#oops I haven't been here in a hot minute

[wildbluewarrior]

"Man... Not a whole lot has happened, as of late... M'bored."

#into the wild blue yonder || ic #oops here's a blog I haven't been on in a hot minute

[glitchfiles]

heatstroke. [ljn]

pairing. mechanic! jeno x (afab) reader

wc. 3.8k+

cw. SMUT MINORS DNI!!, hard dom! jeno, profanity/cursing, outdoor/car sex, oral (m receiving), throat fucking, boot grinding, rough sex, degradation, name-calling (’slut’, ‘fucktoy’), etc…

an. i had this idea in june, but haven't had much time to write until recently. i had to rush a bit because i wanted to get it out before august/summer ends, I just made it lol. if there’s typos… oops… hope you enjoy :3

just before the muggy summer air lulls you to sleep, a series of sharp knocks at your windows jolts you fully conscious. as your eyes snap wide open, you turn to look to see a man standing outside of your car. he can tell by the bemused expression on your face you're struggling to figure out why he's here.

"roadside assistance, you called." realisation washes over your features, and the mystery man can't help but find it amusing how little control you have over your countenance.

you open the door slowly, allowing him time to move back, and groggily step out of the car. rays of sun prick your skin - the floral mini dress you had on left more of you exposed than covered.

"thanks for coming," you laugh nervously.

the sun is blinding, you can just make out the figure before you as you give your knight in shining armour a squinted once over.

his uniform consists of navy overalls and heavy boots; though he had taken the top half of his overalls off and tied the sleeves around his waist, you're sure he's sweltering. the white tank top he wore hugs his broad, muscular torso, which you can't help but ogle at.

"no problem. any idea what the issue is?" as he nears your car, you get a better look at his face. and just as you feared, he has a face to match the body.

his features are sharp, from his jaw to the upturned corners of his mouth to his nose. in contrast, the way his eyes soften up as he smiles at you fills your stomach with butterflies.

you catch yourself then clear your throat before responding. "no, it just broke down. i'm lucky i pulled over in time."

if you were trying to hide that you were checking him out, you were doing the worst job ever.

unabashed stares were far from foreign to him, he couldn’t say he minded them - especially when they were from someone cute.

he takes a quick walk around the vehicle, checking for any external damage. "tyres look fine," he mumbles to himself.

then he stops at the hood to pop it open. a frown settles upon his features as he begins to try to diagnose the issue at hand.

you don't even try to understand what he's doing, you're honestly far more concerned with analysing every square inch of the adonis before you.

"you okay standing out here? it's pretty hot," he turns to you. you had lost track of time, has it been a few minutes or a few hours? "you can sit in my truck, it has ac, or i can get you some water."

"just the water is fine!" you respond, even though cold air sounded like paradise right now actually, "i've always been somewhat interested in cars and stuff." you lied again.

"oh, really?" he raised an eyebrow, unconvinced.

"yeah, my dad used to fix old cars up - he'd make me hand him tools from time to time." you walked closer to him, leaving a few centimetres between your bodies.

"then, you wouldn't mind helping me out a bit? i think i know what the issue is here." you nodded vehemently, unable to stop yourself from forming an eager smile.

only when he walks away do you realise you have been holding your breath. you barely have time to catch it before he's back with two chilled water bottles in one hand and a hefty toolbox in the other. bulging muscles ripple across his arms, the sight puts a fluttery feeling in the pit of your stomach.

he sets the box down with a light grunt, then looks at you kindly and with an outstretched arm to hand you a cool bottle. the fact his hand, which you notice is comparatively larger and rougher, brushes against yours only exacerbates your condition.

you can barely look him in the eye as you take the bottle from him; you waste no time before cracking it open and gulping down a considerable amount. his eyes can’t help but follow the droplets of water that escape the corner of your mouth, trickling down your chin, your neck and then your chest before disappearing between your cleavage (which he had been trying to ignore from the moment you stepped out of your car).

“someone’s thirsty,” he mentally slaps himself and comments with a chuckle to ease the moment of tension.

he takes a swig of water before putting on gloves, picking a took out of the box and getting to work.

for a moment, only the sound of distant wildlife in the surrounding area can be heard. leaving you ample time to watch. the way his brows furrow as he concentrates on his job is more attractive than it should be.

“my name is jeno by the way,” he breaks the silence. you hadn’t even thought to ask, you quickly reply with your name. “where are you heading?”

“my friend’s place for a barbecue. this was supposed to be a shortcut, but it ended up leaving me stranded in the middle of nowhere.” he lets out a sympathetic hum before letting a comfortable silence fall between the two of you again.

he hands whatever tool he has in his hand to you and asks, “can you pass me the torque wrench?”

you stare at him blankly then you stare down at the array of tools laid out. the temperature of your body increases even further as he smiles at you knowingly.

“hard to think with the heat, huh?” he chuckles walking past you to pick up the tool you would have never guessed was what he was asking for. “don’t worry about it, you can just stand and watch,” he said as though that wasn’t what you had been doing up until now anyway.

he’s sure you’re not actually interested in cars in the slightest but rattles on about the topic. most of it all flies over your head but you nod and giggle as your gaze trails over the veins on his arms are he tightens bolts.

after a short while, he stands up straight. wiping his forearm over his sweaty forehead he declares he thinks he’s done.

“key?” he plucks off his gloves as you fish it out of your purse and hand it over to him. “glad you know that one.” he teases.

you watch with bated breath as he gets into your car to start it; sure enough, the engine purrs when he turns the key.

he jumps out of the car and flashes you a proud smile that makes you melt more than the heat.

"so...” he starts tucking his gloves into his pocket then he rubs his hands together before placing them on his hips. "how would you like to pay?"

"oh yeah, let me just get my purse. how much was it?." you open your bag to rummage around for your wallet as he tells you the price.

your phone…

sunglasses… 

a pack of gum…

lip gloss…

no wallet.

you smile up at him nervously, excusing yourself to go look in your glove compartment.

jeno follows you around to see you bent over and rummaging around. he loses track of time, too preoccupied with the way your dress rides up to barely cover your ass. he didn't notice how translucent the fabric was until now, he could just make out the outline of the thong you were wearing.

while he blissfully enjoys the show, dread fills you at the realisation you may not be able to pay. you desperately look for stray bits of cash, but you can’t seem to find even a penny in your car all of a sudden.

your frantic search yields absolutely nothing. you take a second to steel yourself before stepping back onto the ground and turning towards him with a doe-eyed guilty expression that makes something stir in his abdomen.

"i swear i had it but-" you mutter, finally moving to sit facing him in the passenger’s seat. he suddenly feels a lot bigger now you're staring up at him and he's looking down at you. "but it's not- i don't have any money so-"

"well, there are other ways to pay." only when the words leave his mouth does jeno realise there is room for misinterpretation but, for some reason, he doesn't feel like correcting himself.

maybe it was the warmth or the stress of your predicament, but your mind began to entertain itself with thoughts that had nothing to do with getting this man that you had only met today his money.

you blinked dumbly, absolutely none of the cogs turning in your brain as you started eyeing him again. starting at the neckline of his tank and then fixating on his deep collarbones momentarily before drifting down.

sweat had turned the white cotton covering his torso almost transparent. the material clung to the ridges of his toned chest and abs, leaving almost nothing to the imagination.

your mouth went dry; you were eyeing him like a dehydrated desert wanderer who had just spotted an oasis.

“like… how?” you blink up at him as though you don’t catch his drift. the innocence you feign starts to chip away at his self-control.

though he comes off as rather relaxed on the outside, jeno is rather rigid with himself. he had to be to run a business with any success. but at the end of the day, he was his own boss; no one had to know about this.

he glanced around. you were on a road in the middle of nowhere surrounded by woodland and he couldn't remember the last time he had seen another car drive past.

he could bend his rules this once for you.

“you’re not just a pretty face, you’re a smart girl, right?” finally, he gives into the desire that had been building inside of him since the moment he laid eyes on you. his charming eye-smile turns into a dark glare; his voice drops a couple octaves. “use your head.”

without another word, you stand up and sink down to squat, reluctant to get your knees dirty. you stare up awaiting further instruction.

“you know transfers are a thing, right?” he laughs sliding a hand over your cheek, feeling a switch inside of him flip. here you were debasing yourself for a man you had just met. “i think i like this much better though, clever girl.” 

he can’t believe you’re doing this.

he can’t believe he’s doing this.

you untie his overalls letting them drop down to his knees and tug down his boxers. internally you let out a sigh of relief at the sight of a well-groomed semi-hard cock. feeling it twitch up to attention as you wrap a hand around it. he groans out an obscenity as you begin to tentatively stoke him.

“you’re gonna need to do a lot more than that if you plan on giving me my money’s worth.” he tuts down at you, sliding his hand to rest on the back of your head. 

“whatever you want.” the seductive lilt of your voice makes him reel.

“whatever?” his chest rises as he takes a deep breath and forms a light grip on your locks. 

“anything.” you nod.

“then open your fucking mouth, slut.”  his voice suddenly becomes gravelly and commanding as he cranes your head back. you obediently open up for him, wrapping your lips around his tip to lap at the salty fluid that had started to spill out of it.

“hands behind your back,” the look in his eyes is wild as he watches you promptly obey him without reluctance. you want to please him, repay him for his kindness.  

you take the initiative to take him even deeper, creeping down inch by inch deeper with each bob; the more you take, the more drool escapes the corners of your mouth, dripping down in thick strings. you let out garbled moans, sending vibrations through him; his hand instinctively grips your locks, pushing his cock harshly into the back of your throat. you swallow a gag and tears prick your eyes but keep going.

