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[edns]

❗+ 🔅 for mr cyrus hehe <33

❗: Which chores will you be the most proficient in?

Out of the three given in the game... Probably stable duty. Cyrus is not awful with animals, but he can't fly much... And cleaning rubble/weeding bores him LOL

🔅: Where will Byleth most likely find you in the entire monastery?

Three places he could be at is the training grounds, the cathedral, and the cemetery... He is mostly at the training grounds though. Not really sparring with anyone in particular, mostly practicing alone.

[tojisun]

EXPAND ON THIS

https://www.tumblr.com/tojisun/758472884430716928/no-matter-how-hard-you-try-you-just-cant-make

AND MY LIFE IS YOURS

aww im glad that u (all) liked that blurb!! didnt expect the vitriol in ur guys’ reactions but ykw? samesies <3 oki uhh so heres something quick and simple

cw: fivesome (but they go in order, also simon doesnt properly get a turn im sorry 😞); f!reader; subspace; builds up into consensual noncon; unrealistic sex; rambly as hell and its set up messily; wc is 3.6k :’3

(you tell them it’s a wrong send, and that it’s meant for johnny so they all said, “oh damn. welp,” and leaves you and johnny to go at it all night long teehee <33) (jk) (unless) (no ok im jk)

johnny fucks you first. the guys didn’t complain, and trickled into your room, ready to fall to whatever place they could sit down to watch. johnny laughs, and tugs you towards him, gently slapping your hand away when you try to cover yourself up with your shirt, and tells them, “watch me.”

not us, but me. like you’re a nameless hole whose only worth is to be fucked, and somehow that… doesn’t deter you at all.

instead, you ignore the warmth flooding in your cheeks and the stares that drag on your body, and focused on johnny’s smirk and his crooning words and his wide palms roving over whatever sliver of your skin he can touch. he positions himself in between your legs, his fatigues an uncomfortable sensation against your oversensitive skin.

he doesn’t care. he drags down his zipper and frees his cock from his briefs, before swiping his palm on the inside of your thigh, gathering the excess lube glistening there to use it as oil for his prick. your nose scrunches when he brings his hand to give himself a quick tug, foreskin peeling from the head to show off how flushed it is.

he crawls until he’s on top of you, and throws out, “let me show ye how to fuck ‘er, yes?”

you don’t even realize the words are for the rest of the squad because he’s already slipping his cock in your cunt, slow and careful, and you keen because yessss—

this is the delicious burn you’ve wanted. oh god oh god—

it didn’t even take johnny long before you’re cumming, your throat spasming at the scream that rips itself out from within you. your hips rise from the bed, your body jolting, unable to ground itself at the breaking euphoria that forced shockwaves to raze your synapses.

you fall on the bed limply, satiation filling you up in lapping waves. johnny pulls out and fucks his fist and sprays his cum all over your stomach. he musses it up, rubbing his palm against it like it’s a damn lotion, and lathers whatever inch of your belly he can cover.

it’s gross and weird, especially as the recollection that you’ve had an audience hits you, but then johnny’s stepping back and moving away. you try to shut your legs close, but someone’s already shuffling in, taking up the space that johnny had carved out.

you stare up at your captain, shock filling you up. he doesn’t ask with words but he quirks his brow up, waiting, and you don’t know what it is, but you give him a nod before ducking your head to the side.

which was a mistake, you learn, because you make eye contact with kyle; kyle who is—was—slowly rubbing himself through his pants, his palm gliding over his chub. his eyes are blown wide and he looks ravenous as he meets your gaze.

you hiccup, feeling cornered and delighted at the same time, but then john’s rubbing his cock along your messy folds, using the mess you and johnny made to lube himself up, and you mewl, tearing your eyes away from kyle to meet john’s stare head on.

he looks… calm. not teasing nor hungry, but poised with forced grace like this is another mission, and he has willed his full body to sync together so that not even a stray strand of hair will falter and miss a beat.

you don’t know how to position that with yourself, not like you needed to dwell on it any further because john’s already thrusting in. like johnny, he is careful, but he is more cautious, pushing inch by inch without even a ragged breath like he’s scoping out your reaction before he could let out his.

god, why’s everything so difficult with him—even now, speared with his cock, you still don’t know how to react. it’s like you’re a recruit all over again, dawdling underneath your CO’s scrutiny. it’s jarring, terrifying, really, but then john’s drooping onto you, his head tipping down to nuzzle close to your jaw, and this level of intimacy is what rips a moan out of you. it is drawn out and high-pitched, and so, so utterly debauched.

you hear more than see john’s pleased laugh, his breaths coming out in puffs that brush against your neck in a ticklish manner. the moment drags on—nuzzles and quiet huffs, and slow rocks of his hips almost like he’s taking his time to savour you; to allow you to get used to his size because he’s so different from johnny.

johnny is thick, but john is long. he is reaching deeper than you have ever known, and it’s so overwhelming that you begin to cling to him, in need of any way to ground yourself down from the slow-racing pleasure.

you don’t know how long he’s got you like that, but then he’s pulling back and away, and, “nonono, please. please, sir—”

“shh, i’ve got you,” he rumbles, still so utterly quiet that it forces out the tears faster, and you know something’s changed because john is looking at you with a proud smile, all tactile as he manhandles you to your side, before disappearing behind you. you feel your head being lifted then dropped onto something harder than your pillow, and it is only the smell of ozone that lets you know that john had pillowed your head with his arm, while the other snakes around your waist to pull you closer to him.

you stare at the expanse of your room but everything looks like they’re appearing underneath a hazy filter, so you blink your eyes to clear them from that mist but it remains unchanged. you feel heavy, all of sudden, like you’re submerged in water, wading through the ripples. floating.

you try to look at the others but all you see are blurs of colours, and you know this should terrify you, you know something’s happening in your mind, but you feel so good. so happy. so you fold into yourself, accepting the haze with a keen because john’s fucking back into you.

it is still so utterly gentle, like love-making, and this makes you sob because the euphoria is dizzying and overwhelming. it is something you haven’t felt before—johnny fucks you like a man starved; john fucks you like he’s trying to meld himself into you. or you into him.

it is so drastically different, and you were made to navigate the changing tides. but you can’t, not when john—

“fuck!” you scream, thrashing in his hold, but john ignores your voice as his heavy hand falls on your cunt with consistent smacks.

you feel lightheaded, untethered, and this is what pushes you to the edge. your orgasm is cataclysmic. it’s like having the fabrics of your reality collide until you are a supernova, bright and burning and so, so, so ecstatic.

you don’t even know how you came down from that high, but when you wake up, john’s already pulled out and your thighs feel extra sticky. you sniffle, turning to accept the quick kiss he leaves on your cheek. he pulls away and you watch him sink back to the lone chair in your room, and only then do you realize he’s still in his uniform. still in the fatigues.

it makes you extra vulnerable somehow and you twist, trying to find anything to cover yourself with, but your shirt’s been thrown to the floor, far from your reach, and your blankets were kicked off the bed.

you grumble, shyness encroaching again now that there’s no one to monopolize your attention, but a movement from the corner of your eyes makes you jolt. you turn, forcing your eyes to focus, and you blink in surprise because you are sure that kyle wasn’t there before—close to your shelving that is stuffed with little knickknacks and souvenirs brought to you by the boys when they take on separate missions that don’t require your involvement.

the same shelving where you’ve plopped your charging vibrator on. the very same one that is being held up by kyle.

“kyle?” you ask, unable to say any more with how wrecked your voice has become. but the call echoes like a gunshot in the suddenly stifling room, and they all look at you as one. like it didn’t matter if kyle was the one holding the wand because they all knew what they want, and it is to see you be fucked with it.

excitement fills you up despite the throbbing exhaustion settling in your bones, and you wonder if they could scent it with the way the pressure in the room grows heavy, almost bladed—ice shards against still waters.

kyle moves towards you and your eyes track the wand, almost hypnotized by it, and watch as he drops it on the mattress to shuck off his clothes. it is only then do you turn to him, hungry in the way you devour how he moves, how he breathes, how he unbuckles his belt.

his trousers come first, then his shirt. kyle is a catastrophic wonder—seeing him naked like this makes your core throb, aching need stretching in the yawning of your stomach, because he is so beautiful, terrifyingly so.

he reaches for your waist and drags you so you’re laying on your back again, your legs sprawled out on either side of his hips. he looks down at you, his eyes crinkled in his smile. he looks so charming, boyish and youthful, and he makes you thrum with quiet desire because you feel safe even when you’re bare before him.

you feel particularly cherished, like you are the apple of his eye.

“you’ve been so good to us, love,” he murmurs, but in the silence of everyone, his voice bounces off the walls, seeping into where the others are, watching raptly once again.

you nod, not knowing what else to say. kyle chuckles, the sound trickling like quiet chimes, and you wonder if he’s doing this for you—talking to you in whispers to give your body time to come down from the tremors, or filling you up with something other than a cock because johnny had come in scathing, and john had pierced you with something consuming, and kyle—

kyle is trying to distract you.

you’ve forgotten about the toy, sitting there so innocently. it’s out of your reach, tucked preciously close to kyle’s left leg the way he treats all his smaller guns—never straying beyond his person, and hovering close. you’ve once asked him if it wasn’t more comforting to have it on him where he can feel its weight and kyle had looked at you with that soft smile like you’ve uttered something so delightful, before telling you, “there’s a certain pleasure in having it displayed.”

like a promise and an assurance—he will always be faster; the one who is more in control.

and today, kyle is treating the wand with the same vehemence.

you didn’t even know you were already shaking your head until kyle had cupped your cheek, quiet sounds of comfort rumbling from his chest.

“don’t worry,” he says, eyes blazing with a terrifying promise. “all good girls have to be rewarded.”

kyle doesn’t fuck you with his cock right away; instead, he’d bent over and took a nipple into his mouth. it makes you gasp, back arching at every wet suck. there is pleasure to derive, but it is so muted that you begin to settle back into your mattress, waiting, almost in bated breath because kyle has yet to reach for the wand.

you jolt when he finally uses his hands, stomach tensing in anticipation. but still, kyle doesn’t reach for it, and instead he swipes a finger to your slit. your pussy’s still so sensitive so it makes you buck, a sharp animalistic sound tearing from your throat, and kyle takes advantage of the sudden change in the pace.

he slips in two fingers in your cunt, curling to poke at your walls, before fucking them out—he lifts up and sucks your other nipple—and punching them back in. it’s a wet slide, each thwaps ring in your head, and you moan, clawing at kyle’s back because how could he make you feel good just like this?

it’s almost a laughable parallel—just an hour ago, you had been in the same position, with your legs parted open and two fingers fucking in, while your other hand flicks at your nipples because you had so desperately wanted any form of orgasm. god, it didn’t even need to feel ecstatic, just something that’d rip your aching need into quiet tides. and now here you are, spread open with kyle mirroring every flick of his fingers and every pinching sensation on your nipples, and he is making you feel good.

how dare he. how dare he give you unadulterated pleasure with just his fingers? how could you ever go back to masturbating now that he’s even triumphed over your previous failures, showing your body that there are ways to make your toes curl without a cock nor a toy?

how dare he—

“no!” you whine, circling your hand around his wrist when he pulls out. you were so close; its tendrils spreading all over your body in the wake of your encroaching orgasm. you thought you were going to be rewarded? kyle promised. he said so!

