clothes. show me, how loudly would you moan for me? a devilish smile at the needy moan that escapes their mouth and the expression on their face. what if i flipped you around and took you from the back? as i grab their hips rougher than before and flip them around and pull their ass up toward me pressing myself against them. would it be okay if i grabbed your neck while i was fucking you and pulled you against me and fucked up into you? narrated into their ear as i press my hand against their throat and gently lift their body to meet mine. my breath against their neck while i hold them in place, my other hand on their hips, and softly grind against their ass. or would you like to be fucked into the mattress until you were screaming out my name? i growl as i let their head fall back to their pillows and straddle their back, my hips over their ass. maybe i'd punctuate some of my words with my hips, and then lean over them as i ask would you like it if i made you cum until you forgot yours? in a sultry, breathy voice against their skin. my body pressed fully against their back and i plant a small kiss to the back of their neck. and lastly–, i start getting up – how do you feel about wearing a maid uniform? i continue nonchalantly as if i haven't been mercilessly teasing them for the past half an hour or more. okay, great! hey...... why do you look so bothered?

and i patiently wait for each answer and watch as they progressively get audibly needier and hornier for me with my each passing question and touch. until they are rock hard or sopping wet for me and desperately trying to hide it from me, but i already knew and relished the effect my words have on them. so i'd just glance down on them confidently and ask them one last question.

do you want me to show you all of that on you in practice next? if you do, promise me you'll moan and be loud and sound really pretty for me, okay?

#t4t nsft #nonbinary nsft #nblnb nsft #nblw nsft #nblm nsft #nb top #teasing #nonbinary dom #🩷💛🩵 #my queer fantasies #gender neutral nsft #genderless nsft #transfem bottom #transmasc bottom #nonbinary bottom #what would your answer be?

[milawritesstuff]

bestie you have tu give us some juicy pedri smut right now .. we have to celebrate his return to training sessions 🥳

A/N: Your wish is my command. I feel like I haven't been writing very well lately but hope you guys like this, in honor of our magician being back.

•••

You heard the door unlock. You quickly stood up from the couch you were laying on and walked over to the front door. Your boyfriend’s brown eyes and a smile on his face greeted you. -Hola amor.- You said. -How was practice? They missed you.-

Pedri laughed at your comment knowing well you were talking about all of the pictures the fans had posted about him finally being back. He had been in recovery for the past two months due to an injury and today had been his official day back with the team. You had hated seeing him mope around the house because he wasn’t able to play or be in regular practice with his teammates. It had been a dreadful two months but it was finally over.

-The weird thing is, I think I missed them too.- He said with a chuckle as he walked into the home you two shared and placed his bag on the floor. For the most part the two of you enjoyed what the fans posted. You didn’t fault them, he was irresistible and their edits served you purpose when you were missing him.

-You know they were all thinking that pimple on your neck was a hickey?- You asked as he sat down on the couch and you immediate went to sit down next to him. You needed his touch, there was just something about seeing those pictures of him that did it for you. You needed him.

He rolled his eyes. -I know better than to show up to practice with hickeys. That’s why I didn’t take my shirt off.- He said as he turned over and left a kiss on your forehead. You smiled as visions of last night came into your mind. You had left several visible hickeys on his chest but you knew better than to leave any on his neck or places the fans could easily see.

-And why are you wearing your shorts like that lately?- You asked. He turned over to you and lifted you so that you would now be sitting on his lap facing him, your knees on either side of his body. You felt his hands creep up your dress as he finally rested them on your ass.

-Why not? Does it bother you?- He asked in a husky voice. You shrugged your shoulders and offered him a smile. -What bothers me is that you’re not home when I see those pictures and I can’t have you right there and then.-

He pushed himself forward and grabbed your bottom lip with his teeth. -Well, you have me here now.- He lifted your chin up with his fingers and looked you straight into your eyes. Even after all of this time of being with him, just having him stare at you like that sent shivers down your body. -Come on, tell me what you want.- He slurred into a kiss. His soft lips entangled with yours as his tongue slightly parted them to go in and explore you. Without much thinking you whispered back, -Your thighs- He stopped kissing and pulled away enough to look at you with furrowed brows. -We can start there.- He said as he spread his legs and allowed you to now rest on one of his thighs instead of his lap. As soon as he felt your core touching him he smiled. -Babe.- He said -You’re so fucking wet- You looked at him, biting your bottom lip feeling your cheeks turn red. He smiled and kissed you.

-I’m so hard right now, don’t be embarrassed.- And with that he placed his hands on your back and held you as you began to grind on him. Your hands on his neck as his lips moved to your neck leaving sloppy wet kisses and a few bites. Your moans began to fill his ears, forgetting about everything but the girl on top of him moaning out his name. You continued to moan as you felt the pressure of his thigh on your core. 

Your hand going from the back of his neck now down his body trying to find his hard dick, your fingers slipping under his shorts and boxers and quickly grabbing what you had been wanting all day. You used your thumb to spread the precum over his tip as you continued to grind on him, his name leaving your mouth as you kept your eyes closed and felt his soft and warm lips on your neck.

Your moans got louder and closer, -Joder!- He slurred as he grabbed your ass making you stop grinding on him. -What’s wrong?- You said. He smiled as he wrapped his fingers around your underwear and you lifted yourself up to allow him to take them off. -I need to be inside of you.-

You stood up and took off your dress as he also got rid of his clothes, sitting back down on the couch and watching you with hungry eyes as you sat on top of him again. Your lips attacking his while your fingers grabbed onto his hair. You could feel his hard dick against you as his hands moved around your back, going up and down. 

You felt his hands go to your ass and yours went to his shoulders as he helped you up a little and then pushed you down so that he could enter you. You let out a moan as you felt him all inside of you filling you up. His hands grabbed onto your ass as you began to move over him. Your bodies moved together so easily, every time, almost like they were meant for each other. Your bodies so close to each other as he pushed you against his body, his hips bucking up and him going in deeper with every movement. 

