#and nonnie you're sexy for reading my about me !

[p-antomime]

kiki!!!! i was rereading your about me because i know you answer asks in different languages but didn’t remember which ones you spoke and omg????? you’re 19 and you speak so many????? my first language is english, i was lucky enough to start learning spanish in kindergarten, I also took up latin while in high school, and my latin teacher started helping me learn arabic too.💀 i’m taking prereqs rn but i’m going into cultural studies soon and i have to learn a language as a fulfillment of one of my credits, and i think i’m gonna do japanese. do you have any tips for picking up a language or the best way to study it?

(also, your major seems sooooooo cool. i’m a culture fanatic. i love to learn anything i can about others and your major seems like it would be so enjoyable!!!)

baby, you have such a good and huge idiomatic background, i'm surprised because most people I know, outside of my family, are not that interested in learning languages, with the obvious exception of people who take dual courses at my college, like English + Romanian, Portuguese + German, Spanish + Russian, etc. and it's very good to know that you're thinking about doing Japanese, I took a Japanese course a few years ago, but I'm not even close to being fluent or advanced so, to avoid the risk of writing something wrong in Hiragana or Katakana/Kanji, I prefer to just use my Japanese to try to see manga spoilers faster lol

but, anyway!

I think it's important to take into consideration the core language of the idiom you want to learn when you need tips, you know? the core language is basically how the language behaves when spoken and/or written because, for example, in Japanese we have 3 writing systems (which I mentioned above: Hiragana, Katakana, Kanji) and generally it is important and most recommended to start with the first one (Hiragana) if you have zero knowledge of Japanese or are a person who only knows some very basic words, like ありがとう (Thank you), こんにちは (Hello). also, for studying, it's important that you consume culture from the country/countries where the language comes from, so I recommend you try to find some podcasts (they may or may not be related to studying the language, they may just be about something that interests you too!) that help you get familiar with the tones and sounds of the words/sentences.

that being said, I think the best way to study Japanese, based on the classes I took a few years ago, is to do a basic study every week for at least 3 days (that was the number of classes a week I had). also, please don't forget to practice your writing! and also take into consideration the CORRECT directions when writing in Japanese because, yes, we have a whole system of directions when writing, especially in Kanji, however: for this part of writing there are several videos on YouTube that help a lot!

also try to consume books and/or movies/series that are subtitled in Japanese and soon after move on to works that have the option of Japanese dubbing, this helps a lot to get familiar with the language if you're obviously not in the country itself!

btw, there is this site that my teacher used some time ago to help us with the studies so i think it can help you too! <3

p.s.: i can also give you some tips taking phonetics in consideration, but i think that it's most important by now, by the start, to get to know the system(s) and picking up a good material for your studies 🥺

#(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) — kiki's answer ​ᵎ #and nonnie you're sexy for reading my about me ! #hope your studies go well <3

[mustainegf]

Hey love!!! I've been thinking really much about rust in peace era and Vault era Dave. Like imagine youre his best friend that has been teasing him all day with a short skirt and he just cant take it anymore so he fucks you so hard you can't feel your tummy. Also i love his hands so much they're so big and veiny hdbcismdhskdisndysjsbdu. I hope you understand me. (Oral f receiving, fingering, rearanging guts...)

I screamed when I read this, I love you so much nonnie, pls dm me I wanna be ur friend 🙏🏼🙏🏼

As the day waned, the lights dimmed, and I couldn't shake the feeling of Dave's eyes tracing every contour of my figure.

The short skirt I'd chosen that morning seemed to have a magnetic effect on him, drawing his attention with every subtle sway of my hips.

With each deliberate bend to retrieve something or reach for a pen, I could practically feel his gaze burning into my skin. And whenever I brushed against him, I couldn't suppress the thrill that shot through me, or ignore the distinct bulge in his pants.

Dave and the guys had just finished up their set, and I was waiting for Dave backstage. I was excited to see him so worked up again. A large part of me liked to tease him, make him think dirty thoughts.

Maybe it was wrong, doing such a thing to my best friend, but how could I help it? Ever since they've been doing shows for their new album "Rust In Peace" I haven't been able to keep my eyes off him, or tame the flutter in my crotch.

Suddenly, my eyes snapped over, watching as Dave trudged down the hall. He looked so sexy, the shiny thin necklace, jeans, bullet belt, and the crisp white button up that was undone all the way to his stomach. His fiery long hair flowed behind him, a hunger in his eyes I'd never seen before.

"You." He points at me as he arrives at my side.

"You're coming with me. Now." He demanded, grabbing my arm as he whisked us away into an empty dressing room.

I glance down at his large hand gripping at me, tugging me into the room and shutting the door.

His veins flared and his eyes were sharp. I'd never seen him so needy.

"What are you doing?" I whisper as Dave locks the door. "I'm gonna ruin you." He grunts, his fingers clenching my arm even harder. "That's what I'm doing."

He growls, pushing me to the wall, kissing me with a fervor that surprised me. It wasn't playful, not sweet. It was hungry, desperate, passionate. It was everything I never knew I needed.

"Just love my attention huh? Prancing around in this skimpy little thing all day?" He tugs slightly at my small skirt.

"Dave." I moan softly, a name I'd moaned many times before, not to him, but to myself in the dark of the night, when my fingers were buried between my thighs. Dave was quick to tear off my tank top along with my bra.

"God..." he groans, sucking dark marks onto my breasts, my hand tangling in his long fluffy hair.

"Do you have any idea how long I've held back on you? How many times I've wanted to fuck this gorgeous body of yours?" He muttered into my ear, his skilled hands reaching below my skirt and tugging my delicate panties to the side.

"If you don't stop talking, I'm going to come right here and now," I threaten. "Good." He smirks, nipping at my shoulder as he slides two fingers deep inside me.

"Fuck." I gasp, bucking my hips against him, seeking more. He pumps my pussy, his thumb circling my swollen clit. My head falls back against the wall as he finger fucks me relentlessly.

"Tell me..." he grunted, his eyes like daggers on mine. "How often do you touch yourself to me," he grins evilly, curling his fingers inside me.

"I- I don't..." I whimper. I wasn't too sure why I had lied, I was obviously enjoying this. "Lie to me again and I won't let you finish."

He growled, looking at me with a murderous expression. "Every night." I manage to spit out through my teeth.

"Such a slut, my slut," he kisses my jaw, his fingers pumping faster. "Are you ever gonna wear a skirt like this again? Have you learned your lesson yet?"

He grits out, those words laced with filth. "I learned my lesson-oh, Dave.. please, I'll only wear it for you, Dave..." I babble, my voice breathless.

"Good girl, fuck- I gotta taste you..." Dave dropped to his knees, holding my skirt up. "Legs apart." He instructed.

With a gulp, I Leaned further back against the wall, nudging my legs apart. I could feel his quick hot breath on my slick, and it only turned me on more.

Without warning, he latched onto my clit, sucking and nibbling on it, driving me insane. I dug my nails into his scalp, my legs trembling around his head. I didn't know if I could take it anymore.

"Please... right there," I pleaded, and he did the unthinkable, he pushed his tongue inside of me.

After being friends for so long, and now he was fucking me with his tongue. I screamed out, my head flinching back.

"Let me hear those pretty sounds," he muttered into my pussy, his tongue still darting at my insides.

"Oh God," I cry out, my body tightening. Dave took this well because he started eating me like he was starving. "Mmmmm." I moan, my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

"Dave! Ohhhh!" I scream out in pleasure, my walls contracting around his tongue. I couldn't stop myself from cumming, feeling that sweet realest implode inside my core. He drank me in, swallowing every drop until the last little pulse.

"Fuck, you taste even better than I thought," he grinned, giving a few kisses to my thighs before standing back up.

His lips found mine, and I could taste myself on his tongue. While our lips fought, I reached down to palm him in his jeans. I brushed against his bulge, his pants incredibly strained.

"Are you on the pill?" Dave asked under his breath, his gaze serious as he watched me.

