#creative writing time in my inbox <3

[nedlittle]

And to be Horatio – to love someone in love with death. To watch them walking the cliff side so ready to stumble – what if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord? – my fate cries out. To walk behind them, reaching out despite every attempt to push you away – hold off your hands. To walk beside them in every place, in every time, in graveyards and courtyards and clifftops. To hear your name in their mouth, so loving, so soft, that you would do anything just to hear it again. and yet. you are unable to do the most important thing; you can’t save them. you are so desperately afraid that it will be the last time, one day, and you can do nothing. Here, sweet lord. nothing but stand beside them in a graveyard and know they’re envisioning their own bones in the cool earth. To what base uses may we return, horatio! To catch your breath and say t’were to consider too curiously, to consider it so. please, please see me, standing here…stay. I beseech you. I’d listen to everything you’d say, hide my bleeding heart behind my hands, watch you crumble into a thousand stubborn pieces. he that thou knowest thine – and yet not yours; you must watch them battle sleep and death and a horrific longing for a peace you’d do anything to give them. in my heart’s core. in my heart of hearts. 

In love with someone in love with death. 

And in the final instants – they love you like they’ve never loved anything in their life. more than death, more than life, more than a miserable story they’ve helped create. they wrest the cup from your hands…I love you and you cannot follow me, I love you and if thou didst ever hold me in your heart, I love you and in this harsh world draw your breath in pain, I love you and live. give me the cup! live. even as I will not, for my death is sweeter knowing you will go on. the rest is silence to hear your voice…

Oh good horatio. what a wounded name. 

<3

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#anonymous #answered #creative writing time in my inbox <3

[bleaksqueak]

Woah dang, waking up to 99+ notifs on tumblr almost always means that an old Homestuck piece is going around again... imagine my delighted surprise to see it was all notifs about Soli! That was a great thing to wake up to. Felt an actual flutter in my chest. Thank you so much, everyone! And apologies for how Elias' hair keeps subtly changing. You always kind of figure out exactly how a character looks and how to draw them as you go along with sequential art. It, funny enough, largely comes from figuring out their acting (so lots and lots of different angles and features that need to shift/change slightly to carry the weight of looking like they should feel, for lack of a better way to describe it ) At any rate, glad to see people are excited for chapter 3! next update will be next week, and will be a two page spread.

#solivaga #yackin #it isn't the first time by a long shot that I've woken up to see my inbox full of soli notifs #but that usually only happens when I'm actively updating the comic or have posted a new big fancy illustration #that dies down considerably ofc when we're at a between chapter pause because old fandom work has the power to stay searchably relevant #and it's probably common for comic authors to worry that if they don't get back to updating ASAP they'll come back to no audience #so coming back with the main storyline of chapter 3 and a couple of preview snippets filling my notifs for this project that I love so much #definitely made me happy #there's just a joy in sharing something important to you and introducing characters and their stories to others #ofc I say all of this and have been going through my askbox like an absolute slug lol #if I could choose the world's most niche and specific superpower I would ask to split my creative attention when i'm really deep in it #but my brain demands to Live in the Scene when writing it or drawing very acting-heavy or important scenes #and I become Slug #Rat slug #new animal for the veil

[sugurusdiscordmoderator]

Halo bby! <3

Do u perhaps take request? I have been thinking about husband!gojo who feels offended after wife!reader told him about how men can only ejaculate 3 times a day after after she saw it on facebook :3 So Satoru had to cum in wifey more than what she believes because the truth is better than rumours, right? 🤔

hi anon! my inbox is always open for requests (it just might take me a little to finish them lol)

Sorry I’ve been working on this for like 3 weeks lol, I am going to take a break from writing Gojo for a little after this though (:

I didn’t proof read this my apologies

MDNI

cw: smut lmao, handjob, 69, riding, missionary, doggy, daddy kink (oops), shower sex, etc.

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You scroll through your Facebook feed, when an article from Cosmopolitan magazine pops up called “How To Make Your Man Orgasm Better”. You read through some of it, not really absorbing much until you see an actual doctor’s name listed as research for the article. I mean of course if there’s a penis doctor listed in this article it must be legit!

‘Generally, a person with a penis can orgasm no more than 3 times a day. It can become painfully overstimulating the penis after that I’m afraid. In fact over 80% of this study shows that the person with the penis could not go longer than one orgasm, and 95% could not continue after the second one. That leaves just 5% of the population able to orgasm a third time in a day. There is the possibility for an asymptote - a line that never actually reaches zero although approaching it rapidly after the number 3.’

After reading through the article you decide to scroll through the comments, reading about middle aged women’s sex lives and how their husbands are rather bad at being intimate.

But oh, you could not relate.

After all, you are married to the Satoru Gojo. As a newer married couple with no kids, the two of you fuck at least once a day, usually after work or before bed. You like to get a little more creative on weekends, with morning sex, shower sex, kitchen counter, couch (and just about any surface in the house he can bend you over he’s already fucked you on). You guys can have sex for hours, pulling multiple orgasms from you, but the most he’s ever came in a day is three! So that doctor must have been right.

Just then, your lovely husband Satoru comes home to your beautiful little house, strolling in with a smile on his face like usual. He sits his bag down and takes off his blindfold before making his way over to you and kissing the top of your head where you sit on the couch.

“Hi baby, how was your day?” he asks

“Good, I was just reading a medical article!” You giggle mischievously, getting up to join him in the kitchen with your phone in hand.

“You can read?!” He sarcastically responds, pretending to be shocked before coming up behind you to hug you. This time he kisses the side of your head near your temple, smelling your freshly done hair and you can smell the remnants of his cologne that he sprayed before leaving this morning. “What were ya reading baby?” He kindly asks, not joking this time.

“Well this doctor says guys can cum at most three times a day! And I was thinking about it and even when we stay in bed all day on the weekends having sex the maximum you’ve hit is 3 so it must be true!”

Your husband breaks out laughing, a truly angelic sound, but you’re not quite sure what he’s laughing at. He breaks your hug turning you around to face him with his hands on your shoulders.

“Oh. You actually weren’t joking.” He says reading the expression on your face.

“No babe. Here read it!” You shove your phone towards him with the article pulled up. He reads the same paragraph as above and makes a mental note of the doctors name and credentials and thinks about how he’s going to contact him once he proves this theory wrong.

“Oh, interesting babe. Since you’re so into these ‘medical’ articles you find on cosmopolitan, why don’t we test this theory for ourselves?”

You giggle and blush at his sentiment, still getting shy when initiating sex even after being together for 5 years! You close the distance between your bodies, wrapping your arms around your husbands neck and pulls him down for a kiss.

“Yes please” you whisper against his lips. Satoru deepens the kiss, taking control over you like always. He continues kissing you and backing you up until your back reaches the refrigerator. He plants kisses all over your face before moving down to your neck.

“Y’know, I think we’ll have to make me orgasm all different ways for it to count. Something about a control variable.” Satoru mumbles against your neck.

You’d protest but your pretty little head is thinking about the way his mouth is on your sensitive spot, too horny to shut him up. He pats the back of your thighs for you to jump into his grasp, and you do wrapping your legs around him like a koala. The two of you continue your passionate make out before heading to the bedroom.

Leading you to the gorgeous master bedroom satoru closes the door behind you even though nobody else is there. He begins unbuttoning his jacket and throws it on the floor followed by his undershirt and black jeans. He lays back, his stiff member pulling his boxer briefs tight as he looks over to you expectantly. You waltz closer to the bed, only wearing your matching silk tank top and short set that satoru bought multiple of and loves so much.

He bought every pastel color and loves when he can see your somehow always hardened nipples through the silky fabric. Today’s outfit was baby blue, which happened to be his favorite. Being Satoru’s housewife really isn’t so bad, he makes good money and takes care of you in every way. You just can’t help but be submissive to him when he asks you to wear certain things or cook a certain food. For this man, you threw feminism out the window, and oh how he knew that.

Satoru pulls you onto his lap, looking up at you with those stupidly beautiful eyes as he gently squeezes your hip. “Cmon princess let’s start this experiment,” he winks at you before helping you take off your tank top.

While yes, you play a submissive role in your relationship, he doesn’t always dominate you in the bedroom.

That being said, you roll off satoru so you are laying beside him, leaning to him to resume your steamy make out session.

“Mmm.. I love making out with you, we need to do this more,” he mumbles against your lips. You “mhm” in agreement before proceeding to enter your tongue into his mouth. One hand grips into his white locks while the other reaches down to rub his erection through his boxer briefs. He moans at your touch, reaching his slender arm around you and firmly grabs ahold of your ass, as if you would run away. Satoru takes over the kiss a little more, but as you’re still trying to be in control you stick your hand inside his underwear, rubbing your thumb against his slit.

You break the kiss so he can lower the underwear, before spiting on your hand to lube his shaft as your soft hand runs up and down. He shudders and rolls his eyes back, putting both of his hands behind his head, showing off his sculpted physique completed by the tufts of white hair on his armpits.

You try your best to talk dirty to your lover, being shy in bed like usual is not going to work if you want to make him cum more than 3 times.

“Such a pretty cock belonging to my pretty man”

Satoru knows he’s in for a wild ride when you start to talk seductively. It doesn’t happen often because while you’re vocal in bed… it doesn’t usually include words or full sentences. 😉

You keep eye contact with your lover while you rub your thumb in circles against his sensitive spot, on the back side of the shaft where it meets the head. He lets out a mixture of a whimper and moan while closing his eyes. You add the dripping precum to the tip of his cock will you rub him up and down just like he had shown you previously. He likes when you start towards the middle and rotate up and down, not too fast and not too slow, but not too much pressure and not too light of a touch. He openly told you before that you weren’t very good with the whole handjob concept even though you’re basically professional at everything else, and so he went into great detail, and now you can really make the man quiver.

You sit up, moving so you can use both hands, because his balls look just a little too neglected. You straddle his left leg, allowing him to feel your bare soaking pussy against him. He grunts at the new feelings, getting to be too much for him to handle.

