#food art quickies

[anxiousbabybird]

Love and Deepspace men x fem!reader slightly unhinged HCs

I started Love and Deepspace yesterday so please have my slightly unhinged HCs for the men so far. And minors don’t you dare interact

Part 2

Rafayel

He’s a biter. Leaves you covered in marks from your neck all the way down your thighs.

Plans a date where he’s laid out a huge canvas on the floor of his studio, puts your fave color paint on your hands and his favorite color on his hands, plus several globs of the two colors across the canvas, and then proceeds to have the wildest three rounds of sex on that canvas as it gets progressively more covered in paint. Sells the painting for 6 figures a few weeks later and uses it as an excuse that you need to make more of them.

Tells you his best masterpiece is painting your body with his cum—got really into it once and dipped the paint brush into your cunt to collect his cum and then painted it across your breasts

Has a secret sketch book that’s nothing but pictures of you. Lots of them are of you sleeping when he can study your features but there’s still quite a few he drew from memory.

Made you lay down naked with your legs spread and be still so he could draw the most detailed image of your pussy you could possibly imagine. It’s his personal fave that no one besides him will ever see.

Sees shibari as a beautiful art form and likes to practice with you—has a whole album in his phone just of pics of you tied up all pretty for him

Rarely gets soft in a serious way, he much prefers the teasing back and forth you two usually have.

Xavier

He’s definitely broken into your room Edward Cullen style and watched you sleep

His favorite dates are taking you into the forest at night to watch the stars and moon together. Bonus points if you come across a wanderer and get to fight together.

Clingy after you become his, always wants to be touching you and doesn’t let you out of his sight (and yes that means sometimes he’s following you but it’s just because you’re brave and reckless and he worries)

When he eats you out, he holds both your hands in his for you to hold on to and does it with no hands—makes you cum more times on his tongue than you could fathom (and yes, he’s eating you for his pleasure)

Downloaded a tracker into your watch so he can know where you are at all times

Gets horny when he watches you fight and has def pulled you aside during a mission for a quickie in which you end up having your cunt stuffed with cum for the remainder of the mission

Such a cuddler but like a cat where he only wants to cuddle if he wants to—falls asleep nearly instantly in your arms like the cute sleepyhead he is

Zayne

Finds it so cute the first time he comes to your apartment and sees all the little snow creatures he’d made you sitting in a windowsill together. Makes you so many more after that. Sends you a bouquet of flowers made from his ice too (#Elsa)

Has food delivered to you at lunch on days he knows you’re super busy so you don’t forget to eat since you often forget to take care of yourself (he doesn’t mind too much since he likes that you let him take care of you)

Prefers kisses over hugs, except when he’s sad because of a patient (then he likes the warm comfort of your hugs)

Moves his glasses to the top of his head and rubs the bridge of his nose when he gets really stressed

Brings you a mild painkiller after blowing your back out, a smug but tiny smile on his lips, and tells you, “I was a bit rough so humor me and take this medicine. I don’t want you in excess pain because of me.”

Loves when you want to lay on his chest when he’s reading through cases and medical journals at night. He’ll read them out loud until you fall asleep and then finish them quietly as you snore softly into his chest

Calls you before a difficult surgery because your voice instantly calms him down

Into bondage—specifically he likes to tie you up so you can’t escape when he starts to overstimulate you. He really can’t help it, you just make such pretty noises for him when he gets you to that point that he has to keep going

Tags: @adaurielle @luffysprincess @seraphofthesimps

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[eiflawriting]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨

(✧) ─ 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 quick lovemaking after a long day at work...

(✧) ─ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔! black woman who uses she/her pronouns. established relationship (husband!wife), chubby!reader, non sorcerer modern au. usage of profanity, masturbation, spooning position, mating press (towards the end) praise kink, spit kink, breeding kink, squirting, creampie, terms of endearment — sweetheart, angel, dear, baby, my love, etc. a quickie, but very soft and sensual. kento is just a very h*rny man who craves his wife's touch. this has slight plot but it’s pretty fast paced! 2.6k word count.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀(✧) ─ 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔

hey y'all. this will be my last fanfic of the year, and of course it's my husband kento. i was inspired by this five second clip. don't even know who that is, but i was like whew. ART CREDIT — ilameys via twitter. be prepared for this to be a husband!wife series. who knows? hehe. don't have much to say, but i hope y'all enjoy. HAPPY NEW YEAR. 🥂 interactions would be greatly appreciated. ♡ eighteen plus only. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. available to read on ao3

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𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑨 𝑳𝑶𝑵𝑮 𝑫𝑨𝒀 𝑨𝑻 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑲 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑪𝑨𝑼𝑺𝑬𝑫 𝑵𝑨𝑵𝑨𝑴𝑰 𝑻𝑶 𝑹𝑬𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑵 𝑯𝑶𝑴𝑬 𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑬—again. It was probably the fourth time this week doing so. Being a salaryman wasn't easy. Long shifts. Lack of sleep. Barely having the time to tend to his personal life. This was a lifestyle that Nanami was used to and ultimately okay with. However, that all changed when he met his beautiful wife, Y/N. She was his joy. Everything he did was for the sake of their future together, but along the way, he couldn't help but feel as if he was neglecting her. 

Although work can be crazy at times, this week was busier than usual, causing his time with Y/N to be limited. He missed her dearly. The most time he had with her this week was fifteen minutes in the morning while eating breakfast or when she would bring his lunch to him at work. Whatever time spent, he was sure to cherish. But the personal joys they did together, such as reading books, going to museums, or a stroll in the city, is what he really wanted. 

Nanami looked forward to the weekend because he knew he would use off time to make up for lost time with Y/N. 

He returned home, and to his surprise, a plate of food was on the table, wrapped up and awaiting his arrival. He cursed himself for allowing this to happen again. Eating meals were his staple with Y/N, especially dinner since it would just be them talking about how their day went. 

After heating up the food to eat, which tasted just as good as if it was freshly made, he went to shower in the guest bathroom downstairs so he wouldn't wake up Y/N. As he was showering, his thoughts got the best of him. 

What if she leaves me? I wouldn't be surprised if she finds someone else to give her the attention she deserves. 

Why was Nanami thinking this way? He didn't know. But his thoughts soon became lewd. Fuck, he desperately needed Y/N. It's been almost a week since they had sex. Her pussy was his home, and he yearned for her comfort. 

He missed the taste of her arousal lingering on his tongue. How she wrapped around him, moaning his name. He was deprived of Y/N's touch and only wished it was her who was currently stroking his cock for him. She did a much more suitable job. The two-hand twist combo she does—yeah, he needed that. Nanami knew he wouldn't be able to control himself the next time he had an opportunity fucking his wife. 

His strokes increased with the thought of Y/N in mind. Her beautiful full, saggy tits that he enjoyed putting his dick in between. He took his time to cherish her thick body with kisses, outlining every stretch mark with his tongue. Her ass, decorated with cellulite and waves resembling the ocean, would form when she took him from the back. His favorite place to hold was her love handles. She was slightly insecure about them, but Nanami vowed to handle them with extra love. 

She was simply perfect. 

Seeing her kneel before him to suck him off, pretty plush lips parting around his cock. Gosh, why were these thoughts flooding his mind? Maybe that was why he was moaning Y/N's name low enough so only he could hear. He needed to fuck her. His dick was aching for her pussy. It only took Nanami thinking about how ethereal she looked while cumming before a spray of his bitters hit the shower wall. His grunts were low yet harsh, nearly gasping for air. Such a satyromaniac he was. 

Once Nanami was done with his shower and masturbation session, he went upstairs to join Y/N in bed. Before doing so, he stood in the doorframe to watch her peacefully sleep. She was so damn beautiful. Living in a high-rise condo had its perks, and witnessing how the moonlight descended upon her dark brown skin was one of them. Even nature was captivated by Y/N's beauty. Sometimes Nanami even questions how he was so blessed to marry a woman like her? 

He watched Y/N a bit longer before walking to the dresser to grab briefs to wear. Nanami's preparation for bed included moisturizing his skin and spraying Y/N's favorite cologne that she gifted him—Bleu de Chanel. After doing his quick routine, he quietly slipped into bed to give Y/N a kiss on the cheek and have his arms find her waist to take comfort. Spooning her was a feeling Nanami would never grow weary of. 

As he slowly intertwined his fingers with Y/N, he felt her bringing his hands to her lips to place delicate kisses. 

"Hi, Ken. You're home," Y/N said softly in her sleepy voice. Even so, she sounds sweet. 

"Hi, my love. I'm sorry for waking you."

"No, it's okay, baby. I was waiting for you anyways—" She yawns, "but I kind of dozed off."

He sat up a bit to look at her while talking. "It's only my own fault for returning home late. However, I told you not to wait for me, sweetheart. I don't want you to lose sleep because of me."

"It's okay, Kento—I want to." Y/N rested her hand on his cheek to gently brush her thumb on his bottom lip. Even through heavy eyes, she looked at him with such tenderness. Nanami held Y/N's wrist to lean into her touch. This is what he looked forward to when coming home. 

She continued, 

"How was your day?"

"It wasn't too bad. I have no complaints about how I'm ending it," he replied with a small smile. 

"Did you eat the food I left on the table?"

"I did. It was delicious. Thank you, dear."

"Anything for you." While massaging his bottom lip, she puckered her own to ask for a kiss, which Nanami happily gave. 

The first few smooches started innocently, becoming familiar with the sweetness of her raspberry-flavored gloss that she always wore to bed. But Nanami's urges tempted him to do more. He left gentle kisses on Y/N's face before trailing down her neck. The kisses were filled with libido, nipping on her flesh to pull those faint whimpers from her chest. The sound alone had adrenaline rushing to his cock. 

Nanami reached under the covers to ascend his hand up her nightgown to massage the plushness of her ass, slowly creeping his fingers between her folds. She pulled off the covers so he could have better access to feel her pussy, opening her legs up. 

Y/N's wetness caused Nanami to curse against her skin, yet he felt selfish for waking her up for his sexual desires. So he began to pull away. 

"I'm sorry, my love. You're tired. We shouldn't be doing this."

She pulled him back to her lips. "No, Ken, please. I need you, baby. Just a quick one from the side, okay?" 

How could he say no to that? 

He kissed her passionately, immediately forcing his tongue to the back of her throat. In between smooches, Nanami told Y/N how much he loved and missed her, pulling down his briefs to give himself a few strokes. He lifted her leg up to swipe his dick along her heated wetness. She moaned into his mouth, which he devoured while aligning himself with her entrance to push his way through. 

Y/N nipped on his bottom lip to let out a lingering whine upon feeling her pussy split open. A week feels like forever since they were engulfed in each other's warmth. However, for Nanami? He just knew he would bust quickly.