I shook my head no, I didn't sleep with many men, embarrassingly. "That's okay, I'll get you some after okay? I need to cum in you so bad," he groaned. I helped him tear off the bullet belt, and he quickly stepped out of his jeans and boxers. Holy shit. He was big. Bigger than I thought he would be. He noticed my staring. "It's all for you," Dave uttered, gripping my thighs with his large hands and lifting me up to sit flush against the wall, my legs wrapped around his hips.

His cock touched my entrance and I shuddered.

"So sensitive." I bit my lip, nodding at him, the tip of his cock touching my clit.

"Fuck, need to be in you..." Dave groaned, resting his head on my shoulder as he thrusted up into me, filling me in one swift movement.

"Yessss!" I yelled out. "Oooh, god yes," I cried out, digging my nails in his shoulders. He felt amazing inside me, thick, full, and he hit all the right places.

He pumped me slow, kissing and nipping at my lips, cheeks, and chin. I ran my hands up his back, loving the rippling muscles beneath my fingertips.

Dave slammed into me so fast I nearly lost my breath.

"You're so wet," he croaked, kissing my throat. "Yeah, you drive me crazy, always thinking about you," I rasp, a small chuckle following.

"You're mine," Dave said lowly, fucking his throbbing cock into me.

It sounded so dirty but in the best way possible.

"Yours," I whispered, tilting my head back. "Come on baby, give me what I want." He coaxed, moving faster.

Fuck, it felt like he was bruising my insides, and rearranging them while he was at it. "Dave! Oh, Dave..." I whined out to him.

"That's it, take it, take it like the good girl you are," Dave grunted, ramming his hips back and forth.

"Fuck yes, yeah, just like that, just like that," he chanted as he picked up the pace. He pounded me mercilessly, he didn't hold back, and Iloved it.

"Dave- oh.. right there..." I panted for air, his cock continuously knocking it out of me.

"Yeah baby, right there." Dave whispered, kissing the shell of my ear. He kept a nice rhythm, always hitting the right spots. "So close... so close," I panted out. "Yeah, just like that."

He grunted, fucking me senseless against the wall.

"Yeah, so good for me, baby," he gasped out, my nipples grazing his chest. I could hear his heavy breathing.

I strained my neck, flinching wildly as I felt my orgasm creep up. "DAVE!" I yelped, far louder than I should’ve.

My inner walls quivered around him, clamping down on his cock.

"Holy shit," he cursed, shaking his head, almost as if he was in disbelief. He continued to thrust in and out of me, causing me to shudder even more.

When he came, he didn't try to hold it back.

"Ohhh God, oh God!" he bellowed, his cum splashing into me. I could feel him pulsing inside me.

We both stayed like that for a moment, savoring each other. We both stopped moving, resting against each other as we tried to breathe at a regular pace.

Dave rested his head over my shoulder, a long exhale leaving his lips. "I love you," he said under his ragged breath.

I smiled, running my fingers through his hair, "I love you too." I sighed, not wanting to leave this moment. I knew it couldn't last forever, but I wasn't ready to face reality yet.

Dave pressed his forehead to mine, his hazel eyes boring into me. He kept his gaze locked on mine as he carefully slipped out and set me down back on the floor. "Can you walk?" He asked with a nervous chuckle. His dominant veil had been lifted to show the man who I'd known forever.

"I think so," I giggled, stretching my aching legs.

"Come back to my place, then I can fuck you properly, yeah?" Dave grinned.

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[itwasthereaminuteago]

Hi! I love your writing so much, you've written my fav smut of all time (I've re-read 'In dreams' sooo many times) So I've thought of this little scene and thought maybe this will inspire you to write something...

(I'm not a writer and I'm horrible with words so this probably is shit, but yeah...)

'"I love you so so much, you have no idea" Frank says while kissing your neck "Show me" you respond' and then smut (but in a loving way?)

Thank you ❣️

Hi Dear Nonny, I already thanked you for this message a while back, it absolutely made my day when i was feeling shitty and I want to say thank you again, and also apologise for this taking so long!

Frank Castle x Female Reader

Tags/Warnings: some fluffy sexy love, lots of praise, unprotected sex, Frank being so damn fine.

If you enojy my writing please share/reblog!

|| Show & Tell ||

When Frank first realised how he felt about you it hadn't come to him in some grand spectacle of a moment, not even at a time when your lives had been threatened (which had been par for the course living in Hell's Kitchen). It simply happened on a chilly spring morning when he saw you sitting on the couch engrossed in reading a book. You had a blanket pulled up around you, one of the cups of coffee you'd made for the two of you cradled in your hand as your eyes scanned over the pages.

Your presence had made his apartment a home, something that had happened so gradually and naturally that he hadn't really noticed the change at all, and he figured that was because it all just felt right. Things were the way they were meant to be.

He watched your lips quirk up at whatever it was you were reading, some escapist fantasy novel probably. You loved that shit. 

You shifted your position and as you did, caught the way Frank was just standing there looking at you. “What's up big guy?” You ask.

“Just thinkin'.” He replies, sitting down next to you. 

You close your book and set down your cup on the table in front of you, turning to face him.

“Oh?” you say, waiting to hear him with interest.

Frank knew he wasn't going to wrap up this in anything fancy, that just wasn't his style. He was just gonna go ahead and say it.

His warm brown eyes trace over your features as he lifts his hand to the side of your face to stroke your skin, his gaze finally resting when he meets yours.

“I love you.”

Your smile almost splits your face. It's so big and beaming and he instantly mirrors it.

“I love you too, Frank.” you respond, leaning forward to tilt your head up and kiss him softly. He chases your mouth, brushing his own lips up against yours, gently encouraging you to open slightly as he kisses you again and you gladly let him. He tastes the coffee on your tongue when he meets it with his, and when you break apart his hand is still cradling your jaw, his fingertips light on your neck and you already see the deep fire set in his expression as he looks at you.

“You don't get it baby,” he's telling you, your body coming alight with the warmth of his attention. “I love you, so, so much.” 

You hum, closing your eyes as he closes the distance between you again, teasing a light lick against your tongue before his mouth roams over the skin of your jaw, his lips kissing and caressing the side of your neck below your ear as he whispers low, sending anticipatory little shivers running up and down your spine. 

“... You've got no idea how much.”

You tilt your head back in surrender, you can feel the passion imprinted in his words and you just know there's plenty more to come. So you open the door wide.

“Show me.” 

He always shows you in other less physical ways of course. Texting you the sweetest messages when you're at work or he's away for a couple of nights. Picking up your favourite sweet treats from that artisanal bakery he saw you making googly eyes at when you both walked past it one day. Or even switching his usual brand of coffee when you first moved in because of the hilarious face you made when he once gave you a cup of the stuff he had before.

But right now you barely have time to take a full breath before he's scooping you right up and sitting you down on his lap. With one large hand planted firmly on your thigh and the other curled around the back of your neck he brings you closer, your foreheads touching as you meld with each other. His kisses are teasingly short and shallow at first, like he's tasting you for the very first time. But with each one the tension grows even more electric between you, vibrating like a plucked bass string as the kisses you share get longer, deeper, and messier as he starts unraveling you. His big warm hands skate up under your soft shirt, his fingers exploring your skin, rucking the fabric up and baring you to him until you raise your arms and rid yourself of it completely. Not wasting a moment, you're pressing yourself back against his body and mouth as soon as you are able to. His teeth graze over your lip and you moan softly as he tugs at it gently while he tilts his hips up and presses his tented crotch against you. You allow yourself a sly smirk, sliding your hands up the back of his head and furrowing your fingers through his thick, dark hair watching his eyes close in bliss for a few seconds as you scratch at his scalp. 

“Show me, Frank.” You repeat. Your composure is shredding with how easily he then wraps one arm around your waist and stands, walking you both to the bedroom where he lays you down on the edge before pulling off his own shirt from his muscled upper body as you watch with hungry fascination. Frank leans over, caging you, hands either side of your head on the bed as continues to lay kiss after tender kiss, slowly working his way down your body until he's eagerly mouthing at the round swell of your breasts, pushing each one up in turn with his hand until they're spilling from your bra cups, sucking and teasing at your pebbled nipples until you're shuddering from the sweet sensitivity.

