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punksocks · 8 months

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Astrology Observation: No.24 (18+ Only)

No minors! Adults only pls

Just based on my opinions only take what resonates

-Water moons/mars are the most likely to just say they love you during s*x (they may mean it too !); Can happen to fire moon/mars too but they may not mean it after the moment; Earth Moon/Mars will not be saying anything without planning well in advance (Earth moon AND Mars, you will not catch them slip lmao); I’d assume Air Moon/Mars would be the most likely to tease the other person(s) and say just about anything but I love you

-Venus aspects to Mars/ Taurus/Libra mars/ Venus and/or Mars in 2nd could really enjoy dressing up in lingerie and setting up a s*xy atmosphere in general (and your partner would enjoy this too !)

-1st/2nd /7th/8th house Venus, Scorpio Venus, Venus conjunct Pluto/ sometimes 12th house venus you may get compliments on your genitals from people during s*x (like told you have a pretty p*ssy lol yea fr)

-1st /8th house mars, Aries mars, Scorpio mars/Mars conjunct Pluto/sometimes 12th house mars would also be this for those in their masc energy (instead of pretty someone might admire the aggressive look of your junk instead)

-Imo the easiest sexual partners to discuss boundaries and such with will be partners that have easy (conjunct/trine/Sextile) mars aspects to your Mercury and/or moon

-I know we’d assume that mars in 8th is the most s*xual but I’d argue that mars in 12th is also super s*xual. Intimacy tends to be heavy on the mind, and there’s a higher chance of mirroring s*xual energy back to others. Especially if the native acts out of their masc/mars energy

-i’d think Aries, Leo, and Scorpio mars would be the most into their partner being SO attracted to them they can’t keep their hands off of them and/or finish too fast (least likely with Scorpio unless you’re just really over stimulating them, most likely with Aries- the most veracious Aries mars go rounds imo)

-I’d argue and assume that air mars/3rd house mars are spacing out the hardest during s*x, and I bet it’s not on purpose (just bouncing between thoughts and coming back to what’s going on)(also if you keep their attention, you’re doing something right)

-Water mars could mean you sleep around for emotional validation (…Imma say it… cancer mars has the strongest chances lol)

-I think your Venus and mars together can show if you’re more of a sub or dom imo (like if they’re both cardinal you’re probably a dom, if they’re mutable then you may be a switch/sub, and if they’re fixed I’d think you’d be hard set on being a sub or dom — and then results may vary depending on the combination of signs and how much of your feminine or masculine energy you act out of.)

-I think Scorpio Venus/Mars makes someone more dominant in s*x than Aries mars/Venus imo (they’re not here to win, they’re here to posses you- that’s so intense man)

-Understated praise kink placements? Virgo moon/mars. They need to hear praises for how well they did or they’re gonna overthink it. Libra/Taurus mars also would like this. And Venus square/opposition Mars would too in a tell me how much you want me sort of way (it makes them feel really desired)

-Tumblr ruined me bc now every time I look up a dudes birth chart and see Sagittarius mars/Jupiter positively aspecting mars I’m like damn, do they just have bde or actually have a big d*ck and I feel bad for guessing lmao but now it’s so automatic

-Strong Lilith placements (1st/7th/8th/10th) can show guys pressuring you to perform their like shadow side fantasies (which is not cool, because where’s the consent? We always need to discuss things beforehand and map out a plan otherwise it’s skeezy behavior -unless you’re into being surprised but even then lol)

-Gemini placements (the big 6, but especially mars) make you louder in bed. And more open to trying new things and switching up positions.

-5th house synastry is really s*xy and fun. Some of the best dates and relationships imo. It also allows you to open up and experiment in a way you never have before. Can keep a long term relationship exciting as well depending on the overall synastry. (Be careful bc this is the pregnancy overlay too oml)

-I think north node in 5th can (depending on the sign and aspects ofc) can point to indulging in the senses, partying, breakin hearts and hookin up a bunch— especially if you’re unbalanced/still learning to balance this with your south node energy

-(in sing songy voice) Scorpio synastry is someone telling you s*x with you makes them f*cking crazy (No they are not kidding ! Lilith synastry is this on steroids but it feels more like you’re lighting this fire in the more masc person - and they’re afraid of burning imo (I’m not singing any more lol)

-I hold to the fact that Lilith in 1st/7th/8th/10th can make someone jump into bed with you way faster than they usually would even if they have like an earth or water mars, if you have Lilith synastry with them this is amplified

-Masc folks/Men with Taurus and/or Cancer in their big 6 (especially mars/venus) are very attracted to women/femmes that are curvy and have an hourglass figure. Aries placements tend to be attracted to athletic figures. Leo placements are likely to jump at figures they find attention grabbing. Libra/Scorpio placement men are more likely to be attracted to figures that they’re socialized to find s*xy. I find that Sagittarius/Pisces is the least likely to have a set type. Aquarius and Gemini are also pretty dependent on personality and conversation skills.

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singsangseung · 5 months

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If feeling less depressed and a lot more h*rny sooooo enjoy

(I have lots more ideas and fics coming)

Warnings:talks of dick (Lots), cussing , descriptions of cocks,

~Long and thick~

•bang chan:

I see him as BDE -8inches long and girthy

He def knows he's big as fuck and will laugh-condescendingly- when your hand can't fully wrap around his cock

“Poor baby. Too big for you, hm?” He'd smirk , plump lips on a pout to mock you

-will either tease you pushing his dick in inch by inch OR so it all at once and chuckle hotly when you cry out “fuck! So big,channie”

“I know…just be my good girl and take it,hm?”

-big dick to go with his big heart fr

•Lee know

I see him a solid and girthy 7 inches

-def a tease AND DEF like watching you cry bc you want his cock so bad

-”don't be greedy, naughty kitties don't get my milk”

-Lino pls I want that MILKKKKKK

-will press the top half of your body into the mattress while he pounds you from behind, using your hips to keep him steady

“Fuck sucking my cock in, so good,jagi”

-”shit look at you, creaming all over my cock, feel my in your tummy?”

