#(idk i just tag it as such now 💦)

[innitmarvellous]

So I read some books about aro & ace identities recently, because while I am quite sure that I'm ace and probably even aroace, I'm still struggling a lot with the ramifications of this discovery about myself, even though I first noticed this about myself a few years ago.

That's why I tried to make myself feel better by reading these books in the hope that it might be helpful in any way...and that's also why I took some notes about things that always bugged me in some way, both while reading the books and before that. (I'm not done with the books, but I already noticed enough recurring issues for a whole post.)

First, I really would like to feel at least sort of good about it. It doesn't have to be pride, just some sense of it being alright. I know that's not a prerequisite, but I don't want to feel unhappy and uneasy all the time just because of my identity :/

And there are some things I like about it. For example, having found a name and explanation for whatever is going on with me was undoubtedly nice, and I like the fact that the community seems to be very open to people identifying as ace or aro no matter where they exactly are on the spectrum. Well, there are always the exclusionists, but that's technically the consensus and I like that.

Still, there is this unpleasant feeling that doesn't seem to go away. The fact that there is something I will never understand and never experience - despite desperately wanting to. I guess that is the problem if something just isn't there, and that's just so hard to accept. Like, other people also might struggle with their orientation, but at least they do have the option to find someone who feels the same and will enter a relationship with them - while this is entirely impossible for me. And I think that's where I struggle the most, honestly. Knowing that there is no way to get the thing I want with my logical mind, because my feelings won't allow me to - and thus people on the outside won't consider me as 'relationship material' in any form since I'm lacking something crucial. And yes, I entirely understand that this would make people avoid me when it comes to relationships. After all I could never give them the thing they would expect from a relationship and it would be unfair towards them if I entered a relationship while being unable to do so. But it really doesn't make it hurt any less, and it definitely doesn't make me feel good about myself. There is something missing about me, that's just an undeniable fact and it reduces my worth in the eyes of others. Is that fair? Maybe not - I can't say, as I can't see things from their perspective - but it just is how things are. But it is very, very hard to accept.

Oh, and there is another thing that keeps being mentioned: namely that relationships without sex or of course also even fully platonic relationships are possible. But honestly? That doesn't really comfort me at all :') Because...I wasn't even nice and attractive (in both a physical and personality sense) - and whatever else - enough for a "normal" relationship, so it feels downright illusory to tell myself that someone will accept me despite my "defects" (if that's what I'll call them in this context, since that would be an allo person's view in most cases, I assume) and agree to have whatever kind of deeper relationship with me. That sounds like such a nice dream, and yet that's all it is and will remain: a dream. It's simply impossible, and that just feels bad. Because I would want to have closer connections to people, but I can't. Idk, but that is a bit cruel, especially as it isn't exactly my fault because of a choice I made.

I also feel kind of uncomfortable identifying myself as queer or part of the LGBTQIA+ community. I'd like to, but idk, I fear I wouldn't really be welcome in most queer spaces since I used to think I was heterosexual before I came across the terms ace and aro. Also, I was never oppressed due to my identity and had technically no trouble to pass as more or less some kind of straight allo late bloomer, so idk... And well, I see why my constant talking about some fictional/celeb mancrush I've got might make people think that I'm a liar and just pretend to be aro or ace for attention or other reasons. In fact, the exact same thing happened to me when a guy fell in love with me and I was forced to tell him about probably being ace. He didn't believe it because "I was always crushing on anime guys" and basically accused me of deliberately leading him on and it wasn't pleasant :/ (But I can't help it...I mean, a celeb crush doesn't require me to act on anything! I just find a guy attractive in whatever shape or form and it makes me happy to have my silly little daydreams about him and whatever. But it doesn't necessarily mean I graphically dream of fucking him, despite what I might jokingly say.) Anyway, I think it would be useful if I could confidently use the term queer for myself because idk, it would make things easier. As in, I'm definitely not "normal" aka not the standard straight cis person I once believed to be, but yeah...I still doubt that I would be allowed to call myself queer. I'm too different to be considered normal and too normal to be considered queer, I guess. So I'm sure people wouldn't be too happy about me pushing into their communities. Falling between the chairs again :')

Maybe all of my doubts and all that stuff...it's not so surprising, though. I mean, I kind of assume that most people wouldn't be too happy at the prospect of lifelong solitude and loneliness, without any chance to form deeper bonds with other people. Or maybe it's just me, who knows. It definitely scares the hell out of me and I hate it so, so much. And well, that makes it so difficult to make peace with this annoying sexual/romantic orientation of mine. (I would change it if I could...but alas we all know that's impossible.) I don't know what I exactly expected, but I surely didn't sign up to a rather sad lonely life of unhappiness and yet that is exactly what I will get :/ Another thing that is very hard to accept, and I genuinely wonder how other people managed to deal with that... I know accepting it and facing that truth is the only possible way, but yeah...I still can't bring myself to feel good about this. I mean, I've been lonely for my entire life, so I don't know...maybe I just hoped this would change at some point in the future and finding out that this will never happen now is kind of soul-crushing, honestly.

Lastly, I know that this is mostly a lengthy and overly personal rant post, so maybe no one has even read until here. But if someone did and feels like commenting, then I would really appreciate that, because...I still don't really feel fully enlightened on how I'm supposed to feel now. Maybe talking to actual people would help, but who knows. Again, I'd appreciate it if anyone wants to share their thoughts (my DMs are also open btw), although I'm aware that a random Tumblr post probably isn't the best way to solve my problem. ^^

[feral-mouse]

Sorry if you've answered this one before- Would Randy ever keep someone? What would it be like? 💕

You must be a mind reader because I was literally thinking about scenarios like this with Randy last night spdfjspf

There is a possibility that instead of eating you, he would like to keep you :). It's definitely something that could happen 👀

He probably would've been targeting you originally because he was planning to eat you, but there was something about you that just stood out even more to him that he can't quite put his finger on.

I can see two scenarios playing out where he would kidnap you right away, or when he finally has you in his cabin but realizes that he'd rather keep you around instead of killing you so quickly.

If he doesn't trust you enough, he would probably just keep you tied up 24/7. He's not a very competent host, but he tries his best! He'd definitely spend all day making sure that you're comfortable even though you're probably getting rope burn at this point and that all of your needs are taken care of! He'd bring back snacks for you to eat and hand-feeds you, and would talk to you about what he did that day when he had to leave the cabin, and he'd play board games with you and have to move your pieces on the board since you won't be able to use your hands. He'd definitely try to offer you his special meals once he gets his hands on another person. And if you don't like eating it raw like he does, he'll definitely try to cook it for you lol. There's also gonna probably be a lot of touching, whether he's petting you on the head, or getting a little too close for comfort. He loves physical affection, he's a hugger! And a smoocher! Will definitely lean all of his body weight onto you when he relaxes or talks with you.

At night, he's going to be dragging you over to his bed to cuddle you like a giant teddy bear while he sleeps. I like imagining him rubbing his face in the crook of your neck with the giddiest smile on his face while he dozes off. Maybe he'd sniff your hair, idk- And maybe, he might do a little more if he's feeling spicy? 👀

There may also be instances where he nips you or tries to take a little bite. Just a little, it's not that much, he's not gonna eat you! But just a little. You're going to have to snap him out of his senses if he starts to do this absentmindedly and you don't want him to lol. Definitely warn him if he starts to bite too deep. Or don't 👀 spdjfpsd

[glasseswearingrabbitdetective]

Pt 4 too, slight tl/run thru … I’ll be honest someone else will do it and better that me😂💦so pls support their instead lmao .. idk what I’m doing either I just … Niigo love!! I rly wanna post about them! Anything I can! 🤣

—

Mizuki found K’s songs and read the comments; mostly ppl saying “K is amazing!” and “I wonder what kind of person they are”- then they found Ena’s fanart;

“under the moon, a girl is crying… She probably got lost in the forest. Her face shows she is unsure which way to go…”-

“Yeah… This illustration really fits the song..!” MIZUKI SMILED 😭😭😭🙏💕💕💕💕

They then begin thinking how they could make an mv for the song using the art!

Different effects they could use, adding some animation- before they know it, they start doing it (completely distracted from their previous depression-state) and it becomes morning!

“Woah…! It turned out pretty well..!? From the start to end, I managed to keep the song and art’s original atmosphere perfectly!”

Mizuki realises; Who’s the author of this artwork anyway?? I kinda edited it without even checking, let alone their permission- “Enanan-san.. huh? it’s quite a contrast from the artwork. So pretty and bright!”

Back in the Sekai, where Mizuki was telling the curious Miku and Luka, Ena comes too- cue Mizuki teasing “I’m surprised you’re up so early!”- the reason Ena didn’t sleep so much today was because she wanted to work on her art! She was motivated and rly happy~ Like she was back then when she suddenly got, a very formal, dm from Mizuki (who wanted to upload her artwork in their mv).

“But… I was really happy…~”

Miku, rly bluntly, asks about how things were back then (as she did with Mizuki) to Ena- who struggles a bit. Both of them had tried to laugh it off as just “a lot happened!” - it was a tough time. Perhaps telling their struggles and achievements from them help…?