He continues downward, humming with desire as the tip of his tongue trails down the centerline of your stomach until he reaches the band of your sweats. You hitch your legs up automatically when you feel him curl his fingers around the waistband and drags them and your panties down your thighs, his mouth right back on your skin as hungry as ever. He quickly rids you of them and your cosy socks, rising back up and lifting your foot and leg to make space for himself. You can't help giggling as he kisses his way back up from your ankle to the inside of your knee but your light laughter very quickly changes to softer moans when those lips work up and up the delicate skin of your inner thigh.

“Love you baby,” Frank keeps on confessing, pushing the words into you and you feel the weight of it washing over like a warm wave taking you under. “you want me to show you, huh sweet thing?” 

You hold that eager gaze of his long enough to sigh out a resounding yes before your eyes are rolling back as soon as he puts his mouth on your cunt. Your back is arching off the bed challenging his strength as he has to curl his arms around your legs to keep you right where he wants you. When the warm, wet tip of his tongue slides through to part the moist petals of your vulva, you feel and hear him groaning deeply right against your core and already you're panting and writhing from his intimate touch.

But as good as it feels that's not how you need him. It's so hard to want to make him move when every time he comes up for a breath he's growling praises of just how perfect you taste under his tongue. You're torn in two, fighting with the need to feel him everywhere in every way possible all at once, but you need him inside, as close as can be. The scratch of his scruff against your skin combined with the soft sensation of his lips and tongue massaging your clit has you whining out a plea.

“Frank, Frankie please-” 

He looks up, still softly licking and kissing your dripping pussy between his words.

“Please what, princess? What do you need?” 

He climbs slowly up towards your face, urged on by your grasping fingers first at his head, and then sliding down his abdomen and impatiently tugging his belt loose to help free him from his pants.

“You.” you say pointedly, slowly stroking his entire length through his boxers. He swears under his breath and you feel him throb at your touch.

“Mhm, a'right. You sure?” He would usually takes his time, gets you ready first, warm you up with his fingers but you can't wait, you want to feel him now.

“Frank, please!” 

He's quick to obey and remove the rest of his clothes while you unclasp your bra, throwing it aside. When he moves himself over you you're already hooking your legs around his waist and pulling his hips down towards your own, his sensitive cock dragging firmly against the skin of your stomach and you revel in the desperate groan he makes at the contact.

You reach down between your bodies and wrap your fingers around his thick shaft, watching as you easily coax a few drops of precum from his tip, smearing it around the head with your thumb causing him to curse again.

“Christ, okay sweetheart, you ready?”

“Yes, fuck, yes! Please just-”

He draws back a little way, gently pushing your thighs open wider before taking himself in hand. He locks eyes with you, slowly sliding the tip of his cock back and forth along the length of your slick folds.

“Youre so fuckin��� beautiful.” he says as you trace your fingers down the side of his face, your thumb pulling down on his lower lip as you bite your own between your teeth as he nudges his way to your entrance. His forehead rests against yours as he takes his time, sinking into your velvet heaven with parted lips and a shared soft sigh.

“Mm, that's it. Nice n’ slow, yeah that's it baby.”

You want to cry, but it's not with pain. There's barely any pain, just the perfect stretch. You wanted this, wanted to feel every single inch of him as he fills you, want to feel the way he trembles above you as he savours it with you. He kisses you again, slow, taking his sweet time to explore your mouth, push those addictive little whimpers from your plush lips.

“Feel so damn good sweetheart, love you so fucking much…”

When he's all the way to the hilt he stills, giving you all the time you need to adjust. Every little movement he makes is bliss. You wrap yourself around him, your lips brushing against the shell of his ear as you tell him again that you love him back and he can't ever hear it enough. He begins to move, making love to you so tenderly, one hand bracing his weight on the bed and the other caressing your jaw and splaying around your throat as your lips meet and he kisses you deeply, tongue moving in tandem with his cock inside you. Frank wasn't sure if he could let himself love again, allow himself to be this open and unguarded, but you make it easier than he could have imagined. He never takes his eyes from you as he makes it clear just how much you mean to him, driving you crazy every time he opens his mouth to speak.

“You don't know what you do t’me,” he confesses, rolling his hips up and filling you so completely. You can only respond with a wavering gasp, clasping your thighs more tightly around his waist as you flow so perfectly together.

“goddamn girl, you don't know what y’do…”

You were certain you had a pretty good idea but you adored it when Frank was so verbal like this. He'd shower you with so many sweet praises, and sometimes get so worked up he'd run his mouth almost non-stop with filthy promises that he would always keep.

When Frank makes love, he makes love. When he hits that rhythm and angle just right he has you whining with pleasure and emotion with every one of his deep thrusts. 

“Fuck, there it is baby- such a good girl f'me… shit, wanna do this all day, you want that sweetheart? Just want to make you feel so fucking good honey, give you fuckin' everythin’-”

He cuts off with a deep groan as you tilt your head to suck his thumb between your lips, your tongue caressing and swirling around the tip. He watches intently, never ceasing the movement of his hips, groaning as you take the digit deeper while your big blown out pupils gaze up at him. 

“Attagirl, fuckin' attagirl,” he growls gently, twitching inside of you because of how much he's turned on, never ceasing to be amazed by how fucking sexy you are.

When he withdraws his thumb you chase it, a thin string of saliva connecting as he leads your mouth to his again, delving deep and lapping your tongues together. Your bodies slide and intertwine, you're sharing every single sensation with electric intensity, every clipped and hushed breath, pushing each other closer and closer to an ephemeral state of euphoria. When he bends to kiss your chest and he takes your nipple into his mouth you hum as the layers of pleasure build. He cups and paws at your breasts, lavishing them with such attention that you know what's coming next.

“Sweetheart, you wanna go on top? God you know I love it when you do your thing, please baby, I'm beggin’ you.”

You grin and nod. “Yeah, of course I want to. Let me ride you Frankie.” 

Frank easily rolls you both over so that you're now straddling him, your hands placed on his broad pecs as you steady yourself before you begin to move. You know that he loves when you're in control, moving above him like a goddess, and he treats you just like one worshiping every inch of you with his hands and mouth. He loves the way you move your hips, loves when you guide his fingers down to the crux of your thighs and take exactly what you need. He loves when you lose yourself in the sensation, giving yourself the permission you don't even need you to let go, to just use him. There's always such fierce focus in his eyes when you make love like this. He watches for the signs of the pleasure you feel blooming throughout your body like an unfurling flower, devotedly tending to your needs even before you know what they might be. 

His hands settle on your hips as you move them, almost to try to ground himself as the sight of your gorgeous tits bouncing and your own hands fondling them as you rise and fall on his cock is driving him precariously close to the edge.

“Goddamn that's good baby, that’s it. Feelin’ real nice huh?” Frank continues to fill your head with his sweet praise as you feel yourself getting closer.  “Oh yeah, there you go, like that, hm?”

You can only mewl in answer when he starts steadily thrusting his hips up hitting you at a deeper angle, your wetness gathering at the base of his dick and dripping over his ball sac each time he pushes home into your cunt. He brings his thumb to your swollen, needy bud of nerves again, spreading more of your slick arousal over and over, rubbing your aching clit till your walls start to pulse around him.

“Yeah, yeah, jus’ like that princess, that what you need? Can feel you baby, you're doin' so good f’me.”

You can feel it too, building so quickly you almost don't want the feeling to end. “I'm so close-" you moan, "I wanna feel you come inside me, Frank!”

You're an absolute fucking angel he surely doesn't deserve. He grits his teeth, never losing his rhythm despite being extremely close to the edge too. 

“M’right there with you darlin’, just keep those beautiful eyes on me.”

He watches your mouth open, your breathy moans quickly increasing in volume and frequency as you ride him. He tightly circles your clit faster, his dark gaze intensifying the very moment your orgasm sears through you, making you cry out as bursts of ecstasy come in bone-deep waves throughout your body. Frank doesn't stop, groaning loud and low in response when he unleashes, pumping his hips as he comes hot and hard, deep inside of you. He pulls you down close, wrapping his arms around you, repeating those three words, I love you, over and over as he slows down, gently fucking you through your high. 

