#and do replies and shizz

[frosty-tian]

“You don’t understand, I need Graham and Boulder to kiss then have little electric sparks n’ steam to fly off of Boulder. Then Graham, no no, them both, to giggle like awkward school girlies. In this essay I will-!”

[tskumoyuuma]

its honestly so refreshing to have someone at work actually tell me they 100% agree that trump would be bad if elected again. most people i work w either dont kno anything about either candidate or kno like one good thing about trump n think that makes him fine. so its nice to have someone immediately say "i agree it would be so bad" instead of saying something like "but wouldnt he be good for the economy??"

[aqua-the-smiter]

Horus and his breeding kink 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ (and his partner being already pregnant)

Don't do this shit to me man, it's too good. NSFW under the cut, divider by the lovely @squishyowl Horus x female reader, more wife AU shizz You've already been knocked up, but he is...enthusiastic Unsurprising breeding kink, lactation, Horus being Horus

Let it never be said that Horus Lupercal was not a responsible husband.

He was overjoyed when you told him you were pregnant. Granted it shouldn't have come as much of a surprise. Even outside of his rut, he was among those of his brothers who could barely keep his hands off his beloved wife. But many of those brothers (Ferrus, Leman, Sanguinius, and Perturabo) already had a child (or several in Leman's case) of their own. Now, it was finally you and your Primarch's turn.

And he was as attentive and gentle with you as your condition demanded. Almost a little too much, although he was quick to correct his mistakes. Never wanting you to feel too helpless and delicate. Most of the time. Sometimes he knew it was beneficial to be a little rougher. Like now, while he was helping you through a...hormonal episode.

You were sitting sideways on his lap. His stiff, throbbing cock buried deep inside your needy slit. The hormones and increased blood flow around sensitive areas had driven your libido through the roof. And your dear husband was always happy to help bring you back down.

"There there." Horus soothed, kissing your temple. "That feels better, doesn't it?"

He asked, as he slowly bounced you up and down his manhood. Practically fucking himself with you. Not that you minded. It felt good, and with your newfound weight it was harder to ride him with your usual vigor.

And he definitely enjoyed using you like that.

You let out a soft moan. "It does. P-please, more like that."

He wiped a line of spit from the corner of your mouth, and picked up the pace a bit. Your toes curled in at the delicious increase in friction. You loved it, being held in his huge, strong arms for hours while he made you ride his cock. While he stuffed you full of his cum despite having already planted his seed in you. You'd be more than happy to sit on him like this all day if you could. Listening to his own growls and moans of pleasure.

One hand slithered between your legs to work you clit. His other hand cupped one of your dripping breasts. Taking one of your puffy, reddened nipples into his mouth. Enjoying the sweet taste of your milk on his tongue. That helped too, relieving some of the weight they had gained.

Needless to say, but you came easily. And frequently. He never ceased to tease you about it.

"It takes me no effort at all to please you." He purred in your ear. "You could try and make it a little more challenging."

"Can't." You replied between breathless pants. "Too good. You're too good."

Stroking his ego worked every time.

He kissed you and pinched your clit. You whole body shivered as he fucking you through another orgasm. You could taste your milk on his lips. They were back on your breast before you could miss them.

Oh yes. You were going to be here for a while, and you relished the thought.

[brucewaynehater101]

*sasukepose.jpg* I'm starting to realize that Trash!Tim is more like if OG!Cale regressed rather than Kim Rok Soo transmigrating, and rather than Trash!OGCale turning into a decent human, it's the other way around for Tim of turning from decent into trash and---

*lies on floor* I've been going about this all wrong!

Because in my mind, I was thinking Tim in the same way as Kim Rok Soo, because I hc Tim to have hyperthymesia and they both lost so many people but the only reason they're able to survive is because they learned to rely on other people!

And for regressed Tim to throw all that away in his new life, to make sure that the family he loves gets a happy life while he suffers? While he sees a family portrait with him missing from it? While he sits at the table and has Bruno from Encanto's levels of wanting to eat with his family but can only eat with them from afar? I just---

My heart is breaking. Unlike Kim Rok Soo who transmigrated and slowly built a family for himself, it's OG!Cale in the original timeline destroying his relationships with his family to keep them happy and safe. I am in tears.

I was thinking of Dick being Tim's Lee Soo Hyuk, telling Tim that living is best! I was thinking of Jason being his Choi Jung Soo, and Bruce being his Choi Han. Bruce who just lost his son having this sort of darkness in him, and Tim taking a page out of Jason's book and just feeding Bruce till he feels better rather than doing his whole Batman needs a Robin thing from the OG!timeline.

But now, NOW. THINGS ARE ANGSTIER. If in the OG!Timeline Jason and Damian were manipulated to get rid of Tim by Talia, Tim now goes on ahead and puts that target on his back himself. He's doing so well at being trash, he wonders if this is all he's good for in the long run of his life. How long can he keep this up, how long can he keep the gazes of disdain on himself by the people he loves? They don't even know him in this timeline, and that hurts even further.

My thoughts gets to a point where Tim got too deep in being trash that he ends up on a rooftop, looking at the sky and basking in the Gotham sunset. He's beside Jason's favorite gargoyle and he's just standing there.