“Aa yeah… kinda… Back then, I was pretty mentally unstable and stuff …”

She was the opposite to Mizuki with time tho. Mizuki had too much, time felt slow and things took forever. Meanwhile, in another place (applying for an art school), Ena struggled with the entrance exam- redoing her work countless times until the instructor suddenly said “5 more minutes”, poor Ena had a panic attack and cried…. She failed the exam. she’s then seen later waking up from a nightmare- it woke her mother too, who came to check on her…

“I gotta draw-!” No matter what, Ena is(?)determined to prove her asshole dad wrong and continue to draw .. bc she likes it!! Bc she wants to be an artist..! Bc she likes when ppl praise her art skill!! She has many reasons and lots of of talent!! 🌟

Btw, Mafuyu and Kanade appeared last night, last seen around 4am (iirc). It was in part 1 😂 I’ll unlock more parts and see how it goes✨

[tidcl]

MV — yuck! (part I)

pairing(s): max verstappen x photographer!reader

summary: your aesthetic interest in max verstappen is purely professional, you swear.

fc: daisy edgar jones

a/n: hiiii this is my first attempt at an f1 fic so i hope y’all like it!! might turn this into a series idk? feel free to send me a req or a suggestion or just a message🫶🏻 my inbox is always open (fr now i turned on asks) (also daniel is at redbull in this 🙏🏻 prayer circle w me guys 🥲🕯️) (partially inspired by yuck by charli xcx)

⭐️ next part

(instagram)

@ynusername just posted…

tagged @maxverstappen1 @redbullracing

liked by @maxverstappen1, @danielricciardo and others

ynusername maxie in miami 🏎️💦 as usual thank you redbull for having me out!!! looking forward to the next one where i will once again be standing 100m away from max until he forgets i’m there and acts natural for the camera.

user1 uhhh wait why he kinda… 🥵

⤷ user1 and i don’t even fuck with cars like that

⤷ user2 no right like who even is this?

⤷ user3 @user1 @user2 His name is Max Verstappen. He’s a driver for RedBull in Formula 1!

user4 MAXIE!?? UR KIDDING!!

⤷ user5 we’re losing the idgaf war

user6 THE SECOND PIC. GOING INTO CARDIAC ARREST LITERALLY AS WE SPEAK.

redbullracing 🥵💦 (❤️ by @ynusername)

⤷ user7 she liked. are yn and max together?

⤷ user8 @user7 highkey i think shes just employed by them

⤷ user9 @user7 she’s been one of redbulls photographers since they signed max, they’re not together they’re just friends

user10 RAHHHHHH

user11 contender for white boy of the month i dare say😋

danielricciardo Fuck me

⤷ maxverstappen1 Fuck off

⤷ danielricciardo 😬

danielricciardo Yn why don’t you take slutty photos of me?!

⤷ ynusername cos ur always talking ur head off babes

⤷ ynusername max broods. easier to take pics that way.

⤷ ynusername and they’re not SLUTTY!

⤷ maxverstappen1 Exactly, Daniel.

user12 okay so why is her feed 70 percent max? isn’t she a redbull photographer? not a max verstappen photographer?

⤷ user13 its like a known issue. she clearly prefers one of them over the other🫤

(yn’s messages)

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🔒 @ynpersonal just posted…

liked by @ysistersuser, @maxverstappen1 and others

ynpersonal anyway 😐 me lately

user1 gorgeous gal! don’t listen to the weirdos

⤷ ynpersonal ty babe love u lots! xx

ysistersuser MWAH LOVE U BIG SISSY

⤷ ynpersonal LOVE U TOO LITTLE SISSY

⤷ ysistersuser 🙂🫵🏻 boyliker

⤷ ynpersonal 😐 so annoyed at u

⤷ ynpersonal still love u tho ig

user2 slay! 🫶🏻

⤷ ynpersonal slay!!! 🫶🏻

danielricciardo Okay so hypothetically…

⤷ ynpersonal hypothetically ur a dickhead daniel

⤷ danielricciardo Hypothetically?

⤷ maxverstappen1 Why are u fighting

⤷ ynpersonal no reason, dan is an asshole

⤷ danielricciardo 👀

user3 When are you visiting home again?? Miss u🤭🫶🏻

⤷ ynpersonal soon i promise!! ill text u!

maxverstappen1 Nice pants

⤷ ynpersonal thank u maxie 🙈 (❤️ by @danielricciardo, @maxverstappen1 & @ysistersuser)

📸 ahhhh okay well sound off if you want another part for this. though i think that is probably coming regardless. but yea this is my first f1 fic and my first smau in a longggg time so pls let me know what u think! i’d love love to hear❤️

✨ next part

[barbecutie]

wip wednesday 🚧

tagged by no one i just wanted to do it anyway because am working on some cool shit ig

my own mods: unisex crop jackets !!! with leather, denim and default game asset colors; 35 total. >:) should be out in march, and testing hopefully soon, just waiting on getting the axl put together and they will be set

other mods: @ugh-my-back and i commissioned @xbaebsae for a little something for ourselves that we have been talking about for what... 3 years now? and its finally coming to to lifeeeee (well in cyberpunk at least)

random etc wip: i finally got around to giving lilith some proper piercings with the modular framework and i really like them please do not mind egg

idk what else im doing, been doing a lot of refitting for vanilla small *cough cough* for someone *coughCOUGH* :peeponervous: and getting more comfy refitting clothes its really fun :o) and just wip of fucking playing death stranding again fuck my life im already at mountain region about to traverse to mountain knot city but im waiting until i fuckin build all roads to mountain knot because my lazy ass is NOT taking mama up those fucking mountains again no thank you girl you can wait to see lockne 💦🙏

now i tag some pals to see more wip please n' ty

@ugh-my-back | @syfawn | @sidver | @bonesmarinated | @elfjpeg

[frostmoths]

Is anything really hidden in the tags anymore? Thank you :3

I guess I'll talk about the Big News under a cut 💦💦

The impossible actually happened and I got my own house. All on my own. It was a long and nerve-wracking process of looking at overpriced trash heaps, negotiating with the bank, and hashing it out with my codependent mother, but it's at an end and I close in a few days.

It's surprisingly not a trash heap, very nice residential neighborhood in a city, much closer to where I work so no more long commutes across the river/state line in congested toll bridge-detour traffic.

I am completely stunned because I never, ever expected this to happen without being legally married, or at least long-term partnered and moving in to someone's established home (and given how poorly that worked out between 2016-2019, I really didn't want that life). I'm just. Four years ago I was disabled, out of work, kicked out of my home with an extra large insult to injury, and all before Covid struck. Now I'm getting a house without anyone's help (anyone outside of the bank, that is). This is literally one of my top 3 dreams come true. idk if that means I have to trade in the other 2, or if I shouldn't give up entirely on them.

I haven't been talking about it because 1. I didn't want to jinx it and 2. ever since things soured within my little twitter bubble I've been keeping quiet about my personal life. But this is kind of a big deal and too awesome to not share 😎

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐃𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: Chris goes skinny dipping illegally in a private lake or beach with reader and things escalate sexually and they get caught by security late at night it was Chris’s idea and reader was hesitant to do it

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: nsfw, sex in the water, getting caught

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: smut

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Chris Evans x reader

𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤/𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭/𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬/𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝

𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄. 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐏𝐀𝐃, 𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐑, 𝐀𝐎3. 𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐋

☄️💦💙🌊☁️🌙🚀🔗🖊️🔮🕯️💧🌧️🌎🐬🫐

"we got be quiet." Chris said as he took your hand. You ran with him as he led you to the lake. You both were on set shooting a movie which happened to be near a lake. Even though it was private Chris had plans to use it that night. He convinced you to tag along to which you did. Now here you both were on your way to lake.

"are you sure we aren't going to get caught?" You looked up at Chris and watched as he shrugged. "I don't know but let's hope not."

You and Chris reached the lake. It was lit up by the moon and a few houses in the distance. "We're here." Chris said as he released your hand. You both began to strip your clothes leaving yourselves in your underwear. You waddled into the lake, Chris following close behind.

"God, it's fucking freezing." You shivered as you turned to Chris. "Guess that means we have to stay close."

Chris swam over to you and wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you into his body. You shivered more but it wasn't from the cold water, it was from the closeness. It wasn't like you and Chris haven't been this close before. Oyu have, while on set, but now it was different. You weren't on set, it was just the two of you and no one else.

You looked into Chris' eyes and smiled softly at him. "Warmer?" He asked you. "Yeah." You nodded. "But I know a way we can get even more warmer."

You wrapped your legs around Chris' waist. He caught on to what you wanted and smirked. His hands held your legs as you both began to kiss. It got more sloppy as it went on. You pulled away from his lips, your hands fell from their place on his neck and went down his body.

Chris let you unbutton his boxers as he kissed down your chest. You groaned feeling the wet kisses he left.

You finally managed to unbutton the few buttons on his boxers and pulled away Chris had one hand on your waist as he pushed your panties to the side. He took his length, pushing it deep in your pussy. You groaned returning your arms to around his neck, you kissed him while he moved slowly in you both.