“Baby please make me cum,” he whines as you start to grind yourself on his leg, matching the rhythm that you’re stroking his length. Your other hand gently caresses his full sack, you know he will be cumming so much tonight and you cannot wait.

“Satoru, baby, please? Cum for me?” You let out a small moan as he rubs his leg against you for some extra friction, which simply sends him over the edge. Looking into your big sweetly innocent eyes he shoots his seed all over his abs. Neither of you even look at his cock when he cums, too mesmerized by the lust contained within the eye contact.

Finally, you let go of his penis as he catches his breath with his eyes closed. You want to give him some time to recover but not too much, because it will mess up the variable data!

“My sweet, are you ready for more?” You ask innocently already devising a plan for what you’ll do to him next.

“Whatever you want princess,” he breathes out finally opening his eyes when he has caught his breath.

You try to remain confident as you shift your weight off of his leg and swing your body around.

“Can I sit on your face please baby?” You ask again sounding way too innocent for the words coming out of your mouth. Satoru lets out a moan at the unexpected question, his cock growing hard again.

“Please, fuck yes, please let me make you feel good,” Satoru begs, grabbing your legs to help you get adjusted.

“No baby, I want to face the other way.”

“Oh,” Satoru breathes out, knowing what is coming next.

You get adjusted, your warm soaking cunt hovering over your husbands mouth, thinking about how long it has been since you’ve done this position, surely it won’t take him long to reach peak number 2.

Satoru wastes no time diving in like a starved man. That is the thing about your husband, is he loves pleasuring you almost more than he likes being pleasured himself. Seeing and hearing and feeling you feel good drives him crazy, being the reason he loves sixty-nine so much.

Pulling out all the stops tonight you lean down, licking a strip down Satoru’s abdomen, the exact line where all of his previous cum was. You lick from the bottom of his pecs down the whole way until you reach the base of his dick, proceeding to lick a stripe up and wrap your lips around his tip.

“Oh my fucking god baby that was the hottest thing ever”

Now he really starts eating you out with a passion, tongue circling your clit before plunging in your hole. You attempt to match the bobbing of your mouth on his cock but he simply goes too fast. You come off his cock to let out a guttural moan of his name, which only eggs him on further.

“I’m - I’m not going to last long - ahhha - if you keep that up S’toruuu”

“Mhmmm,” he hums against your clit, knowing how good the vibrations feel for you.

You close your eyes before going back down on his cock, feeling him twitch as you messily tongue his tip.

“-m sensitive hmm” a muffled Satoru says but you don’t care. Using your previously covered in cum hand, you run up and down his shaft while moving down to suck on his balls. This sends toe curling electricity through his body, and he reaches his arm around your thigh so he can access your tight hole with his thumb. Sucking and licking while you feel his thick thumb being sucked into you. Being as turned on as you were, a first orgasm is almost instantly ripped from you, catching both of you off guard but you moan against Satoru’s balls. The combination of feeling you convulse against his thumb plus the sensitive state of his dick in your hand sends Satoru over the edge, but he at least gets to give you a warning.

“Cummin for ya again baby please take it all,” he says barely coherent being so overtaken by pleasure. You attach your lips back to his tip and finish sucking him off until you feel cum stop coming out. You try to get off of him as gracefully as you can, moving to lay down for a minute to give you both some air. You look at the lower half of his face as he licks his lips, and you hold out your tongue showing him you swallowed all of it.

“Cmere pretty girl,” he murmurs, wrapping his right arm around your shoulders and pulling your sweaty bodies close.

“Don’t get too comfortable my baby were only half done, at least,” you smile up at him and watch as he realizes you really weren’t kidding earlier.

Once you’ve recovered from your orgasm, you crawl back on top of Satoru, but this time straddling his pelvis, his semi-hard cock under you. He still looks a little out of breath, but you’re going to do all the work so he doesn’t need to worry right?

You grind your soft wet folds against his growing erection, “can I have it in my sweet pussy this time baby?” You ask doing your best to give him puppy eyes. His eyes roll to the back of his head, humping his hips up a little to give more friction.

“You can have anything you want Princess, you’re being such a vocal good girl t’night,” he sounds out of breath, whiney, and desperate as he watches you reach your hand down to line him up with you. You smile as you playfully rub his tip on your clit.

His hands cover his face, “please. Please stop teasing me, please baby,”

Without further notice you slip him inside, slippery from the previous orgasm Satoru ripped from you.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck,” he whispers before a porn like moan courses through him, “y/n I’m so sensitive, I don’t think I can do it!”

You slowly ride and grind up and down his shaft, one hand on his chest to support you, the other rubbing at your clit. “Please, daddy… for me?” You emphasize that word, knowing being called that drives your husband crazy.

Satoru’s large skinny hands find the squishy sides of your hips and he squeezes hard. Not that he meant to, but there will definitely be 10 small oval bruises on your ass and hips tomorrow.

“Say it again…” he moans.

“Say what again?” You smile innocently, batting your eyelashes. With that he lifts one hand off your hip and lashes out a spank on your ass check, making your tight hole clench down on him more.

“You know what I meant.” God, something just slightly feral comes out of Gojo when you play so innocent but also act so seductive for him, especially when he hears that word from your lips.

“Daddy, I need two more orgasms from you, please?” You whine as you find a particularly good spot that his cock is rubbing inside you. It’s like your words revived Satoru’s stamina, firmly grabbing your hips again before helping you lift off and on him at almost inhuman speed. Each thrust goes so deep in you, you think you feel it in your stomach. A few more hard thrusts and he is pulling you off of him, and pushing you straight back so your back is on the bed now. He hovers above you, reclaiming his dominance, before pushing back into you with both legs dangling off his shoulders. You know he is holding out as long as he can, but he’s going to want you to cum first so he can feel you clench around his cock and push him over the edge. He leans down kissing your lips, forehead, and cheek before whispering seductively, “such a good girlll,” while emphasizing the last two words with two particularly rough thrusts. He continues his praises inbetween licks and sucks on your neck

“You looked so pretty on top princess but I just had to have my way with you,” before he leans down to suck which will surely leave a hickey. When he comes back up for air he breathlessly groans,

“And you just taste so good and your throat knows my cock so well!” You think he may be slightly going insane and wonder if orgasm numbers 3 and 4 are necessary. Moaning with him, he knows you love his dirty talk because he can feel you squeeze his cock without trying.

Satoru fucks into you with relentless speed, causing your chest to bounce up and down, and all you can do is grip onto his shoulders and let your toes curl from pleasure.

“Mmm, daddy, g’na cum for you,” you barely breathe out, getting closer to the edge as your back arches off the bed. At this he puts your legs together and pushes them back towards you, knowing exactly how to hit your favorite spot in this position.

“Come on princess, cum for daddy, that’s it,” he groans, temporarily forgetting about his overstimulated cock while being so focused on your eyes rolled back and mouth hanging open in pleasure. Just a few more thrusts and he has you squeezing his dick so tight, he knows he won’t last much longer. Your orgasm hits you, not even able to control the beautiful sounds coming out of your mouth, face red, tears threatening to spill from pure bliss. Satoru slowed his pace to let you finish your orgasm before pounding into you harder than before

“Sa-tor-u” his name comes out of your mouth broken up not being able to catch your breath.

“I-I’m gonna - toru!” Being fucking into overstimulation has made you squirt all over Satoru’s cock and lower abdomen, which puts him over the edge, two more hard thrusts before he pauses, spilling his third load of the evening into your throbbing cunt.

His breathing heavy, sweat making his usually fluffy white hair stick to his forehead and his whole body seems to be glowing from the shine of sweat covering him. God you feel so bad for him but also do you really? As he’s said before “your pussy is heaven” so like it’s not really bad that you’re giving it to him…

“Let’s get you in the shower hun,” you whisper next to his ear, having plans for how you can get at least one more orgasm out of him. Still huffing, he gets up and his glorious skinny body looks so beautiful you feel yourself getting horny again. At least you weren’t as tired as your husband!

You set out 3 fluffy clean towels from the linen closet and turn the shower on a good temperature. Satoru has his arms wrapped around you from behind as you both wait for the water to warm up. “I love you,” he says, kissing the top of your head.

“Love you too, Toru” you smile up at him, turning around in his grasp. You kiss him sensually slowly at first, on your tippy toes gently rubbing your fingers along his cheek and neck. You deepen the kiss, knowing exactly how your husband loves it. He reaches down, each hand grabbing each ass cheek and squeezing before giving you a light spank, causing you to giggle.

“Naughty girl, still haven’t had enough?” He asks down to you. Without responding you gently wrap your had around him and pull him into your beautiful giant shower. The water is perfectly hot , making your eyes roll back in relaxation. You pull Satoru under the water taking care of him first. He turns into your big baby, leaning down to let you shampoo his hair and wash his body. When you get to clean his pelvis area you gently lather his soft penis with soap. He whimpers just from you touching it, but you have to clean it! Next you fondle his balls, massaging the soap in. His erection slowly starts to grow again and you know orgasm number 4 won’t be too far away.

“My turn,” you say looking up at him and turning around so you ass rubs up against his hardening member.

Satoru pumps a generous amount of your fancy smelling body wash onto your pink loofa, his frontside still pressed up against your backside. His long arms maneuver around your smaller frame, using all his energy to make sure he washes you in every hard to reach spot, only detaching himself when he had to wash your back and ass. He ignores the boner that impossibly came back after cumming 3 times already, and thought you didn’t notice.

He opts to hang the loofa back up and uses his hands to sensually rub the soap in, starting with your tits, although they needed no extra attention. Your nipples have always been sensitive in the best way, so when he starts rubbing them you can’t help but feel your core heat up again.

“Spread your legs hun,” he whispers, barely able to hear it over the running water. You do as satoru tells you, and he runs his hands down from your chest to your folds, making sure the area is soapy and clean. Your eyes close, leaning your head back against his chest while he massages your slightly tender pussy.

You take this opportunity to reach behind you, grabbing your husbands hardened shaft, and lining it up with your slick cunt.

