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any bird can dance, eat, fly. Great. However, i just know little mallards not only party quite radically. sometimes they use various weapons. xtra yellow ZH-29. 🔫🦆

any bird can dance, eat, fly. Great. However, i just know little mallards not only party quite radically. sometimes they use various weapons. xtra yellow ZH-29.

🔫🦆

[lilac-dreamxxz]

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀foꬻts⠀⠀.✿

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ᥲ 𐐼 ɑ 𐓠 𐓟

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ϐ ხ ⴆ 𝗯 𝕓

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𐐽 𐓧 𝗰 𝐜 ᥴ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𐓱 𐓰 ძ ᧚ 𝗱

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ᧉ ə ꫀ ᧉ 𝗲

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ƒ ʄ ƭ 𝙵 𝖋

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ց ꬶ ʛ ᏽ ᧁ 𝗴

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ჩ ʜ ⴌ 𝙷 𝗵 ꚕ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ꪱ ɪ 𝕚 𝖎 𝘪 ι ᴉ 𝗶

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ʃ ȷ ᩭ ʝ ჯ ʝ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝕜 𝙺 ᴋ 𝘬 𝖐 𐓤 𐓦 𝗸

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𐑚 Ɩ 𐑙 𝗹 𝗅

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ⴜ ꬺ ꭑ ⴅ ꧑ 𝗺

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ռ ᥒ ꬻ ⴖ ɴ 𝗻

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ɵ ⱺ 𐓫 𐓪 𐐫 ᦢ ꧐

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ թ ⲣ 𝗉 ��

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ǫ ϙ զ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ɾ 𐑩 𐑾 𝗿 ⲅ ɼ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ธ ꢺ ꮪ 𝘀 𝙨

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ȶ ʈ ե t̲ 𝘁 𝐭

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ꭎ ᥳ ʋ ⴎ ⴑ 𝘂 ꭒ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𐐷 ᥎ ⱴ 𐑫

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𑜴 𐐶 ꭐ ⴍ ⴓ ω 𝘄

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ꭖ ꪎ ϫ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⴁ ⴘ ⴗ կ ყ 𝘆

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝑧⠀⠀𝖟⠀⠀𝐳⠀⠀𝘇

[clairewritesfanfics]

! I read your alphabet fluff and it was amazing ! I’m wondering if maybe you could do one for no glasses Mark or viltrumite if you have time I don't know why but I feel like these two want kids.

Author’s note: The alphabet here is an amalgamation of fluff templates from the following writers: @themarauderstheoutsidersandpeggy, @snk-warrior, @queervibesmydude and @imagineimagineimagine, and my own personal additions.

Adoration: What does he can’t help but gush about you? 

Everything.

Baby: Does he want a family? 

He doesn’t want a family, he wants something that can bind you to his side. Whether you adopt, have a surrogate or get impregnated, that thing will etch his memory deeper into your heart. He doesn’t want to share your affections though. In his eyes, the only thing better than a kid is a dead kid. 

Comfort: How does he help you when you’re down or stressed?

Cuddles and kisses! He is the most handsy variant. He will shower your face with kisses, nudge you with his head, bury his face in your neck and stick his arms to you.

Dates: What are his ideal dates?

He likes being outside and active: picnics in the park where he can make out with you on a blanket, beach days where he can see you in a swimsuit and make out with you in the water, hiking in nature where he pretends to chase you and then make out with you against a tree, etc.

Everything: You are his __________.

You are his sun, his gravity. 

Fight: How often do you argue? How does he handle the fight itself and its aftermath?

Fights with him feel more like foreplay than arguments. Any real disagreements are too rare to even remember.

Gifts: Does he spoil you?

Hell yeah. Whatever money he has, he uses on you and any spare change is for making himself more attractive to you.

Honesty: Does he keep a lot of secrets from you? Are they white lies or hide world-shattering truths?

He can’t lie to you, but that doesn't mean he can’t omit parts of the truth.

Injury: What’s his reaction when he finds you physically hurt?

That perpetual smile vanishes, replaced with a haunting stare. He forgets about checking up on you and loses himself in his revenge. 

