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#i'll go with you quit being a baby nothing is going to eat you bc you smell too bad'
stardustedknuckles · 2 years
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I loved the plot component to the Mighty Nein’s story but god all I can think about right now is that dome, how Caleb almost cried to be able to provide a shelter for them after losing one of their own, how they all slept together and ate together and just lived as inextricable parts of each other’s lives for so much of the campaign. The tower was a love letter both from Liam and from Caleb but the comfort and familiarity of curling up in a pile of limbs and body odor and snoring and that being more of a home than any of them had seen in so long, if ever...it’s so simple but it gets to me. The intimacy of a life lived in tandem is one of the greatest forms love takes and the Nein were just rich with it in a way that seemed so especially healing to watch.
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filmbyjy · 26 days
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husband ff Jake??
OUR LOVE
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a/n: ahhh i’m trying to finish past requests and i’m sorry this took too long 😭 i didn't want to write a too long of a story so this is just a small one. it is also crack bc i was not in my right state of mind to focus 😭
WARNING: mentions of pregnancy, talking about sex and stuff. no smut bc i can't write it anyways.
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“come on noona! it will be fun! travelling around the world with us and of course jake hyung.” sunoo excitedly exclaims.
you could see the excitement that the other boys had. especially, the boy who had his hands placed on your thighs. “please, baby? take it like another honeymoon until we actually have time for one.” jake pouts.
“oh, yeah. we could walk around and show noona some of the places we’ve been too!” jungwon says.
“I don’t know guys…I feel like I would be intruding. after all, I’m not part of enhypen.”
“but you are part of ‘our family’. besides, you and jake hyung are married!” ni-ki says.
you looked at the other boys for reassurance and they seemed okay with it but you still felt bad. they’d have to get an extra ticket if you came along with them and ENGENEs probably didn’t want to see you in their content.
ever since you and jake got married, there had been quite a lot of death threats sent to you. it was so bad to the point that enhypen’s legal team had to step in on behalf of you. despite having a legal team to help you with any threats, it still didn’t stop. you couldn’t even really leave the house without being recognised in the streets and some ‘engene’ yelling at you for stealing their idol from them.
it definitely didn’t help now that you’re pregnant. which was a surprise for jake (and the boys). this is also why you wanted to stay in Seoul. you couldn’t travel around, not when you’re at your early stages of pregnancy. actually, the obstetrician had already explain to you that you could travel around but you didn't want to take the risk.
“I don’t know, boys…” you say. ni-ki pouts. jake grabs your hand and squeezes.
“something wrong, baby? you usually don’t hesitate on hanging out with us. in fact, don’t you love travelling with us?” jake asks in the softest tone possible.
“I’m fine. I just feel scared…what if the ENGENEs find me annoying? I mean, I always somehow appear in your content and like they are forced to see my face. you know some of them don’t even like me.”
“well, first off. those aren't ENGENEs." jungwon says. "no ENGENE would hate on someone who is close to us or is family to us. besides, even if they are 'ENGENEs', they need to learn that jake hyung is happily married to you."
jake hums at jungwon's words. "you're my wife and they should respect that. i still show as much love to ENGENEs despite being married to you." jake tilts his head. "so, baby. you don't have to worry about a thing. i'll protect you and put you first over ENGENEs if they talk bad about you."
"thanks, babe."
"so why can't you travel with us? there must be another reason right?"
you sighed, "i'll tell you and the boys in a few days. don't worry, it's a really good explanation. i promise i'm not lying or trying to avoid it. i just haven't done something."
"now that's just making me more worried, princess." jake pouts.
"it's nothing bad, i promise. give me like 3 days."
"okay, fine. hmm, but in 3 days we'll be at practice the whole day."
"i know, i'll swing by your break as per usual."
the other boys were just as confused as jake but they just kept quiet.
3 days later
you had gone to HYBE to visit the boys like you usually did. you had brought some food, snacks and box with a balloon tied to it. a little extra thing for jake since you were going to reveal to him about your pregnancy. you had placed the food at the pantry so they could eat there.
you had knocked on their practice room door and popped your head in after you heard a 'come in'.
"i brought some food and snacks! come out before the food becomes cold."
the boys wiped their sweat and went out of the practice room. the coffee table was filled with food and snacks. their jaws dropped.
"did you plan this with the staff or something?"
"a little. it's a little reward for working hard for your tour." you say. jake goes over to peck your lips.
"baby, this is amazing! i married and dated the right woman!" jake exclaims. you laughed.
"what's that?" ni-ki points out the box with a balloon tied to it.
"dessert, eat the food first. it's going to be cold."
and so the boys dig into the food. with schedules being packed and having practices for the whole day lately, they were unable to eat such good food. they were thankful you were there to look after them and feed them well like a mom.
"okay, we're done with the food. i want to open the cake!" ni-ki pouts.
"mmm, how about we have jake open the cake and also cut it in the honour of the start of fate tour!" you say. the boys and jake didn't think much of it so they allowed jake to open and cut the cake.
when jake opens the cake box, he was met with the words "i'm going to be a dad!" and the ultrasound picture stuck to the roof of the box. his jaw drops as he slowly looks up at you. the boys looked over his shoulder as they noticed jake's shocked expression. their jaws dropped quickly after processing the words written on the cake.
"surprise." you shyly say.
"you're- holy shit." jake stands up and hugs you tightly. "i'm going to be a dad!!"
"wait wait. this is a lot to process." jay says. "you two have been fucking while we're all at the dorms..."
"no, that's not the main thing. they didn't use a condom! oh my god, you two are freaky!" sunghoon's face scrunches in disgust.
"we don't do it all the time! it was one time and that was to celebrate the day i proposed to her. i booked a hotel for me and (name) because i respected you guys."
"jake's little swimmers are working hard. just do it once and she gets pregnant?" heeseung says.
"why do you have to say it in the most graphic way in front of the younger ones." you hid your face on jake's chest, clearly embarrassed. not a single words were coming out of the younger members' mouths.
"okay, but can we eat the cake..." ni-ki voices out.
"yes, we can." jake says.
and so after the shock, everyone goes to enjoy the cake that you had brought. they cheered for jake and happily congratulated him. since they were going on tour, jake promised to always call and check up on you whenever he could.
and just before he left, both you and him announced to both of your parents that you were expecting. they all had thrilled faces when they realised that they would be grandparents. throughout the whole tour period, you had stayed with your parents as an advise from jake so that in case something happened, your mom would be around.
you were glad to have someone as caring as jake and you couldn't have asked for a better husband than him.
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futurecorps3 · 11 months
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hey babe, i am on my knees begging you pretty pls for a james x reader with big thighs and like a kinda chubby stomach you know??? pls i am begging so much 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻
𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐲!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
Masterlist<3
MINORS STAY AWAY I'LL BLOCK EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU, THIS IS +18!!!
See also… All marauders versions in my marauders masterlist<3
I didn't quite know how to title this since it isn't exactly chubby reader but oh well. HAVING SAID THAT, JAMES IS SUCH A THIGS MAN. Thank you so much nonnie! My body type seems similar to this so this is very much me projecting<3 hope u like it
-Sorry for the strong start but he lives buried between your thighs
-Loves how plush they are!! When he goes down on you, he definitely bites them, squeezes them and makes you close them around his head<3.
-"Jamie I don't wanna hurt ya..." you giggle, seeing his eager hands pushing your thighs together "Oh shut it" barely audible because he's too busy taking care of you
-I've always imagined him being the one marauder with a car...
-HE HOLDS YOUR THIGH WHILE DRIVING UGH
-Gives mindless squeezes to them while taking turns, veiny, long fingers enclosing around the meat on your legs. PLEASE I'm melting.
-Teases you to no end if he's feeling frisky, raising his hand but not quite touching you where you need him
-"You alright there, darling?" glasses crooking slightly as he looks over to the side with a shit-eating smirk, kneading your inner thighs a bit too close to your- yeah.
-Not only while driving!! In class, in the common room, while eating dinner, in the library, when you wear jeans, when you wear skirts, when you're wearing nothing but panties and his jersey.
-He has to touch them.
-Loves how they look when you sit on his lap facing him!!!
-If you get self-conscious (because we all do sometimes), he has two solutions:
-Talk it out to see how he can help or make you sit on his face until you're brainless<3 your choice.
-Praise, praise, praise!!!
-"My pretty baby," "Doing such a good job," "Just relax. Let me take care of you, love." UGH.
