#i think i need to see a chiropractor

[wickjump]

Everyone sleeps on Undyne! I love my fish queen and she’s so underrated😩😩 pls give your hc on her

OHOHOHOHOHOHO….. i love undyne like sm. i have so many thoughts on aus that feature her BUT NOBODY LIKES TO HEAR ABOUT HER. SO FOR NOW THIS IS JUST CANON UNDYNE HCS

i LOVE HER. i hc that she comes from a family of great fallen guards. as a kid, she was taken in by gerson, the retired captain of the royal guard. her whole life she dreamed she would live up to the standards of her family before her, and worked so goddamn hard to do it.

that’s why she has such a resolve to kill frisk too, she had a goal she worked her whole life to achieve and she had sacrificed so much to get there already. she had the complete mindset of ‘this is my job, this is my purpose, this is what i need to do’, allowing her to separate herself from her actions more easily, as asgore did.

it’s easier to kill when it’s for the people, or for a cause you believe in so strongly. she does everything for monsters, for the people, or at least what she thinks is for them. her opinion of what’s best isn’t always what the public believes, but because SHE believes it, she’s determined to make sure it happens.

she trained with gerson a lot in her childhood before she fought asgore and began training under him. she grew up hearing tales and legends of monsterkind and humankind alike, and she wanted so much to be a part of that history.

I ALSO HEADCANON THAT SHE HAS DETERMINATION. i hc that she was used as a test subject (willingly) when gaster was there, and was part of the initial determination experiments. gaster, alphys, and sans were messing around with the concept of combining determination and monster souls to work on studying the barrier and what can and can’t cross it, and undyne stepped up.

undyne was injected with small doses of determination, and because she already had a determined and strong spirit, her body was able to handle it more naturally, giving gaster, alphys, and sans more confidence in using it. after gaster fell into the core and his memory was erased from everyone, undyne doesn’t remember the determination being injected into her, because gaster was a primary part of those memories.

she has faint memories of a lab but not much more, and alphys only has the files stating that a monster could handle small doses of determination, giving her more confidence to use it in future experiments.

that’s why undyne is able to survive after being killed by frisk in the genocide route, and why she melts when dying again, similar to the amalgamates. this wouldn’t have happened were it not for the determination in her soul, combined with her spirit and resolve to survive and find justice. that’s also part of why she was drawn to alphys, she felt like she was meeting up with an old friend when she found alphys in the dump one day, even though she didn’t remember meeting her before.

i also think that undyne sees herself in frisk after they became friends. a strong spirit determined to do what’s good, to help others, to bring justice to the world. she doesn’t get why frisk doesn’t hurt others who deserve it, ie flowey, or even herself. she sort of admires frisk for that, but just hasn’t said it aloud.

speaking of justice, i ALSO hc that she was a young kid (maybe 7?) when the justice human came down underground, and she briefly encountered the human before being taken away. this was sort of a formative experience for her, and she felt a mix of rage for her fellow monsters, the curiosity of a child, and an odd sense of admiration.

xtale undyne is also so so so important to me but ill talk about her later 🙏

#undyne #i think i need to see a chiropractor #i just cracked my neck SO hard #y’all don’t even know #undertale undyne #undertale

[jello-fello]

I know everyone gets zapped with a spontaneous Chronic Thing in their 20s but literally nothing could have prepared me for arthritis i genuinely feel blindsided Lmfaooo. The highlight of my month so far is discovering extra strength tiger balm

Anyways this means I. Have barely drawn in months. It hurts terribly to type and write and i do both 40 hrs a week.

I have been far more chronically OFFline in the last 1.5 years or so actually. I dropped off the map when i got this job lol thats so fucked

That being said, I currently firmly believe that if ever again itll be a Very long time before i consistently post content like i used to. Aside from physically being unable to move well most days and Also having carpel tunnel on top of it, i honestly just dont feel like doin it LMFAO. im being so real ive had little to no desire to do any of anything im known to do. Im working hard to find new hobbies or joys in old ones but by talos im being tested. Even if i have no desire Now to do these things, it still feels like ive been robbed of all the creative outlets i have, because one day i know i Will want to draw again. However as a direct result i am relearning to have hands off hobbies. Like just Watching things. I havent done this in so long lmfao it was just content all of the time this feels so Nice

Oh and quick note because idk if ive said anywhere but i currently have no plans of ever writing fanfiction again

So TLDR: a lot of shit has changed. A LOT for worse but theres still some good so im going to be grateful for whatever small victories i can get rn

If anyone has arthritis/joint pain hacks let me know I Need em. Mobility stretches and stuff too gimme all of that plz

Okay thats all hope everyones doing well im returning to making my dinner byeeeeee

#also i fell down a corn maze dressed as spiderman and i deadass have not been right since #like i think i Actually need a chiropractor for that one but im irrationally afraid of them #and im saying it now my brain chemistry now is NOT the same as it was when i was active. #i can literally See in my blog the inactivity corresponding with the Change lmao #anyways seriously just an update #im sure no one cares but maybe someone somewhere was curious #tho ill likely just be inactive until im motivated. i dont see myself shitposting on here like normally lol #i had tk take breaks even typing this post lmfaoooo

[thebibliosphere]

Every time someone well-meaning suggests I see a chiropractor for my migraines, I have this little moment of "ah, you're new here. You weren't here prior to 2018 when a chiropractor very gently adjusted my neck for my migraines, and I ended up having to get an emergency MRI because the ensuing symptoms were indicative of a brain bleed."

It wasn't a brain bleed. The muscles on the entire right side of my neck "just" tore (Spoiler there is nothing "just" about that kind of traumatic injury. I am still in physical rehab for it), and I couldn't hold my head up, see straight, walk or do any of the things I'd previously taken for granted until several weeks later when the area finally started to heal.

This was before I knew I had Ehlers Danlos, btw. But this is true even for people who don't have a connective tissue disorder: Don't let chiropractors touch your neck.

There are a lot of vital nerves and blood vessels there, and even gentle adjustments of the area can have life-threatening consequences.

I know chiropractic care can be pain relieving--I still get it for my lower back and hips because I work with a chiropractor who knows about Ehlers Danlos Syndrome, and sometimes my hips need to be popped back in at short notice, and it's easier to hop walk in and see her than wait for physical therapy--but it is a short-term relief that doesn't actually correct why something is happening.

If you can afford it, physical therapy will likely help more in the long term. I know not everyone can afford it, and that's why chiropractors have such a booming trade in the US, but please, I'm begging you, don't get your neck adjusted.

The spinal cord specialist I saw after my injury told me the number one reason he used to see people for traumatic brain injuries was car wrecks, followed by other major roadside injuries. He said those numbers were still the highest, but after that, the majority of his patients were survivors of chiropractic injury.

Do Not Get Your Neck Adjusted.

It's been over 5 years, and I still can't move my neck properly on my right side. I still struggle to eat and drink because my muscles will randomly seize up. It feels like my skull no longer fits on top of my spine because of the scar tissue. Please. I just want people to be safe.

And if you are a chiropractor reading this and thinking, "Well, I've never injured anyone, skill issue." No. You Have Gotten Lucky. Rethink how you apply your trade. Please, you can still help people while recommending safer options for specific body parts. Learn to do pressure point release and acupressure. Teach patients how to stretch and relax the area safely. Just fucking stop cracking people's necks like pop rock candy.

#chronic health tag #medical psa

[shinylights]

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#i hate my body 😩 #this isn’t even a body image thing #this is a chronic disease/disorder slowly killing me every day & causing more problems things 😩 #having hand problems (mostly right one which is my dominate which 😭😭😭) #idk if it’s diabetes related or like my bff thinks… she thinks i tweaked something & needs to see a chiropractor #it did flair after i started having to move things for so mom could come home after femur rehab #so maybe it is just that cuz i did lift heavy things & could have twisted wrong #idk…. #chiropractors scare me tho cuz strangers touching me 😵‍💫 & hearing random stories about people being paralyzed lolllll #like ok i think i only heard that once but still stays in my mind #ANYWAYSSSSSSS

[flynnriderishot]

back naps - c.s

chris had a habit.

it wasn’t a bad one, at least not in your eyes. you didn’t think it was too big of a deal but his brothers, matt and nick, felt like maybe it was about time chris broke this habit.

somehow, anytime you spent the night or simply fell asleep at his house, your boyfriend had managed to move you on your stomach and fully collapse onto your back, falling asleep as though nothing happened.

when you awoke in the morning, you’d have to strategically move yourself around him in hopes of not waking him up.

this particular morning however, you struggled to get out of his strong hold, grumbling under your breath as you moved around.

you heard a soft knock on the door, snapping your head as far as you could to see who was going to enter.

nick and matt walked in with similar expressions of confusion.

“what the hell is this?”

“help me.”

nick chuckled, roughly shoving his brother off of you, chris didn’t wake up, instead rolling over on his side to get comfortable.

“chris. get up.” matt swatted at him.

“no.” he mumbled into his pillow, stretching his arms and legs, turning his head to see you getting out of bed, “where are you doing?”

“we were going ask if you guys wanted to get breakfast but now i’m hoping it’s to a chiropractor.” nick said, his words earning a laugh from matt and a small smile from you.

chris, thinking something was wrong, immediately perked up, “why? what’s wrong? are you okay?”

“i’m fine.” you waved off his concern.

“why do you need to go to a chiropractor?”

“i don’t.”

“you should.” matt muttered.

“why?”

“you were sleeping on her back, chris.” nick told him, “you’ve been doing that for a while now, you know?”

chris grew silent for a moment. he seemed shocked that nick would even suggest such a thing, “what? i don’t sleep on your back.”

