#Lotus plays god

[lotus-pear]

I can tell you're a writer because in your most recent Soukoku post, the choice of wording for the caption actually has a double meaning and I'm just now realizing it...and that's what makes it all the more gut-wrenching.

"In love with tragedy" at first glance is referring to Chuuya falling for Dazai despite his untimely and deliberate demise, resulting in Chuuya's incarceration and detainment. Dazai is the tragedy because he is doomed by the narrative, even despite Chuuya's love. But that's where the second meaning comes in. Dazai is the one that is in love with tragedy, because despite his efforts the facade that he so carefully puts up shatters around him, making him realize that fate is inevitable and this is how it will always be. No world will have a happy ending as long as Dazai is in it. That is his fate. The ferverous obsession that borderlines infatuation to change the narrative is reflected in the caption.

Anyway if you couldn't tell I'm super obsessed with your piece and I actually love all of your art sm :)

OH THIS IS SUCH A GOOD ANALYSIS OH MY GOD........thank you for taking the time to type this you're so correct and real and true for this anon. also fun fact i am NOT a writer but i am an artist so that comes pretty close i would say

[piccolocervo]

Cheng Yi in Danmei Roles

Wei Ying (The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation)

Xie Lian (Heaven Official's Blessing)

Shen Qiao (Thousand Autumns)

[ladynicte]

I have always imagined that The Lotus Hotel and Casino is like a sacred place of Dyonisus or at least like sponsored and protected by him in some way.

And my personal headcanon is that maybe it was invented for Dyonisus to avoid sending his children to Camp and eventually to Quests and War.

And the eternal party and fun is a sort of worship of Dyonisus that eventually completely warps the mind to those who don't share his bloodline.

(Also, my way of relating this back to Nico, is that I like to think Dyonisus grows to be pretty fond of the Demigods who actually stay at The Casino and can see through the Mist, so Dyonisus already appreciated Nico cuz of all the decades he and Bianca spent at the Casino, even though Nico himself can't quite remember it.)

[cogandstar]

i think my favorite moment from all three games is the termite speech in VLR (though it has many close contenders, such as "He knew because I knew" in 999 and "It was you, Delta" in ZTD). as i said when i first got to it, it's probably the most human-positive "humans are like insects" speech i've ever seen, and i really like that combo. less "humans are like insects in that we are weak and pathetic" and more "humans are like insects in that we construct things that, though beyond us, are beautiful."

like. we may not know what we make. we may not be able to glimpse more than a small part of it. we may not understand that it is anything exceptional. but, still, it is tremendously beautiful.

god i love these games

[bucketofcrows]

okay so i played through the first two Zero Escape games and i have mixed feelings about them. but then i start playing the third game and it’s like. how did they drop the ball on character designs so hard. the designs in the first two were pretty good but how did they end up with the most generic looking cast of characters for the third game

[aaronymous999]

I am hopelessly tempted to make a Zero Escape rewrite in some way… or at least throw ideas at a headcanon board of things I have accepted as canon in my interpretation.

999 is pretty good and I wouldn’t change much about it besides removing some weird anime stuff I’m not a fan of and making Ace’s motives ( haha funny ) more complex than what it is in game because in game it’s a little…? Also give Lotus a shirt… and remove all the weird orientalist stuff the story would not change at all.

VLR is such a good game as well but there are a few plot holes 😭 although tbh they could be fixed by just moving around a few reveals and tweaking a few things? For example, having the characters note that things feel more light and that they feel more weird when moving. If they reveal the radical-6 thing a little earlier the characters could presume that they’re all infected and that that’s a side effect. And then at the end their processing speed is explained and their worries about their strange movement and lightness of objects by the twist at the end. Also just. Change Sigma’s character design. Get rid of the weird eye thing he has because that’s one part where I’m like “okay. He would definitely notice that.” And maybe I don’t know, just change some materials in the facility so that they aren’t reflective? Instead of the puddle at the end have Akane give Sigma a mirror and have one of the characters note the lack of reflective surfaces. This may be a bit of a cop out but it’s the only way the twist really works? Also I know some people make the point that other characters would describe Sigma’s appearance to him… but they literally do that in the game and honestly if Sigma is just too stupid to not understand it tbh ( he is, he’s trying his best! Don’t make fun of him! ) and getting rid of the weird thing he has on his eye he wouldn’t really have any features that other characters would describe out of nowhere. There’s two old men characters so they wouldn’t just say “the old man” when referring to him, he looks awfully similar to Junpei so his only defining feature in this case would be his clothing, which is the same as when he was kidnapped. Sigma never really asks questions ( at least ones that are answered ) when others point out his age, frankly pretty obviously. He just assumes they’re making fun of him, and I enjoy Sigma slander so I think in my rewrite that exists in my mind the characters would just, make fun of him more so it all sort of blends together. Other than that main twist stuff there’s not a lot of issues in the game besides the character designs. ( Alice… Clover… looking at you two ) and character inconsistencies. Sometimes, Alice especially acts incredibly out of character and it can make her incredibly unlikable when she’s not intended to be. Also a lot of the characters just, leave in some bad endings when realistically they wouldn’t. I do love how the game gives you a lot of choices and different endings but for some characters, like K I couldn’t imagine leaving everyone behind, or Clover leaving without Alice, etc. This could honestly be fixed just by rewriting these endings, I do also think it’s inconsistent that Sigma gets tackled when leaving and no one else does, which is often pointed out. Honestly all of these could be solved by rewriting the scenes, or merging these endings with the main timeline, and just having it so that in some cases, picking the other option doesn’t lead to a game over, it just leads to one character being tied up for a lot of that path or them just… being a good person and not leaving the facility. That’s about it with my critique for VLR and what I would change.