“Baby…” he groans, voice laced with concern.

“Shhh, it’s okay I’m going to take care of you,” you answer back and with that, push yourself back onto his cock. You both moan in unison at the connection, like a melody between the differences in your voices. You can tell Satoru is tired by his rather lazy thrusts, so you hold onto the shower wall in front of you, fucking yourself back onto him. He is back there whining and groaning uncontrollably, being such a trooper for letting you do this experiment on him.

He puts his hand over yours on the wall, while snaking his other around your waist and under you to rub at your swollen clit. Immediately when he touches it you gasp, not realizing just how sensitive it was from this evening’s fun.

“-hmygod, don’t squeeze me like that,” Satoru whimpers, you turn your head to the side to see his eyes squeezed shut, a blush covering his whole face and chest, and his abs flexing over and over.

Seeing your hot husband so worked up is just the ammunition you needed to finish this last round. You ask him to sit on the little stone bench you have in the shower, which the two of you don’t utilize enough. He sits and you turn around, reverse cowgirl, and bounce up and down with as much energy as you can.

You didn’t even realize how loud your own moans had gotten, his hands on your waist, with yours resting on his knees.

“Please Satoru, let go for me, cum for me please,” you babble and moan with your head empty. Satoru is completely pussy drunk and fucked out in a way you’ve never seen him before.

“Love you ‘Toru,” you moan out as you reach your last peak and the combination of words and friction send him over the edge. He nearly convulses, gripping your hips to the point it actually kind of hurts. No moans, whimpers, or grunts can even come out of his mouth at this point, his jaw is just slack and eyes pressed shut.

You still on his lap, he leans forward and presses his head against your shoulder, and you think you may have made him pass out.

“Babe, cmn, let’s get you out of the shower.” You stand up turning around to see your husband in all his glory, looking half dead on the shower bench with his cock softened and red. You give him and yourself one more rinse over to get the last rounds residue off and turn the water off. You help Satoru stand, although nearly a head above your height, he wraps his arms around your shoulders and lets you guide him out. You wrap his fluffy extra large towel around him and he slowly grabs the edges, just standing there letting water drip off and making no attempt to dry himself. You wrap your hair in a towel, and quickly dry your body off, tired yes, but not nearly as worn out as your husband.

You look over to him, head thrown back, holding onto the towel. You decide to pamper him for the rest of the evening, drying him off, putting his usual hair product in for him, helping him put on a clean pair of boxer briefs and crawl into bed. It’s not even 8 pm and the sun is just starting to set, you giggle but he hasn’t eaten dinner since being home from work. For christs sake he hasn’t had dessert either. He rolls onto his side scrolling through his phone as you get yourself dressed and brush through your hair.

You kiss his forehead and he tiredly smiles up at you. “Thank you babe,” you whisper, “you helped me prove that article wrong.”

His eyes roll jokingly, “well thanks to your damn article I don’t think my dick is going to work for a few days, so who’s loss is it really?”

You ignore his question, “do you want takeout babe? Are you hungry?”

“Can I just have ice cream..?” He squints up at you like a kid asking their parent to have dessert without finishing their vegetables.

“I guess..” it’s your turn to roll your eyes at him, “stay here I know how you like it.” That brings a smile to his face, snuggling into your cozy bed.

You leave the room to head to the kitchen and Satoru goes back on his phone. He googles the doctors name from the article that he noted to himself earlier and finds the email address.

Dear Doctor Yeager,

Please note that my partner and I experimented after reading your article, and I would like to inform you I am an outlier, and finished four times before nearly passing out. If you would like to do any tests on me please let me know.

- world famous Satoru Gojo

he pushes the send button as you walk back in with his ice cream.

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[spectersgirl]

heyyy!! so i just started s5 of suits and (spoiler if you haven’t seen it!!!!) harvey’s panic attacks were introduced after donna left and IM HURTING FOR HIM. but i think that’s such great angst material lol so if you’re still taking requests maybe something with that?

Hiiiii friends!

I know I've been gone for... quite a while... but I'm hoping to start writing more frequently again! I've undergone some massive life changes over the last few months and the stress of that basically caused me to completely burn out creatively. That being said, I have a TONNN of requests in my inbox and a few of them are generally in this same realm, so I will be using all of them for this piece, I hope that's okay with you all <3

The other requests were

"soft harvey just around his girl in a tense moment?!"

"hiii! i love your writing! i was wondering if you could write a fic where harvey had like a bad day at work and he just goes home and collapses onto the reader. like just hugs and softness and cuddles galore!"

I referenced actual events and lines from the show but changed up the context a little bit, obviously.

I appreciate you all for reading my work and liking it enough to request anything from me. I've never had such a positive response to anything I've created before, so this all means the world to me. Truly, thank you :')

Be With You

Harvey Specter x Reader

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It was nearly 11pm and you were teetering on sleep, having worked all day and come home to do a much-needed cleaning of your apartment followed by a glass of wine, when your phone loudly pinged on the nightstand. You fumbled for it and turned on the small bedside lamp next to you. You smiled when you saw it was your boyfriend, probably just saying goodnight, you'd assumed.

"Hey, can I come over? Please? I really need to see you right now."

A pit formed in your stomach reading the words on your screen. Though you hadn't been dating Harvey all that long, you'd spent a lot of time together, but he'd never sent a message like that.

"Of course, is everything okay?"

You couldn't help but worry, it was simply in your nature. You stared at the bubbles that indicated he was typing, which seemed to take an eternity.

"Not really, it's been a rough day and I just really need you."

Your heart lurched, Harvey had rough days all the time as a lawyer, but none had caused this response from him. You wondered what could've possibly happened. You got up, going back out into the living room and took a seat on the couch as you lit your electric fireplace with a remote.

"I'm sorry :( come over whenever, I'll unlock the door for you."

You did just that and looked down at the pajamas you'd chosen, just some shorts and a tank top. You decided they were fine enough for Harvey to see you in. You busied yourself with some TV to pass the time until he arrived. He was there in 20 minutes, and you immediately clocked the visible exhaustion on his face as he walked inside.

He dropped his jacket onto the couch without saying a word. You opened your arms for him as he walked to you and wrapped himself around you in a hug that felt like he was clinging to you for dear life. You stroked the hair at the back of his neck as he breathed you in, and you felt that he had been sweating.

"Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?" You asked hesitantly, still cradled in his strong arms.

He shook his head before pulling back, allowing you to really look at him now. His eyes looked like he'd been crying, and his cheeks were flushed. Your heart plummeted into your stomach.

"Not right now, I just need to be with you." He said, his voice slightly hoarse.

You nodded and sat with him on the couch, laying your head on his chest while you listened to his heartbeat. He absentmindedly stroked your hair while staring into the fireplace, debating on whether he wanted to fully open up about everything that was on his mind.

When he finally spoke, his voice was laced with nerves, and you sat up at full attention.

"I... A while back, right before I met you, Donna had left my desk to go and work for Louis. When that happened, I started having panic attacks. It felt like I couldn't think, couldn't breathe, it just completely took over my entire body until it passed. She came back to work for me, and then I met you, and I think that combination helped me tremendously."

You nodded, listening as he continued.

"I didn't want to tell you about it because I didn't want you to worry or make you think I was weak, and since I stopped having them, I didn't think it was important anymore, but today... I had another one."

"Harvey, I would never think you were weak for being honest about your feelings or your struggles. I'd like to think you'd be understanding and supportive of me if I was going through the same thing."

"Of course I would!" He said definitively.

"Exactly. So, do you want to talk about it? Or do you want to sit some more?"

He sighed and ran his free hand through his hair.

"Donna told me she didn't want to be on my desk anymore, she said she wanted more. I get that, but I just don't know how I'm going to do what I do without her help."

"Did she say what she meant by 'more'?" You asked softly.

"She said she didn't know."

Harvey hung his head slightly, looking down at the floor. You could tell how much this was affecting him, normally he had all the answers and didn't sweat about getting what he wanted, but this time felt different. You knew how much he and Donna had been through for them to get to this point, so it never occurred to you that someday she might want to leave her position. You idly rubbed circles on his back.

"Maybe you can still give her more and keep her at the firm with you?" You suggested, desperately trying to come up with a solution to soothe the pain you knew he was in.

"I'd love that, but ultimately if she wants to go, I have no choice but to let her."

You sighed and laid your head on his shoulder, you yawned and briefly closed your eyes as he placed a kiss on the top of your head.

"You tired?" Harvey asked softly, suddenly noticing that it was long past the time you normally went to bed.

You nodded, sitting up again.

"Yeah, but I knew you needed me." You answered, looking up at him as you grabbed his hand, kissing the back of it.

"I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to keep you up." He replied, feeling guiltier than he had when he walked in. The time hadn't even registered to him after the day he'd had.

"No, no. It's okay, this is what partners do. You should be able to lean on one another, it's a balance. I'm glad you trust me and our relationship enough to want me to be with you for this while you process. Now, are you sleeping here with me or are we going back to your place? Because I know you, and I know you won't admit you don't want to sleep alone tonight."

Harvey smiled weakly before he pulled you in for a soft kiss.

"I love you, Y/N. So much." He whispered against your lips when the kiss broke.

The admission made your heart skip a beat. Neither of you had said the L word yet, but you knew from the moment you saw him that he was it for you. Harvey had felt the same but didn't want to come off as some crazy boyfriend that knew you for all of five minutes, so he buried those feelings deep down for as long as he could bare.

"I love you too, Harvey." You said, a smile growing on your lips.

"Let's stay here tonight, I don't want to spend another second not in a bed with the wonderful, gorgeous, brilliant, selfless woman that I love." Harvey declared, standing and taking you with him.

"Uh oh, you're gonna make me cry." You warned, sensing the impending waterworks.

"I'm just getting started."