-You really liked those pictures, huh?- He joked as you continued to moan out his name unable to say anything in response. He laughed. You continued to move over him but it had become too much for him. He needed to take charge. His hands holding onto your jaw, his lips devouring yours and your tongues dancing with each other. He moved quickly so that now you were under him on the couch, him in between your legs as he began to trust in and out of you. He started off slow which made you mad. -Faster, Pepi.- You said as you felt his tip touch the deepest part of you. -Not yet.- He said in between moans. You knew well the soft pace was driving him mad as well but he loved to tease you.

Finally he couldn’t hold it any longer and he began to thrust faster and deeper. Your nails digging into his arms begging him for more, faster, deeper Pepi. You’re not sure how many times Pedri went in and out of you, eventually his moans filing your ears up as he nuzzled himself in the crook of your neck. -Right there, Pedri.- You moaned out as you felt pressure form in your lower abdomen, his movements becoming sloppier, his moans louder. -Here?- He said with a smirk as he enjoyed your continuous moans thinking how beautiful his name sounded coming out of your mouth. You pressed your legs around him as you felt a release of the most beautiful pleasure you had ever experienced. He followed your orgasm as his lips entangled with yours while you felt yourself continue to clench around him. 

Pedri placed a kiss on your forehead and took himself out of you, continuing to leave a trail of small soft kisses from your neck throughout your clavicle and down to your breasts. He smiled as he placed the last kiss and your fingers moved around his hair.

-Te amo.- He whispered.

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#pedri x reader #pedri imagine #pedri smut #pedri x y/n #pedri x you #pedri imagines #pedri requests #pedri blurb

[sailorsenshishitposter]

Trish x Reader

I still have a bunch of other dmc fanfics I haven't posted here like ones for Halloween and Christmas (featuring Nico using gunpowder in a ginger bread house contest and one where Dante is Santa in the parade while Vergil hurls sharpened candy canes at him) but it feels weird uploading them out of season so I'll only do it if anyone is actually interested.

Anyway here's Night of the Living Pizza

Tonight was just going to be you and Trish. She was always so busy and now she finally had a night off. You were fooling around and your stomach started to grumble. How unsexy. "I think I'm goìng to go get some pizza..." you said as you trailed off. You found some leftover pizza slices on Dantes counter and you noticed how cold they were but this was okay since you could just reheat them. You opened the microwave door and set the pizza inside. You went to set the timer but you noticed it was shut off."

Damn it!" you yelled as you slammed your hand on top of the machine. Trish came over and put her arms around you. "What's wrong?" she asked. You pointed at the microwave. "I can't get this stupid thing to work because Dante doesn't bother to pay his electricity bill!". Trish lifted your chin up and looked into your eyes. "Shouldn't be a problem for me. Let me try something". Trish waved her palm in the air while chanting "Bibbity bobbity fucking boo"  and summoned electricity that gathered at the tip of her fingers. She then shot out a bolt and zapped the microwave.

There was a puff of smoke that soon disappeared to reveal a badly damaged machine that was charred beyond belief. "I think it's cooked now at least..." Trish said sheepishly. As you were starting to calm down you heard banging coming from inside the microwave. "Trish... what did you DO!?" you shouted and to your horror, the door flung open. "WHAT THE FUCK!?" you screamed. Suddenly the pizza was not only alive but aggressive. Just as Trish was about to shoot it, the pizza slung itself like a throwing star and sliced her head clean off. Since Trish was a demon though it would just grow back like a hydra. She groaned and said "talk about my neck, my back, my pussy and my crack! I'm going to kill that thing!".

As Trish began to chase the pizza, Dante had just arrived back home. He took one look at what was going on and went "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?". You informed him of what was happening and soon he was caught up to speed. He stroked his chin hair and said "I think I know why this is happening. You guys know you're not supposed to feed pizza after midnight right?". You slapped your forehead and sighed. "That's from Gremlins Dante GOD DAMN IT!!!" Dante looked surprised and then said "Oh yeah, that name sounds familiar. I think I was drunk when I watched it. Anyway this is probably the work of a demon then." You stared at Dante in disbelief and said "You can't be serious can you?".

"I'm completely serious. And know I have to go stop Trish." You were even more confused now. "Shouldn't you be killing it Dante?". He turned to you and said "Maybe I can reason with it. No one should ever be forced to harm innocent pizza.". A single tear was shed. "Devils do cry I guess." you said and you knew better than to get between Dante and the love of his life (pizza). Just as Dante went to locate Trish a "THAT'S AMORE!" Could be heard within the building. Dante ran as fast a he could but it was too late. The pizza was now deasceasd. R.I.P. (rest in pepperoni).

Dante then cradled the slice and sobbed. "I SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE ONE TO FILL YOUR DARK SOUL WITH LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!" he cried out. You took some left over pizza boxes, scissors and glue and returned with a homemade coffin. "It's what he would have wanted." you say. You go outside and start digging. Soon the pizza is burried and you're all embraced in a group hug while Dante is drunk off his ass as he sings kumbaya. At this point Vergil returns home, assesses the situation and then turns to walk away.

#crack fic #Dmc #trish x reader #devil may cry #devil may cry x reader #Halloween special kind of I guess #dante sparda #trish dmc #dante #Haunted pizza #himbo dante #shitpost

[mentalhomosexual]

when they come home exhausted / sad

Hyung line ver 🫶🏽 (Straykids)

Chan (방찬)

As your laying on the couch, scrolling through your phone, drowning in complete boredom you hear the front door open and softly close. you jump up in excitement knowing it's your boyfriend that's finally home from work.

you walk over to the front door to find chan taking his shoes off at the door and he looks...tired. i mean he always comes home tired but he looks more tired than he usually does. worry overtakes you as you walk up to him, placing a hand on his shoulder

"hey baby, are you alright?" you say as you take in his tired eyes and low energy that's radiating off him

"yeah, i'm just a little tired. I've been working really hard on some songs and it's just got me a little tense"

he huffs out as he yawns and rubs his eyes. god you hate seeing him like this. so tired he can barely keep his eyes open or talk to you. he noticed the worry grow in your facial expression and gave you a warm smile as a form of damage control but you know him.

