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blood-orange-juice · 5 months
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A thing I didn't notice about Childe before starting to write him is just how... simple he really is.
I keep writing paragraphs and deleting half of them. He wouldn't say that, he wouldn't think that, he wouldn't bother with that.
Somehow the result isn't simple at all.
I keep stumbling over how he's defined by absence of normal human motivations.
Self-preservation? For all his talk of surviving things he doesn't seem to care. Power over other people? Obviously not interested in that. Others' approval? Doesn't care either.
Everyone else trips over social norms and rules and their own trauma and fears and "common sense" and self-esteem issues while he just goes and... does things. Not bothered by any of that.
(tripping over his weird ethics and even weirder promises instead)
What the hell am I looking at.
Maybe it's that death of self that Narcissenkreuzers describe but any attempt to attach an esoteric meaning to what he does ruins the note of simplicity. It's not death of self. That would be unnecessary complicated too.
(although, looking at how his namesake is mentioned in their notes it's probably that)
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isekyaaa · 2 days
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Maybe being a clone doesn't scare me because I had to recreate myself at one point in my life. When I was going through major depression (not like lol depression, but it was very bad), I reached a point where I could not differentiate myself from the depression. Depression seeped into every fiber of my being that I essentially lost everything that made me me. Changing for the better meant scrapping everything I knew. I had to start from scratch and build myself back up piece by piece. It was terrifying. Depression, as bad as it was, became a crutch I could always rely on. It was steady and consistent. It was everything I knew. To let it go meant venturing out into a world that I had no clue what was what anymore. I had to go on blind faith that I would make it through.
I've done it once I probably can do it again.
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merakiui · 10 months
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mera im curious...what is the most pathetic and desperate virgin concept u can come up with for any boys you choose in twst??
I have so many that I will try to write pathetic virgin concepts for each twst guy!!! >:)
✧ Riddle who gets off to your notes. It doesn't matter how messy or neat they may be, how filled or lacking the page may be, or even how useful they may be if the exam covering that material has already happened. He knows it's wrong to have pilfered your notebook, but he couldn't help it and he assured himself he'd give it back under the pretense of having found it (which isn't entirely a lie). He sits back in his chair and flips slowly through the pages, not particularly reading the material you've written, as he idly fucks into his hand and pictures diligent you, sitting in class and penning notes. There are doodles in the margins of the pages: cute flowers, smiley faces, hearts, what looks to be Grim. He thinks about how you hold your pen, how you might chew on the cap when you're bored, how your hands also touched this very notebook... Great Seven, he's a mess.
✧ Trey who is so strangely fixated on your teeth and mouth. At first it was cute because he's so serious about dental hygiene, what with how he ensures Ace and Deuce brush their teeth properly. But with you it's different. When you smile, he pictures your teeth in his shoulder or your mouth on his neck, pressing kisses or sucking fresh marks into his skin. And when you're eating, he notes the way you lick your fork or spoon clean every time and it gives him such a vivid image of you giving his dick the cutest, most gentle kitten licks. He has to excuse himself before anyone finds out he's painfully hard. >_<
✧ Cater who gets off to the many selfies and photos he's taken with and of you. Sometimes he scours the other students' Magicam accounts to look at the photos they've posted of you and his mind runs wild with thoughts and what-ifs. That photo of you sitting between the twins during their birthday party has him wondering if they fucked you on that very couch after the festivities had worn down. Or that photo of you and Kalim sopping wet after the both of you got caught in the rain... He's zooming in to see if the rain's made your uniform shirt see-through all while thinking about how you and Kalim may have warmed up. Cater can't seem to look at pictures of you without thinking about sex, and it's even worse when he sees the pictures he's taken of you and him. A spaghetti scene you recreated from a popular romance film has him imagining what could have happened had you just leaned in a little closer. Or that one alchemy mishap in which you were turned into a tiny fairy for the day... if he put you in a jar....... :)
✧ Ace who gets off on teasing you. They say partial truths often lie in the joke, and Ace sure does love joking about very specific things when it comes to you. He drives you mad every time, but because the two of you are close friends he gets away with it. He sticks his fingers in your mouth when you yawn to prod at your tongue, all while saying, "If you keep yawning like that, flies are gonna get in your mouth~" Or he'll squeeze your hip after you've eaten sweets just to mess with you. Or he compares your hand to his (for some odd reason) just so he can get away with touching you. Or he shows you a card trick that ends with him tucking the card behind your ear rather than pulling it from that area. His teasing feels more like flirting, but anyone who notes this is earned a swift denial from Ace.
✧ Deuce who gets off to the domestic moments in your friendship. Sharing a mirror in Ramshackle when he spends the night, preparing meals for each other, and even walking to class and talking about very boring things (like the weather). It makes him feel so special, and sometimes he pretends the two of you are a married couple. Deuce gets so embarrassed if anyone points this out, especially the elderly who see the two of you in town and comment on how cute you look together. He adamantly denies it, but later he's in the bathroom imagining married life with you and it gets him so worked up.
✧ Leona who gets off on the power imbalance between the two of you. Realistically speaking, he's stronger, both in terms of social class (after all, he's royalty) and also physically and financially. But that doesn't matter as much as it does when he's around you. Despite all of this, you know how to match Leona's wit, always keeping him on his toes, and you treat him as you would others even while knowing just how much power he has over you should he choose to exert it. Leona just likes the feeling of being number one in your world. Possibly a little too much, considering it never fails to get him excited. :)
✧ Ruggie who gets off on sneaking up on you. At first it was to pickpocket you. Steal spare change for himself or take your wallet just to watch you panic when you can't find it, but he's come to love the way you turn around just in time to catch him. He knows he does this on purpose solely to get caught, but seeing how you huff and glare lightheartedly at him... the way you purse your lips or the way you snatch your things back and laugh softly about how he ought to try again next time... He doesn't even care about your wallet anymore. He just wants to hunt you down and catch you for himself. You're the real prize here. <3
✧ Jack who gets off to your difference in size and strength. At first it wasn't something he thought of, but then you come to him and beg him to help open jars or stuck windows and he does it so easily. He refuses to believe you're struggling that hard with it, but then he watches you attempt to open a jar and it all clicks into place. Oh, you're...really cute and small and so fragile compared to him, who's all muscle and raw strength. Jack knows you have your own strengths and in no way does he think you're weak, but he's always reminded of your size and strength differences whenever the two of you are doing things together: training/sports, lifting heavy things (which are often very light to him), and even standing side by side. He thinks about how much bigger he is and he feels so flustered when those thoughts get him hard.
✧ Azul who gets off to your body language. He knows what it means; he's studied human customs well in advance before coming up to the surface. But oh you tempt him every single time you arch your back when you stretch or when you yawn and make such cute, sleepy sounds. It's even worse when you bend over to reach for something across a table or bend down to grab something that fell. He's digging his nails into his palms to steady himself, but that doesn't mean his thoughts are steady. He may look entirely composed with his usual smile, but in his mind you're getting fucked six ways from Sunday. You can't give this man any gifts because 1) he'll scramble to pay you back and 2) he'll delude himself into thinking it's a courting gesture and that you want him sooooo badly each time you offer him a snack from the school store or give him something you think he could get more use out of.
✧ Jade who gets off to your banter, especially the threats. Great Seven, you tell him you'll gut him and turn him into eel sushi and OOOOOO he's on the edge of his seat like: "yes...... and?? and????? what else will you do to me?????" all with the wildest, sharpest smile you've ever seen him make. He gets so worked up, so flushed in the face, so terribly aroused, every time you threaten him with anything. Yank him down to your height and mutter a threat, whether outlandish, violent, or something as silly as "I hope both sides of your pillow are hotter than hell," and he's saving these interactions in his memory for later recollection.
✧ Floyd who gets off on your praise. Call him a good boy or congratulate him on his test score or cheer for him at basketball practice and he's over the moon with excitement. He eats up your praise like it's his last meal. Say more good things to him! He wants to hear Shrimpy's praise every day, and when he's in a bad mood all it takes is the memory of you saying he's done well and he's back to his usual excitable self. He likes your praise a little too much, as evidenced by how hard it gets him. orz he spends too long thinking about it while he lies in bed, staring at the ceiling while he lazily strokes himself to thoughts of you calling him a good boy.
✧ Kalim who gets just a little too worked up at your proximity. He makes for such good best friend material. It's natural you'd be drawn to him because he's just so sweet and friendly. So it's completely normal when you spend the night at Scarabia and you end up falling asleep beside him in the common room, or when he feeds you outright because that's just how he is! He wants you to try all manner of yummy foods. It makes his heart race faster when your lips close around his fingers or you unconsciously snuggle up to him. He loves you so much. orz
✧ Jamil who loves your obedient nature. It has him horny gripping every time you scramble to do well on a test or in class so you won't upset the professors. You try to keep out of trouble because you're a good student, and he loves every bit of it. He wants to ruin you, take your obedience for the professors and twist it so that you'll only ever listen to him, follow what he says, trust in his words. He could just hypnotize you and maybe a sick part of him wants that. Maybe he wants to experience what an entirely obedient, cock-drunk (Name) is like...
✧ Vil who uses his professional opinions as a way to feel you up. He runs his hands up your sides to smooth wrinkles in your uniform out, all while reminding you to take care of your appearance. He fixes your tie just to get close enough to smell your perfume or shampoo. He loves how you lean into him, trusting his judgement because Vil could never lead you astray. Secretly, Vil's just getting away with every touch under the guise of giving you advice or fixing your uniform or even getting measurements for tailored outfits for school events. It's much too easy.
✧ Rook who, unsurprisingly, gets off on stalking you. He's such a creep! He watches you from afar and gets hard over the smallest things. It's likely because you're so vulnerable and unaware when you go about your daily life and he gets to invade such a secret slice of your life. Whether you know he's watching you or not, it doesn't matter. Just the idea that, on some level, you might be able to feel his prying eyes gets him so unfathomably excited.