“yeah, you do. but it’s okay. i think it’s adorable.”

“couldn’t be me.”

“well it isn’t you, so shut up.” he scoffed at his brother, moving to wrap his arms around you, pulling you back into bed, “i’m sorry, baby.”

“it’s okay. i don’t mind.” you smiled, running you fingers through his hair.

“you don’t now, but in the near future it would definitely ruin your chances of standing straight.” matt joked.

“oh, you’re hilarious.” chris pretend to laugh before he stopped, throwing a pillow at him, “get out.”

“what about breakfast?”

#chris sturniolo fluff #chris sturniolo imagine #chris sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo fluff

[orionangeline]

Venting a little lol

#the medicine im gonna be taking says to take w food so earlier I got extra snacks for in my room right so I wouldn't have to go all the way #to the kitchen on my ouchy bee leg extra times ok #but now im like 30 minutes away from snacks n medicine time and i am. having such a difficult time not eating all of my snacks now lmao #ive got delicious delicious cold pizza sitting all lonesome on my nightstand and I have to ignore it -_- #i rewarded myself for my dr visit with a cute little cactus knickknack light thing and a hotwheels car #i. don't loooooove going to the dr tbh #like no reason for it #i just like idk always feel like I have no idea wtf is even going on until the dr is like ok here's what u need. there's the lobby #in this case its antibiotics no big deal but like #is it weird to have a burning curiosity about like what my height and weight and idk blood pressure is? #i mean i know my height and i actually read my weight on the scale but like i neeeeeed to see what my files say #did. you guys know #that in middle school i went to the dr bc my back hurt and like they sent me to like a chiropractor or something that popped my spine #and i felt better. anyway like six years at least later i went back bc my back was sore again and I had a new dr #and she was like. so this fusion in ur spine? was that a surgery or?? #and I was like. FUSION??? in my SPINE?? O-O #anyway its congenital and not an issue but like yeah...feel like that should have been mentioned to me or someone #no one else in the family knew about it either lmao #actually I should get someone to pop my spine again #i just think if my cat laid on the small of my back for a few minutes. that would fix me #iiiiiiiii had an energy drink with dinner

[cocoreallylovesraiden]

How MK1 characters sleep with their S/O (liu kang, bi han, kung lao, raiden, shang tsung)

This is very casual and nonsensical but pointless useless headcanons give me life sorry; I might do this for other characters but idk which oops

Liu Kang

- I am in-between the idea of him needing sleep at all (being a god and all), but either way I think he would be in bed with them to spend time together.

- Mattress hard like a rock, so you’d be better off laying on top of him for any kind of soft squishy comfort.

- Likes the physical pressure on being laid on, would secure you in place with a hand on the small of your back, or cradling you closer if you lay your head in his chest.

- During the summer months he would be too hot to comfortably lay on, so either he just longingly stares at you back (rip) or holds your hand in the middle of the bed.

- Wakes up/ gets out of bed at the asscrack of dawn and folds the spare blanket next to you so its like he’s still there… and then becomes annoyed that you’d rather cuddle the blanket than wake up and see him.

- Laughs at you when you want to buy more western soft pillows or fluffy blankets, but he gets them anyways and then now HE can’t sleep bc it’s weirdly soft.

- Will read as you sleep in his arms, and has resorted to using your unconscious elbows to flip the page bc his hands are being held hostage.

- Likes to watch you as you sleep and tries not to smile when you twitch from a dream, even when you drool onto the pillows; is content to do so until sunrise.

- Sometimes tho in the middle of the night when you roll over you just see two military grade flashlight beacons glowing in the dark staring at you like an eldritch monster.

- “Hello, dearest 😊.”

- He says, like you didn’t almost piss the bed in fear.

Bi Han

- Has a meticulous string of tasks and duties he must fulfil before he can even think of getting into bed, and he still manages to be under the covers same time every night.

- Becomes VERY cranky if you are not in bed with him within 15 minutes and when you eventually settle into bed, his back is turned towards you and he huffs like a dramatic housewife.

- Self-assigned big spoon (non-negotiable) and loves resting his face in the crook of your neck, his favourite way to rest after a long day. He isn’t the best with words (in terms of emotional vulnerability) and uses little actions to let you know how he feels.

- His hair gets EVERYWHERE. It’s in his mouth. It’s in YOUR mouth. If you have long hair, have fun waking up 20 minutes earlier to sleepily untangle your newfound spiderweb of human hair.

- Doesn’t toss and turn and is a very light sleeper- it’s required of his job. At the smallest sound his eyes are open, and he cannot rest until he’s gone and checked the locks and such.

- You know when Asian dads wake up at 4am and just go hack and cough in the bathroom yeah that’s him… that’s how YOU wake up.

- You both look like hot fucking garbage in the morning it constantly looks you both are two struggling new parents who had a metaphorical baby keeping them up all night.

- Debates smothering you with a pillow if you snore and keep him up before a busy day.

Kung Lao

- I hope you’re a heavy sleeper.

- His snoring sounds like sails ripping, it’s so loud he scares himself awake sometimes.

- “BABE WHAT WAS THAT?”

- You girl….

- Doesn’t matter what season it is, what temperate, you two are always still too hot and on the verge of breaking into sweat, even after you’re dressed down to just underwear.

- Maybe you fall asleep a safe distance away from him, but halfway through the night its like looking an abstract painting of human limbs, his foot is on your stomach and your face is smashed against his knees. Chiropractors are scared of you two.

- You both complain about how annoying the other person is to sleep next to, but can’t sleep alone at night- the bed feels too big or too cold.

- It’s like when you wake up from a nap not knowing what country you’re in, drenched in sweat and covered in those red lines but every morning.

- Talks in his sleep and you have several videos in your camera roll having incoherent conversations with sleepy Lao.

- “Hey baby… Are you asleep?” “Not now babe imgndh tm running for presdidentnt”

- Yeah king you do that!

- He SWEARS that he’s a big spoon but likes being the little tiny eeny weeny teaspoon looks at you with the ugly goo goo gaga eyes until you relent and wrap your arms around his waist.

Raiden

- I don’t care unless it’s past a certain time in your relationship he will sleep on the couch or DIE

- He is traditional to an almost irritating extent YOU WILL NOT DIE IF YOU SEE MY UPPER THIGH OH MY GOD

- But let me tell you once y’all do share a sleeping space its over for you… He uses that farmer strength to squeeze the life out of you. Like Kung Lao where you fall asleep laying next to him and wake up in the alligator death roll fighting to breathe.

- Death by beefy man arms sounds great until you need to pee and have to scrap at 6am against an unconscious man (he is winning).

- Likes it when you nuzzle under his chin, but when he’s really tired, he really just wants to lay on your chest and have you smooth his hair.

- Feels a certain need to be the Bigger Strong Man but secretly wants to be cuddled and babied a little, just doesn’t want to ask for it.

- Doesn’t matter because however you sleep, you’re waking up to that child-holding-their-favourite-teddy-bear GRIP.

- Likes to chat about both your days before falling asleep, and will verbally ask like “are you asleep?” And then stop moving, breathing, thinking because he’s scared to wake you up. You have to smack his face half-awake like RAIDEN YOU CAN BREATHE before he relaxes.

Shang Tsung

- Idgaf if he’s a man and if you’re a woman, he is the girlfriend.

- Wants you to kiss the top of his head and stroke his hair, you can feel his ugly ass smug smile against your skin the entire time.

- Even if he does love you, I can see him being unable to sleep with his back turned to you; he has to be acutely away of what you’re doing (sleeping. Your tired ass is sleeping.)

- Unless of course he’s being the little spoon. Rolling eyes emoji.

- Another very light sleeper, but when he’s deep in sleep he has reoccurring night terrors, and maybe even sleep paralysis, so he clutches you tightly like he’s scared you’ll up and leave him.

- When he wakes up he’s probably frozen, so he grounds himself by listening to your heartbeat or readjusting your hold so it’s tighter and more compressing.

- Doesn’t matter if it’s a big ass bed or stack of pelts on the forest floor, you are not allowed to move a SINGLE INCH away from him. You two occupy 25% of this bed’s real estate.

- If he wakes up first, he is slipping out without a word. If you wake up first and god forbid, try to let him go, his eyes are snapping open and looking at you so judgementally.

- Throws your boots at you if you oversleep like. Wake up you Lug. We have things to do.

- Looks amazing the moment he wakes up and makes fun of you for having bed hair and overall being uglier than he is.

- Pokes your cheek and makes your head loll about if he wakes up first and chuckles at how cute he finds it, catches himself being mushy, then pinches your nose so you wake up.

#mk1 #mortal kombat x reader #mk1 x reader #liu kang #liu kang x reader #mk1 bi han #sub zero #bi han #bi han x reader #kung lao #kung lao x reader #raiden #Raiden x reader #shang tsung #Shang tsung x reader #mk1 2023 #no offence kung lao i would suplex you #shang tsung is like a stray cat are you gonna kill me or rub against my leg

[roseykat]

Can you make a reaction where the reader is needy but the skz members are busy? Thank you sm and also love your work <3

I certainly can! And thank you much love, that means a lot! 🩷

TAGS: the use of pet names such as ‘baby’, ‘bunny’, ‘doll’, ‘princess’, smut, dirty talk, mentions of edging, vibrators, some explicit language, kissing,

BANG CHAN

He spends the majority of his time in the studio mixing, recording, or creating beats. When he works late by himself, you tend to go in and join him just to keep him company. Even if it just means lying on the couch behind him and scrolling through your phone while he does what he needs. It’s just nice for the both of you to have each other nearby even if you’re not talking.