Jealousy: Is he a green-eyed monster?

Yup. Actually, physically, loudly groans and whines when you pay attention to someone else for too long. He starts grabbing you all over until you yell at him to stop. Doesn’t matter if you’re mad as long as you’re focused on him.

Kiss: Describe the way he kisses you.

He kisses you eagerly, giving everything and touching you everywhere, as though hoping he’d become a part of you.

Longing: Who fell first? How did you two get together?

He did. He seems derpy, but Mark’s manipulative; he knows that rushing into things will only scare away a romantic partner. So he teases you and hits on you, but backs off when he thinks you’re beginning to feel uncomfortable. He’s also willing to get rid of any competition (in secret, naturally).

Marriage: Does he want to be your husband?

Yes, yes, yes! He has the perfect ring, too. It’s exactly your style. 

Nightmare: What is his greatest fear?

Your indifference. He prefers your affection, but he will take even your hatred as long as your eyes are on him.

Orange: What color reminds him of you?

Gold. Like the radiant sun that he evolves around. 

PDA: Yes or no? If yes, to what degree?

Do you think dogs care about who is looking when they start jumping on their owners? He’ll stop if you tell him but if you’re fine with having an audience then so is he.

Quaint: What is his favourite non-modern thing?

Love letters. We’re talking scented paper in fancy envelopes. You’re flattered and supportive, however…Mark’s good in many things, but writing poems is not one of them. He’s sincere though so you can’t ever laugh at or criticize his work.

Rhythm: What’s his favorite song or genre of music?

He likes what you like. No, really. His interests before are meaningless to him now. He has restructured his life to fit perfectly with yours, and that includes music taste. 

Spa: What helps him relax?

Something as small as your shoulders touching while you two lie on bed doing your own things (well, you’re doing something; he’s admiring the view) calms him down.

Tea: What do you two often converse about? 

He will like what you like, watch what you watch and read what you read, everything to be your soulmate and be able to understand everything you say. However, he gets lost in your voice. Sometimes–most of the time–he doesn’t even talk. He would rather listen to you. You could be talking about a murder that happened next door and he, in a daze, will smile and say, “That’s nice.”

Understanding: How well does he know you?

He knows your habits and routine, though he’s still prone to being insensitive to any changes to such behaviors.

Value: How important is the relationship to him?

You are literally the only reason he hasn’t become a full-blown supervillain.

Wild Card: Random fluff headcanon

He sticks post-it notes everywhere in the house. Jokes (what’s a pirate’s favorite amino acid? Aaaaaaarrrrginine), reminders (drink your water >:( on the pitcher), corny pick-up lines (Did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?) or something sweet and simple like I love you, because he feels like he can never say it enough.

XOXO: How affectionate is he?

He is a dog in a Viltrumite body. Hands down, the most physically and verbally affectionate Mark. He likes leaning against you, holding your hands, kissing you and hugging you.

Yearning: How does he cope when you two are apart?

The longest minute is the last sixty seconds when he’s waiting for you. There is no coping.

Zebra: If he wanted a pet, what would he get?

Does he want pets? NO. It’s bad enough that he has to share you with other people. There is no way in Hell he’s splitting your affection with an even lower life form. You want a dog? He’ll bark and kneel and fetch, whatever you want. Here’s his neck, he even bought a fancy pink collar. Please put it on him. 

Disclaimer: The images above are not mine but are screenshots from the Invincible TV series.

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my favourite thing about this blog is i never notice. i just go. mm. yes. fascenating sentence, perfectly makes sense. now who made the eloquent addition- WAIT A SECOND

A about addition- blog eloquent fascenating favourite go. i i is just made makes mm. my never notice. now perfectly SECOND sense. sentence, the thing this WAIT who yes.

[kaliforniahigh]

Can you please do L with Noah 🥹

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L (lap) | Slight NSFW below the cut! | Thank you for the request 💜

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The bar was dimly lit, conversation flowed around the place. There was a basketball game playing in the television and a few people were paying attention.

Not you guys, though.

The band was about to go back on tour, and tonight would be one of the last nights everyone would be able to get together for a while.

