#and jands of course

[silveredsticks]

Frank Nazar's first NHL match. 14 April 24 x . x . x

#frank nazar iii #this is basically just ode to arm #and jands #and iconic debut cellies #if i ever have several wines and get on here i will post a much more involved ode to arm #and jands of course #he continues to be absolutely beautiful; the frank nazar story #frank nazar

[oplishin]

sometimes a funger run goes really well and sometimes cavemother fucking bodies your entire party

#sighhhh its because i was crazy low on healing items this run #absolutely destroyed moonless who then died to salmonsnake #and of course on the first run i get to the cavedwellers its moonless guard time #and they kill the girl and then kill me #and then i wake up in the blood pit and bully the lizardman to make myself feel better #smfh #jear jand junger

[fvllingflower]

Birthday

pairing: idol!wonwoo fem!reader

genre:smut with some fluff

warnings: cursing, petnames (love and baby), hickeys, boob play, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex (pls use protection), softdom!wonwoo, aftercare

song recommendation: god damn by i.m

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"Happy birthday baby," Wonwoo smiled. You just walked into the shared apartment to see your fiancé making you dinner.

"Aw love you didn't have to," You smiled widely. He walked towards you to hold your waist and to kiss you passionately.

"Of course I have to, I love you very much," He kissed you once more.

"I love you too," You smiled.

He knew you didn't like big parties and staying home and chilling it what you liked best. Of course he still wanted to make you feel special. You sat down at the table and Wonwoo handed you your food.

"So how was your day?" He asked.

"Good, the office wished me happy birthday," You answered before eating your food.

"How was practice?" You asked as he sat down and ate with you.

"Good. The guys let me come home early for your birthday," He smiled.

Once he finished eating, he went into the bedroom and came back with a present. You looked at him and smiled.

"Wonwoo.. I told you, you don't have to get me anything, I'm lucky to have you," You smiled widely. He handed you the box and you opened it. You saw a silver necklace with a heart that in the middle had you and his birth stones.

"Love its beautiful," You looked at him.

"I'm glad you like it," He smiled and came over to you and kissed you.

That kiss would lead to more. You stood up and Wonwoo held your waist. You two continued to make out. He started kissing down your neck. His jands went to the buttons on your shirt and he started unbuttoning it, the more skin he revealed the more he'd kiss down on. Before you knew it he picked you up and now was carrying you into the bedroom.

He pulled your shirt off all the way once he stepped into the bedroom. He laid you down on the bed and crawled over you. He cupped your face and kissed you passionately.

"I love you," He smiled against your lips. You pulled him back into the kiss, smiling. You took his shirt off and he quickly went to your pants and getting you out of them. You decided to help him and you took off your bra and underwear and just laid there.

"You really are a goddess," He admired your body. He got up and took his sweats off and his glasses. He got between your legs. He kissed your knee and the side of your leg all the way up to your inner thigh. He flattened his tongue and licked a strip on your clit. He gripped your thighs to hold them apart as he continued to eat you up like your his last meal. Oh how his mouth was speciality of many things, one them he was showcasing to you right now. He continued sucking and licking you up like spilt drink. Your hands gripping his hair. He knew how to make you feel good and he was gonna work extra hard to make feel extra good. You noticed him looking up at you, him catching every reaction your face showed and seeing every moan release from your mouth. You started to the feel a euphoric haze take you over, and realized that you came without warning. Wonwoo didn't seem to care, he ate you up.

"So sweet," He kissed every bit of your skin. Moments like where he kisses every inch of you just makes you fall more in love with him. His lips finally rested against yours as you went back to making out, this time he started playing with your boobs. Between making out, he squeezed a bit too hard, making you moan into his mouth. His mouth now falling down your neck and he started sucking your skin, leaving a mark. He went to your boobs and started sucking on them like a hungry baby.

"Won please," You moaned.

"What do you want baby?" He looked into your eyes and smiled.

"Fuck me," You demanded.

"As you wish," He kissed you once more before getting up. He stripped off his underwear and lined himself up. You two moaning in harmony as he slid against your folds. He placed kisses against your boobs as he waited for you to adjust to his size. You tapped his arm as a signal to move. He slowly started thrusting into you and quickly started picking up the pace. He loved the sound of your voice, and the noise he was causing to release from you.

"That's it baby, be as loud as you want," He whispered. He continued thrusting hitting your spot over and over again making you moan loudly. You swear with how loud you ended up being, that the neighbors were gonna file a noise complaint. His eyes stayed glued on you, he just loved watching every bit of you. You finally felt the knot start to tighten as he continued to thrust. You released on him. He continued thrusting until he finished and rode through your highs. He pulled out and laid beside you. You two were trying to regain breath. He pulled your body closer to him and cuddled you.

"Happy birthday baby," He whispered and kissed your cheek.

"Thank you love," You smiled at him.

He sat up and went into the bathroom. You heard water rushing, assuming he started a bath. You sat up and held your arms out for him.

"Come on birthday girl, let's get you cleaned up," He smiled and carried you into the bathroom. He sat you down in the tub and he quickly sat behind you.

You swear with the warm bath and his embrace you could just fall asleep right there. He finished washing you and himself and got out of the bath. He carried you into the bedroom and handed you one of his shirts and some underwear to wear. You two finally got into bed and cuddled up and you just admired him and he noticed.

"You like the view?" He chuckled.

"Very much, it's very handsome," You smiled and kissed his shoulder.

"I love you Y/N," He smiled widely, you could see the admiration in his eyes.

"I love you too Wonwoo," You leaned in and kissed him softly. 

