#like why are you standing so close? thats crazy do you want to fuck me or something

[underwittingly]

to the throat

#drarry #my art #harry potter #draco malfoy #man ive no context for this art #i just think there is something inherently homoerotic about putting a weapon to ones throat #like why are you standing so close? thats crazy do you want to fuck me or something #ok i feel like i need to revamp my draco design #i keep on forgetting harrys glasses... oh #man you have no idea how much i want to be in harry's position right now like i wanna caress draco's cheek gently and stroke his hair #and sing him a lullaby #welcome to episode 24749199 of me being in love with draco lucius malfoy #u can tell there's a favourite right #harry's outfit never changes #WAIT HARRY IS LEFT HANDED... ok whatever idc him #next time i will draw middle part draco (real)

[quietwingsinthesky]

see my brain just doesn’t register the idea of anyone having a ‘one true love’ which is why the common fandom tropes of making canonical love interests terrible in order to justify why your ship is better always bugs the shit out of me. it feels like the only reason you would do that is if the idea of the characters in your ship having any other sort of romantic relationship that was important to them, even in the past, is a threat to their current one, therefore all their past relationships need to be demonized in order to make them ‘not real love’ so that they remain pure and chaste and ready for the True Love of the endgame ship.

#im not crazy right like other people notice that trope ajd get annoyed by it right #its a very weird trope to be so common from my perspective because like. why not just. break up the couple you dont want. #for reasons that arent ‘i made this person into a charicature of themselves to justify why my blorbo would have never actually loved them’ #you know? its weird. its weird right? #and then of course there’s the offshoot of this that intersect with fandom misogyny where that demonized person is usually the female love #interest. or sometimes not even that. sometimes she was just standing there a little too close to one of the guys and that made people feel #insecure about their ship so they make her a bitch. gwen cooper. im. im talking about gwen cooper. people do this to gwen cooper and ill #never know peace about that. #anyway. is there a word for like. heteronormativity for monogomous people. because thats what i think this falls under. #because it is a very. like its a very conservatively monogomous idea. i feel like it is not unrelated to christian values of not having sex #before you’re married. that maybe someone in fandom might manage to ditch that particular ruleset to make their blorbos fuck nasty but NOT #the underlying idea of it that you can only ever have One Person you share that love and intimacy with. so you still end up perpetuating the #same toxic beliefs. you know? sorry im rambling it just annoys me

[munivrse]

❀⋆.ೃ࿔ Garden Kisses

bff to gf!bada lee

cw: friends to lovers. a bit of angst in the beginning. cunnilingus. jealous bada. bada is bad at communicating feelings. some texts thrown in there. possessive bada. pussy drunk bada.

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"how do i look?’

“fine.”

“just fine?”

“what do you want me to say?”

you turn from facing the mirror to look at your best friend. bada was laid out on your mattress, hands behind her head while she observed you.

“i want you to be enthusiastic- i haven’t been out with a girl in so long. i need to look good enough to eat. and i mean that. i want her to-”

“okay. thats enough- you look great.”

bada grabs her phone from your nightstand and starts scrolling.

you stare at her in hopes she’ll meet your eyes but she never does. you walk up to the bed and grab her ankes. bada whips her head up in surprise.

“what the fuck are you doing?”

you roll your eyes, “you’re in a pissy mood. why?”

she just stares at you wordlessly. you frown at her actions, letting go of her ankles.

bada mumbles something under her breath as you walk out the door.

you glare at her, “what was that?”

she glares back, “i said i hope you have fun.”

your eyes water a bit. this wasn’t normal behavior coming from her. she used to be so supportive when you went out with people, making sure you were safe, texting you during your dates to see if you were havinga good time. lately she’d been so… passive. and you just couldn’t figure out why.

you slam the door shut behind you.

bada sort of feels bad, really. she just couldn’t help but be pissed off that you didn’t recognize what was right in front of you. she wanted you. desperately. and a part of her hoped your date didn’t go well.

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you open the door to your shared apartment, locking it behind you. you throw your purse on the couch and make way to the kitchen. you yell out for your roommate but get no response other than a quick, “hmm?”. you go ahead and start ranting about your date.

“she was so, so fine bada. really. but when i asked her if she wanted to get out of there, she looked at me like i was fucking crazy. like she wasn’t rubbing her hand up and down my thigh. those are horny actions, no innocence about it. so then i asked her what’s wrong and she has the nerve to tell me that i was being too forward. can you believe that? maybe i need to come across less brave. what do you think?”

you turn around and bada is standing in the entryway of the kitchen, arms crossed and leaning against the wall. you didn’t hear her come down the stairs at all so you jump a little at the sight of her,

“what the fuck- are we sneaking up on people now?”

she says nothing, opting to just roll her eyes. you continue,

“i don’t know. i’ve just been on so many failed dates. i want to joke around and say i’m too funny for these bitches to handle but gods honest truth…” you trail off as bada starts to walk toward you. your heart starts beating faster than it previously was, but you continue anyway,

“gods honest truth, i’m starting to think it’s me,” you look down the floor, picking at your hands, “and i dont know what to do about that. i just feel like nobody wants me. i dont know what i could possibly do differently. i think…” your words trail off. under your hands you could see bada’s shoes nearly touching your own. you could feel the heat radiating off of her body. when did she get this close?

“i think i-” bada’s hand goes under your jaw, tilting your head up to meet her own. she looked down at you, her eyes hooded. she leans down until her nose is touching yours,

“stop thinking.”

your brain malfunctions and you start spitting out words-

“well- i mean- i just think that-”

bada grins at you, her other hand going to tuck your hair behind your ear.

“m-maybe…” your eyes meet hers, “maybe i should stop thinking. or talking. one of the two. or maybe both-”

bada interrupts you by pressing her lips against yours. at first, you don’t reciprocate and bada panics, but then your lips begin to move along with her own. you wrap your hand around the nape of her neck and pull. bada takes this as her green light. she walks you two back into the counter. once she feels you bump against it, both hands grip your waist and she sits you on the counter.

she pulls away from you, hands rubbing up and down your sides. she leaves teasing kissed in between her words,

“been wanting to do this for so long.”

her lips meet yours again, sloppier than the last. her hands glide down your waist and stop at the curve of your ass, pulling your hips towards hers. you let out an involuntary moan, bada whines into your mouth shortly after,

“i’m so glad its me making you make those pretty little noises.” she leaves short kisses down your neck, “been hearing you give them away to other people. should’ve been me the whole fucking time.”

her lips reach the base of your neck, and she begins sucking marks along your collarbones. your hands grip at her hair, arching your body into her own. her hands move back up to your waist, toying at the hem of your shirt. she pauses her ministrations on your neck,

“can i?”

“please.”

she pulls your shirt over your head and gives you a soft kiss on the lips once your top half is bare. she gives you a look over, and when her eyes meet yours once again, just above a whisper, “you’re so pretty.”

she kisses down your chest and stops once she reaches your breasts. she just stares for a moment and you giggle,

“when i asked you ass or titties and you responded titties, you really meant it didnt y-” you cut yourself off with a loud moan. bada wrapped her mouth around your nipple and swirled her tongue around the bud. once she’s satisfied, she pulls away and blows cold air on it to watch it perk back up. she repeats this on your other breast as well. your back arches into her mouth for the second time tonight (and definitely not the last-) your hands grip at her hair a little tighter and she lets out a delicious, long winded whine.

“fuck- i should’ve done this so much sooner. fuck you for letting anyone other than me touch you like this. feel you like this.”

her kisses begin to trail down to your lower stomach,

“i should’ve never let you leave this goddamn apartment for those dates. i should’ve kept you home, made you feel good, kept you sated. all those nights i heard you moaning out other people’s names, wishing it was my own.”

bada gets to her knees, looping her fingers around your skirt and pulling it down. she kisses your clit over the fabric of your underwear,

“you’re so wet i can see it through your panties. who’s making you feel this good now baby?”

your stomach twists delightfully, “you.’

bada licks a strip up your clothed pussy,

“you can do better than that.”

you huff, “you, bada.”

she peels your underwear from your cunt, mouth hovering over where you need it most.

“again.”

“you- fuck,” bada presses a soft kiss to your now unclothed clit. you continue,

“you make me feel this good, bada. only you.”

bada looks up at you, eyes hooded and a lopsided grin on her face,

“good girl.”

her mouth covers your clit again, sucking and swirling her tongue around the bundle of nerves. your head shakes at the amount of stimulation you recieved so quickly. you’re moaning out, hands gripping bada’s hair tight, making her groan onto your pussy, feeling the vibrations from her mouth. she pulls away,

“you taste so fucking good. how dare you give this pussy away to someone else?”

she spits on it and licks a stripe up your slit, sucking on your clit and pulling away with a pop. her eyes pierce through your own as she looks up to you,

“never again.”

you nod and repeat her words, “never again.”

her thumb comes up to rub slow circles around your clit and her tongue darts in and out of your opening. you’ve had previous partners eat you out before, but bada was enthusiastic about it. she was moaning into your cunt like it was a delicacy only meant for her. her eyes squeezed shut everytime your hand grips her hair and you pushed her further against your pussy. your legs began to squeeze around her head and you swear to god you see her eyes roll to the back of her head. if nothing else, bada is a giver. you stop gripping her hair in favor of pushing her away from your cunt by her forehead. bada’s eyes flash up to yours and she is a sight to see.

her pupils are blown wide, she’s flushed from her cheeks down to her neck. her mouth is glistening in your wetness. she licks her lips,

“what is it baby?” she purrs.

you mumble but she can’t understand what you’re saying. your head is so jumbled with pleasure that you can barely form coherent sentences, but bada makes out a couple words.

per your blabbering request, she inserts two fingers into your pussy. your legs tense up and your hands fly to her hair again. she presses wet kisses along the inside of your thighs as she lets you get used to the feeling of her fingers inside you. once you’ve stopped clenching around her fingers and your legs relax, bada begins to pump them in and out of you in a slow pace.

“does it feel good?”

you nod, eyebrows creasing, “more. please.”

bada giggles, “always so polite.”

she curls her fingers inside of you, moving them at a quicker pace. you use the hands in her hair to push her face back into your cunt. she makes eye contact as she flicks her tongue back and forth against your sensitive, nearly overstimulated bundle of nerves.

this almost does it for you, your legs start to shake over bada’s shoulders, your bach arches, and you feel the beginnings of a knot forming in your stomach.

bada frees up her mouth, “are you gonna cum, pretty girl?”

you whimper out a quick yes and try to push her back to where she originally is but she tsks,

“say please.”

you nearly glare at her, but you were so close. you couldn’t argue at this point.

