#me: i'm gonna throttle you boi

[andysorbit]

I read your Jisung sfw and nsfw post…

Jisung is totally the type of guy who has dirty thoughts about you but he would never initiate anything sexual because he’s too scared of rushing you or making you uncomfortable, but if you were to ask him if he’d feel uncomfortable with the idea of y’all being intimate he’d get shy and struggle to admit he thinks about it way too often 🫢

sooooo.... I had started this because well... I'm always soft for that pinhead and this may be a bit redundant and some of it might not even mesh with what was in the other one but whatever we love our big fluffy boi

just as before this is fluff and light?? smut, fem!reader

if you wanna read the one mentioned, go here

MINORS, FUCK OFF

Boyfriend!Jisung Who...

Buys you flowers and slaps you with them because he's annoying

comes home with food all the time

and you complain but you love it because this man makes sure you're always fed

"if your tummy is always full, you can't run from me"

likes to hide your things because he wants you to ask him for help

"Andrew, I can't find my sewing kit"

"did you just call me Andrew?"

"Yes I did, Anderson..."

"d'you need help finding that sewing kit or not?"

he's a space boy so he's always talking about space and if he's drunk he's in the zone

"so aliens aren't stupid... if they're capable of creating and operating technology so advanced that they can travel all over the universe, then why do they keep crashing in cornfields? shit- why aren't they crashing anywhere else? I believe in them but I feel like mankind wants to be smarter and better than everything else so badly that they'll insult the intelligence of just about anything."

"aw babe you've really put a lot of thought into that"

"I had to... I needed to make sure it made sense before I mentioned it to you. I didn't want you to think I was crazy and dump me"

"Sungie why would I dump you?"

"for thinking I'm crazy.... I just said that but that's not important right now- you gotta keep up- this is serious, okay?"

calls your mom just because he can

"your mom said she hasn't spoken to you in a few days, why haven't you called her?"

"Maybe of you weren't always on the phone with her, she'd answer when I call her dude"

"Well she invited me out for brunch so maybe you can come along too"

"maybe?"

"y/n if you're jealous then just say so"

reads to you because he knows his voice is one of your favorite things about him

shares his little rants, rambles, and questions with you

"Okay but instead of sending Jesus to the cross, why didn't everyone get one chance to file for like... spiritual bankruptcy and then after that for every sin you commit then you have to do something that bothers you like walk around for a week with wet socks or with a piece of steak stuck in your molars?"

"baby, are you okay?'"

"no, I need answers."

is so respectful because he doesn't want you thinking he likes the sex more than he likes you

moans in your ear when you're close because he knows you'll cum harder if he's moaning and talking you through it

he can barely form a sentence if he looks at you for too long but he can look you in your eyes and talk dirty to you while he's throttling you

he loves the way his hands look around your neck

he has a big dick

like it's fucking huge and your favorite thing is when he's telling you that you take it just like a good girl should

he's cutie pooks in the streets and Mr. Park in the sheets

no seriously one day you called him Mr. Park and he practically took you right there

he loves watching the way you take his cock so he always slides into you so slowly that it's almost torture

had you convinced that he had the equipment but didn't lnow how to use it and after your first time together he was smug af

"are you okay?"

"Jisung... don't you... I thought..."

"what? you thought you were gonna have to fake it?"

he's nasty but he's classy about it

#neoculturecollectives #andy's mail #nct #nct smut #kpop smut #nct hard hours #nct hard thoughts #nct dream smut #nct dream hard hours #nct dream hard thoughts #andyception #ANDY PARK #park jisung #park jisung smut #nct x black!reader

[mingtinys]

A Thorn in the Side

pairing : joshua hong x gn!reader

light angst , fluff , humor

warnings : language , jealous joshy

word count : 1.0 k

requested? no

a/n : can't tell if i like this one or not yet , but i really wanted to get something seventeen related put out !!

Joshua has never liked to think of himself as a jealous person.

In fact, in his own humble opinion, Joshua finds he's secure enough to not let most things bother him.

Some guy wants to buy you a drink at the bar? You're very attractive, it's bound to happen. His members compliment how you look that day? Good, they should, you look amazing. Your coworker is leaving secret love notes on your desk? That's fine, you'll still be clocking out and coming home to Joshua at the end of the day.

For all the attention you receive in a day, it's only ever Joshua who has the privilege of receiving yours. So no, he really doesn't have much need to worry over trivial things.

That being said, every so often, he gets a teeny, little, thorn in his side. The thorn in question being no other than Kim Mingyu and his abnormally large muscles. More specifically, Kim Mingyu's abnormally large muscles in regards to how uncomfortably close they are to you.

You were supposed to be bringing Joshua his gym bag he left at home. Something that would have taken less than a minute to do. Unfortunately, Joshua forgot to take into account the other twelve boys who accompanied him to the gym and had a knack for making his life a living Hell. 

Mingyu stopped you the moment you walked in the door. Engulfing you in a bone-crushing hug and radiating a puppy-like joy he always seems to have when greeting you. But that's not even what did Joshua in. Not by a long shot.

It wasn't until you started giggling about how gross and sweaty he was that Joshua felt something indignant crawl under his skin. Your palms flat against his chest as you tried to push away while Mingyu only held you tighter. Also, why on God's green earth does he feel the need to be shirtless right now!?

And judging from the smug glances Mingyu keeps shooting his way, the boy knows exactly what he's doing. Joshua Hong is a patient man. But the urge to throttle Mingyu is incredibly tempting at the moment.

He doesn't even realize just how long he's been just standing there seething until Jeonghan pokes his head out from behind a machine. "Hey, ‘Shua!" He whispers and it snaps Joshua back down to Earth like a brick to the head. He's twirling a singular earbud in his fingers. "I can hear you grinding your teeth over my music. How much longer are you gonna stand there sulking?"

"I'm not grinding my teeth." He grumbles, a pout set on his lips. Though his jaw is rather sore and he has to actually make an effort to unclench it.

Behind him, Seungkwan snorts. "There's actually visible clouds of steam shooting out of your ears."

Joshua whips his head around and gives the younger boy a look nothing short of homicidal. It only encourages him. "What? Worried Y/N might see something they like?"

"No." He grits out. "I just . . . really need my gym bag."

"Ohhh, okay okay." Seungkwan nods, that same smirk never leaving his face. "Well, it looks like someone might have beaten you to it." Another fit of middle-school-girl giggles erupts between Seungkwan and Jeonghan.

And sure enough, when Joshua returns his attention back to you, a second “thorn” has somehow also found its way over. Lee Chan. "Here, that looks heavy, let me help you," he says, taking the bag from your shoulder, chest puffed and smile toothy. He curls it the way one would a kettlebell, toned and sweaty arms glistening in all their nauseating glory. Seriously, who even flexes like that when picking up a bag? It's just tacky.

That's about all Joshua can stomach for much longer. He can feel the once tiny thorns morphing into jagged claws. Some awful green-eyed beast tearing at his stomach from the inside out. And while he knows he really shouldn't take the bait, he just can’t help it.

He beelines it across the room, walking to where you and his victims members are at a lightning-fast speed. Joshua musters up a sickeningly sweet smile and clears his throat. Mingyu and Chan look at him like they know they're in trouble.

But then your eyes light up at the mere sight of him, and all thoughts he had of ripping Mingyu and Chan a new one fizzle out all too easily. You push past the two boys without another glance in their direction, and a smile only he's capable of evoking plays at your lips.

"Hey, you." You greet him with a peck and the exaggerated gags that fill the room make his chest fill moreso with pride than embarrassment. Your hand slips just under the hem of his shirt, letting your palm lay against his stomach. There it is. That feeling of security. Of trust. Warmth. You lean back slightly and Joshua lets his impulsivity win when he chases your lips for one last reassuring kiss.

"Thank you for bringing my bag."

You hum, threading your fingers through his damp hair, combing it back. "I don't mind. I actually think you need to forget your bag more often."

Joshua tilts his head innocently. He's thrown off guard when you lean in, palm pressing harder against his stomach, and your lips ghost the shell of his ear. Voice low enough so that his members won't hear, which he's thankful for. "You're really hot when you're all sweaty and jealous."

Joshua cringes. "Was it that obvious?"

"Seungkwan's voice carries."

He feels a little stupid now for ever getting so worked up in the first place. His head drops with embarrassment, causing you to giggle. "Hey," you poke at his forehead so he'll look at you. "You know I only have eyes for you, right?" You sound a little more serious this time.

"Yeah, I know."

"Good."

"Hey, hyung," Chan calls, still behind you. "Can you take your bag now? It's actually kind of heavy."

#seventeen #svt #seventeen x reader #seventeen fanfic #svt x reader #svt fanfic #seventeen imagines #svt imagines #joshua hong #hong jisoo #seventeen x you #joshua hong x reader #joshua hong x you #joshua x reader #hong jisoo x reader #hong jisoo x you #hong jisoo imagines #joshua hong imagines #seventeen joshua

[adiduck]

Since it's one of my favorite scenes in TGM, maybe the '86 boys finding the most beautiful plane ever built (i.e. the F-14 for those who don't know what I mean) and figuring out who gets to pilot and who has to backseat? Or '86 Ice and Mav after seeing the Admiral in his hospital bed? Or Ice having a chat with Rooster?

Gonna go with the first one, because I'm actually really pleased with the banter LOL

-

“Ice,” Mav says, hunched over as he looks through the binoculars. He’s gone very, very still.

“If it isn’t good news, don’t tell me,” Ice says.

“It’s… well, it’s news,” Mav says, and hands him the binoculars. “Last spot on the right.

Ice takes the binoculars and looks through them.

He stares.

“Well,” he says finally. “She may not fly.”

“That’s true,” Mav agrees.

“And we won’t outrun any of the bogeys in the air.”

“Also true.”

Ice falls silent again, staring. “...Rock-paper-scissors for the pilot seat?”

“You’re on,” Mav says.

-

“I can’t believe you cheated,” Mav hisses, as they slide down the last of the bank.

“I did not,” Ice lies. “How would someone cheat at rock-paper-scissors?”

“You hesitated!”

“You want a redo? I’m sure we could stop someone to referee,” Ice says. They start out into the open, looking around at all the people milling about like so many chickens with their heads cut off. “But if not, I think we should run.”