#jeon wonwoo smut #seventeen scenarios #seventeen smut #svt smut #wonwoo fic #wonwoo smut #wonwoo thots #wonwoo fluff #seventeen imagines #seventeen fanfic #seventeen x reader

[fogwitchoftheevermore]

TERRIBLE NEWS. TUMBLR HAS REMOVED MY ABILITY TO ADD POLLS TO REBLOGS???

anyways. i'm trying to decide where to put skizz and joel in the hermitcraft blaseball au.

skizz's team is already decided (he's on the lovers, duh). yes that's his team in the life series au too, it's not my fault he has a brand. i made these aus before secret life even started.

but joel is harder to decide so i'm giving the choice to you all, who i trust with joel opinions more than i trust myself.

i'll add my reasoning for the teams provided below the cut, alongside a list of all the other options, including which hermits are on which team if putting him on the same team as certain people matters to you.

tokyo lift: other hermits already on the team include stress and false, who i think he'd have a fun dynamic with. i'm pretty sure the lift had a cyberpunk theme, as does joel this season. if he's on the lift i can justify drawing him with a pink streak instead of a green one. i'm also feeding into his ego here and putting him on the strong team.

yellowstone magic: he would be teammates with zed here, and i just think they would be very funny together. i can also justify dying his hair pink here, though it's much more magenta. also i think shrek would've lived in yellowstone. idk it feels right.

kansas city breath mints: i think joel would fit in with them vibes-wise (which is to say i think he would fail the bar exam). but i mostly included the breath mints in the poll because he would be teammates with cleo and gem.

breckenridge jazz hands: it would be pretty funny to shove joel in a room full of band kids, theater kids, resident mean girl iskall eightyfive, and xisuma. just imagine it with me. however. know that if you vote for joel to be on the jands, he will be making a brief cameo in my pearl/netty/jimmy precog trio fic that i'm working on as jimmy's replacement on the jands when he dies. for flavor!

anyways, other options!

hades tigers: only hermit teammate would be exil x, which is inherently a little hilarious. anyways these guys live in hell- not really. but they ARE fireproof!

mexico city wild wings: would make him teammates with hypno. all i really knew about the wings was spicy milk (exactly what it sounds like) and the time they tried to sue the entire league so. keep those facts in mind.

chicago firefighters: would make him teammates with tango. and also he would be a firefighter now. like, the profession. blaze joel afterlife smp likers i feel like this would appeal to you somewhat.

atlantis georgias: would make him teammates with xb. if he ends up on the georgias i'm turning him into a sea creature of some kind, so vote for what creature that is if you vote for this option.

philly pies: no hermit teammates here. all i remember about the pies off the top of my head is that they won the first two seasons of blaseball and then proceeded to never win a championship again.

new york millennials: would make him teammates with mumbo. and also housemates, because all the millennials live in an infinite apartment together, which feels appropriate for magic mountain. i could also make him pink here. however putting him on the mills would require me to type millennials more often, which is a word i cannot ever spell. would you do that to me? (/j)

seattle garages: would make him teammates with joe. one large band. if joel joins the garages i will be making him play the drums, of course. also i'll need to decide which garages song(s) i think he wrote.

dallas steaks: would make him teammates with beef. i don't know if i trust joel at a grill enough for this but i also don't know if i don't trust him.

san fransisco lovers: would make him teammates with ren (team captain), skizz, and wels. wow you've found one of the hermit hot spots. anyways this would put him in a medieval-themed, team-wide polycule.

core mechanics: would make him teammates with doc and keralis. i do think this would be an extremely funny trio. these guys live in the core of the world and build cool robots and things.

hellmouth sunbeams: would make him teammates with impulse. the moab desert fell into a hellmouth in season 1, so all the beams are Weird now. joel joining the beams would also make him Weird.

houston spies: would make him teammates with pearl. netty and jimmy were also spies before they died but idk if that'll be relevant to joel idk when i'm inserting him into these teams. anyways top secret escapades on the spies. also they have a secret base on the moon.

miami dale: would make him teammates with scar. the dale are the party time capital of the world and were the last team to ever make the playoffs, qualifying for the first time in SEASON FIFTEEN OF TWENTY FOUR. they never won an internet series but that's less of an accomplishment.

la unlimited tacos: would make him teammates with grian. the tacos tried to do a strike against god one time (it didn't work out but i respect the commitment)

boston flowers: no hermit teammates here. this was my team when blaseball was running and it would make me happy to put a hermit on it but it doesn't feel right for joel unfortunately. i can be convinced, however.

ohio worms: would make him teammates with wormman (aka zedaph in a disguise) and be coached by tfc. the worms are worms. they're in the dirt. self explanatory.

hawai'i fridays: would make him teammates with bdubs. this is also esmp 1 joel's team in the empires au which isn't relevant but is a fun fact (esmp 2 joel is on the lovers). the fridays have a cool goddess and good vibes. except for that time they all died. don't worry they got better.

canada moist talkers: would make him teammates with etho. i don't know if joel could survive in the cold but maybe i'm wrong maybe he'd be fine. maybe he's withstand it just to stake his claim as #1 ethogirl.

charleston shoe thieves: would make him teammates with cub and jevin. would also (maybe) make him get cursed by god but don't worry about that part, worry about the thieves guild he's joining.

baltimore crabs: would make him teammates with helsknight only. also inherently hilarious. this is the divorcee zone also there's a long dead crab goddess in the chesapeake and if you join the crabs parts of your body will slowly turn into crab. we have fun in baltimore.

#mcyt blaseball au #please give me your important insight on this matter thank you #smallishbeans #yeah im maintagging this #joel girls give me your inisght

[justifiedmadness]

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[vigilantdesert]

biological + motherhood, for the mom asks !!

