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multiwreckedmess · 1 year

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February Filth Fest - Day 9

Pairing: Han x gn!reader Prompt: Oral Fixation WC: 1.8k Summary: Nervous habits are hard to break. In an effort to retrain yourself from a nasty nail biting habit you’ve started busying your mouth with other things. This has not gone unnoticed by your flatmate Han. Not even a little. TW/CW: switches(both), weight mention (reader non-seriously worrying about weight), deepthroating, swallowing, oral (m! receiving), pet name(babe)

idk really what to tag here please if you need something specifically tagged literally ever just drop an ask anon or not and let me know, no questions from me needed. i’m tagging based on my own experience but several of my friends have fairly specific tw so i totally get it.

It started with lollipops. You were trying to keep yourself from biting your nails so to keep your mouth busy you bought an economy size bag of dum-dums. Han could barely handle those. Tongue twirling and flicking the hard candy frenetically. Cheek bulging as you tucked one casually in front of your teeth. Granted, he couldn’t look at you when you were deeply focused, working the lollipop between your tongue and the roof of your mouth sucking down the melted flavored sugar without a thought. At least the lollipops were small.

In the summer it was popsicles. There were two varieties you’d suck on, the natural and the novelty. Natural fruit popsicles were larger and wider, stretching your lips and cheeks to the extreme. They’d melt quickly and were hard to fit the whole in your mouth so you’d often work the sides as well as what you could fit of the tip, chasing the juice as it would trickle down and over your fingers, leaving a sticky trail to clean up after. Han knew your technique, keeping the sides perfectly balanced until the end so the icy treat wouldn’t slip off the stick. The novelty was classic rocket pop. Not a natural flavoring in any of the three bands of color. Perfectly tapered tip with a nice cylindrical shape. Easy to fit between your lips, no tugging or stretching. Even easier to catch the drips by simply sliding a little further down the shaft of the popsicle, no need to ever let it fall from your lips. By august you’d gotten your rhythm down, circle the end twice with your tongue, suck a little farther down, and back off to the tip, repeat.

Han memorized that rhythm. He could freestyle over it if he had to. Your oral fixation was his guilty pleasure. How many times had he pressed his dick back down in his pants, longing to replace your snacks with himself? Sometimes he could swear you were doing it just for him. Looking at him out of the corner of your eye as you took just a little too much of the popsicle in your mouth with a moan.

“I think I’m getting fat,” you groaned, pulling the popsicle from your mouth with a pop. “So? Then get fat.” Han didn’t dare look up from the manga he was intently staring at. You groan again dramatically. “What do you want me to say? I don’t care if you gain weight. Doesn’t mean shit to me.” You lean over the arm of the sofa and bat your eyelashes. “Tell me I'll still be hot even if I’m fat.” Han peeks over his manga, you're just barely sucking the tip of your popsicle, upper lip teasing the top of it coquettishly. “Doesn’t matter what your weight is, you’re stupid either way,” he grumbles and shoves his nose back into the book. “Ugh. Rude.” You scoff, continuing to observe him, slowly and pointedly licking your popsicle.

Han itches the back of his neck, trying to refocus. Every little errant twitch and prick he imagines on his skin has him twisting awkwardly into a new position to try to get comfortable. But he couldn’t. Not with you there looking at him, sucking like that. Tapping his big toe anxiously he locks eyes with you again. “Is there something else you need or…?” There’s an edge to his voice, lips sealed tightly. The tapping migrates to his whole foot, bouncing at the ankle. “I dunno,” you sigh. “I’m just bored. And you won’t tell me I’m hot so now I’m a little sad.” “You’re hot okay?” Han tries to avert his eyes, looking at you feels like staring into the sun. Red melty sugar drips down over your fingers, catching and pooling on your chest. He blinks, unable to comprehend what he’s seeing. You’ve broken your usual tempo but you seem unbothered. Han feels insane for noticing, he wants to ask why but it would be weird.

“Hmph,” you pout, slurping loudly around the icy treat. “You can’t even look at me.” Han lifts his manga up, head still stuck between the pages, “uh, yeah. I’m busy.” His whole leg bounces of its own accord. Sluuuurrrrp. His head jerks to the side, pants suddenly uncomfortably tight. Pressing the fabric at his leg he tries to shift himself tactfully. You grin. Sluuuuurrrp. He huffs, eyes boring into the pages. A man on a mission. Unflappable. Stalwart. Sluuuuuurrrp. “Mmmmmhm, oh my god, it’s so drippy!” Your cherry red tongue wraps around the shaft deliciously savoring each running droplet. “Can you do that elsewhere?” Han finally cracks, closing the manga and pinching his forehead, still hiding his eyes from you. Only the ring of blue left you feverishly work the popsicle in and out of your lips, removing the remainder with a pop. “I’m sorry I’ve just been really anxious I guess. I just need to keep my mouth busy,” you whine. “I’m out of popsicles though…” trailing off you stare at him pointedly. “Could you help me with that?”

The book drops to the floor. Hans hand gripping his knee tight. He pauses, blinking. “I’m…sorry? What? I-how?” You cannot possibly mean what he thinks you mean. Now he really feels like he’s hearing things. It must be the lack of blood flowing to his brain; there is just no way you were asking him that. “I need something to keep my mouth busy. Preferably low calorie. Ideally with some protein.” Han tries to keep his breathing steady and slow. He tries his best not to let his mind follow the path you are so clearly trying to lead him down. “Can you just spit it out please?” “For you babe, I’d swallow.” You giggle.

If this were a manga or anime Han’s nose would be shooting blood, head flung back from the force. Instead he leans back, legs spread wide on the couch, inhaling deeply. “You cannot be serious.” “I can be if you want me to.” He finally looks at you to size you up. One eyebrow cocked, you smile slightly, tongue poking the inside of your cheek. “Hannie, I’ve seen the way you watch me. I might act dumb but I'm not stupid. I see how you scurry away to jack off in your room. The walls aren’t that thick. Now, can you help my little…situation…or not?” You rest your hand on his knee, leaning over him suggestively. His mouth hangs open, the lump in his pants twitches. “You want to suck me off?” All your bravado drains from your body. Hearing it from his mouth so bluntly. “Err…yeah I thought that was obvious. Yeah, if you want me to.”

Han’s hand finds its way to the back of your neck, pulling you into a kiss, sticky and tart. Still a little cool, the friction quickly warms your lips, your tongue still tasting faintly of blue raspberry and lime. The blue dye still fresh leaves a faint tinge of purple behind on his lips which he licks from the lower. Eyes locked, neck still cradled in his palm, you slowly lower to your knees tucked between his thighs. “Put your head right here babe,” he pats the crux of his inner thigh. Laying your head down he rakes his hand through your hair, other hand busy undoing his pants. He never lets your face leave his sight, tugging his swollen dick out over the top of his waistband and giving it a few pumps. The thickness makes your mouth water and stomach flip, tapered nicely to an angry red tip. Smiling, you hang your tongue out loose and wide as he rubs the underside across your cheek and chin. “Fuck, you think it’ll fit?” He drags himself over your lips, spit bubbling and coating him. “I’ve been practicing.” Han beams, “the popsicles?” “Mhm,” you mumble, lips pursed and working up and down the section of him they can reach. His cock throbs, a bead of precum forming at the tip. “You’re so hot.” “Perks of my particular habit.”

Tipping your head upwards he gently feeds you his length, tip prodding the inside of your cheek, stretching it and leaving its outline. The two of you sit there peacefully as you swallow around him, sucking in short intervals. Lips stretched around him, your vision goes hazy, blissfully humming around him. “Fuck I could watch you do this for hours,” Han muses. You mumble something incoherent. “Babe don’t talk with your mouth full,” he smirks, stroking your cheek lovingly. His other hand slips under your head and begins to tilt you over his pelvis. Guiding you slowly up and down, your cheeks hollow and bulge with each motion. Slowly he gives you more and more of his cock, head just barely breaching the tight ring of your throat. His breathing grows more ragged, stomach tensing as he groans. You gurgle as he presses deeper, little by little he’s less gentle, hips joining his arms in thrusting you down on him. Pulling you off, vacuum of your mouth popping loudly, he grips your chin, thumb wiping the mix of spit and precum from your lower lip. “Can you take all of me? All the way?” Han looks almost as fucked out as you, jaw loose and chest heaving. You smile proudly and nod, eyelashes sticking together slightly. You place your hands on his thighs for support and you take him between your lips.

“Oh shit-” he stutters as you slide him all the way down, nose bumping into his pelvic bone. Your throat squeezes and revolts at the intrusion, massaging him with every attempt to remove the invader. Focused on breathing through your nose you barely notice his hands pressing you down hard, bouncing your head into his stomach. His thighs tense in your grasp, “oh shit- oh shit- oh fuck- I’m gonna cum- I’m gonna fucking cum- your throat- I’m gonna cum-”

Quickly your hand pinches his thigh and he releases you, coughing, lungs pumping air frantically. Tilting your head back, tongue out he rests the tip on the muscle, fisting his length. Eyes rolling back in his head, ass flexed, he moans transitioning into a high pitched whine as he coats you with his release. Mouth hung open, presenting his load, you make a show of rolling your tongue back in and swallowing it down. Wiping the mess from your lips with your middle finger you lick off the remainder, sucking just the tip like you did his cock. “Thanks Hannie! I think that really helped.”

I’ve also written sub!Han blowjob as a part of my own series ‘To All The Dicks I’ve Sucked Before” so if you are looking for more like this but with a subbier Han here you go

#han smut #han jisung smut #skz smut #stray kids smut #han x reader #han x gn!reader #han jisung x reader #february filth fest

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omg-im-such-a-masochist · 1 year

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Dawn

Pairings: Professor!Matt x Student!Reader

Word Count: 934 words

A/N: A few months ago I was searching for different prompts and came across this: *The last words of your story are, “As night became day, he started to understand the truth.” Now, go write the rest*. I thought it was very interesting and different so I’d like to give it a shot along with the theme: Forbidden Love. So this is the end result. (This also has been saved in my drafts forever so I thought I should post it idk 🤷‍♀️)

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @letsgivethisonemoreshot , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @damnnhausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @baysexuality , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @blaquekittycat , @tahiri-veyla, @moxkindagirl

Behind the big tree hills, they hid. The sun shone fearless and bright upon the San Bernardino National Forest's clear blue sky, and near the lake Matt sat, staring at her as she danced barefoot on the grass near the lakefront. He couldn’t have picked a better day to bring her here, the summer break dragged all the locals and students straight to the beaches, leaving the forests almost inhabited and free from curious eyes.

