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♡Mommy kink w/ Fem! SKZ
SKZ headcanons for Maknae Line!
Word Count: 900+
Warnings: Mommy Kink, Corruption Kink, Degradation, Punishments (Spanking & Edging), Brat tamer! Seungmin
18+ MDNI
Fem! Jisung:
♡ Definitely won't admit it but loves when you call her mommy. Maybe even a little bit into mdlg, she just wants to take care of her baby.
♡ Refers to you as baby, angel & little one in almost every sentence.
♡ Buys you plushies to watch you hump and cum all over them. Loves the way your moans and whines of her name fall from your lips as you roll your hips over the soft fur.
♡ All you have to do to get your way is just look up at her with those big innocent eyes of yours, and tell her what you want her to do to you.( If you say it sweetly with a "please mommy" at the end, she is wrapped around your pinky!)
♡ However this doesn't mean she won't punish you for misbehaving. If you been a brat, she will give you something else to whine and cry about. Already has a love for your ass, so spanking it? Chefs kiss for her. Will use just about anything (that is safe of course!) to spank you. She goes until your ass is red and raw. Until those pretty eyes of yours are filled with tears.
~♡~
You were seated right in between Fem! Jisung's legs. Her fingers have been rubbing slow circles on your cloth clit, watching as your panties form a wet spot.
"Please" You begged as tears start to fall. Fem! Jisung just cooed at you, her other hand making it to your breast to pinch and roll your nipple.
"I need to make sure you are wet enough for my cock baby." Her calling the strap her cock made you even hornier. You turned you head to look at her with big puppy dog eyes.
"Please sungie, please fuck me already. Please ruin me mommy" The desperate pleas comes from your lip.
"Oh little one, you are going to be the death of me." She removes you panties and enters inside you with ease. Hands on your hips in a bruising grip, lifting you up and down on her strap.
She thrusted at a slow pace before picking it up to a brutal speed. Your back arching as you let out little ah ah ah's.
"I love the way you respond when you finally get my cock angel"
Fem!Felix:
♡ She wants and craves for you to call her mama or really any type of mommy title there is. She calls you princess and baby.
♡ So so so sweet, just loves giving even with nothing in return. She will make you cum back to back from her tongue, then fingers, then her strap. A pleasure dom 100%
♡ It definitely takes a lot to piss her off, but is more and happy to put you back in your place when you do. I feel like her favorite punishment would be just fucking you meanly. You would never think this cutie would have such a dirty mouth on her. She will make sure to growl every dirty word into your ear with every snap of her hips as she makes you fall apart on her strap. Loves pinching your clit between her fingers and slapping it as she fucks you.
♡ Loves aftercare as much as she loves giving you orgasms. You won't have to lift a finger. She will run you a warm bath, and wash you all clean. Then she will dress you in comfy pj's, so you both can lay down and cuddle!
~♡~
Fem! Felix pace of her fingers is fast, fingers never slowing down as they hit that sweet spot over and over. She was enjoying all the sounds you were making. She pinches your clit, making you whine even louder.
She has already made you cum two times before this, once with her tongue and the other with her fingers, reducing you to nothing but a drooling dumb mess under her.
"Mommy!" High pitched moan coming out as you cum, body trembling. Your hand clutching her arm, trying to get her to stop fucking her fingers in and out.
"Aw baby" she coos, slipping her fingers out of you as she enters the tip of the strap into you. "You can give mama another one right?"
Fem! Seungmin:
♡ When you have been good she refers to you as pup & sweetheart. However if you have been a bad girl her favorite is dumb mutt.
♡She likes it but doesn't really care is you call her mommy in the bedroom, but says that title in a mocking tone every time.
♡ If you want to do anything then you need to ask her first. You want to pick out your clothes today? Ask her if you are allowed to wear it. You want to seat down? Ask her and she just might reply with a "Bad puppy's aren't allowed to sit on the furniture." Pointing to the ground by her feet, "You can kneel here." You want to cum? You better ask her sweetly because she might just be in a mood to edge you all night long.
♡ Speaking of edging it's her favorite punishment for you when you have been naughty. Fem! Seungmin has all the time in the world to edge you until you are nothing but a dumb drooling mess.
♡ Brat tamer to a T. When you act up just a little bit she is ready to take away your orgasms. She loves to degrade and humiliate you. Very sadistic! Loves slapping your face, ass, and cunt while she calls you a dumb whore.
~♡~
You had pushing Fem! Seungmins patience all day by teasing her and she was over it. Once you guys got home, she was quick to grab you by the wrist and drag you to the bedroom. She pushed you down on the bed before pulling your shorts and panties off.
"You have pissing me off all day, begging for my attention like a dog in heat." She said in tone that leaves you dripping all over the sheets. She spread your legs with her hands.
Your body jolts as you feel her hand come down hard on your clit. You legs close and then re-opens to not piss her off any further.
"Dumb pup can't be good for mommy, can she?" She slaps your cunt once again before pushing her fingers in. Not giving you a chance to adjust, as she fucks them in and out a brutal pace.
"You better not even think of cumming, dumb mutt."
Fem! In:
♡ She likes it when you call her mommy or ma'am and refers to you as baby, dolly, and little dummy.
♡ Would absolutely love it if you were younger than her even if it's only by a few months or a few days. She just wants someone she can take care of. Also if you are/acted innocent? It gets her corruption kink going and a flowing!
♡ Loves babying you and making sure you do what she says because you are just her dumb little baby who doesn't know any better. Just loves being in full control over you.
♡ Is always shopping so she can suprise and spoil you with clothes and lingerie! Loves putting you in the shortest skirts and cutest pink panties. That way it's easy for when she randomly bends you over, all she have to do is lift your skirt up and then gets to do whatever she wants to your cute little cunt.
♡ Quick to laughing in your face and wrapping her long fingers covered in rings firmly around your neck, until you close to passing out when you start acting up. Will fuck that bratty behavior out of you with her strap :)
~♡~
Fem! Jeongin has been playing with your clit for what felt like hours through your panties. Even sucking and licking at it through them. She finally pushed your panties aside, and slip her fingers in causing you to gasp.
“Yeah?” Fem! Jeongin tilts her head. She pushed in her middle and ring finger a little bit further before curling them. " Does that feel good baby? Wanna cum for me?"
"Yes" you whimpered out.
"My little dummy" She cooed, removing her fingers causing you to whine loud.
"When i ask you a question, what are you supposed to reply with?" She asked as she licks your juices off of them.
"Y-yes mommy."
"Good girl, my dumb little baby just need mommy to remind her, hmm?"
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How about Dimitrescu sisters bothering chef reader?
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I didn’t even realize this was sent in and thank you for reading.
The vein on your forehead bulged as the smell of blood and raw meat flooded your senses. It wasn’t what you were preparing that was driving you insane—it was the three girls behind you acting like children. The clanking of metal made you lose focus and when you looked over to where your knives should be, they were gone. Your heart dropped to your ass; you just got those knives.
“Put. Those. Down.” You growl, slamming the knife that was in your hand on the counter and splashing blood all over your apron. “The two of you—” you point towards Cassandra and Daniela who were looking at you with wide eyes, “—know better than to play with my knives. Especially you Cassandra. And Bela—” the blonde puts her book down and smiles brightly at you, “—why don’t you do your job as the eldest.”
She laughs and swarms in front of you. “Because I love seeing you go red with anger~ Mother doesn’t allow us to play with the maids and you aren’t a maid, dearest Y/n.”
“And you’re more fun than the maids!” Daniela quipped.
Under any other circumstance, this would’ve warmed your dead heart but when your pride and joy was on the line, it only served as fuel towards your ever growing headache. With a curl of your lips, you snatch the knives from Cassandra and Daniela with a dark glare. Cassandra simply smirked at you while Daniela was already moving towards whatever you were preparing.
“I think you enjoy when we bother you, Y/n,” Cassandra said, moving closer towards you so she could take a lick of the blood that managed to get on your face. You moved back with a disgusted grimace. “Your heartbeat slows and you always seem to be happier at the end of the day.”
Bela hummed from behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist. “Of course they do. The maids fear them just as much as they fear us.” Bela plants a soft kiss on your cheek which is nice and all but Daniela is currently eating the lunch for today.
You break out of the sandwich they had you in, slapped the meat from Daniela’s hand while also trying not to frown at her adorable pout, then pointed towards the door. “Until I am finished with lunch, the three of you are hereby banned from the kitchen until I say so. Out!”
Three pairs of eyes looked at you, then to each other, and back to you before laughter filled the room. It made you clench your jaw—they didn’t take you seriously at all.
“That was very cute of you, Y/n, but don’t forget who permits your existence in this castle,” Cassandra growls, pressing her sickle to your throat.
You scoff and brush the weapon away, “Well until Bela takes over as the head of the Dimitrescu household, it’s your mother that ‘permits my existence’ and I’m sure she wouldn’t take kindly to her daughters pestering me.”
Cassandra opens her mouth but is cut off but the matriarch of the house. “Girls!”
With a sickeningly sweet smile, you point towards the door and mouth: Out.