“oh, love,” kyle coos, breaking through the swirling turmoil in your head. “i’m not done yet, i promise.”

you have to bite your bottom lip to stop the sob that is lodged in your throat as you watch kyle give his cock a pump before lining it up with your cunt. unlike johnny and john—and the reminder that they’re there, with simon, makes you jolt for a quick second—kyle doesn’t press in slow nor gentle.

no.

kyle punches everything in. you scream, the sound guttural as you are filled so quickly and so deeply, leaving you to feel the sudden crescendo of your pleasure. your body spasmed—because there was nothing else that could explain the sensation of having all your synapses sing with a ripping pleasure—before you black out for a second.

you come to the feeling of kyle’s hand mapping your belly, digging just enough that his fingers dimple your skin. you are still stretched and stuffed, and the remnants of your pleasure fire up again.

he flicks his eyes up to you with a smile. “came so soon f’r me, love.”

your only response is a gurgle. it makes kyle laugh.

“that must mean y’r ready for something else, yeah?”

a confused whimper bubbles from your throat. kyle just snaps his hips in reply, rendering your mind shut again. you hear him shuffling against the sheets, his free hand reaching for something you cannot see, and you feel your mind pressing at its edges, trying to retrieve the memory of what it is he is looking for because you know what it is, you’re sure.

buzzing noises fill your ears, the sound ricocheting around the space, and your body locks, recollection slamming into you. you tear your gaze away from the far wall to look at kyle.

you wonder what your face must’ve looked like because kyle begins to croon.

“i’ve seen this from a homemade porn video.” he shrugs at the incredulous expression on your face. “and i’ve always wanted to try it because sweetheart, they didn’t press it on her clit.”

what—

kyle moves, his body rippling with ease. you don’t notice but the boys crowd in, interest bright in their eyes. only ghost continues to be rooted in his spot, and it is only his head tipping to the side that lets the others know he’s just as interested.

kyle presses the toy on your belly. your nose scrunches in displeasure because it just feels like you’re being massaged incorrectly, but he keeps shifting, hunting, and it’s weird because kyle’s still in you so what—

you gasp, eyes widening at the odd sensation. kyle freezes, his body curling into something predatory, and digs your wand there on your—

“no way,” johnny laughs, and you want to snarl at him to go away but you can’t because he’s right.

no way.

kyle had pressed the vibrating bulb of your toy just below your belly and slightly before your upper pelvic area—kyle had pressed the toy on your womb.

the pleasure is new, uncharted, and it is petrifying because you’ve never felt this way before. you didn’t even know it was possible to stimulate yourself there, but kyle’s already resuming the pace he’d set, fucking his cock in deeply almost like he wants to feel the buzz from within.

you begin to sob but the tears feel different this time. they’re still out of pleasure, but the swirling surprise melts the euphoria into something frightening. you don’t even realize you’ve begun to babble.

“no more!” you hiccup, weak fists thumping against kyle’s chest only to be restrained by john and johnny, each man pushing them down with their own hands.

everything feels too scary, all of a sudden. this pleasure of yours is bigger than you have ever expected and it’s building up too fast and too soon, and still, kyle remains unfazed.

“i’m scared! i’m scared, kyle please!”

your words turn into unintelligible warbles, and kyle just says how you are so adorable like this.

“y’r pussy’s going stir crazy, baby,” he croons amidst your tears and you want to scream at him, to be mad and say something mean, but you feel so utterly lost in the bubbling bliss.

it is something you’ve never felt before; it’s almost like you are relearning your body at this very moment—like kyle is unmaking you, and remodelling you, and you feel this cathartic bloating of your orgasm.

kyle sees the moment you succumbed to the enveloping terror of your euphoria, and it’s like he’s been waiting for this moment because he begins to fuck you faster. deeper. his pelvis meets the plush of your ass with every thrust, while he digs the toy further down your flesh.

how could the vibrations ripple past the fat, you don’t know, but your orgasm is building, peaking—

it breaks with another scream tearing from your lungs. this one is much stronger than the previous ones, and enveloping because it feels like your whole body has shut down in the wake of your release.

your mind splinters, your body falling limp like your strings have been cut loose, and kyle turns forgiving again because he shuts the toy down and throws it away. he pulls out and only then do you feel the trickle of his cum sliding out of you.

he leans in, brushing his nose over your cheek. then, “just one more, little bird.”

kyle slides off the bed, but so do john and johnny, and you hiccup, still sobbing, still floating from the world-shattering climax, when simon greets you.

he is quiet for a while, watching as you catch your breath. you couldn’t even stop yourself from sniffling, tears pooling in the corners of your eyes to stain your already blotchy cheeks. he grunts, hand falling to brush unimaginably soft touches across your body, observing.

waiting.

“was’it?” you finally bite out because you know simon—you know ghost—and there is something that’s sitting on the tip of his tongue that he so desperately wants to spit out.

simon grumbles, rolling his eyes.

you groan, growing impatient. “tell m’.”

but he still doesn’t talk, choosing instead to manhandle your body until it is close to him. you want to tell him to give you a minute; that you’re still so sore and tired, and kyle just fucked you mindless that you need a goddamn break, so, “s’mon, no…”

he grunts, palming along your waist, then your hips, before it stops on the fat of your ass. he grabs a handful.

“won’t you let me fuck this hole instead,” simon finally replies.

your heart lurches to your throat, and you’re not the only one surprised because johnny’s bounding in close, excited, chatting simon’s ear how he wants to go next, “please, LT?”

you want to tell him to ask you, not simon, but simon’s already giving his assent with a huff, chirping how johnny’s so impatient—a master and his dog—before they turn to you again.

it is only then do you realize that simon hadn’t been asking for proper permission; it was all formalities because he was not going to settle for anything that isn’t yes.

anal sex hasn’t been something you are really interested in; no amount of porn and online anecdotes can change your mind, but simon’s gaze is heavy. it’s final.

before you can even reply, john’s already throwing something to simon. he catches it with ease, and only when simon flicks his hand do you recognize it to be the lube you’ve chucked away in your anger when this whole night started. kyle returns with the wand.

you lay there, on simon’s lap, seeing them flanking you for this… corrupting.

“okay,” you muster, trying to stake even a semblance of control.

thankfully, they ignore the shaking of your fists or the way your chest begins to heave in your morbid anticipation. simon laughs, and swoops down to nip your cheek.

“good girl.”

whew whyd it become a long ramble of smut??? it was supposed to be a john n johnny centric fucking bc of the prelude but alas, i needed to write a semblance of dark!kyle so here we are <3

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[ayochae]

𝐄𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | 𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫

Synopsis: needy service top winter? well, yes!

Pairing: top! minjeong x bottom! fem reader

Genre: lovey dovey needy morning sex lmfao

Themes: fingering, cunnilingus, shower sex.

T/W: none <3

WC: 1.8k

a/n: omgggg im sorry ive been so dead these last couple weeks :((( writers block has been kicking my ass, like it took me AGESSS to write this... embarrasing i know pffttsfsffgdgf... anyway guys feel free to spam my inbox with thoughts and drabble ideas!! i need inspo to get me back into writing :0 i hope you enjoy needy winter as much as i do teehee!! <3

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You were suddenly awoken from a peaceful dream, the sound of your alarm cutting it short. Being a shift leader at work meant getting up early, which you always hated. Time and time again, you regretted your decision to keep this job. Early mornings were one of the many things you disliked about the job. And you wanted nothing more than to stay in bed with your gorgeous girlfriend, who began to stir from the abrupt sound. 

“Sorry baby,” you whispered, shutting the alarm off quickly. Minjeong worked the closing shift, which meant late nights and blissful sleep-ins. Despite the trouble of waking up early, having her sleepy self beside you made it all worthwhile. Getting to pepper soft kisses on her even softer cheeks and watching a small smile blossom on her lips gave you a reason to get up in the morning. 

Begrudgingly, you got a move on, moving the blanket to the side to shift yourself to the edge of the bed. Your efforts were put to a halt when a pair of arms wrapped loosely around your waist. 

“Good morning,” Minjeong drawled, clearly still half asleep. 

"Morning,” you hummed, turning back to face your girlfriend. She sat up with bleary eyes and a fuzzy smile, her hair messily framing her face. Minjeong closes the gap between you two, pecking gently at your bottom lip before kissing you fully. Her delicate affections cause butterflies, feeling the smile curl at the corner of your lips as she kisses you.

Needy hands dance across the skin of your thighs, making their way between your legs. Her fingertips gliding past the fabric, stroking at your wet heat. 

“Jeongie…” you moaned out

“I have to get ready for work,” you murmur, wishing that wasn’t true.

“I know baby,” she hummed against your lips.

“Let me take care of you," she spoke, moving to trail kisses down your neck. She plants a kiss on your collarbone before shimmying down the bed, making her way between your thighs. You watch as she undresses you with ease, your eyes fluttering closed as all arguments fade from your mind. 

Minjeong adored your body. She loved the warmth you radiated and the softness of your skin. She nibbled and sucked on your inner thigh, using her mouth to show her admiration. Your hands carded through her chestnut hair as she worked her magic.

She licks a slow stroke over your folds, earning a jolt from you in response. You feel her giggle against your heat as she deepens the length of her tongue, plunging inside you. Her tongue was warm and soft against your skin, the sensation sending shivers up your spine. She wraps her mouth around your clit, sucking gently, enough to earn a whine from you. 

Minjeong is tender with her touch, lapping softly at your entrance, relishing in the way you would twitch underneath her. You grip her hair tighter as she nudges your clit, grinding softly on her lips, begging for more friction. Lewd sounds begin to spill from your mouth, eyes closed in pure bliss. 

“My pretty girl” she mumbles as she continues her pace. Your spare hand gripping the sheets, with your head thrown to the side. Minjeong uses this chance to snake her hand up your shirt, cupping one of your breasts; squeezing as she massages the now-hardened nipple. Her face still buried between your legs, sucking your clit lovingly. 

She continues to play with the hardened bud, rolling it between her fingers as she sucks on your swollen clit. The amalgamation of sensations had you moaning out her name, feeling the knot form in the pit of your stomach. Minjeong loved the way you sounded, she would do anything in her power to get you to moan her name. And in all honesty, it didn’t take much for you to melt into a moaning mess, crying out her name shamelessly. 

Filthy sounds filled the room, your wet cunt was subject to your girlfriend's persistent licking and sucking. The sound of your arousal progressively turned you on as Minjeong put her mouth to work. Curiosity getting the better of you; you look down to take in the view. Minjeong rested comfortably between your thighs, her mouth and chin drenched with your arousal. The mere sight of her current state was nearly enough for you to come right then and there. 

Your eyes roll back as profanities mindlessly slip under your breath. Her tongue swirled around your clit, earning hums of approval as she went. As she continued her pace, you could feel yourself slowly coming undone. Minjeong knew this; she doubled down, sucking the swollen bud between her lips. You struggled to keep still; your hips bucking haphazardly from the contact. Minjeong attempted to keep you still by gripping your thigh. Her movements never faltered as she pinned you to the bed. 