There are days however, sometimes weeks where Chan is so busy that you almost have to make an appointment just to see him. Despite being so close to him, the distance is a lot. It makes you realise how long you’ve gone without touching him or him touching you. So on one of those nights, you go up behind him in the studio as he’s sitting down, wrapping your arms around his front and resting your chin on his shoulder.

“I miss you Channie,” you say to him.

He melts when you use that voice on him, relaxing into your touch a bit more, “I know baby…”

“Come take a break,” you coax him, rubbing slowly along his chest.

“I can’t love, I’m so close to finishing this track.”

Your eyes close, feeling up all his muscles, as the warmth of his body, even his scent, turns you on, “but I need you so bad. Want you to feel how much I need you.”

“Twenty more minutes and then we can go home and do whatever you like,” Chan promises, and he always follows through with his promises.

“Twenty minutes is like two days though,” you over exaggerate.

“I swear I won’t take too long,” he emphasises to you. “Plus, how could I ever say ‘no’ to you?”

MINHO

To Minho, being busy is just an excuse because he always has time for you. Whether he’s recording, teaching or learning choreography, or is just working with a tight schedule, he’ll try to acknowledge your needs regardless of how far apart you are. But when you need his body and start missing his touch, he will drag it out for as long as he can until you start begging for it instead.

“What do you mean working late?” You whine over the phone to him after receiving a text saying that he’s not going to be home for a while.

“It's just for a couple of hours, I’ll be home before you know it,” he says just to rile you up.

“No but, I need you - you have no idea how badly Minho. I can’t do anything without you.”

“Aw c’mon doll, I’m sure there’s something you can do in the meantime? What happened to all those toys I bought you?”

Your eyes dart to those said toys on the bed. All of which you had run through and even though they made you all cum, it didn’t even scratch the surface. None of them compare to what Minho can do. No vibrator can replicate the way that his tongue flicks or his mouth sucks. No dildo can reach spots that Minho can.

“Don’t tell me you went through them all?”

“So what if I did?!” You exclaim to him, feeling the heat of embarrassment rise to your cheeks while you hear him laugh on the other end of the phone.

“You’re just going to have to wait,” he says. “I can’t leave these guys high and dry because they came all this way.”

“You’re leaving me high and dry,” you huff.

“I know for a fact that you’re anything but dry right now. I’ll see you when I see you.”

CHANGBIN

Changbin takes his health seriously. Eating clean but also what his body feels like, working out every day, resting, stretching, going to the physio or chiropractor to align his body. Over the time you’ve spent together, you’ve gotten to watch him physically change too, and it’s nothing short of hot.

He’s broader, more defined, muscles clear cut for you to view whenever you can. His skin is so smooth and hard under your touch whenever you can get your hands on him…

You can’t help but gawk at your boyfriend, to think that he’s all yours. He finds it mildly adorable that he has that sort of effect on you. Especially when you stare at him while he gets ready, watching him slip into a black long sleeve muscle tee that hugs his taut body so fucking well. His trained eyes catches you obviously ogling at him in the mirror though.

“Can you just go later?”

“What was that?” Changbin asks, missing what you said the first time.

“C-Can you just…go later,” you repeat. “To the gym I mean.”

He turns around and looks at you funny, “why’s that baby?”

“It’s just…I really want you to…stay here, just for a little bit.”

“I caught onto that, but you’re not telling me why-“

“Because I just want you,” interrupting him as you rip the duvet cover off your lap. “Need you.”

Changbin’s lips purse into a smile, “I can’t bunny. I’m seeing my PT this morning. I can’t leave him hanging.”

“You can always see him after,” you suggest. “Just be a tiny bit late.”

He rolls his eyes, trying not to laugh as he walks over to you to kiss the top of your head, “sorry princess.”

HYUNJIN

Hyunjin’s clear form of escapism as we know it is art or reading maybe. It’s a way for him to take himself out of this world and plant himself in another. In doing so, he becomes so entranced with what he’s reading or painting. If it’s the latter, Hyunjin tends to suffer from tunnel vision. Meaning he cannot abandon something he’s creating midway through the process. He needs to see it all through to the end.

Usually when you come home from work, he’s already sitting at the dinner table with his sketchbook out, some pencils, a glass of murky water beside him from dipping his paintbrush in, and looks so focused that it’s nearly impossible to get a ‘hi’ out of him.

Sometimes you come home all flustered and frustrated and annoyed because you couldn’t stop thinking about him all day. Those are the days where you have to actually make yourself present to him if he’s caught up in his hobby - which you want to promote since you know he loves it. But he also has an obligation as your boyfriend to acknowledge your needs, which he has an interesting way of doing.

“Hi baby,” Hyunjin says to you.

“Hey, still in the same spot that I left you in this morning,” you say to him.

“I’ve been trying to finish of this piece but it’s taking me a while because it has a lot of detail to it,”

“It looks stunning,” you say, watching his slender fingers pick up the brush again. “How busy are you right now?”

Hyunjin looks up from his paper, innocent boba eyes staring back at you, “why?”

“Long day and I just…really, really, really fucking need you right now,” you say to him simply.

Hyunjin took the extremely obvious hint, “you do? How badly do you need me baby?”

“Like ‘I want to skip foreplay because I’m already wet so you can fuck me now’ badly,” you say to him.

His insides stir excitedly, but he wants to finish off his piece. So with his dilemma, he ends up compromising. Hyunjin asks you for fifteen minutes for him to get as much of the piece completed as he can in order for him to fuck you after.

JISUNG

Honestly, if you’re in separate countries, and you text this man saying that you’re horny and you need him, he’s on the next flight straight back to you. Which sounds cheesy or cliche, but this man doesn’t give a fuck what he’s doing. There is the very rare occasion where he’s a bit preoccupied with something, like maybe he’s promised to go hang out with a friend which he doesn’t want to just ditch them.

Thankfully, neither of you have been in that situation until Jisung would go on tour with the other members. During one portion of it, you were able to follow along with them and none of it was easy when all you wanted to do was have him pin you down to the stage and fuck you in front of his fans.

The way that he can act on that stage too is something else. How he moves, raps, dances, interacts with people. It has you sitting tight backstage that by the time the show is over, you want to pounce on him. Despite the fact that he’s tired and worked to the ground, he’ll let you have him. Plus, it’s a decent way for him to drain all of that adrenaline.

“What’d you think?” Jisung asks, towelling away some of his sweat. God he looked so hot.

“G-Good yeah, you guys were awesome as always,” you mean it genuinely but he could tell that there was something preoccupying you.

“Everything okay babe?”

“Yeah,” you nod. “You just…you look really good.”

By the look in your eye, Jisung knew what that meant. A grin spreads across his face as he gently grabs the sides of your cheeks and pulls you in to kiss him. You’re unsure if anyone can see you both, but it’s not like he cares. With that in mind, you relish what you can like nobody is watching.

“Need you,” you whisper against his lips.

“Jisung, we’re having interviews now - oh yuck, get a fucking room would you?” Seungmin grimaces having just walked in on something that’s now scarred into his memory. He said what he needed to and immediately retraced his steps.

You look back up at Jisung with horror in your eyes. Horror because he’s about to leave you when your body wants him most.

“But-“

“No buts,” Jisung cuts you off. “I’ll see you in a bit okay? After that, I’ll give you the entire night back at the hotel.”

FELIX

In Felix’s downtime, gaming is his go-to. Most of the time it’s therapeutic, like when he plays Animal Crossing while listening to ASMR, Minecraft, or even building houses in Sims. The other half of the time it's him angrily slamming his closed fist onto his desk when he keeps failing to beat Malenia in Elden Ring or swearing at his screen because he can't 36 star the Spiral Abyss in Genshin Impact.

Watching him get angry while he's gaming is hot. It makes you wish that he was just as aggressive with you in bed. Or wishing that he would spank you for him to take his frustrations out if he loses.

“Lixie, can you come here for a minute?” You ask from his bed.

“Why? What’s the matter baby?” He replies.

“No nothing, just want to cuddle.”

“Hold on, just about - fucking trash! What even is this? I spend how many months building a character and not one single good roll?” Felix yells at his screen again, then remembers why he was talking in the first place, clearing his throat. “I just need half an hour and I’ll be done with this, I swear.”

“Can’t you put it on pause and come help me?” You whine.

“Help you with wh-“ Felix catches on, listening to you as he abandons his computer for a moment and turns around in his desk chair. “Oh?”

Your legs are already trying to twist themselves together to find relief between them, “please?”

Felix does want to finish his game, but he wants to tease you more, both of those things seem to go hand in hand, “surely you can wait half an hour for me, no?”

“No, I can’t,” you shake your head fervently.

“Yes, you can,” he says with confidence, because he truly knows you can wait.

So what he decides to do is agree to ‘help’ you under the condition that he gets to tie you up, strap a vibrator to your thigh for it to reach your clit, and edge you for the half an hour he needs. Forcing you to abstain from what you really need which is his cock.

SEUNGMIN

Seungmin has a very strict working policy, which you understand. He needs to focus and train when necessary or prepare for something coming up in the future. Plus, with the amount of admirable dedication that he puts into his field, you’d hate to see it all go to waste.

You do talk about these things with him because he knows fully how demanding his occupation can be. There will be times when he won’t see you for a couple of weeks - up to months even. So he can appreciate how lonely it must get for you while he’s surrounded by many.