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arcane character and how they cook?? i feel like theyre either amazing chefs or burn water on the stove😭
Hello! I usually only do Sevika but I tried my hand at the other characters I simp for so if it sucks no it doesn’t <3
Sevika
Wouldn’t know much beyond warming things up. If it’s meat, then it’ll definitely be a bit tough and leathery. This is not a problem for her and she’ll take a bite and moan into it like she just made a five star meal. Next time, cook the meal yourself and give her a task she can’t mess up like chopping vegetables
Speaking of chopping vegetables, she’s no longer allowed to use her blade. She sawed halfway through the countertop early on into its installation
And speaking of her prosthetic, she tries to show off by skewering ingredients with her claws
Burns herself and doesn’t even blink. Has been grabbing the pan of food off of a hot surface with just her hands until you caught her doing that and yelled at her. Her metal arm is scarred to hell. She probably just didn’t feel like buying mittens and wouldn’t use them enough to justify the purchase
Even when you get mittens for her, she’s not wearing them. She’d fold them in half and use them that way, if anything
Housewife kink housewife kink
Would just lean back and smirk as she watches you, spooks you by coming up behind you and wrapping her arms around you, pries your hands off whatever you’re holding to bring them to her lips, stays distractingly close to you, pressed flush against your back
Ambessa
Beneath her. She has servants for that. But if you wanted to be all romantic and have a lovely, relaxing evening cooking with your wife, she’d reluctantly agree. I say wife because I think she’s the type to snatch up anything she wants as hers
She does occasionally cave to your demands but she really finds the whole ordeal tedious and unnecessary. Would try to sneak in one of the cooks when you weren’t looking
You come back from the bathroom to see her literally throw the chef in the pantry/out of your line of sight
“Darling!” She’ll chime, feigning nonchalance and sounding like you just came back from a year long trip
“Ambessa-“ You’d start to scold.
“No, no, he forgot his… spatula.”
“Spatula?”
“It’s his favorite. Right?”
She’ll try to convince you to just eat something raw. Voices her very loud opinion on which steps she deems a waste of time (waiting for water to boil)
“My heart, you don’t need to cook these. See?” Talks to you like you’re an imbecile and takes a chunk out of the still-moving lobster
Makes a show of tasting anything by vulgarly licking and sucking on her fingers
Vi?
No. She’d burn herself and whatever she’s attempting to cook. Either really raw or really burnt. You would have to banish her to the doorway because she just gets in the way. And she’d try to sneak tastes before it’s done, sticking those dirty ass, bandaged fingers in the pot, literally burning herself but still moving to stuff it in her mouth as she mutters “ow ow ow ow”
Whacking her hands with the spoon does nothing but make her pout and make you feel bad
She gets bored fast. Will turn around three seconds after you tell her not to do something and do it
Attempts to distract you. Will come up behind you, place her hands on your hips and start swaying with you, but she soon begins to misbehave and get carried away with neck kisses
You try to give her harmless tasks to keep her hyperactive brain satisfied. Maybe you’ll be successful when you ask her to show you what she was able to pickpocket/steal today
“That looks like it’s done.”
“10 more minutes, Vi.”
“But it’s all-“ She gestures desperately at the pasta. “Noodly.”
“Needs to soak.”
“… Can I just get mine then-“
“No.”
On an unnecessary, sadder note, I imagine she’s more goofy and laid back with you because you make her inner child feel safe.
Silco
Probably the only one who’s decent. He probably tried to learn more sophisticated things once he got rich, things he didn’t have the chance to when he was growing up in the undercity. Very fancy and by the book, serves irritatingly small portions. Wears an apron and mittens with his colors and you have to as well if you’re helping. Maybe one day you surprise him with a less elaborate dish, something messy
He would attempt to eat it with utensils before submitting to his roots and digging in with his hands
Okay but watching him chopping something, dress shirt sleeves rolled up on his forearms, dexterous fingers gripping the blade? Carving into it like he would flesh-
Jinx
Views the whole ordeal as a science experiment. What happens if you mix these ingredients together? She’ll find out!
You’ll constantly get whacked with those braids because she moves around the kitchen like a tornado
Wants to do everything right by your side. What are you working on? She can help. Wouldn’t it be so cute and romantic if you cut things together?
Chooses unnecessarily large knives for tasks that require small ones
“Toots! Wouldn’t it be faster if we used the flamethrower?”
You’d have to give Jinx her favorite juice and maybe she’ll be okay with sitting on the counter and watching you cook instead.
If she is, she’d make concerningly happy noises when you bend over or flex your muscles as you cut something up. You’d look over to see big blue eyes unabashedly staring at you, laying on her stomach, head in her hands as she kicks her feet
If she was in a more serious mood, she’d actually stun you with how precise she is. While she may be occasionally overzealous with some ingredients, she could be pretty decent if she tried. It’s like making a bomb, sort of.
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Not only did I get the game working, but I managed to get my saves to work, and I went down and kicked Cazador's fucking ass. Spoilers under cut.
I have so many feelings about the end of Astarion's quest. So many feelings about so many of Astarion's feelings. Since I played a good route, I went for redemption for him, and gods was the payoff worth it. Hearing in dialogues as we built up to the fight, hearing him question doing the ritual or not. The final decision, getting the option to do a fucking Insight check to then use to Persuade him not to do it. The raw burst of emotion when he does kill Cazador (and his damn near bursting into tears).
Just... everything. It was beautiful.
And how it finished off killed me.
This is a gift, you know. I won't forget it.
They made it all come full circle with that line. Reusing a line as a sort of motif is my crack.
It was also nice, in a headcanon way, to get food for the brain worms. To let Tannivh be vindicated in "you're better than this" that he's been hammering into the man's head this entire journey, showing him that raw power isn't everything, that stabbing everyone in the back isn't everything, that there is a better world out there. "Thank you for saving me, from myself." To have Astarion finally fucking admit it.
Absolutely wonderful. Chef's kiss. 10/10. Eager to see what else the end of the actual game might hold (though I've got a bit before that).
...
Also let Karlach kiss his "stupid pointed face". I want to see that interaction of him batting her away like a disgusted little kid, whining "eeew, nooo, stoooop."
Addendum: Also, I didn't expect the "fucking on his grave" thing was real, but it was. Astarion, darling, your idea of "therapy" and "living" is a little weird, but um... whatever helps you heal, I guess. Lucky for you, you got a very understanding and loving freak of a boyfriend.
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TRIMAX VOL 2 YEEP YEEP YEEP
time for the thoughts :D
chap 1:
-YES HES HERE :D
-ok when you think about thats brutal af, this is the worst nightmare of anyone who takes public transport
-:c hes so soft
-the fucker with the balls scared me >:v get out and leave my son alone
chap 2:
-legato eating lmao :b but creepy at the same time
-"no guys we cant destroy him anymore, just traumatize him" what a metal thing to order knives, you sicko
-OH I LOVE THIS SCENE
-vash is doomed to be driven everywhere hes like me fr
-aw he looks tired :c
-nightow honey.....thank you so much for this dumb joke lmao
-yes vash ofc your bf is hiding something but this is not the time to think about that
-oh wait i remember this chapt-...oh fuck
-*insert 98 vash yelling get me out of here*
-"demon priest" nice nickname for your bf
-OH WAIT DO THEY STRAIGHT UP TOLD HIM "he so your brother wants us to traumatize you, yknow the classic stuff" TO HIS FACE I FORGOT
-also NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
-PLEASE HE JUST WANTS TO GO HOMEEEEEEEEEEE
chap 3:
-oh the title page of this one *chef kiss*
-OH MAN HES READY TO GET INVOLVED DID I MISS THAT THE 1ST TIME???
-ooooh the betrayal
-oh that line that tries to be a panel line is cool as hell
-...ok i yet dont get much from this battle but pretty cool nonetheless
-i got the final part tho
chap 4:
-ok i do respect samurai guy here tho, die with your principles ma man
-ah no its the timeeeee noooooooooooooo
-im gonna need a hug
-:c
-ok i need the hug now
-IM GONNA START CHEWING GLASS
-"im willing to die so you fucking realize you cant go around in life just running away" is raw af, but replying with "im not gonna shoot you cuz i want to fucking show you hope" is even worst
-NIGHTOW IM GOING TO YOUR FUCKING HOUSE AND after respectfully shaking your hand BITE IT
-the man who bears the role of savior with a smile while it hurts vs the man who bears the role of the murderer without an expression while it hurts...IT ALL JUST HURTS
-MY GIRLS ARE HERE
-AH NAHHHHH I FORGOT ABOUT THATTTTTT
chap 5:
-nooooo stoppppppp :c
-something something, parallel with vash in a escape pod something, something tears
-I HATE LIFE ACTUALLY (the hc of wolfwood having regular nightmares is not even a hc, it actually happens)
-"we need 2 rooms" cmon dont be shy :3
-oh wait i love this chapter :3 even if it has the most unhealthy implications ever like vash omfg cant you just take a fucking break :)
-nah hes not ignorant of anything...hes just really stupid with a big ass heart
-ok i feel like im insulting vash too much rn, its the wolfwood pov mb
-hes so dead
-awww :3 im sorry for calling him stupid, he's just really nice in a world where mercy is basically being stupid
-vash is making the smallest and most pathetic noises and the guy is like "oh wow you can help me come up with a plan? thanks :D"
-woop
-i agree with rob but i also agree with his dad. this ties back nicely with the thing about considering killing people just because of family.
-i mean...yeah theres something deeply wrong with vash...those arent news i think
chap 6:
-wolfwood noooooooooooooooooooooo :c
-wolfwood dont *smack in the head* stop those thoughts rn
-i love wolfwood poking on the subject like "well at least i cant do that cuz IM HUMAN.....what about you vash hm?"