-Adores using your tummy as a pillow in movie night with the marauders!!! He can't help himself, it's so soft like :(
-Lives for how you look in tight dresses that show your tummy and the top of your thighs
-Buys you a shit ton of those (partly bc he keeps tearing them up when you get time alone hehe)
-Flared, high-waisted jeans paired with long-sleeved crop tops are also his death sentence
-James Fleamont Potter can't go a day without absolutely drooling over how hot you are. It's a universal truth to him. He wholeheartedly believes there's no one as pretty as you!
-Laying on your thighs/tummy while you play with his hair<3
-Purposely buys skirts one size smaller than your size so they don't fit around your thighs and he can have a better look at them throughout the day
-Can't stop, won't stop for anyone except you.
-Again, if you feel uncomfortable with any of these, he'll gladly refrain. His unmeasured love for your body is just a part of your relationship!!
-If you like the attention, get ready because he'll live there and won't come out unless it's an emergency and, to be frank, very few things are an emergency to James Potter when he's squished between your tummy and thighs<3
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buckgasms · 2 years
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Um hi hello, in response to your Cowboy!Bucky fic, just wow 🥵 I’m going to have to politely request that he hogties us bc we’e been badddd ;o pretty please with sugar on top?
BABY..... You got me goooood with this one.. like 'had to sit down and write it immediately' got me 🥵 I know I'm a whore but dayum I really am a fucking whore...
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Thank you for sending this in and for your lovely kind words, it means the world to me 🥰🥰🥰
Enjoy 🐎
Warnings: bondage, rope play, spankings, oral (m receiving), p in v, dirty talk, he's a COWBOY
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"You just never learn do you darlin?" Bucky growled as he tightened the rope that connected your wrists to your ankles and you whimpered around the gag he had placed in your mouth.
He then hoisted you up and hooked the ropes to a hook that hung down in the middle of the barn. He let go and there you were, dangling in mid-air, totally naked and drooling as he took a moment to spin you around, enjoying his handy work.
As much as you were in deep trouble, there was something very relaxing about being tied up like this. You really didn't have to do anything now, just take whatever Bucky was going to give you and pray you were forgiven by the end of it.
"Why do you always have to do it? Acting like a little slut when you go out as if you don't belong to me? So fucking stupid baby, a little dumb slut..." He landed some slaps to your ass before spinning you around and gripping your face between his hands and bringing your eyes to meet his. "So now I gotta spend an evening reminding you who these little holes belong to, and reminding you of your place, when I could be spending a nice evening eating that little pussy and fucking you like a good girl..."
Tears sprung in your eyes and you whimpered behind the gag as his words hit home. Why did you always do shit like this? Perhaps next time you'd be better you lied to yourself....
He spent a long, long, long time landing spanks all over your quivering body. And you could only watch as he pinched your sensitive nipples and slapped your puffy folds. You begged behind your gag but he just tutted and continued until your skin was throbbing from his work.
"Stop tryna talk your way out of it baby, not interested in what you have to say. I'm gonna use these holes till I'm satisfied and then we'll see about what comes next." You nodded silently and he hummed in approval, hand gliding over you possessively until his crotch was level with your face. You watched with greedy eyes as he unbuckled his belt and pulled out his perfect, thick cock, stroking it a couple of times before tapping your face with it.
"I'm feeling generous baby, I'll let ya lube it up with your mouth before I use it anywhere else, but if you so much as utter a word I'm gonna take it away, ok?" You nod again and look up at him with wide eyes and he briefly strokes your cheek, "atta girl." It wasn't quite 'good girl' but you were getting there.
He removed the gag and promptly filled your mouth with cock, fucking your face relentlessly. You choked and whined, spluttering and drooling whenever he pulled out. He braced himself on the ropes and your body jerked forward, taking him deeper as he thrust in. Your whole body shook with desire as he used your throat. "Fuck baby, such a perfect mouth you got. Using it all wrong, made just for this huh? Gotta learn when to use it and when to keep it closed hmm?"
His words and actions had your pussy walls clenching around nothing and your arousal dripped down until by the time he was ready to use it you were a soaking mess.
"Oh darlin' wish you could see what a mess you've made. This all for me?" You whimper and nod and he strokes a finger through your folds and you cry out, jerking in your restraints. "Easy, easy baby, got a long way to go yet." He teased as you felt his cock line up with your aching hole. "Gonna fill you up properly one of these days" he remarked to himself, dreaming of all the ways he could make you his before sinking in, one smooth thrust that made your eyes roll back in your head.
"That's good baby, good girl, taking me so well" he growled and you couldn't help but preen under his praise, your cries getting louder as the sound of your skin slapping together filled the barn. Everything was aflame as he pounded, bringing you closer to your release. Your silky walls squeezed tight enough to make him stutter his hips and groan. "Not yet darlin, hold on just a little longer sweetheart..." He strained and his thrusts came faster and you yelled out, begging for him to let you come.
"Hold it, hold it" his voice stern and harsh as he rubbed your clit, his thrusts never faltering as you screamed until he finally growled out permission. Your vision went white as your orgasm pushed his cock out and you squirted harder than you ever had in your life. His cock pushed back in and filled you up, his beautiful moans filling the quiet barn as you panted heavily. He kept still inside, but his fingers continued to gently rub your sensitive clit.
"Who do these little holes belong to baby?"
You whimpered your reply and he sped up his fingers.
"And are you gonna remember that next time I take you out?"
This time you choked out a sob mixed with a yes as he fucked you slow, contrasting with his fingers.
"Good girl" he pulled out leaving you to whine and wiggle as he left you hanging both physically and from the need for another orgasm. He spun you around and crouched down, his face level with yours.
"You wanna head back inside now sweet thing?" You pouted and nodded and he pressed a loving kiss to your messy mouth, then peppering your face with more soft kisses.
"Get me hard again, I wanna come in that ass and then we'll see if you deserve to come down after that..."
I need the Lord 🙏🏻
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multi-lefaiye · 9 months
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i remember.
hi. this is some venty ass personal writing that i had to get out of my system. i might delete this in a bit bc i feel weird talking about it, but i also know that i have to just. get this out. and y'know maybe if i try to make something artsy out of this, at least it's worth something.
this is a lot. i do not expect anyone to read it. i also do not expect anyone (especially those of you who are younger) to comfort me about any of this. y'all are not my therapists, and the onus is not on you to be there for me. i'm not upset about this right now and i honestly just... need to get this out.
content warnings: child abuse, physical abuse of a partner, neglect, a brief reference to child sexual abuse, drug use/addiction, emotiomal abuse/gaslighting
when i was about seven years old, my ex mom was almost murdered by her drug dealer/boyfriend, and i saw it happen. it sounds a lot more dramatic than it was. it also sounds fake, even to me.
i don't remember most of it, especially not as a single event. it comes in bits and pieces in my memory. for most of my life, i was convinced it was a dream, a very strangely specific recurring nightmare with no basis in reality.
what did it matter that hearing arguing in the next room is enough to have me trembling like a frightened chihuahua, frozen in place yet overwhelmed with the need to hide? that seeing anger, even not directed at me, is terrifying? that's just me being a coward.
then, when i was sixteen, my aunt called me in tears, apologies tumbling from her lips as she begged for my forgiveness for not intervening sooner. i asked her what she meant, and she said that she and the rest of my ex mom's family knew i was in a dangerous, abusive environment, and yet none of them did anything until my ex mom's boyfriend attacked her. they knew, but they didn't want to get involved or make a big deal about it.
they.
fucking.
knew.
i reexamined that strange nightmare, the bits and pieces i know vs the ones she explained to me as i silently processed the reality that the adults in my life knew something was wrong but didn't act on it. it's certainly easier said than done to react to a situation like that, and apparently my mom asked them not to intervene, but still.
like i said, i don't remember a lot of that day. what i do remember comes to me in flashes, scattered and broken puzzle pieces that don't quite fit into a cohesive narrative until i look closer. sometimes i worry that there isn't a single story there at all, and i'll never really know everything about my own trauma.
i remember the weeks leading up to that incident (what a clinical term, so detached). weeks of my mom drifting in and out of reality, not really being there to take care of me. i missed school a lot. i didn't eat much. i was left alone quite a bit. my mom's boyfriend sometimes took care of me when he stopped by. i wish i remembered his name. his face. anything more than his hands.