When the two of you eventually still, you remain wrapped in each other. You can feel the powerful beat of his heart start to slow along with your own thumping strongly against your chest. His fingers idly stroke back and forth over the skin of your arm as your breathing returns back to normal.

“Mm Frank,” you murmur, so very satisfied you feel as if you could be glowing. Tilting your head up, you kiss him again. “You sure as hell showed me.”

He chuckles warmly, shaking you gently with his quiet laughter. 

“That was what you meant when you said ‘show me’, right?” He asks, and you smile back at him when you see that grin on his mouth. “Or maybe I shoulda left you alone with your book, huh?” he adds. “You looked pretty into it.”

You sit up, smoothing your hands over his chest as you start giggling. “There is no way in hell that was ever gonna happen, mister, not once you get something in your head. I know you…” you tell him confidently and the corners of Frank's eyes crease at that, you're not wrong.

“That you most definitely do, sweetheart.” He rolls you onto your side, carefully pulling out before pulling the covers up over you to stop you catching a chill.

“How about I run us a bath, sweet girl?" Frank proposes. "I wanna lay with you for a while. Does that sound good?”

“Mm, that sounds like heaven.” You nudge closer, taking his face in your hands to kiss him on the crooked bridge of his nose. “And I love you too.”

#frank castle x female reader #frank castle smut #frank castle fluff #frank castle fic #nonny i hope you see this! 💕

[awesomefringey]

I saw you're a fan of a/b/o fanfiction. I'm interested in the trope so much and read some explanations and git the gist of it and I was wondering if you could rec me some good fics to start with for newbies like me?

Yes I am, nonnie. I love A/B/O Larry fics a lot. I’m so happy you want to give it a try. If you have an idea about the genders and read a bit about what a scent is or a rut, a heat, a bond mark, or slick and a knot, you’re very good to go. If half of it sounds weird to you, don’t worry. You will understand it along the way. I knew much less during my first A/B/O endeavors. 🫠

This one was pretty a cute and sexy fic, I only read recently called Tennis Court by @outropeace. It’s only 10k words which might be a good length to start. (Alpha Harry/Omega Louis, best read the tags, oh and it’s not about tennis)

If you’d like to kick off your journey with an Alpha Louis/Omega Harry dynamic, I think A Distant Hazy Light by @greenfeelings is a perfect introduction. It is an entire series, that is super captivating.

And two more honorary mentions. I’m a huge fan of Where You Lay by hampalpert (Omega Louis/Alpha Harry) and of Seeing Blind by zedi (Blind Alpha Louis/Omega Harry). Check the tags and see if you find any of them intriguing. I read both fics multiple times.

Mind, none of these fics have any fantasy elements or shapeshifting/real wolves action in it. Let me know if this is what you’re rather interested in. What I left out entirely are non-traditional A/B/O fics (Alpha Louis/Alpha Harry or Omega Louis/Omega Harry). These are soooo good and way too rare.

My tag abo larry fanfiction contains A/B/O fic reblogs. Just scroll through them and see if something catches your eye. In any case come back to me and let me know how it went! 😩😍

#ask #abo larry fanfiction

[hope-you-brought-kneepads-bitch]

hope u take in requests it’s my birthday but i feel like no one cares:( i know its not a big deal but i cant help but feel sad please do a wanda x reader about birthdays

well I care nonnie! Happy birthday! 🥳 🎁 🍰

A/n: I’m so sorry this is late nonnie but I started night shift and I’m adjusting to trying to sleep during the day for longer than 3 hours

Birthdays

Summary: it’s your birthday and Wandas looking for you, she doesn’t know why you don’t want to celebrate your birthday but when you tell her she makes it her mission to make sure you have a happy one

Warnings: Nothing bad, fluff, the absolute smallest amount of angst and suggestive themes, still minors DNI thanks!

"Has anyone seen Y/n?" Wanda was walking through the compound looking for you, she had a surprise for you but it was useless if she couldn't find you.

"I think I saw her on the roof" Nat replied "is she excited about her birthday?"

Wanda shrugged "I think so but I made her a birthday breakfast this morning and she wasn't too excited" Wanda was confused, she thought you’d be really excited about your birthday like she normally is but you acted as if it was any other day.

Nat patted the witch on the back bringing her out of her thoughts "she's probably a little nervous, it's her first birthday with you, you know what she's like"

Wanda nodded "yeah, I guess, okay get ready for the party later and I'll bring her down"

You were in fact sat on the roof lay on your back with your eyes closed enjoying the cool breeze coming over you in small bursts

“Nat told me she saw you up here, are you okay my love?” Wanda’s voice surprised you and you jumped up “oh hi! Er yeah I’m okay just needed some alone time”

Your girlfriend sat down next to you bringing you into a hug kissing your forehead “wanna tell me why you’re not excited about your birthday?”

You should've known that you couldn't hide your feelings from a mind reading witch "who said you could read my mind?" You said softly making Wanda frown "I'm not? I'm capable of reading people's emotions without delving into their minds princess, and I know you're feeling upset"

You sighed feeling bad that you presumed your girlfriend would read your mind without permission "I'm sorry Wanda I just-I've just never been a fan of my birthday, no one ever wanted to celebrate with me so, I just never bothered, my friends didn’t like I what I like so it felt more like a forced chore they were doing, I didn’t want that to continue”

Wanda's heart broke, she could never imagine not celebrating her or her friends birthdays "oh honey I'm so sorry, well those people were idiots not to celebrate your birthday, we're gonna have so much fun! Come on" she jumped up trying to get you to go with her but you remained still "baby?"

"Is there a party downstairs waiting for me?" Wanda shifted nervously "...why do you think that?"

You chuckled "I saw the worlds best Assassin fail to creep through the compound with balloons and a cake under her arm"

Wanda groaned "worlds best Assassin my ass, well now that you know you should also know Tony got you a pretty cool present"

This peeked your interest "oh? A present from the billionaire playboy philanthropist? Maybe I will come down" you jumped up kissing Wanda on the cheek and walking past her "oh so you'll move for a expensive present but not because your loving smart sexy girlfriend made a party for you?"

You knew she wasn't really upset but you spun around back to her and hugged her tight "sorry honey, I'll make it up to you later"

"Oooh and I thought it was your birthday not mine" she moved her lips to yours kissing you softly making sure it didn't escalate, she didn't want any peeping drones watching you two, not again anyway, Tony didn’t want a repeat of Valentine’s Day.

"Are you feeling better?” Wanda whispered to you and you nodded "sorry, it'll just get some time getting used too, having my birthday celebrated"

Wanda kissed your forehead "that's okay but you should know every year the parties will get bigger and better and it'll be the best day of your life and mine, until the day I ask you to marry me of course"

You pulled back surprised searching for any joke on Wanda's face but didn't find any "what??"

She smiled "you heard me, one day I'll ask you to marry me, nothing too elaborate, just me and you some flowers, maybe Nat holding a camera but she'll have her mouth tapped shut so she can't make her snarky remarks"

You would say you're a little surprised but honestly the first date Wanda pretty much asked you to move into her in the compound, she claimed it was for safety but a few months in she admitted she wanted to keep you close, you didn't mind you didn't have to pay rent or buy groceries, what woman wouldn't want that?

"Okay Wands, nothing too big though okay?"

"No sky writing?" She pouted and you smacked her lightly on the arm "let's just go downstairs"

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"There's the birthday girl!" Nat practically bounced on you hugging you so tight the air left your lungs

"N-Nat let me go" you struggled and the Russian released you from her death grip "sorry! But come on Tony has a cool present for you!" She dragged you across the room where the playboy himself sat

"Well my youngling nice of you to finally show up" he took a sip of his whisky and you flipped him off "get over yourself Stark where's my present?"

He stood up and dramatically turned around pressing a button opening the pod in the room revealing an exact replica of his own iron man suit but in purple, what was going on?

"What do you think?" He said looking back at you "you made a new suit in a different colour?"

Wanda slid up behind you holding you in her arms "that's your present"

"Fuck off!" You shouted jumping from her arms towards the pod scanning it and seeing your name on the arm "oh my god can I come on missions now?!"