That being said, he trusts you to handle your own when it comes to getting horny and he's not there. But it's a completely different story when he's right beside you yet distant and preoccupied at the same time. He looks so good when he works.

Seeing the way his eyebrows contract whenever he's thinking, pushing his hair out of his face when he's frustrated from trying to come up with more ideas, or when he rolls his sleeves up when his work starts to intensify. Before he knows it, you're climbing in between his legs on the bed, sitting sideways as he tries to sort out pages of lyrics.

"What are you up to?" Seungmin asks you with notes of suspicion.

"Am I not allowed to show some physical appreciation for my boyfriend?" You respond.

"At the moment, no," he says regretfully. "I'm helping Jisung finish off this song and I said I would get it to him soon."

You pout, “can’t you text it to him or something?”

Seungmin chortles, “he likes having it on a hard copy instead. Which reminds me, I’ll need to print more off too when we distribute the lines.”

“Tell him to wait,” you sling your arms around his neck and nuzzle into his body.

“What’s got you so needy?” Seungmin questions.

“Nothing,” you shake your head. “Just want to be by you is all.”

JEONGIN

For the past couple of weeks, Jeongin had been really honing in on his vocal skills. He spent a lot of time going to lessons, practicing with his other members, and by himself too. So far, it’s been frustrating trying to hit notes that are demanding of him.

As a result of his consistent absence, you’ve grown used to being alone for a fair amount of time. In that solitude, the longing for him expands. Sometimes you forget what it feels like to be near him. To hug him, hold his hand, even spend time just being beside each other can make a huge difference. But with the hours he works, at the moment it’s impossible.

He’s fully aware of that for you though and feels awful for being the number one contributor to it. But that’s why you don’t feel guilty when you send him dirty texts out of the blue or the odd explicit photo.

Jeongin will smirk down at his phone in the practice room when the members are on a small break, thankful that he has a privacy screen over his phone they'd be able to see. But you need him, you’re beyond the point of caring who sees that you crave his attention.

From Jeongin: Risky business sending that babe

To Jeongin: C'mon, you know how much I miss you

From Jeongin: That's an odd way of showing me how much you miss me

To Jeongin: Sick, now I know to stop sending them altogether then.

From Jeongin: Wait I was kidding

To Jeongin: Then don't tease me when I need you.

From Jeongin: Oh so you need me? Is that what it is?

To Jeongin: You KNOW that's exactly what it is.

From Jeongin: Okay my bad. I know I've been busy, but we're finishing up soon so maybe you can show me how much you need me when I come back home.

To Jeongin: Or you can just come home now

From Jeongin: Maybe if you send me another pic, I will ;)

#rosiewritesskz #stray kids smut #skz smut #lee know smut #han jisung smut #bang chan smut #felix smut #hyunjin smut #changbin smut #i.n smut

[fictionalmenxyn]

Ok so this is totally stupid and silly but can I get head cannons for 141, Alejandro, Rudy and Konig if you write for them with a reader insisting they can pick them (the character) up and you can chose if they fail at it or succeed, thank you if you do this btw :3

This isn’t stupid or silly it’s good! Never feel embarrassed or awkward of anything you’d like to see me write I love cool and quirky concepts it makes it more fun to write! And of course I can do this for you and others to read. Have a good day/night

Ghost

Feeling like he’d do it for a workout or something

Like he’s about to do sit ups and your sat either watching him and counting or your on your phone

And he randomly told you to get on his back and obviously with his huge muscular structure you wouldn’t say no

You sat on his back as he did push ups

Or he’d tell you to bear hug his back and wrap your legs around his hips so he can do weighted pull ups

He definitely can pick you up with ease

If you have your utility vest on and your almost about to get into a fight or your arguing with Soap as he finds it funny when you angry

He just grabs both of the shoulder parts and pick you up like your a 5kg dumbbell

Soap

Does it probably as a joke

He would make sure your by a sofa and he’d sling you over his shoulder and drop you onto the sofa (my brother did that when I was younger does anyone else’s do it too?😂😂)

Yeah he’d drop you them probably get straight into play fighting

Or he’d pick you up in a hug type of way

He’d bear hug you and pick you up and at the same time squeeze you

Sometimes it’s like going to a chiropractor when he squeezes it makes your back crack not to hard though

He definitely does the sofa thing when your about to watch a movie like when your about to watch something and your going to sit down he just does that. Hopefully you don’t have popcorn or any drink in your hand

Or when your about to sit down as he tend to wind you up

Gaz

Definitely a wind up!!

If your just standing and talking to someone he’d just pick you up from behind and and tickle your sides

Or he’d do it to move your out of the way

He knows that if your into him putting his hands on your hips he’ll do it in any way shape or form

He’ll need something or wants to get past he places his hand on your sides and pick you up a little

It makes your head rush and cheeks flushed

Sometimes like soap he’ll throw you onto the sofa for a laugh and wind up

But he fails at holding you for a long period of time not because of weight but his grip isn’t the best as he uses your belt loops to pick you up usually

Price

Like soap he’ll do it as a hug

But other times he’d do it cause you ask him to maybe grab something or you just enjoy it. Possibly so you could give him a kiss or something whatever you want to think of it as

When he hugs he’ll pick you up maybe sometimes to place you on a table or counter so your almost the same height or at the same eye level

When he can he’ll give you a hug and pick you up

If something is good that caused him to have a good day and mood he’d hug you and spin you a little as if you like a kid or you’ve both just met up after a year long holiday

Although you enjoy when he picks you up he actually loves it to but doesn’t say it

But deep down you both know he enjoys it as much as you

He knows that you love it so it makes him happy cause he knows you are

Alejandro

Feel like he’ll poke your sides as a tickle then picks you up as like a greeting or like smile fun

He can be like Ghost when it comes to gym

If your gym is shut or you both can’t go out as something has popped up or whatever and you both have to make a gym in your garage/garden/spare room

Then he’ll use you instead of weights if you don’t have any but he does it on purpose most times as you find it attractive

Lifts you up easy but it’s not like Ghost where he can lift you above his shoulders or head

Feel like as a human isn’t physically capable of staying as stiff as a board and easy to hold it’s a bit difficult for him to hold you above his shoulder and head

He loves it though he likes how it’s helping him stay fit yet keeping you entertained the whole time

But yes he is able to lift you just to a certain extent

Rudy

He probably could lift you but chooses not to

He feels like it isn’t the best way to show his love and he feels like it wouldn’t be that comfortable

He loves hugging and such just not licking you up

He most likely could but he appreciates if both of your feet are on the ground

He does this because before when he was younger his friends were doing it to see how strong they are and when they lifted him

He wasn’t a fan and he felt uncomfortable so he knows what it’s like and doesn’t feel fondly of picking you or anyone up

The only way he’ll pick you up is with cheesy pick up lines or jokes

Like said before he can but won’t he likes to hug and kiss you not picking you up

König

With ease!!

This man is a strong giant of course he can

He’ll ask if your comfortable with it if he did it without telling you so like a surprise attack and he tickled you after

If you like it he’ll do it more often as he knows you like it

One time you were both on a walk and this dog wouldn’t leave you alone and kept sniffing you and you weren’t liking it (weighed your allergic or don’t like dogs)

So with ease he picked you up and placed you on his back like a piggy back ride

But if it’s a big dog and can still reach he’d put you on his shoulders

He loves to pick you up cause you can be eye level with him so you two can kiss or stare into each others eyes. He likes it also because he can watch as your smile grew knowing you knew who was picking you up as it was a thing just between you two

#task force 141 #task force 141 x y/n #cod x reader #cod mw2 #cod headcanons #cod modern warfare #gaz x reader #könig x reader #soap x reader #rudy x reader #alejandro x reader #price x reader #ghost x reader

[urfavemcustan]

Simple Favor

Summary: after you accumulate numerous back problems from your pouge adventures, JJ offers some relief 

Warnings: SMUT, oral (fem receiving), overstimulation, fingering, PiV sex, unprotected sex (be careful y’all)

WC:

“Christ, I need to see a chiropractor,” you held your back in agony after joining jj on his bedroom floor to play a card game.

Being a pouge called for lots of adventure. You were quite familiar with sneaking around, jumping fences and running (usually from the police).

All of this activity usually led to sore muscles and back pain. Especially since your continuous losses at Rock Paper Scissors caused you to be the one who had to do the most.

“Y’know I could help with that,” JJ offers.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I found this chiropractor-masseuse guy on YouTube last night. I fell down the rabbit hole, I’m basically an expert now,” he answered with complete confidence.

It’s not like you have money to see a real chiropractor or masseuse, and you couldn’t write off JJ as completely unhelpful. You knew that the application of his strength to your back would help relieve you a little bit.

“Ok,” you agreed to receive his help. 

“Alrighty then,” He clasped his hands together, “hop up on my table,” he gestured to his bed. 

You laid head down and carefully removed your shirt leaving your back bare due to your earlier choice to go braless. JJ sat down on the bed next to you. 

You couldn’t deny that butterflies started to fill your stomach as you prepared for him to touch you. No matter how hard you tried to be, you weren’t immune to the charm of JJ Maybank.

He tried to focus on kneading the knots out of your back since their stiffness was obvious. You winced immediately once he applied pressure.

“Sorry,” he retracted his hands, “it’s just that you have really bad knots. Do you want me to stop?”

You shook your head ‘no’ against his bed, urging him to continue. Once he did, you could help but whimper at his touch.

JJ knew he should be focused on the task at hand but he couldn’t help his mind from wandering. He couldn’t help but think about getting these sounds out of you a different way...

And then you let out a “fuck jj that feels so good.”

