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[sluttsumu]

DOUBLE TROUBLE

.ೃ࿐ feat. atsumu + osamu miya

in which: the twins have a little bet, and you’re their next target. who can make you cum the most on halloween night without anyone knowing, keep quiet virgin or you’ll get caught.

warning: 18+, college!au, fratboy!inarizaki, oblivious!reader, non+ dubcon/peer pressure, threesome, corruptive thoughts, misogyny (?), manipulation, drugs (molly), vaginal fingering, vaginal penetration, unprotected, petname: angel, oral (f!receiving + m!receiving), virginity loss, exhibitionism + voyeurism, implied orgy (with suna), sunaosa TEASE, they’re sleazy hoes. wc: 2k

ೃ࿐ ki’s note: this is fic was supposed to kickstart my kinktober series. i hope you love this as much as i do because i had the best time writing it! in my mind it’s still october 😭 divider: @cafekitsune

two devils, one angel, and fate. being a virgin sacrifice wasn’t necessarily on your halloween bucket list for this year.

— ♡︎ —

“can’t think of anyone to bring ‘samu ?” atsumu piqued, osamu is supposed to be the smart one.

the infamous twins had been thinking for some time on who to invite to their annual halloween party.

there were plenty of guests, but they needed someone special for the night.

atsumu’s fucked half of the bimbos from his fan club, meanwhile osamu was never satisfied with any of his groupies.

“well,” he starts. “i have an idea.” the light bulb in his head flickered before finally going off when he thought of the perfect girl. the dainty little college freshman whom he sees walking around campus all dolled up.

“who’s that girl that we always see with sunarin?” he ponders, in attempt to remember your name. atsumu’s eyes lit up when he realized. he knew exactly who his brother was talking about.

osamu really was a genius.

“y/n..” his tone was unsure, but curious nonetheless. osamu shot a finger gun “bingo.” indicating that his atsumu was right on the money. they paused, staring at one another as if they were reading each others minds. twin telepathy surely was a blessing. if they were both thinking correctly it seems like they’ve got a target.

*incoming facetime from; suna rintaro*

“yes suna?” you answer holding the phone above your face. “what’re you doing tomorrow?” the abrupt question never threw you off anymore, it was common for suna taking you on all kinda of spontaneous adventures on and off campus.

“ ‘m not doing anything, gonna watch horror movies and eat candy.” suna eyed you feigning disgust, what lame plans. “absolutely not..” he scoffs, “the twins invited you to their party tomorrow and you’re going.” the miya twins were mutual friends and have been known to throw some awesome ragers from time to time, how could you decline such an offer?

“i don’t have a costume???” honestly you were trying to find any excuse possible to lessen your chances of coming home wasted on halloween night. but suna had a solution to everything, even this. “wear white, i’ll sort out the rest.” he hung up after the condescending message, leaving you to piece together his surprise.

white, the colour of purity and innocence. nothing is innocent about a college party, especially because,

halloween was the one night a year a girl could dress like a total slut, and no one could say anything about it.

a firm knock was set on your dorm room door. “let’s go” his eyes fixated as you opened the door. suna mildly regrets not taking up the twins’ offer to join them on their escapade tonight, especially with the way that dress hugs your body. he quickly releases himself from the dirty thoughts.

“okay, what’s my costume? you said wear white.” suna’s hand rises from his side revealing a halo. makes sense why he told you to wear white now. it wasn’t until you took in his costume that really made you understand his choice.

he’s dressed in a red button up, except the buttons weren’t being used at all. the devil horns stuck in his hair confirmed the unoriginal costume idea. a few days back he mentioned matching costumes with the rest of his fraternity, and if you had to see the rest of them like this, than you were sure that attending this party was worth it.

the house was loud, as much as it was crowded, suna’s hand around your wrist is the only thing preventing you from getting caught in the ocean of people.