“I’m gonna cum baby” you state as everything comes crashing down. Blinded by your orgasm, you cry out your girlfriend's name, cumming all over her pretty mouth. Minjeong keeps her head between your legs, lazily sucking at your clit as she cleans you up. She only stops when you jerk your hips from the sensitivity; giving her the signal that you’ve had enough. Minjeong peels herself off you, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand; hooded eyes locking with yours as she returns to your side.

You sat there lifeless; temporarily knocked out from your orgasm. Minjeong was always the sweetest after she was finished with you; even more so when she was still half asleep. She cuddled in close to you, her head naturally finding the crook of your neck, settling in as she wrapped her arms around your waist. You wanted nothing more than to stay in this moment, but the pestering thought of getting ready for work continued to linger. You sighed pulling away from her grasp, showering on the forefront of your mind. 

You didn’t need to look at her to know she was disappointed in your chosen actions. And honestly, you couldn’t blame her; If I were her I’d be pissed off too. You turn to face her; all her features express her discontent. Pouty lips and furrowed eyebrows, you wish you could make it up to her. But currently, the pressures of being an employed adult weigh heavily on your ability to make a decision. It was for the best; you turned your back and made your way into the bathroom, closing the door softly behind you. 

Starting the shower, you stepped in and embraced the warm water. Droplets danced on your skin as you reached for the shampoo. A cold draft interrupts your routine as the shower curtain is dragged aside. Before you could fully turn around, a pair of needy hands found your waist, pulling you in closer. 

You turn around to face your lover; eyes locking with hers as she smiles sheepishly. Your eyes stray briefly, admiring the sight before you. Her soft abs and bare chest made you blush and shift your focus. Of course, Minjeong noticed and took the opportunity to press herself closer to you. Planting soft kisses on your neck and jaw, you hum in contentment, soaking up her gentle affections. 

Your hand cupped the side of her face, lifting it to meet her lips, kissing the droplets that began to form. Amidst the kiss, she weighed herself fully against you, pushing you against the shower wall. The cold tiles sent a jolt to your senses, muffling a gasp between your occupied lips. Minjeong chuckled into the kiss as she pinned you there, using the opportunity to slide her tongue inside your mouth. The kiss grew hotter, her warmth distracting you from the chilling sensation of the shower wall. Before you could become accustomed to Minjeong's sudden affectionate outburst, her knee found its way between your thighs. Dividing your legs in the process. 

Minjeong pulled away to suck at the sweet spot under your earlobe, a move you always found yourself melting into. You moaned against her touch, unintentionally inviting her to glide her fingers through your wet folds. The action causes you to buck your hips, feeling Minjeong smile against your neck in satisfaction. 

“Minjeong…” You trailed off, exasperation present in your tone. 

“Shh, I know baby” she mumbled in response, her mind clearly elsewhere.

You didn’t have the opportunity to argue, not when Minjeong inserted a finger skilfully inside. The action caught you off guard, a gasp leaving your lips as you readjusted to her length. The desperation and pure neediness were enough to have you aching for it. 

Minjeong skipped to pressing deep, summoning moans as her digit stretched your walls. She had you right where she wanted you, hitting the spot you both knew and loved. Your hands flew up to her shoulders, gripping her for stability as she thrust in and out. Minjeong’s pace was slow and deep, practically driving you up the wall. 

Minjeong enjoyed taking her time with you, fucking you agonisingly slow, enjoying the moans you’d let slip out for her in response. She loved the way you’d wrap around her with ease, your walls fluttering with each curl of her finger. Her breath was warm at your ear, whispering sweet nothings as she continued her pace, spurring you closer to the edge. 

As you finally managed to get used to her rhythm, Minjeong added another finger. She moaned softly into your neck, stirring up an insatiable need for her you didn’t know you had buried. Beautiful desire coursed through your veins as she kissed your jaw. 

You loved the sounds Minjeong made when she fucked you. Soft whimpers into the shell of your ear, paired with relentless thrusting made you weak at the knees. If it wasn’t for Minjeong holding you firmly in place you wouldn’t be standing. There wasn’t much you could do other than grip her shoulders tightly, your nails leaving shallow crescents on her soft skin. Which only seemed to encourage Minjeong to continue her pace, letting out breathy moans as she went. 

Minjeong was a dedicated lover through and through. Pleasing you pleased her, and she would often cum just from touching you. The thought of getting her off and hearing her sweet moans was enough to send you over the edge. You slumped into her embrace, feeling the first wave of your orgasm come in hard and fast. Minjeong continued to tease the last of your climax from you, thrusting slowly as you practically rode her fingers. You exhaled deeply when Minjeong finally withdrew her fingers, making sure you watched as she sucked them clean. 

Heat quickly rose to your cheeks, embarrassment settling in after processing the moment between you both. She kissed your lips as she untangled herself from you. 

”Thanks for the shower” she giggled, sending a wink your way before turning her back. 

Maybe being a morning person wasn’t so hard after all. 

[no-ditches-no-bitches]

☆BITCH YAPPIN!!☆

☆— ”NAMES DITCH-!! Or well. Most of the time, anyway.”

☆— “anyways- uhhh yap, talk- insult. Whatever. Flirt? Not too much. Not like anyone would but eh.”

☆HEADCANONS AND INFO☆

(MOSTLY NON-CANON)

☆— “Mhm. 17…height? Cmon, do we really need that information? (5’3)”

☆— “hobbies? Sleepin’, pestering other people, being a general menace..oh. And drinkin’. Smokin’ too but, ya know.”

☆— “…dogs are great. Definitely my favourite and not any other animal. (Unicorns…)”

☆— “yeah, yeah. I like men too. That such a crime? Don’t get me wrong, women are HOT. But some guys are cute too. Cmon.” ☆— “…long time relationships, am I right? Ha! What a joke. So much commitment! How can people even do that?”

☆— “masculine. Teehee.”

☆DNI☆

☆— “alright. Let’s make a couple things clear here, yeah? Ahem.”

☆— “Don’t be too hard on the dirty jokes. Nothin’ too..uh- “creative”, if you will.”

☆— “oh and if your just a freak in general. Like, shippin’ problem shit and yadda yadda. Get the fuck out. Disrespectfully<3”

☆— “and one more thing- take it down on the drug jokes, yeah? I know it hasn’t been an issue on this blog ever but just. No. Nothin’ too crazy, alright?”

☆— “oh right- and Uhm. Don’t send asks multiple times. Mod is a real person and does have a life (sort of). So he may not always be online. And please, don’t force or harass anyone. ‘Sides me, I guess.”

((HEY, HEY, HEY!! Owner and lovely (not) mod of this here ramshackle blog!! Stinky man..oh how the fandom hates him<3))

((But ahem- anyways!! Hello, hi- I’m Mike!/jj!! Or Micheal, mikey, dumbass- all of thee above! But Anywhizzle(/ref) I’m here to adress some more rules and such!))

((Okay so first of all, mod IS a minor. And technically, so is character (hence the headcanon). So please, nothing sexual or nsfw based towards the two. It’s just- weird, for one. And makes me extremely uncomfortable.))

((Second of all- there might be a few triggering topics on this blog. Suck as smoking, drinking, etc etc. if that makes you uncomfortable, I suggest you click off))

((And last of all- I don’t wanna see any of you proshippers, pedos, zoo, yadda yadda all you problematic asses. We don’t welcome that shit here))

((Anyways!! I hope you have fun torturing the fuck of out this tiny gremlin man- and have fun with it!! Oh-!! Also feel free to rp and cause utter chaos towards him. Like- for example, transforming him into a cat!! But I would avoid saying “turns ditch into a women” bc this version of ditch is transgender!))

((ANWAYS!! No one’s probably gonna read this far but, enjoy this blog!!))

— Mod Mike/jj

[lemon-lime-limbo]

Hi! Would you be able to do Shinsou fluff hc’s?

YES OFCCCC i am gaining a shinsou obsession so this is perfect timing teehee

you could text or call him at any time, any place, and he'll be there

3 AM you can't sleep? he's there to keep you company.

you're bored after work? he's there to watch TV with you.

he's a very... direct person. so it's hard for him to remember to be gentle with his words

but for you he'll always try to keep your feelings in mind.

he always seems to know just what to say to make you feel better when you're upset

when you're dating, he's the kind of guy who isn't exactly one for extravagant dates, but he likes to take you out for days just for you, going to wherever you want to go and doing what you want

it isn't that he isn't opinionated, but more that he likes to let you be free sometimes

most times though, his idea of a date is staying in and watching a movie or something

he isn't much of a cuddler, but when he's asleep it's impossible to pry him off of you. he retains no memory of it when he wakes up

the kind of guy to send you random cat videos throughout the day. like all day.

sometimes you wonder if he gets anything done or if he just watches cat videos all day...

um that's all i have sorry there was not very much! much love mwah <3

[gyllenhaalstories]

Hi Laurie! 💛

You know what's coming, hehe 👀

I saw this in another fandom and now I'm sending the same question to a bunch of Jake girlies (gn) because it’s so interesting seeing everybody’s answers!

Who are your Top 3 Jake boys and why? Is there a specific piece of art (fic, gif, fan art, etc.) for them that you like a lot?

hiiiiiiiiii!!! 💖 i do know what's coming teehee! i love his characters so much. even if the movie is not up my alley, his character always stands out. i'll watch everything he's in just because i'm obsessed (except spirit untamed, it is against my principle to support this horrible version of spirit the stallion of the cimarron) i just love them like they're just so neat i love them so much. OKAY TIME TO CHOOSE.

Elwood Dalton

i cannot believe that davis was dethroned as my forever ultimate favorite character but he was. dalton is so special to me. i've been obsessed with him since the very beginning when i was looping videos to get his full name and start writing for him immediately. so he's been living in my mind rent from for a LONG and i hope he never leaves. i lost count of how many times i've watched the movie (especially the scenes with laura!!!), it's so good. i'm already seated for the sequel idc what people say i want it and i will love it! also, i love how dalton ressembles billy and lou! the scene where he punches the guy to death and tell him how he will perish was so hot like like welcome back lou bloom you were missed <3 dalton is funny, and suicidal and caring and violent and what more could i ask? yeah okay i could ask to use his titties as pillows to fall asleep on.

my absolute favourite dalton creations are the wonderful gifs that @stephendorff made! i proclaim myself as their biggest fan when it comes to jake's gifs because oh my god the talent!!! i adore the parallel gifsets, so let me link you to a bunch! omg me when + nice hoodie + so bloody yum + i will cover these men with hello kitty bandaids + need both of them at the same time.