-is definitely pressing on your tummy and YOURE DONE DEAD RIP

~THICK DICK ~

-Changbin

-hmmmmm maybe like 6-6.5 inches , def got a mushroom cock head

-missionary but your legs over the crook of his elbows/mating press OR reverse cowgirl

-”bun-bunny fuck. Look at your pretty pussy, taking binnies thick cock so good”

-whines when he sees the head of his cock pushing your folds apart

If you thought that you couldn't wrap your hand around Chans cock…..think again….

-Binnie is DEFINITELY the thickest and gives you a hot delightful delectable stretch when he sheathes himself in you

-I.N

-6 inches and girthy -shocks everyone that he is a shower and grows too

-shy at first but becomes so cocky

-maknae on top for real

- “awww poor baby..-smirk- just lay down and take it for me yeah ?

-your right leg on his left shoulder , hisses when he presses himself in and pushes the base of his cock so he is even deeper

-is the youngest BUT LEARNS SO FAST

“Fuck that feel good baby? Like taking this cock, it's good isn't it?”

-no longer baby bread….daddy toast

~LONG AND VEINY~

-Hyunjin

-long 7inches, has a beautiful vein on the side running up his shaft to be topped with a beautifully pink rudy dripping cock head

-loves fucking you cowgirl, seeing the bulge of how long his dick is and how it falls below your belly button

- “fuck sweetheart, I'm so deep,right by your belly button “

- bites his plush bottom lip and furrows his eyebrows, his hands running around your body

-loves watching you take his long cock into your throat , seeing the outline move as he thrusts

-“Baby baby fuck fuck fuck …..so good to me. Gonna make a pretty mess of you “

-Seungmin

“A HEFTY 8 inches, vein curving up the side and his cock head is beautifully tapered,pink in color when soft and a purplish red when he's hard and ready to fuck

-”yeah pup, use my cock, fuck yourself on it….just like that yeah”

-love doggy , but pushes the upper half of your body down so your ass is in the air

-loves watching his long cock slide in and out of your cunt

-slides his cock between your lips )and taps the head of his cock on your clit before sinking in

-definitely feels like his cock is never ending until he bottoms out, a breathy groan falling from his lips and his pupils blown

-Love when you suck him off cu he's so long that you still have to use his hands to jerk his cock

-”poor puppy. My big cock too much for you? Look at you …still using your hands ….it's cute”

-AVERAGE (or slightly bigger “

-Han

-I feel like he's 6 inches and has a vein, normal girth

-knows how to use it for real

-”jagi jagi fuck me “

-loves fucking up into you from underneath ,if you get tired from riding him

- “so good baby fuck so good on me…so tight “

-I bet his dick has a curve so it hits your gspot TOO good

“Jiji….fuck …fuckfuck….right there please”

-”yeah? I'm hitting your cute little gspot jagi?” As he fucks into you harder and smacks your ass

-I feel like hanji is KINKY (and I love it)

-Felix

-I see our sunshine prince as a good 6 inches too, has a cute reddish tinted mushroom head too

-either is a sweet lover OR fucks the living daylights out of you

“Does that feel good, bubba?” Soft lover lixie , as he rolls his hips into you, your hands interlocked

-deep gravelly voice as he grunts into your ear (is a voice kink a thing?)

- “ fuck me….you're so tight amd wet and warm darling”

-maybe he has one of those special wedge pillows that goes under your hips so he fucks into you deeper …he is in your womb atp

-def holds hands while fucking

-” hold my hand baby…I'm so close..gonna give you my cum”

-is scared to cum in you at first but falls in love with it and how it drips out of you afterwards

-”fuck ….look at my cum dropping out of your pretty pussy”

<3 /please don't steal,copy, modify, translate, or repost my works, you'll be blocked/<3

A/N: I wrote this while at work and had to hide my phone numerous times...I should be sedated 😭😭😭😭

Tags 🏷️: @linosssss @hyunsvngs @straykeedz @straykeedz-recs

#han jisung smut #jeongin smut #changbin smut #seungmin smut #skz smut #lee know smut #skz hard thoughts #skz hard hours

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skz317cb97 · 1 year

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Valentine's Don't

Bang Chan x Female reader

Word count: 4k

Synopsis: Sick of spending every Valentine's Day in a rut you impulsively ask a cute guy at the bar to go out with you. Will your plan to meet up backfire in your face?

A/N: This was a wonderful idea brought to me by one of my sweet friends. I'm not sure if they want to be named but they know who they are. I loved this idea as soon as I heard it! I was hoping to have it all done in one part for Valentine's Day but couldn't quite make it. Oh well. Hope you all enjoy! If you do please like, comment, share, shoot an ask, I love to hear from you all! Also there is no smut in this part but there will be in part 2.

Warnings: None really. Swearing/strong language, drinking/mentions of alcohol. That's it I think. If I missed something let me know!

Why, why did you let your friend talk you into coming to the bar one week before Valentine’s Day? You always hated the ‘holiday’ ever since elementary school. It was just a popularity contest that you never won, hell you never even placed. Now you were at the bar alone, ditched by your friend that made you come out in the first place when the first halfway cute guy approached her. Not that you blamed her. If a halfway hot guy approached you right now you probably wouldn’t be so bitter but alas you clearly weren’t winning any popularity contests still. Which may be your fault, you were not always the most approachable person, but your past had taught you to be guarded.

You were working on your third drink since your friend had disappeared and after you emptied the glass you happened to catch a look at a guy from across the bar. He was way beyond halfway hot he was scorching, fire, lava. What’s hotter than lava? He was that! He looked away when the two of you made eye contact.

Had he been looking at you? Only one way to find out. Tipsy you was about to make a big move because why the fuck not at this rate? The worst he could do was say no, well no, the worst he could do was laugh in your face and tell you you’re dumb and ugly. You were going out on a limb that he wasn’t the type to say that. You approached him with all the BDE you could muster.

“How many times a day do you get told your gorgeous, it's gotta be in the double digits.” He turned towards you smiling and his ears instantly turned red.

“Probably about half as much as you do.” You grimaced.

“Yikes. That bad huh?” He laughed at the jab you took at yourself not realizing it was one hundred percent true. No one ever walked up to you let alone walked up and told you you were gorgeous. Maybe it was the ‘don’t fuck with me’ look that had a way of unintentionally appearing on your face or maybe they thought... you were hit with a realization you, for some stupid reason, hadn’t considered before approaching him

“Oh wait, oh shit, I’m sorry you have a girlfriend don’t you. I’m so sorr-” He shook his head.