"shit!" You spoke when you pulled away from his lips. His length entered you hitting your cervix and exited you almost fully. The water around you moved rapidly as the movement between you two picked up. A loud grunt fell from Chris, he loved the way you felt around him.

"are you warmer now?"

You smirked at Chris as he looked at you. "Very warm." Chris grabbed your face and kissed you again. As he thrusted back into you you both heard a commotion behind you. You pulled away and turned around to see some angry homeowners walking towards you. You gasped and pulled away from Chris. You fixed your bikini bottom while Chris did the same with his boxers.

"what are you two doing here?" A guy asked. "Just swimming." Chris said as he pulled you both back to the land.

"you're not supposed to be out here."

"we know, we know, but we needed a break after we finished filming." Chris put up his hands In defense after picking up his clothes . "This was all me not her, so if you want to tell put the blame on me."

The guy looked between you both, a few seconds later he sighed. "Just get out of here. Don't comeback or I'll have you both arrested next time. This is private property."

You picked up your things and took Chris' hand; you both began to walk back to your trailer laughing at what just happened like a bunch of teenagers.

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Idk what this is. my bad ha

[here2bbtstrash]

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#5

Yoongi fingering u till u squirrttttttt

my god, anon. i don't know what to tell you. this was supposed to be a short lil drabble like the rest and then..... that that live yoongi happened and i. uh. my brain short-circuited. the thirst for this man overtook me. i think i just wrote the nastiest porn of my whole career lmao.

so anyway uhhhhhh - HOPE YOU ENJOY 🤪

pairing: yoongi x reader wordcount: 4.8k DO NOT FUCKING @ ME contains: my first ever OT7 scene :') ft. an incredibly dumb conversation abt squirting, best friend's friend to lovers (? idk what else to call it lmao), squirt god min yoongi (yes that's a warning), yoongi is in his that that live outfit bc i'm a menace to society, a lil bit of edging, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, and obv. a whoooole lot of tongue and finger fucking and SQUIRTING 💦💦💦

“Remember that girl I took home last night?”

You just know Taehyung is about to say something gross by the look in his eye, the way he bites down on the edge of his red solo cup as he glances around the circle of his friends.

Well, his friends and you. There’s a clear distinction.

A few heads nod, shoulders shrug. You brace yourself.

“Fucking geyser, I’m serious. Soaked my whole bed. I had to sleep on the couch.”

Hoseok’s loud cackle rings in your ears, and he has to cling to Jimin’s arm to stay upright, clearly already well past tipsy. “I was wondering why you were washing your sheets! That’s typically a once-a-year activity for you, Taehyung-ah!”

You make sure Seokjin doesn’t miss the death glare that you aim in his direction. He dragged you to this stupid party, said otherwise he’d spend the whole time in the corner reading webtoons on his phone. And now you have to tolerate the absolute fuckery of his nasty friends.

He grimaces a silent apology back at you, bringing one hand up to smack Tae firmly on the back of the head.

“She peed?!” Jungkook’s eyes are wide as he pauses with his own drink halfway to his mouth.

Everyone reacts at once: Hoseok quite literally doubles over, Taehyung fights to keep the corners of his mouth from turning up, Jimin gives an aggressive side-eye, Seokjin covers his face with his hand. Even Yoongi reacts, smiling a rare wide smile, shoulders shaking a little with laughter.

Namjoon takes the educational opportunity, clapping a hand firmly to Jungkook’s back. “Do you know what squirting is?”

You watch as Jungkook’s eyes flit across the circle. “I thought it was pee,” he admits, voice a little quieter this time.

“You are so fucking dumb,” Jimin says, shooting Jungkook a look of utter disgust. Hoseok is literally on the floor at this point.

“It’s, uh…” Namjoon makes a face as he searches for the right words. “Female ejaculate.”

“Girl cum?” Jungkook translates.

“I don’t care if it was piss, it was fucking hot,” Taehyung says as he downs the last of his drink.

“You’re disgusting,” Seokjin says with a shake of his head as he offers a hand to help Hoseok to his feet. Taehyung sticks his tongue out, waggling it side-to-side, which just sends Hoseok right back down again with another peal of laughter.

“I’ve never hooked up with a squirter,” Jungkook says softly, like he’s a little disappointed.

You open your mouth to speak up, as the only person with a vagina currently partaking in the conversation, but Yoongi beats you to it. “You just don’t know what you’re doing.”

His words surprise you for a second, but you shake it off and continue. “Not every girl can squirt. Most can’t.” You shrug slightly.

“That’s not true,” Yoongi counters, and you whip your head to look at him.

“What the fuck do you know, Min Yoongi?” The words leave your mouth before you can stop them. You don’t know why Seokjin thought it was a good idea to bring you around his friends, when he knows you have no filter.

Yoongi raises a hand, as if to signal that he’s not trying to fight. “I’m just saying. Once you learn what to do, anyone can get there. Just takes some patience. And a lot of foreplay. But I’ve never not made a girl squirt.”

You roll your eyes. “Well, I’ve never squirted.”

It takes a moment for you to realize what you’ve set yourself up for, and you have to fight the urge to clap a hand over your mouth. The same response ripples through the group a millisecond later: eyes widening, lips pursing in silent expressions of shock.

“I think I need another drink– should we all go?” Namjoon asks, extremely unsubtle.

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2,438 notes - Posted July 17, 2022

#4

compromise (explicit)

genre: twilight AU, straight-up cracky-ass porn, do not look @ me

pairing: vampire!taehyung x human!reader x werewolf!jungkook

summary: you're torn between the two loves of your life - but maybe you don't have to choose.

word count: 10k 😬

contains: explicit sexual content~*~ no seriously like i wrote this with my dick it is EXCLUSIVELY twilight-flavored porn sdhfjdkgsdf - taehyung is a vampire, jungkook is a werewolf, reader is in love with both of them, they can't stand each other, yktfv !!!! this is actually an incredibly poorly negotiated threesome, so uh, don't do it like this kids!!!!! just enjoy the filth 🫡 which specifically contains: a m/m/f threesome ft. mid-sex jealousy lol, biting, nipple play, clit stim and fingering, clit biting 💀, cunnilingus, spitting, neck.... licking?, a lot of body temperature descriptions bc we're sticking to steph's hot/cold lore bc i think it's funny idk, blowjobs/throat fucking, spit-roasting, first times, unprotected sex, some mildly improbable sex positions because they both have superhuman strength lmfao, a smidge of dirty talk/praise kink, ass play, anal sex, good ol' DP, annnnnd the grand finale: neck-biting and blood-drinking 🤭 also tae and jk throw "slurs" like 'leech' and 'dog' at each other the whole time sdfsdfjkf 💜

A/N: SURPRISE! AND HAPPY HALLOWEEN! I WILL NOT BE EXPLAINING MYSELF BUT UHHHH ENJOY SOME NONSENSE!!!!

thank you to @haliiimede for the incredible banner 🥺

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~*~

You’ve been on edge all evening, watching, waiting.

As the sun slips below the horizon and reddens the sky on its departure, you try not to read it as an omen of what’s to come. Night pours out black like it always does, dark blanketing the lush green outside your bedroom window, but your stomach refuses to untwist.

Not even the touch of Taehyung’s hand can settle your nerves, despite how familiar it is, cold as ice, hard as marble. He’d climbed in your window at dusk, the way he’s done every night for months now, but tonight the air between you is heavy. Tonight you can barely look at him.

“Jagiya,” his hundred-year-old voice drips, sweet like honey, rich like blood in the quiet of your room. “What’s wrong?”

You haven’t even opened your mouth to answer when his head snaps up, clearly alerted by some sound your weak human ears have yet to pick up on.

Right on time, then.

“Tae,” you murmur softly, bringing one hand up to cup his cheek. Your thumb strokes lovingly over the flawless perfection of his face as your human eyes meet his: rich ochre, deep enough to drown in. He’s well-fed; you made sure that would be the case when you planned this. You need every possible element on your side tonight.

He cuts you off with a growl before you can say more than his name. “Why is that dog here?”

The word spat through his clenched teeth sends a fresh wave of anxiety spiraling through your bloodstream. “Please don’t call him that, Tae.” Your voice is barely more than a whisper. “He’s my best friend. I wanted the three of us to talk.”

You realize you can hear it now, coming up the road: the distant but unmistakable rattle of Jungkook’s motorcycle. It draws closer and closer, until it’s underscored by the crunch of gravel as he pulls into the driveway. When Jungkook finally kills the engine, the silence in your bedroom feels loud.

Taehyung doesn’t speak, but you can tell he’s furious, every muscle in his body pulled tight. His hands curl into fists, flexing restlessly at his sides, and even the well-defined line of his jaw jumps like he’s holding back the urge to tear something apart.

You do the only thing you can think of to calm your boyfriend: you take his face in your hands and pull him in for a deep kiss.

As your lips touch, it finally sinks in: how scared you are about tonight– you’re shaking like a leaf in Taehyung’s arms, even though you know he’d never hurt you. At least not purposefully.

The heat of your mouth seems to distract Taehyung a little, but there’s still fury in his kiss, in the soft growls that he can’t quite suppress as his tongue rolls over yours.