“Argh!” Mav says eloquently.

They run.

In front of them, an F-14 Tomcat looms large, big and beautiful and just for them.

By some miracle, nobody stops them as they dash across the runway towards her.

-

“Do you often cheat at rock-paper-scissors,” Mav asks, as Ice walks up to the generator, hoping against hope has he activates the machine--

It lights up.

“Fuck, yes,” Ice says.

“Glad you’re willing to admit it,” Mav says, because he’s a jackass. Ice rolls his eyes.

“No time to preflight,” he says, and rounds to march towards the ladder. “Unhook us will you?”

“No, I’m going to just stand here and wait for us to be caught,” Mav mutters.

Ice ignores him, jumping into the cockpit and hauling his helmet back on, taking in the familiar, if aged-looking, dashboard.

“Hi there, baby,” he says, and feels the warm weight of familiarity settle into his bones. He runs his fingers over the dashboard for a moment. “We’re gonna treat you right. You up for a last flight?” He flips the Master on, fingers flying through the start engine sequence. “Come on, sweetheart, you show these pretenders how it’s done--”

There’s a thrum, and the first engine turns over.

Down on the ground, Mav whoops.

Ice doesn’t bother to suppress his grin, cheeks hurting with it. “That’s what I’m fucking talking about,” he says, and lets reflex kick in, coaxing the second engine to life as Mav climbs in behind him.

“Fuck, it’s been a bit since I sat in this seat,” Mav complains through the radio, as Ice secures the canopy.

“Don’t worry, I’m not expecting you to be much help,” Ice assures him, and throttles forward and out of the hangar bay.

“Fuck you, too.”

Ice’s grin widens. “Don’t proposition me in front of our date, Mav, it’s bad form.”

“Oh, I’m sorry baby, you know you’re the only girl for us,” Mav says, instantly, sounding genuinely apologetic.

Ice shakes his head, taxiing them out and taking in the taxiway in front of them, the completely cratered runway. He feels the smile fall off his face slightly. “Hm.”

“...Taxiway it is, I guess,” Mav muses.

“Short runway takeoff,” Ice agrees. “You a praying man, Mav?”

“Nope.”

“Me neither,” Ice says, and starts the takeoff sequence. “Let’s go.”

-

#adi is a writer #ask game #icemav #they're taking a lovely lady on a date ;) #operation groundhog au #wip snippet

[empress-simps]

Danger Meter [2]

》Crash《

▪︎Pairings: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Reader

▪︎Pronouns: She/Her (Fem! Reader)

▪︎Warnings: Language, also probably some inaccuracies

▪︎Genre: Soulmate Au! Angst and fluff

▪︎Synopsis: Your soulmate rarely seems to be out of the High risk zone according to your mark, which makes you worry. Oh well— you already know that the same goes for him.

Note: Thank you for the likes/reblogs/comment! I couldn't help myself so here is part 2!

》 Masterlist 》 Bradley's Masterlist

》 Previous 》 Next

"Crash watch yourself, there's a-"

It was probably your fault, you were to pre-occupied thinking about what happened last night that you processed Hangman's warnings a little too late.

"Shit! Birdstrike! Birdstrike!" You yelled, looking at your controls. "Left engine is on fire! Climbing!" Hangman looks at you, growing worried about you by the second. "Don't tell me she's gonna try to fucking save it." He mumbled, keeping a close eye on you.

You'd try to save the plane even though you're literally about to nosedive into the ground. Hence the callsign 'Crash'.

"Throttling back! Shutting off fuel on left engine, extinguishing fire!" You informed Maverick and Hangman. Maverick can only utter an 'Oh my god' while Hangman could do nothing but watch worriedly.

Bob felt like someone dumped an ice bucket on him as he and his fellow naval aviators listened to the radio to know what's happening on air. His insides were twisting as he wanted to do nothing but to hurl and cry.

Everyone semmed to still as they continued to listen to the radio. "Bird strike..?" Payback mumbled.

"I think I'm going to be sick." Bob uttered, he can feel his head spinning and his hands get sweaty. Pheonix shot a worried glance at him.

Rooster, who was sitting in one of the chairs looked at Bob. "Crash's your girl, Bob?" He tried to read Bob's expression. Coyote intervened, "I think now is not the right time for you to be asking that, man."

Roster nodded as he muttered out an apology to the Weapons System Officer who was intently listening to the radio. As Rooster further observe Bob, he realized two things: Bob deeply cares for you, which makes him think you know each other personally, or you're both romantically involved. And the other one is-

He sure hopes that you and Bob aren't a thing.

Rooster was pulled away from his thoughts, hearing your voice on the radio. He felt a pit forming on his stomach as you yelled, 'Right engine is out! It's still spinning-"

'Crash! You can't save it!' Hangman's voice was heard through the radio. All of them perked up, they never heard Hangman scared before. Not even once, and the fact that he was worried for another person— considering he's Hangman, he'll leave you out to dry.

Rooster's worry grew by the second for his fellow pilot. He ran his hand through his hair, an action Coyote noticed, and without fail he saw something he thinks that's hard to believe.

Rooster's mark was an angry shade of dark red.

Coyote was stunned, his eyes widening as he tried to process his thoughts over yours, hangman's and maverick's shouting over the radio.

"No fucking way.." He breathed out, aviators beside him thought he was talking about what's happening over the radio. Boy were they wrong.

'I can't control it! I'm going down! I'm going down!' Panic and terror laced in your voice, Rooster can feel his chest tightening as he looked down and laced his hands together, finally noticing something wrong with his mark.

The stripe was almost black.

It can't be, what's happening? He looked at it, and looked back to the radio. His head was racing different thoughts per minute. He felt his breathing got labored as he tries to calm himself.

"No.. no.." Bob mumbled, clearly distraught as Pheonix offered a comforting squeeze on his shoulder.

Right, you and Bob are probably soulmates. He needs to put that into consideration, maybe it's just a coincidence? But, having your soulmate's danger meter almost turn black is rare. He read about a study that found out people who's soulmates have a high risk job (i.e being in the military) are reported to be the one experiencing red and black marks.

You— a naval aviator who's about to crash, and him, who's mark is almost black.

'You can't save it! Eject eject!' They heard Maverick yell as Hangman told the same thing. 'Crash! don't you dare join your jet crash!'

'Eject eject eject!'

Taglist [Closed]: @auszimbo

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[charminggirl512]

calendar // chibs telford x oc

Chibs Telford x F!OC

Warnings: 18+, smut, language, little bit of angst, mentions of pregnancy, jealousy

Word Count: 1,393

A/N: Enjoy some jealous Chibs. Absolutely adore that man.

"Will you stop fidgeting? I think you're more worked up about this than I am and I'm the one in the pictures." 

"Well, it's not your wife getting photographed nude on your bike, now is it?" 

   It was Juice's idea to create a calendar with all of the old ladies of the Sons in Charming and Chibs had been a nervous wreck ever since I eagerly agreed to do it. It was the day of the shoot and they were going all out for it; lighting, fancy cameras, even a wardrobe department despite none of us actually wearing clothes in the photos. I was covered in a short silk robe but if Chibs had it his way, I would've been in a nun's habit. 

"I asked you if you were okay with it when Juice asked me and you agreed to it. It's a little late for me to drop out, hun." He glares at my use of the pet name but he knows that I'm right. 

"I knew I should've given you that 'Property of Chibs' tattoo when you asked for it when you were drunk," He mumbles under his breath. 

"Do it, and I castrate you, Telford." My sickly sweet smile tells him that it is not an empty threat and he's quick to move on.

"All of the clubs around the country are gonna see this! I'm never gonna hear the end of it," He continues to grumble under his breath. I stand on my tiptoes to speak into his ear.

"Keep up the nagging and I'll make sure that Tig is on that bike with me," I whisper before settling back on the balls of my feet, smiling until he leans down to whisper to me.

"Watch yourself, little girl, or you won't be able to sit for a week."

   The photographer conveniently calls me over then, so I grin up at Chibs before walking into the center of the lights where they've placed Chibs' bike. All of the Sons are in the room as well as some of the old ladies, the rest of them getting ready for their shoot. 

"Alright, Ellie, if you can just take your robe off for me and hand it to my assistant then we'll get you situated on the bike." I wink at my husband before undoing the knot keeping my robe closed to the sound of whistles and hoots from the crowd. 

   I've always been in pretty good shape, despite having two boys that wrecked my body for a short period of time. My Scottish genes are strong, giving me wide hips, a tiny waist, and tits that are bigger than Chibs' hands can hold, further enlarged by two pregnancies. My dark brown curls hang down almost to my ass, complimenting my bright blue eyes that sparkle under the beaming lights. I have no shame about hiding my body and don't really care that all of Chibs' brothers are seeing it right now because, at the end of the day, I'm going home with my Scotsman. 

   They carefully position me so that my back is arched to display my ass, the side of my arm hiding my nipples where my hands are holding the throttle. The photographer first has me throw my head back so that my hair flies through the air as I bite my lip and she snaps a million pictures. 

"That's it, baby!" I hear Chibs smack Tig upside the head and laugh despite not being able to see the two of them. Next, she has me stare sultrily at the camera, giving my best sex eyes. I glance over at Chibs in between shots and he's biting down on his hand as he focuses on my body, never once shifting his gaze. 

   The next pose that the photographer puts me in actually makes me a little nervous, but I don't hold back. I flip my body over and carefully balance my hands on the seat, my back towards the throttle as I rest my feet clad in four-inch black heels on the seat of the bike. Normally, my husband would be getting onto me for putting my heels on the expensive leather, but all I hear is him choking on his breath as I do the traditional pin-up girl pose completely naked (with the exception of his silver cross necklace) on his $50,000 motorcycle.

"Oh, Jesus," I hear Jax say before Tara smacks him on the arm.

"Jackson Teller, you better not be looking at Ellie like that," Tara scolds as she stands there in a robe similar to the one that I had on.

"You were looking too," He whines and she smacks him again. 

   The final pose that she has me do is squatting down next to the bike, one hand on the seat and the other on my thigh. The bike protects the people on the other side from seeing between my spread legs as I look over my shoulder at the camera. As soon as the photographer says that she's done with me, Chibs races over and throws me over his shoulder like a caveman. I squeal as he bands one of his arms around my thighs, his hand squeezing the muscle there. 