Wanda stepped in before Tony could say yes "no! It's just for show and to maybe like fly around the building"

Clearly Wanda didn’t think you’d want to go on missions, like she said, just to fly around the building and shoot some targets

The group laughed at Wanda's ridiculousness, of course you were going on missions with them, why else was Tony would make a new suit "don't worry Wanda the widows said they'd look after her" Tony tried assuring her

"The 'widows' are looking after her, that's not gonna go well"

"Baby come on it'll be great! We can kill people together, that's so romantic"

Wanda stared at you strangely but also worriedly "how do you know I kill people?"

You shrunk a little under her gaze glancing to Nat but Wanda saw ir "Nat! Do you tell her I kill people?!"

Nat smiled and nodded "you're damn right I did, she loves hearing the stories"

Wanda sighed heavily deciding to stop talking and take a glass of champagne from the table downing it in one "I'm glad you love your new suit baby, but time for cake!"

You laughed bringing Wanda into a kiss tasting the sweet remnants of the champagne she just drank "you taste as sweet as the alcohol, I can't wait to taste you more later" you kissed down her neck making the witch giggle.

"Hey!" Tony clapped his hands separating you from Wanda "no intercourse at the party until we've all left"

You laughed "you all want to leave then?"

Nat threw a cushion at you throwing you off a little "you're insatiable Y/n, I'm surprised Wanda can walk after being with you"

"You know Nat if you want to sleep with me just say it, I'm sure I can rock your world sometime"

Maria wrapped her arm around Nat's waist "careful Y/n, I can make sure you clean the labs for the foreseeable future"

You fake gasped "ohhh noooo soo scary" you laughed but Maria's glare made Wanda grip you a little tighter "honey I know it's your birthday but maybe calm down with Maria, you know she’s a little scary”

You sighed in defeat facing the woman again “I’m sorry for saying Nat wants to sleep with me…but I could definitely rock her world and we both know it”

Maria rolled her eyes kissing Nat on the cheek “she’s a hand full, okay let’s celebrate you getting closer to the grave” she gave you a wink and you smiled “always the fun one on the room Hill, now, where’s this cake you’re talking about”

#marvel #mcu #wanda maximoff #wanda maximov #wanda maximoff x reader #marvel incorrect quotes #natasha romanoff #natasha romanov #marvel au #marvel imagine #tony stark #maria hill #blackhill

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hello beautiful Steph!

I was wondering if you have any fics where Sherlock is wearing a corset? I'm really embarrassed to ask something like that actually hehehe! (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

Thanks a lot!! ❤️

Hi Nonny!!

NEVER BE EMBARRASSED!! I love corsets on everyone that isn't me, LOL. I mean, I've never tried one before, but I'm sure I would gross people out, LOL.

I love Lingerielock too, so you're in luck!! Any fics I have read will be on my Lingerie / Undergarments (Sexy Fics) list!

Here's what's on my MFL list tagged with "corset":

The Masquerade of the Red Death by okapi (E, 16,800 w., 14 Ch. || Friends to Lovers, For A Case / Case Fic, Kink Exploration, Orgy, Costume Parties & Masquerades, Bum Worship, Shotgunning, Daddy Kink, Corsetry, Cock Worship, Praise Kink, Hand Jobs, Oral Sex, Drugging, Wrestling, Love Confessions, Pet Play, Rimming, Public Sex/Blow Jobs, Shibari, Exhibitionism/Voyeurism) – On the hunt for a serial killer, Sherlock & John attend a masked orgy. Inspired by "The Masque of the Red Death" by Edgar Allan Poe. Part 11 of the Spooky & Kooky (the Halloween fics)

Cockaigne by HollyShadow88 (E, 38,566 w., 7 Ch. || Steampunk AU || Pre TRF Canon Divergence, Fake Relationship, Art Shows, Porn With Plot, Case Fic, Developing Relationship, Gay Sherlock, Exhibitionism, Hand Jobs, Coming in Pants, High Heels, Blushing, Blow Jobs, Deep Throating, Hair Pulling, Light BDSM, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Aftercare, Dildos/Buttplugs, Enthusiastic Consent, Anal Fingering/Sex, Painplay, Military Kink, Lipstick, Corsetry, Love Confessions, Mutual Pining) – When John’s contacted by an old uni friend about problems in his new art exhibition, he doesn’t think it will be worth Sherlock’s time. After a glance of the crime scene, however, they’re both pulled into the project in ways John didn’t expect. Will a week of erotic performance art finally be enough to bring them together in the way they both secretly hope? (Spoiler: it’s a tropey fic, of course it will)

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If anyone has any that they want to add, please PLEASE do, because I LOVE THIS SHIT.

#steph replies #johnlock fic reqs #help steph find fics #lingerie fics #lingerielock #corset fics

[bettyfrommars]

Betty, I come begging to you.

Your writing is top notch, your smut is delicious - please write us something sexy about playgirl eddie!

You can read the fic I wrote for this request here

🥹We need it don't we? We need something, that artwork made my uterus explode. I'm sure others will as well, but let's give it a shot, I have some brainstorms.

Just throwing some ideas out under the cut ❤️

Okay, so, what are we thinking? Now, I don't know if the artist meant for it to be a clever play on the famous Peter Steele Playgirl cover from 1995, but I'm going to assume it is rooted there for my own self-indulgence 🧎‍♀️

In the 1995 Playgirl with Peter, he posed with a woman in some of the shots, and I'm thinking maybe that could be reader posing with Eddie for the photoshoot? Just so happens there is some serious, instant chemistry between the two of us and we manage to keep it professional until the cameras are done, and then we can't even make it out of the building before we are sneaking into the dressing room to get it on. We assume it was just a one-time thing, but Eddie ends up getting our number and inviting us to the show that weekend.

OR the same scenario but with the photographer or set designer. There is obvious chemistry, but we feign disinterest because we are just so gosh darn professional and wouldn't be caught dead dating another musician. The way we ignore Eddie's flirting drives him crazy, and we end up having a bit of a forced proximity moment when we can't take the heat any longer and end up giving in to his mouth.

OR something that has nothing to do with the actual photoshoot and is just playgirl!Eddie existing in the world. He didn't want to tell you his real name when you met because he doesn't always want to carry the weight of being rockstar Eddie---and he wants someone to care about him for something other than status. But then you see the magazine cover and end up realizing who he actually is. Not sure how the rest of that would go, but it's just a bite.

Or playgirl!Eddie needs to have his cock hard for the nude photos, and you are the one who helps him keep it that way off camera. It turns you on watching him pose, and so you play with yourself secretively, and then when the shoot it over, you're able to finish each other off.

What am I even doing?

Look what you've done to me 🫠💦💦💦

Also, I love you, whoever you are Nonny.

#playgirl!Eddie #rockstar Eddie

[p-antomime]

kiki i don't consider myself a taiju fucker but you somehow makes me look at him on a diff lights and i don't know if i must thank you for this because i've always been a hakkai simp, you know? BUT DAMNNN, girl, you write taiju so well, i'm so so so so in love with that piece of yours called old habits, it's literally the freaking best thing i ever ever ever read and i've been on tumblr for DECADES and for being for so long on tumblr, i'm begging ON MY KNEES to see you writing something with priest!taiju x succubus!reader because i know you're the only one who could write anything with him being corrupted but not being tamed, you know? i have no idea if i made myself clear lolll, but i hope so!! just think about taiju and his succubus having a tattoo on her belly 👀👀

ahemmmmmm, as always with anything with taiju: i got your back nonnie ! i could easily write a 10K+ one-shot with this whole sexy concept you gave me but anyways.