“you’re so good,” he huffs, abdomen tightening, “you do this often? bet you’d let any man shove their cock down your throat, cheap fucking slut.”

you whine around him in protest, he lets you up to speak. you vehemently shake your head and choke out, “only you.“

“just for me.” his thumb softly endearingly caresses the back of your head. “god, what did i do to get this lucky.” he half mutters to himself before shoving himself back into your accepting mouth.

he continues to fuck into your face like you’re nothing but a hole and you take it. his head tips back as he lets out unbridled moans, comforted by the fact there was no one for miles to witness your debauchery, but infinitely turned on by the fact you were so out in the open.

jeno's breathing gets more ragged with each thrust, he hunches forward at the feeling of his orgasm hurtling towards him. if your mouth wasn't currently stuffed, you would smile as you brought a hand up to toy with his saliva-coated balls.

"oh my fucking- i'm cumming." it was the last push he needed before shooting his load down your throat. keeping you locked in place, nose smushed up against his pubic bone. all strength leaves your legs and you fall to your knees, the hard ground digs into your skin but the pain means nothing when he’s groaning about how well you’re taking his cum. you can barely breathe and your head is spinning but you wish you could make him cum again already. 

after a while, he settles down from his high and slowly removes himself. his hand grips firmly at your hair, keeping you in place. 

“what a fucking mess.” he sneers while admiring his work, how filthy you look kneeling before him. spit and cum cover your chin down to your chest; the low neckline of your dress is soaked. not to mention your makeup, black inky streaks ran down your cheeks. “liked taking my cock so much you forgot you had something to look pretty for.”

the look in your eyes was close to piety, unfazed that there was no way you could go to your friend’s house in this state. maybe he’d fucked your face a little too hard and knocked some sense out of you. it was the only explanation for you so gleefully offering yourself to every whim of a stranger; jeno was not a good enough man to refuse such an offer. 

“want more? you know, most of my customers tip.” he says in an expectant tone. “no pressure though.”

“wanna fuck me?” you run a finger up his thigh, skipping being coy - you needed him.

“i don’t know, can i?” he wants to toy with you, however.

“i said you can do anything, didn’t i?” you shuffle closer to him on your knees, batting your eyelashes up at him. 

“anything…” he repeats, dark thoughts run through his mind. a deep, shaky breath leaves jeno’s nostrils as he tries to contain the arousal stirring back up inside of him. he moves his leg forward, situating one of his heavy work boots between your legs; with the grasp he still has on you, he forces your core to come down against it. 

he doesn’t have to utter another word before your hips start moving. you bite your lip to contain the sounds threatening to escape you, shame finally kicking in somewhat. but he was having none of that; a sharp tug at your hair was all it took, he tipped your head back, and all the moans came spilling out. 

“good.” his praise encourages you to circle your hips faster. the panties you have on do nothing to hide how slick you are. 

you angle your hips for more stimulation, your swollen clit growing more sensitive by the second. you haven’t been at this for that long, but he can tell by the way your moans pick in pitch you’re nearly there. 

“close already?” he lifts the toe of his boot, pressing into you harder. “go ahead, cum on my boot. dirty, pathetic slut.” you whimper out pitifully as your orgasm finally wreaks you. 

he leaves you no time to recuperate before tugging your locks to make you stand and smashing his lips against yours. only now does it hit you that you’ve skipped quite a few bases, it’s the first time you’ve felt his lips against your own. 

you melt into his domineering kiss, trying your best to keep up with his lascivious pace. hands grope at your body, smoothing up your thighs and under your dress. 

a whine leaves your lips when his hands roughly squeeze your ass. he wastes no time attaching his lips to your neck, nipping at the skin as he moves to start pulling your panties off, you help him get them off the rest of the way and throw them somewhere into your car. 

deft fingers wander between your folds, collecting your wetness on his fingertips. the slightest brush against your raw clit makes you shudder in his grasp.

“gonna use this wet little pussy, just like i did your throat.” he whispered hotly against the skin of your neck, teasing your miserably sopping slit. “and you’re gonna take it like the good fucktoy you are.” 

now’s the point he’d finger a girl open a bit, maybe make her cum again. he’s usually kinder, more careful, less selfish; all that runs through his mind are animalistic thoughts of ruining you. 

you see the moment his resolve snaps completely, pupils dilating as a vein pops up on his temple. with no finesse at all, you’re turned around; a hand plants itself on your back, firmly pushing your torso down, you barely cushion your fall onto the car seat. 

he almost goes right in before the last fragment of sense left inside of him reminds him he’s forgotten something crucial. 

“shit, i don’t have a condom.” he slaps a hand over his face, vexed over the possibility of things ending here.

“i think i might,” you hurriedly reach into the glove compartment. not taking long to produce a foil packet and hand it to him; you turn to see he has an amused expression on his face.

“you remembered condoms but not money?” he snickers. “priorities.” 

you lower your head in embarrassment, begging him to get on with it. he obliges, quickly ripping open the packet and wrapping his cock up. with a deep hum, he slides his cock up between your ass cheeks. your back arches to push your backside further against him temptingly.

your mouths hang open in unison as he slides into you. he releases a long groan as he bottoms out, your tight unprepared hole swallowing him up deliciously. jeno’s body moves on its own, allowing neither of you time to adjust before reeling his hips back and slamming back in. his hands find purchase on your hips as he begins to pound you, digging into your curves for leverage; each thrust punching a choked moan out of you. 

���taking me so well,” he eyes the shameless mess beneath him, skin glistening with perspiration. he’s sure he’s equally as sweaty with the heat, probably more so with how much he is exerting himself; sweaty bangs stuck to his forehead, he can feel droplets racing down the sharp contours of his face to drip off his chin. yet he feels no fatigue, adrenaline keeps him going - keeps him fucking into you at a bestial pace. something about being surrounded by wilderness draws out a side of him so despicably feral, a side of him he had never been able to admit to having. 

when he said he would use you, he meant it well and truly. his cock bullied its way deeper into you.

“god! so fucking deep.” you manage to stutter out as he mercilessly crams every last inch of his cock inside. you’re sure he doesn’t mean or care to, but he hits all the spots that make your walls clench around him tighter, sucking him in deeper. 

“i can feel how close you are,” your legs shake, everything becoming more and more overwhelming by the second. his fingers dig into your flesh, holding your squirming body, “like being my fucktoy, yeah? gonna cream all over my cock?”

your legs shake and your nails scrape at the hard cushion beneath you as you bawl out incoherent words about how you’re cumming. your eyes roll into the back of you as the feeling seizes your body wholly. leaving your ears ringing and broken moans tumbling out of you as he drills you through your high.

once you fall, your legs give out and you fall limp on the seat. jeno doesn’t let up at all though. strong hands lay into your shoulders, your body is pressed further into the chair with his body weight. you barely have the space to breathe but he couldn’t care less, not when he was so close to the peak. 

he plants a foot on the car’s sill to anchor himself through a barrage of unrestrained, choppy thrusts. your poor car jolts and whines under their power.

between getting your throat fucked raw and brain-melting overstimulation, you could not form words; nothing that came out of jeno was coherent either, guttural noises of pleasure erupted from him. 

you only find out he’s cumming when you feel his cock twitch inside your sensitive walls. the fact he’s moaning your name between grunts is something you barely pick up; your body and mind have gone numb. motor function is off the table now, the only movement you can manage are involuntary muscle twitches.

jeno stills, basking in the fading pleasure, catching his breath. you’re too out of it to let out a small whine as he pulls out of you, leaving you devastatingly empty. 

“you good?” he pipes up, as you sluggishly pick yourself up. 

“fine, i think.” the heat and exhaustion have evidently defeated you; the look in your eyes is vacant as you wipe the sweat off of your forehead. you fix the straps of your soiled dress and plant your feet on the ground, your legs give out momentarily, but you catch yourself before you fall to the ground. he can't help but burst out laughing.

“look at you,” he takes your hand to steady you. the smirk on his face tells you he’s thoroughly enjoying the fact he’s fucked you to the point you can’t walk straight. “let’s get you cleaned up and home.” 

“thanks,” your cheeks grow hot as you limp toward his truck.

 “next time, bring money. not everyone’s as nice as me.” 

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© glitchfiles

#jeno smut #nct dream smut #nct hard hours #nct smut #📂 ..\ .◜◡◝

[thetopichot]

•°♡ Swoon!~ Prompts VI ♡°•

You lovely people of Tumblr have voted on more romance prompts & I've come to bring you more! Enjoy!

"Don't be shy, my love. Show me that cute blushing face of yours." (SOMETHING IN THIS ROOM IS HOT & IT'S NOT THESE HOT GARLIC KNOTS THAT I'M EATING-)

"Behave yourself, dear." (OOP- 😳)

"Here. Let me carry you."

"Are you alright, my love? Can you walk?"

"Your eyes remind me of those lovely fireworks."

Giving you their jacket/coat to show people that you belong to them.

Kissing the back of your handsssss OMG-

When you're tired of walking for so long, they just simply scoop you into bridal style.

That little headbump & then staring into eachothers' eyes. (IT'S SO CUTE BUT SO SILLY AT THE SAME TIME JBJBBVIHB)

The little kisses all over while giggling.

☆ミ Author's Notes Underneath 👇 ☆ミ

🩷 - It's been a hot minute since I did some prompts! Well technically my blog is mixed with simping & writing but sometimes it's quite refreshing to do prompts. It lets me take a break from writing a shit load of Yuurivoice content real quick & I'm assuming you guys, the followers that came here for prompts, are kinda getting a bit exhausted of me ranting about long haired men. It's always nice to take quick breath of fresh air to enjoy other things as well.

