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thyandrawrites · 2 years

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Seeing the panel where the todoroki family is gathered in the hospital and seeing everyone except Natsuo with Enji because it seems like Rei, Fuyumi and Shoto is ready to forgive but there's a panel where Natsuo was far away from them and standing alone because he would never forgive Enji...I just want to say how I admired Natsuo for staying firm and not letting his hatred to let down. That kind of behavior I want but people always tell to forgive the abusers because they are your "parent"blabla

Were you referencing this scene?

I'm not the best at commenting on panel composition, but the choice to draw Natsuo far enough away from the group that his expression is cut off is deliberate enough to be striking. Then there's an entire panel just focused on him, and his gaze is downcast, his expression contrite and conflicted, and there's all that white space around him. He's not looking at his father, and the next panel shows why: he's thinking of his big brother, the one who should be there, and yet is still missing.

I really like that Natsuo's allowed to be angry, to be distrustful, and to be unwilling to forgive. That speaks to me, and I bet it does to so many people. Sometimes, reconciliation isn't the best option, not even when it comes to family. Sometimes especially when it comes to family. And that's okay.

I like that Natsuo's character challenges the idea that lack of forgiveness equals unkindness, because despite his anger, despite his hurt and his grief, he's not unkind. He doesn't want reconciliation for himself, but he recognizes that Fuyumi needs it for herself and makes an effort to support her regardless of his personal feelings. And that makes him so, so kind.

Yet, at the same time I don't really read the scene above as Natsuo being different from the rest of his family, the odd one out that is drawn far away because he just can't let things go. That would frame him as the same scapegoat that Touya used to be, and I don't think the Todofam plot needs to end on a repetition of that cycle, necessarily.

Yes, I hope Natsuo will get to stay angry and not forgive his dad even when Touya comes back eventually, but that blank space right there, next to him...

Honestly that always looked to me like the space naturally filled by one more person. The one notably missing. It makes for neat visual storytelling imho. It's not that Natsuo's the most impacted by that loss, but Natsuo was the closest to Touya, used to room with him, was his confidante when Touya had no one else to turn to, and spoke on Touya's behalf after his disapperance, playing the role—in Touya's absence—of the one continuously reminding Enji that there's more to atonement than playing the hero. That cleaning up your act for your pride isn't the same as doing it to make up for your actions to your victims.

So yeah, I think Natsuo's purposefully drawn slightly off to the side because of this: more than anyone else in the fam, Natsuo still makes space for Touya's memory. He still makes it a point at every turn to honor it by doing right by him, standing up to the things Touya would've stood up for himself if he were there.

"I'm bringing him up because Touya would want us to talk about it. About what it means for us that the world sees his facade of heroism and glorifies him, while we are here, with mom, to see the damage he's done to us to achieve that fame."

Or again,

"Touya would see right through how performative your determination to atone really is. You never really gave a crap about his pain, either. Neglecting us and calling that worry over Touya's health."

Times and times again, Natsuo reminds everyone that Touya might be gone, but his presence isn't. His influence on them wasn't, shouldn't be, as worthless as Touya seemed to believe it was in life, and they ought to respect who he was. And that means not betraying what he would've wanted.

Touya wanted accountability. Natsuo wants it too, for his brother.

I think that's why, when Enji starts ugly crying and the others feel bad for him to varying degrees, he's the only one unaffected by his father's tears. I also reckon that's why he's the one reminding Enji that this truce doesn't mean forgiveness. It's not mean spirited. If anything, I think it shows in full Natsuo's kindness.

Tl:dr; I like to think that Hori drew Natsuo slightly far away not to underline that Natsuo is hellbent on not forgiving, but rather because Natsuo's just... The one consistently acting like Touya is still part of the family unit, still present, still alive, if in memory or in spirit. And he's the one constistenly making room for him, physically and metaphorically, because to him his brother was never truly gone. Let alone now

#Idk this is probably reading too much into it #I'm aware that I have an unpopular read on the todofam on the topic of forgiveness #I for one don't think that any of them is getting ready to forgive e. They're willing to give him a try to correct his actions #But that doesn't mean forgiveness #And yes I'm including Fuyumi there too #So maybe that's why I don't really see natsu as the black sheep so to speak. The stubbornly angry one that won't let bygones be bygones #I don't think any of them is quite that forgiving #Anyway ramble over. I just really love talking about natsuo. I'm sorry for the word vomit #I know anon didn't mean it like that but I just wanted to clarify my stance on this #Since people assume that any ask you publish means you agree 100% with it #Ali replies #My post #Todoroki natsuo #Todofamily #Bnha spoilers

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lightningfilledsaber · 9 months

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i read your tags on that one post and it's insane how close our experiences were. im certain it was a different trans woman but i had the EXACT same experience with a man-hating transphobic autistic sex pest trans woman who was afraid of being treated like a predator but was fine treating other people the same way. you're not the only one who's suffered this way and im glad you were able to get out of there too

While I do appreciate the support from this ask (and this is not meant with any aggressive/mean/etc tone toward you at all!) I do want to be very, very, clear; I would not describe my ex friend as a sex pest at all. Not even necessarily "man-hating," either, though she definitely had a gender essentialism issue she needed to deal with. I'm not comfortable going into detail but not only did I not have a single sexual experience with her, there are only two incidences I was made to feel sexually uncomfortable around/by her specifically, it was at worst a miscommunication issue. But really it was just sometimes you do or say something that accidentally makes someone uncomfortable but doesn't necessarily cause harm. That's how I feel about those instances, though in the context of all their other behavior, was still by virtue uncomfortable and something I would've liked to hold them accountable for (though AGAIN, not because I feel they were being sexually predatory, this is just a very nuanced situation)

The situation and relationship I had with both of them was very, very nuanced. I'm still struggling over how to identify certain things and processing the sheer amount of shit I was put through; but at the end of the day, most of the harm was perpetuated by her partner, my ex best friend. She was absolutely not innocent, and did blatantly cross and ignore my boundaries and made me uncomfortable frequently, but I can confidently say it wasn't sexual. Neither she or her partner are sex pests or sexual predators or anything like that.

Now that that's out of the way! Genuinely thank you for this ask. I'm deeply sorry you had a similar experience and it's very reassuring to hear I'm not alone lol. It's not something I always feel comfortable talking about, as I don't want to invite terf rhetoric painting trans women as inherent predators, but also there's been this idea in certain queer circles recently to "combat" that rhetoric (which only ends up spewing the same man-bad, woman-good gender essentialism but in a trans "INCLUSIVE" way) by saying that somehow trans women are incapable of doing wrong which is just as damaging (and isolating to any kind of victim of harmful behavior). In reality, your identity, your background, etc etc does not exempt you from nor does it make you more susceptible to harming others. You can cause harm no matter who you are, and that's why I constantly stress the fact that the issue I have with my ex friends is not just their treatment of me; but the fact that neither of them truly held themselves accountable or WORKED on their behavior at any point and in fact enabled each other's behavior toward me. I have never pretended to be a perfect friend but I know I tried my damndest every single day to communicate clearly and effectively what I would do better (not JUST when an issue arose, but ACTIVELY worked on myself even while things were "good") and what I needed and expected of them. I was instead met with blatant disregard for my comfort, my time, and again my boundaries. They did not give a shit about me, just what I could do for them. And it's isolating as hell when the people who hurt you are also trans themselves. Especially when they fear judgement and persecution just for being trans (or their disorders!), while in the same breath doing exactly that to you. I'm glad you were able to get out of your situation as well, thank you again for this ask.

#apologies for the length of this answer i spent a long time figuring out what i wanted to say and this all felt important #thank you and again I'm not angry or upset with you at all anon i just do feel the need to clarify #ask #anonymous #i don't even know what tags to put this under so uh #ask to tag?#long post #oh also yeah these are definitely separate people lmfao #i brought this woman out to live with me so lmfao

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kairoot · 7 months

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hiii i saw that ur requests r open (ps ur theme is so cool wtf), so maybe enjoyen hcs for hickey prank? or any tiktok kinda prank i think it would be so funny

ENHYPEN, the hickey.

genre: crack, fluff, kind of suggestive (?) not really

warnings: ! not smut ! (kinda obvious but i had to clarify.), hickies, kissing

requested: yes! by this lovely anon 🤍

pairing: enha x gn!reader

author’s note: thank you so much for that, it really means a lot! 😭🤍 and thank u so so much for requesting!

ss ➜ pulling the hickey prank on enha + their reactions

heeseung — ;

did not think it was funny

like at all.

literally gives you the most stalest expression ever 😭

i feel like he’d sulk for at least an hour after that 💀

no cause why’d you scare him like that..

you stood at the stove in the kitchen, making dinner as heeseung got himself a glass of water. he started talking to you about his friends and the game until he glanced at you, just checking if you were listening since your responses were short.

“yeah, and jake—“ he did a double take, as he was sure his eyes weren’t playing tricks on him.

placed on your neck was a dark red mark, some purple surrounding it.

“go ahead, hee. i’m listening.” your eyes were still on the pot and your ingredients, so you weren’t really sure why he stopped talking (you knew why he had stopped talking 💀).

“what is that?” his tone changed, more serious now rather than the care-free tone he had before.

“what’s what, baby?” you looked up at him for the first time, seeing his eyes focused on the mark.

he placed a hand around your waist, pulling you in to him so he could analyze the mark more, “this.”

“i didn’t put that there.” he looked back up at you, eyebrows knitted together in confusion and irritation. you bit back a laugh as you avoided his gaze.

“i don’t know, hee, you do a lot of things. you probably put it there late last night.” you shrug, continuing to add ingredients to your dish.

“what is that supposed to mean- no, i didn’t put that there. definitely not last night.” he was actually getting kind of angry now. who were you with besides him?

“it didn’t just appear there itself, did it?” you question nonchalantly.

“i don’t know, you tell me, y/n.” he said, releasing his hold on you and beginning to walk away. your laugh finally escaped as you turned to grab his hand.

“hee, baby, it’s a joke. look.” you giggle, taking his hand and running it across the fake mark. red and purple eyeshadow stained his thumb as he just stared at you.