୧ : tw.: corruption!kink, blasphemy, hints of somnopholia, breeding!kink, [faux] virginity loss.

just think about it: taiju being a newly arrived priest at the church, but who already knows very well how he wants to minister the masses, how he wants the arrangement of the altar boys around the altar, the only thing he doesn't know is why the priest before him asked to be attached to another church. the place looked so beautiful, the stained glass windows were always clean, the people seemed less prone to sin, what was the problem there?

the problem was you, obvious. he knew instantly when he saw you enter the Sunday mass the first week he started working.

it was not as if you wore revealing clothes, even though taiju disapproved the hem of your skirt sewn a few centimeters above the knee, but that's okay, he could overlook that if you prayed at least 6 Hail Marys. the main problem was: your look, your way of behaving, the almost crimson red lipstick that you wore as if you were entering a whorehouse and not a church.

and it got worse! for him, obviously. because that whole week you made a point of going to masses, preferably at night, with necklines that little by little got longer and haunted his mind when it was time to go to sleep. but, sleep didn't come early or quickly, he felt as if the hormones in his body were betraying the sanctity to which he promised to give himself. and it became a diversion for you to watch him finally get to sleep even though his cock ached to be touched between his legs and slipped into his dreams where you could freely touch his body and wrap your hand around where he needed it most to wake him up with his underwear all wet with hot cum and his heart racing.

taiju would be completely convinced that it was the devil trying to make him sin after several years. he'd even try not to be in charge of confessions when you asked to go to confession at a mass on a Sunday as well, but no other person was available and there went poor shiba taiju barely able to contain himself right, sitting in the confessional with his legs manspread wide in an attempt to relieve a little bit of the boner he got just by hearing the sounds of your shoes entering that very room.

you would say that you were a virgin, taiju would feel his breath catch in his throat; how dirty can a man be to the point of desiring a young virginal girl? it was a pity that he didn't know it was a lie. and then, you would say that in the last few weeks you have been feeling... strange, feeling a strange need to touch yourself "down there" in the middle of the night, taiju would not be able to contain himself and would ask you to continue talking while one of his hands placed itself on his cock covered by the gown.

you would say, "Father, these past nights have been so hard for me, I've... I've been thinking, fantasizing about men groping me and rubbing me where I know they shouldn't touch me," and by then Taiju would have his big dick free pumping it silently, the swollen tip letting more and more pre-cum escape and his cheeks starting to redden, he could feel his veins throbbing for a pussy, for your pussy, and you were fully aware that his mind was fantasizing about you bouncing on his cock at that very moment while you were talking about how gross your fantasies were, how much you wanted to reconnect with god, how disgusted he, like a priest, must have been with you.

but disgusted? taiju was actually about to make fun of you after so long without even touching himself properly.

and then, suddenly, you would ask as you walked out of your confessional area and stood in front of his door, "are you touchin' yourself, Father Shiba?"

everything stopped, his breathing, his hand around his dick, the flow of libidinous thoughts; shame began to fall on him, definitely God had already prepared for him a horrendous penance.

"Don't you want to feel the real thing, Father Shiba? A real, warm pussy around your dick? Cleching down so hard the way you know you may like it? You must be so tired of feeding yourself only on fantasies and thoughts, aren't you? It's kinda even...," you stifled a chuckle as you picked up the doorknob and turned it to open it and could see taiju looking at you with extremely red cheeks, "Embarrassing, gross, don't you feel ashamed for having such pervy thoughts about a virgin girl?"

before, he was. Definitely! But now? Seeing you with that cleavage that left little to his imagination and your skirt barely covering your thighs? Definitely not.

in a matter of seconds taiju was pulling you into his small confessional without bothering to close the door, pushing you half lying down, half sitting on the stool previously occupied and spreading your legs only to discover that there were no panties covering the most sacred part of your body.

however, there was a beautiful tattoo over your crotch, exactly over your belly, and out of pure taiju instinct he pressed his fingers against it, earning a loud, drawn out moan coming from you, who bent down to take his hand and bring it to the middle of your spread thighs where his fingers passed between your folds and spread your slick.

"If you were a good priest, Father Shiba, you wouldn't mind taking someone's virginity, would you? What's better than a holy man like you using a hole as tight as mine?"

but then he would remember: the one who should be in control is him. Who is closest to God? Him. Who refuses to sin? Him. Who is the one man who was dying to cum deep inside you? The answer is no different.

so taiju promptly forced yours legs against your tits and slid deep inside your tight, warm pussy, perfect to be used, stretched and purified as many times as he deemed necessary.

his hand again pressed against your belly as if your tattoo there was reminding him that there was nowhere else but inside you for him to cum.

and it is always so sad to see a man of god giving himself up to temptation!

— tokyo rev. masterlist.

#tokyo revengers smut #taiju smut #taiju shiba smut #tokyo revengers x reader #taiju x reader #tr smut #taiju x y/n #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers x fem!reader #tokyo revengers x female reader #taiju shiba x reader #shiba taiju x reader #tw.somnophilia #tw.religion #tw.blasphemy #tw.corruption #tw.breeding kink #tw.monsterfucking

[teddybeartoji]

hiiii mickey!! following the same train that sort of builds upon each other for the ask game - 54, 69 and 70? I think 54 can be a little controversial and i don't want you to get any hate :( so it's up to you whether you want to answer that or not!

hope you have a lovely day Mickey :3

hiiiiii nonnie my dear!!!

54: Is cheating ever okay?

immediately thought about the death penalty lmao. no but uhh if you're cheating in a game - yeah, go for it!!! it's so fun!!! it feels good to win!!!

if you're cheating on your lover... die. in terms of reading and writing, it's really not my thing, i'm not bashing anyone for this though - the smut is delicious and the angst is angsting!!! go crazy!!!!!

ok but the only exceptions i can think of is when your partner is like just god-awful. or like you had to marry some piece of shit old man and then a sexy character arrives and they're like omfg i'm so much better, i'll save you from them. like okay... i guess. but what if you actually help me out of this fucked relationship before trying to sex me? same goes for the good old "my boyfriend sucks so my best friend shows me that i deserve better". well if you're actually my best friend i would trust you to help me break up with him instead of just getting your dick wet?? idk i'm a big romantic and i just don't like this trope okay. but again - if you do, i'm not judging!! have fun!

69: Do you believe in soulmates?

YES!!!!!! I DOOOO!!!!!!!! i really do!!! but i also think that soulmates still have to work for the relationship!! i feel like a lot of ppl always think soulmates is like the easy way but i disagree. soulmates exist but that doesn't mean it always works out (pls just think abt stsg...). i love soulmates. and you can probably tell bc i always kind of mention them in my works. i like the idea that people are meant to meet, no matter what world, no matter what universe. no matter how different, how similar - they're linked, they're connected, they're meant to be<33

70: Is there anyone you would die for?

OFCC!!!!!!! my little brothers, my cat i would die for my cat, my friends, my moots!!! bold of u to assume i would die though i will fight my way throughh. how bad is it that john cena also popped into my head rn. i would also die for all of my blorbos. 1000%

get to know the mayor

#i am a hopeless romantic ok #cheating makes my heart break:((( #but thinking abt soulmates made me smile again #wahhh the sun is shining and soulmates exist!!!!!!!!!!!!! #interview the mayor #friends!!

[ayyy-pee]

lexi, oh my god, i don't know how to tell this without coming across as being weird, but i actually really admire your writing?

the thing is, to me it just feels very real. the writing feels real, the experiences feel real, the interactions feel real, the reactions feel real, the dialogue feels real, the feelings feel real....

you're just such a good observer of real life.

i firmly believe that sex scenes are extremely hard to write.

i think relationships are super hard to chronicle.

it's hard to actually capture people's feelings and do it well.

your stuff feels authentic and exciting, and human and sexy.

for me, personally, in my opinion, your stuff is some of the sexiest things i've ever read. you know how to conjure just the right atmosphere, how to write the right dialogue, and how to capture the characters and their personalities, and how to construct compelling narratives.

i really enjoy reading your stuff. i like to vicariously live through your stories.

thank you for publishing them here xx

i feel grateful i can get to read them <3

NONNIE YOU ARE MAKING ME BAWL MY EYES OUT AT MY DESK RIGHT NOW!!!!

Thank you so much, my god. I really don't even know what to say!!! I love hearing things like this because there are times (just today actually) that I was so down on myself about my writing and these words were exactly what I needed to hear. I'm so grateful for people like you who truly enjoy my works and feel this way about them.

I try very hard. I do take some things from my own life and put them into my stories and so I'm happy that that comes across. Ahhh, I truly don't even know how to say thank you enough for this message.