“sunarin! we’re over here.” pi kappa alpha (ΠΚΑ) was one of seven frats at your university, and was definitely the hottest. pretty, rich boys with the world at their disposal. everyone knew this but that never stopped girls from clinging onto them, after all osamu’s arms and atsumu’s abs— focus!

“ah, you made it.” osamu exclaimed opening his arms for a particularly tight hug. you hugged all of them, each cologne scent different from the last. “mind if we steal rin for a minute? won’t be long, promise.” atsumu’s tone of voice couldn’t have been more condescending, talking to you so sweet and saccharin. you nodded, shooting the quintet a small smile, before going to find a drink.

“an angel, cute.” atsumu watched your back was you walked away into a crowd of people. all that clouded his thoughts were all the things he wanted to do to you throughout the night. “get yer head intha game. what are the rules?” osamu chuckled, it was no doubt that he was having the same thoughts as his brother. that’s for sure.

“ ‘ts 10:30, whoever can make her cum the most before midnight first wins. unless you fuck her that is.. she’s a virgin so if you manage to to take her virginity you automatically win. get caught and you have to restart.” the night is young and the rules were set, but there was one question unanswered, whats the prize for a game such as this?

money of course. sex and money have been interchangeable for as long as mankind can remember, no difference here. a thousand dollars put up by each member, totalling to five thousand. winner takes all, loser gets nothing. may the best twin win.

atsumu wasted no time following you to the kitchen hearing the laughs from his friends behind. unfortunate for him bokuto caught your attention a little too quickly. he watched the two of you laugh and introduce yourselves to one another. it wouldn’t go on for much longer, not if atsumu could help it.

“bo-kun! do me a favor would’ya?” he said, slinging an arm over your shoulder. “get some more ice for the cooler, ‘ts intha basement.”

in boy world, this was a territorial interaction meaning; get the fuck out of here.

meanwhile in girl world, you didn’t think anything of it.

bokuto cheerfully agreed uttering “nice meeting you!” before sliding past the crowd of people to go fetch that ice.

“cute costume miya.” you look up to see him above your shoulder. he unhooks his arm from your side, leaning up against the counter. “not too bad yourself. you look,” he pauses for a mere few seconds. thoughts of you and how innocent you look plagued his mind, costume doesn’t help either. something in him was excited to taint that, you’d look so much prettier with your makeup smudged and begging him to make you cum, he thought.

“pretty,” he smiled, eyes shifting around your lips, and neck then back to your eyes. “you look really fucking pretty.”

“nights still young, you like games?” you tilted your head at the question. a suspicious question but how could anyone say no to him. “dependsss..” you drag out the word, tone laced with hesitation. this was all one big game, that you unfortunately didn’t know you were apart of, throwing another in the mix couldn’t hurt.

“how do ya feel about suck and blow?”

—♡︎—

suna forcefully offered up kita’s amex for the game, safe to say that he’s not happy about it.

the game rules were simple; suck and blow, on a card that is. pass the card mouth to mouth without dropping it. drop it and make out with the next person in front of everyone and spend an additional 10 minutes in an enclosed space. sounds easy right? it wasn’t a pi kappa alpha party without this tradition, they have a separate room dedicated for games such as these.

you watched intensely as the card made its rounds over and over you successfully received and passed it on. you were also standing between atsumu and bokuto, yikes! the card was making its way back around and like before it was just a matter of sucking and blowing, until you were locking lips with one of the hottest guys on campus. atsumu ‘dropped the card’ by accident, catalyzing the makeout sesh between the two of you.

it’s hot, it’s sloppy, it’s fucking miya atsumu.

you feel his smile on your lips as he slips his tongue in between yours, aiming for your bottom lip. the whooping, and whistling among the group was enough to encourage the egotism within you both to put on a nice show for everyone. your nails intertwining in his undercut, while his arms hug your waist.

