#zee has thoughts

[viric-dreams]

Grand Geode, 1883. Lieutenant Roberts sees a familiar face. Or at least something wearing that face.

There’s a storm coming. Heat and humidity hang in the air, adding strain to each breath. Sweat pools at the back of Roberts’ neck, the droplets sliding down the curve of his spine beneath his uniform. He does his best to ignore the discomfort, gripping the folder in his hands yet tighter as he follows a familiar set of turns down the hall to the Commodore’s office.

In a previous life, he may have regarded his current position as gruntwork–dull, administrative minutia, a world away from any action on the Zee, but in moments like these he finds he doesn’t mind. Any moment now, the heat will break, and the Zee will roil under a torrent of foetid-smelling rain, befouled by the Wax Wind. He does not envy the men on their ships when the storm inevitably hits. Carrying documents up the chain is fine by him, if it means stable stone under his dry feet, and a bed that does not sway with the tides. 

He turns the corner, and before his hand can even touch the office door, Roberts feels the sudden charge in the air, white-hot and electric, and the hairs on his arms stand on end. The sensation calls back to something familiar, half-forgotten in the back of his mind. He wonders if he should leave, perhaps come back later. But before he has time to properly question it, the Commodore’s voice rings out through the door, as if able to sense his presence through the thick wood.

“Who’s there?” 

“It’s Lieutenant Roberts, sir,” he says. 

The Commodore is silent for a beat, then answers softly, as if forgetting the heavy door between them.

“Elias, why don’t you come in.” 

It’s not framed as a question. And so he does.

The Commodore sits at his desk, in the exact position where Roberts has seen him hundreds of times before. But this time is different. This time, he has a visitor. Radiant. That’s the only way he can think of to describe her. A singular point in the centre of the room, the axis around which so many golden threads warp and turn. She does not look happy to see them. In fact, she doesn’t look much of anything, and he struggles to make out her features through the brilliant haze she emanates. 

“Elias, you remember June, don’t you?” There’s a placidness to the Commodore’s voice that he so rarely hears. The man has not taken his eyes off of June since Roberts had entered the room, and he can hardly do so himself. 

Indeed he remembers her. If he squints into that light he can even make out her features, unchanged from when he’d last seen her, nearly two decades prior. He feels warm. Not the muggy heat smothering Zelo’s Town, but a glow, spreading from within his chest out into his limbs. 

“Of course,” he says. How could he forget?

June does not greet him. She does not take her eyes off of the serene face of the Commodore. When her mouth opens, the sound that comes out is otherworldly, timbres not possible on human vocal chords. The sound reverberates through Roberts’ body, like the bass tones of chugging machinery.

It was something of importance. He’s sure of it. She wouldn’t be here, speaking to him, to them, to the Commodore, were it not. A Zee captain will return, and when they do, the Admiralty will be ready. She leaves her instructions. Her voice is so warm, all-encompassing, a rumbling static beating a tune against his eardrums. He will complete the Work. Whatever it is she needs, he will do. They will do. 

He tells her this. At least, he thinks he does. Whether or not he speaks the words out loud she must know this of him. Her eyes are on the Commodore, whose head nods in a slow daze. Of course they can manage. He’ll personally ensure they have the supplies they need. More heat. Pride, this time, that they can do what she requests of them. 

And then she turns to him, golden eyes boring directly through him, setting him alight. Her lips open to speak and–

He comes to at a raucous peel of thunder. June is long gone, and he shivers at the unexpected cold left by her absence, despite the muggy air. Yet despite the chill of her absence, he feels… calm. A slow satisfaction at having done… something right. At least, he feels so. Something worthwhile. 

It’s only several minutes later, when he stands under the building’s awning, the rhythm of rain pounding a frenetic drumbeat into the steel roof, that he realises he’s still clutching the missive meant for the Commodore.

#roberts/nite #this was going to have a very different tone #but burning and yearning muddles us all #running with my 'the dawn machine has consumed june and she's become its mouthpiece' headcanon #though the more time i spend here the more i feel like she's been vaporised to kickstart the thing #but maybe something with her shape still walks its rings #and on very special occasions makes its way across the zee to make its thoughts known #i feel so naked sharing writing on here #this is not my world #what a weird feeling #right here goes nothing

[zestials]

general ramblings about zee & how he operates.

while zestial has some level of fucky - wucky morals , they heavily rely on the kind of respect that was so deeply embedded into him in his time alive. ( albeit without the blatant misogyny of the time period , zestial drinks respect women juice. ) meaning , he doesn't give all that much of a shit what sins have been committed but how one acts towards him ( or by extension , those he cares heavily for / his domain or souls under his protection ) he doesn't even particularly care if you don't like him , but if you can show him respect you'll usually get the same in return --- ** if you are on his level or higher.

he doesn't work without reason , but zestial's still a demon overlord , he makes deals , he's been collecting souls for centuries. he's charismatic & polite , you want to tell him things ! ( that is , if you get past the looming unknown threat of his general presence !!! )

but if you aren't of use for him / don't interest him ( or aren't associated in some way with someone who does , i.e. he wouldn't go randomly targeting those at the hotel since their associations with the morningstar family / alastor , etc. ) or you cross him , he has no problem decimating you for his own entertainment. on the flip side , if you stay out of his way & don't poke & prod him , you're usually fine. he has ensured however that his reputation stays a bit more ambiguous to keep the fear he's instilled very much alive. ( if he has to make the occasional spectacle , oh well ! he does love his theatrics & can be undeniably petty / also hold a grudge for a long , long time. )

so in this vein , while zestial doesn't particularly like the vees , it's moreso about their general attitude / actions he deems " tasteless " so publicly. but also the reason he'll gravitate more towards dealing with vox rather than vel or val for the more respectful showmanship , doesn't matter if it's sincere or not.