Detective Loki

he's an obvious one! jack twist, donnie darko and detective loki must be the most well loved characters in this fandom FOR ALL THE RIGHT REASONS. i love loki. i'm convinced deep in my soul that he would absolutely despise me. i can't shut up, i'm clingy as fuck and we'd spend most of his rare free time watching barbie movies. but it could be nice! i'd pack him his lunch, i'd learn to iron his shirts, i'd follow him to his barber and beg the man to give me the same haircut... like, we'd have a good life! aside from getting eaten alive by the constant fear that loki is in danger but shh. i love loki so much, i love all of the mysterious details about him, i love that jake played such a big part into building this character.

there are SO many amazing fics for detective loki, and rightfully so! he deserves it! in my opinion, @det-loki is the best writer. star captures loki in such an unique way, her writing feels like deleted scenes & extra footage from the movie. i know i always recommend star when it comes to loki fics but if you've ever read what she's posted, you would do the same! @charliehoennam has also posted some amazing det loki fics recently that i cannot recommend enough!!! here are the links: cat n mouse, dinner date & the dinner party (my personal favourite!).

Tommy Cahill

when i watched brothers, i conveniently just... skipped the military scenes. so the movie was all about tommy and i loved it. wow what a sweet romcom. i just love him. he's fun and sweet and he has had it so rough with his family that treats him like a black sheep. his father is acting like tommy is the failure when the only failure i'm seeing is a parent who failed to love his child like he deserved. AND I WOULD GIVE HIM ALL THE LOVE HE NEEDS! endless unconditional love. all he wants is to have a family of his own and be happy and become a better person. i have no doubt that he has what it takes to achieve his goals. he's my beanie baby and i love him to the moon and back.

controversy alert! but... i'm not mad at tommy and grace for kissing (skipping most of sam scenes helps a lot) but like... he was nice to grace for the most part, he helped her with the kitchen, he was so fun with the kids... he can't do anything wrong you know? i have horrible morals, i'm aware. so i'll just link to the video of the kiss scene because i love it and i love watching it and i wish it was me.

my top 3 usually fluctuates, but i'd say that overall, it's the same five characters that are on rotation. dalton, loki, tommy, davis and right now the 5th position is switching between john kinley & jerry brinson. i do want to say that i was pleasantly surprised with how much i liked anthony swofford and brian taylor when i watched their respective movies, i didn't think i'd enjoy their characters much but it might be time to retire my #1 bald!jake hater title. it was so hard to choose though. i feel bad for the ones i left out. i love you danny! and billy! and donnie! and adam! and holden! and okay fine i'll shut up. i know i've told you already, but this was such a sweet initiative to go around and spread some joy!!! thank you for doing this, and for sending it to me as well! 🥰

[cat-of-starlight]

I finally found someone else that feels the same way about Jace that I do! I don't want to yuck on anyone's yum but, like, he deserves better than what so much of the fandom had done and I just... ugh...

TRUE!

It makes me so sad that a LOT of content I've seen so far has either been "welp lmao he's just evil too and has been since the beginning" or "teehee lmao, twink man fell for the bad guy and does whatever he wants him to <3" When like. Deadass there's the threat of Porter going "I killed you once and I'd do it again" + the whole thing about the shatterstar fully meaning that the person it happened to was subjected to the ritual UNWILLINGLY-

And!! He's so nice in Season 1!! He deserved SO MUCH!! I about screamed in my rewatch of Sophomore Year because he was the Bad Kids' (specifically Fig's) FIRST CHOICE on what hireling they should take with them- If that happened, we could have fully avoided him being on the other adventure happening at about the same time/being killed-

His only crime is trying to be friendly to his coworkers (even when they're creepy as fuck), being at the wrong place at the wrong time, and potentially failing a few saving throws as his ass got killed/rezzed against his will

--

But yea, its nice to see other people who agree! When the episodes first came out, a majority of the posts about him were basically "Part of the group of terrible adults who were abusing children", "lmao look at this stupid loser idiot who can't do anything", or both simultaneously ;;

Which,,, is disheartening considering that his vibes fully brought me out of my artblock, and I've been drawing him constantly like some sort of unhinged maniac- (I deadass haven't drawn at ALL this year until like. last week (because new tablet)- and out of 8 drawings that I've actually finished, he has been the focus of half of them)

Also- idk- he especially vibes hard to me because, despite some people ragging on Sorcerers, as a neurodivergent person who just. learns Differently™️ than other people, I just relate to the vibes of Sorcerers more lmao- also it makes it just. a touch uncomfortable when people word it as "lmao, they're just dumb/lazy, and don't wanna open a book to actually learn REAL spells" because it sounds a LITTLE too similar to shit I've been told irl :,D

So yea- All of those feelings of "Cool Character w/ Untapped Tragic Circumstances" + Feelings I have about that class in particular- combined in a Perfect Storm to create a character who lives in m head Rent Free and probably won't leave my head for a WHILE

He's my perfect blorbo and he deserves SO much more than he got <3 <3 <3

,,,,and you know what,,, maybe seeing more positive posts about him (+ Receiving this ask lmao),,,, may be the motivation I need to make me post the pics of him that's been sitting in my art folder,,,,,,

(PS: The fics slap so hard and you are SO VALID for That Ship™️™️ being shown as a Horrific and Toxic thing because. yea. Send help for he- he needs better partners fr ouuughhhhh(I'd Comment on the actual ones themselves because I know that helps, but the site hates me and refuses to let me have proper accounts/access- I am in shambles))

[lovelylil-macintosh]

Mac's new and improved intro post !!

Hihii!! Welcome to my blog!! If you like any of these things, feel free to stick around!! vvv

- Toontown corporate clash, event horizon, ect

- Portal + Portal 2

- Five Nights At Freddys

- Minecraft Story Mode

- Half-Life + Half-Life 2

- Sonic the hedghog

- MLP

- KinitoPET

And more!!

Now, Who Am I?

I'm Mac! I also go by Moonpie or Taffy, I don't mind!

I'm an 18 y/o artist from Ireland who spends most of his time drawing but never posting it-

I'm disabled, I have Autism, Dyspraxia, Dyslexia, bad legs (rip </3), anxiety, Depression, suspected PTSD, and OSDD

I'm a Transmasc genderqueer guy who uses He/Him/They/It pronouns, I'm also AroAce unlabled Objectum! (Not very open about it though)

I have a very inconsistent posting schedule and get burnt out easily so please be patient,, thanks

I tend to selfship/yumeship a lot, but my main one is Jason Jinkins from Toontown!! He's also my one nonsharing self/yumeship,,

I'm also the #1 VP, CFO, and Jason Jinkins fan teehee

DNI;

Biggots

Proship/Darkship or anything like that

LGBTQ+phobs

Anti-recovery

Litrally against anything I like/identify with

IF YOU IDENTIFY WITH OR ARE ANY OF THESE THINGS, YOU WILL BE BLOCKED. NO CHANCES GIVEN!

THINGS I LIKE!!!

I like sticker, pin and keychain collecting!! I also enjoy talking about my special interests and talking about my ita bag ^_^ I also collect plushies!!!! :DD PLEASE ASK ME ABOUT THESE THINGS!! I WILL GLADLY RAMBLE ON ABOUT THEM. I also love love LOVVEEE the ship I made RainSlacker!!! They mean the absolute world to me........

WHO IS WELCOME ON MY ACCOUNT??

People with the same interests as me

Toontown fans

Pretty much anyone who isn't on the dni LOLLL

IF YOU WANNA SEND ME THING YOU CAN VISIT MY STRAWPAGE!!! MORE INFO ON ME THERE TOO TEEHEEH ^_^//

[wickedlittleoz]

Hello! I saw that you said requests are okay :> Since we've gotten official OW birth dates, would you be willing to write a shimadacest birthday fic? Whoever's birthday is up to you since the brothers' bdays are near one another hehehdhd SFW or NSFW also up to you! Maybe let them have gift exchanges and passionate birthday kissies too after being apart for a decade :'3

Also I love the way you write! 🥹🫶 Your writing makes me soft inside and all comfy!

Thank you for the time!

HAI THERE thank you for this ask and for being so sweet and for choosing me to realize your ideas!!!! this turned out very nsfw, i'm sorry if you wanted something fluffy and sweet, but it got out of hand and these guys, they really just wanna go down on each other. i can't deny them the (literal) pleasure.

jokes aside anon i hope you enjoy this piece, feel free to send more whenever you want, i love you & hope you have a wonderful week! <3

E-rated shimadacest birthday bash bellow the cut teehee

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The chant of Happy birthday to you reaches Hanzo's ears as he steps down to the cafeteria early in the morning. He'd meant to be the first person in the kitchen that day, to cook Genji his favorite food for breakfast. But somehow Angela, Cassidy and Zenyatta beat him to it. And to be honest, he's not exactly surprised; since their reunion a couple months ago it feels like he's constantly fighting for Genji's attention, with how popular he is among the Overwatch team.

The grimace of annoyance disappears from his face, however, as soon as Genji comes into view. Wide smile, sparkly-eyed, joyful as ever. It's his day, Hanzo reminds himself, joining the friendly choir. He deserves so much more. But, as always, it seems that Hanzo is the one getting more blessings than he should, because as soon as Genji sees him, he shouts, "Brother, come here! We should celebrate your birthday, too!"

He doesn't remember the last time he celebrated his own birthday. But of course Genji won't take no for an answer, jumping excitedly all the way to a flustered Hanzo and hugging his shoulders while the rest of the group repeats the song, this time calling out the elder brother's name.

"Did we miss your birthday, Hanzo, dear?" Angela asks minutes after, as Zenyatta hands out equally-sized cake slices.

Hanzo shakes his head, but it's Genji who cuts in to explain. "It'll be his birthday in a week, still. But we always used to have shared parties when we were kids, right Han?"

To which Hanzo can only nod, lost in memories of childhood birthdays that Genji's eyes bring out of the depths of his mind. Even when Mother wanted to give them their own separate parties, the two would insist in celebrating together.

"When Genji was born," he says before he even thinks about speaking. "Our mother told me he was my own early present."

The room breaks out in awws and cute!s, but Hanzo is still lost in Genji's face. The soft happiness of his expression. Not a single day has passed that he hasn't felt those words were true; his little brother was and is, in fact, the greatest gift the universe ever offered him.

Then, as he always would in their childhood, Genji reaches out and smears whipped cream on Hanzo's cheek. He just rolls his eyes, biting back laughter. "Really?"

Their friends seem to be distracted in conversation and Genji takes advantage of that, whispers, "Yeah, really." And leans in to lick Hanzo's face clean.

Genji doesn't immediately pull away and his breath on Hanzo's wet cheek sends a shiver down his spine. Hanzo tries to breathe, but every inhale fills his lungs with Genji's scent. He knows what his brother's doing, what he's hinting at. Their most intimate celebrations have resurfaced in his memories as well and he can't wait to have a chance at them again.

"I have a gift for you," Genji says in his ear. "Come to my room later."

Hanzo nods and Genji pulls away as soon as the door swings open, and yet another Happy birthday to you crowd approaches. He finally manages a grounding breath. The night can't come sooner.

They're surprised with another cake, another surprise party that night. This time Genji lets Hanzo hang in a corner and takes the spotlight, takes all the hugs and good wishes and gifts. The evening seems to go on forever as he sits in absolute stillness, though inside Hanzo is bubbling in anticipation for the moment everyone agrees to head to bed and he can finally, finally have Genji all for himself.