“okay okay,” kita pushes, removing the two of you off of each other. “10 minutes, you know the drill.”

the frat brothers exchange a glance, one of many kita has shared with his little since atsumu started college.

the amount of girls that have survived that room, godspeed.

hearing the door close behind you was almost frightening, even after the spectacle you put on for everyone just now. it wasn’t until you took a few steps in you noticed this is a bedroom, not your average stuffy coat closet.

“suna teach you to kiss like that or what?” he teases, watching you stare at him in disbelief. “can’t believe he hasn’t fucked you yet.”

guess i’ll be the first, he thought.

suna? fucking you? confusion was an understatement really. unbeknownst to you they all thought you were sunas secret fuck buddy till he told them you were untouched.

atsumu almost forgot, and the realization ran through his blood with pure mischief. he was ready to get his hands on you and play with his toy of the night.

“let’s have some fun, yea?” he quips, walking towards you. “fun like what?” unintentionally you take a step back, the two of you flowing in a seamless b-line towards the bed as he goes forward and you go back.

“you’re a big girl right? in college now. ya know what big girls do?” his tone was informative signalling that there’s more to his mini monologue. “big college girls…kiss, and suck, and fuck boys.”

the smooth of your calves hit the sheets.

“a-atsumu i’m—” you’re a stuttering mess, and he finds it adorable.

“you’re what?” he mocks, lifting his voice up an octave to replicate you. it was only a matter of seconds before you were pushed onto the bed with his body caging yours beneath him.

it was all happening so fast, it’s not that you didn’t want to but this has never happened before. being stuck in a room with a guy especially an experienced one was never on you to-do list for today.

atsumu’s done this to many girls. he’s used to fucking bitches every week and you were no different. he never looses and he’s damn sure nothing will change that tonight.

“i’ve never done this before…” shame drowns your conscience as you confess what you thought was a secret. little did you know, he knew.

“s’okay,” his lips pecked against your jaw lightly, he could feel how tense you were but curious as well. “just wanna make you feel good, hmm?” you could feel atsumu’s hand creeping between your thighs though his eyes never leaving yours. this look on your face, the look of a virgin, never gets old for him.

the inquisitive look of “maybe it’s not so bad” staring back at him as he pulls your panties to the side running his fingers along your wet folds. you didn’t protest, or squirm, or defy, you just laid there beady eyes staring, legs spread for him awaiting his touch.

simultaneously, his fingers slide into you with ease while sharing a kiss to keep you quiet, earning a soft moan onto his lips. your body can’t help but concentrate at the foreign feeling of someone else other than yourself fingering you. “ahhh—! s-slow down ‘tsumu, too much!”

“no can do angel, got a lot ridin’ on ya.” completely dismissing your feelings, he continues to pump his fingers into your leaking cunt. “hurts..” you whine. “atsumu it hurts!”

“don’t lie ta me pretty, i can feel you clenching ‘round me.” your face flushed at his words, fluttering around his fingers. besides the slight discomfort it felt so fucking good, you really couldn’t get enough of it.

the humiliation you felt hearing the lewd squelching of his digits fingerfucking you was apparent. you watched in awe as he sped up, arm now jackhammering in and out of you at an ruthless pace. “fuckfuckfuck!” you cry, eyes brimming with tears.

atsumu traps your lips in a messy kiss, tasting a mixture alcohol on each others tongues. whines and whimpers escape fall from your lips onto his at the feeling of the coil in your stomach about to break. the euphoria that overcomes your body when your legs begin to tremble, thighs squeezing around his hand, your virgin cunny covers his fingers in sticky cum.

but his assault on your pussy doesn’t stop there, he’s still going; fucking you through your orgasm. “can’t stop there, you can give me another one baby, know you can.”

“no! c-can’t take it! i—” his hand quickly cups around your lips, muffling any sound that dares to come out of your mouth. time’s almost up and atsumu would throw more than a fit if he got caught and had to restart already.

he could feel it again, your pussy clenching around his fingers. atsumu continued at his gruelling pace, with a slick smile on his face. It was so cute seeing you like this, half an hour ago you walked into this party as an innocent little thing, and now he had you exactly where he wanted you — under him with his fingers buried inside of you, on your second orgasm.