Her white crepe sundress flowed around her thighs as she spun around, before laughing when the dizziness made her fall on the grass. The sky spun like a wheel before her eyes, making the fluffy white clouds quickly change shapes from a dog to a man, and then they turned into him.

“Are you ok?” Matt chuckled. His face shielded her from the harsh sunbeams and his dark soft hair fell like a curtain around her face. He always let his hair down whenever he was with her, knowing how much she loved the long, dark mane.

“Why wouldn’t I?” She asked back with a giggle, her own fingers twirled around the fluffy locks as she admired the gleam of devotion on his warm chocolate eyes.

The wind blew softly between the branches before it slowly caressed the water on the lake, crashing oh so gently against the calm water as it brought up the familiar song to their ears.

…Pars avant l'aube

Quand la lumière veut nous voir

Quelque part dans le monde…

“I don’t want you to go back to the dorm. Come home with me tonight, please” Matt whispered against her lips, his warm breath caressed her skin like a safety blanket, making all of her worries suddenly disappear. “As a matter of fact, why don’t you spend the summer break with me? You’ll save the dorm rent money and we can be together” His lips covered hers in a sweet kiss as if to make it impossible for her to bargain against his request.

“That’d definitely be a money saver” She chuckled, and her arms circled around his waist, pushing him closer to her body. “But I never pictured you as the playing house type though” Her eyebrow raised in surprise when he smiled back “I’d love to play house if you’re gonna be the one playing with me. Plus, why postpone the inevitable? We already know that the minute you graduate we’ll be finally free to get married”

“Oh is that so?!” She chuckled and smirked with a tease. “And what makes you sure that I’ll want to marry you, huh? Maybe my destiny is to marry the handsome but dumb quarterback, not the sexy anthropology professor. Have you ever thought about that?”

“No, and I won’t!” Matt laughed before blowing a raspberry on her neck. Her loud laugh echoed through the deserted forest. “Because you’re mine, dovey. And I’m the one you’ll get married to, I’m the one you have the hots for and most importantly: I’m the one you love”

“So full of yourself, aren’t you?”

“Did I lie though?” He smirked

“No, but you definitely love to overexaggerate things”

Matt let out a fake shocked gasp “How dare you?! I’m the equivalent of humbleness!”

“That amongst other things” She giggled before her fingers pulled his white tank top up so she could softly scratch his tanned back.

Matt hummed in pleasure as goosebumps rose on his skin despite the burning summer sun “And what other things could I be?” He smirked against her lips, his hands traveling down her body, stopping at her warm exposed thigh and curling his fingers around the soft meat to pull it up his hip.

“I can show you what those are back at your place” She whispered

“What if I want a sample now?” Matt teased while letting his fingers trace the outline of her cotton panties.

“We’ll have to make it quick though”

“You know I love it quick, dove”...

The large multicolored roses bouquet decorated his bedroom nightstand, that’s where she chose to place it after he bought it for her on his way back from the grocery store. “I want it to be the first and last thing I look at” Was her response to the generous bouquet.

Her bags flopped around the bedroom floor, none of them wanted to waste any time unpacking her things the night before. The loud silence of the early hours of the morning was enough to get him to think.

The military green mug fumed with the freshly poured coffee as he sat beside her on the bed. She was still asleep, sprawled on the mattress like a starfish, her hair fell like an untamed mane around her features and her lips pouted as her cheek pressed against the fluffy pillow.

Matt watched her sleep for what felt like hours, mesmerized by her natural beauty that got occasionally blocked by the sight of the green mug whenever he took a sip of the hot, black liquid. She mumbled something in her sleep, which made him instantly hear the same song they heard at the lake again.

…Toi et moi, dans la nuit on trouvera

Quelque part où déposer les fleurs qu'on a cueillies…

She shifted in her sleep before her eyes opened to stare at him. Matt felt a wide smile taking over his lips as he pushed her hair away from her face to get a better look at her features. That familiar feeling surrounded his heart, and the same thoughts roamed his mind. And as night became day, he started to understand the truth.

#matt jackson x reader #matt jackson fanfiction #matt jackson imagine #matt jackson #young bucks imagine #the young bucks #young bucks #masochist writes

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just-a-space-rabbit · 2 years

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The old Bookstore

Based on my own Writing prompt: Here

Not sure if I’m supposed to tag you @office-plant-in-a-trenchcoat, though you did sort of request it… IDK I’m still new to a lot of this…

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Hero kept pacing nervously around in their small apartment, they simply could not believe themselves. “This is bad, this is so bad!” they muttered repeatedly, while biting their nail. “How could I have been so blind!” They slumped down in the worn-out sofa, exhausted and tired from the second double shift this week.

For a long time now the hero-gig had not paid Hero anywhere near enough to cover their living expenses, therefore they had been needing to take on a second job. Luckily, when their favorite bookstore gave an offer for a part-time job at the decent salary two months ago, they jumped on it immediately.

Everything finally seems to go the right way, pay was great, the hours were perfect… then Hero just had to spot Supervillain enter into a hidden door in the backroom. In one singular moment all the small inconsistencies seem to fall in place. Old books that had been on the shelf for years, and nearly no customers entering, yet no problem paying premium for having Hero just sit there and read.

Hero felt disappointed in themselves for not realizing it sooner, but even more disappointed that their favorite bookstore was really nothing more than a front to supervillain’s lair. Luckily no one seem to have noticed that Hero saw Supervillain, at least they hoped no one noticed… “What the hell am I going to do now?”

The most natural thing Hero thought to themselves, would be to report them to the agency, and let the league take them down. But that would mean losing their main sources of income.

They felt some shame even thinking about money right now, but why shouldn’t they, living paycheck to paycheck is not fun, and leave little room for being all altruistic and stuff…

Besides, they had no actual proof that it was their base, heck! It might just have been a meeting place or a storage. And as a smaller hero convincing the board of supervisors with no proof, it is going to be near impossible.

The other option would mean going undercover, and gather proof, maybe even break into the base at night. This was riskier, but at least Hero would keep getting paid and maybe even get a good bonus from the agency.

Despite having seen Supervillain they still had no idea who they really are, but if Hero can find out their identity it could result in Supervillain being taken down once and for all. But Hero has little to no espionage skills, so that might be too dangerous.

Maybe… their thoughts continued, maybe, they could just lie low for a while… and just hope they get some evidence naturally? No one else are really looking into Supervillain at the moment, and there is no urgency or known threats…

Their thought was suddenly cut off as they got a message on their phone. It was Boss the “owner” of the bookstore.

“Hey Hero, Sorry to bother you so late, I know you're busy with two jobs and all… but Co-worker just bailed on us again! Can you cover their shift tomorrow, please! 🥺”

Hero just kept staring at the screen for a while before texting back “Sure, I’ll cover for them. But they better pay for my lunch next week, or else… 🙃” Yeah, they are just going to lie low, at least for a few days.

They got up to take a shower, the only thing keeping them calm is the knowledge that their cover is not yet blown. Or was it…

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I don’t know about the emojis, I mean it is texts messages... but it just makes me feel like:

#Going to need a part two as this is mostly just long version of the prompt #hero x supervillain #Supervillain x Hero #hero #Supervillain #Life of a poor millennial Hero #writing snippet #creative writing #short snippet #snippet #small snippet #writeblr #heroes and villains community #My Writing

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vennilavee · 2 years

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hey i requested an angsty 74 w gojo earlier and i wanna clarify that i meant hurt-comfort sorry!!! thank u

prompt: a kiss to forgive each other after an argument

a/n: idk if this is what you were expecting LOL but i hope you enjoy

Despite the pretty pinks and purples of the sunrise beyond the skyline of the city that surrounds you, you know something is wrong. The very molecules and atoms held delicately in the fabric of the air have forever been shifted in an irreparable way. You can feel the tension deep in your bones, settling in your belly.

You had no way of knowing that the world was splitting apart from right underneath your feet.

It’s three days later when Gojo Satoru shows up at your doorstep. Recognizing his cursed energy after nearly seven years still feels like second nature to you. Like when you were in school together and he’d tease you for your technique and how weak you were, only to nearly force you to train with him.

You were correct in assessing that something was very wrong. His eyes shine with unreleased energy and he smiles at you as if everything is fine. But everything is not fine.

There is blood on his chin, the collar of his jacket and his sleeves.

Gojo opens his mouth, as if no time has passed. As if you hadn’t willingly left this world only a few years after Geto had defected.

“You should’ve told me,” you mumble finally. After sitting in silence with Gojo for longer than ten minutes, it gets a little numbing. His smile has fallen, eyes covered once more and infinity surrounding him. Impenetrable.

That’s what he’s supposed to be. Impenetrable. Unbreakable.

His heart sits as a heavy weight in his ribcage. Though, for the last ten years or so, he wonders if it’s ever been there at all.

“Told you what,” he scoffs, “Sorry I didn’t send you an obligatory text before I killed him. I’ll remember for next time.”

“I sure hope there isn’t a next time,” you reply and hand him a mug of tea to warm him up from within, “You know what I mean, Satoru.”

He sighs. “I know.”

Another beat of silence.

“His blood is on my hands,” Satoru looks down, and then outside of the window. He can remember the metallic taste of Suguru’s blood on his lips, on his tongue, in his throat.

He wonders if the taste will ever fade away.

“Remember him as he was,” you say gently, “Before…everything.”

You regard him cautiously when he abruptly stands up and takes his blindfold off. Dried blood lingers on his cheeks and you wonder if he’s even aware. Has he been home or did he come straight to you? It’s nearly midnight. You assume he came straight to you.

“Come here, Satoru,” you say, despite walking towards him with a wet cloth. You dab away the remnants of dried blood on his skin and he looks almost surprised when the cloth stains. You bring him into your bathroom to properly clean him and hand him some clothes that he had left the last time he visited.

“Did you say goodbye?” you ask once his skin is cleaned and he looks less haunted and more comfortable.

Satoru thinks about the last press of his lips on Suguru’s lips. He thinks about his last few breaths before he had slumped against the brick wall. Copper fills his mouth suddenly and he nearly chokes.

“Yeah,” he manages, “Sorry you didn’t get to.”

“I did already. Years ago,” you reply, “Was he…”

“He seemed almost relieved,” Satoru admits. There is nothing to say to that so you let his words hang in the air.

“You can stay,” you offer finally, “As long as you want to.”

Satoru looks at the photo of you, Suguru and himself on your nightstand for a long few seconds before nodding. Maybe the taste of copper will leave his system in the morning.