Chatter flowed around the table easily. You sat beside Noah, who had one of his arms over your shoulder, bringing you close to his side.

The night was getting a little chilly outside, which you didn't expect and didn't prepare for. The goosebumps on your arms and legs proof that you were underdressed for the change in weather.

Noticing your discomfort, and how you rubbed your hands over your skin in an attempt to warm yourself up, Noah leaned down to talk closer to your ear.

"Are you cold?"

You look up at him from your position. You didn't wanna say yes and make him leave early, but you also knew that the chances of him already knowing the answer were pretty high.

Anyway, there was no point in lying.

"It's a little chilly", you tell him, with a sheepish little smile on your face. "It's ok, though, I'll tuck myself in here", you snuggled closer to his side in an attempt to share a little body heat.

"C'mere", he motions for his lap, patting it a couple of times.

You find it strange. Noah was never one to pack on PDA, and now he wants you to sit on his lap?

"I can see you overthinking", he points out. "I swear it's ok", he reassures, and you move yourself so your sitting sideways on his lap.

He engulfs both his arms around you, and you've never been more thankful for the fact that he always seems to run hot.

Wiggling a little to adjust yourself and take advantage of as much warmth as you could, you felt his arms tighten around you.

"Stay still, baby", he says, and you look at his face, finding his reaction a little strange.

"Was just adjusting myself", you mutter out, resting your head on his chest.

A few minutes pass, and you look at the table to see your forgotten drink of choice sitting there. Reaching over, you grab it, so you can take the last sip and maybe order another one.

You hear him hiss as your ass rubs him in just the right place, and as if on cue, you start to feel his dick harder and harder under you.

Giving him a knowing look, you smirk, and he knows instantly that the night is far form being over.

And that inviting you onto his lap might have been his biggest mistake - or blessing - tonight.

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[byorkewkew]

Stinky

[meruz]

this might be a silly question, but is your username on insta (automeruz) from the homestuck AUTO (ITEM) gag? or am i crazy. sorry if thats crazy

like AUTO PARRY? lmao. a little bit! i would be lying if i said the prefix auto wasnt on the mind bc of homestuck. it's also a little... i used to use "automeru" but i think that was snagged on one too many websites so i stuck the z at the end. but automeru specifically was a clumsy japanese katakana spelling reference to automail (ootomeiru...whatever) from fullmetal alchemist haha. while also having meru(z) in it

[yan-heta]

Howdyyy! Could I request U and D from the yandere alphabet for 2P! Canada? TY in advance!

YANDERE 2P CANADA ALPHABET (D & U)

★ NOTE ;;

— Hetalia in the big 2025!? Yes, oddly enough I am alive. I almost abandoned this blog honestly, because I lost interest in the anime until it regained its hold against me once more. So if anybody has more requests, then better late than never.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Amongst all the other contenders for your love, Mathieu would most probably be the most sensible, patient man you'd ever have to deal with. That patience of his translates to his willingness for you to warm up to his presence once he finally has you in his arms. The word "punishment" doesn't often mean its textbook definition when he deals with your rebellious behavior. He's raised cruelly, seen and felt how cruel physical abuse deals with your psyche. Hitting his beloved means willingness to break them and in no way, shape or form is he even willing to lay a hand on you.

Mathieu breaking a limb or two? God, he'd rather be mauled than witness you breaking the same way his other victims — your past exes, those who dare hurt you, the people he considers the obstacle standing in between your love — do; all begging for mercy, broken and scarred beyond repair. Hell! despite being locked away in some forest, dense with tall standing trees and uncharted trails, other than your isolation in nowhere-land, Mathieu ensures you're aware of your privilege in the cabin. You can eat whenever you want, sleep wherever you wish, bathe and maybe even cuddle with the man if you want to warm yourself up whenever you need a heater— escape isn't an option for you either way. He's aware of that, you're aware of that too, because he's already carefully demonstrated how arduous it'd be to even expedition beyond the rocky, foggy mounts of the country. You've done so once, and it took Kuma's efficient scent glands to properly find your frail, nearly decomposing body.