“No no. You’re fine I don’t have a girlfriend.” You quirked an eyebrow.

“Boyfriend?” He laughed so hard his dimples appeared.

“No boyfriend either no, I’m single.” You nodded.

“So do you come to this bar a lot?” he wiggled his hand back and forth.

“Sometimes, some of my friends are in the band.”

“What about next Tuesday?” It was so random, and you asked so quickly it caught him off guard.

“Oh uh...” He thought for a moment.

“Ohhh isn’t that Valen-” You waved and shook your head.

“Yea okay look I’m gonna give it to you straight is that okay?” You legitimately waited for his reply, and he nodded. Just lay it all out for him, fuck it.

“You’re probably the prettiest person I’ve ever seen in my life, and I don’t even know your name, but I have never had a good Valentine’s Day, I’m always angry and alone. I don’t want another repeat, I’m sick to death of it, for once I’d like to go out with a cute guy and actually enjoy the stupid holiday. So here it is, I’m going to come to this bar at 7 pm February 14th. If you think spending Valentine’s with me might be fun, meet me here. If you don’t, well then, no hard feelings.” You turned to walk away, and he caught your hand to stop you.

“Chris...” You looked at him confused.

“My name...it’s Chris...” You smiled and nodded then turned and headed straight out of the bar. You would text your friend to tell her you left, you had to go after that move. As soon as you were out the door you were mentally kicking yourself. God that must have seemed so desperate, you hoped it came off as confident. Ugh why did you do that!?

Every day that week up until Valentine’s Day you went back and forth between freaking out and trying to be optimistic. He did laugh and he’d told you his name, but you were never very good at being optimistic. Your internal monolog was louder. ‘He could have been laughing at you not with you, Chris is so generic he probably said the first name that came to mind.’ Then you would be back to freaking out again.

Valentine’s Day. You had decided you were going to go, now all you had to do was muster up that same BDE that you’d had when you asked him out in the first place. You dressed nicely but not too fancy, put on a little make up and just threw your hair up, a few of those stubborn pieces refusing to stay put, falling around your face. Your nerves started to get to you again, and that voice. ‘No sense in trying too hard, he won’t be coming.’

You second guessed even going yourself and you had just about talked yourself out of it, then you saw yourself in the mirror. You had put in a little effort to look nice already, you could at least go and have a drink then leave when he doesn’t show. No one would know the difference anyway.

So you were sitting there at the bar about halfway through your first drink, you were trying to pace yourself, but when you looked at the clock and saw seven fifteen you downed the rest of your glass and signaled to the bar tender for another.

At seven thirty and two drinks down, you decided you would rather get drunk at home alone than in a bar full of couples groping each other while wearing literal heart eyes. You threw some cash down on the bar and went to leave. As you were making your way through the sea of people you could hear someone from the crowd behind you calling for someone.

“Hey! Uh... wait hey!” The voice sounded like it was getting closer and closer. Whoever they were looking for was evidently in your direction.

“Wait! Fucking hell, I... I don’t know your name... fuck. Hey gorgeous!” For some reason that struck you and made you turn. When you did you saw that the person who had been yelling was in fact yelling for you and that person was Chris. You must have looked shocked when he walked up.

“I’m so sorry I’m late I was taking care of something really important and it took me a little longer than I thought it would.” You still stood there stunned. He actually came? You shook the cobwebs in your brain loose and remembered how to speak.

“Oh, uh no that’s fine, I just figured...” He frowned a little.

“I was standing you up? Sorry, I’d have texted and told you, but I didn’t know your number, or your name...” He chuckled rubbing the back of his neck.

“No really it's okay, did you want to grab a drink?” He shook his head.

“We should probably get going if we’re going to make our dinner reservations.” You stood there stunned again.

“D-dinner?” He laughed, his eyes scrunched and his dimples showed.

“Yes, dinner. It’s Valentine’s Day and I’m taking a cute girl out to dinner.” You started giggling like a teenaged girl talking to her crush. Your giggle transformed into a cough as you cleared your throat, trying to maintain your cool façade from the week before.

“Right of course dinner. Let’s go then.” Chris smiled and placed his hand on the small of your back. You wished it didn’t send a shiver up your spine. God you were touch starved. Chris led you out of the bar and to his car, opening the door for you. Right at that very moment you actually stopped and thought for a second. What you were doing seemed so crazy you hadn’t told any of your friends. Cute or not, no one knew you were meeting this guy and you were about to climb in his car. You hesitated getting in.

“You’re not some serial killer, are you? If I ask and you are, you have to tell, that’s the rule.” Chris laughed with his whole body. You really liked his laugh; it was warm and made you smile.

“I think that’s for undercover police but no, I’m not a serial killer.” You nodded side eyeing him.

“That’s exactly what I’d expect an undercover cop to say.” Tears were in his eyes, every time he thought he had a hold of himself you had him laughing again. What Chris didn’t realize was humor was your security blanket when you were nervous. It was kind of hard for you to make friends, it wasn’t easy for you to open up and be vulnerable enough for people to really get to know you. When you did make friends it was usually because you made them laugh, so that was your go to safety net when you weren’t sure if being yourself was okay.

After a short ride you pulled up to a small restaurant. The only way it stood out was the neon sign with its name in cursive. You could blink and miss it. When Chris led you into the dimly lit restaurant you could hear salsa music playing. There was limited seating and a dance floor took up quite a bit of space. The only time you had ever danced was at prom and that was more shuffling back and forth while being groped than it was actually dancing.

“We don’t have to dance. I picked this place because they have great food and music, the dancing is optional.” He must have picked up on your immediate apprehension.

“We can dance.” The fuck were you saying?

“Looks fun.” FUN!? Oh God why was your overzealous mouth sabotaging you like that.

“Really?” He asked surprised and you nodded

“Yea really!” ‘Yea really’ you mocked yourself in your head as you continued to speak without thinking.

“That’s great, I used to be a dancer. I don’t get to do it very often anymore.” Of course he used to be a dancer, look at him. Making an ass out of yourself in front of a hot amateur wasn’t enough, go ahead and make a fool of yourself in front of a hot professional instead.