#obviously dependent on other plots too this is just in general !!!!! #would u believe this started out as just me thinking about zee's relation to other overlords #i also think zee doesnt think half of the overlords will make it at any given time . #but someday .. i will elaborate on how contracts w zee work . #i feel like he has some ozzie vibes of treating them rather fairly bc otherwise how do you not get overthrown eventually after this long #then there's the whole fear. which means he will absolutely destroy you & your entire life should you cross him ! #whewhwowo! #i have so many thoughts about this funky overlord we see for less than 4 minutes. #shut me up ple #* ── a haunting curse. : headcanons. #* ── dealing in your secrets. : inbox.

[theinfinitedivides]

am i about to watch Vicky Kaushal in yet another Indian military film as soon as it drops on streaming bc i saw him in the trailer with the mustache acting his ass off????? yes

#film: sam bahadur #sam bahadur #vicky kaushal #sanya malhotra #fatima sana shaikh #neeraj kabi #govind namdev #mohammed zeeshan ayyub #bollywood #local gay watches Bollywood.txt #this is his second military film with a mustache (i think. hello Raazi) and his third over all (hello Uri: The Surgical Strike) #still mad af he didn't get his Academy Award for Sardar Udham (f*ck the board btw) but uh. i'm a simple person i see Vicky i click #i've seen most of his recent films as a result. need to get on the older ones but he has me in a chokehold what am i supposed to do #that man is a chameleon. he melts into his f*cking roles he ACTS #it's about the '71 conflict over Bangladesh so. will probably have propaganda on India's side but praying it will be watchable #+ it's a Meghna Gulzar directed film and i don't think i've ever hated anything she's put out. let this not be the one that changes things #the only thing f*cking me over is that the music was licensed to Zee so until they sort out their sh*t with Spotify i can't put it #in the Bollywood playlist. f*ck #edit: yelling we're getting two Vicky featured films in the same month who thought this through

[gfwooyo]

wait is twins actually good??

i mean.....idk that i'd call it Good persay but i'm having fun with it! i have to suspend my disbelief that nobody would be extremely concerned if the "best" volleyball player is suddenly playing worse than a beginner and doesn't know anything about anyone around him lmao and i occasionally have to watch at 2x speed but sprite is my sweet loser baby boy and i love first's progression from anger/annoyance to confusion to fondness <3 i'm hoping we start to get more between the twins themselves bc the whole reason for their rift is interesting and has so much potential

update: forgot to mention that i genuinely just love volleyball a lot and it's been years since i played and i miss it so it's extra fun watching ❤️

#and bc i like it just enough to keep watching if they fuck up i will get very angry djfjjddk #also i clocked zee as autistic real quick and ik hes an asshole to almost everyone but i understandddd him and i want him to realize he- #has autonomy and can create a life he wants with people he wants and it doesn't have to be him vs the world!!! #and sprite deserves so much better i feel so bad for him he is so so good and hes trying so hard to help but he needs to put himself first #phew. did not realize i had Thoughts fjfjdjdjd #twins the series #asks

[real-total-drama-takes]

Zee and Ripper do you guys see the vision...

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#THEIR SHIP NAME IS ZIPPER #has anyone else thought of that yet? #zipper #td zee #td ripper #zee total drama #ripper total drama #total drama #total drama 2023 #td spoilers

[the-woild-is-y-erster]

oh ye children of lands that probably know more about this than i do

i humbly ask your opinion

so ive talked before abt how bad my knees are, right?

so i finally went to the doctor, he was really nice, said something something something its a problem with my plica, which are little folds in the lining of my knee left over from growing as a kid. and theres no treatment except for a really invasive and potentially useless surgery.

but!

that doesnt stop me from being in near-constant pain!!!!!

and i have a velcro knee "brace" thing, but mostly what it does is make my knee sweaty and sometimes hurt more. and also both of my knees hurt, and i only got one brace.

all this to say, i'm going antiquing with my brother this weekend, and i know for a fact that a few of the antique stores we're plannin on goin to have one of those like buckets of just. antique canes.

do you see where i am going.

i have this thing in my head. that tells me that a cane might help. but then it tells me that it would make me look like im faking it to get a cool cane. (which the looking cool thing would only be a bonus tbh)

so i humbly ask of ye, oh cane users and really bad leg pain havers, what do i do? do i ignore my pain, potentially to the detriment of my knee lining, or do i get a cane and look like i'm faking?

#and like #i dont wanna intrude on the Cane Using Community #you know? like i dont wanna use a mobility aid without being Disabled™️ #like theres a mental block there and i cant figure out how to get rid of it #also i dont wanna get picked on<3 #because im a young person with knee pain who might need to use a cane #and if i get one #you know how bad the kids at my school would be? #callin me grandpa even more than they do when i wear only my brace and complain about my back hurting #which it does #but thats another can of worms #anyway. #if you are disabled a cane user a wheelchair user anyone who might have a valid opinion on this #please let me know #i genuinely dont want to take away from the disabled community by being 'abled' but useing a mobility aid #zeph's thoughts #zee has knee pain and what else is new!