“cumming… ‘m cumming—!” you mumble under the weight of his hand, eyes fluttering shut. “atta-fucking-girl angel.” your chest heaved and knees buckled while you creamed on the blondes fingers once more this time at full force, making you see stars before he pulled out of you.

“wasn’t so hard now was it?” he smiled sucking your slick off of his fingers. atsumu is now leading by two points and cocky was an understatement, he can feel himself growing hard watching your body go limp against the sheets. if he had the time, he’d take you right then and there but there was always an opportunity for that.

“make yourself decent before you come out.” was the last thing he said to you, chuckling while the door clicked shut behind him.

get yourself together! the sound of your own voice mentally cursing you was enough to spring you back to your feet, pulling your dress down, and fixing your hair. luckily for you, everyone continued their conversations, dancing, and games as you crept out the room exhaling heavily with relief.

a few eyes lingered, especially kita’s. he peered at you from afar, while atsumu whispered in his ear. he raised the red solo cup with an upward tilt of his head before smirking in your direction, taking a sip from the cup.

frat boys are just the equivalent to mean girls.

hell, it hasn’t even been five minutes and he’s already going around telling everyone. you couldn’t bare to see it really, causing you to relocate somewhere else in the house, the stairs.

you sat on the wooden steps, eyes glued onto your phone screen. the feeling of someone walking down was evident as the hardwood took a dip at the weight, it was osamu.

he pondered, swirling the liquid courage in his hand. how could he get you on his white linen sheets? he thought. osamu smirked at the idea that popped into his head soon after remembering the common denominator between his bed and that dress you’re wearing.

starring at your back from a few steps above, his eyes moveded to suna who was situated mere meters away from where you sat. he feigns tipping his cup, eyes pointing down to where you sat then back to the brunette.

it was genius, if he ruins that pretty little dress of yours you’ll have no choice but to take it off.

“do it.” suna mouthed covering his words with a cupped hand.

the weight of someone walking down the stairs returns after having paused, you didn’t think much of it until alcohol poured down your shoulder and into your bra from above you.

“sorry angel! that was my bad.” osamu quips, downing the rest of his cup.

“you’ve got to be kidding me..”

“relaaax,” he drawls before reassuring that “you can come change up here.”

—♡︎—

osamu scanned his closet looking for one of his old flings’ clothes murmuring, “no-no-no-too big-too small— damn i should call her..” as he looks through the assortment of clothing.

you waited on his bed partly disgusted at the fact that these clothes were equivalent to trophies.

“check that drawer ta’ your left for something.” he gestures a waving hand, pointing to the side table next to his bed.

the drawer was less then helpful, containing: condoms, an agent provocateur set (brand new, mind you), a bottle of dior sauvage, and a miniature plastic bag with two smiley face pills in it.

he has drugs just laying in his room?

“what’re these?” prodding at the drugs you ask, dangling the bag between delicate fingers.

he turns to face you, smirking when he sees what caught your curiosity. “a pretty girl named, molly.” osamu banged a girl with that name now that he thinks about it.

“you guys seriously take these?” eyes narrowing at the tiny pill analyzing it’s appearance, but wanting to know more at the same time. “are they fun?”

osamu closes the closet door, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed. his attention is focused elsewhere when you display genuine interest in the party drug.

“wanna find out?” he asks with the tilt of his head.

fuck around and find out was an understatement, getting fucked after finding out was more accurate really.

“fuuuuck ‘samu..” your manicure runs through silver hair, as he messily laps at your cunt.

every flick of his tongue making your knees buckle, the pleasure was overwhelming your lower half as he teased your clit with the tip his tongue.

you couldn’t get over how good it feels, what was the point of staying a virgin when there’s men who will pleasure you like the miya twins.