Yet even after countless escape attempts? Mathieu never once had taken away your rights, never once made an attempt to break your bones or shackle you to the bed or mocked your pathetic confidence when you'd confess you'll never give up from running away. A simple "tsk" from him there as he patches your strained knee up, a heavy exhale too and gentle scolding under his breath— but never once a threat. He'll take away the stolen bag you kept under your bed, maybe even build heavier security around the house, but he'll still feed you when you refuse to eat, and kiss your forehead every night as you two sleep in the same bed he's carved for you; pretending as if today wasn't another failed attempt at running away.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

I'd say he's one of the more kinder lovers, as previously stated from above. He doesn't take away your freedom, and doesn't find the need to break you in just to feel an ounce of your love. For him, to achieve something you've always wanted, you have to work for it. Just like a well-carved wooden bowl, spun from gentle yet scuffed hands, Mathieu is a careful guy. He chooses his words for all the rare times he's spoken to you, and he often holds back on his anger before fully exploding. Unlike Oliver or Luciano who can be easily triggered by personal attacks, Mathieu knows your threats are valid, sometimes weaponized against his insecurities— but he'll never let the anger consume him, never use you as an outlet for his destructive behavior; that's where hunting down poachers and smoking outside your home comes into play.

He also takes the one of the longest time to let both yourselves be fully acclimated to physical attention. He's aware that, again, romance is earned. And it's not like he's also used to close contact, skin to skin affection. Though thoughts may fester - he wants to hold you, feel your breath prickling against the fuzz of his chin, know what it's like to fully entangle your legs together - he doesn't force it upon you, doesn't pressure you to submit to the standards of what a couple should do because everything about you two is an unconventional romance. He'll hold off for as long as you can imagine, and will only touch you if you give him the go signal, if it's you who approaches him with the intentions of wanting to be held. Otherwise, he'll simply play a fantasy of what it's like every night. Sleeping beside you is enough, being in the same space as you, being aware that you're alive and with him is enough— everything else that he wants will come sooner.

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absolutely an incredible gimmick. 10/10

10/10 absolutely an gimmick. incredible

[kaliforniahigh]

Goofy with Noah, please?

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G (goofy) | 🔞 SMUT 18+ only! | Thank you for the request 💙

You're both heavily making out on the couch. Your lips haven't parted for longer than a few seconds before crashing together again. Hands are wandering, things are messy and clothes are slowly being peeled from your bodies.

"Fuck, I love feeling you under me", Noah murmurs in the crook of your neck, where he plants open-mouthed and wet kisses.

You smile at the way he already sounds so wrecked. Hands sliding lower, you start to mess with the buttons on his jeans. Impatiently, he stands up to take them off himself along with his boxers. You slide off your skirt, lifting your hips a bit off the couch.

He's back on you in an instant, his large palms carresing your soft legs, kissing his way up until he's back facing you.

"Don't think I have the patience for foreplay tonight, baby", he tells you, and you honestly couldn't care less.

You take one os his hands in yours, guiding it lower, until it's resting over your clothed core.

"Don't need it, I'm already soaked for you", you smirk up at him, and he groans.

"Fuck, you're gonna kill me."

You don't have the chance to respond, because he's pushing your panties to the side and you can feel his heavy length teasing at your entrance.

"No teasing, please", you ask of him, already anticipating the stretch that is sure to follow.

"Not even if I wanted to."

Slowly, he sinks himself inside of you, keeping still for a second when he's finally buried to the hilt.

He can feel your walls pulsing around him, and you can feel his cock twitching inside of you.

Outside, you can hear the rain pelting against the windows, and the ocassional thunder reverberates in the distance. It only adds to the atmosphere and the heat being shared between you.

Once he starts picking up his pace, he doesn't stop, doesn't falter.

Your moans are almost as loud as the storm raging outside.

You're completely emerged in the feeling of his skin on yours, his hot hands gripping your hips to keep you still, as he pistons in and out.

"Fuck, I'm so close", he whispers in your ear, and the hotness of his breath makes the hairs on your neck stand up.

