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lilac-hecox · 7 months

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Title: Crash Course

Pairing: Ian (Smosh Sketch Universe)/Anthony (Smosh Sketch Universe) - Ianthony (Smosh Sketch Universe)

Summary:

“What do you want, Ian?” Anthony groans, flipping over so his back is to Ian, hoping he is conveying how much he doesn’t want to be having this conversation right now.

“I…” Ian says slowly, his voice tense.

“What?” Anthony asks, his back still to Ian.

“I need your help,” Ian says softly.

“Ian,” Anthony groans, “can’t this wait until morning?”

“Um…” Ian says.

Anthony sighs and flips over so he’s face-to-face with Ian. “What?”

Ian looks embarrassed, even in the darkness of Anthony’s room. He’s got his hands under his face, and he blinks at Anthony with big blue eyes.

“I was thinking…what if you took my virginity?”

Rating: Spicy

Warnings: Loss of virginity

Written for Kinktober Day 7: Virginity

<< Day 6

Day 8 >>

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ohhmydyosfics · 1 month

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(Seungso) love like oxygen

“I wanna have sex,” Sohee says during breakfast.

Seunghan promptly chokes on his omelette. Sohee shoots up with a concerned noise, handing Seunghan a napkin and a glass of water as he beats a fist against his own chest. Seunghan, thankfully, doesn’t die today, which means he gets to live, which means he gets to have sex with Sohee.

Sex with Sohee.

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2toplibrary · 5 months

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i know there's heaven but we must be higher by nikkiRA

(E, 2.3K, 1/1)

They're eating dinner when Shouto says it. Right in front of the TV, too, watching old hero movies, eating soba, like any regular fucking night, when Shouto says, out of motherfucking nowhere, "I want to fuck you."

Katsuki almost fucking chokes.

#smut with feelings #first time bottoming #established relationship #love confessions #fics #Fic

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oobbbear · 4 months

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I want to post this here too because I’ve seen it happen a few times

Please understand that there are cultural differences and language differences, if you see this happening let the person clarify what they meant, that person might just not be familiar with words the western side of the internet use

#bearz rambling tag #no it’s not really possible to let everyone who uses this term to change #because as far as I know this is the most common word with use on Chinese websites #I didn’t know that pairing are called ‘ship’ here #like why would I even know that #‘ship’ makes zero sense to me #it took me a while to learn the fandom language people speak here #it’s hard #give people time #shipping culture is very different too #Like on Chinese site you HAVE to clarify the Top and the Bottom of this ship in the ship name #it is very very important to them #people who like the same ship but with different Top Bottom preference will fight till no end #imagine how confused I was when I first got here #where there’s no top bottom differences #it’s not really a smut thing #it’s more a dynamic thing #AxB and BxA is very different #oh I can talk so much about the differences on fandom cultures #if ya are interested in more please feel free to ask #it’s very interesting to me #I wanna talk about it

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soepwashere · 7 months

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I was rereading the rise comics recently and I feel the need to point out that Mikey is carrying Raph and Leo on his shoulders so casually in these panels

#rottmnt #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 2018 #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt leo #rottmnt raph #rottmnt stuff #he does ask if raph can be on the bottom next time in the first panel #but aside from that he doesn’t seem to break much of a sweat lol #add this to the catalog of mikey being very strong #he is carrying his two older brothers just like that and we need to talk about it #i wonder if he’s ever tried to carry all of them skjsjfkskfd #kind of want to draw something with this now…#but i already have so many ideas that i haven’t even started help

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rodatirhaalo · 5 months

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I think my favorite little parallel between Ascended vs Spawn Astarion has to be this little, probably even unintentional, detail in the epilogue:

Mr Vampire Ascendant, when confronted about freedom, asking the pc if they'd prefer sleeping in the dirt over "living" in his prescribed decadence.

Meanwhile, if left as a spawn Astarion is like

*Passes several chairs, rugs, a pile of pillows, and two log benches to plant his pretty little ass in the dirt*

"THIS DIRT'S THE BEST! I LOVE DIRT!!"

#get tav/durge drunk and let him have a little sippy and he's GONNA be makin' little gothic mud castles #Shadowheart come over here and enable this man!#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #astarion #bg3 spoilers #astarion ancunin #spawn astarion #ascended astarion #Like it's so inconsequential but like it's so not?#i've heard it's a sneaky little EA reference #but still #dirt gremlin time #Dirt is freedom guys #Y'all ever sat in dirt just because? I recommend it #Also while I was getting that bottom pic Halsin was creeping ever closer to my durge like he was makin' a move #First sitting on the floor then on the far end of the log then the spot on the log next to my durge #almost spit out my drink when i saw it #Note: Mr Ascendant would refuse to sit down as well. He physically CANNOT relax #Fs in chat

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hhhijk · 4 months

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★ : Jealous Boyfriend

“ : ‹ mdni | nsfw fic | bottom reader › ”

Warning — Implied Size kink . Degradation/ Humiliation . Public/Semi-Public Sex . Possessiveness. Con . Multiple Orgasm . Bondage . No mention of readers' genitals .