And the thoughts came flooding in. He thought about how you should be saying that from under him, or on top of him, or anywhere on him really. 

He started caressing your back. You were a little unsure about what this was helping with until he pressed down and a loud CRACK filled the air. Along with that noise, a loud pornographic moan. 

“Damn y/n,” JJ laughed, “All that for your back?” Before he could stop himself, he asked, “when's the last time you came?” 

“JJ!” You gasped, playfully acting offended to the question. 

“Shit, you don’t have to answer that. Sorry,” he shook his head and went back to rubbing your back. 

“No no it’s ok,” you took a second to think, “I think it’s been about a month.” 

“A month!?” JJ couldn’t help his visceral reaction, “how are you still breathing?” 

You chuckled, “honestly, I don’t know. We’ve been so busy with this treasure hunt, I’ve barely had me time.”

“Do you want me to help with that too?” 

“How? You’re hiding a vibrator in here?” You lifted your head and looked around the room jokingly.

“No, but I have a mouth,” JJ answered with a new seriousness, “and hands you seem to enjoy.” 

Of course you weren’t opposed to the idea, you’ve longed to be touched by him that way for as long as you could remember. However, that didn’t minimize the initial shock, “Wouldn’t that be weird?” 

“What’s the difference between that and what I’m doing now? Just a massage in a different place,” His hands trailed down your back.   

“Good point,” you didn’t want to seem too thirsty, but you couldn’t help but surrender to him, “I swear you better not tell anyone,” you rolled over, exposing your chest to him. 

“Of course princess,” he smiled eyes locked on your chest. You’ve caught him staring at them a numerous amount of times, especially when you wore your flimsy bikini tops.

JJ didn’t waste any time. He positioned himself on top of you and put one of your boobs in his mouth while caressing the other. Almost instantly, the feeling of his tongue and calloused fingers on your nipples caused you to moan.

JJ could spend all day like this, at this point he wasn’t doing this for you anymore, he was enjoying himself way too much.

He took one of your nipples between his teeth, lightly pulling it.

“JJ,” you called him back to earth, “please touch me.”

“I am,” he smiled against you.

“You know what I mean,” you rolled your eyes.

JJ tisked against your breast, “you gotta be more specific than that baby.” He planted a wet open mouthed kiss on your boob.

It killed you to say this out loud to him but you need him to do more, “please put your mouth on my pussy.” He felt amazing on your tits, you couldn’t begin to imagine how good he would feel there.

“Whatever you say darlin’,” he removed himself from your chest (which pained him a little) and moved his face down to your pussy.

Once again, he didn’t hesitate to begin and you could’ve sworn you were in heaven.

That boy started eating you like it was his first meal in months. He had no disregard for the loud, lewd sounds he was creating due to your pussy already being soaked. He fucked you with his tongue while his strong hand furiously circled around your clit.

Thankfully no one was around because you were practically screaming for him.

You grabbed a fist full of his hair earning a groan from him and started grinding against him. The two of you set a pace and you were there.

You wrapped your legs around his head as threw your head back as he continued to devour you.

Finally, you felt it. The building knot in your stomach released and you were reduced to a screaming shaky mess. You clenched around nothing, wishing some part of him was inside you.

JJ noticed this immediately and slip two of his fingers inside of you while sucking your clit.

“J!” You yelped, sensitive from the orgasm you just finished.

This didn’t stop him from continuing to pump his fingers in and out of you,“Fuck, y/n,” he groaned against your core, “so fucking tight.”

He was amazing at what he was doing but still, you wanted all of him.

“Yeah? Let’s see if your dick fits,” part of you couldn’t believe you spoke so boldly to him.

JJ couldn’t believe it either. He’s thought about being inside you for as long as he could remember and after feeling how tight you were? He needed this dream to become a reality.

JJ sat back on his haunches in front of you. Slowly, he entered his length into you, “shit,” he hissed as his eyes screwed shut.

You squirmed underneath him as he continued to fill you. Your pussy welcomed every inch of him as he slid in with ease.

He grabbed one of your hips with one hand and the headboard with another. He towered over you with a mischievous excitement in his eyes that you were quite familiar with.

He fucked you with a force you were unfamiliar with. The headboard repeatedly slammed against the wall as he used it to steady himself and he slammed against you.

After a couple of thrusts, he started to connect with your g-spot. You moaned incoherently, barely able to get anything out.

Of course JJ noticed, “is that it baby?”

All you could do was nod in response.

You felt so good around him. He felt his arms would give out any second. He leaned in with his face in the crevasse of your neck, he gripped a firm hand behind your head as he rolled his hips against you.

Your legs wrapped around him, begging for him to be as deep as he could be inside you.

He knew he wouldn’t last much longer. Not with you underneath him.

“M’gonna cum,” JJ brought one hand to your clit, “want you to cum with me.”

“I’m so close,” you whined, about to experience your second orgasm.

He quickened his pace and miraculously felt like he was even deeper. His hips started to buck without rhythm as he felt himself started to release inside of you with a loud groan against your neck.

You followed right behind moaning, digging your nails into him as you came.

After the both of you caught your breath, he rolled to the side of you.

“Y’know, my dick feels sore,” JJ panted, “I think I’m gonna need a special massage from you.”

#jj maybank x reader #jj maybank #jj smut #jj maybank smut

[wileys-russo]

idea! you and Alessia meeting in Ibiza and she’s got the hots for you but you play hard to get? but a cute happy ending where they eventually get together

such a low quality pic but she looks so 😮‍💨🤩 criminal we didn’t get more Ibiza content

bodyslammer II a.russo

alessia was dancing like a mad woman beside lois in the poolside beach club, her carefree good mood fueled by many cocktails and a lack of impending stress now that she had finally secured a new contract. no longer needing to stress over what her future career in football would look like.

it had been years since she had been able to take a proper break and go on holiday, and to do it with the girls she grew up playing football with and hardly ever got to see all together only made it all the more enjoyable and easy for her to let loose.

she’d made herself a promise to stay off social media as much as possible during the trip away.

with her transfer not yet announced she knew the world would continue to spread rumours and speculate over every little thing, and alessia was determined to enjoy the week off in ibiza in ignorant bliss before returning to reality.

“less i’m gonna grab another one! you good?” lois yelled to her, cupping her hand around her ear due to deafening house music pumping around them. “yeah i’m still going!” alessia confirmed, yelling back and holding up her drink she’d only taken a few sips out of, the shorter girl beside her sending her a toothy grin and thumbs up before melting away into the crowd.

looking around and spotting the rest of their group not too far away alessia started to make her way over there, mumbling apologies as she elbowed her way through the throng of drunken party goers.

she had almost made it to her friends when she felt someone slam into her back, sending her hurtling forward and meaning her own body smacked into someone else’s, her drink going all over them as alessias eyes widened.

she opened her mouth to immediately ramble out a hasty apology but as the girl she’d just accidentally swilled turned around alessia seemingly went mute, apology drying up on her tongue before she could make it.

the girl was gorgeous, and it had alessia feeling light headed in a way she knew wasn’t just the alcohol currently pumping through her.

“i am so so sorry!” the blonde finally managed to spit out, the mystery girl simply grinning at her. “don’t be. i’d never wear anything here i didn’t expect to be covered in some sort of liquid, its like a zoo in there!” she laughed nodding behind alessia to the thickening crowd of sweaty bodies building behind her.

“you’re telling me, though i think whoever just rammed me might have actually realigned my spine?” alessia joked, stomach fluttering as she was rewarded with a loud bout of laughter from the girl in front of her.

“sounds like you should go thank them! chiropractors don’t come cheap you know.” the girl teased, her nose scrunching up as she grinned and alessia once more swooned.

“can i buy you another drink?” the blonde moved a little closer due to the noise and offered sincerely. “you’re offering to get me a drink when you just spilled yours?” you asked with an amused smile, alessia’s cheeks flushing red with embarrassment as she nodded none the less.

“you’re cute. i should go find my friends before one of them disappears in there, once calvin harris starts later i fear i may not ever be able to get them back.” you’d grinned, and before alessia could even say another word you’d pressed a kiss to her cheek and you were gone, leaving the blonde tenderly touching her face which burned where your lips had just been.

with a deflated huff she dumped her now empty cup onto a nearby table and continued on her way to find her friends, throwing herself down onto a sun lounge.

“woah now! we’re in ibiza baby, why the long face?” anna asked as she sat down beside the blonde. “i bumped into a cute girl, spilled my drink all over her and didn’t even get her name before she dissapeared!” alessia groaned, dragging her hands down her face before flicking her sunglasses off the top of her head and sliding them onto the bridge of her nose.

“i’ll say it again we’re in ibiza less! there’s loads of fit people around, go find someone else to dance and flirt with!” anna shouted, handing the blonde her drink to finish off and running away after taylor who snatched her sunglasses off her head.

sculling the last few mouthfuls of the lukewarm tequila alessia winced at the alcohol burning it’s way down her throat before deciding to heed anna’s words.

she grabbed lois’s hand as her friend returned, dragging them both back onto the dance floor.

but hard as she tried to dance and drink the afternoon away to forget you, you were a thought that consistently lingered in the back of alessia’s mind.

which is why when she heard someone call out her name and quickly turned, knocking into someone who stood a lot closer than she had bargained, alessias hands quickly steadying them as they slipped, a smile tugged at her lips seeing she had once again bumped into you, literally.

“i’m beginning to think you’re doing this on purpose now!” you teased, alessia instantly noticing you’d ditched the top she’d spilled her drink all over last time and your top half was now only just covered by a bright green bikini. it took all of her willpower to focus her eyes on you and not your partially exposed chest.