#harvey specter #harvey specter suits #harvey specter x reader #suits fics #harveyspecter #request #suits #we're so back

[just-antithings]

This happened a long time ago but I'm still bitter about it so I wrote this

In the peak of covid I started writing fanfic it was really cringe worthy self-indulgent oc×character 10k fic on ao3 that got like 10 kudos but it was my baby Anyways everything was going well until some anti read it and decided to criticize my work , and wow were they creative there "criticism" was absolutely something

1- the anti took issue with my oc being a black masculine woman saying that I was potraying racist stereotypes of black woman

*I am a masculine black woman btw I guess my existence it now a bad stereotype now*

2- oc's father the abuser showed signs of schizophrenia so I was demonizing people with mental illness

*this character was inspired by my abusive father , funny enough my dad wasn't diagnosed yet when I made the fic so I guess this random anti successfully diagnosed my dad before he even went to a therapist

3 I was fetishazing lesbian relationships

*to this day I don't know what the anti ment by that it wasn't even smut the oc and the character only kissed once and I'm a fucking lesbian*

After that they found my tumblr made a callout post and let my inbox be flooded by death threats by other antis until I deleted the fic I lived a whole year thinking the police will knock on my door because I dared to write a fanfic (wich it funny now but terrifying for a 15 year old)

*My biggest problem with the whole thing is the Anti was fucking straight white girl in her 20s like wtf*

that's why I take issue whenever when an anti cries racism about fanfiction , I don't trust them to know the difference between racism and not liking a specific charictistic (or they know just but know people will be more likely to send threats to someone if they used racism as a shield)

Like moments ago I stumbled apon a post calling z fandom racist for making a black character top because that inforces bad stereotypes of black men being aggressive to then stumble apon another post calling fandom y racist for making the black character bottom because black people shouldn't submit to white men (like wtf)

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#mod erin #ask #just anti things #posted without comment

[mahikamihan]

🎃 dtblr spooky shenanigans abound!🕯

the people have spoken! we are having a dtblr trick or treat around October 29-November 3!

Some ground rules are as follows:

You send a mutual or a fellow dream/dream team/dteam-adjacent blog an ask "🦇 trick or treat! 🎃" in any way, shape or form. Write a short prompt, add some emojis with your message, let wherever your creativity takes you!

If they answer trick, that means they're letting you know that they don't want to be bothered. Send them a little nice message ("hope you have a good halloween!"), a fun dream team picture or meme, and be on your way!

If they answer treat, they are letting you know that you can send them full art, an unfinished sketch, doodle, drabble, fic snippets, poetry, web weave or whatever creative thing you want to make. Preferably Halloween themed! Bonus points if it's halloween and dream team-themed! You can send your lovely gift through another ask, or make a post and tag them in it <3

Blogs be sure you have "allow asks with media" toggled on in your blog if you want people to send you their gifts directly on your inbox. doesn't have to be anything big! (here are some sneaky peeks of what im drawing as my gifts)

I encourage you to use #dtblrtot2023 to tag your works or asks, so other people can see your treats. I'll try to look at the tag regularly and reblog those as much as I can as well

add content warnings when necessary! some example to look out for: horror, spiders, blood, eyestrain, etc. Some people love those kinds of things, some are more sensitive, so be very careful and respectful when you make or share work of those styles. I personally love receiving them, but there's a time and place for it, so I'm drawing cutesy doodles as my gifts

lastly, have fun! this is a great time to show off your amazing art skills, or (if you're like me) share your scuffed doodle skills with absolutely no judgement. and if anyone tells you your art is ugly or bad they are catching these hands

Have a Happy Halloween!!! :D

#dtblrtot2023 #dtblr #dreamblr #dreamwastaken #sapnap #georgenotfound #dteam #dream tream #dteamblr #dwtblr #404blr #pandasblr #i would love it if you guys share this post whether you join or not <3

[honeyhotteoks]

hi everyone ♡ a little about where i've been and why i'm not posting....

so... it's no secret that i fell off the face of the earth when it comes to writing, and for that i just want to apologize. i know a lot of you have been waiting for the next chapter of tnt, further aurora updates, or just looking forward to some smutty kinktober one-shots...... but to be completely honest i haven't written in a little while.

i've been trying to but i keep coming up short, and i've been avoiding this blog ever since because i just feel bad for not being able to give you guys the stories you're waiting for. for that reason, i essentially took a creative break and decided not to respond to any messages about writing. i know that kind of sucks, but i know myself and i didn't want to promise "soon" when i knew that wasn't true.

i'm starting slowly to work on things again, and i really hope i'll be able to share some of that work with you soon, but genuinely i just needed space from working on fic and to be honest..... from the fandom. i love being an atiny, but there was a swell of negativity on twitter for a while and i've been feeling a little uninspired with the past year of content and endless touring and it all combined into me putting things off.

i'm also................................ much more of a multi now.... which i really never thought would happen but here we are. i have no idea if i'll actually start writing for any of those groups, but if i do, i hope some of you also enjoy those groups and you stick with me. a little blurb about my new biases and the groups i'm now following, etc. is at the bottom of this post.

as far as what's going on with my ateez work? here's a quick recap:

this night together: still in progress, i have ~4 chapters finished, but chap ten and some of the time skips have me a little stuck. once i iron that out and finish out the last 2-3 chapters after the arc that's written, i'll get back to posting. at this point i'd like to have it done so i can release it confidently and as a complete story. into the aurora: i have about half of book one edited, which will include some new scenes / cleaned up scenes, but nothing crazy. i'd like to start updating old chapters once everything is finalized. book two is.... slow going. i'm hoping a breath of fresh air will help, but it's still my goal to come back to these characters. one-shots: i have about 4-5 ateez one-shots that are half written. my plan is to finish these and release them as inspiration strikes to wrap them up.

thank you all for your patience, and all of your kind messages. so many people have checked in on me both anon and not, and even if i haven't responded it's meant so much as i work on coming back to writing. i may not be able to respond to all the messages since so many of them are in my inbox, but slowly i may chip away at them

i'll see you all very soon~

(so chai multi era.... in a whirlwind of discovering other kpop groups..... i've ended up a carat, a stay, a moa, and a hidden kard. again, no idea if i'll ever write for any of these groups, but.... my biases are below so who knows)

seventeen - s.coups (regularly wrecked by hip hop line + dino) stray kids - lee know + hyunjin txt - soobin (are we surprised tho) kard - bm + jiwoo (but also like basically ot4 let's be real here)

♡

#honeyhotteoks updates #i love you all i hope i can get my ish together soon #also if you see me start to reblog non ateez fic recs...... #we're in the chai multi era #surprise???????

[writingquestionsanswered]

so I want to start writing but I don’t know where and how to start writing. Any tips??

Where (and How) to Start Writing

1 - Start by filling your "creative well."

Writers are storytellers, but you can't tell stories if you have no stories to tell. That's why it's so important to fill your "creative well" by becoming an observer of life and consuming the stories unfolding around you. My guide to Filling Your Creative Well will help you with that.

2 - Learn about the different types of writing.

"Writing" doesn't just mean being a novelist. You could write fan-fiction, short stories, plays, poetry, screenplays, songs... you can journal, write a memoir, write non-fiction, write children's books, blog, become a journalist, or write op-eds. You can be a copy writer, technical writer, ghost writer, biographer, critic, essayist... Where and how you start depends on what type of writer you want to be. You can research the type of writing that interests you to learn the best way to start.

3 - Journal or do some writing prompts.

Regardless of the type of writer you want to be, a great way to start is by doing some daily journaling and/or doing writing prompts. Both options will help you practice things like sentence structure, description, grammar, and punctuation. You can find all sorts of free writing prompt resources right here on tumblr, as well as all over the internet, and there are also some great writing prompt books out there. Or, you may choose instead to journal about your day, your thoughts and feelings, or random subjects that pop into your head.

4 - Learn how stories generally work.

If you want to write fiction--whether that's fan-fiction, short stories, or long fiction like novellas and novels, it's important to learn how stories generally work. I say "generally" because there are many different kinds of stories and exactly how stories work can vary across time and place. However, there are a lot of general basics that tend to apply to modern popular stories. You can learn about those here: Beginning a New Story Guide: Starting a New (Long Fiction) Story How to Move a Story Forward

You might also find the following posts to be helpful: Want to Write but Can’t Come Up with a Plot It’s Never Too Late to Become a Writer Where to Go from Initial Book Idea

And finally, you can take a look through my master list of posts for additional help. :)

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[1shirt2shirtredshirtdeadshirt]

I woke up this morning and saw I had a message in my inbox on AO3, presumably about by new fic, and was excited to see the feedback.

When I read what they wrote it was a small comment that said "stop using sudowrite".

Had no idea what that even means, so I had to look it up and found out it's some form of a writing AI.

Absolutely fuming.

I want to make something abundantly clear right now:

I have not been hand writing and editing all of my own stories, hundreds of pages worth of personally hand written or hand typed content for the past 16 years, only to get accused of using any form of lazy ass writing AI now.

This is what I love to do. For fun.

I put in a lot of unpaid time, creativity and energy into my writing and editing. The only thing I ask for in return is participation from the fandoms I love, be it via thoughtful feedback or valid criticisms.

But this is neither of those things. This is just an outright, baseless lie against the art that I have worked so hard to make myself, and I won't be undermined or discredited.

There's anger, and then there's whatever space I am occupying well past it right now.

It's infuriating to pour hours of my love, thought and creativity into original content only to have someone come out of nowhere and try to tell me I've been having an AI do it, especially 16 years deep.

Bitch please.

I also found out that app came out in 2020 . . . As I mentioned, I published my first K/S story in 2008 as Ruby JW on the K/S archives, and my first fanfic on fanfic.net was published in 2007 as luigi_is_stellar.

I invite anyone to peruse my decades-long collection of independent content that I have single-handedly accomplished well before such an app even existed, then come back to me and try to tell me that what I do here isn't authentic.

I don't usually get spicy, but when it comes to the art I spend hours writing and drawing independently with my own blood sweat and tears, yeah. I'm going to get spicy.

I do far too much unpaid work out of passion and love for this fandom to have such a serious accusation flung my way out of nowhere.

