#happy anniversary to the fucking game ever

[natsmagi]

happy 1yr anniversary to when the illness festered. i had no idea what i was getting myself into. To think it has been 1 year and im still this fucked up from it. love you wonder game

#i had been on a little switch story binge #i had read element and pleiades bc i saw ppl recommending them #but i had no idea that wonder game was significant at ALL #but i am the BIGGEST sucker for alice in wonderland. the 1951 animated movie was my favorite movie ever #and i would watch it CONSTANTLY when i was a kid #my earliest memories consisting of me just knowing how much i loved this film #and well anyway i remembered natsume had an alice card so i was like omg! i really should read that!! #and to get myself in the mood i even rewatched the 1951 film because i thought itd be a fun little refresher before i began reading #I DID NOT. EXPECT THE STORY TO MAKE ME CRY #AND I DID NOT EXPECT THE STORY TO MAKE ME A NATSUMUGIER #THIS STORY CAUSED IT ALL. IT RUINED ME. ALL BECAUSE I WANTED TO READ A SILLY LITTLE STORY WITH ELEMENTS BASED OFF #MY FIRST EVER SPECIAL INTEREST. ABSOLUTELY SICKENING #HAPPY 1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY BABE IM FUCKING RUINED FOREVER #nat rambles #i dont think u guys realize how deep my love for switch goes #bc like everything about them is a reminder of everything ive ever loved and found comfort in throughout my life #especially my younger years #they really do just bring me such unbelievable amounts of joy i almost feel undeserving to have something resonate this deeply with me #because thats how deep it goes #BUT ANYWAY #i cant show vulnerability online. Pretend i didnt say anything. #cant have people find out im a real person with real feelings with unique experiences in life that shaped the person you see before u today

[kananjarus]

whenever I’m feeling down I just google “how many times did baker mayfield get sacked in that one steelers game?” instant mood lifter

#NINE FUCKING TIMES LMAOOOOOO #I have been chasing that specific high from that game ever since #t #also the way I never need to specify which game to google has been cackling every godtdamnt time I swearrrr #also I'm a week late but happy anniversary to the most delightful game of football I've ever seen #nfl

[deadghosy]

Hear me out

What about a moth! reader

Like the moth from sky! Children of the light that likes to fly around the hotel and honk at people sense they can't speak

And them giving candles as a way to ask"do you wanna be friends??"

(this is my first time ever requesting something so sorry if it doesn't make sense, feel free to ignore this く⁠コ⁠:⁠彡)

……ANON MARRY ME RN CAUSE I USE TO PLAY THE HELL OUT OF THAT GAME!! RN MARRY ME

HAZBIN HOTEL X MOTH COTL! READER

prompt: a cute moth character enters the ring of hell due to a malfunction of the realms

STORY MODE: you were celebrating days of love as your ikemen softly puts a flower crown on your head as you honk happily. You hugged the Ikemen as he hugs you back, lifting you for a hug spin as he chuckles lowly.

He lifted you on his back as you wrap your arms around his shoulders. He pointed towards the valley realm as they wanted to celebrate your one year anniversary together. You started to spam honk excitedly as the Ikemen nods and runs into the realm. But something went wrong.

END OF STORY MODE: You just stand there as you smell blood and fire in the air. You were confused as you didn’t see your beloved Ikemen anywhere which made you honk out loud…you didn’t see their name either. You inhaled all the air you could and let out a big HONK! That got you the attention of a fellow moth man who smirked behind you. You jolted with a quick honk as Valentino poked your mask. “My my my~ what a cute little thing you are.” Valentino says picking you up like a child.

You didn’t want to die so immediately you pulled out your candle. That made Valentino drawn to the candle as he squeaks happily at the candle and take it. Before Valentino could talk to you, an arm grabbed you and sped away.

Who was the culprit who took you, it was Angel dust in his pink scooter. (A/n: don’t question the scooter) Angel heard that big ass honk and a light as he was curious and went to go look for it only to see you shaking in Valentino’s hold. He didn’t want to save you, but your small frame was shaking and he couldn’t stand it so he had to save you.

And now you are part of the hotel’s crew as they greet you with open arms.

Angel loves you dearly, you immediately warmed up to him giving him a bright white candle as his eyes shined at the light of the candle shaping like a heart. So when Angel took it and it dissolved in his hands. You were so happy you kept spam hugging him.

You literally follow all the members like a first time moth, holding out a candle as you want more friends!

Fat nuggets just oinks and follows you. You pet the cute demon pig who licks your hand back

CHARLIE LOVESSS YOUU😭💗 she picked you up and you honk hugging her back.

Vaggie admires you as well. You seem like a reliable person to bring hopes up.

Lucifer adores you..I mean you are just so affectionate. He immediately accepted the candle and he lifted you up. Kissing your head and gushing over you with tears yelling “I WANNA ADOPT THEM!”

I headcannon Charlie and Lucifer debating which color scheme suits you better as they try to take off your brown moth cape as you honk at them.

I always headcannon skykid moths to be at least like 4’9 and every time they gain winged light they get taller. 🦆✨but since you aren’t in the Sky cotl universe, you are so small so literally they treat you like a kid.

You know like your light decreases when a dark creature hits it or like basically darkness. (Especially during that damn fire trial😐) I can imagine moth! Reader having a night light that Lucifer made you with a duck light shining on the ceiling so you feel safe.

Husk doesn’t even understand what the fuck you are doing by honking at him and following him around constantly with a bright ass white candle.

Husk eventually accepted the candle which made you hug him alot..and oddly husk liked it. Now you gained a drunk uncle.

BIG HEADCANNON THAT VALENTINO WILL TRY TO ADOPT YOU, BUT ANGEL IS DEAD ASS SHAKING HIS HEAD NO AS THE OTHER CREW MEMBERS PROTECT YOU FROM THE GRASP OF THIS MOTH DEMON

As you kept getting adopted by random people, your ikemen was going around every season area asking other skykids have they seen you as he has a missing poster of you….poor Ikemen looks down seeing the flower bracelet you made him.

Back to you as you are making the whole crew paper bracelets thanks to Charlie’s trust exercises and activities.

I can see sir Pentious and you getting along to the point sir Pentious is like a caretaker when you don’t have anyone to be with. Even his egg boiz love to hang with you. Even if they don’t understand you.

You one time big honked and every light flickered since a ring of light was around you. So now the cast is little bit cautious at how “powerful” you are

Alastor would think you eat human/sinner meat as he would bring it to you, noting you don’t eat anything. 😭 DO YOU GUYS KNOW THAT GAGGING CAT?! THATS YOU WHEN YOU SMELT THE MEAT-

Alastor was so offended but he should’ve guessed that you weren’t a cannibal.

Niffty was teaching you how to clean and you accidentally drank bleach making niffty literally chase you around worried as you run.

You actually one time lost your light as you were crouched on the floor. Immediately Lucifer grabbed you up scared that you were dying as your body got out of the state and into your regular appearance.

Tbh Lucifer thought you was a scary demon crawling for your life, until you honked is when he realized it was his moth friend.

You fly around honking as you help razzle and dazzle with putting up banners. Razzle and dazzle pick you up if you don’t have enough energy to fly. You guys are flying buddies is what I headcannon.

I imagine husk is sleeping and you glide down from the stairs as you honk softly in his ear to wake him up. He grumbles at first so you decided to do a big honk. You inhaled as a ring of light surrounds the place as the honk rings out in the hotel.

“GAH!” Husk yells falling off the couch grabbing you as he thought you were trouble to only find out there wasn’t no problems. He grumbles angrily at you.

You once flew down like Batman and Angel recorded it founding it adorable.

Charlie had noticed you like to collect candles so she bought a stack of candles which made your eye light up and immediately run to your room with them.

Your mask definitely falls off your face, so imagine the whole hotel’s cast reaction to your face just being completely black with eyelashes (bruh skykid’s eyelashes are so damn pretty and long 😭)

When you went with Charlie to meet with the angels, Adam raised a brow at you because he never seen a “demon” like you. But he didn’t feel any angelic or demonic energy off you.

“What’s up lil dude…where’s your mama?” Adam says teasing you as he pats your head while Charlie watching nervously. You just honk at him and pull out a big white candle. Lute and Adam glanced at each other as Adam took it. The candle dissolved into a circle as Adam felt warm. You honk happily and hugged him.

“So can I keep this little shit?” Adam says to Charlie. “WHAT NO?!-”

I headcannon you once did the backflip emote and they all applaud you like “oh wow!”

Alastor and Lucifer are the smart ones to try to get you to call them dad…but you just honk and hug them like a little child happy to see them.

Of course Valentino is blowing Angel’s phone asking him if he seen a moth like demon….

Lucifer made you a duck cape. Like the cape was heaven sky blue with duck patterns in it. He found it so cuteee! 🦆💗

You honked madly at fat nuggets as the pig had eaten up your brown cape making angel dust make you a pink cape. It was bedazzled and it didn’t look like the sakura or valley cape you see other skykids wore once

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[luvring]

FAN FAVOURITE MOMENTS

gn!reader | timeskip kenma, hinata, sakusa, suna

KENMA’s chat has never moved faster than now as you sit together and watch edits that fans have made of him, and the two of you. you jokingly coo and hug him when you find an edit about “how he looks at you.” “ken! oh my god, you’re so—” “shut up, scroll away already.” “no, i’m sending this to myself, stop—give me the phone!” kenma turns away, forcing you to wrap yourself around him in a desperate attempt to grab the phone while it’s still on the video. the both of you are laughing when you yell, “chat, chat, somebody send that edit to me!” “chat, don’t listen to them. we aren’t even dating. this relationship was fake the whole time.” “shut the fuck up, kenma.” you say in mock annoyance—a grin still on your face—and hit his arm. he snickers as you stop to rest your head on his shoulder and frown. "please?" a beat passes before he huffs. “fine. i’ll send it to you after.” it was an inevitable outcome, but you still cheer and turn back to the stream to see everyone’s reaction, not catching the loving gaze he has on his face watching you again.

HINATA, despite his usual energy, finds his eyes drooping as he watches the live chat scroll past him. it was late, and he decided to talk to fans before going to bed—about upcoming games, a new restaurant he visited that he thinks might become a favourite, how he’s been looking for new shoes. it’s been maybe an hour when his responses are filled with more hums than sentences, and he decides to rest his head. by the time you find him, he’s been asleep for 10 minutes. “hi guys, i’m gonna end the live and get this guy to bed now,” you whisper with an amused smile. shoyo shuffles at the sound of your voice, and his comes out muffled against the pillow. “babe?” “sorry, sho, did i wake you?” “mm, ‘s okay. are you coming t’bed soon?” “yeah, just ending your live.” “...oh. goodnight everybody,” he murmurs and raises his fingers in what’s supposed to be a wave. his fans watch as he reaches for you, eyes still closed, and make sure to take screenshots of the sleepy, lovesick smile on his face after you kiss his forehead before the live ends.

SAKUSA’s always been teased about how little he posts on his social media outside of things related to his career. it’s not a shock that your relationship isn’t something he posts casually. after an interviewer jokes about how fans might think he’s single, or that you’ve broken up by this point, kiyoomi decides to make a photo dump encompassing the last few months with you. it has a photo of you tucked in bed and sleeping the first night at the new apartment, a video of you singing where he can be heard softly laughing in the background, a photo of you smiling at the birthday gifts and dinner you enjoyed together, a blurry selfie with the two of you kissing, and one where kiyoomi, known for his stoic face and attitude, is a little tipsy and smiling as you wrap your arms around his neck from behind. fans pour out words of support and excitement below his caption of “i love you. happy anniversary, and thank you for letting me be yours.”

SUNA and you are chatting with some fans when one asks if you’ve been watching anything lately. you both say the name of the drama you’re watching together without hesitation, the most recent episode still on your mind. “the way he like, turned her to face him and they were so close before finally kissing—” you cut yourself off with a grin, flustered at the thought as everyone excitedly agrees. “has suna ever done something like that?” someone asks. rintarou turns to you the same time you look at him, cocking his head to the side with a teasing smile. “yeah, have i ever done anything like that?” “no,” you lie, staring right at him. his fans team up, “ooooh”’s thrown his way. you’re not sure what anyone was expecting, but it wasn’t for him to take it as a challenge and step closer. the crowd is suddenly quiet as he leans in, eyes flickering from looking into yours down to your lips. “are you sure?” he murmurs. your breath hitches as he moves in even closer, lips barely an inch from yours. before you realize it, your eyes are fluttering closed as his hand comes to cup your face and lips meet yours. it’s barely a few days later until a video of you kissing goes viral, and rintarou is saving it to his gallery.

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#haikyuu x reader #kenma x reader #hinata x reader #sakusa x reader #suna x reader #haikyuu fluff #x reader

[charmercharm3r]

only lovers left alive

HHJ

Masterlist

6/8 of The Sleepwear Series

wc: 4.5k

Synopsis: Fortunately, in this bedroom, no one else exists.

warnings: smut, explicit sexual content, softdom!hyunjin, fem!reader, unprotected sex (assume reader is on birth control lol), jealous hyune, cute slutty lingerie, makeshift bondage, gets real sweet at the end, cream pie, pretty vanilla ngl

Date night never really went according to plan with you and Hyunjin. For as long as you started dating, which has been a long while, Thursday nights were designated days for the two of you to spend time together, being that it was his break in his long weeks where he specifically asked for off. It was the sweetest gesture, you thanked him every Thursday for making the time.

Lately, every Thursday he ended up apologizing. Not for anything he did on purpose, but because nothing he plans really ends up following through. Hyunjin is a romantic at heart no matter how much he tries to hide it. He attempts to take you on wonderful sunset picnics, bike rides along the river, or other fun couple things that you could do together. Emphasis on couples.

Hyunjin’s consistent Thursday leave of absences encouraged the rest of his members to follow suit, the other three men he lived with deciding that Thursday nights were designated rest days for all of them. That put a strain on your and his date nights. It made your boyfriend annoyed to no end that he couldn’t have one peaceful day of the week with you all for himself. No, he was forced to share you.

Him? Share you? Hyunjin wouldn’t have it. 

Thursday nights went from date night to game night, couple outings into group outings with his roommates. Yes, Chan, Changbin, and Jisung are his best friends. Yes, he knows that he should be ecstatic that his friends enjoy your company. But in absolutely no way is he happy about how much they want to be around you.

Hyunjin is the jealous type, he’s admitted it to you on more than one occasion, but that’s more in a romantic sense. This is him being jealous that his friends want to hang out with you more than they want to hang out with him. And he hates that they say it to his face.

This Thursday, Hyunjin had devised a new, fool-proof plan to have you for himself. He wasn’t going to tell the guys what time he was leaving or where he was taking you, he didn’t even bother telling you the details, claiming it to be a surprise.

One hell of a surprise, Hyunjin had picked you up and taken you to your favorite bar for a few drinks. Since it was the first time in a while you’d been alone together outside of his room, he suggested a bit of role playing, pretending to be strangers meeting for the first time at the bar, and you were beyond excited. He knew how this night was going to end and it was going to be fucking magical! Right?

