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saturatedstarlight · 5 months

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an: hi hi hiiii!!! today is my birthday and I'm not one to like receiving material gifts but i do like me a good drabble/fic. So this is my gift to myself, a fluffy smutty drabble fic eheheheheheee. Here's to 24! afab reader

cw: sexual themes. sleepy sex, oral. male receiving, nipple play, choking, creampie, all characters are aged up bokuto in his grown man era!!!!!!!

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bokuto x afab reader!!!!!!

Waking up to pee had to be the most annoying thing in the world to you. Especially when you were snuggled up with your personal heater/ mt. Everest of a boyfriend.

You lazily untangle from his tight hold. Bokuto clung to you when you both slept so this was nothing new. The feeling of the dead weight of his muscles required a bit of strength to pry off of you and you managed to slither out of his grasp, the excess fabric of the oversized tee you sported nearly tugging you back to his cute sleeping form.

You finish your business sleepily, stumbling through the room and you bump into Bokuto’s standing figure, his arm gently coaxing your pliant body over, open to any suggestion at this point, so early in the morning. He hugs you from behind, his arms wrapping possessively around you, like he knew you were his last.

His last kiss, last hug, last I love you.

Bokuto hugged you knowingly, so that had to mean you were his and his alone. He ran his strong hands down your front, almost naked underneath of a thin shirt if it were not for the pesky lacey number you put on last night. The feeling of him against you stirred deeply in your tummy, the way he was so gentle with you right now made you feel safe. It also conjured up memories of how rough he was with you. The way he held you as if you were weightless, guided you into positions with ease as he slammed his strong, needy hips against your much smaller body. The feelings intoxicated you.

Bokuto placed a few wet kisses on your neck, drawing your hips closer to his, you moan softly, barely audible as he cupped your breasts, letting each thumb rub over your nipples, awakening both you and your desires simultaneously. “Mmm... Kou-“

“Why is my princess up so early right now?” He asked, his voice husky with sleep.

“Had to pee.” You lean your head back, going dizzy from pleasure.

He turns you around, leaning down to kiss the corner of your mouth gently, “My cutie always has to pee this early huh?”

You place your hands on his shoulders, pushing him away, deciding this would be way better in bed. You lace your fingers in his, pulling him to the warm sheets with you.

“Koutaro, go back to sleep with me.”

“I can’t baby, you’re too- distracting.”

You lie in his warmth and he in yours and you cuddle him closer, playing in his hair as he nuzzles his face in your breasts. Bokuto’s fingers toy with the hem of your shirt and you roll your eyes playfully having grown accustomed to his neediness. You sit up and kneel in front of him.

He sits up expectantly and you sit on his lap, bare chest on display as you kiss up and down his neck and chest. He pulls you closer by your hips and you mewl against his neck. “You always do that.” You whisper lowly.

“And you always make the cutest sounds.” He counters, holding you firmly on-top of him.

You lift your shirt just a bit, exposing the bottom halves of your breasts, arching back, your peaking buds beckoning him.

“B-Baby..” he doesn’t even ask, just pulls you closer to his mouth like it was second nature, having grown comfortable at the act of sucking your nipples.

You moan louder this time, wiggling your hips against his thighs and you tap his chin, asking for release. Bokuto greedily goes for the left nipple but you lift his chin up before latching on to kiss him.

He groans into your mouth in slight displeasure, and you smile against his lips. You kiss him slowly, attempting to subdue his lips that soaked yours in his saliva. However, he pulls you closer by your waist, his hands firmer as he begins licking your tongue gently. You pull away panting:

“B-Baby baby baby, take these off.” You raise off his legs, watching him lift his hips to slide down his boxers, his hard on springing free, slapping against his stomach, curving a bit left and twitching beads of pre cum.

You lick your lips, leaning down to give his angry pink head a few kisses hollowing our your mouth and sliding him deeply down your throat, lubing him up. He attempts to push your head down but you lace your fingers in his again, squeezing his hands as you bob up and down his shaft, gagging and slobbering on him. You suck him between your lips releasing him with a final pop, spitting on his dick for extra lube.