“..that’s not funny, y/n. like, at all.” he said dryly, his expression making you hold your stomach as more cackles came out.

jay — ;

jays’ actually hurt by this

but is soooo embarrassed when he finds out it’s a joke 💀

im ngl he’ll probably sulk like hee

but will actually laugh with you

is just glad it was a joke

you had your camera recording everything as your phone sat in your lap.

you and jay were taking a trip to the movies and he decided to drive which was the perfect time to pull this prank.

the car ride was a bit quiet at first, the rain in the back and the low distant sound of music coming from the radio. you and jay conversed here and there but it was mostly comfortable silence.

so when you arrived at the theater, jay reached over to help you take off your seatbelt. it was just something he liked to do; putting your seatbelt on and taking it off for you.

when he reached over, he caught a glimpse of something on your neck. he had to blink extra hard to make sure he was seeing correctly.

“wait,” he halted his actions, placing a hand gently on your collarbone. “did i do this?”

you didn’t respond, pretending to not know what he was talking about. until he spoke again.

“i didn’t do this. why is that there, babe?” he asked, a waver in his voice.

“jay, what are you talking about?” you shifted away from his touch, looking in the other direction. he looked at you in confusion. did you not want him touching you now?

“y/n, look at me.” he attempted to look at the mark again, but instead you moved away from him once more. so he sat back in his seat, thinking about what just happened.

“did you see someone else?” jay held his breath, waiting for your answer. there was a long silence before you responded.

“what?”

he gave you a look that said, ‘you know exactly what i said 🙁’. but instead of answering back, he started the car again, starting to back out of the theater parking lot.

“jay, wait!” your hand lands on his when it comes down to shift the gearstick in reverse. you bring the camera up so it’s in his vision.

he stares at the camera and back at you, “what?”

you hold back your laugh, rubbing the makeup off your neck. you show him the stains on your fingers as he realizes what the camera was for.

he breaks into a smile, covering his face in embarrassment.

“are you serious, y/n..”

jake — ;

jake is like on the verge of tears 😭

NAH LIKE BRO IS SO SCARED

cause he doesn’t wanna lose you neither does he want to be cheated on

even after he finds out it’s a prank, he’s whining and pouting

you better give him some love after that cruel prank

you and jake were laying in bed, cuddled with each other. his head was in the crook of your neck, giving you little kisses.

he didn’t know that you were recording the whole thing so you tried your best not to laugh. you pretended to watch the movie on the screen that was long forgotten, but in reality, you were just watching his reaction through the camera.

he continued to place kisses on your neck, giggling while doing so, until he saw the hickey.

“wait, babe,” he lifted his head, examining the bruise. you hummed in response, lowering the camera so he wouldn’t see.

“i was only kissing you.. why is there a hickey?” jake‘a brows furrowed in confusion, glancing up at you.

“i don’t know, jake. you were down there for a long time, maybe you put it there without realizing.”

now he sat up all the way, looking down at you.

“babe, i think i would know if my lips latched onto your skin or not.” he said, his voice turning whiney. he folded his arms, a pout on his lips.

“please don’t tell me you let someone else kiss you.”

you put on a faux offensive tone, “jake?! i would never!”

he glared at you, still pouting so the glare wasn’t intimidating at all.

“y/n, that was so fake.” he began to climb off the bed. “i’m going to jay’s.”

you quickly sat up, tugging on his hoodie, “babe, it’s not real.”

he turned around only to see the camera facing him. he took his finger and rubbed it across the “hickey”, smudging it.

he threw his head back, whining before flopping back on the bed, “y/n, don’t do that! you almost gave me a heart attack.”

is actually upset, please cuddle him so hard 😭

sunghoon — ;

already knows it’s a prank

not because he heard you planning it or anything but he just knows

nothing gets passed him atp

is still annoyed that you would even think to pull something like that tho 💀

you and sunghoon were getting ready to go on a date, so obviously you were in the mirror the whole time, trying to make sure your appearance was okay.

before sunghoon got home, you had already painted the fake hickey on your neck so maybe he could see before or after you arrive at the restaurant.

you made sure your outfit was low around the neck area so he could see perfectly.

standing in the mirror, you adjust your clothes to your liking and fixed your hair so it wasn’t all over the place.

sunghoon stood in the doorway of the bathroom, looking at you.

“you ready?” he asked, fixing the buttons on his shirt.

“now i am.” you looked at yourself one more time, before gathering your things into a bag.

hoon walked up behind where you stood in the mirror, looking at your neck. you caught a glimpse of him as he studied the mark, smiling to yourself.

until he smudged the mark with one of his fingers and walked away.

“i’m way too good for you to want hickies from someone else.” he snorted.

you literally just stood there like🧍🏽‍♀️

sunoo — ;

is actually disgusted

like ew, you were kissing somebody else ?!!!

when he finds out it’s a prank, expect him to be sassy (sassy men in 2023 man 😞)

ignrores you on purpose afterwards

how dare you play with his heart like that ?!

sunoo had came in from the grocery store, placing the bags on the floor. once he saw you come downstairs from hearing the door, he smiled.

“hi, baby.” he pulled you in for a tight hug as if he hadn’t seen you in ages. you hugged back, kissing his cheek.

“so, how was your d-“ you began as he gently pushed you away for a second.

“y/n, what the hell?” his face contorted in disgust and annoyance.

“what?” your eyebrows come together as your eyes try to follow what he’s looking at. “what is it, babe?”

“uh, you can’t call me ‘babe’ after i just saw that.” he started walking to the living room, your steps not too far behind his. “i know for a fact, i didn’t put that there.”

“nunu, what are you talking about?” you laugh a bit, taking a seat next to him on the couch. he scoots away from you, folding his arms.

he doesn’t respond but opens his phone instead.

“sunoo?” no response.

he scoffs, starting to get out of his seat on the couch.

“stop, wait,” you hold your stomach, laughing.

“seriously, y/n, you’re so gross. what about this is funny?” he points to the mark on your chest.

“i’m sorry, i just-“ you snort, rolling off the couch.

he’s literally just standing there, giving you the biggest side eye.

“okay, i’m sorry. um, it’s a joke-“ you could hardly get your words out, tears prickling your eyes at this point. you rubbed the mark away, showing him the now blank spot where the mark once was.

he’s still just standing there, looking at you up and down.

“you’re still gross.”

jungwon — ;

he’s hurt but is actually really calm about it

would probably want you to leave

when he finds out it’s a prank he’s like🧍🏽‍♀️that’s what i thought

will smother you with love afterwards cause you’re his and only his

you were standing in the kitchen, making yourself and jungwon some lunch before he came and joined you.

he wrapped his arms around you, gifting you with a warm back hug. he snuggled his face in the crook of your neck, placing a couple of tiny kisses there.

“hi.” he said in a groggy voice, indicating that his nap had ended. you greeted him back, smiling at his cuteness.

there was a silence before you felt him step away from your back, hands coming up to your waist to spin you around.

he slightly moved your shirt so he could see what the darkness on your neck was.

“y/n..” his voice trailed off, all the grogginess now gone.

you attempted to turn back around, his grip preventing you from doing so.

“it’s just a mosquito bite, wonie-“ you started to say, trying to move his hand away from your shirt.

“no, that’s a hickey, babe. i can see it.” he frowned, hands leaving your shirt and waist.

he stood there for a moment, looking down before speaking again. “i think you should leave.”

“jungwon-“ your hand came to touch his wrist before he moved it out of your grasp.

“seriously, y/n.”

“jungwon, it’s a joke, baby. i’m not leaving you.” you grabbed a towel, scrubbing the makeup off of the side of your neck.

he blinked, pressing his lips together. he stood there for a minute, processing the prank, letting his heart rate go down a little bit.

“that wasn’t funny.” he smiled, holding his chest. “now come here so i can give you some real ones.”

ni-ki — ;

his actual response is “bruh wtf is that🧍🏽‍♀️”

NO LIKE HE ACTUALLY SAYS THAT

gives you the biggest side eye when you tell him it’s a prank

expect him to get you back with another prank

since you have your own car, you decided to pick niki up instead of the other way around. your phone was set on the dashboard, so it looked like you were just filming a little vlog (+ he already knew you liked to film some of your daily life so he didn’t think much of it).

when you arrived outside his dorm, he hopped in the passenger seat, giving you a quick peck. he gave the camera a wave before turning back to you.

“why tf do you have a scarf on right now?” he snorted, hands coming up to remove it.

when you blocked his hand, he stared at you in confusion.

“y/n, it’s literally like 88 degrees outside..”

“okay? i’m cold. plus, it goes with my outfit.” you shrugged, starting the car up again.

“no.. tf it doesn’t-“ he took the scarf away from you, doing a triple take when he saw your neck.

he placed a hand on your chin, turning your head so he could see better.

“y/n, what is that, omg-“ he turned your head more, getting a good look at the mark.

you swat his hand away, turning back forward and putting your scarf across your neck.

“nothing, it’s a rash.”

“i don’t even give you hickies so how did that get there?” he ignored your attempt at lying to him.

“niki, it’s not a hickey. it’s a-“ he took the scarf back in his grasp, trying to tug it away from you.

“babe, calm down, it’s a joke.” you giggled, letting him grab the scarf. you smudge the mark, the makeup now on your fingers.

he stared at you from his side of the car, “so it’s funny?” his reaction only made you snort more.

#kairoot #enhypen #enhypen x reader #enhypen headcanons #heeseung enhypen #jungwon enhypen #jay enhypen #jake enhypen #sunghoon enhypen #sunoo enhypen #niki enhypen #enhypen crack

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sh1-n0bu · 1 year

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♡︎ 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙜 ♡︎

anon asked: i have a request!! male!dom!reader and sub!scara with ton of overstim and dacryphillia with maybe a bit of begging too? the rest is up to you!!

characters: sub!scaramouche x male!dom!reader

warnings: dacryphillia, overstimulation, begging, praise, degrading, brat taming, cockwarming, bondage, hair tugging, oral fixation, dumbification

notes: i’m kinda surprised that ppl actually req male readers to me cue me remembering the fiasco with the anon who said i should stop tagging my works as male reader akdjjsn

also anon pls come forward and clarify which one you are so i can properly tag if ur already an emoji anon that is cuz i forgor

you love your darling wanderer, you swear! but you just can’t hell but get a little ticked off at his mean words, crude remarks and bratty attitude. huffing when you explain to him that you have work to do, forcibly showing himself on your lap with a “pay attention to me!” type of look and yet now he doesn’t want it when he finally gets what he was begging for?

just as you were finally starting to focus on your current task at hand, a low whine is heard from under your desk. looking down at the culprit, you gave him a small ruffle to his head.

there he was! your sweet boyfriend with his hand tied behind his back, eyes hazy with tears brimming in them, face flushed the deepest shade of red with his whiny mouth swallowing your cock down his throat. fuck he can’t think… he couldn’t even breathe correctly with your cock forcing his jaw wide open, mushroom tip hitting the back of his throat as he tried not to gag and choke.