Mothers

biological ’ — for my muse to explain and describe who their biological mother is, and what genetic features or traits they inherited from her.

"My vavhi, Chieftain Romah, was a noble woman. I'm honored to be her daughter," she began, thumping her right hand to her left shoulder as a sign of respect. "Of course, I inherited our family's power from her. Beyond that, we Gerudo tend to be fairly close copies of our mothers. It's easier to note what's different between the two of us."

She chuckled, imagining her mother's dour face for a moment -

"At least physically. She had flecks of yellow in her eyes, something I was not lucky enough to be born with, and I'm about a head taller than she ever got. She also kept her hair cropped, but we really do have the same texture. I relax it regularly, which was not something she desired, or patient enough to do on a regular basis. She also went pink much earlier than myself."

Or, perhaps, she was also unwilling to dye her hair as often as her daughter did.

‘ motherhood ’ — for my muse to elaborate on motherhood in general, and what they believe motherhood should entail.

"That is the question, isn't it?" She mused idly, in the same drawl she used when trying to avoid questions. "There are so many ways to become a mother, and giving birth, I don't-" She began before realizing it would lead in endless circles. She sighed, bringing a hand to her eyes before she tried again.

"In old Gerudo, there are three words for 'orphan.' 'Jand,' which refers to anybody whose mother has passed away, 'fare,' which refers to a child who lost their mother before they were weaned, and who survive by the grace of the skies alone, and 'otan,' which means a child who has lost all of their caregivers - their mothers, godmothers, and any blood or familial relatives they may have. We are lucky enough to live in a time when such a distinction is unnecessary, and only 'jand' is still used commonly, and I'm grateful for that. However, I think much of the emphasis on giving birth to your own daughter could be alleviated if we allowed each form of orphan-hood to inform how we view motherhood."

#answered asks #headcanons #death mention tw #in which urbosa avoids questions slkdfjsdf #anyway in short: urbosa puts much more emphasis on who raises you but also doesn't really think everyone should be required to be #a mother which is a bit out of line with cultural influence #sentinaels

[rawgreys]

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Banks is Professor of Rhetoric, Writing, and Professional Communication at East Carolina University. Dr. Akhnoukh has more than 45 peer-reviewed articles and proceedings published in the area of construction materials and ultra-high-performance concrete.Įnglish Studies Online: Programs, Practices, Possibilities Dr. Akhnoukh academic career includes 9 years of service as a tenured professor at the University of Arkansas at Little Rock, and 4+ years of service as associate professor at East Carolina University Construction Management Department. Amin has a total of 9 years of industry experience in design, co-ordination, and construction supervision of mega-size projects in Egypt, Dubai, Africa, Middle East and the United States. in Construction Engineering from the University of Nebraska – Lincoln. in Civil Engineering from Kansas State University, Manhattan, KS, and Ph.D. in Civil Engineering from Cairo University, Cairo, Egypt, M.S. His peer-reviewed publications have been in the areas of risk analysis and management, construction contracts, construction project management, IT in construction, quality management and quality assurance systems.ĭesign and Construction of Smart Cities: Toward Sustainable Communityĭr. He has conducted extensive research and consulting in the areas of construction delays, schedule analysis, and construction safety –a most vital area within construction because of its severe impact on human life, direct and indirect costs and construction productivity. He is within the ECU Construction Management Program and teaches construction scheduling, quality and risk management, project controls, construction safety, construction procurement, and construction education and information technology. Ahmed has worked with contractors, owners, and consulting engineers for approximately 10 years. This year’s Author Book Awards celebrates and recognizes the accomplishments of Division of Academic Affairs faculty who have contributed to the scholarship of higher education by authoring, co-authoring or editing scholarly monographs published between Jand J11th Annual Division of Academic Affairs Faculty Author Recognition AwardsĬollaboration & Integration in Construction, Engineering, Management, and Technologyĭr.

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[mainsegg]

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[accessjust]

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[biqinsu]

i am very surprised that there isn't more su she / jin guangyao content

#idk if i'd actially like. actively consume it if it were there #but their dynamic- the flashes of it thay we saw- is so INTERESTINF!!! #the beginning of their relationsjip is bc jiggy actually REMEMBERS who su she is #and that he's a sect leader #and su she basicallt goes 'well i cant not attach myself to his side as an ally' #and at first jiggy looks like. midly uncomfy with it using that 'haha of course' customer service smile #but then their level of teamwork in cql?? #'MINSHAN' IN GUANYIN TEMPLE???? the way jiggy genuinely cared for him????? #HOW did thay come about i Need To Know #they dont even have to be romantic!! i'd love for them to be just bros! someone who knows you for who you Trily are #and are still unwaveringly loyal towards you. they know what youve done and they stay of their own accord #bc they love you. #skdjdjsjd i resent them both but om the other jand i now habe Thoights™ #and yall are gonna hear them tomorrow #su she #jin guangyao #jgy #riko.txt

[natsglorifiedsimp]

Home before bedtime

A/n: Another mama nat to cure my mommy issues. This fic showed more of Wanda babysitting.

Summary: What happens when you woke up without your mom.

When you wake up, you're usually not grumpy. Being nurtured by Natasha Romanoff as a two-year-old instilled in you the correct manners to never cry and to ask for things politely. You're patient, and you'll never be the kid who sobs in public. In short, you're a well-behaved kid.

Today, however, is not one of those days. You were upset when you awoke. You couldn't tell if it was your dream or the fact that you weren't woken up by your mother. Nonetheless, you were in need of comfort.

Wanda approached you with the gentlest of movements. It was a gentle shaking of your shoulder, making sure she didn't startle you, but when you opened your eyes, you frowned, much to her dismay.