"Don't be too loud! It'll be distracting for the rest of us," Tig calls after us as Chibs carries me into the Chapel of the clubhouse. 

   He slams the door behind us before dropping me onto the table to turn around and place a chair under the handles of the doors to ensure that no one enters. He pounces on me as soon as he's done, already throwing off his kutte and white t-shirt as he assaults my lips. 

"I'm gonna fuck you hard and quick right now, baby, and then later, I'm gonna fuck you nice and slow on my bike to remind you that while you may get to show them your body, you're mine." I moan at his words and get even louder as he abruptly shoves two fingers inside of me, his thumb rubbing quick circles over my clit. I try to clumsily undo his belt as he already brings me on the brink of an orgasm. 

"You almost made me come in my pants like a teenage boy, lass, seducing me on my bike like that. If I had my way, I would be fucking you on it now, but it's best not to let them see you break over and over again on my cock." 

   His words are my undoing and I bare down on his fingers, screaming his name as he continues to fuck me with his hand. When I finally can take a deep breath, I reach into his pants and pull out his cock, come already leaking from the tip of his thickness. I spit on my hand before quickly jerking him a few times until he takes over and thrusts into me. He briskly sinks into me all the way, quickly thrusting back into me. 

    He picks up his pace as I squeal his name over and over again into his neck. My heels dig into the base of his back as he plunges into me again and again, seeming to get deeper every time. I come again as he bites into my neck and massages my ass before slapping the thick flesh. I hold onto his ass and press him into me as much as I can as he shoots into me, repeating my name over and over again into my chest.

   He collapses onto me as we both take deep breaths. I run my hands through his disheveled salt-and-pepper hair, knowing that my hair probably looks even crazier. He stands up and gently pulls out of me as he grabs his phone out of the back pocket of his jeans. He snaps a picture of me, the Grim Reaper behind my messy sex hair, bite marks all over my chest and neck, and Chibs' come leaking out of my pussy.

"Now that's what they should've taken a picture of."

————————————————————————

   We get a copy of the calendar a couple of months later. They ended up picking the pin-up style picture of me for the month of June. Chibs stands behind me in the kitchen as we look at it, pulling out his phone to order three more from Juice.

#chibs telford #soa chibs #chibs x reader #sons of anarchy #soa #jaxteller #smut #chibs smut #chibs fanfiction #filip telford #chibs #tig trager #fanfiction

[hell-drabbles]

Ra-on 1

Summary: Ra-on comes into your room to deliver some human essence for you to drink.

(If I'm going to be writing about Ra-on, I'm at least going to make him into a good-looking, if soggy, pretty boy. Just, looks like he's been left out in the rain. And is slightly oily. Pathetic style. And gross. I am not exaggerating when I say I made Ra-on real gross. It's fun for me.)

"This," you sloshed the full bottle around, "I have to drink, this?"

"Yes," Ra-on nodded and looked away, biting his dry lips, "It's, uh, it's Minhyeok's."

"…did you drink first?" You asked.

"Well, no but-"

You put the bottle on the floor and rolled it towards Ra-on with a light kick. "Then you drink first. I'm not drinking before you."

Ra-on is weaker than you are. More prone to collapsing faster than you. He'll need it more than you do, even though you are pretty sick yourself. That and you want to delay the inevitable for as long as possible.

"But-"

"Just drink first." You said in a tone that left no room for argument.

Ra-on gulped as he picked up the bottle. He swished it back and forth, as if fascinated by the thick consistency. He licked his lips. He popped off the cork and began to chug.

"Not in front of me," you groaned out, massaging your throbbing temples, "Out. Drink that elsewhere."

Why? Just, why? Is this another one of his kinks? Being looked at while chugging cum? He can have all the kinks in the world, but he shouldn't do them in front of you! You didn't agree to see!

You know what? You've known Ra-on for too long. He wasn't thinking, again. Probably being overly cautious because you're sick and very testy. Thought that because you didn't tell him to get out the first time, that he isn't allowed out.

Augh, that man needs more friends. His social skills are right down the gutter. Not these devils though. They don't count.

Ugh, it's so gross to think about. You care for Minhyeok, you won't deny that but to have to drink his cum? To survive? That's hell. Disgusting. And it was still warm too and you don't know if that's worse of better than if it was cold.

Ra-on choked and popped his lips off the bottle. He coughed, wiped his mouth and gurgled out, "Sorry. I'll-I'll go. I'll be back with more, okay?"

Ugh! Why? Well, you know why but… ah!

"Hey."

Ra-on went stiff and hesitantly turned around, like you're about to scold him. Look at him, he even has his eyes to the ground.

"…" Alright, you have to ask, "Do I have to drink the entire bottle to get better?"

Ra-on blinked and relaxed his thin shoulders, "Ah, well… yeah. It's better to be safe than sorry. If you drink too little, you'll collapse sooner."

…oh boy.

"Minhyeok's balls are gonna be raisins by the time we get back," you collapsed your head into your knees.

Poor man. He does not deserve this fate. But what a trooper, truly.

Ra-on was silent, then gasped after a delay. "…oh no. To have to provide for the both of us… on his own… Um, hey."

"What?" you asked, flatly, head enduring pain that can only be described as being sliced by wires.

You heard shuffling of clothing. "…I think it should work… if I give you some of mine-"

"No. I'm drinking that. And it wouldn't work anyways." It has to be essence from a human that isn't in Hell at the moment. You don't know if it's some purity shit, like somehow being in Hell taints you but whatever. Point being, Ra-on is not an option, and you will not tolerate him being an option.

You're already having trouble keeping yourself from throttling him at every moment. If you had to drink his jizz, you'd straight up let yourself die. You know he would find satisfaction in that. It would pop up later in his masturbation fantasies, you just know it.

…he's always been like that, always sexually charged no matter the time and place. You have no problem with that. His libido will act how it wants. The problem is…

The problem is how Ra-on deals with it. He indulges in it and yet refuses to seek anyone out to relieve it. Refuses to say anything about what he's into and what he wants, and yet jacks it no matter where or who is in the room.

…he didn't even have the decency to stop stroking his dick when you came into the room to borrow Minhyeok's computer. He even finished the minute he saw your face, like he wanted to be caught.

That face... You'll never forget that face of fear and bliss.

You kicked that damn chair out Minhyeok's room the minute Ra-on ran off.

…point being, you don't want anything to do with Ra-on's kinks or semen.

"Well, what if we tried?" Ra-on insisted, pale eyes rounding out in that infuriating puppy-dog like fashion, like that'll work on you the same way it works on Minhyeok.

Gross. Vile. Disgusting.

Your head pulsed and you growled, "No. Get out."

Ra-on clenched his jaw and practically skittered out the door. Good. If he lingered any longer, you would've thrown your shoes at him.

You fell back on the bed. Sleep. You need sleep so you can stop being so angry and snippy. And finally quiet down all the memories you don't want to remember. All so you can be a better person.

#whb #what in hell is bad #what in “hell” is bad #drabble #hell-drabbles #hell-drabbles exclusive #ra-on #reader insert #embittered companion au

[jungwnies]

⩨ prompt ゛txt reaction to whiny partner during sex at the dorms ⩨ warnings ゛degrading , cursing , SMUT!SMUT!SMUT! ⩨ pairing ゛afab!reader + txt members

⩨ requested ? ゛yes! tysm anon ilysm ♡ ⩨ author's note ゛i'm gonna go feral after writing this istg... sorry this took awhile, i was busy w/ finals! i'm done now though 😩 (i hope MOAs were able to get tickets! 파이팅!)

⩨ remember to like, comment, reblog, & follow if you enjoy!

𖦞 ⨾ yeonjun

"god y/n, why are you being so fucking loud?" yeonjun's hand wraps around your throat as he railed into you

everything was a haze, the backshot's this boy gave were top tier

yeonjun flips you over, now on your back and places his hands on both sides of you

hovering over you he looks at you, how can such a sweet boy look so hot at the same time?

"be a good girl and keep your mouth shut, okay?" yeonjun whispers into your ear, placing a kiss on your neck right after

your hands grab onto his shoulders, seconds later you feel his cock slipping into you

you let out a moan, trying to suppress it it turns into a whine

yeonjun looks at you with a certain look, one last little warning

"now you're whining?" yeonjun begins to ram his dick into you faster, quicker higher pitched moans leaving your throat

yeonjun's hand wraps around your mouth,

"it's like you want everyone in the dorm to hear us baby, do i really make you feel that good?" yeonjun says lowly, almost seductively as if he isn't actively fucking you

you feel your high coming, "yeonjun-ah, i-" you whine barely making out words

yeonjun cuts you off, "you've been such a bad girl, making so much noise, not yet."

your finger nails dig into yeonjun's back, yeonjun lets out soft groans as he can feel his high coming, "jun, please i can't"

"just a little more baby," yeonjun's finger moves a hair out of your face, "you're so fucking hot when you take in my cock like this"

he leaves a kiss on your neck as he continues to fuck you, whiny moans continuing to leave your mouth

trying your best to be quiet, yeonjun removes his hand from your throat, "why don't we let everyone hear how pretty you sound when i make you feel good, hmm?"

yeonjun begins to slam into you harder, not faster, but harder

"y/n, i'm abou-"

yeonjun and you let out load moans, the sounds of the two climaxes mixing together becoming one

yeonjun collapses besides you and lays flat on his back, sweat dripping down his face, "next time don't be so whiny, or i'm gonna have to teach you a lesson, okay?" yeonjun's hand interlocks with your hand

"teach me a lesson now."