“just a few more papers, darling. i’m almost done” giving a few gentle pats to his head, you pulled your hand away before focusing on the papers in your hand. scribbling down something on the projects, declining, accepting some preferences and signing your signature on the ends of the paper until someone broke your concentration.

looking back down under your desk, you saw wanderer lightly bobbing his head up and down on your cock. sliding his tongue under some noticeable veins, whimpering at the taste of your precum, he just couldn’t help but act so greedy like an animal in heat.

fisting at his short locks, you pulled him off of your member as he gasped. drool slipping from his mouth, a thin saliva connecting the angry red tip of your cock to his bruised lips. panting, breathing heavily, he opened and closed his mouth over and over to try and ease the sore muscles.

“are you trying to get me angry, kuni?” holding his chin in your hand, you gave his cheeks a light warning squeeze. at your question wanderer tried to answer, failing as a long drawn whine escapes the back his throat with a tear falling down his cheek at being denied the sweet, creamy taste of your cum.

he was a lost cause. tiny hips bucking in the air as his bare body shivered - from excitement? cold? you didn’t know - alongside his small cock flopping helplessly against his stomach.

“p-please? please [name]… i need more~!” a lecherous sounding noise between a whine and a mewl escapes his mouth as more tears fell down his plush cheeks.

“more? more what?” feigning innocence at his pleas, you couldn’t help the growing smirk on your face. brats needs to be punished for their misbehaviors after all and it seems like this is the best form of punishment for your brat.

the puppet couldn’t help but blush at your words. he wanted to ask for what he wanted but it was just so shameful. a former fatui harbinger, a puppet of a god - being reduced to a mewling mess who pleads for his lover’s cock? this was too embarrassing! he has pride to keep and name to uphold!

at his silence, your grin grew more wider as your hand holding his cheek gets a bit tighter as a warning. he keened at that, trying to paw at your hand to ask for your mercy but his hands were tied tightly behind him with a pretty navy blue satin cloth. only the best for your darling of course.

taking a deep, stuttered breath he looked up at you through his messed up bangs. dilated, heart shaped pupils staring up at you with greed and lust, he pushed his chin up to your crotch as much as he could with the restraint that is your hand.

“please…? give me more of your cock” whispering breathlessly in a hushed manner as if he was sharing the most darkest secrets with you, wanderer took a quick glance at your dripping slit.

wet with saliva from his previous cockwarming, twitching here and there with your translucent colored precum dripping from the slit as wanderer gulped. hot bubbling lava swirling around in his stomach as he imagined your delicious seeds shooting into his mouth and down his throat, he let out a soft whimper at his fantasy, rubbing his thighs together to try and give his small cocklet some friction.

“since you asked so nicely, say aah~” teasing him more, you tugged his mouth close to your member as he eagerly kissed the mushroom tip with his blush darkening. licking up the visible veins around your girth before the puppet opened up his small mouth, happily pushing your cock into his mouth until he gagged halfway in. but that didn’t stop him as the short male forced his jaw open wider, swallowing up each and every inch with choked sobs and gurgled moans until his nose snuggled up close to your crotch with your member sitting heavily, heavenly down his throat.

ahh, if wanderer were to die with your dick sitting snuggly down his mouth as he gagged and cried, he wouldn’t mind it at all.

taking in a deep breath through his nose, he braced himself before starting to bob his head. starting out slow, dragging his tongue under the girthy muscles your boyfriend choked as he felt your cock push all the way back into his uvula.

however that didn’t stop him as wanderer only sped up the movements of his head, forcing himself to swallow your member as his mind slips off. only your scent surrounding him, your groans and huffs blessing his ears, your dick filling him up - you you you you!

harshly tugging on his purple locks, you pushed his mouth all the way to swallow up your cum as you groaned out loudly into the air. wanderer didn’t mind it, in fact he loved it as he swallowed every single drop happily. blush darkening more, spreading into his shoulders as he finally got what he wanted.

pushing his mouth off, you manhandled your short boyfriend to lay on the bed. red eyeliner ruined as he cried - from bliss? happiness? pleasure? pain? you didn’t know and neither did he - drool slipping down his jawline without a trace of your cum, pretty purple eyes hazy with their pupils dilated to the brim you couldn’t even see the colors and cheeks a beautiful shade of red.

slipping a hand between his quivering thighs you pushed them open, revealing his doughy skin tainted with his own fluids covering them. did he seriously cum from just sucking you off? how cute♡︎.

pulling the small dildo pushed into his hole, you ignored his miserable whines of feeling empty before filling him up again with your own cock - oddly feeling jealous and possessive of him over the stupid toy - making him let out a happy squeal at the fullness.

without giving him any time to catch his breath or get his bearings back together, you held his plush waist in a bruising grip before ramming into his hole.

“aaANNH! [NAME]!! shogoOD — SHOGOODSHOGOOD❤︎︎❤︎︎!!” whining over and over about how good it feels, how your cock is rearranging his guts, how your molding his ass to be perfectly in your shape and whatsoever, wanderer let out a sobbing mewl as you came inside him. but you weren’t satisfied. you wanted to fill him up more.

the next morning your neighbors complained about the noises your darling lover made causing his face to heat up in embarrassment. maybe you should muzzle him next time♡︎.

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enhafilthandfiction · 10 months

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Enhypen hyung line reaction to you walking around naked in the house to lighten their mood when they are mad

Hyungline's reaction to you walking around naked when they're mad

A/N : Hello anon, thanks for requesting! Sorry for the long title y'all, happy reading!!

Pairing : Bf!HyungLine X Fem!Reader

Warnings : Nudeness, kisses, grinding, tit groping, mentions of oral (f.rec), thigh riding, mentions of angry sex.

Word Count : 1,250 Words

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» Lee Heeseung «

He was still frustrated with yesterday's recording session which didn't go so well. Apparently, his voice kept cracking and he couldn't hit the correct notes which is why he came home so upset, basically ignoring you and heading to bed early.

You knew he wasn't mad at you, just upset with himself, but the fact that he ignored you was annoying. Today he wasn't going to however.

He woke up grumpy, just like yesterday, groaning and sighing out in frustration as he thought of the day before. You weren't even in the bed, which upset him even more.

But as he gets up to go to the bathroom for his morning routine, he catches a glimpse of your naked form down the hallway. He stops in his tracks, watching as you enter the washroom, possibly doing the laundry.

He makes his way down the hallway, entering the washroom to see that he was right, finding you bent over, picking up clothes from the floor.

"Well what do we have here" he says, startling you a little, but you smirk, your plan going as planned. He places his hands on your hips, pulling your bare ass back to his clothed crotch, where you could already feel a bulge forming.

"Hi baby" you say, turning around to properly greet him, his eyes going wide as you flash him with your tits. He takes a second to respond, being too focused on your tits, hands coming up to grope them and message them in his hands.

"Uh- I-I'm doing fine, now" he adds, eyes still focused on your tits. "Yeah, now I'm definitely fine" he clarifies, before you giggle and get on your tiptoes, grasping his lips in a kiss. He kisses you back, his tongue pocking your lips already.

"Ew, go brush your teeth and come back" you say, breaking the kiss and continuing what you were doing. He rolls his eyes and makes his way to the bathroom, mumbling a "Be right back" and he was right back; In 2 minutes.

» Park Jay «

Today was just not it for him. Everything he was doing seemed to be wrong, even when he tried cooking something. All he tried to cook was some ramen, but he accidentally forgot it and it kinda over cooked, making the ramen soggy.

He had had enough, and you realised, but you didn't expect him to slam the pot on the counter, the banging noise alerting you. You wanted to calm him down a little, and you knew just what to do, undressing yourself and making your way over to him to distract him. How can he be mad at you?

The second he noticed your pretty naked figure walking around the kitchen counter and over to him, he felt his heart beating faster, but not because of how angry he was seconds ago.

You came behind him and wrapped your arms around his torso, pressing your face into his back. "Hi baby, everything okay?" you asked him with a soft tone, acting as if you weren't naked.

"Well, I messed up my ramen, but it's okay cause you're here" he assures, turning around to get a better view of your bare body. "Gosh you're just what I need Y/n" he admits, running his hands along your body.

"Yeah?" you ask him, giggling and watching as he nods.

"Who want to eat ramen when I can eat you anyways?" he says shamelessly picking you up with ease and taking you to the bedroom. You squirmed around in his hold, begging him to let you down.

He put you down on the bed and got between your legs, ready to distract himself from his though day.

» Sim Jake «

"I've told you like a hundredth times now, for fuck's sake!" You can hear Jake yell on the phone from the other room, and from what you can understand, he was having trouble with work again.

"No- Cancel that meeting and move it Monday instead" he orders, his patience being tested a little too much "Are you stupid? I literally asked you to do something-"

bla bla bla

You were tired of hearing him yell at his stupid assistant who couldn't do something right. You wanted to soothe him, but you were also pretty horny. The button up he was wearing was so hot, especially with the first few buttons open.

Your fantasies almost started to run before you got an idea. You took off your clothes until you were completely naked. Oh this was going to be a good distraction. You walk out of the room and make your way over to the main living room where Jake was in.

You walked around like you weren't naked, ignoring his gaze and pretending to check if the shelves had any dust. You could hear him sigh, turning around to face him and watching as he motions you over.

He places the phone down and mutes it. "Hold on give me a minute" he barely finishes his sentence before muting it and placing it on the coffee table, ignoring his assistant's annoying voice. "You're so pretty baby" he simply says, running his hands down from your shoulders to your ass, giving it a squeeze. "But I have to take this call, so be quiet"

You pout as he grabs the phone again, placing it to his ear before sitting down on the couch, beckoning you over. He makes you sit on his thigh, placing his free hand on your lower back, guiding you back and forth on his thigh whilst sharing glances with you and mouthing words. "You're doing so well baby, keep going"

His voice was much calmer when talking to his assistant, your presence distracting him when he gets to angry.

» Park Sunghoon «

You and Sunghoon had just had a rough fight just a few hours ago. You had complained to him that you were doing all the chores in the house and that he was breaking his promise of helping out. He on the other hand, claimed that he couldn't help with he house chores since he was too busy with work.