“Fuck- you don’t know what you do to me.” He says lowly, pulling you closer to him, pulling off the shirt you’re wearing and sliding down the skimpy little panties you're wearing off your hips.

Your boyfriend grabs your ass, almost like tradition every time he fucks you and you love it, loving the way it makes you want him to use you even more.

You allign yourself with his cock, taking him in little by little as Bokuto returns to your nipple, kissing and sucking the left and thumbing and pinching the right. You struggle to stay quiet, adjusting to his size and girth were always a challenge for you. However, once he was fully sheathed inside you, it was the best stretch you had ever felt. Addictive even.

“F-Fuuckkk-“ you moan, clenching tightly around him and he smiles, loving the sight of you being filled up by him. An image he'd try to commit to memory but couldn't get the way you feel, sound, and look just right. He drew great pride and confidence knowing he’s the only man who made you feel like this. The only man that could ever make you feel this good.

“That’s it princess, take my cock, yeah I gotchu…relax baby, I promise I’ll make you feel so so good.” His voice sultry and breath hot.

You lean forward, moaning into his chest, Bokuto’s hands running soothingly up and down your back as you clench around him repeatedly, every twitch and throb sending jolts to your spine. Finally you inhale deeply, kissing him as you rose your hips up and down, the sound of his cock squelching in and out your stretched little hole making you bounce faster.

“Mmm mmm-“ he moans as you ride him faster, every time you moved his cock hit your g spot, fucking that fleshy patch like it were his own. He knew the way your body works, every which way you twitched and turned for him, now this-- this he could commit to memory.

He speeds you up, his arms slamming you down harder and faster and you bury your head in the crook of his neck as he whispers sweet sweet nothings in your ear, barreling you faster to your early morning release. He fucks you with abandon and you clench around him when he shoots ropes of his cum deep inside you.

It was here when he treats you like his own play thing, using you, you and your hot, gushy cunt to his heart's content. A few thrusts of his hips that sends you over, clamping down tightly around him, tears brought to your eyes as you cum, the first of many you presume.

“Baby- baby sq-squeeze me. T-that's right, nice and hard for me..” His fingers brush over your nipples, and you clench around him, tighter than you intended when he pulled and squeezed at your sensitive mounds. "K-Kou... fuck..!"

Globs of him spill inside, successfully milking him of all his cum.

Bokuto returns to your breasts, sucking a hickey on one of them, you push against his head, the pain too much but he persists, holding you down firmer, lips and teeth releasing you breast, kissing the purpling bruise softly. His lips kiss yours slowly and sensually, slowly thrusting up into you, knowing that he was not nearly close to being done with you.

He pulls his lips away, pressing them to your neck and jaw before lifting you off of him, lying you down and stroking himself a few times, letting himself harden up bit.

“Kou- no no, don’t tease.” You pout beneath him. He grabbed his length, running it up and down your slit, letting some of his fluid leak out against your clit.

“Shhh shh baby, I got you.” he slowly slides his tip inside you, relishing in the feeling of you squeezing around him, “God you’re perfect.” He said before slamming inside you, knocking the wind from your lungs. His hips fucking you fast, knowing that’s how to get you the best orgasms. He’s purposely slipping out, sliding back in hard and fucking you dumb into the mattress. Your orgasm bursts through you, but Bokuto doesn’t relent, fucking you harder, eliciting another from your abused cunt.

“N-No mor- no I can’t take anymore Kou-“ to which he covers your mouth with his hand, determined to dump one more load into you.

"Ha-ah- a-almost there princess..." With one hand on your mouth and another one around your throat he fucks you, roughly, completely entranced by the sight of you sucking him inside you over and over again, squeezing and moaning behind his sweaty hand.

"S-Shit... baby, ta-take it--all of it.." His body stiffens with his final thrust, slotting deeply inside your tired, puffy pussy. His hand remains around your throat as he slowly pulls out of you, strings of cum spill from your hole and you moan, squirming beneath him.