Your bedroom door creaks on its hinges, and you pull away from Taehyung just in time to see a bright smile drop off Jungkook’s face as he stands in the threshold. Your heart plummets into your stomach. Three seconds in and you’ve already ruined everything. How very human of you.

Moving an inch back from Taehyung, you unwind your arms from around his neck and try to regard both of them at once. This conversation suddenly feels much harder to navigate than you’d anticipated.

“Hi, Jungkook,” you say softly. Your best friend is practically glowering in the doorway now.

“I thought you wanted to talk. I don’t need to see him turn you. Or suck your soul out, or whatever.”

You try to stay calm, because someone has to. “It was just a kiss, Jungkook. I meant it, I do want to talk.” Your gaze flits from Jungkook to Taehyung. “To both of you.” As your eyes find Jungkook’s again, you pat the bedspread on your other side. “Will you come sit down?”

Taehyung makes a noise so otherworldly that chills rip up your spine, enough to make you shiver. “He’s fine where he is.”

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2,451 notes - Posted October 30, 2022

#3

the spins (explicit)

genre: smutttyyyyyy as hell (with like one angsty conversation about isolation as a trauma response, but said in much vaguer terms lol)

pairing: jungkook x reader

summary: you discover a new side to your former lab partner, frat wonder boy jeon jungkook, when you confess to him the one thing no man has ever been able to make you do.

word count: 10.3k

contains: explicit sexual content AKA porn!!!!! alcohol, minor frat house shenanigans, reader is a total bitch but in a highkey relatable way, jungkook is The Only Good Frat Boy, mentions of shitty hookups/sexual dissatisfaction/faked orgasms, an **absurdly** lengthy and gratuitous cunnilingus scene, a lil bit of teasing/begging, spitting, LOUD sex, reader’s first partnered orgasms, also JK has a tongue piercing 👀

A/N: so writing this nearly killed me,,, lmao. i have two inspiration sources that i must credit- one is jai’s @gimmethatagustd INCREDIBLE fic paint me naked, which gave me the final shove i needed to topple over into JK hard stan land (listen he’s 3 years younger than me, i had a complex about it, it’s fine). seriously go give it a read and give her some love, i fully credit her with moving college!JK into my brain where he now lives rent-free.

the other source of inspiration is this insaaaaane imagine audio (WARNING, extremely NSFW and will literally ruin your life!!!!!) that hooked me on the idea that JK would be competitive about eating pussy and….. yep, smack those two things together and ta-da, this porn was born. godspeed and thanks as always for reading 💜

this is now (finally) on AO3!

~*~

You really don’t know why you came to this party. It’s so crowded, bodies pressed together, people screaming to be heard over the noise, or just because they’re white girl wasted. The music is terrible, the floor weirdly sticky, the container of jungle juice in the kitchen extremely suspicious. You opted for tequila instead, the last of which you now drain from the bottom of your red solo cup. The whole place smells like cheap beer, vape smoke, and frat boy cologne.

Yet another Jack Harlow song comes on over the bass-boosted speakers and you roll your eyes. That’s it. Time to go home and actually finish the psych paper you’re putting off.

You shove your way into the kitchen, trying to be the only upstanding citizen in this godforsaken frat house and actually put your trash in a trash can. You spot one in the corner– nearly overflowing, but still good enough, except that a whole circle of Brads and Chads block your path. You do your best to squeeze past them, but because they don’t do anything except live at the gym and snort protein powder, they might as well be a brick wall.

“Excuse me,” you try. Nothing.

“I need to get through,” you say with a gentle push. It’s like talking to a brick wall, too.

“Alright, fuck it.” You roll your eyes and decide to just fucking go for it. You’ve had enough liquor that you won’t feel the pain until tomorrow anyway.

The circle breaks apart in confusion, not a brain cell in sight, as you slam your way through. They part so quickly that your plan works too well, and the excess momentum shoots you forward. You stumble, losing your footing, already cringing because you’re about to faceplant on the nasty floor of this nasty frat house kitchen.

“Hey, whoa!” A voice way too close to your ear for comfort shouts, but then an arm snakes around your waist and saves you from your doom, gripping you tightly. “Careful!”

You glance up, wondering if this guy is going to try to turn the moment into some attempt at flirtation, the world’s worst meet cute, but then you see big round eyes staring back at you with legitimate concern. Oh, fuck. You know those Disney princess eyes. Your stomach drops.

“Whaaaaaaaat!” Holding you in one arm, an unopened 18-rack of beer hoisted up on his shoulder with the other, grinning like a kid in a candy store, is none other than frat wonder boy Jeon Jungkook.

Ah, shit. You knew he was in a frat, of course. He doesn’t shut up about it. But you didn’t know it was this one– well, actually, you don’t even know which frat house you’re in right now. Alpha Beta Omega? They’re all the same to you. You don’t really understand why they have factions anyway instead of all just living together, but that would probably be too gay.

“I didn’t know you partied!” Jungkook is still smiling a smile that takes up his whole face, clearly unable to believe that you’re standing here in his disgusting frat house kitchen in your leather jacket and your combat boots.

You huff a laugh as he slowly unloops his arm from around you, assessing to see if you’re stable enough to stay upright. You shoot him a look as if to say I’m fine, dumbass. Uncoordinated, not intoxicated. There’s a difference.

“I do not party,” you correct him. “Never once in my life have I partied. I merely come to the parties, stand on the edges and observe, get my free alcohol, and then depart. Like I’m doing right now.” You aim your solo cup at the trash can and miss by about a foot.

“You– hang on,” he pauses, turning back to offload the fresh case of beer onto the kitchen counter. There’s a clamor of excitement from the Brads and Chads as they crowd around to slap him on the back, shouting things like “okay, JK!” and “let’s fucking gooooo!”

You have to get out of here, you think to yourself, and then you watch Jungkook bring his tattooed hand up to rip the cardboard front of the case off effortlessly, and that is lowkey kind of hot.

Quiet, you tell your tequila brain. No lusting after frat boys. Not even the one you sat next to for an entire semester in bio lab, the one who was actually way smarter than anticipated and didn’t just use you for an easy A, who genuinely seemed like he cared about the way you answered “How was your weekend?” every time he asked, and who didn’t even say one problematic thing the whole semester.

Just because he’s the exemplary form of his species doesn’t make him not what he is, you remind yourself. Even the best frat boy is still a frat boy.

Jungkook returns as the rest of the bros swarm the counter and proceed to decimate the case of beer. That must have been the reason they were waiting here, at their proverbial watering hole, because they circle up and dissolve back into the party, several of them clapping Jungkook on the back again in thanks as they leave.

You realize he doesn’t have to yell to be heard anymore as he says, “You’re leaving already?”

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#2

the shape of your body (explicit)

genre: fluffy slowburn smut

pairing: jimin x reader

summary: the same day you finally manage to speak to your months-long public transit crush, you end up seeing much more of him than you bargained for.

word count: 24k 🙇‍♀️

contains: explicit sexual content~*~ (after a slow burn lmao) - new york city grad school AU, strangers to lovers, reader is an art student, public transit thirsting, jimin is a dancer and a nude model, namgi and vhope as side characters, basically everyone is gay (they're ART STUDENTS in NEW YORK CITY it's called realism 💅), a smidge of member x member side character relationships, jimin is biromantic demisexual 👀, conversations about body image issues/past relationship struggles/demisexuality and libido, soooo much making out, a couple "failed attempts" at sex, accidental voyeurism (but not how you think lmao YOU'LL SEE), showering together non-sexually, and: fingering, clit stim, nipple play, come eating/sharing 🤭 an attempted blowjob, face sitting, & protected sex (multiple rounds 🥵)

A/N: asjdshgkdfjgs i can't believe it's done 😭 there were so many times i thought i would never finish this fic !!! i have too many friends to thank for talking me off of SEVERAL ledges where i was convinced this whole thing was trash and that i should just stick to short porn or perhaps simply never write again. i'm so glad i saw this one through because there are concepts in here that are deeply important and personal to me wehhh 🫠 i sincerely hope y'all enjoy this one!! thank u for enduring mostly radio silence while i was in jimin lockdown, and of course, happy early birthday to mini, the light of my mf life 🥰💜 (oh and LDOMLT ch 8 is coming next so buckle tf up bitches 👀)

an eternity of smooches to @haliiimede for beta reading and just generally being the best fucking person on planet earth ✨ AND TO @goodsoop FOR THE DEMI SENSITIVITY READ VERY SORRY THAT I AM THE WORLD'S LARGEST IDIOT AND FORGOT TO CREDIT..... i love you both 🥺

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~*~

You’ve taken the subway thousands of times since moving to New York.

Morning rides, squeezed nearly to death between commuters in suits blinking back sleep and school-uniformed kids scream-laughing and paper coffee cups gripped tight by winter-numb fingers.

Long trips with your sketchbook on your lap, riding the line all the way to Pelham Bay Park and back, to surface above ground out where there’s a little more space to breathe, until the setting sun floods orange glow between the buildings just before you descend again.