Of course not, because he has the worst best friends ever.

You were sitting at the bar counter in a gorgeous black dress, your pretty legs crossed and looking unbothered as you sipped a fruity, pink drink. The cute black heels you were wearing were a gift from your boyfriend for your anniversary, something you only wore on special occasions

Hyunjin had walked into the bar as soon as you had gotten your drink and was watching you from a booth off to the side, keeping a close eye on the way the men around you ogled your body. He hated every second of it. All he wanted was to wrap his arms around you and hold you hostage with his kisses so everyone knew who you belonged to. You were quick to dismiss any advances from these desperate assholes, making his heart swell a bit with pride no matter how anxious it made him. This is part of the game, rewards outweigh the shitty build up.

The way you were nonchalantly looking at your nails and admiring the polish was a sign that you were getting tired of waiting, so Hyunjin made his way over. He talked you up, pulled out all the stops and made you blush like the first time all over again. Things were going well, a bit too well that it had raised goosebumps on his arms in suspicion. Just when he was going to shake the thoughts from his head and live in the moment, the door to the bar burst open and in walked the three people he wanted to avoid tonight.

“I’m sure they’ll be here! This place has Y/N’s favorite drink— oh! There they are! Y/N, Hyunjin, hiiiiiii!” A heavy sigh came from the both of you, looking at one another knowingly and giving up on the strangers act. 

Jisung skipped through the bar with the two others on his tail. He hugged you first, then coddled up to Hyunjin when your boyfriend gave him the stink eye. “What are you doing here?” Hyunjin faked sincerity, speaking the words through his teeth as he slung his arm around your waist and held you tight.

“You didn’t tell us where you went after practice. Thought we’d find you here,” Changbin took a seat on the other side of you, calling the bartender over and ordering.

As frustrated as he was, Hyunjin did his best to keep a cool face. The last thing he wanted was to embarrass you by blowing up, defaulting to keeping quiet and letting you do most of the talking.

You knew what tonight meant to him, even if he’d kept what he had planned a secret, it was only with pure intentions. Hyunjin was always easy to read when he was displeased, feeling it especially in the way he gripped your thigh under the counter. To ease him a bit, you guided his hand upwards until he felt the single garter around your thigh. His face perked up in surprise, eyes growing wide as he looked at you. Hyunjin didn’t let his eyes track down to see the garter, not wanting to draw attention from his friends. His mind definitely wasn’t on the date crashers anymore. 

In fact, he was so distracted that he wasn’t paying attention when Chan had asked him a question. Your hand lightly stopping his fiddling of the textured lace brought Hyunjin back to earth. “Hm?”

“Channie asked you a question, baby,” you said with a kind smile. You were much more patient than he was, turned on just by the tone of your voice when you spoke.

Your boyfriend blankly looked at the brunette standing behind you. “I asked if I could borrow Y/N to be my wingwoman,” Chan repeated, “just for a bit. You’ll have your hand up their dress again before you know it.” Chan had thrown in that last bit just to mess with the blonde, who was already at his wits end.

Squeezing Hyunjin’s hand, you tilted your head and awaited his response. Normally, you aren’t the type to take unnecessary orders, but your boyfriend needed the little bit of control since the night went haywire.

“I’d rather not, tonight. Kinda wanted to spend some time together… alone.”

Now, you weren’t going to be the one to tell the three how you and Hyunjin were feeling, but the balls it took for him to do it, you had to applaud him. You squeezed his hand a bit tighter in approval.

The three others went quiet for a moment, unsure of what to do and Jisung coughing to fill the void. Changbin suddenly downed his drink and placed it upside down on the counter, patting Chan’s back as they agreed that they’ll sit in a booth on the other side of the room.

You and Hyunjin were left alone again. His head fell into your neck as he pulled you in for a tight, brief hug. “Never let me talk back to them alone ever again, that was scary,” he whined and let his hand slip into yours.

“It’s okay. You have me all for yourself now.” Leaning forward, you planted a peck to his lips in appreciation for his efforts— no matter how small. 

“I almost didn’t! It’s like they’re stealing you from me on purpose.” Hyunjin sulked back in his chair just a little, but enough for you to take note of.

“They’re just lonely, baby. Not everyone has a smoking hot girlfriend to show off like you do,” nudging him on the shoulder, you offered him a sip of your drink.

Letting the sweet taste linger on his tongue, Hyunjin cringed as you switched your drinks to finish his, knowing he wouldn’t now that he’d had a taste of yours. You always happily switched drinks considering he was a lightweight anyway but was too proud to ever admit he always liked the ones mixed with sprite and fruity syrups better. He curled his lips in a thankful, appreciative smile.

“I know. But can’t they get some by themselves? Why do they need you?” He tilted his head onto his hand and visibly sulked with a notoriously cute pout to his lips.

“Because none of you have game. Like zero. You barely bagged me.”

“What?! Not true!”

“It’s so true it hurts. But it doesn’t matter, you somehow managed to woo me anyway. Besides, who cares if they need a wingwoman for one night,” You leaned into his exposed neck, fingertips grazing his thigh and whispered, “everyone knows the sex feels better when you love each other.”

Grabbing his (your) drink, Hyunjin downed what was left and immediately stole your hand to lead you away. From across the bar, he yelled at the trio, “don’t come home!”

Before he could drag you out the door, you stopped him to go up to the person that Chan was eyeing earlier. You’d only mentioned that he thought they were cute and told them his favorite drink, sending them his way. “You’re way too nice to them,” Hyunjin murmured as the person walked up to the trio’s table, pulling you away before you could see the result. 

The drive home was unbearably long. To pass the time— which in reality was probably only about fifteen minutes— you let your hand caress his thigh, squeezing at red lights and dragging your nails over the fabric of his pants. Hyunjin didn’t dismiss your advancements, but rather egged you on and shot you a grinning, provocative smirk whenever you’d get close to his crotch, both taking note of the swelling bulge. 

You couldn’t even get out of the car yourself when you rolled up to the apartment, Hyunjin had quickly put it in park and ran around the side to open your door and lift you out. Princess style he carried you into the building and up the elevator until reaching the front door, the only time he put you down to open the door but threw you over his shoulder immediately after. With your ass next to his head, he turned to bite your hip through the fabric, making you squeal as his big hands pushed your dress higher and higher as he paraded you through the apartment.

Stripping you is his favorite part. He loves the build up, loves watching you squirm as he stares almost too intensely. Getting you alone had been his only goal of the night, having you all for himself now, he didn’t know where to start.

He tossed you onto the bed as you giggled, watching your dress ride higher when you laid on your back. Your bare legs were on display and hair swirled about the mattress like a halo, so pretty against his white sheets. The amount of time to get you like this felt worth it as you smiled up at him and hiked your dress around your waist.

The underwear you had on made his mouth drool. Was that your bare cunt? Oh, it is.

“Baby… what the fuck are you wearing?” It was rhetorical, Hyunjin knew exactly what you were wearing and his brain was short circuiting just looking at you.

“Too much?” You asked, snapping the band against your hip.

This was his little treat for being so patient, lingerie is your boyfriend’s guilty pleasure. It was only once in a while he’d be rewarded with something as skimpy as this. It could hardly be classified as lingerie, the garter around your thigh had more material than the underwear itself. Black straps criss-crossed over your hips and left zero to none to the imagination, serving as more like glorified ribbon than underwear. Hyunjin’s mouth watered at the way it hugged the nook between your inner thigh and mound, pussy looking deliciously puffy and glistening.

“Not enough. Take this off,” his hands were on you in a second, flipping you to unzip your dress and get rid of it entirely, but not without a few kneads and slaps to your ass.

As if your underwear wasn’t enthralling enough, the top made your boyfriend absolutely feral. Your chest was hardly covered by the crossing black material that wrapped around your neck in a halter fashion like bandages. Though, the width of the top was short, nipples ever so slightly peaking out. If he had known that the visible detail he’d noticed at the bar was part of a set and not your dress, Hyunjin would’ve taken you home so much sooner.

“You look so sinful, sweetheart. Where did you get all this?” Hyunjin snapped the garter against your thigh, making you wince with a smile.

“Got it online, but I think it might be the wrong size. It looks a bit small, right?” You pushed your boobs together, hinting.

“Hm, need a closer look.”

Hyunjin kneeled onto the bed and spread your legs, climbing between them until he reached your chest to nuzzle his face between your breasts. He bit into the skin surrounding the material, licking your nipples through it and feeling them pebble beneath his tongue. Lightly teething the nub, Hyunjin’s big hands felt up and down your torso to pull you in impossibly closer. You could feel his clothed erection against your crotch, grinding against one another in need. It was getting harder for both of you to keep control, more for you than him seeing as you were the only one naked. When you tried to pull his head up and undress him, Hyunjin tutted against you. “Don’t rush me, baby. I’ve waited too long to have you like this.”

“You say that like you don’t see me naked almost every day.”

“Almost every day isn’t enough. Gonna ruin all your clothes so you have to walk around naked all the time. Just for me.” He took the top off you with little to no effort seeing as he ripped it at the seams. The tearing sound of the fabric riled you up even more, bucking up into him. “You’re just for me. Never letting anyone near you. Mine.”

His words came with loving bites to your skin, anywhere and everywhere up and down your arms, your chest, covering your spine when he flipped you on your stomach again. Things escalated even quicker as Hyunjin hiked your hips up and positioned you with your head in the pillows, using the two pieces of your wrecked top to tie your wrists to your ankles. Only the flimsy, teeny tiny straps for underwear covered you, not even doing that properly as your arousal dripped down the insides of your thighs.

When he had you exactly the way he wanted, Hyunjin stayed behind you, out of sight. You tried to crane your neck to catch a glimpse of him, but to no avail. You could hear him unbuckling his belt, piece by piece of clothes hitting the floor. Yet, you couldn’t see anything. When you whined, calling your boyfriend’s name, he chuckled darkly.

“You did this for me, didn’t you? Got dressed up pretty, put on the sluttiest thing you own for me to take off, right? Stop whimpering, dolls are meant to be good.” You moaned in confirmation, gently swaying your hips back and forth. It seemed to have lured him in, feeling both his hands take hold of you to keep you still. When you were going to tell him to hurry up, Hyunjin nudged at your exposed bundle of nerves with his nose and sucked in a deep breath. “Mmm, yeah… made for me.”

“Baby, please.”

“Who do you belong to?” His fingers traced the outline of your cunt, playfully spreading your puffy pussy lips with long fingers and avoiding touching you where you wanted.

“You.” The response earned you a featherlight circle around your entrance, you wouldn’t have felt it if not for every nerve in your body being on fire.

“Say it again.”

“I’m yours.”

“Damn fucking right, you are.”

He licked a broad stripe up the center of your cunt, licking up every bit of your essence to coat his tongue. Hyunjin let out a deep groan upon tasting you, losing every last bit of his resolve when your hole clenched around nothing. He had taken off everything except for his white button down, leaving it undone as unable to be bothered with it. 

Moving to get on his knees behind you, he slicked his aching cock between your folds, head falling back upon feeling your warmth. You kicked your hips back, wanting more than what he was giving, though he stopped your desperate attempts as soon as they started. “Stay still, doll. Be a good toy for me.”

You let out one more soft moan, using every bit of energy you had to do as he asked. Hyunjin admired you for another moment with his cock in his hand, stroking himself slowly at the sight of you, pretty and tied up and quietly begging for him to claim you. Smirking to himself, proud, he pushed the blunt head of his dick against your entrance and his entire body shivered. You were right, sex never feels as good as it does when you’re in love. To him, it’ll never get better than with you.

Slowly did he sink further into your cunt, burying to the hilt and falling still as he tried to compose himself. You clenched around him tighter, erratically, and it drew out more strings of moans from his lips, even louder than yours.

Hyunjin moved lazily, savoring every bit of your slick, hot walls. Hyunjin was always a tease, mostly because he loved when you began to disobey. He not-so-secretly made it difficult for you, every bit of him enjoying when he could fuck you back into obedience. So he let you move on your own, thrusting back onto his cock slowly, but still faster than the pace he originally set.

Wetness and his moans drowned out your own, you tried to at least do one thing he asked by keeping your voice down. Though, you were a sucker for the way he whined and never held back. Hyunjin has always made the prettiest noises, especially when he was feeling particularly possessive like now.

The motions of your cunt was making him slowly lose his mind, unsure if he’d be able to keep up the dominating facade. You did this thing with your cunt that made him feel like a cow getting milked, precum seeping from his tip with every push and pull and stimulating him to no end. It was so good that it felt almost painful, the heaviness in his balls was weighing down on his whole body, if he didn’t release the pressure Hyunjin was sure he’d explode.

Having enough he rocked into you steadily for a second before taking hold of your hips and letting himself succumb to the grip of your cunt. You convulsed around him so wonderfully wet, unrelentingly and creaming every pull out spreading the white ring further to cover your swollen lips. You were so messy and beautiful and sweaty and sexy how you moaned his name at the speed of his thrusts picking up, Hyunjin no longer cared to pretend that he wasn’t craving the feeling of your lips, the only thing keeping him from blowing his load— he couldn’t without it.

“Baby, untie me. Please, please, please— wan’ kiss—“

You hadn’t finished your sentence before he hastily began to set you free, shaking and struggling to undo the knots because he was so excited. That was why he was so in love with you, you knew him better than he knew himself. He always suspected it was because you could read his mind, but later realized that no, it’s just because you’re one on the same. If he had to put together a genderbent version of himself, he’d just be describing you.

“C’mere,” he immediately got you on your back and tangled his limbs around you, pressed chest to chest and lips finally colliding. Hyunjin kisses like he’s starved of them, as if he doesn’t kiss you every day and someone’s waiting in the shadows to snatch you away for good, always passionate and always filled with love.

For a little, neither of you were focused on the aching between your bodies, caught up in the feeling of the way he slotted against you so smooth and plush. His hands carding through your hair only to tug your face closer made the arousal shiver through your spine again and cant your cunt against his leaking cock. Hyunjin didn’t break away when his slung your one leg around his hip and blindly entered you once more. You could feel the goosebumps raise along his skin when he did, moaning into your mouth like a pornstar.

Such a contrast in the carnal way he took you moments ago to how painstakingly gentle his hips stole away and flushed fully against yours now. He never failed to make you feel like the only person he’s ever known, the only one he’ll ever see. His kisses were a fully loaded gun that just needed someone to pull the trigger.

It could’ve been minutes or hours that Hyunjin slackly used his entire body weight to press his cock against the sweet spot within you and the warm skin of his pelvis dragging across your clit. That paired with his ravaging lips and whiney, whimpered moans made you smell colors at this point, feeling millions of stars tingling in your fingertips and toes until you finally tipped over the edge. Your heel dug into his back to keep him lodged in your pussy as you rode out the orgasm. He swore that he’d talked to whatever god was out there because of how intense his own high was, feeling his soul practically getting milked out of his body and deposited into yours.