“pussy tastes s’good princess.” he mumbles onto you, sending vibrations up your spine, continuing to eat you like you’re his last meal.

he could feel now eager you were to get off, grinding yourself against his face in hopes to chase the orgasmic high that your body was so close to.

the loud noises of his mouth smothered against your pussy and broken whimpers fill up the room.

loud enough for suna to hear through the bedroom door he’s standing on the other side of. he could feel his erection growing, listening to his best friend taint his virgin girl bestie on the most sinister night of the year.

“righthererighthere! ‘m cumming— oh fuck!” the euphoric feelings of the drug in your system enhanced every last nerve running through your veins.

you’re loud, high pitched whines falling from your throat as you throw your head back, eyes shutting tight.

osamu’s face pushed into your cunt with force, nose nudging at your clit. little did the two of you know, the brunette purposely walked into the room with you on the verge of a mind blowing orgasm and osamu’s mouth quite busy.

“you cumming?” suna asks, gripping your face with slender fingers.

your eyes shoot open to see one of his hands planted on the back of osamu’s head pushing his mouth deeper into your pussy, the other holding your face, taunting from above.

“oh yea, you’re fucked.” he taunts, pushing your lips into a kissy face forcefully moving your head from side to side, observing your features.

suna’s done his fair share to know you weren’t all there, your dilated pupils, flushed face and very vulnerable state gave it away.

“don’t be shy, go on. might be ‘samu going to town on ya but your attentions on me, hmm?”

seeing you tweaked out on the verge of your third orgasm of the night really did it for him.

it was torture, watching and hearing the twins have their fun with you meanwhile he had to watch.

absolutely no fair. he’s the reason you even considered coming to the party at all it wouldn’t be all that bad if he used you as a reward for his efforts, now would it?

“rin!!” you whine, “get out! this is embarrassing!”

suna doesn’t bother listening to your protest. he’s already slid his shirt off, unbuckling his belt watching osamu make you cum.

“move it.” he chuckles, tugging at grey locks.

“hey, i had her first.” osamu scoffs at his friends audacity.

“technically atsumu had her first, but it’s my turn. so, are you gonna keep bitchin’ or get your dick sucked while i fuck her?”

the two boys spoke as of you weren’t even there, like you were just an object for them to play with. this wasn’t about the bet anymore. this was about you, and the fact that they’d never get the opportunity to see your tweaked out, legs spread, off molly ever again.

a once in a lifetime opportunity with you in a position to not protest.

suna’s shadow hovered over you, manipulating your body to fit both of them on osamu’s mattress.

hazy eyes stared into his green ones with incoherent mumbles falling from your lips. seeing you fucked out made him want it that much more.

“hang in there for us pretty.” his voice sounding so sincere, meanwhile rubbing the tip of his cock along your slit.

he pushes into you without warning, stretching your cunt around his girth.

“shit..” he hisses through his teeth. “definitely a virgin, fuck.”

“ah—!” your hand flies to his chest in attempt to get him to slow down. “s’too much..”

“none of that,” osamu coos, grabbing your wrist.

you didn’t even notice that he slid his boxers off, smearing precum on your lips like lipgloss.

“hey ‘samu where’s the—” atsumu says, swinging the door open to the lewdest live scene he’s ever seen. “holy hell.”

“are you gonna stare or join?”

sluttsumu 2023

[lavendereyedassassin]

Essentially Essential

@pianocoat held a special writing session recently on the SasuHina Month discord server where participants learned about the “essential scene” in writing. Part of the class was to create an essential scene in 20 minutes. Aside from giving me high anxiety from the surprise exercise, pianocoat was an excellent instructor. 😜 Thank you, pianocoat!- And with that, I present my contribution.