You were looking for Natasha, and this was not the redheaded woman that used to wake you up in the morning. This didn't go well with the way you were feeling earlier in the day.

Wanda panicked at the sight and scooped you up right away. Your lips quiver and pouted, and tears welled up in your eyes. She bounced you up and down on her hip to help you relax, but you squirmed in her grip and wailed even more.

"What's wrong, Y/n?" she inquired, alarmed. You're not one to cry, especially around your mother's friends, and Wanda thought she'd done something wrong when she saw you crying like this.

You whined, "I want mama."

"Well, mama's not here today, y/n," she cooed, but you cried in her arms, tears flowing down the younger redhead's shoulders.

You whined again, "I want mama."

"I know, honey," she soothed you, "she'll be back soon, I promise," but that didn't stop you from sobbing in her arms. Wanda promptly served you food in the hopes of calming your cranky mood.

Despite the breakfast Wanda made you, tears were still present in your eyes. When a cheerful girl like you cried, the tears didn't stop. And, of course, Wanda noticed. You finished your meal with no fuss, but when the dishes were put away, you remembered that Natasha wasn't with you.

You moaned again, on the edge of crying, "Mama."

"Yes, baby, I know," she said again, assuring you that she'd be home before night, but this was a poor choice of words because you despised having to wait until bedtime just to see your mother.

Wanda had to take you up once more because you were screaming at the top of your lungs. She despised your distress and was at a loss for what to do.

Wanda said, "How about we play?"

"NO! Mama!" you exclaim angrily.

"A bath then?" she inquired sheepishly of the two-year-old.

"I want mama" hiccups were now interspersed throughout your sobbing, and tears were streaming down your cheeks uncontrollably. You didn't care if your snot was all over your face. Wanda was never something you despised; in fact, you adored her, but your mother was exactly what you needed right now.

Despite your protests that you didn't want a bath, Wanda insisted on taking you there, and seeing the bathroom made you squirm out of her hold. Wanda felt compelled to bathe you in the hopes of calming you down and cleaning up your current state.

"OK, Y/N, settle down," she said, struggling to keep you still due to your obnoxious motions. Wanda firmly said, "Y/N! Calm down!" She forced you to pause and gaze into Wanda's eyes.

Wanda laughed at the fact that you had the same glare as your mother. "OK, I apologize for shouting, but y/n, you need to calm down. How about we call Mama?" she said.

Wanda took advantage of your gleaming at what she said by putting you in the bath tub. Wanda flipped through her phone, looking for Natasha's number. She pressed the call button and slid the phone between her shoulders and ears.

"Hey Nat," she said.

"Yeah, yeah, everything's OK, although Y/n awoke a little grouchy." She stared at you and melted at the way you made grabby jands for the phone.

"She wants to talk to you," Wanda said as she handed you the phone.

You whimpered, "Mama." Your grin had turned into a frown.

"Hey honey," Natasha continued, "I'm sorry I wasn't the one who woke you up."

"I want you to come home," you stated. Natasha smiled through the phone as she imagined your small pout.

"I'll be home before bedtime, sweetie," says Natasha.

You frowned and your lips quivered as a result. You sobbed as you delivered the phone to Wanda.

Wanda grumbled, "What did you do? I just soothed her down."

"I just said, 'I'll be home before bedtime,'" 

Wanda rolled her eyes and hung up the phone, saying, "Oh great."

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Wanda tried her hardest to distract you from the fact that Natasha wasn't home for the first half of the day, but you were smart and kept wailing. So Wanda has no alternative but to phone Nat and ask whether she can complete the mission quickly enough for you to wake up for your daily nap.

Your eyes were swollen and bloodshot. Your lashes are damp from crying, and your face is covered with tear tracks. When you were upset, you sucked your thumb out of habit. Wanda has a way of lulling you to sleep with rainbows and sunshine in your dreams.

Natasha made it home around 3 o'clock in the afternoon. 

"Thank God you are home," Wanda exclaimed, hugging the widow.

"Where is she?" Natasha asked.

"She's still sleeping," Wanda stated.

"Oh okay, thank you for your help, Wands. I'll take it from here. " Natasha said. "And I'm sorry for giving you a hard time."

"Oh, it's fine, Nat, as long as you don't let me babysit when she's cranky," Wanda joked as she walked out the door.

Natasha smiled at the younger redheads' antics and immediately made her way to your room. When she saw your state she tiptoed to your room and woke you up.

"Y/n, wake up," Natasha cooed.

You whined and buried your face in the pillow. 

"Honey," she said, brushing your hair out of your face. Half asleep, you remembered Natasha wasn't home yet, so another wave of tears welled in your eyes. Immediately, Nat caught up with you and scooped you into her arms.

"Baby, it's me. I'm home," she assured you, soothing your back. When you smelled her familiar scent, you shot up and looked at your mother properly.

You gasped and hugged the redhead tightly. "Your home?" you asked, muffled by the hug.

"Yes, I'm home," she assured you. "What happened, huh? Why did you wake up sad? " Natasha asked. Natasha knew you didn't wake up upset despite who woke you up, so seeing how distressed you were made her curious.

"You are not home, and I woke up thinking you were gone forever," you mumbled. Natasha melted at your revelation. "I'm home, babes, and I'm not going to leave you."

"Kiss?" you asked sheepishly.

Natasha grinned and kissed you. When you thought it was just that Natasha kissed you all over your face and gave your tummy a big blow, you burst out laughing.

"Mama, stop," you whined. 

Natasha immediately stopped and grinned at the sight of you.

"Now let's go play hide and seek."