-AND WE LOVE A CHARACTER WHO DOESNT HAVE EVERY VALUE SET IN STONE :D vash ily and your search for an answer sm
-ah that looks pretty :D
-when i tell you THAT FUCKING SCENE HASNT LEFT MY MIND SINCE I READ IT THE 1ST FUCKING TIME. I FUCKING FREAKED OUT ABOUT IT CUZ I WAS SO FUCKING RELIEVED AND THATS ON MY TOP MEANEST THINGS NIGHTOW HAS DONE. AND THIS IS VOL 2 OF TRIMAX
-also lets go back to wolfwood "i don't have the right to hold you" vs vash embracing the hugs ONLY TO GET THIS. WHAT ARE YOU TELLING ME NIGHTOW HUUHHHHHHH YOU MF-
(i dont think we'll get this or something similar in stampede but if we do...if we do i will bite people and that's a promise)
chap 7:
-SHUT UPPPP, WOLFWOOD KILL HIM
-YEAH CMON BABY
-im.....im so sad for him
-"the mind of a man is bleeding out".....yeah you can call him that ig
-oh shit thats how this volume ends??? fuck ig????
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Hello friends! It's that time again, time for your old pal Soft to send in some anonymous degeneracy. I am glad you liked my review, spitdrunken! I do tend to ramble, so to see someone happy to get my text walls is nice. But it did make me realize that it caused everyone else to have to do a lot of scrolling, so I apologize for that. Sorry guys! This submission will be done in sets. I'll number them so it's easy to keep track, let me know if Tumblr eats one. I'll keep it all in a text document so I don't lose anything. That's kinda why I was sending everything in one big ask, but I'm willing to put in the extra effort to keep everyone's dash smaller. 1
notes: incest
So! First things first: RIP Ingo, did not realize that he wouldn't have any lube. See this is why you're the one getting paid to write things around here. But the idea of Ingo trying to line up their orgasms is just *chefs kiss* beautiful. Lovely! And the idea of having multiple takes of Emmet getting the strap, wanting to get the perfect one, because his big brother deserves only the best! Ah, very nice. 2
And then you come in with the absolute genius idea of a video focusing on Reader-chan! I completely adore it! I hadn't MEANT to have so little focus on the reader, tbh I think I got lost in the incest sauce. But I got another idea to add onto it:Ingo gets another video, only this time it's from Emmet. Again, it opens up to a scene of smut.
Only this time, his brother is taking Reader-chan from behind. Emphasis on BEHIND. Reader-chan's pussy is wet but empty. And then Emmet speaks up.
"Hi big brother! Our darling wanted to make another video for you. And they're being verrrrry picky tonight. Do you want to tell him why?"
Reader-chan, short of breath, squeaks out "Because I need you! I want you! M-me too Ingo!" because of course they need Ingo, this is a three car train! 3
Ingo watches, enraptured, as his little brother takes their shared lover from behind. Occasionally a touch to their clit is given, but Emmet's hands are more focused on their chest."So what are you going to do for him?" Emmet asks, though he obviously already knows. "I-I'm...! Ah, my, my pussy!" Reader-chan is trying to speak, but a horny Emmet is a beast, Ingo knows.
"Your cute little pussy? What about it?" he teases, leaving marks on their darling's neck.
"I'm saving it! Until y-you get back...please come back! I need you too! Need to be full!"
It's about companionship! Both of them need their holes to be filled by Ingo's cock! (Which gets rubbed raw all over again lol. Maybe the sentiment behind it will help him? Love always finds a way!) 4
So then we come to the main event and spitdrunken how did you KNOW I was going to write about Emmet wearing a plug for Ingo but forgot about it?! We really are on the same page omg.
For your consideration: Ingo comes home to Emmet, face down, ass up and plugged up, cock already leaking precum because FINALLY his brother is HOME and he's going to be FULL!
And Reader-chan just looks up at him and says "He's ready for you." 5
Ingo is ready for him too. Emmet doesn't get a warning, the plug is out and his cock is inside in one thrust. And his little brother goes wild! This is what he needed!
"You kept that inside of you all day? Were you that desperate for me? Wasn't our darling enough?" Ingo asks, his voice even and his pace rough.
"No! Not enough! Need you Ingo! I-AH, CUMMING!
"But Ingo doesn't stop. He fucks him through his orgasm because, like you said, he's going to push him even further past his limit! (And god bless you for saying that the image is delectable.) 6
Reader-chan, of course, is watching all this with glee, because who wouldn't? It's hot as fuck, it's plenty of material for them to get themselves off too!But that's not enough for Ingo.
"I think you should show them how much you appreciate their patience."
"Yes! Yes yes thank you thank you darling thank you-AH!"
Ingo grabs Emmet by the hair and lifts his head up.
"Put that mouth of yours to work on their pussy until I'm finished with you." 7
And Emmet, well, tries. His tongue is wet and sloppy on Reader-chan's clit, and that's all well and good. But it's hard for him to focus when he's being fucked within an inch of his life. This doesn't mean that Reader-chan doesn't get off, oh no! The whole situation, the fact that Emmet simply CAN'T focus on using his mouth, his cute little whimpers and moans, watching Ingo and how sexy he looks as he fucks his brother silly, it's more than enough to make them cum!
And if all else fails, Reader-chan can just grind against Emmet's nose. A perfect little human clit bump!So then, when Reader-chan is nice and sated but Ingo is STILL pumping load after load of cum into his brother, that's when the camera comes back into play. 8
"Emmet looks good like this, don't you think? I want to save this expression of his."
Emmet doesn't protest, making desperate, happy little noises. "See? He's close. Will you take the picture, dear?"
Obviously, they will. Reader-chan holds Emmet's head up for the shot. His expression is deliciously whorish: flushed cheeks, tears in his half lidded eyes, tongue lolling out, and a big smile.Reader-chan, being cheeky, decides to add one more thing to the photo.
"Give us a double peace sign! Say cheese!"And he does! The money shot is taken right when Emmet cums, shaky peace signs and all. It's a picture perfect ahegao! 9
So then at last "When Emmet is a crumpled, twitching mess on the bed, ass leaking cum" (unchanged because oh my GOD how could I?!) Reader-chan finally their pussy stuffed with Ingo's cock. Both of them sigh at the relief, because nothing else they've done can compare to this.
"Thank you so much for your patience." Imgo groans out. "We took tomorrow off. I plan to take care of you properly then."
"Ingo! Oh god, it's so good!" Reader-chan shouts because it is! It's good! The wait is over and their pussy is filled! Stuffed with cock and cum, leaving them a mess too. But of course, they're going to get the same treatment as Emmet tomorrow.
Aaaaaand that's it! Hope everything goes through and that you enjoyed the work. I've got a bunch more scenarios to give once this is posted. Specifically, the next one is about obliterating those twinks! Well, one twink to start with. Have a great day! 10/10
HI Soft!!! I personally really enjoy your rambling, so never worry about it <333!!! I'm pretty sure I got all of your asks!! (A first for Tumblr LMAO) But I think it's great you're so considerate of everyone <33!!
I'm glad you liked all of my additions so much :')!!! You don't have to incorporate EVERYTHING I say but I'm always happy to hear what you do enjoy <3
BUT OH MY GOD. YOUR BRAIN IS SO HUGE. READER WAITING FOR INGO TO BREAK IN THEIR PUSSY AAA... IN LOVE WITH THIS. If they're going to get it off, they're going to do it through their tits and ass- They can't cum from touches to their pussy, or it wouldn't be saving it </3!! I like to think that maybe Reader doesn't do anal a lot and Emmet really enjoyed working them open on his fingers and cock <33!!
SAME BRAIN <33 When Ingo gets home, he's a bit disappointed to only find Reader happily welcoming him back!! He loves them tons, definitely, but he loves his brother too!!! Reader winks at him and tells him Emmet has his own way of celebrating his return <33 He's waiting for him in the bedroom! It's such a thick plug that Ingo can fuck him immediately!!
INGO GRABBING EMMET BY THE HAIR TO MAKE THEM LAP AT THEIR PUSSY IS SOOOOOO <3333 absolutely top tier. legendary. ESPECIALLY how clumsy he is! Maybe eventually that Reader tells him to just stick out his tongue and let them do all the work, since he's so busy getting fucked <333 they just grind down against him because it's all he's good for right now!!
THE IMAGE. it gets put in the poly groupchat later HAHAHAH BUT HELP I LOVED YOUR DESCRIPTION OF IT... emmet is the perfect ahegao character he just would do it perfectly I can feel it....
Maybe by the time Ingo is fucking Reader he's already quite spent, so he doesn't cum as much inside their pussy as he did in Emmet, but that doesn't take away from his pace!!! No matter how sensitive he is!!
I hope you liked my additions and responses too and i look forward to whatever you wanna send next :')!!! have a good one!
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Random thoughts re: Obi-Wan Kenobi. Spoilers under the cut:
I started crying during the very first scene because my emotions have been so raw this week and I did NOT expect to get kicked in the face with Order 66 AGAIN it was harrowing. :(
I'm glad they waited for Ewan McGregor to age gracefully for the necessary number of years to play this version of Obi-Wan instead of rushing to do it immediately after the prequels. There's something really beautiful and poignant seeing the lines on his face during close ups...the passage of time can do things no amount of CGI or make up can convey. The man is HAUNTED and it's all there in his eyes.
I did not expect to see Leia and the Organas and Alderaan and the fact that we got to see so much of Leia's life as a princess there was such a joyful delight.
I teared up the second time when Bail Organa (Jimmy Smits!) hauled his actual ass all the way to Tatooine and said to Obi-Wan 'There is no one I trust more with my child than you. Please, old friend. For her. One last fight.' THE FEELS I HAS THEM.
Like Obi-wan is actually really terrible at hiding the fact he's a Jedi? The way he swishes his cape around so casually you can clearly see the lightsaber on his hip? The way he wears clothes that look exactly like Jedi robes/cloak? The way he runs around on Daiya with his hood off the entire time while an entire planet of bounty hunters is looking for him (and knows his face)???