It doesn’t.

tags: @kentobean @aeanya @mystikawi

#gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x you #satosugu #this is barely an x reader story skdfgdfg

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rosiethedragongeek · 2 years

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I wanna draw Snotlout so bad but idk what to draw him doing. Any ideas? 🌱

OHHHHH I hope I’m not too late omg idk how you feel about drawing like,,, Hookfang so I’ll leave him out of these here are some ideas off the top of my head

Like a modern au Snotlout thing with like modern clothes

Different emotions/faces like laughing, blushing, angry, etc

With like a blanket and a mug of coffee

Literally just on fire bc I’m thinking about @apollodeez ‘s sims game where Snotlout got set on fire lol

Snotlout with his stuffed yak (you can see it when he throws it in the fire when he and Fishlegs are in his hut in return of Thor Bonecrusher. It’s in other episodes but that’s the only one I remember specifically lol rip snotlout’s stuffed yak)

Snotlout + baby fireworm

Snotlout listening to music w like headphones or earbuds or smth (you’ve also gotta tell us what song he’s listening to though)

these are just some off the top of my head, but if you want I can definetly give you some more <3 (my head is a never ending well of snotlout art prompts that I’m to lazy to do lol)

Please tag me if you draw him omg

#httyd #rtte #snotlout snotlout oi oi oi #httyd art prompt #art prompt #please tag me #so excited dude

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astrobei · 2 years

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Hello! 😈 and ❌, for the Writer ask!

(Also, I learned about you because of your fic Sealed with a kiss, I loved it!)

helloooo !! omfg i feel like a lot of ppl first started reading my fics through this one since i wrote it for a twt prompt that blew up LOL so i’m super glad u enjoyed it !! i literally wrote it in a period of 12 hours (6 of which i was asleep for so.)

anyways i did answer ❌ here ! (what is a trope you will never write?) and i honestly can’t think of any more off the top of my head so i’ll just leave it at that for now !

but for 😈 (Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?) i will say yes 100% and that is cliffhangers and the interruption trope LOL esp in my 2 chaptered fics i did decide to be a little mean on purpose just bc i think it’s funny when people wail in the comments or the tags IDK IM SORRY ITS JUST FUNNY 2 ME,, like i know what happens and u do Not,, L O L!

(sorry.)

anyways thank u for the ask and the lovely message about my fic ! hope u have a wonderful day <3

#/ask #i do enjoy me a good cliffhanger #hehehehe #and a good interruption moment #hehehehehehehehehe #l o l

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mangosimoothie · 2 years

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ik u said to ignore it but i cant ignore it because im a natural snoop and i fucking love reading tags. its where people show their colors and i think everyone has a rainbow inside them. which prompts me to say that u dont have to answer this. hell, u can ignore this.

anyway, maybe its coz im using tumblr wrong. i literally only come here to grab some *feels* (good and bad) at the popular reblogs and then occasionally join in the simblr "oooh" and "gaaah!!" eras that i feel like im missing out on what u call the Back in the Day tumblr era. tumblr was advertised to me as a blogging site so like lmfao.

maybe its also because of the power of the anon feature that i can actually make myself be able to enter ur ask box without feeling too shy or scared that im here to comment on ur post. is it because we're far too scared to interact beyond the comments or is it because drama (not sure if theres a better word for it, controversy maybe?) has scarred us and being able to comment on things without the anon feature kind of scares us all now?

regarding simblr drama posts that blow up, u could probably also contribute it to bandwagon, right? like obv, its not the only reason it blows up but bandwagon helps. its far too easy to join in the opinion that everyone agrees on and parrot it around. like idk if im making sense but isnt it kinda easier to "not have an opinion" but rb that other person's opinion/fact that the rest of the community has deemed correct or right as if its your own (ok maybe this sentence sounds bad and i could probably phrase it as "i have an opinion about it but this other person has worded it so perfectly that i will rb this instead". anyway i'll leave it in coz the previous one could be true to some people). not that its bad, im honestly glad most of us agree on smth, it just sometimes loses that sense of discussion u probably meant if we're all just parroting everything.

i mean, i've seen it happen. especially during certain major events here where my dash was full of the same post being reblogged by myself and a couple others with no additional ideas (even tags sometimes, like i said i love tags i think tags hold a lot of unspoken but spoken ideas if u get it).

i had a point here somewhere. anyway what i meant to say was, i think i have similar feelings with u regarding discussions (lmfao look at this long post). but im far too scared to get out of anon to actually have it with u or anyone else in simblr.

have a good day/night tho :"D

Hahah no thank you for snooping on my tags 😅 what I meant to say is, I notice that most engagement happens through likes instead of comments, which is just really frustrating because yeah, I am used to tumblr being more of a forum so likes feel very empty to me. Unless it’s “”drama”” then yeah like you said, people are more inclined to comment. Like my first post that blew up was literally just “not someone charging $3 for sims nipples” or st like that which was really funny but also a little sad bc I would’ve loved to engage like that on posts I actually cared about and that weren’t just me being cheeky lol. That said, I understand what you mean about feeling too shy. I asked about this earlier - why ask questions on anon if they’re not mean - and for most people yeah, it boiled down to being shy or not wanting to seem over eager. But I LOVE when people are eager about my nonsense, I LOVE when people ramble like this in tags or comments or my inbox about my story/sims. That is the sole thing that’s kept me active here tbh - the couple people who comment and send me asks instead of just throwing a like here and there. I’ve been told many times that engagement on simblr is a lot lower than it used to be which is a little discouraging. I’ll look at my friends with large blogs and even though their stories get 100s of likes there’s still only 2-5 comments! I’d be pulling my hair out!! Maybe it’s a pet peeve that’s kinda specific to me lol but it does bother me sometimes especially when I put a q like hey tell me what you thought about x or whatever the case may be. Like even going so far as to be like “instead of a like tell me about x :) “ and that still not working. I guess that’s just not the way people engage on tumblr anymore :/ 🤷🏾‍♀️

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aswallowimprisoned · 8 days

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Restless far from a Wine Dark sea - Alt prompt Broken Bones

The vampiric merman has a particular craving for an unusal food, but he requests it politely, and is very happy to recieve it.

Tw captivity, injury mention, restraints, Dead Dove Jewish vampiric whumpee

Coming to the end of @medwhumpmay!

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“Dr Freid… I was talking to Mr Logan about what I can eat, and while it’s true that, being vampiric, only human blood can really sustain me, but I… sometimes get cravings for other stuff and it is not absolutely necessary but…” The merman stuttered. Elias let him get his words out with an encouraging expression. “But, you know how I broke my arm?”

“Your arm got broken before you came here, yes…” Elias wondered where this was going.

“Before. Yes. Well, mer need human blood because blood is the life force of the body. And blood has all the nutrients we need to replace damage to muscles, because muscles are made out of a kind of blood… “ Fogal watched Elias carefully for his reaction, and Elias kept his face friendly neutral. It seemed like faulty medicine, but the merman knew how to look after himself even if the medical theory behind it didn’t make sense.

"As I need to regrow bone, I need to eat some bone” the merman finished, “Not human bone! Just any bone. I usually use fishbone. Not that I do this very often.” He rambled.

Elias was willing to let him try it if he wanted. Fishbone was unlikely to be harmful, and it would be interesting to see if it actually worked.

“That seems like a reasonable request Fogal, thank you for telling me that's what you need…”

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“So, as you requested, we ground up the fishbone and added a bit of water…” Elias tipped the bowl to let the merman see the crushed fishbone. Fogals’s eyes were as big as coins as he gazed longingly at the strange paste. Wow. He must really want it.

“We have to keep you restrained unfortunately, so I will use this long handled spoon to give it to you…” Elias showed the merman the rubber coated spoon, then dug a small amount of the paste out of the bowl.

The merman looked sideways at the spoonful of paste, but his posture was less suspicious and more like a chicken sizing up a delicious morsel. It was a refreshing change of pace to see the normally deeply-repressed merman engage in almost playful behaviour.

Elias brought it towards him, and the sea monster slowly leaned forwards to accept the mouthful. He leaned back, chewing ferociously considering the paste was near smooth. He was probably gaining a sensory experience.

“Does it… taste good?”

“No.” Fogal answered, “But the merbrain wants it.”

“That makes sense. Do you want another spoon?”

“Yes please, Dr Freid.” Fogal seemed to remember his self-enforced propriety.

Elias held the spoon out again. Fogal slid half the paste off the spoon with his teeth, leaving the bowl of the spoon still filled with bone paste, but quickly returned to swipe the last of the paste up. He seemed happy and focused on his task, tongue flicking out slightly to lick his teeth.

At the third spoon, Fogal bit the rubber-coated spoon gently to investigate the texture, rhythmically balling his hands up into his sheet like a cat kneading a blanket.

“Peaceful.” Elais’ co-anthropologist commented through the comms, “As with when we washed him, I wonder if eating is tapping into a part of the brain where he feels safer to stim. You should encourage it more in your therapeutic sessions.”

Elias gave the nearest camera a tiny nod, and smiled as the merman took half of a fourth spoon, licked the remainder, then sat back against his pillows.

“Done.” He said simply.

“That’s all you want for now?” Elias confirmed.

“Done. No more, thank you.”

“Very well Fogal, I’ll let you get to sleep in that case…”

a/n adding to the 'cute whump' tag. Like this kind of thing is cute, but also fucked up? He's being looked after and having a moment of happiness, but he is still very much in captivity. idk I like it

Anyhoo Medwhump May is coming to an end but I do hope to continue posting about this character if there is sufficient interest. Let me know if you want to be added to a taglist? If you have enjoyed these 31 posts, please like and reblog so I can decide if I want to continue.

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only-lonely-lovers · 4 months

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08.18.2022

tags: masturbation, dubcon(?), caretaking, possessive language

notes: I think a lot of this one was us laying around in bed texting each other and it shows... w

Bird is あ / Avvy is つ

あ：Anyways I was thinking rly hard about… uhh… I liked a lot when Avvy proposed Amane having been incepted sexuality due to Yashiro so commencing jerkoffs and being distracted and this being a new thing. Tsukasa observing this like oh……. kawaii…. something new. It can't be sad that Amane is attempting to be secretive and hide stuff even though they do absolutely everything together. Thinking about them outright sharing a bedroom and 1 bed. kinda deal.

Somehow its novel and cute to Tsukasa that Amane would be shy about something with him. Since when, you know? Amane is a shy person but there's nothing he's actually embarrassed about around Tsukasa… is full autisms and can be as rude and wordless as possible, doesn't hide his interests. So any sense of Amane sequesting into the bathroom for periods of times or, when Tsukasa runs an errand and comes back he can hear Amane shuffling quickly in the bedroom. This just makes Tsukasa get good at coming home worldessly. Presses ear to door. Oh. the sounds of jerkoff. naruhodo

Does this ritualistically. It's kind of fun. New Amane sounds just dropped and all that.