It's the first time in my 16 years of writing for this fandom that I've ever been accused of plagiarism, and you best trust and believe that I don't take that accusation lightly. I work too damn hard to let someone discredit the work I do personally in such a baseless manner.

Anyway, that was discouraging AF. I am boggled to learn that AI writing is even a thing, no less someone coming out of the woodwork to try to accuse me of using it 16 years into story publishing when I literally teach academic honesty and writing ethics in my line of paid work as an English professional.

Genuinely: Do you know who you're talking to?

A bit of background on me:

I come from a not-so-wealthy family who could not afford to pay to put me through school -- I paid for that all on my own. I had to earn my University English degree, one of four University degrees I hold on my own work and pay alone, without so much as a tutoring session or handout from home.

Not once would I have jeopardized everything I worked so hard and paid for out of my own pocket as a poor ass uni student working two jobs and doing night classes just to phone it in plagiarizing, not on one ounce of my work.

That was all me.

I've handwritten 3 MLA essays in under three hour exams BACK TO BACK, immediately followed by back-to-back Biology exams & a final lab where I ALSO had to write multiple essays and switch from MLA to APA mode within the span of 6 hours.

Those were all bound in handwritten yellow booklets well before we ever had Google Docs, Grammarly, formatting suggestions, or even regularly brought/had access to laptops in UNI. I did my work by hand.

I earned my degrees in English and Biology AT THE SAME TIME before I even turned 24. I earned a double major handwriting my own work papers like my life depended on it, and you actually think I'm about to phone it in now?

Step to me like that again, young blood. I ain't the one.😂

Anyway, I digress.

Ya girl ain't here to fight BC y'all know I tend to be very easygoing, full of humour, and I love to joke around in the fandom. I'm pretty wide open to opposing opinions or even criticisms. But this is unfounded slander, and I won't be taking that on the chin.

When it comes to my work, I take that very seriously, and I don't play around. My late father once told me that "The work you do and the degrees you earn are yours and yours alone, they can never take that education from you." I live by that sentiment, and have done so by putting forth honest work.

Be it paid or unpaid work, it's my work. Periodt.

It is an unfathomably disheartening and insulting message to receive as someone who writes all their own stuff themselves, draws all their own fanart themselves, does their own photo edits themselves, edits their writing themselves, and has never even used so much as a single outside beta reader/editor for my work. Not once. The art, the writing, the editing -- It's all me.

Bottom line:

Say you do or don't like my work, that's cash money and we good, whether it's your cup of tea or not.

Butt know that it is my work.

I will not put all of this free time, effort and love into my work only to be accused of lazily ripping the content that I have spent hours writing and personally editing from somewhere else.

And on that note, consider my PSA rant ended.

#FUMING #feeling muy picante #like . . . you put in so much goddamn work wroting editing drawing #only to have some arsehole come out of the woodwork and give all the credit to a ROBOT #hell to the no #1shirt2shirtredshirtdeadshirt #my art #rant #plagarism #slander #k/s #spirk #oc #my fic #fanart #fanfic #spirk fanfic #so so so mad #fanfic writing #the struggle is real #you think someone left a nice comment about the work you've been meticulously working on and editing #only to get THAT GARBAGE in your inbox😤

[berryhobii]

hey boo!! i hope you’re doing well💕i was just coming to binge read your masterlist and then first thing i see when i opened the app is that you opened your request i basically ran to your inbox😭but like may i request jealous/possessive yoongi smut with the couple from silent treatment🫣i feel like this would suit them well. you can have full creative control and work your magic on this one🥹

Hi! Thanks for the request. I definitely had fun with this one. This is my first time writing a shower sex scene so I hope I did it justice! Please let me know what you think!🩵🩵

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Yoongi loved you. He loved everything about you.

You could be a brat, you could be whiny, you could be childish and he accepted all of those things about you. Because he loved you.

One thing he really loved was your ability to make friends and connections with anyone you met. You were packed full of charisma, a true social butterfly and a person anyone could feel comfortable around. You just had a smile and an energy that attracted people to you like a magnet.

And in a place like a bar, you were like a honing beacon for every sleazy man that stumbled his way here.

He’s surprised he hasn’t broken his glass from how hard he was gripping it, watching with fiery eyes as you laughed at another guy’s jokes. He wished he had heat vision to burn off the hand of the man who just touched your shoulder.

Anger didn’t even begin to describe what he was feeling right now.

This was pure rage. He wanted to hit something. Preferably the faces of the 3 men that surrounded you.

Now, Yoongi knew the silent treatment was a common tactic of yours. It was your way of ‘punishing’ Yoongi for making you upset or not giving you what you wanted. Don’t get him wrong though, you were a great communicator during serious situations. This bratty attitude only came out when he didn’t do something like take you to get food or leaving the house for work without giving you a kiss.

You were Yoongi’s. His and his only. So why the hell were you beep bopping all over like you were single? That wedding ring on your finger was blinding under the low lights of the bar. The main reason he didn’t get you a small diamond was because he wanted people to SEE it. You wouldn’t have cared what size your ring was since you loved Yoongi so much but that didn’t stop him from overcompensating.

You were his and his only. So why were you beep bopping all over like you were single? He knew all of those men could spot your ring everytime you lifted your hand to push your hair out of your face. Fucking idiots.

He watched as you leaned closer to one of the men, that flirty smile pulling at your lips, his eyes flying to your exposed cleavage.

That was it.

Tossing back the last of his whiskey, Yoongi stood from his seat, long strides carrying him to the other side of the bar where you were.

Naturally, you noticed him approaching.

All part of the plan.

You’ve been intentionally teasing him all night. You could feel his hot gaze staring daggers into the side of your face since you walked away from him. If he could shoot fire from his eyes, you’d be up in flames. You and these men who had so graciously come to keep you company. Why wouldn’t they? When you were sitting all pretty and alone, dress short enough that you could flash them if you moved a certain way and breasts practically popping out of the strings that held the front of it together.

You were practically calling for them. At least, that’s what they thought.

The person you wanted was just on the other side of the room and was now approaching you with looks like could kill.

Just from the way he walked, you could tell that thick cock was heavy in his pants. That weight always felt so good lodged in your throat and even better when it was stretching your tight cunt past its limits.

This might have been your best idea yet.

“Can I buy you another drink, gorgeous?” One of the men asked, taking a leap of faith and wrapping an arm around your shoulder, his hand coming close to brushing against your breast.

Suddenly, the man groaned out in pain as his hand was twisted and pushed off your shoulder by your very pissed off husband.

“She’s not interested.” He growled, his eyes narrowing.

The man snatched his hand out of Yoongi’s forceful grip, bringing his throbbing paw to his chest. “Hey man. What the hell’s your problem?”

But Yoongi already wasn’t listening, that piercing gaze locked on you, a rush of heat going straight to your cunt.

Fuck, he looked sexy.

He reached out to grab your hand. “Let’s go.”

Another one of the men made the mistake of grabbing Yoongi’s shoulder. “Who are you? We were talking to her first.”

Yoongi pushed the hand off him, turning to face the man. While Yoongi was just a tiny bit shorter than this man, just the ferocious aura of him made him look 100 feet tall. The man actually stepped back a little at the fiery look in Yoongi’s eyes.

“I’m her husband, you desperate piece of shit. See that ring on her finger? I bought that. Now I suggest you walk away before I show how my rings feel.” He clenched both of his fists, the fingers gleaming with the plethora of rings he wore almost everyday.

Thoroughly intimidated, the man backed up with his hands raise in defeat. Then Yoongi slowly turned to give looks to the other two men who didn’t even lift their heads to make eye contact. No amount of liquid courage could make them want to stand up to Yoongi.

“Now I said let’s go.” He ordered you, grabbing your hand again.

“But-“ you started but it was cut off by the intense look he gave you. Shutting your trap, you allowed him to lead you out of the bar and into the humid summer air. He dug in his pocket to retrieve the ticket to his car, handing it to the valet who went to go get it.

Once the car pulled up, the valet handed the keys to Yoongi and thanked him for the hefty tip. Yoongi held open your door, burning eyes glaring at you as you got in. Anticipation and anxiety ate at your tummy, your palms slicking with sweat at his gaze.

You were really in for it when you got home.

Yoongi didn’t look at you the entire drive, an uneasy silence settling in the car. He didn’t even turn on the music, wanting you to sit in suspense of what he was going to do when you got home.

Twiddling your fingers, you contemplated if you should say something to him. Had you gone too far? Yoongi tolerated a lot of your bullshit because he loved you so much but you had crossed a line.

Glancing over at him, you opened your mouth to say, “um, baby? Are you…..mad at me?”

He didn’t answer, simply looking both ways before turning the car to the left.

Wow, it was not fun being on the other side of the silent treatment. You saw that now.

Yoongi parked the car, turning it off and then getting out. You knew he was really upset because he didn’t even bother opening your door, walking right by to your apartment building.

Shit.

Gathering your things and your bearings, you exited the car and followed him.

It was dead silent as you rode up the elevator, silent as you entered your apartment, and silent as Yoongi moved around your bedroom to remove his jewelry. He didn’t utter one word to you, not even looking your way.

You didn’t like it. You were only teasing him for fun. Who knew your actions would result in this? A taste of your own medicine, you guessed. It was bitter.

You had went to sit at your vanity to remove your makeup, the silence broken by the sound of the shower starting up.

Should you go join him? Would he mind? This was the first time Yoongi has even given you the silent treatment so you didn’t know how to approach. He wasn’t a person that was quick to anger. He normally let things roll of his back, not having enough energy to really be upset at things. Especially not at you. You were his little princess; he let you do whatever you want, whenever you wanted.

You really screwed up.

Standing from your chair, you slowly approached the bathroom, the door cracked slightly. You stepped inside, finding him in the shower, his back turned to you.

You slowly disrobed, letting your dress fall to the ground. You made sure to put on your bonnet as well because as much as you wanted to make up with Yoongi, you weren’t about to risk your silk press.