[tawaifeddiediaz]

hi! just in case you weren’t aware the person whose made that art of Buck and Jee has been whitewashing Jee in all of their art and has refused to apologise for it or see it for what it is.

mostly sounds like you didn't pay attention to everything the artist explained extremely clearly despite a language barrier, and given that you're on anon, either you were a perpetrator in that dogpile, or you're someone that refuses to listen, or maybe both, or maybe a secret third thing, i dont know and i don't care.

because if this was a true issue that you felt genuine concern about, you would come to me off anon, or maybe in my dm's, rather than like this because you know your argument isn't going to hold in my inbox.

i urge you to pay attention to that explanation, and i also urge you to stop policing people on anon

have a great rest of your day ◡̈

#zee answers #i feel like NO ONE listened to what the artist was saying #and that no one listened to that very clear explanation that they laid out that made complete sense #and you will NEVER find me blindly supporting people without any real critical thought of my own #this fandom has had its issues with white/red/yellow washing #and it still does with art and gifs #but this artist is not an example #and the way it was done was not right at all #fandom discourse

[altruistic-meme]

Hey bestie. You send me your middle of the night thoughts, so I figured I'd return the favor whether or not you want it. 💀 Hypothetically if I drop out of college, what's the move?

hello babe!! i always love hearing your thoughts <3

hypothetically speaking of course, i would absolutely recommend having an idea of what your options are and what you may want to work on when you have the time and energy that you will no longer be having to put towards school. whether that be working on your career (either climbing the ladder in your current job, or seeing if you can find a new job that you may like better/may be in a field you enjoy), working on your craft, working on yourself, maybe volunteering, anything really.

but i do think it is important that you have something to focus on, because it can be easy to fall into a funk if you don't have something to work towards. it doesn't have to be as big as switching careers, of course. it can be something small, it can even be multiple small things.

that all being said, i want to add that people make a huge deal out of dropping out of college but i promise you, it really isn't as dramatic as they say. admittedly, yes, there are doors that having a degree might make it easier to get into. but not having a degree doesn't mean you won't get anywhere in life. and oftentimes you can still get into a lot of the same careers without the degree.

and also, college isn't an early twenties exclusive event. fuck, i think the majority of my classmates were in their late twenties at the youngest, and many were in their 30's and 40's. i had a classmate who was in her late 60's. so even if you drop out now, there is no barrier, no rule, no law saying you can't go back if it's something you choose to do later.

#coming from someone who dropped out of college :'] #i do plan to go back but for now nah #but yes!! definitely consider what you will be doing when you are no longer in school #for me it was working on my career bc i wanted to make enough to moveout #and now im trying to find a point where i feel stable enough to go back to school #my short-term and long-term plans !! #very good to have tho i don't think they are NECESSARY #just taking it day by day is also good but having an idea of what is the best #i am also always available if you wanna chat more about this!!! #it's not a huge deal but i know that it can feel like it #<3 #also i am always available for random thoughts as well <3 in case that wasn't clear skdhfsdf #askers #zee-has-commitment-issues #shh ac

[zethd]

playing my favourite(/s) game of why does my tummy hurt:D

#zee zee’s thoughts #yall this pain has been driving me mad #save me please #hot people have ibs #hot people have stomach pain #i need to have the internet taken away from me #help me please

[backwzzds]

Plug!Zoro x Black Reader. It’s literally 4 am right now and I cannot get him off my mind like just imagine him pulling up and his dark green hellcat for a late night drop but really he’s trying to give you more than just weed 😵‍💫

i never even thought of plug!zoro omg…cuz u onto sum!

like literally i can imagine zoro being that chilled n laid back typa plug. unlike eren or even connie, not a lot of people even know that he sells. he’s the type of plug that has like a set list of customers, and the only way you could cop from him is if one of his already-customers vouched for you to him.

it’s not that he’s scared of getting caught or anything, zoro can give less than a shit about that. but he just didn’t like having his business out there like that. in addition, he didn’t even mean to become a trustworthy ‘plug’ in the first place when his dumb ass accidentally ended up growing some fire ass weed one night. this is purely a hobby for him, one he just happens to make mad bread from!

you on the other hand would be on zoro’s client list through his close friend robin. you forgot how you even got close with him, but that’s how long you’ve known zoro. you could hit him up at any time at night and best believe that blacked out, tinted, emarald green scat pack would be parked outside your house within the half hour.

you couldn’t help but open the door for zoro before he even had the chance to walk in like he usually found himself doing. there was some sexual tension there, you both knew that. but you knew yourself well enough to know that if you gave yourself to zoro, you were never getting your soul back.

“hey mama.”

“man, bout time you got my shit.” the drug dealer gives you a lopsided grin before briefly smiling, flashing you the shiny gold of his canine grill piece. zoro holds up a back and smirks at you. this man would be so fine with the way he’d pat your ass the moment you turned around to let him inside the house.

with a little jump from his grip on you, you playfully roll your eyes at him before taking a seat on the couch. with a small joke, you tease, “31 minutes to get here, that mean my bud free?”