“no i think this time’s on you!” alessia grinned, her left hand resting on your waist where she’d grabbed at you to stop you from falling over. “alessia.” the blonde removed her hand from your side and held it out with a beaming white toothed smile as she introduced herself.

“then consider us even!” you winked, cheekily snatching her drink from her right hand and once again melting away into the crowd.

“hey! you pinch my drink and i don’t even get to know your name?” alessia didn’t let you get away so easily this time, shouldering her way over to you and slinging an arm lazily around your waist to stop you from running away again.

“i believe in fate alessia, so let’s see if this happens again then and maybe you can get my name if you’re lucky.” you shamelessly flirted, sending her one more wink and again kissing her cheek before charging off after your friends into the crowd.

“unbelievable.” alessia threw her head back with a groan before hands fell to her shoulders and her friends surrounded her, dragging her away with them as the sun began to set, bathing the cluster of drunken sweaty bodies below in a golden orange glow.

deciding that it clearly wasn’t meant to be, alessia didn’t even know your name let alone if you were into girls, she forced you once again to the back of her mind, throwing down shots and cheering loudly as they announced calvin harris.

“let’s go!” hands intertwined with hers as her group pushed in closer toward the stage, alessia almost tripping over her own feet she was tugged aggressively into the crowd, though she waved it off with a tipsy laugh as she hugged her friends and whooped loudly as the familiar bass started to boom beneath their feet.

the set was halfway through when alessia once again spotted you, huddled a few feet away inbetween a group of girls and throwing your head back with a laugh as one of them poked at you, twirling you around and forcing alessia ignored the weird jealous clenching of her stomach at the sight.

she heard her friends yell out for her as she began to break away from them, fueled by tequila shots and liquid confidence she shrugged off their hands and made a beeline toward you.

unbeknownst to alessia you’d already spotted her a few moments earlier, yelling in your friends ear that the girl you’d been flirting with before had indeed found you again like you hoped.

which was why it came as no surprise to you when your best friend twirled you around, “accidentally” shoving you backwards and sending your body hurtling into alessia’s whose hands again grabbed protectively at your hips to stop you from taking the two of you down onto the ground.

“we simply have to stop meeting like this.” you grinned, your friend winking at you from behind the blonde and holding her drink up in a silent cheers before turning away back to your group.

“third time seems the charm then, i’m alessia.” the taller girl wasted no time introducing herself again, knowing it meant you would need to finally reveal your own name.

“so you already said.” you teased, purposefully not giving in to what you knew she was after and watching the girl in front of you shake her head with a knowing smirk.

“it’s not nice to lie, i believe you said if this happened again i’d finally get your name.” alessias body pressed in closer to yours, her hand moving to sit at the small of your back as your own stomach now fluttered.

“I said if you were lucky!”

“well i’m certainly feeling lucky. if i do get your name then maybe you’ll be forgiven for stealing two drinks from me.”

“stealing two drinks? i think you’ll find i’m the one whose still owed an apology bodyslammer!”

“give me your name and maybe you’ll get a third drink and an apology.” alessia bargained, tilting her head with a sly grin as you shook your own in amusement.

“y/n.” you finally revealed, someone knocking into you from behind meaning you were thrust even closer into alessia, both of you now chest to chest as you both shared a smile, clearly not minding.

“come on then bodyslammer.” you grabbed her hand tugging her with you as alessia laughed at her apparent new nickname, the music getting louder and louder as pushed deeper into the crowd.

alessia tensed in surprise as you stopped and grabbed her hands, placing them on you as you started to dance, purposefully pressing yourself into her.

recovering from the brief shock the blonde wasted no time in pulling your body tightly into hers, the two of you grinding against one another to the beat, surrounded by hundreds of drunken party goers all doing the same.

by the third song you’d turned so the two of you were now dancing face to face and alessia couldn’t help but find her eyes flickering down to your lips every few seconds, a habit which didn’t go unnoticed to you as your arms wrapped around the back of her neck.

the two of you now locked eyes and you nodded reassuringly as the taller girl leant down but paused briefly, craning your neck to meet her halfway, both of your stomachs doing backflips as your lips met.

neither one of you sober it didn’t take long until the kiss became a little sloppy, alessia ramming her tongue down your throat as you held back a moan and forced yourself to pull away.

over her shoulder you noticed one of your friends frantically waving toward you, struggling to hold up your best friend who had clearly had too much to drink, signalling they were leaving.

leaning in again you shouted your phone number into the blondes ear, removing her hands from where they’d wandered dangerously low down your body and striding off toward your friends without another word, leaving the striker positively dumbstruck behind you.

“i better get a message bodyslammer, you still owe me that third drink, and an apology!” you turned to call out teasingly toward her, alessias once defeated expression quickly brightening as she scrambled to pull her phone out of her bag.

and it was safe to say you most certainly did get a message, and it was far from the last you saw of the blonde.

#woso #woso x reader #woso fanfics #alessia russo #alessia russo x reader #woso imagine #engwnt #woso blurbs #fic recs #woso community #wwc23

[avocado-writing]

Hey! I just discovered your blog and I'm having massive bg3 brain rot rn. I just went through a hellish amount of back pain (to the point where I was on the verge of passing out) and I was wondering if you could write a few headcannos about how the bg3 companions would comfort the reader. I was thinking maybe Astarion and a few of your favs? Anyway, I love your work and gave a great day!!

aww no I hope your back is better my love! Here are some hcs about some companions helping/comforting you when you’re in pain:

Astarion

Wakes you up early and encourages you to do some gentle stretches to help with the pain

I do mean early. He basically does yoga with you and does NOT relish the idea of the camp catching him doing downwards facing dog, he’d die from embarrassment (though he will stomach doing it during the day if you really want to. But complain the whole time)

Does research into what teas and tinctures can be made and bought to help ease your discomfort.

Gives you massages, but they’re very sensual. You both know he’s not really trying to help in that regard… However his massages do lead to a way to take your mind off things…

Karlach

her 👏 warm 👏 hands 👏 are 👏 a 👏 heat pack 👏 Both before and after her infernal engine is fixed.

Before, she wraps her hands up as tight as she can to shield you from her head and presses them against wherever is causing you discomfort

After, she uses her hands properly, holding them against your skin so the heat can soothe you.

Offers to carry your things so that the day-to-day is easier.

Wyll

He does do proper massages, and unlike astarion he has no ulterior motive.

Insists you see a doctor or a healer as soon as you can and pays your medical bill if needed.

Is good at reading your face. If you’re doing something and your pain is causing you problems, he’ll offer to jump in and take over or at least help you.

Doesn’t bombard you with questions about how you’re feeling but knows the signs to look out for, because he knows you 💕

Lae’zel

10000% cracks your joints like a chiropractor, likely some githyanki remedy.

You do not know if she is trained to do this. Probably not. It feels so good though.

She is the source of your bruises but healer of your pain.

taglist: @ghosti02art @sadandanxiouswtf @yeethaw13 @trappedinlimbo15 @infinitely-kate @dhampling @wereallbrokenangels @tilldeathdonugget (lmk if you want to be added)

#Wyll x reader #Wyll x tav #wyll ravengard x reader #Astarion x reader #astarion x tav #astarion ancunin x reader #lae’zel x tav #laezel x reader #karlach x reader #karlach x tav #bg3 headcanons #request

[autisticlancemcclain]

fic rec friday 52

hello and welcome to fic rec friday! where, on friday, i rec five of my favourite fics. and a quick note before i start: happy one year, everyone! a year of fic rec fridays! i started doing these when my blog really started to take off, and it's been an honour to share these with you :)

A Kind Demon And A Scary Angel by vrepit-nah (anonymous)

Day 18 - Forbidden Love Shiro breaks his head trying to appease the angel and demon on his shoulders and stop them to killing the other. He soon finds out that he didn't need to after all.

making lance's troublemaking ass the demon. so real. poor shiro can never have a break in any universe 😭😭 he just wants to vibe and he just gets bothered by klance all the time

2. Of Friends and Rivals (And Lovers) by vrepit-nah (anonymous)

Lance McClain has a big family, and that means no one is really ever alone in a room at any point of time. It becomes unnatural for him to feel when he’s in space in a huge castle with barely any people. So, he tries to fill the hole in his heart by seeking out his teammates. It strikes Keith odd one day when Lance begins hanging out with him instead of his other friends, and worst of all, it seems like Lance is caving in on himself without anyone noticing. Or: 5 times Lance seeks out to hang out with a friend, and the one time he doesn’t.

the first time i read part v i gasped OUT LOUD bc i was like no way he's gonna fuck up that bad. no goddamn way. and then he DID and i HOLLERED

3. Today, anew by MemeKonVLD (MemeKonYA)

“Lance.” Lance’s eyebrows furrow in concern for a second before his whole face goes gentle and open. “Hey buddy, everything okay?” Keith nods. Then shakes his head, then opens his mouth to let out a noisy sob before he’s hugging the air out of Lance, grip vise tight. Lance hugs him back. That’s one of the great things about him— he doesn’t— he doesn’t need explanations for things like this. He doesn’t make Keith jump through hoops, the way other people might— he’s just— he just knows what Keith needs in times like this. No façades, no posturing. (Or: the one where Keith is trapped in a time loop. A time loop from hell.)

their worst nightmares are each other dying. i am going to lose my mind. i am sobbing and screaming and yelling on the floor. i am sucking on cement. nobody touch me

4. Visions by @snowwarning27

"It’s funny, because as a tattoo artist he makes art that lasts pretty much forever – as far as the person who has it is concerned – but a street artist…their art lasts maybe a couple of days." Keith comes in for a tattoo; Lance immediately falls in love. With his art. His love for Keith comes later.

it's usually tattoo artist keith but tattoo artist lance my LOVE. also i will never get over graffiti artist keith i think about him all the time the punk ass

5. story received, story included by @freshia

(4:20PM): u know, number neighbor, i think i need a chiropractor.  (4:23PM): ? (4:25PM): because my back really hurts (4:25PM): from carrying this conversation ;(

Lance texts his number neighbor.

i LOVE texting fics. they're so fun. and lance in a texting fic is always funny bc it's so obviously true that he would be so funny if he had time to think about it. and of course keith would fall for him over text

that’s it for today!! happy one year! i’ll see y’all back next friday for the next fic rec post!!!