You slowly slid open the door, the heat of the steam cascading over your body. He didn’t acknowledge the new person joining him, continuing to run the loofah over his skin.

“Yoongi.” You called, stepping closer to him before using both hands to touch at his shoulders. He didn’t react and you could feel your heart breaking a little. Pressing a kiss to his back, you pleaded, “Please Yoongi. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you upset.”

“Then you should have thought about that before acting like a fucking slut.” His gruff voice snarled, jerking his shoulder away from you.

You pouted, feeling tears prick at your eyes. “Please Yoongi. Please forgive me. I’ll do anything.”

That’s when he turned to face you, a frown marring deep at his brow. That intense gaze caused goosebumps to rise all across your skin.

“Get on your knees.”

You made a noise of surprise. “W-what?” You stammered in confusion. While that request wasn’t anything new, you weren’t expecting it. Then again, you don’t know what you were expecting. You just wanted him to forgive you.

Descending to your knees in front of him, you finally noticed his hard cock standing proud in front of you. When did he get hard? You weren’t complaining though.

Snatching your bonnet off your head, he curled his fingers into your head. Just as you were about to protest, his cock was being shoved into your open mouth. The sudden intrusion made you gag, his cock bouncing back.

“Open your mouth.” He demanded. Your lip wobbled but you did what he said, opening your mouth and letting him shove his cock back down your throat. You braced your hands on his thighs, letting him use your throat as he please. He grunted at the feeling of your warm mouth wrapped around him, your throat constricting around the head of his cock.

“You are such a fucking slut. Did you really think I’d just let you slide after that stunt you pulled?” Just the thought of those men all over you fueled his anger, his hips pushing harder in and out of your throat.

You gurgled around him, the stuffy air of the shower combined with his harsh thrusts was making it increasingly hard to breathe. Drool spilled from the sides of your mouth, tears streaming down your face and your throat beginning to burn from the constant assault.

He pulled you off his cock, letting you catch your breath momentarily. Your chest heaved up and down, your mouth open as you tried to pull some needed oxygen into your lungs.

“What the fuck were you thinking, huh?”

When you didn’t answer, he shoved his cock back into your mouth, keeping you down on it. Your throat struggled to accommodate his size, your fingers clawing at his thighs as you choked around him.

He pulled you off again, watching as you heaved in a deep breath. “Answer me.” He shook your head roughly with his grip on your hair.

You tried to get words out to answer but you were taking too long for him so he forced you down on his cock again.

“What happened to your voice, huh? You had plenty to say to those assholes. Did you bother telling them you were married?”

Pulling you off again, you coughed and sputtered, your head feeling a little dizzy from the sparse air.

Pulling you up by your hair, Yoongi pushed you back against the wall of the shower. You didn’t even have time to really process what was happening before he was hiking one of your legs over his arm, his other hand holding his cock to line up with your hole.

The head of his cock slipped through your slick folds, a groan coming from him. “Of course you’re soaking wet. Greedy little whore. Did you get turned on from me fucking your throat?”

Truthfully, you’ve been wet since you got to the bar but he didn’t need to know that.

You inhaled a few deep breaths, swallowing the saliva that had piled in your mouth. “Y-yes. I love sucking….your cock.”

Forgoing any kind of prep, Yoongi shoved his entire cock into your waiting hole. The roar of the shower was nothing compared to the scream that tore from your throat at being split open. Your hands scrambled to grab anything; Yoongi’s hair, his shoulders, the slippery shower walls.

One hand gripping your leg tighter and the other wrapping around your throat, Yoongi started an animalistic pace in and out of your juicy cunt. It felt like his cock was reaching all the way to your chest, the air being knocked out of you with each thrust.

“You want to act like a slut, I’ll fuck you like one. You have the nerve, shit, to act like that but we both know only I can satisfy this needy little cunt. Isn’t that right?”

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he slammed right into your gspot, your tongue lolling out of your mouth as he fucked you stupid. Just how he liked you.

“Oh my godddd….” You slurred, arms falling weakly to your sides. Yoongi’s grip on you was the only thing keeping you from crashing to the ground. You felt weightless and heavy at the same time, your brain turning to mush as he continued to assault your puffy cunt.

Suddenly, a sharp pain bloomed across your cheek, knocking you back to reality.

Did he just slap you?

“Look at me when I’m talking to you.” He sneered, roughly grabbing your chin to force you to look at him.

You tried. You really did. His cock just felt so good that it was hard to keep your eyes open. Your eyelids drooped again as burning hot pleasure coursed through your body.

He slapped you again, hand wrapping around your throat to keep your head upright. Your pussy clenched vice tight around his cock as the rough treatment.

“Fuck,” he cursed, his cat like eyes scanning every inch of your fucked out face. Yes, you were a brat and you annoyed the hell out of him sometimes but the sight of you so desperate and fucked out was enough to remind him that you were his.

You could flirt and prance around all you wanted but only he could reduce you to a puddle of bliss.

He could feel your pussy tighten, your moans growing in pitch signaling your nearing orgasm.

But he wasn’t about to make it that easy.

He pulled out of you, ignoring your loud whine of discontent. Before you knew it, you were back on your knees in front of him. Your teary eyes stared up at Yoongi, taking in his dripping hair and heaving chest.

You wanted him down your throat again.

His hand gripped your sweated out hair again, pulling you closer to his cock. “You don’t deserve to cum on my cock. Make yourself cum.”

You’d normally protest but you knew you weren’t in the position to defy him and you were too desperate to even care. You just wanted to cum.

Opening your mouth, you let Yoongi shove his cock back down your throat as your own hand went between your legs. You rubbed your clit in quick and tight circles with no real rhythm.

Yoongi throat fucked you hard, feeling his orgasm build higher and higher in his stomach.

You moaned around his cock as you rubbed your sensitive clit to orgasm, falling over that edge hard and fast. Overstimulation didn’t even bother you, your hand still going to prolong your pleasure as you rubbed yourself to the other side.

Yoongi pulled out of your throat, wrapping a hand around his cock and jerking it over your face. He tilted your head back, your mouth and tongue open in waiting for his load.

His body shivered and he groaned as he released all over your face. Ropes of white painted your cheeks, some even reaching your eyelashes and in your mouth. He let out a low groan in his throat, squeezing his cock until there was nothing left, slapping it on your tongue.

Your eyelids fluttered shut as you regained your breath, that feeling of your orgasm still buzzing in you.

Then you felt something poke at your lips and you opened your eyes, finding Yoongi’s still hard cock in front of you.

You gasped, looking up at him with shock written all over your face. There was no way….

“Y-Yoongi….”

His smirk was so handsome, his other hand pushing his wet hair back.

“I haven’t forgiven you yet.”

Needless to say, your water bill was sky high that month.

#bts #bts x black reader #bts smut #yoongi smut #askberryhobii

[daisies-daydreams]

hello! ^^ would you be up for writing some Gaz/Price hurt/comfort? The details I'll leave up to you and your wonderfully creative brain, I'm sure I'll love anything you write :3

-🧡

Everything's Alright (Kyle "Gaz" Garrick x F!Reader)

Pairing: Kyle "Gaz" Garrick x F!Reader Category: Hurt/Comfort Warnings: Depictions of Infertility, Low Self-Esteem, Nudity (non-sexual), Swearing Word Count: TBA A/N: Hi there! Thank you very much for your request. I honestly feel like I haven't written for Gaz as much - so I'm glad to see a request for him in my inbox! I hope you enjoy! Song Rec: Everything's Alright (Laura Shigihara - To the Moon OST)

You flinched when you felt someone lay a hand on your shoulder.

"Thought I'd find you out here," your husband, Kyle, drawled with a soft look in his eyes. You sniffed and wiped at your puffy cheeks as you turned your attention back to the crystal blue lake lapping at the sandy shore.

"Mind if I sit?" he asked. You remained silent, your voice long gone from the wailing that echoed through the small lakeside cabin for hours on end. You eventually gave a small nod as you pulled your knees up to your chest, your long dress billowing in the cool summer wind. Kyle grunted as he sat next to you on the porch swing, the windchimes hanging just above your heads singing as a strong breeze passed through the valley. A heavy silence remained between the two of you as you gently swayed on the swing.

"I'm so sorry," you gulped and rested your forehead on your knees. Kyle turned to you. You tensed as he laid a hand on your upper back and rubbed it tenderly. You choked on another sob as you shook your head. "I-I thought that it would really work this time," you cried as you clutched the negative pregnancy test in your fist. Your husband suddenly pulled you into his side, your tears soaking his soft, dark t-shirt all the way through. A low rumble rose from his chest as he stroked his fingers through your hair and pressed his lips to the crown of your head.

"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry," you repeated as you trembled in his arms. Kyle hushed you as he continued to delicately brush your hair.

"It's alright. We'll just try again next-" you shook your head as you curled his shirt in your other fist. You gritted your teeth as you desperately fought the urge to scream into his chest.

"I don't want to, Kyle," you choked. He immediately rested a hand on your lower back as you clenched your jaw. "I'm not ready to be disappointed again...to disappoint you again," you confessed with a heavy sob. Your husband pulled back a little, his dark brows furrowed.

"Honey...what are you talking about? You've never disappointed me," he frowned while brushing a strand of messy hair from your face. You sniffled and shook your head.

"I just...we've been trying to have a baby for so long, Ky," you sighed while bracing your hands on his chest. Your husband's brows remained knitted together as you took a deep breath. "You've always wanted a family of your own, and I-I can't give that to you," your eyes burned as more tears rolled down your cheeks. "I'm so, so sorry..." you said with a broken cry. Kyle shook his head as he suddenly pulled you onto his lap, his lips gently pressed to your temple as he cooed.

"There's nothing to be sorry for, love," your beloved whispered. His words did little to comfort your aching heart as your body grew unbearably heavy. The porch swing continued to sway in the summer winds as the sky began to dance with bright oranges and navy blues. "You've done nothing wrong, (Y/N)," Kyle continued before peppering your face with soft kisses. You sighed heavily as you kept your hands on his body.