God I cannot talk about ZTD right now. It would be so difficult to rewrite that game to be something on par or just under the quality of the former games, while keeping the main structure of the game and it’s twists. I am willing to admit that I am not a good enough writer to do that.

[couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name]

see for a moment with ares telling the kids to 'play their cards right' and them only refering to it as the lotus casino (no hotel), I thought they might do something funny where hermes would be like 'I'll help if you can beat me, the god of gamblers, at a game' and percy would reveal he's a crazy good card shark bc he's watched gabe lose play poker so many times, and he wins. but ALAS.

[nina-ya]

niiiiina :> for your ask game please 11, 64 and 52 as in was so ridiculous, it made you laugh instead of :(

Ask Game

11. favorite myth?

The myth of orpheus and eurydice!! idk its a beautiful story and I always find myself drawn to any content related to the myth I adore AUs that surround it

64. whats the best thing you can cook?

TRES LECHES. Thats baking idc thats the best thing I can make!! I have a recipe memorized and every family function

52. What's the best hate anon you've ever received?

I answered this before but ill go into more depth here hehe. so, I've never gotten hate like directed towards me but a friend of mine had a crazy psycho going into inboxes and sending hate on behalf of her and I got I think 2 asks total and they were both along the lines of like "Why are you friends with this person?" "Has this person killed themselves yet?" and both times I was just like *insert huh cat* LMAOOO fucking wild that made me giggle cause why did they think i'd ever entertain that

[hoshigray]

Satoru and Suguru having a competition over who can impregnate their sweet shared lover first, please?

𝐚. 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: oh my goodness???....you got my attention.

⊹ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: Geto + Gojo x fem! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - canon divergence; implied geto is still a jujutsu tech sorcerer - satosugu taking turns with you - kissing; making out - lotus (geto) + eagle (gojo) positions - breeding kink - scratching - multiple orgasms - unprotected sex (psa: wrap it up, of get tf up) - cervix fucking - creampies - clitoral play (swiping) - pet names (angel, baby, my love, pretty girl, princess, sweetheart) - humor - mention of drool + heavy depictions of come/semen.

⊹ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.1k

“Oooh—Haahh! Ohhh, God, Suguu, y’ feel so good…!”

“You feel good, too, princess...Hgghh! Shit, Y/n—“

“Yo, can you hurry it up? You know I’m not a patient guy, Suguru.”

Gojo sucks his teeth while watching you get it on with Geto. It was one of those nights when they’d come home and surprise you together. Usually, one would be assigned longer shifts or missions (that one mostly being Gojo), and the other would return home to eat dinner and sleep with you. But there would be those days when they’d arrive home in unison and try to do whatever they can to have you enjoy these rare moments with all three of you.

Sometimes, it would be Gojo taking you guys to some delicious café that sells parfaits that you’d probably like or Geto having the idea to have lunch at the park and enjoy the sun together. But, of course, there’d be those days when simply being inside the apartment, talking about each other’s day, watching a random movie, and then snoring while spooning would suffice. Because it doesn’t matter what they choose to do; all three of you being at the same place is always the best!

Tonight, however, was one of those nights where they’d pull you aside, drown you in kisses and gropes, and carry you to the bedroom for a more intimate occasion. For tonight, Geto and Gojo wanted to fuck you in the hopes you’ll be with child. And what better way for the two best friends to go about such an eventful issue than by a competition to see who can fill you up the most? 

Suguru has you propped on his crossed lap, your arms wrapped around his neck, and his hands kneading your asscheeks as you bounce on his cock and wail out his name in pretty notes. This was about the third round of the night, your cunt wet and filled with both Geto’s and Gojo’s cum. The fluids stream down with every jump of your hips from the base of his girth to his balls, the sounds of your union so filthy with the groans and moans that bounce around the bedroom walls. 