Reinhardt is the last to get dragged away, drunk and rambling, and after helping with the cleanup, Hanzo bids everyone goodnight and slips away to his room. Deep down he feels stupid, getting all dollied up for Genji, of all people, but they get so little alone time here in Gibraltar that his instinct is to try and leave a good impression. Has to shake himself in front of the mirror, grab the box of Genji's present and leave the room before he starts changing clothes all over again.

It takes no time at all for Genji to respond with come on in when Hanzo knocks on his door. When it slides open, it offers Hanzo the sight of literal heaven: Genji, lying in bed with an arm behind his head, all his flesh bits exposed (which is rare, so rare, for him to let them out, and it's a pity because he's beautiful), legs spread wide. Hard. Wet. Delicious. Stroking himself leisurely.

For a moment Hanzo stands by the door, after it closes behind him, just watching. Genji's pupils are blown, his face, relaxed. His mouth, slightly open for easier breathing. Either he's had something, or he's already peaked while waiting for Hanzo to arrive, which is such a lovely idea – that Genji was so excited prepping for their birthday bash that he couldn't hold back and made himself cum.

Hanzo's insides feel warm like molten chocolate just at the thought. He sets Genji's gift down on his desk for later, starts tugging off his clothes as he steps closer to the bed. Genji's breath quickens as he watches Hanzo strip, delicious little sounds escaping his parted lips. Hanzo sits beside him on the bed, fully naked and already semi hard, and at this point Genji's hand is going so fast it's almost blurry.

"Is this my gift?" Hanzo asks, taking note suddenly of how low his voice has dropped.

Genji just shakes his head, no.

His eyebrows shoot up. "There's more?"

Yes.

"Goodness, Genji," he sighs and finally touches Genji, just a heavy hand settling down on his thigh. Rubbing gently upwards, feeling the cold metal that makes him him. "You spoil me rotten, brother."

In response Genji shifts, pulling his other hand free and reaching out for Hanzo, who leans in as Genji's fingers slip behind his head for a kiss. It's sweet and almost chaste; Genji has very little energy to focus on the kiss right now, so Hanzo takes his chance to bite his lips, suck on his tongue. Explore his mouth as deeply as he wants, as Genji only moans and tugs at his hair.

"Tell me something, birthday boy," he mutters as their mouths part, though his face remains inches from Genji's. "How many times have you come already?"

Genji huffs an attempt of a chuckle. It melts into a groan when Hanzo's hand slips up his inner thigh to gently fondle his balls.

Once, he mouths and Hanzo smiles proudly at his correct guess. Years have passed and still he knows his little brother like the back of his hand.

He dips his head to nose down the side of Genji's face, the place where metal meets skin. "You want to come again?" Hanzo asks, and Genji nods in response. Yes.

Poor thing. There's a gorgeous sheen of sweat on his forehead and the vents on his shoulders are releasing a gentle puff of lukewarm steam. Hanzo would love to keep Genji on this edge for hours, to push him to the limits of sanity with lust and desire, but he fears that it might be too much for his circuits.

Once again assuming correctly, he dips two fingers into Genji, finding that he's slick and loose. As soon as pushes them in, Genji shouts, spurts of liquid pleasure painting his chest. He shakes and shivers for a minute, then fully relaxes back on the bed, a satisfied grin painted on his face. Beautiful.

But there's more yet to come.

"Hey," Genji murmurs when at last he opens his eyes again. "You wanna grab those for me?"

Hanzo looks over his shoulder at the place that Genji's pointing out. He didn't see it at first when he walked in because obviously there had been more interesting things in sight, but beside the box that he put down on Genji's desk, there are two other packages, one short and slim and the other one a lot taller than the first. Hanzo frowns, wondering about the contents, but dips in to quickly peck him on the lips, then slowly pulls his hand free (as Genji gasps and sighs) to go retrieve all three of the boxes.

"The bigger one is yours," Genji explains from the bed as he makes his way back. "The smaller one is... Ours."

There's a soft flush on his cheeks when Hanzo gives him a quizzical look. He decides to open the smaller one first.

Well, after Genji opens his.

So once he's returned to his place at Genji's side, he puts the two other boxes down and offers his brother the one that he brought in. "Here," he explains. "I know you have an unlimited supply of these things, but... Kiri got me in touch with Asa. These are Yamagami originals."

Something shiny and delighted crosses Genji's eyes, but when he reaches out towards Hanzo, instead of grabbing the box, he wraps his hand around Hanzo's cock.

"Open it for me?" The shit-eating grin would be audible even if Hanzo weren't staring at his face. "I've kinda got my hands full at the moment."

And well, can he argue with the birthday boy? Certainly not.

Hanzo bites a smile of his own, trains his breathing and his eyes on the package and rips it open as gently as he can, with shaky hands of his own. Out slips a small box of polished wood; sliding open the lid reveals a set of shiny shuriken.

"Damn." Genji whistles. "Fuck me, these are pretty."

"Language," Hanzo reprimands, because no matter how much time passes he'll always be the older brother.

"Oh sure, sorry Han," he's rolling his eyes and smirking. "Stroking your dick is fine, but I can't swear?"

"Precisely," he says just to further annoy him, but Genji just laughs it off. Cautiously, he puts away the box, secured safely inside a drawer on Genji's side table.

Hanzo's breathing hiccups twice as shudders run through him. Genji slows the pace of his hand.

"Open the smaller one now?" He suggests and there's a tone of anxiety and excitement in his voice that does the very opposite of what he intended by going slower on Hanzo's cock.

He picks up the box. It's light and doesn't produce sounds when shaken. Genji jabs at Hanzo's shoulder with his free hand, going come on! as he calmly pulls it open.

And a pink little vibrator slips out. Because of course it's a sex toy.

"You can control it through an app–"

"I know how these work, Genji," Hanzo says as he removes the thing from its packaging. He's mulling it over and thinks he probably still has the app installed on his phone since the last time... Well, that was years ago...

"Who did you use it on?" Genji asks. There's no hint of jealousy in his voice; his eyes are hooded but curious. His hand stills entirely when Hanzo leans down to search his clothes for the phone.

"Doesn't matter," is all he says, because truly, it doesn't.

"Who did you use it on, Han?" He's having fun prodding at Hanzo, the asshole.

But Hanzo isn't going to dwell on the past now. He sets up the connection, checks that the toy is working as intended, then turns to Genji with a smirk of his own.

"Tell you who I'm about to use it on, now," he says, pushing the toy deep inside Genji's ass. "Happy birthday to us, Genji."

The two explode into laughter, but Genji's quickly turns to moans as Hanzo turns on the toy. He sets it up to a low vibration at first, just to test the waters. Genji is quick to recover from the initial shock and just sighs, rolling his hips to the rhythm of the toy.

Hanzo keeps his phone close, but sets it down on the bed and reaches for the third and last box.

"Ah, you're going to like this one," Genji breathes. His hand returns to Hanzo's cock and Hanzo moves closer to him on instinct, indulging the touch.

From inside the box he retrieves a bottle of very expensive sake, the type that they don't find outside of Japan. He hasn't had a taste of this one since... Well, probably since he fled the country, all those years ago.

He looks from the bottle to Genji, then back at the bottle, then back at Genji. He's grinning proudly as Hanzo frowns.

"This must have been expensive, brother," he murmurs. Genji's always been one for irrational expenses.

"Hanzo, please." He's glaring daggers at Hanzo, "Can't I spoil my older brother rotten?"

Somehow the response breaks his defenses. Yes, Genji can do whatever he wants, he deserves it, even if what he wants to do is coddle Hanzo, who does not deserve it.

But this is their birthday bash, after all. He opens the bottle, takes a long swig, then passes it over to Genji. It's delicious, even more so when Hanzo leans in to kiss Genji and taste it on his tongue.

"Thank you," he murmurs into his mouth and Genji smiles, kisses him again.

"Happy birthday to us," Genji parrots. He's not drunk yet, but Hanzo feels lightheaded with how much love he has for his brother.

Then Genji is picking up the pace of his hand and Hanzo takes his phone, cranks up the vibrator just slightly. He straddles Genji's chest (which is sticky, he'd forgotten, with cum, but once he realizes it he loves the feeling) and inches closer, closer, until Genji's hand slides over to his hip and instead he takes Hanzo in his mouth.

It's been over a decade, but nobody ever knew quite how to blow Hanzo the perfect way like Genji does.

He passes Hanzo back the bottle, grabs at his ass with both hands and goes to town, swirling his tongue and pressing and sucking, and grazing his teeth just slightly, just that edge of pain that makes Hanzo's eyes roll back into his skull. When Hanzo grabs his hair and starts to fuck his mouth, he knows to relax and take it, to groan around his cock, sending sparks up Hanzo's shaft. And when Hanzo buries himself as deep as he can possibly go, to spill his pleasure down Genji's throat, he swallows it all, nice and pretty like the little slut he is.

He's so good that Hanzo figures he deserves to have the toy amped up yet again.

At this point Genji is squirming, cock hard and leaking again, and frankly Hanzo could just watch him fuck himself crazy on the toy – he does sit back for a moment, taking sips of sake and enjoying himself. But then he thinks, well, it's Genji's birthday. Maybe birthday boy has other ideas.

He leans closer to Genji's face again. "Tell me what you want, brother," is but a whisper.

Genji grins wildly. "Told you before," he stutters. "Fuck me."

Hanzo's hands are already reaching for his thighs. "With or without the toy?"

"With."

Gods, I love him.

The bottle gets abandoned in favor of something much, much better. Hanzo sits between Genji's legs as he pulls his knees up, offering his pretty ass and his pretty, puffy hole. Genji had lubed himself up thoroughly and it shines, leaking out of him. He grabs at the handle on the toy so it doesn't get lost and starts pushing in, inch after inch as Genji moans obscenely, and Hanzo can only imagine how good it must feel, how full he must be, how the vibrations must be shaking his very bones.

Because now he feels it too, the toy, pressed against his cock in the tight space of Genji's body. And it's out of this world. No one should be allowed to feel so good.

He grabs at the back of Genji's knees, pushing them up, and starts thrusting. Slowly, carefully, watching his face for signs of overstimulation. And though his eyes are glassy and locked onto Hanzo's, he attempts a smile, falling back into frowns of absolute pleasure every time he sinks all the way in.

And Hanzo catches himself thinking that could live inside Genji...

Then Genji is fiddling with a phone, Hanzo's phone, and suddenly the vibrator jolts, hitting maximum power. Genji shouts and Hanzo gasps in surprise, and he has to stop moving because it's too much – his whole body shakes with the toy and he comes so hard he slips out of Genji, paints the bed with his cum. Genji convulsing beneath him, cum shooting in all directions, but he's laughing frenziedly, hysterical with pleasure.

"Hanzo!" He's being loud, Hanzo is certain that people in other rooms down the hall can hear it. "Hanzo!"

"I'm here, Genji," gently tugging the toy out of his body until he stops shaking and Hanzo can pull Genji to his lap. "I'm right here."

They breathe together, satisfied and spent at last.

Genji grins at him. "Best. Birthday. Ever."

And all Hanzo can do is laugh.

They should really go for a bath soon; sweat aside, Genji is all sticky with cum and Hanzo knows he'll find himself just as grimy. But for now they can rest back on the bed (which is also in dire need for a change of sheets), and just breathe and relax.