Jason has plenty of reason to hate Tim, but Red Bat (stupid name, I know, but just to get to the scenario) has no reason to turn someone who may be a rich spoiled brat away.

So, he calls out to Tim. Asks him what's wrong.

Tim doesn't reply. But when he turns his head, Jason could only see how anguished this boy looks. How could a spoiled brat who knows nothing but being trash look so tortured and defeated when nothing even happened to him to look that way?

Or something is. Something might be happening behind the scenes.

That anguished look is instantly replaced with that cocky smirk, but his red eyes full of tears were still on display.

Tim says something, Jason doesn't listen.

It was probably to get a rise out of him, but so much is happening in Jason's head.

"Wanna get some chili dogs?" he asks on impulse.

It shuts Tim up, makes Tim have a complicated look on his face, before settling for what Jason could tell is forced disgust. Because the kids' eyes were widened, his shoulders relaxed. He's hopeful and excited.

Jason grabs Tim and jumps off the roof, grappling to his favorite chili dog stand. The kid didn't even force a scream or demands for a lawyer.

But he did hug Jason tight.

Huh.

Shizz... This kind of makes me want to actually write a bit of an angst fic about the Tim "Trash" AU. You are correct that the entire thing would be angsty, but I imagine Tim's narration of it would be full of jokes. He's be laughing, rolling his eyes, making slightly fucked up jokes about his situation, but he wouldn't go into it. Maybe he'd even convince himself that it's fun to pretend so much. He's a bit of a troll like that and makes internal debates with himself on how fast he can get someone to explode in rage.

But, yeah. I wrote a fic about Tim going back in time and purposefully cutting himself off from the family (and not rejoining them despite helping them). This, though? Him making himself into a public figure he knows his family would despise? Yikes.

It hurts but in a very delicious way.

How much time does he spend hesitating before doing an action that would lower the Waynes opinion of him? How often does he try to ignore his family so he can do what he must (being "trash")?

Hopefully, Tim isn't alone in that AU. I like to imagine he has another persona (maybe his vigilante one, maybe an online one) so that he has at least someone who doesn't hate him

[thiskittenbelongsto-j]

So frustrating of not being able to reblog his blogs, reply to him when he writes about me because he'll find me.

He wrote "I'll hunt you down, my little prey". Then DO IT!!!

But wait...need to add some impressively hot and fucked up shizz before daddy fond his kitten. I want to impress him and give him content to touch himself to.

[rttnpnkpmpkn]

💗🌷🌼 ✨This is the you are amazing award. Send it to ten bloggers you think are wonderful or just take a moment to bask in your own awesomeness! ✨ 🌼🌷💗

Aww thank you! Sorry that this ask took so long, mostly because I had to really sit down and meditate on how I want to answer this, especially when it comes to naming the wonderful people who helped made my online experience worth staying for ^^ I can't really pinpoint just a few people because it's pretty unfair to the others who come and go my way and had a part in my character development lolol.

I want to thank my online friends who we've made it through thick and thin whenever something catches on fire. (Y'all know who you are 💖). I had serious anxiety and trust issues, and I still continue working on it but my friends helped provide the breakthrough I needed to get to where I am today. They're my pillar whether they realized it or not and I hope I don't do them much disservice in the future *sweat*. Thank you for all the laughs and everything you do! I know my interactions come off as lukewarm (I'm very introverted, so my battery is busted as hell) compared to how you chat with others, but it's been an enjoyable experience from my POV regardless. Y'all get a huge boop from me!

I'm also sorry that it didn't work out with those in which we left on unamicable terms, they do also have a part in building more to my worldview and life lessons learned after all this. Life is short to hold grudges and stress, so I will wish that they too meet their peace along the way, even in separate rooms. I also have my moments where my handling and problem-solving skills need work, and I can only move forward and improve on the next with my communication skills. I really can't blame others for having a negative view on me because I know I could've handled things better. The answer just had to come later after that point 😓. Take care and may time be kinder to y'all.

I very much want to thank you and every random peep who took their time to comment and like my works! I cannot reply tp all of them because sometimes my energy be too drained to catch up with them all but it really makes me smile reading them! I'm taking notes from y'all~ xD

There are a whole lot of reasons but I'm making stuff to have something to look forward to. So many disappointments in life and circumstances beyond control, I was thinking," it doesn't matter if it's gonna be lost to time, if nobody is making this SHIZZ happen NOW, I'll do it myself!! (though that's too overconfident of myself since I lack the skills to do it justice lol) ." So even if it's been a waste of time in hindsight, it won't feel that way *during* it lol. I didn't realize then it would have resonate and be enjoyed by fellows on the same boat. Even if the campfire is small, the quality of company is better than the quantity. Though the only benefits to offer are inside jokes if you've been there heheh...

TLDR: It's been quite a journey to get to where I am. I have many people to thank for helping me learn, and thanks for being what I want to see in a community. Be well and have a nice one! 🥰🙏

[timothylawrence]

Ok, this is a long one so I couldn't reply (again) on your post about Wyll getting his old body back but I ran here after talking to my parter (whose first proper BG3 playthrough was a Wyll Origin) (He's also a DM for a lot of games) about it and he hypothisized that either

A. A wizard with access to Polymorph (a 4th level Transmutation spell) could use it on Wyll and turn him into a human. My partner's pretty sure that's just the spell Mizora used on Wyll in the first place, just with more hellish theatrics.