It doesn't mean I hate doing Yuurivoice content. Quite the opposite. I love writing the boys but there is another fandom that I want to get back into that I actually started writing with in the first place! The Yakuza Series which I hope that can resume the series sometime soon. I still haven't finished Yakuza 4.

Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this one.

#the cat speaks #simping #writing #fluff #writing prompt #fluff writing #fluffy prompts #fluffy prompt #fluffy #writing prompts #prompts #romance prompt #romance prompts #romance #writing ideas #dialogue prompt #dialouge prompts #romantic prompts #romantic prompt

[m1ssunderstanding]

Get Back Rewatch 55 Years On: Day One

So I know this has probably been overdone by lots of people on lots of years but I haven't done it yet and I want to so here goes: I'm going to rewatch get back with the days matched up and catalogue my thoughts as I watch.

We don't get to see George and John saying hi to each other, but I'm struck by how careful they are with Ringo when he comes in. "Hi Ringo, happy new year." From both of them, with full eye contact soft, sweet voices. I wonder if they're really wanting to be so gentle with him after what happened at the end of August. Not like walking on eggshells at all, but just very "we're working on doing better because we care about you."

While Paul's not there, John is giving George full attention, leaning in to him, facing him while they sing, and George seems to really love it

But then Paul shows up and you can tell before we even see him that he's arrived, because suddenly John's gaze is gone from George. His eyebrows shoot up, he chin-tilts, and (this sounds insane I know but it's what I just watched) his singing drastically improves. He's putting effort in, performing.

Paul sits down and the shy little grins and glances and inside jokes (at George's expense and hypocritical of John) ensue immediately.

Ringo's jacket. The black with the maroon velvet collar. It's very cool and it's very unique to him. I don't see the other three pulling it off the way he does. He just has effortless swagger. If the other three wore something like that they'd look like try-hards.

George's sassy little hair flip. "oh, you're recording our conversation?"

Meanwhile John and Paul are back at it like magnets I swear. Turned in to each other, talking gibberish, and strumming

George with the deadpan sass again. "Maybe we should just learn a few songs first." Lol he's so stone cold.

"Oh please believe me." "Yes I will." Come on. Do you ever stop? And then the silent communication when they screwed up. We don't see Paul's face but John makes such a cute "oops sorry" face and they keep going.

Paul's literally so bossy. I find it such a turn on, really, watching it. Just because it's him being a genius who has a vision and sucks at social skills. But if I were in that band and he wasn't letting me hit I'd literally hate him.

John's so delighted with Paul's "everybody's got a hard on... Except for me and my monkey." Because that's one of the ways he often expresses his love for Paul and Paul's giving it back to him here. So John's just "Oh he made a joke about my song. He's teasing me. He does like me."

Paul literally diggs John's part of IGAF so fucking hard though. Like as soon as John's singing, Paul can not be still. Can not. He just thinks John's so so clever (and to be fair he is)

Crazy eye fucking continues

Then Paul's off to talk big boy plans with the daddies for a minute. (would love to know who he waved at then sucked his finger) "Is this your place, Twickenham?" Okay. Feeling out a potential daddy's pockets. I see you.

Obsessed with Yoko's emerald bag and how she got her little boyfriend to wear the exact color of Henley. Ken was literally made to be Barbies accessory and he's doing such a great job matching her purse. She's so pretty and cool.

It cracks me up how extremely nonchalant Ringo is about Magic Christian. (I LOVE that movie. Ringo is so hot in it and it's anti-capitalist so it's a winner). Dennis O'Dell is all "the scripts are marvelous." And Ringo's just "yeah you told me." And then Dennis is like "I'll take up up and show you around these really great sets." Ringo: "yeah okay." It's almost like the other three have no chill so he has to have only chill to balance it out.

They really are so blunt with each other when they don't like something. "I don't dig that." "Scrap that." Which is good. If only they could've been blunt when they did like things too though. And I guess they were sometimes. Like John telling Paul to keep that lyric in Hey Jude. But I don't think they were half as open with their positive feelings about each other's work as they were the other way around and that's so sad to me.

Why does George single Paul out about the sandwiches? It's cute. I love it. But what is it? Is he particularly worried about Paul and food because Paul's picky? Is it just their relationship that they take care of each other in these simple ways because they can't take care of each other emotionally?

Fucking hell why does Paul literally flirt with everyone all the time? "No separation in there." "Rain or snow will do me." "Yeah, you're pretty right, Michael."

Pretty sure John was looking at the lyrics of TOU off that sheet that said "Another Quarrymen Original" at the bottom. I wonder what he thought of that. I wonder if it was there to signal him, and if so what was it signalling? "Hey this is about you."??

"Two of us Henry Cooper." Referencing a boxer in a song about him and John. Why? Because they're fighting?

#get back #the beatles #paul mccartney #ringo starr #john lennon #george harrison #Dennis Odell #mclennon #michael lindsay hogg

[buckybarnesss]

Hope you don’t mind me rambling in your inbox but just imagine the scene where Theo is lying to Scott about how Stiles killed Donovan, except Derek is there and he’s just staring at the wrench like ????? Something is Not Adding Up Here??????? Theo’s going on about how Stiles violently bashed this dude’s brains in and then it cuts to this shot:

Like honestly Scott I know you’re under the thumb of incompetent writing but do you really think this is credible evidence lmao???

i never mind anyone coming to my ask to talk about teen wolf.

now i haven't watched the whole donovan thing for a hot minute but the story relies on one thing and one thing only and that is the one true villain of teen wolf: miscommunication.

it could have been resolved in like 2 questions and boom go fuck yourself theo.

the whole stiles and scott divorce is acting like it's the follow up to the nogitsune stuff except there was a whole ass season in-between and season 4 didn't contain much fall out other than oop allison is dead now.

derek hale would not have time for this shit. he has other things to do.

he'd just be like "fucking really scott? you know whose gonna actually get brained with that wrench? your dumbass."

#my blog #thoughts on teen wolf #teen wolf

[elvisabutler]

blame it on the alcohol

summary: your boyfriend has been far too busy to enjoy time with you and some liquor. a break in filming allows for that to change. fandom: austin butler rating: m pairing: austin butler x female reader word count: 1266 this almost ended up short and then oops words warnings: p in v sex ( unprotected, wrap it before you tap it, bc is not 100 percent effective ). drunk sex. an argument can be made for this being maybe dubious consent because they're both drunk but they're both consenting to each other and would if they were sober as well so. author's note: welcome to day 28 of kinktober, drunk, giggly sex with austin butler. so apparently you give me a couch to write on versus a bed and i remember how to write faintly quickly. fascinating. everyone thank @ab4eva since SOMEONE requested this anonymously only to spill the beans later on. the austin/elvis fandom causes all of us to have no shame i swear. also i haven't been drunk in a hot minute ( i think i've managed tipsy like once or twice in the past 3 years ) so apologies for making them sound high or something instead. hope y'all enjoy!

The problem with dating Austin post Elvis being released is that he is monumentally busy. You knew this going into things, knew that there was a possibility that Elvis was going to skyrocket him into super stardom but you had thought maybe before it did that he wouldn't have back to back to back projects he had to film in between press for Elvis and existing as a mildly normal human being.

You don't mind, necessarily, because your own life and particularly your job has become a sort of hectic wasteland of neverending to do lists. Sure, you can handle it but you also very much would like to not have to handle it all the time. That particular desire might have led to the vacation time you have planned that coincided beautifully with a small and very miniscule break Austin has in filming. The vacation is really a staycation a simple weekend where you both can just indulge in spending time together in whatever form that would take even if it meant just spending all weekend in bed exploring each other's bodies. Truthfully that was kind of what you were hoping for when you had made the plans.

And yet, the universe has a way of changing things like that.

Austin doesn't drink a lot when he drinks, too aware that he usually needs to keep an eye out for his many female friends- that he needs to be their second set of eyes to keep anything from happening to their drinks but you're in a big enough group that it's alright for him to let loose. It's alright for his eyes to become a little hooded and his movements to become a little slower and less controlled. It's alright for him to look at you with this grin that makes him look at best 25, any tension he has in his face just disappearing in an instant. It's alright for you to be giggling against his chest, touching his nose and saying that he looks shiny in the lights of the club. It's alright for him to nuzzle at your neck and start to place open mouth kisses along your jaw. It's alright.

You look at him with a lazy grin, your hand tracing shapes on his chest. "Hi."

Any other time and Austin would be raising an eyebrow at your hi but he looks- you see his eyes filled with such fondness and joy it threatens to overwhelm you. He moves to kiss you softly. "Hi."

Staring at him, you're struck by a sudden urge to have your way with him, to drag him close to you and to ride him. Your eyes narrow just a little as you giggle. "Aus- baby, do you want to get out of here? Make friends with our bed. And each other?"

Austin pauses for a moment as he considers before answering you with his own giggle as he stands up and holds out a hand for you to grab so you can get up. "And each other. Are you propositioning me baby?"

You lower your voice- you think, in actuality you become about three decibels louder- to answer as you get up and find yourself pulled into Austin's embrace. "I am. I want to have sex with you, Mr. Butler. My hot hot boyfriend."

The group of friends you both went out with laugh at your statement with a few of them wincing in embarrassment before calling the two of you an uber back to your apartment. An apartment where you struggled with the door key but managed to get back inside and onto your bed with only one incident of Austin tripping over his pant leg trying to step out of it. Thankfully he only falls into your bed face first causing you to laugh almost uncontrollably for a minute before he attempts to glare at you only to start laughing himself as he crawls on top of you. You've been aroused since the club and he's been hard since the car so Austin wastes no time in entering you slowly, staring at your face as he does.

"Hi." He whispers, his hand moving to cup your face as he pulls you in for a kiss, his hips rutting against your pelvis slowly.