Maybe not his soul, but definitely a big load of something else.

The two of you stayed like this until you could feel both your heartbeats return to normal and he softened within you. Foreheads sweatily pressed together and your nails raking up and down his back, Hyunjin was suddenly bursting with energy once again. He let his body collapse on top of you and wrangled to take off his dress shirt so the two of you were just about entirely naked.

“Tired?” He mumbled against you, falling to the side and taking you with him to cuddle tighter. You nodded and snuggled into his chest. “Don’t sleep yet. I wanna talk with you.”

“About what?” The words barely intelligible as your eyes shut.

“Anything, everything. We need to get more shampoo.”

“I’ll pick some up tomorrow. Do you want the regular one you use or—“

“Whichever you usually get.”

You hummed in response, getting distracted by his hands gently massaging your skin. “Wait… do you use my shampoo?”

“Mhm. And your body wash, your lotion, sometimes your face moisturizer when I feel like it.”

“Buy the jumbo size of the shampoo!” A muffled voice from outside the room called. You and Hyunjin both jumped and scrambled to toss the covers over your bare bodies.

“More lotion too! You’re all out,” called a second.

“Do all of you use my stuff?” You responded, rolling on your back and unintentionally letting your boyfriend’s flaccid cock slip from your pussy, him cringing at the feeling. Hyunjin huffed and flopped himself on top of you again to stay close.

“Yes!” Hyunjin and the two outside the door answered, the knob jiggled.

Hyunjin shot a cold look at the door, “what did we say about personal space?”

“Channie hyung left us at the bar. Let us in!”

Changbin and Jisung knocked and twisted the locked door until Hyunjin caved. He handed you his white button up as you grabbed some napkins to wipe away whatever was leaking out of you then tossing it in the trash, sighing and sitting up against the headboard. When you were in the clear, he gave you a clean pair of boxers to put on just in case, though not bothering to put any on himself.

As soon as the door was unlocked, the two stragglers burst in and threw themselves at the end of Hyunjin’s bed. Your boyfriend looked at you from behind them, lulling his head back in slight annoyance until you’re open arms beckoned him to return by your side. His nakedness didn’t seem to affect the other two as he crawled under the sheets and snuggled into you.

“You’ll never believe the balls on Channie hyung. Y/N, you’d be so disappointed if you heard his pick up lines,” Jisung laid across your legs, head perched in his hands while Changbin sat behind him.

Hyunjin was just listening now to your conversation with his roommates. He didn’t get the night he wanted, but at the end of the day, he didn’t need it. As long as you always held him like you were now, mindlessly braiding his hair and giving his kisses to the top of his head every few minutes, he didn’t mind if his friends wanted to rant to you about their days.

As you chit chatted with Changbin and Jisung for a bit longer, you could feel Hyunjin dozing off, his breathing getting deeper in your lap. The two seemed to notice as your voice dropped to a whisper, and eventually, they let themselves out, leaving you with your sleeping boyfriend.

You tried to get comfortable next to him again, but Hyunjin stirred and only held you tighter. “Baby, let me under the blanket. I’m cold,” you cooed, stroking his cheek.

“Are they gone?” there was a raspiness in his voice that made you giggle and mutter, “yes.”

Hyunjin rolled away for a few seconds until he could wrap around you again. “What happened to wanting to talk with me?” You laughed, kissing his cheek and getting comfortable for the last time.

“Jus’ wanna hold you now.” He nuzzled into your neck like a cat leaving his scent, “never letting them in my room ever again.”

“Mhm, bedroom is off limits now.”

“…but please get the jumbo sized shampoo. I really like the smell. And the bo—“

“The body wash and the lotion. I got you, baby.”

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[lqveharrington]

Is It Over Now? | V.

summary: Alastor coming back after a seven year absence revealed what was underneath your 10 year relationship with Vox.

pairing: vox x wife!reader

includes: VERY MANIPULATIVE VOX, cursing (duh), toxic behavior, alastor not realizing he’s a home wrecker, Vel and Val being somewhat decent, (let me know if i missed any !!)

a/n: i’m on major hazbin hotel brain rot 🤷‍♀️

You were seething by the end of the extermination. All Vox would talk about was Alastor. It seemed like for the past six months all he could talk about was the Radio Demon. You were fine for about five months of it, but you started to realize it took a toll on you as well.

You were fine when Vox missed your wedding anniversary because he found out Alastor was back. You were fine when Vox missed your fashion week shows for Velvette. You were fine when he missed your birthday. But forgetting your past as extermination was coming up? Forgetting how you would break down every day before the extermination? You were done putting up with his actions.

“Doll, where are you going?” Vox slipped an arm around your waist, oblivious to the faces Velvette and Valentino made. “We’re celebrating here.”

“You’re celebrating.” You pulled away from him, walking up the stairs to your shared suite with Vox. “I’m leaving.”

“Wait, what?” Vox whipped his head over to you, slightly glitching. “What do you mean you’re leaving?” He asked but you were already up the stairs, causing him to use the electricity to summon himself to your shared room. “Doll, what’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong?” You push past him, grabbing your already packed suitcase. “Everything that happened in the last six months is wrong.”

He pulled you by your bicep, claws slightly digging into your skin. “Everything has been the same—“

“No, they haven’t.” You frown, trying to pull yourself out of his hold. “All you’ve been talking about is Alastor. But what about me?”

Vox scoffed, “What about you? I’m with you every fucking day!”

“You’re never with me, Vox!” Your eyes flash red, your free hand emitting red wisps. “Do you know how many anniversaries and dates you missed? Do you know how my days have been going?”

He stayed quiet but felt the rage bubbling up in him.

“You missed our wedding anniversary!” You glare at the ring on the hand holding onto you. “You missed all my shows, you missed my birthday—“

“I didn’t forget them.” He pressed his claws harder into your arm which made you wince. “You should’ve reminded me.”

“I wanted to! But you were so busy that I would just make you even more upset!” You bite your tongue. “Even Velvette and Valentino greeted me with happy anniversaries and a happy birthday. And where were you?” You practically shouted at him. “You were busy picking a fight with the demon who was the best man at our wedding!”

Vox’s eye swirled black and red, “Nothing is ever my fucking fault. You’re the one who wasn’t there for me!”

You flicked your hand which removed his hand from your arm, claws indented on your skin. “Bullshit. I was there every step of the way! I constantly have forgiven and forgiven, but you just keep hurting me!” Your pent-up stress and anger came out as your full demon form as tears welled from your eyes. “You were the one who wasn’t there for me! I cried to Velvette when I started retaining dreams of exorcists killing my family! I begged Valentino to not tell you that you missed any of our anniversaries! You haven’t cared for me since Alastor came back! I’m not playing this game anymore.”

“Where are you going?” He snapped his fingers, locking the doors and shutting the building down. No power was on, which meant everything was locked despite the missing locks. “I doubt anyone would be out during the day of the extermination.”

You paused but kept your composure as you remembered the only demons out. “Yeah, but the hotel is being rebuilt as we speak.”

Vox glitched again, “You are not going over to that shitty hotel.”

“I think I'll be fine since you keep forgetting about me anyway.” You shove him aside. “Unlock the doors, Vox.”

“Doll,” He let out a sigh, watching your every move. “I’m not unlocking the doors.”

“Why the fuck not?” You turn around, tears streaming down your face. “You’ve hurt me too many times! What am I supposed to do when you're too busy with Alastor that there’s no more time for me? Vel was the one who calmed me down this week!” You took a breath and looked up at the ceiling, staring at the glow-in-the-dark stars you and Vox put up years ago. “I can’t pretend like we’re fine anymore.”

“Then don’t pretend, tell me.” He smoothed his claws on the arm he previously maimed, the silver wedding band cold against your skin. “When was the last time we fought like this? You were the one to tell me to talk things through.”

You bit your lip, wiping a tear. “I know, but it’s been a constant. Every day all you talk about is Alastor. When have we ever had time for ourselves in the past six months?”

Silence fills the room as no one dares to speak. Your quiet sniffles and Vox’s whirring are the only things keeping the room from being completely silent. Vox continued to rub the marks on your arm, trying to meet your eyes.

“Can you look at me?” He tapped your arm, earning a hum of acknowledgment. “Doll, look at me.” You shifted your gaze toward him, meeting his red eyes. He let a small smile slip, “Hi, gorgeous.”

You roll your eyes, “Yes?”

“Listen, if you want to leave…” He hesitated for a bit before snapping his fingers. “You have the choice to, but not the hotel. Just come back and let me make it up to you, I promise.”

Your eyes flickered between his eyes, the red streaks from his mouth becoming more prominent when you didn’t reply.

He took his free hand and ran a claw down your cheek, making you shiver from the contact. “You could easily take me down and leave. So why not?”

“I don’t know.” You mumble, letting him pull you into him. “I’m sorry.”

Vox grinned sinfully as one of his red eyes turned hypnotic again. He stroked your back, “It’s okay, you’re alright.” The blue chain connecting your wedding rings appeared. The same one that solidified your marriage in Hell. “How about we just stay here? We’ll relax and talk, okay?”

You nod, letting him guide you toward the bed. “I didn’t want to yell.”

“I know, you’re okay.” He set you down on his lap, stroking your cheek once more before tilting your chin up with a singular claw. “You know I love you, right?”

You let a sad smile slip through and peck the corner of his screen. “I love you too.”

Vox pulled you into him again, red streaks appearing down the side of his screen for the last time. “Good.”

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[mono-moonchilds]

For Glory │KNJ

⤑ pairing: underground boxer!namjoon x fem!reader

⤑ genre: angst!!, smut, some fluff ig but also not really but yes??

⤑ rating:explicit (18+)

⤑ word count: 3.2k

⤑ summary: A fight to the death. No rules, no refs, and nowhere to run.

⤑ warnings: descriptive depiction of boxing, illusions of death, mentions of a stabbing, ig just violence in general fr, arguments, anyways on to the smut part of these warnings, fingering, emotional sex, missionary, riding, namjoon has a buzz cut, feel free to let me know if I missed anything but I think that's all folks

⤑ A/N: I watched Bloodhounds a few weeks then just had to make a boxing fic because I loved that show so much. hot men + fighting = sign me up.

The room was full to capacity, nothing but sweaty drunks that were hollering over each other while letting out rowdy cheers filling the place. Despite it all, it felt like you could hear everything. Every punch, every kick- each blow that landed on his bruised skin rang a thousand times in your ears. The fight had only been going on for fifteen minutes —probably less— but it felt like much longer. Both of their bodies already so badly beaten —bright red blood spewing from their wounds and covering the once pristine mat.

This was your first fight and it showed. Your hands clenching the worn wooden benches, breath hitching at every movement. You usually didn’t come to these events, and you didn’t see how anyone could. They were barbaric and rough -no gloves, no rules, and definitely no safety measures. They couldn’t use weapons but that was about it. Everything else was free game and however the match ended was how it ended.

Whether it was in a K.O. or stone-cold murder was all up to the victor.

‘Fight To The Death’ was what they called it. A sixteen-by-sixteen ring, surrounded by wired, ceiling-high fences, and absolutely no referees. There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, and nowhere to escape. Neither party could call a time-out either. Once they were in the ring they were stuck there until the horn blew signaling the match was over.

“Fuck!” You jumped up from your seat. That was a mean one. The punch knocked Namjoon straight on his back allowing the other to climb on top. Luckily Namjoon was able to bring his arms up and get into a protective huddle, but it was still barely any help. Lee Do Yoon was evil, and his hits were ruthless. Even in the regular matches, he had a reputation for playing dirty.

This wasn’t even supposed to be his fight. For two years Namjoon had been out —he owned a gym and had a regular life that didn’t involve the underground fighting scene. For two beautiful years, you were able to see your boyfriend come home the way he left. No bruises, no busted lips. Just a clean face and a happy smile.

All of you had told Jungkook to lie low. That bragging and arguing with The Vipers was something he did not want to do. Despite your efforts to keep out this scene and the business that went along with it even you knew that Do Yoon and his little gang were nothing to mess with. Of course, Jungkook didn’t listen. When did he ever?

The night of your anniversary was when you got the call. You and Namjoon were on your way home from dinner when his phone rang.

Jungkook had been stabbed. They did him over three different times before leaving him for dead in the middle of an alley. Thankfully Jungkook had been relatively fine, but he was in absolutely no shape to fight. He could’ve pulled out but all of them had way too much vengeance to let the incident go unchecked, letting The Vipers have another by default victory. The other man had done this before and the only reason none of them ever got him back was they were all too consumed with their grief.

Hoseok had offered to fight in Jungkook’s place and so had Taehyung but either of them getting in that ring with Lee Do Yoon would’ve been like signing their death note. It’d been years since their last fight. And even though both of them were still in amazing shape they also had way too many injuries to even stand a chance of winning.

Of course, Namjoon never told you his plan though. He kept quiet, carefully dodging your suspicious questions until tonight.

“It’s okay- he’s okay. Namjoon’s got this,” Jungkook tried to comfort wrapping his arm around you, but you shook him off sending a mean glare.

You knew it was unfair to still be angry with him, but you couldn’t help. Sometimes you just wanted Jungkook to grow up —for him to mature and think with his head. Yeah, he knew how to step but he also needed to know when to fall the fuck back. He was twenty-five and everyone was still cleaning up his messes as if he were a kid.

“Joon!” You screamed out your hands banging against the gate. Instead of grabbing your boyfriend’s attention, you grabbed Do Yoon’s. A bloody grin filling his snake-like features as he turned towards you.

“Come on Joon—” he cooed mockingly, “you gone let your girl stand there and just watch you get put down like an animal? I thought you were supposed to be something. That’s what they told me.” Do Yoon got up from on top of him swinging his leg back hard before pushing it forward kicking Namjoon straight in the side. It sent all the air out of his body making Namjoon curl into a ball as he let out a loud cry. “Your nothing,” Do Yoon hacked a bloody lob right onto his face. “Just a washed-up piece of shit.”

Do Yoon yanked his head back. Namjoon had no time to react before the other man's hard fist clocked him dead in the face six times before dropping him back on the mat. Even though the match wasn’t over Do Yoon jumped around the ring as if he’d already won the crowd hyping him up like the depraved monster he was.

“Please,” You begged. Namjoon was still down. He kept trying to get up, but his body was wobbly and failing him.

Do Yoon crouched down in front of you. His tongue dragged against the nasty wire fence as he licked it. “Once I’m done imma have a nice time with you—” he reached down groping his flaccid dick in his shorts. “me and my boys. We’re going to-”

Before he can finish the sentence Do Yoon’s face is smashed against the fence before being dragged back. Namjoon is the one on top now. His punches unrelenting as he attacks every part of the man underneath his body. For once you understood how everyone else in the arena felt. A loud cheer came from the depths of your soul as you threw your arms up. Do Yoon was able to get a few good punches in, but it wasn’t enough, newfound energy filling Namjoon’s entire being.

It should have terrified you. The way Namjoon looked -his eyes cold and distant but it didn’t.