The way they show Leia's connection with the Force by her uncanny ability to read people is just...chef's kiss. Also the way she razzes Obi-wan lol.
I hope we get a glimpse of 10 year old Luke's life with Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru. Joel Egerton is amazing.
I have no idea what's going to happen next, even though everyone knows what happens in ANH and I love that.
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what ya think of the new re4 remake? c:
I love it! (Everything below is the opinion of a nerd who is way too into the RE world, btw.)
OG RE4 is my favorite video game ever, and like many I was worrying over every bit of information we were fed. I didn't expect it would be, but the worry that it would be like the RE3 remake was there. Thankfully, I think Capcom knew they had to do this one right.
For me, the game is 10/10. They really upped the horror, the story, and made the difficulty feel welcome. Great enemies, great use of the cult this time around, and the game is absolutely beautiful. Not to mention the sound design is so goddamn perfect. I also love how the soundtrack is similar to the original with the old leitmotifs in some of the music. I love the addition of requests and the expansion of the maps and the exploration in certain chapters.
As a remake 9/10 - I'm aware this is just because of nostalgia filters. It's only because I have a few problems with some of the characters. While I think the tweaks to the story made it stronger and a lot of the characters are so good (I've always loved Ashley even in the OG but I'm glad everyone is taking to her in the remake), some got a raw deal.
It's a touchy subject right now, and I'm going to state: I don't condone harassment or bullying. I do think you can criticize something without being cruel. I'm not a fan of Ada's voice acting, but I can recognize what the actress was going for. I'll leave it to others to speculate. That being said, I feel like they gave her character a lot less to do. I'm hopeful the Separate Ways DLC fixes that. Krauser is... okay. Just okay. (Which disappoints me as someone who likes the metaltango ship; none of that tension was there this time.)
That being said, I think Nick (Leon's VA) did much better this time around for me. Really appreciated the fine line he played between Leon's depression and his cocky jokes. Luis is great with a correct accent and he's very playful (and all the new backstory for him and his involvement in Umbrella is S tier shit). VA for Ashley is very good. Merchant is CHEF'S KISS, god I loved him, I'd go to the shooting range just to hear him praise me in that accent.
I guess my biggest complaint is the big bads? They just feel so removed from the game. I know it's realism they're going for, but I really liked the hacking of Leon's comms in the OG so we could have conversations with them. It showed personality.
Mendez was... there. Tbf he was there in the OG, too. At least he chased us a bit this time. I hated that I didn't SEE his transformation in his boss fight. He didn't feel like a big threat. (And yes, I missed Leon charge kicking him and getting thrown on his ass, god that was so good.)
Salazar talked at me a few times, but he was so much more of a puppet and tool and thus FUNNY in the OG. I liked how frustrated he got. His remake version, again, is fine. I like that Leon just gets fed up and shoots him all the time. He's at least more present than the other two. The change in his boss fight is good, it has more mobility and I like all the tricks to it.
Saddler is probably my biggest disappointment. I love Saddler in the OG. He has so much personality. He's SO charismatic. He's confident and is a presence from when you first meet him in the Church (and before) until you defeat him in the end. He's in the castle and handles shit himself. He *jokes* with Leon and laughs at him. His fight with Ada in Separate Ways is the hardest thing in the game. I dunno, I'm bummed for him, haha. I think making him this devout cult guy as his defining feature kinda diminished him.
One last thing: I wanted the U3 fight. I'm in the minority, I know. I also know rumors and some of the game's files indicate it might be a DLC thing, but that was the only boss fight in the OG that scared me. It was so different than anything I'd ever done, so I wanted to see how they'd tackle it. All well.
Even with these critiques, I genuinely really enjoy the game. I had a huge smile on my face the entire time. I'm not mad about anything; the changes all worked for a remake and a new generation of people playing it. It's great, no matter these few nitpicks. That's all they are, nitpicks, because the game is spectacular. It's beautiful and it's fun and I really recommend people to play it because this is what a remake SHOULD be.
#lol sorry for the long rant#a little too nerdy when it comes to RE#resident evil 4 remake#resident evil 4 remake spoilers#re4 remake#re4 remake spoilers#spoilers#re4#resident evil 4#resident evil#my opinion
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People argue about what even is canon in the first place anyway. Even the starting point can't be agreed upon.
Including the 2nd ask bc I'm assuming they're from the same nonny? (pfft like more than one person would send me asks in one day lmao)
Anyway ... I mean, I'm mostly ambivalent on the first point re: people disagreeing over canon, bc ... like, idek where to start on all the shit that I could say about fans' relationship to and interaction with canon or even what canon technically is, like, by definition (and therefore what even qualifies as canon).
But I did want to address the second point bc I think it's a good opportunity to just sort of toss this hot take into the void: "Stating that fiction is subjective will ruffle some people's feathers at the minute" - so what? So. What. Fiction is subjective, all art is subjective, and that's something that is true, has been true, and will be true regardless of some fans' decision to just decide that things don't work that way.
They can get their feathers ruffled as much as they like, but people need to learn that their personal emotions and feelings about A Thing don't mean that they can just decide that That Thing is suddenly something else (or decide something else is suddenly That Thing). It's just like how words like gaslighting and narcissistic and abusive and torture and trigger have become so diluted bc people a) don't actually understand what gaslighting, for example, is, and therefore cannot possibly call it out with any real degree of accuracy, so they just end up throwing a really weighted term at something as basic, human, and everyday as telling a lie. Or an emotional argument becomes abuse, or being squicked by something makes it a trigger.
OR, on the opposite side of the coin, b) maybe they actually do know what gaslighting or abuse is, but then they will categorize anything that remotely falls within the realm of the same definition as being gaslighting or abuse. I, personally, for example, really hate the way that some people claim Mobius tortures and enslaves Loki. It drives me up the wall when I see those takes because - okay, are these terms technically correct? Yeah, technically, which is what they use to justify it - "Well, this source defines "torture" as xyz, and Mobius is clearly doing z, so Mobius is a torturer." But words mean shit, so are you really asking me to accept that Mobius tortured Loki just as Thanos tortured Loki? Yes? Okay, how? No? Okay, why not?
Here's the thing - Mobius never laid a hand on Loki, nor did he sadistically, literally play with Loki's mind. Remember, Loki was being influenced by the mind stone in Avengers and the Other had a constant connection to Loki's consciousness. Thanos (and the Other) tortured Loki. Mobius ... was mean to him during an interrogation and also lied about Loki being responsible for Frigga's death (and I've said it before, Mobius was being an unreliable narrator in this scene and anyone who believes - because of Mobius - that Loki actually killed Frigga is both factually wrong and also an idiot). Like, Mobius is shitty to Loki but Thanos is torturous to Loki. The two are not the same, regardless of how they may technically be defined. By calling the former torture, consistently, bc his behavior meets some arbitrary technical definition, you're actively diluting the word bc you feel like its weight lends credibility to your argument that Mobius sucks.
... I got off-topic for a second there, I'm sorry. But back to my point: fiction is subjective and I don't care whose feathers I ruffle by saying that. It's true, and acting like it's not so that you can feel like you have the "right" interpretation of the character (thus giving you personal validation which, I'm sorry to say, the Emperor thought that he was wearing fabulous new clothes but that didn't change the reality that he was butt ass naked) is just ... *gesticulates wildly bc words fail me* shitty.
#also yes i do realize that there are degrees of subjectivity and a certain amount of objectivity applies#to art and fiction but i'm not gonna go into all that#suffice it to say i have a degree i know how fiction works#interestingly i just saw a post the other day that struck me bc well#it's an ernest hemingway quote and he's talking about how the symbolism in the old man and the sea doesn't actually exist#he's like 'the sea is a fucking sea. the old man is an old man. that's it'#and i mean yes he was most likely drunk and just firing off some annoyed reply bc he was an unpleasant person especially later in life#and thus should be taken with a grain of salt but my point in bringing it up is to say that hemingway asserting there's no symbolism#doesn't negate the symbolism that ended up in the novel. that book is consistently taught in english classes#especially in college#it's taught and analyzed and various meanings and interpretations have been extracted from it and those things don't suddenly become *wrong#just bc hemingway was like 'no i didn't intend that.' - once consumed by an audience the material becomes what the audience makes it#death of the author is actually a pretty significant thing in literature#tld;dr: fiction doesn't stop being subjective just bc you want it to the end#incidentally the line 'people are heartless about turtles bc its heart beats after it dies#but the old man thought i have such a heart too' or something like that i can't remember#is just *chef's kiss* that's a raw ass line#anyway sorry i have to go now bc my shift is over lmao rip my post i don't have time to revise#asks#a nonny mouse#charlotte replies#also none of this is aimed at you anon your ask just happens to be my soapbox
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Day 3- So soft for me
Summary: Kakashi is trying to prepare you a nice meal, but he suddenly changed his plans.
Warnings: SMUT so MINORS DNI*, established relationship, cunnilingus, squirting, Kakashi knows how to cook, fem!reader, shinobi!reader
*dni means do not interact so please leave if you are a minor, thank you for being responsible
Length: ~1350
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You open the door to your shared apartment. Since it is pretty late in the evening you expect Kakashi to be already home since his duties kept him within Konoha’s perimeter lately. The compression garments you are wearing on your lower body are starting to feel uncomfortably against your skin, almost feeling the way it was digging in your flesh. Being a shinobi your attire had to be not only comfortable but also aid your fighting style, however on days like this where your duty doesn’t send you far from home you choose to wear the shaping garment under your attire for a more dainty and feminine look.