“tch,” the man gives you a quick suck of his teeth as he rests his gun on your coffee table before grabbing your rolling tray and pouring bud on it. “you always get this shit for free, don’t even play with me.” you giggle and throw your feet on his lap underneath the tray as you watch him roll up for the night. “we testing six tonight?”

“are you trying to kill me?” you gasp.

“nah, not when i can do something else,” zoro teased, not even looking in your eyes as he started to seal the first blunt with his saliva. but he doesn’t miss the way your brown cheeks flush a deep red and you look away from his pretty face. he chuckles at your nervousness around him. you were so cute.

six said blunts in, and you were both gone. here you were, perched nearly in zoro’s lap as you yapped his ear off.

“nah, cuz i see the way you be lookin’ at her,” you teased, recalling the memory of some mutual friend of yours, flirting with zoro.

“yeah, so?” zoro teased. “she’s annoying as shit. don’t want her.”

you gasp loudly before giggling. “zee! that’s so mean!”

zoro chuckled, “i didn’t say anything wrong. besides, i got someone else being a pain in my ass right now. i’m good with that,” his voice drops an ovtave as he shoves his face in the crook of your neck. your hand can’t help but fly to his green hair and run your fingers through it.

“damn, imma pain in your ass huh?”

“fine as fuck too,” zoro muttuers, kissing along your neck. “you gonna let me give you sum’n besides bud tonight?”

your breath falters as you feel zoro move his kisses as his hands traveled all over your body. his large hands find their way underneath your pajama shirt and they grip at the fat of your tit, possessively squeezing the flesh in his hand. “yeah? what?”

“could give you dick or head. your pick, mama.” between your legs nearly tingle at his reserved nickname for you. soon after, zoro’s kisses trail across your face as he’s pecking all over your lips. “‘m stayin’ the night either way though.”

you can’t help but test your influence over the plug by teasing him. “ion know, you me playing round. how i know you don’t just wanna fuck me and dip?”

zoro rolls his eyes and slowly shoves his hands down your pajama shorts, finding your already wet heat. with a lopsided smirk, he looks at you malevolently. “yeah, i think you’d like it if i stayed tonight too.”

“nah i don’t think my nigga’ll like that,” you tease, just pulling his leg. at the sight of his glock laid out against your coffee table, you add, “he got a gun you know. like to shoot people. like real scary shit.”

zoro can’t help but smile into your skin as he pulled you into him. “he sure do.”

“oooh, fuck!” you’re damn near struggling to breath as zoro has you split against his cock. “you’re reaching so deep, daddy.”

“yeah, daddy reaching deep in that little pussy baby?” zoro teased as he gave you long and deep strokes. “tell him how much you like that shit mama.”

“so much, daddy. like it so much,” you cried, holding the back of your knees up as far as you could. “gonna cum soon.”

“i know baby, i know,” zoro mutters as he thumbs circles against your puffy clit. “gonna show you that this pussy’s all mine. ‘s all mine right? no one else’s?”

you’re breathing hard as you watch the site of where you two connect. “all yours, zee.” a white ring soon forms against the brownish base of zoro’s cock, highlighting the mix of both your arousals.

eventually, you begin to feel overstimulation peak your adrenaline, so out of instinct, you can’t help but rest your small hands on zoro’s pelvis not exactly pushing him away, but instead trying to relieve the own pressure between your legs.

“man move your hand,” zoro kissed his teeth, but you were too fucked out to even listen.

“‘s too much!” you whined.

ignoring your pleas, zoro gravs both your legs and rests them on your shoulders, watching as the gold anklet he bought you dangle by his ears. “mama move your hand or imma move that shit for you, don’t play with me.”

immediately, you move your hand but let out a sharp cry when zoro grips your hips tight and begins to drill your shit with no mercy. “o-oh my go—“

“can’t help you now, pretty.” zoro gave you his million dollar smirk as he began to rub your nipples between his fingers. “fuck, ‘m almost there baby. gonna cum soon.”

“gonna cum soon daddy?” you whine, grabbing his hand. zoro uses his free own to wrap around your neck, lightly squeezing as he watched you effortlessly submit to him.

“mhm,” zoro hummed, feeling the familiar knot tie in his stomach. gosh, he loved fucking you in missionary like this. he loved looking in your eyes and watching all the love you had for him just flow right down to the juices of your waterpark pussy.

it was rare that a smoke session with him didn’t turn into this man fucking you an inch from pure insanity. zoro was crazy and he proved it each time he stroked his dick deep inside you and flooded you with all of him.

“damn girl, this pussy’s so fuckin’ good,” the drug dealer muttered to himself. “all fuckin’ kine. no one’s fuckin’ you like this but me, ya hear?”

you immediately nod your head, finally feeling yourself cum against him. “i’m coming zee! i’m coming i’m com—!” your screams are cut short as your legs shook around zoro’s shoulders

“might be a little selfish and might just put a baby in you,” zoro smirked down at you. “you’d want that pretty? want me to fill you up and make you a mama?”

“yes,” you whined, feeling your energy slowly drain as you continued to cream against him and the sheets. “please come in me, zoro!”

“sure you want it baby? gotta use your words mama.” zoro bites down on his lip as he tries to hold himself back from drilling into you like a madman.