It is their birthday, after all. They can indulge.

[twiggyart6]

collecting short funny things to write under fanart of characters you really love

please feel free to add more thank you :3

(this is long as shit be prepared)

ough

looking at them

my friend :)

mwehehe

augh

I can't believe this

brain blasted

what a little freak

do you even care

be so fucking for real

your kidding

what a weirdo

a wonderous creature

consider this

from my personal collection

what the

I'm so normal

I'm not normal

why are they like that

evil swag

TEEHEE

I'm gonna frow up

yeah this is pretty cool

pretty fucked up dog

have you seen this?

my beautiful princess

I'm ill

oh good heavens!

my son. he has every disease

this shit aint nothin to me man

I laurve them

yoink

just a little bit. as a treat

tell them to stop

me when I GET you

MY GUY

the psychic worm (wohwohwohwohw)

good lord

cuteness aggression towards them

what the fuck ever

im feeling something

sigh

me when the

GRRAAAHH

im fucking serious

love it when they appear

its becoming unhealthy

go white boy go!

your never gonna believe this

worst guy ive ever seen

their just so ... drawable

sorry guys

i saw it in a dream

she is very gorgeous to me!

i see them when i close my eyes

my little scrungle

be so fucking for real

i can do whatever i want

bitch

yeah

my baby girl

my little kitty meow meow

they've done something to me

i gotta get outa here

yep

my favorite white man

dude!?

full of joy a whimsy

going cray cray!

well....

erm

heyy gurl wasup

she is beuty she is grace

aaaaanything could happen

just like me fr

its time

yahoo!

divine retribution

yay!!

so was foretold in the prophecy

their so ... woah

yessir

god. fucking. damn.

they understand me

you are not immune to propaganda

Explodes character with mind

Forgive me

I would tell them my most depraved thoughts

for the win!

my treasure my beloved

awesome

oh yeah woo yeah

thats it thats the post

this above all else

-INHALE-

had to get it out of my system

you absolute baby buffoon

but make it epic

dont question it

gay baby jail

mwah <3

i want to make them into bread

no guys you don't get it

i got nervous

every fuckin time man

[puts face in hands and groans loudly]

no way

DONT DO THIS TO MEEEEE

take a deep breath

stupid little bow wow

cringeposting once again

abandon society, embrace insanity

god has let me draw another day

had to do it

changed my brain chemistry

so the thing is-

im going to make you so girlfail

pathetic wet cat

guys.

their neat idk

or something like that

ATTENTION!!

i have the disease and its terminal

shrimply amazing!

hits you with the beam

smile :)

send help

oh hi didn't see you there

no i will not elaborate

the creature is demonic in nature

i think there's something wrong with them

i think there's something wrong with me

its fine

woah woah woah

do you even realize what you've done

very cool

do you see my vision

whatever the fuck this is called

the strugler

interesting..

oh i got you dont worry

nobody move

character on the brain always and forever

#1 hater

funny you should say that

nature is healing

imagine a guy. now imagine them again

ooo mama

get drawn idiot

get obsessed over idiot

if only they were real

post this character instantly

your honor i need them

ive got some notes

A juicy morsel

I want to push them down the stairs

They wouldn’t dare

(Eyes wide and mouth frothing) yeah!

my beautiful wife <3

[hungrydolphin91]

So. Dolphin. Tell me about these little guys :3 (Persona edition) What are they like? What are their names? Backstory perchance? Mwehehe

Bonus:

*johnny yong bosch voice* PERSONA! thanks for getting me into this franchise btw, though my knowledge is still limited to the 60 hours we've played of P4 Golden so far and the bits you've shared about 3 and 5. Thus I can say with tenuous confidence that these guys aren't from those games at least? 😅

So who are they? Well first there's Psychic Chie aka, uh, Rosalind. I can see her filling a similar role as Chie though, being sorta loud and easily flustered and probably has a mad crush on whoever the protagonist is. She's got those Leia Rolando/Lynne from Ghost Trick vibes of being very cheerful and trying her best but oops! Problems instead! And maybe trauma!

I like the floating heart shaped beads around her, I hope she uses them as her weapon 💓 She's probably like "teehee I'm gonna beat you with cuteness!" and then it's like 'oh no Rosalind, you made the Shadows fall in love with you instead!' 'Oopsies!!' *canned laughter*

Next is a character whose art style looks like Q or Q2, and the pattern on their skirt suggests they go to Yasogmai High too? So either this is from a social link I didn't do (I never did join the drama club did I 😅) or they're a Q-exclusive character who is part of the same world as the P4 guys.

But that's all I got for the Naoto-esque deductions, time to make stuff up. This is Linette, a level-headed but quiet sophomore. She's not shy, she just doesn't speak much unless prompted. She probably has all of the braincells of the group, unless corndogs are involved, and then all sense goes out the window (I'm assuming you chose this picture for a reason and it's not just a coinidence she's eating one 😅).

She's probably an NPC who like helps you measure your social links or something, but occassionally she also shows up during plot events to say a couple helpful lines and then dip so the player cans solve the problem themselves. Or maybe she is a social link herself in a community garden or something, she does have a powerful (and adorable) flower motif going. Very cute. I think I'd like this character. Is she romanceable?

And then finally we have this sexy evil looking guy. I'm not sure if he's actually bad or just likes to look morose and debonair but I'm gonna say he's an antagonist at least, probably not the final boss though. You're not important enough for that.

Since he's bad he probably has a name like Eddelgard or Evangelion or something that starts with an 'E' because all bad guys have 'E' names, right Pav? ;) EXCEPT in Persona, where they all have 'A' names instead, so naturally this guy's name is Avangelion.

[It has occurred to me that Persona games usually give their characters Japanese names so I have a 0 percent chance of getting these names right. oh well.]

So Avangelion here has the swept back hair and the corsage because he wants to look like a ladies man and all the NPCS love him BUT the protagonist and party know his true nature, that he's actually manipulative and cunning (I'm probably slandering this guy sorry hope he's not your favorite 😂). He has some grand egotistical schemes where he's in charge of everything because he should be because he's better than everyone else and he says this aloud and somehow the NPCs are still like 'aw isn't he such a gentleman??💗'

It's either that, or he's a perfectly normal party character who like. Uses swords and magic and stuff. That's a possibility too.

And that's them! Thanks for letting me ruin these characters, I had heaps of fun making shit up 😂 feel free to send more if you'd like! Also feel free to take this chance to infodump the truth in the notes.

(Oh, and the bonus, Crazy Dancin' Mark. We all know and love him, beloved character of the Dancing All Night spinoffs.)

[re1999confessions]

IT IS?? Damn. My spinterest in uk politics and my attachment to a British (future) trade union official (teehee he is to me) has served me well in the r1999 confession community………..

— Oliver anon

✉ // I'm so gladd you guys are enjoying this blog 😭🙏 If any of you wanna talk more feel free to send an ask to my main :3 (it's in the pinned)

[ruumirmir]

HEHHEHGHEHGHHHEHEHGH HOW COULD I NOT GET THE HOUSE OF WOLVES REFERENCE that was THE roman empire that got me So invested into the harbingers. ESPECIALLY PANTALONE cause the umbrella + gun combo was Doing it for me. Ladies first ig cause Navia is slaying that gunbrella now ＞︿＜

J Michael Tatum agenda coming in with the STEEL CHAIR in the holy year of 2024 cause the new black butler season just dropped OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH wdym sebastian is wearing GLASSES with the HANGING METAL CHAINS as well. I will die perhaps. Also im breaking my silence today: I think Pantalone's japanese VA was the biggest L of the century. Naur..... why is it that deep.... Threw me off so hard.... IM going to rank the VA's in order of how i like them:

English (beautiful. Evil boy. Cunning. Your typical (^_^) faced anime snake. perhaps a little mischievious. Teehee. Fucking kills you <3)

Chinese (your shady coworker. But hes fairly chill. You guys do your accounting maths homework over a cup of coffee sometimes)

Russian (its giving Zhenya from Codename Anastasia. I need to run far away as possible. Sexy 10/10 tho)

Korean (feels like hes mentally spitting on my face. okay damn egocentric ceo boss I wont ever breathe the same air as you please forgive me)

Latin Spanish (yeah i can see it. Kinda. Might have to squint tho.)

French (this is what the commedia del arte pantalone would sound like. VA caster was nawt aware of the gacha game design changes however)

Indonesian (im calling a trusted adult. Speaking like he wants to steal christmas)

JAPANESE (Brother eugh (σ｀д′)σ )

movnig on- MILDLY DEGRADING PANTALONE down on my knees im going 🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️ nothing rivals a "good boy" imo but MMMM. maybe. JUST A LITTLE. very small amount to keep reader on his toes. We wouldn't want to make the Loverboy cry- Also my small HC that earlier on in Pantalone's years of fatui work,, he had a much shorter temper that blew up in places. inexperienced with ambitions and was much more OPEN with his emotions. But now as we're seeing it- mellowed out over the years. Devleoped a GOOD poker face,, a businessman is nothing without one after all. Does this make sense-

Ough Pantalone with that aura of cocksure appreciation and disapproval to prod and poke loverboy off his rails of fear and reservations to grow into his own beautiful and deadly UNIT . Which the future harbinger would love to keep under his thumb. "Im doing whats best for you" kinda thing.

Thats the very basic spoiler-free skeleton principle of what drives Hannibal- if you've seen/read it by now ...(*￣０￣)ノ Hannibal recognizes the deep buried down potential of Will Graham becoming someone like him and pushes him towards it. Hannibal doesn't DO the corruption arc,, just winds up the key on the toy's back and watches it go. Tips one domino to send it tumbling all on its own. Thats how pantalone would operate i think. Its never NOT a game of chess for him.

Ririto brain fart moment?? 😭😂 its ok bb i forgive your big silly happens to the best of us </3 Who did you think to write as the Anon source? Some chara we already know? 👁👁

OKAY that was outta NOWHERE- dont worry,, like father like son- hes gonna be riding THE fatui dick during his career at somepoint too- WOOAAHHHH who said that . Hilarious how this is suposed to be a Male reader but i wouldnt mind self inserting as pantalone cause a Loverboy whimpering audio isnt something I'd pass up.

NOW onto the main event: I've done some thinking for the small revisions/ fitting that oneshot into the timeline,, Reader is a born and raised Snezhnayan,, Pantalone is born in Liyue (pry this hc from my dead HANDS hoyoverse) but he's renounced that nation and its god for never lending a helping hand,, and now resides in Snezhnaya under the Tsaritza. Based on Arlecchino's jab at him in the Lazzo trailer,, Im assuming Pantalone RARELY ever travels out of snezhnaya.

For this,, let's just say: This is Loverboy's 3rd year of service, where all fatuus are mandated to carry out orders abroad. Work experience and what not. Maybe 4-ish months into working bank in liyue, reader is vibing- but orders come from Pantalone,, a handful of fatui are expected to dig up dirt on a Liyuean man's business and report back to Pantalone. It's CEO boss would be meeting Pantaloone soon. Small group project. No biggie. Loverboy isn't stupid. The fatui didnt make it to where they are WITHOUT underhanded ethics.