Bokuto kisses your forehead, bringing you a towel to gently clean you up, placing a scattered kisses on your tummy and face as he cleans you with the the utmost care, pulling your tee back over your head.

Bokuto snuggles with you in his place right next to you, and you offer him a weak smile.

“You did great baby.” and you turn your back toward him, feeling his press himself against your back.

"Of course I did, fucking an athlete is hard work." mumbling before drifting back off to sleep.

#haikyuu smut #bokuto smut #bokuto x reader #bokuto koutaro

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grox · 3 months

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Climbing up Mt Everest in a wingsuit so once you reach the peak you jump off and after gliding for a moment tuck your arms and legs in & torpedo yourself at top speed towards some other climber on the mountain peregrin falcon style, the collision knocks you out, kills them, the thwack of your helmet hitting their skull at 90MPH can be heard for miles, the blood sprays and freezes midair

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dopamine-direwolf · 5 months

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The "ACAB/defund the police" movement effectively ended every gun control argument from the left because then they either have to admit that the people they loudly declare are evil violent racist bigots should also be the only ones who have guns, or they have to fall back on this absolutely and patently absurd fantasy where the pigs (and everyone else in government) also give up their guns once they've disarmed the populace (but are somehow still able to enforce all these tax/vax/whatever laws they want), and either one essentially ends any debate because they have nowhere to go after that. They've already climbed the Mt. Everest of stupidity, there is no peak beyond to look to.

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ckret2 · 4 months

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I feel like starting Ford & Bill out on "oh but Ford secretly still likes Bill deep underneath, he just needs to feel safe expressing it" is cheating. That's easy mode. Where's the challenge in a reconciliation if the wronged party is already secretly yearning for an opportunity to reconcile.

The focus of the trajectory of Ford & Bill's relationship isn't "Ford needs to forgive Bill." It's "Bill needs to fucking grovel." He could literally lay his life on the line for Ford and that wouldn't be enough, because giving Ford a reason to feel like maybe Bill isn't an active threat anymore is ENTIRELY DIFFERENT from giving Ford a reason to want to stop hating Bill.

There's NO hidden affection. It's BILL'S job to change that. Giving Ford hidden tender feelings would just undermine the significance of the quest! I chose to start on hard mode on purpose! I built this mountain as high as I could before telling Bill to get climbing!

I'm sending this fucker up Mt. Everest clad only in the emotional intelligence equivalent of a dainty negligee, and somehow he WILL find a way to the peak without freezing to death on Ford's cold shoulder.

#about my writing #bill goldilocks cipher

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lxvvie · 6 months

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*No one, Not a single soul*

*Reader, seeing Ghost and/or König for the first time in all of their Big Boy glory*

Reader, filled with the stubborn determination and the unbreakability of the human will: Before me was Mt. Everest, and I was determined to climb it~”

National Geographic Presents: Big Boy Joy: Reaching the Peak.

Narrated by: John MacTavish lmao.

#call of duty #call of duty: imagines #konig #john soap mctavish #simon ghost riley #lmaoooo #he says the most funniest shit.#“OI LOOK A' THE LASS TRYIN' TA CLIMB THAT BIG FUCKER!”#lmaoo

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srbachchan · 1 year

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DAY 5525

Jalsa, Mumbai Apr 2, 2023 Sun 11:49 PM

Birthday Ef

🪔 .. April 03 .. birthday wishes to Ef Haarsha Balraj from South Africa .. Ef Krishna urf Kris Dwivedi from Bilaspur CG .. and Ef Divyansh Rawat from Lucknow .. love and happiness .. ❤️❤️❤️🌿 and all the good wishes from the family Ef .. and the Sunday meetings at the Gate be in preference of course .. hence here

And the very revealing aspect for the coming day be that on April 3, for the first time an adventure took place .. the first plane to fly over the Everest .. in the year 1934 , apparently ..