You both yelled at each other, accusing one another until he got mad and went outside for a walk. Once he was out, you couldn't stop thinking about him, you were still partly angry at him but also kinda horny for how riled up he got.

You decided to calm down his nerves a little, undressing yourself as you head to the kitchen to start dinner. He came back shortly, maybe after 15 minutes, only to find you fully naked, cooking dinner. "Oh, so this is your way of making up?" he asks, scoffing.

You shrug and continue what you were doing, paying him no mind, waiting for him to break. Which he did shortly. He made his way over to you, pressing his body up against you. "What do you want huh?" He asks you, almost starting to grind against you.

"I want you to do the dishes after dinner" you said with a forced smile.

"Fine, but you gotta let me fuck you first" before you could do anything, he pulls you out of the kitchen and throws you on the couch, getting undressed himself before climbing up behind you.

"I'm gonna fuck you so good you're gonna forget why we were arguing in the first place" and he did, taking his and your anger out by fucking you hard and fast, till all you could think about was him.

Hello, this was actually fun to write, proudly wrote it in one sitting!! I hope you enjoyed reading, have a good day/night and remember that ily <333

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hunn1e-bunn1e · 8 months

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Sebastian & Co. - Riddle Rosehearts (Twst) Reader

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I changed it up a bit Anon, and made you Ciel's long lost cousin twice removed and a lord instead of an earl, pre overblot riddle, beheading is literal. But your butler is still Trey and your staff is still the rest of the Heartslabyul cast like we discussed before. Sorry for not posting at an earlier time, my seasonal allergies turned into a very bad cold.

Warnings -> Passing mentions of decapitation...

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🐈‍⬛ Sebastian's first impression of you was... not great. When he opened the front door to let you inside, you were in the midst of shouting at your butler about following rules and then you turned to him and said "It's about time!" So you were another cheeky brat like his master, it seems. The demon didn't mind you all that much though, he was used to dealing with children already.

🐈‍⬛ He was a bit shocked that you were Ciel's distant cousin, but then again your soul was just slightly similar to that of his master. While you and his young master conversed about your childhoods, Sebastian listened in from where he stood off to the side. All he could really offer your situation sympathy-wise was a short muttered "Oh."

🐈‍⬛ Upon your arrival you had brought a few members of your staff with you, which Sebastian thought of as strange since you came here to see his young master only. But he figured that you must have wanted to introduce them to your cousin. Or... to give them an example of how to do their jobs properly, from what the demon butler saw, they were just as incompetent as the Phantomhive Manor's own staff. Ugh. Such misfortune.

🐈‍⬛ Sebastian did however meet your own butler who went by the name of Trey Clover. He was quite impressed with his performance considering he was a human. Though later in the visit you had sent Trey to assist him with dessert, something about "Trey, go make me a tart.". And dear me did Sebastian find out your butler can make a good ass tart.

🎩 Ciel was quite shocked to find that he had any family left after Madam Red's unfortunate passing. You looked a bit similar to his aunt as well, but you quickly clarified that you were his distant cousin twice removed. The young earl was definitely taken aback at your intense dedication to the rules your mother raised you with. Ciel was even more shocked that you hold your staff to the same rules and behead those who disobey.

🎩 Truth be told he finds you quite childish and audacious, such rules are utterly ridiculous, and he tells you so. Fortunately, you can't bring yourself to behead Ciel and the two of you delve into a long talk about your differing childhoods. He learned of your mother and what she put you through, but he can't help but be envious that you still have your parent, even if they aren't the best. Ciel doesn't tell you that though.

🧹 Poor Mey'rin is terrified of you! She was moving a stack of expensive china plates from the storage room to the kitchen and as she walked through the tea room, past you and the young master, she tripped! The plates sailed to the ground and broke on impact. As Mey'rin turned to apologize, she was met with a very angry you, shouting about how she should be beheaded for her mistake.

🧹 Thankfully one of your staff, Ace, made up some excuse that calmed you down and helped her up. Mey'rin instantly fell in love, he was such a 'kind gentleman'. How he looked in her eyes with that boyish smirk and said, "Let's get outta here.", she couldn't hold herself together and sprinted out of the room in embarrassment.

🧯 Bardroy is peak annoyed with you, he already has the young master, he doesn't need another spoiled child to deal with. He was 'cooking' in the kitchen, right, trying to make something for the esteemed guest. So he did the usual, light a stick of dynamite and toss it in the oven, right? Then the oven exploded and Bardroy could hear your shouting all the way from the game room.

🧯 You ended up sending in one of your staff to check out what happened in the kitchen and that's how he met Deuce. Bardroy thought he was a pretty nice kid even if he too had no idea how to cook without being destructive either. He also found the interest in pots to be weird. "Let's just use a pot!" "Eh!? Steak in a pot?"

🪴 You scare Finny sometimes, yes, but he knows that deep down you're probably really nice. While both you and the young master were sitting in the garden having tea, he accidentally let a hedgehog loose. However, his suspicions were proved right when he noticed that you had picked up the hedgehog and sat it on your lap, petting it as if it were a cat.

🪴 A member of your staff named Cater had literally bumped into him while he was walking past the newly installed rose hedges. He and Finnian got along swimmingly as they spoke about their shared interests with one another. He also found that Cater really enjoyed taking photographs in his free time.

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infiniteko · 2 months

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Hi, how are you doing?

One of the things that I think has caused these discussions that we are seeing in the last few days (you know the ones) is people thinking that you don't want to answer clearly what the anons ask (as if you were hiding a secret) because your answers sometimes sound as "vague" and "confusing".

My question is: you can't answer in a more "specific" way because that would imply the use of more words and even the use of dual concepts. Then you would be against the philosophy that you yourselves are trying to teach. That's why you have to stick to explaining in the simplest and most objective way possible, being careful not to use dual concepts?

My question was probably very confusing 😅

I'll try to give an example: you say "drop all the labels, so you can find the only real thing: the 'Self' " and then an anon asks "ok, but how do I drop the labels?" and you respond "there is no how to, you just do it".

In this case, this answer was not clear enough, because the anon was probably expecting some kind of "method" on "how to", so he and other people who read the answer may think that you are refusing to answer. But what I see, in this example at least, is that there is no way to explain "how to drop the labels", the words are not enough to explain, and if you were to use more words, you would end up falling into duality, which is controversial, so you need to stick to responding in the "least dual way possible." Am I correct of viewing this way?

(Sorry if it's hard to understand my question, english not being my native language doesn't help much 🥲 feel free to not respond if you find too confusing)

I definitely understand what you're trying to ask or say and I kind of agree with it. [long text ahead]

Here's the thing, when I first stumbled across Advaita Vedanta, it was from Swami Sarvapriyananda

and I literally cannot answer "how do I go within" questions because it is not something that can be explained, just how your actual Being cannot be explained because words are limited. There is only a certain amount of things you can say but that's not even enough to explain it. If I called myself "Awareness™️", and "Awareness™️" only, on one hand it's a good hint to the direction of what I am but actually, it is not who I really(!) Am. Because what you are cannot be put into words and this whole "don't label this and that as good or bad" is just a hint(!!). A lot of people think that not labeling something is part of a method but it's not. What I always meant and have clarified as so, was that by not labeling something as good or bad you just see it as it is. You see it as something that is just happening nothing else and whatever is just happening is nothing but "You".

Those that say it's too "vague" or that are angry and then start ranting about how vague I am on other accounts, don't fully understand anything. Because when I learned about it from Swami Sarvapriyananda, I didn't ask how to go within or what to do next or how do I get my "desires" and everything. None of us ran from one account to another for weeks just to get the same answers. All it truly takes is yourself and people don't understand that. If I would post something like "this is a how to go within explanation" or whatever, I would be telling lies because there is no "how to" go within or even worse, "how to BE". You just are, you just are yourself, you just notice yourself. There is no explanation to it because it cannot be put into words and it's something a lot of people overlook. They think that I'm gatekeeping the truth or that I don't want to help. But if I would be gatekeeping the truth or if I didn't want to help then why the hell would I even make this account? Why would I even be here? The simple answer to why can't I just explain it is because there is literally no explanation. It is something you have to do by yourself and you have to notice by yourself. You can read as much as you want to. If you don't sit down with yourself and just notice your own being BY YOURSELF,

every single word you have ever read is useless. Because why are you reading if you're not using it

or pondering on it. What is the point in gathering endless amount of information without using it? That's something a lot of people don't notice that they are literally taking one post after another without even deeply taking in what is being said or sitting down and understanding what is being said and then notice it themselves. I cannot explain direct experience to you. Direct experience is just direct experience of yourself and it is something that you are always doing, you just have to notice that you are doing it. If you see someone trying to explain what direct experience or "how to go within" is

they're far from actuality because words are far from the truth. It is not something that can be put into words and it is not something that needs a manual. You cannot put rules or limitations like a how-to tutorial onto a direct experience it is, again, something you have to notice by yourself and if you are incapable of doing that (which is impossible by the way, you just think that you are incapable) then there's nothing I can do because pointers are pointers. Swami Sarvapriyananda, Rupert Spira, Being_is_IT, Realitywarpingg (no concepts), Robert Adams, Fred Davis, etc are just a few accounts + of course scriptures from Tibetan Buddhism and the actual(!) philosophy Advaita Vedanta (NOT Tumblr's version), none of them give you a how-to tutorial, none of them explain in detail how to do something.

They just give you hints because it is literally all that can be given.

You cannot explain direct experience, you cannot put it into words. I mean, think for a minute. If "THAT" experience and can really be put into words, don't you think that someone would have done it a long time ago? We did not come up with ND. A lot of people who are new to non-dualism think that non-dualism is something that originated from tumblr by previous large account and

it's some type of method to get your desires or whatever and that's false. It's an ancient l philosophy, not a tumblr trend. Honestly, it's just funny. The AV-philosophy is a hint to what you are and by knowing yourself there is nothing else that can be done because you are "Ultimate Reality", "Absolute Authority", "Infinite Beingness".

What else is there to get if "THAT" is all there is? :')

#ask

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ellitx · 7 months

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heyy same anon who asked the teachers day ask but another scenario popped into my brain lolz gotta ask ya

how would Venti feel having a tsundere s/o ? would he find her cute when she'd cross her arms and go "hmph"

Im assuming this will be outside of the teacher au?