You clung to Natasha the entire day, scared that she might vanish at any moment, and Nat, although having you everywhere, didn't complain and enjoyed how clinging you were despite you waiting for her to exit the bathroom.

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[tobesobri]

Hmmm request. Harry and y/n are watching a movie and there’s a long steamy sex scene. She’s sitting on his lap and he lets his hands wander. But doesn’t like say anything just watches the sex scene and starts touching her

oof okay this made me feel a way™️ so,,, 😬🥵 thanks for allowing me to indulge in some jand content

It was an indie movie, buried deep within Netflix because they’d already exhausted everything else. And it wasn’t a very good movie either. The acting was questionable. The plot seemed non-existent. Things happened that were never explained.

But, it led to some decent laughs, so they kept watching it.

The sexual nature of the movie helped too; that plenty of secret touching and innuendos had occurred which also led to the pressing together of thighs and odd shifting of weight on the couch they shared.

It wasn’t the first time they’d watched something like that together, but it was the first time they were stuck at home with each other for the past several months and had done nothing but indulged in each other at every waking second.

They sat sideways on the couch, Harry’s back pressed against the cushioned armrest and Y/N situated between his legs, laying across his chest. And it was most certainly not a stick he had poking into her backside. It made her smile more though, the longer he sat in complete silence and got hard knowing she knew everything about it. So, when the inevitable sex scene began to run its course on screen, the restlessness and the tension between them hit a head.

She felt him suck in a breath of air at the first steamy kiss on screen and within a matter of seconds afterwards, he slipped his arm around her waist, his right hand wandering onto her thigh with a mind of its own. Her eyes fled to his touch immediately, watching while his fingers slowly traveled across her bare skin. Both of them thankful for her habit of wearing oversized shirts around the house with no pants on underneath.

She was the one holding her breath when his hand finally met its destination. Seeing him there sent a buzzing through her entire system. He didn’t wear his rings, any rings around the house. His hands were completely bare. His knuckles prominent; his long fingers a reminder of what they knew how to do. What they had done in the past plenty of times before and now didn’t seem to be any different.

And if she were to turn around and see the expression on his face, his flared nostrils and furrowed brows, he wouldn’t have had to whisper what he did in her ear upon feeling her soaked panties under his callused fingertips.

Without looking away from the screen, he brought his lips closer to her ear. “See you are as wet as I thought you’d be.”

Her entire body inflamed with goosebumps as he began rubbing his fingers in circles over her panties. It was slow, teasing, and absentminded as they both continued to watch the movie. As she spread her legs out and his other arm curled around her waist to hold her in place, and they pretended nothing was even happening. That they were just sitting there, watching a drawn out sex scene in some random Netflix movie together. The characters on screen smack dab in the middle of foreplay themselves. Nothing out of the ordinary.

Although when he slipped his hand underneath the thin cotton fabric, and she gasped when he seamlessly continued what he was doing, he caused a bit of turbulence and she struggled to keep her eyes focused. He, on the other hand, didn’t remove his attention from the screen for one second. Even if her reactions to him sent a permanent smirk onto his lips.

It was fine for a while. She had her body mostly under control. She watched the TV and got more and more aroused the longer his fingers took care of what the movie was causing inside of her. It was casual. Him touching her while they watched the two people fall into a montage of rough sex. Casual.

That was… until Harry went a bit faster.

Then she began struggling to keep her cool, everyone of his muscles strained to keep her down as her body fought against it, and his voice returned at her ear, quietly and with the restraint she was clearly lacking.

“You alright there, love?”

She wanted to smack him. Of course she wasn’t fucking alright. His fingers were having a field day with her and there was still raunchy sex taking place on the TV.

Her exasperated laugh turned into moaning when he sunk his fingers into her and then spread her wetness over her clit, making what he was doing feel a million times better. He had three fingers on her, his middle one doing the most damage. He switched around though, sometimes using two and sometimes just his index finger, depending on which speed at which he wanted to unravel her. Not that he really ever did, however. Not completely.

Again, though, while she writhed against him, he just watched the movie. Slowing down when she was close, giving her a break while his smirk filled out his lips a bit more, before he went back to it. He was taunting her and she hated him, but also it felt so fucking good she didn’t want him to stop anyway.

Her hand clasped onto his left arm that was still very much firm against her waist and she dug her fingernails in, her backside lifting ever so slightly away from him when he brought her to the very edge again, only to be disappointed when he didn’t give her that release.

Then his touch was slow, almost barely even there as the sex scene came to a close, almost like he wanted her to watch it. Watch the characters on screen get what he refused to give to her. Watch as they came for each other and she had yet to come once the entire time since he’d snuck his devious, beautiful hand underneath her panties.

He felt every one of her breaths, too, as she panted. He felt her body vibrate against him when she whined for more. And then finally, he felt as she shifted until she was able to twist her head around and look up at him.

He glanced at her without moving anything but his eyes and the corners of his mouth. And, of course, his hand between her legs as it held her orgasm hostage like a carrot on a stick.

He lifted a curious brow at her pouted lips. “Need something?” He teased again.

She fluttered back to her previous position with a huff, coming down onto his chest hard that knocked the wind out of him. “You’re an asshole.”

“You missed most of the sex scene,” He said, deflecting. “Maybe we should rewind it.” He removed his left arm from her for the first time in the past five minutes and used his freed hand to swipe her hair over her shoulder and kiss her neck there, humming softly against her skin.

She followed his lips, lifting up until she was twisted again and able to kiss him. It took him by surprise, as his fingers froze on her and his eyebrows hit the ceiling. He expected her name-calling at his lack of mercy, but not this.

She pulled apart after a moment, however, and he realized why she was doing it and the evil look on his face returned.