With one last heavy punch the match was over, Do Yoon’s arms falling flat to his side. For once the audience was quiet. Everyone was waiting with bated breath to see if he would get up. Strings of swearing erupted from his goons, their hands shaking the cage wall as they yelled at him. It was too late though.

The loud countdown over the speaker started.

Ten!

Nine!

Eight!

Seven!

Six!

Five!

Four!

Three!

Two!

One!

The horn blared.

“The winner of this year's Fight to The Death: Kiiim NaaamJOON!”

As soon as the gate rolled open you were gone. Jumping up you wrap your legs around Namjoon’s waist, his strong arms lifting you into the air. The crowd fickle as ever rang out in cheers, shouting and chanting Namjoon’s praises. Your boyfriend took it all in, a loud roar erupting from his throat as he bounced up and down.

It was over.

It was all finally over.

Namjoon walked out of the venue with a limp and somewhat clean face. Though he was still marred with bruises and cuts, Seokjin had managed to patch him up well. Before the two of you got into the car, he called over Jungkook handing him one of the leather briefcases. With a shake of his head, the younger immediately declined, pushing it away.

“Take it,” Namjoon pressed shoving it into his chest. “Pay your debts and stay out of trouble.”

“I’m sorry Hyung,” Jungkook broke down into tears. “I’m so sorry,” He repeated looking at you this time. “I will. I promise I will.”

“I know,” Namjoon said pulling Jungkook into a hug. “It’s over. don’t think about it too much.”

Throughout all his goodbyes Namjoon kept a stoic face. It was only when the two of you crawled into the backseat of Hoseok’s car that he let out a loud sob. Hoseok looked back at him through the rear-view mirror but didn’t say anything. There wasn’t anything to say. Reaching over you grabbed his hand and leaned over resting your head on his shoulder.

“I did it. I fucking did.” Namjoon whispered but you knew he wasn’t talking to you. He wasn’t talking to either of you. Instead, his focus was on the golden boxing glove chain that was around his neck.

Yoongi’s old necklace.

When the two of you entered your shared apartment the story of what had gone down just hours before was all over the place. The space is messy littered with broken objects that you’d thrown around in a fit. Before you could finish making your way over to the kitchen to grab the broom Namjoon grabbed your wrist stopping you.

“We’ll clean it up tomorrow. Come on,”

Sitting down on the bed Namjoon pulled you a top of him. Your legs spread on either side of his body. “Didn’t think you would come,” 

“Called Jimin last minute. He rushed me over.”

“How come?”

You shrugged sucking in a sniffle. “I just couldn’t bear the thought of you being in that ring thinking all that shit I said was true. I didn’t mean it Joon. I didn’t mean any of it.”

Namjoon, as understanding as ever nodded his head. “Baby I know you didn’t. I know you were just angry and you had every right to be.” That made you cry. You never would understand what you’d done in life to be able to call someone like Namjoon yours.

Gingerly grabbing your brown cheeks between his palms, Namjoon pulled you in for a kiss. The remnants of dried metallic blood danced on your tongue. It reminded you of your first kiss. How the scars made his lips rough and how swollen they felt against yours. You should’ve been used to this but for some reason, it all felt so foreign. Haven got so used to your new normal you’d completely pushed down the old one.

The staying up to the wee hours of the morning wondering if he was going to be okay, sometimes having to patch him up or force him to go to the hospital when things looked too bad.

“Come on,” Namjoon hushed pulling you back in. “Stay with me,”

Flipping the two of you over he laid you down on your back. His hands instantly falling to the hem of your leggings as he pulled the tight fabric off of you. Namjoon’s lips found yours once again, a soft gasp-like breath leaving your mouth as you felt the outline of his hardening cock pressing against your lower belly. Freeing you from the confines of his hoodie Namjoon latched onto your neck, his mouth sucking hard at the exposed skin as his fingers slowly trailed down your stomach and to the place you needed him most.

It was crazy. How with just a mere touch from him you were soaked. Panties clinging desperately to your sodden pussy. Letting out a low chuckle Namjoon pulled his fingers from your panties showing you the slick digits. “Thought you said you hated me?”

Letting out a whine you rolled your eyes. “Please,” You quietly begged. You knew Namjoon was just trying to make light- show you in his own little way that he wasn’t mad at you, but you couldn’t do it tonight. You didn’t want to relive any of the shit you’d said to him.

Sliding from off of you Namjoon laid down on his side while pulling your thigh up onto his hip so that now the two of you were laying down on the bed facing each other. Pushing his hand back between your bodies his fingers made their way back into your panties- the calloused tips rubbing against your sensitive clit.

One by one he pushed his middle and ring finger into your needy hole. Forcing another low gasp from your mouth as you leaned forward burying your face into the crook of his neck. Namjoon kept a slow pace. Dragging his fingers in and out, ever so slightly curving the digits to rub them against that little spot that always made you lose it.

“You know I love you,” Namjoon breathed against your neck. You nodded. “I was always gonna come back to you. Nothing could keep me away from you.”

Your body writhes, your right hand flying up wanting to tangle into Namjoon’s dark locks but there was nothing there. Just like it was when you’d first met him his hair was once again completely buzzed leaving him with practically little to nothing. So instead, you settle for grasping at the back of his neck, practically fucking yourself onto the digits, your hips having a mind of their own as they rolled and jerked.

You wanted nothing more than to say something back, tell Namjoon how much you loved him too but you couldn’t. The pleasure over taking your body so much that the only thing you could do was let out low swears followed by the call of his name. It always embarrassed you how just with a few touches Namjoon could have you speechless and clinging to his body in desperation.

You could hear the wetness. Your slick undoubtedly leaving the bed sheets along with your inner thighs a mess. “Look at me,” Namjoon mumbled a faint smile filling his lips as you followed his command. “You know I like looking at you when you cum.”

Namjoon’s fingers sped up. The squelches from your pussy fill the quiet room. “Shit,” You swore. That familiar feeling rising up in your lower belly. You could feel your legs tightening up, the heel of your foot pressing into the back of Namjoon's calf.

“That’s right. Let go for me baby,” You don’t need to be told twice. Your vision crossing a little as your body shudders against his. “There we go. Always so pretty. My pretty baby,” Namjoon encourages his fingers not letting up even for a moment as he fucks you through your orgasm. It feels like forever before he finally pulls away, shoving the slick digits into his mouth.

Pulling away for just a moment Namjoon sits up and pulls his own hoodie off. Even though you know it's against your better interest you can’t help but look. His bare chest was exposed showing all of the bruises that littered his once clear skin. They were everywhere. There wasn’t a bare piece of skin that didn’t have Do Yoon’s dirty prints on it. “nuh uh—” Namjoon murmurs tilting your chin up. “Don’t look at that. Look at me. Just stay here with me,” Kissing your tears away Namjoon rolled the two of you over so that he was back on top of you. In one swift movement, he pulled down his gym shorts and boxers allowing his thick cock to spring free from its previous confinements.

Grabbing the length, Namjoon began to pump it, smearing the creamy white beads that’d spurted from the tip into the rest of the skin. “Joon,” You breathed needily, your cunt throbbing desperately in your panties. Even though your boyfriend just shushed you he didn’t tease much longer, the head of his cock pressing into your pussy slowly splitting you open.

Despite Namjoon’s thrusts being slow they were hard. Each push knocking the wind out of you as you begged for more. Dipping his head down Namjoon wrapped his full lips around your brown nipple suckling the pebble into his mouth.

“Right there,” You moaned, eyes fluttering closed at the overwhelming sensations that racked through your body. Letting go of your nipple Namjoon’s face falls onto your shoulder, low grunts and groans falling from his lips with every thrust.

“Fucking love you,” Namjoon whispers so low that you weren’t even sure he’d meant to say it out loud. Wrapping your legs around his lower back, you pull him deeper into you, making a low hiss fall from Namjoon’s mouth as you accidentally press into a bruise.

“’m sorry,” you slur out.

“S’okay,” He grumbles kissing your collar blade, his wet tongue dragging across the skin. Pulling away Namjoon looked down at you, a small smile filling his face as he stared. Even though he didn’t say anything you knew exactly what he was feeling because you felt the same. The happiness. The relief. Although Namjoon had given promises of winning before he left the two of you both knew very well the fight could’ve gone either way.

Gradually his eyes drifted downward, first falling on your bouncing breast but then inevitably ending on your belly causing tears to fill his eyes. This time you pull him out of it, your hands cupping his cheeks as you pull him down for a kiss. “Lemme ride you,” you say.

With a nod of his head, Namjoon changed positions causing you to let out a lower whimper. He always felt so fucking deep in this position, like his cock was right in your stomach. “Shit—” Namjoon’s eyes got wide. “do you think we’re gonna—”

“Joon—” You cut him off with a laugh already knowing what he was about to ask. “You’re big but you're not that damn big. Just give me a minute.” You finish a moan tumbling for your lips as you roll your hips just a bit to help get used to the stretch.

Instead of placing your hands on his chest you lean back grasping his thighs, eyes fluttering close as you rock back and forth. Namjoon’s hands found purchase on your waist helping you grind a little bit faster, his hips rising a little to match your movements. Lifting yourself up you drop back down, the loud sound of skin slapping together filling the room as you repeat the movements.

“Don’t think I gonna last—” Namjoon chokes out. “feel too fucking good.”

You nod your head in agreement, already feeling the sensation building. “Just a lil faster baby.” Namjoon whimpers. “I need a little more,”

As you follow his directions, Namjoon’s head falls back. His lips forming into a ‘o’ as his eyebrows furrow together. He was almost there and so were you. Reaching down you rub fast circles onto your clit, your body shaking as your orgasm hits you hard. It doesn’t take long for Namjoon to follow, a loud groan escaping him as his cum paints your inner walls white.

The two of you pant, barely allowing the other to catch a breath before you find your lips on each other once again. Carefully you slide off him and fall to the side. Wrapping his arms back around you Namjoon pulls you in once more. His hand finds rest on your belly rubbing at the barely there bump as his eyes flutter close.

“Don’t know what I would do without you,” You whisper.

“And I don’t want to find out.”

⤑ A/N: I really loved writing this couple and I kinda wanna write the prequel to how they met and also Jungkook and Yoongi's story. I hope you guys enjoyed it!

#bts smut #bts fic #namjoon smut #bts x black reader #namjoon fanfic #bts fanfic #kim namjoon fanfic #namjoon x black reader #namjoon x reader #namjoon x y/n

[miyaur]

love language hcs w any of the hsr charas😞🤞

their love language ft. blade, jing yuan, kafka, silver wolf, seele, bronya rand, dan heng

a/n: so... so... so... i'm gonna take a break from writing the wedding sex hcs bit, and give you guys this, and boy will this be long as fuck. anyway love u guys mwa mwa, happy 1.2k followers!!

blade likes it when you spend time with him, especially when those little moments where its just the both of you cuddling in silence. where no one else can find the both of you. just admiring each other in his warm embrace, where you were snuggled so tightly into his chest. or whether it'd be those moments, where he knows you're cheering from afar, waiting for him to come back from a mission he was set out on, where you were safe, and waiting for him to come back, waiting to be in his arms again. he loves words of affirmation, or acts of service. he'll give off the same love language that you give, so basically mirrors it back to you.

jing yuan on the other hand, he loves it when praise slips past your soft lips, praise that compliments him. he's more than willing to give you gifts, and words that soothe your mood. just as long as his words can make you go oh so red in the face, and his gifts enough to do the same, he'll be okay. just loves it whenever he flirts with you, you can't help but become a tomato, even if you both are together. oh! but don't get me wrong! he becomes the tomato if you end up flirting back! thinks it's hot when you decide to talk back to him, with just as flirty words. loves it whenever you return his energy, or receive it!!

kafka loves it when you do stuff for her! like if you ever wanna plan anything on valentines', or when its your guys' anniversary, just planning a nice little outing with her, with her favorite kinds of flowers, and no matter what you tell me, she likes waterlilies + peonies! i don't care that they probably got different kinds of flowers in their universe, she'd love waterlilies. and as long as you treat her right, she'll give you gifts of all kinds, and maybe mixed in with a passion for physical touch! likes to feel your skin on hers, especially when you cuddle! feels safe either in your embrace, or you in hers.

silver wolf is fond of quality time! and gift giving, except as the receiving end.. loves it when you both get to finally spend time, playing multiplayer games all morning, and going out in the evening. take her out somewhere nice, not something too fancy, but something cozy, and quiet, somewhere you both can really just breathe for a second. likes to spend time with you all the same, let her know she's loved with words that can let her relax for once! kind of scared of your affection at first, but learns to love it, and give it back in the end.

seele is very loving when it comes to quality time. the more you get to know her, the more affectionate she becomes. and just melts when you cuddle her, or any sort of physical touch, and that's just if you both are close enough. likes dates that are just done at home, just simple picnics out in wherever is okay for her. just spend time with her, she's so busy and stressed out about whatever, just needs affection, and kisses to let it all just fade away. please just kiss it better for her, that's literally it. will be just as cuddly, and affectionate as you are through physical touch + words of affirmation. will tell you how much you've helped your mood, her strong words, and loving arms.

bronya rand is shy about it, but loves it when you spend time with her, and relax her with your soothing words. letting her know whatever choice she makes for belobog, its what's right, and for whatever decisions she should make, her heart should be able to help her choose. and whatever she chooses, it's whatever would be the best. and while at it, whenever she has a break, please, take her out to somewhere nice. just wants to relax too. really needs a breather from all her work. she'll be just as affectionate and return your love with gifts and her time. and having her time is great. being hers was already enough for you though! support her through everything and she'll fall in love all over again!

dan heng is head over heels for anything you give, and anything you do. loves all your gifts so much, his room is basically a trophy room for everything you've given to him. and loves it whenever you do acts of service for him. just melts thinking about it. acts of service or quality time?? he's your man! loves spending time with you, just taking you out anywhere he can, and whenever. just wants to spend time with you, and make sure you're just in his arms, in silence, or talking about something, he just wants to admire your pretty face.

im so tired pls lord

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[misshoneyimhome]

When we get home, I'm cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore. I'm going to make you moan and scream my name. I'm going to make you cum over and over again with Mr. William.

I uhm... I've got nothing to say in my defence 🙈 Please, enjoy 🤍

[I don't know why but this just in a way screamed jealous!Willy - not in an angry way or anything... just like, in fucking seductive and naughty way 🙃]

Warnings; oral sex (f receiving), fingering, handcuffs, overstimulation, countless of orgasms, unprotected sex (p in v); think that's it?

Word count: 3.6K

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Girl, you got me thinkin' 'bout, All the things I'd do to you I William Nylander 🖋️⚡️

What you thought was going to be a relaxed weekend, with a cosy dinner, a hockey match, and a casual team event, turned out to be much more intense than you'd anticipated.

Friday started well enough; you returned home after a good day at work, took Pablo and Banksy for a walk while your boyfriend, William Nylander, was at practice, and then got ready for the evening's plans.