OR B. should Wyll die before getting his old body back, you can use the reincarnate spell (which can come as either a 5th level Transmutation spell or even a Woundrous Item) that will revive a dead person but as a different race, unfortunately you don't get to chose the race the dead person reincarnate into (In meta, the DM rolls a d100 and you get a human if the roll a 77-96) but for the sake of fanfiction/plot convinience, "faking" Wyll's death to spite Mizora/some Upper City twat looking to do some shady shizz against the Ravengards and then reincarnating Wyll could work? Just my partner's suggestions.

OOOh....!!! this is super duper well thought out and it makes sense...!!!!! thank you for taking the time to send this my way. I'm not super versed in DND stuff but this is rlly interesting to consider and plot in fic + future stuff....!!!! Thank you :)! 💕

[ask-idol-nyoskorea]

For all the Valentines I was unable to submit straight to the submission box (as a heads-up, I made 43 in total; not all sent through tumblr ^^) @ask-aph-la-catracha @pocchama @sunfloweraru @ask-human-ameviet @belgiqueen @ask-xiao-mei-x-jia-leon @ask-the-prussian (in that order~)

This was fun! 💙

[esotericsoldierarchive]

Like for a one-liner.

[bunnygirl03]

who's interested on having a friend? like a group friend? like just possibly a small group with genuine people, we could share some interests, and life and laughs! i'd love to make friends with anyone, anywhere!! really wherever you are. i want to have good genuine friends in all places! :)

(would be a small circle hopefully if anyone is interested and would be an open one. any gender, race and stuff. no racism, no homophobic, no bodyshamer and shizz.)

whoever's interested can dm me then so i could make a gc on ig or fb :)

(srsly tho whoever's interested can dm me or reply here so i can dm u otherwise i wouldn't really know haha)

update: no boring @ss ppl pls. can't be the only one trying to keep the conversation alive i literally will not put any effort if u won't do the same.

[americano-jowajowa]

✒ [ 00:50 ] Highly SUGGESTIVE || Bang Chan — wc: 1105

You laid your head down on Chan's pillow, digging yourself deeper into his soft matress as he started to cover the both of you with his blankets. Currently you're in the boys' shared dorm, to be more specific, Chan's bed and right beside him. It was one of those rare days when the younger ones went out to spend their free days with shopping or gaming, which also meant that it's those rare days when you and Chan can get some alone time together with no disturbance at all. Sweetly and carefully, he fixed the matress and pillows for you, knowing all too well that you are beyond sore to even move an inch after his rough love session with you. You just quietly laid down, chest facing the bed and cute butt to the ceiling, eyes closed and breathings soft, both of you still barely clothed. Upon seeing your exhausted state, he smiled at you, caressing your head whilst fixing your messy hair, then he proceeded to get himself comfortable and get into his most favorite postion... Basically on top of you. He loves it as it made him feel like he was protecting you, caging you and showing who's the dominant one while you also sumbit yourself to him, he absolutely loves knowing that you allow yourself to be vulnerable underneath him, and its all because you trust him and love him so much. He laid on your back still supporting some of his weight with his elbows, pelvis just resting on top of a soft cushion that is your butt and he began to leave sweet kisses across your back. When you let out a light whimper, he suddenly grew concerned and asked..

"Was I too rough?" You could easily hear the worry in his voice and that made you laugh in your half-asleep state. "Nah, I just love your kisses..." Hearing your reply he was instantly calmed and he give you more loving pecks. This time, he proceeded to rock his hips and grind his crotch against your butt, enjoying the warm and soft sensations on his lower regions. "Go to sleep, baby." Chan muttered near your ears while he began to leave love marks on your neck. You nodded a bit, deciding not to reply and focus on the soothing sensations he was giving you to distract you from your soreness. The rocking of his body against yours was surprisingly relaxing, both of you still naked every inch which also meant his warm shaft glided onto your butt, and it made you fall asleep even more rather than turn you on. His body was warm on yours, his kisses all over you and his hand continuing to caress your hair, it all made you fall asleep even faster.

Despite his attempts to make you fall asleep with such gestures, it wasn't easy for Chan. Grinding against your ass was one of his biggest turn ons but he knew that when you're tired it eases your body even more and you fall into deeper sleep. So as he continued to grind on you, he might have hardened a little and he resisted the urge to just slip inside you. You may have given him consent about doing it in your sleep, but rather than falling into temptation, he prefer you have your sleep today since you were so good to him. You Always are. Just as Chan was about to stand up and get things fixed before the boys get home, a knock sounded from the door to his room. Chan flinched at that, not because he was afraid to get caught, which he isn't by the way but mostly because it might wake you up. The boys seem to be early, or maybe one of them decided to come back early. He let out a quiet reply but definitely loud enough for them to hear. "Just a second,..." He finally got out of the bed, covered you up better, however, as he was reaching out for his boxers the knocking got louder. He sighed, now beginning to feel frustrated. "I said, one moment." This time he hissed, flipping his boxers so he could wear them properly but before he could...