If it is, venti might get drained and a bit hurt from your harsh words (even tho he knows you really didn’t mean them). He’ll be tolerant at first with your arrogant attitude but eventually he’ll drift apart to give you space if he deemed that his presence annoys you.

Of course you begin to worry why venti was avoiding you. Although you’re trying to approach him, he’ll hide.

Multiple flash of thoughts begin flood over his head.

Why are you looking for him?

Are you angry with him?

Or… did you miss him?

As much as he wants to hope for that, he shouldn’t put too much hope in it. After all, you did say you didn’t care for him at all when he teased you for watching over him when he was drunk.

This was tiring. Maybe it was a bad idea to be with you. He’d surely miss your pouty lips and red cheeks by his constant teasing.

Venti heaved another sigh and took off his beret. As he was about to shut his eyes, a strong pull woke him up from his daydreams and he was met with familiar eyes.

There you were, kneeling before him, panting heavily. Your brows are knitted together and he can see your worry and concern.

“[Name]…?”

“Why…” you slouched, still trying to take as many as oxygen as you can for your empty lungs. “Why are you avoiding me?” You breathed out.

“Huh?”

Venti gasped when your nails dug onto the fabric of his cape. “Why are you avoiding me?” You repeated again, but this time slowly and gentle. It was far more different from the usual tone he hears from you. It was surprising but calming. His heart fluttered both from your question and soothing voice.

“I wasn’t really avoiding you,” he uttered. Eyes shifting from elsewhere but you. And though he wasn’t directly looking at you, your glare was harsh and icy that cold sweat was gathering over his palm.

“I thought you didn’t want to see me anymore.” He clarified. Your eyes widened with disbelief. In that vulnerable moment, all the confusion and misunderstanding started to unravel.

"What? Venti, no," you whispered, your grip on his cape loosening. The hurt in his eyes broke your heart, realizing the impact of this misunderstanding. "Why wouldn’t I want to see you?"

His gaze met yours, the vulnerability in his eyes mirroring your own. “Because you’ve been so cold and hot tempered when I’m around and I just thought you didn’t like it when I’m with you.”

At his confession, your mind formulated and pieced everything together. He was avoiding you because of your harsh words.

“I-I’m sorry…” you aplogized. Your hands dropping back to your lap and clutching your pants because of how stupid you are to notice this so late. Your words are nothing for others, because they already know your personality and tend to be so cold when you actually care for them.

But for venti, it’s different for him. You’ve been so careless, acting carefree when he’s been hurting for so long because of you. Because of your cold attitude.

A wave of remorse washed over you as you realized the impact of your actions on the bard. The playful banter that you thought was harmless had wounded him deeply. You never intended for your words to cause pain, especially not to venti, who had been nothing but kind and caring toward you.

"I never meant to hurt you," you murmured, your voice laced with genuine regret. "I'm sorry if my actions made you feel that way. I've just been struggling with my own emotions and didn't want to burden you."

Venti sighed softly, his expression softening as he understood your perspective better. "Communication is a two-way street," he said gently. "We both need to be honest about how we feel and what we need from each other."

You nodded, appreciating his understanding. "You're right. I should have been more open about what was bothering me."

He offered a reassuring smile. "It's okay. We're working through this, and that's what matters."

You both sat in the quiet, the weight of the previous misunderstandings lifting. It was a step toward healing and strengthening your friendship. As the conversation continued, you realized that you should’ve been more honest and open. It may be difficult to drop off that cold attitude, but for him you were willing to make amends and be more considerate of venti’s feelings.

#im not a big fan of the tsundere trope but i hope i did alright writing this #tsundere just annoys me >.>#except if it’s men lol #ellianswers #anon ask #venti x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact

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maybankxw · 2 years

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Hello lovely! Can I get a jealous rough public smut with JJ? Maybe in a bar bathroom or outside against a building? They just can’t wait until they get home. 😈🤭

ARE YOU MINE?

pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader

warnings: mature content ahead! [ smoking; language; jealous jj; unprotected and public sex; breeding; ] minors dni!!!

summary: jj gets jealous and fucks her right against the pub wall

word count: 1.4k

a/n: uhh to clarify they're not really a couple, i think just casually fucking, but they're developing the relationships slowly hehe, thanks for requesting! ive never written a fic this fast, gave me some motivation! her pov!! but a few lines in bold italics are jj's in the beginning, enjoy! xx

links: masterlist / taglist / ask box

any feedback (comments, reblogs, anon asks) would be appreciated!

“Someone is gonna see us.”

“I don’t care.”

I did care. Fuck I was hoping no one was going to walk in on us, I didn’t want anyone to see her like this, naked, turned on and fucked out, I was the only one who got to see her like that. Mine, that’s what she was and god forgive me, I really wanted to smash that guy’s face.

—

“You’re having a good time? the barman flashed me a smile, sliding another drink towards me, “On the house.”

“Thank you,” I smiled back, accepting the glass and taking a sip, the liquor burning my throat. I felt someone staring at me, so I turned behind carefully looking over my shoulder. JJ and his friends sat in the far back of the bar, taking pints after pints. His face was tight and somewhat angry, jaws gritted as he watched me. I hid a smile, briefly locking my eyes with his, before turning back, finishing my drink and asking for another.

We chatted with a barman guy a little more, nothing serious. He’d asked me what I did for living, how did I end up alone in the bar on a Thursday night and if I could get home safely. It didn’t feel like he was hitting on me, but even if he was, I didn’t care. My main focus was on JJ getting jealous over the picture he was looking at.

“I gotta go, but thank you,” I threw a few bucks on a counter, sliding off the stool, getting up to my feet. To my surprise I was just a bit tipsy, not feeling drunk whatsoever.

I went outside to get some fresh air, snatching a cig out of my purse, lighting it up and drawing on it, blowing a white cloud of smoke, relaxing against the cold brick wall. A whiff of chill air prickled my bare legs and shoulders. Well, fuck, should’ve taken a coat. I shivered, taking the last tug, putting the cig out with my heel, folding my arms together to hug myself and rub my arms for some warmth.

“New friend of yours?” a male voice startled me, making me jerk my head up, but I rolled my eyes, seeing JJ walking towards me.

“What if he is?” I sniffled a little, digging my fingertips into my skin as he towered over me, trapping me against the wall.

“Walked away too fast, should’ve carried on flirting with him. That was…entertaining.”

“I wasn’t.”

“Don’t bullshit me, I saw everything.”

His body was pressed to mine now, I could see a wound on his lip in a faint light of a lantern that casted a glow over us, the same angry look in his eyes, the dark of his pupils swallowing his pale blue. He was so dangerously close, I didn’t feel cold anymore, his hot breaths hit my cheeks and his chest warmed mine. He smelled like cologne and beer, a hint of smoke too or maybe that was me.

“You saw nothing, JJ, let me go, I’m cold.”

He only looked down at me, pressing himself further, even though it seemed like there was no way to get closer. His face softened and his voice lowered into a whisper, “Did you give him your number? I know he wanted to fuck you, I fucking saw it,” he took a sharp inhale, clenching his fists, “Tell me.”

“I didn’t.”

A sigh of relief escapes his mouth, then he bent his head to level my face and his lips found their way to the side of my neck. He was careful at first, then the kisses turned into wet open mouthed ones and my knees bucked, but he caught me by my waist, devouring my neck, making my breaths hitch.

“JJ,” I tried to scold him, but my voice became shaky and weak as his lips veered to my throat and up to find my lips.

“Tell me to stop,” he rasped into my mouth, “Do you want me to stop?”

I only shook my head in protest, that was all he needed, because he kissed me prolonged and deep, like he was kissing me for the last fucking time, his tongue brushed mine and he bit my bottom lip at the end of the kiss making me hiss.

His cock, hard, brushed my stomach, even through the rough material of his jeans I could feel him. Huge palms skimmed my sides, pushing my dress up to my waist. He cupped my pussy, rubbing my clit with his thumb, the fabric already soppy with my arousal, “Is this for me?”

I didn’t reply, I just mewled, slightly bucking my hips to meet the movement of his hand.

“Is this for me?” he repeated, pushing his finger inside an inch with my panties still on, “Use this pretty mouth of yours, I need your words.”

Fuck he was so hot when he was jealous, almost like a different person, because normally he’d act less possessive and softer.

“Yes,” I breathed out, clutching his bicep for support, “Someone is gonna see us.”

“I don’t care.”

He snatched his hands away, fiddling with his belt and zipper, pulling his cock out, leaking with pre cum, hard and silky. My mouth watered. I thought I heard a distant chuckle from the bar’s front door. We were hidden behind the corner, but the thought of someone seeing us made my stomach tug.

He swirled me around swiftly, pushing my underwear to the side, giving himself a few strokes, rubbing his flushed tip against my needy cunt, lubing himself up in my wetness and finally sinking in, slowly, filling up every inch of me.

“J, oh, fuck—“ I whined, reaching behind to grasp his hips, feeling the head of his cock nudging the back of my pussy. Abruptly he pulled out, leaving me empty and aching.

“You know, I wanted to smash his face against that counter,” he pushed in again, his movements rough and persistent, “Fuck, he was hitting on you and you just smiled back so sweet and innocent,” another deep thrust.

His lips were next to my ear, one of his hands braced against the wall, another caressing and pressing my stomach.

“And the look you gave me, like I was fucking no one?” his teeth sunk into my shoulder. I couldn’t manage a response, I just let him fuck me and let it all out, because I was enjoying it too, desperately biting my lips to prevent from moaning, while he slammed his hips into mine, the sound of our skin slapping made me more eager.

“Wanted to fuck you right there so he’d know who makes you come hard, makes you whine and moan, fuck—“

he seized my hips, quickening his pace, fucking me faster, his nose brushing my hair in the back of my head, “Are you mine?” he whispered, sucking the spot below my ear, “Tell me you’re mine.”

I leaned against him, resting my head on his chest, panting and rubbing my clit in slow circles, clenching around his cock, “Yes, yours, I’m yours, god, fuck—“

His fist wrapped around my throat and he poured his tongue into my mouth, kissing me dirty and sticky, unleashing a new wave of desire. I went dizzy, my fingers flicked my clit frantically as I moaned into his mouth, holding onto his forearm for support, feeling his cock grazing my sensitive spot again and again.

“That’s right, you are, mine to fuck and kiss and smile to.”

“Jealous.”