Being inside Y/N felt like sitting on a cloud. No worries. Just peace. Her juices produced heat that could keep his cock warm on a cold day in the city. Nanami continued to slide in her walls until his tip met with that sweet spot that made her a mewling mess. Upon the meeting, he began thrusting. 

He hooked Y/N's leg over his forearm as he pounded her pussy. The tips of his ears burned red due to hearing those soft sounds of pleasure airing past her lips. The gushing of her pussy acted as a harmony that resonated with the moans she was already producing. She croaked, no begged Nanami to fuck her harder because she was just as deprived of him. 

Nanami had no complaints about working his thigh muscles. Hearing Y/N desire him always motivated him to deliver her climax sooner. There was something about fucking her wet fat pussy that made him hornier than usual. Perhaps thrusting past Y/N's puffy folds decorated with strands of hair had something to do with it? He couldn't explain it, but the hair on her pussy added an extra pleasure that he loved. 

He gave her a sensual smooch, then ghosted his lips over hers to watch her eyes light up in great delight. 

"Ken—this feels so good," Y/N purred. 

"No, you feel so good. I miss you so much. You've been such a good girl keeping this pussy nice and warm for me. You're squeezing me perfectly."

"I love you."

His dick twitched. "Fuck, I love you, too, sweetheart. My perfect angel."

His drive now resembled a wild animal. He didn't know where to place his hands. One minute they were rubbing her tits, the next it was toying with her clit. Nanami was fucking Y/N as if there was no tomorrow, balls slapping against her ass. The sounds of her pussy gushing began to heighten in volume. Anyone listening would think it was a steamy porno video, but it was just two lovers making sweet love to each other. 

If Y/N was tired before, she was definitely awake now. Despite that, she knew this quick fuck would put her to sleep. She loved his dick. So long and girthy, every inch filling her insides to feel the veins engrave her walls. Y/N wasn't the one to boost a man's ego by saying her pussy was theirs, but she would scream at the top of her lungs to let the world know it was Nanami's. 

Being a good husband and good dick will definitely have you this way. 

Y/N pulled her tits out of the nightgown she was wearing. Without asking, of course, Nanami swallowed her breast to suck while fucking her. With every thrust he took, her nerves increased. It would only take a few more until she came over his cock. Her moans were breathy yet clear. Lips held agape while droplets of drool coated the side of her mouth. Her pussy clenched and unclenched Nanami, stuck between not wanting to let go and almost ready to let go. 

After sucking on her tits, Nanami detached from them with a pop to look at Y/N. How could someone look this beautiful while being stuffed with cock? He was close to cumming from just watching her, but feeling her? Pussy painting his dick white? The juices leaking between her thighs and remnants on his balls, their sheets? His eyes rolled back at the sensation. If Nanami didn't know any better, his toes were also curling. 

"I'm sorry for being away from this for so long, sweetheart. Fuck, I can't stress enough how amazing you feel. How are you this wet?"

"It's okay, baby," Y/N whimpered. Why does she sound like that? It's like her voice was filled with honey. 

He nodded, giving her soft smooches. "Yeah, it's okay? Hm?"

"Y-Yes, Ken. I-I'm so close. 'M want more."

He slammed into her pussy at full force while rubbing mercilessly at her needy bud. He began moaning her name and calling her a good girl for taking him so well. Their brown irises were blown with pure lust as they held contact with each other. Y/N placed her hand on the back of his neck to pull him closer. She stuck out her tongue, and Nanami never expected he had a spitting kink until he met Y/N. He allowed a long string of spit to drip into her mouth before meeting her lips again. 

The kiss was sloppy, loud, and obnoxious. The power in his thrusts was beyond him. Y/N's pussy just felt too good not to fuck like this. Pussy like this was bound to make him a satyromaniac. Pussy like this makes him want to breed her. 

"This pussy is so good, angel. I want to fuck my cum deep inside you and make you a mommy. Would you like that?" Nanami rasped.

"Oh God, yes. Yes, Kento. Please cum in my pussy. Make me a mommy." Y/N's hand trailed down his spine, stopping at his lower back to pat repeatedly. She was there. She was—"Baby, keep fucking me like this. I'm cumming."

"Fuck, Y/N."

He quickly pulled out to turn Y/N on her back to pin both her thighs back as far as they could. Before Nanami slid back in, he slapped his cock on her clit to hear that pretty sure of her pussy gushing. The feeling of returning inside her was even warmer than before. Nanami pounded into her at a steady pace but ensured every thrust was passionate. Hearing Y/N scream out his name only gave him more motivation. 

She gripped the sheets beneath her doing her best to take this deep fucking from Nanami. To have the energy to fuck like this after a long day at work was mind-blowing to Y/N. But not as blown as her pussy. She whimpered through every last thrust until her vision blurred and tears pricked the corner of her eyes. She stared at Nanami. He always fucks her well. However, this? This was more than usual. What's gotten into him? Why was he fucking her like this? 

"Ken…" came out as a faint whisper. 

She orgasmed. 

While looking into his crisp brown eyes, she saw stars. Her walls were contracting uncontrollably around him. Seven minutes of being fucked into oblivion of ecstasy. Words couldn't even come through due to them tangling in her throat. Just breathy moans that were hitched. She repeatedly mouthed, "Thank you, I love you," because that's how she truly felt. Fucked and in love. 

And it didn't take a while for Nanami to follow behind. 

As he continued to fuck Y/N through her orgasm, squirt splashed between them and leaked down their sheets. Heat rushed to the center of his face. An overflow of his cum shot through the tip of his cock to flood her pussy. Harsh curse words sinfully slipped through Nanami's lips as soon as his release came, but his powerful thrusts didn't stop. He wanted to ensure he milked every last bit of his seeds in Y/N as deep as possible. Nanami was very serious about making her a mother.

The coiled moans finally unravel in Y/N's throat upon feeling his heated cum ooze in her pussy. She continued by expressing gratitude for the long-needed orgasm she yearned for. 

Nanami eventually halted his thrusts to allow his cock to get cozy in her pussy. He unpinned her thighs to let them wrap around his waist, and she did the same with her arms to pull him into a passionate kiss. While swirling tongues, Nanami slowly pulled out, to which they shared a final moan. 

Y/N felt complete with the amount of cum marinating in her pussy. And when remnants attempted to leak out, Nanami would swirl his finger inside of her to push them back in. She knew this would definitely be enough to get her pregnant.

After a few more kisses, Nanami rolled on his back to let out a heavy breath. He pulled Y/N onto his chest to kiss her forehead softly.

"Was I too rough with you toward the end?" 

"Hm, kinda. But honestly—I loved it. I wouldn't mind if you fucked me like that from time to time," Y/N answered. 

He chuckled. "I'll keep that in mind."

𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙. ♡

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[kneelingshadowsalome]

Sarah and Simon’s wedding. Any hints on how it went for them?

...Well! 🫦 *draws breath*

First, they frolic around Florence all cute and happy before the ceremony. Simon takes her to galleries -> somehow the idea of this giant soldier listening to his enthusiastic, sparkly-eyed wife-to-be giving him a monologue about a painting like Birth of Venus does things to me. He def. gets a hard-on from that, and Sarah gets all flustered when she notices. ("We're in a gallery, for god's sake" or "I should've known you can't behave yourself" while her eyes are just wide and shining from love)

As for the wedding: nothing too fancy, nothing too luxurious or overly elegant. Instead, crazy romantic – nothing is official and there will be no legal documents on any marriage taking place, but Simon would do his all to make the day memorable for the both of them. He loves to pamper and spoil Sarah, even if she gets shy about it (she loves it actually). So good food and a beautiful dress are a must, and the venue has to be something Sarah would love – something historical, from the romantic period, perhaps. Some old villa with lemon trees or magnolias, a wild garden that is overwhelming to the senses, nothing too pruned or symmetrical. They spend their wedding night there, too, sleep late in the morning and have a hedonistic 2-hour brunch in the garden.

I don't know if even Soap would be present because we're talking about a secret elopement here. Simon would have a hard time asking John to be his best man, and Sarah has yet to see him too many times, so it might be just the two of them + someone suitable to conduct the ceremony. After all, the marriage is mainly a powerful symbolic gesture from Simon that he is dedicated to Sarah and wants to grow old with her (I see them planting those apple trees in Simon's "hideout" later that summer: one for her and one for him).

But what would be even more monumental than the actual wedding is the honeymoon that follows.

Simon takes weeks, almost a month off his work to explore Italy and especially the seaside together. There is an overdose of art, culture, good food and wine. Sarah tries to teach Simon to appreciate a good Amarone or Valpolicella and he's just like I'd rather not but gives in like he always does (*sigh* "Let's try it then, dove"). There's lots of swimming and hikes in the woodlands and just all kinds of fun under the sun, and all around them, the nature is blooming. 

Sometimes they are too tired to even make love because they've been too busy going around yet another bend or a corner to see if there is a great view or a better restaurant or a hidden beach empty of people. But he brings her breakfast in bed, and it usually ends in slow, passionate sex before they venture out again. Or then there's the occasional quickie in the shower just before dinner. Her cheeks are still flushed when they rush to their reservation and the waiter brings the menus to the table (Simon only looks annoyingly content with himself). 

If one thing is sure, it's this: Simon gets actual dimples on his cheeks from that honeymoon, and Sarah teases him about it for the rest of their lives. 

Every time the weather turns cold and rainy in London, they remember their Italian summer and the gardens filled with foreign scents and their wedding night which was a little too hot to get some sleep, not to talk of making love (of course they still did and were all sweaty and spent afterward, poor things), they remember their walks on the beaches filled with beautiful sea shells and how they should go back there someday, but Simon says it would never be the same... so they decide they will explore a new country and a new place every year. A few weeks, almost a month off from work, no matter what, so they can go and have some adventures and a slice of peace and live their lives to the full. 💞

#the fluff is strong with this one #tooth rotting fluff #proceed with caution #simon ghost riley x female oc #happily ever after #spoilers #answered

[evermoresversion]

dating corbyn besson would include.

TW: Suggestive content.

First of all, his love languages are physical touch, words of affirmation and quality time.

He always asks you to paint his nails or if you do your own on acrylics he will want the same design in gelish.

He always wants to combine everything with you.

Whether it's clothes, nail art, accessories, whatever.

Lots of gifts, whether they are small details or cards that he make by hand.

There was one time when he wrote you a little poem on a napkin when you were on a date night.

When he writes songs you are the first one he shows them to.

Loves you too much.

He dedicates songs to you.

Anything, gift or whatever you give him, he keeps in a box that he has in his apartment.

When you no longer want to walk, he carries you on his back.

He lets you dye his hair.