"Hyung!! Hyunjin just spilled Iced Americano on me! He's trying to get revenge again for—" It was Han, and boy was his voice loud. Due to that, you stirred in your sleep, waking up from all the noise. You looked so lost and confused, Chan began to feel pissed off at Han for disturbing your sweet slumber and so he marched to the door, still not in his boxers. He also didnt forget to grab a roll of wet wipes. Once he reached the door he harshly pulled it open to reveal an Americano Drenched Han Jisung. The younger boy was so confused, eyes scanned Chan before regretting to look down because not only did he looked furious, his little friend looked like it as well. Chan shoved the wipes onto Han's chest, and before turning away he sneered at him. "Next time, if I tell you to wait. You better wait or so help me, I will—"

"Channie, can I have some cuddles??" Your sweet voice suddenly rang in the room, quickly taming the beast within your boyfriend that was about to unleash. Han finally understood got the gist of the situation and became speechless. It wasnt because you were probably having some love session with Chan, everybody knows that, but its because he thought probably interrupted you two in the middle of it. Chan glared at the boy first before slamming the door at his face. It was probably really rude, but he kinda deserved it.

Turning away, Han walked back into the other room to change his shirt, and as he did so, his phone rang saying that he got a message from Hyunjin and the boys.

Mr.Llama: Dude, how did it go?? What's his reaction?

AllRounderQuokka: He's a Big Dicc

SoonieDoongieDori: I told you, Seungmin you owe me dinner.

DandySeungmo: Feed yourself.

FreckledBrownies: Whot?? Channie hyung is usually so nice... What happened??

AllRounderQuokka: IT WAS A TYPO, I meant to say He HAS a Big DICC

BabyBread: my eyes—

Dwaekki(ri?): I see he is a man of principles. Mad respecc 👍

AllRounderQuokka: I mean.. Well, he was a Big Dicc as well, he slammed the door on my face

ChrisReynolds: Yes, and if ever any of you pull this shizz on me and my baby again, I'll lock you all out of the dorm...

[heleneplays]

yee, Helene's got Filipino and Chinese roots, i'm gonna release the details soon, prolly by the end of the week--

but also

me :handshake: you

POLY ROUTE

i saw u reblog the post and idea popped:

Helene & Bella commismerating abt missing doing archeology bc its pandemic and María passing by, hearing them-- and comes bringing back a decorative Ming vase Helene had lying around and shattering it in front of them and saying: "there. reconstruct that. go nuts."

Phenomenal, amazing, wonderful, 10/10, all ivy league schools want to know your location

May I also offer you;

María and Helene: *making out in the kitchen*

Beila, who just wants breakfast: Really? Right in front of my salad?

[calientecoochie]

It Happened So Fast-

•3•

Kirishima told you he was going to pick you up around 8. Which gives you abouttttt two hours to get ready. That’s manageable right? You shower, get all primped and pretty and, now for the clothes.

-Three days earlier-

The outfit Kiri -overall Mina- picked out for you was hard not NOT to get attention in. You can even remember Mina’s singsong voice, “ You’re going with THE Red Riot, Y/N. He’s already flashy! You HAVE to match his energy! This bland shizz has got to go! Here tryyyyy THIS!” She held up the most risqué thing you’ve ever seen. It was still classy but, places were low when they were supposed to be high, cutouts and, glitz/glam. The works.

-Present-

You’re not too sure how the pair got you’re measurements to the t. Going to have to ask that question later.

Just as you were finishing up, a car pulling up could be heard. A red Aston Martin. You didn’t expect anything less... Opening the door, you were greeted with fresh, crisp, night air. This all felt so...nice like, you could actually breathe. Carpe diem and all of that.

“W-wait! Wait right there, Y/N!” You froze, confused. Kiri power walked towards the front of your door. He gingerly closed the door on your face and knocked on it.

You smirked coyly and opened the door. You lean on the doorframe and crossed your arms, “ Really, Kirishima?” You laugh, “You’re too of a gentlemen...”

“Don’t like it” He looked perplexed.

“I’ll get over it.” You joked and threw Red a wink. You took his extended hand and got lead back to his car. “Wow, your car is gorgeous...”

“I could say the same about you.” Eijirou begins to rub his neck, “ You’re outfit and like, your face because you don’t have a car here, haha!” Uh oh, he’s beginning to nervous banter.

“Thank you, Red. You look handsome. Let’s get to the Gala before traffic gets any heavier.” He beamed and nodded.

The car ride over is pleasant. Traffic was okay (it’s been heavier, especially going towards downtown), within the car has been relatively silent but it’s obvious that you two just enjoy the other’s company. At some point, Kirishima threw his arm over the back of your seat. You could not help yourself and focused on the viens in his hands or how his muscular build strained against some parts of his suit. What’s his exercise regimen? How would a hug feel? How long you were looking? You don’t know. The music was low, seems like the whole squad was into the same stuff. Maybe you should try having a conversation?

“Soooo~” you drum your hands on his dashboard, “Kirishima, do you like hero work? Anything, interesting happened?” You curse yourself mentally. Of course he would like hero work!