𖦞 ⨾ soobin

"you're so needy for me today, y/n." soobin says as you pushed yourself towards him

"you're such a slut for my cock, hm princess?" soobin says undoing the buttons on his shirt

you sit on soobin's lap and wrap your arms around his neck, "please, soobin, i need you." you whine softly into his ear.

soobin pulls off his shirt, and undoes the button his pants, you move his hands away and pull his cock out of his boxers

"don't make it seem like i'm the only needy one when you're already hard." you tell him wrapping your hand around his cock

soobin leans his head back, "just get on top of me already."

soobin's moves your hips and places you right above his tip, slowly he pushes you down.

his eyes close and you let out a soft gasp, soobin letting out a soft groan

you move your hips as you wrap your arms around him, you let out soft moans

soobin bucks into you by accident, you let out a load moan

soobin's hand reaches for your neck, "quiet y/n, be a good girl for me."

the thought of the member's hearing you run through soobin's mind driving him crazy, seconds later he was now on top of you

he looks at you with sweet eyes because thrusting his cock into you (full throttle btw istg he's so rough sometimes idcidc)

you whine as you try to suppress your loud moans, "so whiny, princess."

soobin grunts into your ear, "you take me so well."

you let out a louder whine, soobin stopping.

"soobin please, keep going." you beg as your arms wrapped around him

"i said quiet." soobin places his lips onto yours and begins to fuck you again

your moans flowing in his mouth, keeping you quiet.

whimpers still leaving you as he pulses into you harder

soobin going a little faster as he can feel your body preparing for a climax, "wait for me."

seconds later you feel soobin's seed covering your walls, as you let out your climax.

you throw your head back, seeing stars, your back arching as a loud whiney moan leaves your mouth.

soobin's arm strength gives out and he falls on top of you, "didn't i tell you to be quiet?"

"round two?" you whisper as you draw circles on his warm back

𖦞 ⨾ beomgyu

"right here, right now." beomgyu says pushing you onto a bed on the dorms.

"aren't the boys here though?"

beomgyu gets on top of you, pulling his hard cock out of his underwear,

"keep it down then princess." he places a pillow soft kiss on your lips

his fingers grazing the seam of your underwear, his fingers reach towards your folds, two fingers delicately feeling you.

"you're so wet for me already," beomgyu whispers into your ear as he continued to leave love bites all over your neck

you feel his slender finger push into your wet cunt, you let out a whine trying to keep quiet

"quieter, my love." he adds another finger as he pumps them in and out of you

moments later you can feel your high coming, beomgyu stopping.

"gyu, plea-"

quickly adjusting himself beomgyu inserts his hard cock into your soaking wet pussy

you let out a loud moan, beomgyu quickly putting his hand over your mouth, "baby, be a good girl and stay quiet, okay?"

trying to contain yourself you let out soft whimpers as beomgyu thrusted in and out of you

beomgyu quickened his pace and you let out a louder moan

beomgyu's hand moves from your mouth to your neck, "maybe i should put my dick in your mouth to shut you up, princess."

beomgyu continues to thrust into you, knowing his members could hear him riled him up.

faster and quicker

beomgyu knew your body, he knew when you were about to cum

he slowed down and started to ram into you harder, "i'm so close baby."

you feel your muscles tense up, your back arching as your high washed over you

you bite into his shoulder to suppress your moans, tears coming out of your eyes.

you feel beomgyu's seed coat your walls, cum coming out of you.

beomgyu falls besides you and puts his arms up, "i love you."

𖦞 ⨾ taehyun

you let out a loud whine as taehyun thrusted into you, "it's like you want everyone to hear"

taehyun continued to thrust into you as you let out whines and moans that sounded like music to his ears

"if you continue being so loud they might hear you baby." taehyun whispers in your ear.

you lower your tone trying to suppress your moans

small whines croaking out of your throat as taehyun's cock pounded your went pussy

you feel your high coming and you put your hands on tyun's shoulders for support

your nails did into his back, "not yet baby."

you look at him upset as he continued to rail into you

"you've been so loud i have to punish you for it, so not yet."

taehyun continues to fuck you, pushing you over the edge

you try your best to hold it in, a moan about to escape your mouth.

taehyun's hand covers your mouth, he goes faster and nods his head as a way to tell you that you can release

your nails dig into his bag again and your back begins to arch

you feel your high wash over you a moan leaving your mouth but covered by his hand. taehyun pulls out and releases his cum on your stomach, "fuck y/n."

𖦞 ⨾ huening kai

let's be real, hyuka is very whiny person so it's a struggle for both of you to be quiet

huening kai hovered over you on the bed, in the dorms.

"maybe we shouldn't do this." you tell him as he proceeded to rip his shirt off

"just be quiet," hyuka leans down, his hands one both sides of you

he plants a soft kiss on your lips, trailing down to your neck, your chest, then your stomach

his head reaching your cunt, he goes back to your face, his fingers trailing against the seam on your panties

"i can't help myself," hyuka's fingers rich into your underwear as his slim fingers graze over your wet glistening folds

you let out a soft moan, "as long as we're both quiet there won't be a problem right?" you whisper as your hand reaches for his hard cock

"i need you in me, right now." you tell him as you storke his cock up and down

he positions himself into a position where the two of you are comfortable, you feel his big hard cock fill the emptiness in your pussy

your back arches at the first thrust

you relax your body as hyuka begins to thrust in and out of you, you let out soft quiet moans

hyuka on the other hand, tried to contain himself

whines coming out of him, "you feel too good y/n, i don't think i can stay quiet." he whispers as whines and groans continued to leave his mouth

you wrap your arms around this neck as he pounded into you, "then kiss me."

hyuka leans his head down, your lips connecting.

the moans from each other mixing through a kiss

hyuka increased his pace as he felt his climax coming, you feel a knot in your stomach as you also felt your climax coming, "harder baby." you moan into his mouth

hyuka let's out a suppressed whine as he pulled out cumming on your stomach, you closed your eyes tightly, arching your back as you moaned his name into his mouth

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[missamyrisa2]

Read about your tendency to milk and tickle… I’d love to know the extent of your machines and tools used to torture and extract those giggles and juices… I’m sure you have a few different types depending on the person. Is this all true? Seems pretty sadistic and where do I sign up?

Sooo ~ when working by hand, the important thing is finding the milking spot. I don't mean the royal part, we'll get to bullying that cute rod in a moment. I mean the spot on your body that is in equal measures: ticklish, erogenous, and makes you squirm so sweetly. For a lot of cutie pies who need to be taunted and tickled and drained, that would be the sides, like equal distance between the hip and the last rib. It might be the hip itself, or it could be the armpits. It also needs to be a grabbable spot. The navel might be bigly ticklish and erogenous, but it's hard to snare a guy by the bellybutton ~ at least by hand ~ soo let's say it's your side. I'll clamp your side and start rubbing with my thumb earnestly in little circles. You'll take the tickles because they're sooo good on that hot spot. You'll start wiggling and squirming because it tickles so good ~ which means those undies are gonna start straining and my other hand is just itching to get to work. Ooooh don't get sooo naughty ~ you're gonna get punished, oooppe look at that swelling volunteer ~ now I'm gonna bully that royal prince part soooo much. The key to a good tickle handjob milk is to keep the rhythm steady. My thumb rubs away, never leaving that hot spot because there's no shortage of giggles, and every squirming buck is pressing right to my hand which is not going to relent in pumping and jerking that adorable boy part ~ Not that you can resist anyway ~ and of course the speed overall will vary, I'll slow you down, but my tickles will follow and lead ~ the jerking almost stops and then the tickles pick up to restart more exhausted gaspy giggles which is going to cue up the milking because you're sooo cutely sensitive you just can't help making such sounds and taking your milking like a perfect giggle boy~

When it comes to tools, there's a lot of options ~ I like to do the tickle swap ~ that's where I take something like a blush brush ~ makeup brushes are sooo fun for milking tickles because they're all girly and pretty and it's like having another girl there to taunt the guy ~ so with the tool, I'll go right for the royal rod and start tickling under the tip to wake it up, and I'll give you all my sass, cooing and imitating your sounds and admonishing you for resisting these lovely sensations. I know you'll fight it, every guy thinks it doesn't tickle, that stupid brush won't get them or that feather can't possibly make them stiff ~ and that makes it ever so much satisfying when your regal part is coaxed into swelling up for me ~ like it has betrayed your sensitivities, and is now under my spell. And you know what we do with a cute bothered penis volunteering for attention? We milk and tickle it to bits, that's riiight ~ Tease mama is gonna punish so hard for you getting all hard ~ jerking frantically at the base and working upward until your good and moany ~ and then I'll hold it with a squeeze and start dusting that tip merrily with my brush ~ awwwe, let's get you alll pink and sweet on your throbbing lil head ~ oooh so close huh? Nooope nuh-uh tickle tickle tickle ~ and now we're back to the base ~ pumpy pumpy pumpy ~ you can't not gigglemoan for your tickle mama mmmh mmmh ~ and we'll keep going, perhaps swap for a detail brush to paint your veins and bring out a fan brush to play over the length when you're teetering at the edges~

Which brings us to the machiney milkings ~ sooo you know I looove the magic wand for this. I love to take the big buzzy bulb and hold it right under the head as I throttle that rod silly ~ This is the tool I love to use with a guy who absolutely needs to be drained of every last giggledrop, which makes it a nice second act for any of the above milkings. But if I'm just doing the magic wand milk, I'll be an absolute wicked tickle bully ~ tackling you with tickles and taunting with wriggly fingers and the most sassy babyish coochie coos ~ I will tickle you until you are a weak mess, attacking your muscles and your tummy and your neck, humiliating you by stripping away your clothes, claiming them as prizes to be discarded over my shoulder until you're a quivering naked pile ~ and then I'll pull out the wand and smirk, firing it up and prying your legs open. You want to fight it but you're so tickled and worn down ~ and oooh it feels so good huh? This wand on your tickled body, just a little massage ~ keep you nice and vibrated and now we're going to drain every bit of that naughtiness from you. Working the vibration speed up and down to keep you guessing, keep you in suspense. Maybe you'll gigglecum this time? Maybe not. Mama needs to milk it all out now and you produce the most when she keeps you in suspense after all~

And then of course~~~ there's all the fun fantasy tickle milking machines I could talk about ~

Alsoooo~ doo any naughty girls want to hear about the sort of tickle milking machines I can use on their royal girly parts?~<3

#miss amy's tickle teases

[softquietsteadylove]

This Year

"Gil?"

"Oh," he looked up from sweeping the floor of the shop, still wearing his suit and everything. He sniffled and swiped at his nose, "h-hey."