Essential Things

Background:  After Sakura breaks up with Naruto, Hinata attempts to provide him some solace. Although in a stable relationship, Sasuke allows his jealousy to get the best of him, and he starts an argument with Hinata. It has now been days since they’ve last spoken...

~~~~~~~~~~

The silence in the large, empty room is only broken by rhythmic ticking of the second hand of the old grandfather clock.

Sasuke sits on the couch, staring blankly at the tv screen where nothing plays.

He hasn’t seen her in days. Hasn’t heard her voice in so long he begins to hear her in his mind.

“Come eat your dinner, Sasuke,” she breathily whispers in his ear, except she’s not there.

RIIINNNGG

The noise is blaringly loud, interrupting his sulking.

By the second ring he picks up.

“Hello?”

“Sasuke!” The urgent voice on the other end calls out.

“Naruto?”

“Yeah! It’s Hinata. Something’s happened.”

His heart speeds up and fear seizes his body and floods his veins with ice.

“Where is she?” Sasuke demands.

“She’s at the hospital Sakura works. She…”

Sasuke released the phone. No more words needed, and he was gone in a flash.

He drove in a blaze of panic and fury in the dark of night. Blowing past red lights with screeching tires, ignoring the pissed off drivers who cursed and flipped him the bird.

Parking at the entrance of the hospital, uncaring of it being a tow-away zone, he ran through the entrance. Cutting off several other customers in line, he slammed his palms on the receptionist’s desk and gruffly stated, “Hinata. Hyuga.”

“Sir, you’ll have to wait your turn.”

“Get me the room number for Hinata Hyuga or so help me I will-“

“SASUKE!”

Turning abruptly, his anger and panic melted seeing the very person he sought. Rushing to where she stood, all he wanted was to wrap her in his arms, but at the last minute he refrained. Remembering how they left things.

Stopping a comfortable distance away, his eyes scanned her from head to toe, noting nothing out of order.

“What happened?” He asked.

Her eyes turned soft at the thinly veiled worry in his tone. “I was staying with Sakura, and I have not been eating well. Naruto came over to apologize to her and while I was cleaning up, I fainted.”

He let out a deep sigh. “Are you okay?”

Her unexpected caress to his cheek left him feeling undone. She asked, “Are you?”

Relenting, he admitted, “I’ve missed you… and I haven’t been eating well either.”

She smiled.

He grabbed her hand from his face and kissed her palm.

“Sasuke?”

“Mm-hmm…”

“There’s one more thing.”

Pulling her into his arms he said, “I don’t care. I’m just glad you’re okay.”

“Mmm.” She hummed. “Sasuke, we’re going to be parents…”

The End

[kritcalkay]

Long time no see. Started a new short fic. I'm going back into hiding now.

[lady-foss-boss]

Time Travel Pt.2

“Sophie! Sophie, wake up!” A voice said. “Mom!” 

Sophie’s eyes opened, slowly. As she opened, them, two faces were leaning over her, a panicked look on their faces. “Where-what-wh-wha- what happened?”

“You fainted,” One said. Calla. The girl’s name was Calla. Like, Calla that died? No, that couldn’t be right. She didn’t know anyone else named Calla. 

“Oh.” Then she remembered something one of them- Belle- had said when she was still unconcious. Mom. They’d called her mom. “Did you call me mom?”

“Yes. Well, that is who you are, to us.”

“What?” She exclaimed, her eyes widening, and her cheeks flushing red.

“Yeah, mom. Although, you don’t look much like her. She’s got a nice face. All I can see on yours are those dark circles,” Calla told her, bluntly.

“That’s not very nice.” Sophie looked around the room. “Well, how did you get here, then? Did you lightleap?”

“Time travel.”

“Excuse me?”

“Yeah. It’s my ability. I guess something about your weird genetics and dad’s super powerful ones merged together, and made this. A time traveler.”

“Oh. Who is your father?” Belle and Calla looked at eachother, and then whispered something. Sophie caught bits of it. “Influence” “Forkle” “Silveny” “Aunt” “Biana” “Grandma” “Evil” and “Mom” but they didn’t make any sense. 