He definitely uses your boobs as his personal pillow after a long day.

He adores, no, he loves you stroking his hair when you're both about to sleep.

You accompany him with the boys to record in the studio.

You are Daniel's best friend.

Him making jokes to you and you bothering about it.

When someone in an interview mentions you, he immediately start smiling.

Him being a great simp for you.

The boys teasing him about it.

All the parts that he plays in love songs and he has to write, he does it with you in mind.

Faithful believer that both are made for each other and will never end.

He is capable of telling you that he is pregnant if you ever think about breaking up with him.

With his antics you never get bored.

He always insists that both of you should sleep together.

Or he also insists that you should shower together to "save water".

Which brings us to shower sex if you accept his proposal.

But if you don't accept, he'll pout and cling to you like a flea and look at you with pleading eyes for you to accept.

When the two of you are together in a crowded place, he keeps you next to him or within his line of sight so he doesn't lose you.

He lets you do your makeup or skincare routine on him.

He steals food from your plate.

He would adopt a puppy to be your son.

Night talks about what your future together would be like.

He is excited to talk about what your ideal wedding of both would be like.

He always tries to get you to accompany him on all his tours.

But when you can't or you have something to do, you always receive him at the airport.

After each concert you wait for him backstage, when he sees you he hugs you strongly grateful for having you in his life to share his achievements.

Lots of kisses on the forehead.

Quickies between rehearsals or sound check.

The boys know what you do when you both disappear together.

The fans adore you and accept you as their boy's girl.

Beautiful edits of both on TikTok.

Your social media of both are full of your relationship.

Ashley, his sister, adores you.

And also all his family.

Whenever they have a family reunion or travel, his mother asks Corbyn to invite you.

Ashley having a fanpage about your relationship with her brother.

And she has also proclaimed herself as the president of the fan club of your relationship.

Him acting like a little kid around you.

You are definitely the woman he wants to spend the rest of his life with.

Make your requests.

#corbyn besson #corbyn #besson #corbyn besson fanfic #corbyn besson imagines #corbyn besson imagine #corbyn besson x reader #corbyn besson x y/n #why don't we #why don't we imagines #why don't we imagine #why don't we fanfic #bro is papucho

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Fluffy Pancakes, Fluffy Girl [Ft. CSR Geumhee]

Tags: Fluff, Holy shit its fluffy, Backhugs, did I already mention fluffy?, Quickie, not edited because ffh (Fluffy Fantasy Haze) Author's Note: She is just too cute man, she is just too cute for this world, and its time to give her a true solo fic like this adorable cutie deserves, requested by @libraryoferos so have fun bro and everyone else reading this

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If there was one thing you wish you could've gotten from your girlfriend, is the ability to wake up easily

Saturday morning, 8:15 AM And dear god you have no idea why you are sitting on your sofa, sipping your cup of coffee meanwhile Geumhee is still snoring cutely in your shared bed, you could only curse yourself for your mistake

"hmmm...well she is working a lot for her comeback with her members" you think to yourself, taking a small look toward the bedroom door. "i think i should pamper her a bit" your thoughts added up in your head as you wake up from the sofa and go toward the fridge, pampering your girlfriend the only way you knew how: Pancakes

Pancakes being your favorite food to eat together as a couple is an understatement, since you could honestly say that without this you would never meet you girlfriend, you could only smile as you started to follow the pancake recipe you got from the internet.

Each step you follow of the recipe give you memories that start to float in your head, like how you confessed to Geumhee 2 years ago. date or your first kiss which was during a meteor shower, you cant help but smile as you continue making the pancakes

time passes, the pan is warming up as you style your art of pancake making, first bunch of pancakes gets a bit weirdly shaped, but its doesnt matter since what is important to you is the taste and the smell.

speaking of smell, the scent of the pancakes slowly creeps up to the bedroom as soon enough you could hear a sound akin to a moan coming from the room which means two things: she is awake, and she is hungry resulting in a small giggle from you

however for now you could only focus on the pancakes, not trying to burn them as your eyes look at the pan, while your right hand is holding the spatula, the left hand is holding the pan, making it easier for you to flip the pancakes, slowly but surely more and more freshly made pancakes are added to the plate as suddenly you could feel two hands creeping behind you, slowly wrapping around you.

"Morning Jagi" you simply say as you turn out, revealing your girlfriend in her "just woke up" attire, a white sweater that she probably stole from your closet and very short pants, her brown hair messy however her bangs stay in their place.

however said girl doesnt say anything, instead she opens her mouth, signaling she is hungry as you fork one of the pancakes and slowly enter it into her mouth, letting her munch on the pancake as she hums in response, flashing her iconic gummy smile showing she is enjoying her breakfast in

"You really made those just for me?" Geumhee mouthed the question, her mouth still full of the pancake she is eating.

"Mmm...Maybe?" you answered, causing both of you to fill the room with your laugh, so much so that you couldnt notice that the fork was taken from your hand, taking another pancake with it

"I cant be the only one tasting right oppa?" she asked as you just rolled your eyes, however before eating the pancake you quickly attack her lips, giving her a quick peck before taking a bite from the pancake, making your girlfriend flustered from your sudden action.

"What? i needed something sweet before eating the pacnak-Owww" you did your best attempt of flirting however you only recived a small punch to your shoulder.

"That was corny as fuck oppa" she cutely said, for a minute so you just cant help both of yourself. finding both you and geumhee looking at eachother's eye for a long time, soon enough you both started laughing again.

"Wanna watch some saturday morning anime?" you ask as Geumhee without even answering took you to the sofa, turning on the TV and changing to an Anime channel, your hands quickly go around your girlfriend's neck. pulling her closer to you resulting in her resting her head on your shoulder.

"Now that...is a good morning" you thought yourself, letting the day finally start for the both of you, while it is a slow start, its a start you love

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Posted in10/10/2023

#kpop fanfic #kpop #fluff #kpop fluff #csr kpop #csr #geumhee #csr geumhee

[dearest-dirt]

Headcanons: Dating Hal Jordan

Warnings: NSFW so minors please don't interact.

Gender Neutral Reader

Authors Note: Hi! I love this dumbass!!! As with my other head canons, I tried to make these as inclusive as possible so if you catch any mistakes, please let me know. Bestie, please reblog. I hope you enjoy my work!

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SFW

Depending on how tired he is and how long he’s been off earth, you guys would either stay in or go out.

If he’s been home for a while then you guys are definitely going out. Hal would take you to art museums, amusement parks, book stores, picnics, long walks in a park, farmers markets, the movies, star gazing, long drives outside of the city, and weekend getaways.

If he just got back then you’ll stay home. You’ll cook together (he’s secretly amazing at making food he likes), reading together, watching movies or tv shows, making him catch up on memes, and playing board games.

He is either always holding your hand, has his arm around your waist, has his hand in your back pocket, has his hand resting on your hips with his thumb in the waistband of your jeans, or straight up has his hand on your ass without shame.

Physical touch and acts of services.

Constant physical affection. He doesn’t care if people are around, if he wants to kiss you he will; he wants to make out he will. (With your consent of course.)

Loves it when you smack or grab his ass. Have you seen that ass? You definitely love grabbing and smacking his ass just as much as he loves it.

Kisses! All the kisses in the world. Sweet kisses, steamy kisses, gentle kisses, protective kisses. Anywhere and everywhere!

He’s more old school chiverolus, so he’ll open doors for you, pull out chairs for you, make sure he walks on the outside of sidewalks, carries the bags, etc.

He’s secure about himself and your relationship, so he isn’t afraid to be emotional or vulnerable around you.

He would always try to make you laugh.

Likes his space when he sleeps but he might put an arm around you or interlace his fingers with yours.

Keeps a picture of you in his wallet.

Very protective of you.

He’ll constantly tell you random things about planes and flying. His face lights up with so much excitement and joyfulness when he's rambling about it.

You write him little love notes to take along when he goes away for long periods of time.

Loves to cuddle! Big spoon.

NSFW

Lots of sex. And I mean lots.  

Would definitely use his ring for sex purposes.

Very good at sex. Will make you orgasm every time (usually multiple times) one way or another.

Expect love bites everywhere. He loves seeing you with bruises and marks all over your body.

Loves it when you leave love bites on him.

Bottom. But wouldn’t mind being a top, if you asked.

Likes being tied up.

Likes praise.

Slight tease. Will edge you but likes it better when he makes you orgasm.

Into making sex tapes. Likes to have those for when he’s gone off earth for long periods of time.

Into giving head and receiving it.

Not into quickies.

Would be open to trying anything, as long as there is open and good communication between you both.

Loves it when you take control.

Good at dirty talk, if you're into it.

Some how has the best sex playlists!

If space had cell phone reception, he would definitely sext all the time.

Great aftercare. He would be so gentle and loving. He would tell you how much he loves you and how you make his life wonderful.

#hal jordan #green lantern #hal jordan x reader #hal jordan x you #hal jordan hc #hal jordan headcanons #green lantern x reader #green lantern x you #dc headcanon #dc x reader #dc x you #headcanons #parallax #parallax hal #spectre #spectre hal jordan #green lantern hc #green lantern headcanons #my writing

[somewhereinthepines]

a/n: i’m cleaning up my writing files atm, and i found this lil thing. it was supposed to be a full-blown oneshot pwp, but idk if i will return to it like ever. to this set-up in particular, i mean. i might, but also not sure. so here as far as i’ve got with it. technically speaking, this can be considered an AU. ryan is around 23-24 in this fic. chris is 48. the rest of the counsellors are also older. and basically, ryan and chris both have tattoos in this fic, and pretty much look like their concept art versions. that’s the only time, when ryan is allowed to look cool. ever. 

and as to why jacob happens to be here…well, idk. he just is. 

either way, the pair is chris/ryan, there are hints of slight mature themes, but it never got past it lol. also i didn't re-read it, so if there are mistakes, so sorry.

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Emma was a freaking tease. Jacob knew it already. Knew it from the get-go, but he couldn’t help himself. He truly couldn’t. He was always getting frustrated with the way she taunted him. Giving him an inch, only for him to make it into a mile. 

Sure, it was part of the deal and they weren’t even dating, but deep down, he dared to hope for something more intimate, than a quickie and promise of maybe, maybe not doing it again. 

It was fun, of course. The things, that they did. Em had a fantastic body and she was more experienced, than most girls he was with before. Yet, it’s where she seemingly drew the line. She wouldn’t allow him to kiss her in public or even throw an arm around her shoulder. 

She resisted anything, that had something to do with them getting committed to one another, and despite how he should have been ‘respectful’ toward her wishes, it still managed to upset him. 

He naively thought, that they kinda had, you know, something special, maybe? A summer flick can grow past just a little crush, no one forbidden it to. 