“Hmmm, yeah! I love it. Cant really see myself doing anything else...” He keeps his eyes focused on the road but it’s obvious his brain is elsewhere, “Some days are harder than others but, there are great day too of course! I get to meet so many cool people. I met you.” His gives you a quick smile, “ Oooohh, let me tell you about this time I was saving these people from a bu-“

Now this car ride is getting livelier. Red is so animated when talking about his experiences. He so passionate... it’s nice :).

-At The Hero’s Gala-

You could not see a single star in the pitch, black sky; the venue was so bright. Practically blinding. How many of these did these Pros have to attend?! You don’t mind being the center of attention but, this is WAY too much. At least you’re not alone. You guess.

“YYY/NNN!! YOU MADE IT! THAT LOOKS SO BOMB ON YOU!”

You could not even process the blur of pink barreling towards you and Kirishima before it practically tackled you (thankfully not to the ground).

Mina squished your cheeks together, “Ah~! You look so gorgeous! Especially you’re hair-!”

It seems like she was about to ask you something else but Red picked her up from under arms and gingerly put her to the side, “Come on, Mina, if we don’t hurry inside we’ll be late-“

Mina waggles a finger towards Kirishima, “Tuh tuh, fashionably late.”

“Late is late, Mina”

“Since when we’re you such a stickler about time 😩! Don’t act brand new just because you got a boo-“

“HEY HEY!” Kiri claps his hands together-loudly- a few times, “Where’s your plus 1, M?”

“Hmm? Wh-She was just beside me! Don’t tell me they just went inside~ Ughhh, where could they be at?” Mina pulls out here phone, “I’ll see you inside, Y/N! Save me a seat beside you!”

“Okay, Mina!” You give her a thumbs up as a sweaty, blushy Kirishima rushed you towards the Gala’s entrance.

•

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You had thought this whole extravaganza would be exhilarating! Exciting! A completely new experience! It kind of sucked. The venue was gorgeous, all pretty and made up. The people were chatting amongst themselves sometimes forgetting about the announcer. The food is great.

You sat beside Kirishima and left the two chairs to your right empty for Mina and her date. Your table was between Bakugo’s and Denki’s. To be frank, there was was never truly a lull, especially when the two blondes spoke to their redhead friend. You could really understand since they were speaking a bit too fast and adding slang you haven’t heard before. Bakugo was always threatening and Denki was just acting like a crackhead. It wasssss fun.

A bit later, it seemed like everyone mellowed out (probably thanks to the alcohol) and started mingling amongst each other. You guess you should start too, this whole thing is for the agency.

As you try to get get up, you feel a firm palm settle on your thigh, lightly pushing you back down, “Relax, Y/N. Bakubro finally left and Denk is off flirting...” You settle back into your seat, “The Agency will still be standing still be there. Just enjoy yourself.” He takes a swig of a soda, keeping his eyes forward as if he was focusing on something but, nothing interesting was in that direction as far as you could see.

“I hope Mina found her date...”

“She probably did. She’s pretty good at finding people.”

“Not going to drink?”

“Mmmm, we got to get home. I’m also much more comfortable drinking at home. I think they water it down at the events now due to...” he makes a painful face, “last time.

“Last time?”

“N’yeah...Some hero got super trashed and just let loose.”

The two of you stare at each other for a bit then start to laugh.

“Mm, I wouldn’t drink either then, I guess! Afraid you’ll say something you don’t mean, Red?”

“PFFT, no! All I have to say are good things. It’s just if I pay for a drink, I don’t want it to be watered down. What’s your excuse?”

“Welll, I thought I was going to be promoting our company. Guess not now.”

“So again, what’s your excuse?”

“Mmmm, I like having my wits”

Just as Kiri was about to reply, you both heard a voice from across the floor, “FINALLY FOUND YOU TWO” it was Mina and her absolutely stunning date. “What are you two just sitting down?! Let’s liven up this place! To the dance floor!” As if either was you had a choice.

Red had absolutely NO rhythm but that didn’t really stop you. The two of you spent the rest of night dancing away (along with Mina’s guidance at times). It was almost perfect.

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Kirishima and you trudged back to his red, luxury car.

“Uwaaaa! My feet!” Kiri exclaimed, “When I usually dance it never hurts this bad~”

“That’s because you were dancing right, Kirishima.”

“Tsk, I am not that bad. That first move I busted always kill~”

“Yeah, yeah, people probably.”

“Hey, rude~” He opens the car door for you, “let’s get you home. Traffic shouldn’t be too heavy.”

“Thank you, Red.” He gives you a smirk as he shuts your door.

As it was before, the car ride was hella quiet, more so due to being tired. You look to the driver’s side of the car at Kirishima. His eyes were half lidded and focused on the cars in front of him... or so you thought.

“Hmm, caught the staring bug again?” You quickly turn back forward, caught off guard, “I’m just messing with you, Y/N, I don’t mind.” He flung his arm around the back of your seat again.

I guess it’s our time to talk, “Ha, I just can’t help it. You’re so nice and tonight has been really fun. It’s all been really fun. That and (I hope this doesn’t sound too creepy) your physique is amazing! I can tell you put a lot of care into it.”

“Haha, well, I have to!”

“Of course, of course, hahaa..” you start to break into a cold sweat.