“You used to be a dancer?” That was in fact what he said. Braindead much? He nodded and suddenly your mouth was overriding your brain again.

“Exotic?” Chris laughed shaking his head.

“No no, mostly hip hop but some contemporary and ballroom as well.” Fantastic. You dropped the subject as you made it to the table. Maybe it wouldn’t come up again. Once you were both seated and your drinks were ordered you started to loosen up a bit. You had a little small talk, but you still didn’t open up about yourself.

Chris was friendly and open. He struck you as the type that never met a stranger. You both ordered your food and he was right, the meal was delicious. The music was good, and he was pleasant to talk to also. After you ate you both sat there listening to the band. Chris smiled and tapped his toe along with the rhythm.

“You know someone in the band here too?” You asked sarcastically and sipped your drink. His dimples appeared again.

“Yes actually.” You almost spit your drink out.

“Really?!” He nodded smiling ear to ear and pointed.

“See the buff dude playing drums?” You shook your head.

“That’s my friend Changbin, he fills in here sometimes, but he usually plays at the bar where we met.” Then you recognized him, you had seen him playing at the bar before.

“So how about that dance.” You laughed nervously. You really hoped he’d forgotten about that.

“Aren’t you supposed to wait twenty minutes before dancing after a meal?” Chris shook his head laughing again. You really liked his laugh.

“I’m pretty sure that’s swimming but if you don’t want to-” You quickly shook your head.

“No, I want to!” Internal face palm. Way to not take the out he gave you genius.

“You sure?” You nodded. There you go! Double down on your chance to look stupid, why not?

“Great come on!” He held out his hand and you took it. As he led you towards the dance floor your heartbeat got louder and louder in your ears, you almost couldn’t hear the music. When he turned to face you, you had no idea what to do. Chris picked up on that pretty quickly if he didn’t know outright from the start. He pulled you closer by your hips, then he placed your hands on his shoulders before grabbing your hips again.

“Just follow my lead.” You gave him a small smile and shook your head as he started to sway both of your hips to the beat of the music.

“There you go, now look at me.” Your eyes had been glued to your feet. Two of Chris’ fingers placed under your chin tilted your head up to look him in the eye.

“Perfect. Gorgeous.” You could feel yourself starting to flush.

“Now when I take a step forward you take a step back and when I take a step back you take one forward. It’s easy.” He took a step back and you followed taking a step forward. Chris’ hips swiveled to the rhythm as he took a step forward and you back.

“A natural!” You bit back the smile trying to force its way out.

“Yea a natural disaster, just like a tornado.” You scoffed and Chris laughed. You made it through the first song only stepping on his toes a few times, then a slower more sultry song started.

Chris pulled you closer, your hips almost pressed together, you didn’t think your face could burn any hotter when his hips started swaying with yours, his arms around your waist, yours wrapped around his shoulders. You bravely toyed with the curls at the nape of his neck while watching your feet again. When you did, he started rubbing his thumbs gently against your lower back making your skin erupt in goosebumps.

“So why do you hate Valentine’s Day?” He suddenly broke the silence between you. You looked up and shrugged your shoulders opting to look over his shoulder and not in his eyes as you attempted to be a little open.

“Might as well be Friday the thirteenth to me. It’s just never been a good day, I dunno. Break ups always seemed to happen around that time for me, I always end up alone. When I caught my last boyfriend cheating on me on Valentine's Day that just kind of sealed the deal for me.”

“How long ago was that?” You just shook your head. It had been years but you had given up on finding someone, trying to be content in your loneliness. This stupid holiday just always got to you. You finally willed yourself to look at him, Chris gave you a tight smile.

“Sorry.” You shook your head and tried to laugh it off putting up the wall again.

“What are you sorry for? It’s just some corporate holiday to make money off saps. It’s not that big of a deal really.” You looked back over his shoulder again focusing on the wall behind him hoping he wouldn’t press the matter as you tried to hide the overwhelming sadness you felt suddenly. He didn’t thankfully and you finished dancing to the song in silence.

“Come on let's get out of here.”

“Where to?” Chris shook his head.

“Nnnope, it’s a surprise and why I was late. I hope that it makes up for it.”

“You’ve already more than made up for it just by coming at all Chris. Thanks.” He smiled and his hand braced the small of your back as you both got your things and left the restaurant. Once you both were in the car and on your way a silence hung between you again and that internal monolog of yours came back. ‘You sounded desperate before now you sound sad and des-” As if Chris could sense the spiraling thoughts in your head, he finally broke the silence.

“So Valentine’s Day is a bust holiday for you, what’s your favorite?” You thought about his question and then shook your head not wanting to give him the sad answer.

“Come on you can tell me, please?” He pushed his bottom lip out and it was too cute not to give into.

“Halloween was my favorite when I was a kid.” Chris smiled.

“All the candy is pretty awesome.” You shook your head.

“No, I mean yeah, the candy was great, but I liked it because I was able to be someone else for a day, anyone else. I don’t know just someone that wasn’t me.” Chris’ brow furrowed.

“Why wouldn’t you want to be you?” Chris was pulling up to an iron fence and parking as he asked. You couldn’t help your attention suddenly being drawn to your surroundings.

“Just because I... uh Chris why are we at a cemetery?” He shook his head.

“It’s not a cemetery it’s a botanical garden. A friend...”

“Plays in the band here too?” He laughed, that warm sweet laugh of his.

“No no they run the place though and when they closed at seven I met her and got the keys to the place. Which is why I was so late. Sorry again about that.” You shook your head, you were shocked. If Chris put so much effort into a Valentine’s date with a total stranger he must be a really good friend. You hoped after that night you could be friends.

He unlocked the gate and led you into the garden. It was kind of hard to see just at first then Chris disappeared for a second and the next thing you knew hundreds of thousands of twinkle lights lit up the whole garden. It was breathtakingly beautiful. Suddenly Chris was by your side again startling you.

You turned to him with your hand still over your heart. When you looked up at him you couldn’t speak. He was beautiful, you knew that, anyone with eyes knew that, but with the lights and the garden, his smile that scrunched up his eyes, he was stunning, hence the speechlessness. Finally you forced yourself to form words.