But she was having none of that. 

She refused to give him any chance to actually show her, that he was pretty serious about making her his girlfriend. It seemed like she didn’t believe him. But Jacob was a stubborn guy, and he kept on telling himself, that he just needs to work harder to win her over. After all, Em was the girl of his dreams. Pretty, witty, and hot as hell. What is there not to want? He just had to try harder to make her see things his way!  

The only problem was, though, that he had no idea how to go about it. He only had one girlfriend before, and even then, she dumped him, because he wasn’t ‘sensitive enough’ for her or whatever. 

Jacob was pretty helpless, when it came to deciphering women's psychology. 

He could always ask Kaitlyn’s opinion on the matter, but she would make fun of him, abusing the boundaries of their friendship for her own amusement. And even if she would have been willing to actually help him, she wasn’t the most girly girl on the block. How would she know what Em might like? And Abi, well, yeah no. He doubts, that she will be of any help, either. She didn’t strike him as someone, who was on the same level as Emma. 

So with all those names crossed out, unfortunately, it left him only with one option. Not the best one. But who else was he going to ask for dating advice? Mister H? 

No, it was out of the question. He won’t ask some old dude, who clearly wasn’t doing anything sexual for years. Jacob needed a more ref-reshed opinion. Such as Nick or Dylan. They’d be able to help. 

For that, he smartly picked the time, when he had two of them in one place. During the breakfast, when everyone was way too sleepy to be smarasses and when, Emma was sitting out of ear-shot. 

It was perfect timing for sure. 

As soon as he was mentally ready, he blurted out, loud enough only for his buds to hear, “What should I do?” 

Dylan and Nick paused their heated discussion about some music band to throw weirded out looks at him. Ryan, on other hand, barely glanced at Jacob, pretty soon returning to poking at his food, like nothing had happened. He looked like he was still half-asleep. But Jacob couldn’t care less about that dude at the moment. 

“What?” Nick blinked, seemingly not following. 

“Yeah, what do you mean?” Dylan asked, leaning on the table, vaguely intrigued. “Did I miss something?” 

“It’s about –” Jacob couldn’t hold back an embarrassed, sheepish smile, that crawled on his lips. “Em.” 

“Oh…right, of course it is.” Dylan immediately looked bored, as if someone had flipped a switch inside his head. “It’s always about her with you, huh?” 

“Wh – no, it’s not!” 

“Yes, it is.” Dylan drawled out, eyes hooded and flat. “Oh Romeo, where is my Romeo?” 

“Did she dump you or something?” Nick chimed in, pushing a piece of broccoli inside his mouth. He was faintly smirking at angried look on Jacob’s face. “About the damn time. The summer is getting close to an end. It’s time to lose some extra weight.”

“Sick burn, man.” 

“I’m serious!” Jacob whispered-shouted, which only resulted in more recondited mockery. “I’ve – I’m asking you to help me!” 

“So she did dump you, then?”

Dylan snorted. Nick was openly smiling now. And Ryan just continued looking like he was pretty much out of it. 

“What? No. No!” Jacob shot back, glaring at them. “Don’t say that, man!”

“Why not? It’s not like she’s gonna date you outside of – umm – y’know, work and all.” Dylan supplied, getting an approving leer from Nick. “Summer affairs tend to be short-lived.” 

“Yeah, what he said.” Nick supported, mouthing another piece of his breakfast. “You win some, you lose some.” 

Jacob frowned, slowly getting frustrated with them. Those two fuckers were always ganging up on him, when it came to Em. But it wasn’t like he had much choice. He couldn’t figure it out on his own. He needed their help. Whether he wanted it or not. 

“I’m serious, dudesss.” Jacob said in a quieter, whiner voice. “I need some – uh, advice? Like pretty please?” 

“Like as in dating advice?” Dylan made a confused face. “From…us?” 

“How desperate are you?” Nick injected, also looking surprised. 

“I don’t know…very desperate?” Jacob offered, seeing a small shift in their behavior. “If I wasn’t, I wouldn’t have been asking.” 

“So you want us to help you to make Em like you again?” Dylan asked, rubbing his jaw, like he wasn’t too sure about his own wording. “Like make her get swayed by you?” 

Jacob nodded his head. “Ah, yeah. Yeeeah. I mean. Kind of?” 

“For real?” 

“Yes. Fucking damn it.” he was getting pretty angry here. “How many times do I need to repeat it?” 

Nick sighed, putting his cheek in the hollow of his palm, eyes skipping to the other end of the hall, where Emma chatted with Abi. She was fully oblivious about what they were discussing just a few feet away. Dylan looked into that direction too, humming. To their credit, they both actually seemed somewhat thoughtful now. 

“Well?” 

“I dunno, dude. Didn’t you try to like — aw fuck, I don’t know.” Dylan turned back to him. “Nick, what you’ve got? You’ve gotta have something, right?” 

Nick responded with an indifferent shrug. “Not really. I mean, did you try to do something romantic for her? Like take her to some pretty place?” 

Jacob did nothing of the kind, but this got his attention. “A pretty place? In here?” 

“Where else?” Nick said, playfully raising both of his brows up. “The town doesn’t actually have anything cool in it. And in nature…” 

“You can fuck in nature.” Dylan injected, seemingly proud of his sudden resolution “Do it the forest people style.” 

“Get it going in the bushes?” Jacob honestly thought, that they must be joking. Em would never agree to this kind of stuff. “That’s not serious, guys.” 

“Why not? You can go skinny dipping.” 

“Or you can stage it like you will.” 

“Oh.” 

Now, this was an idea. 

Jacob nodded, considering it. “Okay, okaaay. Continue.” 

“You, her aaand –” 

Dylan and Nick exchanged looks, and smiled at one another, as if knowing something, that he didn’t. 

“And?” Jacob urged, leaning over the table. “And what?” 

“And a private, secluded place. This is what you need.” Nick finished, while Dylan nodded, getting a sip of his coffee. “This will get the ball rolling.” 

“Yeah, you can surprise her and then, get some or whatever.” 

Jacob glanced at Em’s direction. Maybe, this indeed was what he needed. They don’t even had to have sex, maybe just talk about things, where no one can budge in. In the end, he just wanted to make her give him a chance. A real one. And if they’d be alone and she’ll see that he was honestly trying…this should sway her judgment, right? 

But it brings him back to another issue. 

“And where such a place might be?” 

“Uhhhh…well. I don’t know.” Nick answered, unbothered by Jacob’s fallen expression. “Somewhere?” 

“Oh come on, dude!” Jacob whined. “Don’t do this to me!” 

Nick’s state remained neutral, and Jacob started getting real worried here, but then – 

“Maybe, you should ask Ryan.” Dylan offered, pointing his fork at Mister Gloom-Doom, who barely flinched at the notion. “He knows the area better, than any of us.” 

“Yeah, that’s a good idea, actually. Ask him.” Nick murmured, getting back to his food. “Mister H probably showed him around a lot.” 

This was a good point, but it was Ryan, they were talking about. And if there was something, that everybody around here knew, it was that he and Jacob weren’t really getting along well. 

“I don’t think, that he can be –” 

“He sits right here, just ask him, geez.” Nick urged, before starting chewing on his bacon. 

Jacob looked at Ryan, and the other guy looked back at him. “So, Ryan…do you know such a place? For me and Em, I mean.”

The other teen didn’t respond. He didn’t even blink. Expression so-ever blank, the dark eyes slightly lidded. Always unimpressed and uninterested by anything or anyone. Jacob already wanted to punch him in the face. It was almost like an itch under his skin. 

“You’ve been here a lot, so –” 

“I’m not going to help you, dude.” 

He didn’t even hesitate or stammer when he said it. The asshole didn’t so much as bait an eyelid even. And while, Jacob expected it, this did nothing to prevent his temper from rising. Ryan really did pissed him off sometimes.  

“Wow, who would have thought.” Jacob bit back, childishly offended. “I mean, daaaamn. You can’t really contribute to anything, unless it’s a – let’s see, a discussion about how to deepthroat Mister H’s dick. Now, this would have been your field of knowledge, I’d imagine.” 

Dylan made a weird noise, that could have been a poorly stifled giggle, while Nick openly sniggered into his fist, masking it into a low cough. They both did a piss poor job of hiding their amusement. But Ryan himself barely raised a brow at him. 

“Nice one, Jacob.” Ryan deadpanned, taking a bite of his omelet. “I’m never going to recover from it.” 

“I’ll bet, that Mister H is into some kinky shit.” Dylan suggested. “Like some real dirty stuff.” 

“You, mean like an old pervert kind of shit?” Nick joined in, all too happy to spread rumors about their boss. “Roleplay? Or wait, the better yet. Underground BDSM club?” 

“Can you picture it?” Dylan laughed under his breath. “Mister H in leather?” 

“With some kind of torture thing.” 

“Like a paddle.” 

“Or a whip.” 

They could only hold themselves back so much, before they started laughing. Nick nearly choked on the last piece of his bacon. 

“Hey guys, can we please focus on me?” Jacob asked over their laughter, but was ignored. 

“He’s not into weird shit.” Ryan put his own two cents in, for once, looking somewhat annoyed. He always got all bristly and pissy, when they shit-talked his precious camp leader. It was almost like he cared about what they said about Mister Hackett way more, than what they said about Ryan himself. 

So typical for that guy. 

“Oh come on, Ryan. We’re just joking.” 

“Yeah, man. Chill.” 

“He can’t chill, though.” 

Everyone at the table looked up at him. The dramatic pause worked as a charm. 

If you can’t fight them, join them. 

“It gives him flashbacks.” Jacob said with a toothy smile, enjoying how Ryan’s hold on the fork tightened up as if on reflex. “Does he put you over his knee, when you’re being a bad boy, Ryan?” 

“Har-har.” Ryan narrowed his eyes. “Very funny, Jacob.” 

“What, I am just asking, man.” Jacob replied back, a smile still present on his face. “I mean, do you call him daddy? Or pappi? You look like you’d be into that!” 

Ryan’s eyes narrowed. “Are you done yet?” 

Jacob pretended to think. “Yeeeah, no wait. Wait. One last thing. Daddy Hackett.” 

This managed to send both Nick and Dylan into an absolute frenzy, they were openly laughing now, creating all kinds of rackets around the table. The other counselors and kids were glancing their way. But Jacob’s own attention was focused on Mister-Bitch-Resting-Face. He wouldn’t miss it for the world. The rare chance to see, Ryan actually losing even an inch of his cool. 

“So which one is it? You can tell us, we won’t judge!” 

“You really hang up on it, aren’t you?” 

“I don’t know.” Jacob shrugged. “What’s your favorite pose, by the way? Doggy style?” 