#HAPPY ONE YEAR HAPPY ONE YEAR #im actually so pumped for this like!!!! #vld #voltron #lance #lance mcclain #keith #keith kogane #klance #angel keith #demon lance #langst #keith angst #klangst #tattoo artist lance #graffiti artist keith #fic rec #fic rec friday #longpost

[thebibliosphere]

Remembering a 'fun' moment through the haze of drugs yesterday when I asked the nurse for something to brace my knees with because I could feel my hips starting to dislocate when they turned me onto my side.

The nurse, god love her, got down to my eye level on the gurney and very sweetly told me that when joints click, they're not actually dislocating, and it's just ligaments sliding over each other causing gas pockets to crackle and pop. This is true for most people and is actually what makes that satisfying crunch sound when you go see the chiropractor. So I knew right away she was thinking, "A chiropractor has told her this; this will be an Educational Moment."

Meanwhile, I was trying to figure out how to tell her I know this, and that's not what is happening as a teeth guard was being slipped between my teeth when my GI doctor went, "Did you not read the note I put in her file? She has EDS. When she says it's her joints, it's her joints. Listen to the patient!"

He then showed her how to hold my shoulders in place while he was doing the upper endoscopy exam so my shoulder wouldn't randomly slip out and make my chest muscles seize. As I was laying on my side and he was double checking my position he leaned in and let me know with a wink that he'd asked a physical therapist what to do and hopefully I wouldn't be in too much pain with my joints tomorrow. (I am not.)

He also brought an extra nurse in from the allergy department (Sam) to monitor for signs of anaphylaxis because, apparently, it looks different when the patient is sedated. The fact that I "woke up" from my sedation (I don't think I actually fell asleep) and gave him a thumbs up when he announced "excellent prep" to the room at large made some of the nurses flutter because they'd given me enough fentanyl to knock out a horse, but I have a vague memory of the allergy nurse and the GI doctor sharing a look over the top of my head before starting to talk to me in calm measured tones to let me know it was okay that I was awake, but I needed to stop moving. Was I in any pain? Could I squeeze Sam's hand once for no and twice for yes? Okay, good, we're almost done...

It was a weird but validating experience.

#chronic health tag #medical procedure #I feel like this GI doctor is trying to make up for every instance of medical abuse I've ever experienced #and it's working #I felt so safe

[kannra21]

Bc I "love" (lol) Gege so much, I gathered some info on him. Pls DM me to add more if you remember anything

Pen name: Akutami Gege (芥見下々)

Birthday: 26th February 1992 (31yo)

Zodiac: Pisces

Born: Iwate Prefecture, Japan

he went to all boy's private school

Akutami has an older brother who's married. Yuji is strongly inspired by his brother who is Akutami's opposite. He is someone who succeeds in everything he undertakes: sports, studies etc.

he was never really interested in drawing or manga until 4th grade when his older brother bought Weekly Shōnen Jump. The Jump that he read had Bleach on it and that's how Akutami's love for Bleach developed. When he was in the 5th grade and moved from Iwate Prefecture to Sendai in Miyagi Prefecture, he was surprised to see that the kids at his new school drew manga

he started drawing manga by imitating his friends' work

so his Bleach obsession started in elementary school and his Evangelion and Hunter x Hunter obsession started in middle school

he wrote a poetry analogy called "Giant From The Clouds" in middle school, inspired by the Bleach mangaka

His previous works are Kamishiro Sōsa, No.9, Nikai Bongai Barabarjura and jjk 0

Yuji was named after his childhood classmate

Geto was named after the "Geto Korean Ski Resort", located near Akutami's hometown of Tohoku

he's slightly colorblind

he's a fan of occult, mystical practices and horror

he wears glasses

he cooks somewhat

he loves hot springs and scalp massages, he goes to dermatologist to maintain healthy skin

he exercises and he's trying to get in shape despite the busy schedule, workout is not as painful as it is boring

he's very grateful for his chiropractor bc of his stiff neck, he said that if he ever time-travels and meets his younger self he's gonna tell him "get in shape, seriously", he craves afternoon naps but tries to resist by eating sweets like Pikmin gummies (why's he so contradictory haha)

when Nakamura first debuted with the jjk cast and got to meet Gege, he was surprised by how young he looked. He also said that Gege has a calming voice

hobbies: he reads a bunch of novels and watches a bunch of movies whenever he can, he's busy with work most of the time

his favorite food is crispy thai pandan chicken

his favorite onigiri flavor is mentaiko, he loves Umaibo snacks, Schau Essen, potatoes, hayashi rice, ramen and seedless grapes

He's usually not a fan of name brands but he likes Balenciaga. He also wants to support Royal Host restaurant

he likes comedy podcasts like Arabikidan group

the first manga he submitted to Jump was a gag manga

when he was a student he found studying boring but he likes doing research on things that actually interest him (like engineering facts he needed for the manga)

when he was an art student, he didn't really like making drawings where the model stayed for hours in a specific pose. He preferred to sketch in 3-4 minutes

he relies too much on sketches, rough drafts and his editors (he says he's like a dog for the editors)

he has a habit of forgetting how to draw his characters sometimes

he's self-deprecating and he's sorry that he sometimes makes people feel awkward by being overly critical of himself *hugs him*

he finds it difficult to write Yuji bc Yuji and Akutami are fairly different, Akutami doesn't consider himself particularly athletic but he can relate to Yuji for being an "airhead" sometimes and does things when people tell him not to

he thinks he's clumsy and fucks up honorifics sometimes, he talks casually with his editor Yamanaka whom he has a beef with till this day, he reminds him to "respect his elders" (he's so Gojo coded lol)

He's so funny asdfghjhgfd

he's in good relationship with his parents, he respects them and they're very supportive of him

he cares about his mom's opinion on his manga

Toji's and Yuta's personalities are somewhat based on Akutami's dad, dad also reads the manga

according to Gege, jjk should've been a lot darker but editor didn't allow it

he's an otaku, he's a fan of Marvel, has Hunter x Hunter posters on the wall and enjoys Pokémon wii games, he collected Yu-Gi-Oh cards when he was younger, he's from the generation when Gintama was popular

He never felt hatred for Thanos from Avengers: Endgame (explains why he likes Sukuna so much lol)

his favorite Haikyuu character is Tendo and his favorite BNHA characters are Overhaul and Stain

he saw Brad Pitt in person wow

Idea for the pen name: Gege worked a part time job at the cleaners and learned what it's like to be humble in the world. "Gege" translates to a "person of lower status" or a "commoner"

he claims to be socially awkward with people he's not familiar with, he's not used to public speech but when he gets drunk he does a 180 and is blabbering a lot

people call him a genius with a great sense of humor, his editor Katayama says that he's a cheery and a cool person, much like Gojo

he bought a black mountain parka (like Gojo's) that's supposed to last for six years but he put it in storage after one week

he thought about dying his hair white (Gege stop with the Gojo cosplay)

he's a procrastinator, he's mentally preparing for hours to draw a manga chapter that would otherwise take him 30min. The truth is, he's getting tired of jjk and can't wait to finish it

he chose the cyclop cat avatar because drawing one eye is easier and no one hates cats

he said that he used to have a "type of girl" in high school but the more he grew up he realized that every woman is a good woman, he likes well-groomed women (although I think he likes girls with thick tights? he's a Hwasa fan)

he thinks that world can't be divided into black and white and that it's always a blur. Villains and heroes are treated the same because each of them have their own beliefs and ideologies that are valid

he isn't emotionally bound to any of his characters, he will kill whoever, as long as the story is interesting

he's deliberately not trying to sexualize his female characters, not just because of his parents, but also because he wants to leave a respectable impression. Mangaka profession is very looked down upon. He wants to change that

his net worth is somewhere around $12 million

he wants to stay anonymous bc he enjoys his commoner life, there's a certain freedom to being a normal person, he can go in public spaces without anyone recognizing his face. For instance: he secretly went watching the jjk 0 movie in theater along with the opening comments on the first day. A fan accidentally met him but he pretended to be a staff member

#gege facts #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #gege akutami #megumi fushiguro #nobara kugisaki #yuji itadori #gojo satoru #geto suguru #shoko ieiri #utahime iori #nanami kento #choso kamo #sukuna ryomen #jogo #hanami #kenjaku #miwa kasumi #mechamaru #mai zenin #maki zenin #noritoshi kamo #momo nishimiya #aoi todo #yuki tsukumo #yuta okkutsu #jjk panda #inunaki toge #kirara hoshi #kinji hakari

[blondeboyfriend]

𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐒 (𝟏𝟖+)

𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐍𝐈

[ PAIRING ] Eren Yeager x reader [ SYNOPSIS ] Eren comes home after a rough night at the bar with Jean. Unable to see him in such a state you decide to tend to his wounds… among other things… I'm talking about his dick. [ WORD COUNT ] 1.8k [ CONTENT ] Modern AU, minor injuries, blood, marijuana, alcohol is mentioned, dubcon (Eren's high), biting, sadism, masochism, rough vaginal sex, no plot.