Geto sighs and burrows his chin into your shoulder. “Hahhh, oh, stop your crying, Satoru. You finished your turn and didn’t hear me heckle while you and Y/n were doing it.”

The white-haired man grunts with more complaints, to Geto’s dismay. “Yeah, well, I’m not the one who takes longer to finish,” he persists, even if his raven-haired friend frowns. “I don’t want you to be the reason my dick falls asleep.”

“Tch, what you should be worrying about is finishing too quickly when it’s your turn. You act like being faster is better…Heh, maybe you can’t handle Y/n better than I do.”

“You son of a—“

“Hey now,” you’re the one who mediates the growing childish tension between your husbands, turning your face to lock Gojo in a spell with your gorgeous, hooded eyes. “Be nice, Toru; it’s Sugu’s turn now, so you can have me however you want when we’re done here, okay?”

Like a heart-struck fool, pink shades creep into the helix of Gojo’s ears as he happily complies with your request. “Okay, my princess.”

Geto rolls his eyes at his friend’s display; what a total loser. As if he has room to talk because once you turn back to face him and kiss his cheek, his breath hitches. “Come on,” you whisper. “Don’t let him ruin your fun.”

The dark-haired one chuckles before claiming your lips with his, “Wouldn’t dream of it, angel.”

As you two kiss, you rock your hips more to create a steady rhythm on top of Geto. His girth stretches your vagina nicely, and with his pulsing veins, you can feel them rub on the velvety texture of your inner walls. It’s good that the pace is at a respectable tempo, allowing you to feel him at your wits and pleasure truly.

But the best part of this position is how easy it is to stimulate your clitoris. Every time you rock your hips against Geto’s, the bulb rubs against his body and has your frame jolting. It feels so fucking good, having your cunt stuffed with his girth member and graze your walls deliciously while your precious button is being pressed.

The pacing soon goes in sync, his subtle thrusts as you bounce your ass on him while kissing. Your mewls are taken by his hungry lips, sucking on your tongue to evoke more cute noises, your hand coming to the back of his head to massage and grab strands of his onyx hair. He’s so romantic with you and your body, the position making this intimacy so much more personal. Your chasm frequently clamps on his cock when you pull your waist up, making the man below you hiss at the grip.

He breaks the kiss, “Shit, you tighten around me so nicely…”

“Really?” You giggle, laying more kisses on his cheek and ears. It sends shivers down his spine. 

“—Khhh, damn it, I can’t...” Suddenly, Geto thrusts upwards in a faster notion, and you scream to hold on quickly and follow his cadence. “Fuck, you feel too amazing, sweetheart…!” You can’t reply to him appropriately; your only responses are narrowed down to high-pitched whines and squeals. His hands wrap around your back to keep your body close as he chases his climax, his hot face melting with the sweat of your shoulder while he pushes his cock to meet your cervix. “Hmng! Hmmnn, I’m gonna cum, baby…!”

“Ohooo, me too, Sug’ruu, me—Tahhh! Ohhh, Jesus…!” Your clit keeps bumping onto Geto, your nerves getting activated with every rut. Shaky moans leave your puffy lips, and your hand scratches his back at every jab of your delicate cervix. You bring him in for another kiss – this one a lot more rushed and steamy – and your orgasm hits you both from the erratic speed of your hips.

You two sigh heavily into each other’s mouths, your body sinking into Geto’s gentle hold as his cock ejaculates his semen into your throbbing slit. His hands massage your back while his pelvis rolls to grind his dick and have your walls clench onto him more.

With a soft sound, you remove your lips from his, smiling gently while you brush his bangs off to view his left eye. “You love to finish strong, Sugu.”

He chuckles before kissing your nose. “Can’t help it if you drive me crazy, my love—“

“Alright, round’s over!” 

Before Geto knows it, Gojo’s already on the bed, yanking you off his best friend’s lap and laying you down with your back to the sheets. He voices his discontent, trying not to appear too upset. “Excuse you? Can’t let me have a moment?”

“Nope!” He shoves a middle finger to Geto’s face, and the black-headed one almost pops a vessel. “I practically went limp after watching you two for so long. So obverse from the side and let me have my fun.”

“So annoying,” Geto mumbles under his breath, yet the milky-haired one chooses not to listen with a huff and places all his attention on you.

“Now,” Gojo turns to you with half-lidded cerulean eyes, a smile beaming too much that his dimples show up. He spreads your legs to evince your messy chasm; Geto’s come spilling down to the crevice of your butt as he massages your inner thighs. Fuck, so fucking nasty, it had him bite his lip. “You ready for more of me, baby?”

You titter, bringing your legs up your chest and spread to a V-shape. “Yes, Toru, thank you for being patient.”