Late nights coming home, Namjoon’s head thudding back against the train window behind him as he dozes off, one arm thrown around your shoulder to ward off any drunk creeps, his free hand interlaced with Yoongi’s on his other side.

It’s always been the three of you, first in friendship, and now that the two of them have figured out they’re something more, you don’t mind it. But when it’s late and you’ve had enough drinks to feel warm all the way through, to melt something open inside of you, and you glance over to see a loving flicker of eyelashes exchanged as Namjoon leans down and presses a kiss to Yoongi’s temple, you can’t help it.

There’s a little bit of an ache there, right behind your ribs. Sometimes.

But mostly, when it comes to the train, you take the 6 to school. You go through the motions this morning the same as you always do: headphones around your neck, bag slung over your shoulder, immediately dropping into the first empty seat you see as the train doors shudder closed and the car starts to move. Six stops down, 51st street to Astor Place, five days a week, you know it like a heartbeat.

You just wish you knew him, too.

Subway Boy, as Yoongi affectionately labeled him the time you got two pitchers of margaritas deep and made the mistake of confessing to your roommates about your crush— if it can even be called that. Can you truly have a crush on someone you know nothing about, not even their name?

Well, you know a few things.

He must live further north than you, because on the days you see him, he’s already on the train when you board at 51st.

He must like music, because he always has a set of fancy bluetooth earbuds in.

You’re pretty sure he’s an athlete of some sort, because he’s usually carrying a gym bag—and because during this summer’s heat wave, the one and only time you’ve seen him wear shorts, you nearly fainted at the thick, defined muscles of his thighs.

He has an affinity for jewelry, delicate silver always glinting through the multiple piercings in his ears. At odds with this, he seems to prefer to dress comfortably, and you’ve seen him in enough branded school t-shirts and sweats to figure he must also be an NYU student, though you can’t say for sure if he’s undergrad or graduate.

You deeply hope you’re not crushing on someone who still needs a fake ID to drink, but there’s no way to be certain.

Most importantly, you know that he is absolutely stunning. Elegantly handsome, with expressive deep brown eyes, skin like glass, and round cheeks and full lips that flush frozen pink on particularly frigid New York days. His hair has changed colors a few times over the months that have passed since you first took notice of him, but it’s currently a honey blonde, and long enough that he often reaches up to card a hand through it. He does it now, pushing loose strands back to expose his forehead as he frowns down at his phone.

On days where you share the same car, you notice very little else that happens on the ride, thoroughly entranced in Subway Boy’s beauty and his mystery. The train could probably catch fire and you’d miss it entirely.

Today happens to be one of those days, and excitement glitters in your bloodstream as you realize he’s seated across from you. The rush of seeing him always feels like its own reward, some kind of cosmic sign that the day is going to be a good one.

And then the train stops moving.

There’s an audible reaction from a few people in the car, and you glance up a moment later when a voice buzzes over the intercom. You’re able to make out “attention passengers” and very little after that, just the basics about some sort of unforeseen interruption of service and that the train should resume moving again soon.

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My #1 post of 2022

party on you (explicit)

genre: SMUT SMUT SMUT with an extremely small side of fluff lol

pairing: hoseok x reader

summary: the only thing stronger than your social anxiety is your big dumb crush on hoseok - and you're certainly not expecting it when he tells you the real reason he threw this album release party.

word count: 9.8k

contains: explicit sexual content aka PORN !!!! idol-verse, literally takes place at the JITB album release party, friends to lovers, erotic hand holding, they're both cute and dumb, a studio hookup 👀 dirty talk, thigh riding, cunnilingus, a single pussy slap lol, taint touching (?), HOBI EATS ASS, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, throat fucking, reader gets a facial, and a lil bit of cum eating, it's cute 😌

A/N: so, hi, i went to hobipalooza lmao. this is actually lowkey a songfic ??? charli xcx was one of the earlier acts on hobi's stage and. my god. seeing her live was a religious experience, and when she performed party 4 u i was like hnnnhghg this should be a fic. and now it is !!!! and i hope u enjoy 🥺🥺 i tried some new stuff in here, both soft and freaky lmao so i'm nervy to share!!! as always your support and feedback means the world to meeeee ok ilysomuch bye~

read on AO3 !

~*~

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[lillyorlyracat]

Revamped intro post

What's up sweet bippies it's me autism cat

My name is Lilly, or Lyra, or Lilac, or Cat, or April. I am audhd(autistic and ADHD), I'm fictionkin, I have a shit ton of interests so my posts will be varied and inconsistent (if you only follow me for one fandom that's still cool idc)

Sometimes I'll post my art, sometimes I'll just yell into my keyboard and wait for people to press buttons on it. Mostly I just reblog posts I like, sorry folks

Update: decided to make an art tag! Just to organize stuff :P it'll be #🐱drawn by yours truly

Also, about that fictionkin thing? Yeah so I'm Ember Lumen from Elemental in the realz. I don't have any source memories or anything but I'm 100% her :P 🔥

Update (1/4/24): I'm also Ruby Gillman Teenage Kraken in the realz!! Again no source mems as far as I can tell, but my mom irl is definitely also Agatha in the movie >u< 🌊

F/O list here ⬇️⬇️

Dni list & boundaries uwu

Pro_sh/ppers/com_sh/ppers/pro_f/c etc bitches please don't interact, just, please,,

No z00ph+les either get outta here

I am a minor so please don't like,, be weird,,, or anything (UPDATE: technically I am no longer a minor but this still applies)

Homophobes, transphobes, xeno/neophobes etc get outta here

OH ABLEISTS! YEAH YOU GUYS GTFO TOO, I AINT DISEASED >:D

Aggressive anti furries.. like. People who think furry = z00ph+le.. get outta here you’re not welcome ^^

Please don't dm me with like "hey wanna be friends" or anything like that out of nowhere.. if you wanna be friends with me, try asking about common interests maybe? Idk? I'm cool with making friends, that's just,, not the way to do it,,, y'know

Doubles are awesome, other Elemental kinnies are super cool! Buuuut if any Wades have like romantic Ember memories maaaybe don't interact? I already have a bf, and although I'm poly I'm uncomfortable with the idea of another partner right now. I'll be friends with a Wade tho, hi friend Wades 👋🔥

Ruby update: doubles are okay here too! But no Connors with romantic mems please. I...don't feel very romantically connected to Connor tbh. I'll be friends with y'all tho! Hi Connors!! 👋💦

I'll uh update this periodically cuz I'm probably forgetting a lot

Links to my other socials!

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"You might think that this is the end...

Well it is!"

[prayersforthevoid]

Schedueled the dialovers fanart rb a couple of days ago and now tumblr keeps recomending me otoge posts..... idk how to explain that I'm more interested in galges and dialovers is just an exception HJDKFKHLH amnesia do b on my to-play list though.. its on switch innit....thonking🤔 was gonna use some xmas money for a game or two either way. I also wanna buy the tourabu switch game..

I also reread and caught up with blue exorcist!? Kinda went ham in the okumura twins tag on pixiv yday lmao seeing new stuff still being posted made me happy... Apparently a new anime season was announced a couple of days ago too!! Which was a pure coincidence on my part, I just started rereading it since I finished another series on M+, and saw that AnE was available as a "first read free" title...💦 I can't wait for the boom in fanart that will bring. Mayhaps I'll even draw some myself... I loved Yukio when I was younger, but now that my early teens are long gone my heart opened up for Rin big-time.

Oh, the "other series" would be Oshi no Ko. I initially dismissed it as another one of those "cute girl falls for plain MC" manga that are super popular, and BOY WAS I WRONG. I watched the anime trailer and went in expecting a Doctor x Idol age-gap deal, and then its.. very much not that. But also kind of?? but also really not? Oh my god, highly recomend. I was completely not expecting it to be what it is. Its also available for free on the Manga+ app (Which is an official/legal app!) so absolutely give it a read. Memcho best grill (I can't say no to cute/genki >:3 girls...)

I think there was something else I wanted to go on a tangent about but I can't recall what... So I'll end it here this time👋

[killemwithkawaii]

May I ask who lovesick Sally is? Cause idk if it's like from an AU or something like that and I'm a little confused. Btw, I'm new here, hi!^^

-🎃

>Welcome to the blog, 🎃 anon! You have officially been added to the anon signoff claim list 👌

Admittedly, it is confusing lmao But, here's the semi-short explanation:

Love Sick Sally (the tag) refers to the general yandere version of Sal Fisher that I write about in x reader fics. He's just the Sal Fisher we all know and love with his creepy, romantic, stalkery tendencies on max, and this concept can be applied to whatever other specifics/AUs you'd like to throw in the mix (Sal as a yandere boyfriend, bff, coworker, neighbor, etc. etc. etc.)! Everyone is free to selfship with him, and I really hope you enjoy the imagines and art I've created about him! 💌💘💦

L.S.S. (which stands for Love Sick Sally) refers to a VERY specific, individual version of Sal that I write about within my (extremely meta) #Meet the Fishers selfship AU, and I RP as him during my goretober events (they're all just one big, continuous selfship fic). He adopted the acronym to refer to himself, like how I call myself Kewk instead of killemwithkawaii! [Spoilers for the Meet the Fishers AU: His entire deal is that he's Sal post-chapter 5, has been universe hopping for like 5,000 years, has fallen in love with multiple versions of me along the way, and then somehow ended up in this universe and stumbled upon my blog. Shenanigans ensued.] I'm not comfortable with people selfshipping with this specific AU Sal (bc its a soulmate AU and he's custom tailored to me), but some people have adopted L.S.S. as a platonic f/o, which I think is the sweetest thing 🥺💖 (I really need to make a guide for #Meet the Fishers, but if you're curious, for now I suggest going to my archive and reading posts from Oct-Nov 2020, Oct 2021 and Oct 2022 in order by date. HUGE TW ITS GORETOBER AND I GO NUTS)

I hope this helped clear things up! ^^ 👍

[missbumbleb33]

Tag Challenge !!