“please.”

bada ducks her head back down to your pussy but before she continues her assault on your cunt, she gives you the go ahead,

“that’s it. cum in my mouth. make a mess on me, please baby.”

her wish is granted as your toes curl and the knot in your stomach unravels. you feel nothing less than euphoric and bada is feeling just about the same. she’s groaining out as you clench around her fingers bullying the inside of your cunt. her mouth glued to your clit as she guides you through your orgasm. your legs are wrapped so tightly around her head that her ears ring, but she couldn’t be happier. she feels you relax before she hears you relax.

your legs stop shaking, you’re not clenching around her fingers as tightly, and the grip on her hair has loosened. however, you were still whimpering out as she pulled her fingers from inside of you. she stands back up and places her hand on the base of your neck. she makes you watch as she puts her fingers in her mouth, swirling her tongue around them. once she’s finished, she pulls them out and uses her thumb to open your mouth. she lets the mix of her spit and your wetness drip from her mouth into your own,

“swallow it.”

you do as your told.

“let me see.”

your mouth opens for her and her previously tense facial expression morph into something softer. admiration. she grins at you,

“i want you.”

you grin right back at her,

“i’m yours.”

#bada lee #bada lee x reader #bada lee smut #bada x reader #lee bada #lee bada x reader #swf 2 x reader #swf 2 #smut

[theywantedplayer]

“I've been in love with you for years!” prompt with auston matthews please !!!!

 

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another failed date is what you just went on and the only reason you went on it in the first place was to get over Auston. You’ve been in love with him for years. U2 ended up living together since you were still in university, you didn’t wanna move in at first, but you knew it wasn’t going to be a good idea because of your crush on him. But you couldn’t pay for your apartment and university so you gave in

I don’t think you were excited for the date. He was nice and he was a gentleman and you really thought you could go past the first date but apparently he didn’t feel the same time. In his words, I’m just not feeling it so you went home with your shoes off and got the attention of Auston, who is still in the same place sitting on the couch.

I’m not feeling it was what you said to him standing in front of him, hands on your hips

“Huh?”

“ that’s what he said “I’m not feeling it” who the fuck says it like that!” you ranted

“so I take it it wasn’t good” he asked pausing the TV

“ yeah, no shit it was Aust…… I liked him” you continued “he clearly didn’t feel the same way like every other fucking guy” you said, defeated, walking towards your bedroom

“hey come on don’t say that” Auston tried as he got up to follow you, but you stopped in your bedroom door way

“these dates are pointless anyways” you shrug, turning into your room, Auston hot behind you 

“I’ve come to learn that men aren’t attracted to me” 

“ok stop that” Auston told grabbing your arm and spinning you around

You love how close he was in the hated that you loved it

“ you need to get it out of your damn head that men don’t find you attractive, because we both know that’s not true” he argued “ after every damn date you pick yourself a part and you shouldn’t,fuck y/n there is nothing fucking wrong with you. These guys are just fucking stupid”

Auston was mad, you could tell from the way his chest heaved as he breathed, and how he ran his hands through his hair. You were mad, the man you’ve been in love with saying all of this to you when you knew he didn’t feel the same way piss you off.

“ why do you even fucking care” you snap back at him

“cause I’m fucking in love with you I’ve been in love with you for years” he yelled  Auston couldn’t believe what he was saying. He’s been holding in his feelings for years, and they finally got the better of him

“ I hate seeing you get all dressed up for the stupid guys, guys that should be me. You say that guys don’t find you attractive but I’m crazy about you. I love everything about you since the day that I met you!!” When he finished speaking, he took a deep breath

There was silence between both of you, and Austin was praying that you would say something to him. He couldn’t bear the silence after he just confessed his love to you.

“Fuck y/n please say something”

You didn't know what to say, but at the same time you've always practiced what you’d say but know thats its right here in front of you, you froze. Auston’s heart dropped at the sight of you just staring at him and not saying what he needed you to say. He took a couple step’s back running his hands over his face

“Fuck” he groaned he knew he fucked up, “Fuck y/n im so sorry, I should have just kept my mouth shut” When he turned back to you, he felt like he wanted to cry.

“You love me?” you spoke quietly, staring at him in dissalef 

“Of course I do” he answered 

You took a couple steps forward so you were now right in front of him, You stared at him before you spoke

“I-i Love you too” You whispered 

Auston responded by smashing his lips into your’s, his hand pressing up the back of your neck and running through your hair and the other pressing you against him from your lower back. You gripped Auston’s hair. Auston groaned into the kiss, it was passion, you gasped when you felt him slightly pull on your hair giving him a chance to slip his tongue into the kiss. 

When you two pulled away you were out of breath, you both were smiling brightly at each other. Years of waiting finally paid off. Auston pulled you close, resting his chin on top of your head.

“You love me” you smiled

Auston looked down at you smiling “I do love you” he said kissing you softly 

#auston matthews fluff #auston matthews smut #auston matthews x reader #auston matthews #auston matthews fic #nhl #nhl x reader #nhl fluff #nhl fanfiction #nhl imagine

[st4rychnine]

an after school afair

porn w/o plot ★ age gap (reader is a college student and he's a teacher so yeah)★ creampie ★ facefucking, sex in school ★ fem bodied reader ★ oral m/f recieving ★ minors DNI

when you think of things you could be doing after schoo,l what comes to your mind is a nice outing with your friends. maybe some Netflix and chill, and also probably getting stupidly drunk on your stash of gifted wine. Definitely not getting your brains fucked out by your teacher. your teacher who speaks Spanish.

Spanish, what he was murmuring to himself as he pinned you to the wall by the throat, fucking into your cunt with soft groans of, "cariño, te sientes tan bien…" and "demasiado apretada, hermosa, me harás correrme de inmediato," with bits of "maldito infierno!" thrown in.

you'd be lying if you said that his mumbled Spanish didn't drive you crazy. 

it's a wonder how you ended up in this position (not really, it was bound to happen). really, all you'd done was to be at the right place at the wrong time; you'd walked in on Mr O'Hara while he was having some alone time. 

hands wrapped around his thick, veiny cock. fat tip leaking precum like a broken faucet and all you could think of was to ask why the hell was your teacher jerking off in an empty classroom?? why was he jerking off in an empty classroom when he was supposed to be in class?? except - well - to do what he was doing of course. So in conclusion, you weren't thinking. not with him standing there, first three buttons of his shirt undone, tan skin absolutely flushed with his brown hair sticking to his face. 

he'd begged you then, with a tongue like honey, "hermosa," he'd all but groaned, "if you'd help me with this, I'd ever be so grateful. please I'm begging. I cannot teach anything like this." 

he's referring to the class you have after this, which, surprise, surprise (or not lol), is taught by him. 

he whines at you again and it's so pitiful, you give in. before you know it, you're on your knees and he's fucking your face at a tremendous pace, moaning and groaning above you. you can barely breathe, your jaw is sore, but you ignore your discomfort. 

your eyes flicker up to meet his doe brown ones. He clicks his tongue, fingers wrapping themselves up tighter in your hair. 

"please don't look at me like that, hermosa–" he cuts himself off with a moan of pleasure and garbled Spanish. 

your face is a mess of ruined makeup, tears and saliva, sloppy wet sounds filling the room from you literally gagging on his dick. you want to make him feel good, feel better. you also want this to be done as soon as possible so you can face your presentation. so you hollow out your cheeks as hard as possible. 

Miguel hisses with pleasure. "Mierda! Me estás chupando la vida–" another debaucherous moan sending heat pooling in the pit of your belly. your panties are positively drenched. His thrusts into your mouth increase their pace till his hips are basically a blur, gripping the sides of your face with his wide hands to keep your head steady. 

Then his thrusts get messy, sloppy, he's moaning above you. a quick glance upwards finds him more dishevelled than he was when you walked in on him. His hair is messier, cheeks redder, sweatier. Eyes half closed in escasy. 

you're drinking his appearance in when suddenly, a salty heat is spilled into your throat. he's swearing like a sailor above you, and you think you just had a mini-orgasm.

you try to gulp down as much as his cum as possible, but it's too  much, spilling out of your nose. you're basically drowning.

"don't spill a drop. these trousers cost a lot." so he holds you down there for a good few seconds, hips subtly fucking into your mouth. "thats a good girl," he murmurs and finally, he lets you go. 

His cock is as hard as ever, if not harder. He gazes at you with a sort of shameful lust, chuckling at the horrified expression plastered on your face. 

"lo siento, amor. it just won't go down. I did it a lot of times before you came.

"h-how…?" you manage. you're actually pretty frightened. your jaw is too sore to think of giving him head again, and you highly doubt something that big can fit–

just then the bell rings, signalling the end of your endeavours and the beginning of a lesson.

Miguel wastes no time belting his trousers and slipping on his tie. you stand up too, straightening your skirts, trying to look like someone that didn't just give her teacher head.

the both of you quietly exit the classroom and look for the hall where your class would be held. coincidentally, you had his period, so the walk was awkward. 

right before entering the Hall, he shoots you a look that let's you know this isn't over.

the class was alright, your presentation went well. you stumbled a bit at Mr O'Hara's intense gaze but it was okay. you think.

and the class ends, just like that. it was your last of the day, and you just want to go home. you are horny.

but Miguel calls your name just before you walk out the door. "I'd like to have a word." your heart stops cold, heat pooling in your belly. here?

your friends laugh, thinking you're in trouble, wondering why and wishing you good luck, leaving you behind in a hall that suddenly is a bit too cold for comfort.

He tells you to lock the door, so you do, and walk towards his desk timidly.

Standing in front of him and meeting his eyes, you have to consiously will your knees not to buckle. "sir?"

"I hope you realise I'm not done with you." he says and you bite down on the inside of your cheek.

"yes sir." you mummur, wondering what the hells he's got prepared for you.

"right. now. if you understand, you'll spread your legs on this table for me."

you take a pause before answering, cocking your head in profound confusion "...what?"

and that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you end up receiving the best head of your life.

his face is buried in your cunt, lapping and sucking and kissing and probing and groaning as if you're the most delicious thing he's ever had. and probably not - you've had Spanish cuisine before. so you don't get what the hype for pussy was about. 

Miguel, however, does. "you taste so good. so fucking good for me, yeah?" his tongue suddenly worms its way into you, eliciting a yelp from you and you rake your fingers through his hair, messing it up. 

His cock throbs as he feels into you with his fingers, your wetness coating them entirely. he wonders how good you'll feel around his cock.

you don't think you've ever had head this good before… your previous boyfriend couldn't even hold a matchstick to this man who sucks on your clit so diligently, making you almost scream. who slides his fingers into you as he does so, curling them within you exquisitely, making you see stars.

and all too soon, a vaguely familiar hotness coils within you, making you pant and gasp and all but moan his name. Miguel seems to take that as encouragement, nips and sucks growing more enthusiastic and fervent. 

the heat feels too good, you realise suddenly, and the coil in your tummy seems to have stretched itself taut. something's coming.

but it's you, cumming into his mouth and around his fingers, hands gripping his hair tight as you scream his name loudly into the empty hall. Through this, Miguel doesn't stop, and you cry out, begging him to.