“Chris... I... just... you did all of this for me? Dinner? This garden? For me?” You were genuinely confused because you had never met anyone like him before, as beautiful inside as he was outside. Your cool façade was melting, you had no joke or punchline.

“Well it’s not like I strung up all the lights or anything, but yeah! I know it’s not much-” You kissed him. You threw your arms around his shoulders and kissed him and he kissed you back. It was a soft innocent kiss, a thank you, that words alone couldn’t convey.

“Thank you.” You whispered as you pulled back with your eyes closed. He tasted like mint and smelled like the woods.

“You’re welcome-” His voice was a breath; he cupped your face and immediately kissed you again. There was more passion behind his lips the second time, his hands cradled your face as he tilted his head, his plump lips slightly parting to taste more of yours. You followed, your lips parting, head tilting. Chris’ tongue gently invaded your mouth, teasing yours.

You toyed with the curls at his neck again as the two of you slowly, softly kissed. Chris let go of your face and wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you closer. After a moment you two broke the kiss, having to breathe being your only reason. You both stood there flushed, chests rapidly rising and falling with heavy breaths, arms wrapped around one another. He chewed at his bottom lip and smiled at you, forcing a small smile onto your face.

“Um, heh, uh why don’t I show you around the place hm?” You nodded and Chris grabbed your hand and started to lead you through the garden. You both walked quietly for some time looking at all the beautiful flowers and reading different descriptions before Chris’ voice cut through the silence.

“You know you really are gorgeous.” It caught you off guard. You must have looked shocked. You had been looking at flowers, but Chris had really only been looking at you this whole time.

“W-what makes you say that?” He stopped walking and turned to you, grabbing your other hand holding both in his own.

“Because you are and because I really want to kiss you again.” Before you could even think of how to reply to that Chris’ lips were softly pressed against yours again, his fingers threading through your hair. You gripped the front of his shirt and kissed him back, things getting heated rather quickly between the two of you. Finally Chris broke away apologizing.

“I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m... uhh, I’m trying to be respectful, just... when I kiss you...” He wasn’t even sure of what he was trying to say.

“It’s okay Chris...” You pulled him closer by his shirt and kissed him again both of you getting lost in the other momentarily. When your lips parted again you both started laughing.

“How about I get you home?” Chris chuckled and you nodded, smiling the biggest smile you had in the longest time. You walked back out of the garden the way you came in so Chris could turn off the lights and lock back up. You both hopped in his car, you gave him directions to your place, and you were off. The car ride there was accompanied by some soft music Chris had put on. Once you got to your place Chris parked the car.

“Hold on l’ll get your door.” Before you could insist that it was unnecessary, he was out of the car making his way around to your side. He opened the door and helped you out. He kept a hold of your hand the whole way to your front door. You fished your keys out and stood there a moment.

“This has been the best Valentine’s Day Chris. Thank you.” You couldn’t look at him only your feet, you felt so vulnerable at that moment. Chris traced the back of his fingers along your cheek, you tilted your head up and he leaned in and kissed you goodnight.

“Thank you for inviting me to spend the evening with you.” Just before you opened your front door Chris cleared his throat. You turned and looked at him confused.

“Well I was just wondering I mean... I’d like to take you out again some time if that’s alright?” You nodded smiling.

“I’d really like that Chris.” He stood there for a moment like he was still waiting for something more.

“Would it be okay if I got your number?” He handed you his phone as you laughed.

“Of course, I wasn’t even thinking!” You typed your number in and hit call. Your phone started ringing and you hung up.

“There now I’ve got yours too.” You handed Chris back his phone.

“Just one more thing?” You stood there waiting for his final request from you perhaps another goodnight kiss.

“What’s your name?” Oh holy shit, you had gone this whole evening and not once did you bother mentioning your name!

“Oh my god Chris I’m so sorry!” He laughed then you leaned in and kissed him, your lips slightly parted from his.

“y/n.” He nodded and gave you one more peck on the lips smiling.

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“y/n... gorgeous.”

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#stray kids smut #skz smut #bang chan smut #chris bang smut #chan smut #skz317cb97 #cal 🖤

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jamneuromain · 4 months

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Obviously 🤤 + 😳 with Ari Levinson dear Jam.

HOE-KAY! So I'm picturing you and your friend thirsting over this hunk of a man...

Hearty-eyes

Ari Levinson x Reader (You)

Warning: Diving Coach!Ari, Tourist!Reader, getting caught... sort of?), sentences in Italic is spoken in another language.

Summary: You are sure you can't be heard, or at least, understood when you thirst over a man in your native language.

"I can't believe you decided to spend our vacation on another beach." Your friend Asteria sighs, lying back under the warm sunlight, "Still, this resort is not half bad, where did you find it?"

You push the sunglasses over your head, turning lazily in her direction, smirking, "Not many results left after I type in Egypt+beach," reaching a hand to the small table between the two chairs, you grab your drink and sip the cool coconut water, "Plus, you had your share of camels and pyramids and sand in the first three days."

Asteria is a huge fan of ancient history. She selected Latin and Culture and History of Ancient Egypt in her undergraduate years, even if her major was East Asia Studies. While you got bored of this elective focusing on pharaohs and zig-zaw drawings on ancient stones quickly, Asteria followed the whole course and took another elective on Mayan civilization.

This is why when you ought to settle on a destination for your vacation, Asteria booked the first three days of a trip in and out of the desert, when you booked the next three days of one Red Sea Diving Resort.

Which accidentally comes with the hottest diving instructor you have ever met in your entire life.

"Psst, incoming alert." Asteria clutches your arm and shakes so violently, that your drink almost spills from the glass, her eyes rounding like a light bulb, "Hot coach at ten o'clock."

Coming from one of the smallest countries on the planet, you know that your native language is spoken by a small number of people. And at special circumstances, for instance, this hot coach named Ari, you naturally speak your mother tongue so that you could thirst over him with the benefit of no one could ever find out - except for Asteria, who spent four years studying it.