He snickers while pushing his glans to meet your soapy folds, humming when the excessive come lubes your labia sufficiently for his cock to be inserted. The hug of your walls makes him moan, and you jerk as his left curve scratches the plush itch. “Fuuuuck, so warm and tight for me, baby.” 

His arms support your legs in the air, and the position allows him to initiate with slow thrusts. Your purr at his movements; the curve has you howl with every push, stretching your pussy when he propels himself into you and rubs the upper wall of your vagina. Oh God, feels so fucking good…

You peer to where his dick is plunging into your cunt, silently awing at the mussy display of cum ringing around the base of his shaft and stringing to where your folds are. Holy shit, you chew on your bottom lip and move a hand to finger your clit, silently howling at the swipes you dance around your bud. “OhhhGod, hmmmm, right there…”

Gojo looks down and sees what you’re doing, and he chuckles, “Shit, you enjoying yourself, pretty girl? Hmm?” He ruts into you with sudden haste, and an abrupt hit to your cervix has you almost choking on air. “Like being filled up, huh?”

“Ahhh, y–yesss, I lov—Mmmph!!” He grinds his pelvis down, drilling his length deep inside to scuff your smooth walls. “I love y’r dick so much, Satoruuu…!”

“Awww, look at you playing with yourself,” the view excited him more, increasing his speed to pound into you. You cry out at the poke of your cervix, clamping onto him in response. “Ahhhh, there it is,” he coos while adding more weight onto you, making his rocks precise where he wants to hit. More shrieks fly out your lips, “Wanna be bred so bad, princess? Want me to fill you up again?”

Your head aches, ears ringing from the sloppy sounds of his dick rutting inside you, his balls smack your grundel with every push. “Ahhnn, mmoohhh, ye’sss,” you whisper.

“C’mon, angel, let me hear you.” Gojo places his forehead on your sweaty one, azure eyes examining your expression in a haze. “You want—Nnngh! Fuck…Want me to fuck a baby into you, yeah? Make you a mama? ”

“Yess, ’Toru, yesss!! Give me y’ur babiess, make me all fat and full!!”

“Heh, good, pretty girl; so good for—Khhckk!! Shit, shit, I’m gonna cum…” He brings his lips to yours, moaning to the kiss with you while his hips turn up to a volatile rate. Your whimpers are sucked and drunk by him, your eyebrows furrowed from the cyclical hits to your cervix and rubbing on your silky tunnel.  

Your arms come around to his shoulders, beckoning him to deepen the kiss as your body gets ready for the orgasm that hits you like a train. Trembles climb up your frame, whines muffled, and drool slips out your mouth down to your chin. Your cunt contracts around his length, milking him into his own release and filling you with his essence, adding to the pile that squelches and trickles down to the sheets beneath you. 

Gojo nibbles on your lip as he pumps every last bit of his load into you, his tongue twirling with yours until he removes his face from yours. He smiles, dimples greeting you with disheveled strands of snow-white hair sticking to his forehead. Too distracted by his charm for him to sneak in more harsh thrusts to your aching frame. 

You gasp aloud, “—Ohooo! Satoru, nooo! I’m too sensitive nowww..!!”

“Mmmm, sorry, princess,” an apology with a smile doesn’t match, placing a kiss on your forehead as you wail for him while he ruts into your vulnerable slit. “You just feel too good, can never get enou—Owwww!!”

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Witness to the entire thing, Geto smacks Gojo with a house slipper before pulling him off you and throwing him to the side. The blue-eyed man looks at the other with an annoyed face. “I should be asking you the same thing, you psycho; what’s with the assault!?”

“Did you forget? Your turn is up,” indigo eyes narrow with a dark glint. “So why are you still moving?”

“Oh, quit yapping, giant earlobes! Can’t a guy squeeze in a few more before I get off…Or what, you scared I’d make them pregnant first? Your frail soldiers can’t compete with mine, is that it?” 

“Hah, you tell me, blue-eyed snowflake; you’re the one still trying to fuck into them like you’re afraid your load isn’t enough. Poor guy; can’t be a sore loser too early, now.”

“Choke on my dick!”

“You first.”

The two bicker back and forth while you observe, unable to find the right cue to intervene as you’re still in a daze. You sit on your side, feeling the liquids inside you exit your frame and slide down your thighs.

As they fight, you remember that you had forgotten to tell them that you took a birth control pill earlier today after they texted about returning home together. It wasn’t until after dinner that they said they wanted to try and fuck and fill you to the brim, practically dragging you to the room before you could utter a word to them about the contraceptive.