つ：It would just be cute… not offensive or saddening at all.

あ：I think Tsukasa is perceptive enough to quickly deduce who and what is prompting this. And is perfectly calm and ready for Amane explaining Yashiro-san wants to visit. Hmm yes… let me meet her…

つ：amane having a new feeling that he is embarrassed offffff

あ：Ah the more i wrote… the more this was really just a perfect sunshine-amatsuka fusion… But that was kind of cozy feeling to get to imagine

つ：It seems like a nice cozy place to beeeee no challenges. Some spice as tsukasa knows magics and nene is some new Magic’s user And amane just a nerd between these

あ：This really is a tsukasa who goes to get groceries and is like 🎵🎶 about it monitors my boy with spells

つ：Give me the little list of nuts and bolts🔩 you need

あ：I think its so. sedates you puts you into bed. when you need it.

つ：An equivalent of koku joudai if amane is super stressed before a tourney it’s like❤️ sleep

あ：Yes. oh dont worry sweetie. i learnt it all for you

つ：I’ll sing that song you like so much (It is a spell)

あ：So… Yashiro does come over. And the vibes are weird. She is like all thotted up but has to have this emotion like ah… tsukasa-kun. (doesnt resent you BUT. idk how to think about the thing you did last year or w/e) but Tsukasa is just pleasant. I'm bringing you guys tea. its cool.

At some point leaves them alone for a bit and monitors via magic. Oh i look into my crystal ball yk whatever. And I think Amane is like… very shut down and overwhelmed by the, pheromones, and the way he hasn't been actually feeling better over time. He's really perplexed by wanting to spend time with Yashiro, the urge itself is enigmatic and conflicting with his skills. aversions. but here he is allowing it. But i was cumrotted so yk It's as extreme as being ROCK HARD when she is right next to you and talking to you and wordlessly staring at the space between your feet and deathgripping legs. Nene sees this and is like ',' [brain falls out head]

but this Nene having more confidence and sluttiness is funn i think her stupid braindead thirst (the way she is like. a girl can have multiple guys as a treat ❤ during the event) means she just tries to be like ah… Amane-kun

… how are you feeling… [touches his chest] is this-? Good… are you having… fun? Do you. Like this…?

つ：Poor Amane’s life was so easy before

あ：Hand lowers… she strokes over his belly.

But this makes. Amane have a panic attack and run into the bathroom and close the door harshly. fwmp. and Tsukasa is like kyaa. oh… Amane!!! the way you definitely do want this… but run away from it!! So interesting. [didnt intervene when he could] You deserve to be bothered a little i think. awwwwww….

Returns into the scene. Nene isnt like made of steel she IS. embarrassed. face hot. apologetic, sorry Amane-kun went… I think he… I…

つ：Nene is a human being!!

あ：but Tsukasa is like ahh daijoubu daijoubu its fine Nene-chan. Ohhh he gets like that. ^^ You stay here. one sec… Peeks in. heyyy my shawnster…

He is comically like. Shivering and hiding behind a toilet like a scared cat. Standing up though. boner visible. Tsukasa is like [closes eyes and inhales.]

(duhh my notes.. one sec. im gonna just look)

"Is something the matter, Amane?"

As always, it takes Amane time to deliberate and reply, but you're never frustrated with him. You relish in getting to watch his fretful eyes tilt downward, his nervous hands clasp and squirm. You couldn't fathom rushing him. You wait patiently. Amane holds his arms and and waits quietly – you rush into them, clutch him close, and close your eyes as he nuzzles your shoulder.

"… I… want… to have sex," Amane finally breathes. He clutches you tighter. "With… Yashiro-san."

"Ah, I see, I see. That's very new and interesting, Amane. I'm happy you told me." You nod in understanding, genuinely proud at Amane for finally being able to say it. "If you ask me, I think Nene-chan would be more than happy to."

"I don't want to be alone though. I want you there."

You take a deep, deep breath.

"Really…?"

"Mhm." his hair brushes your cheek as he nods.

It's been a while since you've felt so humbled to be included with something of Amane's. You were used to doing everything for him, with him, but you would have been understanding if he pursued this girl without you. But dear sweet Amane wanted you, even here. You sway, side to side, nuzzling against him. Amane's hips jitter as you do – oh! … still excited… You stroke his back.

"Of course, Amane. You tell me anything you want me to do. Where to be, where to touch… I can even move Nene-chan for you, get her ready… anything."

Kshfhd its all like. accepts everything very immediately sure i will get you to fuck her. ohhhh i get to be there? yes.

つ：Walks out the bathroom holding hands

あ：Both of you acting like space aliens admittedly. there's not really any sense of deliberating on… emotional closeness… Amane is just crystalizing that he wants this thing and Tsukasa is like , and so, it shall be

No proper anything… I'll get your dick wet sweetie…

つ：It’s like… does amane try to explain or tsukasa. It’s cute either way. Amane like. Yashiro-san. I’m sorry, I know it’s weird. So I get it if you don’t. Want to. Do anything. But. If we d. If we do. If we do anything I. I want. Tsu… kasa…. With…. Us…. or else. I’ll. Rrun away. Again and. Again

(Tsukasa wiggling fingers at nene and looking a little apologetic) Feeling on cloud 9 though

あ：I think as Amane speaks, he sometimes gets so shut down he actually just needs to dictate to Tsukasa what comes next. soo like… step 1 is actually walking out together and telling Tsukasa the living room area is scary and it needs to be in the bedroom. comfort space. and with like nearby stuffies or something excessive like that. pls… and so Tsukasa is like ohmm Nene-chan this way, let's talk more in the bedroom ^^ and she's like o. kay.

つ：Thats so like. Fear Ok The want for the dick I hope tsukasa doesn’t turn me inside out

あ：It's fear inducing. also you walk into their room and see its 1 bed. and this is definitely the 1 bedroom in this dorm actually. ok Like whatever

つ：Yashiro quietly says naruhodo

あ：But itd be cute if then Amane could be like im. do wanna. i do wanna. Do it

つ：Amane voice: but there’s something wrong with me

あ：I need help Tsukasa, really laying it on. I'm just here for moral support. Rubs his shoulders

つ：Yashiro: ah… I could… I mean if it’s just help I know what I’m — amane: nnnnnnnn (tugs tsukasa) Tsukasa: ^^ …my help is needed. Sorry, nene-chan. I won’t do anything if you don’t agree. (… unless amane asks me too lol❤️)

あ：Teehee

つ：Think of me as… a security blanket! That’s all!

Yashiro looking at two boys on the bed. Brain begins to melt Tsukasa like mmm… well… you’re already like this…. (Guides amane to lean back to show off tent more lol)

あ：It's a lot like. To submit to. But I think she'd genuinely feel too awkward to bow out in a way. As overwhelming as it is. Oh Amane-kun is so sweet. His… beseeching gaze. His. cock is right there also. To leave him so snubbed. When you do want it.

Tsukasa is intimidating but in a sultry way. like shahgdgdfhgI did imagine it being very much like. presents Unzips his pants. Releases from boxers

つ：He is clutching tsukasas arms like hiding behind one a lil Skrunky…. Let the scent waft to nene lol

Tsukasa also gets to be like. Eyes widen a little AH ITS STRONG LOL I’m always getting the after breeze left in the bedroom Oh the source is much more potent… HAS THE RESOLVE OF A DEMON TO NOT GO CRAZY

あ：The cute thing is Tsukasa himself experiencing stuff for first time gets vertigo for a second. OH keep it together

つ：Linger hands near him for longer than he intended… it’s so warm. Smiles at nene

(… I will hurt amane a little) Nene-chan… don’t you think it looks nice…..? Ah…. And this scent in the air~

Nene: 💭YOU CANT JUST SAY IT LIKE THAT

あ：Like heuugjvjfh!!!!

つ：WHAT THE FUCK!!!! Dhdududkdjdhdhdj

あ：Coughs Ah…….. s.. souuu….

つ：Amane like dndjdjd tsukasa—!!

あ：You need Tsukasa here to be like why don't you come closer… dont be shy Come see… it's nicer up close

つ：Despite all her bravado, is shy and slow up close It’d be different if she was alone…

But being watched… she’s suddenly aware amane is very delicate, isn’t he…

あ：Perhaps Tsukasa nerfs her in a way that puts her on Amane's level

つ：Always thought of him as a mundane amount of shy… but… … he’s actually very unusual…

あ：Forced to contemplate the boy

つ：Does he really need something like this….? Tsukasa-kun…. Do you. Uhm. Do you always… help .p. Ah

Like this? …. No…. This is both our first time seeing this, nene-chan

あ：A fun question for a girl to be made to ask herself.

… I was thinking about Tsukasa being as excessive though as. like pulling back foreskin to show off (edited)

つ：Mm a good time to pull it back …. And (TRYING NOT TO BREATHE HEAVILY) Amane’s first time feeling, (pulls….) this…. Nene shuddering. Jesus Lights popping in eyes

あ：Fweeeewww… its hot in here. the humidty is spiking. your pussy is on fire etc.

つ：Delicately places for fingers along shaft…. Nene does. Simply crosses over tsukasas to the head….

あ：Amane whimpers… It's genuinely a lot… I think he is not used to being touched by other people. let alone in this context. Your body is like a liiittle fearful of something unfamiliar. But girl hand… lovely to feel, atop it all. but it's so good it's alarming. (jitters.) I sorry. amane. but the Tsukasa commentary track is like oh he liked that. keep goinggg

つ：Fluster nene and amane both…. I imagine tsukasa is the icebreaker always chatting during

あ：Yeah i think its kind of an instinct keep a dialogue going to fill in space. he is used to little or no response.

つ：Girl’s hands are soft, aren’t they, amane? Hehe…. Gently leaves cock to pet his hair and rub his knuckles

あ：maybe ask Nene if its HER first time… (bc Amane would like that…!)

つ：She’d get so WHY PUT ME ON BLAST But just mentally Take a SECOND.

あ：He is GOING to put you on blast.

つ：Squinch brows… Wiggle mouth….

Think about how girls should maintain mystique… but… sees little amane all. Small and shy and. Urhgg

あ：Amane peers an eyeball at peeky

つ：Y. Yeah. It’s. My first time. With anyone. Doing anything. Like. This

あ：His.. eyes lid. shudders Tsukasa gets to be like hueheueu yayy he likie… Oh! … Amane likes that.

つ：Tsukasa kind of mentally like ah thank god nene if you had nonvirgin hands….! Knows what Amane wants and wishes for him to have it all

あ：That would be too sad. i would. maybe have to erase that from Amane's memories. 💔

つ：The real option In reality I will fix this if you fuck up I will never put my amane at risk….