Justification :

📌 .. and on this day .. April 3, 1933 .. conquering the impossible .. happened the first fly ever over Everest 🏔️ .. by two British aircraft of type Westland Wallace bi-planes .. crewed by Squadron Leader Douglas-Hamilton and Colonel LVS Blacker in one and Flight Lieutenant MacIntyre and Mr SR Bonnet in the other .. they took off from Lalbalu aerodrome, near Purnea, India .. the flight lasted for around three hours, covered a return distance of 320 miles reaching nearly 30,000 feet clearing the mountain by a reported 100 feet .. close range photographs of Mt Everest proved the achievement which previously was not possible to any airplane ..

further justification -

the peak , the highest point on Earth .. the mountain , the Himalayas and the feat that seems to this generation to be no big deal, because they are unaware of the conditions and circumstances that prevailed then ..

Everest .. named by the British when they ruled over India ..

In the nineteenth century, the mountain was named after George Everest, a former Surveyor General of India. The Tibetan name is Chomolungma, which means “Mother Goddess of the World.” The Nepali name is Sagarmatha, which has various meanings.

Sagarmatha .. ‘sagar’ , the Ocean .. ‘matha’ churning .. and the Indian mythology that the Oceans were churned by the mountain to produce the ‘amrit’ ..

my interpretation .. though the knowledge from the records says this :

Sagarmatha is a Sanskrit word, from sagar = "sky" (not to be confused with "sea/ocean") and matha = "forehead" or "head", and is the modern Nepali name for Mount Everest.

the Goddess of the Sky .. in Tibet it is addressed as

Therefore, the historic, local Tibetan name for Mount Everest is Chomolungma, also spelled Qomolangma, meaning "Goddess Mother of the World." Chomolungma is pronounced "CHOH-moh-LUHNG-m?." The Nepali name for Mount Everest is Sagarmatha, meaning "Godess of the Sky." Some refer to the entire massif of peaks as ...

and the many adventure stories on the Sagarmatha prevail ..

And the great thrill at the time of a shooting in Nepal, when I went on a plane that flew us right next to the Everest and the experience almost unreal ..

Such be the moments of remembrance ..

It was a touristy matter and many such flights I do believe operate from Kathmandu, Nepal for the pleasure of tourists .. even now ..

Its majesty has never reduced despite the conquering of it by several now .. and the very sight of which evokes so much wonder .. the wonder of the Gods .. the makers that introduced us to us all .. and the reason of its formation .. that the entire subcontinent now known as India was a part of the continent of Africa, at Egypt .. and many millions of years ago the entire subcontinent broke away from the mother board and shifted travelled over the Indian Ocean, to the Eastern sub continent and attached itself there .. the impact of the joining of the land mass being so great , it formed the realm, now known as the Himalayas !!

I do not have authenticity on this , but it does seem to be believed , historically and geographically .

and the day in recuperation and the meeting at the Gate , of the ever present well wisher ..

Amitabh Bachchan

and the signature above out of place , because the icon that opens the Desktop to search the sign is JUST not appearing ..

and this has been on several times before too ..

this model of the updated Mac, the Ventura is absurd and has created many problems ..

deliberately done to attract more when the changed model is brought out ?? marketing and manufacturing often does that .. the deliberation to access the mode of investing in the latest and doing away with the present ..

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gattsjigari · 4 months

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Thinking abt the death zone at Mt Everest is so beautiful to me. You are dying at the top of a peak, nearly there, because your body can't survive on what it's being fed up there. I respect mountaineers so much. For years they train to go somewhere they cannot be for longer than half a day, maybe 2/3s without certain death. Up above the world so high!!!!!