This finally hit the nail. Ryan’s breath hitched. His posture went rigid. And while one might mistake it for a sign of repressed anger, Jacob noticed how jerked his throat, and how quickly he went from tense to huddled, and oddly pissy, but in a very passive-aggressive way. 

Jacob had irked him for real this time. And he wasn’t about to stop. Fuck no. Why should he? Mister H’s personal Golden Boy deserved to be knocked down a peg. 

“Nothing to say for yourself, Erzahler?” 

He was anticipating his response. He waited for some sort of comeback or maybe, even something being thrown into his face. But in a second, all the pent-up energy seemingly left Ryan’s body, and his expression went back to being placid and bored. 

“Fuck off.” Ryan muttered, looking away. Defeated. 

“Awww…” Jacob coed. “Poor Ryan had –” 

“Hey, what’s going on over there?” 

Ahhh, fuck. 

He cringed, and turned over his shoulder to reassure Mister H, who was now glaring at them like a hawk. Sometimes, Jacob forgot that he was there during the morning hours too. “Nothing! It’s nothing!” 

“Nothing?” the older man’s face told him, that he wasn’t buying into Jacob’s bullshit. “It doesn’t look like nothing to me. What’s so funny, anyways?” 

“Ahh, it’s – no, really! That’s ahhh – that’s nothing, really!” Jacob waved his hand, hoping that it would pacify the other, and make the crowd stop eyeing him. Even Em was staring at him, slightly raising her brow. “This is just –” 

“Yeah, it’s nothing, Mister H.” 

Jacob paused, side-glancing at Ryan, genuinely taken aback. Not expecting him to come to Jacob’s aid, out of all people. But then, he noticed how there was a hint of light smirk on Ryan’s lips, and he immediately knew that it wasn’t anything good. Ryan might have told his jokes with a straight face, making people wonder if it was a joke at all. But he could deliver the punchline, if he really wanted to. 

“He just can’t count past forty five.” 

Some people started to laugh. Nick and Dylan laughed at this as well, not caring who was the target of their shared finger-poking. They seemed to love taking piss at everyone, really. 

“That’s –” Jacob felt his face flush with embarrassment. “That’s not true!” 

“Yeah, he slowly gets over forty six, though.” Ryan added, looking straight at him. “It’s very challenging.” 

“Fuck you!” Jacob quietly hissed, kicking Ryan into the shin under the table. Something had flashed through the other teen’s face then, and he kicked him right back. Jacob barely managed to bite back a painted groan. Ryan’s boots had a pretty heavy sole. “Ow, why you…” 

“Hope, that you like it.” 

“What?” Jacob raised his eyes and met that unbanished expression directly, and damn, he wanted to fucking throttle that prick. 

“Hey! HEY!” Mister H called out, getting up from his own seat. “Don’t make me go there, Custos!”

“What!?” he blinked, taken aback by such plain side-picking. “What did I do? Ryan is –” 

“I told you to knock it off, pal.” the older man warned him, tone serious and expression even more hardened. “I’m not jokin’ with ya. Don’t start something, that ya can't finish.” 

“But I –” 

“Calm yourself down. Now.” Mister H told him, like one would a disobedient dog and it was pretty much over, after that. At this point, it was pretty useless to try and defend himself, so he just sank back into his seat, throwing Ryan a dirty look. The other kid just scoffed at him, drawing his legs closer to the bench, and going back to straight up ignoring him. 

Fucking asshole. 

Mister H never got angry at Ryan. As if he was automatically blameless, and never guilty of anything. It got under Jacob’s skin at times. Just how easy it was for Ryan to mislead people with his quiet and usually non-conflicting persona. It’s like they literally believed, that he was any better, than an average man of their age. When he wasn’t. 

At least, Jacob wasn’t buying into that shit. There was just something very off about Ryan. Something, that made it hard to like him, but very easy to want to mess with him. He could never understand why Kaitlyn kind of liked the creep, when he didn’t even looked her way. 

But eventually, it all was sort of forgotten and Jacob went back to focusing on more important tasks such as getting Em see a real dating material in him. It was more urgent, than focusing on Ryan and how he got it all so ever easy. Besides, this plan might just work. 

Jacob felt good about this one. Real good. 

It should work out just fiiine. 

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It didn’t work out fine. Half-way through, he had already started suspecting that something was off. Nick and Dylan told him, that they had told Em, that Jacob told them to ask her if she would like to accompany him tonight. And then, as a final piece of their strange story, they told him, that she said yes. 

Dumbly and blindly, he had trusted their word. He went to the spot, where he was supposed to meet Emma. But it was becoming less and less likely, that she’d come. They said, that Em wanted to meet him on the Island, in the evening, when most of the counselors and campers will be getting ready for the night. But Jacob was yet to find any sign of her. Was she running later or…? 

Annoyed, he looked around, finding nothing, but well, the old boathouse. Nothing out of the ordinary. And Em was nowhere to be seen. 

Part of him suspected, that it might be a ruse. It won’t be the first time, when Nick and Dylan would use his affection for Emma to make a fool out of him. And it most likely won’t be the last. They still had a few weeks of summer left. 

Jacob re-adjusted his cap, looking up at the darkening sky. 

“Ahh, damn it…” 

The time was really running out for him, wasn’t it? 

But – 

But maybe, she was simply being fashionably late. Girls love to do this kind of thing. 

Not knowing if this all was for real or not, if Emma was still coming or not, he decided to wait it out in the boathouse. He might as well, see if she would be heading here from the higher point of the Island, rather than sulking on the bridge. 

“Okay, Jacob. Gotta wait for her a bit longer, I guess.” he told himself, filling the silence with his own voice, just to not let the anxiety take over. Perhaps, he still can get it going for him. 

Or maybe, not. 

Maybe, not today. 

He wasn’t sure how long he waited. One hour for sure, maybe more, but he nearly jumped off the second floor, when he saw a boat coming closer to an Island. Finally, she was –

But it wasn’t Emily. 

It was Mister H and…what the hell? Was it Ryan? 

They seem to not notice him too busy talking with one another. Jacob had no idea what they were discussing, he could only hear their muted voices, and see Mister Hackett nearly scrambling to get on the sandy surface, like he wanted nothing more, than to put a distance between himself and the water. 

Meanwhile, Ryan was tying the boat to the bridge pole, eyes downcast and mouth still running about whatever. As soon as he was done, he joined Chris and they walked towards –

Oh fuck. They were walking here. 

Jacob leapt away from the wooden border, heart beating loudly inside his ears. What should he do? None of the counselors were allowed to come here, after the camping activities were done with. And it was getting closer and closer toward nighttime. He would get in trouble for this! 

He couldn’t let them see him! 

The voices were getting louder and he could hear their footsteps making the old wood creak. They were fucking going up here! Damn! Damn it! 

Frantically, Jacob swiped his head around, attempting to pick a place to hide. 

Come on! Come on! 

“T-there!” he muttered to himself, feeling like he still could avoid getting caught. 

Quickly, he rushed toward one of the tables, crawling underneath it, right to the point, where there were too many chairs for them to hopefully notice him. He could hide behind them for the time being. And it wasn’t like it was actually all that bright anymore either. 

The sun was about to set in an hour or two, so maybe –

“I can’t believe, that he said it.” 

This was unmistakably Mister H’s voice. 

“He did.” 

And this low drawl was clearly Ryan. But what the fuck Ryan was even going here, and with their boss? So late too? How come that rules didn’t apply to him as well? 

Jacob could barely process what this situation even was, but he didn’t have all that much time to dwell on it. His breath came short, when both men walked through the doorway. Mister Hackett was holding a pack of…beer? And Ryan was dragging after him, seemingly familiar with this ‘routine’, like they did it before. 

And what the hell was this all about? Did Chris allow Ryan to drink at work? 

While Jacob was still somewhat shocked with this development, Ryan settled on one of the tables, putting his boot on the nearest chair, rocking it. The older man placed the beer pack right next to his hip, pausing like he had noticed something out of order. 

“And then, it’s –”

“Wait a second, bud.” 

Jacob watched in horror how Mister H took a step back from the table, and slowly rounded the room with his stare. The look inside his irises was oddly intense, not the kind that he ever saw the man having. Then, weirdly enough, Mister H’s nose twitched, like he was sniffing air. 

“What’s the matter?” 

“Ah, no…” Chris narrowed his eyes, looking from one side to another. “No, it’s just — oh, here it is.” 

He slowly stalked closer to the place, where Jacob was hiding and for a second, he thought that he was found out. But Chris reached for something, that was on the table, instead of looking underneath it. 

“Ah-ha.” judging by the sound, the olderman shook the object in his hand, before throwing it to Ryan, who caught it with ease. A bottle opener.  “I knew, that it was around here somewhere.” 

“You always forget stuff.” Ryan told him in an even voice, opening one of the bottles and hissing, when some of the foam dripped past the glass, and all over his fingers. 

“Not always.” Mister H responded, returning to his previous spot. 

“You forgot the password to your own safe the other week.” 

“It’s because I’ve changed it.” Chris chuckled at his own statement, rubbing the back of his neck as if embarrassed. “And yeah, you’ve right, I pretty much forgot, that I’ve changed it afterwards.” 

“It’s all because of the beer.” Ryan tilted his head a bit to the side, allowing Chris to take the bottle away from him. 

“Oh yeah?” the older man took a large sip, while Ryan stared at him. “Think so, mm?” 

“Yeah. It’s like – uhh –” he bit down on his lip, thinking about the word. “The Devil’s brew.” 

“The Devil’s brew?” Chris licked his lips, giving Ryan a crinky, cheery look. “I heard it somewhere before.” 

Ryan shrugs. “My grandma calls it that. And she’s like a hundred years old.” 

“Are you calling me old again?” Chris quirked a brow up. “Think, that only the old people know what it is?” 

“Not what I’ve said.” 

Ryan suddenly reached his hand, wrapping his fingers around Chris’s and tilting the bottle toward himself, taking a large gulp, that resulted in him starting coughing. It must have hit the wrong place inside his throat. Chris sighed and lightly patted him on the back, not even scolding him for such sort of behavior. 

Jacob frowned. Still confused. 

So, was Ryan allowed to drink for real, then? 

“Sh-shit…” 

“Ah, Ryan.” Mister H mumbled. “Don’t hurry. Drink in small gulps, yeah?” 

“Yeah, y-yeah, I – I know, it’s just –” Ryan wiped his mouth, right afterwards grabbing Chris’s uniform and tugging him a bit closer. “I kind of…uhh. I kind of tired of waiting.” 

“Ohhh…I see.” Chris drew out, understanding something, that Jacob didn’t. “How cruel of me to deny you this, mm? Want to get it on now already, champ?” 