Thena came into the shop, letting the door drift closed behind her. She also still had on the dress she had worn to the school formal, with her white coat unbuttoned over it. "We turned around and you were gone. What happened?"

"Uh," he tried to turn around, pretending to sweep more thoroughly. He hunched around the stick of the handle, "well...remember how I was gonna ask that girl?"

"I recall."

Thena didn't really like her, but when he had asked her if he should ask, she had given him her support anyway. Thena was a good friend, like that. All their friends were.

"Well," Gil sighed, finally setting down the broom and toying with the tie that was loosened but still hanging around his neck. He must have looked so stupid, "she never showed."

"She stood you up?"

"Wait!" he rushed out, knowing that if Thena got out the shop door, she was going to run to that girl's house and throttle her with her bare hands. "I-I mean, I dunno, maybe she had something come up. Maybe...maybe she had something more important to do."

Thena walked closer to him by the front counter. She crossed her arms at him, "nothing should be more important, if she's the right person."

Gil sighed again, not done with his pity party. He still had the stupid flower he was going to give her, too. "Guess she wasn't."

Thena softened, losing the hard edges to her severe expression. Everyone always said Thena was so scary looking, and maybe he could see it if she was pissed off. But he never thought of Thena like that; she was actually really sweet and considerate.

"Then she's not worth your tears."

He sniffled again, but Thena reached up and brushed some off his cheek for him. It wasn't like he had any reason to act like a tough guy around Thena, anyway. After spending all their lives together, it wasn't like she didn't know he cried at sappy movies and videos of puppies walking for the first time.

"And if I ever see her-"

"Hey," he chuckled, grasping her hands in his before she could start naming the litany of things she would do to his failed date. "Look, it doesn't matter, okay?"

She still had a face that made it seem like it very much did.

"I mean," he shrugged, "just 'cause she talks to me in math doesn't mean she wanted to go out with me. Guess I could have thought of that before asking her, but whatever."

"Gil," Thena started and then paused. She liked to choose her words carefully. She looked at him, tilting her head because after hitting middle school he was finally taller than her. "You don't need her."

He chuckled, "thanks."

"I'm not just saying that as your friend," Thena continued. It was more words than he was used to, from her. "You are kind, and sweet, and as far as I'm concerned you are the only boy I have ever known to have any sense."

He snorted, "c'mon, what about Kingo?--or Druig? Or your own brother?"

"Certainly not," she rolled her eyes before paving over his interruption. "You are the best person I know and...and I would hate to think that you wouldn't believe me."

He did feel like the best, when she put it that way. He sighed, just staring at her under the hum of the fluorescent lights of the shop. He always thought they were kinda depressing, like in apocalypse movies, giving a weird tint to people's skin at night.

But Thena always looked so beautiful.

Thena raised on her toes, in the low heels she was wearing to match her dress. For having said that she was only going because their mother said that she had to if Ikaris went - which was a very Ajak thing to say - she certainly hadn't been lazy about her outfit.

Gil closed his eyes, smelling her perfume as she pressed her lips to his. He forgot about the broom, his arms looping around her back as she slid hers around his neck. He had never kissed a girl. He had - secretly - been hoping that tonight would be his opportunity.

This was far, far better than he could have expected.

Thena pulled away, her eyes darting around, looking at him and wondering what he was thinking. She must've let Sersi and Makkari do her makeup because her eyelashes looked darker and longer than usual. "Gil?"

He blinked, still just staring at her. He felt like he was king of the world, though! Man, kissing was way better than everyone made it seem. He had thought surely it had been overhyped, but no, definitely not.

"Gil!"

The rest of their friends also piled into the shop, also looking haphazard with ruffled hair and half buttoned coats. Sersi came charging in first, her hair bouncing around her. Ikaris slid in right behind her, looking the most frustrated. Makkari and Druig followed in after.

"Are you okay?" Sersi asked, "last I checked you were waiting for your date. Next time I go for some punch no one has seen you and Thena's gone too."

"Uh," Gil blinked, as if time had paused and now he was no longer holding - and kissing - Thena, but now Sersi was talking to him and Thena had slid three feet away. "Y-Yeah."

"Yeah?" Ikaris repeated, obviously not the one most enthused to have left the party. He looked over at his sister, though. Despite the rule that if Ikaris went, she had to go, Ikaris was still her brother (annoying and somewhat overprotective). "What?"

"What?" she asked back, even more defensively.

"What's wrong?" he asked more directly, walking closer to her as if he could smell someone expressing interest in her.

"Gil, are you okay?" Sersi asked him much more sweetly (what she saw in Ikaris, none of them would ever know).

"I'm okay," he smiled, nodding at her. The sting that had him dragging his feet all the way home and in here had faded. It almost felt totally healed, actually. "I, uh, got stood up."

"What?!"

That bitch. Makkari shook her head, although Druig was clearly in agreement with her, even if he was too much of an old soul to ever call a girl a bitch.

"Look, it's okay guys, really," Gil again tried to dissuade his much more bloodthirsty friends (Thena, Druig and Kari). "I think it might have been a misunderstanding, actually."

"You're making excuses for her," Thena pursed her lips. Although, given what just happened, maybe her distaste of his date wasn't just disapproval. He raised his eyebrows at her and she rushed to look away from him.

"I drive you all and no one can close a single car door?" Kingo huffed at them as he finally joined their little pity-party. He looked at Gil over everyone else's heads, "you good, big guy?"

Gil snuck another look at Thena, who blushed faintly. He chuckled, "yeah, I'm a lot better, now."

"Good," Kingo let it suffice. He had his moments of deep emotional understanding, always peppered in between his usual need for attention. "So, what's the plan?"

Everyone looked at everyone else, standing around in Gil's uncle's shop attached to their home.

"Uh, hey!" Gil smiled, finally tugging his tie off completely. "Gramps only ran out to get some pizza and stuff. I was just gonna lock this place up anyway. You guys can come in and...hang out, if you want."

"Party at Gil's!"

He smiled, relieved that he hadn't spoiled the night for anyone. Makkari and Druig happily linked hands and went to the fridges to pick out drinks for everyone. And he knew they would have no problem ditching the formal dance, dates or not.

Ikaris gave his sister another glare, but they were equally stubborn, so there was no way he was going to get any answers from her here and now. He let Sersi drag him away by the arm to pick out sweets.

Sersi did lean back to whisper to Thena, "I assume you went through with it."

Thena swatted her away, as well as Kingo, who gave her a look that seemed between Sersi and Ikaris' levels of knowledge. She ducked her head.

Gil swayed in her direction as their friends helped themselves to the family shop. He felt pretty confident for a guy who had been stood up on his first official date a mere hour earlier.

"You didn't have to invite us to stay," she advised him, also swaying in her hesitation to choose a direction.

He shrugged, pulling just one hand out of his suit pants pocket. "Hey, we should have some fun tonight, right?"

Maybe surprised by his optimism, she smiled. "I suppose you're right."

"Uh," he started and looked around, losing some of that confidence again. Thena just looked so pretty, it was hard to think straight. "I-I guess this is kinda lame, but..."

She stared as he pulled out the flower he had gotten from behind the front counter. "You got her a rose?"

"Well, I wanted to get something," he shrugged, snapping off the long stem like it was nothing. He chuckled, "i actually picked the white one because...it reminded me of you."

Thena let him slip the budding rose into the bun binding her hair together. She stared up at him.

"Sorry," he blushed, slipping his hands into his pockets again. "I'll pick you something more special, next time."

She smiled, visibly resisting the urge to touch it now that it was settled in her hair. She looked towards their friends, already heading towards the back door that would lead through his garage and to the house. She tugged at his sleeve faintly, "it'll be perfect."

#Thenamesh AU #poor little Gil! #but listen he's such a sweetie #he's young and impulsive! #this girl talks to him everyday in class and he goes hey you wanna go to the winter formal together? #she kinda goes............sure #he tells Thena and she's like great I am so very happy for you #Sersi and Makkari are literally dying inside #so the night comes #Ikaris is going with Sersi and Ajak tells Thena she has to go too #what's the point of having twins if she can't tie them together when she needs a night to her herself? #and she also ships Thena and Gil but whatever #Thena sees Gil waiting outside for his date but goes in with their friends #but she's watching him #the whole time #she comes out of the bathroom and boom he's gone #she goes all the way to his house #sweet baby Gil bursting into the shop crying about his stood up date #Karun is like you wait here I'll get pizza I'll get snacks I'll let you have your first sip of beer young man! #he comes back and everyone is already having a great time #he - and everyone - notice the flower in Thena's hair #and he goes my work here is done

[lutawolf]

Love In the Air Ep 6 Review & Running Commentary

I'm fucking loving this series and it's beautiful mess of kink. I find it absolutely hilarious that people thought Unforgettable Night with it's complete kink inaccuracy, somehow represents better than LITA. Um, no. For those new to me, I review for my fellow kinksters and the vanillas that want to be informed. I do have previous reviews that can be found here. 

Alright, everyone have their freak flag ready to wave! Let's get started!

We are staring where we left off, at the illegal street race. Anyone notice that they changed wife to darling?? OMG, he ducked behind Payu. How fucking cute. We get introduced to P' Chai who clearly scares Rain. Always good to have a healthy respect for the scary people. So there are some brains there.

P' Chai asking if he is that scary and the brothers laughing. Yeah, they some bad asses. Also tells you how valuable the brothers are. Then he leaves and Rain finally understand why Payu had been scared. Now that Rain has a healthy respect, Payu can reassure him.

The Near Raging Storm

Oh here come those fucking jokers from before. Tweetle Dee and Tweetle Dumb. What fucking tools. You gonna regret fucking around with Saifah. He just looks cuddle, he isn't really. Ahhh! here comes Prapai to get access to his soon to be man. But he gets interrupted. You see his face, he is like Bitch, lol. Then he realizes what Saifah wants and he is down for the game. Yay! Teach the tool Prapai! I mean, he won't learn shit cause he is Tweetle Dumb of the equation but it'll be fun to watch.