 " 'm too sensitive! please stoppp – ahhh-!" you whisper hoarsely. Miguel sends you an upwards glance and you absently realise you're the one with legs wrapped around his neck, fingers buried in his hair to hold him closer.

that doesn't matter though, because you're sent from one orgasm to another, spasming and shaking, letting out a sharp shout. it seems to last forever, and as the last spams wreck your body, you look up to find Miguel looking at you with heated eyes.

"Cariño, I beg," he murmurs, lips hovering over yours. "please let me fuck you." he captures your mouth in a kiss, tongue probing your lips till you let him in. it's deep and intense and could certainly spiral you into another orgasm. but he pulls away and you shudder a gasp. "please," he repeats again. and who are you to deny? he hurriedly unbelts his trousers, unbuttons them, and you remember the thing which entered your mouth earlier in the day and panic mildly. but it's fine… right? 

you wince as he pushes the tip into you. it's hurts a bit and it's bigger than anything you've had inside you… ever. he goes even further into you and it feels like you're losing your virginity all over again. his dick is thick - enough to send any poor soul it encounters to hell or heaven. you're not sure which you want to be visiting that evening.

Miguel hisses at your tight warmth, as he pushes himself further and further into you until at last, he bottoms out. he notices your pained expression and nods." I'll… be- gentle," he promises through gritted teeth. his eyes look heavy, cheeks stained with red. 

you decide you don't want that. wherever you're taken is where you'll go. so you shake your head "don't be." you murmur.

you feel his cock throb inside you and he hisses. "Mierda, me volveré loco así."

now, you have no idea what he just said, but that was hot. Miguel starts with an experimental thrust, which then increases in pace until he's fucking you so hard, the table rattles. you emit a throaty moan with each thrust, fingers gripping his hard shoulders.

what was once pain turns to a bloom of overwhelming pleasure and you fight your voice getting too loud. 

"you like that?" Miguel murmurs against your skin.

"fuck please– ah! So muuuuchhh–" you sob, tears leaking from your eyes as they roll back in your head from the pleasure.

"absolutely dripping around me aren't you? te sientes tan bien así" 

again, the Spanish. you don't know how or why bilingual men are so hot. maybe its just Miguel, how the words rolled around his tongue, dripping off them like honey. oh, you don't know. you just know it makes your cunt a little wetter, makes it flutter around his cock.

Miguel hisses at this, biting down into your shoulder. "gonna make me cum like that, doll." his hips pick up the pace, fucking into you with a speed you had no idea was possible. the table creaks in distress. "you want it?"

it takes you a moment to register what he's talking about. "mm– mmhm"

"words, doll. use em. dónde lo quieres, baby, where do you want it?" his voice is strained, breathing laboured. you can tell he's close. you too. so are you. so, so fucking close you can't-

"inside… please do it inside, I–" there you go. the orgasm absolutely tore you apart. a sob is wrenched from your throat as your toes curl, back arches, and you cum all over his cock, squeezing it like a vice.

Miguel, quite frankly is a goner, can't even form words anymore. he just grunts into your ear and holds you in place, as he spurts inside you. the warmth is alarming to say the least. not in a bad way. rather, it sends you skittering off the edge once more. 

you bite your tongue so hard it bleeds as you cum and Miguel groans and kisses you as he fucks you though both his orgasm and yours. "take it baby… good girl. mi buena chica"

eventually, you both come down from your highs, panting and sticky with sweat and, (for you) stuffed. his cum drips down your thighs as you attempt to stand up. (a weak attempt, your knees give out.)

"you can still go for more, right?" Miguel whispers against your neck. you feel his cock throb against your tummy, and you're not thinking anymore. fuck, you need him.

"mmmh…"

#miguel ohara smut #miguel o’hara smut #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel x reader #atsv miguel #fanfic

[page-matcha]

Music to my Ears

Asmrtist!Soobin x fem!reader

Summary: Seems like Soobin is using you for content... What shall you do?

Warnings: Heavily making out, VERY suggestive, no smut!

a/n - it's finally out omg 😭 I'm sorry for making everyone wait so long!! Special thanks to @razsberrie for helping me brainstorm for this!! I'll be making a drabble series out of this as well, so please look forward to it!

[Asmrtist!Soobin master list]

Soobin's mouth is like heaven against yours, quiet moans and whispers escaping both his and your lips. Everything was perfect, except for the way Soobin looked so distracted. He kept glancing to the shelf at the corner of your room in between kisses, almost like something was there.

Why wasn't he paying any attention to you!

You guys were literally in the middle of making out and he couldn't even close his eyes and just be in the moment with you.

You wrap your arms around his neck, trying to force his gaze to meet yours again. "Baby... Why do you seem so distracted?"

Soobin's eyes widen, caught off guard by your question. "Uhm, it's nothing." He quickly stands up and walks towards said shelf from earlier, grabbing something off of it before heading to his personal office.

What was that all about....

Suspicious of his behavior, you quietly follow behind him. Why was he acting like this? You thought you guys were having a moment earlier, absolutely lost in each other's touch. Maybe... he was feeling uncomfortable with you but was too kind to say it to your face.

When you peak through the crack of his open office door though, you find it's actually the exact opposite. He's obsessed with you.

Through the small gap in the door you can see Soobin's uploading an audio to his computer, and if you're hearing things right... It's an audio of you. Did he record you guys kissing? You see him click on an icon on his computer screen. A profile picture. Just below the small circular imagine there's a username. 'page.soob'. Wait but thats.... the nsfw asmrtist you follow on youtube!

As if on cue, your phone buzzes with a notification. He's posted a new video.

This is weird. Really weird. What's even more absurd though, is that you can feel yourself growing... wet? Are you turned on right now?

You hurry back to your room and lock the door shut behind you, clicking on the video. It seems like he edited the audio somehow, your voice non-existent and only the wet sounds of your lips could be heard. Why did he do that...? Even though he removed your voice from the recording, you were still 100% sure it was you in it. He's insane for this... Posting an audio of you two, and actually getting famous out of it. The number of views, likes and comments are already piling up a crazy amount.

Would it be weird.... if you looked through the comments?

You shake your head at the thought. He was the one secretly recording you. Looking through the comments left on his video isn't strange at all.

'This gave me butterflies!'

'More! More!'

'How do your audios always end up so well?

'I'm addicted'

'I just got the chills'

'Pov: you're making out with your boyfriend? How about something new Soob. Just a make out sesh isn't going to get you anywhere with your viewers. We want MORE!!!!'

....What?

You continue to scroll through comment section.

'the making out audios were great at first.... but now I'm starting to get a bit bored...'

'oh my gosh, just fuck us already!!!!!'

'Gosh, what a tease~'

'Come one, give us what we really want!'

They want more, huh.

Shall you give the viewers what they want?

-💌

#txt x reader #txt x y/n #txt x you #txt #txt smut #soobin #soobin x y/n #soobin x you #soobin x reader #soobin smut #brainstorming with berrie! #matcha.mature #matcha writes!

[pacifymebby]

omll i was wondering if u could write about the peaky boys w a makima!reader from chainsaw man, absolutely batshit crazy 💗

Yo okay so i had to check that i knew who this was because i havent watched chainsaw man however, i think i get it. Feel free to tell me if i do not in fact get it haha ❤️

Tommy

🌿 You seem sweet at first, non confrontational, almost mousy? You're always smiling and he only really knows who you are because you're always being mentioned by the mothers on watery lane, the local old men and women, because you're so helpful, always helping people

🌿But Tommy isn't so optimistic as to believe that a person could be so kind without wanting something in return

🌿 he’s not surprised to see your dark side, but he is surprised to see how completely ruthless you are... at first he thinks you’re just passionate about your cause... then he starts to realise its more than that

🌿 you’re heartless, completely murderous... anyone who stands in your way ends up dead and, to make it worse, you fear nothing. Not even Tommy Shelby

🌿 when he realises that all this time you’ve been using him to get to where you want to go, he wants to play the long game, to get revenge... but he isn’t so sure he’s got time to play the long game anymore

🌿 him going 0 to 100 with you, angry, threatening, hand on his gun only to be met with you going 100 - 100000000 on him, a whole new level of insane.

🌿 Tommy has that thing he tells people, that he’s already died once, that he’s already dead... that thats why he doesn’t fear anything or anyone, but you genuinely terrify him precisely because you’re the opposite of that

🌿you know you’re alive and you’re foaming at the mouth with that insane survival instinct, when it comes to kill or be killed you basically invented the term. 

🌿 You’d go from lovers to enemies, but painfully, he’d still be in love with the idea of who you once were, who he thought you were, he’d be desperate to believe that he could see you that way again some day, that you’ll go back to being that sweet, seemingly innocent girl...

🌿 but you won’t and the pinnacle of your relationship would be the two of you struggling, guns raised to one another’s head, either you’re going to end up killing each other or fucking each other.

Alfie

🐻 Alfie already has one unhinged-stop at nothing-bloody minded friend, and fuck does he need another

🐻 Like a hole in the head does he need another..

🐻 When he first meets you he senses something off but he can’t quite work it out... the reason for that is that you are too much like him, too much like Tommy, and yet you don’t behave that way at all

🐻 You behave like a good, kind, down to earth, ordinary girl. You behave like a girl who shouldn't be wandering around Camden Town on your own. Which is why he offers his help to you.. why he takes you under his wing. 

🐻 Of course, you’d come to Camden Town with the sole purpose of attracting his attention, knowing that the feared old man was known to be a little soft when it came to young women.. a charitable man

🐻 So you’d planned that he would take you in, take you under his wing, help you along in life... thats why you’d gone to Camden, why you’d wandered around on your own, helpless and doe eyed... you’d been hoping to manipulate your way into gaining Alfies trust

🐻 And you succeed, once you’re in you get close to him, you keep up the innocent act, when he talks about bread you make sure he believes that you really think he’s talking about a loaf of bread... you have him take pity on your softness, completely endear him to you

🐻 You probably get into a position where you can play him and Tommy off against one another to destroy them both and take everything they have

🐻 When Alfie finally realises it’s because you lose your temper. You’d asked him for something he couldn’t give you, asked him to do something that wasn’t just “unreasonable but fucking insane sweetheart, thats what that is...” 

🐻 Alfie comes in one morning, into his office, switches the lamp on and you’re sitting there in his chair with your fingers wrapped around his gun. You tell him to sit down and this time it’s you thats offering the deal or death...

🐻 He doesn’t know how to respond at first, he can tell by the look in your eyes you’re not the girl he thought you were, that something has snapped in your head. He’s sad! He’s losing a friend, bad blood all over again...but he knows he has to be smart to get out of this one. 

🐻 It’ll end up a triangle, you trying to play Alfie and Tommy off against eachother, each of them trying to play you off against the other. Unless Alfie and Tommy work together then they’ve already lost to you...

Arthur

🍂  Poor Arthur would be completely taken in by you, he’d fall in love with you so fast, he’d think you were so good for him

🍂 and maybe you would be... at first. You’d help him with his sickness, with his ptsd, you’d provide him with the support he needed to begin to face his demons and get better

🍂 you’d help him get sober and the Shelby family would be torn. Ada and the younger siblings would probably think you were doing a good thing, that you were a good woman, but Polly would be suspicious and Tommy again, would be asking what you wanted in return. 