…Oh well, surely they don’t mean to have a baby right this moment. Plus, there will be other times! So, for now, you watch your husbands argue before you while shaking your head with a smile.

requests/thirsts are open hehe~ 🧸

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[lotusmonkey]

You'd probably main one of the shorter characters in mario kart. Doesnt have to be a mario character, just as long as theyre in mario kart

SEAGULL WHEEZE /POS

Bestie it's been so long since I've played Mario Kart I miss it so much, hOWEVER, I think I used to main Peach or Daisy!

[sovaharbor]

im sorry i hit 2 headshots at close range when THREE fucking people were swinging on me at the same time and i nearly top fragged the entire game until our jett stopped being annoying GOODBYEEEEEE i peaked for the day and im stopping here

[tendercoretroglodyke]

that was one of the most beautiful episodes of tv i've ever seen.

[pocketseizure]

TofK Ganondorf Design Notes

The character design for the Ganondorf who appears in Tears of the Kingdom is extremely interesting. This is just speculation, but I don’t think he’s dressed like a villain.

The golden ornaments on Ganondorf’s topknot, chest, arms, and ankles reference the common portrayal of Fudō Myōō, one of the most widely venerated deities in Japanese Buddhism. Fudō was originally a minor Hindu deity called Acalanātha, who is an avatar of the wrath of Shiva, the god who destroys so that new life may emerge.

Like Fudō, Ganondorf wears long hair bound into a topknot, golden sandals, and loose pants gathered at the knee. These are sartorial traces of Fudō’s South Asian origins, and they serve to connect Ganondorf to the Gerudo of Ocarina of Time and Breath of the Wild, whose designs are inspired by various cultures along the ancient Silk Road.

Fudō was especially venerated by the warriors of Japan’s medieval period, so perhaps it’s fitting that Ganondorf’s costume alludes to the dress of medieval warlords. His robe, with its embroidered hem, crimson lining, and golden sleeve weights, would have been extremely expensive to create and would only be worn by a wealthy domain lord.

The matte black of Ganondorf’s outer robe is an indicator of high rank, as is its colorful interior. Toward the end of the medieval period, black robes were sewn with gorgeous inner linings in order to demonstrate wealth, power, and prestige. To me, Ganondorf’s robe reads as something that would be worn by Oda Nobunaga, one of Japan’s most notorious warlords.

What’s interesting about Ganondorf’s design is that he doesn’t come off as a deity or a warlord. A god would have no need for such a sumptuous robe, while a lord would not reveal his skin or wear sandals. I’m strongly reminded of the sort of rōnin famously played by Toshiro Mifune in The Seven Samurai, a skilled but aging warrior who retains his dignity despite his debased circumstances.

Ganondorf’s lower torso is wrapped in a haramaki to reinforce his core strength, and his right arm is bare so he can wield his sword without impediment. These are both very human touches, as is the cloth covering his shins and soles so that his skin doesn’t chafe. A more godlike character would not need these concessions, and a more aristocratic character would not bother with them.

In previous games, Ganondorf was covered from chin to toe in ornate armor or belted robes, signifying a lack of openness and vulnerability. Meanwhile, the Ganondorf of Tears of the Kingdom literally bares his chest as he reveals a number of contradictions. He is ornamented yet barefoot, and his regal black robe has been peeled back to showcase a bright lotus pattern.

Even despite his stern frown and clenched fists, I don’t feel that Ganondorf is visually coded as a villain… or, at least, he doesn’t seem completely inhuman.

[lotus-pear]

YAAAAAYYYY ITS FINALLY HERE!!! ty guys sm again for 5k i rly appreciate it <3

rules and guidelines under the cut!

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[borathae]

↳ Full Art

"You both had a stressful day and relax with a warm bath. Soon the tension gets too much and you decide to do something about it."

Pairing: husband!Yoongi x f.Reader

Genre: married life!AU, Slice of Life Smut

Warnings: switch!Yoongi, switch!Reader, sharing of a bath, making out, lots of touches, nipple play for both, neck kisses, grinding, some dirty talk, praise, he keeps calling her beautiful :'), lotus position, cumming too soon (f. receiving), hair pulling (m. receiving), rimjob with him bend over the edge, handjob, he is just a devoted hubby who loves his wifey oh so much, she loves him just as much <3

Wordcount: 3.6k

a/n: boongles won the poll. you besties have spoken and i am here to deliver <3 i love this lil dude so much, you guys :(🤍 ps: i'm sorry for the delay, life got all too much and i didn't have the energy to finish it in time :(

Yoongi is relaxing in the bathtub when you disturb his precious peace. 

“There you are.”

Yoongi peels one eye open, watching you undress without saying anything. You are talking as you get more and more naked, blind to his rather annoyed state.