“mhm, yes zee! cum in me please!”

the greenhead takes a deep breath as he feels his dick twitch inside your warm gummy walls. with the green light, he uses the last inch of stamina left in him to completely wreck you. “fucking hell, that’s it, mama. that’s it. just like that. milk me for all i fucking got—fuck!”

you’re left breathless as zoro fills you up and then some, his cum dripping out of your gaping hole and onto the sheets below you. with a collapse beside you, the plug pulls you into his chest and places chaste kisses all along your face.

#lora’s fics! ೄྀ࿐ #plug!zoro #plug zoro #plug zoro x black reader #plug zoro x reader #plug zoro x chubby reader #roronoa zoro x black reader #zoro x black reader #roronoa zoro x chubby reader #zoro x chubby reader #roronoa zoro x reader #zoro x reader #one piece x black reader #one piece x black!reader #one piece x chubby reader #one piece zoro #zoro one piece #roronoa zoro smut #zoro smut

[zeethearies]

Don't know how much longer I can keep dealin' with menfolk, but I'll keep y'all posted. 💀

#this has been in my drafts for a while #when it should've seen the light of day MONTHS ago #thoughts & feelings #zee txt

[ifangirlalot]

AHH I luv Rich w a shy reader 🤭 Could u maybe do him taking shy!readers virginity ahahhsjdhebskfj

˗ˏˋ 𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐇𝐘!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 ˎˊ˗ | starring richie tozier ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

~smut!~ [𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘:] mentions of prep fingering, oral (fem receiving) p in v, praising, just soft smut in general, sorry guys no filthy kinky stuff here this time <3

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⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ I think Richie actually would have took time to think out how he'd have sex with you for the first time, which is a first because Richie barely ever puts thought into anything. But really, that's only because joking about having sex is one thing, but actually doing it is like a different thing entirely.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ Truth be told, Richie was nervous as fuck.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ You're a virgin, he's a virgin, neither of you have ever done anything remotely sexual, so how the hell is he supposed to do this? He'd been talking a big game about how big his cock was for weeks now, what if his dick isn't actually as big as he thought it was?

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ Ultimately, he decided the best course of action was to do something romantic to make you feel comfortable. He invited you over when his parents weren't home, and right away you notice that he actually cleaned his room and had done a half decent job at combing his hair (which like, that's fucking pointless cuz like it's gonna end up messy anyways-) ⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ Richie started off slow, putting his hands on your shoulders while he gave you an oddly sensual kiss. Usually he just kissed you kind of roughly, which usually lead to a French kiss. But not this time. ⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ When he finally got down to knitty gritty, he was very careful, because he knew how shy and easily anxious you were. He was sure to ask you if certain things were okay before he actually did them, and asked for your preferences beforehand.

"Hey doll, can you touch here?" "Is it okay if I put my hand there?" "Do you want the lights off? It's totally fine if you do, but just so you know you're perfect and I'd love to see if you if you'll let me."

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ If you wanted the lights off, he'd respect your wishes immediately and flick them off. His breath would hitch as you slowly allowed him to take your clothes off, one piece at a time. His mouth would greedily yet slowly trail kisses along your stomach and breasts while his hands stroked and rubbed at your thighs. ⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ He'd make sure to meet your eyes for consent as his hands ran up your thighs and thumbed at the button of your shorts. As soon as you nodded, Richie would eagerly unbutton and unzip them, tugging them down your legs in a slow, yet clearly excited gesture.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ He would place a kiss over your panties before pulling them down as well and gently lapping his tongue over your clit, eliciting a moan from you. He wasn't entirely sure what he was doing? But based on the noises you were making, he assumed that was a good thing and continued with it for a few more minutes before slowly pulling his mouth away, his lips swollen and wet from your juices, before slowly inserting a digit or two between your folds to prepare you.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ Richie would carefully watch your face, see the redness on your cheeks as you anxiously glanced at his bedroom door as though you were afraid someone would hear the lewd sounds and suspect what you and Richie were up to.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ He was quick to assure you.

"Hey, babydoll, just focus on me, okay? My parents are out, no one will hear you I promise. Just me, baby. Don't worry your pretty little head about it. All good, I swear."

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ When he was finished prepping you with his fingers, he slowly undressed himself and removed his glasses with shaky hands. He took his time rolling a condom onto his length. He told himself it was so you had time to prepare, but really it was because he was nervous as all hell.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ Soft, gentle strokes the whole time. His eyes are crinkled in pleasure while he breathes heavily and moans shakily. He's barely able to think straight, but he manages to ask how you're doing.

"Are you.. fuck, oh God oh fuck yeah.. you okay, baby?"

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ When you're both finished, expect Richie to be all over you, in the cuddly, I wanna spend the rest of my life with you, kinda way. After your first time, he'd be more protective over you, mostly because he feels more connected to you than he's ever felt.

[A Note From Zee] So, I'mma take a bit of a break on taking requests (since my inbox has like five more I have to answer, which I will get to I promise), but I have some ideas I wanna do first, thank you. My next post is probably going to be a Yandere Alphabet post since I saw someone else do it and decided I wanted to do it so. Look forward to that.