Suddenly, a louder then ever thunder roars outside, and in even in your reverie, you swear you can feel the house shaking a little. You let out a yelp in surprise and a little fear.

Immediately after, the house goes completely dark, and you're engulfed in blackness.

"Noah!", you exclaim his name, as if he's not laying almost completely on top of you.

"I know, I'm here", he reassures you.

He's stopped completely now, being caught off guard by the noise himself.

"Oh my God, it's so dark", you point out the obvious, but it's the little shake in your voice that gets his attention.

He almost forgot how scared you are of the dark.

When you moved in with him, he found your nightlight absolutely endearing, and he made sure to turn it on every night.

"Hold on, let me get my phone", he announces, and you feel his weight leave from above you.

You can barely make out his figure in the darkness, and he starts to palm the surfaces, trying to find the device. He honestly doesn't remember where he put it.

"Shit", he curses, before you hear clacking noises and a thud on the floor.

"Noah?", you ask, flailing your hands around to try and find him.

"Shit. Fuck", he curses once more.

"What is happening?", you ask once again, exasperated this time.

"Think I broke my fucking pinky", his voice is pained, and as if on cue, the lights turn back on.

You spot him stark naked on the floor, sitting down and clutching his feet like his life depended on it. You can't help but stifle a laugh at the scene in front of you.

"Glad you find this funny", he glares at you, but you can tell there is no malice whatsoever in his tone.

He tries to get up, only to wobble on his legs a little. Once he's stable enough, he walks over to the couch, limping a little, but ever so determined.

"Let's finish what we started, huh?", he leans over you, capturing your lips with his.

"Are you sure you're ok?", you want to be sure.

"Yeah, baby. Don't worry"

You lay down on your previous spot, and he resumes his position above you. Right as he was about to slip inside again, when you adjusted your legs to accomodate him better, you accidentaly bumped your feet with his, which prompted a loud hiss from his lips.

"Shit. I actually think it might be broken"

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[toastyyjams]

The Viet community of the PJSK fanbase noticed that Akito is the only one out of the four PJSK boys to have a white shirt and black jacket. We suspect he may be the main visual or lead. You?

help the way this is worded sounded like y'all are a council or something😭😭 /lh

but uh yea i made a comic about how akito stood out not that long ago ..? theres quite a few ppl that have already noticed haha dunno why u had to specify an area of the fandom

i mean i wouldnt be surprised if he was the main visual i think thatd be super cool !! jun & akito were the first to start singing verses in fusion after all so id believe it ... akito is also usually the first one to be posted when pjsk releases content of the collab

[mothwingwritings]

C and F for my boy Pickle

Eyyy sorry for the delay! (Yes I am still working on these!!!) Here is some Pickle goodness for you my dear.~<3

WARNINGS: Sex and violence and one love sick feral man.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Pickle would honestly treat you as nicely as he is able too. His living environment has its limitations, but he does everything he can to make it comfortable and inviting for you, adamant about making it a home that is fitting of his mate.

Once you are safely stashed away in his secret abode he sets to work constructing you a nest of things so that you may find pinnacle contentment in your new home. He’s gathered an amalgamation of the softest blankets, clothes, linen, etc. that has been given to him or that he has scavenged, so that you may rest in peace and luxury while in his presence. He also brings you the best cuts of meat after his hunts, though he caught on quickly that you were apt to turn your nose at his bloody, raw offering (he couldn’t quite understand why, he was sure you would love it if you just gave it a chance). Once he picks up on your distaste, he instead begins to hoard ingredients and snacks he steals picks up out in the world, supplying you all manner of foodstuff till he pins down the ones you like.

While Pickle prefers you in your natural state, he understands your body needs protection from the elements. He doesn’t quite get modern fashion, but you seem sad wearing the same thing over and over again. While he’s out he procures a hodge-podge of varying clothing, presenting it to you by dumping it at your feet, a huge dopey grin on his face. He loves seeing you in the clothing he gifts you, you look so beautiful in each and every piece that he can’t help but stare, holding back the urge to rip it right back off and have his way with you.