あ：Nene this far into the experience does have to be thinking 💭 this doesnt quite feel like… he is JUST a security blanket

つ：She is ignoring feeling a nonzero amount about it For NOW

I think nene has the power to start jerking him off….

あ：Yus i did think she would pick up the ball. Tsukasa presents but Nene does not leave anyone hanging Genuine lust takes over. the boy is warmmmm and so boy.

つ：You get a nice rhythm going…. Tsukasa keeps his hands busy here and there

Fixes hair, flattens some wrinkles in shirt, does the usual preening to make amane feel it’s not so different Something new, and stuff familiar

Enables amane to get comfortable a bit… subconsciously can relax more… less tense ball and more… bumping into hand

あ：Make it as easy for him as possible, ease him into it. Doesn't have to be as tucked away. steals glances at Yashiro and what she is doing. Mhmhnhn…. it is… nice. It's better than. jerking off.

つ：Tugs at tsukasa and mutters at him shakily. Tsukasa stifles. Shuddering feeling the heat of his face so near and what he’s asking…. Which is just for him to please thank nene… Like tell her she’s doing good

あ：Yes your majesty hhhhh

つ：just shy like nnoooo she’s doing me a ffffavorr

Nene-Chan (WAS STARING AT COCK FORGOT TSUKASA WAS THERE FLINCHES) Amane wants to thank you…. it’s very nice, how you’re willing to help…. You really do want to do this, don’t you? It’s fun for you, isn’t it? Amane isn’t being selfish…. This is actually (can’t control voice getting heavy finally) very generous of him, right? To let you do this.

あ：Oh the room just feels like it keeps getting hotter

つ：Amane staring. Not what he asked you to say…

あ：Overwhelmed to hear Tsukasa implicate that, oh i think his little brain is like. noo. that's not what i saidjfhfhg… like gets caught up in a technicality. why would Tsukasa say something different though he is here to help me… [CANNOT. SPEAK THO.] But also why does this make my cock shudder a little

つ：Don’t you feel…. Lucky…?

Nene who has been broken a bit: h. HAI!!!! I AM— LUCKY!!! JERKS FAST

あ：aAAHHH!!

つ：AMANE-KUN HHHARDLY TALKS TO, ANYBODY!! SO… it’s!!! It IS ! Special!

Tsukasa watching. Ooouuuu Likes what he sees in you….

あ：This is where its fun. like. the noncon potential Just a touch actually Despite everything

つ：Yosh Ah…. Nene-Chan really understands❤️ Holds Amane more firmly….

あ：Amane genuinely so like, not ready for feeling this, gasps. F-fast!! ssscary. trying to inch away. but i think it just reads the same as his bumps into hand Tries to tug Tsukasa like a lifeline

つ：Touches forehead toooooo for a second Inhales your exhale quietly mmmm

あ：Sigh. the…. kind of choking sounds… made when the sensations get scary. lots of choking vocalizations like breaking off. mgh - gh -- hhgh- nhh

つ：So interesting….

あ：Cock is evil though it works against you. it does want to push up. i think sometimes cock wants shove, while hips and body want FLEE… you get these broken little jitters

つ：Tsukasa suddenly reaches forward and grabs nene’s shirt front. Drags her body forward

That’s not all you came here for And that’s not all amane needs you to do

Her hand lets go in the shock…. A nice momentum bounce of cock in the open air

あ：Nice cinematography.

Amane who doesnt know about anything beyond what is happening in this immediate moment. no idea where we're going. his brains are already melted out his ears… just continuously tugs Tsukasa’s sweater, waiting to be understood

つ：Just before Amane can whine for the lack of contact, or move, tsukasa swaddles cock in his free hand as if he’s coddling it Like keep it warm while they work this out

あ：Shushed

つ：I don’t think Amane’s first time should be finishing in your hand, don’t you agree? Don’t you want something more special? Of course you do! DRAGS ONTO HIS CHEST

He’s been finishing into his own hand so much, nene-Chan! Thinking about this!

Amane wants to “do it”. Of course! So badly.

あ：Dizzying to hear… disorienting, for both Amane and Nene. This way that Tsukasa can suddenly feel omnipotent You know everything…

つ：Yashiro very dizzy, yes… dumbly nodding and panting loudly… plants a palm on his chest Well, she was well prepared…. No panties

あ：A girl wants what she wants…

つ：As she gets a hand between her legs… tsukasa observes. holds Amane ready… A situation of nene lowering over while tsukasas hand gradually recedes

あ：It is all for this... Tsukasa assisting in the line up and all. Watching it happen...

つ：Enjoying each second… amane is dying. But I’d like it to be that warm PUSSY GOOD SHOVES

あ：Yess

つ：Activate sleeper cell

あ：Hehhe yes … actually part of the. cumrot was the thought that while deep into this Amane would actually become insatiable. like he has no self control!!!! cant!!!!!! its actually like oh god dont STOP ffffucks like a cylinder

つ：Yossshhh autistic grip SITS UPRIGHT Make Yashiro shriek

あ：Mmm delightfully scary. pivot

つ：Tsukasas propeller hat spins

あ：Shahshdhh. HELLO handsome the emotion Tsukasa experiences

つ：makes tsukasa very very excited childlike

あ：manic...

つ：AMANE HAHAHAH❤️ HUGSSSSSS SQUEEZES NUZZLES NUZZLES NUZZLES

あ：Amane amane amannnyyeeehh

つ：Yashiro processes that— not a tsukasa she has ever seen Giggling kicking around Really nuzzling into his hair….

あ：You're doing so good!! Amane!!!! breathless

つ：She’s being. Jostled sf hard. Bed is shaking

あ：Holding on for dear life. rghgjfh trapped in this crazy room it feels like

つ：Would love Amane to manage to pivot to pushing her backwards on the bed and hammering Brain is only composed of. AND IWANT HARDERR

あ：I wanted the sex Everyone was patient for me now im ready wanted to FUCK you i understand now

つ：Understand how fuck works It’s all too clear

It is the wacky shack as tsukasa is just like dhdudjdbdhdjdndjdj hehehehehehehehe Lehhlleheleehll I’ll make you guys dinner after thisdss

NENE-CHAN GOOD GIRL!! PETS HER TOO She’s drooling. Delirious can’t see

あ：Its like ah. the beautiful parallel in how Amane is like any other TL of Amane in that. he functionally is going to treat you the same, like, piece of meat, hes not SOCIAL he doesnt have manners.

つ：It’s just shy though. Not even polite really It’s disarming but says nothing of his selflessness

あ：nnnno. just shy. he's not. respectful I do think Tsukasa completes the energy by being so mmm yes yes yes ohhh look at him go its a faaaaaast car Love you baybbieeeee

つ：You feel the most degraded in a funny way Yashiro finally feeling like. This novelty. But she’s such a slut this AU she loves the sensation Come to this dorm to get manhandled by twins

あ：She is the pussy in the room Finally… what a girl has been seeking

つ：dragged over cock and instructed what to do. It’s her own awakening

Thought she was— a forward, sortof dominating type Idealistically imagined herself that way. But it’s not what she wants In her heart this is, perfect… shoved and pushed

あ：Even assuming her preference for Amane-kun came packaged with wanting to mess with a shy feeble boy yk

つ：Your crazy girl Schtick

あ：So endeared was she. but like. experiencing him rail her. makes her go oh. Its sfffff hot… if he is like this. about me

つ：If that’s what’s inside amane-kun….

あ：Amane-kun who can barely look up from his fiddling… his projects…

つ：Ah a nice situation of tsukasa and Yashiro calling his name in an easy back and forth Tsukasa kickstarts it being himself Yashiro follows the addictive lead

あ：Ahh kawaii kawaii… It seems like it feels good to do

つ：Amane scrambling about

あ：The incentive is feeling his cock respond inside her. fweee….

つ：Ahhhh the chorus

あ：it feels good to be a girl in a moment like this

つ：Epic feelings I think the nut moment is scary Like grabs so so hard Congeals in his virgin pea brain🧠IT CAN GO INSIDE

あ：I WANT IT i do think its a real jfc… amane… digs nails in… trying to hold you down so hard It must go in and stay in

つ：Gotta unload I think Tsukasa is beyond sane helping he’s like on his back arms wrapped around Amane somewhere flopped kicking around

あ：Ehehehee

つ：WOOOOO HES SO FREE AHHHHH OOOO

あ：Its cute. he is a fairly responsible composed boy in the grand scheme of things. made excited by Amane's own liberation uuouuuuu i love you

Amane is so cool!!! Amane is sooo capable… Amane is soo special!

つ：Amane does everything amaasziiiinnggfgly

あ：[pants] Amane should get everything he wants

つ：All this and then once he finishes it’s like. WHEEZE and tsukasa has to be like— AHHH RUNS OUT OF BED TRIPS FALLS ON FACE GETS YOU GETS INHALER

あ：kdfjhfdh my boy fuck whens the last time he drank water

つ：puts it in Amane’s mouth RUNS GETS WATER!!! Yashiro is blearily watching laid out

あ：Yashiro witnissing this. in a delirium like….❔

つ：You want like a kinda fussy Amane here honestly Like mmmmmn… squints

あ：lmaoo yes… like .. ugh.. TOO HOT … rips sweater off makes pissy sounds

つ：tsukasa helping When it gets stuck

あ：Throws it on the ground

つ：Fully removes Amane’s belt Knowing he disprefers it but wanted to look nice for this date Yashiro is still watching. What am I seeing

あ：What the…

つ：Amane, I can start a bath…. You got pretty sweaty, right?

あ：Grunts Its unflattering like ugh yeah

つ：I’ll go start it. Bows to nene. Leaves room She’s like wtf am I…. Seeing…. I do not understand the dynamic here actually

あ：I want Nene to spend like 24 hrs rly having bits and pieces load in for her You thought you understood but its like. [remembers this thing and this other detail and ???]

gonna later be like. wait. tsukasa being all…. we're lucky… and… amane should have whatever he wants… what I thought Amane was just a lonely boy but. IDK anymore do lonely people get dinner made for them ? Tsukasa has put on rice immediately

So funny for Amane to be so into routine and being taken care of he doesnt. offer yashiro much. at the end of this. like i need my bath… shuffles off

You know is like. Thank you I liked it

つ：Ah it’s funny. Yeah.

あ：Rubs mouth.

つ：She’s like. I did. T-too. You— you were impressive.

あ：Really [shuff shuff…]

つ：I didn’t think it’d … be like that

あ：shrugs

つ：Tsukasa though I do think would… like to usher her out Im sorry my boy has a timer

あ：Sorry darling

つ：He needs his routines again…. very cordial

あ：Baby simply needs his juice

つ：Nene-Chan❤️ Thank you for being so understanding. You’re a brave girl! That was so fun. Amane really surprised us, didn’t he…? He’s…. Incredible.