"I'm proud of myself for being such a good guy." Told you Saifah wasn't someone to fuck around with. "I'm taking the time to teach the asshole a lesson." 🤣🤣🤣 OH no you didn't. You don't fuck with Payu. Fuck around and find out. You lucky Prapai saved you dumb dumb. Now he really gonna leave you in his dirt. Stop boy! Cocky is only sexy on a Dom, you don't have that swagger. FYI, it's always better to let the bike warm up and do a natural speed and then throttle which is what you are seeing from Prapai. Not that I have ridden in almost 18 years. So bikes have probably changed a bit since then. Fuck I'm getting old.

Well guess who won. No surprise there. See, Prapai's confidence is sexy. Here you go, touching Payu again. Somebody beat his ass. "Because your incompetent." 🤣🤣🤣 Yes!! I love Payu's cocky but see he can back it up. Oh P'Chai, I'm gonna need your story next. I like you, I do. Haha, you so stupid, calling P'Chai a lackey. P'Chai is gonna be nice and give you a chance. Sadly.

Oh fuck, that hand on Payu's face is doing all kinds of things to me. It's love people, it's love! See this dude has his shit together. A mechanic is something to be proud of. I mean I couldn't do it, I just want to put my key in and foot down. But the people who can do all that, respect.

Look at this cutie trying to cheer up his man. You suck at it but that takes practice. Your trying and that's what matters. Ahh. "Has this darling ever been scared of his husband." "Yes, Because your so strict." "Because your disobedient." "I'm not. If I was disobedient would I let you hug and kiss me." "I haven't kissed you yet." "You do things slowly sometimes." Then they kiss. Some of this sounds like they are addressing guidelines and then some of this seems like bad translation. I'll have to go back and pay more attention.

Working on the weekends. Aww, Rain is waiting for him at the garage and look at Payu smile. True Love. I will not be taking any arguments. This is True Love with capitals. And there goes Payu to get back to his man.

Look at him simping over his man. So cute. So far no D/s elements just two love birds. Living life, being disgustingly in love. I spoke too soon. Payu brings Rain a reward but the reward is not good enough. Rain wants a better reward. Ahh negotiations. "it's your duty." "Since when has it been my duty." "It's your duty because your the owner's boyfriend." "Oh, I thought you were going to kiss me on the lips." I want a real reward! lol. Welcome to a brat being a brat, we love them. Saifah! You are the ban of my existence! I love you and I hate you.

Okay so Payu has been challenged by the tool. Rain is chilling when Payu comes to tell him that he is staying over. Rain goes to argue and that was a Dom "No." Rain still continues but softens his voice. "But I haven't said anything." "Your going to ask me to not race aren't you?" Good job, talk it out. I don't want to hear shit about a Dom listening to their sub. A brat sub is absolutely allowed to voice their opinion. Now we can override them and often will on principle, if we don't know they really mean it. Which Rain is letting him know, that this is a serious topic for him. Look at Payu listening. He's going to override but he is making sure Rain feels heard. Good Dom. Now reassurance and comfort. Fuck I'm loving this couple. We are seeing a softer Dom from Payu but this is pretty normal once a D/s relationship is agreed on. Why? Because in the begging your letting the submissive know what you expect. They need to understand what they are getting into, they need to be tested. So they can get out before anyone gets attached. It's a rewarding relationship but not an easy one.

Not Prapai here for the sole purpose of talking to Rain and getting Sky's info. 🤣🤣🤣 Love it! Omg, not brother and best friend staring at them with fondness and also admitting to each other that they've seen Payu lose. This series gonna kill me.

Look a man in uniform is just hot. All kinds of uniforms. It's the taking it off that's truly special though. And Payu can defiantly see that Rain wants it. Hurry and get this race done Payu so we can all see him rip it off. Oh command "put them on me." brat gonna tease "One minute you want to take it off, the next you want to put it on. So hard to please." "Am I really hard to please?" yup, nope, didn't think so. Look at the cute couple with the cute smiles. Oh fuck off, we're having a moment here. You is a dog, you is.

All pictures stolen from @akitbeast by the way.

Your honor, I love these two dorks. Okay Payu, I'm gonna need you to stop giving him such a lead. I don't like tight races against dumbasses. Stomp him into next year. Thank you! Show him the fuck around and find out.

Gif stolen from @ichigokeks This has got to be my favorite moment. Look how uncaring Rain is, he's just hoping into his man's arms. And that smile from Payu! Ahhhhh!

They going to fuck! Payu wants his reward! Nobody care about you. ✌🏽 Ummm. I think I'm bout to have lied about my favorite part.

Cause this for sure is promising. Woot! Oh Oh, yes, push him up against a wall. We approve. Ohhhh yeah, I lied, I lied! This is my favorite part of this episode. The other part was cute but this is hot. Dirty talk, dirty talk. Fuck me, they really are hitting all my kinks. Thank you to the kinster that helped with this series. May you have all the blessings. Cause you sure as hell blessing me.

Shitttttttttttt, Payu I'm gonna need you to wear that racing outfit more. Yes, yes, all those outfits would be good too. "I don't have that kind of kink! Um but yes." 🤣🤣🤣 Don't worry Rain, this is a kinkster safe space.

Cause he wants to know more about him. Well duh but also awww. Yeah, I think we've clearly establish that you guys like each other. Aww. Saying I Love You without officially saying it. I tell my husband that I like him sooo. 🤣🤣🤣

"This is what I call seducing with a costume." #dead. And there is the Sadist. Only gonna get so much soft Dom with that added kink of Sadist. And there is the brat "That is what I call rude." He got your number now Payu, he knows your a Sadist. That ass smack says his seduction worked some. Nope it's not over. That douche canoe is gonna continue to cause problems.

Aww, yes, hurry back home to the baby. More like married couple. They gonna make me mushy. If I didn't know some shady shit was about to come thanks to that douche canoe. Okay, did you notice the command in the form of a request? Not all commands are hard, especially once a couple is more established. Because we can say it nicer as we know it will be done. Generally speaking, you get a good idea on what your brat is gonna push back on.

Fuck they are cute. And yup, douche canoe strikes. To Be Continued.

I didn't think I would be getting this done so early. To be fair, I'm not vehicle shopping like I should be but I'm a little depressed about it. So decided to cheer myself up with the series. Then it went by quick. Maybe cause there wasn't as much kink for me to comment on? So you just got a crap ton of commentary. Sorry! As always, thank you so much for taking the time to read these. Love you guys! 💜💜💜

Dedicated to @l0rd0fther1ng5g5 and the Coconuts Mafia for their ongoing support.

#love in the air the series #love in the air series #love in the air kink #love in the air #luta opinions #luta talks kink #coconuts mafia

[andysorbit]

CHURCH BOY DOIE IN THAT BLACK FUCKING TURTLENECK THROTTLING YOU IN THE CHURCH BASEMENT WITH ONE HAND OVER YOUR MOUTH AND THE OTHER HAND AROUND YOUR THROAT SELECTIVELY CUTTING OFF YOUR BREATHING WHILE FORCING YOU TO STAY QUIET

"I'm gonna prove to you right now that you don't need me to stuff my cock down your throat to keep you quiet"

#neoculturecollectives #nct smut #doyoung smut #nct hard thoughts #nct hard hours #doyoung hard hours #ambw nct #ambw smut #nct ambw #ambw kpop #nct x black!reader

[whumpflash]

Scene from a rp with @turn-the-tables-on-them , featuring my boi Wes from The Riot Kings. For context, it's set in a futuristic high fantasy au and this is basically just me being self-indulgent lol.

cw: beatings, language, noncon drugging

It was obvious Wes wasn't gonna get much sleep during his stay here.

Winter was in full throttle, and the stone cell he'd been thrown into didn't offer much protection from the chill. All he could do was curl in on himself, shivering and cursing his situation.

He'd stolen from royalty, killed guards, ambushed rich assholes, and gotten away scott-free, but somehow couldn't walk away from a single act of petty theft.

Wasn't his fault lord whats-his-face couldn't hold on to his wallet. Wasn't his fault the guy's kid was sharper than he looked and prone to snitching. And it certainly wasn't his fault that such a small offense could get you locked away to freeze to death.

Wes clenched his jaw to try and keep his teeth from chattering. He guessed he was still sorta lucky though. At least no one here seemed to recognize him as one of the rebels terrorizing the upper class.

Hopefully it stays that way, he thought as he finally sank into sleep.

When he woke, it was late in the day. He was aware of being hungry, of a dryness in his throat, but he couldn't do shit about it except hope someone came by soon. Night fell, and he tried to sleep. Not like there was anything else to do, and he had to conserve energy if they weren't going to fucking feed him.

It was well past morning the next day when he heard someone outside his cell. Fucking finally, he thought, but when the door swung open it wasn't food on the other side. It was a pair of armed guards. He cursed under his breath as they seized him by the arms, cuffed his hands behind his back, and began to march him down the stairs.

He decided not to struggle, despite really really wanting to. If he were about to be released, he wasn't gonna make trouble, and even if he weren't, the last thing he wanted was to be thrown down the fucking stairs.

They brought him to what he assumed was their main base, leading him down a corridor and into a small room. Inside was a single metal table and chair.

Fuck.

The guards pushed him into the seat, securing his ankles with a pair of handcuffs that had been bolted to the floor. As they left, an older man in an officer uniform stepped inside.

Fuck.

A cold sweat broke out on the back of his neck as the man moved to stand across from him. His name tape identified him as 'Nault'.

"I'm sure you already know why you're in here, boy," he said. "It'd be in your best interests to make this easy for me. We'll start with something simple." He leaned in. "What's your name?"

Wes didn't answer, keeping his eyes glued on the table in front of him. It was probably just a ploy to get him to crack, and he wasn't falling for it.

Beside him, Nault shrugged. "Suit yourself. But you're only making this harder on yourself, Wes."

The surprise must've shown on his face, and the other man chuckled. "Like I said, that was something simple. We already know who you are. Got profiles on dozens of you rebel delinquents." Nault moved to stand behind him. "Never would've known you boys were on this side of the realm if you hadn't been arrested. How's that feel?"

Shitty. Absolutely shitty. Not only did they know who he was, they knew the rebels were on the move, and it was his fault.

Whatever. They would've found out sooner or later. All he could do now was not let anything else slip.

He swallowed nervously. No matter how hard that might be.

"Still not talking? Alright, but at least answer this: what's your band doing this far North?"