i remember losing a baby tooth one day while eating breakfast while my ex mom and her boyfriend talked in the next room. i looked at the baby tooth in my palm and felt a rush of giddy excitement--how grown up losing a baby tooth made me feel--and i ran to tell them right away. they congratulated me with thin smiles and tight voices, and they asked me to go play in my room and let the adults keep having an important talk. my ex mom had tears in her eyes. her boyfriend's hand was clenched into a fist where it rested on the table.
i remember someone putting a hand on me between my legs, and i remember being scared. i remember that it hurt. i didn't know where my ex mom was, but i remember being told to keep it a secret with a warm smile and a wink. just between us. i remember being given a cupcake and told to watch cartoons for a while.
i remember endless days of my ex mom lying listlessly in the house, pupils blown wide as she laughed about nothing. my friends' parents never seemed to like her, but they never told me why. i spent a lot of nights at my friends' houses, i think.
i remember hearing an argument. my ex mom was screaming and crying. her boyfriend was screaming back. i was scared, but i wanted to make sure my ex mom was okay. this was a common enough occurrence that i didn't think anything was wrong, but i wanted to give her a hug.
i remember walking into the room and seeing my ex mom on the floor, her hands shielding her head as her boyfriend loomed over her. there was broken glass on the floor and the furniture was in disarray. i think she was bleeding. i asked what was happening. her boyfriend told me to go back to bed.
i remember my ex mom telling me to call for help, to call my grandparents.
i remember him moving to grab me before i could do that, hands reaching like jagged talons to snatch up my skinny little arms in a bruising grip.
i remember running back to my room and closing the door with a slam, locking it immediately. he followed, but he didn't try to break in. there was no phone in my room, after all. no need to worry i'd call someone.
i remember curling up on my bed and staring at the TV, trying to focus on cartoons to drown out the pounding of the blood in my ears.
i remember there being more shouting, furious and terrified screams shaking me and the house to our foundations. the front door slammed, and it was quiet. everything was silent. hours later, i got the courage to leave my room, and i saw my ex mom and her boyfriend were gone.
my ex mom was missing for at least a day, maybe longer. she was found later, broken and battered and barely alive, and taken to a hospital. she was delirious from the pain and there were talks of sending her to rehab while she dealt with the withdrawals from the cocktail of drugs in her system. before they could, she called my aunt and told her where i was.
my aunt came to get me some time later. she packed me a suitcase and drove me to my grandparents' house. for a few weeks, i stayed with them. i remember waking up before dawn every day to drive two hours to school, just to be berated by teachers who were furious i was too exhausted to pay attention. i remember not knowing where my ex-mom was. i remember being so scared all the time.
at some point, my ex mom left rehab. later, i found out that there were talks of sending me to foster care. my ex mom didn't want that to happen, because then my dad would know what happened, so she was going to take me back.
my aunt came back to talk to my grandparents. she spoke to them in a low voice, one i couldn't hear from the other room, and said they needed to get me out of there. for once, they decided not to stand idly by.
i remember a long drive to my dad, a whole state away. i remember him holding me tight, trembling with rage as my aunt told him what happened. i remember being confused, because no one told me where my ex-mom was. my dad told me not to worry about that.
years and years later, i asked my ex mom about all of this. (i wasn't yet calling her my ex mom, but soon i realized the term fit very well.) i asked what happened, and i asked why no one protected me. protected either of us.
she told me i was a liar, that i was a self-righteous, attention-seeking moron looking for sympathy by pretending i was abused. i didn't know what i was talking about, and i had to get over myself and understand that the world didn't revolve around me, the perfect little victim who never did anything wrong. i was against her, just like my aunt, just like my grandparents just like my dad. she just hoped i'd never go through anything like what she did, so i'd never have to realize that no one was going to help me.
(i was a fucking child, i wanted to scream. the words were stuck in my throat. i was a fucking child.)
we haven't spoken in years now.
i don't know how to end this. i call her my ex mom, but she's still out there. still connected to me, if perhaps very distantly. i don't know where she is anymore.
i don't know where i am either sometimes.
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some27-url · 2 years
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Writer Chat Tag Game!
Some spoilers for my writing below!
I was tagged by @possumteeths 😗
What us your total posted wordcount on AO3?
307,786
Do you have a routine for writing?
I've dabbled with different ways to get *in the zone* and actually put out good words without getting derailed, but there isn't anything solid. My best performing routine is: put baby down to sleep, IMMEDIATELY lock self in a room away from husband and animals, chug a coke zero and eat two pieces of candy. This almost always results in me managing to start really writing within, like, an hour and a half? Which means I'll get in like 45 minutes of actually writing before it's time to take care of the baby again.
What are your favorite tropes/pairings
Bodyguard romance, ofc
And there was only 👏 one 👏 bed 👏
Unrequited love that's actually totally requited.
Pairings where one person romanticizes the other to the point that they miss/ignore enormous red flags, hopefully making the reader a little uncomfortable :) like with Princess Leo being an unrepentant liar and Deacon literally killing innocent people to protect Whisper from an imagined danger. (He has to be sure though, right?) I guess I just like to show that you never quite know what someone else is thinking and that anything can happen and that the world is a spooky place.
Do you have a favorite fic of yours?
Deacon/Whisper might be my current fave. RJ and Leo will always hold a special place in my heart, though.
Your fic with the most kudos?
Inclusions is at 169! Weee!
Anything you don't like about your writing?
Some of the background characters are flatter than I'd like. I try to write them as if I had a binder full of backstory workd out for each one without actually having a binder full of backstory worked out for each one, which means that... well, continuity can be a nightmare at times and so not everyone gets the best treatment I can give.
I also wish I could be more descriptive, I just have a hard time knowing what to include. I try to include as little as possible bc nothing turns me off to a reading experience faster than like a fit check followed by an in-depth description of their appearance followed by the precise degree of the angle at which they have cocked their hip out like!! No one is going to notice all that about someone unless they are fucking creepily obsessive with zero tact!! For someone to notice every thing about every outfit and every setting and every expression all the time? It's an automatic DNF in my mind. Too much mental work for me to imagine things precisely the way the author sees it and I have to assume I'm not the only one that feels that way so i dont write that way... But still I could stand to paint a clearer picture at times. Just because I know where the desk is in the room doesn't mean everyone does, etc.
Oh and too many of my sentences start with nouns/pronouns. That is something I specifically look for in later stages of editing but sometimes it's like pulling teeth to fix because, again, I have an almost pathological aversion to detail.
Now something you do like?
Something I've really focused on improving and which I feel I've improved a great deal is pacing during sex scenes. It's hard to draw out the prose long enough to make the reader really live in the moments that are... simple but repetitive? Lol. But it's something that bothered me enough about the first scenes I wrote that I honed in on the skill and I feel like I write some damn good stuff now! Even if it's kinda fucked up sometimes! And it's funny bc I decided to start writing fanfic unsure that I would even write any smut at all. I thought I'd be too embarrassed and I looked at writing fic as a way to develop skill so I could write original YA fiction someday. HA!!
Also, allowing the narrator's internal voice to bleed into their dialogue the way i do is something that I am very proud of bc it's what's allowed me to even write words in the first place. It was the change in my approach to writing that allowed me to actually complete and be proud of a scene for the first time, and I feel like its sort of unique and therefore engaging, so... Win/win.
I am tagging @danses-with-dogmeat and @twosides--samecoin and @pumpkinov !
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hyunverse · 1 year
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ur so right that totally makes sense. i am such a hopeless romantic and i swear that’s one of the things that makes me so attracted to hyunjin. like he’s just so emotionally intelligent yk ?? he just gets it. and i love that he shows his love for things (love itself specifically) through his artwork. i’ve always done the same so it’s so nice to have an idol that i feel like is so similar to me yk? he’s 100% a man written by a woman
okay it’s also wednesday where i am and i’m in the est time zone so we’re or 13 hours apart i think ??? i know absolutely nothing about time zones but i know that’s in the uk LOL (which is so cool btw. i have a lot of family in the uk bc my dad is an immigrant from australia and his parents were immigrants from the uk and malta) ALSO so cool you’re also an older sibling, how many siblings do you have? i have two bio and three half ^_^ and def never hurts to ask imo 😏 skz is skz 😏
you made me blush 🤭🤭 i feel like i could talk to you about anything too. even tho we literally just met i’m already so comfy w you. what’s ur zodiac sign ?? that always makes more sense for me when i get along so well w ppl >:)
AND YES CAN WE PLS TALK ABOUT HYUNJIN W THE PIERCINGS 😩. listen, edited or not, the tongue piercing is gonna do it for me every time. and then. the surprise belly button one. dude. i screamed. AND STRAWBERRY BLONDE MINHO PLS BRING IT HERE. and yes seungmin at mama awards was so good like we need to see more forehead from him. it always makes him look older i feel like, which is such a good thing bc i can find him sexy instead of just absolutely adorable. in the recent racha vlog w the maknaes, i was actually baffled at how effortlessly perfect seungs hair is. like he just flicks it back and it looks like it took 45 mins to style it ??? how ??? and why not me ??? blue hyune and seungmin would kill me. but i will say, if we got blue han again…. i don’t think i’d survive. like genuinely i would pass out. and yes let’s pls go on a little expedition and raid all their shampoo so we can get what we want 😇😇😇
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ME TOO STOP I'M LIKE, THE BIGGEST HOPELESS ROMANTIC I KNOW LOL i'm the type to write love letters and i feel like hyunjin would get me. i long to receive love letters tbh ☹️ i've never received flowers. i've never received even a love note without having to beg for it and it SUCKS. so i decided to screw men and stan hwang hyunjin instead <3 call me a girlboss or wtv!!!