Slowly, Ryan nodded, still gripping the lapel of Chris’s shirt. Still staring him dead in the eyes. And if Jacob didn’t know any better, he’d thought, that they were about to make out with one another. But –

No. 

Now, that would have been fucking weird, if they did. Like as if every lewd joke, that he and the boys made about Ryan and Mister H had suddenly turned out to be true. 

“I’m better start, before ya'll get all impatient, then.” Chris said, voice getting lower, deeper. “You’re ready for it, right?” 

Another nod. 

“Y-yeah.” 

Chris’s hands brushed the back of Ryan’s neck. “Good.” 

Behind the bunch of chairs, crumpled in tiny space, Jacob took it all in. There was a lot of familiarity between them. And it’s not like no one had ever noticed it before. It was enough to just look at them interacting, really. But it felt so much more casual now, somehow. Like Ryan and Chris were hanging out like this all the time. 

It felt so weird to see it happening without them knowing, that he was there. But his brain had only truly zeroed out, went completely blank, when Mister H took a hold of Ryan’s chin, in a gesture so sure and confident, like it was done time after time, and pressed their mouths together. 

Jacob’s own mouth involuntarily hung open, as he stared and stared, as if it would disappear or he would wake up. But it did not. And he didn’t wake up with a gasp. Instead, it was Ryan, who gasped into the older man’s lips, slightly aching into Chris’s other hand, when it crawled up his leg, right under his undershirt. 

And holy moly, it got intense pretty fast from there. Jacob wasn’t expecting them to just go for it, like that. Not that he expected them to go for it at all. But the kiss turned from somewhat slow into a dirty one, and he couldn’t foresee Ryan even knowing how to kiss, but he clearly knew what he was doing. Moving his jaw and grabbing Chris’s arm, trembling fingers pressing into his tattoo, sliding against heated skin while the older man sucked all the air out of his lungs. 

It was as if he attempted to choke him with the kiss alone. 

And Ryan was clearly into it too. Into not able to breath, aside from panicked, fastered inhales and exhales through his nose. It wasn’t the first time, when they did it, clearly. So how many times…? No, wait. Why does he even think about that!? 

It was so odd and wrong, but also, he probably shouldn’t be all that shocked, considering that Ryan never hid his apparent boner for Mister H. And speaking of boners, Jesus…

It didn’t take Mister H long to just slam his hips between Ryan’s spread legs, and lightly rub against him, while they were making out. Ryan seemed pleased, eager even. 

And this was weird too. Jacob could never imagine Chris as someone, who was this straightforward and latently aggressive. Sure, the guy had a bit of a temper at times, but usually, Mister H was pretty tame and somewhat polite. For him to just eat face with one of his counsellors like that? 

What was going on?

“Mhh!” 

Ryan made another noise, twitching against Chris and sort of attempting to reach for his belt, but his hand was stopped half-way. Mister H just kept it there against his hip, not allowing it to go any further, sort of jamming it against his growing erection. And yeah, Jacob could see it from his place, thank you very much. 

“C-come on…” Ryan rasped, when they separated after what seemed like an hour. “I need t-to –” 

He took a deep breath, still unable to recover, while Chris only smiled at him. It wasn't an unkind smile either. It was pretty warm and found, but also knowing and vexed. 

“You’re really inpatient today, buster.” Chris noted. “Can’t hold it back?” 

“Y-yeah…” Ryan sucked in another shaky breath, and nodded, watching Chris through half-lidded eyes. “I just really want you to…uh…y’know to uh…” 

“To fuck ya silly?” Chris asked, and it was so bizzare hearing him saying something like that. For a moment Jacob honestly thought, that he was asleep and it wasn’t for real. But then it got worse, “Raw you up for good, eh?” 

Ryan’s face flushed, and he slightly turned his head away, but Chris wrenched it back, using a grip on his jaw. His other hand relaxed his hold around Ryan’s wrist, and snaked back under the younger man’s shirt. He was in less hurry now, as if merely wishing to prolong this torture for everyone inside the room. 

“Wanna get all handsy with me, Ryan?” 

“Chris –!” 

Ryan couldn’t quite double-over, pretty much stuck with Mister H keeping him in place by his body and hands, and table not letting him go anywhere else. For a moment, Jacob wondered how Ryan could stand this much body contact and heat, but at the same time still long for more. 

Jacob got dirty with at least four girls in his lifetime, and neither of them looked so willing and eager to push even further, to be even closer, than this. 

But Ryan did. His whole body shivered, either from whatever Chris did under his shirt or maybe, because he wasn’t allowed to go any further than this just yet. It must have driven a guy nuts. It would have driven Jacob nuts for sure. 

“I, I –” 

“Ryan.” it wasn’t even addressed to him, but Jacob felt his guts twisting with uncomfortable heat. “Ryan…” 

Jacob has no idea how Chris could sex up that prick’s name like this, but there was a lot of emotion behind it. Warm and lingering, earning like a need, that could find no release. 

“C-can I –” Ryan swallowed. “Can I…now?” 

“No.” Chris shook his head, watching Ryan’s expression crumble a bit. “You have to wait a bit longer.” 

It seemed like Ryan was about to disagree, but instead his face went back to being unreadable, as he peered back at Chris. His fingers curled around the bulge in the older man’s pants, forcing him to let out a sigh as if in praise. 

“Ryan –”

“Y-you started it first.” 

Chris snorted, caressing Ryan’s jaw, pressing one finger near the corner of his mouth. “Cheeky, are ya?” 

Ryan gave him a faint half-smile, hooking one of his legs around Mister H’s hip. “I’m twenty.” 

“I know, bud.” Chris muttered, mouth hoovering near Ryan’s, as if in a promise of a kiss. “I know.” 

Helpless to do much, but continue watching them, Jacob couldn’t prevent himself from getting a bit reflective. They really stared at one another a lot, while they were at it, he noticed. And it was pretty much the opposite of how it went down between Jacob and Emma. She would rather keep her eyes closed and then, just shrug off his advances, like it meant nothing. 

It’s just summer fun, she told him with that cute smile and light pitch of her brows, and – 

It was kind of humiliating, that the guy, who he kind of hated, certainly got a better game, than he did. Mister H took Ryan to the woods at times, where they were supposedly hiking together, but now, Jacob wondered if this, - this right here - was what they were really doing in the forest. 

Was Mister H raw doggying Ryan in the open? Right in the woods? Just a couple of miles away from the camp? 

He seemingly had no problem banging him here. So yeah, probably. 

It still barely made any sense inside his head, it was buzzing and buzzing to no end. Was he really seeing it? Them together? There must be something with his brain or…?

Ryan let out a keen. 

And this was the loudest and the most emotional noise, that he ever heard him making. 

Involuntary, Jacob backed away further into the wall, blinking rapidly. Chris’s hand was twisting Ryan’s nipple under his shirt, if he had to guess. Ryan was openly panting, as Chris pushed his big finger into his mouth, watching him grow even redder in the face. 

And yeah, okay maybe there was an appeal to it. Even Jacob had to admit, that the creepy asshole did look kind of nice like this. When he wasn’t all arrogant and gloomy, carrying that large stick up his ass. Instead, remaining pinned and manhandled. And quite, save from needy voices. 

#quarry #ficlet #au-ish stuff #chris x ryan #chris hackett/ryan erzahler

[punk-pandame]

punky's kinktober 2023 calendar!

~DO NOT use for rape/non-con, pedophilia, incest, teacher-student, etc.~ it's that time of year again- about 6mos before halloween, giving plenty of time to prepare for kinktober 2023!

by popular demand, i did another kink alphabet style calendar like last year, this time with THREE prompts per day! the last few days of the month are bulked up with numbers and random halloween-related prompts again as well.

i don't plan to do something for all 31 days this time, but the ones i do make will mostly be naruto. please feel free to use this for other fandoms or original works tho! no limits regarding medium- fic, art, hc's, etc. are all good! just please give me a tag so i can see what you made <3

text version of calendar prompts below.

explanation of uncommon terms below the cut

Sun. 10/01/2023: Alien Sex / Aquaphilia / Asphyxiation

Mon. 10/02/2023: Biting / Blasphemy Kink / Branding

Tues. 10/03/2023 / Corsetry / Cuckolding

Weds. 10/04/2023: Degradation / (orgasm) Denial / (sex) Dungeon

Thurs. 10/05/2023: Edging / Erogenous Zone / Erotica

Fri. 10/06/2023: Flogging / Food Play / Frotting

Sat. 10/07/2023: Glasses / Gloryhole / Gun Play

Sun. 10/08/2023: Hate Sex / Hematolagnia / Hypnosis

Mon. 10/09/2023: Impregnation / Intercrural Sex / Intoxication Kink

Tues. 10/10/2023: Jacuzzi / Jewelry / Jerk Off Instructions

Weds. 10/11/2023: Kemonomimi / Keyholding / Knife Play

Thurs. 10/12/2023: Lactation / Latex / Love Potion

Fri. 10/13/2023: Masochism / Monsterfucking / Mummification

Sat. 10/14/2023: Nanta- or Nyotaimori / Needle Play / Nylons

Sun. 10/15/2023: Office Sex / Oral Fixation / Orgasm Control

Mon. 10/16/2023: Pegging / Possessive Sex / Public Sex

Tues. 10/17/2023: Queening/ Quickie / Quirofilia

Weds. 10/18/2023: Rimming / Robotism / Rough Sex

Thurs. 10/19/2023: Sadism / Sex Pollen / Strap-On

Fri. 10/20/2023: Tattoos / Tentacles / Trapped

Sat. 10/21/2023: Underwear / (free) Use / Unresolved Sexual Tension

Sun. 10/22/2023: Vanilla / Vibrators / Vicarphilia

Mon. 10/23/2023: Wet and Messy / Wax Play / Wet Dream

Tues. 10/24/2023: X Marks the Spot / eXposure / XXX Porn

Weds. 10/25/2023: Yiffing / Yoga / Youthfulness

Thurs. 10/26/2023: Zappers / Zentai / Zippered

Fri. 10/27/2023: One Nigh Stand / Scream / Werewolf

Sat. 10/28/2023: Two Couples Swinging / Goth / Vampire

Sun. 10/29/2023: Threesome / Demon / Graveyard

Mon. 10/30/2023: 420 / 69 / Coven

Tues. 10/31/2023: Group Sex / Costumes / Halloween

Aquaphilia- "water lover"; fetish for swimming, posing underwater, or sexual activity in water

Blasphemy- "Blasphemy as a kink involves either subverting or purposely going against the idea that God(s) would look down on those having sex. Many religions have rules for what makes sex appropriate, so in fiction people occasionally rebel against that idea, or the taboo aspect of it is what makes it exciting for them."