It was your and William's very first anniversary - or something along those lines. Neither of you were entirely certain when you officially became a couple, but you both remembered the first time you slept together vividly. And considering that was definitely something to remember, you decided to mark it as your anniversary.

So, while William was training throughout the day and afternoon, you made your home look its best, dressed in a nice outfit, and patiently waited for him to return.

However, as had happened several times before, William unfortunately didn't make it home in time for dinner. Practice ran longer than expected, media commitments took more time, and there was also an extended staff and team meeting.

You couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed, but you also knew that these were the terms you had agreed upon when you chose to be in a relationship with a professional hockey player. 

William wasn't always the most openly romantic partner, but when he fell for you, he’d fallen hard. And though he often forgot about grand gestures that many women talked about, he often remembered the smaller ones. For instance, when he was away on the road, he made it a point to text and call every day just to hear your voice, as it comforted him before and after a game. He also brought back small gifts, sometimes quirky souvenirs bought as jokes, and occasionally more personal items if the team had time to go shopping.

However, when he was back in Toronto and you spent every day together, he had a tendency to lose track of time and forget that he was in a committed, romantic relationship. Which seemed quite common among most men.

So, after enjoying your delicious meal all by yourself, you simply decided to take a seductive photo for your man, with the text "Happy Anniversary, babe 😉."

You wondered if perhaps he had forgotten about it. After all, it was your first anniversary together, and you weren’t even sure if William had ever experienced one before. Maybe it didn’t hold much significance for him?

However, though you felt a little disappointed having to dine alone, you tried to shrug it off. And instead, you pampered yourself with a nice long shower, indulged in some home spa treatments, and then snuggled up in your pyjamas to watch a movie in bed. And eventually, you drifted off to sleep before William arrived home.

Meanwhile, as the team concluded their meeting, William’s heart skipped a beat when he saw your snap. It wasn't just because of the message written over your very attractive naked body, but also because it reminded him that he wasn’t home with you for your date night.

No, he hadn’t forgotten about it. 

In fact, he’d been mentally wrestling with himself for the past few hours while the managers discussed details, he wouldn’t even be able to recall tomorrow. All he wanted was to be back home with you. And he feared you were probably angry with him for not being there. He couldn't help but dwell on the effort you had made, spending time on cooking dinner, especially after mentioning how much you were looking forward to a relaxed evening at home before the event the next day. And he wasn’t there.

And as soon as the meeting ended and Brad dismissed everyone, all the players quickly gathered their things and headed for the car park.

"Hey Willy, you alright?" the team’s captain suddenly asked, catching up to William just before the exit.

"Oh yeah, JT, I'm fine," the young Swede shrugged.

However, John had noticed William's unusual low mood all day and wasn't about to let it go when he sensed his teammate wasn't feeling his usual self.

"Come on, Willy, you can tell me," he persisted, flashing a warm and friendly smile, prompting William to let out a sigh.

"It's just... it's y/n and my anniversary today, and it's getting pretty late now, so..." he softly explained, glancing around with a sense of disappointment.

"Oh, shit," the captain responded. "She's upset with you?"

"Maybe, I mean, I don't know... I know she's cooked dinner for tonight, but she hasn't texted in the past few hours, so..."

The two men shared a moment of comfortable silence as William released another soft sigh.

"Hopefully, she's just asleep..." John tried to comfort his teammate. "But I'm sorry, man - sometimes our schedule is just messed up, and we can't do anything about it..."

"I know, I just wish it hadn't been tonight," William said with a gentle smile.

"Yeah, that's always the way," John chuckled lightly. "But hey, I won't hold you up then. Go home to your girl and tell her how much you love her – that usually works for me." And with that, he left William with a heartfelt chuckle.

As William returned to the condo, greeted by his dogs as soon as he entered, he quickly noticed the decorated dinner table, before he made his way to the kitchen where you had left a little post-it note:

"Hey baby, leftovers in the fridge :* I love you and hope you had a wonderful day at work!"

Even in your messages, you were the best girlfriend William could ever wish for. You were always so patient with him, never really upset about anything when his career got in the way of your relationship or when things didn't go as planned according to your calendar.

And after enjoying the incredible leftovers, which probably tasted even more heavenly when freshly cooked, William headed to the bedroom where he found you already tucked in. Stripping down to his boxers, he joined you under the covers, holding your body tightly, causing you to stir as you awoke and look at him with a tired expression.

"Hey... you're home..."

"Yeah, I'm so sorry, babe," William softly apologised.

"Don't be, I'm just happy to see you," you flashed him a soft smile.

"I mean about tonight," William corrected himself. "I wasn't home."

"It's okay, Willy, we'll make up for it another time," you offered him another smile before cuddling into his embrace, and slowly, both of you drifted off to sleep.

Oh, and ow William was determined to make it up to you. But that was easier said than done on the following day.

Because, of course, Saturday was packed with commitments for him as well.

First, there were very early morning skates, which none of the players were keen on after their long workday the day before. Then, there was media coverage, followed by a couple of hours of much-needed rest before the day's match. This particular day had an early match scheduled, as MLSE had also arranged an event in the evening to celebrate the team’s performance thus far in the season.

"Just great..." William mumbled to himself, knowing he wouldn’t have the time or energy to do something, anything, to make up for the missed date night from yesterday. Not that he really had to. Despite his numerous apologies that morning, you had tried your best to reassure him that he didn't need to feel guilty.

You were completely understanding, as it was part of his career, which in turn, was part of your relationship.

Yet, William still felt remorseful. Not only for missing a romantic evening with you, celebrating your first year together, but also because he simply yearned for your touch. His hectic schedule didn’t just interfere with dinner dates; it also tended to affect the sexual aspect of your relationship.

However, on the bright side, the Leafs secured a solid 7-4 win against the Minnesota Wilds. It was the perfect start to the team event that followed, filled with heartfelt speeches from the managerial team, Coach Keefe, and other high-ranking members of the club.

And as if it wasn't enough torture for William to miss spending the night relaxing at home with you in his arms, you were captivatingly engrossed in deep conversations with the team's family and friends. And moreover, you looked absolutely stunning in your mid-long, dark blue dress, golden heels that accentuated your beautiful legs, and flawless hair and makeup.

You looked nothing but perfect, and it was driving him crazy.

Your laughter echoed in his ears, and with each passing minute, he found himself yearning for you more and more. And his hand on your waist wasn't exactly subtle in expressing his desires.

"Hey, easy, babe," you softly whispered as his hand firmly gripped you and occasionally wandered to your buttocks while you mingled with the rest of the crowd.

"I can't help it... you just look so fucking amazing, and I want you so badly, let's go home," he whispered seductively into your ear, trying to contain his arousal.

"We can't go home now..." you flashed him a sweet smile, trying to be the responsible one. "You're at an event with your team, Willy - we'll have to wait..."

"How can I? Especially after that sexy picture you sent me yesterday... that was incredibly hot and a real tease," he chuckled softly, making sure no one around could overhear their conversation.

Not that William cared much at that moment. He just wanted to shout out loudly that he was going home to fuck his girlfriend of one year as he dragged you out.

But he kept his composure, intensely locking eyes with you as you gave him a sly smirk.

"Well, let's just say it was a preview of what you might see later," you winked at him before returning to the story about Stephanie and Mitch's honeymoon adventure.

But William wasn't keen on waiting any longer; he felt he had waited quite long enough. And as the night dragged on and you engaged in lively conversations, occasionally taking sips of your drink and flashing radiant smiles, his impatience grew.

And what didn't help was when a friend of Reaves' suddenly engaged you in a casual conversation about the match, smiling warmly and charmingly. This immediately captured William's undivided attention. Normally, he didn't mind other men talking to you, knowing he could trust you completely. However, in his current state of near desperation to bring you home and fuck your brains out, this encounter acted like fuel to an already burning fire.

So, seeing an opportunity to swiftly change the situation and inspire you to leave the conversations behind, William decided to make a move he believed would prompt you to come home with him sooner rather than later.

Amidst a group of players and their partners, William smoothly approached you from behind, gently wrapping his hands around your waist, and whispered in a seductive manner,

"When we get home, I'm cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore. I'm going to make you moan and scream my name. I'm going to make you cum over and over again."

His words sent a rush through you, and you felt a flutter in response. Your cunt clenching between your thighs, as he knew exactly how to entice you, and it was working.

With his body close to yours, you gradually lost interest in the ongoing conversation, realising that leaving this place would take longer than you desired. So, as the chatter dwindled, you seized the chance to make your exit.

"Anyway, it's been lovely tonight," you said softly, offering a sweet smile to the others. "But we'll be heading home shortly."

Attempting to appear nonchalant, you could sense that they all suspected William had done something to sway your decision. And indeed, he had succeeded.

And as you turned towards William's smug expression and both of you prepared to leave, hand in hand, Auston suddenly intercepted.

"Leaving already?" he chuckled, drawing everyone's attention, and you found yourself blushing under the sudden spotlight.

"Let them go, Tony – it's their anniversary, and they deserve some alone time," the captain intervened, bending the truth in your favour with a casual wink. And with that, William once again seized your hand and guided you towards the car.

To say the journey home was rather quick would be an understatement; the both of you were more than hungry for each other. And William in particular, knew just what he was going to eat when you got home.

It took mere moments before you were entwined, your lips meeting in a passionate clash as tongues vied for dominance upon entering the condo.

William mentally appreciated the foresight of hiring a dog walker, so the two doodles were already taken care of. Which meant he could sling you over his shoulder and carry you to the bedroom, giving your behind a playful slap on the way.

Having managed to discard your shoes along the journey, a wide grin adorned your face as William tossed you onto the bed and swiftly began to undress, your eyes fixed intently on him as you propped yourself up on your elbows. When down to just boxers, he redirected his focus to you, and once again, his lips sought yours as he leaned over, his hands exploring beneath your dress, removing it, and revealing your bare breasts.

The atmosphere was already charged and fervent. Your fingers tangled in William's lion mane as he pushed you back, effortlessly tearing the scant fabric of your thong away from your body.

"Willy!" you gasped out almost breathlessly.

"Don't worry, babe, you don't need them anyway," he chuckled lightly before giving you another passionate kiss. And truth be told, your underwear was the least of your concerns.

Your focus was entirely on your boyfriend, who had an undeniable hold on you as he planted kisses along your neck, gently nibbling before descending further southward. He lavished attention on each of your nipples, giving them the devoted care they deserved, one at a time.

Your breath hitched as William skilfully explored your body, but as he had pledged, this wasn't going to be enough.

True to his word, he reached for the nightstand, collecting a pair of handcuffs with black fur and adeptly secured your hands above your head to the bed. A mischievous grin crossed his lips as he admired the sight of you before him—your naked form sprawled out, lips already yearning for air, fully aware of his intentions.

Then licking his lips suggestively, William shifted positions on the bed, nestling his head between your thighs, as he hooked his arms around each thigh, offering a playful wink before delving in.

"Oh, Willy, yes!" you moaned loudly as he began to lick up your folds, his tongue delving and savouring every essence, skilfully working the sensitive flesh before zeroing in on your most sensitive spot. His expert mouth suckled and teased, alternating between your entrance and focusing on the small nub of nerves. Your uncontrolled moans resonated as William left no part of your core untouched, his hold around your thighs anchoring you as the pleasure surged, inadvertently causing your hips to arch upwards.

The overwhelming sensation of his oral expertise was astounding. With your hands restrained, your body quivered, yearning to writhe in pleasure that surged through you, creating a hazy bliss in your mind as you neared climax.

"God, baby, I'm about to come," you gasped amidst panting breaths and moans, while he continued his skilled ministrations, his intense gaze fixed on you, revelling in your utter disarray under his touch. His satisfaction knew no bounds.

Your squirms and pleas, craving the impending intense orgasm, drove him wild. You were his to pleasure, and your complete surrender empowered him.

"Shit!" you exclaimed, feeling ecstasy surge and overwhelm your senses, as you screamed out William's name amidst a string of curse words along the way. Arching your back, shutting your eyes, and burying your head back into the pillow, you succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure.

It was as though you could sense William's satisfied smirk against your core, thoroughly content with the outcome of his efforts. Your cunt drenched his moustache and stubble, mixing with his saliva.

And as he released his hold, locking eyes with you once more, he allowed you time to catch your breath, observing you with a confident grin plastered on his handsome face. Then slowly withdrawing from your heat, a tranquil silence filled the room, your lips curving into a smile as you admired your incredible boyfriend.

But the brief respite was short-lived. True to his word, he resumed eating you out, sending you into another intoxicating orgasm.

'fuck', 'shit', 'yes', 'oh no', 'oh yes' - escaped your lips as he relentlessly continued pleasuring you, refusing to let go after you reached another climax.

His talented mouth remained devoted to your dripping core, eliciting loud moans as he did whatever pleased him. The roughness of his stubble against your inner thighs left them tinged with red, yet you were so immersed in sensation that it barely registered.

And as the third orgasm approached, William introduced two fingers into the equation, effortlessly sliding them deep within you, stretching your walls and pinpointing that sweet spot, causing you to clench and cry out once more, pressing your heels into the mattress as your juices sprayed onto his satisfied face.

And this only intensified William's desire for more. He simply loved the fact that he could make you squirt like that, something unique he knew you'd never experienced with anyone else.

"Feeling good, baby?" he inquired with a dark, seductive tone, fully aware of the breathless affirmation you struggled to articulate.

"You're amazing, Willy," you managed to gasp, earning a chuckle from your boyfriend in response.

"I know, baby, but my jaw isn't sore yet... so it looks like I'm not quite finished with you," he remarked, sitting back on his knees between your legs, still admiring his handiwork as you trembled before him, tears of pleasure glistening in your eyes and sweat adorning your skin.

"You're definitely going to be the end of me, Nylander," you chuckled softly, your gaze fixed on William. "At least I'll go out happy..."

And it seemed as though William was intentionally pushing you to the brink with intense pleasure, granting you just one more orgasm with his skilful mouth, as he made sure he’d be leaving dark marks on your inner thighs before finally releasing you.

At this point, your body felt nearly numb; William had overwhelmed you completely, a whirlwind of orgasms spurred on by his incredible oral expertise.

As your mind emerged from its euphoric state, a sense of unfairness settled within you - you were the only one reaching multiple peaks tonight, so turning to the Swede, you softly spoke.

"Baby, you need to come too," you urged, and William couldn't disagree. A damp patch had already formed on his boxers, as his hard cock was tucked away. So, he gently undid the handcuffs, eliciting a different kind of pleasure as your arms were finally freed.

However, your freedom didn’t last long.

William used his strength, effortlessly turning you onto your side, as your body yielded as he swiftly cuffed your hands behind your back.

"Don't think you're finished just yet," he chuckled, rising from the bed, and positioning himself at the edge, freeing his cock from his underwear, and pulling your hips closer, aligning his member with your entrance.

Your hands were once again restrained, your legs bent as his hardness slowly penetrated your core, stretching your walls akin to his fingers had done earlier.