After you make your presence known and are presented with a loud hum from the bathroom you go straight to the bedroom to change into something more restrictive. You start undressing by taking off your flak jacket, your top, your pants and finally- your shapewear and underwear. You hastily throw the garments around the room- something you know Kakashi would later scold you for- and hurry to take on a pair of comfortable panties and an oversized t-shirt. As you were fumbling around to find a pair of sweats in the lowest drawer, you heard Kakashi’s reflexive knock on the door. You were together for about 2 years now and he still found himself unconsciously knocking whenever entering a room.
“Hey Y/N what you wanna eat tonight I can make either-” he choked on his words at your sight. Ass up in the air, innocently rummaging through the lowest drawer mumbling something about cleaning. The t-shirt was giving him the perfect view of your pantie-clad ass and thighs.”-kabayaki style fish or barbeque” he whispered the last part to himself as he wiped his hands clean on his ‘kiss the chef’ apron. His eyes trailing the form of your legs from the ankle up to the black lace of the underwear, he found himself frowning.
“The fish sounds really good-” you were interrupted by cold fingers softly tracing along the skin on the back of your thighs, goosebumps raising all the way up to your ears. You stand up and turn to face a confused and maybe slightly annoyed Kakashi.
“Why do you have all these red marks all over you? It looks as if you folded your skin or slept on a very crumpled bed, and I’d like to believe it’s none of the above since you just arrived home.” His eyebrows were furrowed and his fingers kept following the red lines, all along your plush legs and way up to your soft tummy. His voice was calm as ever but it was laced with concern and fear.
“‘Kashi, it’s just the shapewear I have-” you point a dainty finger towards the guilty piece of clothing and he follows the direction of your index with his gaze “- it gets really tight after a day of work but it really makes my legs and tummy look smaller and pretty”. His eyes were fixed away from you, pondering his options.
You don’t even have enough time to properly finish your explanation before your lover picks you up unceremoniously over his right shoulder. You squeal in response to his actions not knowing what to expect further. “Hatake Kakashi put me down right now!” you felt blood rising under the skin of your face, suddenly the colder air of the room hitting your exposed backside. You clawed pointlessly at his back but he seemed to be having other plans.
He slapped your left asscheek and then the back of your thighs making your squirm more while he started moving closer to the bed. “Well honey, I wanted to prepare you a nice meal but you seem to have tempered with mine. Now, I suggest you stop resisting or I’ll have to be rougher-” he slaps your exposed cheeks again making you squeal but not enough to even sting”-than I’d like to be.”
And with that he drops you on the bed, both of you a laughing and giggling mess as he starts pestering kisses all over your face. “Look what you did, you made the chef upset, now I’ll have to dine without you.” He kissed his way all the way down to your navel where he started nipping and tucking the soft flesh between his teeth. You inevitably start wanting more and more and start whimpering slightly. He inches painfully slow to your throbbing core, before he stops the painfully hot trail of kisses.
He settles between your thighs resting his face lovingly on one of your inner legs smirking like an idiot. The awfully intense eye contact makes you hide your face in your hands. He chuckles darkly before he manhandles your legs in a mating press and starts digging his face in your sopping wet pussy.
“Kakashi-” you wailed in vain. His name was leaving your mouth like a mantra, he was making your mind go fuzzy from all these feelings. He was licking long tantalizing strips from your weeping hole all the way to the bundle of nerves that he loved grazing with his teeth before closing his mouth and gently suckling the bud.
As the white haired jonin was increasing his pace, his blunt nails were digging crescent marks in the plush of the back of your legs, occasionally removing a hand only to bend your body even more to slap the roundness of your ass. Your legs started quivering uncontrollably he abruptly removed his mouth from your core, making you desperately whine and whimper.
“You are beautiful, this pretty ass- and, and everything about your soft skin it just makes me-” he makes a point by slapping harder your cushiony behind and raking his nails on the length of your hamstrings; your body overly sensitive still on the edge of an orgasm convulsing at every ministration, fat tears threatening to escape any minute.
“Oh- Oooh!” You trash around when he licks his lips still tasting your juices all over him, and easily slips two long digits inside of you, hitting your g spot perfectly. The band in your lower abdomen only seems to be tightening as he keeps praising how lush your skin is, how strong your legs are, how your ass jiggles when he buries himself to the hilt, how well everything fits in his hands when he squeezes and pounds you mercilessly.
“Kakashi I-I’m… ” Everything was just too much and it felt so much more than ever before.
“Oh fuck” Kakashi’s breathless and raw voice hit your ears and you toppled over the edge of your orgasm. It was violent, making you gush all around his apron and hand, soaking the sheets underneath the both of you. Your eyes were open wide, pupils dilated, a thin layer of sweat was shining on your face and some of your hair got trapped in the stickiness of it. Your chest was heaving as you gasped for air in your desperate attempts to apologize for the mess made, but then something struck you.
Not only were you still a whimpering mess, but so was your lover, his body hovering over yours in an attempt to regain his own breath, face scrunched up hiding into the crook of your neck whispering a string of curses. He carefully removed his hand from your heat and probed your lips with the pads of his fingers. In your half hazed state you obeyed his demand opening your mouth to suck his fingers clean with fervour.
The way his face flushed, eyelids fluttered and his hair was tickling your neck as he stood up was rather obscene. That’s when it hit you. The tent that formed before in his pants, half-hidden by his apron was gone, making you reach an innocent hand to grab at it. What you didn’t expect was the wet and sticky patch you felt underneath the flimsy cloth piece. Your eyes widened in disbelief as he lowered his gaze hiding his embarrassment.
“Oh ‘Kashi, did you?” He kept silent for a few moments as he rested his head on your belly, snaking his hands to snuggle around your waist.
“I’m not lying when I tell you how beautiful you are.” he sighed as he felt your nimble fingers grounding yourself in his silvery-white locks.
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Hiya! I am definitely on the writing block train with ya, I’m sending all the positive writer vibes your way tori!
You’re writing is always something I look forward to reading- I just- *chef’s kiss*
In the event of overcoming this writing slump I would love to req. some nsfw bokuto x reader with the lovely smut prompt of either #55 or #99?
Thank you and I truly believe that you can ko this writing block’s ass😉.
but I’m hungry
// nsfw (minors dni!!), f!reader, oral f!receiving, no seriously some good good pussy eating thanks, domestic smut mmm
ty for the posi vibes, but more so, thank u for req bokuto because i have been on a bokuto brainrot for like,,, mmm ~~ weeks thanks ,, srsly one of the best things I’ve written I think so
this is a part of my 3k event ! ~ go request smthn or send me hcs
“You know, there wasn’t a single thing to eat in the kitchen until you walked in.” His head is still in the refrigerator when you enter the kitchen. Either he is disgustingly aware of your morning routine or your footsteps aren't as light as you thought.
"It is 7 in the morning, don't you think it's a little early for stupid pickup lines?" Your eyes are half-lidded, still contemplating going back to sleep instead of starting your day as a blurry Bokuto takes 3 strides to meet you where you stand.
He wastes no time wrapping his arms tightly around you. "Who said it was a stupid pickup line? Maybe I'm just hungry for something in particular this morning."
"Don't you have practice in like an hour?" you ask, rubbing your eyes with one hand so you can actually focus on your boyfriend.
"But I'm hungry," he whines, pressing his forehead to yours, pleading eyes waiting for any bit of approval that you'll give him. You lock your arms together around his neck as you nod. What were you supposed to do? Turn him down?
The pleas in his eyes are replaced with excitement and a more unapologetic hunger as he lifts you, quickly making his way to the counter. You can't help your laugh, "What? No bedroom?"
His fingers are already hooked into the waistband of your shorts and underwear when he looks up at you, joking confusion all over his face that almost immediately turns into a grin. "I'm eating in the kitchen where I'm supposed to."
He pulls them off in one motion, nudging your legs apart with his own before lowering himself and hooking his arms under your knees, locking his fingers together on your lower back.
It's always a gamble when Bo gets in between your legs. Some days he takes his time, teases you for hours using only the tip of his tongue until you're so sensitive that his breath could make you come if he asked you to. Some days he savors it, letting you come whenever you feel it approaching, but staying buried between your legs for as long as he can hold his breath so he doesn't have to be away from you.
Some days he wants to make you come as many times as you can handle just to prove to himself and you how much power he has. Some days he goes as hard as he can, using whatever he can to hear those unbelievable noises you make, making a huge mess of you and wherever you are.
Today... Today your boyfriend is hungry, starving actually from the looks of it as he stares between your legs, mouth watering as he just takes in how fucking pretty you are.
He looks up at you, not for permission, but so that you can see the gratitude that's taking over every single one of his features. His eyes are locked on yours, focus resting on the golden color as he inches closer to you, mouth open and tongue out.
Your jaw relaxes, mouth opening slightly as your tongue rests against your bottom lip, waiting with bated breath as you feel yourself growing wetter.
He licks a long strip between your lips, dipping into your hole before running the flat of his tongue against your clit. It's the most control that he exhibits all morning. Tasting you on his tongue, feeling your juices coat his tongue, all of his restraint is gone.
He buries himself as deep between your legs as is physically possible, his nose pressed up against your clit as he slurps whatever wetness he can, using his bottom lip to make sure that he doesn't miss any of it.
"mmm taste so fucking good," he mumbles against your pussy, the vibrations making your thighs clench. "fuck, baby, baby, you taste so fucking good." You're already coming, lacing your fingers into his hair as he moans into you, tongue diving so deep into your cunt, scooping out all of the cum that he can.