🍂 he’d even try to trick you, offering you large sums of money to abandon his brother in the dead of night... but you wouldn’t fall for it. You’d be so much smarter than he was accounting for. 

🍂 And then one day when the time was right, you’d snap, you’d flick the switch in your brain and rip everything Arthur had worked on, everything he’d managed to take back from himself... you’d rip it away from him....

🍂 and you’d do it for your own selfish but stubborn reasons... you want him to be your own personal fighting dog... you want to break him completely.. if he snaps and relapses he’ll be out of control and so, so, so much worse than he ever was before, 

🍂 thats what happens when you show someone the door, give them a light, give them hope and then tear it from them... when the wounds almost healed it hurts more to rip it open, it scars deeper

🍂 he’d be so broken that you’d have complete power over him and you would be able to use him to terrorise Tommy and take over the family.. 

🍂 the fights between the two of you when he begins to realise what you’ve done to him... the violence, the threats... and of course that deadly combination of love and hatred again

🍂 Because Arthur loves you with the whole of his soul... and now he’s realising that you never loved him at all... he’s wounded and confused but mostly he’s angry

🍂 and maybe you’ve underestimated the monster in him... I can see this ending one of two ways... him strangling you to death in a bitter, coked up rage, then being devastated by what he’s done... Tommy having to reassure him, bring him down, stop him from harming himself. Or you manipulating Arthur into nearly killing Tommy... it would be dark, Tommy having to kill you not knowing whether or not if he does, Arthur won’t kill him. 

John

🌼 I think John would be less taken in by you than Arthur, but I do think he’d fall for your sweet, kind girl charms. 

🌼 The reason he’d be less taken in would be because he knows how good girls react to the work he does, to the things that happen in his family... and you don’t react like you should at all

🌼 He knows something is off when Tommy comes into the office blood streaming from his chest, you don’t even pale. You smile and offer to help him get cleaned up. You don’t ask any questions

🌼 So John is suspicious, but he wants to see the good in you, so he sticks by you, makes little excuses in his head for why you are the way you are. He manages well, deciding that perhaps you’ve seen lots of blood before, you have brothers who fight maybe... 

🌼 Of course you’re not bothered by the sight of blood because it’s usually you drawing it from other people. You’ve stabbed people, strangled people... you’re murderous, lethal and merciless... and the only reason you’re with John is because you have one goal...

🌼 To take everything his family can give you, then get rid of them and, any evidence they ever existed. You’re going to drain them like a parasite. 

🌼 You probably fuck your way through the whole family... you’re not even careful... you kind of let John know that you’re fucking his brother Tommy.. there's nothing he can do about it, and it does enough to hurt him that you can control him

🌼 Its when you’re fucking them that you put ideas in their head. You convince Ada to leave Birmingham again, convince Polly that she misses the nomadic lifestyle, the travelling from place to place... You slowly isolate the men from any women in the family who might still see sense... and then you pit the men against each other...

🌼 I can imagine Tommy threatening to kill you, he has you up against the wall with a gun pushed to your throat, choking you with it. You have a gun digging into his stomach, both of you thinking you could fire at any second, Arthur practically foaming at the mouth screaming for Tommy to just fucking do it, and John, coming up behind Tommy, telling him no, “you fucking touch my wife and I’ll see that you die fucking slowly...” you thinking you are winning, that Tommy will put you down, that you will be able to play out your twisted little plan to its end

🌼 but the second Tommy lets you go John shoots you, he’s cold and heartless in the moment, starring into you with empty eyes as you try to beg and manipulate, but you’re so far gone crazy you can’t hide your contempt for him anymore. 

🌼 “Know you don’t love me now don’t I, know you never fucking did!” John bitter and spitting as he gets up in your face. 

🌼 You daring him to do it, trying to goad him into it, you even put your lips around the barrel of the gun, lick it and suck it trying to outdo him

🌼 But he does do it, he does kill you. I think he’d be so hurt by the way he’d poured his heart and soul into loving you, that it would be the love for you, the you that once was which made him kill you. 

Bonnie

🍀 Bonnie is a bright enough lad, but he wears his heart on his sleeve so he’s easy to read, easy to know, easy to manipulate. 

🍀 You wouldn’t struggle to tug on his heart strings, you’d be shy with him at first, pretend to be innocent, you'd pretend you were a blushing virginal young girl who’s no evil in her heart at all

🍀 And Bonnie would believe you because he always wants to believe the best in people, always so optimistic. 

🍀 Aberama won’t trust you entirely, he’ll be suspicious but not enough to stop you getting close to his son, and he’ll be pacified by the way you do make his son so happy. 

🍀 You’re Bonnies number one fan, you cheer for him at every fight, you visit him in the changing rooms before and after... and you place bets on him all the time. 

🍀 But you’re only doing this to get close to the Peaky Blinders... Bonnie says he’ll be the most successful boxer in the world one day and he tells you Tommy Shelby is the one who is going to make it happen... so what can Tommy do for you, you wonder?

🍀 Behind the scenes you start tying your strings, manipulating them, devising plans and slowly, slowly getting closer to the Shelby's. 

🍀 By playing exactly the same innocent game, you manage to get yourself into Tommy’s bed too, and once you’re fucking the most powerful man in the city, the city may as well be yours. 

🍀 You start using Tommy, having him kill your enemies one by one by lying about them, powerful men... you make things up, say they raped you, threatened you, tell him they hurt you... and one by one Tommy makes them disappear.

🍀 The tragedy here is that its Tommy giving the orders, more often than not Bonnie is the one carrying out the orders with his father... risking his life and his soul in the eyes of god, to kill your enemies, whilst you fuck around and humiliate him

🍀 You probably let him know in the most cruel way once you’re done with him... you’d let him walk in on your fucking Tommy in the changing rooms or something, right before a fight he’s supposed to be throwing for the peakys. 

🍀 And Bonnie would be angry and humiliated and upset, so he’d throw the fight the wrong way... he’d lose instead of win or win too soon, in the first round, it would be reckless and Tommy would threaten him... you’d watch them fighting and be so amused and entertained. 

🍀 Bonnie would be devastated but he wouldn’t be able to take revenge, he’d be heartbroken but, no matter how terribly you’d wronged him, no matter how much it hurt... he wouldn’t want to see harm come to you, wouldn’t be able to kill you. He’d end up chewed up and spat out... and the Shelby's would be threatening to forget him too if he didn’t just accept things the way they were and carry on the same as before, 

🍀 He’d try to warn Tommy but Tommy wouldn’t listen, would be too wrapped up in your web of lies... and when it all comes falling down, when you turn on Tommy too.. will Bonnie still be there to help Tommy? I’m not so sure. 

Isaiah

🐀 It wouldn’t take much to manipulate him, you’d only have to flirt with him, only have to respond to his charm with charm of your own. You could probably have him in your bed on the first night, addicted and coming back for more within a day...

🐀but Isaiah would be the first rung on your ladder to the top of the Shelby family and you wouldn’t be satisfied until you’d married Tommy and killed him off, taking over the business and family... 

🐀 But for now, Isaiah... you’d control him with sex and it would be so easy.... his friends would joke that he’s whipped... they'd have NO IDEA

🐀 you’d use him for your own entertainment too, getting him into trouble, having him start fights purely to satisfy your own bloodlust

🐀 he’s see that you were insane before the others but he wouldn’t do anything about it, partially out of pride, partially out of not wanting to lose you, but mostly because he’s attracted to your unhinged side... he thinks its hot that he’s never sure when you’re going to flip the switch and kill a man

🐀you don’t scare him but its because he’s naive, he doesn’t realise the extent of your madness, doesn’t understand that you’re using him... he just thinks you’re a little wild

🐀he’s always having to talk you down from killing men who piss you off at bars. he’s dragged you away from a  bleeding, broken man you’d launched yourself at because “he's in a bar but he ain’t fuckin drinking.. what kind of man...” 

🐀and you’ve caused trouble between him and Finn and Michael before... you can’t help yourself, you like to play them off against one another just to see what will happen... 

🐀its only when one night you pull your gun on Finn, that Isaiah realises there's a problem, that you're mental... the fact you’d pull a gun on one of your closest friends... and over something as trivial as saying he doesn’t think you’ll convince Tommy to let you do a job for him with the lads. 

🐀 its then, when he’s trying to talk you down, that he realises you really are cold, heartless, that you don’t care for anyone but yourself... not even him... when he asks you to put the gun down and you don’t even hear him

🐀he has to pull a gun on you himself... when you relent and smile this wide and sweet smile, you laugh and pass the whole thing off as a joke, but he knows deep down that it wasn’t a joke, you weren’t just messing around...

🐀from then on he’s terrified of you, he doesn’t know how to warn the rest of the family... they’ll think he’s being stupid, scared of a girl...

Michael

☘️he probably thinks he’s using you... you’re this Machiavellian power couple but you’re both using each other, manipulating one another...

☘️for awhile it would work... the two of you managing to fix things within the family, climbing higher as a couple, taking power slowly...

☘️but you’re only using Michael and he thinks he’s using you... so the closer you get to the top the deeper the betrayals of one another cut... you would happily serve Michael’s head on a silver plate to Tommy Shelby in exchange for a little more of the company...

☘️You also want revenge... Tommy has never taken you seriously, what with you being Michaels wife, you’re hardly an important member of the family and you’re married to a traitor...

☘️but you’re determined to prove Tommy wrong about that, you’re worth so much more than he thinks and you’re going to show him that underestimating you is a mistake...

☘️it’s you that lets Tommy know Michael is a traitor, you leave him enough clues that he thinks he’s working it out for himself... and of course, you cover your own tracks too, setting Michael up for your crimes as well as his, and letting other peaky boys take the fall for you too

☘️its a combination of brains, sexual charm and the occasional sudden snap of violence that people begin to fear you

☘️the house staff work it out first, they talk, they know you’re not so pretty and sweet, that you’re villainous...

☘️you let Michael take the fall, he gets killed and suddenly you’re a widow, but Tommy looks upon you kindly for the way you lead him to Michael, he begins to trust you, give you more power... when you begin to slowly try and poison Tommy, against the rest of his family and also literally try to poison him - slowly, adding an untraceable amount of arsenic to his tea everyday - its Frances who realises the evil in you

☘️ you get so close to power but Frances kills you, she uses Tommys shut gun to kill you because you’ve worked out that she knows about you... you try to kill her but she gets to you first, shoots you in the back when you’re adding the arsenic to a vacant Tommy’s tea. And thats that, maybe you can outsmart the gangsters, but you can’t manipulate or outsmart Frances, soz. 