"Im fine really, it's okay. there's nothing to worry about my love"

you're fine my ass. you know your boyfriend and you know when he's past his limit. you pull him into a hug and he immediately responds. resting his head on your shoulder, groaning

"how about I run you a warm bath, and then I tuck you into bed like a little baby burrito "

you say smiling ear to ear as you clasped your hands together tightly, hoping he'll say yes because you love babying him.

he smiles and chuckles softly before saying

"I'd love that baby"

you squeal happily and drag him upstairs eager to help him relax

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Minho (민호)

As soon as you get the text that your boyfriend has arrived home you excitedly jump off the couch and rush out the front door to greet him like you always do. but once you're next to him you can tell something's off

You scan his face and he looks like he's been crying. and that makes you panic because he rarely cries and when he does it's something big and serious bothering him, so you just silently take his hand in yours and take him inside. As soon as you close the door you immediately engulf him in a big hug.

"What happened baby?" you say as you feel him bury his face in your neck along with some tears here and there. your fingers begin to play with his hair as you know that always calms him down

"practice was really rough today...I don't know what it is but my voice hasn't been sounding like it should and I feel a little overwhelmed because of the pressure on me right now"

You heart shatterers for him. he's an amazing vocalist and you know that because he often sings for you as you find it quite enjoyable and relaxing but now it's your turn to return the favor

"Baby, I think the reason your voice is kinda off is because you haven't been taking care of yourself. you need rest and lately i've noticed you haven't been giving yourself that and it worries me"

You try to press down the lump developing in your throat as you don't wanna make the situation about yourself but Minho notices the little crack in your voice and he lifts his head off your shoulder to be met with your watery eyes and he immediately feels awful.

how could he do this to you. he knew his resting habits have been slacked on as he would stay up and practice practically all night. but he never knew you felt this way about the situation.

"I...I'm so sorry baby, I'll do better. i didn't mean to worry you"

you cup his face and look at him deeply, wiping some tears off his cheek.

"It's okay, come on let's go cuddle with sooni, doongi, and dori, they've missed you"

you say smiling at the smile that has grown on his face as well. he nods and you pull him upstairs to where his cats lay spread out on the bed. you lay down with minho on your chest, babbling about his day to his cats while you play with his hair. he eventually falls asleep and you smile to yourself as you peck his cheek and continue to brush your fingers through his hair

ִֶָ . ָ࣪ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ִ ִֶָ֗ . ָ࣪ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ִ ִֶָ֗ . ָ࣪ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ִ ִֶָ֗ . ָ࣪ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ִ

Binnie (창빈)

It's never a surprise to you when Changbin comes home a little upset, you understand how stressful it can be at times so you never held it against him to be upset sometimes. but today threw you for a loop. he was really upset and wouldn't talk to you and being the best girlfriend you are you asked him if something happened at work and if he was okay. and boy did he not like that. he yelled at you for nagging him and stormed off to your shared bedroom.

You couldn't help but feel hopeless when he would be angry from work and take it out on you when all you want is to help him. you sigh as you plop back down on the couch, your eyes stinging with tears. you didn't understand what you did wrong but you decided it was best to let him cool off by himself.

You lay down on your side as you drift off into dreamland. hopefully when you wake up he'll apologize for what's he's said to you.

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after some time you awake from you nap and it's dark and the couch feels...rougher?? you look down and see blue jean material instead of the original cream color of the couch.

Just as you're about to get up you feel a finger tuck your hair behind your ear

"I'm sorry I yelled at you baby" his low voice ringing through your ears

you rise from your fetal position and you're met with his face gushing with guilt and sorrow. you can tell he means it but you're still hurt by his actions.

You move to the other side of the couch, further away from him with your head laid low. at first there's just silence then he finally speaks

"I know how awful i probably made you feel by acting like this, and i'm sorry. I really am, sometimes it's just all too much and I lost control...i'm sorry."

You nod indicating that you understand but you didn't say you forgave him so he pulls you on his lap making you look at him.

"I love you so much. I would never hurt you on purpose"

he holds your chin and looks at you intensely. He's very big on respecting women especially you, so the thought of you thinking he would ever hurt you intentionally pained him. a lot.

"I know, I love you too, it just...surprised me.."

for the next hour or so you two talked everything out and come to a solution on how to handle stress. afterwards he keeps you on his lap, holding you as if you'll disappear from his hands, whispering in your ear how sorry he is and how much he loves you and how he never wants to lose you while kissing your face every now and then

ִֶָ . ָ࣪ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ִ ִֶָ֗ . ָ࣪ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ִ ִֶָ֗ . ָ࣪ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ִ ִֶָ֗ . ָ࣪ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ִ

Hyunjin (현진)

You were sleeping in your bedroom when suddenly you hear heavy footsteps and the door opening. you turn your body to see your boyfriend, hyunjin looking very drained and defeated. You eyebrows crash together as you're confused because he never has come home like this

"baby?..." he looks deep in thought so you call out to him and he moves his head to look at you, snapping out his trance

"Oh, sorry babe, I didn't see you there"

immediately feeling more confused you jump out of bed and walk up to him. he looks very tried

"Long day?" you say as you take his hand and sandwich it between the both of yours. he chuckles and uses his free hand to rub his eyes

"Yes. very long. I can barely stand right now" he says in a joking way but it seems like it's very much true. you giggle and nod your head

"What made it feel so long?"