Pickle won’t mock you and wouldn’t dream of disrespecting you in anyway. Any harm he causes you is either completely unintentional or for your own good. He loses control of himself sometimes, forgetting his own strength. You are just so small and he loves you so much, it’s hard to hold himself back. He hates using his strength against you to prove a point, but if you remain insistent on trying to escape him he will do what he must to protect you. You are HIS mate and HE’S the only one who can take care of you. All that’s waiting for you in this strange new world is danger, so if you won’t stay by his side willingly, he will force you there.

All that said, while you may be relatively safe from Pickle’s more violent tendencies, anyone else most certainly is NOT. If another person approaches you, threatens you, or tries to take you away from him they will be obliterated, decimated, ripped to shreds, torn apart until nothing is left. He’ll bask in the gruesome slaughter, their end another validation that he is the best one for you, the one who loves and can protect you above all others. Doesn’t matter if that person is a stranger or your own mother-he is all you need, anyone else butting in is an unnecessary threat.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

He would find it incredibly charming if you tried to fight him. Pickle doesn’t see it as an act of aggression at all, but views it as you trying to mimic him as a sign of reverence. You think he is so impressive and strong that you strive to be like him, going so far as to challenge him to a fight. It’s adorable, and he can’t help but break out into a huge toothy grin when he sees you assume a fighting stance.

And it excites him- seeing you tense up, clenching your fists and bending your knees, preparing to strike at a moment’s notice. Seconds before the fray, you stare him down with such intensity, sizing him up and calculating what moves you should make against him, gears turning in your head as you focus wholly on him. The fixation on him sends a shiver of anticipation down his spine. He is the only one you are thinking of in that moment, and in turn you are all that is occupying his thoughts.

Your strikes never hurt him and he can tell how much that frustrates you. He’ll play along sometimes to make you happy, yowling like a mother lioness that is being batted by her cub. He’ll cringe at your punch, shy away from your kick. If he’s convincing enough, you sometimes award him with a small smile, a brief look of accomplishment. It warms his heart, knowing you are having as good of a time as he is.

He also relishes the closeness the two of you share when you initiate these little fights. Usually you try and hide away from him, distancing yourself as much as possible whenever he is in the vicinity. At first he thought it was another game you were trying to play with him, something coy, cute, and seductive to grab his attention. But when the chase became a regular thing he was disappointed, why did you put up such a fuss each time your mate tried to approach you? You didn’t even give him a prize when he finally caught you, just flailing and screaming and spitting. It hurt his feelings- this was supposed to be fun.

But the little brawls you had were fun, and they gave him a chance to have you near him without any to-do. He could feel your skin on his, smell your sweat as your body writhed and wriggled against his. Feeling your small hands grab at his hulking form, listening to your strained moans and heavy breathing as you threw your all into attacking him… Witnessing you in such a state, holding you close as your body rubbed his in just the right way, it doesn’t take long for him to completely lose control.

Before you can recognize what is going on, your body is sheathing his cock, previous grunts of exertion quickly turning into wails of pleasure.

He doesn’t understand why you cry so much afterwards, though. Were you not having as much fun as he was? You initiated the fight, why are you so upset at the outcome? It was a good tussle, and judging by the noises you were making, he was able to make you feel good. Even if you struggled a bit when he was trying to enter you, you always end up yielding to him. The fit is tight, and there have been several times he was afraid he would outright break you when he pushed deeper, pressing into your core.  But the pleasure that courses through him as he bottoms out is indescribable. He loses himself in the feel of you surrounding him, completely consumed by the euphoria your body has supplied him.

You are his perfect mate, his brave little warrior, and his love for you is endless. So don’t cry, OK? Maybe next time he’ll let you really ‘win.’ :)

[narrators-journal]

I was wondering if you could do the NSFW alphabet with Gen Asagiri from Dr. Stone. If the muse strikes and all. Please and thank you!

So, this is the first requested nsfw alphabet, and it was surprisingly fun! I went into this sort of fearing I wouldn’t be able to cook anything fun up for this man bc it’s been a while since I thought of sengen, Gen, or even Senku smut. But! It was really fun, I hope you enjoy, and if anyone else wants me to deep dive into a character like this, feel free to ask!

A= Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Gen is at least passable at aftercare. He’s not selfish, he’s not overly doting, he’s a bit average or middle of the road.

B= Body part (favorite on themselves and their partners)

I imagine Gen’s favorite body part of himself is probably his hands. That’s how he does his magic tricks, after all.

I don’t think this is very much a headcanon because it’s pretty clear that Gen seems to appreciate smart, resourceful people. I mean, he seemed to be at minimum impressed by Senku’s time tracking antics, and it did not take a lot of time to win him to backstab Tsukasa lmao.

C= Cum (Anything to do with cum)

Gen doesn’t strike me as a man against cum. He’s not too disgusted if it gets on him, or if you cum in him, but he doesn’t strike me as someone who likes the taste of it unless u purposely eat a fuckton of fruit to change the taste.

He also strikes me as a man who prepares for sexual encounters by eating pineapple and fruit or drinking pineapple juice.

D= Dirty secret (Their dirty secret)

Gen gives me the vibe that he probably got around when he was a famous/popular magician. Just a little bit, in my head.

He has slept with someone to manipulate them, I just know he has lmao.

E= Experience (How experienced are they?)

I imagine he’s at least fairly experienced. Definitely not a virgin like Senku probably was when the second stone age hit.

F= Favorite position (self explanatory)

I don’t imagine Gen has a favorite position, but if I had to give him one, the first one to come to mind is cowgirl.

G= Goofy (Are they more goofy or more serious in the moment?)

Once again, Gen strikes me as a pretty middle of the road lover in this regard. He’s not insanely serious, but he’s not too goofy either.

He would definitely crack a few jokes, or maybe do a few naughtier magic tricks at the start, but once he’s in the act, he’s pretty focused on the sex.

H= Hair (How well groomed are they? Do the carpets match the drapes?)

Gen doesn’t keep himself clean shaven in modern times tbh. He’s not insanely bushy down there, but he doesn’t keep himself smooth.

In the new stone age, that changes. Mans is not fighting crabs, bugs and dealing with sweaty pubes more than he has to, so he’s shaving.

I= Intimacy (how are they in the moment? Romantically)

Gen, despite being a bit of a flirt and a hoe to some extent, he’s shockingly romantic in the act.

He’s not too romantic and gooey, but he knows how to play it up and really lean into the rose petals and candles when his partner wants.

J= Jack off (masturbation habits)

He feels like he goes through periods of high sex drive, then low sex drive.

For possibly months or weeks, he can go without sex, or he can be near insatiable and jerk off a lot.

K= Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He strikes me as a rope bunny, tbh.

He also lowkey seems like he might be into trying to hypnotize someone for sexual purposes. No, I cannot place why lol.

I just imagine Gen has a bit of a list of kinks to fall back on.

L= Location (favorite place to do it)

Gen vibes like he liked to do it in the kitchen or on the couch. Something spontaneous and surprising.

In the new stone age, he likes having sex in the water.

M= Motivation (what gets them going and in the mood?)

Easy. Talk about crap he does not understand lmao.

No, but in all seriousness, intellegence or passion is the best likely way to get him going.

His lover talking about something they either are passionate about or really well-studied in? He’s got a boner.

N= No (What are their turn offs)

Choking and threats. Gen isn’t a man who likes to be threatened and choked during the act. A bit of slapping or spanking? He can get behind that. Degredation? Sure. Threaten him? No.

This is doubled if you’re, like, Tsukasa’s size. He’s just a magician, please don’t threaten to hurt him.

O= Oral (preferences on giving/getting, skill, etc)

Surprisingly, Gen prefers to gethead rather than give. Though, he’s not bad at giving it.

P= Pace (are they fast, rough, slow etc)

Gen’s pretty flexible on pacing. He can be slow or he can be fast, depends on his or his lovers mood. That being said, though, he generally leans towards the faster, rougher pace.

Q= Quickie (Their opinions on them, how often)

He’s quite the fan of them, in my head. The risk of being caught, the desperation, all a thrill to him.

R= Risk (Are they game to experiment? Take risks?)