But he wants more. He needs more. It's not enough. He pulls you closer to him and you're convinced that he can't breathe. Your thighs are engulfing him and your pussy is suffocating him and he has never looked happier. You've lost his eye contact from how submerged he is between your legs. You know that they're probably shut in concentration and appreciation, but your fingers are digging into his shoulders and you're whimpering and you just want to see how much he's enjoying it. "Bo, mm, please look at me."
He pulls back only enough for you to watch his eyelid flutter open and see the drunk-like look in his eyes, but it doesn't last for long because you're coming on his tongue again and he needs every drop.
Time doesn't exist in this moment. You've lost track of how many times you've came and how many breathes he's taken. Your legs are tired from tensing so hard and you're sure that Bo's back is raw at this point and you have absolutely no thoughts in your head other than how in love with him you are and he shows zero signs of stopping.
Despite his best efforts, between his spit and how many times he's made you come, you're dripping onto the counter beneath you so much so that you are so grateful for the hold that Bo has on you because otherwise you would be sliding all over the counter. Your fingers are gripped onto the edge of the counter now, no longer clawing down Bo's back.
You're coming down from what you're quite positive is your 15th orgasm when you hear a vibration against the counter. You're out of breath and your mind is foggy, but you can see Bo's phone buzzing, the screen lighting up with Atsumu's face and a time that is most definitely later than you thought.
"Baby," you murmur, but it's like he doesn't even hear you. "Bokuto," you say, louder his time, reaching to grab his phone, sitting upright as you unclench your thighs from around him.
At the absence of you completely surrounding him, he looks up at you. The entire lower half of his face is sheened with you and no matter how many times he swallows, it's not enough. It's catching up to him now being buried between your legs, taking deep breaths to compose himself.
"'s Atsumu," you say, offering his phone to him. "You are very late for practice."
By the time Bokuto finally composes himself, the phone stops ringing, but he doesn't make any moves to get up. He licks his lips, savoring the lingering taste of you and you swear to God if his phone didn't start ringing as soon as it stopped, he would've kept going.
You can barely hear Atsumu from the other side of the line, angrily asking where he's at and if he slept passed his alarm. Your eyes are trained on Bo as he looks up at you and then between your legs once again. "Yeah, I'm actually not feeling good this morning. I thought I texted Meian, but the text must not have sent. I'll be there Thursday though."
You can't focus on whatever response Atsumu gives, but it sounds apologetic enough, all you can focus on is the way that the corner's of Bo's lips upturn into a smile as he nods with fake concern. "Yeah, right, I will. Thanks, 'Tsumu."
And then he hangs up the phone.
"Sorry, where were we?" he asks, wasting no time before closing the gap and picking up right where he left off.
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Do you ever think about Chimney's love and devotion to Hen Wilson and cry? How he sees her and learns from her and relies on her and shows up for her, in particular ways that only he can? How he accepts her love and care, too?
The way that they met, how Chim saw their shared experience — as people of color in that racist-ass firehouse — and also was fully open to learning from her about where they very much were not the same? But he didn't get scared away or back off? Because Chimney Han is THE exemplar of nourishing masculinity? He said "I will do the work, I will show up for you and I will not let you be alone. Also, by the way, we're gonna transform this fucking place. Because you help me to see what could be possible, to see a power inside myself that I didn't know was there." And then they did?
Do you ever think about Chim falling asleep with an infant Denny on his chest, the fan blowing on them, the vacuum cleaner running? Because he promised his friend a — brand new parent — he would take care of their child and he damn well meant it?
Do you think about when Chimney took the gift Eli gave him, Eli seeing deep into Chimney's soul, who he is — a healer and a caregiver — and giving him essential words of wisdom about the burden that comes with that responsibility? How to hold it and carry it? How Chim sees deep into Hen's soul, who she is, and is able to remind her in a moment of terrible crisis? "Hen, you are the best caregiver that I know. So you do whatever you need to do to heal you, because the world needs you back. And so do I."
"To be seen, to be found, isn't that what we're all looking for?" I know Buck and Eddie own this line, but it's very much in the 911 mission statement about all of them. Including Chim and Hen.
I'm thinking about what an incredible friend Chim is. Care to share your favorite Chim + Hen moments? Other moments of him showing up as a friend for the 118? I'll take all of it, please. (Please feel free to also include them being stupid partners in crime because they're just a goddamn delight).
So, this got away from me. But I'm not gonna apologize for it because there are never too many words of praise for one Howard "Chimney" "Mr. April" Han!
(Thank you for this indulgence. xoxo)
@yramesoruniverse i'm screaming actually this ask is so good and I almost feel like I don't even need to add anything sdkfajsldfja;slkd but Chimney is my sweet warm cinnamon roll, the loml, my bestie, so I will.
Chimney and Hen's friendship is so important. SO important. Because, yeah, Chimney's relentless commitment to overcoming hardship and finding joy set the tone for what the 118 would become, but it wasn't until Hen came on board and these two joined forces that the 118 vision started to come to fruition. These two built the familial warmth of the 118. Their friendship is the heart of the 118, because it is an illustration of the values that the firehouse holds dear, the values that we see each of the future members work to achieve and uphold.
I am endlessly emotional about this relationship, and Chimney helping Hen as a new mother, and now Hen being there for Chimney as a new father, and how they know each other so thoroughly. . . . whew.
As for moments of Chimney being amazing, I'm always thinking about that scene in season 1 when he shows up for Bobby during the storyline where we find out Bobby has that super rare blood. It is such a raw moment, and we see the relationship between Bobby and Chimney is not just one of colleagues, but one of deep and mutual respect. Chimney wasn't always a fan of Bobby's, not even in early season 1, and so to see this growth and connect throughout that season, and then throughout the show? *chef's kiss* simply amazing.
Thank you for dropping this bit of Chimney love into my inbox, it's always welcome <3
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Tease.
Pairing: Suga x Reader
Request: Ogeh but- Suga after you push his buttons all day, being bratty non-stop until he just snaps seems pretty *chefs kiss* - @nekxrizawa
Word Count: 1.9k
Warnings: 18+, Dom!Suga, Rough Sex, Hair Pulling, Doggy Style, Spanking.
Song: Wicked Games - The Weeknd.
A/N: Shout out once again to @nyxdelanuit for beta reading this for me <3
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Oh man, if you mess with him all day, gently brushing against him, pressing your chest to his back, biting your lip or even just looking at him with that hunger in your eyes...it’s game over.
You want to tease him? Wear that favourite dress of his that dips dangerously low on your chest while you’re at dinner with the boys. Run your heels against his leg while he’s trying to eat, even after he’s thrown you a look that holds all of the threats you’ve heard before....
But just remember, he’s going to show you what happens when you play with fire....
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You don’t even make it to the bedroom once you’re through the door. Your heels are thrown to the side, he couldn’t give a shit if they got damaged, it’s what you deserved after the way you’d riled him up all day.
He’s got you on your hands and knees on the stairs, the dress you’d been wearing now bunched up at your waist as he rips your underwear down to your thighs, exposing you to him completely.
“You really think you can tease me like that, and I’d let you get away with it, princess?” His voice is rough as he fists your hair, giving it a gentle pull while his other hand is landing a blow on your ass, your skin quickly turning a beautiful shade of red. He loved that shade on you coupled with the moan that fell from your lips.
“Fuck, Ko, oh god. Please, please fuck me.” You beg, your desire already surging through you at his dominant side showing through, just like you’d planned all along.
He watched as your hips pressed back against his hardened cock through his dress pants, your arousal leaving a dark patch when he pulled back from you. It made his cock throb at just how desperate you were for him. Such a needy little thing, but he wasn’t going to let you get away with teasing him that easily, he knew you’d wanted to see this side of him, but you were mistaken if he wasn’t going to get his own back.
“Now, beautiful” he learnt over your body, his hand tightening in your hair while the other reached for the zipper of his trousers, “I’m going to take you, right here on the stairs, but this is for my pleasure, not yours. If you cum, well...there will be consequences, do you understand?” He pulled his cock from just trousers and coated his tip in your juices before lining himself up with your entrance.
Your head spun at his words, barely able to get a ‘yes’ out before he was plunging into you in one hard thrust, his entire length stretching you out as a half moan/half cry was ripped from your throat.
You didn’t even have time to get accustomed to his cock before he was moving, his shaft dragging against your tight walls as your back arched into him, begging for him to be deeper inside you.
“Good girl, look at you taking my whole cock without any prep.” He rasped into your ear. His hand left landed another blow on the curve of your ass while the other remained in your hair, tugging your head back so far that he could lean over your body and press his lips to yours as his hips pounded into you with such force that you were sure you’d feel the effects of it for days after.
And that’s exactly what he wanted. He wanted you to be sore for days after this, he wanted you to wince whenever you sat down, so that you’d be reminded of what happened if you teased him.
That’s why he continued to slam into you with all the force he had, the sounds of skin slapping against skin filling the hallway of your house as the feel of your wet heat around his cock sent his mind into a frenzy.
“Fuck, princess, I don’t think I’ll last much longer.” He groaned as your cunt clenched around him, sucking his cock in to the point it was almost painful. Almost. “Ah ah ah, I can feel that pussy of yours getting ready to cum all over my cock...don’t even think about it.”
Then he pulled out of you, leaving you empty and aching out of nowhere.
The coil that had been tightening in your stomach began to loosen as your needy pussy tried to clench around air.
Before you could even protest, you were thrown onto your back, the rough carpet on the stairs digging into your skin making you hiss in pain, but you had no time to focus on that before he was hooking his arms under the back of your knees and filling you once again.