"Dance practice. this dance is a little complicated for me and i stayed back a little to practice more. i'm exhausted" he sighs making a little cry face

"well go shower so we can cuddle and rest together"

As much as you care about hyunjin you were just sleeping and would like to go back to that. he laughs as he kisses your forehead and heads for the bathroom

"don't fall asleep without me!!" he says closing the door to the bathroom

"I'll try, don't take forever!!" you giggle as you hop back into bed get comfortable again. eventually hyunjin comes back from the shower and he now has on the matching pajamas (i'm delulu leave me alone.) you bought for the both of you, he plops down beside you, immediately pulling you close to him. you cuddle up against his chest as you feel his long arms wrap around your waist, you already feel the drowsiness washing over you again. you look at him and he's already half asleep

"I love you" you say hoping he heard you and wasn't sleeping with his eyes open again. there was no response so you just close your eyes

"I love you more"

you smile and snuggle closer to him, and you hear his calm rhythmic heartbeat. it doesn't take you both long to fall asleep tangled up together. (my heart 💔 love him sm)

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#stray kids #skz imagines #skz fanfic #bang chan #hwang hyunjin #lee minho #seo changbin #straykids scenarios #skz stay #skz #hyung line

[yanderepuck]

Kinktober Day 25

WELCOME BACK TO KINKTOBER. This event killed me for a whole year and I'M BACK. The prompt list is made by @xxsycamore

If you want to read 2021's Kinktober the masterlist is on my pinned post.

Happy reading sluts. And remember to reblog

25: Omegaverse  |  Size difference

There's no reason why the size of him should still surprise you. But 9 inches (22.9 cm) is hard to take sometimes, not to mention how thick he is. You're so small compared to him. You wouldn't have expected an art dealer to be so muscular, but the more you think about it, it makes sense with as much as he has to carry.

But the way Theo picks you up with ease makes you instantly wet. Holding you against the wall where your feet are no where close to touching the ground. His hands hold your ass firmly as he kisses you. You feel his cock throbbing against you. How does that thing even fit in his pants when hes hard?

Reaching between you two, you unbutton his pants to free his cock and begin stroking it. Even wrapping both of your hands around his shaft doesn't cover him completely. Theo moans into your mouth and squeezes your ass tighter.

"Do you think you can take all of me today, hondje?" he sounds so needy. His words nearly come out as a growl.

"There's only one way to find out."

Your hands keep working his cock until he drops you on the bed. He lifts his shirt over his head and you almost forget what you're doing. You stared at his torso. This man has no business being this hot.

"I haven't even started to fuck you and you're already mindless."

Once his pants are kicked to the side he gets your shirt and bra off of you so he can grope you better. You snapped out of it and started to moan, puffing out your chest.

"Take your skirt off and bend over," he let you go just as quickly as he started touching you. You obeyed him and got the rest of your clothing on the floor and got on your hands and knees.

You felt him get behind you and grab your ass. Both of his hands cover your ass completely. He squeezed and spread them.

"You're dripping for me, hondje," one of his fingers slides across your entrance and your legs shake. "I love seeing you body beg for me," he spreads your legs more to assure himself that he can fit inside you.

Grabbing your hips, his cock slides inside you with ease. He's half way in and you're already whining. He gives you a moment to adjust.

"We're only half way there," he smirks and forces himself all the way in. You drop to your elbows and whimper. "Good girl," he slowly rocks his hips, not even coming out of you.

His cock is pulsating inside of you. It feels as if he's all the way in your stomach.

"I should just have you keep my cock warm for a while."

He keeps his hands on your hips, pulling you backward onto him to make sure none of him slips out. You let out more whines as his cock twitches inside of you.

"You're being such a good girl. Not even begging. I trained you well," he reaches up and grabs a fist full of your hair and pulling it to make you get back on your hands. "Now stay like a good hondje and I'll give you a hot sticky treat."

You bite your lip and use every ounce of self control you have not to move your body to bounce on his cock. It feels like an hour passes when its only been a a couple of minutes.

"Good girl," he says again before finally starting to move. It feels as if he is about to pull out completely and then he suddenly slam back into you, jerking you forward. The thrusts gets rougher and rougher before he finally picks up the pace.

He makes sure to enter you fully each time, bruising the inside of you, bruising your hips as he holds you in place.

It's not long before he has you screaming. You drop down to your elbows again. He doesn't bother with making you get back up. You've already cummed on his cock twice at this point.

He can feel himself getting close and starts doing shorter quicker thrusts. He can hear you panting, and he can only imagine your face right now. Cross eyed and drooling, you're probably seeing stars with how rough he's fucked you.

Your walls tighten around his cock again as you cum for a third time, this drives him over the edge and he slams into you, filling you with him cum and riding out his high.

Your moans got louder as you got filled with his warmth. He doesn't pull out of you right away. He needs to catch his own breath. He feels your body going limp and holds up your lower half.

"I'm so proud of you," he sounds satisfied now. He finally pulls out of you and your body falls flat on the bed. He leans in and kisses the back of your neck, despite how sweaty you are. "Let me go get you some water, hondje."

He starts to get off the bed and you whine. "No. Stay here and hold me."

He chuckles and gets back beside you and carefully pulls you into his arms. "If that's what you want."

You're both sweaty. Its probably best to go wash up, but in moments you fall asleep with your head on his chest.

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Writers note: you can really tell I read smut before writing this. It all manifested into this fic right here. You're welcome Theo sluts

#kinktober #ikevamp #ikemen vampire #ikevamp theo

[riotcontrolmargera]

Possible smut of fluff between Bam and male reader or gender neutral?

stomach knots - bam x reader

male reader. requested.

note: of course i can do a male reader fic ♡ this is my first male x reader so i do hope that you enjoy it.

summary: bam and reader have a late-night, semi high heart to heart about the readers avoidance of him...

warnings: minor drug use (marijuana), no smut.