A giggle escapes you at how weird it is to be saying hi to him again, how weird it is to have someone say hi when they have their cock in you but it's endearing enough that you really truly can't help but giggle into Austin's kiss. "Hi."

He starts to move his hips a little quicker, one of his hands moving down to your hip to grip it. "You're pretty. So pretty. I'm so in love with you, you know that?"

You feel your body heat up more than it already was from the liquor at his words and you laugh softly, turning your head away from Austin his gaze seeming too much for your drunk self to handle. Still, you nod. "I do. You're pretty pretty too, handsome."

Austin's laughter had subsided a little the more he thrusted into you but at your comment he starts up again, his face scrunching up in mild confusion. "Am I handsome or pretty? Which one? I can't be both."

"You can!" You try and defend yourself, even as your hips move up to meet Austin's thrusts. "You can because you do."

"Sound argument." He tries to keep a straight face as his hand moves to play with your clit. "I don't know how I can argue against it."

"You can't." You nod solemnly before you feel the brush of Austin's fingers against your clit and hiss. "Aus- right there. I love you so much. I missed you and I love this."

Austin doesn't say anything, instead choosing to just look at you with a sense of awe and reverence that you've never quite seen on his face. In the back of your mind you figure it's liquor allowing his face to be just fully expressive. Another giggle escapes your lips until it's cut off by a groan as Austin does a particularly rough thrust. You almost are about to say something before you allow it to die on your lips, instead allowing yourself to enjoy Austin fucking you with both of you laughing every so often from your touches tickling the other and in one moment Austin sneezing because your hair tickled his nose. He doesn't give you a warning he's about to cum, instead just letting it happen, filling you with his cum as you follow him, clenching around him not too long after.

Austin flops on top of you, taking heaving breaths to try and get himself back to normal. You think he's done it and you're prepared to get him to pull out of you before you hear snoring. Austin had fallen asleep on you, your body shakes from the effort of trying to not laugh out loud at the fact that your boyfriend is currently asleep on top of you. You should push him off but you figure eventually he'll roll off of you realizing that his ass is still kind of exposed to the air and that while you're a pretty good pillow you don't quite compare to a real pillow. You feel your eyes start to droop as you trace shapes on Austin's back, the action working better than counting sheep at putting you to bed. You'll explain this to Austin later after you just sleep a bit.

Which you do, giggling even when you're completely sober.

#austin butler #austin butler smut #austin butler x reader #austin butler x y/n #austin butler x you #austin butler fluff #austin butler fanfic #austin butler fanfiction #austin butler imagine #ally's kinktober 2022 #ally writes #kinktober 2022

[yandere-plague]

[Yandere AI Handsome Jack]

(Oneshot)

Only just realised the pov switches a bit, oops.

"All of this... Will be ours."

AI Jack motioned around the office, almost beaming to be back in his, now dusty, office.

"Yours, you mean yours. Right?" I nervously chucked, I didn't want to be apart of this anymore. Being with Jack for so long is suffocating, and of course the only way to get rid of him is to go up to fucking Helios.

The deal was simple enough, I go up to helios and "get rid" of Jack, and he gives me a shit ton of money to start a new life, preferably away from Pandora.

"Well yes, mine. But uh, you still helped..." his voice trailed off as I walked towards the huge window, looking at Elpis.

"Woah... nice view..." the pink hue crack from the incident with the Eye of Helios stuck out like a sore thumb. It was pretty in a way.

"It sure is! Oh, and Elpis looks great too..."

I rolled my eyes, turning around and walking towards Jack.

"So... what now?"

"Now princess, you'll have to sit on throne."

The 'throne' was yellow, comfy looking office chair.

I sat on the chair, feeling needles gently prick under my clothes and into my skin. Scaring me a little.

"Woah."

The corner of his mouth raised slightly to your reaction, it was cute in a way.

"Thats the contact activativated dopamine injectors." Half of those words made no sense to you, you let yourself rest for a minute, a well needed break from the mayhem you went through.

"You look like you could kill someone with a phone call and a little base in your voice. Hot." He phased into the opposite chair, raising his feet onto the desk.

"I- uh- thank you?" Jack has been flirty, but not THIS flirty.

"So. What now?"

"Now, before I tell you. I have one thing to ask you." He narrowed his eyes, his face suddenly so serious.

I nodded slightly, he looked down, then back at me.

"If you and I ran this place, what would you do with it?"

"... hypothetically of course."

"Change Pandora, or just blow it up. Whatevers good."

He chucked at your response.

"Nice to see you haven't changed about Pandora."

"But... what if it wasn't hypothetical? We could run this place, together."

"What do you say (y/n)?"

You shook your head.

"No, nonono. I don't want to be some nobody slaving their life for their company. Thats not me, its not who I am." You stood up and crossed your arms.

"But you won't be a nobody-"

"No, Jack, just give me the money please. You'll never hear from me again."

He put his hands on his hips.

"Im not going to leave."

You scoffed at him. "What are you on about?"

Your robotic hand jolted up, you looked at him with wide eyes, your breath shaky.

"You're too important to leave."

Your hand slammed down on the chair, the force sitting you down. The grip was (literally) iron tight, trying to remove it was impossible, but you had to try.

Suddenly your hand jolted to the left of you, you saw a wierd pointy think jutting out of the chair. It was not there before.

you couldn't say anything before it was jammed into your Headport.

Cuffs appeared from the chair, your body now stuck to it. All you could hear was the sound of data being transferred out of your head.

You were beyond terrified, Jack shifted to the side of you. Watching you try and escape the cuffs.

"You're going to stay here, with all the money you could want! Its what you wanted wasn't it?"

"Y-yes but-" you couldn't think of the words, feeling light headed.

He began laughing, really hard, as he glitched in and out of existence.

Then it was silent, too silent.

You heard him again, yet all around you.

He's. In. Helios.

The noise stopped, though now you could feel your head pulsing in pain. The needles where forcing you to be somewhat docile, this can't be happening!

The device left your head, going back into the chair. You slumped your head, passing out almost instantly.

"Get some rest pumkin, I'll take good care of you."

#yandere #yandere hcs #yandere imagines #yandere x you #tw yandere #tw kidnapping #yandere borderlands #yandere tales from the borderlands #yandere handsome jack

[krethes]

@wolfstarmicrofic Day Twenty-Four: popsicle

Part four of the firefighter AU (links to come oops). This one is much lighter, and ofc 18+.

Read: Part One (Wildfire), Part Two (Inhale), Part Three (Accident)

"You're ridiculous."

"I'm working!"

"The point remains."

"Bah! Remus, you just don't understand fine art."

"I hardly think sitting half-naked on the back of the fire engine deepthroating your THIRD melted popsicle qualifies as 'fine art'."

"See, that's where you're wrong. I'm mostly naked. And this is my fourth." Sirius, sitting shirtless and in a pair of indecently tiny white briefs, covered only by a helmet between his spread thighs wags the mostly-gone ice pop at him. His lips have been stained red by the popsicle, and if Remus wasn't so cross with him, he might actually find this is a little...hot.

"We're here to pose for a fundraising calendar, not...whatever it is you're doing!"

Sirius leans forward suddenly, pressing the helmet against his washboard torso, and fucking leers at him. "If you're confused, Lieutenant Lupin, maybe I can give you a play-by-play later?" he purrs.

Remus feels his face heat up and has to clench his thighs, willing his body to listen to him and not show, through the robe covering his own mostly-nakedness, the effect that Sirius has on him. Fucker. He advances on him with a little growl, and is pleased to see a flicker of excited apprehension flash across Sirius's face. "You little-

"Captain Potter! How good to see-"

"I leave you alone for three minutes to pee because I'm, if you haven't noticed, massively pregnant, and you're at this again?" Lily snaps as she comes back to the tripod (the camera, not either of them, though Remus thinks Sirius could give it a run for its money).

Sirius does his best to look contrite, but the overall effect is wholly ruined by the drip of cherry popsicle sliding down his wrists. Remus can't look away. He's spent the last half-hour watching Sirius put on this obscene display. Letting Sirius go first seemed like a good idea at the time, because when he gets bored, he gets a little (a lot) chaotic, and there is plenty of chaos to be made in the station. But now, his boxer briefs uncomfortably tight and his mind soaked with images of Sirius taking the ice pop down his throat, sucking and slurping and making the worst (best) sounds deep in his chest... Remus can see he miscalculated.

There's no way he can go on next, not like this. It's a shirtless fireman calendar, not X-rated pornography!

"Cover yourself back up, you menace," Lily scolds, waving vaguely at Sirius's very obvious and helmet-less bulge. "Save your foreplay for when you're off-duty."

"I AM off-duty, as a matter of fact. You're just jea-... Ah, hello, Chiefy."

Alastor somehow pins them both with his one good eye. "Captain Potter, is there a delay? Tweedledee and Tweedledum over there are getting restless and loosening all the caps to the pepper shakers."

Sure enough, Fabian and Gideon Prewett emerge from the cafeteria with shit-eating grins on their faces. They see Chief Moody and Lily and beat a hasty retreat.

Lily shoots Sirius a mutinous look from around the Chief's shoulder. "No, sir, I-"

"It's my fault, Chief Moody, sir," Remus interrupts. Alastor is a good Fire Chief, fair if a bit brusque, but he's had quite a lot to say about Lily still working as Captain during these late stages of her pregnancy. Remus doesn't want to draw any further heat to her than necessary. "Heckling my husband, sir, sorry."

Alastor doesn't look entirely convinced, but he's clearly bored with the whole affair. "You have eleven more to get through, Captain Potter," he says gruffly, and walks off.

In the end, Lily thanks Remus with the night off to match Sirius's, and Remus thinks, or as much as he can with his husband's head bobbing away between his spread thighs, that perhaps the popsicle fiasco wasn't so bad.

#wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #my fics #lily potter #alastor moody #firefighter au #microfic #wolfstarmicrofic #popsicle

[arrestedforhomestuckcrimes]

Fics I will write one day....

Eridan x Alpha kids - <> Roxy, <3 Dirk, c3< Jane + Gamzee, <3< Jake. No plot ideas yet just want it. All I know for sure is Jane is NOT the one stepping between Eridan and Gamzee, but I can't decide whether Eridan or Gamzee as top leaf is funnier. Also Eridan ends up with Dirk b/c he panicked and asked him to pretend to be his bf so he didn't have to go to something Feferi planned.

Eridan x Karkat - No game AU. Feferi decides Eridan is FAR too stressed (AKA stop messing with her attempts to reform Alternia boy) and as a good ex, decides to hire a palesale for him. Pale BDSM, posture collars, gill fetishizing, impact play, etc etc etc. Actual WIP

Eridan x Gamzee - <>!!! I need this okay Eridan needs to be a dumbass about clown religion right up until he realizes it's the one thing Gamzee is actually serious about I HAVE THOUGHTS.

Eridan x Signless - :3c This one involves multiverse transversal. Universe A, instead of Signless getting killed and becoming a martyr, the empire decides to break his spirit by making him fight gladiator style. He wouldn't fight for his OWN life but knowing it's the only way to keep Disciple/Dolorosa/Psiioniic alive.... :3c When Feferi takes the empire, she tries to keep Eridan out of her hair by giving him this old Empress touched relic. uwu And when Signless dies for one reason or another Eridan tears the universes apart to get a new one- One who Isn't Perfect. But he can mold them... Right? Obsession!!! Might actually do this as two distinct Things. Part A as Eridan x Signless part B as Eridan x Kankri?

On that note an ACTUAL Eridan x Kankri <3< nonsense. They would be terrible for each other and I love it. Also Kankri's just fun to write.

Gideon Nav is Actually G1deon's kid AU. G1deon lands on the ninth chasing Awake Remembrance of These Valiant Dead Kia Hua Ko Te Pai Snap Back to Reality Oops There Goes Gravity. Lands far enough after that Gideon has been claimed by the ninth house, well before the baby murders. This is mostly about G1deon interacting with the other lyctors and Jod, deciding to keep Gideon on the ninth (and the ninth Intentionally not killing her b/c u can't kill the Saint's Kid. Not when he's visiting every year.) Maybe last chapter is Gideon and Harrow go to the lyctor trials but she recognizes Cytherea... Idk. It's in my head now and I can't get it out.

Omegaverse, Miya asks Joe to teach him to cook because he wants to impress the omega he has a crush on. Lasanga time. uwu Miya has a crush on Cherry and Cherry DOES tease Joe about this. Actual WIP

Draluc feeding off of Ronaldo and they both get horny about it. Ronaldo thinks he's straight so it takes a hot minute.

Pure PWP. Asriel and Ralsei should fuck IDK context yet but it's gonna happen. Haven't decided yet how involved Kris is going to be.

THAT SK8 VAMPIRE AU. S is a vampire bar. Or maybe monster bar in general. Ainosuke keeps draining his meals completely. Tadashi is a werewolf. Reki and Langa are both humans. Miya is CURRENTLY a human and one Ainosuke is thinking about turning when "this lovely young rose finishes blossoming." Miya is jealous when Langa starts getting all of Ainosuke's attention instead.

More sk8 omegaverse. Do every threesome combo in that "how not to start a pack" thing.

Matsucest stuff. There's like. So many options here. Too many. ChoroToto thigh-highs, every vampire brother gets one of the 18matsus as a servant, 18KARA GETTING BULLIED BY THE NEETMATSUS. Oso/Jyushi stupidity starting with "Bet you wouldn't lick XYZ" and ending with blowjobs. Etc.

[goofyjelly]

Oop ive started watching TNG here's my commentary some odd amount of minutes through episode one (pt 1 and 2 combined) as a person who knows almost nothing about TNG and has only every seen TOS.

DATA WANTS TO BE HUMAN 🥺

Also; BONES 🎉🎉🎉

"damn Vulcans >:(" never change , bones , Love it <3

And the whole Q thing-

WILL WHEATON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sorry, got distracted. Q's actor voices Discord in MLP and I have not been able to take him super seriously since I recognized that.

WESLEY!!!

He wants to get into cool adolescent hijinks and I respect it.

Oh yeah, and plot is happening. Also hot take (maybe ? Idk what the fandom is like lmao) but I'm loving Tasha.

Also Geordi is so fucking cool I love his visor and he's so SMART!!!!

Also the counselor (I forgor her name sorry y'all 💀) reminds me of TOS The Empath. Maybe that's what's she's supposed to be- I may just be dumb lol.

And Riker is obviously so fucking cool too- this show is amazing so far omg.

Picard don't yell at Wil Wheaton. Oop tragic past- bitch, he knows you knew his fathe-

YES MY BOY IS ON THE BRIDGE!!!!!!!! WIL WHEATON!!!

also I'm so late to the TNG gang but it's so fucking cool that there's KLINGONS in Starfleet

HOLY SHIT YES WIL WHEATON SIT IN THE CAPTAINS CHAIR YES!!!!

Omfg wait I forgot that Picard hates children

Also , hot take, and obviously I haven't even finished the first episode so this'll hopefully change; Im literally loving everything except Picard 💀 I've heard he's awesome , so my opinion'll probably change. But still lol.

Holy shit large alien ship??? Acting™ I love it.

Fjskjfdk the cities set reminds me of TOS<333

KIDNAPPING??????? CLEARLY ILLEGAL??? Picard is pulling some Kirk shit rn. YEAH , PREACH, Q! I'm starting to love this omnipotent goofy guy.

DATA! RIKER! All systems operating ✨✨✨

They all have SUCH a different vibe than the original crew; not a bad thing at all, but it threw me off a bit at first.

Also I love the random Vulcans just chilling around the ship 🖖 , the enterprise will never be vulcan-less.

Yes Riker, self sacrificial tendencies come with the job of first officer.

This barbie hates children ✨. Why tf would the CMO wanna transfer? (I forgor her name 💀 it's only the first episode y'all sorry). Her husband's death doesn't define her, PREACH!!!!

Oop y'all I'm at the 1:18:55 mark , I've gotta pause for now, but I've only got like 12 something minutes left so-

#star trek tng #star trek the next generation #goofy jelly thoughts #i meant to post this yesterday idk why i didnt lol #star trek #picard #william t riker #wil wheaton #tasha yar

[corruptedwraith]

Oops! Too much gut rearranging!

I'm sure I'm bruised internally but fuckjn worth 🤟🙌

At 💜 boyf's place for a couple nights and wowie the first 24 hours was just spent suckin and fuckin 🥴😵‍💫🥵

4 rounds in missionary, 2 rounds in doggy, a lot of me giving head,,,, (I haven't been that turned on from just giving oral in so long wtf-) (then again I haven't given head in a hot minute lol)

I'm here until Saturday evening still so >;3€ heeheehoohoo

#s/o tag 💜 #WraithPosting.txt

[baekhvuns]

Thoughts on ManU vs Barca 🎤 see that's what you get for taking the piss! M🍙pe saved PSG again 😅 Ramos wtf, French and Spanish NTs in shambles 🤡 The Spurs defeating Chelsea oops

Sigh I blocked so many weirdos over the past few weeks. Also found out I met one of them at some point 🔫 I don't mind when someone travels for one or two gigs, but attending almost every stop on multiple continents and always getting barricade? And fan signs are even worse

Yeah I heard the atmosphere amongst SM's staff is not the best, even though they have so much work to do with the way SM's calendar for 2023 is FILLED. Apparently some people at Hybe aren't happy either. I'm laughing cause some stans (ekhm Armchairs) kept insisting that there's not Big 4 cause Hybe USED TO BE A SMALL LABEL. And now they're trying to buy everything?!

You're right, Hybe hops on every trend, they're not pioneers in anything except shitty unnecessary vocal processing

Noooo exams stopping you from having fun once again. Doesn't your avocado uni know kpop acts barely come to Vancouver??? But I hope Baekhyun's world tour isn't just Korea, Japan, USA, maybe SEA and perhaps London, Berlin, Paris if SM is feeling more adventurous

Please do not dance to Single Ladies in front of me, it triggers my fight or flight response 😭

No rice wine in my blood system, but lots of coffee, tea, bubble tea especially, and hot chocolate! Btw Baek the vegan spots in Seoul are banging!!! ❤

Most Brits find posh accents silly and tbh sometimes they do sound ridiculous, but what can you do lmao. Posh people are on sight 🔪 since the class system is still very alive and present in the UK

Mou vs Mbappe would be quite funny, I think both of them might lose their shit every 10 minutes 😭😭😭😭

Have you won the lottery yet? Instead of dreaming about being rich I had another Hwa dream...... well that dream won't to come true and I think it's for the best aksjaushwjajjsjaja

They're baby girling without knowing it lmao

Also they're doing dirty blonde SO DIRTY WHYYYYY. I voted black to piss people off, grey deserves better as well

Ok London isn't that cold rn and Seonghwa probably warmed up while jogging, but goddd wtf. We've been blessed by the calves tho. And here.... the slippers lol

I'm ready for more Kai serves! The wings huhu, I almost didn't notice he was half naked

Btw model, miss Tenelka has posted a new fic, I haven't read it yet, but my friend said it's model Hwa. AND I also had lavender oat milk latte and the same drink was mentioned in the fic, idk what to do with this info

Baek, what Wooyoung fencer AU, you need to focus on Yunho bestie 🤧😭

Snake Hwa agenda. Stop I was about to go to sleep at a respectable hour for a change, but HIM I'm devastated. How am I supposed to sleep

😭

And now some whiplash 🧍🏼‍♀️ - DV 💖

hello!!