#💭 ۫⠀HEADCANON.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚ #⊹ . SMUT ۫ . #⊹ . FLUFF ۫ . #finn wolfhard #richie tozier #it chapter one #it chapter two #finn wolfhard x reader #richie tozier x reader #finn wolfhard smut #richie tozier smut #finn wolfhard fluff #richie tozier fluff #boris pavlikovsky #miles fairchild #trevor spengler #ziggy katz #mike wheeler

[watermelonlovershigh]

You're a Little Too Loud in Bed (SMUT)

AN: this was loosely inspired by this tiktok. i instantly thought of writing a fan fiction when i watched it. and before anyone comes at me with negative comments, i would NEVER write a story where a child sees their parents having sex. that's very traumatizing for so many. this is as far as i'd go in writing something like this. let me know if you enjoyed!!

This story contains: sex, use of vibrators, crying child, comfort, reassurance, fluffy ending

{ dadrry - dilf!harry - husbandrry - soft!harry - 3 kids (2 unnamed, 1 named Masie [May-zee] ) - harry age 35 }

word count- 1,709

Due to the pleasurable sex you had with Harry, you accidently moan too loud and your daughter down the hall wakes up and gets scared that something is wrong with her mummy.

Harry was currently fucking you from behind. You're on all fours in the center of your king size bed, Harry standing on his knees as he thrusted into you. He had one hand on your hip and the other was reaching down, holding your vibrating wand to your clit to give you added pleasure as well as pleasure for him because the vibrations were hitting his balls with each thrust.

You were trying really hard to stay quiet because your kids were asleep in their rooms down the hall. But with Harry's long, thick cock pounding into your pussy and the steady vibrations attacking your clit, you were struggling with that. Even Harry was struggling to keep his moans at bay.

See, the two of you typically have two different types of sex in your sex lives. The sex that's more slow and anguished where you're all lovey dovey with each other. It can be done in the bathtub or under the covers. Basically love making. Which you'd say you do most often just because you both genuinely love feeling close to one another on levels other than physically, like emotionally.

Then there's fucking sex. Sex that isn't really love making but isn't too kinky either. You normally do positions other than missionary and add a couple toys into the mix. What you're doing now is what you'd consider more so fucking. When you make love you can normally keep quiet and allow your moans to travel into one another's mouths from sloppily making out. But with sex in doggy position with a vibrator in use, it's so much hader.

When you feel yourself getting close, you shove your head into your pillow to try and conceal the moans that you know you won't be able to hold in any longer when you climax. Harry doesn't even need to ask if you're close because he can feel you becoming wetter and your walls are starting to seize up around his shaft.

Harry leans over your back and heaves in a seductive voice, "Come on, let go for me. Let go, baby." He was struggling to hold off on his own orgasm because you just felt so good. And he wasn't twenty-five any more. He's thirty-five. Fucking you in doggy really wears him out.

"I'm, Oh God," you start to speak but are cut off when Harry begins moving the wand from side to side over your clitoris to speed up the process, "I'm coming. Holy shit!" Your back arches upwards and your hands grip the bed sheets beneath you so hard you feel as if you might just rip a hole in the fabric. Your vaginal walls squeeze Harry so tightly that he begins to come as well.

Once you start to come down from your orgasms, Harry turns the vibrating wand off and tosses it across the bed. His hips stop their thrusting and slowly he becomes soft within you. You're both breathing heavy and have a thin layer of sweat coating your naked skin. Your knees give out which leads to you laying flush to the mattress. And well, with Harry still inside of your cunt, he comes crumbling down with you.

He carefully falls on your back so he doesn't hurt you and for a minute you lay together in silence, soaking up each others comfort and love. That is until you hear a wailing cry coming from down the hallway. "Fuck," Harry grumbles, not wanting to separate from your body but knowing he has to check on his child, "I'll go see what's the matter, alright. You stay put." He really hoped whoever was crying hadn't been sick because he really doesn't want to deal with puke right now. But he would if he had to.

With a kiss to the back of your sweaty neck, Harry slips out of you and begins to shuffle off the bed and towards his dresser to find himself some briefs and shorts to put on. You turn around and get under the duvet to cover yourself up at least a little bit. After Harry is dressed enough, he flings your bedroom door open and quickly travels down the hall to where the cries are coming from.

He comes to realize they are coming from your daughter Masie's room, who's five years old. Harry opens her door and coos gently while walking towards her little bed, "Hey loves, what's the matter? Why'r you crying, baby?"

Masie looks at her father and makes grbby hands, wanting him to pick her up. She's a bit too heavy to lift like this but Harry will do anything for his children. Once she's in her daddy's arms, she cries with her little arms around his neck and her head on his shoulder, "I..... I heard mummy screaming. Is she, is she okay?"

Harry has never felt more embarrassed yet proud in his entire life as he does right now. Embarrassed that his daughter heard you screaming during sex. Well it was more so loud moaning that you tried to conceal best as possible, but to a five year old, screaming is the best word she can describe it as. And proud he can still make you scream during sex.

Rubbing a palm up and down her small back, Harry coos, "Shhh, she's perfectly fine, lovie. Mummy wasn't screaming in a bad way. It was happy screams."

As Masie's cries slowly stop, she demands softly, "Wanna see mummy, please."

"Okay, okay, but she'll come in here, alright. Here, sit on your bed and I'll bring her in here so she can tell you she's fine." Harry tells his daughter while carefully setting her back down in her bed. He would have brought her to you but he knows you're not decent at the moment, still chilling naked under the covers.