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the clock was nearing on one in the morning, you were lounged back on the couch with a joint in your hand, watching adult swim on cartoon network. it was just one of those nights. you were almost starting to fall asleep when you heard a knock coming from your front door, your head lifted from the couch as confusion settled in as you weren't expecting someone. especially not at this time of night.

you weren't entirely sure if you actually heard it or if it was came from the TV program that you had been watching. you reached over and placed the almost finished joint into an empty beer bottle, resting your head back down as you were sure it was nothing. until you heard the knocking once again, you were certain that it came from your door this time.

you got up from the couch, dragging your feet as you walked over to the door, grumbling to yourself about what kinda asshole knocks on someones door at this time of night unannounced. hearing yet another knock, this time much louder and persistent sounding, "alright, alright! im fucking coming, don't piss your pants." you shouted as you were unlocking the door and flicking on the porch light.

as you swung the door open, you were taken aback to see bam standing on your front porch. "hey man- what are you doin' here?" you questioned, feeling your stomach turn into little knots as you looked at him. "i can't sleep- you wanna hang out? i brought a couple of joints with me." he asked, a smile coming across his face as he pulled a ziploc bag out of his pocket.

you went outside with him, closing the front door behind you as you sat down on the steps with him. you couldn't help but notice that his knee was almost touching yours, which made your heart jump slightly and the knots in your stomach twist that little bit tighter. you watched him as he fished the joints and a lighter out of the ziploc, making your best effort to not stare at him.

he handed you one of the joints and placed the other between his lips before crumpling up the now empty bag and shoving it into the pockets of his black sweats. you had also placed yours between your lips, waiting for bam to be finished with the lighter.

"you know, i haven't seen you around much lately and... it kinda seems like you're avoiding me, or something." he muttered as flicked the lighter on and brought it to the end of the joint, holding it until it was lit. he turned his head towards you reaching his arm over to light the end of yours before putting the lighter into his pocket. you gave him a nod to indicate a 'thank you'. "so, what's the deal?" he questioned, exhaling the smoke into the late night air.

you inhaled some of the smoke, holding it in your lungs for a moment before exhaling. "im not avoiding you... just been busy, i guess?" you answered, giving him some lame ass excuse as to why you weren't around. you hoped that he wouldn't see right through the bullshit. "busy? busy doing what? sitting on your ass drinkin' and smokin' watching lame ass shit on TV?" he chuckled, nudging his shoulder into yours.

you put on a laugh as you looked out onto the quiet and empty street, fiddling with the joint that sat between your fingers. "i guess so." you answered and brought it back to your lips. you felt a sense of guilt come over you because in a way, you were avoiding him before. it wasn't completely intentional on your end but that didn't matter, it's what it was and you felt that you couldn't even tell him why, without fucking everything up. you loved him. not in a 'i love you, man' type of way but in a 'i really fucking love you' type of way. "if something is bothering you, man. you can talk to me." he told you, his voice sounding hopeful that you would just talk to him.

you nodded your head and finally turned your head to face him, playing a smile on your lips. "i know, bambi." you supposed, using the nickname that you called him in highschool, that he absolutely hated. he laughed and elbowed you in the rib. "don't call me that, asshole!" "that fucking hurt!" "don't be a baby. that did not hurt, it was a love tap more than anything." the two of you bickered, not being able to contain the grins that were plastered on both of your faces.

you watched as he laid down on the landing strip of the stairs, his shirt coming up just enough to see some of his toned stomach and the heartagram tattoo. his joint stayed between his lips as he laid back, his eyes looking up at the clouded night sky- that's when you caught yourself staring at him, again, and turned away to look into the street.

there was a silence between the two of you before you laid down besides him, keeping your head towards the sky. it remained silent for a couple more seconds before bam broke the silence- "hey, don't you think that cloud looks like a dick?" he asked through a laugh, pointing towards a cloud that really did look like a dick. you couldn't help but laugh too, fairly certain that the giggle fit had started settling in.

"that's a pretty big fuckin' cloud dick- it's got balls and everything." you replied, the two of you giggling like children. "it's almost as big as mine." bam laughed before finishing his joint, in the corner of your eye, you see him flick the butt of his joint into the bushes of your front yard and turn his head towards you. you felt his eyes on you and it made your heart jump into your throat- you turned your head to look at him, your eyes meeting his blue ones that seemed focused on you.

there was a certain look in them- one that you couldn't quite describe. you watched as his eyes scan over your face, his facing turning a little more serious as his eyes came back up to meet yours. you could sense that there was about to be a mood shift. "bam, what's wrong?" you asked him, a little concerned that he was about to have a bad high. he was quiet for an unnerving amount of time. "i dunno man, im just scared of losing you." he confessed to you, your eyebrows furrowing as you heard his words.

"what makes you think that you're going to lose me?" you questioned, wanting to understand where the statement came from. "because man- i feel like it's already started. you don't come around, hardly answer your fucking phone. we don't talk like we used to, i don't know what's up with you lately, we used to talk about everything." he expressed with a sadness in his tone.

you thought the conversation was over but it was evident that your absence from him was playing on his mind - perhaps for sometime, not just right now in this moment. the nervousness and guilt that subsided before, came raging back with his words. you wanted to tell him the truth- but you were scared. scared of damaging the friendship and scared of the truth getting out to everyone else. "i... bam, there's nothing up with me- there's just something's that i can't just tell people." you stated softly, seeing a frown come across his face.

"im not 'people', im your best friend, y/n." he said in a defensive tone. you pursed your lips together, your stomach felt incredibly knotted with nerves. "i know that, bam... it's just- that this is different. im terrified that you're not... going to think of me the same as before. it could change everything." your voice shaking as you spoke.