✧ Epel who loves a good competition and gets so into it if it's a competition between you and him. Whether it's something athletic or academic, he's always ready to engage in a friendly competition with you. Unfortunately, when you smirk at him and tell him he'll need to give it his all, he gets excited in...other areas. To think all it took was some competitive banter and your smirk to have the blood rushing downwards... T_T if he loses this competition, is the punishment a make-out session? Epel can certainly dream.
✧ Idia who is too scared to talk to you in person, so he codes a Magicord bot he uses as a practice dummy. But then things get a little out of hand when innocent chats turn explicit and soon he's role-playing with the false you. Idia knows it's not real, but it feels real when you tell him all the things he wants to hear. It's shameless e-sex, but it's the best (and only) e-sex of Idia's life. ;;;; he feels immensely embarrassed afterwards.
✧ Malleus who gets off on your smiles. It's such an innocent thing, but then it has him thinking so deeply about it late into the night. You're so sweet and precious. He could picture your smiles all day... Malleus loves you more than words can possibly describe. He thinks about the little things that make you so wonderful, but most of all it's how expressive you are when you smile. Sometimes he has a habit of letting his thoughts stray into intimate fantasies, but it's nothing terrible. He wants to love you wholeheartedly; that includes physically.
✧ Lilia who gets off on surprising you and subverting your expectations. He finds it so darling when you have certain assumptions about him, only to be entirely wrong when he disproves them. Though he's oh-so-cute (a fact he would never deny), there's more beneath that adorable veneer. He's a mysterious who loves popping in to startle you when you least expect it. Be it in the library or in the halls, he always finds you. And your shock is a sight he drinks in merrily.
✧ Silver who is so enthralled by everything about you, so no matter what you do it always makes him feel so in love and fluffy. He's never known this sort of love before, but he's always so honest about his feelings and so his attraction to you wouldn't be any different. You could be napping peacefully in class and Silver's watching you from across the room with the softest, sweetest smile on his face. He thinks about you day and night; you even fill his dreams. Most of it is entirely normal and innocent, but then all it takes is for someone to suggest something less-than-pure about you and suddenly Silver's thoughts are derailing. Oh, he's never thought about sex before. But sex with you? That seems very appealing, so much so that he's feeling much hotter than before. ;;;;
✧ Sebek who, in spite of everything, gets off to the fact that you're human. There's just something so...appealing to you. He struggles to put it into words (and he almost doesn't want to), but you're so soft and sweet and enticing. Maybe Sebek secretly likes your being human because it makes you seem weaker by some strange default? But then he dwells on this and that doesn't seem to be the reason. Truthfully, Sebek likes your humanity because it's charming. Because there's something about you that feels and smells different. Maybe it's because you're the first human to make him feel so aroused that he deems you worthy of his own affections, or maybe he's just hopelessly, pathetically in love with all of the things that make you human and he's trying so hard to deny that.
✧ Rollo who gets off to your scent. Maybe it's a perfume you wear or maybe it's your natural scent. Whatever it is, he's carefully borrowing insignificant items that smell just like you so that he can hold them up to his nose while he masturbates. You're just so perfect and your scent drives him crazy and he feels like a filthy pervert each time he does this, but it's too late to stop. He's already in so deep. Just your scent alone has him shuddering through messy orgasms; imagine what you'd do to him if you were here in person and he got to touch you...
✧ Neige who gets off to indirect kisses. When you share a spoon or bite from the same snack, his pulse is racing at the prospect of having indirectly kissed you. He's so eager and excited that he has to try so hard not to let his face get so flushed with arousal. And you're so relaxed about it! You're so cool... He could admire you forever. <3
✧ Che'nya who gets off on watching you when he's invisible. It gets him hard every time he catches you in an intimate or compromising situation. Whether you're bathing or changing or masturbating, it makes it all the more tempting when he's completely invisible and you have no idea someone else is in the room with you. He's thought about pressing himself against you when you least expect it just to feel you flinch or to hear your breath hitch. And then there's the thought of fucking you when he's invisible, where you'll only see yourself stretching around a cock that isn't visible to your eye. >:)
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he-calls-me-kitten · 11 months
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Ahem-
Thoughts on the brothers going on up to F!MC's room (And actually knocking for once since Simeon is over and they don't wanna barge in no matter how much they don't like them being alone) only for F!MC to open the door 🦆-ing disselved. Hair messed up, lipstick smudged, shirt halfway unbuttoned and hanging off their shoulder, her face flushed as she holds onto the doorframe yet totally unfazed by her current appearance as she just casually responds with a 'What's up' like it's normal. (Which probably is-) While Simeon is just on her bed in the background, shirt gone, covered in lipstick and bite marks from his face down to his lower stomach, face flushed as he pants and whines about them leaving
(Oh and MC being like short BC we love short dominant women 😋😋)
- M.🪭🪷
As a short fiesty girl myself, I very much approve this idea. Also um power up and get ready to tell "STAY" cause can you imagine the instant riot this is about to cause?
Or it might be more of a lengthy passive-aggresive couple of days for Simeon if this is the Nightbringer universe we are talking about.
"What's up?" You say with unbelievable nonchalance. The brothers look at you with widened eyes - at your newly exposed skin and the obvious signs of intimacy with someone.
They feel a burning inside them. Whether it's jealousy or the animalistic desire to rebrand you with their marks instead.
And if that wasn't enough - they actually see Simeon. Lying down and panting, with his face flushed and eyes struggling to stay open from the sheer bliss of it all.
His fingers were grasping at the sheets around you. "MC..." His needy voice slipped out.
Fuck. MC did that?
Suddenly everyone wants to be Simeon. They stare at the nails on your hands, your lips look even prettier with the smudged lipstick, your teeth peeking through your smirk - they want to feel it all.
Lucifer tries his best to remain calm but his eye twitches frantically as he calls out to Simeon to "have a quick word with him". And his face gets redder as he sees the marks you've made on Simeon up close, and glares at you. It should be him you should have been doing this with.
Mammon and Levi get into a tug of war, both trying to get you to their rooms. In the end, they both end up taking off their shirts and kneeling in front of you, silently begging you to bite them senseless like you did with Simeon. They promise they'll be good boys, way better than Simeon.
Satan's eyes dart everywhere in keen observation - as if trying to recreate in his mind whatever transpired between you and the angel. So he can imagine how it would feel if it was him. He imagines you on top of him, smirking the same way as you are now.
Asmo on the other hand shamelessly asks Simeon for details. How hard do you bite, how soft do your lips feel, how your tongue feel on his skin, what you do with your hands, what you say during - he gets aroused just listening to it.
Beel stands there stunned, cheeks flushed as he has a vague idea of what might have happened. Belphie full on hides his scarlet face in his pillow and groans. They're both about to have some very questionable dreams tonight.
And Simeon? Well he can't stop coming back for more. Even though you both almost got caught, he appears the next night, shirt almost off and his pants unbuttoned. You need to finish what you started.
You smile as he coaxes you back to your bed and on top of his lap. You tut at his impatience - "The door. We didn't lock it."
"Leave it be, please I need you now, MC." He breathes against your lips. You kiss him silly, hearing him whimper through it. You grab his shoulders much to his delight.
"They might see us in the act this time." You warn him. He pulls you closer, burying his head against your chest.
"Let them, I want you too much to care." He lets himself fall, at your whim and mercy. You oblige him and revel in his almost musical moans.
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daydreamingleclerc · 1 year
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i love you, baby; lewis hamilton
after eloping, lewis and his new wife, y/n, share their honeymoon on instagram.
includes; suggestive content, swearing, mentions of an age gap, use of the 🐶 emoji
thanks @landopeaches & @sainzcaleruega for helping me find piccy’s <3 i tried desperately hard to recreate lewis-type captions and got second hand embarrassment.. but the point is. i tried.
lewishamilton ✔️
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lewishamilton couldn't wait any longer to make you my wife. here's to forever, mrs. hamilton 🤍
🙎🏻‍♀️: ynhamilton
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mercedesamgf1 congratulations Mr and Mrs Hamilton!
ynhamilton i can't believe it's real. loving you always.
hamiltonthegoat did i miss a few chapters??
ynfanforever they were only engaged for like a month i swear?
ynhamilton yeah... sorry... we eloped <3
georgerussell63 congratulations you two!
serenawilliams you two are so beautiful together. thank you for letting me be a part of your very intimate day.
ynhamilton ✔️
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ynhamilton mine forever.
🙎🏾‍♂️: lewishamilton
francisca.cgomes you two are too cute!!
ynhamilton you & pierre next bb <3
francisca.cgomes i'd get more luck squeezing blood from a stone
pierregasly you're just as bad as each other
ynandlewisforever the most beautiful pair
charles_leclerc bit blurry
ynhamilton ur a bit blurry
lewishamilton ✔️
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lewishamilton admiring the sunset with you is how i want to spend my nights forever. thank you for being you and thank you for pushing me to be greater every day. i love you so much.
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hamiltonslvr i swear they've only been together like... what? two weeks? and she's like what? 26? they're acting like they've been in love for years
ynhamilton lewis and i have been together for three years. i'm twenty eight, neither him nor me are children and we did what was right for us. if you don’t like it, keep it to yourself.
ynandlewisforever mic drop !!
susie_wolff so glad you two are having a great time away!
cullen_angela i'm so happy you two have found peace.
lewishamilton ❤️
danielricciardo could've smiled lewis bro
lewishamilton didn't want to upstage you brother
ynhamilton ✔️
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ynhamilton i will never in all my lives, ever get tired of loving you lewishamilton. i thank my lucky stars for you every single day.