It was sheer bliss.

With each thrust, the tip of his member found its mark deep within you, and as William established his rhythm, he pounded into you vigorously.

He knew that he wouldn't last long after the intense arousal from eating you out, and William felt the tightening of your walls, knowing you were losing control once again, and felt his climax approach.

"Shit, baby, feels amazing," he moaned, thrusting his hips against your body, delivering firm smacks to your rear, as he filled the room with a symphony of pleasure-laden sounds, blending with moans and cries. "I'm gonna come…"

"Yes, Willy, come for me," you whimpered, the sensation of his movements sending you nearer to the edge for what felt like the fifth or maybe the sixth time tonight; you'd completely lost count.

And in sync with your cries of pleasure, William too reached his peak, thrusting forcefully a few more times before releasing himself, filling your core completely with cum. 

"Fuck..." he grunted, having experienced an intense climax following a day filled with teasing. "Sorry, baby…" he murmured softly, his body almost collapsing onto yours, his arms providing just enough support on the bed before he undid the cuffs once more, this time tossing them onto the floor.

"Shit, Willy..." you breathed, finally managing to catch your breath.

"I know, baby... happy anniversary," he chuckled lightly, gazing down at you with a satisfied smirk.

"Happy anniversary, Willy," you smiled in return as he gently withdrew from your sensitive warmth, allowing his cum to trickle out briefly before joining you on the bed, and pulling you close for a tender cuddle.

#thirst night #18+ #william nylander imagine #nhl smut #wn88 imagine #william nylander smut #nhl hockey imagine #toronto maple leafs imagine

[milkywaydrabbles]

Fluff number 18 my parents seem to love you. Alucard castlevania,

I think this would be really cute,specifically in a modern au, if you've seen the games at all, castlevania continues well into 2030s where Alucard works for a secretive government branch as genya arikado. If not then however you like, I just gotta spread the world on this lesser known lore lol.

A/N: SCREAMS I haven't played the games I'm a fucking fraud but I really want to soon bc when I hyperfixate on things it's so difficult to think of anything else but life is really busy right now cries. One day soon I'll do it!! AU where nothing fucking bad happens and Adrian gets to live a happy life with his mom and dad!!!! Hope you like it MWUAH

"My parents love you" x Alucard

“Adrian, I have no idea how you managed to catch her eye but you need to keep her.” Lisa teased, shoving her son playfully on the side. He would always be the butt of the joke whenever having dinner with his parents, and you-the absolute love of his life. Vlad stayed quiet for the most part, except for a chuckle here or there, and when he was feeling spicy a dad joke thrown into the mix. “I think he’s doing a fine job at keeping me, Mrs. Tepes.” You smiled at her, glancing his way for a moment. Adrian simply smiled, rolling his eyes in amusement. 

It was a tradition at this point, having dinner with his parents at least once a month. More if there was a special occasion like a holiday or anniversary. It ended up being your idea, really. You enjoyed being around his family more than he thought you would. And honestly, it was a huge relief. Family was terribly important to Adrian, but he knew you had a broken family. Knew that being around family gatherings was difficult. He would never push you into seeing them more than you needed to. But you just, clicked so well with them. He had nothing to worry about.

The two of you had been together for nearly four years now. Your meeting was nothing exceptional, accidentally bumping into each other at the local bookstore you both frequented. And then bumping into each other again at a coffee shop. And then again at the bookstore. “Seems like fate really wants us to meet huh?” You joked, gripping onto the book you were perusing. From there it was like you had been together forever. None of the awkward dates trying to get to know each other. None of the weird anxious butterflies in your stomach that made you feel like you had to try hard to impress him. It just felt right. From the moment he asked you out on a date, it had been like the relationship had been established for decades. 

It felt like Vlad and Lisa all over again.

And then you went to meet his parents-and he was a nervous wreck. Not because he didn’t want to introduce you, but because you had recently confided in him the harsh upbringing you had. He had no idea what that was like, and it broke his heart to see how bright and shining you were, feel small when telling him your past.  But you wanted to meet them, make a good impression. It was important to you that they accepted you as his significant other. If my parents don’t like me, at least I have yours! You joked, laughing even if it was at your own expense. Meeting of his parents went...well. Interesting, but well. Vlad was as stoic as ever, stark difference to Lisa wanting to immediately smother you with questions of yourself, how you two met, what you do. She was his mother. Adrian tried to slow her down but you answered it all in stride, returning questions and asking her about her line of work specifically. And how the two of them were so brilliant. Everything from there? Well, it just clicked.

So to see you smiling so brightly at his parents and them returning the smiles sent him over the moon. The rest of dinner was smooth, you both bidding his parents farewell as you exited the castle back home. You walked hand in hand, Adrian looking at you like you personally hung the stars in the sky as you rambled about the different books you had been reading. You looked over when you didn’t hear a response with a quirk of your brow. “Earth to Adrian.” You waved, bringing him out of his lovesick stupor. “Have you been listening?” He hummed, noncommittal with his answer. “My parents love you, you know.” He blurted out, quite randomly to you. You blinked, cocking your head to the side with a smile. “I sure hope they do. You’ve been stuck with me for quite some time now.” You teased, leaning into his side. The grip on your hand tightened, turning his head to give your temple a kiss before returning to walking in silence as you continued with your stories.

They loved you, you knew that. But what you didn’t know was that this would be the final dinner you have with them before returning with a different title of fiancee. Earlier as you helped Lisa set the table, Adrian had shown his father the ring he planned on proposing with, and then Vlad distracted you enough with something in the study beforehand to show his mother. They loved you, as his girlfriend. And now, during your next dinner, they would love you as their daughter in law. 

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[milesluna]

My Favorite Games of 2023.

Hi. Hello. Thanks ever so much for clicking on this page. Happy to have you.

First thing's first: I'm a little freak when it comes to video games. I don't feel the need to beat most games I play. From Software is one of my favorite studios in the industry and I've never finished a single one of their games. This means, fortunately, that I get to play a LOT more games than the average bear.

I've written up some blurbs about my top ten favorite games from 2023, but before that here's the list of every game I remember playing this year that left any sort of lasting impact on me (in no particular order):

Dead Space Remake Resident Evil 4 Remake F-Zero 99 Humanity Dredge Metroid Prime Remastered Anemoiaplois Alan Wake 2 Baldur’s Gate 3 LoZ Tears of the Kingdom Counter Strike 2 Hunt Showdown El Paso Elsewhere Jusant Slay the Princess| Remnant II The Finals Street FIghter 6 Lethal Company BattleBit Remastered Don’t Scream Homebody The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog Pizza Tower World of Horror Super Mario Wonder Mr. Sun’s Hatbox Fifa 23 Sea of Stars (Demo) Half-Life (25th Anniversary Update)

And the games I played that were NOT released in 2023:

Unpacking Persona 4 Golden Picross 7 The Order 1886 Shovel Knight Dig Lost Planet: Extreme Condition Spider-Man: Miles Morales Pac-Man Championship Edition DX Project Zomboid Quake LoZ The Minish Cap Drill Dozer Wario Land 4 Pokemon Pinball Resident Evil Revelations Summer of ‘58 Trackmania TwinCop We Were Here Visage Cursed Halo CE Half-Life 2 (I probably play this once per year) Witch Hunt Red Dead Redemption 2 Cyberpunk 2077 Borderlands 3 Brutal Legend Cultic Slay the Spire PUBG Rez Infinite Batman Arkham City Alan Wake Alan Wake: American Nightmare Max Payne LoZ: Majora’s Mask 3DS Metroid Prime Metroid Prime 2 Tunic Everhood Final Fantasy VII Final Fantasy VII Remake GOODBYE WORLD Yakuza: Like a Dragon Critters for Sale Dome Keeper Phasmophobia Hades Nintendo Switch Sports

Now that you understand the kind of freak you're dealing with…

Let's dive into my top ten favorite games from this objectively fucked up year.

10. El Paso Elsewhere Developed by Texas indie studio Strange Scaffold, El Paso Elsewhere is a Max Payne-clone with vampires, an opinionated narrator, and lots and lots of bullet time. As a small studio punching well above their weight class, Strange Scaffold leans into abstract, PlayStation 1 minimalism when it comes to visuals and pairs them with a soundtrack that will make your hands sweat. The vibes are here and they're ready for the end of the world. I'm personally also a big fan of everything this studio stands for.

9. Mr. Sun's Hatbox I want you to imagine Metal Gear Solid V. Now I want you to imagine that game as a 2D, level-based, slapstick platformer you can play with up to three friends. If you think that sounds stupid, you'd be right. And it's beautiful. As you build up a secret army of soldiers with various skills (and disorders), you'll start to develop *favorites*. This game constantly asks if you're willing to send those favorites on a harrowing mission and risk losing them forever… or if you'd rather send an idiot you recently captured who blinks constantly and can't kill anyone without fainting.

8. Dredge Every year I feel like I find one game that falls into the “just one more round” category, and baby… Dredge was it for 2023. As a weary fisherman in strange waters, you'll make the most out of your 12 measly hours of sunlight only for your daily voyages to inevitably pull you into the darkness of night, and night is when things get weird. Rocks emerge from the fog that you swear weren't there before, your equipment malfunctions, and you're pretty sure you just saw something in the water… something big. Despite only containing a small collection of islands, the world of Dredge manages to feel vast - perhaps vast enough to swallow you whole.

7. Resident Evil 4 Remake I was curious to see what sort of changes would be made to the timeless classic and father of modern 3rd person shooters, Resident Evil 4. I wasn't let down. RE4 Remake takes all the things that didn't age well about the original, tossed them out, and replaced them with only good things. And MORE things! It's campy, fun, and better than a game of bingo.

6. Jusant I really feel like this one didn't get the recognition it deserves. Jusant is a rock climbing game that combines the quiet contemplation of Journey with the mechanical specificity of Death Stranding. Unlike Death Standing, though, there is very little story to interrupt your flow. There are plenty of collectible bits to find for those curious to learn more about what happened before the events of the game, but the environmental storytelling does most of the heavy lifting. For me, the joy of the game comes from how it feels. Right trigger controls your right hand grip, and left trigger controls left hand grip. Plan your route, manage your stamina, and climb high above the clouds in search of answers.

5. F-Zero 99 This. Shit. Slaps. I've never been a big F-Zero guy, but this MADE me one. The “battle royale”, 99 player format is the perfect fit for the ruthless, high octane world of the game. Races last about three minutes, and friend, they are the most intense, white-knuckled three minutes of your life. The decision to make your boost meter the same as your health meter started in F-Zero 64 (I believe), and it is so much more HARROWING in this game when another player could side-swipe you mere meters from the finish line and blow you to bits. Sadly it's only playable via Switch Online, but it made me cheer, laugh, and scream enough this year to earn a spot in my top 5.

4. Alan Wake 2 Remedy makes weird games that also manage to exist in the AAA space and for that I will forever love them. Although Alan Wake 2 resembles a 3rd person shooter survival horror, I'd honestly say it's more of a narrative game than anything else. There's sidequests, there's puzzles, there's upgradeable skills, but at the end of the day the characters, world, and story are what kept me playing. If you haven't checked them out recently, you should definitely watch a story recap of the original games before diving into this sequel, but the wild swings for the fences this game takes are well worth that small price of admission. There's a god damn musical number, for Christ's sake.

3. The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom I've really got nothing to say about this game that most people don't already know. It's incredible. The fact that Nintendo made a game that redefined an entire genre and then made a SEQUEL to it that ups the ante is remarkable. To be honest, I've only cleared the Rito, Zora, and Goron cities. I got a bit tired of exploring the depths and guiding Koroks to their friends, but I can't deny the sheer level of complexity and polish on display here. I saw someone on TikTok build a functioning Mecha Godzilla in this game. Good God. I've heard that the ending of this game is one of the best in the franchise, and if I'd seen it this year then it may have wound up higher on my list, but for the time being I'll continue picking up this masterpiece from time to time, chipping away at it until the day comes that I can finally smack the tits off thicc Ganondorf.

2. Half-Life (25th Anniversary Update) I know I'm gonna get shit for this, but I don't care. This year was the 25th anniversary of Half-Life and Valve released an update that made playing it (and it's online Death Match) much more accessible. I threw it on my Steam Deck out of curiosity, expecting to play for 20 minutes. I could not put it down. It is unbelievable how modern this game still feels. I simply had so much fun sprinting through the corridors of Black Mesa with a dozen weapons strapped to my back, blasting aliens and military Spec-Op chumps as a 24(?!) year old theoretical physicist.

1. Baldur's Gate III This game is fucked up, man. The sheer amount of writing in this game scares me. We can all talk about how BIG this game is, it deserves it, but the thing BG3 does better than any other role playing game I have ever experienced is actually encourage roleplaying. I've played through Act I four times now, with four different groups of friends, and it has felt fresh every time. I have seen the same events play out in so many different ways that it boggles the mind, but in every one of those play sessions I see players asking themselves “What would my lil guy do here?” rather than "what is the best thing to do here?" The game rewards players constantly for just trying shit and the D&D 5e rule set means playing like the character you said you were from the start leads to frequent Points of Inspiration. Maybe one day I'll see the end of this story (probably not), but I don't have to in order to feel a connection with BG3's world, characters, and most impressively, the characters I made myself.

Honorable Mentions for 2023

5. Dave the Diver 4. Homebody 3. Sea of Stars 2. Humanity 1. Super Mario Wonder

Top 5 Favorites NOT from 2023

5. Metroid Prime 4. Final Fantasy VII Remake 3. Cursed Halo (Halo CE Mod) 2. Red Dead Redemption 2 1. Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask (3DS)

Games I didn't have a chance to play from 2023 but still want to when I find more time...

Viewfinder Venba Chants of Sennaar Thirsty Suitors Hi-Fi Rush Moonring Armored Core VI Laika Aged Through Blood Bomb Rush Cyberfunk

OKAY THANKS BYE!

#video games #2023 #GOTY

[idyllicbarb]

demon time

SUMMARY: cigars, you, afc north king. it’s the best thing joe could ever wish for.

WARNINGS: dom!joe, cocky!joe, spanking, smut, smoking, degradation, spitting, hair-pulling, sexting, dirty talk, etc.

"You up?"

"Why?"

"I can't see my baby before my big game?"

"Never said that. Come over loser."

You don't get a message in return from Joe, rolling your eyes playfully, you know he's going to be wanting something. Putting on some booty shorts and a hoodie with no bra and no shirt underneath it. Your man wants to see you before he plays against the Ravens on Sunday.

You don't mind though, anytime with Joe is precious to you. Especially when he has you moaning his name repeatedly and losing any train of thoughts you have;

"Please Joe! It feels so good."

He smirks, playing your clit and your knees give out on you. Blushing, you hide your face from Joe. "Don't hide baby, this pussy is simply telling me who she belongs to. That's all."

You whimper slowing down your movements and Joe pulls your head back. "You can ride me better than that, love."