"i've known you since before you even had pubes on your ballsack- i know you better than anyone... it can't be that bad." he persisted and as he did, a lump grew in your throat. "what if im... not the person that you think i am?" you breathed, your breath shaking as you turned your head to look back up at the night sky. "dude, now you're scaring me- did you fucking kill someone or some shit?" he asked, letting out a nervous chuckle.

you shook your head and fought back tears. "i like someone..." you let out and you could hear him shift his body towards you. "that's it? you like someone? who is she?" he pressed. "bam- he's not a she..." "oh..." "yeah..." there was a long silence between the two of you, you picked at your finger nails just waiting for him to say something. anything. "well... is he someone i know?" he nudged your arm with his elbow and you turned your head back towards him.

his eyes remained on yours, waiting for you to answer his question and all you could do was a simple nod of the head. he took a moment to think, before opening his mouth, "is it ryan? i mean... don't get me wrong, i love the guy but i have never seen him take a show-" "it's not ryan, bam." "then who?" "bam..." his mouth fell open to speak and then it shut again.

you watched as his eyes shifted down to your lips and then returning to your eyes. "you remember when we went to that party- back in highschool and we kissed on a dare? and i made a big deal about it after?" he asked and you nodded your head. "-it wasn't because i was disgusted... it was because i liked it and i didn't know why..." he confessed, in the quietest tone that you had ever heard the man speak. he moved his head towards you- but only slightly, blink and you miss it, slightly.

there was a moment where you sat in your own head, processing what he had just told you... you looked down at his lips and started to lean in but you saw him move his head back, no- more like flinched back. immediately, there was a lump in your throat and your heart dropped down to your ass, your brain scrambling to find a way to apologise... maybe, you could blame the marijuana and pretend it never happened.

you were expecting him to say something... maybe even storm off your front porch but he didn't do either of those things. his hand came to cradle the crook of your neck and leaned in, encapsulating his lips with yours. this was the furtherest thing from what you had expected, based on the way he moved away from you.

for the first couple of seconds, your eyes were open to make sure this was really happening then slowly drifted shut as you settled into the kiss... it was slow and gentle, and you could tell that he was nervous. his lips were soft and warm, his face was freshly shaven - your hand came up to cheek, caressing your finger over it gently.

the hand on your neck pulled you closer to him, his lips parting against yours to let your tongue into his mouth. you could taste your shared breath of marijuana and tobacco but neither of you cared. the kiss deepened but remained slow, seeming that both of you wanted to take the time and enjoy it. he let out a gentle hum into the kiss and started to move so that practically on top of you. his chest was partially on yours, his arm draped over you and resting besides your head - while the hand that you had on his cheek moved to meet the small section of his back that was exposed from where his shirt lifted, tracing your fingers over the skin, hearing a low, boyish moan come from him.

remembering where you both were, you gently pushed him back just enough to break the kiss. his expression was confused, you leaned in and pressed short kisses against his lips. "do you... want to come inside?" you offered, gently running your middle finger up and down his back - his shirt riding up every so slightly each time that your finger came up.

bam gave a simple nod before the two of you both headed inside, his hand was intertwined with yours as you lead him to the bedroom. once you were both inside, he removed his shoes and you removed your socks, making your way into the bed. you both looked at each other and gave an awkward laugh, it was clear that both of you were unsure what to do with each other.

though there was some awkwardness, it still felt comfortable. his hand came up to your neck, feeling a cold sensation against your warm skin. you shifted closer towards him, meeting him in another short but intimate kiss before you both pulled away. his hand remained on your neck as you both laid down, resting on your sides, face to face. both of your foreheads resting against each other.

your arm came to drape over his waist, your hand moved under his shirt and caressed the smooth skin on his back, seeing him shiver slightly at the contact. "so... what does this mean?" he asked him reluctantly, not wanting to ruin the moment between you two - but wanting to know. you gave a simple shrug of the shoulders, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "we don't have to figure that out, right now... we can keep, whatever this is, between us." you answered softly and he seemed content with that.

there was another moment of silence between you, something that became quite familiar between you two tonight before he broke the silence once again. "you know... you've gotten better at kissing since that game of truth or dare." you mumbled, stifling a laugh. "fuck off, man! i was 15!"

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i hope that this wasn't horrible - i feel like it was... but anyway, this was my first time attempting a male reader ! ♡

does this classify as fluff? i don't know.

#bam margera #bam margera x reader #bam margera hcs #bam margera headcanon #bam margera fanfic #jackass #jackass forever #jackass the movie #ryan dunn #chris pontius #dave england #ehren danger #johnny knoxville #preston lacy #steve o #weeman

[questinwitchface]

''Happy Birthday, Sam'' 👀👀👀👀👀👀💞

Ooh this is a newer one in my Sappy Names Universe series. Ideally it'll be a shorter fic (everyone laugh now because when I say that, it NEVER ends up being a shorter fic) and very fluffy. The premise is that Sam's been working his ass off with the Cap gig, and Bucky decides to whisk Sam away for a mini-vacation to celebrate his birthday. I don't have very much written, and it's a first draft of it (literally written in the notes app on my phone while I was bored at my in-laws' house lol), but I'll give you a little snippet since that summary is kinda blah. Please ignore the roughness lol. T-rated content ahead.

"Hey Bumblebee," Bucky murmurs before kissing Sam's cheek.

Sam grumbles but doesn't open his eyes, but he does roll over enough to wrap his arms around Bucky's neck and pull Bucky down until he's half-on-top of him like an extremely weighted blanket. Bucky laughs and crawls the rest of the way on top of Sam, straddling his hips and wrapping his arms around Sam's torso, his fingers digging under Sam's shoulders. Bucky's hair tickles Sam's nose, but it smells like (go back and look up scent from last chapter of Pet Names), and Sam can't be bothered to lift his arm to move Bucky's hair away. Sam breathes deep in spite of Bucky's weight on his chest. Sam's almost fallen back asleep when Bucky speaks again.

"Sammy, dollface, you gotta wake up," Bucky coaxes.

"No," Sam groans.

"No?" Bucky asks, mischief in his voice. He drops a kiss to Sam's other cheek, his hair flopping down and tickling Sam's forehead. "But we have plans today." He kisses Sam's nose.

"Cancel the plans," Sam mumbles even as Bucky continues peppering his cheeks and nose and forehead with soft kisses. His stubble scratches, and Sam feels an involuntary smile spreading across his face. It's not often that Bucky wakes Sam up in the morning, and the combination of soft-tickle hair, scratch-tickle stubble, and breath-tickle kisses is undeniably sweet, even if Sam would rather be sleeping.