He smirked, but let it slide, kissing me more, until I fell apart, trembling in his arms, my pussy rippling around him, “JJ—“

“Good girl, fuck, look at you,” his thrusts grew sloppier but remained deep, “Shaking in my arms, did I fuck you good? You like getting on my nerves so I could make you come this hard?”

Fuck him and his dirty mouth.

I let go of my clit, feeling tears forming in the corners of my eyes, locking in a long spasm, biting my fist to muffle my cries. He came a minute later, when my high subsided, his cock twitched, thick ropes of cum filled me and he pulled out, immediately fixing my panties, snapping them in place, “Keep it there, I want you to walk with my cum inside your tight little cunt, so you’ll be reminded who you belong to.”

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wings-of-fire-confessions · 5 months

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Jerboa III/Boa’s decision to take out animus magic made me physically angry when I read it. I LOVE The Dangerous Gift, but Boa’s choice- the more that I think about it- was terrible. Do I get why she did it? Yes, of course! Animus magic is dangerous and unchecked in most cases (and, as we see with Anemone, overcorrecting it makes it just as dangerous as if it was unchecked). I also love Boa’s character- her story is so tragic. That doesn’t make it an almost wholly selfish decision. I don’t see anyone talk about the way it threw out almost everything from both Arc 2 AND Darkstalker in one scene. Boa decides, completely by herself, that animus magic is too dangerous and thus takes it all away from the current dragons, disregarding any good it could do (like most of Turtle’s enchantments- the bowl, for instance, or when he healed Winter, or when Anemone healed Kinkajou, or even just useful items like the moon globes of the IceWing Kingdom)(this does not include the “fixing” Starflight and Tamarin’s blindness, just to clarify).

Everyone criticizes Peacemaker and how the ending of Darkness of Dragons seemingly went against its own theme (hi I’m the pro-arc 2 ending/peacemaker anon again 👋), but I don’t think I’ve seen one person talk about Boa’s decision. I know Tui wanted to write animus magic out of the story, but I think it would’ve been more appropriate for it to have been taken out by Darkstalker- a sort of “if I can’t have it, nobody can.”

As I’m typing this, some of Indigo’s dialogue comes to mind:

“Using your magic doesn’t make you evil, Fathom! Doing evil things makes you evil!”

“Shush. Fathom, listen. Our choices are what make us good or evil — what we do how we help or hurt the world”

-(Sutherland, p. 349, chapter 31 of Legends: Darkstalker).

And that just… went out the window in Arc 3, despite Arc 2 hammering that theme home, as well as that of autonomy- both of which Boa shattered with her candelabra. Love Boa and her character, but that was a worse thematic beat for the series as a whole than the ending to Arc 2 in my honest opinion.

Thank you for reading, I hope you have a nice day!

#wings of fire confessions #wof confessions #wings of fire #wof #jerboa iii #jerboa wof #animus #animus magic

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damianbugs · 1 year

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I read your pinned Jason post and just wanted to comment on how smart and compassionate he was while also being emotional and occasionally brazen, and how his negative traits were exaggerated to make him appear destructive and doomed from the start. But one thing that got completely overlooked was how mature he was for a kid his age. Like he was a parentified kid taking care of him mom, he never once blamed her or Willis for their misfortune. Hell, Robin-Jason’s morals barely encompass petty crime, addiction, etc. as “evil” traits. Nowadays, this obsession with portraying Jason as a completely immature, hair-trigger, child in hysterics, and the emphasis on having "daddy issues" without directly clarifying what they are and where they stem from; is so dirty. it's as if the writers looked at fanon's soulless (also classist) interpretations of him and called it a day. Their misunderstanding of poverty and crime prevents them from offering nuanced perspectives on the subject (also because utrh was released during a spike in the War on Drugs era), so there exist a million canon and fanon works of the bats explaining poverty to the homeless guy. (this is also not me saying he's even been right as RH, but the fact that they refuse to add any nuance to the conflict outside of Bruce irritates me.)

perfectly put anon. HEAVY on the differing perspectives of what constitues as 'evil' crime robin jason had in comparison to, for example, bruce. he was an incredibly complicated and mature boy who was a victim to classist writing in every single aspect of his story. even after the introduction of tim drake and how he was basically the exact opposite of everything that made jason jason you get the feel of, oh, so even in death he is ridiculed for who he was.

'Their misunderstanding of poverty and crime prevents them from offering nuanced perspectives on the subject'

this is so real. i think a very recent example would be the 'cheer' story for batman urban legends, which, to my dismay, is often said to be the best jason writing in recent years (to which, uhm, task force z, hello!) because of how the entire situation with the boy and his father was handled. obviously the father was in the wrong, and jason knew that — but suddenly, all the compassion and reasoning jason has for being a character like the red hood is completely pushed away until AFTER he kills the guy. he mentions something along the lines of having orphaned a child and he can't believe he's done this or something and i was sat there like.. what on earth! not to mention the atrocious young jason writing which shows him contemplating murder(?!)

dc has this staggering inability to separate the idea of poverty with crime and again, it is almost laughable how it is not even hidden in subtext. it is very obviously there. children of drug addicts and criminals MUST be evil, for some reason, no we will not explain why.

i agree with you in that the real tragedy of red hood is that he's become a consequence of bruce as opposed to batmans mission. when he was first introduced dc were setting him up to be, what i believe, a permanent spot in the gotham rouge gallery. meaning he would have been developed and stayed separate as his own anti-hero for gotham, being the ultimate enemy that can never be defeated by batman and alike BECAUSE they are doomed to be on opposite sides of a solution.

that obviously never stuck. and now we get jason in stories he doesn't need to be in, or written terribly all in order to emphasise his broken relationship with the other bats. which, maybe, could be done well, but most the time, isn't. red hood aka angry red bat 'daddy issues' extraordinaire jason todd.

maybe one day we'll get a writer who truly loves what jason can mean to a place like gotham and respects his origin but also how that would affect him into adulthood. one day.

#dc meta #red hood #jason todd #robin ii #character study #classism

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todomemolesta18 · 5 months

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I think people are overreacting when stella in circus episode just revealed tormenting stolas just because she want to or she enjoyed it. The episode itself it's bad they try to make stolas is always innocent but that's just come off make him more annoying than it has to be. The scene he supposedly stand up just seem he whining marry to stella and blame all that problem on her

Stella character is never treated with respect not from the show and not from the fandom. If the fandom actually can give much more proper backstory for stella why she end up being abuser do i have to explain in more further of how she wasn't even a character at all from the show. Also why is people react differently when loona being abusive they don't said anything but when stella did you talk how she is irredemable

I missed the days when the show felt complex and mature by having Stolas doing a big mistake by cheating on Stella and hurting Octavia... *sigh*

When I watched The Circus ep when it came out, my reaction was "whatever". I didnt care about Stolas and the abuse he had because Stella was so freakin cartoonisly evil. Another thing that bothers me is people acting like Stella screaming at Stolas because he cheated on her in their own bed it was a sign that she is abusive.

Bro... Even before we knew about her abuse... Like, I still tough it was a normal reaction! Stolas cheated on her on their OWN BED! And then after he has no shame!

Also, the double standard, yes. When Stella does it, she is a bitch, but when is Loona "aw, she had a sad backstory and has trauma QwQ" oh, so, if Stella had a sad uwu backstory too then you would excuse her abuse too?

I wanna clarify something here. Right now. Im not a fan of Stella. She is unidimensional, and an evil person because. The depth she could have was taken so Stolas was excused from his actions. Is not right what she is doing, but at the same time, is freakin hard to care for Stolas when the whole situation is so cartonish.

LOOK, if they wanted her to make an abusive wife, PERFECT. I do think is important to show that woman can be abusive too! But first:

-The show didnt hint at all. Her screaming and being angry doesnt mean she is abusive. In that moment it made sense that she was, I would be too. Hiring and assasing isnt abusive eather, or is a clue that she is. Ms Macberry did it in the first ep FOR THE SAME REASONS and fans LOVE HER. Stolas did the same thing, but they defend him because the show wobified him. Neglecting dad? Arranged marriage? Abusive wife? The man he loves doesnt love him back? He has depresion? Oh god...

-As I said, they did it so Stolas was completely innocent. Thats why lines like "i would be sorry if i hurt you, but we both know I didnt do that" or "cheating implies there was a betrayal; this woman never gave two shits about me" makes me so freakin annoyed. Because is where is more obvious why they did the abusive stuff. Not to add complexity or to send a message, no, just to excuse Stolas.

Aha, sure she didnt care; thats why she was angry and screaming at you, and trowing stuff, and calling you a cheater, and also hired an assasing because you cheated; NOOOO SHE DIDNT CARE, OFC NOT.

-Stella is a caricature of an abusive person.

In a different show, in a more mature one, like Bojack horseman or Tear along the dotted line, they would accept that the character is flawed. But here, is so... extreme. In the sense that Stolas has done ABSOLUTELY NOTHING WRONG.

And the Stolitz stuff? I will talk about that in my next post.

Sorry if this was long, thanks for the ask, anon.

#ask #anti stolas #anti helluva boss #helluva boss critical

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sluttywonwoo · 2 years

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to 🌌anon (not sure if this is the right emoji Hhshshd sorry) i absolutely agree with the Joshua ask hngggg imagine being in a one night stand with him and then he grows attached to ur cunt and well, he gets possessive when he finds out u have orher one night stands. imagine one of them being jeonghan, his band mate. HES GONNA GO FERAL AND MAKE HIM WATCH

sorry i need to let that out the HOT mv has been getting to me 🥵

-😵‍💫

“you’re not allowed to be mad,” you spit in joshua’s face, watching as the man’s eyes widen in shock and anger.

you hate yourself for the arousal that begins to simmer in the pit of your stomach at his expression.

“you’re fucking my band mate, i’m allowed to be mad!”

“no, you’re the one who said we weren’t exclusive!”

“so you go and fuck my best friend?”

“i didn’t know he was your best friend! i didn’t even know you were in the same group!” you shout indignantly. “why is it such a big deal?”

joshua huffs, running a hand through his hair. “because maybe i’m not as good at sharing as i claimed to be.”

you raise your eyebrows, surprised at his confession. it doesn’t mean anything, not really. he’s not asking you to be his girlfriend, not committing to anything, just telling you he doesn’t want you to fuck his friends.

“wh- but haven’t you been sleeping with other people?”

“no.”

another surprise. as a well-known musician, joshua could have anybody he wanted. the fact that he wasn’t taking advantage of that, especially when he was on the road, was news to you.