“I literally had the weirdest day ever. First the bus driver refused my cash so I had to call a cab instead, then I went to work and nothing happened but then at lunch, I went to Nukim and my card declined. I had to run to the nearest ATM to get more money and broke my heel on the way back. So with one broken shoe and lots of embarrassment I had to continue working and now I’m cold because it’s really windy all of a sudden and I didn’t bring a coat. Oh wow, the water’s so nice. Mhm.”

And you are inside the bath, facing him. 

He is still looking at you with only one eye, tapping his fingers on the edge of the tub. You finally let the situation sink in. He has a glass of whisky by his side and the candles burning. His favourite album to relax to is running in the background. 

“Did you wanna be alone?” 

“No, go ahead. I was just trying to catch a quiet hour”, he says sarcastically.

“I am so sorry. God, I didn’t think. I can leave again if you want me to.”

He dismisses you with a shake of his head, peeling himself off his comfortable position to kiss your cheek.

“Stay. It’s fine.”

“Really? I wouldn’t want to ruin your Me Time.”

“It’s fine. You’re already in the water now. I hope you don’t mind me being quiet though.” 

“No, go ahead. Some quiet will do me well too.” 

Yoongi relaxes again, picking up his glass of whiskey to take a sip. He enjoys it on his tongue, then swallows it with his eyes closing and his head falling back. He keeps both arms under water, relaxing his facial muscles.

You settle back as well, closing your eyes with a sigh. You feel comfortable in relaxing because you know that Yoongi was honest with you. He doesn’t mind that you are here because if he was, he would have told you. You had him telling you to leave him alone a few times in the past, so if he had minded he would have told you. He is honest like that, just as you are always honest with him. It’s what makes your marriage so nice and healthy.

You finish his relaxation album in silence and then Yoongi breaks it by moving around. You open your eyes. He is using his phone, bending over the edge of the bathtub this way. You try not, but still stare. He is sticking out his butt, giving view to his part most private. It looks so pretty and pink. You get glimpses of his balls as well. The warm water made them just as pink. You really want to run your tongue over him. 

Yoongi settles back down after picking out the next album, meeting your eyes.

“Oop”, you let out, looking to the side quickly. 

“Did you just ogle me?” 

“No?” you lie with a nervous chuckle.

Yoongi cocks up his brow.

“Maybe”, you confess, lowering your head, “sorry, I couldn’t resist.”

“You’re so dirty sometimes”, he mumbles and relaxes again, closing his eyes.

Now that this conversation is over, you need a few moments to relax as well. You don’t have dirty thoughts per say, but you still don’t want to settle back anymore. The twenty minutes of silence you shared before were already enough to bring you down and now you are craving conversation. But you know better than to disturb him. So you are left gawking at him and wishing for time to pass quicker. 

You stay like this for four songs and then Yoongi sits up to drink. He meets your eyes, covering his chest.

“Why are you staring so much?” he whines.

“Sorry, I don’t know. I guess I got bored.”

“And staring at me is fun?” 

“Immensely actually. You’re really pretty.” 

He scoffs and looks away, reaching for his whiskey. He settles back, drinking it with his eyes racing over your face. He swallows, sits up and gets close. Like this, your thighs are touching and he can run his hand down your waist.

“Your eyes are gonna get stuck if you stare that much”, he whispers with a playful gleam in his eyes.

“No, they won’t”, you chuckle, “you doofus.” 

He chuckles lazily and sips his whiskey. You look at his lips as he does it. He swallows, licks his lips, enjoying the attention with a fluttering pulse. 

“Do you want a sip?” 

You nod your head. 

Yoongi hands you his glass, staring at your lips as you drink from it. You swallow, following it up with a grimace. He laughs, brushing the back of his hand down your cheek.

“You’re cute.”

“It’s good, it’s just strong.”

“Mhm yeah definitely. I felt like it today. Work was stressful.”

“I already figured. Do you want to rant?” 

“Nothing happened. It was just really stressful and left me with a headache.”

“Oh no, I’m sorry. Do you want me to massage you?”

He dismisses you with a shake of his head, “it’s already gone. It was strong when I came home, but it’s gone now.” 

“I’m glad”, you say and rub his arms.

Yoongi finishes his whiskey, putting his glass aside before returning to you. He places both hands on your waist, kneading it gently. 

“Your day was weird, you said?”

“Yeah, really weird. So many annoying things happen.”

“Mhm, they sound annoying. Do you still have your shoes?”

“Yeah, they’re broken by the door. I thought maybe you could take a look at them.”

“I’ll take a look at them.”

“Thank you so much, honey.”

“Of course.”

“Did you have dinner already?”

“Not yet, I wasn’t hungry. You?”

“No, I thought maybe we could cook together. You know, with it being Friday and us having no work tomorrow.”