Thoughts on ManU vs Barca 🎤 see that's what you get for taking the piss! M🍙pe saved PSG again 😅 Ramos wtf, French and Spanish NTs in shambles 🤡 The Spurs defeating Chelsea oops

barca played better, bodied man utd’s defenders the only good player was casmiro and thats cause starboy pedri was injured 🔫 BUT man utd was good! did u get the storm? MBAPPE ??? it was that small 5’7 boy from rosario actually, yeah but their duo is def >>> every team in shambles atp what even is going on

and waking up to this, YOU HAVE A BEAUTIFUL WIFE AND TWO KIDS HOW HARD IS IT TO BE A GOOD MAN 😭😭😭😭 another one for prison fc i guess and did u hear about the m***n g***n***d’s news 😭😭

Sigh I blocked so many weirdos over the past few weeks. Also found out I met one of them at some point 🔫 I don't mind when someone travels for one or two gigs, but attending almost every stop on multiple continents and always getting barricade? And fan signs are even worse

YOU MET THEM??? DBSJDHSJDHKS did u get the vibes from them,, YEAHH travelling to every stop, tiring and the $$$$??? i just want their wealth tbh <3

Yeah I heard the atmosphere amongst SM's staff is not the best, even though they have so much work to do with the way SM's calendar for 2023 is FILLED. Apparently some people at Hybe aren't happy either. I'm laughing cause some stans (ekhm Armchairs) kept insisting that there's not Big 4 cause Hybe USED TO BE A SMALL LABEL. And now they're trying to buy everything?!

iM sorry did they say there’s no big 4??? but weren’t they the ones…who made a big statement in your face type repeatedly that hybe was now big4… yEAAAHH i wonder how the sm staff’s are being held bc maybe their salary would be cut? it just seems like it’ll be a very hostile environment between two companies…no more interactions at award shows 🤚🏻 SM ARTISTS BOOKED AND BUSY GOOD FOR US 😭😭😭 AND WHAT IS THIS WHO’S SM FANS??? THIS IS NOT WE, ONLY A FEW 😭😭 anon u gotta go see this in irl

this would be ideal but i don’t think it’ll work out very easily tbh maybe like how super junior have their own label then it may!

now we using paper companies???? jail party omg prison fc is in talks for some MAJOR transfers!! this is a reborn rich episode

SHUT UP THIS IS SO FUNNY RVWKHDWKHDKW LEE SOO MAN ALWAYS GEYS THE LAST LAUGH ONCE A SCAMMER ALWAYS A SCAMMER 😭😭😭😭

You're right, Hybe hops on every trend, they're not pioneers in anything except shitty unnecessary vocal processing

YEAHH the whole sm doing the 90’s theme with snsd, shinee, exo and implementing it in their groups and no one said anything until it was hybe time and suddenly it’s a trend <3 they started the auto tune trend i guess then 😭😭

Noooo exams stopping you from having fun once again. Doesn't your avocado uni know kpop acts barely come to Vancouver??? But I hope Baekhyun's world tour isn't just Korea, Japan, USA, maybe SEA and perhaps London, Berlin, Paris if SM is feeling more adventurous

exams always stop me form having fun but canada is currently freezing in snow so there never is fun 😭😭 NO BC THEY GOTTA KNOW ATP! ANOTHER UNI HERE HAS AN ARENA WHERE EXO CAME AND THEY KNOW! THEIR EXAMS ALWAYS HAVE A SUS DATE but they also had a cheating scandal so maybe avo uni is better <3 YEAAAH i think since baek is very outspoken he’ll def have a lot of places to tour in,, remembering the exodus era he’ll def go to europe! he’s got a fascination with london <3 idk about kai tho i rmr he got threatened w knives in london apparently

Please do not dance to Single Ladies in front of me, it triggers my fight or flight response 😭 /// No rice wine in my blood system, but lots of coffee, tea, bubble tea especially, and hot chocolate! Btw Baek the vegan spots in Seoul are banging!!! ❤

LMFAOOOO 😭😭😭

WATER !!!!! WATER !!!!! ASI ASI ASI HALA WATER !!!! are they??? omg anon start a food blog im about to drop a follow!!

Most Brits find posh accents silly and tbh sometimes they do sound ridiculous, but what can you do lmao. Posh people are on sight 🔪 since the class system is still very alive and present in the UK /// Mou vs Mbappe would be quite funny, I think both of them might lose their shit every 10 minutes 😭😭😭😭

AHHHHH what a fascinating place the UK is truly, do u guys mock them when u spot them,,, what about those girlies with concealer lips and the if you don’t know me i’m m to the b 😭😭 THEY DEF WOULD FBDNDB their strategy get their clash would need a desperate documentary

Have you won the lottery yet? Instead of dreaming about being rich I had another Hwa dream...... well that dream won't to come true and I think it's for the best aksjaushwjajjsjaja

see,, now,, a 5$ lottery is quite big for me ok! SO YES I HAD THE 5$ ONE! WAITING FOR A 48 MILLION ONE ACTUALLY!! WHAT DREAM PPPT PPTT RIGHT NOW ANON 🔫🔫

They're baby girling without knowing it lmao //// Also they're doing dirty blonde SO DIRTY WHYYYYY. I voted black to piss people off, grey deserves better as well

these all baby girls are dressed like manic pixie girls in romcoms 😭😭😭 WHAT THE FUCK THEY MEAN DIRTY BLOND IS HIS WORST?????? DO THEY NOT RMR WAVE ERA?????? WHAAAAT ATINYS HAVE NO MF TASTE ALL THE 1,432 OF THEM grey deserved the angst award tbh,, peak angst

also does this not look like they’re about to drive for mercedes in f1 😭😭

Ok London isn't that cold rn and Seonghwa probably warmed up while jogging, but goddd wtf. We've been blessed by the calves tho. And here.... the slippers lol /// I'm ready for more Kai serves! The wings huhu, I almost didn't notice he was half naked

when he posted those photos, my eyes went to his feet bc why is he barefoot in that nasty ass city come on 😭😭😭 they’re all peak london boys now 🤚🏻u think if hwa was from england he’d have a posh accent and live in the buckinghamshire area

Btw model, miss Tenelka has posted a new fic, I haven't read it yet, but my friend said it's model Hwa. AND I also had lavender oat milk latte and the same drink was mentioned in the fic, idk what to do with this info

MISS TENELKADJOWRITES DIDDDDD I READ ITTT IT WAS MODEL HWA DJWKDHWKDHSK U NEED TO READ IT!!!!!!! atp, are u miss tenelka in disguise 🤨 some psychic stuff sussy 🤨

Baek, what Wooyoung fencer AU, you need to focus on Yunho bestie 🤧😭 /// Snake Hwa agenda. Stop I was about to go to sleep at a respectable hour for a change, but HIM I'm devastated. How am I supposed to sleep

nO BC HEAR ME OUT ITS A FAMILY RIVALS TO LOVERS WHERE THEYRE BOTH SO MAD AND HE CHALLENGES THE YN ON A FENCING MATCH IN A ALL WHITE ROOM IN THEIR MEGA BIG ACADEMY AND THEYRE JUST ON THEIR WAY TO KILL EACH OTHER but guess who’s been in love this entire time <3

STOP I RMR THAT VIDEO 😭😭😭😭 A SNAKE AND A DRAGON DO U RMR THE SAN ANALYSIS 😭😭😭 THE GANGSTER

😭 //// And now some whiplash 🧍🏼‍♀️ - DV 💖

anon that was not a whiplash,, that was a whole crash what the hell 😭😭😭

PLEASE FHWKFHEK

WHAT 😭😭😭

i saw this and thought that matthew mcconaughey would be the perfect schumacher if they ever did a biopic on him

i think atz would go kinda crazy if this happened AND SO IT SHOULD NOT THANK U <3

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

[coimeadaisiochana]

“Haa... T’in’s ‘ave been awfully quoiet, lately...”

#ex military shopkeeper || aislin #oops I haven't been here in a hot minute #outside of promoing my new oc #so I guess I should say I haven't done anything ic here in a hot minute #I still need to finish aislin's new blog

[oikawaplssteponme]

PART 10 | previously: part 9 | masterlist

pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x fem! reader

ratings/warnings: swearing, ✨SPICY CONTENT✨ (16+ is probably best) (reminder that characters are aged up)

synopsis: When UA’s hot heads, Katsuki Bakugou and you, are forced to put your hatred for each other aside and plan the third year Prom, things end up getting a little heated...

a/n: hi hi!! ahhh the moment we’ve all been waiting for (or i have been at least☺️) this part is pretty long oops but honestly worth it ahah✨ thank you again for all the love on this, it means a lot 💕 enjoy xx

•

ten: say it

The day had come. It was the night before Prom. These agonizing months of planning would soon be over. All your hard work would be on display for your entire grade to see. But what seemed to be stressing you out the most was that you and Bakugou wouldn’t have an excuse to spend time together, or even talk. Odds were that the second the dance is over, you and Bakugou would go back to enemies, or worse, strangers. That thought didn’t sit well with you. After all, you now had such strong feelings for Bakugou. The last thing you wanted was for him to ignore you. Though you felt that was what probably would happen.

“Aren’t you all just so excited for tomorrow?” squealed Mina.

“Not like you haven't asked us the same question a hundred times,” groaned Denki. Mina huffed.

“Well excuse me for being excited for our first Prom.”

“And last gladly,” you added. Your friends looked at you.

“Damn Y/N you could at least pretend to be excited,” joked Kirishima. You laughed nervously.