“Harry, if you don’t let me come, I won’t let you for the rest of the time we’re stuck in this house together.

“Sounds like a challenge.”

She rolled her eyes, flopped back against him and grabbed hold of his right hand, attempting to pull it away so she could get up, but he refused quickly once he realized what she was doing.

And just as quickly, he fell back into his motions, giving into her. She whined again as she melted into his body once more, just like before. When she bucked her hips into his hand, he slid his left one back into place and held her down. She lifted one of her arms above her head, wrapping her hand around his neck where she pulled on his hair and whispered about how much she hated him.

“I love you too.” He mumbled with his lips against the top of her head, both of them watching his hand while she pulled the hem of her shirt out of the way for good. It was a better sight than any sex scene on TV anyways. His fingers slick as they rubbed against her glistening core. She was so pretty and warm and so fucking wet. He thought about fucking her until the sun went down. Thought about making her come in every which way he knew how to until she couldn’t handle it anymore.

And the way her body moved against his, her ass pressed onto his cock while she squirmed, it didn’t take much more than that to have him coming right alongside her, stifling his moans the best he could. He was a tad bit ashamed, but then again, she did weird things to him and the mess he’d made on himself and the one his fingers made on her just got him excited all over again thinking about hopping into the shower together.

When she came, her legs had pressed together and the hand that wasn’t tearing his hair out was around his wrist once it got to the point of overstimulation for her. But even when she fell against him in a sigh, he still remained in place.

And then he cleared his throat, “I, uh…” he stammered, breathlessly, “think we need to take a shower.”

She giggled, “Thought I felt something back there.”

Grumbling, he pulled his hand from her finally, wiping his fingers off onto her thigh before gently coercing her off of him to inspect the damage. And his boxer-briefs had done very little to keep everything in. Her shirt was stained. His underwear was stained. It really was a mess and his cheeks grew hot.

She laughed again. “That’s what you get for being a dick.”

#wow look at me doing some pwp jnvfn #anyways #im apparently always down to discuss jands #njdfvjnf #req #Anonymous

[wasabi-mommy]

Hi can I please ask for Itachi sfw nsfw? Thank you so much ❤️

Of course! What a soft lover he is. So I can't see any positive ending with if you were part of the clan, so let's make this when he's in the Akatsuki.

SFW

Itachi moves around a lot due to his being with the Akatuski, he had spotted you on a age he was scoping out for the criminal organization.

Your eyes met from across the street

Something inside him, swayed. So much so he brought his jand to his chest in almost disbelief(?)

Kisame nudged him and asked if he was okay. All Itachi could do was contemplate you and only you.

The strong urge to introduce himself Eventually overwhelmed him and he left Kisame at their camp site to "have a look around"

Specifically for you.

He found you at a bakery and softly offered to pay for your pastry

Eventually you fell for his almost sensual smooth and cunning personality.

Kisame found out about it and taunted Itachi for weeks. Itachi didn't care, he found a deep fondness.

On missions were he was in close call situations, he found himself thinking of you. Of the future and one day having a chance to be at peace with you by his side. He forgot about his duties, even about Sasuke and regretted not meeting you sooner.

When he made it out alive, he took time to find out what to say. It took days.

You saw him not so long after. You ended up with him in you apartment.

"Y/n, I find myself thinking of you and a life.. with you"

You were taken aback, and he gently cupped the side of your face and kissed you.

He agreed to try to stop by, he does. Ot want you traveling with the Akatuski.

He cherishes you.

Picnics and sunsets wine are perfect dates for the two of you.

He listens!! He loves you and listens to everything you tell him, he finds it amusing to catch up with your personal life.

PDA isn't really overwhelming he will hold your hand. Or embrace you in the corner of the market square- he does kiss you after he's been away.

Itachi is reluctant about telling you about his past and the Uchiha massacre...he is afraid you will see him as a monster. Not only that..he knows about his disease as well.

You accept him..after hours of him explaining, retelling what you said was a icing nightmare"

He trusts you with his life

Leavea you smalls gifts with little notes, or references to inside jokes made between the two of you.

He is an amazing cook. He loves to cook new things for you from scratch, you are always so thankful and impression by what ever he whips up.

If anyone tries to harm you or target you Itachi will be sure to protect you at any cost.

"I love you y/n"

Que the kissing. After hell look into your eyes with his Sharingan activated. He wants to remember you reactions.

Before he leaves to fight Sasuke (depending on if he told you.. )he would treat you like a queen and almost cling to you.

NSFW

Since he cherishes you so much, I sense he has a Few unspoken kinks, I mean this guy underneath is passionate.

First is body worship, since you've caught this man's heart, his eyes don't stray, leaving him thirsty for you body when he's around you.

Sex is meaningful, he fucks you because he loves you.

He will prop you rear end and spread you legs wide leaving your wetness and tight hole exposed.

Thats when he fucks your deep while switching holes if you let him..

And second is the infamous Uchiha breeding kink.

He wants to drill you and fill you with his hot warm cum, he won't say it to you but he thinks about un loaded over and over and over under your tightness is dripping his warm white seed.

Until then he will cum on your ass, sometimes or ask you to deep throat his cock.

8.5 hard

Lean cock thick girth and WAYS SHAVEN. (Its an anbu thing)

During sex you can hear him call you "love or princess"

The last time the two of you will see eachother, he shyly ask if he could cum inside you, maybe he can leave you with a little piece of himself (Uchiha breeding kink)

Totally has Sharingan activated during your intimate moments.

10/10

Lol I accidentally posted this last night, so I just edited it!

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[zwowow]

em being starstruck the first time he mets kells in person

Em doesn’t know what the feeling is at first. 