#Peaky blinders imagines #dark! reader #Tommy Shelby x dark! reader #Tommy Shelby x reader #Arthur shelby x reader #John Shelby x reader #Bonnie Gold x Reader #Bonnie gold imagine #peaky blinders headcanon

[kmoplq]

‘Are you that obsessed with me?’

John ‘Soap’ McTavish x Fem!Reader

someone commissioned me to do this and idk if they’d like to stay anon, so im just gonna keep it there!

Warnings: smut, msub to mdom, a bit rough, teasing, thats abt it. I’m not that good at writing smut, so this is your other warning 😢😢

WC:985

It was no secret that you and Soap were best friends. Before anything, you and Soap had met in high school. You stayed friends stayed friends ever since. Nothing more.

Currently, you both were training. Nothing to severe, just punching and dodging. You both could barley breathe.

All Soap could pay attention to is how your chest would go up and down heavily.

“Pay attention, McTavish. Don’t want me winning do you?”

He’d do anything if it met you’d win. He didn’t care if that meant you’d have him pinned down on the mat.

He’d do anything to feel that luxury.

“Huh, wha’d you say?”

“Jesus.. Here, why don’t we take a break because it’s obvious you cant focus.”

“I can focus perfectly fine!”

He can focus fine, when i came to you at least.

You both headed to the kitchen of the safe house and got something to get something to eat.

Who knows how long you and Soap had been trying? Soap did. He always new how long you and Him would train. Always 1hr and 50mins.

One thing he knew he wanted was you. All he needed was you.

He knew that it took was one kiss to the cheek and he’d go absolutely crazy.

“John? Do you want the water or not?”

“Oh, yeah sorry..”

“Whats up with you? Your zoning out a lot, and you don’t do that a lot? You can talk to me.”

That. That right there was the reason he needed you so much. That was the reason he loved you so much.

“I-I uh.. I don’t know if i can tell you about this one though..”

“Please Johnny.”

Those two words had him shying away from you and a blushing mess. Even his pants started growing tighter.

“I-um.. I like you, a lot. And I don’t know if I keep it a secret any longer“

You admittedly stopped breathing. You couldn’t stand properly anymore and you didn’t know if it was because of training or because what Soap just confessed.

“So thats why you keep looking at my tits? And thats why you have a boner right now? Am I correct?”

You wanted to tease him a bit, just for a while.

“N-No! Maybe, and so what?”

“I’ll tell you what, you’ve trying to act sly. Did you really think i couldn’t see all of that happening?”

All he could do was whine. He was to hot to make a comment back.

“Aww, whining for me already? Haven’t even touched you and your already a mess.”

“Am not..” He basically moaned it out. He just needs you bouncing on his cock. No thoughts besides you on him.

“How about we go to your room and fix that little problem of yours, hm?”

When he finally gets enough courage to talk again, its admittedly taken by you kissing him.

As soon as you both hit the door, he’s on you in a instant.

“Let me close the door at least! God, your that desperate, aren’t you?”

All he could respond with is kissing your neck. After you close the door he throws you on the bed.

“Take off your shirt. Please.”

“Whatever you want.”

He went to help you but you shoed him away.

“instead of worrying about me, how about I help with your cock?”

He didn’t even have to reply before you were on your knees infront of him, unbuckling his pants.

All he could do is let out a grunt of desire. It wasn’t long before you had his tip in your mouth. You took hold of his hips and pushed his cock to the back of your throat.

You tried not to gag. He’s not average, just 3 inches above and had a nice bit of thickness.

He took hold of your hair and face fucked you until he was close.

“Get up so i can fuck you much harder.”

You obeyed without a comment, sitting up on the bed, legs open wide for him.

You couldn’t help but whimper at the size of him. You thought he looked bigger when you sucking him off.

He lined himself to your entrance before looking at you for your approval.

You nodded anxiously, and as soon as you nodded he slowly stretched you out.

It hurt, but it hurt in a good way. A way you couldn’t describe.

You whimpered and squirmed around him causing him to take hold of your legs.

“Hold still baby. You only took the first couple inches and your a mess. What a shame.”

“Just hurry up please!”

“Calm down, Just a couple more inches.”

It felt like an eternity until you felt his hips sharply slam against yours, making you cry out of pleasure.

Soap started picking up pace quickly. You could barley catch your breath. The only thing coming from your throat were gasps and moans.

“Eyes on me baby, and keep them there.”

You couldn’t muster up the courage to look at him, so he grabbed you by ur chin making you look at him.

You whined at the sudden contact. You didn’t know how long you could last if you had to look into his pretty blue eyes.

“S-Soap, Im gonna cum.. Please.”

“Just a bit longer, I promise.”

His thrusts got more sloppier, and more fast paced.

You cried out as you came. It was enough to make you pull a blank. The only thing coming out your mouth was Soap’s name.

Minutes later, Soap finally reached his high. Letting out curses and blurting out a ‘I love you so much’ which pulled you out your blank.

“What? Did I do something wrong?”

You looked at him and laughed.

“Im serious! Did i say something?”

“I love you too, dickhead.”

He looked redder than he was before and hid in your shoulder.

“Aww, after that you get so flustered? Thats adorable.”

“Hmp.”

“Goodnight, Babe.”

“Goodnight.”

IDK IF THIS IS GOOD OR NOT BC IM NOT THAT GOOD AT WRITING SMUT SO PLS LEAVE UR RECOMMENDATIONS 😰😰

#john mctavish #soap x reader #task force 141 #mw2022

[boxwinebaddie]

I FUCKING KNEWWWW KENNY HAD A THING FOR RAVENSTAN THE SECONDD HE GOT WEIRD AROUND KYLE SHDJFJFIDISK

AHJHSKSDKDSJS! WOOPS! CAUGHT EM RED-RAVENSTANNED!

...fellas, is it gay to fly into a blind rage and almost break your hand violently smashing a novelty candlestick holder into a windowpane trying to pry it open so your Close Platonic Friend you don't have feelings for who is having a ravenstannic attack can breathe in the cool air while you gently caress their face and reassure them that everything is going to be okay...in front of EVERYONE???? hELLO??!!

very...normal and chill behavior. a normal thing to do for your...friend.

chapter three was so unserious, oh my god. kenny was mad-mad. omg i just knooooooo kyle curled up in ravens lap and kenny was freshly Homicidal behind the skeleken mask and that copy of milfs incorporated which was creased in several places by their rage, smh.

literally kenny and kyle in rm3 in a nutshell:

kenny: cracking jokes, telling stories, making friends with everyone

kyle: breathes once

kenny: damn thats Crazy! who the FUCK asked you?? choke, bitch! :)

kenny, going back to telling their story: anyways! like i was sayin before i was so RUDELY interrupted! holy shit, sOME PEOPLE! WOW!

kyle, reaching across the couch, held back by 3 people: WHAT WAS THAT!!! DEAD BITCHES SAY WHAT??? NOTHING!!!! THATS RIGHT!!!

SHKDHLSDHD WIIILD! yall wanna talk about HATE at first sight?!!!!

those boys are going to KILL each other. its gonna be the petty olympics. i would not put either of them above throwing drinks or punches, pulling hair, screaming, scratching, the whole nine yards.

all while raven is sitting there scratching his beautiful fake blonde head and batting his big dumb massive gorgeous lead singer boy eyelashes all over the place like!!! aaaaaa!!! quit it you two! be nice!!! :(

LIKE BABY WILL YOU WIPE THE HOT BOY EYELINER AND MASCARA CRUMBLE OUT OF YOUR GODDAMN EYES AND LOOK?

smh the r in rm stands for everyone is in love with ravenstan and i get it but oh my god...that boy's helen of troy beauty is such a CURSE.

( its his sweet soul actually: the eyes are just a window 2 the soul <3 )

it's gonna be such a meeeeeeeess because ken and ravens bestie dynamic is that they just hit on each other all the time and are really touchy esp. when drunk and its such a FUNNY JOKE until raven is tipsy n giggly in kennys lap and jersey kyle is ready to kill himself and everyone else ala pep3 and kenny is like Whats The Matter Kyle <3 ;)

kyle: trying to figure out why watching the boy hes supposed to hate being fake flirty with another boy is making him really really MAD

DRAMA!!!!!!!!!!!! INSANITY!!!!!!!!!!!!! BOYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ENOUGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

me: preaches up and down about just wanting a moment of peace

also me: CAT FIGHT CAT FIGHT CAT FIGHT

-uncle nina, causing problems in my own household for fun <3 :)

#this is my favorite messy side plot #unfortunately stans beautiful boyfail cringe comp actual angel kicked puppy dog energy has bewitched everyone smh #ravenstan abt to leave on his date like kenny how do i look #kenny: considering throwing themself out the window #no one put kyle on RaKen tiktok hes gonna get mad oh my god hes gonna keyboard warrior in the comments sections #the cd boys are so much they hit on eachother so much but uh that line gets blurry sometimes #they taught ravenstan a little too good..they are all like oh my god raven chill out before i kiss u on the LIPS homie jesus christ #for a man with no ass he is HAULING it people are DYING #like he flew through those ravenstan mcwhoremick assignments on floozy 101 he is way too powerful on stage #jealous kyle stans rise we ride at crimson dawn #its ok kennys never going to tell either of them abt that kyle is just gonna figure out it bc his brain is huge #and slowly mentally detrioriate abt it probably and overanalyze every interaction frothing at the mouth #FEATURING A BOY HE HATES AND DOES NOT CARE ABT #i live for petty kyle hes gonna start being a menace #OVER A MAN!!!!! BEBE STEVENS COME GET UR GBF

[jacebeleren]

So how we uh. How we feeling about episode 2?? With the whole uh. The whole Lili Jace thing? The fucking "He wouldn't do that"? Because I, for one, am in fucking shambles!!!

"There's news?" Vivien says from behind them. "Wait . . . Where's Jace?"

"Fashionably late, I imagine," Liliana says. She ties off the bandage around Tyvar's chest. "He'll be here any moment now."

Kaya closes her eyes. "No. He won't."

Liliana's face, at least, shows no signs of distress. Her voice comes sharp and hurt—the same hurt in Chandra's chest. "Don't be ridiculous."

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"That doesn't make any sense," Liliana says. She stands, picking up a tray of vials to hide her trembling hands. "All of this nonsense was his idea. He wouldn't just fail. He doesn't do that."

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ITS SOOOOO GOOD

K (author of the story) told me she saw someone saying liliana caring about jace is out of character and im like THATS INSANE. CRAZY.

liliana cares about jace so much it's EMBARRASSING. and her reaction in todays story is spot-on!!!! bc thats how she's reacted every other time she's been worried about jace!!

IT'S THE UTTER DENIAL AND DISBELIEF..

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"I'm in over my head?" said Jace. "You're one to talk."

"Yes," said Liliana. There was no more mirth in her voice. "I am. And I am telling you, don't go. He's not going to help you, and you can't clever your way out of being killed by a millennia-old vampire."

"If I didn't know better," said Jace, "I'd say you were concerned for my safety."

"Don't make this about us!" she said.