“We don’t know if we should tell you or not, after all, it might influence your decision. So, we’ve decided, why don’t you get all the crew over here, and we’ll go from there,” Calla informed her. 

“No, no, just tell me. Please, I have to know.” Something in her gut told her she knew who it was. He was always there for her. He was cute, handsome, even. There’d even been moments when- maybe- she’d thought there was something between them. But she didn’t know for sure. 

“Sorry, mom. We can’t.”

“Please?” She felt her mind aching to reach into theirs, read theirs, have them tell who she was going to marry, have these kids with. 

“Not yet. Later, we promise. Now get all our family over here.”

“Are you all related?” 

“We, mom. But yes, techinically. I’ll tell you who Aunt Biana, Uncle Tam, Aunt Linh end up with if you listen carefully and promise not to tell.” 

Sophie nodded. 

“Well, Uncle Tam and Aunt Biana. They’ve got a son. We call him Ken, but his whole name is Kenric Forkle Song.” 

“Really?”

“Yeah, really. They love eachother so much-”

“No, no. I mean, Tam came back?”

“It took a bit. After the war. He was a spy, though. Tried to make everyone think that he was with the Neverseen, except you, mom. You guys talked all the time. Sometimes you joke that if dad wasn’t so into you, and you into him, you might’ve fallen for Uncle Tam.”

“What?”

“I know, right? I can’t picture it either. But I guess a war and a lot of late-night talks build a relationship, even a friendly one.”

“Mmm. How about Dex?”

“Well... I don’t know...”

“Is he your father?”

“No! No. Just, we already said a lot about Uncle Tam and Aunt Biana. We might’ve changed everything too much already.”

“I won’t tell. I promise. Unless it comes up in our cognate training.”

“Okay, fine.”

And so the two girls began to tell her about everything that happened, excluding their father.

But Sophie thought she knew who it was.

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You Were Right All Along (My Dearest Sherlock sequel) by Splendidly Sarah (Rated M, Incomplete, Multi-Chapter) Post Reichenbach, Pregnancy ff.net 2012

[imdhens]

#DalagangPilipina #BagongDarna #dennisMcuadraWorks #RatedK @missuniverse @catriona_gray @clintbondad #missuniverse #catrionagray #darna https://www.instagram.com/p/BwdGg8aDwS8/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=188dmrdic04ba

[pumpmyk2018-blog]

Please watch my sister's episode on Rated K tonight 8:30pm April 7, 2019 #PainFreeForEthel ---Patrick Estrada (Pump my Kicks Founder/Owner) You need to know about the story behind the viral video of Nanay Ethel. S’ya yung may terminal bone cancer pero pinilit parin maka-attend sa graduation ng kanyang matalino ng anak. Maghanda na kayo ng panyo para sa luha. Rated K, mamayang 8:30 pm ABSCBN Channel 2 #PangRatedKYan #RatedK https://www.instagram.com/p/Bv8_BpfAyUf/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1jl4scis8ck22

[sluttsumu]

high for this - zayne

i just can’t stop thinking about dr. zayne.

personally i love a man with a phd but something about him is so inviting. behind that stoic demeanour is a stone cold freak, a pleasure dom if you will.

zayne is the best partner really; who else would be suitable enough to turn you out, other than a man whose studied the human body his entire career.

—

“no moreeee—” you drag, knees buckling around the vibrator he held right on your clit.

you’d been going at this for 30 minutes, and this little experiment of his is driving you nuts.

seeing how much he can repeatedly make you cum had been on his mind, he couldn’t help but put it to the test in the most efficient way.

“another one,” he repeated for about the fifth time. “you can give me another one sweetheart.”

he watched how your body reacted, how your breath hitched, voice cracked, muscles spazz, even they way you beg for him to stop just to want more in the end. it was quite analytical for him, but that’s just what comes with the job.