He feels sort of dumb, kind of awed, all the way unsure of what to do about it. 

Machine Gun Kelly is slinking through the packed crowd in the club when Em first notices him. With his pink hoodie and those tight ass jeans he has on, Em can't stop noticing him until he’s led into a VIP section away from the one Em is in. He should stay away to keep from reigniting shit, but he has to see him.

Before he can decide it's a bad idea to chase him down, Em makes his way over to the area he saw Kelly go into. It's surprisingly easy to get in, the bouncers act like they don't know about the beef, or they've forgotten, or they just do give a fuck. Em barely needs to ask to be let in, and the red velvet rope separating him from Kelly is lifted easily.

He's only walked a few steps into the VIP section when he spots him. Kelly sits at a table already packed full with bottles, in a booth just as packed with his entire fucking entourage. The group is rowdy and having fun in that drunk, stupid way Em is only a few more years of sobriety away from forgetting.

That changes quickly when one by one the group notices him standing there, watching them. Conversation flickers out like candles in a wind storm. All at once.

Em doesn't know what the say. He hadn't been planning to see Machine Gun Kelly tonight, or ever. But faced with him, and his pretty, stupid face, Em can't think of a single thing to say that isn't bullshit of some sort. The bass of the music the club plays vibrates through the room, the only thing that keeping them from a true silence.

“I like you’re new stuff.” He offers as an olive branch to Kelly where he sits in the middle of the table. The compliment is the only sincere thing he can come up with. 

Kelly takes it with a smirk, “Thanks.” 

“I just came over here to let you know that we’re good now, man. No more bad blood.” Truthfully, there hasn’t been bad blood on Em’s side for at least a year. Only hot blood, coursing through his veins at a mile a minute every time he hears about Machine Gun Kelly or sees a picture of his face. 

“I’ve been over it, but aight.” Kelly reaches a hand up to run through his bleached bangs, and Em is reminded of exactly why they beefed in the first place. The kid is a cocky piece of shit.

The people at the table tut out small laughs. Em burns with shame. He doesn't know why he's here. He wanted to talk possibly, but there's no way the guy could untangle himself from everyone else in the booth to go somewhere else with him. Em doesn't know if he would even if he could.

Em clears his throat, "We good then, Kells?"

Kelly's mouth pulls tight and his brow wrinkles in confusion for just a moment before smoothing back into the easy smile and quirked brow, "I guess."

He holds one hand out over the table and the bottles. When Em takes it to shake it, he tries desperately not to think about how good Kelly's cool hand feels against his warm, sweaty one. The handshake lasts for a beat too long whole they look at each other. Kelly tries to figure out if this is some sort of trick. Em tries to figure out how to tell butterflies in your stomach from bubble guts because he feels flighty in his tummy. They pull away because if you don't break a handshake fast enough, you've just held jands, and they're about to become too slow.

Stepping away from the table, Em nods. He doesn't trust himself to say another word in front of this many people while his heart beats a storm of thuds into his chest, and turns from the group of people. It's awkward as fuck to do, probably even more awkward to watch.

Walking away, Em still doesn’t know what the feeling is. Sweaty palms and weak knees are just nerves over making up with someone. The butterflies in his stomach are gas or some shit. And the way his heart soared when Kelly let his hand linger in the handshake just a moment too long? ... Fuck. 

He was fucking star struck. By Machine Gun Kelly. And now he’s fucking screwed. 

#Anonymous #em is seeing stars #kells is wonderin wtf is goin on #thx 4 the prompt anon never wouldve occurred 2 me 2 make em the starstruck 1 #dont usally spend 2 much time proofreading #but i genuinely did not even spell check this shit so extra my bad if it is bad :/ :P

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[zuffer-weird-girl]

"You wanna know something? Overhaul?" Shigaraki spoke on a calm and dark tone... as if he hadn't just cutted his arm off and just literally spoke that he had taken everthing he had worked so hard for.

"Now that you don't have literally a thumb to suck on... I wondered if is a mercy act to let you live. But now I know that it wasn't just the yakusa you value. No no..." he snapped his finger and the raven haired villain along with the masked man brought the only person he didn't wanted to be involved on this mess.

"(Y/n)..!" He spoke your name in horror, your eyes were wide open and you were a mess... dirty even, but he could let that aside. Those dirty villains had their hands on his angel...

"After many researches... i discovered that for a long time now you gave yourself a headache to keep that pretty thing out of the danger line... and also how much you want to make them... not feel something harsh as a resume... But I wonder..." he crouched down and grabbed Chisaki by his scalp... without hands or arms he couldn't do nothing but to glare at him as the hives started to make an appearance on his pale skin.

"What would you be like if they simply..." in one instant blue fire errupted from the turquoise eyed man and the obly sounds he could hear were your screams of absolutely pain.

Half of your face and upper part of your torso were burned as you shouted, begged for help... and he couldn't do nothing. Absolutely nothing but watch.

He shouted profanities at Shigaraki, promising of killing him... before being snatched by the man's hand and forced to look back at red orbs.

"You really think you can do something?! Like THIS?!" He laughed out loud, his laughter echoing along with your cries "You first was abandoned in the streets like a dog, then dissapointed the person who cared enough to raise you! Now the "love of your life" is about to die!"

He widened his golden eyes in horror... how.. how did he know of those-?

"And you. Chisaki Kai." He growled with that sadistic and psycotic look on his face "Were and always will be useless. To the Hassaikai and to (Y/n)... take a look even." He harshly made his head turn to look at you in the ground extending one hand at him with tears on the good side of your face.

You tried to call his name but Compress had grabbed a metal bar from the van and pierced your body with it... Blood splashing on the ground.