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pierregasly so much for keeping the honeymoon PG guys...
ynhamilton you have never kept anything PG in your life
pierregasly false! my name is Pierre Gasly... i keep everything PG
lewishamilton 🐶
roscoelovescoco i miss you mums and dads ☹️
ynhamilton lewis…
lewishamilton what? roscoe misses us baby
dannyshamilton yn must be extremely boring if lewis is commenting on this from roscoes account 😂
ynhamilton lewis is literally playing chess rn and you think IM boring… okay queen stay indenial x
carlossainz55 this is why people think you don’t love lewis 😭😭
ynhamilton i love him in spite of his chess playing habits carlos.
lewishamilton ✔️
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lewishamilton no matter how many trophies i win, you’re always going to be my favourite.
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ynhamilton you heard that folks i am a trophy wife 😌❤️
hamiltonsangels no but… considering the age gap… you literally are a trophy wife 😭
ynhamilton yeah.. my husband is old but that’s okay because he’s got stamina <3
mercedesamgf1 someones trying to beat out george for P1 on thé romantic scale…
lewishamilton ive already put a ring on it and had the wedding… i think i beat georgerussell63 by a mile 😉
valterribottas please ynhamilton don’t discuss lewis’ stamina on a public instagram post
ynhamilton at least i don’t know the average size of a beaver penis. if you don’t like hearing about lewis’ sex stamina, just scroll 😉
valterribottas 🤢🤮
ynhamilton ✔️
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ynhamilton he didn’t want me to leave for new york for work, so he came with me and the honeymoon continues ❤️
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lewishamilton i just needed to spend a bit more time with my wife before i have to go back home alone, is that a crime?
ynhamilton never ❤️
f1wagcentral why is yn in new york?!
ynhamilton i’m working on a show & rehearsals start on wednesday so i’m living between new york & monaco 😌
thehamiltonsupdates ooh!! what show is it?
ynhamilton 222: a ghost story!! tickets on sale now 😉
francisca.cgomes how long are you away :(
ynhamilton i’m here from april to august <3 come see me bb
lewishamilton kika can wait until i’ve left babygirl
ynhamilton yes sir.
pierregasly yn you should be banned from the internet
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inbarfink · 7 months
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Interesting to note that Fionnaworld losing it's magic is not the only thing that changed about it when Ice King was turned back into Simon Petrikov. The 'side-effects' of it being in Simon's head seem to have... inverted.
Because the whole thing about Fionnaworld being in Ice King's head is that this is how he 'got the idea' for his 'Fionna and Cake' stories. Even though Ice King was supposed to just be 'a big nutty hard-drive', it seems like IK's subconsciousness had some sort of a connection to Fionnaworld and absorbed information from it - that Ice King's conscious self then put into his stories.
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This... doesn't seem to be the case with Simon. You know, it's not like he goes 'oh, I get ideas for Fionna and Cake stories sometimes I just don't want to write them because I associate them too much with the Trauma of being Ice King' or even "I can't relate to Fionna and Cake anymore! But I do have some ideas for a pre-war era story about the quarter-life crisis of a blonde girl also coincidentally named Fionna!".
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There's no indication that he gets any sort of 'ideas' from the Fionnaworld in his head anymore, a fact that he attribute to, just, a lack of interest in the characters.
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Maybe one could speculate that Ice King's magic-infused mind gave it more of an ability to connect to the AU God Shoved in His Head. But.... Simon Petrikov's subconscious is still connected to it on some level. As we can see by the fact Simon's thoughts and immediate surrounding keep effecting the events going on in Fionnaworld.
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Did this ever happen with Ice King? It's really hard to say, since we've seen so little of the 'real' Magical Fionnaworld. It was almost always filtered via the lens of Ice King's 'fanfiction'. Like, most obvious examples of 'Fionna and Cake' stuff being influenced by IK's psyche are probably just supposed to be him rewriting the stories in an inaccurate way.
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But still, since Prismo was also actively 'writing stories' for Fionnaworld, and he considered it his own personal creative outlet, and since he found Ice King to be a satisfactory 'hard drive' for it all... Like, I'm going to assume that if IK's subconscious had a noticeble effect of the events of the Magical Fionnawrold - Prism wouldn't have been happy with it.
What I think is going on is related less to the matter of the magical-ness of Simon's brain and more to the other factor that Prismo mentioned in regards for picking Ice King's brain
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It's emptiness.
Under the effect of the Magic Crown's Curse, Simon has lost most of his long-term (and sometimes even short-term) memories and, like, a lot of knowledge and intellectual skills he used to have. And that meant... a lot of space to store a whole-ass universe in his head, with probably also room to spare.
And maybe even the emptiness of IK's 'cursed dome' acted a bit like a vacuum - causing some information from Fionnaworld to leak into his mind.
But once Simon became himself again, all of this information and knowledge was restored inside his head. And maybe most of the experience of being Ice King is just 'dream-like impressions' like he said back in 'Betty' - but he still seems to retain some memories of these 1000 years as well. Back in 'Betty' he seems to have immediately remembered Finn and Jake, and after being permanently cured, well... he does seem to at least remember the events of "I Remember You' vividly enough to try and recreate them.
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So now Fionnaworld is in a head full to the brim with stuff and... well, now it's, like, smooshed up with all of these elements of Simon's mind and psyche. Metaphorically, I'm visualizing it as, like, a bunch of items shoved inside an overstuffed cupboard and Fionnaworld is getting squashed and bent according to the shape of Simon's thoughts and memories that are shoved up close beside it. Less 'breathing room' for the world, and so Simon's thoughts can subconsciously affect the world more. But Fionnaworld information isn't leaking out anymore cause, like, there's enough out-there already.
That might also explain why Fionnaworld seems to be so damn small. Not even a full city as much as a few blocks.
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It should be about as large as the actual Land of Ooo, but it might've shrank to be 'compact' enough to still fit into Simon's no-longer-empty mind.
(But now that they're free from his head and also canonized that's no longer a concern. It's alright now.)
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mtchacffinz · 1 year
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of the greed in spirit
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prompt! Jing Yuan's a service dom (real) + what's he like in bed?
content! NSFW, pillow princess!reader, soft service dom! jing yuan, headcanons ahead, praise, face riding, c^m eating, mentioned sq^rting, p^ssy drunk
note! [opens curtains] slutting this general out (im kidding) im rambling here, so its a bulleted fic 🩷 enjoy my thoughts!! i have so much to say..
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With him, you dont need to say nothing. Unless it's the first time Jing Yuan's been with you on the sheets, he's the type to retain minor details on how you like your things through clothings, and even your preferred fancy interiors of different wares. Having said that, he definitely knows how to keep you going.
Foreplay is important. Heck, Jing Yuan does it so well you'd think it's the main course! Unknowingly, he'd approach you slowly— enticing you with his sweet coos and hums right next to your ear. Jing Yuan's big palms travel to your hips, you gulp almost nervously. His hands are tracing circles on your back. Jing Yuan's touches are featherweight, it feels agonizing, electric.
"Everything alright?" He's a little cruel. After subtly riling you up, he's going to ask for your welfare. That doesn't matter. What happens is, no matter how you reply, you always find yourself under his figure.
Jing Yuan's charm is in his subtleness. His presence may be grand, but those small antics he does greatly helps with his lovely expressions. The way he nibbles on your neck while you entangle your hands on his grey hair, when he gives you the sweetest kisses on your knuckles everytime you reach over to him, nuzzling deeper into your palm there right after.. you can tell the general just thrives on pleasing you.
You noticed he barely pays attention to his needs as well. He's so busy eating your cunt out you could only imagine how suffocating it is to have his erection confined in his pants. The thing is, Jing Yuan doesn't even mind. His cock can twitch and leak precum all it wants, the general's grip on your thighs were still firm, unrelenting.
You'd squirm and whimper, god he loves hearing you when you do. He'd reward you with praises that even if you just finished, your sex would just twitch in anticipation. Maybe if you soil his fingers with your juices, he'd even put up a show for you eating his fingers out clean.
If there's something he's not willing to do in bed, that would be hurting you. As soon as there's even a hint of discomfort in your side, Jing Yuan would immediately halt any activity to see your condition. Despite being a general, usually known for his accomplishments in a very stern and relentless environment, his eyes could get so soft. It never fails to melt your heart everytime he looks at you with those saffron optics. You can't help but reach over to his frame and shower his face with butterfly kisses.
Jing Yuan doesn't say it, but he doesn't need to verbalize it when he's basically grabbing onto the plush your ass when you sit down on his face. He loves it when you sit. Even when he's gasping for air, especially when he's gasping for air— he'd be holding onto you for dear life like your his life line. Something about you riding yourself senseless on his nose while his tongue's chasing after those sensitive nerves on your slit has his dick twitching. As soon as he hears you utter the words "Lay down" from those pretty lips of yours, he wastes no time ♡
Another thing is when you cum so hard you twitch and lag into his arms. Gripping the sheets, eyes decorated with dried tears, a broken moan breaking out of your throat.. it's like a celestial noise no one can recreate but you.
He's fond of giving. Shen it's his time to be receiving, his demeanor doesn't change much. He's still gentle, guiding you to what he wants. You absolutely love how he communicates. Jing Yuan asks for requests with term of endearments and pairs with with handful of praises. Maybe this is why you try your best when you service him? After all, he does so well with your body, its only fair you'd return his diligence, right?
When he moans, Jing Yuan doesn't whimper, no. He groans deep. Sometimes he'd attempt to curb it, but after finding out that it actually gets you off— he can't help but let it out once and a while. He'd be putting away stray hair strands from your face when his cock is deep all the way to your throat, trying your best to take it in.
As soon as theres that knot below his stomach, waiting to snap, you always insist on taking it from your mouth. You love it when he breaks in you, broken moans intensifying just as he grips your head down his crotch. When he finally catches his breath after moments of breathlessness, Jing Yuan makes sure you're okay, profusely apologizing.
He understands you get tired, so he always prepare something for you after every session with him. He views this time with you as intimate, sacred of heart. There'd be scents you'd like around the room, may it be incense or candles, sometimes he'd even massage any muscles you find sore or tired. But often times, you'd just want him to clean you up and stroke your head while cuddling him up— just listening to his heart beat accompanied by the calming rise and fall of his chest.