Note — Can be read as gn!reader or male!reader

— `‹: helo, it's my first time writing, so please excuse any grammatical errors and, I'm open to advice on writing fics !! I want to learn more hihi <3 I hope u enjoy this nonetheless.

An easily jealous boyfriend, who sulks when he sees other men checkin' you out and flirting with you while he takes you out shopping!!, he can't help but glare at them while his arm wraps around your waist pulling you closer to him as you stroll around the mall.

An easily jealous boyfriend, who won't even wait until you get home because of his jealousy and just fucks you there in the dressing room in front of the mirror, making you scream and moan on how he makes you feel so so good, while tears drip down your cheeks and his dick bulging in your tummy, as one of his hands grip your chin to look at your reflection on how he's makin' you cum over and over again, until you can't anymore !

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An easily jealous boyfriend, who won't even wait until you get home because of his jealousy and just fucks you there in the dressing room in front of the mirror, he grips your wrist behind your back refraining you from covering your mouth up and muffle your moans, "you better be quiet darlin' don't want them to know what a whore you are... or would you be pleased with that, huh? people hearin' you while I fuck you dumb on my cock, not even a single thought in that tiny head of yours."

An easily jealous boyfriend, who gets out of the dressing room with a wide grin on his face, actin' innocent like he didn't just fucked your brains out a moment ago while you try to walk with your legs shaking like jello, his hand guiding your lowerback

#bottom male reader #sub male reader #male reader #mlm #first time writing <3 #bttm male reader

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canisalbus · 2 months

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OMG THAT PAINTING OF THE LIKE,,,, SECRET KISS ON THE STAIR WAY????? VASCO AND MACHETE CORE

That one I know, The Meeting on the Turret Stairs by Frederic William Burton, from 1864!

#aka Hellelil and Hildebrand the Meeting on the Turret Stairs #it's apparently one of Ireland's most beloved works of art?#also it's watercolor??#unless you meant some other secret stairway kiss painting I haven't heard of but this one immediately came to mind #answered #anonymous #noticed the white roses for the first time just now #on bottom right #that chainmail though

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bigcatbulges · 7 months

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Source - Vinstacc (Nude version here)

(Artist's FurAffinity)

#gay furry #gay furry pecs #gay furry bulge #gay furry pits #gay furry wendell fortnite #artists twitter above #look at how cute my twink is!!! hes gonna top for the first time im a proud bottom ❤️🦁

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iceman-soup · 4 months

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amab reader x bot!ghost

It took years for Simon to trust you enough for this. It was a slow process, neither of you rushing, instead taking your time with your relationship: building it up over time, his and your confidence gradually raising with each new thing - small kisses, hugs; then eventually occasionally making out, regular cuddles.

But this? You'd thought about it, sure - but you couldn't quite believe it was actually happening until your lips were on his in your bedroom, hands delicately on his waist as if terrified he would break. Cautiously slipping under his shirt, pulling it over his head slowly to give him time to yank it right back on again if he needed. Eyes open, watching him slump back against the wall as his gaze follows you dumping his shirt on a nearby chair, then taking off your own and chucking it on top. His balaclava crumpled on the floor next to it.

"This alright, love?" you check. One hand moving to cup his cheek, the other hovering in mid air - unsure what to do. Ghost doesn't respond. His eyes are fixed on the carpet; scared. "You wanna stop, Si?" You shove your hands in your pockets.

His head snaps up, stare suddenly on you, laced with curiosity and still, slightly hidden away, fear. "No." His voice is blunt yet whispered, and he tilts his head slightly, "do you? We- we can, if y' want."

Your heart beats in your chest, trying to read his face. You shake your head. "Need you to be comfy, sweetheart," you insist, tentatively moving your arms to wrap around his waist, studying his reaction, "tell me what to do."

He hesitates, leaning into you, chest to chest as he lays his head on your warm, bare shoulder. Your fingers run absentmindedly up and down his back, tracing various scars like you have a million times before. His lips press to your neck, pausing a second more. Simon kisses your flesh, open mouthed and nipping a little, hands in your hair as he leaves a trail of marks up to your jaw, where you turn your head to capture his lips with your own.

"Gonna show me instead, pretty boy?" you murmur against his mouth, and he chuckles quietly; genuine, soft laughter for only your ears to hear. He brings you both together again, tongues in each other's mouths as you stumble towards the bed, clumsily sitting down on it with him straddling you.

Your hands drift to hold his belt, fingers skimming his body so he knows they're there; he breaks away for a bit to look down at you undoing it and his trousers, lifting himself up onto his knees so you can attempt to shimmy them down his hips.

"Stand up, love," you instruct gently, and he does, allowing you to take off his trousers and throw them on the chair - then doing the same with your own again. You'd seen each other in only boxers before, to change or go to bed, but this was different; of course it was.