This touched my heart so much you don't even know it, Nonnie. <3

#the sweetest message ever #ilysm all my readers who follow and love my works #thank you for supporting me

[casualhedonists]

i'm the one that asked u about ur favourite movies and i am so delighted to know you're a movie buff! you can tell with how lovingly you describe them and you have EPIC taste truly!!! are you on that movie app/site letterboxd? if so, drop the user RN bestie (if not, GET ON IT RN BESTIE)

ima slip in a couple recommendations rq (hopefully you've seen, but if you haven't, i reckon you might like) such as

'tick, tick... BOOM!' directed by Lin-Manuel Miranda (musical-biopic, Jonathan Larson, lots of catchy songs in it)

'Babylon' directed by Damien Chazelle (controversial, love letter to cinema, massive shit on Hollywood, beautifully made and incredible score)

'bones and all' directed by Luca Guadagnino (cannibal romance, outcasts, stoic and freaky movie)

the 'Before' trilogy directed by Richard Linklater (young ethan hawke, romance, beautiful beautiful score, essentially observing two people fall in love and talk for an hour and a half or something, incredible trilogy - my personal favourite is 'before sunset')

'When Harry Met Sally...' directed by Rob Reiner (classic rom-com, friends to lovers, unbelievably charming. i mean i would be surprised if you havent seen this one especially but just incase lmao)

'Sanctuary' directed by Zachary Wigon (dominatrix, freaky and sexy, cute score, interesting and really well made. not anything INCREDIBLE but definitely worth the look)

ANYWAYS sorry for taking up a lot of space in your inbox, would love to read some of ur thoughts on these, or just generally would love to see you post more about cinema if you're down!

i hope you're well and taking care of yourself! sending so so much love from (likely) across the world <3333

you’re the cutest nonnie hope you know that <3333

(i’m not on letterboxd a travesty i KNOW) i rlly do need to get around to that at some point bc wow

also!! you have incredible taste, these recs are 11/10

oh my god i fucking LOVE tick tick boom. like. i waited for months for it to come out and watched it w my family the day it came out and they all watched me ugly cry the whole time. it was such a moment in time. honestly i was so nervous i wouldn’t like it bc of how much i adore rent but lin manuel miranda was the only person id trust to do jonathan larson’s story justice and BOY did he exceed expectations. if we’re talking musical biopics, god i LOVED rocketman and bohemian rhapsody when they came out. that was such a good year for movies.

i also adore when harry met sally. god i just. romcoms. yknow?? strangely though despite my film buff status i didn’t watch it until like a year ago, it had been on my list for ages and def did not disappoint. i love the classic romcoms too, pretty woman, notting hill, love actually (did i mention the holiday in my original post?? pls tell me i did i could write essays abt that movie) like i shit you not i have a full spotify playlist with movie scores and i constantly say im like miles (jack black’s character) from the holiday bc he’s a composer and score buff (im only the latter lmao but still)

i’ve been wanting to watch babylon for the LONGEST time now you e def given me an excuse to get around to it!! and my friend has told me about bones and all saying it’s incredible (she and i have like this cannibalism inside joke it’s hard to explain without sounding weird lmaoo) and it’s also on the list!! and the before trilogy sounds right up my alley and i’m v curious to check out sanctuary also!!

i’m trying to think of other movies to suggest hmmm it depends on your tastes like my top five are def inspiring/heart wrenching but also comfort romance/ romcoms but i love all diff types of movies. like space movies as a category, the martian and interstellar as my top two for example. (also basically anything w jessica chastain in it i will watch bc im in love w her) and okay i also love the classics like the truman show, dead poets society, also horror movies too like the original scream is def my favorite horror film bc its hilarious, and i also (not in a toxic film bro way) rlly do like tarantino. like. inglorious basterds my beloved and also reservoir dogs, so good.

okay i think i’ve talked way too much abt movies for one post im wrapping it up now!! hope you’re well nonnie and sending tons of love back <333

#hope you don’t mind me giving you an emoji without you asking but!! if you’re okay to be cinema nonnie #cinema nonnie you shall be #asks 💌 #🎬 #｡･:*˚:✧｡ mimi speaks!

[dullweapons]

If you could give a single piece of advice to new people in the roleplay community, what would it be?

i see you've sent this to a few others nonny : twiliae's post is v good & so is puxrlunae's . i haven't seen others on my dash at the time of writing ( tho i can guess other ppl have been asked but idk lol ) but imma try not to duplicate what they said but / shrug

i'd recommend learning when you do need to stay in your own lane & have some critical thinking . don't push yourself into drama cause the rpc says you just have to stay informed & don't believe everything you see . i've seen a callout where they screamed that the person the callout was about was transphobic cause they used the wrong pronoun for a muse ..........in a whole roleplay where they than used the correct pronoun & it was simply a mistype in one or two places . but the callout post highlighted the wrong pronoun use to make sure you believed them & not the would-be offender & people are quick to the gun . this wasn't in the zelda rpc nor any connected one & was years ago so i don't remember anything beyond it was so shitty to bend the truth . like maybe english was their second language so they got confused or forgot or maybe someone writes the same muse with different pronouns ?? idk

sometimes it's better to just turn around & go back to writing ur little doll kissing ur friends doll lol

this is why my rules states this :

i do read the callout posts but i reserve the right to my own opinion that may differ from yours . please do not come to me if someone i am writing with has a callout post unless they have done something illegal ( child grooming , abuse , major harm , ect )

it's not so much my own opinion in the way of " oh i don't think what they did was wrong ✨ " & more of " does this callout have any weight ? " & sometimes i find that no , no it does not .

beyond that idk ... write for urself , be nice to others . you don't have to have fancy graphics to special formatting you just need to follow common courtesy . you want fun questions & starters you gotta also send them to others . tag ur triggers . don't reblog threads if they aren't for you & enjoy your time here because its a hobby !! don't stress if you feel like your writing isn't the best ⸺ you will only improve the more you write & soon you'll find yourself writing some really sexy threads with amazing friends <;3

also !!!!! you can find resource blogs that have posts about what you need to know or what might be helpful if you're super new & find xkit weird ( i had such a hard time figuring out xkit vs new xkit vs xkit rewritten omg but resource blogs helped a lot ) or don't get what reblog karma is or other little things like that . some even have templates for free or good prices ! i'll list a few that i follow & use still :

poohsources , rpclefairy , soulrph , & plenty more are here ! just search some tags like rp resources , rph , carrd templates , ect ! you're bound to find the help ur looking for !

anyway this isn't a single thing !!!!!!! i just went off !!!!! i event trimmed some of the advice cause it was repeating what other ppl said but oops lol hope this helps !!!

#⸻ OOC : answered ✦ im going by the seat of my pants ˎˊ˗ #( idk if ur new or this was like ..... a thought experiment ?? but eh it might help someone lol )

[sailor-aviator]

"FF!Jake? Hoooooooo boy. I take so long to write him because he gets me so hot and bothered just thinking about him ngl. He's all swagger and quiet confidence and it's just so hnnnnnnnnng." - yesssssssss!!!!! I feel it all the way here!!!! I love him so much!!!! Like, this: "“Pirate is such a nasty word,” he drawled, taking a sip of his ale. “I prefer the term…liberator.”"???? I am sweating like a sinner in church! Even just "“Pirate is such a nasty word,” he drawled" gives me palpitations and gets my stomach swirl with butterflies and takes my breath away!

Nonny, I had to do a lap just from reading that. I'd fold SO FAST for FF!Jake, it's concerning. Like, I just KNOW he's going to make me feel good all with that self satisfied smirk on his face as if you're the one doing HIM a favor by coming.

And that LINE. I can picture how he says it perfectly every single damn time, and all I'm saying is that Guppy is a stronger woman than I will ever be lmaoooooo

I know everyone likes Tarzan!Bradley because he's sexy or whatever, but FF!Jake is so fucking slept on, it's not even funny.

#answered #anonymous #hey nonny nonny #ff #fool's fare #yeah i'm definitely updating this fic soon

[letmetellyouaboutmyfeels]

I actually think it’s weird how many people are praising this as if it’s like the ultimate sign of him having the perfect relationship?? Like no offence, truly, but how unstable does that marriage of his have to be if that man feels like he can’t even do his job properly lest he be “disrespecting” his partner by doing so? 😭

I really don't know, nonny, and I don't want to judge someone who I don't know and whose personal life I have no knowledge of, I'm not in his bedroom (for the record I don't want to be, but Blake Lively, if you're reading this...) but yeah it does feel very... I don't know it does raise questions for me.