(Tagged by the lovely @47s-left-tit ; muscular men w boobas are always righteous)

Fave color:

All shades of green; mint green resonates w my childhood self and i love me some dark green on clothes, interior decor, etc. Love chartreuse bc it sounds like shart and it makes me giggle. Did yall know there's a type of green called 'hooker's green'? unrelated to sex workers, unfortunately

(my man william hooker, pimp creator of hooker's green)

Last songs:

Six Days (Remix) by DJ Shadow - Beautiful lyrics, def relevant today with all the mess in global affairs rn. A bit bummed out rn bc I just found out that it's from Fast and Furious: Tokyo Drift and I did not expect that

Coconut Mall Jazz Arrangement by insaneintherainmusic - 'ya like jazz~?' yeah i fcking love jazz. as a classical clarinetist (non-professional lol) who's nearest attempt at jazz was w the clarinet introduction in Rhapsody in Blue i have so much respect for jazz musicians. If jazz ever had a human form I'd simp the hell out of them. it's such a beautiful genre of music and modern music def needs to give it more credit bc w/o it we wouldn't have a lot of music we have today. sorry that was a terrible sentence but god i love jazz. it's like eating an awesome 7-layer dip. i fucking love 7-layer dips. I recommend everyone to watch 1959, the Year that Changed Jazz , awesome documentary.

(fuck now i'm hungry)

Last series:

Extraordinary Attorney Woo - Such an adorable kdrama. While I don't think it's the BEST representation of autism for the Korean audience, I do think it's a fairly good step in the right direction! I rlly like how Woo solves each case with a creative way, which is my primary reason as of why I enjoy the show. But I think it's also worth mentioning the impact it has on Korean society. As a Korean person who often spends a lot of time on Korean media, I've read, heard, and watched stories about how EAW actually has increased prejudice against autistic ppl in some ways. The drama promotes the misconception that an autistic person must be good/genius at something, and when such a misconception is corrected by an autistic person or a person who cares for an autistic person, ppl get disappointed. Many Korean primary/secondary school students have also pointed out how their friends have started using 'Woo Young Woo' as a mocking nickname for ppl who may not necessarily fit in with the crowd, autistic or not. The drama has also encouraged young ppl to act like the autistic protagonist, which often turns into a display of mockery against autistic ppl. Although the drama does break the stereotype that autistic ppl are intellectually/emotionally inferior to neurotypical ppl, it also indirectly encourages ppl to exotify and, to a certain extent, fetishize autistic ppl. That being said I think that EAW does have great potential for future kdramas to include more positive, nuanced, and accurate representation of autism.

(edit by u/Dinen1203 on the r/ExtraordinaryAttyWoo subreddit)

Last movie:

Minions: The Rise of Gru - I'm 👱 having a bad bad 🔺🚫 day 🌞⏳ It's 😝 about time that 😐➡ I 😏💯 get 🉐🉐 my ⚖ way 👉➡ Steam ♨💨 rolling 😋😋 whatever I 👀 see, 👀👁 huh ❓ Despicable me 🏻🏽 I'm 😠 having 👉 a 👏 bad 😍😍 bad 😈 day 🙏🏼 If 🤔🎅 you take 💨 it 😏 personal that's okay 👍 Watch 👀 this 👅 is 💦💦 so fun to 🏼 see, 👀👀 huh 🤔❓ Despicable me 😩

(hungry for some filet minion)

Currently reading:

The Mad Farmer Poems by Wendell Berry - I like to annotate my poetry books so it'll take me some time to go thru it lol. Just started the book so I don't really have anything to say about it atm

Waterland by Graham Swift - Recommended by my emotional support English teacher during my senior year in high school. Literally just started so idk what to say about it

(haven't rlly read the books yet so i can't put a relevant image to the books specifically, enjoy the shutterstock photo tho, def paid for it)

Currently working on:

Unforeseen and Unconditional Sacrifices - A Hitman Agent 47 x OC fanfic, I do cross-post on Ao3, Wattpad, and Quotev for this one. Just started posting on tumblr tho bc i like the layout of this site

Yuji's Lobbyverse - for me friend, and her beautiful OCs.

A Pokemon Legends Arceus Adaman x OC fic, finishing up my oc's backstory. God I love fictional men w long hair and sharp eyes.

(edit by me :) )

Tagging:

@yujiispotato , you are my only other tumblr mutual :,)

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↠ Requested By: This damned thirst dream that won’t leave me be until I write it out ↠ Reader Gender: Neutral ↠ Content Type: So very NSFW ((*whacks minors on the nose with a rolled up newspaper* No! Not for you!!)) ↠ Chronology: Post time skip. ↠ CWs/TWs: Any applicable warnings can be found in the tag list under the cut. ↠ Betas? Lmaoooooo… ↠ Total WC: 2.3k~

“I know you know it, sweetheart—so say it. Say my fucking name, right the fuck now.”

He’ll get what he wants—even if he has to fuck it out of you…

I want this man to snap my spine like a gd glow stick. That’s it, that’s the tweet.

((p*rn with v. little plot ahead, in case you somehow couldn’t figure that out lol))

💦 Tags: Reader uses they/them pronouns (tho I don’t think Reader’s pronouns actually come up in this? dk how I managed that *shrugs*) | Reader has ambiguous anatomy | Penetrative sex (missionary that turns into a mating press, Reader receiving) | Rough-ish sex (some grabbing of the face, and like he’s really laying into you, but it doesn’t get too heavy) | ((so maybe it’s more ‘hard’ than ‘rough’?? idk, I’ll let you lot decide)) | ((also, Bo’s a lil bit feral in this one, ngl)) | Some dom/sub undertones | ((my subby ass is predictable as hell, so are you even surprised at this point?? lmao)) | A smattering of ✨ ~Size kink~ ✨️ | ((Bo’s a big, big boy with a big, BIG dick, but I digress)) | Use of petnames (pretty baby, sweetheart, that kinda beat) | Also Bo’s got a bit of voice kink—who saw that one coming?? | ((me, I did, because I just made it a thing lol)) | Unprotected Sex because is fic, and is hot in fic. Don’t the thing irl unless you take proper precautions and discuss it with your partner well beforehand, mmkay? Mmkay… | Also what probably amounts to an unrealistic amount of cum, but look—I’ve got my kinks, okay? Lmao | Also, also—potentially OOC Bokuto if you canon him to be soft ‘n’ sweet in bed. He can be, and is a good portion of the time, but like… sometimes he just wants to bully you a bit while he fucks you into the mattress, yanno? | Also, also, also—unintentional cockwarming | Sappy ending because OP is a giant bb that just wants to be loved

“Bo-Bokuto, gods, please,” you damn near sob, the pleasure coursing through the whole of your body setting your hands to feebly grasping at the sheets, your face, and anything else you can reach in an attempt to ground yourself.

For his part the man above you is distinctly unamused, though for the life of you, you cannot figure out why that is–

“That’s not my name, baby. Not when I’m taking you like this.”

Oh. That.

In all honesty, you don’t think anyone can blame you for the slip up—after all, the pair of you were little more than acquaintances just a week ago. Sure, you’d been keeping up a line of friendly banter on those not-so-rare occasions when he decided to grace your little deli with his presence, and yeah you could reliably call him a regular at this point, but still you’d hardly been expecting him to ask you out when he bounded through the door last Friday. What’s more you didn’t think that your very first date would go so well that he would be taking you on another just a few days later, and finally a third one two days after that. To say that the pair of you are speed running your relationship is an understatement, and yet somehow things don’t feel rushed in the slightest.

This is more than likely due to what you’ve now dubbed the ‘Bokuto Effect’.

Said effect seems to lend an air of stability to actions that would otherwise leave you recoiling. And how can it not when he’s just so… him. Kind and sweet, caring and compassionate… You may not have known him for long, but you’re thoroughly convinced that there’s not a malicious bone in this man’s body. This is why you allowed him to follow you up to your apartment tonight, despite it having been technically less than a week of your being together—gods, are you even together? You have no idea as you’ve yet to actually talk about anything even remotely close to that, much less bothered about putting a label on it. There’s no time to consider something that ultimately feels tangential when you’re in the middle of falling at a breakneck speed.