Kiri notices the lull, takes his arm from behind your seat and instead takes your left hand and intertwines both of your fingers together. His hand practically engulfs yours and it’s so clammy.

“Uhh, hope you, don’t mind..” Kirishima says bashfully.

“Nope!” Smooth, Y/N. Real smooth, “Not at all. You’re hand is very soft...”

The car went silent again, hands still tangled together. Both enjoying the nighttime view and the somewhat muted sounds coming from the cars surrounding you guys.

-Back At Y/N’s Home-

Kirishima walked you to your door, “Welp, here we are.” He rubs the back of his neck, “S’thanks for being my da- company and all. It was- it was super fun, yeah.”

You were digging around for your keys but still listening to you stuttering boss, “Hm, hm. It was super fun for me to. Especially getting to experience the Hero Gala!” Finally, you found your keys and opened your door. You turn towards Kiri and he looks as if he is about to pass out, “Uhm, Red? Do you want to crash here? I don’t really think you should drive back-“

“Oh no, I couldn’t! I’m fine, I promise-“

“Then at least let me make you some coffee or something with caffeine, Red...”

“...Yeah, I will take you up on that..”

The pair of you step inside and you lead Kiri to the sofa, “Here, just relax.”

He slumps against the arm and lays his head against his forearm. “Thank youuu~” Yeah, he sounds like he is about to knock out.

You gently shake his form, “Here, Red, drink up.” He doesn’t say anything, he takes the cup drink from it and just stares down into it.

“Is it nasty?”

“<Wha-what? Oh, no, it’s delicious>” pfft, he’s so out of it he didn’t even realize he started speaking Japanese.

“<Want to speak in your mother tongue?>” He seems to wake up a bit more.

“Ha, sorry. Hey, Y/N?” Kiri drums his fingers against the side of his cup.

“Mm?”

“Do you have anyone waiting for you?”

“Uhm, no? I mean I have my family but I can’t say they are really waiting for me...” you ponder his question, “Why’d you ask?”

“...” He seems to be reluctant in whatever he is trying to do. You can really get read on him. He looks scared? Kiri sets him lukewarm cup down on the side table and stares deeply into yours eyes.

“Red?”

He grabs your hands.

“Kiri”

He starts to pull you closer

“Kirishima??”

“It’s Eijirou.”

He pulls you into a passionate kiss. It felt so desperate and longing. The need for oxygen being long forgotten between the two of you.

This was going to be a long night.

[kindajared]

Multi-Tasking || RisottoXReader (Smut)

( This is for @zip-shizz who wonn the 400 follower Raffle! Enjoy!)

Risotto had been out of it for the entire day, incredibly irritable and grumpy. No one present in the base wanted to talk to him when he was in this mood, which wasn’t very often. The hit mission he had returned from was a ridiculous distance away and he had to return in the same day. He was not told that the three men he had to take out were stand users, so he didn’t exactly have time to come up with a plan nor prepare. Though he never needed to try hard to get to a point where he could get things over with quickly. He had a nearly invincible stand, so the fact that he ever had any trouble was a wonder.

When he had returned late last night he looked like a mess. Hunched over and mopey. You gave him a warm welcome as you usually did, but he returned it half-heartedly. It was upsetting to see him in such a state. The lack of affection returned was discouraging, though you did manage to make him feel better once he was finally able to lay in bed and sleep. You rubbed his back and peppered all sorts of kisses onto him. You finally received a smile at that point. You could sleep soundly knowing that he would end up being just fine.

Though when he woke up on this day, he wasn’t any better. Still just as irritable. Part of you wanted to spend as much time as you could cheering him up, but that just wasn’t how he worked. Only a select few things could truly lift his spirits. So, you tried to leave him be, that is, until now…

He sat at his desk in his office, looking over various papers and digging into files on the computer that was placed to the side. He was very often alone like this and you wondered how he stayed sane. You had been in the kitchen drinking a glass of water with Melone and Ghiaccio chatting nearby when you finally decided to go check up on your boyfriend.

“I wouldn’t if I were you.”

Melone commented as you turned to walk in the direction of the Capo’s office. You wondered why he would even say that. You and Risotto were extremely close, always there for each other. You supposed Melone may have been worried for you for some strange reason. You rolled your eyes.

“He’s not going to eat me like a Salisbury steak like he might you, pretty boy.”

You replied quite rudely. You and Melone always spoke to each other that way, so it wasn’t too cruel. He crossed his arms and continued his conversation with Ghiaccio then, forgetting about the so called ‘risk’ he thought you were taking. You then proceeded to the office, giving the door a good knock.

“Can I come in? It’s me.”

You called to Risotto. His reply was a grumble, but you were able to hear it. You weren’t sure what he said, but you opened the door anyway.

When you saw him, he had one of his hands on the top of head, using his elbow to hold himself up and off of the table, a pen in the other hand. He didn’t look up from his desk when you walked in. You frowned.

“Hey…”

You spoke softly, approaching him. You circled around his desk slowly and placed your hand on the one that was atop his head.

“Look at me, mio Caro.”

He slowly but surely did as you asked, lifting his head to look up at you. His eyelids were red, and he looked exhausted. You reached down and placed your fingers under his chin.