He smiles with his eyes, nodding his head, “I’d like that”, he says and looks at your lips. He rubs the side of your neck, gazing oh so longingly.

The attention makes your heart race. You touch his shoulders, waiting for him to make the next move.

“You’re so beautiful”, he speaks softly, caressing your cheek just once before returning to your neck.

“Oh wow.” Your heart flutters. “You’re so beautiful too, my honey.”

His eyes soften more. 

“May I?” he asks.

“What do you want to do?” 

“Kiss you.”

“Oh. Yeah, you can kiss me.”

Yoongi leans in, getting lost in the kiss with you. He tastes of whiskey at first, but soon you have it kissed away and only his taste remains. This is so nice to both of you. The water is still warm, the music is relaxing, the touches you share are placed so perfectly right. It couldn’t get any better than this. 

He feels so good under your fingertips. His skin is so soft, his body so warm. You can’t get enough of exploring him, tingling like crazy because he can’t seem to get enough of you either. 

Your bodies draw closer as the minutes pass. When you started out, your middles were far apart, by now they are melted together. His thighs are under yours, his hands are either kneading your waist or lingering under your breasts. Neither he nor you have acted on the sudden closeness, but you can’t deny that it is starting to enchant you just a little.

You hope that Yoongi feels the same, giving him a silent signal by brushing your fingers over his nipples. He purrs deeply, pulling your hips closer in a way that grinds your heat against him. His big hand cups your breast afterwards, finally kneading it the way you wanted him to. He took the hint, communicating his own feelings with just a touch.

You and he feel the same. No words are needed, just skilled touches and needy sounds. You keep your own fingers busy with his nipples, pinching and massaging them as you and he fall into a tongue kiss. His purrs become more and more. He is so sexy in the way he shows his enjoyment. You can’t get enough of all the deep, throaty sounds he makes when you are feeling him up just right. 

You answer him with your own needy noises, driving him just a little wild with them. He loves your sounds. They’re better than any kind of music ever could be. He breaks the tongue kiss to kiss your neck instead. He craves more of your noises and neck kisses always do the trick. This evening is no different. With just the first devoted kiss to your skin, you sigh his name, giving him better access by rolling your head to the side. Yoongi lets his breath swirl over your skin as he kisses you, rolling his hips against you slowly as his hands feel up your torso and his lips place kisses all the way from your ear to your shoulder. 

He changes sides when your breath begins hitching in your throat and your fingers keep sliding down his tummy only to stop when they remember that you don’t have permission to touch yet. He won’t give it to you yet, wanting to bask in you a little longer. Kisses to your neck, feeling your torso and grinding against your warmth is all that he needs, while you are meant to enjoy it because you are his goddess and he is there to shower you in bliss.

He is happy to share this bath with you. His initial distaste of having his silence disturbed ceased to exist the moment you and he shared quiet and he became utterly excited to have you with him. Yoongi really likes baths with you. They are both relaxing and sometimes lead to good, intimate sex. He can really calm down from a stressful day like this, finding great happiness in it because he can make you feel good as well.

He straightens up, breaking the string of saliva connecting him with your marked neck by licking his lips. He soothes the hickeys with rubs of his thumb, gazing at you.

“Feels good”, you get out breathily, barely keeping your eyes open.

“Feels good?” he makes sure.

You nod your head, whimpering.

His eyes soften, he cradles your cheek.

“You’re beautiful”, he whispers, making you shiver with just his words. So he does it again, he praises you, “you’re so fucking beautiful.”

You melt into him, burying your hands in his hair to pull him into a kiss. Yoongi moans, giving you access to his mouth instantly. You know just to kiss him to scramble his mind and get him purring just for you. The heat between your legs increases, the speed of your grinds does as well. Soon it is almost unbearable to handle and the kiss breaks with needy mewls from both of you.

“I really need to-”

“Just do it, I want it”, Yoongi interrupts you, tugging at your hips.

This is all you needed. You climb atop his lap and sink him into you, tilting his head back with a tug to his hair so you could taste his initial moan. He always gets noisy when he sinks inside. Tonight’s no different. He has his eyes barely open, taking what you give him with parted lips. He bottoms out soon enough, whispering a quiet “fuck” as his hands dimple your buttocks.

“Mine”, you whisper, picking up a needy rhythm.

Yoongi rolls his eyes back and closes them completely, choking out a breathy “yours”.

“Say it again.”

“Yours…all yours…”

“Fuck Yoongi, I’m obsessed with you”, you moan and drop your forehead against his’, chasing the ecstasy of being with him in needy grinds. Like this, his cock is so deep and because you never bounce on him, he also never stops rubbing against your favourite spot. His tummy puts pressure on your clit, adding electric bliss to the connection. Fuck, he’s got you charged. Everything about this feels so fucking good.