#txt

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phoenixculpa · 17 days

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ropeburn to every breath like tug of war in a shitty field and hearing about unknown traumas years later (makes me feel evil for not having noticed) as if the self ever mattered, as if falling asleep with your hand in mine did after peaking mt everest

amid corpses i climbed to reach you somewhere for a moment

and the you is phantasmic as idealism, switching like a hot pan with a broken stove bursting flames when it goes on,

or it’s enthusiasm and hating anything violent, wanting what one could never protect, to feel disheartened,

having a cocktail and noticing the rain has passed, it smells of dew and the Indian folks are bringing culture to a latino white neighborhood

and there’s glass on the way home, threw someone’s rubbish in the trash when i got sick of the sight before you picked me up

to pick up your car from the airport, said i’m reliable, that’s the most soft

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thesecretuncle · 10 months

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someone should install an automatic drone turret with 7 million rounds on the peak of Mt Everest that shoots anyone who tries to approach it again. Come on now. It’s basically an overused gloryhole for rich assholes at this point. Also, all Sherpas should get $1,000,000 bonuses for picking off any stragglers

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agardenofideas · 1 month

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so im finally watching purgatory 2 vods that arent tubbo's (i just wanted to see how others reacted to him doing his things cuz hes a menace and i have a fave streamer ok-)

and im watching purgatory day 4 vods, specifically after the event when people are farming desperately and the geese will soon set free and like-

im watching the team raccoon pov and like- bro, no one expected the geese to go rogue

team goose was not visible on the percentages, but they were so sure tubbo would farm his way to victory and he and his team was still a threat and competion because thats what they did the other days, maybe not exceed in the events but pull a victory by farming and clawing their way back in

they thought team goose was going to do that again. because its what they did before. goose gang ended up having the perfect cover for gearing up to destruction because everyone saw the signs but not the true meaning, so when the geese went on the hunt, no one was ready in the start

somehow even when they were in a surefire loss, everyone thought they would pull it off

and- bro idk how to feel like- team goose knew there was no way they could come back, but everyone around them were so sure they would, that team goose would be in the finals together with crow-

they werent, we know now they didnt, but even the goose gang knew they couldnt, so instead of trying to fly above mt everest, they blew it up with them at the peak so they would fall with their destruction too

they are so icarus coded to me- like- they have their wings, they are trapped in this place but they made wings to soar even in turbulance of storms, they knew flying to the sun would burn them up and be their downfall, but they had to fly far from the waves to not drown. so when here they were, near shores but with nowhere to land as they had nothing left, they flew to the sun, because may as well become a molting ball of wax feathers and soulfire, burning golden in the rays of sun, so they crash on land and burn the city with the impact

idk- im just- they couldnt climb their way out this time, everyone was sure they would, they came around chainsaws raised and destruction clear, others all unprepared- they were still a threat even when realistically they had no chance of winning, people still thought they did

#tubbo #goose gang #purgatory 2 #purgatory 2 day 4 #i miss my golden geese

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brandwhorestarscream · 3 months

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Tfe skyfire x starscream

I'm actually gonna draw from some previous source material we've made up here, and say that the bitties in question are the jettwins. They're not Skyfire's sparklings, but he's the one that steps up to raise them.

The seekers are all on the run and, if I'm being honest, have probably vacated the entire North American continent. GHOST isn't an international organization, after all, and flight makes travelling and escape so much easier than groundbound mecha like Tarantulas, for example. They've gone somewhere that's pretty much unreachable by humans: the highest point on the planet. Mt. Everest. The temperatures are nothing compared to deep space flight, and there's plenty of wind and solar energy for them to harness to get an energon synthesizer going.

They've been living on the dl for months and building up an actual base for themselves at the peak, when Starscream's newly rigged together scanners pick up a very peculiar signal under the melting ice caps of earth's poles. Looks like a cybertronian cache of sorts! They head out immediately, before anyone else can snipe the findings. Who knows what it could be? It could be incredibly useful, be it medical supplies or something that might be able to get them permanently off this Primus forsaken rock.

You know what happens here. They find Skyfire in cryosleep beneath the ice: with everything on this planet thawing, they were finally able to get an actual read on him despite being here for so long. Starscream is... god. There's so many emotions at once he doesn't even know what to call it. He's relieved, he's overjoyed, he's terrified, he's angry. They excavate him in a hurry and search for any equipment he may have lost at the time of the crash, but it's all beyond repair.