Sharing the same awe-struck expression as Asteria, you lower your sunglasses to have a better look at this brunette Adonis out of the water. He pushes his hair back, with the water beads falling from his chiseled chin and his large hand, dripping wet, not to mention the chest peeking from his diving suit -

"Oh my fucking God, he's looking this way." You squeal so high that you are close to out of air. Even using your native language, you can feel the shyness and nervousness bubbling from your heart and surfacing on your skin. Your face aflame by a simple look he delivers in your direction.

"Oh my - holy fuck, he's coming this way!" Asteria raises her glass to her lips, just to cover the huge grin on her face, "He's so fucking hot. Coach BDE."

"Fuck me." You exclaim, blocking your sight with the local newspaper you took on the way to the beach, because you damn well know that your heart is practically jumping out of your throat if you spare one more glance at the sex god.

"You really should." Asteria tempts you like a rightful friend would, "And tell me if his dick is actually as big as we imagined."

You hiss at her, seeing Coach Ari approaching your direction, "You are a horrible influence - not that he looks unfuckable. Hell, he looks so fuckable with the broad shoulders and the long hair." You whine in the most pathetic voice as he walks past you, "Fuck, I think I'm more soaked than he is."

"Then go talk to him!"

"I can't!"

"Of course you can!" Asteria nudges you in a particularly ticklish spot on your waist, "Go before Coach BDE disappears!"

"What if he says no!"

"You don't know that!" Asteria turns to look at the hot coach, "Great. Now he's gone." As if he has just disappeared on plain sight.

The lingering feeling of your face heating reminds you of the fact that merely with Ari's presence, you are flushed from head to toe. You can't imagine talking to him without embarrassing yourself.

Asteria rolls her eyes and pokes the ticklish spot on your waist again, "I swear, if you don't fuck him, I will annoy you about this for the rest of our lives."

"It's not like I don't want to fuck him!" You huff out in annoyance. Although with Ari gone, for now, you are deep in your thoughts so that you are still talking in your native language, "You know I'm too scared to ask him. I can't exactly go and ask, ' Hi Ari, my friend Asteria said you could be great in bed. May I fuck you?' "

A shadow looms over you. By the looks and widening eyes of Asteria looking at someone behind you, her eyes nearly popping, and the faintest wiggle of her eyebrows, you turn your neck to see the hot coach TM standing behind you, getting a whiplash as a result.

"Yes, of course." Ari simply says. A small smile tugging the corner of his lips, making the fact that he has understood your thirsting conversation painfully obvious. Ari has changed into a blue shirt and shorts, leaving his veiny arm and thick thighs in plain sight. Even though he isn't dripping anymore, you sure as hell still do.

You stutter for a moment, before hastily apologizing, "I'm so sorry, my friends and I were just talking, we didn't mean-"

"Of course, she means that." Asteria doesn't even pretend that she wants to leave the place for you and Ari, "Oops, I've got something going on. Laters babe!" Blowing you a kiss, she snatches her purse and dashes out of sight.

There is nothing smug about Ari's posture as he sits down on Asteria's chair, watching you with his clear blue eyes as you nervously drape the thin bath towel over your bikini. "Sorry about barging in on your conversation. My apologies for eavesdropping." His sharp canines bite into his plump lower lip, those mesmerizing eyes search for any sign that you could've felt offended by his movements.

"No... I should be the one to say sorry." The blood rushes to your cheeks again, you could literally ignite a match with your burning face, "... about ... um, what I've said."

"Please. I'm flattered, if anything," Ari takes a deep breath. If you were looking closely enough, you would realize the tip of his ears is painted with a faint color of pink, "Have you had dinner yet? I know a great place that cooks squabs."

The refusal is almost on instinct, but you think of the encouragement (and the threat) Asteria made before her departure, and the words roll off your tongue, "I'd love to."

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norrisleclercf1 · 6 months

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wanna get tag teamed my carlos and oscar so bad… literally the most unlikely pairing but theyre so… carlos and his big ass nose and hands that can throw me around however he wants. and oscar looks so shy and quiet but the bde he exudes bc of that. i know he’d make me ride his thigh and they’d both be so condescending about it. need them so bad

Nah nah nah because imagine it’s Norris!Reader and you’ve always had a thing for Carlos and Oscar has a little crush on you and Carlos hates it because what is this child doing trying to steal my girl and fuckkkk now you got me thinking thoughts baby

#anon asks #carlos sainz #oscar piastri

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mooodyblue · 11 months

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i would love a full-length fic with bde and the little who tries to self-punish themselves; maybe he accidentally snaps at them a little for something annoying but small like they break a glass and he’s not annoyed but then they just keep trying to pick it up and help clean up? Until he’s like JUST STAND STILL and then they think he’s annoyed for the glass breaking or something and mumbling all about what they think should happen and then he just has to comfort them!!! lots of hugs and cuddles and reassurance please!!

i looooved this one sm!! ty for the request!! 🫶🏼 there's probably an over usage of pet names here but i just melt when ppl call me honey/baby so .....

wc: 1k

elvis was busy today and you knew better than to bother him while he was working. however, you were feeling small but you didn’t want to be a burden to him. he’d said numerous times to come to him even if he was working and you were feeling fuzzy, but you still always felt bad.

maybe it was past trauma, even the way you were raised. it was always a struggle having to ask for something no matter how dire the situation was. you shut everyone off and that included while you were little. elvis was wonderful with you, he took care of you well and always loved to spoil his little baby. he just wished you weren’t closed off from him when it came to being little. but he understands and never pushed your boundaries.

you shut the bedroom door quietly, listening for elvis and hearing his faint voice downstairs on the phone. letting out a sigh, you tiptoed down the steps and into the kitchen. all you wanted was a pb&j, you could do it. it was just a few simple ingredients and you could get yourself big enough to make it yourself.

one thing about elvis, he knew how you loved to feel small. there was a clear height difference between the two of you so he purposely put all your little plates and cups up higher on the shelf so he could get them for you. although, he did love to pick you up and let you grab them yourself.

as you got on your step stool, reaching for one of your plates, your arm bumped into one of the wine glasses a couple shelves down, causing it to bounce off the edge of the counter and shatter on the floor. you gasped, looking down at the mess and quickly glancing at the hallway.