"We can't cancel the plans, sugar," Bucky says before kissing Sam's chin, bumping his nose against Sam's lips. Sam kisses the tip of his nose before Bucky moves away, and he can hear Bucky's grin when he says, "I've been working on these plans for three months."

Sam finally opens his eyes at that, meeting Bucky's icy blue eyes. Sam blinks a few times to bring him into fucus. Bucky's got that sneaky look on his face that spells trouble, but the warm affection in his eyes softens the expression.

"C'mon, doll, I can't cancel just because you've decided to sleep in for the first time since I met you," Bucky continues. "Any other time, and you know I'd let you sleep."

Sam turns his head and yawns, and Bucky takes advantage by kissing the soft spot just below Sam's ear. "If you've had these plans for months, why am I just now hearing about it?" Sam asks when he turns back to meet Bucky's eyes.

Bucky grins. "You do remember what tomorrow is, right?"

Sam frowns, thinking hard, trying to visualize his desk calendar. He doesn't have any meetings until next week, and he's pretty sure there aren't any extra press appearances or training sessions scheduled for tomorrow either. It's nothing to do with Sarah and the boys, he's pretty sure. It's September, so it's probably not a holiday. He frowns. Sam and Bucky haven't been together long enough for it to be an anniversary, right? Unless Sam's about to find out that Bucky does half-year anniversaries or some shit. But it's been longer than half a year, hasn't it?

Sam sighs, giving up. "Uh, Thursday?" he guesses.

Bucky sighs and shakes his head, but he's smiling fondly. "Oh, Sammy," he says like he's chastising, but it's more teasing than genuine. He presses a tender kiss to Sam's mouth, and Sam moans softly into it, rolling his hips up into Bucky. Bucky breaks the kiss with a soft chuckle. "Don't try to distract me," Bucky scolds without heat. "I need you to get up."

"I am up, sweetpea," Sam grumbles, rolling his hips up again to demonstrate.

[grandtheftautopsy]

I have realized why what my sister did 5ish years ago (stuck her nose where it didn't belong, spread rumors, and attempted to sabotage my relationship all because she was jealous) still bothers me so much. My sister has NEVER been held accountable for her actions and I am always left to clean up her mess and that was just the final straw for me. She enjoyed riding the horses but did she ever muck stalls, pay vet bills, pay for the farrier, or pay for anything? No. She wouldn't even tend to Shadow's wounds when he had cancer. When she got bored of the birds and stopped caring for them, almost starving Nemo to death, I was forced to take over. I wasn't allowed to re-home them because she "loved them." I wish I had though because again, she ignored their existence and didn't pay for a damn thing. When she wanted to move upstairs, I cleaned the spare room out. Did I ever get a thank you or even an acknowledgement of my efforts? Of course not. Then, Dad and I were forced to clean out the cesspool that was her old room which is still the most disgusting thing I have ever seen. When she moved upstairs she completely abandoned Prudence. I made sure Prudence knew she was loved and cherished. I was livid when she took Prudence because for 10 years I cleaned litter boxes, I fed her, I took her to the vet. My sister has never done anything for anyone. She is the most selfish and ungrateful person I have ever met. She wants the benefits without ever lifting a finger herself.

I resent her for what she did. I at the very least deserve an apology from her. I know I will never get one, at least not a genuine one but it's a hill I'm willing to die on. When my sister stabbed me in the back, it made me realize that she does not value me or love me. She had five years and counting to apologize or even acknowledge what she did! I'm clearly not important to her and I refuse to maintain a relationship with someone who doesn't see me. That includes family. Really she should be kissing my ass for all of the bullshit she continues to put me through but again, I know it will never happen. I don't even know if she has admitted to herself what she has done. She always plays the victim. Her excuse for not attempting to repair our relationship is that she's "scared of me," which is laughable. She has passive aggressively bullied me for years now but once again, she's the victim. Boo hoo. I don't fucking care.

I feel like my family has gaslit me on the matter telling me that "it's not a big deal" or to "get over it" or that my feelings aren't valid or that it's my job to fix this. It's not. It's not my job to fix a bridge that she burned. I know it's not me because Michelle and Cassidy have both told me that my sister bullied them too and that's why they are no longer friends. We have similar stories. In their situation, my sister played the victim too. Shocking. There's a reason she doesn't have friends of her own. I have made peace with her not being in my life because I doubt she will ever put in the work to fix this. Why would I want someone in my life who doesn't root for me anyway?

It was bold and entitled of her to want a congratulations from me for her engagement. It was laughable really. We haven't spoken in years and now she suddenly wants a pat on the back? She hasn't congratulated me on a single thing I've done in the last five years. The rest of the family came to bat for her though. Told me it was shitty I didn't congratulate her and bullied me into it. Did anyone bully her into apologizing to me? Of course not. Did anyone ever come to bat for me? Absolutely not. No one, with the exception of Mom even asked for my side of the story. I am always left to my own accord, to fight my own battles and my family wonders why I keep them at a distance. I know what they are capable of and I am so tired of being traumatized by them. Family should make you feel safe and mine does not.

I refuse to back down on this. God forbid she has to answer for her actions for the first time in her life. It's about time she grows the fuck up.

#Alien #Family isn't always blood #I will die on this hill #resentment

[kamoboo]

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miss you ˖ ࣪ toji fushiguro

⠀ ⠀18+ only ஜ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ minors, do not interact ࿐ྂ . 18+ only

❪✧❫ ───( synopsis ) fucking your husband toji in his office

˙ ˖ ✧ — content warning : minors do not interact, fem! reader, female anatomy described, black coded, she/her pronouns, modern au, third pov, black coded fem!reader, missionary, oral fem!receiving, riding, degrading?, praising, daddy kink if you squint, pet names (mama, baby) established relationship, dom toji word count: 1.3k.

toji worked way too much for your liking. he'd leave early morning and get home late at night. you missed him. you missed the way he'd kiss you when he got home, how he'd beg you to hop in the shower with him.

your heels clacked on the smooth concrete floors as you exited the elevator. the eyes that once looked at the doors checking to see who was on the top floor quickly looked down when they landed eyes on you.

everyone knew better than to look at toji fushiguro's wife. as much as they wanted to, toji would kill them if they even spared a glance in his presence.