Skyfire is incredibly disoriented. He's so confused, he's so dizzy and his audials are ringing incessantly and why does Starscresm look so different? For him, it's only been a couple kliks since he got the warning that there was a critical failure in his systems and then he was falling. He blacked out, and now he's here. He's so sore though, and none of his systems are functioning properly, and Starscream is damn near hysterical that it's clear he's missed a lot. They get him back to their little camp, get him some energon, let him rest and decompress. The twins are handed off to Skywarp and Nova so the two reunited lovebirds can have a chance to talk. Starscream tells Skyfire the full story, not overwhelming him with details but all the main points. What happened after his disappearance, the whole mess with the war, earth's revolving circus of pitslag, GHOST, and finally... the bitties.

Skyfire doesn't even mind that they aren't his. Starscream suffered so much carrying them, having them forced on him, but is doing everything in his power to love and raise them properly. Sky's an overgrown lovesick puppy and adores Starscream for all that he is, and he falls in love with the twins the first moment he gets to hold them. They're so tiny compared to him, but so wiggly and curious. They're attempting to climb all over him, nomming on his fingers and poking at his face with their tiny baby hands, giggling and chirping as they clamber up on his head because Look How High!!!!! He passes the infant vibe check with easy and the sparklings are immediately smitten with them. Skyfire fondly remarks that they're beautiful, just like their carrier, and quietly mentions that... he knows it's been awhile, but if Starscream will still have him, he'd love to still be with him. Starscream just smiles and calls him an idiot: as if he'd let him get away!

Skyfire is such an incredible sire to his adopted sparklings. Literally the best they ever could have ended up with. Loves them like his own, so attentive and sweet and patient. He honestly coddles them even more than Starscream does, and has such a hard time telling them no 🤭 he hasn't built up an immunity to puppy dog eyes yet, so he's always sneaking them extra treats. He loves to hold them, they fit so perfectly in his arms, he's always volunteering to hold them for naptime rather than laying them down in their little crib. Starscream is happier than Skywarp and Nova have seen him in a long time, and the whole group of them are a perfect happy little family 💖

#ask game #skystar #on this blog adoptive relationships get love too

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justalittleegg · 22 days

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whoaaa what is the very in depth recipe for how to make salt and vinegar chips without the salt

Fine, you want answers, I'll give answers.

But be warned: viewing of this recipe may result in ████, ██████, and ███████.

If you want to try the heaven in food form that is salt and vinegar chips without the vinegar, then you must first train your body, this includes: daily [113 push-ups, 54 sit-ups, 72 pull-ups], fortnightly [consumption of basic salt and vinegar chips at a quantity of 541g], and every financial year [eat 1 Cheerio covered in hot Cheeto dust].

Once you have done step one for a length of 23 quarters you must then capture only the finest of potatoes from the fields of Ireland.

You must take the potato to a hidden cave in the depths of Taiwan where it will lay dormant in a sacred bowl of vinegar for 11 months to the minute.

After that you must preserve the potato in a jar of honey whilst you take it to the bean located in Chicago, Illinois, USA where you will find a tall man with vibrant blue eyes and a chipped tooth wearing a trench coat who will take you and your potato to an undisclosed location.

At said location you will find a knife sharper than the wits of the galaxy's brightest minds which you will use to slice the potato into 6.4 half an inch wide slices which will then be preserved within a bottle of aged white wine.

From the location, you will take your preserved potato slices and find your way to the centre of the Sahara desert where you will take your 6.4 potato slices and place them in a circle drawn into the sand.

The potatoes will sit there for 28.7 weeks to allow all the moisture to evaporate out.

You will then take the finest of these slices and douse it in a vat of molten vinegar at the peak of Mt Everest.

If you followed all the steps correctly you should have it; a singular salt and vinegar chip without the salt. (for a single snack bag's worth of chips, repeat steps 2-8 twenty more times).

It is done.

#asks #salt and vinegar chips without the salt

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