Feeling Joe thrust up on you makes you yelp in surprise, "I can baby." Standing back up on your feet, you slowly begin riding Joe before bending over and moving your hips back and forth.

"You love fucking me!"

Joe lays against the pillows watching you chase after your nut. Smacking your ass here and there, "You right princess, I love this pussy."

Turning your head, "Play with her then baby. It's all yours." One hand of Joe's grabs your hip, the other slightly grabbing your throat, "All mines, huh?"

Joe body moves upwards into yours, causing you to throw your head back onto his shoulder. You cry out in pleasure feeling Joe choke you harder, it always makes him feel good whenever you're absolutely fucked out.

"I'm never letting you go."

You blink. Checking the time on your phone, seeing it's eight thirty pm and you just received a message from Joe. He alerts you that he's pulling up soon, heading downstairs, you slip on your comfortable ugg slides that he bought for you. Such a gentleman yet the nastiest man in bed. You love it though.

Hearing a beep coming from your alarm system, you open your front door and walk outside seeing Joe's Porsche pull up in your driveway. Walking to the passenger side, Joe rolls down the window, "I'm staying the night. Let me park in your garage."

You perk your eyebrows up in amusement, you turn around walking towards the garage door, opening it for Joe. His car slowly puts into the house, looking so sexy being parked next to the Jeep he bought you. You two lock eyes and see a small smirk growing on his face, already knowing what he's thinking.

"Uh uh, Burrow. Don't you have an important game tomorrow?" You ask pointing a finger at him when he gets out the car with a bag on his back. "Damn, I can't spend the night with my baby? No pre-game luck?" He teases, giving you a forehead kiss and closes the garage doors.

You roll your eyes, walking back inside the house with Joe hot on your tail. "You only want to come over here because you know I'll cook and iron your game day clothes for you."

"You can always move in with me," Joe says running his hands down to your ass giving it a generous squeeze gaining a moan from you. Joe's been trying to get you to move in with him since hitting the second year anniversary of you two's relationship.

"Fu-ck.. I would love to baby, I just don't wanna disturb your peace." You answer honestly, turning around to wrap your arms around Joe's waist. Joe huffs out a laugh, shaking his head, "You never interrupt my peace. I always want more of you."

"Are you sure..? I don't know baby, I'm scared."

Joe stares at you in confusion before pulling your braids away from your face, "Scared of what? Baby.. you're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I love you and need you, all the time. Your presence brings me happiness. You make me weak, my kryptonite. I'm not forcing you to move in with me, but I'm trying to build a family with you. I want to marry you baby."

You try to find the words to respond to Joe but there's no sound coming from your mouth. "I.. I don't know what to say Joe.. if you mean it, I'll move in with you."

Joe gasps and he shows off that smile that you love to see, "Really?!" He excitedly asks and picks you up, twirling the both of you around. You laugh loudly holding on tightly to Joe, "Yes! I'll move in with you Joesph."

Joe slowly puts you down on your feet, pulling you into his body by your throat and giving you a long tongue kiss. You both moan into the kiss, also feeling how your nipples are becoming hard against Joe's broad chest.

Joe sucks on your bottom lip, hearing you whimper against him, "Louder babe. You're so pretty when I'm making you feel good. Isn't that right?"

You murmur a low yes, grinding your lower body into Joe's, he grabs your hips stopping your movements. "If only I didn't have that game tomorrow, you'd be a slutty little whore for me right now. So fucked out and wouldn't be able to walk nor talk the next morning."

You feel your panties get damp, closing your your legs tight. Joe notices and grins, "I forgot. My princess loves when I degrade her, you love when I talk to you like that? Hm? Always wanting to be fucked, slut. You know daddy has a big game tomorrow."

"You started it!" You whine and Joe's eyes darken in your direction. Shivering, you attempt to back away from Joe but he pulls you closer to him, not even thinking it was possible. "Where you going? You're going to wish you never yelled at me, after tomorrow, mark my words, princess."

Pouting, you tug Joe down to you, kissing his lips softly. He laughs evilly, pushing you back into a wall and smacking your ass.

Punishment from Joe only meant you not being able to properly walk and talk for a whole day. If they win tomorrow, you definitely are going to be in for a long night. Joe had told you whenever they clinch the AFC North, he plans on doing his traditional cigar smoking with his teammates. For you, it means getting fucked until you're not able to think straight for a while.

"I'm tempted to bend you over right now, but I won't. You'll see tomorrow, let's eat dinner and go to sleep, yeah?" Joe grabs your chin, making you look directly into his dark eyes.

"But.." Joe holds his hand up, "I asked for a rebuttal, mama?" You shake your head no and Joe smiles, "I thought so. You're already on the edge with me, don't push it."

"Yes sir."

- - - -

You went to sleep horny. While Joe slept peacefully next to you. He teased you numerous of times throughout dinner. You couldn't do anything about it, you're frustrated. Having to wait until after the game is over to get what you want from Joe.

The next morning, you woke up before Joe, taking a shower and making sure you smell really good for your man. He wakes up while you're brushing teeth, smelling flowers due to the bath scrub and soap you used on your body. He smiles walking in the bathroom as you rinse your mouth out, running his hand over your ass.

"Good morning beautiful," He says kisses your cheek and you blush, not even able to contain the small giggle that comes out your mouth.

"Morning Joey." You reply, turning around to give him a kiss on his lips. He returns the kiss, humming in content. "You promise to be a good girl today? I'm thinking about spanking you with my hand but I can always use the whip. The choice is yours, mama."

"I promise to be a good girl, today. Please daddy can you go easy on me?" You plead wrapping your arms around Joe's neck.

"Begging for me to go easy on you? Are you taking me as a joke, baby?" Joe chuckles, grabbing your hair and pulling it back hard but not enough to hurt you. You moan putting your hand on Joe's arm to hold yourself up.

"No sir."

"Good.. that's so good. I'm going to take a shower and get ready. Can you iron my outfit babe? It's placed on the table downstairs." Joe asks letting your hair go and pulling you in for a kiss. You momentarily forget what Joe asks until his lips pull away from yours, "I-I.. can baby. I'll do that."

Joe backs away from you and watches you walk out the bathroom, "I hope you've been stretching, daddy needs to see that pussy up close when I get home." Blushing, you walk downstairs, hoping that you also stretched, if not, you would before the game starts.

After ironing his clothes and stretching your legs, you finally put on your outfit for the game and Joe comes downstairs in nothing but a towel that's low on his waist. Pulling you into his side, he grabs your ass, "You ironed my clothes baby?"

"Yes baby, I did." You pointed towards his clothes and Joe kisses your cheek before heading over to his clothes. You think you need to have a few shots of liquor before the day gets going.

Joe laughs quietly to himself, seeing you out the corner of his eye, take a shot. He loves to tease you, get you all sexually frustrated, just to make you cry on his dick. Works every-time.

Joe decides wether or not he sure tempt you more. Smirking to himself, he finishes putting on his clothes, walking up behind you, "Such a pretty outfit. Change."

"Change?"

"I didn't stutter sweetheart. Change." Joe remarks, up to a challenge. You roll your eyes before putting your glass in the sink, "I'm not changing Joseph."

Joe raises his eyebrow at your response, "Remember that," grabbing you by your shirt, he pulls you into him. "You want me to ruin you, don't you mama? I think you love it when I fuck you senseless. Such a whore, always wanting to get fucked by daddy."

You open your mouth for any rebuttal but you can't, choosing the best option, silence. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to find my Cartier glasses. Wearing them just for you, remember when you made me keep them on while you rode me? That was the best feeling in the world. That pretty pussy squeezing my dick."

Flushed and frustrated, you stomp upstairs hearing Joe laugh loudly. He won again, and you hated how easily he can make you eat your words. "Don't run baby, I don't like that."

Joe hears the bedroom door slam and smirks, it's so easy for him.

- - - -

The car ride didn't make nothing any better. Joe constantly squeezing your thighs or if there was a red light, he'd reach over for a kiss; pulling you in by your throat. You just wanted to play with yourself at this point, this torture by Joe is eating you alive. You don't know how much longer you have until the walls break.

"Good luck baby, I'll be rooting for you in the stands. Go kick ass." You encourage, kissing Joe slowly and he moans in the kiss. Placing a hand on your core, Joe squeezes softly and you jump, "Love how wet your pussy is baby."

He winks at you before closing the car door and walking off. You lay your head the wheel, may the Lord get you through this day.

You meet other Bengals WAGs in the stands, it's hard to really have a good time when your pussy is over flowing. Panties soaked and it's only one o'clock. The boys are ready for kick off. Evan kicks it back to the Ravens and you do a silent prayer, praying for a win today.

The game is finally over and you wait a while to head down towards the tunnel. It's not the best option, knowing Joe will be upset with you but you at least want him to spend time with his teammates. You open your phone seeing a message from him;

"Where. Are. You? I'd hate to fuck you up in front of everyone, princess."

"I'm coming, I'm sorry."

"The pussy going to be so creamy once I'm finished with you."

You turn your phone off and pack your belongings, taking your time to head towards the locker room. Ja'Marr and Tee spot you, peeking their head inside to alert Joe. He comes out a few seconds later, walking up to you. "I hate waiting. You know this."

"I just thought you wanted to spend time with your teammates."

"No, you want to tempt me even more. You know what you were doing." Joe looks around before grabbing your throat and you moan, he puts his other hand over your mouth.

He leans down to whisper in your ear, "I don't want to hear a word you got to say, wait in the car." Joe lets go of your neck and walks back in the locker room. You turn your head to see if anybody saw what just happened, but nobody's in the area and you angrily head back to the car.

It's an hour, or two, until Joe slips inside the car and laughs at your face. You should've just drove home and left him to get an Uber. But you really waited, such a good girl, Joe thinks.

The closer you two get to the house, the closer you get anxious to what Joe will do to you. You feel a little excited seeing he has cigars, hoping that he'll blow smoke in your face or maybe smoke while he's rearranging your guts from the back.

You pull into the garage and cut the car off, "Go inside, what you waiting for?"

Slowly getting out the car, you close the door before opening the door to the inside, dropping the keys on the table and walking upstairs to the bedroom. Joe locks up everything and closes the door to the garage, taking off his shoes, he's fucking with you.

You open the bedroom door, taking off your shoes and walking over to the bed. Slowly unzipping your pants, you hear a low growl behind you. "Hurry up and undress, slut."

Pulling down your pants, you kick them off your legs, Joe walks over and sits on the bed in front of you. Watching how fast you're taking off your outfit. Once you're finished, you stand with your hands behind your back.

"Kneel. Now."

You sink to your knees, Joe leans over the nightstand and grabs a pair of handcuffs. He stands up and walks behind you, handcuffing your wrist. "You ain't going nowhere tonight."

"Daddy.."

Pulling you on the bed, Joe smacks your ass,"Shut that shit up."

He rips your panties in half, "When I spank you, count, understood?"

"Yes," you respond in a low voice. The first hit comes unexpected and you loudly moan, "One!"

He spanks you harder the next time, seeing you jump, your pussy getting wetter by the minute, "Two!"

"You love this shit, look at all that wetness running down your legs and I haven't even fucked you." Joe pulls your hair slightly, gaining eye contact with you.

"Continue to count, we're not finished."

You think it's slap number eight when you start to stutter and Joe laughs in your face. "Open your mouth," he orders and you do, he spits and kisses you immediately. You moan and stick your tongue down Joe's throat.

"Loving the fact that somebody spits in your mouth is nasty, but you don't care, right? You like that I'm treating you like this." Joe puts you back on your knees, he pulls his pants and boxers down.

His lengthy size hits your cheek and you bite your lip, "I'm going to face fuck you. Yeah?"

"Yes sir."

Joe prepare his dick and you open your mouth, waiting to get face fucked at any moment. He grabs the back of your head and your mouth is suddenly all over his dick. He bobs your head up and down, slowly thrusting inside of your mouth.

"Yeah, suck daddy's dick. Just like that." Joe makes you gag for a few seconds before pulling you off his dick to catch your breath. Mascara has run down your face and there's slob all over the bottom of your mouth. Joe almost cums off the sight of this alone.

"Damn, my baby so pretty right this moment." Joe praises and you whimper at his words, "May I continue getting face fucked daddy? I want it bad."

You kiss the tip of Joe's dick, before taking him in your mouth again and feeling Joe hand guide you up and down. "That mouth too good baby, fuck."

Joe pushes your head down, holding it for a few seconds hearing the way you moan. "You want this nut down your throat?"

Your words are mumbled, though Joe can understand that you're saying yes. He thrusts his hips, tossing his head back due to the feeling of your mouth around him. It only takes a few more minutes before he's shooting his seed down your throat.

Joe pulls your mouth off his dick again, "Open that mouth. Let me see you swallow baby."

You slowly open your mouth, trying to not let any nut spill onto the carpet. You swallow all of Joe's cum, giving him a wicked smile once you're finished. "I did it daddy."

"Fuck, you're unbelievable." Joe pulls you up off your knees, taking the handcuffs off your wrist. Pushing you on the bed, Joe smacks your ass and you fall on your stomach.

"You don't get to cum until I tell you so," Joe says flipping you on your back and pushing your legs to your chest.

Joe lines himself up with your entrance, stroking your clit teasingly. You grab onto his shoulders when he slowly enters you, giving you time to adjust to his size. Joe's thrust are slow for a minute, until he starts ramming your pussy.

You're sure your moans are so loud the neighbors are probably concerned. But you don't care, your man is currently beating your pussy up. Thrusting and hitting your g-spot, you squirt all over Joe. His shirts and yours are drenched in your orgasm, slowly down his movements to take off whatever clothing you two have on left. Once he's done, Joe leans down, kissing you while pounding into you with no regard.

"Fuck.. J.. Joey!" You yell out and Joe lowers his head into your neck, leaving love bites. You're his and he doesn't mind proving his point to the world.

"You feel so good around me," Joe groans in your ear, you wrap your legs around his waist. He's probably close to nutting in you, you smile and open your mouth, wanting Joe to spit in it again. He gets the memo and spits, watching you swallow his spit, Joe smiles at you and sucks on your bottom lip.

"I'm nutting in you baby." Joe moans and you lift your legs up even higher, wanting to watch him. He cums in your pussy after a few more hard thrust, pulling out slowly Joe lays on his back and you crawl up his body.

Joe grabs a cigar from off the dresser, lighting it up, he blows smoke from the cigar into your face and you love it. Your man fucking you while smoking is the hottest thing ever.

“Ride me baby,” Joe requests and you squat, lowering yourself on Joe’s dick. Joe’s hands finds your hips, helping you find a rhythm. Joe finds cloud nine while his dick is hitting all the right spots.

“Oh shit! Baby!” You throw your head back, bouncing up and down on Joe’s dick. You felt like you have all the control in the world, yet you don’t, Joe pulls your hair, kissing your neck.

“I’m still in charge, don’t forget.” Joe thrusts up in you and you play with your pussy, chasing after your second nut.

“I wanna cum! I wanna cum on your dick, pretty please. I deserve it, I’m such a good girl daddy.” You beg Joe and he puts his chest against your back, pumping his dick into you.