Your head fell back against the stair above you as he picked up his pace, every thrust sending jolts of pleasure through your body. You blindly grabbed onto his upper arms, needing some sort of anchor as your mind was lost to the feel of him moving inside you. Each drag of his cock had you moaning as your back arched from the stairs beneath you. It was too much, you could feel the pleasure building up to the point it was ready to burst.
“Ko...I can’t...I’m going to cum. I can’t hold back, please jus- FUCK, oh fuck, please let me cum!” You cried as he pressed your legs further into your chest. It was his favourite way to fuck you, it meant he could reach so deep that the tip of his cock kissed your cervix with every roll of his hips. It felt so fucking good.
“Don’t you dare cum. Hold it in for me like a good girl, I know you can do it.” He could feel his thrusts becoming more frantic as he neared his orgasm, his body screaming for him to spill his cum inside you. He watched as you bit your lip and scrunched your face up, willing your own orgasm to hold off.
“Fuck. Shit, you feel like heaven, princess. So good. I’m so close.” His breath was laboured as he continued his assault into you. He was fucking you raw, but god, did the mix of pain and pleasure feel good.
You felt his movements become sporadic as his orgasm approached. In your dazed state you managed to bring your head up to met his eyes, knowing how much he loved looking at your face when he was fucking you.
The second your hazy eyes filled with lust met his, it sent him over the end. Three more harsh thrusts and he was shooting strings of cum inside you, the warm liquid coating your walls white as it filled you up. That was all it took to send you over the edge after him, your body no longer able to hold back as you came undone around him.
Your names fell from each other’s lips as you lost yourselves to the pleasure that rocketed through your bodies, every nerve coming alive.
“Fuck fuck fuck, yessss, take it all.” He hissed as he rode out his orgasm, his head falling to your chest as he gave a few more sloppy thrusts before his body finally gave in and his weight pressed on top of you.
It wasn’t comfortable for either of you, but neither one of you had the strength to move yet. Your hands found their way to messy hair, fingers beginning to play with the cowslick at the top of his head as you bathed in the after effects of your orgasm.
You stayed like that until both of you had caught your breath, his head rising and falling with your chest as his fingers caressed your sides. It didn’t matter that you were still on the stairs or that he was still inside you, you couldn’t bring yourself to move, even as you felt his cum begin to leak out of you.
“God,” he mumbled into your chest, his fingers stilling on your sides, “I guess we should move.” He pulled back, earning a soft whimper from you as his cock was finally pulled from you as he tucked it back into his pants. You immediately felt empty without it.
He stood up, reaching out a hand to help you up.
“Ko, I think you might’ve finally broken me.” You both laughed at that.
Your limbs protested but you ignored them and took his hand as he helped you to your feet on unsteady legs. From your position on the step above him, you were the same height as him, making it easy for you to wrap your arms around his neck and pull his lips to yours.
His arms found their way around your waist, pulling you closer to his body. He smiled into the kiss stroking your back before reaching for the back of your thighs and pulling your legs around his waist.
“Come on, beautiful, let’s go get you something to drink.” he mumbled against your lips before turning and heading to the kitchen. He placed you on the counter top before going to the fridge and grabbing a fruit pot, along with a bottle of water. You took the water that he offered, watching as he situated himself between your thighs and opened the fruit pot, immediately taking a slice of melon between his fingers and pressing it against your lips.
“Open.”
You complied, allowing your lips to brush against his fingertips as he pushed the piece of fruit into your mouth. The fingers on his other hand began to absentmindedly stroke your thigh beneath your now creased dress as you took turns selecting pieces of fruit to feed the other, taking sips of water every so often. You relaxed under his touch, loving the fact that it was so gentle compared to how he’d been with you not even thirty minutes ago. Seeing both sides of him made you crazy.
“You okay?” he paused, observing your face, his hand stilling on your thigh. “It was a little more...intense than usual, i hope i didn’t take it too far.” he grinned sheepishly, though there was a hint of worry in his voice.
Smiling, you pulled him into your arms once again, placing a delicate kiss to the tip of his nose.
“Ko...It felt so good, it was amazing. That side of you, you know what it does to me.” You looked down, toying with the buttons on his shirt, embarrassed to admit the words out loud.
“In that case,” he paused, his hand reaching behind you to give your hair a harsh tug, yanking your head back so that your throat was exposed to him. You let out a yelp of surprise at the sudden movement, catching you off guard. His lips found your neck, his teeth just barely grazing your skin, “Did you really think I wouldn't notice that you came all over my cock?”
You froze in his hold.
In the back of your head you knew you hadn’t been lucky enough for him to have not noticed. Fuck.
You whimpered as his hand tightened in your hair, his lips working their way towards your ear.
“Whimper all you like, beautiful, it won’t stop me from punishing you.” His warm breath caressed your neck, his teeth sinking into your ear lobe, “I want you on the bed and naked in under a minute, if not, your punishment doubles.” He released his hold on your hair and smirked as your wide eyes found his.
“Go.”
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DOM SUGA IS MY FAVOURITE OKAY!!! this was only supposed to me a little thirst post...oops. Also added a lil aftercare because you know he’s an aftercare king.
#suga#sugawara#sugawara x reader#haikyuu smut#haikyuu x reader#hq#hq peepee#haikyuu blurb#haikyuu imagines#vixenscribbles#my writing#mine#text post#q
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911 4x14
I have to commend Oliver Stark on his performance before anything else. I really hope to see a primetime Emmy in his future because what he gave us in those first 10 minutes was pure gold. The absolute raw energy and emotion that he used to get to Eddie and get him to safety, my goodness. He pulled Eddie under a whole ass firetruck with one arm! While crawling backwards himself!
And the way he picked him up after??? I couldn't decide if I should fan myself or continue gaping like a fish. Then the whole ambulance scene; Buck's desperation to put a stop to the bleeding like the EMT's around him couldn't possibly help Eddie fast enough and Eddie's first words to Buck being "Are you hurt?" Fam. FAM. We really got some good Buddie content in those first 5 minutes let me tell you.
I honestly hit rewind on that first part so many times because it was so freaking good. Seeing Buck outside the hospital right after Eddie goes into surgery his voice breaking, hands shaking and then we got to Buck breaking down with Christopher and I just-I lost it. Bravo performance.
Bathena was *chef's kiss* I am so happy that fight didn't last long and they communicated and made up. Can we appreciate how Athena looked to Buck when she decided to do something reckless for his dad her husband? She knew he was the one to turn to and she could trust him to have her back right then. I loved that. Athena walked through that fire like the war goddess she is and got her husband back! That scene was pure fire, pun intended.
Loved Hen and Karen family getting to see Nia again. That was such a sweet moment, well deserved. I hope they can have a sort of blended family situation with Nia and her mom. The extra love and support will surely help more than hurt.
I appreciate the writers highlighting what Maddie is going through. Postpartum depression is such a serious thing that not enough people talk about (my Mom went through it with me) and I'm so glad Maddie's admitted she needs help and spoke to Chim about it. It's sad but I look forward to how they'll deal with it and I hope we get some great Madney scenes from this as well. I love them and just want them to be happy.
Was I happy about Taylor? No. But, I was very pleased that Buck didn't run after her and seems to finally be learning his worth. You know where he did run to? Straight to 'Eds'.
Fics have had Buck calling Eds for so long I legit can't believe this is the first we're hearing it in canon. I am definitely sure this is the first time Eddie has called Buck 'Evan' though. I had to rewind that part too, holy shit his voice went deeper when he said it. And we got our Buckley-Diaz family confirmed y'all. Buck is Christopher's other dad. I mean we been knew but now there's a legal document that says so and I'm LIVING.
Do I even need to mention the significance of Ana not having any lines? Even probie had a line! Side note, I am actually very relieved that Ravi was not killed because I hope to see more of him in future. If Albert is assigned to 118 (yay!) maybe they can be friends.
Anyways, still losing my shit over the first 10 minutes of the episode. I'm not even bothering with the writer's interview because they know what they did. They know what they've been doing. Buddie is real #clown4life and I shall enjoy reading all the lovely fics to come.
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Queestiiiiooons 1, 11 and of course, 17 ✨
1. What is that one moment from the show that you will find yourself thinking back to, intermittently, for years to come?
I guess this isn't a specific moment as much as a handful of moments but the way disability, trauma, and whats essentially the fantasy equivalent to chronic illness gets treated in the show. The way the characters are so sympathetic to each other but still treated as extremely competent is *chefs kiss* and I wish more media did it that well. Especially Grizzop going from punching Wilde in the genitals for making Sasha more nervous in 98 to taking care of Wilde with his curse in 118-120. Also the difference in the way Hamid tried so hard to comfort Zolf when he lost his second leg and he just wanted to be left alone compared to Wilde checking up on Zolf on the steps outside of Barrette's and understanding the fact that he needed to be alone to process everything and respecting that need even if it wasn't convenient. (tl;dr Wilde getting punched in the dick lives in my head rent free)
11. Which raw-ass line will stick in your mind for years to come?
René how dare you make choose just one I feel like theres better ones but the one I've been thinking about a lot is Grizzop going "No, we care about you. That’s the point. Cause you’re you." in episode 92.