So he goes. Back to snezhnaya in his group with trade secrets in tow. The meeting goes terribly. bullets and blades fly. So does loverboy and pantalone out a window. A hydro vision is granted. Pantalone does the kill FOR reader. You know how it goes-

Im thinking that this mission with loverboy's first blood can be the follow up Part 2 of that. Pantalone gets to: 1. tie up loose ends with any witnesses that got away. Can't have the scandal of a failed endeavor run thorugh the streets. 2. take his relatively naive subordinate for a spin. He simply Had to see what made Celestia grant their authority unto loverboy. And not him

Afterwards when all is said and done, man killed and Loverboy dismissed back to liyue to finish his final year of duty,, pantalone can rest a little easy knowing reader is on the right track for now,, afterall, there's only so much he can do as a High ranked fatui Officiant. He has his own goals to conquer for now,, maybe he'll get back to his loverboy pet project After becoming a Harbinger.

Good things come to those who wait. It's a matter of how long. I think pantalone can already guess that reader would quit the fatui business after his mandated 3 years. Thats fine with him tho. He know's Loverboy would come right back.

BONUS ANNOTATED THOUGHT:

His smile doesn't falter. "Speak up. When we want things, we ask for them directly. Do I make myself clear?" You hastily nod as best you can. 

plus this part from my other req:

Regrator is 28, and then 29, and then 30. And his offer is finally accepted afterall, because he needs to resist smirking at the one who came crawling back.

OOoOOoOOoooOOOoO what if this was the character development of what pantalone said to him. After the time skip of many years, Loverboy returns with a sharp glint in his eyes, stalks right up to Pantalone with his gaze held firmly and asks- if not, downright demands to avail that extended offer now. Loverboy does want (him) it now.

ok thats enough yapping for now i fear. Goodnight everypony-

Ok lets go SImply reblogging your oneshot for my req isn't enough i need to analyze and annotate the entire thing like a literature professor and tell you Everything. (✿◡‿◡)

pantalone might be ooc

He's not!!!!!! by which i think this is fairly a Really Good portrayal of the guy considering the 5 sentences we know about him. He's strict!!! frankly a little scary!! And also chill and positive about loverboy!! But it felt Just Right!!!! ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

descriptions of blood

description so good i might as well have killed that man myself

...pretend that his lore has a spot where this fits perfectly

I think i can make it fit!! would you be cool with making minor changes if so?

"You're very good at what you do."

Imagining the same voice as sebastian michaelis saying this with the sexiest buttersmooth voice is eviscerating me. Very self-indulgent but praise kinks will always slay so hard.

...on the verge of stabbing him a moment ago. 

This,, and the small thing i wrote about loverboy launching them both out the window to escape an onslaught of assassins in my other req. get you a ship where one of them has completely normal knee-jerk reactions to kill the other <3

...as he crushes their hand beneath his shoe without mercy

Fatui Harbingers - House of Wolves - KIERU 0:15

...Instead, Pantalone looks unfazed by it all, stopping as he reaches the other side of you, free of most of the blood. He greets you with a knowing smile as he usually does.

hey ririto this is so ominous and eerie for some reason not known to me. Just the backdrop of grey and snow and probably a gruesome corpse right next to loverboy and Pantalone has a silent smile through everything. Delicious sentence 10/10.

"I knew making you a banker was a good idea,"

THIS IS SO. The confidence and quite calm assurance that pantalone says this with is SO. You'd never be sure whether to lean into it and let out a sigh of relief,, o r back up further becuase it sounds so good but all in the wrong ways.

...thumb brushing across your bottom lip slicked with blood.

fellas is it professional to feed double edged words of honey to your young inexperienced subordinate while kneeling in front of his battered and bruised self who killed someone for you,, and run a gloved thumb across his blood soaked lip. ( ͡• ͜ʖ ͡• )

"Who knew you had so many other talents,"

you are infusing these dialouges with crack cocaine giggling kicking my feet while being slightly concerned because Sir. What do you mean by that.

"Ah ah," he says, a harshness seeping into even just that sound. "Stay."  You stay put,

thank you for making loverboy so Ouppy.

"Lord Harbinger," you try to say

yes,, this could be a minor thing to adjust: i think we could actually fit this oneshot somewhere AFTER he gets his vision,, and BEFORE Pantalone becomes the Harbinger Regrator. Can be a valid reason for Pantalone to see that reader failed to kill the assassin from their shitty negotiation meeting,, and wanting to newly test him again after he had his vision + ambitions awakened to see if he can get past the fear of killing NOW. (Even then,, maybe due to inexperience/unfamiliarity of using visions, reader didn't think to raise his advantage of supernatural powers against another visionless man in this scenario.)

I'd think his first kill was one of the factors that caused him to leave after his 3year duty, not sticking around for Pantalone's promotion to Regrator.

"You are much like your father."

Top 10 things Not to say to someone with daddy issues-

...they're as wet behind the ears as you are.

Dear diary, Today i learned a new speech of expression

...Pantalone's hand that rests on your chin moves... "Now, try again. Dear banker, whatever do you mean?" 

this whole paragraph. What on earth do you mean 'ooc pantalone'. This is the MOST pantalone thing you could've written. Strict and intimidating about improving reader's meek attitude. a Push in the right direction.

"Is this a test?" you manage, words muffled by the way he squishes your face like putty beneath his fingers.

(thank you for making loverboy so Ouppy) x2

...and you know who, regardless of how 'anonymous' that source may have been in his words.

I MAY BE STUPID. （；´д｀）ゞ I CANT TELL. who you are hinting towards 😭😭

"Hold this," he adds, an unnervingly tender instruction for the way he was just behaving. 

There he is. its reminding me of: the same pantalone that washed reader with a clock in my very first req to you.

...looking probably about as pathetic as you think you do.

POV: You're Pantalone looking down at Loverboy.

I forgot how much of a bug-eyed wet dog loverboy is before his time-skip "character development" so to say. Thanks i love him.

"next time someone approaches you from behind, don't wait to stab them. Don't reach for your wet knife with your wet hands, either. Both of those things will get you killed."

I think pantalone is entirely having too much fun with observing Loverboy try climbing the ropes to how REAL fatuus run business.

"Come now. You want to go home and back to Liyue, don't you? I'm tired of this cold." 

Σ(っ °Д °;)っ back to liyue??? Loverboy is Liyuean??? pantalone stays in liyue??? I ALWAYS THOUGHT arlecchino called pantalone a bitch in Signora's funeral for "never leaving the comfort of his homeland?" Whuh-?

ALL IN ALL,, CLOSING THOGUHTS,, GOOD FOOD RIRITO DINNER HAS BEEN SERVED, ATE, AND LICKED CLEAN 10/10 ILY

I GOTT THIS JUST BEFORE I WENT TO SLEEP AND ONLY JUST GOT THE TIME TO ANSWER IT BUT I KNEWWW YOU WOULD GET THE HOUSE OF WOLVES REFERENCE

That is true actually and I realised after I posted it that like, wtf is in character for him?? 😭 he's said like two things and while I have memorised those things they're not a lot to go off but I'm glad you enjoy him (���´▽｀)ﾉ♪

Also if you can make it fit, feel free ☆(≧∀≦*)ﾉ I sorta only had a vague idea of where it might go, but at that point in time, loverboy works abroad in the Northland Bank. I'll also throw in that he travelled there for that job and unfortunately does not come from Liyue 😔 (unless he's supposed to?? I got the impression he was from Snezhnaya) it was more a "I bet you'd love to be back at a desk job rn" or something to that effect, loverboy is going back to the bank once things are settled where he belongs but Pantalone isn't going with him (hence why they're in Snezhnaya when this happenscause I also interpret at as him not liking to leave Liyue)

I'm so glad the J Michael Tatum love never stops but also you're so right praise kinks absolutely do. I also noticed that them trying to kill each other is like, a repeated theme so far 😭⁉️ LIKE WHEN PANTALONE WENT TO FIND HIM LAST ONESHOT HE WAS GONNA KILL THAT FUCKER

Confident possibly mildly degrading Pantalone is literally my favourite thing, like I chew on him. I chew on him being unnervingly calm because what would he have in the eyes of a wet mop boy besides an unwavering poker face. Get yourself a man who uses the blood of your enemies like your lipstick and knows he made good choices stationing you at his shady probably money laundering black hole of debt he calls a bank

Yk I agree actually I was trying to figure the timeline out in my head and realised it would've made more sense to happen before he was a Harbinger so I agree with this revision that actually makes it fit the lore and if I ever decide to make it a longer multichapter fic I'll definitely fix that 💀 t'was a victim of laziness

YES YES THIS Pantalone basically shaping him up so he doesn't literally die and being strict with it get so him. He'll prompt him to say it again but won't let it slide because that behaviour isn't going to be beneficial, especially not with someone who may be working under him long-term

I went back to read the part about the anonymous source line came from, and I think I figured out what happened here, so allow me to explain  (;ﾟдﾟ)   Ok so, it has a bit to do with the weird way I wrote this because when I said I wrote this on the train that was half a lie. I wrote some of it on the train and the rest at the library where I also edited what I already had because the spelling mistakes were atrocious. I did write down who it was but cut it when I decided it cluttered the story a bit which retrospectively was also a mistake because I didn't think about the fact it would seem like I was hinting at something at the time (ﾟ▽ﾟ*) the shorter, boring answer is that there's no one Ririto did a big silly and cut context in the chaotic editing this suffered

LMAO NOT THE CLOCK AGAIN

I love him the wet mop boy. I was like I want him to be at least a lil pathetic rn because his concerns are completely different. He's thinking about how to not die, and how much he misses his mom and his much fatui dick his dad must've been riding before death to think this career path was worth it (slash JOKING but he is still wondering why his father would have done this job willingly) that and I think men who whimper are cute thanks for coming to my Ted talk

HE IS ENJOYING IT and I love it sm

Hehe I am glad to know you haven't gone hungry today (^o^) and such high ratings for the banker and loverboy

[simpinberry]

¡¡¡Hola!!! Me encanta tu escritura 😍 Me preguntaba si puedo pedir un Bella Ramsey x fem! Reader headcanons donde Bella está celosa, gracias 🤗🤗 Espero que entiendas lo que escribí ya que el inglés no es mi primer idioma

Hello!!! I love your writing 😍 I was wondering if I can order a Bella Ramsey x fem! Reader headcanons where Bella is jealous, thank you 🤗🤗 I hope you understand what I wrote since English is not my first language

guysss heyyy!! sorry i’ve been gone for so long, life has been a bitch recently but i’m back!! here to feed you some very needed fluffy and spicy bella content. i’m trying out a new style of writing and i had a lot of fun with it. I didn’t proof read it at all so my bad for spelling mistakes teehee i’ll fix it later. love youu<33 have a good day gays<3

picture this: You and Bella just got back from the gym. They surprised you by picking you up from class since they had some free time and “missed you”. They were perfectly normal when they saw you at first, leaning against the door frame and waving over at you. You jump up a little in excitement and tell her your just getting your bag and saying goodbye to your friends. When you got back to them, their energy seemed to have changed and you couldn’t understand what could’ve happened in 2 minutes but you decide to brush it off.