“oh.”

“i had every intention to,” he clarifies, ever the romantic, “but i liked what we had going on, so i never needed anything more. apparently that only makes one of us.”

“it’s not that-”

“do i not satisfy you?” he asks, cutting you off. “does he fuck you better than me?”

“no! i wouldn’t keep coming back to fuck you if he did.”

“i don’t believe you.”

“well how do you suppose i prove it?”

you were being sarcastic, but joshua grins.

“jeonghan? you can come in now.”

the door opens a moment later and the other man steps into the dressing room, smug grin on his face.

“what the fuck is he doing here?” you groan, unimpressed with whatever stunt joshua was trying to pull.

“i thought you’d be happier to see him,” joshua hums thoughtfully. “since you were so eager to jump on his dick.”

you should be angry, offended even, by what joshua was implying, and you were, but you were also turned on beyond belief. you had to clench your fists by your sides to keep from pressing your legs together in desperation. it was pathetic. still, you pretend to be completely unaffected by the words he’s saying to you.

“so what happens now? let me guess, you’re both going to fuck me and then make me choose who’s better?”

joshua’s smile falters momentarily, but he regains his composure almost immediately. “no. like i said, i’m not one for sharing. only i’m going to fuck you. and he’s going to watch. if that’s okay with you, of course.”

you shrug indifferently. “as long as i’m getting some dick.”

you see jeonghan smirk out of the corner of your eye, and take it as a victory. truth be told, you’d love a threesome with both men, but since that was off the table, having one of them watch you get fucked was the next best option.

you don’t necessarily want to stop sleeping with jeonghan, but you’re much more attached to joshua than you are to his best friend, and you don’t want to lose what you have with him by playing both sides.

“you’re such a fucking brat,” joshua growls.

“you love it.”

“take your pants off.”

“wha- all of the sudden?”

joshua quirks an eyebrow. “feeling shy? it’s nothing neither of us haven’t seen before.”

you pop the button on your jeans and shimmy out of them, throwing them at joshua angrily.

“you’re such an asshole!”

he catches the pants easily and drops them to the floor, trading a look with jeonghan who was still standing in the corner of the room.

“you love it,” he parrots, stepping close enough to you to reach out and put his hands on your hips. it’s the first time he’s touched you tonight and it immediately sends a shiver down your spine. you hate the way your body reacts so easily to his touch. you hate that he knows it, too.

he helps you take your shirt off next, whistling lowly at the sight of your bare chest.

“no bra? you knew exactly what you were coming here for, huh?”

“we’ll it’s not like you ever text me to just ‘hang out’,” you mutter.

joshua purses his lips but doesn’t argue. he knows you’re right. you watch as he brings a hand to the waistband of your panties, gasping when he slips a finger underneath the elastic.

“do you want me to finger you first, baby?”

you shake your head. “n-no… can you just fuck me already? i’m so wet.”

“i can see that,” he muses, glancing down. fuck, you shouldn’t have worn such a light color.

joshua snaps the elastic against your skin, making you whimper. he traces the outline of your slit over your panties, applying the lightest amount of pressure to your pussy.

“shuaaa,” you whine.

“hm?”

“don’t tease. need you…”

“you’ll have me, baby. just need to put on a condom.”

“she likes it from behind, shua,” jeonghan calls out as joshua rolls one on, clearly not really interested in being helpful.

“i know how she likes it,” joshua snaps. “if you want to watch, keep your mouth shut. otherwise, i’ll see you at rehearsal.”

#answered #anon #😵‍💫 anon #re: 🌌 anon #seventeen smut #svt smut #joshua smut #joshua hong smut #jeonghan smut

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Luigi's Secret

Chapter 16: Lee-uigi And The Tickle Tools

Luigi is just trying to get through a morning (and a day) without a lee mood plaguing him. But Mario is unintentionally making it SUPER difficult! And it doesn't help that Mario has an electric toothbrush...

This fanfic was suggested by an anonymous user who used a <3 in their name! So I'll just call them <3 anon. I hope you enjoy!

Monday Morning:

Luigi woke up to Mario’s alarm clock going off. He groaned and covered his face with the blanket, refusing to get up. He was too tired to get up…he didn’t want to get up. Screw work. He wanted to sleep the morning away. But…He knew he had to get up at some point. Otherwise Mario’s gonna get angry with him.

Luigi finally pushed the blanket off himself and grabbed his phone off the nightstand table. As he made a pot of coffee, Luigi opened up his phone and looked at the notifications. But a couple notifications down, something specific caught his eye:

[1:53am]

[trashyswitch answered your ask “I HATE being In a lee mood. I wanna be wrecked SO BADLY! PLEASE…”]

Luigi widened his eyes as he stared at the notification. She did not…SHE DID NOT…

Without thinking, Luigi clicked the notification, and opened his phone. CRAP! CLOSE CLOSE CLOSE! He closed his phone and attempted to hide the growing blush on his face before Mario noticed. Great…He knew this was going to be the only thing on his mind for the next hour, maybe even the rest of the day. And he could already feel the lee mood turning on like a simple light switch…

“Luigi?” Mario said to him, holding out a cup of coffee.

Luigi smiled and took the coffee. “Thank you.” Luigi replied.

“You okay? You’re a little red.” Mario asked.

Luigi nodded his head and sipped some coffee. “I’m fine.” Luigi told him with an attempted smile as he sat on the bed. ‘I’m not fine…I’m super flustered…HELP…’ Luigi thought to himself.

Mario smirked. “Okay…” Mario sat down beside him on the bed. “What is it?” He asked.

Luigi could feel the blush filling his cheeks all over again. Damn…he felt like he was doing so good hiding it too…why did Mario have to mention something?! Luigi finally sighed. “A…couple days ago, I sent my favorite author an anonymous message online. And…” Luigi opened his phone and opened the post before giving Mario the phone.

Mario read the post bit by bit, reading Luigi’s message before reading this person’s response. Mario looked at Luigi, before looking at the sign off emoji.

“Hat anon? That’s what you named yourself?” Mario asked, pointing to the blue ball cap emoji that was on the bottom of the message.

Luigi groaned and covered his face for a moment. “I was in a hurry when I wrote it...” Luigi admitted. “And my hat was the first thing I saw.”

Mario chuckled. “So…you were in such a bad lee mood…that you messaged a complete stranger about said lee mood…before telling me, your twin brother about it?” Mario clarified.

Luigi bit his lip. “Well…sometimes telling strangers who understand, is much less scary than telling someone you’ve known your whole life.” Luigi admitted.

Mario shook his head. “Nope…not for me. With other people, it’s a lot harder to predict their responses.” Mario told him.

Luigi hugged one of his knees to his chest. “It’s different if you know they’re part of the community…” Luigi muttered.

Mario softened his expression. “And…I’m guessing this was before I found out about it?” Mario clarified next.

Luigi nodded his head. “Yeah…”

Mario nodded his head and got up. “Well…looks like you kinda got what you were looking for. Some understanding, and a little tease.” Mario told him with a small smile, handing Luigi his phone back.

Luigi tilted his head as he took the phone, before looking at the phone for Pocket’s response.

[Awwww! Hi 🧢 Anon!! Wonderful to meet you! And goodness…this looks like a really bad lee mood…You need a little help with that? 😉 I don’t know when I’ll respond next, but I’ll try to help as best I can. 💜

~Pocket]

Luigi could feel the stupid blush getting darker and darker. Oh gosh…She wanted to help him?!

Luigi shook his head and quickly closed his phone. He got off the bed and started to get himself ready for work. He made and ate a quick breakfast, gelled up his hair, shaved and pulled out his toothbrush. But at the same time, Mario walked in and grabbed his own toothbrush and toothpaste from the closet.

Luigi paused his brushing as he stared at Mario and watched him load his toothbrush with toothpaste and turn it on. The dreaded vibration sounds filled his ears as he widened his eyes in horror. Luigi quickly went back to brushing as he tried not to lose his mind as he accidentally started imagining the toothbrush against his navel. NO, NOO, NOOOO. BAD TIMING, FINISH UP AND LEEEAVE!

“Luigi?” Mario called, his toothbrush out of his mouth and staring at Luigi with worry. “Hello?”

Luigi backed himself up rapidly in an attempt to leave the room as quickly as possible. But he accidentally backed himself into the closed door. “OW-” Luigi opened the door and sprinted out, not even taking the time to close it while he went to the kitchen sink to finish brushing his teeth.

Mario stared at the door with worry…and confusion.

What……just happened?

Mario finished up with his teeth, cleaned up his toothbrush and left the room with his toothbrush in hand. Luigi had always had a strange thing about toothbrushes, and he was now determined to find out why. “Luigi?” Mario asked, walking to the kitchen.

Luigi was just finishing up cleaning the sink, before turning around. “Yea-” Luigi widened his eyes and froze when he saw Mario holding his toothbrush.

Mario narrowed his eyes, confused. He looked at his own toothbrush, before looking back at Luigi as he turned the toothbrush on.

Luigi’s reaction was immediate. His face lit up in a dark red color as he whimpered and covered his mouth. “Whatareyoudoing?” Luigi attempted to ask.

Mario turned off the toothbrush. He noted the similarities between Luigi’s reaction to his wiggling fingers from Friday night, and Luigi’s current reaction to the toothbrush. “You…are in a lee mood…” Mario said, turning the toothbrush on again and walking slightly closer. “From this…” Mario added, raising the toothbrush higher.

Luigi whined and held out his hands in defense. “M-Mario DON’T!” Luigi begged. “You-YOUDON’TKNOW-” Luigi could feel his knees getting weaker and weaker the closer Mario got to him.

“Know…what?” Mario asked, walking closer to Luigi.

Luigi shook his head and backed up more. “What…toothbrushes are capable of doing to a lee…” Luigi admitted.

Mario looked at the electric toothbrush. Then, he widened his eyes and smiled brightly. Something had finally clicked in his brain. “Wait, is the toothbrush used as a tool…the same way a feather is used?” Mario asked him. Quickly, he turned off the toothbrush and pulled out his phone. “Hold on…” Mario opened Google and put the words ‘Tickle Tools’ into his search bar before clicking the enter button. A couple seconds later, pictures of different things began to show up in Google images.

Mario chose a specific picture and looked at them. “Hmmm…” Mario chuckled. “Feather dusters.” Mario told him.

Luigi squeaked and shook his head. “NOOOoo!” Luigi whined.

“Makeup brushes.” Mario added.