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so how was it? (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ i saw this man right up my alley and went "oh no" cus i know I'm gonna write atleast ONE thing about him!
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xo-cod · 6 months
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141 boys treating hyperfeminine!reader as goddess headcanons? 🩷
i got a little confused with what you mean lmfao, i hope this is what you wanted :') <3
ooc/rushed/can be read platonic or romantic 🤍
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each of them are very territorial of you even if they don't mean it to be, it just happens especially because you're a precious thing they constantly want to shield away from the horrors of the job
even if you see it, they do try their hardest to limit the gory viewing of it
ghost grumbling about all your pretty items saying that it clogs the space but him secretly taking keeping a few to keep safe.
you know about it and he knows that you know but you never say anything about it
and he keeps them close to his heart on those days he's missing you a little harder <33
he's your handyman no matter what, has gone head to head with price on this
if anything is wrong in your apartment, he's there instantly fixing away with the tip of his tongue stuck between his lips if he's been at it for a while/lost in thought
he wants to do everything for you, has to hold himself back because he knows you're capable and very smart
but it's hard because you're a lil sunshine packed in a human that he can't help but want to squeeze
def gets cuteness aggression with you, cannot help it. will try his hardest to fight against it
gaz is so tender with you, he constantly appreciates every single little thing you do for him
could've bawled into tears at the time you cooked him breakfast complete with fresh hand squeezed juice and pancakes with syrup
and when you handed it to him with a sweet smile, he felt his heart crumbling into a billion pieces
bodyguard no matter where you're going, even if it's to the shop up the road he's coming along
soap has a small tendency to cling onto you whatever you're doing
it's not outright in a childish sense but moreso lingering touches and holding you subtly
it's just in his nature, he misses you so bad whenever you're gone on a mission and you're unavailable for however long that period is
fights price to come with you but gets shut down because he's needed somewhere else
could've cried about it, but he didn't ‼️
price didn't know how much he needed you until you came into his life
not only were you a competent intelligent technical analyst, the best he had on the team
but even off duty, how kind hearted and sweet you were with him
it opened a whole can of worms he thought hadn't even existed
they're all like little children when you're doing your own thing and they're just watching you
all of them being intrigued by your makeup, pointing at several things and asking what the purpose is
"why's is so pointy?" soap had found your eyeliner, looking in the mirror as he attempted his own liner but the poor thing ends up looking like a panda by the time he's done and awkwardly laughing as he hands you back an eyeliner pen that's a little broken now from how frustrated he got
"you waste money when you buy the same things. you just get one and stick with it" simon is loyal king to his own products, the same brand of shampoo he's been buying since the early 2000's is fighting for its life. will never understand why you buy so many blushes/eye shadows/lipsticks but likes watching you put it on
"i watched a video about this yesterday, here lemme help" gaz, always the perfect helper. because what do you means he's gonna let you struggle if your eyeliner is matching on both sides??? he's gonna help you with it ‼️
price, bless his heart just wants to be involved but he doesn't know how to. awkwardly smiling, nodding his head telling you, you did a great job and there's no flashback (learnt the word one time. doesn't know what it means but it sounds fitting)
them poking fun at the candles you used but buying the exact same ones to use at their own homes because it reminds them of you
soap and gaz love the scent in your home, always trying to recreate it in theirs but it never coming close to yours <33
if you're ever running low on anything, it's refilled the next day
yes they all have keys to your house
because why do you need to use your pretty hands when they're here to help you?
game over if you paint your nails in their favourite colour
soap is so proud, constantly showing your hand off and telling you that it should be a permanent colour
gaz being so smug about it, his favourite colour is the most superior therefore it needs to be permanently coloured on your nails
ghost doing a double take at your nails, his heart melting when he sees them, can't not resist touching them or trying to touch them lmaooo
price telling you outright that it suits you and him telling you subtly that it needs to be an every day colour
all of them fighting for their lives trying to pay for your nail appointment but the other trying to butt in
and when you have a bad day, working yourself to the bone all of them step up and intervene
"c'mon sweetheart, it's been a long day" price is very gentle with you, holding you up by your hips as he looks at you inspecting your fatigued state. it hurts his heart when you work yourself to death for this team
"there we go, bonnie. i made you a cuppa" johnny handing you his famous hot chocolates in your hands, helping you take a few sips as he holds you gently in his arms
"i'll run the bath for you, pretty" gaz kissing your temple before he plucks your towel and a bath bomb, determined to make the prettiest most relaxing bubble bath you've ever seen
"c'mere lovie, enough for today" simon holding you to his chest as he takes you put of your seat and helping you stand up. his thumb gently brushing over your cheek with a soft sigh, his affections practically radiating off from him in waves. he may not be a man of poetic words but his actions tell you what he says anyway
and if you have enemies, congrats they have four more
heaven forbid you ever meet kortac, especially könig. simon's got words to say ‼️
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kitorin · 1 year
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how they react when they catch you simping for a fictional character
pairings. shidou ryusei x gn!reader, itoshi rin x m!reader, mikage reo x gn!reader (separate)
contents. crack, smau, a sexual joke and a half (it's just ryusei being ryusei) shinonome akito slander (I'M SORRY I PROMISE I LOVE HIM BUT RIN DOESN'T), exposing my taste in men, written all in lowercase, spoilers for sounds of a summer event (project sekai)
a/n. i thought of this bc i questioned if i liked rin or akito more 😭, and sorry for rin's being so long since i had the most ideas for him :>. i also have no confidence with crack so please bear with me and it's my first smau
shidou ryusei - seong taehoon (how to fight / viral hit)
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when he caught you gawking at the new viral hit chapter, taehoon specifically, he immediately joined you (as he should)
he straight up yelled "smash" at that one scene where taehoon's snacking and he's wearing a tight shirt so you can see all of his muscles
he begs you to re read the series with them, and now you two read each update every week together, fully engaged in the story and taehoon's abs
attempts to recreate all of taehoon's kicks (i headcanon that does taekwondo and has a black belt :>), proudly shows them off to you, with a huge grin on his face (please fawn over him too)
also extensively practices so he can show them off by incorporating them into soccer somehow (doesn't matter if it ain't practical he just wants to impress you), and if he ever has to use them on anyone making you uncomfortable
he probably has a folder in his gallery dedicated to every panel he loves (which is basically all) and recreates his absolute favs (with you as his photographer)
makes a lot of jokes about being in love with taehoon (so do you), but he'd stop them if they made you uncomfortable, and reassures you that a drawing can't compare to how sweet, amazing and perfect you are
honorable mentions to baek seongjun being his second favourite
wants you to do taekwondo as well cause now he has a thing for it after discovering taehoon
"i swear to god men who do taekwondo and can actually fight are so hot,"
"isn't that you?"
"... you don't agree with me...?"
"no you have a brilliant point"
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itoshi rin - shinonome akito (project sekai)
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during the sounds of a summer festival event you spent so much time glued to your phone, full combo-ing literally every hard, expert, and master song you possibly could, leveling up all character ranks, sacrifice countless of hours of sleep (if it's for akito it's very much worth it), and even contemplate spending money
you even tweeted about how badly you need him
rin notices the bags under your eyes, and the lack of sleep you had been getting, he's worried and when he asks you you're too focused on the event story to even register what he says, as you're on the brink of sobbing at young akito and ena
he observes as well, and immediately is jealous of how much of your attention this fictional character was receiving from you
as you're about to spend another few hours grinding, he stops you
"dumbass you need to sleep, and give your eyes a break"
"no i don't, i need summer festival akito,"
"who and what?"
soon you're rambling on how much akito's backstory and struggles already hurt, and how wholesome yet painful the event story was, with akito quitting soccer and ena encouraging him to give music a try, and it only nurtures rin's envy
"you're going to cry for a ginger guy who quit soccer and started his ambition because of his older sister? how lukewarm,"
"yes i am?? and he looked cute as a child and now he's a pretty boy with the best vocals. their event cards are beautiful too i need them. didn't you start soccer because of sae anyways?"
"tch"
"rin... are you jealous?"
"... no, i just don't get what you see in this idiot. i never quit soccer when it got hard and i know how to persevere, i don't give up, i don't experience despair when someone's better than me-"
"so you're jealous,"
"no"
"rin you always have and always will be my number 1. akito can't do anything you've done for me, and can't even compare to how pretty you are,"
"damn right,"
despite being salty, he still installs the game to read the stories, out of pure curiosity and wants to understand what kind of stuff you like
he ends up adoring ena and akito's relationship (the supportive part only ofc), as well as tsukasa and saki's (and secretly wishes sae was as affectionate as shizuku since she reminds him of sae in the past)
you do not shut up when you seem him struggle with hitorinbo envy on master
"I THOUGHT YOU SAID AKITO WAS LUKEWARM,"
"he is, i was just curious why you liked the stories so much,"
"YOU SPENT EVERY FREE CRYSTAL ON THE FIND A WAY OUT EVENT AND NOW GRINDING FOR MORE,"
"... i want his boyfriend"
"YOU READ THE MAIN STORY TOO ?! and you don't need touya you have me"
"THAT'S HOW I FELT ABOUT AKITO,"
"YOU FEEL INFERIOR TO A LUKEWARM GINGER?"