(Amane in the bg tugging his socks off) Like nyeh….

あ：Foosi

つ：Nhguh

あ：stupid socks…

つ：Can’t get these jeans off fast enough

あ：That water better be ready for me

つ：The shitty afterglow Fsr true for amane

あ：Smells self. ugh Too much smells

つ：Kind of an annoyed voice… tsukasaaa…. It’s like whip cracks in brain WELL! ILL CALL YOU SOON NENE-CHAN, OKAY? I’ll get your number from Amane!

あ：Until then. Bye bye

つ：We’ll talk soon, ok? Byeeeeeeee

あ：nene like. will we i guess we will.

つ：Amane has literally never answered his phone for her

あ：He doesnt do that.

つ：It’s an emergencies thing really Nene walking home feeling many things. Much to think about. Feeling good though.

あ：Well. it was weird. but it wasnt bad.

つ：So strange.

あ：Ummm its complicated. Aha.

つ：…. What on earth will tsukasa and amane do now H-he said he never did that to him before….

あ：Is their relationship going to… change…? …. did it… change… did i see it change?

Somehow its truly more challenging than if Tsukasa has always been jerking off Amane. why now

つ：I do like to think it’ll be normal up until Amane gets a boner again in the night and his brain is like. Wait Bodies

あ：I can get

つ：Can be used for goods and services

あ：I can make Yes… i did. imagine a follow up. which is later like tugs. wordlessly. drags your face down

tsukasa part 2. oh…… are you sure….. … this is funnily enough perhaps the 1 amane that would be like. theres no reason to not ask Tsukasa. as the guy who already takes care of every single one of my needs

Cannot resist the simplicity of Tsukasa taking care of a chubby in the middle of the night sorta deal dont. wanna jerkoff anymore. is the thing. it doesnt feel as good. and rly didnt like having to evade Tsukasa for a sense of privacy. … but now there's no reason to…

As always I think there's just a different vibe. To Amane wordlessly grabbing Tsukasa’s face and rubbing cock over cheeks, pushing against lips. mnnn… dont have to overthink it… shoves… and Tsukasa is just like despite everything humbled , bc again, not assuming it actually has anything to do w him and already geared to think it was just a matter of being useful as an assistant

つ：Pleasaaaant… a silent graciousness

I also like humping tsukasa in the day… and tsukasa like aaaaa dials nene while this is happening Nene-chaaaaaaaan how about another date? Amane misses you….

あ：kawaii. yeah humping could become such a thing… very easy to do the feeling is like. ouhhmmm… im his binkie rn. he is becoming, incessant ❤ fun. but like. HELP! lol.

つ：Tsukasa for this is like mmm I wonder how long this will go on…. Will he get burnt out on it? Satiated? Okay and accepting if after a week he calms down with him…

But I think it just gets. Worse The more often it can just be like ughhhgh Puts hand on

あ：Not even needing to say anything

つ：COMES back from ROBOT SHOW throws BACKPACK on the ground grumbling STOMPs autistically to bedroom Drops pants

あ：counting the seconds. until you Its like mmghfh… suddenly too autistic for my autisms. like the tourneys ar elike. fucking annoyinggg gbdhfhf

つ：Being so like emotional tho at the show like. I miss tsukasa so much…. I wish he was here and not busy at his schooling… it’s so much easier with him

It’s so hard… (comes home and behaves uhgratefully despite this) The weight of the backpack and the journey home eroded him

あ：Get less grateful by the second. as you approach the door i WANT MY SLAW.

つ：I have to calm DOWN!!!

あ：opens the front door. moans. Tsukasaaaaa (edited) drops my shit kicks off my shoes

つ：Skitters. Another result of this situation is this tsukasa losing grace and returning to some regression

あ：Youre really shaking his pea around in there really bring out the. amane amane!!!! mode

つ：Slides into room

あ：The seamlessness of fullbody hugs and wraps legs around. and then gets leaned onto a surface

つ：Aoaaooooho

あ：Indeed it does just get. worse. for a while i think its a real. like. legs and spine getting fucked up. situation losing hours

つ：Ah novel to see. Tsukasa truly losing his grace in this AU

あ：kawaii...

つ：Nene is like. It’s a little like. …. Living with amane seems like. …. I’m not ready Yet For that

あ：It seems. a bit dangerous chotto abunai yo…

つ：But I will be… some day

あ：Its like a prospective future

つ：Dating is what it is, for now

あ：but. intimidating. I. if he would really fuck me. all day . ah You know its like. becomes collected at the thought. BUT…. FOR NOW. WAITS.

つ：One loves to have a future to dream about Tsukasa walks into a door

あ：I think he has 0 graces fingering like it is. a lobotomizes you situation

つ：These fine motor skills

あ：Like jesus its actually more brutal if he fingers Lances you

つ：It will be much worse. Give nene my multiple day long stabbing pain that nothing can make you forget or ignore

あ：Serious business

つ：I think she’s a bit more of a pansy than me though No offense nene

あ：She's cute like that It's a lot to ask of a normal girl

つ：It’s good to make a girl suffer, too

あ：Yes Truly suffering for this boy

つ：The extreme masochism is for Tsukasa

あ：Souls are divided in this way

つ：But Nene can appreciate it like a loyal gf of an abusive boyfriend The Pride

あ：It's like a medal she gets to display on the wall of her mind later I really will. Let Amane. Do things to me. heep. but i love the thought of like. willfully deciding you must let tsukasa bear the burdens im normal i am trying to study

つ：Some of that energy. Must be burnt off

あ：The girl talk is as stimulating as ever under these conditions Its fun though i like to think Nene has to be a little bit like. drools. hearing about Amane needing an hour long blowjob

つ：I think this situation cumrots nene I think it’s going to get heinous

There will come a day Nene is laying in bed and she finally congeals TWINCEST IS HOT!!!! OKAY!!! FINE I CANT IGNORE IT FOREVER DO THEY WANT ME TO FIND ITHOT?

but I think the final form is tsukasa noticing and it’s surprise part 2 like awe What first amane likes me here…. Now nene thinks I am a sexy element?

あ：What the h*ck… Even a frog in a well like me…

つ：

Wants to watch ME blow amane…. But it’s inviting the devil into your house he’s going to send you videos out of nowhere or something

あ：you think to yourself that you're nothing special woof That is a problem

つ：Catch on to nene’s fetishistic interest and be like titling them deranged things like ❤️do you think I’m a good little brother?

あ：LOOKS AROUND LIKE THE POLICE WILL FIND HER

If nene understands she kickstarted Amane's sexuality then this would feel like such a corruption like her sick desires lead them all heor What did I bring out in these BOYS…

つ：Did I ruin a pair of siblings

あ：They were just normal…. er… well… sort of normal siblings before. They werent fucking all week at least. jesus

i kind of both like the thought of Tsukasa covertly filming but also clearly prompting Amane to hold camera suddenly in the middle of something

つ：He’s got Hims spells fuckin invisible floating camera dgaf But it s also funny to just do it some time despite this capability to utterly hide it

あ：Yes doing both. www. just cuz its fun to see Amane's reaction I think hes like umgh…. ……… but i do want it Frustrated and feeling owned

つ：Adjusts the camera like a nerd

あ：Oh fiddling. fussing about angles.

つ：Really enjoys watching through camera

あ：but its moe. like something Amane does that Tsukasa wouldn't think to or account for is reach down and even direct Tsukasa's face this way and that… entranced.. Slows pace…

つ：Get weirder about touching cock on

あ：I think you can rly get a sense for how used to handling Tsukasa he is, like… the sheer ease of reaching and pulling, directing with harsh or more delicate touch. Tugs hair. pulls at skin around corner of eyes to make you look

The element where Amane definitely. isnt thinking abt this being sent to anyone I think it makes him look like an absolute madman

つ：Moving like alien The free spirited in his natural habitat I think eventually tsukasa can do weird shit alone with Amane like subject him to some spell but only after he’s so. Spoiled and cumbrained that he gives in to some temptation

あ：Liberated at last..

Tsukasa is willing to fux with Amane a BIT as it is. but i think something earnest for his own enjoyment with Just Amane takes a higher power level Thats so directed and not wanton for the lulz yk

つ：A lot of being cum slave for a month

あ：Has been comed on and in for so long its like.

つ：It would have to be studying some stuff time and reading a spell and lingering for a long time

あ：Hair messier, clothes all fucked up. twiddles my wand in my hand. a treat for me. maybe

つ：But ah with failsafes in place… I just like the idea of manually stripping away the inhibitions with a spell to parse the raw most urge

But it should just be getting insanely violent And rambling like a maniac

あ：Functionally makes like that botion that Hakubo gives to Aoi

つ：The autism ruins Amane for talking much at all but override the stoppers…. Nyaaa. A temporary version of that But you just get a very ah. YOU BELONG TO ME!!!!

あ：your body my property. ohhh it pours out… The entitled heart…

How unfathomably special, at the center of this all. Quiet little Amane, doted on and tended to. Feeling, not just, gratitude, but a sense of divine entitlement. Reference your history… YOU'VE BEEN MINE FROM THE START

つ：Expoooose the entitlement!!! That he is obligated….

あ：I'm going to make sure you never leave me

Oh sigh… i think for Amane there's almost so many feelings and thoughts unsaid it leaps out of him messily, daisy-chained thoughts

I'm, I'm tired of going places alone I can't do it. I WONT anymore Why should I?? Why do you let me Tsukasa!!