(You can only hope that he feels the same, this quickening that has you casting aside a lifetime’s worth sensibility and letting him in like this. It’s hard to tell when he’s always smiling, always laughing, always keeping it light and bubbly and wonderful…)

In the now Bokuto—no, Koutaro—parts his lips around a particularly vicious looking grin. “I know you know it, sweetheart—so say it. Say my fucking name, right the fuck now.”

You try, you swear you do, but when he’s drilling so deeply into you, his thick head scraping against that one spot with every drag of his thick cock… words become understandably difficult. You slur out something with roughly the same composition as the appellation (you think) but valiant though they are, your efforts are not enough to appease him. The sound of his laugh paired with the glint in his eyes has you shivering underneath him. Who knew he could wear ‘cocky bastard’ so well?

“Aww, listen to you,” he coos, condescension dripping from every syllable. “Cock drunk already, baby? Can’t say my name because you can’t remember it, huh? Well lemme help you out.”

Suddenly the legs that had been tossed over his broad (so, so damn broad—fuck) shoulders are being pushed up against your chest with the whole of his impressive weight following closely behind. Your resulting scream is loud enough that you’re sure to get a noise complain or several, and maybe even a visit from the cops if your neighbors confuse your bliss for a legitimate cry for help. But those are all distant worries, things that cannot find a permanent home in a mind that is far too clouded with lust and a resounding chant of more-more-MORE.

You claw at his back as he bottoms out over and over again, marking territory that you’re not entirely sure is yours to claim; the sounds that are pouring out of you all the while would be mortifying, you’re sure, if you weren’t so lost in the sex fog. For his part, the man above you is just as vocal, with a series of hisses, groans, and chuckles falling past his lips as he works at dismantling you, piece by needy piece. It seems to take him a few moments to remember his original goal—or maybe it’s more so a case of an artist admiring his work—but once he does…

“Kou- “-tar- “-o.”

He fucks the syllables into you, growling them directly in your face each time his hips come to press flush against the plush of your ass and thighs. He repeats it again and then a third time before he palms the bottom half of your face. That he can cover such an impressive area with just one hand should probably unnerve you, but as it stands the size disparity only makes you hotter. You moan into his grasp only to have the sound scale up into a squeak when he smooshes your cheeks inwards with a flex of his fingers. The movement sees your lips jutting and puckering in what you’re sure has to be an extremely unflattering matter, but if he minds the view he doesn’t show it.

“Come on, pretty baby,” he starts, voice surprisingly even (or maybe not, given his job’s stamina requirements), “I know you’re feelin’ good, but that doesn’t excuse your bad behavior. Now say it with me—Kou-tar-o.”

“Kou- Kou—ahh~! Fuck, so good–”

He tuts at that, his grip going that tiny bit tighter. “Focus, baby. Kou-”

“Kou-” you repeat, the breathy quality of your voice reducing the sound to little more than a pant.

“-tar-”

“-tar-”

“-o.”

“-oo-ooo shit!”

When you feel the first brush of his fingers against your sex the only thing that keeps you from vaulting straight off of the bed is the sheer size of him. You’d been so focused on getting things right (on giving him what he wants) that you hadn’t noticed his free hand moving to what little space there is to be found between you. Years of honing his craft has left the thing roughened with thick callouses; they had felt a bit odd against your own smoother palm when he’d held your hand earlier in the day, but feeling them now… The scrape is addicting, adding an extra delicious layer to the pleasure of him working over your core with a precision that shouldn’t be possible as this is the first time you’ve been together like this–

Just yet another result of the Bokuto Effect, you suppose.

Koutaro kisses you deeply then, greedily filling up his lungs with your moans even as he empties out your own. When he breaks away with a growled pant some long seconds later he’s all wide, wild eyes and pouring praise.

“That’s good, baby—fuck, it sounds so good when you say it like that. K-keep doin’ that f’me, yeah? Keep screaming my name and I promise I’ll make you feel so, so good– Gods, you’re so good…”

And he’s as good as his word.

Every utterance of his name sees him taking you harder, impossibly deeper, and faster. It’s a loop of pleasure that is all too easy to fall into; your whimpering cries giving him what he wants as his rolling hips work hard to give you what you need. Sweat darkens the lighter strands of his hair at the base turning the pale silver into something more akin to slate, with the salty liquid occasionally breaking past his hairline to slide down the chiseled contours of his face. Knowing that he—a professional athlete who is in near godly shape—is fucking you hard enough to actually break a sweat is a heady thing, one that draws you yet closer to your end.

With your orgasm so close at hand your brain’s higher functions all but cease. All there is in this moment is you and him and the one word that is left to you: Koutaro.

“Sound so pretty,” he tells you before pressing a quick kiss to your mumbling lips. “Gods, babe, I’m close—so damn close, I– ah-ah-ah shit!” A particularly decadent roll of his hips nearly sees you both shaking apart right then and there, but he pulls back some—just a bit, just enough to draw things out a little longer.

“‘M close,” you tell him a short while later, your declaration sounding more like a lament than anything. You don’t want this to end, but at the same time you need it to if only for your poor battered hole’s sake. “Fuck, Kou, please…”

He softens a bit at that, those molten pools of gold syruping with something tender as he takes in your fucked out expression. “I got you, baby, I promise—you cum when you need to, ‘kay? Do it and I’ll be right there with you…”

This touch of gentleness is well at odds with the way he continues to take your body through its paces, and that dichotomy is the very thing that finally drives you over the edge. You manage to eke out his name one final time, and the choked cry is enough to see him falling into bliss with you. His hips stutter compulsively as rope after hot, thick rope of cum shoots into you. You can feel it squelching out of you every time he pulls back, the liquid gliding warm and viscous over your skin to drip down and pool underneath you in a small puddle that’s only going to get bigger when he pulls out—if he pulls out. It certainly doesn’t seems as if he plans to anytime soon, not with the way he’s kissing you all over your face and neck, the ministrations cut through with praise and little love-drunk giggles.

Once he’s come back to himself, Koutaro flips you both over so that you’re resting against his chest—single-handedly, a thing that’s way hotter than such a simple action should be—with his softened cock still tucked snugly inside of you. You can tell the exact moment his skin makes contact with the cooling wet spot because he yelps before jerking you both over to the left. You’re just as love-drunk as he is apparently because you cannot stop giggling all the while, giddy at the return of the silly antics that had drawn you to him in the first place (not that you mind seeing this other, darker, more mature version of him at all).

He tilts your head up towards him for a short, sweet kiss before asking, “What ya laughing at, pretty?”

“You.”

“Wow, rude.”

“Whatever, you like it,” you tease as you prop yourself up against his chest.

“I mean… yeah,” he concedes with a laugh, “but only because it’s you.”

There’s a tenderness to his gaze that turns the simple phrase into an admission and you find yourself ducking your head in an attempt to conceal just how flustered it’s left you. Suddenly the scar underneath his right pec is the most interesting thing in the world, and you find yourself lightly tracing over it as you mutter out a quiet, “Oh really?”

“Mmhmm.” As the onomatopoeic sound vibrates through his chest and up into you it somehow manages to carry far more truth than something more elegant could ever hope to—because it’s real, because it’s him.

“I like you a whole helluva lot, ____,” he continues on, “and if I’m being completely honest I’m really hoping that I didn’t screw things up.”

That’s enough to get you to look up again, and Koutaro takes in your confused look with a sheepish expression of his own. “Yanno, with all of this.” He gestures vaguely over the length of your still naked bodies. “I, um… I have a tendency to go full tilt when it’s something I want, but that’s not always the move when it comes to relationships—or am I presuming too much in calling what we’ve got a ‘relationship’? I don’t think I am, not with the way you’re smiling, but…”

You swat at his chest and earn another heart stopping kiss for your troubles. The man—your man?—underneath you gives you his signature megawatt grin, though it fades into something softer and more intimate as he regards you.

“I think you’ve already given me your answer, but just to make sure—can I call you mine?”

You trail your fingers over the expanse of his well-defined jawline before cradling his cheek in your palm as you tell him, “Only if I can call you mine, too.”

He huffs out a laugh as he nods a bit before nuzzling into your hand. “Yeah, definitely.”

“Good.”

“Great,” he amends.

“Fantastic, even.”

“Stupendous.”

“Amazing.”

“Wonderful…”

The pair of you carry on like that for a good while, exhausting your vocabularies and arguing over synonyms in between laughter and sweet kisses until rumbling stomachs demand their due.

|| Bonus

Imagine sitting in Bo’s lap while he feeds you your snack of choice. You’re both still nude because why the fuck not, tho he has opted to get you a nice, soft blanket to burrito in. So anyways, he feeding you while you guys are watching something on the television, and he finds said something v. interesting—so interesting, in fact, that the next morsel he feeds you gets shoved damn near into the back of your throat.