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mikage reo - kang tae moo (business proposal)
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he heard you squealing at a scene of tae moo getting flustered after sunghoon suggested his feelings for hari
he thought that you were having a heart attack and thought something was wrong
reo doesn't even need the show's context to be invested immediately, as he joins you and watches with great interest
after seeing you simp over tae moo, in secret, he binge watches the rest of the series in attempt to mimic any romantic scenes
full on posts the "do you know what my credit card and my love for y/n have in common? they simply have no limit" on his not very private twitter account, and it leaves you flustered by all the comments saying how lucky you are and their jealousy
deletes any comment revealing the source of that line (silently apologises to the writer(s) and credits ahn hyo seop for its brilliant execution)
little does he know nagi made a tweet exposing him
also recreates other cute scenes from the show, and starts looking for more kdramas to watch and recreate (still gets fully absorbed in the plot and dialogue)
innocently smiles when you realize he's just a kang tae moo copycat
"i didn't copy him i'm the inspiration behind him, rich, smart, pretty and utter perfection,"
"i can't deny the second part... i can't believe nagi's seen business proposal,"
"wait what?"
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crispycreambacon · 2 months
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You fill your head with thoughts you find you can't even feel
Try to make room in your skull, but it’s full of them
All of the things that you think and then think about thinking
I know it’s hard, but they're not who you are
They're white noise
— White Noise, Will Wood —
Welcome one and all to "Mashing Two Interests Like Playdough", the first episode is Puppet History x Will Wood, specifically the Substitute x White Noise 'cause holy moly. It fits him so well. Omg.
I had so much fun creating this poster! I'm really proud of how the poses and the rendering turned out even though both gave me a rough time at first </3 I actually had an earlier version of this poster, but I scrapped it because it wasn't doing it for me ngl :,D I'm glad I did though!
Anyways if you'd like to know more about why I think this song fits the Substitute, you can read my interpretation of the lyrics and how they can relate to him below the "Read More" button. You can also find the glitchless + filterless version of the poster there.
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Note: A lot of this is speculation on my part, and you don't need to conform to this reading. This is just how I perceive him.
They paint the walls with colors that you're not meant to notice
They fill the halls with tunes you can't get into your head
Let's establish the obvious: The Substitute can't feel. The extent of his unfeelingness is unknown, but what is known is that he can't taste and can't have the sensation of touch. This may lead to him being isolated due to his inability to relate to experiences both humans and his fellow puppets seem to have, particularly the experiences of the one he is based on.
Yeah, it sorta sounds like a retro top-40 but wrong
You're not meant to sing along
It isn't that kind of song
It's white noise
Despite his unfeelingness, he still wants to have the experiences others have. After all, he literally almost killed someone just to have that chance, but his plan is not entirely well-thoughout. How was he going to dispose Ryan's body without getting caught? How was he going to sew the skin onto himself and dispose the rest of it? What was he going to do after he finally what he asked for?
In a way, he was doomed to fail. He was never meant to gain sentience anyway, let alone have the desire to feel like his counterpart. His existence is a complete accident. Now he has to deal with the consequences of actions he never even had a hand in doing.
But if you listen closely I swear, to God I swear
You can hear the ocean if you hold it up to your ear
This lyric directly inspired the pose of the Substitute listening to the conch shell. He has memories of some of the most wonderful sensations on Earth yet he can't connect with any of them. Perhaps when no one was looking, he tries to recreate some of them in a desperate attempt to find a scrap of semblance of feeling and gets increasingly frustrated with his inability to understand them.
Is it any wonder that he would do anything to regain that scrap of enjoyment? To end his torturous experience by any means necessary?
Its personality's a lack of identity
The entire second verse in general speaks about the meaningless of art and how people try to give it meaning anyway. The Substitute's only purpose was to replace the Professor either to console a dead mass or to continue the show. Now that the Professor is back... What can he do?
Moreover, he's also never allowed to have an identity of his own. Since he's meant to be a perfect copy of someone else, especially someone who's presumed to be dead, he can never really deviate from that role because it would break the illusion the puppets created to cope with their grief. No matter what his desires are, he can never really explore any of them because no one is allowing him to do so.
Also, the way the orchestra swells during this part kinda calls back to theatrical music for me. I feel like the Substitute would enjoy performace arts. His bombastic musical number implies he had a flair for the dramatics, and despite his lack of feeling, his expression of his ambitions is quite dramatic.
You fill your head with thoughts you find you can't even feel
This can relate to how the Subtitute is forced to relive the memories of the Professor despite not being able to experience the emotions connected with them. In a way, he has to so that he could remind himself of his motivations. Remembering the joy the Professor got through feeling would keep him going on this path in the hopes that some day, he could feel that joy too.
I know it's hard
But they're not who you are
They're white noise
This line can be taken in two ways. One is based on the speculated official meaning of the outro which is centered on intrusive thoughts. No doubt the Substitute deals with homicidal thoughts, but I wonder if he truly believes in them. Does he genuinely enjoy indulge in them, or does he act on them because it's all that he knows? For all the talk about him having the Professor's memories, at the end of the day, he was crudely coded for one simple purpose. His thoughts are very simplistic—as seen with how quickly he jumps to murder as the most logical solution for his problem—and I wonder if he was given a chance to grow beyond his purpose, he could've reliazed that homocide was not the right course of action.
The other way, which is likely more relevant, relates back to the Substitute being intrinsically tied to the Professor. His thoughts, his memories and his actions are all in a way influenced by the Professor. But it didn't have to be this way. As unlikely as it is, he could've had a life where he discovered his own interests and his own personality outside of being "the evil Professor". If he had gotten to learn more about the world on his own, if he had been able to act not as the Professor but as himself, he would've been able to develop more and find that joy he was missing. He could've had a life.
Unfortunately, he was never given that chance, and it is unlikely that he ever will be.
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gofancyninjaworld · 2 months
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Thinking about Garou
Question: "Compared to the first season, which draws attention to Saitama's exhilarating punches, the second season focuses on story development. Did you have any specific goals while drawing the story?" Murata: "There was one thing that I requested from ONE Sensei before drawing my re-illustrated manga. At first, there were plans to cut out Garou's childhood with the bully in my version, but that scene really left an impression on me. I thought it was a vital part of understanding Garou's position, so I discussed it with ONE Sensei and requested that I be able to leave it in for y version. And it was paced so well in the anime! I believe it ended up being a very high-quality scene." -- From the liner notes of One-Punch Man Season 2.
I'm including this because I feel it's fundamental to really talk about Garou with any depth. Garou without context does not make sense. He is a kind, sensitive, and thoughtful young man who wants to do good in the world. Yet, he caused a horrifying amount of harm, both directly and indirectly, and ultimately undermined his own goals.
I'm glad that ONE listened to Murata about keeping Garou's childhood flashback. Without it, he'd just have been a thug attacking heroes for no reason to us (pretty much as the heroes saw him). Not only that, but ONE has gone a lot further in the manga in showing us the context in which Garou grew up that's been very helpful for understanding who Garou is, what he saw, and making some sense of his powerful yet contradictory desires.
Ultimately Garou is Garou. He's his own person and the buck for his actions firmly stops with him. No matter what, I can't imagine him not being an independent thinker with the determination to put his thoughts into action.
But...
...the tragedy of his thinking becomes clear when we see his thinking of monsters as metaphors for what is misunderstood or unacceptable in ourselves (a popular enough one IRL where monsters aren't real) and compare it with the reality of his world in which monsters have won, successfully restricting humans to one continent, and people like heroes because they are reminders that sometimes, even apparently overwhelming evil can be defeated. Nothing good happens when you deny the reality around you.
You know Garou's rant about uniting the world with fear? It's a standalone rant in the webcomic. The manga gives us a snapshot of the context in which he came to this conclusion. As this is a place that is no stranger to natural disasters -- forget the monsters -- Garou has no doubt experienced at least one big storm, or flood, or earthquake, or volcanic eruption in his life. In those days and weeks that follow, he's no longer an outcast. Nobody cares about where you come from or who you are: people help each other. At least until normalcy is restored. That's something he's directly experienced.
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That's just human nature: even in individualistic societies, for every report of looting in the wake of a natural disaster, there are hundreds of people trying to help. And this is a much more collectivist society that has to deal with disasters semi-regularly. That's the sense of looking out for each other in the face of a tragedy bigger than any person he wanted to recreate—only permanently.
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Then we get bits of Garou through the people around him. We got nothing about his parents in the webcomic but in the manga, his parents refuse to see him or get him out of custody. They've given up on him. To make it worse, the audience ONE is writing for understands that Garou is a minor until he's 20 (the law recently changed in Japan but it wasn't even up for debate when ONE started writing OPM). So they've done the equivalent of washing their hands of a 16-year-old. That's got to have hit Garou very, very hard, even if he was estranged from them. He'd have liked it if his father cared enough to tell him what to do.
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We see how Bang has literally taken on the role of in loco parentis. It's been interesting to see that the reason Bang has chased after Garou so relentlessly is because he sees himself in the young man. However, we also see that he deeply misunderstands Garou too. Bang beat up people because he was an extremely selfish young man who felt he was entitled to everything.
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Garou beat up people because he is an extremely thoughtful young man who sees himself as bringing a great good into the world at the expense of some heroes.
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It's definitely going to cause trouble but that's okay -- nothing in life is smooth and such differences are inevitable. With love, such struggles are worthwhile.
Garou's an object lesson in why the energy to do things in the world rarely comes with the power to make those changes. His overly simple solutions were disastrous. But one thing we can also say about Garou: he's a fast learner. He's literally rebuilding his life little by little in the webcomic by rebuilding the world around him. In the manga, he's been given the opportunity to sift through his thinking and find what's genuinely good. We'll see how it all shakes out.
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telleroftime · 1 year
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So you know how Peach bakes cakes for Mario and Bowser one hundred percent gets jealous of it?
I'm sure we've talked about this before but that's not gonna stop me. I'm just thinking about baking him one as a gift and seeing the way he instantly lights up. Big doofy smile, visibly standing taller, eyes wide, tail wagging-
He's just so happy because he's special to you.
You find it interesting just how excited he gets and luckily Kamek is kind enough to explain. Though you may not really understand his previous infatuation with Peach you at least pick up on why this made him so happy. So now you bake him things all the time just because you've seen first hand how loved it makes your special guy feel.