つ：LOOKING DEVASTATED I— I won’t! Then! I’ll — can go everywhere with you…. Feeling out of breath to hear and seeeeee

あ：In a straddled sort of pose… Amane could bear weight heavily, hands on sternum

Eugghh but it could b so insane… grabbing something to use as makeshift rope… tying Tsukasa's arms. or forming a noose around neck

つ：SCREAAA

あ：Scary

つ：ah at some point it has to be like FREEZES TIME SHUDDERS AND WAILS ON THE FLOOR FOR A MINUTE

Ok. Time to reverse the effects I’ve learned What I wanted to

あ：I. asked for it

つ：I just wanted to know if Amane… really wanted me… here With everything changing…. if he’d run out the door or… Whatever he wanted… I just wished to know Whatever came out…! Whether it was simple or complex or about me or not

あ：A sense of obligation almost you know…? Enough time passed and you wanted to know what Amane was thinking… about any of this

admittedly Tsukasa would be like. Nevermind. if nene doesnt think she is ready for something. i need to know if Amane is coping with… not having something

Could I be doing more for you… But then its like. a. i. suppose. the answer was yes

つ：Was failing my boy Tsukasa simply wants to please him… To the utmost

あ：I arrange your tater tots in a little galaxy just to make you happy

つ：As his pleasures have been escalating… but have somewhat platuead… needed to know if force was needed It’s so like so help me I would subject nene to any spell

あ：if roachie could really ask you what you wanted there's no Tsukasa ready to be so specifically wanted… its like… how… why… It came out so… unlike anything ever before

つ：Demanding more… wanting no separation I will make it so…. kisses head of frozen in place amane

あ：This has to be such a. sleeps you. cleans up. puts you to bed is somber pets my guy

つ：Contemplates steps patiently

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malanor3 · 9 months

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my favorite place | d. ricciardo

pairing: daniel ricciardo x journalist!reader word count: 1.8k words. request: yes/no by an anon: "hi, can you do prompt 12 with daniel where reader is a journalism writer and she was so tired that she came home to the living room full of snacks, mcdonalds and disney+" i decided to use another prompt for this, i hope u don't mind! it's still the same plot, though prompt: low on money/homemade date from this prompt list. warnings: language. a/n: you get this one a bit early bc i'm a dumbass and posted it instead of scheduling it. idk if you've noticed from my previous fics but lately i've been loving the nickname 'lovie' and i intend to keep on using it lmao. PLEASE DON'T SEND REQUESTS FROM THE VALENTINE'S PROMPT LIST. i'll tag all the fics as illicitvalentine's so it's easier to keep track of them.

my masterlist / valentine's day masterlist

(plsss i'm so whipped for this man)

"(y/n), paul is out sick, can you cover for him?" your supervisor asks you.

"uhh, what do you need?" you stop typing on your computer, lifting your head to look at him.

"can you finish his article? the one about the politician's scandal?"

"politician? liam, i write about movies, this is way out of my league," you explain, opening the doc your coworker was working on. "this is going to take me hours to finish."

"sorry, kid, i don't have anyone else. tell you what, you focus on this one and i'll let someone else handle your assignments,”

“no! no, i don’t want someone else to finish mine, i’ll get everything done today,” you turn your back to him, spinning in your chair so you are facing your computer.

“that’s why you’re the best, thanks,” he says, leaving you alone to stress over the amount of work you had to do.

first thing, though, is texting your boyfriend to cancel your plans.

‘have to work late today. someone got sick and liam’s making me cover for him. i’m sorry, raincheck?’

since it was valentine's day, you and daniel had decided to stay home and cook dinner together to celebrate. but since you didn't know what time you'd be home, it was better to move it for another day.

you place your phone on the desk, sighing and rubbing the sides of your temples with your fingers. you take a deep breath, saving all your documents and opened tabs. you went to paul’s profile and opened his latest assignment, reading through his notes and the intro of his article, something about a politician denying human rights and people starting a riot in one of his rallies.

you feel sick to your stomach, this was exactly why you didn’t like writing this sort of topic, it was incredibly difficult to remain neutral when all you wanted to do was point out everything they did wrong.

you prefer to share with the world your love of films, of new opportunities and dreams that came true. of course, there was controversy as well, but you were allowed to give your opinion on those. not here, though.

your phone buzzes, and you look down, unlocking it and reading the text daniel wrote.

‘that sucks, darling:( don’t worry, let me know when you’re done and on your way home, x’

‘i will. love you.’

‘love you, so so much more, baby. don’t stress and overwork yourself too much, i need you.’

‘stop, i’m crying. ily.’

you don’t realize you’re smiling until you see your reflection on the black screen of your phone once you lock it. even just texting with dan helps you to clear your mind for a bit before diving back into a world you’re not too excited to know.

you type and type, getting lost in the sick and gruesome reality of the world you live in. you try your hardest to hurry up and finish it, but once you let yourself take a break and eat something, it’s already 4pm and everyone’s sending in their articles and research for approval. you sigh, munch on your food as you read over everything you had so far. it was pretty much done, you just needed to edit it and send it over to your supervisor. after that, you could finally finish your own projects.

it was a hard shift, from human rights to reviewing a film. but you were extremely happy once you finally had the thumbs up that the article was finished and you could go back to your own little bubble of movies and stories.

“hey, (y/n), some of us are heading to the bar down the street, you coming?” a sports journalist, brenda, asks you, smiling.

“thank you, but i’m not finished yet,” you hadn’t even realized that it was 6pm already, everyone was heading home now.

“what do you mean? you’ve been working nonstop all day, the sound of your keyboard is all everyone heard the whole day,” you smile, you loved the typewriter-style keyboard that daniel had gifted you when you started working for this magazine.

“i had to cover for paul,” you explain, “it was a hard piece for me, so it took most of my day. liam offered to hand my assignments to someone else but,” you shake your head.

“no one knows movies quite like you do,” she nods, agreeing with you. “well, good luck. i’ll see you tomorrow, happy valentine’s,” she smiles, waving her hand.

“happy valentine’s,” you whisper, sighing, you turn on your phone screen just so you could see your valentine.

a picture of daniel at the italian gp, covered from head to toe in champagne. he had this huge grin on his face, bright and euphoric as he held his trophy up in his hand.

just a few more hours and you’ll be in his arms, you comfort yourself with that thought to keep you going. you stretch, hearing your back cracking and get back to work, opening your previous tabs and documents, getting back into the groove quickly.

the time ticks by as you fill your doc with words that flow easily out of your mind once you're in your zone. throughout the course of the day you’d been working on this particular piece in the back of your mind, whenever you’d give yourself a little break, your head would travel to this article and build sentences on its own, so it was no surprise once you finally finished it.

you were proud, but you couldn’t give yourself too much time to celebrate because you still had one more to finish.

a little over an hour later, you finally finish. you send them to your higher-ups for approval and turn everything off once it is saved. you make your way to the underground parking lot, typing a message to daniel as you descend in the elevator.

‘just finished. on my way home. love you’

‘drive safely, love you xxxxx’

you smile, turning on your car and leaving the empty parking lot. there’s a headache forming in the back of your head, no doubt from staring at the screen for so many hours, and not getting enough food. your stomach protests at the thought, and you nearly get in line for the drive-through at your favorite fast food place, but your eyes are starting to feel heavy. you decide to be a responsible adult and go home instead.

sleep really starts to take over you as you park your car and grab your bag. you lean against the wall of the elevator as you go up to your floor, closing your eyes until you hear the bell and the doors opening. you step out, fishing your keys out of your bag and opening your front door.

the unmistakable smell of greasy food fills your nose, there’s light music playing from a speaker, the lights are dimmed and your favorite candle is lit, next to the tv. there’s a paused movie playing, showing the old disney logo. right in front, on the coffee table, bags of food from your favorite restaurants. from michelin-award-winning restaurants, to the classic mcdonald’s. as well as different candies, chips, all your favorites.

“dan?” you say, a lump that had been forming on your back throughout the day was disappearing as you dropped your things on the floor.

“darling!” he greets you, his head popping out of your shared bedroom. “how was your day?” he steps out, opening his arms and you immediately take the opportunity to slide your arms around his waist and pull him incredibly close to you.

“like shit. i just wanted to drop everything and come home,” you hide your face in his chest, relishing in the warmth of his arms around your shoulders, the weight of his chin on top of your head is comforting and familiar.

“i’m sorry,” he sighs, “i know this isn’t much but i thought this would make you feel better,” he says, referring to the things on your table.

“daniel, are you kidding? i love it, honestly.” you lift your head from his chest, standing on your tiptoes, and he leans down a bit, connecting your lips. “i love you, thank you. i was feeling horrible all day, but just seeing you makes everything better.”

“come here,” he untangled himself from you, holding your hand and leading you to the comfy sofa. he sat you down, throwing a blanket over your legs as you giggled. “first course, pick,” he smiled, you scanned the bags.

“mcdonald’s,” you pick, making grabby hands at him. he laughs and plops down next to you, “god, there really is nothing like the smell of fast food,”

“yeah, baby,” daniel throws an arm over your shoulder, and you lean your head against his shoulder, biting on a soft fry as he presses play.

“what movie are we watching?” you ask, pressing a kiss to daniel’s cheek.

“can you guess?” he turns to you, raising an eyebrow.

“oh, no,” you laughed, “not the rescuers-”

��the rescuers down under, baby!” he hollers, cupping a hand next to his mouth so even the neighbors can hear him.

“stop, we’ll get another noise complaint,” you threw a hand over his mouth, but he quickly grabbed it and started leaving soft kisses on your skin. “dan,”

“i come from a land down under!” he tries to sing, loudly, “where beer does flow and men chunder-”

“daniel!” you squealed, trying to shut him up between giggles.

“can’t you hear the thunder?” it’s even worse when he tries to hit the high notes. “you better run, you better take cover!” he smiles and you grab his face, thumbs dipping on his dimples, and bring his lips to yours. “hmm, you can shut me up like this all day,” he smiles, knowing his plan worked.

“idiot. i love you,” your heart is pounding in your chest.

“even when i sing these melodic tunes?” he asks, singing the last two words.

“especially then,” you nod, letting him help you up until you’re straddling his lap.

“happy valentine’s, my lovie,” he whispers, pressing soft kisses on your neck, cheeks.

“happy valentine’s, sunshine,” you say, a nickname you usually saved for special occasions. his eyes light up, you saw his smile widening, his eyes nearly disappearing behind the apples of his cheeks.

an hour later, you’re watching another film, now taking spoonfuls of the cookies and cream ice cream daniel bought as well. you’re watching a movie about a girl who has the ability to travel wherever she wants to.

“if you could be anywhere in the world, right now, where would you be?” you ask daniel, resting your chin on his chest, looking up at him.

“hmm… i don’t know,”

“come on, a place, any place, your favorite place,” you tease, poking his cheek with your finger.

“i don’t know, i guess… wherever you are. i don’t care where i am as long as i’m with you. you’re my favorite place.”

“whoa, you know, i was trying to be funny, you didn’t have to destroy me like that,” you giggle, hiding your face in his neck. “you’re my favorite place, too. you’re my home.”

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valkyrayn · 2 years

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Idk y but I think Artem may be a switch. Uh what if he shows his rough side?

anons yall got me thinking about how Artem will finally stop being so vanilla because you got him so sexually frustrated that all he wants to do is fuck you. a bit ooc (but also not cus maybe he IS a switch 👀) but damn do i really wanna see this side of him. i’m combining these three requests cus that’s the only way i’ll write them all at this point, i’ve been so busy with work lately it’s insane. anyways i wrote this one on my phone again (cus for some reason write better on my phone idk why). so i’ll format this properly tomorrow morning but anyways, here’s food. a short one but food nevertheless

ps. idk which prompt 50 is from so i just did 22 from prompt #1 cus it fits the writing <3

Pairing: Artem Wing x afab!reader

Words: 786 words

Tags: office sex, dirty talking, window sex, dom!artem, daddy kink, creampie

Artem tries so hard to ignore it. He has to finish these goddamn paperwork but you’re not helping by coming to his office every night to ‘check in on him.’ You usually just sit across him and watch him work, your feet rubbing against his cock under the desk, teasing him all while talking about the case he’s working on. And he entertains your conversations so casually, as if he doesn’t have a raging hard on behind those pants. And for 3 straight days, he tries to ignore this. But 3 days was enough.