"boys, where's toji?" you stood in front of a group of guys sitting on a coach counting money.

"his office, mrs.fushiguro." one mumbled and you nodded walking towards the door.

you didn't bother knocking, you opened the door, closing and locking it behind you.

"mama, you should be at home." he stopped his money counter and leaned back in his desk chair.

"so should you toji." you rounded his desk and stood behind him, trailing your arms down his shoulders, to his chest.

"can't," he huffed.

"but i miss you. you don't have enough time for me anymore?" you might've been exaggerating a bit, but you truly were deprived.

and his outfit wasn't doing you any justice. he looked edible as always. grey sweatpants, a black tee that hugged his slim waist, but also his buff arms and shoulders. accompanied by a simple silver chain.

"i always have time for you, c'mere mama." he grabbed your arm and brought you so that you were standing right in front of him. his eyes scanned you up and down. "i haven't been giving my baby enough attention, huh?"

you pouted and shook your head, in an instant, his arms had circled your waist bringing you onto his lap.

he engulfed you in a full kiss. his large hands squeezing your love handles, and your arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him in closer.

you leaned up on your knees to gain more control of the kiss and he sent a hard smack to your ass, your heels by now had slid off of your feet and were somewhere on the floor.

when he pulled away you whined and chased his lips, but he buried his face in your neck. leaving marks and kisses on your neck. "toji, i want you now." you lifted up his shirt, hands trailing down his chest.

"lemme make it up to you first mama," toji pecked your lips and stood up, hand underneath your thigh and quickly moving things off of his desk, papers, money, and about a million different things landing on the floor to make space for you.

he laid you on top of his desk and admired you for a moment. your hair sprawled out, biting your lip and reaching out for him while your skirt rode up your thighs.

"you look so fucking beautiful, fuck." his print was visible through the sweatpants he wore. he pulled your skirt and lace panties down in one go. "spread those for me," he tapped your thigh.

he leaned between your plush thighs sending one lick up your slit, causing a deep breath to leave your mouth. after that, he immediately went back for more. attaching his mouth to your clit, sucking and slurping you up. your jaw dropped as you gasped, but no sound left your mouth until he increased the pace.

a loud moan left your lips and your hands reached down to tug on his hair, earning a groan from your husband and causing your hips to buck up against him. "such a slut," he shook his head and leaned up.

"don't stop," you whined and he sent a smack to your core.

"shut up," he slid his two middle fingers into you, thrusting his fingers upward inside of you. you loved the aggressive side of toji. the way he would handle you and how rough he'd be.

your moans grew louder as you inched closer to your orgasm, and when he slid in a third finger you lost it, hand squeezing his forearm as your cried under his touch.

toji kissing and sucking your neck and collarbone, doing you no favors as you squelched around his fingers, twitching away from him as he still moved at a moderate pace after you had already finished.

you grabbed his wrist and sucked your juices off of his fingers then sat up as he stood between your legs. he brought a finger under your jaw and raised your head up to look at him.

"i wanna make you feel good too," you pouted and pulled him closer by his waistband, pushing them down and reaching for his hardened member.

once he was released you rubbed your thumb over his tip. while you stroked him he removed his black tee and began pushing you back to laying down.

"no, i wanna ride." your hand connected with his toned stomach and he smirked.

"ya sure, baby? 'cause you're taking it all. i don't care how much you cry." he sat back down in his chair and pulled up on his lap.

"yes, i can take it." you leaned up on your knees, holding onto his shoulders when you began sinking down slowly, toji's hands coming to your waist and pushing you down in a swift motion.

"c'mon mama," toji rubbed your thigh. and you began raising your ass to drop back down on him. you speed up subtly, clinging onto his chest and moaning wildly on top of him.

every time you told him you could take it. but as long as it's been, you forgot how full toji makes you. you end up running and begging him to slow down because you can't take it.

toji wasn't having it tonight though.

"unh." he moans, spreading your ass cheeks to dig deeper inside of you. you're so wet around him, your juices spilling and soaking his pelvis. your walls fluttering around him and he's in heaven. "yes baby, just like that, daddy's pretty girl."

it makes him realize how much he misses you too. when you begin to slow down, the feeling becomes too intense for you to take you to wrap your arms around his neck and grind into his lap.

"unt uh." he pulls you into a bear hug and thrusts up into you at an inhumane pace. hitting your g-spot repeatedly, tears falling from your eyes as you hit your second high of the night, creaming around toji.

"i thought you missed me, mama, i thought you could take it." toji continues stroking you through your orgasm, mumbling in your ear. "you look like i fucked you dumb already." toji kissed your tear-stained cheek.

you just whimper nonsense, "i know, just let me cum then ill take you home, okay?" you nod and he lays you back onto the table, lifting your legs up on his shoulders, and becomes frantic with his thrusts.

"you're such a good girl, mama. hugging me so tightly." he groans and slaps your thigh, thrusting hard and fast, the desk moving underneath you. he kissed your leg that was dangling near his face. "cum with me baby," he began strumming his thumb on your clit, and you clawed at his chest moaning loudly.

when you came for the third time he couldn't take it any longer, getting ready to pull out but you wrapped your legs around his waist and shook your head. "i want it in me," you moaned and that was enough to send him over the edge.

toji released a deep moan, that had you clenching around him again, holding him close to your body while he fucking you full of his cum. you breathed heavily while he rested his head on your chest.

"i missed you too." toji kissed your collarbone.

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