And if you aren't good at baking you ask the cook's in the castle kitchens and they help you without question.
Just imagine how to you, the first time you bake him something, it wouldn't be such a big deal.
It was just a cake. It wasn't like it was exceptionally tall or decorated in golden leaves. It was just a simple cake and yet there he is, King Bowser in all his glory, falling into those subconscious quirks or his.
Wagging his tail which either brings up dirt of the ground in a little cloud of dust, or is very audible with the way his scales slide against the floor. Trying as hard as he can to control the wide grin but failing, only causing his lips to twitch higher as he flashes his teeth in the goofiest of expressions.
Oh and just imagine how carefully he'd pick up the cake. How he'd ask you a hundred times if the cake is actually for him. How he'd refuse to eat it at first and he'd simply stare at it in awe because once he does eat it it'd be like it was never there to begin with. Oh and the love he'd absolutely shower you with afterwards.
Just imagine how he'd have a lot of cakes ordered in for you. The best of the best, by the best cooks and bakers his kingdom has to offer. Whatever the price, you'd have it. Bowser would guide you to the room where there's just baked goods towered up high. He'd sit you down at the table and excitedly watch as you plate your favourites.
At that moment all he'd want is to hear you ramble about how your day went up until that point, he'd be content not eating any of the food. He'd just want to sit and watch you with his tail thumping lightly on the floor behind him with a lopsided grin on his snout.
And he'd definitely order them instead of making them himself because I think we mentioned this before how that man should not be allowed in the kitchen. Ever. If I'm not wrong it's a mutual headcanon that Bowser cannot bake.
Oh, and to those like me who cannot bake to save their life - imagine if you can't bake and you refuse to ask the castle's cooks for help.
Like, you managed to maybe bake a cake the first time around, which is how you know Bowser becomes absolutely overjoyed when he receives baked goods, but be it beginner's luck or simply an off-day, you can't recreate it. No matter how many times you try and how hard you follow the recipe's instruction, nothing seems to work.
The batter either doesn't rise or it tastes too much of baking powder. It's either burnt or still practically raw and now you're on your fourth attempt and refusing to let anyone else be in the same part of the kitchens as you because you want to spare yourself the embarrassment.
Forget cleaning as you go too. At this point the actual station would be covered in a variety of ingredients. The flour is ironically caked on all the surfaces around you. There's bits of egg white just clumping with sugar on the worktable. There's crumbs from the past attempts littered everywhere and the frustration is very much starting to boil.
But, since you've made it once, you can do it again. At least that's what you hope though it doesn't seem to be that easy. And nothing seems to be going your way.
It's supposed to be a gift for Bowser, an attempt to see that grin of his again and see how overjoyed he becomes. Like you said, the tail wagging and thumping excitedly on the ground, the extremely goofy grin of his. But now you're there with a frown etched on your face because the batter isn't baking itself.
Just imagine missing dinner over this. The cooks were too worried to try and bother you because you were so focussed. Maybe you didn't hear them the few times they tried to get your attention because the dinner was ready. Either way, Bowser definitely notes your absence at the table and he's maybe eaten around half of his meal before he decides to go an look for you.
Because let's be honest, he'd be anxious if you're not there when you are supposed to be. The way you wrote him in the latest chapter of 'A Missing Gem' was utterly perfect. And yeah, he'd go and search for you.
And it wouldn't take him long to find you either.
From the smell of burnt batter to a bunch of cooks diligently avoiding one of the kitchen's entrances, he'd check if you were there and boom, you are. You are and you are covered in baking ingredients, a painful heat on your face from annoyance that only spreads as the embarrassment hits your. Because Bowser had caught you in your struggles.
And here's the thing, I don't think he'd care much if you can't bake. You had tried and you'd definitely get the exact same reaction you'd get if you actually presented him with a cake. It's the thought that counts and you'd still cause his tail to wag and you'd still get to see that dopey smile. He'd tease you for it if only to see the way you react, but he'd be overjoyed anyways.
Because you tried to bake for him.
Oh boy, if this post is a mess it's because I didn't write it in order and didn't read through it in full. My bad. I'll fix it eventually.
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yanderepuck · 3 months
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Damn this man is fun to write. He's such a whore honestly.
4 of what I think is 12 of the smut wheel prompts. You get to thank @faust-bite for this one. I'm going to make him a needy bitch in heat bc that's what he is every time he's horny. Man doesn't like to admit he's horny until he's overloaded.
Also..LOOK AT ME MAKING THE MC GENDER NEUTRAL I say as there is no mc present in the fic
Prompt: him masturbating to the thought of you
"Ungh..."
Just the light from the moon and stars lights up his room. Fausts fingers tug through his hair as he breaths heavily.
"Vöglchen."
He moans, tugging his hair more. His other hand is rubbing himself. He's trying to work himself like you normally would, but you have some kind of special touch. Something he can't recreate no matter how much he tries.
Faust saw no issue in letting you go back to the mansion for a few days after Comte requested you for something. But it's barely been two days and he's missing your touch.
Missing your naked body on top of his own.
"Ahh-hh! Fuck!"
He can't believe he's so desperate for you. How could he let himself sink so low.
"I just want to-" he gasps before finishing what he wants to say, but he wants to fuck you. He's thinking about you laying under him, your ass in the air so that he can grab your hips and thrust into you.
His panting gets heavier as his hand moves faster. His arm lays over his eyes, covering them as if he's embarrassed. He would never use that word, but it didn't feel right to be so desperate for another.
Faust was doing fine all day until he got to bed. That's when he couldn't stop thinking about you. When he thought about you moaning his name. Thought about you touching him, and he touching you back.
He wants nothing more than to slide his cock into your tight little hole and fill it with his cum, only to fuck it back into you.
Faust groans as he starts to bite his hand. Last thing he needs is for anyone in the castle to hear him. He wouldn't care about them hearing him fuck you. No. He wants that. He wants them to know that you're his, that he's claimed you.
His pants get sporadic and out of control as he's getting closer.
"Fuck- fuck! Just like that, vögelchen!" He pulls his shirt up to his chest and quickly bites his hand again.
The hand on his cock is moving faster with a tightened grip. He whines until his tip spurts out a long stream of cum, leaving a mess on his torso.
His hand stops moving and he lets himself breathe. After a few moments he looks around squinting, trying to find something to clean himself with.
Nothing. He groans and reaches for his glasses to be able to look better. Nothing within reaching distance.
He lays his head back in his pillow after putting his glasses back, his cock still hard. Once wasn't enough.
There is no way he's going to be able to sleep like this. He is so horny it hurts.
"Damn it, meerschweinchen," he growls, instinctively starting to rub himself again. He didn't even realize he started until he let out another moan.
"Ungh... I'm fucking you so hard when you get back."
He closes his eyes, trying to imagine you bouncing on his cock, moaning along with him.
"Ahh- took...took my damn fuck toy away from me," he growls again, rubbing himself faster, bucking up his hips.
Faust bites his lip as he tugs his hair again. His desperate pants pick up again, filling his room along with the wet sounds his hand is making.
In moments his moans become whines as he feels himself getting closer.
"Ahh-hh! J-just like that, ungh!"
He touches himself in all the places he likes. "Stay still," he bares his teeth and tightens his grip.
Finally, new lines of cum cover his body, almost getting on his face. His pants are louder and he slowly opens his eyes as he lets go of his cock.
He sighs, realizing the mess he's made. He has no choice but to clean it. He goes to take his shirt off and realizes his cum got on it.
He grumbles to himself and takes it off, and just uses it to wipe his body. Once he cleans himself off he just drops the shirt off the edge of the bed. Not ideal but he'll deal with it tomorrow.
He fixes his pants and rolls over, finally feeling tired enough to sleep, even if he still isn't fully satisfied.