Hemtolagnia- fetish for blood or bloody imagery, often associated with vampirism or vampire fetishes as well

Intercrural Sex- non-penetrative sex involving one's genitals thrusting between another's thighs

Jerk Off Instructions- exactly what it says on the tin. dom/mes may give their sub(s) JOI while masturbating for them, or one might receive JOI in long-distance relationships over the phone, text, or online. can also be a form of sexual guided meditation or ASMR.

Kemonomimi- japanese for "animal ears"; can include a character with animal ears often accompanied by a tail or other paws among other features, or someone wearing accessories to give the appearance of such

Keyholding- type of domination that includes holding a key for one's submissive. the key usually refers to one belonging to the submissive's cock cage or other chastity device, but may also be used more broadly for those belonging to bondage cuffs or a sex toy chest, for example. the appeal to keyholding is that the dom/me has full control over when the object is opened or freed; when that "object" is a part of the submissive's body, their arousal is intensified knowing they can only be freed and get off if their dom/me allows them to

Mummification- in a sexual context, mummification refers to more extreme bondage that typically immobilizes the entire body. materials such as duct tape or plastic wrap may be used for this purpose. it is considered an extreme kink due to the various risks to the wrapped person, including but not limited to claustrophobia, overheating, skin reaction to adhesives, trouble breathing, and panic/anxiety attacks.

Nanta- and Nyotaimori- the practice of serving sushi off of another's naked body. nantaimori refers to a male model, and nyotaimori to a female. typically materials such as banana leaves are used to prevent direct contact between food and skin. traditionally, nantaimori and nyotaimori are supposed to be practiced with the utmost decorum from both the model and the guests. generally, models are not supposed to interact with guests, and guests are not allowed to eat directly off the models’ bodies (must use chopsticks) nor make obscene gestures. traditional nantaimori and nyotaimori are art forms. however, their history is also closely intertwined with sex work and "exotic tourism". nyotaimori in particular has been used as an advertising tactic, tourist attraction, and sex establishment practice. please consider how nantaimori and nyotaimori would be practiced in a public, artistic manner versus as a private kink in your creation process.

Queening- another term for face-sitting, typically referring to a woman sitting on a man's face but not exclusively

Quirofilia- a fetish specifically for hands. this may include attraction to the visual of hands, the feeling of them on the body, or the performance of different acts by hand. fetishes for specific parts of the hand- such as palms, fingers, knuckles, or nails- can all be considered beneath the quirofilia umbrella

Robotism- sexual attraction to and fetishization of robots, androids, or other humanoids machines. may also include roleplaying or dressing as a robot, or even fantasies of being turned into a robot.

Free Use- in a sexual context, free use refers to pre-established consent without a requirement to ask before each sexual act. it can encompass a wide range of behaviors and acts; from a couple who allows each other to perform spontaneous sexual acts on one another when in their own home without pre-planning, all the way up to public free use, in which one allows themself to be used sexually in any way, by anyone, in any place- typically not practiced in real life due to issues of consent and legality.

UST- abbreviation meaning Unresolved Sexual Tension. "It often involves a character undergoing angst (and possibly a lot of pining) with the belief that another character doesn't share their feelings, or involves characters expressing such tension in an alternative way, such as anger, denial, or even 'kisses that don't go anywhere'. Such tension can be in the realm of a het-oriented fanwork or a slash-oriented fanwork." this used to be a common tag/trope, but the term isn't seen as frequently in modern fan communities.

Vicarphilia- sexual arousal as a result of vicariously enjoying another's exciting experiences, actions, and behaviors; may include attraction to people with exciting lives, like celebrities, extreme sports stars, or gangsters

WAM- abbreviation meaning Wet and Messy; also known as sploshing. fetish for an excessive amount of a substance- usually something wet and/or messy like lube, slime, flour, or dirt- on the naked body, face, hair, or clothing.

X Marks the Spot- a somewhat difficult sex position where the receiving partner lays on their back and the giving partner stays standing. the giving partner then holds the receiver's legs up straight and crosses them to make an X. this results in tighter, deeper penetration.

Exposure- multi-purpose prompt. can refer to exposing flesh via removal of clothing, exposing oneself to another's gaze in an exhibitionism/voyeurism context or via photograph/film shared with others, an affair or secret relationship that is exposed, or even exposure to the elements in outdoor sex.

Zentai- form-fitting suits typically made of breathable fabric that covers the entire body, head to toe. some people get off on the anonymity, others on the sensory deprivation aspect, and others still to pressure of the suit on their skin/the way it moves against sensitive areas.

#kinktober 2023 #punky's kinktober 2023 #punky's fics #punky draws #imagepost #textpost #calendar #kinktober calendar #kinktober 2023 calendar #kink alphabet #writing prompts #drawing prompts #yes i did reuse a few prompts from last year but tbf some of these letters are HARD lol #and i liked sex pollen a lot so i wanted to do it again whatchu gonna do sue me

[merv606]

Hugely amused of Daniel “domesticating” Terry in Mercy lol. Daniel pretty much becoming the househusband he was always meant to be, ruling the kitchen with an apron and spatula. Smacking Terry with it when he gets too touchy feely (“NO dessert before supper, Terry! I’ve TOLD you!!). Daniel shaking his head at the staff not arranging things to his liking in the mansion, and criticizing Terry’s “modern” taste (“This is a HOME Terry, not a modern-art museum!!”) and then proceeding to dust and clean and fussily rearrange everything to look cozy and warm and welcoming. Daniel clucking like a mother hen as he does up Terry’s tie and lays out his clothes for him though Terry is perfectly able to and has good taste (“You ALWAYS wear black, Terry!! You’re not the grim reaper, stop looking like one!!”). And Terry just going along with everything because he’s completely and utterly whipped. And totally in love with his fussy Italian twink 😆

“Terry,” he hears the screech before he sees Daniel. “Tell me you did not just track mud over my freshly cleaned floors!”

No but the idea of Terry coming up behind him, bending down to warp his arms around him, Daniel sort of leaning back/melting into it, Terry resting his hands on his stomach as he tells Daniel, “that smells good.”

“It’s almost done.”

“Not what I was talking about,” a kick kiss to his temple.

And Terry can feel the eye roll against his lips.

Short and mostly SFW

“Terry I will not have more food burn because you can’t keep your hands to yourself.”

“Mmm hmmm,” cupping him gently, feeling Daniel respond, knowing damn well his boy’s body can’t not respond to Terry touching him like that; conditioned to accept and welcome it. To want it.

“Terry I’m serious …”

“Want to eat that pretty little hole of yours baby. You want that, don’t you?” and he does wants that, so bad. Terry knows how much he loves that, but he has to stop the older man because he has no control - everyone Daniel gives an inch he takes a mile. If he lets Terry get his mouth on his ass, he knows what follows- he’s going to end up, face down, ass up over the island with Terry fucking him and whenever that happens, the food always burns.

Every single damn time!

Terry really needs to learn a quickie means quick! But Daniel knows that’s not going to be happening anytime soon.

“I spent a little of time on this,” Daniel protests, even as he feels those hands drifting to his hips, Terry making his need well known.

“A lot of effort,” And he had - food is his love language - acts of service, but god he hates how his voice is shaky at best, or how he’s pressing back into the cock grinding into his ass, how he spreads his legs and leans more against the counter.

A hand up his shirt, finding the softness and hardness there, the peaked nipples and supple flesh around them. “Want to taste those too, sweetheart.”

About to give in when he sees a small amount of smoke coming from the oven, cursing he shimmies out of the older man’s grasp, grabbing the oven mitts.

It’s not completely ruined, he thinks. He can salvage this.

Not that Terry cares, advancing on his pretty little prey that momentarily got away.

But like when a predator doesn’t stand down wind, Daniel senses the moment.

Alas, the older man ends up calling the guards for backup- his boy wields a mean wooden spoon!!

#ask #I got an ask 🤩 #cobra kai #daniel larusso #karate kid #terry silver #silverusso #silverrusso #mercy is a sharp knife

[sleepingdeath-light]

pastel meringue cookie + segmented smut alphabet ; 18+

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

requested by ; anonymous (21/05/23)

character ; pastel meringue cookie from cookie run: ovenbreak

masterlist ; here

letters ; d / k / q

D — Dirty Secret

what is their dirty secret?

Pastel Meringue does have a slight exhibitionist streak and has been known to fantasise about having sex in front of an audience. These fantasies involve him making an art form of your intimacy: wearing lingerie he made specifically for the two of you, playing up reactions, making use of positions that show off exactly what you’re doing, and so on. That being said, he probably wouldn’t propose doing anything like this in real life because the logistics are far too complicated and he’d much rather keep his brand ‘cutesy’ rather than explicit — some fantasies are meant to remain fantasies.

K — Kink

some of their kinks

Although he is relatively vanilla, there are a few kinks that Pastel Meringue will indulge in on occasion. This includes:

Praise (giving and receiving)

Lingerie (on you and on himself)

Collaring (on you and on himself)

Food Play (only with desserts/sweet things)

Q — Quickies

what is their opinion on quickies? how often would they have them?

He loves them: they’re effectively, easy to work with and mean that he’s able to fit some time with you in his packed schedule. They tend to happen pretty frequently when he’s at his busiest — usually at the start of a new fashion season — but tend to taper off when he’s more available because he prefers being able to prepare for sex and to take his time with you when you’re intimate.

#sleepingdeath #gender neutral reader #minors dni #minors fuck off #smut #smut hcs #smut alphabet #cookie run smut #cro smut #pastel meringue cookie smut #pastel meringue cookie x reader #cro x reader #cookie run x reader

[stmichaelthearchangel]

Like the point isn't because a cell tower is alive or that the angels would be attracted to a cell tower regardless of its intelligence but because they ignorantly and pitifully recognize their own image in something which mirrors their own existence as a singularity unable to break free of it's purpose. The joke is an angel would fuck a cell tower, or a quickie on a lightpost, and that's the laugh, but the steps to getting there is because an angel and a cell tower are metaphysically the same. object attraction or not, the perceived reality and the reasoning behind what ilicits the attraction change its meaning.

In one frame you have the two enjoying junk food and talking, but in the dialogue and the next frame its made clear that despite however much intelligence they may be exercising, they still cant see something like a cell tower being something not on their level of existing as a being. But a person looking in can read the dialogue and the comparison of it being less of an elevation of the cell tower to the divinity of an angels existence (ie a cell tower is an angel) but the reality that angels are cell towers.