13 HOURS APART??? i'll cry RN. me and my beloved moots always have such huge timezone difference, not u too my love </3 the universe is unfair </3 ooo is it snowing rn where u are? my british oomfs' places r snowing and god, it seems so magical to me. malaysia doesn't experience the four seasons, so i've never experienced neither winter or autumn lol. alwaaays summer here. i've always dreamt of studying in the uk, oxford or cambridge specifically. hopefully i'll get to one day! reaaaally wanna experience snow hehe. i have two siblings!! a little brother and a little sister. they are a pain in my ass but i'd give my kidney to them tbh. u have quite a lot of siblings omg T_T how do u cope T_T
AAA I'M SOFTT U R SO CUTE <3__<3 i'm a leo! i'm not really one to believe in astrology but i will listen 2 any of ur rambles abt it hehe.
NO CS LIKE WHEN I SAW THE BELLY BUTTON PIERCING. I. HAD. TO. PAUSE. WAS FLABBERGASTED AND STARING AT THE SCREEN LIKE? HWANG HYUNJIN? WHAT IS THIS BEHAVIOUR? JHDNJHBD AND it's so funny that ure mentioning seungmin's forehead too cs like, jokingly (maybe not really jokingly) i put "i want to see more of seungmin's forehead" as my new years resolution ^__^ it's a valid resolution ok. i gotta do what i gotta do 🤓 the racha log was so heart-warming 🥹 just our boys being boys. playing games together. super duper wholesome, i melted at the sight, especially jeongin 🥹 baby bread just eating some fries while playing. so so endearing. ure right, seungmin's hair is effortlessly beautiful. wonder how it would be like to run my fingers through his hair. . . 💭 lets go im driving to da cuties dorm and we are gonna blast skz the whole time, baby!
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moririki · 3 years
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⤷ AN EIGHT-LEGGED PROBLEM
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OIKAWA TOORU & SAKUSA KIYOOMI & HAIBA LEV & MIYA ATSUMU X READER -> 1.8K
you save your boyfriend from a massive problem which is currently in the corner of your bathroom )
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REQUEST -> n/a
CONTAINS -> spiders, bugs, you picking up said creepy crawlies, hq boys being no! help! at! all! (but that's ok bc we love them for it), fanon-ish sakusa cos i haven't read the manga and he had like 5 seconds of screen time so i'm just going off of what i've read + seen, clear favouritism despite the fact that i know basically nothing about sakusa, manga timeskip spoilers in sakusa's
MORI'S THOUGHTS -> haven't seen one where the reader is the one in the relationship who takes care of bugs so since i'm a #girlboss who throws spiders out of my room whenever i see them without breaking a sweat i'm writing that into a fun lil thing with the haikyuu boys that i strongly believe are scared of bugs. also besides the point but look at the pretty colour palette that their banners make fjfjfjdj will go back to writing the requests after this! inspiration just struck
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❍ OIKAWA TOORU
-> omg this fucking guy
-> don't let his pride fool you this man HATES bugs with a burning passion
-> he'll never admit it though
-> between you and the aoba johsai team he would never hear the end of how the great king oikawa would cower at the sight of a moth doing laps around a lightbulb
-> so when you pretended not to hear the shriek that left your boyfriend when he saw something flying around the bathroom light and he declined your offer to get rid of the moth for him, this left oikawa in a pretty difficult situation
-> it was just him alone in the bathroom, trying to brush his teeth while eyeing the bug warily
-> you came in a few minutes later, getting ready to go to bed as well
-> "you know, babe, that moth's been there for quite a while," you teased him
-> oikawa hummed in response, his eyes never leaving it as it continued its circumnavigation of the light fixture
-> "oh, you know. who am i to kick someone out of their home? i'm no monster"
-> you almost snorted at how poor of an excuse that was, but ruffled your boyfriend's hair anyway
-> "i'll take care of it, ru, you just finish getting ready"
-> "but y/n-chan, that moth has feelings! don't be mean to it!"
-> you gave tooru a very blank stare at that
-> "so do you want me to leave you alone with your new friend?"
-> "......no"
-> "that's what i thought"
-> you went up to the moth, managing to trap it in your hands before releasing it from a window
-> oikawa shuddered as you came back to the sink, giving your hands a quick rinse before resuming with brushing your teeth like nothing had happened
-> "you're so brave, my love"
-> "anything for you, babe"
❍ SAKUSA KIYOOMI
-> bless this poor boy
-> so it's no secret that sakusa isn't the fondest of germs
-> and that extends to bugs and spiders too
-> besides a normal amount of disgust that he held for them, the thought of where the insects had been or placed one of their many feet on never failed to make his skin crawl
-> that's where you, his wonderful significant other, comes in
-> as much as he loves you, he just can't understand how you always stared at bugs with wonder in your eyes
-> you'd even pick them up, cooing at the way they crawled up your arm while sakusa just stared at you in disbelief with a can of bug spray in hand
-> tonight was one of those swelteringly hot summer nights
-> you know, the ones where the air seems to be still no matter how many windows you open and every insect in a mile radius is actively trying to enter your home
-> you were spending the night at your boyfriend's apartment, ready to have a relaxing night in with him since your schedules had finally synced up and allowed you both to enjoy a day off at the same time
-> it took months of trust before sakusa finally admitted to you how much he enjoyed doing skincare
-> so whenever you two spent the night together, you decided to start the evening with some face masks and idle binging of a tv show
-> against his half-hearted protests, you had insisted that sakusa wore a headband while this happened (one that had a very cute duck face printed on it)
-> just to keep the curls out of his face, of course
-> whenever he caught you sneaking a candid of him with facemask and duck headband on, he just shot you a halfhearted glare and threatened you to never send that to atsumu or the rest of the msby team
-> (you set it as your home screen instead)
-> anyways, i digress
-> so tonight you decided to cool down from the heat with a few facemasks and cuddling in your boyfriend's heavily air conditioned living room
-> but he kept all his skincare stuff in the bathroom, so you went to go get them as he set up a show to watch along with some snacks
-> you flicked on the light, going to his cabinet when something in the corner of the room caught your eye
-> there was a fairly large spider, desperately trying to crawl up the smooth tile wall
-> you decided to take pity on it and release it
-> but when you had it cupped safely in your hands, you decided to terrorise your poor boyfriend just a little
-> "hey, omi, look what i found!"
-> your boyfriend perked up at your signature nickname for him, though his eyes narrowed as he saw your clasped hands held in front of you
-> "no"
-> "but baby, you haven't even seen-"
-> "no"
-> you giggled at how defensive he had become
-> "come on, don't you want to name it? it's very cute"
-> "i want you to throw it out, y/n"
-> "alright, alright"
-> you took the spider to a window, releasing it back outside before heading back to the bathroom and grabbing a few masks for real this time
-> sakusa gave you the cold shoulder as you sat down next to him, humming as you gave him a face mask and putting it on without a word
-> "aww, baby, i'm sorry"
-> "..."
-> "i'll give you a head massage if you stop ignoring me?"
-> sakusa turned to you, his eyes narrowed in thought as he stared you down
-> the act soon broke, though, and he smiled against the sheet mask that was on his face
-> "it better be a good one," he huffed as he tugged the duck headband off, already sighing at the sensation of your fingers against his scalp
-> "omi, come on, what do you take me for?"