“So what exactly happened?” You asked as Eren trudged through the door of your apartment.

He hung his head, attempting to obscure his battered face. The lengthy sigh he let out filled the room with his exhaustion. You took a few steps closer to him while he dropped his keys on the floor. The metal colliding with the tile flooring destroyed any semblance of serenity once held in your home. You pulled him into a hug and he let out a pleased hum. His arms snaked around your waist and he held you close. The remnants of weed smoke and vetiver cologne filled your nose.

“Jean…” He said, tone dripping with subdued exasperation.

“What did he do?” You asked.

It was so hard to hide your desperate curiosity. You loved hearing about the inner workings of his social circle.

“He was mainlining adios motherfuckers all night.”

“What did he do? Black out and kick your ass?”

Eren chuckled. “You honestly think Jean could kick my ass?”

“Maybe. Jean does look like the kind of guy to hulk out when he drinks.”

“You’re breaking my heart.”

You rubbed his back, each pat radiating affection.

“I’m kidding. Jean could never kick your ass.”

“He could, but it’s fine.” Eren dropped his arms and released you from his grip. “Can I tell you about it while you clean me up?”

You were finally granted a full view of his face. His right cheek was a strawberry scrape and showed the beginnings of a bruise. His bottom lip was split. The blood exuded from the cut had dried, leaving behind a swatch of maroon. What stood out the most was the fresh blood dripping from his right nostril. You took him by the hand and led him into the bathroom. He sat down on the toilet and held his head in his hands, obscuring his face once more.

“Here,” you said, handing him a tissue.

He rolled it up and stuck it up his leaking nose.

“Thanks,” he mumbled, trying in vain to wriggle out of his pants.

You had little desire to see your beloved struggle. You kneeled before him and tugged at the jeans, peeling them off. A happy “phew” flew past his bloodied lip.

You grabbed all your first aid supplies and organized them on the ridge of the sink.

“Gimme the details.”

Eren sighed. “Jean decided to hit on every girl at the bar.”

You prepped a cotton ball with alcohol. “Every girl?”

“Maybe not every single girl, but he hit on every girl that had the shit luck of making eye contact with him.”

“Oh no. He was that guy.”

“Yeah,” he groaned. “The last one he bothered was with her boyfriend on a date. I tried to tell him! But he wouldn’t listen. He was convinced it was because I wanted to fuck her. I even brought you up!”

“Aww!”

Eren ignored your little remark.

“Fuck. And you know what,” he said, tone bristling with repressed rage. “I wasn’t gonna say anything because Jean was drunk and I don’t even care about what that horsefaced shitdick thinks. But fuck it! He thinks you’re too good for me! Did you know that?”

You swiped his cheek with the cotton pad. A little squeak crawled up Eren’s throat as the alcohol came into contact with his scrape.

“Sorry,” you said softly.”

He looked at you with sad, tired puppy dog eyes, red rimmed from the blunt he shared with Historia and Ymir earlier in the evening.

“‘s okay,’ he mumbled.

His posture grew rounder, softer. A chiropractor would likely have a shit fit had they seen such a shoulder slump but not you. No, even with the little info available you were able to surmise Eren’s immense need to decompress. Why pick on him about his posture when he was already battered and bruised?

You suppressed the urge to tease him and crawled into his lap, straddling him. His Grecian body radiated a pleasant warmth. It felt like home. You brushed a few locks of hair away from his face and gave him a quick peck on the forehead.

“I actually wasn’t aware of that. You know why?” You asked.

“Hm?”

“Because it’s not true. I’m definitely shitty enough to be with you.”

“You have such a way with words,” he groaned as you tended to him. “Anyway, the girl’s boyfriend was pissed to say the least and tried to drag Jean outside the bar by his collar. It all happened so fast I—ouch! If I had been a little quicker…” Eren’s voice trailed off.

His viridescent eyes were pinched shut as you dabbed his face with another cotton ball imbibed with alcohol. Your touch, while gentle, felt like hundreds of needles pricking the apple of his cheek. It was a pain you were familiar with. You tried to be gentle yet thorough. Though each muted moan and wince from Eren made your clit pulse.

“Did the guy fight Jean?”

“He tried. But I got in between them. I thought I talked everyone down but out of nowhere the boyfriend must have heard a sleeper word because he ran at me and punched me in the face twice. The last one sent me into the wall which is why my cheek is all scratched up.”

“What a loser. Did you hit him back?”

Eren half-smirked. “No. Too high for that shit. I was more concerned about not breaking my phone and getting home in one piece. When I saw an out, I took off running.”

“Nooooo. What about Jean?”

The brunette giggled. “Just kidding. I took his phone and got him a Lyft. I did have to push him inside it, but I’m sure everything worked out.”

You couldn’t help but think about Jean fighting his way out of the car in desperate search for unsuspecting women to hit on. You snickered at the thought. Eren placed his hands on the small of your back.

“What’re you laughin’ about?”

“Nothing,” you said, rocking your hips slightly.

His green gaze was penetrating. Even the haze of weed and head trauma couldn’t dull it. Eren’s desire took precedence over all. It was an unrelenting force. You stroked his uninjured cheek.

“Does it hurt? Does it ache at all?”

“Yeah, but I think I know what will make it feel better.”

You rolled your eyes. “And what exactly would that be?”

Eren pressed his semi hard cock against your clothed cunt. He rocked his hips a little, eyes fixed on you, awaiting your reaction. You put your hands on his shoulders and slowly dragged them down his chest, his muscles taut against your palms. You smirked, reciprocated the pressure he provided by grinding up against him.

You pressed your lips against his and sucked lightly on his swollen bottom lip. The metallic taste of blood linger on your tongue as Eren let out a pained groan. He pulled away, betrayal fell upon his face.

“Sorry,” you demurred. “I couldn’t help myself.”

“Alright, enough of that. Get up.”

You slid off of his body. He stood up and tossed you over his shoulder with a swiftness you didn’t think his stoned self was capable of. He carried you to the bedroom and tossed you onto the bed.

“Undress.”

You laid there, unmoving.

Eren sighed. “Undress… please?”

“‘kay.”

You eagerly stripped off your clothes and presented your naked body to him. He followed your lead and disrobed, leaving his clothes in a heap on the floor.

He crawled onto the bed, his ardor riddled gaze fixed on yours. His cock was tumescent, the tip pink and leaking precum. You longed to tongue the tip and savor the sweetness seeping out. He wrapped his hand around the length of his erection and stroked, leaving it slick and glistening.

You spread your legs and draped your arms over his shoulders and ran your hands down his muscled back, dragging your nails along the way. A pained groan fell from his lips. Your hands stopped on the apex of his ass and dug your fingertips into the delicate flesh.

“Too much?” You whispered in his ear.

“It’s fine,” he replied through a clenched jaw.

You gripped his cheeks harder as he slid his cock into your cunt. Eren’s hunger for pain embedded ecstasy into your existence. His hands roamed your body before one found its way to your swollen clit. His thumb encircled it, applying a hint of pressure as he drove his cock further inside you.

The muscles of Eren’s ass tightened as he bottomed out, his balls slapping up against your writhing body. Your fingers dug deeper into his skin, relishing in every groan that grew from the depths of his throat.

“Does it hurt?”

“Ye—yeah it does.”

“Good,” you growled. “That’s what I want to hear.”

You nipped at his neck and ran your tongue along the length of it. The piquant taste of his sweat dancing across your tastebuds. You wanted to lick him clean, get rid of all the sweat, blood, and stress that afflicted his evening. Eren deserved to be worshiped after the fuckery he waded through… Though he’d have to suffer a bit more.

“Shit!” He cried out as you proceeded to bite him.

Your eyes held an impish glint as he pushed your face away from him. He held you down by the shoulders and thrust into you like you were nothing more than a nameless hole. You missed having his thumb pressing on your clit, but this was nothing to complain about. You were on the verge of coming undone regardless.

“‘Ren—fuck—I’m close.”

Eren was silent, too focused on his cock touching your cervix to respond. You cupped his face in your hands and kissed him gently. He welcomed the tenderness even if it took him by surprise. His hips skipped a beat and a trickle of cum entered your cunt. It felt as if the warmth was traveling through your veins, engulfing every inch of your body. Your breathing labored and you struggled to articulate your needs. You wanted to tell Eren how good his cock felt inside you, how happy you were that he was okay, and how badly you wanted to suck on his split lip.

You cried out his name as he pounded his cock into you, the tip now slamming into your cervix. Your body quivered under the weight of his and you felt as if you were ascending.

Eren held you close as your orgasm peaked, whispering the sweetest of words within your ears.

“That feel good, baby? You deserve it after taking such good care of me.”

“E—even though I made you blee—”

A breathy moan interrupted your sentence much to Eren’s enjoyment. He laughed and pulled his cock out, jerking off and aiming his tip at your stomach. He shut his eyes tight as a stream of pearlescent cum coated your skin. He hopped off the bed and grabbed the shirt he had been wearing previously. He wiped away his mess and gazed lovingly at you.

“I could use a shower. Join me?”

“Y—”

He cut you off. “You don’t have a choice.”

“Why ask me then?”

“... Due diligence?”

“I—I don’t think that’s what that means but… alright.”

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