Cue him laughing out an apology for gagging you—“I didn’t do it on purpose, baby, I swear!”—and kissing away the compulsory tears that are streaming down your cheeks from nearly having your life ended by a set of ridiculously long fingers and a fucking Dorito or whatever the fuck he was feeding you lmfao…

© notepadsandtealeaves, 2021 || Please do not repost, translate, or otherwise alter or distribute my works without my express permission. And for the love of god keep it away from Youtube and TikTok lol…

[softzhongli]

summary: a closer look at the most exclusive group chat in all teyvat. we have two oblivious idiots in love, two horny bastards afraid of their feelings, a grumpy cat and his sunshine boyfriend and one very single and tired girl... among many many others warnings: swearing, probably some angst info: crack fic, multi-chaptered, social media au, not much difference they just have phones lmao pairings: childe x kaeya // xiao x venti // zhongli x diluc + lumine and other characters requests: open posted: 14/02/2022 a/n: sooo lumine x thoma anyone? it’s only chapter 7 so nothing’s set in stone yet, also i kinda like them just being like flirty and lumine crushing on thoma just for the sake of it with no like deeper feelings - at least for now so we’ll see how it goes lol +tomorrow’s valentine’s day so any pairing y’all want more than others in the next chapter?

PREV II MASTERLIST II NEXT

CHAT: R.I.P. KAEYA ☠️ ⮡  members: lumine / diluc / xiao / venti / childe / kaeya / zhongli / thoma

lumine: omg

lumine: OMG

lumine: OMGOMGOMG

lumine: why is no one online

lumine: guysssss

lumine: stop being in love and come here

lumine: i need to gossip

lumine: pls

diluc: stop spamming

lumine: no

lumine: you go away

diluc: okay

diluc left the group.

lumine: not like that

lumine: fuck, now i feel bad

lumine added diluc to the group.

diluc: ?

lumine: i didn't mean it like that

lumine: don't be mad?

diluc: I'm not

lumine: you sure?

diluc: yes

lumine: 100%?

diluc: yes

lumine: as sure as you're sure about being in love with zhongli?

diluc: lumine.

lumine: okay, okay, you can go back to being in love now 🙄

lumine: just mute the chat or sth cuz I'm gonna spam more

diluc: 🤦‍♀️

lumine: anyway!!!

lumine: @kaeya @venti you fake friends come here

lumine: i can't keep this inside any longerrrrr

thoma: what about me? good enough?

lumine: i wanna say yes so badly...

thoma: but?

lumine: but you're new here and I can't expose myself like that right away asdfhhjkl

thoma: cute

lumine: THOMA

lumine: asdfghjklakddhh

lumine: omg

thoma: 😏

lumine: ahhhhhh

lumine: i hate it here

thoma: okay, I'll leave you be

thoma: for now 😈

lumine: omg, y'all I'm in love with thoma

thoma: 😘

lumine: 🥵

thoma: 💦

thoma: 🔥

thoma: fuck, i really have to go

lumine: 💔

thoma: but we're definitely picking this up later

lunine: 🖤

lumine: @kaeya TRUTH OR DARE?

lumine: 😈

kaeya: fuck you

lumine: welcome back baby

childe: don't call him baby

lumine: make me

childe: you can't handle me baby girl

kaeya: @childe don't call her baby girl

lumine: 🤡🤡🤡

lumine: @venti i need you! i can't be left with those clowns

lumine: @xiao you here?

xiao: yes

lumine: is venti with you?

xiao: no

lumine: tag him

xiao: @venti

venti: hi, love!! 🎉

lumine: you're so weak

xiao: 🖤

venti: aw, i miss you baby

xiao: where are you?

lumine: guess this is a xiaoven chat now 🤡

venti: you're so cute but I'm fine

venti: i can wait till tomorrow to see your pretty face

kaeya: @lumine this is a xiaoven world and we're just living in it

xiao: for the record, i miss you too

venti: omg pls marry me

xiao: 🖤

lumine: 😑

lumine: STOP IT, I’M LONELY

lumine: AND WE’RE HERE FOR A REASON

kaeya: and what is the reason?

lumine: i saw something

lumine: i saw someone

lumine: holding hands

lumine: wanna guess?

venti: you’re not talking about who i’m thinking about, right?

lumine: 👀

venti: LUMINE OMG

venti: pls tell me you have photos of diluc and zhongli holding hands asdfghjkl

lumine: nooo T.T

lumine: they saw me before i could even reach for the phone

lumine: BUT OMG

lumine: dads are so in love i wanna cry

lumine: head empty jus soft zhongli and diluc

kaeya: wait, so are they like...

lumine: idk

lumine: diluc got all flustered when i came up to them

lumine: but zhongli didn’t let go of his hand

lumine: im emo

childe: the legend says they’re still holding hands to this day

venti: lmaooo

lumine: @xiao ask zhongli if they’re dating

lumine: you’re like a literal son to him

xiao: no

lumine: @venti tell xiao to ask if zhongli is dating diluc

venti: baby, pretty please?

xiao: okay

venti: love you, my windblume

lumine: 🤮

xiao: 🤨

lumine: #XiaoAndVentiForever

venti: that’s better 😎

xiao: zhongli says he can’t talk right now

venti: do you think...

xiao: yes, he said he’s with diluc

kaeya: oh damn

kaeya: it might actually be happening

childe: i bet 20k they’re gonna kiss before diluc and lumine go back to monstadt

lumine: nah, it took them almost two years to hold hands, i bet nothing’s gonna happen

kaeya: they’re gona have sex

lumine: did you not read what i just wrote?

kaeya: yeah, that’s why said what i said

kaeya: imagine being pent up like this all this time

venti: diluc’s not as horny as you lol

zhongli: huh, so is this what you normally talk about when diluc and i are not around?

lumine:😳

childe: mostly, yeah

lumine: CHILDE

venti: @zhongli weren’t you supposed to be with diluc rn?

zhongli: i am, but diluc’s asleep now

lumine: omg @zhingli pls tell me kaeya wasn’t right asdfghjkl

zhingli: haha, no he was not. diluc’s been under a lot of stress lately so i suggested he rest for a moment

kaeya: #married

lumine: stress? what?

zhongli: nothing that serious, you don’t have to be concerned

venti: k, cool, so what’s the deal with you two?

zhongli: i think i have to go now

zhongli: goodnight, everyone

venti: RUDE

childe: honestly? i think we’re all wrong and they might be already dating

[captain-stab-a-hoe]

👎 , 👀 , 💦 & 💤 for ship askgame

Oh boy this is quite a few

I don't mind but this might take a while so bear with me (~_~;)

Ship that you can never see happening: 👎

I was about to go on a whole chengxian thing but that was me misunderstanding the damn question anyways

If we were talking about canon ships I think shouldn't be canon this would probably be easier cause I'm not the type of person that would say "this ship would never be canon" when it isn't in the first place so like what's the point and yadda yadda

But mmmm probably chengqing? If we're going solely off the novel then yeah cause like I'm pretty sure Jiang Cheng only saw Wen Qing like one time and that was when he was having a whole rage induced freak out and she was about to put his ass to sleep

But I still kinda like it anyways cause what else does Jiang Cheng need if not a woman who can put his ass in check y'know?

Ship you’re curious about: 👀

Probably xueyu (that's xue yang x mo xuanyu right?)

Mostly because I'm curious as to how that would work considering the whole wei wuxian being revived in his body thing

Like imagine finding out your idol is inhabiting the body of your former lover and you have to talk him into reviving your other lover who committed suicide

If that's not the most awkward shit that could happen to Xue Yang

Ship that is taboo: 💦

I saw fucking wen chao x xue yang a few times and I refuse to touch it again istg I blocked the wen chao tag so fast when I kept seeing it

Which makes it weird cause I legitimately like the artist who draws it but...no except for this one time don't you ever mention that around me and don't expect me to talk about it ever again

Ship that is canon but you don’t ship: 💤

Whatever the fuck jin guangyao and qin su had going on

Now look idk if I just blackout everytime it gets to these two but like....why did have to happen again?

I get the drama and shit...but I just legitimately like cut out when it comes to them

I fucking forget if he knew by the time he put a bun in her oven but like now I'm gonna ask mxtx....why the sister man the bloodline of the Jins were already bad enough with Guangshan's dumbass DNA getting out cause he couldn't keep it in his pants therefore creating an endless pit of uncles and aunts for Jin ling

So like...the fuck man-

(from this ask)

[dashflashy-arts]

just wanted to let ya know that sky has a new owner ! kitsuneskulls on insta and tiktok, idk if they have any other platforms

EDIT: WHAT THE HECK??? I JUST FOUND OUT ABOUT THE CONTROVERSY NOW AND HAVE BEEN INFORMED THAT SHE HAS A NEW OWNER NOW. good for Sky and the co-owners, but hot DANG

Sky mod is a literal controversy magnet ngl smh...

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That's?!? that's pretty cool to hear??

Thank you for informing me! I've been really anxious whenever I draw her because I don't want to worsen the situation it has (or just anything connected to fnf in general. Why do you think I barely draw crossovers of FNF?)

(I've actually checked the account upon reading this first and it did not disappoint! He doesn't have tumblr tho so I can't tag my content to him hhh ; n ;)

Now I hope the fandom and anyone who wants to draw Sky know about this... so the original people affiliated to it can rest in peace

If you want to check his account and read about the changes he made to Sky, here's the link!

...about changes. I have to make changes in mine towards Sky to match the current version if I want to pay respects to the new owner 👀💦💦

oh well... there goes my headcanons...