Masie mutters out a quiet, "M'kay." and waits for her mummy to come see her. Harry quickly goes back into your shared bedroom with embarrassment on his face. You look at your husband as he enters and question worriedly, "Is my baby, okay? What was wrong?"

He goes over to your dresser to pick you out some clothes and answers, "Maise heard you screaming. She thought something was wrong with you and was just worried. Now she wants you to come see her. Here, let me help you get dressed." Harry helps you slip over your t-shirt, not bothering with a bra around the house, and pair of panties and shorts.

Right before you make your way to your daughters room, Harry whispers, "Guess m'gonna have to hold your mouth shut next time."

You turn around with a cheeky glare and retort, "Hey, it's not my fault you fucked me so well. Can barely walk and my clit is still throbbing uncomfortably."

Hand in hand you enter Masie's bedroom and she's just where Harry had left her. When she sees you her bottom lip quivers and she begins to cry again, probably from relief her mummy was okay. No matter how good of a fuck you just had, your daughter's well being is your number one priority and it kills you that she was this worried about you. Thank god you have a rule in this house to always knock on your door so she didn't walk in on the act. That would have traumatized everyone.

"Hey, my darling, mummy's alright. See, I'm okay." you say in a comforting voice as you lean down to wrap her in a hug.

With her face buried in your neck, she asks, "You screamed happy screams?" You snatch you head around to give Harry who's standing in the doorway a death stare. How dare he, but also how else are you supposed to explain to a five year old that what she heard was moans from her parents being intimate. I mean it's totally normal and healthy for couples to have sex but she's way too young to know that right now.

"Yes Masie, mummy was screaming because she was really happy. You know your daddy makes mummy real happy sometimes. Just like when something is really funny and you laugh loudly, well that's kinda like what mummy done, okay."

She nods and questions, "Can I sleep with you tonight, please?" She doesn't really get to sleep in bed with you and Harry unless she's sick, but on special occasions you'll let her, or any of your kids for that matter.

Hugging her to you tightly and lifting her off the bed, you answer, "Yeah, I guess for tonight it won't hurt. Harry, go um, fresh," you try and tell him without saying it out loud, pointing at Masie's covers, "change them." you mouth the last part. Realization comes across Harry's face and he gives you a thumbs up before scurrying off to change your bed sheets.

Though you did lay a towel down during the sex, just something about your daughter sleeping in the same sheets and duvet you fucked on feels wrong. To give him a minute to change the bedding on your bed, you carry Masie into the hall bathroom and help her use the toilet before she sleeps again. Of course she's potty trained but still needs help wiping sometimes.

Five minutes later you walk back into your bedroom to see Harry just now finishing changing the bedding. He turns around and speaks, "There's my girls. Come on, get under the covers and lets give each other cuddles." Your family is very physically affectionate people. You all love hugs and cuddling one another.

You set your daughter Masie in the center of the bed and both you and Harry slip in the duvet beside her. Once Harry turns the lamp off, you both sink down under the fresh covers more and slide over until she's right in between the two of you. You each lean down and place a kiss to her tiny cheeks before settling in the warmth of each other for sleep.

Right as you and Harry start to drift off from exhaustion, you hear a small, "Love you." coming from your daughters mouth. Harry and you both reply back with, "We love you, too." and then sleep finally takes over.

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[lix-ables]

꒰ 🎀 ꒱ mdni. ( CONTINUATION OF THREE'S NEVER A CROWD )

"just like that baby, you're doing so good," chan's voice is in your head, and its maybe the only thing that you can think of, because you're mind is blank. that's also how fucked you were, and looked.

drool all the way down your chin, your fingers sticky with someone's cum, your vision blurry so you couldn't make out who was in front of you, tear stains at the corners of your eyes, but for chan, you were a damn perfect sight.

and also for jisung, it seemed like. when your fingers moved along the length of his cock, with chan's voice guiding you, your eyes fluttered at the sight of the boy in front of you. sweaty, also fucked, and panting.

"rub the tip baby, remember ji liked it the last time you did that," chan coos, his voice full of lust and an octave low - just how you liked it.

the last time. that was a couple nights ago, when chan brought jisung home for the first time. the first time since he caught you and your boyfriend in the studio, the sight quite unbearable for him, because you swore you could see the bulge in his pants, tight against the material, and sure it made you whine.

but the moment chan called him inside, you also swore your thighs never shook like they did that night, and here you were, hands on his thighs, your fingers trailing his bare skin.

you bite your bottom lip and look up at jisung to continue. with a nod from him, his fingers come to tug on your hair, and you tilt your face to look up at him clearer. all jisung could see was you on your knees for him, and the marks chan had left at the base of your neck. he's never gotten so hard before, neither has he had someone suck and stroke his cock twice in the same night. never has he also acted this submissive in front of someone, let alone you, because all his thoughts about you were of him railing into you, his hands grabbing your waist to hold you against him, his fingers shifting in the front to help you, just for you to clench around him. and he was ashamed of it.

until that night in chan's studio, when he saw you come for chan, your centre humping and grinding against his thigh. he could see the neediness in your eyes when you turned around to look at him.

until chan asked you to sit in front of the two of you, and watch you come for chan and him — until a few nights ago, when he made you come on his fingers and he watched you take those same fingers into your mouth, and suck.

until now. the sight was unbearable, you in front of him, while chan sat next to him on the couch, and watched you rub just his tip. those circular movements driving him crazy, making him curse inwardly. his fingers move to grip the armrest, nails digging into the material as he caught the sight of chan staring at both of you. "you want to come again don't you?"

chan looks at jisung, before shifting in his seat. maybe that was the first time you looked at him — his shirt buttoned down, tie loose and sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

"maybe we should use this tie on you, hm? and if you can guess whose hands are touching you, you can come."