His chest tightened, the air of his lungs were lost, he couldn't do nothing but-

~

He gasped, joilting awake from his bed... gripping the sheets with both his prosthetics he breathed in and out desperately to try to catch some of oxygen.

Sweat clinging to his forehead and whole body made him want to vomit... the smell was terrible. The events of his nightmare replaying on his head as he desperately looked at his side, only to be comforted at seing your angelic persona laying there... sleeping.

Safe. Unharmed.

He sighed, slowly lifting himself up to take a shower. Sleep seemed like a terrible idea, and he needed to get rid of the filth on his body... his hives were driving him crazy and he couldn't scratch them with his metal jand without getting harmed by it.

The hot and quick shower did something to calm his body... but not his nerves. He couldn't get back on the bed. He couldn't bare to face you... not after everthing he did.

He made his way to the small living room of the apartment he now lived... the most far away from the media and heroes you and him could manage it to go and afford... He surely had ruined your life.. to a life of luxury on the yakusa to some small apartment on this loud and dirty street where teenagers couldn't get the message that others wanted to sleep, not to listen their terrible songs.

Sitting on the couch with a tired sigh, he rested his prothetic arms on his knees and brought his interviewed metal hands to rest his forehead on it... You had gotten to him after practically begging to a friend of yours...

~

"I'm not helping a cruel and wanted villain to have arms (Y/n)!" A female vouce echoed on the apartment as he listened from the couch, bandages still on what was left on his arms as you tried to make a deal.

"Please Neruko!" You whimpered "I will pay you back as soon as I-"

"Is not about that! (Y/n) I owe you, and you are a good person!" She pointed angrily at him as he glared back at her "But this man deserved every single beating that green haired kid gave to him!"

"Neruko... you don't know him like I do. Please.." you sighed with furrowed eyebrows "just two prosthetic arms and hands. Is all I ask.."

She furrowed her eyebrows at you before scoffing and storming her way out, only stopping at the apartment door to spoke.

"Next week some mailman will deliver here... But I want nothing to do with this. And I never want to hear of you or your fucked boyfriend ever again."

He went to take a step towards to give her a piece of his mind, but you stopped him with that gentle hand on his shoulder and smile.

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It had been almost one or two months after that... it took him two weeks to adjyst to this new method of handling things... without his quirk.

His emotions were out of the control. Due to not knowing the force of those prothestic he accidentally broke a mug when he went to grab for some tea, he could only remember one eye twitch of his before seing red... destroying half of the small kitchen. You came back that day to see him cleaning furiously the whole apartment... and he refused to spare one single word about it.

That was until he noticed the mug he had broken was a present that Pops had gave it to you... his heart seemed to stop as you had recognized the cracks and almost teared up.

He apologized? No. He only could stare at you helping him clean and organize the kitchen again... he couldn't say a word about it. After all, since the incident he had been more quiet than he ever was.

His eyes burned at the memories filling his mind... the nightmares keeping him awake most of the nights, the memory of the last expression Pops gave to him before he put him on a coma, your face when you discovered what he had done and when you cound him on the street armless... losing everthing... in one single day. Due to some heroes, brats and one partership he would regret for the rest of his life.

... how didn't you leave him yet? Leave him like all of them did...?

His shoulders trembled as he cringed his teeth together, disgusted at his own wish to wanting to cry. He couldn't. He was in no place to cry.... yet the frustation, hurt and depression was just too much.

"Kai?" Your soft voice on the dark made him joilt his head up, it was dark until you had turned on the switch. Soft yet tired expression plastered on your face as you slowly aproached him.

"Something wrong?" You asked softly as you sitted at his side, muffling an yawn as he adverted his eyes away from you as he picked a handkerchief on the coffee table to quickly wipe his eyes... in case of hints of the salty frops of tears that could had formed.

"Go back to sleep. I'm fine." He said nonchantly... but soon tensed at feeling your arms wrapping around his shoulders.

"You always tell me I'm horrible at lying... guess is my turn to say it." You whispered and he almost, almost broke... but he remained stiff and concentrated his gaze on the coffee table.

"Just a bad dream. You can go back to bed, I don't think I will be able to-"

"You want to talk about it?" Your hands started to rub soothing curcles on his shoulders blades as he subsconciously leaned on you, resting his head on the crook of your neck.

"...no.. Everything but... that." He slapped himself mentally for sounding so weak as you hummed.

"You want me to do anything? I lost sleep, I will be here with you." He furrowed his eyebrows at that while you felt a wetness on the bare skin of your neck.

"Just this is fine..." he mumbled. You were worried of course, but it wasn't new for Chisaki to remain with a stoic expression even if rivers of tears were escaping his golden eyes... You could only assumed that to the feeling of his tears hitting your neck since he would never let you see his face on his most vulnerable moments... almost never.

"I owe you an apology..." he mumbled after some time and you got confused.

"If it is about the mug its been almlst three weeks Kai." You giggled in hopes to set the mood up... yeah, you failed.

"For everything." He mumbled, eyes finally blinking and letting the tears fall "I ruined not only the rest of Pops life... but I ruined yours as well. I wouldn't judge neither run after you if you decided to leave."

"Why would I leave..?" You asked almost hurt immediately. You felt him sigh before letting one sad chuckle out as he finally let himself get up and wrap his arms around you, chin rwsted now on your shoulders as he burried his face on your neck.

"You're too good for this sick world and for your own good..." he mumbled as you hugged him back worriedly, carresing his hair when you notice that he was trembling for a bit.

Despite him not deserving it... he had an angel by his side. And he would be dammed if he let that pretty thing on his arms to go now... after all, you were the only one holding his ground and preventing that he would completely break.

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