❍ HAIBA LEV
-> ngl lev gives off equal amounts of being terrified of like the tiniest spider or just finding bugs insanely cool vibes
-> it's funnier to imagine this 6-foot-something guy scramble away from a fucking crane fly in terror though so this is how it's going to play out
-> when you invited your giant of a boyfriend to your flat, you didn't anticipate just how small he made everything appear
-> he even towered in your doorway, having to stoop to step through into your hall
-> "woahh, i love your place!"
-> it was his first time staying over for the night, and lev was making sure to drink in every aspect of your interior design
-> you found it sweet of him, and watched as he stared in wide-eyed wonder at the little trinkets you had collected over the years to make your small apartment seem more like a home
-> you didn't expect him to scream at the top of his lungs and practically run back to you, though
-> you jumped at the sound, watching as he scrambled away from your lamp and pointed back at it with a shaking finger
-> you squinted at it, making out the very menacing form of a crane fly as it bumped into the lampshade and continued on its path
-> "lev, you big baby," you giggled, heading to the kitchen to grab a glass and trap it
-> "y/n, don't leave me alone with it!" he yelped, and you rolled your eyes at his antics
-> you came back, smoothly capturing the insect and throwing it out of a nearby window
-> lev was sat on your couch the whole time, hands covering his eyes as he curled in a ball
-> "is it gone?" he asked, and you you giggled at how childlike he was acting at the moment
-> "it's all good, baby" you smoothed his hair and lev gratefully leaned into your touch, a sigh of relief leaving him
-> "thank you, y/n"
-> "i'll get rid of all the bugs in the world for you, lev"
❍ MIYA ATSUMU
-> gives off the vibes that he used to eat bugs as a child i'm sorry but
-> have mercy on his soul lmao
-> so twins are supposed to be identical right?
-> anyone who spends more than a few minutes around the miya twins know that that's a complete fucking lie
-> and you've had the misfortune of being friends with them for a very long time
-> like your mums were friends and you were all born around the same time
-> you've been pulled into their shit before you could walk or talk
-> so you're well aware of just how different these mfs are
-> even though they were both absolute bastards, osamu always had a slightly more mellowed out approach which would always end up with atsumu getting the blame for what they got up to
-> especially as a child, osamu loved to terrorise his twin with the unwilling help of you
-> one of the ways was through osamu exploiting one of his twins' fears
-> that being bugs and spiders
-> he always cackled at the sight of atsumu screaming and trying to run away from him due to the spider he was holding
-> as they both grew up, this became less of a frequent thing for osamu to do
-> you also somehow started dating atsumu, but nobody could exactly pinpoint a moment that signified a beginning to your relationship
-> but since you're dating the world's biggest manchild in disguise, and osamu gets annoyed with atsumu quite easily, you would have to swoop in to rescue him from time to time
-> recently the twins had been getting a little snappy with each other, and it had yet to sort itself out
-> from what you had heard your boyfriend was in the wrong this time, but you still listened to him whine and rant about it
-> you were going to the inarizaki school gym to say hi to your boyfriend and best friend before practice started, only to see absolute chaos unfolding
-> with kita yet to arrive, the twins were effectively unleashed and that much was clear with the way atsumu was practically screaming his head off as he ran around the gym
-> your eyes took in the rest of the players- aran had his head in his hands, suna was snickering with his phone out to record the newest miya twin fight, and osamu's deranged laugh could be heard above everything else as he chased his brother, hand held out in front of him
-> only one thing was capable of making atsumu scream like that, so you already knew what was happening
-> atsumu quickly spotted you hovering in the doorway, and made a beeline to where you were
-> his eyes were panicked, and you were quick to wrap him in a hug as you shot osamu a nasty glare over his shoulder
-> literally this lmfao
-> "that's enough, 'samu"
-> your best friend paused, before a smile spread across his face as he dangled the centipede in front of him
-> "you know it was rubber, right?"
-> you felt your boyfriend tense in your arms and you bit your lip to stifle a small giggle
-> but at least they would be back to normal by the end of today
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syubub · 4 years
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BTS SOULMATES WORST HABIT/ QUALITY
Disclaimer: This is for entertainment purposes and only my interpretation of the cards. Do not take it as fact~
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Anon, I love this very much!! Thank you for requesting it!
Seokjin
I got: 7 of wands rev., Take a fucking trip ( Go see some shit. Do some new things. Talk to people cooler than you.), Stop obsessing ( You are not the centre of the fucking universe)
So. This person tends to get overwhelmed easily and can be a bit of a workaholic at times.
This is someone who gets so so so focused their failures and faults and stuff that they kinda become blinded by that
I pulled a clarity and got 9 of swords.
This really is someone who spirals in anxiety when things aren't going well and likely snaps at the people around them.
Its absolutely unintended but when they get overwhelmed they kinda detatch from the world and they can only see as far as their nose.
Likely gets so in their head that they forget things about other people and it can come off as being very self-centered, cold, bitchy ect.
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Yoongi
Lol
A lot of cards came out.
We have: 2 of cups, Drop the fucking ego. (Vulnerability is hot as fuck.), Ask a fucking expert. (Don't rely on your friends or the Internet. Listen to a damn professional.), Stop fucking whining. (No one wants to listen to that shit. Complaining makes you weak. You have the strength to change your world-so do it.), You need a good fucking cry. (Get the ugly cry on. Let that shit go. Your soul will thank you.)
They tend to romanticize life to the point that they think that something will come and change their life for them
But that isn't how shit works
They have mad issues with getting vulnerable and admitting that they are struggling or that they aren't happy where they are.
Emotionally constipated lol
Definitely has a hard time letting other people in bc of trust issues
They don't really outwardly emote often so it all builds up.
They think that independence means you can't look for guidance and thats bad
Very much ignoring the work they have to do to get to where they want to be but still pretending like they are getting closer to it
Ugh
They have a lot of shit to work out in the emotions department
They also seem to just have a general lack of grounding.
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Hoseok
Oki
I got: 10 of swords rev., the tower, Stop talking. (Shut your mouth and listen.) Winning. (You got a good thing going. Don't ruin that shit.)
This is someone who can't keep their foot out their fucking mouth.
Dear god.
Its all good intentions but they say way more than they need too and it can ruin things for them.
They also can be too open.
They also resist change too much.
They fear self change.
They couldn't give a shit about external change but breaking old habits and old patterns is something they just don't like to do
So as a result they don't ever challenge their views internally.
This can leave them with a shaky foundation (putting off that tower moment) of old views and outdated information.
This can make them pretty damn judgmental at times.
They just need to let the tower moment happen and reasses all of their beliefs to figure out what they truly stand for and who they are, not just what has been forced in them (societal, parental. Even friends)
Also likely gullible
EMBRACE INNER CHANGE
Jesus, you're gonna give me a fuckin migraine
Its frustrating because THEY KNOW WHAT THEY HAVE TO DO BUT THEY JUST DON'T WANT TO
I feel bad for your guides, hobi's soulmate.
JUST DO IT
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Namjoon
...
I got: Hanged man rev., 2 of swords, What the hell are you waiting for? Get that shit done. (If you were waiting for a sign-well, here it ucking is.), Don't believe every shitty thought you have. (Thoughts can be lying, sneaky bastards)
This is a procrastinator.
They tend to avoid things when they are faced with things that are unpleasant or even really good.
They are frustratingly doing nothing.
Big big big avoider.
STOP DOING THAT
Doesn't really want to do better.
They are content where they are for the simple reason that they don't want to experience discomfort by actively going after what they truly want in life
THIS DOESNT HELP ANYONE
They are also VERY passive when they are procrastinating
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Jimin
Bring it.
We have: The magician, You are loved. (You are here for a reason. Don't fuck it up.), Have you eaten? (Your acting like a big ass baby. You need food in your belly. Either fucking taco.)
Well okay then.
I think this ties into jimins soulmate reading so I won't go too indepth about that part. You can read his soulmate reading here (x)
BUT
The thing that makes this their worst quality/ worst habit is because they have every tool and all of the want to help their situation but just don't?
And specifically another thing is that no matter how much someone tells this person that they love them, that they are important and that they matter, this person DOESN'T BELIEVE IT. The actively try to convince themselves otherwise.
Actively
On purpose
Because they don't know what else is a personality trait.
Again go read jimins soulmate read.
It's not that anyone blames them for this or anything but they actively reject help at times and get pissy about their situation.
You know what you need to do to fix your shit. Do it. Don't use it as your fucking personality.
You are more than that.
Dear god.