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[respectthepetty]

Twins - It's the hair

My siblings in sin, for all of y'all struggling with telling which twin is which, it's the hair. Zee's hair is down. Sprite's is parted.

Sprite parted his hair back at the beginning of episode six and has left it that way since.

So the twin in the beginning of episode nine who got beat up? Hair down. Zee.

The twin on the date with First? Hair parted. Obviously Sprite.

The twin at the first practice who Salmon spoke to? Hair parted. Obviously Sprite.

The twin who looked at the rebuttal to the Salmon drama? Hair parted. Sprite.

Injured finger? How could y'all even question it when it was followed by a make out session?! SPRITE!

Practice when First almost got hit by the ball because he was staring?

Zee!

Parted. Sprite.

Bathroom incident?

ZEE IN SPRITE'S BLUE!!!!!

Zee is also no longer wearing his necklace.

Which is why it might be difficult for some of y'all, but this is Zee.

The twin who drank the drugged water? Zee.

The twin who ran on the court in the end? Sprite.

Which is why I think First is catching on.

And y'all should too!

Quick! Which twin is which?

I thought I trained y'all for the visual narrative Olympics.

Do better.

#twins the series #it's the hair #visual rhetoric #I trained y'all for this #I feel like the team manager of this show #trained the whole entire time #and now when needed y'all are lost! #LOOK AT THE HAIR!

[moonlessdusk]

I’m over analyzing this scene to spread mkulia propaganda

But also I would like to show everyone that believes that MK and Julia don’t actually care for each other and would coldly betray each other The Scene from Episode 8.

The premise for this conversation is that in the last challenge, Chris broke the campers down into teams of three, two of which had a sabotage option and MK had an ultimately unhelpful advantage that a teammate chose. After being set back by the third team, Julia opted to use her sabotage on MK, who had a huge lead. Julia and her team ultimately won the challenge and immunity in part because of the sabotage.

The editing here is strange because Julia had an unrelated confessional, followed by a scene from Zee and confessional from him but the scene opens presumingly right after her confessional. It’s early morning and MK is right outside the confessional, claiming to have been looking for Julia all morning. From what we know of MK, she would not care to expend the energy looking for anything unless she thought it would give her an advantage. But no, she says she was looking for Julia specifically because she was anxious that Julia was avoiding her. Look at her face, she’s genuinely concerned when she says this; MK usually has some kind of sarcastic/snide remark when she’s not being serious.

Julia tries at first to laugh off the notion as if it’s no big deal, but she’s doing an unusually bad job at doing it. This is unusual for Julia because we know she knows how to act and play people, that’s all she did for the first half of the last season. But consider thematically that MK is the *reason* Julia got to be her authentic self after being ousted as a fraud and how Julia said it felt right to just be herself. It has to feel particularly wrong to lie to MK when the premise of their relationship is appreciating each other for their real selves.

Look at how quick Julia’s facade drops and MK’s face knowing it’s a lie:

MK, who again, has a tendency to make sarcastic remarks, just says “So, yes,” when Julia tries to deny avoiding her. Then she glances away like this before trying to reassure Julia that she’s not mad:

She actually looks uncomfortable, like she’s not used to having to reassure people like this and she’s generally awkward trying to get the words out. If MK didn’t care, if she was lying about actively looking for Julia, she easily could’ve scripted this out and throw in her signature snarking humor. We know from her audition tape that she’s also good at being sneaky and we know from past episodes that she enjoys seeing people squirm, but there’s no indication she’s enjoying this conversation.

What her assurance essentially breaks down to is saying she’s not mad at Julia for using her sabotage on her. After she says this she pauses because she spots Zee shenanigans behind Julia but tries to refocus but we see Julia give MK this look:

It’s a very subtle detail but Julia slightly lifts her head and raises her eyebrows. She looks like she can’t believe someone is actually forgiving her despite doing what any other person on the island would perceive as a backstabbing. Considering the ruthless way she played last season and her strategy to just keep winning immediately, it could be argued that she was just worried she burned a bridge and would have to do it again. But if that was the case, she wouldn’t just be silently listening to what MK had to say, she’d just go back to being The Mean Girl.

But she doesn’t and MK begins to elaborate that she thinks they make a great team and she begins to say “All I want is for—” before total drama does what it does and undercuts the moment with Zee’s shenanigans. It being these two though, I can’t imagine MK saying something too sentimental though and it’s clearly water under the bridge as they immediately agree to mess with Zee and are back to doing confessionals together.

I could go on and on about different scenes that reinforced this one. I just totally refute the idea that they aren’t genuine with each other because they have what feels like the most planned out dynamic of the new generation. It’s not out of character for these two to have gotten along so quickly or for them to care about each other like this.

We’re just watching a yuritastic slow burn.

#it’s 2am and I’m still not over this #please ask me to analyze more because I enjoy them a normal amount #mkulia #td mk #td julia #total drama mk #total drama julia #total drama 2023 #total drama reboot #total drama spoilers