“.....right–listen charlie, imma have to call ya back. just heard somethin' in the kitchen….yea, sure. a ghost. listen, don't forget those songs i asked about. i mean it!”

you panicked, shutting the cabinet door immediately and getting yourself on the floor to start picking up the tiny shards of glass. “no cartoons before bed….” you muttered to yourself, doing your best to pick up each shard. “daddy’s gonna be real upset…”

“oh baby, what–” elvis turned a corner, seeing you on the floor. “now, what are ya doin’? get up from there!”

“b-but i was just-”

“nuh-uh. get up.” your bottom lip wobbled as you stood up, careful not to touch the glass. “step away from the glass. you don’t need to be touchin’ it and gettin’ your tiny lil’ hands all cut up.”

you backed away slowly as he stepped in, sweeping up the glass. but it was your fault, you broke the glass. it was your responsibility to clean it up. back on your hands and knees as he tossed some of it in the trash with his back turned, he looked at you again. “honey, what did i say? stop touchin’ it.” he said, sternly.

again, you stood up, only to pick up a shard that landed somewhere away from the original pile. “dammit, y/n. stand still, stay away from the glass.”

“but it was my fault.” you replied.

“that don't mean nothin' to me. just stand there and don't move, do as i say.” there was a hint of annoyance to his tone this time as he cleaned up the rest of the glass, letting out a sigh. least it was just a wine glass, he could replace it later.

“....no plushies either…don't deserve ‘em” you mumbled again, “told you daddy would be mad..” you sniffled and crossed your arms, fighting back your tears.

he turned around quickly, his expression softening. “what's this about no plushies?”

“made daddy mad…” you looked down, refusing to look him in the eyes. once again, disappointing someone you loved dearly even if you didn't mean to.

elvis furrowed his brows, “you didn't make me mad.” he tipped your head up with the tip of his finger, getting you to look at him. “no honey, i just didn’t want you gettin’ hurt. that's all. not mad at all. you ain’t hurt, are ya?”

you shook your head, tears fully falling down your cheeks.

“oh, my baby.” he pulled you into a hug, wrapping his arms around your entire body. “my sweet, sweet baby.” he cooed.

“‘m sorry, daddy. so sorry, i didn’t mean to do it.” you sobbed into his shoulder.

he felt his heart shatter, just feeling himself wanting to protect you from the rest of the world. “i know you didn’t, sweetheart. i know.” he pulled away from you, holding both of your hands tightly. “listen–it was an accident, right? nobody got hurt, we’re both still standin’ here in one piece. don't go punishing yourself for somethin’ you didn't mean to do.”

letting out a small whine, “i did a bad thing though.” you said with a quick stomp.

“a bad thing that you didn't mean to do. that glass can be replaced.” he frowned. “you didn't break any rules, you don't need to be punished for breakin’ something when you didn't mean to.”

it was confusing to you how nice elvis was about the whole ordeal. it almost brought you some form of comfort knowing he wasn't mad. if it were anyone else, they'd be mad. you'd be punished. you hated being punished but felt like you deserved it sometimes. but elvis had a point, maybe you didn't deserve to be punished for small things.

“i-i can sleep wit’ my bunny?” you asked softly.

elvis hated that you had to even ask that question. “of course, i’d never take away your plushies. you know that.”

“and…and..cartoons?”

he chuckled, “you can watch your cartoons before bed too.”

you wrapped your arms around his neck, hugging him. “thank you, daddy.”

“love ya so much, little one.” he responded, hugging you back. “let's get you that snack and snuggle up on that couch, sound good? daddy needs a bit of cuddlin’ time with his best baby.”

#elvis x reader

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ballplayersxo · 7 months

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i need that anon to come back and give me a mlre detailed d report of kuz paolo and ben like SMUTTT i need to know

kuz: this was 2018. he was honestly so cool personality wise, always complimenting me and checking in. ik he was talking to hella girls in la though. dick wise was good. hes average size. hes not the best eater and only did it drunk lol. hes sooo good at fucking though. i see why all his exes keep tabs on him. you wouldnt assume so. so sensual and its always fun. he also lovessss pillow talking and wanted to discuss what i liked and didnt like and vice versa. i loved how he loved to make me cum. leos are so good in bed i swear.

ben: … okay so disappointing. hes so hot i was so nervous to be around him initially. he was sooo clingy before we met but as soon as we started fucking became on and off. the dick. is. BIG. i was so shocked. but hes horrible in bed. refused to kiss saying he hates kissing and only kisses his girlfriends. refused to eat me out saying he never did it and never would and girls that want their pussy ate arent wife material and hes so disappointed so many woman expect it?! but wants his dick sucked everyday. deadass told me his future girl is expected to suck him every morning and night and on command… all that AND HE DOESNT LAST. hes nutted just off 20 seconds of head. You cant forget about fucking. imagine him lasting a minute being considered a long time. cant stroke either. only missionary bc seeing ass makes him nut before he can put it in. and he wants “rounds” aka nutting in 30 seconds, resting ten minutes then repeat. im getting mad typing ughh. cant believe it lasted a year… i was down bad. we had a huge fight.

paolo: a stallion. this man is BIG. All three are around the same height and ben is muscular too but paolo is HUGE. he also has such bde. i was nervous in his presence. i could tell he wanted to FUCK fuck. his eyes are mesmerizing, a honey brown. he has a gentle voice and touch and just makes you melttt. so sexual. he was telling me how he was gonna eat me and DELIVERED. A MUNCH!!!! ugh hes literally the best eater ive ever had. his dick is sooo big and girthy too and HEAVY. that bitch hurt to hold. he also fucks good. theres been times hes nutted quick or his rhythm was off but hes still a baby and was improving everytime. but he was also hot and cold. like hed ghost me after an amazing session then call me 50 times. hes also my most recent of the three and my fave of them.

i have many thoughts. first with ben, there seems to be a clear difference in how he is with girlfriends vs flings. cause this is not the ben i’ve read about 😭 it’s not the ben that seems to have the girls going crazy like??? i’m so disappointed. but paolo??? yeah, i need it expeditiously. i’m seeing him in a new light y’all i can’t deny it anymore 💔 i always knew the body gave but now? yeah. yeah.