“i— ah— gonna cum, fuck! ‘m gonna cum— again..”

your incoherent babbles put a small smirk on his face, not that you can see it considering he’s seated behind you, toying with your pretty pussy in his lap.

“high on all that dopamine,” a slender hand reaches to your throat squeezing just enough to make you feel a little dizzy. “let’s give you some more yea? since you’ve been so good for me.” the euphoric bliss of reduced blood flow, and lack of oxygen to the brain — or more commonly known as asphyxiation.

you could feel the tightness in your head as your eyes roll back, a single tear streaming down the side of your cheek as your hips bucked, cumming for the fifth time in his lap.

as long as zayne had you in his grasp he’d give you the best orgasms until you found your favourite way to cum for him.

© SLUTTSUMU 2023

[lavendereyedassassin]

My very first artwork reveal, for SasuHina Month 2022, I present Amae (Rated K)...

This is my Day 1 and Day 13 submissions with the following prompts:

Day 1

Aienkien (Japanese)

“A mysterious attraction that unites two people.“

Amae (Japanese)

“To fall into the arms of your loved one.”

and

Day 13

Kyoka suigetsu (Japanese)

“Subtle and profound beauty that cannot be described in words.”

Mamihlapinatapei (Yagan)

“The wordless, meaningful look shared by two people who both desire to initiate something, but are both reluctant to do so.”

I felt like this drawing really captures all the elements from these two days but they specifically focus on a meaningful look after falling into the arms of your loved one. I hope you enjoy!

XOXO Lavender Eyed Assassin (aka LEA)

[swanqueen-fanfic]

Hi! Could you help me find a fic? It's a really long one shot, a few years old. There's a party at Granny's, and everyone is there. Emma forgot her glasses, and she was out of contacts, and she can't see well. Neal pesters her and asks her to consider getting back together. She goes up to him, and tells who she thinks is Neal that she was willing to try for Henry. But because she's like blind, she's actually talking to Regina and she kisses her and Regina is all happy because she loves Emma

I believe that’s An Easy Mistake byLiveLoveLikeMe! :)

[duncmattjames]

ABS-CBN's Ayos Ka Kid Halloween Family Fair Year 3 in Starmall Alabang last Oct 26, 2019 with Ms Dyan Castillejo. Thanks John and Khyze Tomas for this opportunity Yours truly as Captain America Rollan Blardz as Thor John Bernabe as Ironman Lulu Dk / Josh Kalagayan as Spiderman Amalthea Corvus as Black Widow #ironman #thor #blackwidow #spiderman #captainamerica #avengers #avenger #theavenger #ironmancosplayer #hero #superhero #ultron #ageofultron #theavengers #avengersendgameph #superheroes #cosplay #Marvel #marvelph #Magnetosphera #SportsUnlimited #Matanglawin #RatedK #ABSCBN #DyanCastillejo (at Starmall Alabang) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4UPQyNHYHt/?igshid=wjzykynszqq4

[miz-joelys-sherlollilists]

Latest & Greatest Sherlollbrary Additions Retro Style 06/07/20

There are a LOT of fics out there that I never added to the sherlollbrary because they didn’t fit any of the trope categories. And there are a lot that I just plain missed adding over the years. So be prepared for a bunch of “latest & greatest” additions that are actually more like Oldies but Goodies!

Untitled (Molly has amnesia) by conchepcion (Rated K+, One-Shot) Amnesia tumblr 2014

My Medea by Silberias (Rated M, Complete, Multi-Chapter) Songfic, Parentlock ff net 2012

I'll Have What She's Having (When Harry Met Sally AU) by floosilver8 (Rated M, Complete, Multi-Chapter) Ad/Crossover AO3 2014

Stay With Me by dksanm (Rated T, Complete, Multi-Chapter) S3: Matters Most AO3 2014

Who Knows Them Better? by 13girlsrule (RatedK+) Married Sherlolly, Parentlock ff.net 2014

[imdhens]

#DalagangPilipina #BagongDarna #dennisMcuadraWorks #RatedK @missuniverse @catriona_gray @clintbondad #missuniverse #catrionagray #darna #picsart https://www.instagram.com/p/BwUHRRIj-Ii/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1vzy77czgyg03