Luigi whimpered and covered his face, starting to curl up his body. He was imagining those stupid makeup brushes against his ears. “Noooohohohoooo.” Luigi whined, growing more and more red by the second.

Mario clicked onto another picture. “Hair brush.” Mario said.

Luigi started shaking his head left and right as he giggled helplessly. He had started imagining hairbrushes on his feet, unintentionally causing his socked toes to curl up.

“....Hairbrushes on the feet?” Mario asked with a little smile, watching Luigi’s feet curl up.

Luigi growled and tapped his feet. “Staaaaahahahahahaaap.” Luigi whined.

Mario looked at a picture of an electric item on Google Images. “What…is this?” Mario asked, showing Luigi the picture.

The moment Luigi looked at the picture, he squeaked and covered his eyes, curling his toes even more than before. NOT THAT TOOL! He could just imagine the thin thread piece in between his stupid toes. And it was making him giggle to the point of snorting now.

Mario rolled his eyes with a laugh. “What is it?!” Mario asked.

“YOUDON’TNEEDTOKNOW!” Luigi screamed. “Just tehehell mehehe!” Mario laughed.

“ELECTRIHIC FLOHOHOSSER!” Luigi yelled through his laughter.

Mario chuckled. “An electric flosser?” Mario typed ‘electric flosser’ into his search bar, and widened his eyes. “Huh…Okay. That’s a thing.” Mario reacted.

With that decided, Mario turned off his phone and walked up. “So the reason you react like that…is because you want the toothbrush to be used on you?” Mario asked.

Luigi pointed and flexed his feet, eventually nodding his head. “Yeheheheah…Ihihi *snort* Ihihihi kihihinda dohoho.” Luigi admitted.

Mario smiled brightly and turned off the toothbrush. “Okay.” Mario replied.

Luigi uncovered his eye, and looked at Mario with a small bit of confusion. “Wh-Whaha-” Luigi mumbled.

Mario took Luigi’s toothbrush from his hand, and walked back to the bathroom to put the toothbrushes away. “That’s it.” Mario repeated. “We can talk about this later.” Mario told him, putting the toothbrushes into the cups.

Luigi just about lost his mind the moment he heard that. Excuse mE- TALK ABOUT IT LATER?! “Then-” Luigi started, before throwing his hands to his sides. “What was thE POINT OF THAT?!” Luigi yelled, growing angry.

Mario bursted out in cackles. “Ihihi needed to know why you’re so scared of toothbrushes!” Mario told him. “And now I have my answer. So no need to worry…we can drop the conversation now.” Mario decided.

Luigi growled and slammed his hands on the ground, mumbling curses to himself as he got up onto his feet. OH MY GOSH… What a load of horseshit. The least Mario could’ve done is tickle him for at least 2 minutes before dropping the conversation. You can’t just tease the hell out of someone, and then completely drop the freaking subject!

THAT IS SO RUDE!

“It’s 8:03 now…We have a bit less than 35 minutes till we have to go.” Mario said, picking up their bag of tools and placing it beside the door. Mario added the tape measure to the bag and turned around. But Mario yelped and jumped when he saw his brother standing right there in his way. “WAAH- Mamma mia…” Mario mumbled, holding his chest. “I need to get you a bell or something.” Mario told him.

He tried to walk by Luigi, but paused when Luigi mirrored his movements, blocking his way again.

Mario looked at Luigi. “Uhhh…”

Luigi suddenly picked up Mario, and held him up to his own head height. “LUIGI! PUT ME DOWN!” Mario shouted, kicking his feet and grabbing at Luigi’s arms. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Mario yelled, super confused.

Luigi stayed silent as he carried Mario over to the couch. Then, he raised Mario up a slight bit higher, and threw Mario against the couch. Mario flopped into their couch and attempted to get himself up. But by the time he DID manage to get up, Luigi had flopped himself onto the couch beside him and pushed him back down. “Teasing the hell out of me?” Luigi held Mario’s hands above his head with one hand, while poking every inch of his belly with the other hand.

“WaitwaiTWAHAIT-” Mario shouted, throwing his head back with strong, jumpy laughter.

“Making me confess to wanting to be tickled?” Luigi continued, moving to scratch his fingers all over his belly. Mario pulled on his arms as he shook his head, laughing absolutely hysterically. “HAHAHAHA- LUUUHUHUHUHUUUU!” Mario shouted.

“And then DROPPING THE SUBJECT…” Luigi yelled, squeezing his side. “AND LEAVING ME TO SUFFER IN THIS STRONG, UNBEARABLE LEE MOOD?!” Luigi yelled next, poking at the belly button region.

“LUIHIHIGIII MEHEHERDAHAHA-” Mario shouted.

Luigi stopped tickling and let go of his brother’s hands. “And then only giving me 35 minutes to try and pull myself together in time for work?! To make sure I don’t act like a flustered fool in front of our potential future customers?!” Luigi added. “It…” Luigi growled and rubbed the bridge of his nose. “It’s one of the worst things you can do to a person in the community.” Luigi told him. “It’s like pissing off a person…and then forcing them to shove all that anger down and pull themself back together in less than 20 minutes. It…” Luigi sighed and got off of Mario.

Mario was breathing somewhat heavily while holding his stomach. He took another moment to breathe before sitting himself up and fixing his hat. “God…” Mario muttered, scratching his stomach to try and rid himself of the funny tickly feelings. But scratching his own stomach only tickled himself more. He quickly wiped his stomach off in an attempt to stop the stupid feelings. And…it worked?

Wait…

He looked at his own stomach. “Luigi…” Mario said.

Luigi looked at Mario and softened his expression. “Hm?”

“...You described something as a…after tickles or something…” Mario attempted to explain.

Luigi raised his eyebrows slightly. “...Phantom tickles?” Luigi asked.

“Yeah…” Mario said. “...Is that…when you feel ticklish feelings despite not…” Mario struggled to explain it, wiggling his fingers to show Luigi.

For some strange reason, Luigi didn’t grow flustered from Mario’s fingers…not this time. If anything, he only treated it as a hand sign.

“Mhm…” Luigi finally replied.

Mario looked at his stomach, before hugging his stomach tightly. “Ihi think I know what you mean…” Mario admitted, looking up at Luigi with slight embarrassment.

Luigi uncrossed his arms. “About phantom tickles?”

Mario chuckled. “Yeah…but also the other thing…” Mario said. He paused for a moment and looked down at his stomach. “...The…feeling of being flustered and then having to cover that up immediately…” Mario tried to say. “The…” Mario gave up his words, and shook his head. “...I’m sorry, Luigi.” Mario told him flat out.

Luigi huffed and smiled a bit. “It’s fine.” He said, getting up. “But for future reference…” Luigi pointed to the side, before looking at Mario. “A couple of pokes. That is all you need to do in order to calm me down from a flustering lee mood.” Luigi told him.

Mario tilted his head. “R…Really? You don’t even need a full tickle…fight? Just a couple pokes?” Mario clarified.

Luigi nodded. “Most of the time, that’s all I need.” Luigi clarified.

Mario narrowed his eyes as he got up off the couch. “...And what happens if that’s not enough?” Mario asked.

“If it doesn’t fully work, then I’ll take what I can get. Then I’ll calm myself down the rest of the way.” Luigi replied.

Mario nodded his head and looked at his watch.

[8:36am]

“We gotta go.” Mario told him.

Luigi grabbed the bag of plumbing tools and opened the door. “After you.” Luigi told him.

“Thanks, lee.” Mario teased.

Luigi’s face changed from casual, to shocked and slightly impressed. “E-Excuse me?” Luigi reacted.

Mario chuckled. “You really shouldn’t fall asleep with your phone open, Lu.” Mario teased.

Luigi widened his eyes. “H-How much did you see?” he asked.

“Oh boy… Uh…” Mario started to quote a couple of the sentences. “You saying ‘Help I’m dying’...then this Jin person saying ‘Ha suffer, lee’...and then you denying it…then Jin saying ‘Lee-uigi’...” Mario kept going.

Luigi groaned and covered his face. Fucking wonderful…Mario now knows about one of his online friends… “mmmmmmmm great…” Luigi mumbled.

“So, is the word ‘lee’ considered an embarrassing nickname?” Mario asked.

Luigi sighed. “Kinda…People don’t like admitting they’re in a lee mood most of the time…” Luigi admitted.

“Okay…So if you’re in a lee mood…then can I start calling you Lee-uigi?” Mario asked with the most innocent look on his face.

Luigi grabbed Mario’s hat and slapped it into Mario’s face. “Eat it, moron.” Luigi told him, before jumping onto the floating bricks.

Mario fell back a bit and put his hat back onto his own head, before catching up with Luigi. He hopped onto the bricks and jumped headfirst into the pipe, following after his brother. When they both popped out from the other side of the pipe, Mario and Luigi hopped into their car, and started to drive to their first location.

“So…Jin sounds like a teasy stronzo.” Mario said.

Luigi chuckled. “Yup…But despite his evil ler side…he is a pretty hilarious lee. But he’s got a huge, strong shell that you have to strategically crack open to get him to admit it.” Luigi explained.

Mario wheezed. “Wooow.” He reacted. “How long have you known each other?” Mario asked.

“Well…I don’t know…A while.” Luigi replied.

Mario turned the van to the left. “Are there more friends of yours that I should know about?” Mario asked.

Luigi smiled a bit. “Ummm…” He scratched the back of his head. “Yeah, actually…but…How about I show you their profiles on break. Alright?” Luigi offered.

“Okay.” Mario replied. “Lee-uigi.” Mario teased with a few laughs.

Luigi tensed his lips and poked Mario’s side in retaliation.

“WAHA!” Mario guffawed, slapping Luigi’s hand as he continued to drive the van. “Don’t be trying to turn the tables, signore. I’m too ler for you to handle.” Mario joked.

Luigi groaned and covered his eyes. “That’s…No.” Luigi complained.

“You see? I’m ler-ning how to properly tease you.” Mario joked next.

“Shut up.” Luigi complained with an embarrassed smile, covering his face.

“What? I’m just taking advantage of a good ler-pportunity.” Mario teased.

Luigi turned the music on blast. “Sorry, WHAT?” Luigi yelled with a smirk. “I CAN’T HEAR YOU OVER THE SOUND OF GREEN DAY!” Luigi yelled before screaming the lyrics to ‘American Idiot’ as they drove down the main roads of Brooklyn.

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