#kyle kuzma #ben simmons #paolo banchero

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athenepromachos · 2 years

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*Lick lick nibble nibble*....💋

#henry cavill #all man #licky lick #good enough to nibble on slowly #man of steel #take a bite #cavill bde #big bad bde #🍌🍌🍌🍌🍌#henry's furry bits #furry tiddies

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neverlearnedtoread · 3 months

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Spinning Silver

⭐⭐⭐⭐; the staryk king and mirnatius with the word 'wife' on the board: there's only one thing more horrible than a wife.... *rips off paper* MY wife

Oh?? 👌😉😏

women are fucking amazing and wonderful and terrifying and unequivocal badasses. especially to their husbands. it's about the fantasy of a marriage you have no control over being perfectly suited to you in ways you didn't even know it could

inhuman fae creatures that actually have a separate culture and set of rules they are governed by. they're much more powerful than humans, of course, but they are bound to their laws, and if you're smart you can work with that

fairytale-esque magic system that relies heavily on (1) trickery (2) Having Audacity and (3) the rule of threes 😉. we love a soft magic system that rewards big swings and BDE!

not one, but TWO separate arranged marriages engaged in HEATED pvp AKA two people bound in hostile matrimony trying to kill each other while having 'wait, are they hot? fuck!' moments

you can be cold and practical and still be a good person. you can be strong enough to protect yourself without sacrificing others. with a good enough grasp of contracts you can force a demon to leave your kingdom AND husband unharmed in a 2-for-1 deal

No.. ❌🤢🤮

multiple POVs with no names for chapter titles so you have to figure out who it is from context clues - if you're like me and love a little puzzle to go with your reading time, you'll really enjoy it (Novik does it VERY well) but if you get confused easily or don't wanna put in the brainpower its annoying and overly complicated

if you don't like enemies-to-lovers where they actually argue and are ideologically opposed, you're not gonna enjoy the romance subplots. this is not a 'forbidden-lovers' kinda enemies-to-lovers. this is firmly in the 'my husband misses me a lot - but his aim is getting better!' zone

really quick wrap up - it gets tied up a little too fast after the final confrontation with the Big Bad. i wouldve liked at least to have irina POV at the end because her side of things just. gets left hanging

Summary: Miryem is a daughter and granddaughter of moneylenders, and though her father doesn't have the hardheartedness to be a good one, she'd rather be despised for what she's owed than starve. Her knack for the trade, coupled with her sharp tongue, draws the ire of her village, and even more alarmingly, the Staryk's attentions; faerie creatures who only covet gold, they take her offhanded boast that she can turn silver into gold quite literally, and show up at her door to hold her true to her careless words - which, honestly, kind of backfires on them when she rises to the challenge and upends their realm into complete disarray, so maybe there's a lesson there for the next group of nonhumans to learn: don't bet the house against a human girl whose Had Enough Of All This Bullshit. She might win.

Concept: 💭💭💭 I don't know Rumpelstiltskin's story very well, and Ice Kingdom aesthetics aren't my favourite (you can blame it on my residual dislike of Frozen), but I DID read Uprooted before this. I wasn't as into the book blurb as I was with Uprooted, but I'm an experienced (and opinionated) enough reader to know when to trust my gut - if I find an author's writing style easy to read, and I enjoy how they handle their themes, I'm not afraid of diving into deep waters. If it's that bad, I can always DNF

Execution: 💥💥💥💥 As I've come to expect with Novik's writing, a wonderfully easy read; the storytelling voice flows smoothly and makes me want to keep on reading. No slogging through difficult to understand passages and too slow pacing for me! I instantly wanted to collect every POV character like puppies in a basket, no matter how brief their sections were. I will say the ending does forget what it wants to say and simply ends on a happy note, instead of a complete thought. It doesn't tie in the POV characters together strongly enough - I would've loved to see an epilogue scenes with the 3 main female characters supporting each other, or at least being three distinct Bad Bitches!

Personal Enjoyment: ❤❤❤❤❤ Mostly because of Irina and Miryem (and Wanda)'s absolute BDE. They truly brought their stories to life and felt very dynamic, constantly driving the story forward through their actions, especially because their personalities and characteristics were so well-suited to the challenges they faced (Miryem rules-lawyering the Staryk, Irina taking to politics, Wanda keeping faith despite all the shit she's been through). Honorary shoutout to the complete hilarity of Mirnatius's POV (though ultimately it IS more indulgence than necessity, I respect Novik for it) - may he spend the rest of his life desperately drawing his wife in vain search of her bad angles!

Favourite Moment: the running gag of mirnatius losing his fucking mind trying to prove irina isn't hot. you know that post that's like 'find a blorbo to draw and your art skills will start improving so much faster'? irina is his blorbo. special mention of the scene he gets jealous realizing a random guard has a crush on his behated wife and immediately jumps to the conclusion that irina would want to fuck the guard for the sake of the kingdom. babygirl the hoops you are jumping........where is this gymnastics routine even going 😭 this man is not beating the meow meow allegations..

Favourite Character: It's really a tie between Miryem and Irina, who are both so similar yet different at the same time. Miryem's BDE was enjoyably explosive - she throws it in everyone's face, which is perfect to play off of the Staryk's otherworldly impassiveness. Irina's BDE was a lot more...steely. Quietly coming into her own as she realized how adept she was at politics, and how perfectly well-suited that made her to being tsarina - and when they finally met each other? it was so funny when were like 'hey...why dont we kill our husbands via pokemon battle??'

#spinning silver #naomi novik #books #book review #booklover #bookblr #reading #my hot take is that the staryk king is not immune to double dog dares.#staryk king: please stop asking for anything else you have already taken EVERYTHING FROM ME. STOP FUCKING ASKING!#miryem: what are you - scared??#staryk king:#my OTHER hot take is that irina and mirnatius spend the next six months to a year irradiating (pun intended) EVERYONE in their castle with #life-threatening levels of pining angst and UST.#like theyre super into each other (everyone knows. fae living on the moon would know.) but theyre both like 'what if the other person #sees it as pity sex or thinks im just using them???' and instead of talking about it they simply. Dont. for ages #in a distant realm miryem wakes up to another day happily annoying her ice fae husband in new and exciting ways and is like.#'hmmm. somehow i feel like there's a disturbance out there. oh well not my issue'

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