“Why don’t you take a break, hm?”

You suggested. He more than deserved it, but you had a feeling he would deny you, which he did.

“No. I can’t.”

He replied stiffly, turning his head down to look away from you. You sighed, placing your hand on his back and rubbing it. You. thought to yourself for a moment.

“What can I do to help? I don’t like seeing you like this, Risotto.”

You’d do anything it took. The state he was in truly pained you. He just lazily shook his head.

“Nothing, I’ll be alright.”

His reply frustrated you. Why wouldn’t he just let you help? It’s not like it would be a hard thing to do, whatever it was…speaking of…what would it be? You had to do something. You placed your free hand over your mouth, covering your small smile.

“I have an idea.”

You moved your hand to his shoulder, gripping it gently. He didn’t look up at you, he began to write.

“And what’s that?”

He asked you, trying to multi-task. You wished he would look at you while you were speaking, but his mind was elsewhere. You moved yourself so that you were behind his chair, you gripped the sides of it and began to slide it backwards, pulling it and Risotto away from the desk. Risotto turned his upper body.

“(Y/N), I have to keep working.”

His words were rather weak, energy still low. You leaned down slightly, as his face was already near yours. You placed a kiss to the side of his mouth before speaking softly.

“Oh, you’ll be able to keep working, Bello.”

Your smile turned into a smirk. You walked around the chair to stand in front of him.  You leaned down and took his face in your hands, kissing him gently, your lips softly pressing against his. He slowly reached up to touch your face. It was nice to feel him finally show some real affection.

When you pulled away Risotto’s pained facial expression seemed to have relaxed. You reached down and grabbed the arms of his chair and pulled it back to the table, stepping backwards. You got down on your knees and tucked yourself under the desk, back hidden by the front of it. You stowed yourself away.

“See? You can still work like this.”

You were still able to stick your head out from under the desk, easily seeing his face and the area of the room behind him. You reached for his belt buckle without saying a word, unbuckling it. Risotto stopped you with his hands.

“I don’t thi-.”

“Let me, I miss this.”

You stopped him. The look you gave him was enough to let him know that you really wanted to make him feel better. He sighed and let go of your hands. You immediately proceeded to loosen his belt before you realized he didn’t have a button nor a zipper…something you always forgot. You slipped your fingers down into the hem of his pants and tugged down on them. He lifted himself up so that you could pull them past his ass. You couldn’t help but giggle. Risotto took in a deep breath, a light blush forming on his face as you exposed his black boxer-briefs. You placed your hand over his member and stoked it with your fingers, his breath hitched and he shifted in his seat.

“Hey, I thought you were going to work?”

You looked up at him quizzically. He bit his lip before he leaned forward, face out of sight. He rested his elbows back on the table and picked up his pen, you could hear the scratching of it on the paper above you.

You pulled his underwear down and over his member, revealing it to yourself. You shifted yourself forward, taking ahold of it, wrapping the entirety of your right hand around it. it was always glorious to see and feel. It’s amazing size always had you in awe.

You began to pump him slowly then, hearing him suck in a breath. He stopped writing. You waited after that, wanting him to continue doing his work. He easily got your message and continued, as did you. His smooth cock slid in and out of your perfect grip. He was extremely hard, you managed to help your current grip on it by using your other hand to take care of the side of his cock that was exposed. He let out a groan and dropped his pen. You stopped and poked your head out from under the desk to look at him.

“I thought you had to work? Were you lying to me?”

You asked him, though playfully. He swallowed and shook his head, leaning forward so that you couldn’t see his reddened face. He picked his pen up, trying to focus as hard as he could. It was in fact true; he did have work to do. Organizing money wasn’t easy. Nor was writing letters to other branches of Passione.

But then to the both of yours’ surprise, the door opened suddenly, as wide as it could be to reveal Formaggio and Proscuito. You both froze in place, Risotto’s eyes could have popped out of his head, but he kept his eyes down for the time being.

“Hey boss, when are we getting the new assignments? It’s been days.”

Proscuito spoke and Formaggio quickly followed.

“I need some dirty work, y’knoW?”

Proscuito crossed his arms and Formaggio stood tall, trying to look good for his Capo.

Risotto let out an elongated breath before looking up, heart pounding. He managed to squint his eyes, hoping that would help him looked tired rather than shocked. He tried to speak.

“I’m-.”

He stopped when he felt your hot mouth engulf him. His head fell to the table, he rested it on top of his forearms. The two squad members looked at each other.

“You doin’ okay? I think you need some time off. You should listen to (Y/N). She knows what she’s talkin’ about.

Formaggio seemed to be genuinely concerned for Risotto.

With your boyfriend’s cock in your hand and mouth you began to bob your head back and forth, covering his shaft in saliva, pressing your tongue firmly against him.

He began to let out soft groans. Risotto shot his head up when he heard footsteps approach him.

“No! Stop! Don’t come any closer.”

He scolded them harshly, practically yelling at them You began to swirl your tongue around his head and slide your tongue over it, coating it with pre-cum. He put a hand to his face and held it before he growled.

“I-I’ll let you know t-tomorrow.”

He stuttered out, starting to pant. He was beginning to lose his cool.