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M6 with MC who's passionate in culinary and cuisines, love to take their lover to food trips and cook for them a lot, even testing out their new recipes to M6
dont feel pressured to take this request, have a lovely day you lovely human being
(also i wanna share a little headcanon of mine; Lucio is big on cuisines, he probably grew up with eating limited variations of foods so when he became the count he was so excited to try out new kinds of food and developed a little passion for it)
The Arcana HCs: M6 with a foodie MC
~ as someone who grew up internationally and makes their own bread and cheese instead of buying it, this is a request that makes me grin. thanks for the smile, anon! - brainrot ~
Julian
We already know how comforting Mazelinka's homemade soup is for him (magic or otherwise)
We also know that he's terrible at remembering to eat regularly, or choose things that taste good
If he walks into the kitchen to see you, his greatest love, cooking a nutritious and delicious meal to share with him, he may propose on the spot. Or melt. Or both
That said, his palate isn't very well refined, so if you're looking for detailed culinary feedback you won't be getting much
However, he can be quite the poet. When it comes to praise, he'll be groaning out compliments between each delicious bite and raving about it until the next homemade meal
Delighted to go on food trips with you, he knows all kinds of questionable shortcuts
It will become apparent that he can't follow most of the conversation (palate cleanser? I don't even know her!) but he will try his best
Is very good at making friends with whoever you're interacting with. You get a lot of extra samples because of him
Randomly brings people home to eat your cooking because according to him it's so good it'll cure any and all problems
Asra
They're a pretty decent cook themselves, which is a lot of fun when you get to take turns introducing your favorite foods to each other
He's also the type to regularly try recreating dishes he's eaten on his travels without any reference or recipe
It never turns out right, but it always tastes good
They love trying new things and are your most eager taste-tester. No matter how intimidating the culinary process is, they are wholly fascinated and invested
Food trips are his favorite thing
They'll happily take you to all the places they've visited, dragging you to the hole-in-the-walls that only locals know about and avoiding the places that gave them food poisoning previously
When he's on a solo journey, he'll keep an eye out for any ingredients you've mentioned and bring them back for you
As well as any remotely food-related thing that tickled their fancy
Did you want a stone mill taking up space on your roof? Not necessarily, but you have one now, and he's really excited to try making flour (and then bread) with it at least once before you get rid of it
Nadia
Fully supportive of your culinary endeavors
She has a taste for fine things herself. If those fine things were made by her beloved MC? She's all for it
Tries not to show too much excitement when you express a love for exploring other cuisines, she misses Prakran food so badly and can never find it made right
Regularly takes you to eat dishes prepared by Vesuvia's finest chefs
When you mention a food trip she pounces on the opportunity to eat all of her favorite Prakran delicacies with you
She may or may not pay her favorite spiced swordfish cook to give you an afternoon of lessons on how it's made. Only after you've said you would like the opportunity, of course
She's not much of a cook herself (she's always had in-house chefs) but she has a very well developed palate. Her culinary feedback is immaculate
It's hard for her to make the kind of time necessary to go on regular food trips with you, but that doesn't stop her from ordering all sorts of treats
She'll wait until you're relaxing in the garden with her to pull out the most recent delivery so she can watch your eyes light up
Muriel
The opposite of a foodie
That is, until you get your hands on him
One of your first positive interactions is getting him to try Selasi's bread and savoring the flavor together
He still has to shake himself out of the "food is fuel that I can't expect consistent access to" mentality, but you being around really helps
Nothing makes the hut feel more like home than watching you painstakingly put a meal together, playing with ingredients and spices like they're fun and not something to be scarfed down
Happy to go on trips with you, not so happy about all the human interaction that comes with the food part
But he loves fueling your interest, so he will start researching all kinds of cuisines based around foraging
Cooking becomes so much fun like this - he'll show up with a pile of foraged ingredients that he can tell you all about
And then you can tell him about all the ways you'll turn them into a delicious meal
Discovering that he has food preferences is really fun, until he also discovers the foods he really doesn't like and you have to learn to cook without them
Portia
Oh, you two are unstoppable
She bakes. You cook. She cooks. You bake. And then you feast and feast and feast
She has her fair share of wanderlust, so food trips are going to be a mutual delight for you two. She makes the best itineraries
She's also got her fair share of dishes from Nevivon that she likes to make for and teach to you (though some recipes are passed-down secrets that you'll need to earn)
You generally alternate cooking duties, so each of you has a day to cook and a day to savor
She's also friends with the palace chefs, and can convince them to let you watch them cook and share some tips with you
Ambassador trips are so much fun. If you go with her, the two of you will sneak out between meetings to hit up the street food stalls
If you stay with the shop, she'll collect all the recipes for you and bring back so many ingredients and spices
You being already trained in magic makes it easy for you to pick up Mazelinka's wonderful soup recipe once she's finally ready to teach it to you. The first time you make it for Portia, she cries
Lucio
As earlier suggested, Lucio grew up eating only what his parents and later he could hunt. In the army, he only had whatever was provided
Like his love of luxurious and shiny things, he developed an interest in cuisine after being taken in by the old Count
It was also one of the main attractions of his crazy masquerades
There is a reason why the first thing he wanted after regaining a body was food. It brings him joy!
He was ready to go back to the simpler food of his younger years when he gave up being Count to start a new life with you. It had even become something he associated with his old vices
So when he sees the stuff you manage to create over a campfire, he falls in love with you all over again
Regularly plans new jobs around culinary hotspots so you can wander and sample new food together
Prioritizes lodging that gives you a comfortable cooking space
He's not a chef, but he's a decent swordsman. He's cautious around anything that isn't grilling but he'll happily chop ingredients for you
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isaksbestpillow · 6 months
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is japan a sexist country in general? because damn some questions that i read in japanese actors' interviews are crazyyyyy the cultural shock is harsh like wdym you don't want women to be "too independent"? lol
short answer: yes, very.
of course there is sexism in all countries. finland constantly comes on top in happiness and gender equality rankings, but when sanna marin became the prime minister in 2019 it highlighted so much sexism that had remained under the surface. a 30-something woman can become the prime minister in finland, but there will be people trying to undermine and attack her skills and character every step of the way. so i'm well aware sexism is a problem everywhere, but japan has a particularly poor track record in dismantling it.
if you look at rankings or statistics, in 2023 japan ranked 125h out of 146 countries in the global gender gap ranking, well behind south korea and china. what's even worse, they ranked 116th the previous year, meaning things have not been improving at all, or if they have, it's been too slow. i don't know if you're familiar with the parks and recreation episode where they create an all male panel to discuss gender equality, but that's how it is in japan. a bunch of grandpas in the room wondering why the population keeps declining, year after year. there are few women in positions of power, be it politics or business. foreigners say how safe they feel on the streets, which may be true, but sexual harassment at workplaces is rampant and really hard to report.
i don't mean that every japanese individual is sexist, but you're very much surrounded by sexist narratives and representations. if you look at talk shows on tv, it's older men talking and pretty young women reacting. a couple of weeks ago i saw a news clip of an annual award given to female celebrities with beautiful legs. the pressure to be pretty or act in a certain way can be quite consuming. it only stops once your children are grownup and you have proved yourself as a woman. 女子力 literally means girl power, but it doesn't mean what spice girls said it means. it means to be skilled in performing femininity.
i can't comment on that interview without knowing the context, but i'm not super surprised some actor might say that. japanese male celebs disappoint you all the time lol. i'm still gonna go not all men here, because not all men. my spouse is a lovely person who hopes i'll make more money than him one day so he can quit his job and focus on housekeeping. i remember one anecdote from his work when he was washing the tea cups and his older coworker said why are you doing that, leave that for the women. it isn't only women who suffer from this strict framework, it's everyone who doesn't meet the expectations of masculinity or femininity.
that was a lot of poorly constructed rambling, but i will leave you with this thought: as matters stand, a woman can never become the emperor of japan, the symbol of the nation.
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Hi! For the prompts list, could you do 131 with Papa Secondo? I love the idea of him being really soft with his partner when he’s in private (or when he’s high because let’s be real he steals primos stash after a long day of papa-ing), and I think it’s a great prompt for some fun and funky Papa Pitbull content
Thank you for the ask! It was absolutely fun to write. We need more soft Secondo. I have only been high and felt serious effects twice. The first time, it made me feel so comfortable, and the sensation that my whole skin was wrapping me in a warm hug. The second time was from vaping and gave me uncontrollable laughter to the point my stomach was cramping, and I got five minute abs.
Cherry Poppers (Secondo x Reader)
Secondo x Reader || Recreational Drug Use || Age Difference || Daddy Kink || Innocence Kink || WC: 3031
His brothers call him a cradle robber, but neither of them are much better. Primo's wife is thirty years younger than him, and Terzo's current lover is twenty below. Your age doesn't matter much to him, but it does play a part. It's also about the fact that you are very inexperienced. Your friends had called you a prude, you didn't drink, you didn't party, you didn't even jaywalk, brought up by your mother to be afraid of damn near everything that was fun, that was wild and 'outrageous'.
You had realized that you lived your life under a gaslighter and got away. You needed a place to stay to get your life in order, support from people that would encourage you to live. You made new friends, and while you may not have made satanic vows yet, you certainly threw away your old ones. Then you met him. Your innocent but charismatic and eager sense to behold everything labeled 'evil' is what attracted him. Despite being the most inexperienced little swimmer of the church, you toed the water, liked how it felt, and wanted to swim.
You just needed someone to catch you when you jumped into the deep end.
And he was more than eager to be those arms.
He popped your cherry in more ways than one. Alcohol, dancing, sex, and now drugs.
The bed was comfortable, apparently one of the comfiest you had ever been on. He can only imagine the look of confusion of his brothers' faces when they enter their rooms to see all their pillows missing. Said foisted pillows were stacked as a mountain behind him, supporting you both nearly upright but conforming enough to let you relax and sink in them.
He had told you to get comfortable. You had quickly toed off your shoes, removed your borrowed hoodie, which practically ate you, and all but fell on your face into the nest, sighing in bliss. He then brought out the entertainment of the day. A small bong, marble in pattern with rich brown and cream colors, and already loaded.
You stared at the piece with wide but eager eyes. Sat up and then leaned against his side. He chuckled as you made grabby hands and then gently took the glass from him. He then waved the lighter in your face, snatching it out of reach when you tried to take it.
"Never used one before?" He asked, knowing full well you haven't.
"No. But you're gonna help me, right?" He nods and then lets you take the green Bic lighter before tapping his finger gently at the loaded dish.
"Press the lighter to it and let the smoke gather until I say when." He instructs. You swallow your excitement and try not to grin like an over eager kid before doing as he told you.
Now, you watch as a cloud forms inside the glass bowel. He gauges carefully, taking in your fascinated and excited expression as you watch the glass fog.
"That's enough." He taps your knee. "Now, seal your mouth over the top and breathe it in." You do as he instructs and lock your lips around the smooth glass opening and breathe. He bites his lip, picturing your lips wrapped around something else.
The smoke is hard on your lungs, causing a strain that you can't help but cough through it. A cloud of smoke leaves your mouth as you hack.
"Sorry." You choke, embarrassed. Secondo gives a chuckle from beside you, taking the glass from your hands.
"That's alright, ciliegia. Cough it out." He guides, and you try to breathe through it, but it's more a wheeze before it catches in the back of your throat again and you cough again.
He loads it up again. Letting the smoke gather much longer than you did before inhaling deeply. He doesn't cough, though, and you're impressed because it feels like there's something scratching the inside of your lungs.
He blows out a steady stream, and you settle into his side as he leans back against the pillows and lets his head loll. He hums, already a little high, and he feels his body practically turn into liquid as he enjoys the warmth.
"Now, we wait." One of his arms slings over your shoulder. He's casually dressed down, one of his off days, and of course, he spends it with you. He's not wearing his gloves again, and you shudder at the memory of his soft hands trailing down between your thighs, not but a week ago.
You're not the only one thinking about it. Being able to feel your skin against his has his dick quickly stirring against his slacks, and he takes a deep breath through his mouth. Ah, it was that kind of trip.