“Ah sorry. I’ve never been one to like dances,” you admitted.

“Come on, everyone likes dances,” insisted Uraraka. You shook your head.

“I don’t. They are too loud, too crowded, too many idiots who think they can dance when they really can’t.”

“I don’t think anything could be much louder than your quirk Y/N,” laughed Sero. You playfully hit his arm.

“Whatever. Well if you dumb dumbs want a good Prom tomorrow, I have some last minute planning I need to take care of,” you explained. You got up the couch where you were seated and went over to your dorm room. You changed into your pajamas, just a t-shirt and shorts, and went down to the basement.

You had asked Bakugou for the keys earlier so you didn’t have to worry about the basement being locked. You opened the door, the familiar wave of dingy basement overwhelmed your senses just as it did the first time you went inside. You signed.

I definitely won’t miss the smell.

You went over to the endless piles of boxes, shuffling through them.

Where the fuck are they?

Finally you found just what you were looking for. The crowns for Prom King and Queen. Cheesy, yes, but some traditions never die. You grabbed the dusty crowns and a cleaning wipe and sat down on the table. You crossed your legs and began to clean off the plastic crowns.

“I figured I would find you down here.” You whipped your head around to see Bakugou.

“Nowhere else I’d rather be,” you joked. Bakugou joined you on the table.

“Who do you think is gonna win?” asked Bakugou, pointing to the crowns.

“I know Aoyama has been practically begging people to vote for him so I hope he wins. I think Momo had mentioned wanting to win, but so did Mina so I guess we'll know tomorrow,” you explained. Bakugou nodded. He took the queen crown from your hands and placed it on your head.

“Yeah, you’d look pretty stupid if you won so hopefully no one votes for you,” he said. You yanked the crown off of your head and slapped Bakugou’s arm.

“Fuck off,” you laughed. Bakugou sighed.

“I guess this is kinda it,” said Bakugou. You looked down.

“Yeah, I guess it is,” you whispered.

“You know what Y/N, you’re not all that bad really.”

“It only took you three years to realize that dumbass...but thanks,” you smiled.

The tension between you and Bakugou, well, you could cut it with a knife. He sat so close to you, your feet dangling over the edge of the table. Before you even realized what you were doing, you were moving. You hopped off of the table and stood in front of Bakugou, in between his legs.

“What are you doing dumbass-”

“Just shut up for a second.” You looked down, refusing to make any eye contact with him. You took the collar of Bakugou’s shirt with your shaky hands. You gripped onto it and pulled him towards you, still not looking at him. You weren’t even thinking at this point, just letting your actions take over.

“Y/N look at me,” ordered Bakugou. You took a deep breath and slowly lifted your head up. Your eyes met Bakugou’s. You began to slowly move closer to him.

“Katsuki I-I-”

“It’s past curfew, you two should be in your dorms.”

“Fucking hell-”

You immediately jumped away from Bakugou and both of you looked over to the familiar voice.

“Uh we’re sorry Mr. Aizawa,” you apologized.

“Whatever last minute planning you two need to do, you can do it in the morning. Get to your rooms.”

“Right.” You and Bakugou immediately sprinted out the door. Your skin burned, you were so embarrassed. How could you think to confess your feelings to Bakugou like that?

~

You caught your breath once you were back at the dorms. Bakugou stood next to you.

“Well goodnight Kat-”

Before you could finish your sentence, Bakugou had grabbed your hand and was leading you towards his room.

“Katsuki its late-”

“Then you should be quiet.” Bakugou unlocked the door to his room and brought you inside. He instantly closed the door behind you and pinned your wrists onto the door.

“What the hell was that?” he huffed. His breath was heavy on your face, which didn’t help the burning sensation you felt all over you.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you lied.

“In the basement.”

“Well I-I...”

Bakugou looked you dead in the eyes.

“You were gonna kiss me, weren’t you?” Your eyes grew.

“W-what? Me? Kiss you? No…” Bakugou chuckled. He began to rub his thumbs up and down on your skin as he held your wrists to the door.

“Are you really getting timid on me Y/N? What happened to that hot-head personality we all love?” Bakugou was visibly taunting you. Every smirk, every glance up and down, every time he would tighten his grip on you. He wanted to see you flustered, and it was working.

“I-uh-” He laughed again.

“Come on princess, don’t play dumb with me. Go on, say it.”

“W-what?”

“I haven’t got all day Y/N.”

“Say what?” Bakugou licked his lips and whispered in your ear.

“Say that you want me just as badly as I want you.”

Before you could even think, words spilled out of your mouth.

“Make me.”

Bakugou tilted his head back, letting out a breathy: “Fuck…” before looking back at you.

“You really wanna play this game dumbass?” You gulped.

“Yes…”

Bakugou smirked at you, licking his lips once more.

“Alright, then how’s this?”

Bakugou let go of your wrists and snaked his hands around your waist, gripping around you tightly. He took another small shuffle closer to you. His thumbs rubbing the hem of your shirt, slowly exposing more skin.

“You’re gonna have to try a little harder than that Katsuki,” you said breathily, your heart pounding out of your chest.

“How about now?” Bakugou slowly moved his hands from your waist and down to your ass. You lost your breath at his touch. Bakugou brushed the tip of his nose against yours, a cheeky smile on his face.

“Nope,” you whispered. It was impressive enough that you could even form a sentence at this point. The entire room felt like a million degrees.

“Last chance Y/N…”

Bakugou removed one of his hands from his grip on you and brought it up to your face. He caressed your cheek softly. He then took his thumb and pressed it on your aching lips before painfully slowly dragging it down. He brought his face close to yours again, your lips almost touching.

“Go on...say it.”

You couldn’t take his teasing any longer. His hot breath mixing with yours. He was so close, smirking at you. He knew exactly what he was doing. So, there was only one thing for you to do.

“Fuck you Katsuki.”

You closed the gap between yours and Bakugou’s lips, kissing him intensely. Bakugou didn’t waste another second, immediately picking you up and carrying you towards his bed. He laid you down on your back, hovering over you as he continued to kiss you. You tugged at the collar of his shirt.

“Eager much?” he teased, pulling his shirt over his head. His perfectly sculpted body was breathtaking to say the least.

“You’re staring Y/N.”

“I am not,” you huffed. You took your t-shirt, taking it off as well. Bakugou’s eyes grew as he looked at you just in your bra.

“Look who is staring now?”

“Shut up.” Bakugou dipped back down, kissing you again. You brought your hands up to his hair, running your fingers through it. Bakugou began to trail his lips down to your neck, placing endless kisses all over you. He then began to suck on your neck, slowly.

“Maybe I’ll just have to spell my name all over you. Mark you up...make sure everyone knows you’re mine,” he groaned against your neck. Chills trailed down your spine.

“Fuck Katsuki…”

“God I love it when you say my name-”

Bakugou continued to kiss your neck, marking you up as promised. You started to breath a little faster, your heart pounding. You brought Bakugou’s head back up to face you, bringing your lips to his.

It was everything you wanted and more. The way he kissed you. The way his skin was pressed against yours. It was magic.

You continued to run your fingers through his hair, pulling slightly just to get him as to you as possible.

“God you’re so fucking gorgeous. Fuck princess-.” At this point, Bakugou was just spitting out whatever thoughts came to mind. You were intoxicating to him.

He tucked his arm under you, flipping you so that you were now straddling him. You held his warm face in between your rough hands. He gripped onto your hips, pulling you closer to him.

“Wait Katsuki I-I,” you broke away from the kiss for just a moment.

“Did I do something wrong?” he asked. You smiled, shaking your head.

“No not at all. It just um-” Bakugou sat up, having you sit in his lap. You wrapped your arms around his neck.

“This is probably terrible timing but...Katsuki Bakugou, I think I’m in love with you,” you said nervously. Bakugou smiled.

“I know dumbass, I’m not stupid.” He placed a kiss on your forehead. You smiled shyly.

“That's all I wanted to say...we can go back to what we were doing.” Bakugou chuckled.

“So eager again.”

~

Your head rested on Bakugou’s chest as he traced his finger along your back. It had to be at least 3am.

“It’s way past your bedtime Katsuki,” you whispered.

“Who needs sleep when I’ve got you here,” he said. You looked up at him and smiled.

“We still do, silly,” You tapped his nose. Bakugou sat up.

“Hold on…” He got up from the bed and walked over to his closet.

“Here.”

“Your skull t-shirt?”

“Yeah…uh, you don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to-”

“Of course I want to wear it.” You slipped his favorite shirt on. A smile now appeared on Bakugou’s face.

“Y-you look good,” he said nervously, his cheeks flushed red. You chucked grabbing his arm to lay back down with you.

“Maybe we should get some sleep,” he smiled, rubbing your back again. You nestled your head into the crook of Bakugou’s neck.

“Hmmm okay…” you yawned. Bakugou chuckled.

“Get some rest dumbass.” Bakugou wrapped his arms around you as you laid on his chest. Your breath and his were perfectly in time. Bakugou waited until you were asleep for him to sleep as well. The both of you drifting to sleep with silly smiles plastered on your faces.

•

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[starssuki]

Take out ⟨Izuku Midoriya⟩

—Izuku comes home agitated, he just wants to eat and cuddle with you but you forgot to cook dinner. Now he's hungry and angry, yelling at you for not cooking while you were fantasizing about him bending you over the kitchen counter, ramming his dick in and out of you.

—A/N: Hhhh I'm pretty sensitive to people yelling at me but I tried to not make him sound ~too~ mean, I also got carried away at the end OOP hope you like it <3

—Warning: Degradation, creampie, penetration, a bit of oral (receiving)

—Word count: 1.2k

Today was definitely not Izuku's day, he's been so stressed out lately, with all the paperwork and patrolling that's been happening, and also the chaos ensuing the city was not helping his headache as he massaged his temple for the 5th time this night.