"B-But you've always wanted kids of your own," you muttered with a frown. Kyle hummed as he stroked your arm and lower back.

"I did always say that...but - look at me," he said a bit firmly. You refused to gaze into his eyes, a small part of you still afraid that your husband would be staring at you in disgust. You swallowed thickly before shifting your gaze, your heart melting a little when you met his soft, brown eyes. Kyle grinned before he pecked your forehead. He sighed as he rested his forehead against yours.

"Just because we haven't been able to have kids of our own doesn't make me think any less of you," he whispered softly. Your cheeks warmed while your heart skipped a beat. "I didn't marry you just to have some kids, (Y/N). I married you because you're witty," he kissed your nose. "Compassionate," his lips found purchase on your cheek before he cupped your face. "And overall...the most wonderful woman I've ever met," Kyle murmured before planting a tender kiss to your lips. You sighed and relaxed in his arms as you rested a hand on his shoulder, your warm lips dancing with his in a slow, sweet dance. You sighed as the two of you parted.

"I thought you said you married me because I had a nice ass?" you raised a brow while trying to break the tension inside you. Kyle blinked before a small chuckle escaped his lips.

"I was drunk when I said that, lovie," he explained. "But that might be another reason," Kyle added with a wink. You rolled your eyes as he laughed. His cheerful expression slowly shifted as he took a deep breath. "How are you feeling now?" he asked with a gentle voice. You sighed and shifted in his lap.

"A little better, but not one-hundred percent," you frowned while smoothing your hands over his shoulders. Kyle hummed as he rested his hands on your hips.

"That's understandable," he said. You nodded and looked away, the voice of shame still reverberating inside your mind. You gasped when Kyle suddenly picked you up bridal style and started to make his way inside.

"Ky?" you blinked as he marched through the double doors and made a sharp turn towards the master bedroom. You tilted your head when he set you down on the edge of the tub. His expression was still soft as he turned on the faucet, his lips curled into an eager smile as his eyes lit up.

"Would you let me pamper you tonight, lovie?" he cooed before taking your hand and pressing his lips to your knuckles. Your cheeks flushed as a small smile crept over your features.

"Oh, Kyle," you breathed before pulling him into a tight hug. Your husband chuckled softly as he kissed your temple. You sighed as he rolled your dress above your shoulders, his eyes soft and lit with pure affection while he helped you undress. Soon both of your sets of clothes were piled onto the floor before he turned off the faucet.

"M'lady," Kyle said as he took your hand and ushered you into the tub.

"Thank you, Sir Garrick," you giggled as he helped you in. You sighed as the warm water surrounded your skin, drawing you to sink further into the tub. Kyle hummed as he slipped in behind you, his muscular legs on either side of your body as you leaned back. Your heart fluttered as your husband wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled his nose into the back of your head.

"Kyle?" you piped up. Your beloved grunted in reply as he continued to hold you. You bit your lip as you took a deep breath. "Did you really mean what you said on the deck?" you asked, your voice wavering as a lump swelled in your throat. Kyle shifted behind you, his warm breath falling over your shoulder as he sighed.

"Of course I did, baby," he murmured before planting a soft peck to your exposed skin. "Each and every word," he continued while lovingly stroking your arms. You swallowed with a quiet nod. "You still having thoughts about it?" Kyle whispered into your ear. Your throat tightened as you dipped your head down.

"Yeah," you simply replied. Your beloved nodded before resting his chin on your shoulder.

"You still wanna talk about it?" he asked. You sighed heavily and watched the water ripple around your legs.

"I...I don't know," you confessed before closing your eyes. You felt him nod again before he reached over and grabbed the luffa.

"Why don't I scrub your back for you, hm?" he suggested with a gentle tone. You cracked a small grin before you leaned forward.

"That sounds wonderful," you beamed. Kyle returned your smile before he spread some rose-scented body wash onto the plush luffa. You closed your eyes as he began to gently scrub your back, each stroke leaving your muscles more and more relaxed. You smiled as he poured water onto your back, the sound lulling you closer to sleep.

"You want me to keep going?" Kyle asked. You slowly opened your eyes and yawned.

"If you want to," you said. Your husband clicked his tongue.

"Doesn't matter what I want right now: tonight's about pampering you," he said with a slow peck on your cheek. You smiled tiredly as your body began to feel heavy.

"Could we...could we get out and cuddle in bed instead?" you asked. Kyle chuckled as he set the luffa aside.

"Absolutely," he grinned. You squealed as he picked you up bridal style again before wrapping a fresh, fluffy towel around you. You watched as he unplugged the drain before wrapping a towel around his waist.

The two of you shuffled into the bedroom, the ceiling fan humming lowly as you dried yourselves off. You smiled as you slipped beneath the comforter, your eyelids growing heavier by the second as your husband shuffled in beside you. You rested your head against his chest as he wrapped his toned arms around you and hooked his ankle over yours. Your mind began to drift as you listened to the steady beating of his heart.

"I love you, (Y/N)," Kyle murmured while mindlessly tracing shapes against your upper back. You opened your eyes and glanced up, smiling as you kissed his warm, plush lips.

"I love you, too, Ky," you whispered back. Soon enough, the two of you fell asleep in each other's arms, the warmth and love from your husband filling the empty cracks in your heart as you drifted off to sleep.

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[yeonboy]

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐥 ♡ choi yeonjun // mlist.

After facing disappointment with love for years upon years, you have chosen to replace romance with dance in your life, dedicating your entire time to this dance academy you’re employed at. It’s not that you hate men now, you just don’t expect to fall for them anymore because all they do is break your heart. And then Choi Yeonjun enters your life as a new recruit at the academy – sweet, adorable, soft spoken, kind and younger than you. He is everything you have never found attractive in a guy before. But somehow, you're helplessly spiraling for him.

❧ choi yeonjun x f. reader | 16+ | smau ♡ comedy ♡ angst ♡ strangers to friends to lovers!au ♡ dance academy!au ♡ 98-liner!reader ♡ dancer!reader ♡ dancer!yeonjun ♡ slow burn.

❧ warnings! profanity, an ABUNDANCE of suggestive jokes, mentions of people's sex lives (or lack thereof), death & murder threats as jokes, some of the characters being assholes for no reason, reader being a commitment phobe, a lot of pining, a ton of miscommunication (hehe ofc <3), misunderstandings, unnecessary heartbreaks + more will be added as the series progresses!

❧ featuring! all of txt | jimin & jungkook (bts) | sakura & kazuha (le sserafim) | yeji & ryujin (itzy) | keeho (p1harmony) | somi (soloist, ex i.o.i).

❧ playlist! trampoline - zayn & shaed ║ easy - camila cabello ║ lavender haze - taylor swift ♪

❧ status! 23.04.23 ⇢ tba. | on-going | bi-weekly updates

notes! heyyy, guys! yes, rya smau era 2k23 hehe! i had this idea for a very angsty fic where an older reader has feelings for a younger yeonjun but can't accept it bec he's not her "type"... but when i tried to write it, it got soooo sad and heavy soooo fast that i had to give up 😭 SO! i reckoned why not attempt to do an smau w a lighter version of this concept??? let's hope this turns out okay (:

pls be kind! the last time i wrote an smau was in 2018 so my creativity's got rust in every crevice (': but constructive criticism + suggestions are more than welcome! 🫶

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profiles: [1] [2] [3]

00. intro ║ 01. more nepotism hires ║ 02. grandpa and grandma ║ 03. break a leg (but not yours) [written: 1k] ║ 04. do you like flowers ║ 05. ✨aRtTtT✨ ║ 06. let the boy feel a woman's touch ║ 07. support system ║ 08. liking people we can't have ║ 09. it IS weird ║ 10. ‼ trouble ‼ ║ 11. connecting some big ass dots ║ 12. it's a work in progress ║ 13. dance crush ║ 14. enemies to lovers ║ 15. ohhh my god i'm so stupid ║ 16. at least that’s how it began ║ 17. we're no sidehoe material ❌ ║ 18. jealousy wasn't on my bingo card ║ 19. pesky little feelings ║ 20. why do i know so much ║ 21. it should've been me ║ 22. an overthinker AND a dumbass ║ 23. everything is a mess [written: 500] ║ 24. sum chamgo love dive it is [written: 1k] || 25. feels like a funeral in here ║ 26. let's all act surprised || 27. must start breathing into a bag ║ 28. IDK DUDE IM NERVOUS ║ 29. i wasn't jumping I SLIPPED ║ 30. wdym denial ║ [tba]

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[pillowspace]

(Stupid CS jokes I’ve had in my head for a while that I will let haunt your inbox)

Joke 1

y/n: *draws a bunch of suns on a piece of paper*

y/n: Hey, Sun

Sun: yes? :)

y/n: *holds up the drawing*

y/n: Do you know what this is?

Sun: oh my, why that’s a beautiful drawing!

y/n: no, it’s 4 Days…in a row

Sun: (:

Joke 2

y/n: *draws on the forest floor with a stick*

Sun: what are you doing?

y/n: there’s clouds, can’t see what time it is

Sun: oh that’s easy, I can easily tell you what time of day it is

y/n: *grabs sun and pulls him into the center of the circle*

Sun: I- w-what are you d-

y/n: shhh, you’re bright-

Sun: thank you :)

y/n: -you’re bright & can work as a stand in for the sun, sun…as a sun dial

Sun: friend, I admire your creativity but I could just have told you

Joke 3

y/n: here, hold this

Sun: *immediately takes the paper without a single thought*

y/n: what does it say?

Sun: *looks down at the paper*

Sun: it says “to”

Sun: *looks at the paper then at y/n then back down again*

Sun: …I don’t understand

y/n: *points at the paper* to

y/n: *points at sun* day

Fjgjfhd that second one is actually kind of close to some dialogue I ended up scrapping. In chapter 5, there was gonna be this scene of Y/N trying to figure out how to tell the passage of an hour, and Sun would be like "oh! I can tell you!" But there wasn't any point to it except to just make things take longer, so I didn't write it

#ask #celestial sundown au

[meanbossart]

ASK TIME, sorry for the delay!