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lili being worried about him in Unwelcome from shadows over innistrad....

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Liliana stared in shock at the empty space that Jace had occupied just moments before. The fight against Bolas was a disaster, as she had feared it would be. She had still been hoping Jace could come up with some plan when he screamed in agony. It was a scream she knew well—the scream of the dying. The primal scream of life not wanting to end.

Liliana shivered. He can't be dead. He planeswalked away before the end. I saw it. He's alive.

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lili being worried about him in Hour of Devastation....

she's always like "i dont care. why would i care about jace. in fact, nothing even happened to him-"

[silenthillbunni]

umm no but rlly we are all so fucked. countless scientists and experts are saying that we are so so close to the point of no return regarding the climate crisis. we are extremely close to it and when we reach it we can never turn it back. we can only wait for the apocalypse to fully break out (it has already started). and what do all the men in power do? they relentlessly mock ppl like greta thunberg and decide to put more effort into nuclear power, and make thousands other choices detrimental to the environment. and what do ppl in society do? jack shit. environmental activists who are screaming and pleading for ppl to listen only get ridiculed, physically abused and assaulted, jailed and murdered. ppl dont listen. ppl dont care. ppl dont fucking do ANYTHING.

what we desperately need is eco fascism. the entire world need military rule, the state needs to make laws, forbidding for example the use of gasoline etc etc. we're at the point where fucking fascism is the only thing that can save this planet. bc ppl dont do anything. ppl dont care. they live their stupid fucking lives that are in this state completely insignificant because we dont have a future. in a real way. not like oh yeah in 30 years we will have killed the earth. no. now. we dont have more than a couple of years before everything's fucked. so their silly lives dont even matter. yet they refuse to fucking change. all of society all over the world (rich parts of the western world are the main culprits tho) need radical change. and it's sad but true that we can only do it by force and laws. because people just dont care enough. the sad thing is that the men in power find money in their pockets righ this second more important than our (immediate) future.

it makes no sense bc in all the dystopians i've read, the state always does something to save humanity and stop climate change. but in real life, they dont do anything. thats so crazy to me. also, everyone in the entire fucking world needs to go out there, be on the streets, REFUSE to partake in "normal life". we need to protest and demonstrate and be on strikes. if there are no cogs in the wheel turning the capitalist hell machine then they have to listen and take action. but another sad truth that shows me humanity is garbage is that nobody wants to do that. they wanna continue living their dumb little lives, only valuing their immediate comfort and luxury and privilege. like mention global warming to almost anyone and they'll roll their eyes and scoff and start ranting about how that are just conspiracy theories. we're all fucked.

it's all making me so angry and hopeless and dejected because even if all y'all wanna do is cover your ears and go lalallalala and pretend like nothing's happening, you will die and suffer too soon. no one will be spared if that's what y'all think. it's bad enough that the western world are living far beyond our resources and that other parts of the world such as south america and africa suffer environmental catastrophes bc of it. but nobody cares. bc watching netflix and ordering food and partaking in mass consumerism and working some boring soul sucking job and driving ur car every fkn where is waaaaaay more important than banding together, taking a stand and trying to fight to end our imminent destruction and murder of the planet. god. i think most part of humanity deserves what they get (NOT the ones who fight or who are completely powerless in this) but the thing is the animals and nature dont deserve it. it's all so fucked. why dont anyone wanna fucking do something???? ig all there is to do is to sit and wait and see what part of the armageddon is what kills you.

like im sorry but so many ppl are like lalallala peace on earth we can change this :D ppl are fundamentally good we believe in us lallallala peace and love ppl are so good hihiihihihihi we can still revert it. yet......... no one (besides actual environmental activists) wants to do smth real. no one is willing or prepared to radically and fundamentallty change society and the way we live. bc that will be uncomfortable and difficult but it is absolutely neccesessary. it's not enough to sit there and say that humans are so good and u love humans and there is a way to revert it. u actually have to be willing to do it to. because as it is looking now, most ppl just wanna fkn talk abt for five minutes then that's enough effort for them. if ppl were truly willing to fix this and to fight, we woul be out there together and organizing and doing somthing real, but nobody listens or meets the ppl who reach out halfway. if u even suggest it ppl immeditately shut u down. how the fuck do u radicalize ppl if they dont wanna listen or take u seriously? sigh

#tldr: we are all gonna die soon the planet is fucked and nobody wants to do anything abt it :D #why dont ppl wanna fkn FIGHT #what is wrong with ppl i truly dont understand #we should put pause on our lives and go out there and protest and demonstrate every single day. all of us #but it only works if we all do it. as it is now it is only a VERY small group of ppl who does #and they have to face constant backlash and abuse #i fkn hate ppl. no spine. no fight. nothing. just a bunch of useless sheep #misanthropy

[vampire-caprisun]

Accidents

Hey everyone looks like I have a new hyperfixation. Im completely ruined by this man and I don't even own the game yet so forgive any inaccuracies for the time being. I went ahead and made a character anyway with some very noncanon elements for the sake of interesting storytelling. Hope you like my trash!

Character is a female Drow Ranger named Inala

Warnings for violence

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"Had enough arseholes!?" Karlach shouted as she cleaved her target in two with a single swing. Gale provided her more cover and Astarion had jumped out from the shadows to violently stab a gnoll in the chest from behind tossing the corpse to the floor with a blood lust filled grin as he licked his dagger. Inala was protecting Gale providing coverfire and a well placed hatchet to the face of anyone who got too close for comfort. "Shit" she cursed as a boulder headed straight for their position and all she could think was to grab the wizard at her back and roll causing him to yelp in surprise. The drow was sitting on top of him and fired off another round of flaming arrows at the attacking gnolls who had saw an opportunity to lunge. The position looked rather compromising to anyone outside looking in but the ranger wasn't about to lose their magic user to being uncomfortable. 

"Are you crazy! If I had been casting a fireball you'd be burning right now!" Gale shouted from below as she held off a particularly big opponent with a volley of arrows till Karlach could come in and engage.

"A thank you for not letting me die would have also worked!" Inala shouted back and rolled off him burying her hatchet into her enemies leg and tripping him to the ground. Adrenaline surged through the ranger's veins as she pivoted again to protect their wizard sending arrows through eyes and chests as more angry gnolls descended upon them. Inala yanked Gale up by the arm who was standing way too close to him for comfort. Gale sniffed and cocked an eyebrow. "Are you wearing perfume?!" He asked her absolutely baffled as to why she smelled like death and lavender at the same time. "Mind your business especially in the middle of a fucking gnoll camp. But yes I am." She spun around and shot another attacker once in the foot to pin them then slashed at their middle with her hatchet the sickening thud of organs splattered into the dirt. "Oh thats just delightful" the wizard gagged and conjured a blast of fire to clear the surge of enemies that had charged them. "Im just doing what you pay me for!" Inala laughed and swept her cloak to parry a blow, landing an ac blow to the side of the assailant's head. "No one is paying you! You're just being violent for the hell of it!"

"So I have fun on the job! Big deal!" 

"Thats my fuckin girl!" Karlach shouted "What smell are ya wearin!?" 

"I'll tell you the brand after, Karlach darling!" Astarion had suddenly appeared to protect their wizard's flank catching him off guard as Inala took her chance to vanish into shadows.

"Aww thanks fangs!" The teifling teased him and the vampire gave her a cute grin and rested his cheek on one of his daggers before maiming someone else. 

"You're buying her perfume now?" Gale raised an eyebrow 

"What's that supposed to mean? I am capable of being nice you know. Besides she did me a….*ahem*… favor." Astarion wiggled his eyebrows as he plunged his daggers backwards into an attacker. 

"Oh yes we all know about the favors you're not exactly quiet about it." 

"I told you everyone was going to fucking talk about this!" A voice in the shadows called out as a storm of arrows rained down upon the group. 

"Who wants to bet she's blushin in the dark!" Karlach shouted.

"I'm going to fucking shoot you Karlach!" The trees rustled and branches snapped in the direction of the voice. 

Astarion grabbed a fallen shield to block a spear turning his attention back to Gale. 

"Jealous?" He tutted. "My my Gale what would Mystra think?" He let out a giggle half out of breath, dropping the shield and standing up licking blood off his arm. 

"I don't need to be having this conversation right now in the middle of a literal fight." He scowled at the vampire. "Besides, at least Mystra cared about me." Gale said lowly. Astarion glared back at him and blocked another spear sailing towards the wizard, he twisted around and pulled a dagger to his companion's back. 

"Remember Gale, to keep your hands to yourself when she rolls you to safety." He hissed and the wizard stared at him shocked at the off color display from Astarion of all people. 

"Now whos the jealous one, vampire." The wizard spat but both kept professional. 

What the fuck was that. Inala thought as she watched the exchange looking to pick off whoever was leading this large camp of gnolls. But that display she just witnessed had her palms sweaty and her entire face was probably flushed. She saw an attacker go for Karlach and fumbled, her arrow dropped to the ground pathetically. Astarion took notice and gave her a curious but mischievous half grin, the gears already turning in his head. "Oh I fucking hate him." The drow muttered to herself knowing his vampiric hearing probably picked it up. Astarion chuckled darkly and faced down another assailant. 

Inala quickly took aim again, in his little moment Astarion had allowed two more gnolls to slip by them and he hadn't seen the second one yet that was approaching from behind, she took her shot and missed. Instead, the arrow grazed her paramour in the ass. The vampire let out a strangled yelp and turned to see what hit him, grateful he could even still stand. He saw the crow feathers sticking out from the arrow hanging in his left cheek and immediately knew the source. 

 He yelled at the trees absolutely furious "You fucking shot me! You said you don't miss!" 

Inala immediately dropped from her perch, luckily Karlach had stepped in and the remaining gnoll were retreating. The vampire stalked towards his prey nearly running.

"I'm in danger-" Inala was able to breathe as his hand reached her. She was in his grasp before she could get a word in and their other two companions protested their ranger being dragged off when reinforcements could arrive at any minute but the wounded vampire was too heated to care. 

Astarion had her slammed up against the tree she had been sitting in and a moment later his icy breath was prickling her skin through angry pants. "What the FUCK Inala!" He all but hissed at her. The drow fought back "What do you mean what the fuck? How about what the fuck was that with Gale!"

"You shot me!" He growled again.

"Oh great now they're having a lovers tiff on the battlefield!" Gale sighed. "Next time Inala wants to steal an powerful item from an entire fucking gnoll pack dont invite me if he's involved." The wizard groaned. 

"Well she did shoot him in the arse." Karlach said matter of factly. And they both turned to search for more attacking gnoll.

Meanwhile their leader and the vampire of her affections continued to quarrel. Astarion pulled the arrow out and threw it to the side not even wincing when he did so.  

"I've seen you hit butterflies midair how the fuck do you hit my ass!?" He continued to yell.

"Why would you think I'd want to hit your ass! I love your ass!" Inala yelled back 

The silver tongued rogue attempted to spin a comeback but felt his white locks rustle with the breath of something large behind him. The ranger in his grasp went completely still. 