Silence was a good strategy, right? If he didn't talk, they couldn't learn anything from--

The blow caught him off guard, Nault's hand seizing him by the hair and slamming his face into the table. Pain exploded in his skull, making his eyes water.

"Fuck!"

"Not the answer I hoped for, but I suppose it's something. Now about the rebel movements--"

"None of your fucking business," Wes snapped, the pain overshadowing his reason.

"That so?" Nault replied, voice level. "Maybe you're right, but we'd like to make it our business. Can't have rebels terrorizing the kingdom, after all. So I'll ask nicely one more time. What are you doing in the North?"

That was nicely? Wes spat a glob of blood onto the table. "Eat shit."

Nault sighed. "Fine. I see you've made your choice."

He left the room, and before long, the pair of guards who'd brought him here reappeared.

For all of a second, Wes was able to entertain the idea that he was done here, and they were taking him back to the cell. That happy thought died as soon as they drew their batons and closed the distance on him.

Blows rained down hard and fast. He couldn't move away, couldn't even raise his hands to try and shield his face. Best he could manage was to tuck his chin into his chest and hope they got this over with.

It wasn't long before he was thrown from the chair, hitting the ground hard enough that it knocked the wind out of him, the first boot to the gut compounding the feeling. Wes choked on the air, unable to even find the breath to cuss them out as the blows kept coming, boots colliding with his stomach, his ribs, his back. One kick caught him in the jaw, dazing him, but they didn't stop. His will to stay awake was rapidly failing, and after a few more well-placed kicks, he blacked out.

He came to back in the tower, hurting like hell. His head was pounding, and every little shift of movement sent a wave of pain through his body.

When the guards returned, he couldn't even find the energy to try and get away, but this time all they did was throw him a water bottle. It wasn't until he'd chugged the entire thing that he noticed the bitter aftertaste.

Fucking drugging him now? Didn't they have some kind of code?

Apparently not, he thought as the room started to spin around him, a weird haze clouding every thought. A few minutes later, the door opened again, and the guards dragged him back to the room.

And so the cycle continued. The guards brought drugged water, or shitty food, or escorted him to the next interrogation.

If you could even call them that. He had only a vague idea of what happened in the room, forgetting each question almost as soon as it was asked. The only thing he knew for sure was that they always hurt him.

Wes wasn't sure if he'd given anything up at this point. Whatever drug they had him on made it hard to think, but he couldn't just start refusing the water. He doubted they'd give him anything else, and he was still determined to survive, even if every day brought on some new hell.

He had no idea how long he'd been there. Everything blurred together, and it wasn't like he was scratching fucking tally marks into the wall of his cell. Maybe he should, just for a single bit of clarity. But in the rare moments he was left to rest, he couldn't find it in him to get up off the floor.

Everything hurt. He was almost certain he had a few broken ribs with how painful it was to breathe, and a few of his joints weren't feeling too hot either. To say nothing of the bruises, the burns, the cuts... Fuck. They liked getting creative, and he was so fucking excited to see what tomorrow would bring.

He'd probably die here. They didn't seem to care how much they hurt him. All they wanted were answers, and whether he gave them up or not, it was only a matter of time before his body gave out.

With that cheery thought in the forefront of his mind, Wes did the only thing he could:

Curl up against the chill and try to sleep.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

(in-play he got rescued right after this by @turn-the-tables-on-them 's OC Aliyah so no worries lol)

#its been fun so far #i missed roleplaying #its been a minute since i did anything besides dnd #whump #whumpflash #whump writing #riotkings #wesgoesbrr #beating tw #tw noncon drugging #environmental whump #defiant whumpee

[5sosfanfictioncatalogue]

Hurt/Comfort (2) Masterlist

part one

Days Like This (ao3) - LunaT2345 G, 2k

Summary: Ashton's having a bad day. Calum will always be there to help pull him out.

floating then drowning (ao3) - lovelymuke michael/luke T, 9k

Summary: As Luke stands over the bathroom sink and swallows one of the pills, he knows that this is it. There's no turning back after this. As long as he can make the bottles of pills he has stashed in the bottom of his suitcase last until the end of the promo run he’ll be fine. So he doesn’t worry. Instead, he just knocks back the second pill and walks out of the bathroom to his waiting boyfriend. He’s going to prove that he’s still worthy of being in the band, that he can hold himself together.

If he needs medication to do that, no one needs to know.

for real - @sup3rbloom (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) calum/ashton, brief calum/omc T, 4k

Summary: Michael keeps trying to set Calum up on blind dates, and one day Calum accidentally slips and says he has a boyfriend when he doesn't, so Ashton offers to be his fake boyfriend. It works, until Calum messes things up.

Have Faith In This Fragile World (ao3) - SilentlyFighting michael/calum, luke/ashton N/R, 19k

Summary: Michael Clifford is well known in his school, not for being popular, far from it, he is the nerd. The goody-two-shoes hasn't had the best past but his peers do not know this and a couple of the football team decide that he is their next target. A mysterious group of boys make an appearance, saving him multiple times, and when Michael runs out of money to buy food, they even find ways to get him food.

The boys do not scare him that much but they certainly catch his attention. Michael learns the names of two of the boys but the leader is set to keep his identity a secret. But, when Michael has another run in with the football team and they use him as bait, will the boys identity reveal itself?

I'll look after you (like I've never done before) (ao3) - anykindofgal N/R, 5k

Summary: No one had heard from Michael in a few days. No texting, no calling, no hanging out. They had their own lives and things to do, they understood that much. Only, they all stayed in touched with Michael through the power of memes. But it had been four days, to be exact, and Michael hadn't texted anyone in the group even one meme. Calum decided to text his friend, and if they hadn't heard anything back by the next morning, they were going to his place to check out what was going on.

So, the next day around noon, the three boys arrived at Michael's place.

((in which Michael gets sick and the boys need to care for him))

i'm better than him (just saying) - @sup3rbloom (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) michael/luke T, 3k

Summary: Luke's boyfriend is a total loser, and all of his friends keep telling him. Especially Michael, who's been in love with Luke for as long as he can remember. Michael's always there for Luke whenever his boyfriend treats him like garbage. But after a disastrous date, everything goes downhill, and Luke realizes that maybe Michael has been right this whole time.

Last Night - @daydadahlias​​​ (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) luke/ashton E, 3k

Summary: Luke’s voice is hot near his face when he says, “Gonna moisten my mouth,” and Ashton wants to absolutely throttle him for it.

But he wants to throttle himself even more when all he can find his mouth doing in response is nervously wetting his lips and stuttering his way through a fumbly, “Let me know if you need to... keep it... keep it m-moistened.”

perfectly fine... (not) (ao3) - lovelymuke michael/luke T, 7k

Summary: In which Luke is sick, stubborn and trying to deal with his problems on his own. Michael is unaware, exhausted and honestly kind of, just a little bit, sick of Luke’s shit.

secrets no longer kept - @sup3rbloom (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) ot4, luke/calum/ashton, michael/ashton T, 9k

Summary: Michael had only wanted to help when he decided to disguise himself as a beta. Their alpha was becoming stressed. Unfortunately for Michael, one slip up causes his mates to find out his secret. His mates react accordingly when they find out Michael's been an omega this whole time.

Sick Day (ao3) - TylerM ot4 G, 4k

Summary: The one where Ashton gets sick on the WWA tour and tries to keep it from his band, and fails miserably.

Subject Line - @daydadahlias​​​ (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) calum/ashton E, 20k

Summary: Maybe the sunrise doesn’t matter much after all. Calum can watch the sunrise any day. How many days will he get Ashton like this? Shirtless, sporting bedhead in a hotel room, with just the two of them for a few lazy hours alone?

Soon enough, they’ll be back on the tour bus and Calum won’t be allowed to hold Ashton’s hand anymore.

Talk Fast (ao3) - no_clue_who luke/ashton T, 2k

Summary: "What is it about then, huh? What is the fucking line 'won't last I'm ok with that' about?" Luke said, blinking back tears. He just wanted to hear Ashton say it, say that he didn't love Luke the way Luke loved him. "What does it mean?"

"It's only a matter of time." Ashton said. His voice was shaking.

"It's only a matter of time till what Ashton?"

or how not to write a song about your relationship

Should've kept you close to me (ao3) - kittenmichael luke/ashton N/R, 6k

Summary: The one where Ashton needs to pick up his drunk band mates at a party, and how on earth did he just manage to lose their youngest member?

Unexpected Places (ao3) - The_Lady michael/luke T, 2k

Summary: The last thing Michael expects to find when heading home from his morning shift at the bakery is a slumped over Luke Hemmings sporting a black eye and split lip. Yet, there Michael’s school-hood rival is, clear as day, sitting on the concrete and leaning against the alley wall. Well, there goes pizza and DnD.

you got me trippin', stumblin' (ao3) - prettyluke (parting_ways) luke/ashton, michael/calum G, 4k

Summary: Luke breaks his ankle and won't tell.

Your Insecurities Make You Who You Are (ao3) - orphan_account michael/calum N/R, 3k

Summary:

"Cal?" Michael sighed out, voice sounding tired. "Yeah?" Calum asked, pressing his palms flat to the door. "Do...do you think I'm fat?" And if Calum was worried before, he was on the edge of full-on panic now. "What? No, baby, not at all." He said, hands pressing harder against the door than before. "Luke said I was." Michael mumbled softly.

Or the one where Michael is insecure, and Calum wants to show him how much he loves his faults.

#5sosfanfictioncatalogue #5sos fanfic #5sos #5 seconds of summer #hurtcomfort #hurtcomfort masterlist #masterlists

[sherwoodknights]

SP 1999 EPISODE 5 LIVEBLOG

And thus begins the final 2 parter of the series!!!!

Uh oh its 1794 and they're at an orphanage in paris

I'm gonna get my heart ripped out by the Dauphin aren't I goddammit

THE KIDS CALLING HIM YOUR MAJESTY LMAOOO

MY POOR BOY STOP SHOUTING AT HIM

I don't care what version of the story it is, I can and will get emotional over the Dauphin

LEAVE THE CHILD ALONE HES A LITERAL CHILD STOP MAKING HIM INSULT HIS PARENTS FFS

Who is the spooky man in the mask

Richard E Grant are you the spooky man in the mask

HE JUST FULL ON PUNCHED A WOMAN IN THE FACE AND STABBED A MAN IM NOT SO SURE THATS RICHARD E GRANT

Transformers wishes it has explosions like this

Awww percy being nice to the painter what a king

Women in pretty dresses yes please <3333

Marguerite in red dress is GORGEOUSSSS

Suzanne is also gorgeous for the record

PERCY AND MARGOT STOP HAVING FIGHTS IN FRONT OF THE PRINCE

SHES LEAVING HIM?????