What's more serious than two men glistening under the sun smashing balls together in a grease pit (thank you also!)

I'll be honest with you guys, sometimes I don't know if I SHOULD answer to these because, well, It must come across as trite after a point to keep expressing my gratitude over and over, but I can't just leave them sitting in the inbox either. I'm so flattered by every single word of encouragement and compliment I get on my art, characters, or writing, the fact you guys who are strangers to me as I am to you decide to take the time to give me a little pat on the back or leave me a funny message is just incredibly sweet. So, thank you so much - the amount of messages can be a little overwhelming so please just know that even If I don't reply, I read it, and it put a smile on my face.

Thank you for checking out Sad Sack and our comics! Hopefully it wasn't too shocking an experience considering how I've since become an Elves Holding Hands And Bullying Wizards kind of artist LOL Not that me and barbatus don't have more work in that genre we plan to do (though admittedly nothing that comes close to the level of brutality in Sad Sack), but YOU KNOW... I realize that, if people found my ASS GRAB COMIC to be scandalous then me and my partner's comics might just put someone in the hospital if they were to stumble across it unprepared lmao

I'm glad to hear the experience was overall a net positive though, and ESPECIALLY that it inspired you to pursue your own projects! I definitely second the sentiment that the least that we (We as in people who were in the dumb edgy circles you described when we were younger) can do with all that bullshit we exposed ourselves to is to try and kindle some creative flame out of it, within reason, of course.

If you ever finish this comic you're thinking of working on, please link it my way if you are comfortable with doing so! I would love to see it.

BONUS:

Guys I have like 3 messages asking if I played fear and hunger. It's okay, you aren't obligated to have read every single thing I ever posted to find out I literally have a F&H tattoo, that doesn't bother me, I just wanna ask, sincerely, why does that come up so often. WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY TO ME. DO I EMANATE FEAR AND HUNGER ENERGY. DOES IT SEEP OUT MY PORES ONTO MY OILY FINGERTIPS OVER THE KEYS OF THIS KEYBOARD AND ACROSS THE WORLD WIDE WEB? WHAT'S GOING ON.

#ask

[determunition]

it's time once more for INSCRYPTOBER! the annual art/writing-based inscryption event for the fandom to get creative and share cool art and writing for the spooky season!

just like last year, we have one theme per week! though these themes are explained in the post above, you may take any degree of creative license that you like in carrying them out; and, of course, there's no lower limit on participation. like last year, i'll likely be doing one or two art pieces a week, and you all can choose to participate as much or as little as you'd like depending on your own schedules and creative stamina! this event is for fun, not stress ^^

i've been seeing some hype already for this year's event, so i'm super excited to see what everyone creates!

special thanks to @shoot-the-clown2, @naturallydark, and @dookins for contributing to this year's themes! and thanks to everyone else who suggested possibilities in my inbox and last post as well ^^

themes transcrybed in plain text under the cut:

Inscryptober 2023

Week 1 - Oct 1-7

Corruption:

To start off, we’re getting [DATA REDACTED]! Inscryption is full of corrupted data, characters, and video game companies! ‘Tis the week for some evil, broken biz to go down!

Week 2 - Oct 8-14

Cinema:

The pop culture pandemonium week! Put your fave scrybes in your fave movie, make a poster for an Inscryption film of any genre, or just try out a cinematic composition or two!

Week 3 - Oct 15-21

Ancient History:

OLD_DATA, and old secrets…this is the week to explore Inscryption’s mysterious past, both within the disk and outside of it!

Week 4 - Oct 22-28

Switcheroo:

The swap week! Swap up the scrybes, swap up the story, or anything else you like; the goal with this one is to switch it up!

Bonus - Oct 29-31

Harvest:

It’s Halloween time! Whether spooky or cozy, these days are your free space to get some autumn vibes going for the height of the holiday!

Get Inscrybing!

Special note: Inscryption’s anniversary is the 19th!

#inscryption #inscryptober #doot noises #so psyched to be hosting this again

[kpopyourcherryy]

Darling

Genre; Smut

Length; Quick Spicy Read

Kinks; Praise Kink, Dom/Sub hints, etc.

JiminxReader

Authors Note; Hey everyone! It’s me, ya girl Jade~ I really have been needing a creative outlet again as of late- lots of things in my life has changed so getting into writing once again was a difficult thing for me to be able to do- but hopefully now I can get my brain in the swing of things again, so I decided to bless you all with this smutty little read to test the waters! Please inbox me with any feedback<3

The morning sun shone threw your semi-sheer curtains, though you had already been tossing and turning all night.

“Mhmmm..” You whines, pulling the blanket over your head, covering your partners too.

Jimin stirs from your movement, “Ahh babe.. what are you doing?” Wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you in so tightly before planting soft pecks along the back of your neck. His lips cause chills to run down your spine as you melt into his arms while softly rubbing his forearms.

“I couldn’t sleep all night..” You complain, feeling your tiredness weigh you down even more so than before. Turning to face him, you gently grasp his cheeks, squishing and poking at his face, “Wake up already my loveeee,” Whining as he shakes his head, “Come on just get up with me.”

“My sweet darling girl,” He teasingly retorts with sleep still lacing his words, “Just because you can’t sleep doesn’t mean I have to be up too.” His eyes still closed as you continue to pester him.

“Please,” You whine, softly kissing both cheeks, “Please I’ll do anything you want..” Your lips slowly meet his, giving him a small sweet peck, “I just want a little company now.”

His mouth curled into a gentle smile, “Anything?” He preened, despite his half asleep state you could always count for his mind to travel to the dirtiest parts of his imagination no matter the time of day. He adored the images in his head of your eyes rolling back as he kissed your neck, the way your sweet moans became engrained in his mind. “Hmm..” His soft purr as his mind traveled and his tired eyes opened, examining your face before turning down to your chest.

“Don’t tease me like that,” Jimin’s hands grazed your sides, “You know where my mind goes when you say you’ll do anything for me- don’t you baby?”

You could feel chills running up your spine as his hands gently caressed you, his touch getting higher and higher, “Maybe I like teasing you..” You hummed, allowing his lips to meet yours in another quick peck.

His fingertips ran along the shape of your breast, stopping in the middle only to lightly circle your already hardening nipple. “No darling, don’t do that to me this early in the morning,” He whined, “Why don’t you be a good girl for me y/n?”

Your name sounded like silk coming from him, “I always am aren’t I?” You purred back, your eyes met his- his gaze pierced through you as his hands continued their soft onslaught up and down your torso. Jimin’s hands carefully caressed you, paying close attention to every curve, rubbing your soft belly before lowering his touch.

His plush lips curled into a smirk, “Hmm..” He hummed, his fingertips dug into your outer hip; slowly drawing you for another sweet kiss. “Sometimes.” Giggling before your lips met his, your tongues softly swiped against one another as your body instinctively melted into his. You couldn’t help the way your body reacted instantly, you could feel a gentle heat rise in your core as you laid back into the mattress as he climbed on top of you. With one hand holding him up, the other eagerly explored your body, “The things you do to me y/n..” He purred, breaking your kiss to trail it from your neck down to your stomach. The soft kisses he peppered on you only heightened your senses, goosebumps littered your skin as he kissed ever so softly right above your core.

“Ahh, Jimin..~” You airily whined, biting your lower lip as you propped yourself up on your elbows- watching the gorgeous man in front of you preparing himself for his first meal of the day. “Your lips feel so good on me, my love.~” The lust laced words left your mouth as you watched his hands hook around the waistband of your pajama shorts, slinking them off.

“I’m so glad you don’t wear panties to bed.” Jimin teased through his grin, his cheeks flushed as he began kissing your inner thighs- you would’ve never guessed this man was just asleep with the way his demeanor radiated his need for you already. “I love you.” He hummed, the vibration of his voice enticing you as he began singing sweet nothings to you in between each kiss, “I love your body. I love your scent.” His lips finally met the ones between your legs, earning a sweet whiny moan from you as his tongue swiped along your slit, “I love the way you taste.” He said, looking up at you from between your legs.

As your eyes met, you could feel that gentle heat from earlier instantly turn into a wildfire. You swore you’d never be able to fully wrap your head around the fact that this man had you in the palm of his hand. Your brows furrowed slightly as your mouth hung in a soft gape, your moans spilled out as his eye contact broke- you watched his eyes close as he began to eat you as if he were starving.

“Oh my god~” You whimpered while his tongue circled your clit, his hands gripped your thighs- keeping them apart as you couldn’t help but try to close them as his attack already seemed to be too overwhelming for your tired body. “Ah- Ah-~~ you eat me so fucking good.~” Your praise only seemed to entice him even more as he licked and sucked at your heat, focusing all of his attention into making you feel good.

Before you knew it, you couldn’t keep your body propped up any longer. Falling back into the mattress, your hands entangled themselves into his bed head, pulling his angelic face even closer into you. Electric tingles shot through your body as you could feel him moan into you- he loved making you feel good, making you feel like all you could think about was him; he loved every second of it, the way you gently tugged his hair as your body ached for him to be closer- it was one of the most euphoric feelings.

Slowly, you could feel your chest tighten as that heat from your core spread to your face. Your cheeks flushed from the heat as you felt your end nearing, “Ah~ darling~” You whimpered in between your moans, “I’m so close, so so close.” Your eyes shut as your fingers tugged harder, his motions quickening as he begged to taste his reward. “F-Fuck!~” You whined, his fastening onslaught throwing you over the edge with ease.

His darkened eyes, finally peered up at you- a sly smirk sprawled across his sweet, cum covered face as he softly lapped up what remained. “You taste so good, my darling girl..” His voice was like silk as he kissed up your heaving body. “We still have another hour before we have to get up for the day..” He teased, sitting up on his knees as he kept his place between your legs; gripping your hips, he leaned forward to kiss you as his hardened member rubbed against your sensitive core, “Let’s cum together this time, hmm?”

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