“I’m nutting in you again baby, let daddy have it.” Joe coos in your ear and you turn around, kissing him sloppily. You coming all over Joe’s dick makes him nut in you for the second time tonight and you whimper, feeling him pull out of you. He places the cigar on the dresser and gets up from the bed.

You lay down, your makeup is smeared, your legs are numbed, hair a mess, but it doesn’t matter. You deserve this, your body feels so good right now.

Joe returns from the bathroom with a wet cloth, he opens your legs slowly, cleaning you up. Kissing on your stomach, you sigh in relaxation. “Thank you for that, I needed that.” You tell Joe and he sends you a smile.

“Anything for you, I’d love to fuck you like that again to always see you like this.”

#Spotify #joe burrow #joeburrow #joeburrow fanfiction #joeburrow x reader #cincinnati bengals #joe burrow fan fic #joeburrow fic #joe burrow fanfiction #joe burrow imagine #nfl

[egg-emperor]

Thankful for The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog giving some good examples the exact kind of Eggdad Eggfam dynamics stuff that I really wanna see if it has to be a thing in the games. Would be very happy to see more of this. It's been going around out of context but I like it in context much more

I like how he encourages his robots to compete to impress him and be "rewarded", which keeps them motivated and loyal in serving him. This is EXACTLY the kind of thing I've been fucking talking about in my Eggdad tag!!! WIN

Then you end up with robots built with the desire to serve him! Them specifically being programmed with those desires makes it seem a lot more artificial and shallow and that's why I like it, it feels very accurate because both Eggman and his creations prioritize pleasing him.

And he takes pride in their sentience and loyalty only being possible thanks to his genius, of course 🥰

And I like how this also plays a part in the Mirage Express' crisis about the conductor leaving, as that is what it saw as its bounty and all and the wish it had

The turning people into robots for Sage to play with thing is good because it can be a way for him to try to get her to see and use people as play things, just like he does.

His 'parenting' involves evil and it can be a way of having a bad influence which is another thing that can be helpful in getting his creations to be on the same page and agree with all his beliefs and desires too.

I also like that Sage is red not blue so she's evil again, which I highly expect in the future main games because there's no way he'd revive her as a good person over who he actually created her to be if he can do anything about it, like Flynn was seemingly hinting at too

I also appreciate Eggman being as big of an angry asshole to Orbot and Cubot as usual and them not acting like he's ever been genuinely nice to them

And I like to think Eggman approved only shirts for his "kids" to wear that hype HIM up. Whether he has them made or not, it's funny that's the case instead of them having like "best daughter/son" shirts, it has to be all about him like he always wants hehe

Something that would make it funnier is that it could potentially also be Metal's "birthday" in the game too, since he shares an anniversary with Amy because maybe that's why they have party hats and yet it's still all about Eggman over the potential birthday boy lol

#dr. eggman #dr eggman #eggman #dr robotnik #the murder of sonic the hedgehog #eggdad #sage the ai #metal sonic #orbot and cubot #my post #hits

[greazyfloz]

Could you do where Mackie Samoskevich gets mad at the reader and says “Whatever, I’m leaving, Don’t call me!” But he ends up calling her anyways and they make up, I don’t know if that makes sense.

@jorjie-nhl thanks for inspooo :)

Angst: 2. "Whatever, I'm leaving", "Don't call me!" w/ Mackie Samoskevich

Forgetfulness

Today was my and Mackie's 1 year anniversary. I did hint at it last week when I was going through snapchat memories, so there is no excuse for him as to why it's 3pm and I haven't gotten one 'happy anniversary' texts, I know he forgot. I stay hopeful that maybe he has a surprise planned though.

I feel my phone buzz in my pocket and I check my Apple Watch to see it was Mackie that texted me, I read the messaged displayed on my wrist:

Mackie💘: Going to stay a little late at practice tonight, you can come by later tho

I roll my eyes and don't even answer him. He fucking forgot. The worst part is he text me or anything again,

4pm - nothing

5pm - nothing

6pm - nothing

7pm - nothing

I'm not going over. I'm way to stubborn to. I go to my kitchen to clean up a few dishes that were piling up in the sink as I hear a knock at my front door. I turn around and shake my arms so my sleeves fall as I make my way over to the door.

I open the door and see Mackie, he smiles at me "hey babe" he says walking in wrapping his arms around my waist. I hug him back to save the awkwardness but turn around after we pull away.

I go back into the kitchen and roll my sleeves up again as I start to finish the last couple plates, I hear Mackie follow me into the kitchen then lift himself on the counter beside me as he watches me finish.

"What's wrong?" he asks as he continues to watch

"Nothing" I say as I turn to open the cupboard beside his head, and begin to place the clean dishes away

"You just moody today?" he asks me and I turn away leaving the kitchen rolling my eyes.

I sit on the couch and soon Mackie follows, sitting beside me before wrapping an arm over my shoulder. Before he could even pull me closer to him. I took his arm off lifting it over my head and setting it back in his lap.

"What the fuck?" he says slightly laughing. I look at him for a second before looking back at the tv, "Seriously what is wrong with you?"

He slides over a little so our legs were no longer against each other as he looks over at me. "What?" I say looking at him briefly, then turning my head back to the tv again.

" Are you mad the I stayed late at practice tonight? I know I've been kinda AWOL lately but babe, it's the frozen four"

"No" I say answering his question

"No, what?" he says and I ignore him, "I'm way to stressed to play your stupid guessing games, so you're going to have to tell me what I did because by the way you are acting I know I did something"

"I'm not acting any differently than I normally would" I say back to him and I feel the couch move beside me.

"Whatever, I'm leaving" Mackie says making his way to the door, I only glance over slightly.

"Figures you'd have a better place to be" I say acting as if I don't care.

"I'm done playing games" I hear Mackie say

"Holy fuck, would you leave!" I say looking over at him, "And don't call!" I say as the door slams behind him.

I feel like normally I would be pretty upset, but I'm just so angry that I don't feel any sadness. However I do wonder if he will ever realize or if I'm going to have to tell him.

Later that night, I am in bed almost falling asleep my my phone buzzes beside me. I look at my phone seeing it is Mackie and let it ring. Once it stops, it immediately starts ringing again. This time I pick it up, "What part of don't call me don't you understand?" I say harshly into the phone

"Baby please I'm sorry"

"Are you just realizing now? It's 11:40"

"I know, tomorrow I promise I will rent a whole restaurant for you, I'll buy you the nicest pair of earrings I can find, I'll spend the whole day doing whatever you like"

"I wanted to spend time with my boyfriend on our anniversary, but he loves hockey more than me"

"No don't say that. I love you" he says, "I'll tell you what every year I will one up myself every year will just get better and better"

"So next year I'll get a 'Happy Anniversary' or maybe just a text" I say harshly through the phone

"Babe I-" he stops realizing he still hasn't said it yet, "Happy Anniversary baby"

"Little late"

"I know" he says and I can hear him scratch his head on the other end, "Fuck it, I'm coming to get you"

"Mackie it's almost midnight"

"See you in 10" he says before hanging up.

Mackie redeemed himself. He picked me up and drove me outside of the town to one of those truck stop dinners that are open all night. He bought us dinner and dessert and we stayed until 2am. I gave him a new chain and he told me he was going to shower me in gifts tomorrow

#mackie samoskevich #mackie samo #mackie samoskevich x reader #umich hockey #umich hockey imagine #umich imagine

[royal-ruin]

red, white, and royal blue fic recs (part 2)

other rwrb fic recs here personal favorites are starred, by the way. everything is complete unless stated otherwise.

five times henry's competency turned alex on and the one time it turned him into a pile of romantic goo by helenblqckthorn (~4k)

Alex has a fucking thing for competency. A competency kink, if he wants to be crude. And it just so happens that his boyfriend is one of the most competent men in England. Well, Alex, he thinks. You sure know how to pick ‘em.

*ever so careful (heartbreak remix) by everwitch (~7k)

Did you know about me and Henry? Henry is a singer in the mega-popular boyband Honey. Alex is an award-winning actor. But before either of them made their claim to fame, they were something else entirely.

so heart-breakingly beautiful

*i see you (your whole heart) by indomitablelove (~7k)

‘I think he’s excellent,’ Arthur says, picking up a knife from the pot of jam to spread over his toast. ‘It’s refreshing to see someone be so unapologetically themselves. I think we need more of that.’ He glances at Henry. ‘I think that everybody should be able to be exactly who they are, without shame.’ Five times Arthur tried to tell Henry he knew (and one time Henry told him).

when i tell you this had me tearing up

*fleeting seconds (wish you would hold me for more) by zellymaybloom (~9k) incomplete

Henry and Alex have a tradition where they kiss on New Years. 5 times they do, 1 time they don't. Henry isn't sure how much it means. OR in a world where Rio doesn't spark a rivalry, but instead a friendship, Alex kisses Henry every year instead of Nora.

more of the boys being completely oblivious (mostly alex ofc)

(baby) don't make me spell it out by extasiswings for letmetellyouaboutmyfeels (~2k)

One night near the end of first semester 1L finals, just a few weeks before the two-year anniversary of their first kiss, Alex finds himself looking up from his desk with its messy piles of color-coded notes and tabbed textbooks to see Henry asleep on the couch, clearly having dozed off waiting for him to come to bed, and unbidden he thinks, God, I’m going to marry this man. It startles him, the spike of adrenaline that floods through him waking him up and bringing the parts of his brain turning over concepts like proximate cause and strict liability to a standstill as he stares at Henry.  I want to marry this man.

a must-read. i never get tired of alex's pining. (should clarify, they are dating here)

I'm Fine With My Spite and My Tears (and my beer and my candles) by Megg1223 (~8k)

Henry leaves Alex at the lake house, but Alex doesn't storm Kensington. What happens when they see each other after three months? With the election right around the corner can Alex keep it together enough not to cause another international incident? Alex just needs to get through the night and then he can forget about the boy who broke his heart, but he's finding it increasingly difficult as the night goes on.

tagged with a happy ending, but it is angsty :(

**God Save the Blessed American President Mom by zipadeea (~31k)

["June stopped by at lunch; she showed me a delightful channel called Hallmark, which repeats the same story every hour after they swap one round of white, straight, small-town conventionally beautiful actors for another. It was entertaining.”  “June and I used to play a drinking game with those. Take a shot every time someone goes ice skating, sledding, or leaves the big city for their tiny hometown.”  “Good lord, you must’ve been sloshed in the first ten minutes.”] --- On December 4, 2021, an attempt is made on President Ellen Claremont's life.  Alex gets shot instead.

if you haven't read this, you definitely have to now. be warned it is very angsty though.

#rwrb fanfic #rwrb #rwrb book #rwrb film #rwrb movie #red white and royal blue #henry fox mountchristen windsor #alex claremont diaz #royal's rwrb fic recs #rwrb fanfiction

[redactedgender]

there’s a honey

ao3 link here

(15k words)

some tags: Porn with some plot ; Switching ; Flirting ; Awkwardness ; we love an enby who uses gendered language in genderfucky ways ; guy and his inability to stfu /pos ; No beta we die like xavier ; yall have met crow already. let me introduce you to sage ; Overuse of italics ; so many italics

its finally here! my 15k word guy/honey smut :] today is also (what i consider) my one year redacted listening anniversary. this series has meant a lot to me during the past year, and im very happy to have found out abt it when i did.

so, here's a fic that i hadn't originally planned on posting for my one year, but hey, guess now's as good a time as any to post it!

a reminder: this fic is 18+/NSFW.

a snippet under the cut

They hated to admit it, but kissing Guy was very quickly becoming their favorite thing to do. Not that they would ever admit that to him, of course. They had an image to maintain. But in their mind, they could think about kissing their boyfriend all they wanted. The quick pecks in the morning before he rushed off to work, the slow kisses they would share while he cooked dinner (because despite working almost every day in a pizza place making pizzas for sometimes ten hours or more in a single day, Guy liked cooking for the two of them), the multiple pecks across their face as he tried to distract them from something, mostly their work. There was something about Guy that made them act like— this . Like some kind of punch-drunk teeanger experiencing their first real relationship. Butterflies in their stomach, face constantly flushed anytime they looked at him, feeling flustered when he would say their name, all of the stuff that they had never experienced before. Guy surely was giving them the real “boyfriend experience” that they had only read about in high school. Speaking of their boyfriend— Sage looked up from their phone at the sound of the bell ringing out as the door into Max’s Rustic Pizza opened, and rolled their eyes at Guy’s frazzled grin and wide-eyed stare at his partner. Sage was leaning against the hood of their car, headphones on and blasting music, though it had been turned off and the headphones had been moved to hang around Sage’s neck. Guy looked them up and down, eyebrows wiggling enticingly, and Sage made a disgusted little noise they didn’t mean, which only made Guy laugh. Like Sage wasn’t just wearing jeans and a hoodie. He was ridiculous sometimes. “Hey there, hot stuff!” Guy called out, leering closer to his partner and arching an eyebrow. “Who are you waiting for, huh? Certainly someone as hot as you managed to bag someone as equally hot, right? I just know they’ve gotta be charming and handsome, and extremely funny, too!” He grinned, and Sage elbowed him in the arm, not hard, but sharp enough to make him recoil back and hold his arm. “Ow! I was complimenting you, what’d you do that for?” “Never call me ‘hot stuff’ again, first of all,” they retorted, adjusting their position against their car and tugging their hoodie around their shoulders tighter as a sharp wind tore through the air. Even though it was April and most of the days were getting warmer and warmer, the occasional chilly day still popped up, and today was one of them. “Second of all, I’m waiting for you , so I can go back to the apartment and finally play Zelda since you wanted to watch me play it instead of playing it yourself.” “Aww, c’mon, honey,” Guy crooned, resting one hand on the hood of the car and leaning his hip against it, tilting his head to peer at them with his (really fucking pretty, goddamn this fucking guy—) hazel eyes. “You know why I like watching you play it—you get so into the game, it’s adorable!” “It’s adorable when I’m screaming ‘fuck’ at the Lynels for killing me for the fifth time in a row? Or that one time I got so angry when I fell off a cliff and clipped through the world and lost all my gear that I had to go into my room before I punched our TV?” They deadpanned, eyebrow raised in question, and Guy nodded and grinned, biting his bottom lip like he was trying (and failing) to contain his excitement.  “Mhm!” He brought his other hand to scratch at his head, a habit he had. “I mean, you’re just so good at the game, so it’s hardly fair for me to even play it! It’s much better as a viewing experience anyway, especially with my head in your lap. I mean, the only way it would be an even better viewing experience would maybe include me on my knees. Or maybe with my head between your—” Sage slapped Guy’s arm again, ignoring the way their face felt flushed at what their boyfriend was insinuating. “Not in public, you—!”

continue reading here!

#dog.txt #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted asmr #redacted fanfic #guy #honey #redacted audio guy #redacted audio honey #ao3 fanfic #whining mutt #mdni #nsft