Theres a lot to say here.
Whatever situation it is, they are so stubborn and determined to do shit on their own and they have every resource but they are scared to lose a defining trait.
Ugh
I have a lot I want to say about this but I'll leave it here.
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Taehyung
Oki oki
10 of wands, 2 of cups, you're giving too many fucks. (Give zero) and figure shit out on your own.
So this is someone how tends to overwork themselves.
They don't really know when to quit? They seem to be very determined but to their own detriment at times.
They also tend to carry the burden in any social relationship. People tend to use them?
They go along with it because they have a lot to offer and a lot to give and don't always have the boundaries to keep people from taking advantage of them.
They honestly just give too many fucks.
They value human connection so much that they will let themselves be a fucking doormat.
They feel very isolated even though they aren't (when I do the second soulmate read I think I'll have some more about this then)
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Jungkook
Oki
We have: the tower, 7 of swords, eat your fucking vegetables. (Eat some shit made by mother nature), dont talk to anyone. Don't look at anyone. (You need some fucking time alone. And you know why)
First thing. I heard, "The diet of a child" and then "gamer girl" umm.
I have 2 things.
1. They take bad care of themselves when they go through a rough patch and the trend sneak away from everything (probably lie to get out of whatever obligations or do some sneaky shit) and eat fucking lunchables and kids cuisine microwave dinners with energy drinks exclusively
2. They tend to be ridiculously picky irl. Or just can't cook for shit so they only eat coffee pot Ramen.
Pull yourself together.
Their worst habit is withdrawing from everything when things get rough.
They don't take care of themselves and they drink Monster energy drinks like a scene kid from 2010.
That's gross.
Pls stop
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xmxisxforxmaybe · 5 years
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28 & 61-Snafu, let's go with smutty if you can. But I'll leave it in your hands. 😉👍
Snafu and smut . . . not an IF, but a WHEN ; ) And I feel like I should maybe apologize bc this is just filthy and it’s filthy in first person so I could try something a little different.
Warnings: Full smut ahead, so under 18s, away with ye!
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To say I was pissed was an understatement.
 First of all, I had to look at Merriell, or rather, Snafu as he is called continually in front of this lot, in a tuxedo all night from ten tables away. He was so busy being a good groomsman for Eugene that he didn’t have time to even acknowledge me. And, even from a distance, it was clear Mer loved this kind of attention, loved being the one to crack jokes and get big laughs.  
 Being a good friend to Gene on his wedding day was not what made me angry. What pissed me off was that he looked so good in that tux. Normally, I felt that Merriell had the strongest libido out of the two of us, but tonight, I felt like my skin was on fire, like there was this constant, burning ache that needed to be satiated. And every time I looked at him, smiling, laughing, teasing Gene, I got so antsy, like I just wanted to grab Mer and drag him into a closet.
 God, I’m such a slut!
 I blame him entirely for this. The pleasure that man gives me really has made me a slut for him. And right now, this slut is none too happy that Merriell has a wispy little Southern belle as a dance partner.
 I know, I know. Groomsmen duties, but come on. Now I have to watch him being polite, throwing that smile at that poor little girl who looks like she’s been hit by a thunderbolt, gazing up at Mer with loving eyes.
 Merriell Shelton would destroy her; he’s entirely too much man for a delicate, sheltered flower like her.  
 God, I want him to destroy me right now—just take me. Right on the dance floor. We can make history and get arrested for fucking like animals in the middle of a proper, Southern wedding.
 What the fuck is he doing now? Jesus. He’s trying to kill me.
 As if watching him dance wasn’t bad enough now he’s eating cake. What I wouldn’t give to be serving him my cake right at this very—fuck me raw. There’s icing on the corner of his mouth. I watch him take another bite, then another before he notices it, snaking out his tongue first, then reaching one those strong, perfect fingers up to swipe off the frosting and—
 Merriell Shelton is making eye contact with me as he puts that goddamn finger of his in his mouth and sucks.
 I’m going to kill him.
 But only after he’s nearly fucked the life out of me.  
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 Pacing. I’m pacing in our hotel room because after that little shit licked the cake icing off his finger, he winked at me.
 And then he pointed upstairs, and I didn’t need him to point twice. I almost knocked the last of my drink over as I whipped my wrap off the back of my chair and damn ran to the elevator.
 He’s making me wait on purpose—I know this game because he knows the effect he has on me. He’s conditioned me, like fucking Pavlov. A tux, some smiling, a little dancing, and one single finger in his mouth and I’m damn near panting.
 Well, if he’s going to take his merry time, I’m not going to wait.
 I eased out of my heels and slipped my dress off, tossing it over a chair. I looked at myself in the mirror, pleased with how my stockings and garter look along with my bra—all black and lacy and delicate.
 I felt sexy.
 And definitely bold enough to just sliiiiide my fingers beneath the waist band of my panties and touch—
 “Hold it, darlin’,” Merriell’s voice sounded from somewhere near the door and I froze.
 I’m still standing in front of the mirror, watching myself, but as Mer stepped closer and came into view, my hand continued its trajectory.
 I smirked as I watched his mouth open, whether from arousal or from disbelief, I wasn’t sure, but I ignored him anyway.
 I brushed against my clit and bit my lip as I watched his mirror eyes shift from my face to the juncture between my thighs.
 I didn’t want to close my eyes because I wanted to see if what I was doing to him was even just a fraction of what he had done to me all night, but I needed to close them for effect. As soon as I shut my eyes, I breathed in a soft, sexy voice, “Snaaafuuu,” purposefully elongating the vowels to draw out the moment.
 I gasped as Mer’s hands grabbed my hips, pulling me against his body and holding me firmly in place. His movement was so fast and so rough that my hand jostled right out of my panties.
 “Wha’ didja call me?” he breathed into my ear.
 “Snafu,” I said, arching my brow and meeting his eyes in the mirror.
 One hand was still on my hip, but the other had snaked up to grasp my jaw.
 I continued, “That’s who you are when you’re with them. That’s what they all call you.”
 “Don’ use words ya don’ undastand, baby girl.”
 “I know what it means,” you shot back, watching as Mer’s eyes darkened in the mirror. “I asked around.”
 Merriell still hadn’t moved, still hadn’t released me and the throbbing between my legs was now a maddening crescendo with every press of his fingers into my skin and with every whispered word that vibrated through his chest.
 “Is dat what ya want? Ya want Snafu to fuck you like the hot little slut ya are?”
 “Yes,” I said, firm and clear.
 “Hands and knees. On the bed, right on the edge—no, leave those stockin’s on,” he said as I had moved to unclasp my garters.  
 I positioned myself just as he commanded. I honestly hadn’t thought it were possible to get any more wet, but the sight of him shrugging out of his coat, then unbuttoning his shirt and leaving it on but hanging open, shot another wave of desire right through me. Mer—Snafu, I corrected in my head, kicked off his shoes and toed off his socks before moving behind me.
 It was such a loss for me, being unable to see him, but soon his hands were on me, running down my back and over the strap of my bra, running along the edges of my panties, his fingers sliding under the garter straps to tease the skin there. And then, I realized he was slowly folding back the edges of my underwear, revealing more and more of my ass, bunching up the light material until it was firmly between my cheeks.
 He reached out with both hands and grasped and squeezed my ass before pulling me back to tease me by grinding our hips together.
 I moaned, delighted at the bit of friction, but Snafu pulled back, landing a sharp smack on my right ass cheek.
 “Oh!” I cried out and I could feel the heat rising in my face, coloring my cheeks.
 “S,” he said. “What’s S?”
 It took me a minute to figure out what he was asking, but then I remembered what got me into this position.
 “Situation—oh, fuck!” I said as his hand came down, this time on my left cheek.
 “N,” he grunted.
 “Normal,” I breathed, my ass clenching, waiting for the sting that came to my right cheek again.
 “A.”
 “All—fuck, yes!” I said through the sting that followed.
 “F,” he said, his voice low and thick with a gravelly lust.
 “FUCKED!” I screamed as he didn’t hesitate and brought both hands down on both cheeks.
 “U.”
 “Up,” I whispered, bracing for the next spank, but it didn’t come. Instead, I could feel his hands gently rubbing over the marks I knew were on my ass.
 “Good girl,” he whispered before gently kissing each cheek.
 My body was so tight, so ready to be unwound that my arms and legs were trembling.
 Snafu worked to unhook the garters that held up my stockings and undid the clasp on my belt. I heard the tink of the metal hitting something as he tossed the garter belt away.