Please tell me that was all part of a plan

I do not care if you are the Prince of England sir you will not touch my wife

Oh no

Oh I don't think it was planned at all

Margot you know what happened the last 2 times you were alone in france

Ugh ffs Chauvelin leave her aloneeeeee

"Your English is better than mine" says the British actor to the American actress

God they're so bad at small talk

Yeah Marguerite why have you left Percy we'd all like to know

Stop enjoying this so much Chauvvy damn

GET YOUR HANDS OFF HER SHES SLEEPING

Oh wait he was waking her up my bad

What do the French government want with Marguerite thoooo

OH SHIT MAYBE IT IS A PLAN

GODDAMN THEY HAD ME FOOLED

Robespierre has a model village akdndjeksndnd??????

Robespierre rolling his eyes and looking disgusted while Marguerite talks about falling in love with Percy lmaoooooo

She is a person thank you very much don't call her a piece of propaganda

Omgggg do we get to see margot back on stage lets gooo

"You should be in politics" oh robespierre if only you knew

WHY IS ROBESPIERRE LIKE A SULKING CHILDDDD

Chauvvy with a cigarette is kinda hot????

Andrew in a silly revolutionary beanie is too cute lmao

Who are they looking for

OH SHIT THE GUY THEYRE LOOKING FOR IS HANGING FROM THE CEILING

Yeah you go you funky actress stick your scene partners head into your chest

Oh god margot had to share a carriage with Chauvvy AND Robespierre?? That must have been the world journey in the worlddd

Oh nevermind the actress is a raging bitch

Aksjejskekrkrk she insulted robespierres playwrighting abilities

"It's an honour, Citizen robespierre-" "no, its an intrusion" lmao what a line

PERCY STOP KISSING YOUR WIFE CHAUVELIN IS RIGHT THERE

PERCY AND MARGOT REUNION AGAIN <3333

Uh oh the shaver cut Robespierre he's gonna dieee

He doesn't believe Percy is the Pimpernel despite the fact that he admitted it to Chauvelin??? Trust issues in full throttle I see

You go percy save that woman I believe in you

ROBESPIERRE BALANCING THE GLASSES ON THE WIG AGAIN LMAOOO

SIR THE DAUPHIN IS A CHILD DO NOT DARE BRING HIM TO TRIAL

The only time I will agree with Robespierre in this series is when he refuses to put a 10 year old on trial and execute him

Honestly Andrew looks so fit in his revolutionary disguise

Oh no where's the woman they were gonna save gone

OH FUCKED SHES BEEN DROWNED AND HER NECKS BEEN BROKEN

Stop bullying margot you bitch she's more of an actor than you'll ever be

We get a lot of sassy robespierre this episode and I'm enjoying it honestly

I hope the guy on stage rips his pants

Not out of spite or anything I just think it would be funny

I swear to god if she sabotages Margot ill cry

Girl what the fuck kind of Epilogue is this

DONT CALL MY WIFE A TRAITOR YOU BASTARD

Shoutout that one random man in the audience for starting to sing i guess????

Look he saved Marguerite from looking completely stupid good on him

Two seconds ago they were insulting her and now they're carrying her through the streets on shoulders??

Aww percy looks so proud of her <33

Another episode done!

Only one episode left this season now, I can't wait to see how this goes!!

#the scarlet pimpernel #sky liveblogs #sky watches sp1999 #the scarlet pimpernel 1999 #richard e. grant #Martin shaw #elizabeth mcgovern

[luminnara]

Just went through the Lost boys x stranger things tag and I'm IN LOOOOVEEEE!!! I LOVE IT SO FREAKING MUCH!!! THE AMOUNT OF POSSIBILITIES OMG. My mind is reeling with the boys thoughts on the party back in Hawkins. Who would is their favorite kid? Who talks to Will about his (cough gay thoughts cough)? Who would have a sass battle and nice comebacks with Max? Who spoils Dustin rotten or becomes a bad influence? Who is trying to not wrangle Mike? WHO TALKS AND GIVE SPORT ADVICE TO MY LUCAS??? WHO IS ABSOLUTELY OVER THE MOON OR FREAKED OUT ABOUT JANE/011'S POWERS??? *I need answers*

This crossover is literally THE perfect thing to me right now so I’m very glad other people like it so I don’t have to shut up about it 😂

Dwayne chills and listens to Will talk, but David is the one who’s actually helpful. He’s good at tough love because he’s an asshole, so it’s what he does for ALL of them. Like, it isn’t necessarily the best approach, but he’d sit there, take a drag, and go “so next time Mike wheeler is ignoring you, you hafta just threaten his life. It’s the only way you’ll get his attention. It’s 1986 who gives a shit anyways”

Dustin and Paul hang out. Dustin hates it at first because he’s like “this guy is a fucking idiot” but Paul has saved Dustin’s ass from surf Nazis like three times now and keeps following him around asking science questions. If the kids didn’t already know that the boys were vampires before, they’re gonna suspect that something weird is going on, because Dustin will be talking about radios or something and Paul will just go “oh lmao back in my day the gramophone was the big new thing. Progress sure is wild huh” and walk away

Of course, this also means that Paul is a terrible influence on Dustin, and when Steve rolls into town he’s SO mad about it lol

Marko and Max. Absolute pals. At first they can’t STAND each other, but after fifteen minutes of slinging insults back and forth, they realize that they’re totally on the same wavelength. Marko is like the fun older brother that Billy can’t bring himself to be, and they hang out and skate around the boardwalk and run from the cops every night.

Dwayne gives Lucas sports (and girl) advice. They play football on the beach at night and he uses the carnival games on the boardwalk as basketball practice. Even though Dwayne isn’t particularly good at either sport, he’s still a vampire, so he does pretty well lol

They are ALL trying not to throttle Mike like it’s an episode of the simpsons. They’re a group of dudes who are all sort of dating each other and don’t let anybody get in the way of that, so it’s like a very gay bros before hoes thing, except they’re both the bros AND the hoes in their situation. The point is, they would see how Mike’s relationship with El has been shoving his friendships to the side, and they wouldn’t like that. I also don’t really think they would get along with him at first, because he would make some comments that they absolutely HATE and all be asking Steve if he REALLY needs all of these kids or if he would be okay with them chomping on one

David would think el’s powers are neat. They wouldn’t freak the vampires out too much, since they can play mind tricks on humans already, and they would want to test things out and see if they can pull their usual pranks on her or not.

The frog brothers are spying the entire time and they’re SO freaked out about El. They’re calling Sam up to tell him that the government has come to Santa Carla and it’s only a matter of days before they’re all turned into lizard people

#stranger things x lost boys #stranger things #lost boys

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

if you're up for it out of the ones you know how would the other non-comics Edwards rank? (Unburied, HQ Show and whichever else you've seen?)

this is going to be considerably more hinged because I just straight up haven't seen a lot of the cartoons that Riddleboy has popped up on and generally have less feelings about them; the comics are where I really get crazy get stupid about him. but let's talk about a couple highlights! no ratings, they're all good little bastards.

John Glover (Batman: The Animated Series)

he's not my FAVORITE favorite but like. come on. he's a good little Riddler! he riddles like crazy! and I like BTAS rogues on principle, I love that they can definitely murder people but stay classy about it.

I usually prefer Riddlers who are driven to riddle by a desire to fuck (with) Batman, but I actually REALLY respect that this guy originally just wanted to murder his shitty former boss. that guy sucked and he did deserve to get disemboweled by a mechanical minotaur in an enormous labyrinth that Eddie apparently spent a year building on his own dime!

I'm also kind of indebted to his existence because Eddie in BTAS spinoff comics is just. my favorite little guy. him!

Dave Franco (Young Justice)

I'm gonna keep this quick because there isn't a lot to say: this Riddler kind of sucks but is also pretty much spot-on. like he's irritating but the whole narrative knows he's irritating; sweet baby Dick Grayson seems fucking exhausted the second he shows up and all the other villains at Belle Reve bully him like a bunch of cunty middle schoolers. I'm a simple man; I love when even the other villains want to kill this man on sight. his design also kind of sucks; like there are so many elements here that sort of work but just aren't that remarkable altogether? he looks like he does other bad guys' taxes.

having said all of that I do genuinely adore that in his first episode he's the only guy who manages to break out of Belle Reve during what was planned to be a mass breakout, especially given that the aforementioned bullying would strongly suggest nobody even told him that was going to happen. I love when he's the slippiest boy! escaping things is sort of a riddle; let him have that.

also, hey, I have to say this: it's just. so weird that he's Dave Franco. he's not bad in the role at all but. why.

Jim Rash (Harley Quinn: The Animated Series)

speaking of animated shows that know he's annoying and just roll with it!!

I like the Harley Quinn series quite a lot for a lot of reasons, mainly because it's not precious about the DC mythos and will frequently just do some buckwild shit with very established characters with absolutely zero hesitations. the Riddler is the opposite of that; this show knows exactly why and in what ways he's supposed to be an insufferable little freak and they go for it full throttle. don't love the bald + question mark tattoo look but he's gay so it balances out.

Hasan Minhaj (Batman Unburied)

yeah there's no normal way to explain this one, this version of the Riddler crawled deep inside one of my brain wrinkles and is still sitting there chirping like a cricket. I can't even explain why but if I think about him too long I begin frothing at the mouth. I think about him a profoundly abnormal amount and I feel great about it. he's only in four episodes and managed to rot a hole in my psyche in significantly less than that. I just think he's neat. he's awful. he's pathetic. he's my little meow meow. I don't want anyone to fix him. I'll cry if he gets worse. I want to see him implode. I've said it before and I'll say it again, whatever happens in season 2 of Unburied is going to make me truly unbearable as a human being.

#edward riddlehands