You guys grabbed some dinner and snacks from the grocery store and headed home. Bella was unusually quiet on the drive home, only mumbling the lyrics to a few songs and only asked you about your day once. Strange because she usually goes on and on, asking about little details.

You arrive home and bolt to the kitchen to heat up the food because you are truly starving. That class was hard and you were ready to eat. Bella follows you in, placing herself down on a chair at the dining table, blanking out and staring at the ground. You call for her a few times and they don’t answer. You place down the plates on the table and call her again, this time lifting her head with ur index finger.

She stares up at you with big brown puppy eyes and a stubborn pout on their lips. “What’s up my big baby?” you coo at her. She dodges your touch and lets out a whiny hmm. She’s gonna be stubborn about it, of course she is. Letting out a sigh you place yourself down on her lap, straddling her and bringing your arms around their neck. She finally looks up at you and eagerly pulls you into a long, more intense than usual kiss.

“darlin, you wanna tell me what’s going on?” you say pulling away from the heated kiss.

“Uh, it’s just that em, God this is so dumb. Okayy, yk Jenna? From your boxing classes? It’s just like she’s too friendly with you… Like bro relax she’s mine. She’s just too forward and touchy with you, i saw the way they looked at u when you said goodbye” They let out a groan and cover their face.

“Wait a minute, are you…. jealous?” you ask with a smirk.

“No.”

“Bella.”

“Ughhh, whatever. So what if i’m a little jealous okay? ehhh i mean you’re my girlfriend and she’s gotta learn that,” they pause, taking a deep breath. “I just don’t like it okay….makes me feel bad”.

You notice she’s a lot more upset than you expected and realise she just needs your reassurance. To your surprise she pulls your waist into her and wraps her arms fully around you into a tight hug. They’re so cute when they get like this, you think to yourself.

Pulling away from the hug you immediately attack her face with kisses, making sure to get every inch and not miss a single spot. This sends Bella into a cute fit of giggles. Their laugh is genuine music to your ears and you feel proud you’re able to cheer her up a bit. You finish off by trailing their face with longer, softer and delicate kisses.

Once you reach her lips you pull them into a long deep kiss. Bella is an emotional kisser and this kiss was no exception.

This unsurprisingly leads to a makeout session. Bella roaming her hands whenever she pleases in a territorial way while you take turns tugging and playing with their hair. Time doesn’t feel real as you both spill soft and sweet moans into each others mouth. Sooner or later you both gotta pull back for some air though. You finish off the kiss by pulling away slowly, biting her lip softly, letting it bounce back into place. Bella rests her forehead on yours, panting a little.

“i love you, a lot. I’m all yours darling,” you speak up. Bella replies with quick soft nods. “plus if it makes you feel any better, i rlly don’t like jenna, she talks too much about herself”

“iiii love u too ig and i’m all yours too or whatever” she jokes, rolling their eyes.

“wait is that why you picked me up today??” Oh boy let the teasing begin.

hehehehehehe i also think that bella would be incredibly immature and funny when she’s jealous. she’s definitely not the angry or mean jealous that’s for sure but she will stomp her feet and act like a 5 year old.

It’s been a rare warm and sunny day and you’re chilling at bellas house after you guys took her dog out on walk. Their bed is placed against the window and there’s a cooling breeze pushing through the white curtains. You’re sitting on bellas bed with your legs crisscrossed, scrolling through your phone. Bella is sprawled out opposite to you, reading off her kindle.

With a loud sigh, her kindle falls onto their chest and looks up at you. You’re practically glued to your phone and she wants you to be glued to her.

“Babbeeee” they say, using her foot to nudge your stomach. Yet, you pay her no mind and continue scrolling through TikTok.

Suddenly, you let out the most uncontrollable laugh ever, throwing ur head back and hitting it against the bed frame. “owwwwww motherfuckerr,” you yell out in pain.

“That’s what u getttt for ignoring me” she teases.

“Pffttt i wasn’t doing that” you reply.

“Blehhh i wasn’t doing that,” they respond, mocking you. “whatever, what was the video?”

“Ha ha, very funny, it’s just a tiktok mar sent me” you say snarking back.

“Oh.”

“Oh?”

“No it’s just that i see, you’re ignoring me for some girl, huh, i see how it is. Clearly you don’t love me anymore.” she pouts, crossing her arms and shaking her head.

“Babe that’s not tru-“ you try to plead your case.

“NOOO IIII SEE HOW IT IS. REALLY. THATS FINE.” They shout in an over exaggerated posh British accent.

At this point, you’re done with their shit and decided to go along with this little bit of theirs. Letting yourself fall forward, you plop down next to bella now levelled with her face. For extra effect you decide to straddle her, placing yourself on top of her.

“oh c’mon now don’t be such a baby” you tease causing them to brush deeply.

“um, uhh don’t be such a baby, don’t you have other bitches you need to be texting rn or something??”

“Isabella may ramsey.”

Her eyes widen at the sudden calling of their full name, knowing you only use it when you’re being stern. She locks your legs together, swiftly swinging their body over yours, pining you down.

“oh is that how we’re play it?”

“yes. yes you jealous baby.”

[dottores]

I'm so glad you love hc's bc I will now be sending u them, unsolicited of course teehee. If you're annoyed by them please feel free to not post them promise I won't be butthurt LOL

but just thinking about the night after the party with the sugawara boys which consisted of y/n and the boys building a fort and falling asleep in it. mister ayato and miss yua find you guys in the morning but thinks it's so adorable that they leave you all alone (not without snapping a quick picture though). they're so happy that y/n is finally comfortable and no longer alone <3

now let's talk about the composition of this fort because structurally.. it's shit. it quite literally makes no sense how was it about to fit three whole growing teens and lets not forget ran's long ass limbs. so it really ended up being y/n splayed out over rin whos lying on his stomach and ran just being on top of both you like a blanket with collapsed pillows all around you. and all three of you may or may not be in matching pj's that you bought for their one month moving in gift. now were the possibly the the ugliest onsies in existence? (i'm talking like hammerhead shark onsies ugly). maybe. and they may have out grown them *just* a bit with all of your ankles being exposed and sleeves cut off at the forearm but they wouldn't have it any other way because you got it for them and it's the first thing you all have ever shared <3

bonus: your uncle might have stopped by to check on y/n and the boys (he would die before he revealed a soft spot for you all) and he may have also snapped a pic.. but not before ordering you all new matching pj's because that shit was ATROCIOUS.

ran definitely woke up first and looked down fondly at both of your drool covered faces and went right back to sleep and when everyone woke up a few hours later with a suspicious package that contained possibly even more horrendous matching pj's (think bananas in pyjamas) nobody said anything.. but still wore them the next night and tucked their old matching pj's in their closet and they all have them.. even now.

I WOULD NEVER BE ANNOYED BY THEM THEY ME SO HAPPY 😭😭😭 i want u guys to love them as much as i do sobs

OKAY NO BUT YOURE SO RIGHT SKKSJDJS THE MATCHING ONESIES HELP THATS SO CANON💀😭 and rindou and especially ran were both so reluctant to wear them at first but she was just so excited so they were like … fine ig 😐 but now they refuse to part from them 🥹 sobs the way they wear them even when they grow out of them i’m gonna cry they so would

AND THEM ALL SPLAYED OUT ON TOP OF EACH OTHER I SOB, no but you think they’d be so uncomfortable but 🥹🥹 they never slept better when they’re all near each other like that🥹🥹 it’s the most ran has ever been at ease tbh, her and rindou both curled up with him 🥹🥹 the uncle dropping in YES, cuz he’s rarely at the house penthouse so he figured “oh i suppose i should actually check up on them this time cuz of what happened” and he stops by and he’ll never admit it but 😞 it made him so happy seeing her like that w them, cuz he knows that she has no friends at school and had no one to talk to other than miss yua n mister ayato

JSKSJJSJS HIM GETTING THEM EVEN UGLIER ONESIES HE SO WOULD LMAOOOOO and it’s so on purpose too because he knows yn will love it and they’ll feel obligated to wear them too when they see how excited she is

i’m so soft for them i’m gonna throw up

[gordvendomewhore]

For the ask game <3

A - Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don’t have to be OTPs because not everyone has OTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc. are allowed.

C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will.

H - What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., TV shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.)?

J - Name a fandom you didn’t think about until you saw it all over Tumblr. (You don’t have to care about it or follow it; it just has to be something that Tumblr made you aware of.)

heyyy thank you for the ask teehee 🤭🤭 ik i literally reblogged this from your account LMAO so thank you, this was very considerate

i'm going to be answering most of these in regards to bully :)

these responses are gonna be a bit long so strap your boots on cowboys

A - ships i currently like

i am alwayssss thinking about bif/derby (berby 🥺) because they are my BOYS!! however, lately i was talking to my s/o about a post i made about unlikely prep ships (that apparently doesn't fucking exist because i couldn't find it again and had a mental breakdown over it), it reminded me of my love for bryce/vance!!!

when the bully discord was still a thing, me and my friends talked about unlikely ships and how u can basically ship... any two characters together. i don't remember how exactly we landed on bryce/vance, but it made sense to me and really settled into my heart lol. idk how to justify it other than wow! it just works. but if someone wants to know more, pls do feel free to send me an ask

other than that, i've really been into bryce/chad recently... they wrestle at night :)))

C - a ship i will never like

bro don't burn me at the stake for this, but there is one ship i just do not get behind, and anyone who knows me will know it but...

smopkins.

when i first played bully, which was two years ago, it was me revisiting it YEARS after i first discovered it as a young kid, and so i actually knew what shipping was lol. the first ship that came to mind for me was petey/gary, and while that is def popular in its own regard, it really surprised me to see how crazy people were for smopkins.

there's nothing wrong with the ship, i think a lot of art for it is cute (i have a good amount saved), and the fics certainly pack some emotion, but it just didn't click with me, and it never will lmao. and i think some people are too crazy about it, but that goes for ships in every fandom.

other than that, i don't really care for gord/vance. i did at some point, but i'm a jimmy/gord guy myself lol. it's still soooo so cute though.

H - favorite fandom source

well, obviously i like bully a whole lot LMAOO. there's a lot of freedom with the amount of side characters rockstar filled the game with, and they all have a surprising amount of personality put into them. there are endless situations to put all of them in with the small amount we've been given, and often this fandom just doesn't take advantage of it lol

other than bully though, i'm casually into borderlands and i used to have a haikyuu phase, so i check up on those two fandoms occasionally. i also LOVEEEEE the karate kid trilogy and watch the show that's out now (i have my gripes with it but whatever smh). i also like checking up on the rpg ib and one punch man every now and then. oooh and i can't forget detroit: become human.

J - fandom introduced to me through tumblr

uhhh none come to mind if i'm being honest haha. i don't really look at my feed unless i'm bored, so i'm only on tumblr to browse through tags for fandoms i know and post my own content.

i guess i didn't know the homestuck fandom was still active? LMAOOOO

thank you so much for these asks!!! i will make my way through the rest in my inbox <3