One night, he just loses it. It is hard not to when you come in his office in a trench coat with nothing else underneath. You remove it and let it pool around your ankles and take your usual position across him. You expect him to just ignore you and continue working again, but tonight is different.

“Stand up. Go and stand near the window. Now.”

His stern voice makes you nervous but you obey him anyway, leaving your seat to stand next to the window. You feel exposed like this, completely naked while he’s still fully dressed in his suit.

Artem closes in the distance between you two and grabs onto your small hand before placing it against his erection. You can feel it twitch even with all the layers of clothing. “Can you see what you’re doing to me—fuck.” And slams your back against the window, kissing you, invading your mouth with his tongue — his kisses rough and desperate leaving you both breathless.

“Guess the only way I’m finishing this case is by fucking you first.” He turns you around and shoves his hand between your thighs, forcing your legs open so he can touch your cunt through your soaked panties. His hot breath brushes against your ear and you moan at the sudden intrusion of his fingers inside your wet heat.

“Damnit you drive me crazy…beg for it or I’ll stop.” He says, his fingers now lodged inside you but remain unmoving. You whine and roll your hips against him, desperate for the friction. “I’ve been waiting for this, Mr. Wing. Please…want you to fuck me.”

And goddamn does he fuck you. He fucks you right then and there, against the glass window of his office, the door ajar and forgotten—anyone could walk right in at any moment. He’s not stopping any time soon, not when he has finally gotten a taste of that cunt that he’s been missing for so long now.

“Fuck me, daddy…” You moan, his fucking has turned your brain into mush, causing the words to leave your lips so carelessly. Hearing you call him that made him freeze for a second and you whine at the sudden lack of movement. “Why’d you stop—“

“…say that again.”

“…say what?” you ask, turning your head back to look at him. He pushes your face against the glass and leans in, his breathing hot and heavy. “Call me daddy…” and he thrusts back into you, his cock stretching you wide once again.

“Ah—fuck daddy. Please fuck me…daddy…please!” Your voice getting louder at every thrust, his pace increasing, each slam inside your cunt harder than before.

“Should I cum inside you, you dirty slut? Tell me.”

“Yes…please inside me…please.” Your pleas desperate and it’s music to his ears.

“Please, what?”

Your brain rattles at the particular hard thrust of his cock inside you, yet it amazes you that you know exactly what he’s asking for.

“PLEASE DADDY!”

That’s all he needed to hear and it sends him immediately over the edge, his hips bucking violently against you, pushing you harder against the wall as he erupts inside you. A string of curses leave his lips, his head thrown back in sheer pleasure as he shoots his cum inside your spasming walls.

The feeling of his hot semen inside you makes you cum around him and you moan against the glass, fogging up the window with your hot breath. Artem fucks you through your orgasm, his last few thrusts slow and gentle before pulling out, leaving your thoroughly fucked body slump against the glass.

Artem gathers you in his arms and carries you towards the couch, placing you gently on it. He proceeds to clean you up, wiping the combined fluids from your thighs before draping the trench coat over your body.

“No funny business until I finish this case, okay?” He smiles at you, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead before making his way back to his desk. You watch him from the distance, admiring how quickly he regains the focus he needs for his work as you drift slowly into your slumber.

#brainrotdump #zuo ran #artem wing smut #artem x reader #prompt request #smut prompts #anon asks #xtotx-ask #totnsfw #tears of themis smut

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9tzuyu · 3 years

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stop doing that

prompt: reader always unconsciously grunts/moans when moving stuff or getting up and nat can’t take it anymore

note: i honestly have no idea what this is. probably the worst smut you’ll ever read but have fun!

[side note]: guys this is actually so bad im not kidding it was kinda rushed and i was strung tf out writing this EYE PROMISE my smut is not normally this bad omg…

+ i cant bring myself to reread byeee

warnings: 18+, mommy kink, oral (r receiving), idk what else there is that i should tag

🏷: @wandaromanova @nermalina @c-is-writing

thank u moli for proofreading ily bff

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natasha dropped her spoon the first time she heard you moan. all you did was bite into a piece of food wanda had made. she was quick to recover from her accident though, not giving a single clue away from her face.

no one thought twice about it.

but when you moved in and it became something of a regular basis, that’s when natasha knew she was in a dilemma.

she tried not to pay attention to it, she really did. but with every bite you took, or move to stand, or whine you made when you accidentally bumped into something, natasha found it harder and harder to ignore her own fiery emotions.

tonight felt worse than usual. it seemed every five seconds you were making some kind of noise with your mouth, and natasha had to clench her legs tight to suppress her own neediness.

you sat beside her, fork in hand as you dug into wanda’s meal of the night, yet another moan leaving your mouth.

natasha had half a mind to think you were doing it on purpose, but when she saw the innocent glint in your eyes when you complimented wanda’s cooking, she knew that couldn’t be true.

“oh god! ugh, this food is amazing!” you unconsciously gripped natasha’s thigh as she was right by your side.

dirty thoughts flashed through the russian’s mind. it was getting harder and harder for her to not stand up and take you there on the table. annoyed, natasha abruptly stood up from her chair and walked away in hopes of cooling herself down.

you frowned, unsure of what set her off.

“i’m going to go check on her and make sure everything’s okay.” wanda nodded, bringing her attention back to the food in front of her.

you walked briskly down the hall to natasha’s room. she closed her door right before you could call her name to stop her. so you settled on a knock.

“nat? what’s wrong?”

she sighed. of course you would follow her, what a stupid idea to think otherwise.

“i’m fine, go back to dinner. i’ll be out in a bit.”

you knocked again, harder. “natasha come out here. did i do something to upset you?”

“no, you’re fine i promise. now can you leave?” unfortunately for natasha, you wouldn’t take no for an answer.

“nattyyyyy.” you whined once more. “natash-”

“oh!” you grunted as you tripped over your own shoe, landing right against natasha’s door. you were met with the door swinging open, green eyes boring into yours.

“stop doing that.”

“doing what?”

“stop whining! and moaning, and grunting, and groaning.” she finished, cheeks rising red.

“i’m confused, nat. i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

natasha rolled her eyes and pulled you inside her room by the collar of your t-shirt. her push against the wall caused you to let out a squeal.

“you’re making it more than impossible for me to think every time you make one of those noises. stop doing it.” her voice didn’t help because all you did was whimper.

“oh i’ve had it, sweetheart.” she growled into your ear, picking you up to throw you on her bed.

another squeal.

“tell me this is okay.” you nodded, words getting stuck in your mouth. “words, princess.”

“yes, yes this is perfect.” she smirked before ripping off her clothes, resting her bare hips on your stomach. you could feel the warmth of her pussy against the bit of exposed skin you had.

natasha leaned down, placing rough kisses all over your neck, each one earning a moan. her hand slid under your shirt, squeezing your breast firmly. when no noise came out of your mouth she snickered.

“don’t go all quiet on me now, baby. you got yourself into this. now moan.” natasha finished, ripping your t-shirt in half.

her hands were rough sliding against your body, groping any form of you she could get ahold of. small moans and whines left your mouth just like she had asked.

“god, you’re so pathetic. already a whimpering mess for me and i haven’t done anything, huh baby?”

“y-yes.”

“gonna fuck you so good. gonna make you scream my name. m’gonna ruin that pussy of yours.” you found yourself being lifted up, natasha rushing to undo your pants. “mommy needs to get to what’s between these legs of yours.”

you blushed under her hungry stare, more so when she licked her lips as she took in your form. “mommy?”

“yes baby?”

“need you so bad.” you whined once again. your cries only fed into natasha’s greed because the next thing you knew her lips were kissing and sucking all over your chest. her fingers fiddled with the back of your bra, throwing it behind her when she undid the clasps. natasha swirled her tongue around your nipple, letting her second hand pinch and squeeze the other.

“mommy please-”

“moan again for me,” she demanded. you complied, arching your back up for more touch. “that’s it little one, moan my name. moan mommy’s name for me.” natasha’s ego fed off the noises you emitted, only pushing lust further into her own actions.

her fingers found their way past your hips, giving light strokes to the outside of your pussy. you squirmed at her touch, body jerking when she dipped a finger in.

“you’re getting wetter by the second, baby. i can feel you clenching around my fingers.” she mocked, sliding her finger in and out at a building pace.

“mommy-”

“i’m right here. let me hear all those pretty little noises you make.”

natasha watched as you quickly began losing control, but she didn’t want you to come undone on her fingers. she wanted to taste you, savor what you had for all the times she’d thought about it.

you weren’t paying attention at all to what natasha was doing until you felt her tongue circle around, teasing your dripping hole.

“fuck! nat-”

her velvet tongue swirled deeper, licking your clit around a few times just to hear your reaction. you were loud, and she was sure everyone else in the compound could probably hear you.

“gonna teach this greedy pussy of yours a lesson.” natasha mumbled, placing a wet kiss against your hip. her hands held down your legs, forcing them wide open for her pleasure.

she looked up to find you panting heavily, breasts rising up and down with your eyes screwed shut.

“look at me pretty girl, open your eyes. there you go.”

you bucked your hips upwards in need, noticing that she’d stopped completely. natasha didn’t listen to your request, instead focusing on the way you looked in the moment. your face was hot, hair sticking to your forehead with a desperate, humiliating look in your eyes.

“natty...”

“shhh, shhh. i don’t want to hear any words come out of that mouth of yours anymore. you know what i want to hear. now let me be the best tongue fuck of your life.”

and with that natasha latched her mouth back onto you, flicking full force, stretching her tongue as deep into you as she could. her favorite reaction of yours was when she gave a little extra suck on your clit.

your build-up didn’t take long, she could feel your body asking for permission against her face. nat’s voice was muffled when she spoke next.

“c’mon baby, come. come.”

her unspoken wish for you to cry out as loud as you could came true when she granted you your release. you were almost embarrassed at how noisy you became, but your high diminished your slight insecurity almost instantly.

“there you go pretty girl. there you go.” she cooed sweetly, crawling her way back up to your level.

“fuck, you’re amazing nat.”

“all thanks to you, sweetheart.”

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