"Damn brother. I see how it is. Give us the commercial and keep the good shit for yourself."
"You nicked from Primo?" You ask and he huffed.
"He's not going to miss it. Old fart probably won't even notice until it's too late. Besides, who do you think he's growing it for in the first place? Us."
"Us specifically or like, the royal us?" He waves a hand.
"Doesn't matter. It's serving its purpose." He snickers. "For the good of the church." You laugh at his little cheer and lay your head against him. Content and very comfortable all of a sudden.
You run your hand over the bedsheets, and it kind of tickles. The duvet is embroidered with a very ugly gaudy but fancy pattern, clashes yet matches the room so well. Tracing it and catching on the fancy stitching causes your hands to tingle, and you lift one to look over it, and then you slowly begin to rub your fingers together.
It's almost as if you could feel your fingerprints. But your fingertips are just a part of your skin. You're just feeling your skin. The realization that, no, it's not your fingerprints. You just have skin. It seems to be the funniest thing in the world to you because you start to giggle and can't seem to stop.
"I think it might be kicking in." He chuckles and leans over to place a kiss on your forehead. You hum, further sinking into his side as it feels like his whole body has just opened up and enveloped you in a hug, or is that just your skin?
You're high. That's funny. You giggle again. It's funny just knowing you're high and that that's what is responsible for the giggles. Why is this so funny? It's funny that it's funny. You snicker and start to laugh again.
Secondo is now laughing with you and turns your head to place another kiss on your forehead and then leans down to kiss you on your mouth.
What an interesting feeling, his lips gliding against yours. You ruin it by breaking into another fit of giggles.
"It's good, right?" He smiles, earning a very enthusiastic nod. Then he simply stares at you, smiling joyously. It's a good look on him. You're so used to the hard glare and strong lines on his face, but he looks so young when he smiles. He's still staring. You're in the midst of breathing between bouts of girly laughter and looking him deep into his mismatched eyes.
"What?" You ask him, and his smile grows.
He breaks apart loudly and leads kisses behind your ear before nipping on your lobe gently. It sends a spark down below to your naval and has you huffing in quickly building arousal.
"Oh, don't mind me. I'm just enjoying the view." He takes advantage of your pause between fits of tittering to capture your mouth again, and this time, you moan into the kiss. His tongue his hot and heavy in your mouth as you attempt to slowly explore it. His kisses are always passionate, always letting you feel your way into what's comfortable and then gracefully leads you into something amazing.
Then you snort as his words finally hit you, and you push him lightly on the shoulder. He playfully attempts to bite your hand, snatching it up as you try to get away and laying kisses on your fingers. They tickle, too.
"Wanna try something?" He asks
"Always if it's with you." Now you're laughing at your own cheesiness.
He reached for bong again and took a deep hit. The water gurgling breaks through the room. It's starting to stink, a combination between the weed and his natural spicy smell. It's not a bad scent, but it'll definitely be stuck to you and your clothes for the rest of the day.
Then Secondo grabs you by your jaw and leans in close. You've seen this in movies. As he blows the smoke in your face, you breathe it in, eyes shining as your lungs complain. You turn away to cough again and hum as it serves to make your head feel heavier and your body hotter.
Secondo drags you back again by your chin and captures you're lips once more. This time you're taking change and he happily allows it. It's still a little clumsy and he knows that's because of the weed, you're a fast learner, you went from 'never kissed a man' to professional in a matter of weeks with his practice.
You hand skims his inner thigh, bumping right up against his cock and he's quickly reminded of just how damn hot this is. Getting you high and taking advantage of you had been the plan of the day but he hadn't accounted on it having this much effect on him.
He mentally grumbles another 'fuck you' to his older brother and breaks the kiss with a loud smack. He hisses against your chin, baring his teeth and grabs your hand as it skirts his knee.
"I'm so hard right now." He admits and then presses your hand directly against his aching dick, straining against the inner seam of his pants.
You murmur his words back to him in a daze and dare to look down at the indent of his cock in his jeans. At the sight, your core tightens and you press your thighs together.
"Can I sit on it?" You ask him because if it feels this good from just him touching you, you can't help but wonder what it would feel like if he was fucking you. You're already wet, the drug has you practically leaking, you can feel the slickness between your folds just from shifting your legs. The action sending spark of arousal further through you and your stroke Secondo's cock through his pants, wrapping your hand around the indention and giving a firm squeeze.
He groans, not expecting you to take charge, and his cock jumps against your palm.
You suddenly feel achingly empty.
"Yeah? You wanna sit on Daddy's cock?" He rephrases the question in a way that has your breath hitch and butterflies fluttering in your chest from his use of the word. Yeah, you want that. Absolutely. The longer you go empty the more desperate you suddenly feel for it. Your pussy clenches on nothing in desire for something. You nod dumbly as your hands go from gripping his dick to fumbling with his button and zipper.
He happily helps you, and together, you pull out your prize. Released from tight constraint of his pants, Secondo gives a grunt of relief and wraps a hand around his member, giving it a firm squeeze. It's flushed an angry red and already dribbling with precum.
He snickers as you thumb at the head for a moment, fascinated by the feeling of wet against your finger. Then you're distracted by the heat of his dick, hot, smooth, and soft the skin is. You trace your hands down to tangle with his thick pubic hair before throwing your leg over his and hovering in his lap. He lifts your skirt, watching as you part your underwear to the side and carefully line his cock up with your entrance.
You sink low enough to pop the head inside of you and have to bite your bottom lip to stop yourself from crying out how good it feels. Just that small amount has your legs quivering and cunt spasming. You can feel every bit of the bridge between his head and his shaft. It's hot, fascinating at how it feels hotter outside your cunt as your combined heats just melt into one, kinda like what you're doing now.
Secondo hisses between his teeth, hands grabbing at your thighs, but he makes no move to lower you. He has no intention of rushing you. He wants you to experience every bit of this at your own comfortable pace. He needs something to hold, though. If he doesn't have something to at least dig his nails into, he's going to lose his mind.
He blows out steadily through his mouth, nearly whistling before he takes in your appearance. You're flushed, your eyes are puffy and red from the smoke, and transfixed on where your bodies are joined, even though a small amount. You look so cute like this. Trusting him to take care of you, to hold back while you adjust, to help you through the dark water as you figure out how to swim amongst the sharks.
It makes his head spin, the amount of control he has over you. He pushed the first drink into your hand and then more as he helped you figure out what you had a taste for. He helped you let loose, weave and grind your hips against his as he taught you how to dance to that naughty stripper's music, and the again slowly move to something more casual in his office later that night. He's the one that pulled your cute little panties down around your ankles and ate you out for thirty minutes, stretched you out for ten, and then fucked you slow and carefully for what felt like an eternity.
He's getting high from more than just the weed. You were as good as a drug.
"Come on. I thought you wanted to sit on it."
Oh yeah. You did say that.
In one fluid and smooth drop, you take him fully . You croak a low gasp because it's tight with no prior preparation, but you're slick enough and wanton enough that it goes in easy. Your body all but welcomes the sudden fullness, the way your cunt starts to envelope around his prick, smooth skin that feels molten hot against the wet walls of your pussy.
"Fuuuuck. You're so tight." Secondo grunts as you force him to immediately bottom out. His balls, already tight, pressed against the slopes of your ass.
"So full." You describe, almost caught in a dream and press your hand to your lower stomach. You must be imagining it, but you could swear you feel a bump from his cock inside of you.
You reach up and wrap your arms around him, resting your head on his shoulder and just feeling for a moment. Secondo seems to understand this and returns your hug, running his hands up and down your back in soothing motions. It tickles, bursts goosebumps all over your body, and makes you take in tranquil breath.
"Can I move, ciliegia?" He asks you, and you nod before he rolls back against the pillows, bringing you with him as he props his knees up and starts to move.
He gyrates his hips with a meticulous rhythm, a slow ride, he's in no hurry.
You feel absolutely wrecked from the inside out and it was good he was taking charge at the moment because you can barely function properly right now, lost in the sensations of his cock dragging back and forth against your walls. Then he rubs his cockhead direction into your g-spot and you sob in pleasure.
"Shh, it's alright, piccola. Just hold onto me. Hold onto Daddy." Secondo licks his lips and takes in deep breaths, trying as hard as he can to make this last. "I'm gonna take good care of you."
The weed enhances everything. You feel as hot as an oven. He palms your ass and snickers. A literal cake fresh out of the oven. Shit, now he's the one laughing at his own joke.
You want to weep by how stimulated you feel. And when he suddenly starts to laugh, it resonates deep inside your chest while you par him with soft mumbles and whines of pleasure. He dares to thrust, just once, and your body immediately locks up on him as he plucks an intense and long-lived orgasm from you.
It crashes, tearing softly through your stomach and spreading from your limbs and curling your toes. You've never felt one like it before. It's like a movie in slow motion. Secondo grunts, as though pained, and for a moment, you thought you had tightened hard enough around him to injure him.
"Hurt you?" You mumble, brained. Secondo spits another laugh and shakes his head. He sucks in a breath, tenses, and lets out a rattled groan. He hugs you close, so close. Then he arches, tugging you as firmly to his chest as he can. His lips press gentle but firm kisses to your shoulders, nosing your shirt out of the way so he can touch skin.
He stops, and you feel it. You feel his dick jumping inside of you, hard throbs in uneven time as he shoots rope after rope of cum into your soppy wet cunt, directly into your womb. You sigh in bliss and rub your hand over your lower stomach, imaging what it must look like, having his load burning white into the pinks of your cunt.
You sit together like this for a moment, Secondo's eyes half shut as he enjoys your heat for as long as comfortable. Eventually, he's going to have to pull out, but for right now, this is paradise. You then press your lips to his ear and tell him something that's only so damn funny because of how much he considers it.
"We should fuck high as often as possible."
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