 He pushed my nylons down until they met the bed, running his fingers up and down my thighs, making me shiver from the contrast of his earlier smacks.
 I wanted desperately to relieve the pressure on my arms and at least get on my elbows, but I wasn’t about to move until I received another instruction. Snafu was different, quieter, unpredictable and I didn’t want to do anything to end this particular game early.
 After reaching up to unclasp my bra, Snafu was ready to give me another order.
“On ya back,” he said.
 I shifted my position, shucking my bra off as I moved. Snafu reached down to finish removing my nylons and all that was left were my panties.
 Snafu made quite a slow show taking the rest of his clothes off, which was exactly on par with how all of the teasing this evening had gone.
 I watched his muscles move as he pulled each arm out of the tight sleeves of the dress shirt, and then I watched as his forearms flexed as he unbuckled the trousers.
 Of course that slut wasn’t wearing underwear and he looked at me, eyes hooded with lust and his lips forming an open-mouthed smirk.
 “Tell me ya need me,” Snafu said as he stood naked in front of me.
 “I need you, Snafu. Desperately,” I moaned as I dipped my hand beneath my waistband again.
 “Show me,” he said.
 I wiggled out of my panties, tossing them away with my foot. I reached back between my legs, my thighs pushed together for much needed friction when Snafu interrupted by firmly pushing my thighs apart.
 “Show me,” he said, a dangerous edge in his voice.
 I bit my lower lip and kept my legs spread. I felt incredibly exposed, which did nothing to stop the flow of my arousal. Even I was shocked to find my fingers immediately coated with slickness. I found I really did want to show him what he did to me, how much I needed him.
 I spread my outer lips with two of my fingers while I reached right into my center with another, spreading as much moisture as I could gather. The look in Snafu’s eyes told me I was showing him exactly what he wanted to see. It was hard to see much more than his face from this angle, but I imaged that his cock was rock hard.
 I moved my slick fingers to my clit and began to slowly rub, alternating between little circles and longer rubs. As Snafu watched, I could see his arm tense and start moving as he worked his cock.
 He watched me like a hawk, and I knew, I fucking knew he was going to stop me before I could orgasm, so I tried to hide my body’s reaction, tried to tamper down my breathing and my moans so he wouldn’t know I was so close, so fucking close—
 “No,” Snafu said with that same tone.
I growled in frustration and Snafu laughed, a sharp, breathy little laugh.
 “Tell me ya need me,” Snafu repeated.
 “Please, please, Snafu. I need you so much.”
 “You’ve been such a good girl,” he said as he moved between my legs.
 “Yes,” I whispered, as Snafu rubbed the length of his cock between my folds, rocking his cock over my center instead of entering me.
 He watched my face as he teased me, his mouth in that damn open grin, and then—
 “Jesusfuckingchrist,” I gasped as he thrust into me, and I know I missed the smirk of a lifetime, but my eyes were firmly rolled back in my head as I nearly came on the spot from how good it felt to have him inside of me.
 I couldn’t concentrate on the sensation long, though, because Snafu wasn’t playing around anymore. He pushed one of my legs up to my chest while hooking the other over his hips. He angled himself so he could thrust quickly and deeply at a steady pace.
 “Is this what ya want? This what ya been wantin’ all night?”
 “Yes, Snaf, yes!”
 “Ya like mah cock, fillin’ ya up?”
 “Yes! I fucking love it!”
 He grunted and pulled out of me so quickly that I was genuinely confused, but when he thrust my other leg up to my chest and closed his lips over my clit, I screamed.
 Snafu was definitely out to get a noise complaint.
 He licked and sucked and used his fingers to touch everything that was sensitive. I’m not exaggerating when I say I saw stars when I came, my orgasm tearing through me like I’d been building up for this release for a damn decade. My body trembled and I clutched at the headboard so hard I thought maybe the wood would crack.
 And then, Snafu flipped me over so I was flat on my stomach. He entered me so easily it was shameful, sliding in and setting a fierce pace when he pulled my hips up to meet his.
 I knew he was close because his accent was so thick I could hardly understand him, only occasionally make out the dirty things that were falling from his lips.
He pulled out and I hissed at the loss of contact and I wished I could see him stroking himself, coming as he gave my ass a final smack, his fingers digging into the flesh as his hot come splashed all over my ass cheeks and my back.
With groans of pleasure, we both collapsed, my hips falling back down to the bed, my legs stretching and my hands still wrapped around the slats of the headboard.
 Snafu, or should I say Merriell now, flopped onto his back beside me just as the phone on the bedside table rang.
 Mer lazily reached over and breathed into the receiver.
 “Ya?”
 He listened, only grunting a short response of “Uh-huh, sho’,” before hanging up and pulling the cord from the wall.
 “Keep it down?” I said smiling over at him.
 He looked at me and fixed me with a blinding grin as he said, “Guess we betta’ save Snafu fo’ home.”
 I laughed as I shook my head and buried my face in the pillow. I felt the bed rise as he slid out, padding to the bathroom.
 He returned shortly with a damp towel and cleaned the remnants of our incredible sex off my back, freeing me to slide myself between the sheets. I held it open for Mer as he climbed back into bed, and I snuggled into his arms, our bodies twining into a familiar pattern beneath the cool white cotton.
 Merriell “Snafu” Shelton. How does a girl get so lucky? I thought as I drifted off to sleep, smiling against the warmth of his chest.
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top 15!
ty baby! Since this is a long list i'm gonna do fav lyrics and memories with each song
1. Get Bummed Out by Remember Sports
"i can take care of myself, i just wish sometimes that I didn’t always have to"
my post-break up on repeat song. this line specifically hit so hard, i'm good at being alone but i don't always wanna be!!!!!!!
2. Myspace 2009 by Club Sofa
"sent a dirty text message, 'can i sleep between your thighs?' well I hate myself and I know she hates the mess"
this song is so sexy and gay and real, i'm obsessed w it
3. Ambrosia by Rosie Tucker
"nothing is simple, just 'cause you wish that it is"
another post-breakup song. i cried to this one sm it is so beautiful and melancholic. i adore the way rosie tucker writes.
4. Young and Doomed by Frank Iero and the Future Violets
"most of the time I'm convinced I survived and that's fine, but it's far from ideal...but I'll deal."
UGH this whole song feels like the perfect representation of becoming a bad, paranoid, and closed off person after trauma and like being aware of it but not knowing how to stop it. i fkn adore this song.
5. Altitude (This Party Sucks) by Mal Blum
"you know me so well, but not like you should"
I've been a Mal Blum fan forever, he's my fav artist to go on walks to. Long live anti-folk.
6. already answered
7. Gay Bar by Rosie Tucker
"saint peter clad in leather, she was looking quite salacious. but the fire never met her eyes"
more beautiful rosie words, i just love all of the gay imagery revealed through religious imagery she just Gets It you know?
8. I Eat Salads Now by Sidney Gish
"these sweet instincts ruin my life, there’s no progress, just good times. bitch, I’m wasted, just kidding, I’m high. we’re gonna go to a show, and then come home and probably die"
sidney gish is another storyteller i luuuuuv. she's very cheeky and has great metaphors and images and her words really hit home.
9. Better Go by Mal Blum
"oh my god, look at all the stuff you've got. does it make your loneliness more bearable?"
Mal again, i feel like in queer lit reflections and parallels btwn lovers are super common and i feel like this is mal talking to themselves and a lover that sold out simultaneously. also the beat is so fun.
10. Miss World by Hole
"i'm miss world, watch me break and watch me burn."
i don't even have to explain this everything about me screams Hole fan lmao
11. Brand New Beast by Rosie Tucker
"if I could shed you like a skin: brand new beast"
again, a breakup song, and again, she gets it.
12. Flowers in my Garden by Yasmin Nur
"watch me scream and suffocate, you're getting pleasure from my pain, satisfaction is all you gain"
Yasmin Nur is suuuuuper undderrated. This song perfectly straddles the sweetness of pain. Everyone go listen to her she's fucking incredible. Hard recommend Voodoo Doll.
13. M.E.L.T by Club Sofa
"i've been so unclean, i dirty up your sheets, at 12 years old I dreamed of his throat between my teeth"
I wanna paste the whole song in here. It is my fucking feminine anger personified. this song is so goddamn cathartic. alsooo this band is fucking underrated pls go listen.