Gen’s got no qualms with experimenting, he’s got an adventurous streak in him and a bit of a soft spot for riskier acts.

S= Stamina (How many rounds can they go?)

In my mind, despite his little hoe phase in the modern era, Gen maxes out at 2 rounds.

Gen somewhat makes up for this by being pretty willing to delve into foreplay and some spicier kinks and scenarios.

This lack of stamina does extend to the stone age, sadly. No boost there for him.

T= Toys (Do they have them? Do they use toys on themselves or partners?)

Gen does have a fair collection of toys to use on himself or partners.

U= Unfair (Do they like to tease?)

He is a MASSIVE tease. He loves to play games, taunt, and generally mess with people, and that bleeds into the bedroom. Top or bottom, he is a nasty tease to his partner.

V= Volume (How loud are they? What noises do they make? Etc)

Gen can be a bit of a loud mouth in bed. Very much a vocal man in my mind. Double-y so if you don’t want him to be.

Even if his volume isn’t an issue, Gen’s still very vocal. He will beg, moan, whine, or whimper during the act, not matter how the meet up goes.

W= Wild card (Just a random headcanon about the character)

He’s very down to share his lover or be shared. So long as his partner’s okay though.

X= X-Ray (What’s going on underneath those clothes?)

I can’t give an exact measurement, but he vibes like he’s about...5.5 inches? Not very far above average, but he sure knows how to use what he’s got lol.

Y= Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Like stated, I imagine his sex drive goes up and down. He’s got periods of being a hoe, and periods of little to no interest. It’s a ittle hit or miss sometimes.

Z= Zzz (How quickly do they fall asleep after?)

Gen takes a little bit to fall asleep after the deed. Nothing too long, but he’s not out like a light.

He could probably get up and go about his day after a hook up.

[alphabetizing-posts]

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an awesome blog!! it's kinda lowkey my new obsession. really, sincerely, thank you

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hiiii, if you're still doing the nsfw alphabet: i'd love L + P with noah!! 🩷

NSFW Alphabet - 900 Followers Celebration!

L (lap) + P (pin) | 🔞 SMUT 18+ only! | Thank you for the request ❤️

You were facing the TV, but was not able to pay attention to whatever was playing. The feeling of Noah fucking you was beyond overwhelming for you to care about anything else.

That, and the feeling of your thighs burning as you moved up and down on his lap.

You tried a different position today. Kind of a reverse cowgirl, but in a sitting position, instead of laying down.

You tried to rest your hands on both of his knees for some support, but was interrupted when he took them and held them behind your back.

"I need to hold on to something", you told him, voice strained as you felt as if you were going to topple over.

"No, you don't", he countered, thightening his hold and pulling you arms further back, this way, your spine arched slightly, and you could feel him even deeper. "Just focus on bouncing up and down, baby".

So, you closed your eyes and just focused on the feeling. His strong thighs under you, catching you everytime you came down. One of his large hands being able to hold both of yours with such strength and power. His other palm resting on your hip, gripping from time to time, but ultimately letting you do your thing.

"I wish you could fucking see yourself right now", Noah grunted out , looking up to watch you move so perfectly on top of him. Your hair was free and cascading down your back, and he held himself back from pulling it. There would be another time for that.

For now, he just wished to see you loosing yourself like this.

He felt your thighs shaking, and this is the moment he decided to take over for you.

Letting your hands go, he gripped both of your sides and gripped you tight, moving you up and down with sure and impactful movements.

You moaned out loud at the feeling, finally being able to hold onto his knees and support yourself.

"I'm so close", you said, breathless and with a shaky voice.

"I know, angel. Let yourself go for me".

As if on cue, your whole body shook on top of him, strained moans making their way from the back of your throat as your walls thightened around him with a vice grip.

You were unable to move, or pull yourself up to a standing position. But, at the same time, staying like this didn't feel too comfortable either.

Sensing your debate, Noah just pulled you towards him until your whole back was resting on his chest, and he could hear you letting out a sigh of relief at the close contact.

"Rest for a bit, ok?", he caressed your hair softly, and you closed your for a few seconds, basking in the post sex haze.

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