"Oh shit" Inala whimpered. "F-found their leader." the huge gnoll behind them snarled at them and Astarion quickly pulled the both of them to the ground as the beast swung her axe. The force nearly took the tree down as the two assassins rolled away. Karlach and Gale had already begun to rush to their aide. 

"Need a boost please!" Inala called out as she got up to run the giant gnoll had now freed her ax and turned her attention back to the pair. 

"Fine just don't shoot me again!" Astarion yelled at her and hoisted her into the tree branch she was headed for the creature was almost upon them. The drow dropped on top of it then fired three arrows into the gnoll's head as it was nearly on top of Astarion. The beast dropped to the ground Inala sliding up to him with it. 

"See didn't shoot you!" She panted 

"You're going to be the death of me woman!" Astarion could do nothing but groan a sigh of relief. 

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Wellp hope you all enjoyed my garbage I'll be working on more stuff with these two as I learn more about the game. No hate to Gale I just love to poke fun at him.

#astarion #astarion x tav #astarion x mc #bg3 #bg3 fanfiction #astarion fanfic

[alukaforyou]

i am so pissed my crazy grandma keeps feeding people food to my cats holy fucking shit even tho me and my sis told her over 10 times now to cut that shit out, and every time shes like ok i wont ever do it again,, MOTHERFUCKER!!!!! literally she has given them fried chicken, MARINATED SAUCED CHICKEN, DONUTS?, cookies / crackers, and a huge spoonful of STICKY WHITE RICE THIS MORNING my sis saw and went off on her and SHE got angry saying that she wont do it again? but thats what she said last time?? so me and my sis kept going off on her about how thats what she always says and what is she not understanding when we tell her people can be harmful to cats so just do not fucking give them any. at least my dad will occasionally give her a piece of unseasoned boiled shrimp AFTER googling "can cats have x as a treat" nooo my dumbass grandma is convinced she is right and knows all about animals so feeding them a little bit of whatever the fuck is ok, well assflash newshole a little bit DAILY adds up holy shit who gives cats donuts. and we have cat treats and cat food, what the fuck is stopping her from getting some treats if she wants to feed them so bad. for real just dumped a spoonful of rice in front of them at 7am, 1 (one) hour after i ALREADY fed them???? like hello i buy premium ass food for them, take them to the best reviewed vets, spend a shit ton on insurance, for WHAT for u to give them korean chicken and whatever you have on hand every single day oh my god. and the nerve of her to SNAP BACK! BITCH!!! 지가 잘못하고 뭔 지랄이야 씨발 개또라이네 also its not even her old lady memory problems that makes her forget shes not supposed to do this, she SNEAKILY feeds them when me or my sis isnt around like i was chilling in bed a few days ago when i heard the wrapper opening sound for these kr fried donut things we have and i was like this is fucking suspicious so i went out to look, and my grandma was standing so suspiciously close to the cat by the window literally in position to feed her DONUT when i was like wtf r u doing, and she SHUFFLES AWAY SO FUCKING QUICK and was like "i wasnt gonna feed her" LITERALLY DIE BRO DIE PASS AWAY DIE DIE DIE. also my mom HATES living w my grandma too cuz she for real has ISSUES. christ. pass away. ur like old just die bro. honestly my mom & dad have been on their best behavior after i basically surprised moved out and went nc with them, like that scared them good so they begged for me back, and i gave them a 2nd chance which is why i visit them sometimes and they have been helpful caring for my cats while im away (my roommate is allergic so i cant have them at my current apt) but my fcking grandma. getting crazier by the day. she will also vehemently deny doing anything, even tho family members have WITNESSED her doing it, and she always says "i never did that" or "fine i will never do it again" but she keeps. clowning. :) lord help me im abt to beat this elderly womans ass for real

#ok the plan was to save for a few years to buy a luxury apartment in manhattan but screw that #im gonna buy a normal apartment as close to that amazing emergency vet place as possible #cuz ig id rather have an amazing vet close by rather than a luxury apartment further away #i need to take my babies out of there asap cuz the dumbass grandma doesnt kno how to act #im pissed im pissed im pissed if anything were to happen to them #i s2g she is CATCHING THESE HANDS FOR REAL #VIOLENCE IS THE ANSWER #if i repeatedly tell u not to do smth and u keep doing it idk #u need to get bitch slapped by me #I AM SO ANGRY #also seeing how much my mom doesnt like living w my crazy grandma was like one of the biggest reasons #im not down to get married like fuck inlaws some of yall be insane out there #if i have an insane inlaw.... omg id want to beat their ass so bad like 😔😔😔 #.txt

[sallage]

Hiii I just got done reading about you and your SO. It's so awesome that you were able to tell them! Do you mind writing about one of the tickle fights you've had? In story format if you dont mind? You can totally ignore this btwww. Thanks(:

This is an awesome ask! I would love to!

This story really happened and takes place a few months after I told him. For this and for future reference, I’ll call him Jackson. Side note, I was excited to write this, so I just finished and it's 5:30am right now. There's probably going to be mistakes but I really wanted to get it out. Hope it's enjoyed!

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Apologize

Pairing: Lee Me, Ler Jackson

Words: 1,714

Reading Time: 7 Minutes Read more tickle asks/stuff ∘₊✧ Here ✧₊∘

“Fuck! Jackson, I knocked one and Marshmallow is one hit!”

“Where is he?”

“He’s inside the- Fuck man! He fucking finished me! Just leave. It’s a whole squad now; people are third partying.”

“I have a shot.”

“No, Don’t! They- Oh my fucking God! Now they know where you are!”

“Fuck! It’s a whole squad!”

“I just said that!”

“Chill out, it’s fine. I can-”

“Don’t just stand there! You gotta- BRUH!”

“Shit.”

“Yeah, thats what happens when you shoot at people and just stand there like a bot- you get sniped.”

“I had 200 health.”

“200 health doesn’t matter if they snipe you for a head shot!”

“You died first.”

“Trying to save you waddoyou mean?!”

“Should’ve been better.”

“Jackson, I knocked one and got Marshmallow down to one hit. You died bent over with your ass in the air, begging for it.”

“Thats crazy.”

“I don’t give a shit, I told you to leave.”

“I can hear you from the living room, stop yelling.”

“What, you don’t want everyone to know you’re a bot?”

“Yo, chill on me.”

“Whatever, man. My back hurts.”

“What? Why?”

“From carrying you!”

“…You’re pissing me off.”

“I played four games with you and you fucked up every one. Get good, kid.”

“Say one more thing.”

“You’re dog waterrrrrr.”

The moment the mic muffled, I knew he was coming into the room to argue with me face to face. I rolled my eyes in frustration, knowing that we had just lost another game of Fortnite because of him. He had caused us to lose every single game we played, whether it was because he had wandered off on his own and gotten jumped, or missed all of his shots. He always got downed and left me to face duos on my own. I was fed up.

The door opened and he walked inside, closing it behind him.

Jackson’s a big dude. Dedicated to the gym and healthy eating habits, his lifestyle awarded him with a beautifully sculpted physique, one that I often admired, being the exact opposite of him. I’ve hardly set foot in the gym and I love my burgers with a side of fries. I’ve been blessed with a fast metabolism, otherwise I know I would have weighed well over 300 pounds due to my horrible eating habits. Instead, I’m slimmer and a little top heavy, one of the things I know Jackson loves about me.

He didn’t look in love with me right now though. He crossed his big arms over his chest and glared down at me, visibly peeved off due to my comments. Being as stubborn as I am, I doubled down.

“What?” I asked, irritably.

“It’s not that serious.”

“You suck at the game.”

“You died first.”

“I was-”

“You died first.”

“Do you really think I’m the one that’s been lacking? Really?”

He shrugged. “Maybe.”

“Use your critical thinking skills and get back to me on that.” 

His eyes narrowed at me. “You got one more.”

I frowned. “One more till… what?” I asked, my dismissive voice dripping with sarcasm.

He shrugged again, leaving it vague.

I rolled my eyes and waved him off. “I’m texting the group chat. I would like to win at least one tonight.”

He rolled his eyes and waited for the message. When I put my phone down, he frowned. “Did you send it?”

“Mmhhm.” 

“I didn’t get anything.”

“You wouldn’t. We have a separate group chat for people who know how to play the game.”

There was a moment of silence and during, I closed my eyes, starting to feel bad. I often talk a lot of shit when I play video games and I have to remind myself that it’s truly not that serious and that maybe, I shouldn’t be talking to my boyfriend like that. I huffed and turned back to him to apologize, but I was met with eyes that were filled with mischievous energy.

“What-”

Before I could finish my question, I was being lifted out of my chair and held to his chest as he princess carried me towards the bed. Once arrived, He flipped me onto it, then the air was pushed out of my lungs when he threw himself on top of me.

“Jackson!” I yelled, pushing on his shoulders. “Fuck! You’re heavy as hell! Get off! What the hell are you- GAAAH! AHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! FAHAHAK NONONOSTAAAAAAHAHAHAP!”

Jackson Immediately took to squeezing the top of my ribs, rotating his thumbs in the most agonizing circles I’ve ever felt. At this point, he knew exactly how to tickle me if he wanted to turn me on, and tragically, he also knew how to tickle me if he wanted to punish me. He was going for punishment today, and I immediately regretted being mean to him. 

Due to the way I was positioned, my hands arms were up over his shoulders as he lay on top of me and due to his mass, I couldn’t reach around and dislodge his hands from my body. So instead, I pathetically writhed underneath him, unable to even kick my legs as he tangled his with mine.

“I warned you.” He commented simply.

Having been completely caught off guard and pissed off just a few moments ago, I was unable to hold back my reactions like I usually tried to do. I thrashed around as much as I could, which really wasn’t much.

“FUCK! JAHAHAHACKSOHON WAHAHAIT! GHHEEEAAHAHAA! STAHAHAP! NOOOOOOHOHOHOHO!”

His thumbs crept inward, towards a spot on my ribs below my breasts, a spot that he recently discovered, if played with the right way, absolutely wrecked me. Sensing him gearing up to attack it, I panicked.

I started pinching his back, hard. His chest rumbled as he chucked at my pathetic attempt to fight back. My laughter grew more desperate as he approached, just to fake me out and shoot his hands down to the crease below my hips where it bends into the tops of my thighs. He pressed his thumbs inward to rub at the tendons that make up my inner thighs on both sides, knowing how devastating that spot was for me.

I pounded my fists on his back, trying my best to to close my legs and buck him off, failing miserably. It’s only been a minute, but it felt like I was fighting for my life for hours. 

“Apologize.” He demanded.

“I’M SOHOHOHOHRY!” I quickly concede, but he chuckles. 

“Too easy. Tell me I’m better then you in Fortnite.”