Like people can interpret whatever they want about the getting to the joke, its taken from a really funny and witty post which in itself has a lot of interpretation, and I think its funny to see who seems to jump to what first, which is why Im not straight up blocking everyone whos tagging it with object attraction

but if your gonna stay and chill on my blog with my very personal ocs lol the punch line is a lot more fatalistic in its symbolism. If you enjoyed the joke that means a lot, its really flattering to see people like my art/ocs, but if you dont like the context plz dont stick around lol

#this wasnt meant to like blow up lol #divine phylogeny

[lost-inthedream]

Jaeyoon from A to Z - nsfw

That nsfw alphabet, babes

Pairing: Jaeyoon x female reader

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

In those nights you go super freak, he helps you at cleaning up or does it all by himself very attentively before holding you in his arms. Pecks all over your face.

On the other hand, after a lovemaking session, he refuses to get up before at least 15 minutes clinging onto you. Your legs still tangled.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On himself, he's quite loud about liking his booty (no wonder why). On you, he loves your legs, the entire extension of them. He likes very much to watch the way you walk, especially when you're coming to him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

How can I say it? He can cum anywhere on you depending on his mood. Including on your face and in your mouth.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Babe, he doesn't have sexual secrets he hides from his partner. You know he's a freak (and so are you). He's gonna ask you to borrow your panties and take them on a tour if he feels like it.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Come on, he's one of the most sensual men in the industry... He had slept around quite a lot and it made him an excellent partner. He knows how to treat his babe in bed and is able to adapt to your vibe. Is very communicative and attentive.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

the odds are high on him preferring to take you in your favorite position because you seem so satisfied like that. But the one he never skips is missionary with your legs on his shoulders.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

There's space for a bit of everything with him. Those usual embarrassing noises of sex never fail to get him chuckling.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

We all KNOW he keeps it bare down there.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He can be romantic. He actually enjoys it, but not always. You know when he's in a romantic mood by the way he kisses you, the way it lasts without him palming all over your body. There's no rush when he's feeling romantic.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Less frequent than what you are thinking! He knows how to control his needs so he can wait until an appropriate moment. Likes to do it in the shower and sometimes before sleep because it relaxes him. Also, video calls you from time to time to gift you with the pleasure of watching him into work (you set it up previously)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Top three:

Overstimulation (giving and receiving)

Toys

Strip tease or lap dance (giving and receiving)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Other than on a bed, he goes with kitchen and public toilets. Wants to try it in a airplane toilet at least once

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Long and sloppy kisses. It's simple: if you're sharing a messy kiss for more than 5 minutes you have to fuck.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Food play, especially sticky food such as honey or chocolate syrup. You'll have to clean the room/bed afterward and he doesn't like the idea.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He likes both. He does it super well and he deserves the same treatment. He likes the oral to take time and firmly believes the first orgasms must come from good orals. I'm so embarrassed of saying this but he sucks dick like a pro, he can even give you some advice on this art

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He mixes the pace according to the moment. Like, he can start fast then reduce the pace or start slow and speed up at some point. It helps at overstimulating both of you as well as edging.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

You often have quickies. Not that he can't help it, he suggests it because he finds them super sexy. Lots of dirty comments after you all are done. "You're so nasty. Just the way I like it"

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Honestly, he probably has already tried most of things you are coming up with.

Isn't that against being caught but prefers not having interruptions. You striking a few comments about what others will think if they find you there gets him going.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

With that body, he can easily do it several times. To be more specific, he usually goes with 2-3 but is able to more. Well, I wrote headcanons about him touching himself after you all had fun and it makes so much sense.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He has his own vibrator and cock ring. Cherishes the latter very much by the way. He likes to play with you when you're blindfolded and will ask you if you could try out a butt plug, which he would gladly push past your hole to help.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not too much, just enough to have you impatient. He finds it so cute that he feel like giving you too much pleasure to handle after.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Jaeyoon doesnt give a damn to how much noise he does but he's not that loud. He's pretty constant though, the type to start mumbling or moaning once one of his sensitive areas is touched. His moans are very sexy.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Boy has quite a lot wet dreams and you're allowed to help him out when you're sleeping together. He likes to wake up to your hand wrapped around his shaft.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Average in length but pretty thick. (He stuffs you so good). His balls make you wanna give them a massage and also look so good when he wears that cock ring.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Definitely high. Ideally wants to have sex with you more than 4 times a week. Tends to translate his love toward you into sex because physical touch is his predominant love language

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He falls asleep quite fast and looks like the purest being despite hugging you naked.

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[wittybibliophile]

HAPPY SUNDAY! 🔞

Today i am giving you a list from the book i've finished and i was absolutely delighted by this one, so much as to i had to just sit and write this review on the same day within the next hours 😜😜

Well here is a very amazing list of my Collided couples naughty and forever lists...

# Sophie's Drunk Naughty list 😏 :

* Go skinny dipping.

* Buy a Vibrator.

* Try foreplay with ice.

* Kiss a foreigner.

* Do karaoke while drinking.

* Try new food.

* Go skydiving.

* Watch porn.

* Play strip poker.

* Get tied up.

* Be blindfolded.

* Come* from oral sex.

* Try mirror sex.

* Have sex in public.

* Have sex against a wall.

* Get high.

* Have a quickie.

* Have outdoor sex.

* Kiss someone in front of the eiffel tower.

* Experience multiple orgasms in one night.

💞💍💞

# Liam's Forever ( the sweetest one while proposing) list 💖 :

* Join the mile-high club.

* Get married.

* Buy our first christmas tree.

* Make mini Sophie.

* Design Sophie's art studio.

* Spend christmas in germany.

* Fuck Sophie's backdoor.

* Buy the house first (See other).

* Make a mini Liam.

* Have a quickie while the kids play outside.

* Visit space (Ambitious).

* Watch our child's first kart race (Either gender because feminism rules).

* Buy a dog (If you are a cat person it's over).

* Move to Italy and join Vitus.

- Collided (Lauren Asher)

# I love this couple 😍. The full review is coming up soon...( Well why am i acting as if you guys do not already know the time the post comes up 😂)

Xoxo,

Ironically Witty!

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[ryehouses]

I'm loving seeing all of Mandalore and the meeting and all the art and culture and games and food and the boys sneaking off for a quicky and sone evil part of my mind is singing "and the plot run away with the porn" to the tune of hey diddle diddle. But seriously I don't know how you manage to meld the two and create one of the species fics and do a better job of solving these plot points than season 3 is ever going to.

if you look at my original notes for this project and then you look at what it became, you will see that the plot very much did run away with the porn, tbh.

but seriously, thank you for this lovely comment!! i have really had a good time digging into some research and extrapolating on what the non-punchy parts of mandalorian culture might look like, so that's been great!

#ast asks

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#5

🎃 Halloween Treats! 🎃

Pumpkin Quickies made with pumpkin seeds and drizzled with a vanilla glaze.

Large and chewy pumpkin spiced cookies.

Steamed cupcake (made with Jiffy yellow cake mix) covered with red icing and topped with a chocolate knife.

Fudge made with Velveeta cheese. 😨

Pumpkin Spice flavored Oreos.

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#4

Tea Time!

Adagio Teas' Bella Luna Blue tea accompanied with Kashihara's strawberry baumkuchen and Izumi Bussan's kaminari-okoshi.

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#3

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#2

🖤 Happy Valentine’s Day! 🖤

An assortment of sweets accompanied by two slashers. 🖤

Beverage: Iced coffee made with Death Wish Coffee Company's dark roast.

“Be Mine” sticker and The Collector greeting card were made by @nooneandeveryone  and can be found at their redbubble shop.

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[estelscinema]

Quickie Reviews

The Little Mermaid: Directed by Rob Marshall (2023)

Ariel, daughter of King Triton, longs to find out more about the world beyond the sea. While visiting the surface, she falls for the dashing Prince Eric. To see him again, she makes a deal with the witch, Ursula, which she gives her voice to go to the surface.

I will be forever haunted by the horrors that I witnessed while watching Disney's failed adaptation of The Little Mermaid. This is the latest of the live action Disney adaptations, and by far one of the worst. For one, it was horrifying to watch. The CGI creatures that gazed my eyes were the stuff of nightmare. Furthermore, none of the musical numbers had the soul of the original as they felt artificial and fake. Scuttlebutt was so horrid that it made me wish I was deaf. Disney please hire someone else besides Lin-Manuel Miranda for the new songs. There are other artist who are as equally as talented as he is.

The acting was boring and uninspired. Halle Bailey does has a lovely singing voice, but when she is forced to act, her performance becomes incredibly flat. She lacked the charm and quirks of Ariel. Melissa McCarthy and Jessica Alexander were really the only two who stood out in their respective performances. However, the biggest crime that this movie commits is its complete failure of understanding the original story. What the filmmakers deem to be "improvements" to the story, ultimately undermined the message of the original. They wrote out Prince Eric from the story, thus losing the message to show Triton that not all human are bad. This theme any many others are lost, because the writers thought they could do it better. Can't wait to see the shitshow that will be Snow White.

My Rating: D

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Hunger: Directed by Sitisiri Mongkilsiri

A talented young street-food cook pushes herself to the limit after accepting an invitation to train under an infamous and ruthless chef.

Hunger is a strange mashup between Whiplash and The Menu as it tries to tackles the perfectionist cook in the world of elites. However, Hunger fails to understand what made those films so special. In those two is explored the abusive mentors and the toxic relationship of wanting to be perfect. As well as explore wealth inequality in the arts. But Hunger, only explores these themes on the surface level. It feels artificial with its commentary as it is presented in a very black and white manner. As well as none of the emotional moments leading up to the exploration of themes feel shallow and unearned. This is especially evident in the movies final act.

With that stated, Hunger is still at least entertaining. There are many engaging scenes and points where the movie hit its strides. Chutimon Chuengcharoensukying gives a good performances as the aspiring cook. However, Nopachai Jayanama stole the show as Chef Paul. He owns every scene with his intimidating and commanding presence. The cooking sequences were mouthwatering as I could taste the food that was being prepared. Overall, Hunger is an interesting watch that could have been really good, but it never really comes together in the end.

My Rating: C+

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Red, White & Royal Blue: Directed by Matthew Lopez

After an altercation between the Presidents Son and a British Prince, the two must learn to respect one another for the sake of their own countries relations. However, during their reconciliation, the two slowly begin to bond into more than just friends.

As previously stated, I am not a fan of rom-coms. I find all of them to be the same and harmful as they normalize toxic relationships. So, after hearing all the praise of Red, White & Royal Blue, I decided to check it out. Safe to say that it is your standard rom-com that follows all the tropes beat per beat, but this time through a gay lens. It's a cute movie that will absolutely please the LGBT+ community, but it's just not for me. Both Taylor Zakhar Perez and Nicholas Galizine do a good job as the star crossed lovers, but their performances do come across as cheesy as points. Overall, if you are a fan of this genre, you are going to adore this movie. If not, then it's better to skip.

My Rating: B-

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