14. Passion by PinkPantheress
"i never wanted them to end this way. and now I have to gather all my things. they don't know the problems that I bring"
cutesy self-loathing hours. honestly tho her music is super original and fun and she's an mcr stan which means she's just like me fr.
15. Clean Jeans by Remember Sports
"you got a death wish, that’s not my problem"
Remember Sports to round it off, song to scream and jump to bc fuck!!!!
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✨☀️ my heart & soul are so full.
This was truly the best experience of my life. Envision is something else. I danced and sweat out every negative energy that I had stored away before I came here. I feel like a new person..
🌊 I loved the whole vibe of the Uvita area. Everyone was so nice. I've missed the salty air in my hair and on my lips. Being surrounded by the jungle and the ocean is a euphoric feeling. 🐟 I ate a lot of good fish outside the festival and I am definitely missing it. I loved the fresh fruits and coconuts everywhere 🥥🌴🍍🍌🍓
🏕️ our air b&b was just a couple minutes away from the festival and our host Jose was the nicest human ever. He was constantly making sure everything was perfect for us and coming back to get sleep in the ac was prime. I'm very glad we did that. Cabinas yuriel 💛💚❤️☁️
🐳 we went on a whale watching tour and we're blessed to see a male and a mama and her baby playing around! Humpback whales are my flavorite animal and I haven't seen them since I was in Hawaii so it was an epic treat.
🌄Then Dan and I watched our last Costa Rican sunset for the trip and took a nice stroll home. On the way we saw a sloth in the tree, a crazy poisonous snake and a gnarly looking centipede. 🐍🌙
I have fallen in love with envision and everything it stands for and for the beautiful country of Costa Rica. I will be back there's no doubt about that. I want to explore everything. Thankful for this trip and all the lessons learned and friends I met along the way. Until next time 🥥✨ Pura Vida ✨🥥
✨ Top Envision Moments & Music ✨
🔥 the sunset and fire spinners on the beach with the drum circle. I had hoped to spin some fire down there but I'll be a little more prepared next time.. you walk up the path onto the beach and you are met with various vendors with cool bones and jewelery, cheap beer and food as you emerge into a sea of people on the sand. The sky was on fire and the vibes were hiiiigh. The drum circle was tribal and euphoric. Looking around me being surrounded by jungle and ocean and beautiful people was straight bliss.
🍄 seeing Paul staments talk about mushrooms. I only caught one but it was so cool to hear him share his stories and experiences with us.
🍽️💦the dishcoteque
The waste at this festival was pretty much non existent. It always makes me sad how people can leave a place so destroyed and covered in trash. I had to pick up no trash from the ground and all the volunteers who were picking up trash barely had anything in their buckets. When you got food at any vendor here you received an actual dish, bowl, silverware or cup. When you were done you'd bring it to the "dishcoteque" and recieve a voucher for your next one. No plastic at all barely any paper products besides some paper straws .. the bathrooms also did not have toilet paper in them.. you had to get it from the outside and bring it with you so they were not overflowing with paper and and overuse of products.
✨🎨✨ the art & the stages
There was so much phenomenal art. I was blown away by the murals everywhere and the art gallery was bursting with talent and creative energy.
The bars and booths were all made from the materials surrounding them. Everything was made from the earth. The Sol stage was surrounded by a beautiful design with a big screen in the back that had really awesome visuals on it
The lapa stage was filled with house n deep techno vibes all day and night. It felt like something out of an epic movie in there with all the mist and the lights. The entrance to the beach was right there too. It was a great place to go to just dance and chill out.  And finally... The Luna stage. W o w. The most incredible stage I've EVER seen in my life and I've seen quite a few cool stage setups. It was a huge tower of Earth and wood and vines and beauty. There was a portal where people danced behind. The lighting was a1 from the lasers to the mapping on the funktions. It was truly other worldly there.  I will be riding the high of that stage for a long time. There was water refill stations in all the right spots which made staying hydrated in the jungle heat so easy.
🌮🍓🍦🥑🥙 the food
It's usually hard for me to eat at festivals lately because I don't eat meat anymore. Chicken fingers was always a go to for me but I've sadly become very picky. Everyone was pretty accommodating to my needs ( I wish I thought about asking for no cilantro before the last day 😞 I hate that shit )and everything was so nourishing and healthy. I have not been eating well lately and I feel so nice and full after all the smoothies and juicy goodness I ingested over the weekend.
🕷️ the huge tarantula like spider that happened to wander through the crowd of people dancing with the bass vibrating the floor and onto our blanket. It was SO BIG how did you even make it through the crowd?! Stealthy dude. That was wild.
☕🍵The tea party!
I went to the bathroom and I came across a tiny but huge tea party. Everyone had tea cups along a very small rectangle table/stool and they were singing jungle tea time jungle tea time and cheersing to life it was so cute
🎭🤸‍♀️🔥💃 the performers...
Wow. I haven't seen performances like that ever. Every collective blew my mind they all had a vibe of their own and absolutely slayed it on stage. Serious inspiration
🎶🔊 the music
Every set was so good. Nothing was like oh that was cool .. everything i was was so we'll put together and everyone definitely out out jungle vibes.
I'll just put this first in case you don't want to read all the way cause this was my flavorite part 💓
👽 Tipper 👽
This was my 30th show.. in the jungle...and the Luna stage couldn't have been any better. He played so many fat unreleased tracks and vips I have never heard before. Serious deep jungle vibes. I can honestly say that was my flave set I've seen by him so far. There were no visuals but I was so okay with that. the lights were so on point and the performers were so freaking good and well paired with what he was putting out. I am sooooo freaking thankful for that experience and to have had it with all my tipper family. This community has Brought me all over the country and now out of the US. I am constantly overstimulated and it's just getting more intense as I get older so traveling can be difficult for me. The high energy if the airport is a lot for me. Music festivals are even a lot for me but I eventually get comfortable..I just love the epic moments of euphoria through music and these experiences that I'll push myself through the rest of it. The way tippers music makes me feel is so worth trooping through a sea of energies to get to that moment. It's truly beautiful for me and I know others feel the same. Blessed to be alive for the making of tipper music
Thursday
✨ the first real full set of music we saw was jpod.. someone ive never listened to and I'm so glad I know about him now. It was so fun I found all my friends and it was the perfect way to kick off the weekend.
✨Naughty princess was someone I didn't know as well and she threwwwww down a dirty heavy dubstep set. It was proper as fuck and she looked like a boss in the dj booth.
✨Honerable mention to Govinda and an-ten-ae
✨🔮Clozees first set on Friday night was so surreal. Seeing her live is a true experience. It got so heavy and blissful it was by far my flavorite set I've seen from her. She's so humble and cute and beyond excited to be doing this for us. When she plays she emmits such a powerful feminine vibe. The high that gave me was super intense.
✨ Honerable mention to
Stylust beats with the filthy dubstep set
Nico luminous
And attya to close was super smooth
Saturday
✨ The funk hunters played two sets. The but their Saturday night set on the Luna stage was so fire. They're so fun and energetic
✨ Random rab was so beautiful. Probably the most beautiful performance I've seen by him yet. His voice is absolutely amazing.
✨LAZY SYRUP ORCHESTRA...... If you don't know them please go listen to their sets on SoundCloud. The sun had risen and the people were vibin.. 6am set - ???? It was so freaking good ahhhh words can't even decribes
They're all so talented I want to return to that moment forever.
Going to the beach and jumping in the ocean after that was so freaking cooooooool.
✨Honerable mention to symbolico for throwing down two dope sets & moontricks on the Sol stage
Sunday
✨ Drrtywulvs ... Wowza. That was so fun and uplifting.. all the booty shaking..I love his music and all the noises. It always makes my body move in the weirdest of ways.
✨SUPERTASK..he's one of my flavorite artists ever and he threw downnnnnnnnn such a dope set in the jungle.
✨ SOOHAN was everything I wanted. His music makes me dance in all the best ways
✨🌄 Clozees played a sunrise set @ 545 and it was beautiful. She was very downtempo and played a lot of slower vibe songs.. it was perfect and blissful.
✨ and finally emancipator. They are forever one of my flavorites. They played at 7 am and closed out the Luna stage with the most magical morning vibes. I feel like they played a lot of new music and it was a perfect way to bring down the high energy from the night
✨Honerable mention to dirtwire on the Sol stage who pulled me out of my funk bc of the rain I love their music so much and Seeing them live is a huge treat.
If you've made it this far thanks for reading! Envision is my new flavorite place and I am already counting down the days until I can go back. ✨🥥
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