He opened the front door, kicking off his shoes as he walked towards the living room. He sees you laughing at something on your phone, "I'm home," he sighs, all he wants to do is eat, shower and cuddle with you. "Welcome home!" You smile, "Did you make dinner?" He lazily asked you, then realization hits you. You've been watching some show that you forgot to cook, especially when it was your turn to cook.

You fidget as Izuku grew impatient, "Well did you?" He asked, trying to not let his voice sound annoyed, "U-Uh, no.. I forgot, I'm sorry!" You said, not wanting to look him in the eye. "Seriously Y/N? You haven't been doing anything these past few days! I've been working my fucking ass off out there so we can have a comfortable life, while you laze around here?!" He yelled, you gaped at him as he never swore, even when he was at his breaking point, you've gotta admit, it was hot seeing him mad.

"What? You're just gonna idle there and stare at me?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowed as his hands gripped the kitchen counter, your imagination ran wild.

"I-Izuku, fuck!" you pant as he thrusts harder, his hand was on your hip as you were bent over the kitchen counter. "You dirty slut, you like being bent over while my dick abuses your hole don't you?" He chuckles, as his hand lands on your ass, slapping it hard. Your eyes sting with tears, it hurts but it felt so good. "Izuku please!" You begged, not sure what you really wanted, "Please what?" He asked, snaking his hand up to your breasts.

"Y/N!" He yells as he cuts your imagination off, "Y-Yeah?" You asked, not knowing how red your face was. "Why's your face red?" He asked, folding his arms over. "N-Nothing! We can just order take out okay? I-I'll cook tomorrow," you said, as you rushed to call fast food place, as the phone rang Izuku motioned you towards him, you walked up to him.

He holds you by your waist, "Look, I'm sorry for yelling okay?" He said, caressing your hips, "But for now, I think I have to punish you, you're such a bad girl, thinking of something like that while I was mad," he whispered into your ear as he picked you up and set you onto the counter. Someone from the other side picked up, "Hello? Thank you for dialing XXX, what would you like today?" The person asked, but right now you were focused on Izuku, his face right between your thighs as he kisses them, leaving small hickies.

"I-I'd like to order some chicken wings," you try to say calmly, as Izuku takes off your shorts and panties, "Spread your legs darling," he says, as he pushes them apart. "I'm sorry but I don't think I'm gonna be able to wait for the food so I'll settle for you," he winks as he gives your pussy small kitty licks, testing the waters, you hot and horny. You tried to listen to what the person on the phone was saying but what you were really paying attention to was Izuku's tongue, his thumb found it's way to your clit as he rubs it in a circular motion, his tongue now going in and out of your holes

His stare never breaking, fuck he's hot. You unoccupied hand grip his green curly hair as you push him more into your pussy, you wanted to be fucked, "Alright your order will be there in 15 minutes," the person said as you quickly said thank you and then hanging up. Izuku's tongue didn't stop though, he sucked in your clit as you moaned out his name. Eating you out like starved man, as if it was his last meal, he plunged 2 finger into you as he starts stroking slow, his erection was painfully hard. "Izuku your dick please," you begged as your toes curl.

"But we're just starting babe," he teased, his fingers starting to move faster, you were dripping wet and Izuku was proud of that. "Izuku we have 15 minutes before they get here," you said, making up an excuse to just get him to fuck you, "15 minutes is a lot of time but, if you insist," he said as he pulls away, your pussy felt empty without his fingers, he hastily takes off his pants and boxers.

His dick sprang up, it was long and thick. You hopped off the counter, bending over it. He gives it a slap before rubbing his dick over your pussy, lathering it up first, teasing you. "Just put it in already please..!" You said, not able to take his foreplay, he tugs on your hair, pulling it back. "You gotta ask nicely darling," he said, as you whined. "Izuku, please fuck me already, I need your thick, long cock inside of my cunt please," you said, pressing down on him. He smiled content as he plunges his dick inside of you, your walls wrapping tightly around him, he groans as he pushes slowly.

"Fuck you're so tight," he hisses, you started to bounce up and down on his dick. "Look at you, you're such a slut fucking yourself with my dick," he chuckles as he matches your pace, his hips meeting yours. The warmth of your cunt drove him insane, all of the anger disappeared, he could never be mad at you for long, he was totally whipped for you, and he wouldn't want to change that for the world.

"Fuck, Y/N you feel so good, taking it in like a good fucking whore, who's cum dumpster are you huh?" He couldn't help but ask, as he pants, "Y-Yours and only yours," you mumble but that wasn't enough for Izuku, he wanted to hear you scream it, "Who was that baby? Say it again," he grits his teeth as he was close to cumming, his thrusts came harder, "Yours! Izuku's!" You moan out as he spills his cum inside of you, filling you up completely, "Take it my cum, you fucking slut," he moaned, as you came around his dick, it was ectasy.

The door bell suddenly rang, you scattered trying to get your shorts off the floor, but Izuku stopped you as he puts his clothes back on. "I'll take care of it, stay here," he said walking towards the door. "Thank you," you heard him say as he closed the door, his hand was holding a plastic bag, inside was the food you ordered. He helps you over to the dining room, as he gets you water, you felt his cum seeping out of you, it makes you flustered. "Sorry I got a little carried away darling," he said as he hands you your water, "It's fine, I don't mind rough Izuku," you smiled, "I'm glad," he laughed as he began eating.

Maybe getting him a little mad wasn't too bad.

☆Star.

#bnha #bnha smut #bnha midoriya #bnha deku #Midoriya smut #mha #my hero academia #midoriya x reader

[nikomedes]

saw this in a tag and decided to give it a whirl. consider urself tagged for it if u want to make a version. i don't think i have any hot takes here, but details below the cut:

fav game of all time: basic bitch hours, it's new vegas. this shit is bugged to hell, crash constantly, and every year gets less accessible to play on pc. and yet. and yet...

favorite series: i love stealth action and immersive sims so much, and the world of dishonored just whips. don't think i rly need to justify lol

best soundtrack: ive been addicted to the soundtrack for paradise killer since i played it. it's got range but also, vaporwave music beats ass? if thats the right genre? love it

favorite protagonist: okay so mass effect is kind of a cop-out bc you can customize the protag visually and through moral choices, BUT. the voice work on femshep is iconic and i loved the story i told with her. its a lifelong treasured memory

favorite "villain": im not rly a villain fucker so this was a tough one. glados would be a gimme, but thinking about it, i really enjoyed fighting the darkness in alan wake a lot. the way it possesses people, animals, and objects is still very cool. also, i wanted to get alan wake on the board. cool dude stephen king sim my beloved

best story: if you've played outer wilds you know, if you haven't go play it. if you can't (it rly fucks with the motion sick), im so sorry. it was so cool unraveling the mystery of this game and the ending rly got me

have not played but want to: don't drag me please. i want disco elysium very badly but i have a lot going on rn and can't give it any time sdlkfjdljf

you love but everyone hates: i can't speak to vocal hatred, but ive found over the years people don't care for bioshock 2 as much as others in the series. i love it. i love the endings, even the bad ones. big sisters are for lesbians, etc

you hate but everyone loves: again, "everyone loves" is a wild exaggeration given the drama around c/yberpunk, but i think it does have its devotees and people who stuck with it after the patches. i couldve put d/etroit become racist here too, but i wanted to stick to games i actually played. i put 15 hours into this game and loved parts of it, but ultimately had to stop playing bc the extreme fixation on sex and trivializing exploitation started to... actually trigger me! oops! my bff made me uninstall my pirated copy lmfao

best art style: sable is so simple yet so beautifully rendered. i played it to 100% completion and loved every minute. i had this game in several categories as i made this, including relaxing game, but it's maybe my favorite example of "less is more" in game art.

favorite ending: now i wasnt on the 10 year long ride for kentucky route zero some people were, which i can't blame anyone for affecting their opinion of the ending. i played this game over three days once it was finished and open-mouth sobbed my way through the ending, though. so. you should get hurt too!

favorite boss fight: can we talk about the esseJ fight in control. please god im dying to talk about the esseJ fight in control. accessing the optional boss, her outfit, and the fight itself are all just... so choice

childhood game: my first video game ever was armored core for the ps1! could this be why im obsessed with robots? who could say! my mom played it with me, too, which makes it very special for me

relaxing game: listen, the actual story of eliza isn't especially relaxing, given it grapples with mental illness, therapy, and implementation of machine-learning ai. but kabufuda solitaire. catch me on my virtual phone inside this video game playing hours of kabufuda solitaire.

stressful game: i love prey conceptually so much! so much! and at every turn i am terrorized by mimics

game you always come back to: fallout 4 couldve fit here too, because for me they occupy the same space of "ive put too many hours of my life into this long video game, i have GOT to stop starting new saves," but i think the story of dragon age: inquisition is fundamentally better, so. every few years im back to get a weird green hand vagina again

guilty pleasure: i hate the story of fallout 4. i just do. i also dont like other choices they made with the world and lore for it, and nick valentine isn't even romanceable. cringe. but also im addicted to the base building mechanics and i have probably 500+ hours in it between xbox and steam

tons of hours played: just edging out fallout 4 for hours of my life spent making virtual buildings nicer, its stardew valley! top tier depression gaming. maru is the best wife

i will put an honorable mention for pokemon sword, which i dont think fits any of these categories for me particularly well, but which has been keeping me alive the last two months lmfao

#hello fellow gamers #who else will join me in mlg kabufuda solitaire play #long post #< just in case the read more doesnt work on mobile or smth #picspam #dot txt