Less meaningful but Zolf saying "you don't belong in the next world" is also just completely fucking brutal
17. Make a RQG meme!
RQG sure is a podcast
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Hey Nikki! Could you do a perfectly wrong drabble of reader thinking she is pregnant? thank you <3
perfectly wrong | drabble [10]: why are there multiple kinds of pregnancy tests for Taehyung to decide between?
word count: 1.9k
warnings: cussing, implied sexual content, pregnancy scare (use protection and use protection well, folks!)
note: this ended up being a little longer than i thought lol sorry! hope you enjoy still. i also just whipped this up before going to bed so this is pretty raw - excuse any mistakes pls. love me still 🥺
"Fuck!" You yelled as you ran to the bathroom as a huge wave of nausea hit you yet once again this morning. You were abruptly woken up early in the morning due to the feeling, not getting much rest after the first time you hurled last night's dinner into the toilet bowl. Taehyung had just walked into your apartment, mouth slightly open as he furrowed his brows watching you run off to the bathroom.
"Baby, what's wrong?" He says, swinging the bathroom door open as you dry-heaved into the bowl, curse words trailing shortly after. He crouches to your level, rubbing your back and holding your hair out of the way.
"I don't know, I just woke up feeling--" He watched as you threw your head back into the toilet bowl, a little bit of the water you had taken down earlier coming back up. "Really shitty." You continue after you spit.
"Shit, did you eat anything bad yesterday?"
"I don't think so? Nothing seemed suspicious." You pointed at him weakly. "And you look perfectly dandy being that we ate at the same places." You rested your back against the wall, eyeing how god-like your boyfriend looked.
"I'm sorry, love." He pouted. "You okay to get up now? Let's get you in bed and I can run out to grab whatever you need me to grab." You sat there, pondering on your thoughts for a second. The food you ate last night didn't seem bad, but also you never know. However, you were starting to freak out mainly because of the countless, amazing, 'let me rearrange your guts' type of sex you've been having with your boyfriend. That thought always has to be taken into consideration.
"What's the date today?" Taehyung quickly whips out his phone to check the date on his lockscreen.
"The 20th. Why?" Your eyes widened. You were supposed to get your period 5 days ago. Albeit, you've always been on a weird, irregular schedule ever since you were younger. Getting on birth control somewhat helped regulate that, but lately it hadn't been wonky. You usually got it on the 15th. "Why, baby?" His eyes started to widen.
"I'm late, Tae. I should've gotten my period 5 days ago."
"Okay, let's not panic. We can't assume just yet, right?" He begins to slightly freak out, but he's doing his best to keep his emotions in check. He was worried as hell now, not only because you were hurting but because this?
Lord, please. If you get me out of this one, I won't slap Y/N's ass ever again.
Don't get him wrong, he really wanted to be a father. He had always dreamed of having a good sized family with the love of his life. But right at this moment? He wasn't ready. You weren't ready. You both were just trying to survive school and that was already work on its own.
"Right." You say, but you're fucking screaming internally. Jesus fucking christ?!
"Let's get you in bed. I'll grab you some gatorade and soup while you get some more rest." He says, helping you up. You loved his cologne and taking in his scent, but today you couldn't deal. You sat on the edge of your bed, immediately grabbing the trash can next to your night stand and puked a little bit more acid.
"God, I'm so tired. Let this be ooooover." You whined as Tae tucked you into your sheets and wiped your face clean with a warm, wet towel. He folded it in half, placing the towel onto your forehead to help regulate your temperature as much as possible.
"I'm so sorry, babygirl. I hate seeing you like this." He kisses you on the cheek. "Don't drink water just yet, it doesn't seem like you can keep it down. I'll come back right away, okay? Try to get some sleep."
"Can you grab a test?" He swallows the lump in his throat.
"Yeah, of course." He smiles toothlessly, watching as your eyes slowly droop and shut close, the exhaustion from all this effort hitting you out of nowhere. Tae was worried sick, and he honestly wished he could snap his fingers so that the things you need would just appear and he wouldn't have to leave you alone.
He gets to the closest convenience store that would have everything you needed in one place. He grabs you a few bottles of gatorade, making sure to grab you the blue Glacier Freeze bottles because he remembers you saying that's the only flavor you grew up drinking. He grabs a couple of ingredients to whip you up some chicken noodle soup later once you're able to tolerate the gatorade at the very least. He also grabs a few unnecessary things like snacks for you both [mainly him cause it's based off of his own cravings right now] and then makes his way over to the aisle that has the condoms and pregnancy tests.
Tests?
Multiple kinds?
How the fuck is he supposed to know? Does one differ by the other much? They all look like the same fucking stick. They all look like that game of pick up sticks.
His eyes go from one box to another, mouth slightly hanging from how overwhelmed he is right now. This one says 6 days sooner, but the other box has two sticks for the price of one? He's assuming that's a nice safety blanket to have an extra stick confirm your results. But there's also one box with two sticks AND the 6 days sooner message.
Then a box with 4 sticks?
"Hooooly mother of pearl, fuck it." He says, grabbing the one with 4 sticks and the 6 day message. That's the gold for him. It makes him feel a little better knowing he could look at all 4 sticks. Does Y/N even have enough pee for this? He's about to make his way out of the aisle when he passes the condoms and lube.
Heh, no lube cause I make my girl hella wet already.
But condoms? After today, he was highly thinking about it. But lord knows how much he'd hate to have to wrap it up like that. Condoms are for sure your friends, but that raw feeling when he's inside the girl he truly loves - Exquisite. Chef’s kiss. Absolutely irreplaceable.
He eyes the boxes one more time before a little elderly lady walks past him in the aisle. She looks at him, smiles, then looks at the condoms
before looking down at his basket with the pregnancy tests.
"A little late for that, don't you think?" She chuckles as she jokes to herself.
Well, damn? Like that??
He purses his lips into a fine line before rushing out of the aisle and making his way to the self-checkout lanes. He quickly checks out, not realizing he had gotten a little distracted from his own thoughts.
Getting back to your place, he notices you're still sound asleep. He takes your trash out and dumps it down the trash slot outside of your door. He cleans up a little in your living room, folding your blankets neatly and lighting your favorite candle. He washes the dishes left in your sink as he waits for the stove to heat up. He starts to whip up that chicken noodle soup for you so it would be ready.
Once he's done, he grabs a bottle of gatorade and sits on the edge of your bed, gently brushing the hair out of your face.
"Here baby, drink some." He says, handing you the opened bottle. You stir in your position, sitting upright in order to get some of the gatorade into your system. You hope you can keep it down and make some progress. "I got you the tests." He shows you the box with 4 sticks.
"Damn, babe. Four sticks?" He clicks his teeth and points a finger gun at you.
"The more the merrier, amirite?"
"I should probably do those now." You take your time standing up with Tae right beside you, making sure you don't get dizzy or lose your balance. In the bathroom, you stand and stare at the box for a little, reality kind of settling in for you. This is actually happening right now.
"Hey, whatever happens, I'll be right here, okay? We'll figure this out." He reassures you, giving a kiss on the side of your head as you silently nod and open the box. You sit on the toilet, Tae helping you swap out the sticks until you no longer need to pee. He sets the aside the sink carefully, putting on a timer on his phone.
"Fuck. I can't just sit here and watch." You dig your head into your hands.
"I almost bought condoms." He chuckles, trying to brighten the mood.
"Taehyung and condoms? No way. My boyfriend would never."
"I would if absolutely necessary - and by absolutely necessary, I mean like today o’clock." You shoot him a look, the statement only heightening your anxiety. "But! I didn't, okay! We'll be fine, we can't assume."
"You're pulling out next time."
"I mean if you let me bust my load on your—"
"No, you're gonna cum in your own fucking hands after today." You furrow your eyebrows angrily.
"Baby." He laughs. "That's no fun."
"Taehyung, we're sitting in my bathroom waiting for four pregnancy tests to show their results!" His timer goes off and suddenly you feel sick again.
"I guess we'll find out if I'm daddy in a few minutes." You smack him on the chest.
"Don't ever."
"Please, ladies first." He nods towards the sticks.
"You!"
"Why me?"
"It's your sperm that did this!"
"Woah m'lady, it takes two to tango!"
"Pick up the goddamn sticks." He clicks his teeth.
"Fuck, fine!" He picks up the stick. "Oh my god, baby." He says, gasping with his mouth agape.
That's it. You're gonna fucking cry. Everything is turning into white noise. Yes, you wanted a family but all of this shit was happening so quickly you couldn't even—
"You're not pregnant." He says in the same dramatic tone.
"I'm going to fight you!" You shriek at him, grabbing the sticks to double check. You see one single line across all four sticks, causing you to breathe a sigh of relief. You start to cry a little, causing Taehyung to laugh and pull you into a hug. He knows how stressed you just were and he knows this moment alone must have taken a lot out of you. He can't help but wanna cuddle you in his arms for the rest of the day.
"Oh never again, love."
"Don’t get me wrong. I wanna have your babies but I’m not ready to right now."
"I fully agree, 100%."
"I'll call my doctor tomorrow just to make sure we're in the clear." He nods.
"Feeling a little better?" You shake your head.
"Honestly, I still feel like shit."
"Go sit in bed, I'll bring the bowl of soup to you." He kisses you on the nose. "I love you."
"I love you, too." And that's what you do - sit in bed while your man brings your bowl of soup that he delicately prepared over so you can get something in your system. Luckily, you were able to hold both that and the gatorade down and that's what your diet consisted of for the rest of the day.
The good ol' doc says it's nothing but a dumb stomach bug and that your birth control is just playing mind games with you, showing you the results to confirm the negative pregnancy test. He demands you take it easy and get lots of love in the mean time until you fully recover from whatever thing you ate that day that wasn't prepared carefully.
You live and you learn. Life is all about that, right?
"Never again, Tae."
"We don't mean that." He whines as he chases after you walking towards the car.
"You try being in my shoes during a pregnancy scare then!"
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