"You're hard," he comments as if it's normal conversation. Taken slightly aback, you look down at yourself through the fabric then glance over at him.

"So are you," you grin, sitting back down on the bed, "want me to help with tha-"

"Yes."

Simon steps over to you, leaning down to kiss you again - slightly desperately, you note - and tugs a little at your hair. You hold his thighs, breaking away from his face to press small, loving kisses to his stomach and hips, your lips against the soft fabric of his boxers as you kiss his thighs. He doesn't make a sound other than slightly heavy breathing, but his hands massage your head, holding you close to him as if you're the sun on a cold, dark day.

You run a thumb between his skin and the waistline of his boxers, looking up at him. "Can I?" Waiting til he nods, then taking them off; noticing how he doesn't look down as he crawls properly onto the bed.

"Yours," he whispers simply, gesturing with a glance. You nod once, taking yours off too, shuffling to sit nearer to him, a hand on his chest as you lean in, kissing him deeply.

"Gonna prep you, okay?" you kiss his cheek, reaching for the lube on the side table and putting some on two fingers. "One at a time, and you say if I'm going too fast or anything, yeah?"

He lies down a little, tentatively spreading his legs; your heart skipping a beat realising how how vulnerable he feels right now. You open your mouth to reassure him, but he shuts you up by taking your clean hand in his own and giving it a light squeeze. "Ready," he murmurs, face turning red as you gradually push a finger into his hole.

"Relax, Simon," you coax, your index halfway in him as he holds your hand a little too tight for you to know he's comfortable. "You're okay, baby, promise."

Ghost cracks open one eye, staring at you. Relaxing - just a tiny, tiny amount. His voice is husky and shy. "Hurts."

"It'll feel better in just a minute, sweetheart." Reassure him. Kiss the scar on his ribs. Wait until he calms down then ever so gently pushing the finger in all the way; thumb stroking his knuckles when he groans quietly.

You're endlessly patient, letting him take as long as he needs to to adjust before topping up the lube on a second finger and carefully easing it in, pressing delicate kisses to his jaw and muttering praises in his ear; "doing so well, baby. Won't go faster than you want me to, love."

He rewards your care with half-held back moans and grunts, eyes opening every few moments just to check it's still you, hips bucking a little when he's ready for a third finger. And you give it to him, hesitating when he lets out one small sob; but then he whines a quiet "please," free hand nudging your arm to let you know it's alright.

Working gently to scissor him more than loose enough, terrified at the idea of hurting him, reassuring him it's okay when he asks if he can touch himself using as few words as possible. Easing him onto his side when he's prepped properly, facing each other cuz you know he'd hate any other position.

You put lube onto your cock; he watches, cuddling his head into your shoulder and his hands now tracing patterns onto the skin of your chest. You kiss his cheek, forming eye contact.

"Are you sure you want this?" You check, making sure he actually thinks for a moment before nodding. Your lips connect with his and you pull your hips together, groaning as he uses his own hand to put your dick into him. Giving him time to adjust before he's kissing your neck impatiently, big arms tenderly wrapped around you and little whimpers leaving his mouth that he needs you to move.

Rocking your hips into him, mixed moans filling the room, making sure to comfort and praise him and remind him to take care of himself as well. When he does, he's quick to cum all over yours and his stomachs, whining and pulling your bodies even closer.

"You want me to pull out when I cum, Si?" you ask, not stopping as you tilt his chin up to face you. He nods, smiling softly at being given the option. You slide out of him, kissing away his half-hearted complaints until you groan and thick white ropes of cum spurt from your cock, mixing with his on both your bodies, leaving the two of you panting and holding each other, sharing kisses every few seconds.

After several moments of just lying there, Simon grumbles and shifts uncomfortably. "'M all sweaty," he huffs, nuzzling his face into your chest even so. You run a hand through his hair, thinking. He pipes up again. "M' legs all shaky." You smirk knowingly.

"Want me to carry y-" he cuts you off with an eager nod. Cheeky bastard didn't even let you finish the sentence. Nevertheless, you haul his large frame into your (thankfully) strong arms, taking him into the bathroom and setting him down on the edge of the tub. "Bath?" He shrinks into himself a little at the exposure, but hums in agreement. Still vulnerable. Still scared.

You turn on the taps, getting the right temperature before sitting on the bathmat on the floor. Si slides down to curl up in your lap, clinging to you and scattering kisses along your jaw. When the bath is full enough, you let him get in after you. Keep him feeling secure. You hold his hand to steady him as he steps into the water and lays down. Cradle him in your arms, palming water through his hair and washing the half-dried cum off both your bodies.

Towelling yourself off afterwards as he does the same with his own; looking away when he asks you to. Changing into soft pyjamas that make him look as if he was never military at all, just your sweet, pretty Simon who loves you so, so much. He leads you by the hand back to bed, helping you quickly change the sheets before crawling under the duvet, cuddling up, his head snuggled into your chest.