Frankly I'd probably wonder more about the state of one's marriage if this wasn't merely the latest in a concerning movement from people to misunderstand and co-opt legitimate conversations about consent and respect (including in the acting/filming space - intimacy coordinators becoming the norm is fantastic, for example) in order to re-introduce censorship and sexual shame. While I personally liked the second season of Bridgerton better than the first, for example, I was concerned that quite a lot of people were saying it was better because the second couple weren't fucking all the time. The lack of sex being the defining reason for people and the pearl-clutching over the sex in the first season was a really concerning issue for me that I think got lost in all the (understandable) love for a good slowburn and Kate and Anthony's relationship arc.

Censoring sex, having shame around sex, thinking that movies are only ever rated 'R' because of sex/nudity, acting like sex cheapens a film or story or that a sex scene in a film is the same thing as porn, are all deeply, deeply concerning to me. This doesn't lead to better conversations about consent, respect, and healthy sexual relationships. It just leads to trying to control people's bodies and shame people who want sex, and in case nobody's made the connection by now, historically the bodies and actions they most try to control are those of women and queer people.

I'm an adult. I have had sex before, I will have sex again, sex is a part of my life and the lives of the people around me. Even if you are asexual or abstaining from sex for another reason, sex is still a part of our society and should be approached in a healthy and open manner. Just because I don't live in a house and won't ever live in a house doesn't mean that I shouldn't fight to tax billionaires and reclaim the middle class so my fellow citizens can buy a damn house if they want to, y'know?

Taking sex out of our stories doesn't make them better and it doesn't make us more aware of consent or how to have a healthy sexual relationship. It only shoves sex back into the closet, out of sight and out of mind, never to be spoken about so we remain ignorant and scared of it.

Also frankly if you think sex scenes are in any way sexy for the actor you haven't actually paid any attention to how sex scenes are filmed. Someone - I forget who - once described it as trying to act sexy with a camera shoved up your nose. It's 8am you got four hours of sleep and there's 20 people standing around you making you feel like a goldfish. There's a sock on your dick. It's way too cold in the room. Someone's giving you instructions while you and your costar struggle not to laugh because you both look/feel ridiculous and also your neck's at a weird angle so that your face is in the lighting. Hell, from everything I've seen and heard, filming murder scenes is more fun for most actors than filming sex scenes.

That's not to say "all actors are miserable filming sex scenes so we shouldn't do them." I think every actor would agree filming a sex scene is more fun than filming a scene in the rain and mud for ten hours with a 2am call and it's January. You're gonna be in physically uncomfortable situations to film things, that's just how it works, but you do it because it's what you love, and you believe in the story you're telling, and at the end of the day you are still finding ways to have fun.

Anyway this got very long and very serious but basically I want to say that I don't want to speculate on the state of a stranger's marriage, although it does make my eyebrows rise, partly out of principle but partly because I really don't think it says as much about the man's relationship as it does about a growing and deeply concerning trend in our society.

#mads answers things #also this is basically my last word on the matter I'm not gonna go on about this ad nauseam #this is not against you nonny dear! #I just don't want ten more asks in my inbox taking up my entire day I have fanfic to write and a puppy bowl to watch

[heartbrake-hotel]

Honestly...I just want to be held by BDE. Not even really anything sexual (though of course I wouldn't mind that); I just want him to cradle me in his strong arms, and let me cuddle up to his hairy chest and large belly like a big teddy bear. It'd make me feel really safe.

nonnie, you're reading my mind here ! 💖💖

i mean, it's . no secret that i wanna fuck that big sexy hunk of man into the goddamn mattress, but Also oh man does a long, drawn-out bear hug from him sound SO good right about now.!! it'd fix me i swear.

you can just look at him and instinctively Know his hugs would be god-tier, right?? like he'd squeeze you real tight, totally dwarfing you in his arms, probably rock back n forth some, and keep holding you so close you can't help but be acutely aware of the warm swell of his chest and belly against yours.. and god FORBID he's wearing a jumpsuit or otherwise has his chest hair on display during, or i will fr nuzzle right into it and never leave his arms again !!!

#ask #just thought about his big hands cradling the back of my head and blacked out a little #bet hed smell so good too all spicy and warm.. serving that brut or old spice realness #the feeling of his chest rumbling under your cheek while he talks not letting you go for a second.. F UCK #excuse me a second i have to go lie down

[aceofwhump]

A thought just occurred to me. I was looking through the Tumblr trending page today and saw "bisexual" was trending. I scrolled through and saw an interesting infographic on what % of LGBT adults identify as, like 58% bi, 1.3% ace or something, whatever.

I identify as asexual. Way back when, I thought I might be bi because I didn't know what asexual was and, as Jaiden Animations says: zero = zero. I guess I like both, but also neither at the same time?

Anyways, I kept scrolling down on "bisexual" and I start to see like sexy bunny drawings and half naked girls and blah blah. "Sex sells" is completely lost on me. The appeal of boobie pictures or muscular dudes is completely over my head, always has been. I think you, Ace, probably get what I'm talking about here. So, I keep scrolling past thinking "who cares about this shit, literally who would want to look at this? .... Well I guess according to that infographic, like 98.7% of people probably understand this sexy lady crap more than I do". Then I think "whatever, I'm going to go back and look at some whump. There are some LOTR gifs that Ace posted recently that come to mind as well as some super whumpy fanart in my likes. Good shit.

All of this to say: Is how I like to look at, read, watch whump kind of like how people like to look at sexy bunny art? Is "sex sells" kind of like how I watched all of Graceland because you posted a gif of Mike handcuffed on the bed going through withdrawal? I completely understand "whumperflies" I caught the whumperflies from a single gif enough to watch that entire show, which I had never even heard of until seeing that gif. I got completely sucked into the Sonic fandom because of a collection of screenshots of Sonic carrying Tails. It happened to me with Teen Wolf, Outlander, others? (Now that I think about it your blog got me to watch a bunch of shows I don't think I normally would, so thanks!)

Is this somewhat what allo folks experience? Is whumperflies akin to sexual attraction in a way? I do wonder and I never thought about it this way until today.... I'm curious of your thoughts on this, Ace?

I also know that a large chunk of the whump community also identifies under the asexual umbrella so if anyone else has opinion?

Hi nonny!

Lol yeah I too do not understand the sex sells thing in society. I look at commercials like that one Rally's burger one where it's just a half naked woman sitting on a car eating a burger and I'm like "how does this shit work on anyone? Why would this make anyone want to eat a burger??" It genuinely makes no sense to me. But this is actually a theory I've seen once before on here! That our interest in whump/whumperflies is our version of "sexual attraction" which is definitely very interesting. I can see the connection very easily and there definitely are a lot of similarities in the feelings. I do wonder if how we feel whumperflies is how allos feel when they experience sexual attraction but who knows lol. Personally in my brain the two things are separate and I like to keep them separate. I don't like thinking of my whumperflies or my interest in whump as a sort of replacement for sexual attraction. Just feels super weird to me to think of it that way. I don't feel sexual attraction so I don't know what that feels like but I do have a sex drive and feel arousal and it's never happened with anything related to whump and it feels physically different to me than my whumperflies so it's all been kept separate for me. Just my own feelings though!

The sex sells/whump gifs thing is SO INTERESTING! I never thought about that but yeah you're right! For us it's definitely "whump sells" and not "sex sells" lol. Nothing gets me to watch a show faster than a good whumpy gifset lol. Sex? Sexy poses? Absolutely nothing for me. Actually it's much more a turn off than anything. Whump? Hot damn sign me up. I'll watch the whole damn thing for whump. Sidenote I love that you watched all of Graceland because of my mass posting lol.

It's fascinating and a very interesting theory for sure! Totally okay if others feel differently. Like you said there are a lot of aspec whumpers so I think there's definitely something to the theory. I don't know though! Very interesting idea!

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