“WHAHAHT THE FAHAHAHAK? NOHOHOHOHO!” I yell in frustration, having less than a second to be irritated all over again before his devious fingers find another sweet spot along the waistline of my shorts. I threw my head back and continued fighting, even though I knew it wouldn’t get me anywhere. He started pinching my sides, and my laughter died down for a few seconds before he remembered that light tickles do the job. Then, I was thrown into hysterical giggles as his blunt nails sneak underneath my shirt to scribble lightly at my twitching sides.

“Ohohoh my Gahahahd Jackson!” I giggled, arching my back and shifting from side to side as he teased me, intentionally going easy to give me the chance to breathe.

“You were being annoying and rude. You get too into that game.”

“Yeah, okahay! Juhhust stahp. You’re- AH! Dohohone!” 

“I’m still sensing attitude, and you haven’t admitted I’m better than you yet.”

“Because you’re noHOHOT! JACKSON, NOOO!” 

His fingers suddenly made their way up to my ribs again, where a firm yet lighter touch was required. He rotated his thumbs again into the bottom of my ribs, working his way up, knowing how much the anticipation killed me. My giggles, grew more frantic as he teased, his pinches growing firmer with each rib he climbed.

“JaCKsON!” I heaved when he rapidly pinched up and down in rapid succession. “JEHehehesus CHRIst!”

“Admit it.” 

“It’s a liIHIHIHIE!! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

He finally got to work, but instead of hitting that sweet spot on my ribs, he shoved his fingers into my armpits. My back arched and I slammed my elbows as far down as they could go, which didn’t matter since he was already in there. He pushed himself up slightly, an adjustment that forced my arms up and away from my body. Then, he used four fingers to rotate and undulate them right in the center of my underarms.

I kicked my legs out and scrunched my eyes closed, rapidly approaching my limit. I could usually handle being tickled for a long time, never really having met my true limit, but he was heavy and I  was finding it hard to keep the same breath in my lungs for longer then a second. So when his fingers finally dipped into that spot on my ribs, I cracked within 5 seconds.

“YEAAHAHAHAAHAHA! SHIIIIIHIHIHIT! OHOHOHKAY! OKAYOKAY YOU’RE BEHEHETER! YOU’RE BETTAAHAHAHA!”

“I’m what?”

“JAHAHAHCKSON! I CAHAHAN’T BREATHE!”

“Then you better say it.”

I fruitlessly thrash for a second before giving up completely. In one long breath, I muster enough strength to get it out.

“YOU’REBETTERTHENMEATFORTNIHIHIHITE! PLEHEHEHEEEEHEHEHSE! I’M SAHAHAHAHRRY!”

Within that instant he was off of me. I continued to lay there, eyes closed and breathing hard in exhaustion. He laid next to me and placed his hand on my stomach, lovingly rubbing it in non ticklish circles. The touch caused me to flinch and he snickered, wrapping his arms around me and dragging me in for cuddles. 

“Thah- That was fucked up.” I chided, but slowly cuddled up to him anyway.

“You liked it.” He said, chuckling when I lightly tapped his chest with the back of my hand.

“Shut up.” I mumbled, having never been so flustered in my life.

Knowing that I should issue a sober aplogy, I swallowed. “I really am sorry though. I shouldn’t have talked to you like that. I'll be better.”

Jackson kissed my forehead and lightly massaged my back, exactly how I liked it. I let out a content sigh.

His arm wrapped around me, and I felt a sense of calm and security as I lay my head against his shoulder, feeling his heartbeat against my neck. I closed my eyes, my exhaustion allowing me to drift off into a deep and restful sleep.

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[flyawaybird444]

✧˖°.Prompt List✧˖°.

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You may choose a number from this list when sending asks according to our weekly schedule! Enjoy!

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Smut prompts:

1. "Don't make me take you home."

2. "'I’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly."

3. "Don't give me that look."

4. "You're more than just a one night stand."

5. "Would you just shut up and kiss me already?"

6. "You want me to give you your book/phone/item back? Make me."

7. "Like what you see?"

8. "Try to stay quiet, understand?"

9. "We're in public, you know."

10. "I didn't know you were so sensitive."

11. "Dont be so rough. there cant be any marks."

12. "God you look so hot right now."

13. "Are you sure? Once we start, i might not be able to stop."

14. "No, i'm supposed to be making you feel good."

15. "Make me."

16. "Stop teasing me so much.."

17. "Take off your clothes."

18. "I'm waiting."

19. "First one to make a noise loses."

20. "Mine."

21. "We cant do that here!"

22. "Behave."

23. "What did you just say?

24. You want to have sex in the elevator? Challenge accepted!"

25. "Why did you wear underwear, when you know I'm going to tear it off anyway?"

26. "Isn't the thrill of getting caught half of the fun?"

27. "Since l've been good, it's time you let me have a taste of you."

28. "You want to put what, where?!"

29. "Show me how you play with yourself.”

30. "Using your teeth, is the only way I'm granting you access tonight."

31. "I missed you so much."

32. "I've been thinking about you all day."

33. "You're so perfect. And l'm so fucking lucky.

34. "Don't smile at me like that. You know it drives me crazy."

35. "I like it when you say my name like that."

36. "I heard shower sex is dangerous, but right now, l'm willing to take the risk."

37. "I really don't care. You still look hot and l'm trying not to kiss you senseless

38. "Shut up.

39. "You're so fucking hot when you're mad.

40. "We're not just friends and you fucking know it."

41. "C'mere, you can sit on my lap until i'm done working.

42. "What? Does that feel good?"

43. "I'm not jealous! its just...you're mine!"

44. "If we get caught i'm blaming you."

45. "We have the whole place to ourselves, we don’t even have to be quiet this time."

46. "Tell me again."

47. "You have no idea how much i want you."

48. "Say it."

49. "If you don't like my teasing, then why are you moaning?"

50. "Wow, i didn't realize you were that...flexible."

51. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard that you forget you ever even met that asshole.

52. "I think thats the first time i've heard you moan...it was like a fucking melody."

53. "I really want to kiss you right now."

"Then do it."

54. "You're not taking me to bed. ever."

"Who said it had to be on the bed?"

55. "She may seem like lollipops and rainbows but i bet behind closed doors she's latex and whips."

56. "Ah, he's playing hard-to-get. thats cute."

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Angst prompts:

1. "You can't tell that I am in love with you because you were too busy loving someone else to notice me."

2. "I'm sorry, but l'm done waiting."

3. "They warned me about you, I should have listened."

4. "All I want is for you to look at me the way you look at them."

5. "It was a blatant lie when you said that you love me, but I don't care."

6. "Have you ever loved me? You know what, don't say anything, we all know the answer."

7. "It's time to stop lying to ourselves."

8. "Loving you was a torture and I enjoyed it all too much."

9. "If only you could give me half the love you have for yourself."

10. "Can I convince you to stay?"

11. "Thank you for the offer, but I'm over you."

12. "You were no good for me and I was too naive to see that."

13. "You did a wonderful job convincing people that you love me, I almost fell for it.

14. "I've finally come to accept the fact that you will never think l'm good enough for you."

15. "I don't owe you an explanation.

16. "We have to be quiet."

17. "You're trembling."

18. "I want an answer, goddammit!"

19. "It was you the whole time!

20. "Tell me again."

21. "This is why we can't have nice things."

22. "I'm not going anywhere."

23. "You don't see me."

24. "I can't keep kissing strangers and pretending that they're you."

25. "You could have died."

26. "Prove it.

27. "I might never get another chance to say this."

28. "Do you regret it?"

29. "Tell me I'm wrong."

30. "Lie to me then."

31. "You've thought about this, haven't you?"

32. "We need to talk about what happened last night."

33. "I never stood a chance, did I?"

34. "I feel like I can't breathe."

35. "I'm only here to establish an alibi."

36. "Are you drunk?"

37. "I still remember the way you taste."

38. "How much of that did you hear?"

39. "What happens if I do this?"

40. "Why are you whispering?"

41. "You make me want things I can't have.

42. "Were you ever going to tell me?"

43. "I'm done trying to help you!"

44. "Sorry doesn't fix everything."

45. "You didn't call. You didn't text. Nothing."

46. "It isn't up for debate."

47. "I don't know what's wrong, okay? I'm just really tired."

50. "I'm fine. Stop asking."

51. "I'm not leaving until you tell me what's wrong, and don't try lying to me."

52. "I hope someday you get a taste of your own medicine."

53. "Pack your shit and go. Get the fuck out of my sight!"

54. "Is this how little you think of me?"

55. "I can't do this anymore.. not with you."

56. "You said you'd always be there for me... so how did this happened? Why weren't you there?"

57. "Did it ever occur to you that you're hurting me too?"

58. "I don't need help! I just want the pain to stop

[sinlizards]

Hello i just wanted to say that

1. your art is absolutely phenomenal, especially how you portray emotion and tone in all your art, finished or not (also the way you use those like, idk what they're called but the screen tone kinda textures is amazing. idk how to articulate why but like. it gives your stuff such good vibes and makes it stand out in the best way ever)

2. HOLY SHIT YOU HAVE SUCH GOOD MUSIC TASTE THANK YOU I JUST SAW EVERYTHING EVERYTHING LIVE AND IT WAS MY 1ST STANDING CONCERT AND JUST. GOD IT WAS SO GOOD

3. have you seen Everything Everything live? i feel like your art has the vibes of their concerts in the like. lighting and visual sense in the coolest way possible. i dont see people who's artwork is so (from what i can tell) deeply inspired by a band to the point of it becoming part of the art style very often and its just. so fucking cool. all your art is incredible and its definitely my biggest inspiration for my own art esp the way you do lighting and colour and add texture to your peices. thank you for posting song art and thank you for introducing me to Everything Everything because without your incredible art i wouldn't have ever come across the band and had the best concert experience of my life

ohh my god i just wanna preface this with the fact that i lost my mind when i saw this in my inbox this is incredibly sweet and nothing makes me happier than talking about EE and seeing others enjoy them ;_; !!! but to answer your question i am devastated to say that i have not ever been to a live EE show myself no matter how hard ive wanted to for the past 5-6 years </33 I have watched basically every recording available of past live shows but i just know thats nowhere close to experiencing the real thing. The main reason is they just dont tour as often to the U.S. and when they do its usually places way out of the way for me (i think theres some live shows this year but its west coast only U_U) That being said I'm so happy you were able to go!! i've heard its an incredible experience and I really hope you enjoyed it :D But to hear that my art reminds you of the shows is so incredibly kind, EE has been my biggest inspiration for my work for the longest time and I know especially for my pieces based off their work I really want others to feel the way I do when I listen to them. THIS IS GETTING REALLY LONG BUT I really appreciate this ask and that other people are checking EE out because of me! I know its not everyones thing but if I can get at least one other person to understand why this band makes me so crazy then i call it a success in my books jsdhfjdf

#long post #lizard inbox #I have so many thoughts on ee if you couldnt tell DFHSF #I still watch that one recording of their man alive performance like once a month it makes me so emotional #cant stress enough how much this band means to me i always feel deranged about them #asks