“Merda…”

He mumbled.

“Boss? Are you sur-?”

“GET OUT.”

Risotto slammed his fist on the table. He immediately tried to calm himself. His face was beet red and his eyes were glazed over. When he felt his cock hit the back of your throat, he put his fist to his mouth and bit down hard, he just barely hid the delicious moan that you recognized all too well.

The two members stiffened and immediately left, shutting the door behind them. Risotto had scared them shitless…they would most likely leave him alone until he decided that it was okay for them to even exist.

Risotto then reached down and grabbed a chunk of your hair, pulling you off of him. He looked angry.

“Why the hell did you do that? Are you out of your fucking mind?”

He scolded you, but you just smiled, licking the saliva off of your bottom lip.

“Absolutely. Now let me make you cum, Capo.”

Risotto let out an annoyed sigh and let go of your hair, which fell into your face. You pushed it away before returning your mouth to his cock, sliding him in. He leaned back in his chair. There was no way in hell he was going to work in this state. You hummed as you massaged his protruding vein with your tongue, cupping his balls with your palm. That made him groan a little too loud, he took his lower lip into his mouth, biting down on it.

He placed a strong hand on your head and began to control your motions, choosing the pace he wanted you to move at. You began to suckle gently on him, your throat began to contract around his tip, yes it was indeed a wonder how you got all of him into your mouth without gagging, but you’d had practice. God know how many time’s you’d blown him in the he past.

When he began to shift his legs and let out constant groans you knew he was going to cum. You put even more effort into the way your mouth cared for his member, sucking and tilting your head left and right so that you could rub him against your cheek.

“(Y/N) …”

He groaned your name, panting in the process. He usually warned you when he was going to cum, but this time he simply didn’t, he just filled your mouth completely, his thick seed coating every inch of it. You moaned happily as you felt some of it seep out of your mouth. He pulled you off and looked down at you, he watched you swallow and lick your lips clean, cum threatening to drip from your chin. He let out a breathless chuckle and reached down to wipe it off.

He reached down and cupped you face gently, pulling you up so that you could stand in front off him, off of the floor. He placed his hands on your hips and sighed.

“I’ll never forgive you for this.”

He tried to tell you seriously, but there was a hint of a smile on his face. You leaned down to give him a soft peck on the lips.

“Oh yes, Risotto, you will.”

 (Good meal? Good meal <3)

[badedramay]

i replied to your most recent post but just wanted to share this here for your other readers, like, imlie is in a wild spot rn bc number 3-5 in TRP depending on the week, one of gul's ONLY shows to actually make it past 400 eps (i went down the rabbit hole bc i like statistics), in reverse order qabool hai, isqhbaaz, kulfi (494), geet (470), nazar 432, IPKKND 406, and Imlie will beat the last one end of this month, and they have competition coming, they have to move along finally

and they have to move along having spend TWENTY episodes on two days bc of the PD track so per aru's "today's monday" think it's just now January 18th in canon (assuming the team has even paid attention to when they got madini married lol) so im excited to see what chaos is coming, i just really hope imlie gets more moments to think about her moments with aryan and realize one, he saved her life like eighty times and two that he does deserve a ty!!

tbh I really don't care much about the ratings and shizz. but considering the consistent position of the show in the TRP chart..it's safe to assume the makers know what they are doing with the show. even the channel wouldn't want to get their slot leader show get in any danger. so like...problem kya hai? logically speaking the show has been ulta pulta since day1. do not understand the sudden concerns. idk how the pre-Aryan episodes were but the tone post his entry and specially post his establishment as the ML has been quite easy to digest. the episodes are entertaining at least. and there's definitely more masala in store for us so...eh.

as for Imlie's progression toh Allah hi maalik hai.

[tahlreth]

Hi !!

I hope you are doing great today :)

As your secret Steter Santa, I had a few questions for you :

Is there a specific fic or settings you enjoy that you’d like me to inspire myself with ? Or is there something that you’d absolutely love to have in your gift ( reference, settings, expression, character or trope for example ) ? Which ratings and or tags do you think you’d enjoy the most ?

Feel free to give me additional requests or comments for your gift :) I’d like to make is the closest to something you’ll enjoy !!

Have an awesome day :)

I'm so sorry!!!! I totally wrote a reply to this in my head, and then apparently didn't get back to Tumblr in time to actually type it. Then my brain decided that I had totally done that and I didn't need to worry about it. ;.; My brain is not my friend. Sorry again!

So I will love honestly anything you write! I have a few favorite tropes (found family, fake/pretend relationship, mutual pining, creature Stiles, Magic Stiles, murder husbands....) but nothing that I HAVE to have in order to love a story. My love of Steter spans all tropes and many kinks that I was unaware that I was okay with or even into until I read fics, lol. Same goes with ratings - I don't mind some hanky-panky, but if it's not something you enjoy/want to write, I'm perfectly happy with cuddles and shizz.

I don't like unhappy endings, or hurt with no comfort. Excessive blood and gore are also a no from me - canon-typical stuff is about as far as I can go before I get squeamish and have to bail.

But yeah. Anything you write is going to be awesome! Sorry again about the late reply, and if you have any more specific questions let me know. <3