Yoongi groans, dragging them out until he has to gasp for new air. The tug on his hair is addictive, tasting your shaky breaths on his lips is making him dizzy. He is yours. He really fucking is. No one has ever gotten and will ever get him as hard as you get him. He’s addicted with every second, looking forward to the next one the moment the last passed. He wishes for this to never stop. He loves to love you in such ways. 

His hands are on your hips, helping you move as much as they are trying to keep you moving. He would pass out if you stopped right now. It feels so good that missing out on even one second would be torture. The bath warmed you up so much that your soft walls are burning in the best way possible. Not even the hottest bath water could warm him up as much as you can.

“Feels so good”, he chokes out.

“Yeah, feels so good”, you agree breathlessly.

He shivers, “oh god, I missed you”, he chokes out with his voice just slightly pitched.

“Yoongi”, you croak, suddenly losing every kind of composure as his sappy confession throws you over a surprise edge, “fuck, oh god.”

Yoongi opens his eyes, holding his breath.

“Are you?”

“Yes”, you scrunch your face, hiding it in his shoulder a second later, “you fucking sap, urgh.”

Yoongi chuckles, helping you ride it out with gentle guidance. He really didn’t expect you to climax so soon, but he doesn’t dislike it. It turns him on so good to know that he can make you lose control so soon.

“You’re the sap”, he teases, earning himself a nudge to his chest the moment your high died down.

“You’re awful, fuck”, you get out as you catch your breath.

“Why?” he laughs.

“Cause you made me lose control.”

“So?”    

“Brat”, you say and sink into him, “fuck, that just fucked me. Wow.”

“Mhm, I could feel it”, he says, sliding his hands to your ass to squeeze it, “was it nice for you?”

“Yeah, so nice.”

“I’m glad to hear that, my honey. Uhm. Can I maybe have one too?”

“Mhm, you’re so sexy”, you purr, peeling yourself off of him despite your dizzy head, “I want you to bend over the edge. Okay?”

He gulps, nodding his head obediently.

“Good boy”, you praise, slipping off his cock. “Go on.”

Yoongi scrambles to his knees and bends over the edge, arching his back.

“You know why I want you like this, don’t you?” you ask him, rubbing his hips as you place yourself behind him. His butt looks so yummy. You can’t wait to dig in.

“Yeah”, he sighs, resting his head on the edge in preparation. He already has his eyes closed and you haven’t even started yet.

“And that’s okay with you?” you make sure just in case.

“Yeah, so okay.”

“You drive me insane, seriously.”

With his clear consent, you finally lean down, swirling your tongue down his spine until you have his hole under it. You swerve past it just to rile him up, kissing and licking the back of his thighs until your tongue naturally feels his balls under it. 

“Mhm, my honey”, you purr, sucking on his tender skin while your hands massage his hips. 

“Nice”, he sighs, feeling warm all over. He loves your mouth on him. He really does. You always tease him, saying that he likes it a little too much, but Yoongi won’t let it faze him. He does love it a little too much, but how couldn’t he? When you are so skilled in everything you do.

“Mhm, so nice. So fucking nice”, you whisper between your adoration. You nuzzle into him, giving his balls a little kiss before you finally incorporate your tongue as well. You want to trace every inch of them with the tip of your tongue. He deserves it for being the cutest.

Yoongi shivers, finding it just a little bit more difficult to breathe. He has really sensitive balls and your tongue tickles in the kind of way where he wants to tense up because otherwise it’s too difficult to handle. 

“You’ve got the prettiest balls, my honey”, you lull, sighing happily as you guide your tongue up to his taint.

One flick. Two flicks. You move further up with the third flick, swirling your tongue around his hole without touching it.

Yoongi can’t help but squirm and keen a giggle.

“Heh”, you let out, smiling against him, “needy?” 

“Needy, yeah.” He sticks his butt out more. “Please.” 

“You’re such a delight, fuck”, you purr and finally give him what you denied him for way too long. You press your tongue to his hole, exploring it in circular motions.

Yoongi moans loudly and presses back onto you, feeling a whole body shiver course through him. The short moment where he was outside the water and you licked him everywhere but his hole, cooled him down so much that your tongue feels like addictive fire on his rim now that he finally has it. 

“Good?” 

“Good, good, yeah good. Ah-ahmm.”

You purr and hum deliciously, tracing his rim with just your tip. His noises encourage you so fucking much. He tastes a hundred times yummier when he’s that vocal.

“Good, so good. Ah, ah aah…”

This is better than you had imagined it to be. He is so goddamn yummy. Every inch of him and especially on his pretty rim. You break away to rile him up with your words. Make him needy again, take it away so he whines. 

He whines. Of course he does.

“I've wanted to do this to you ever since I first watched you bend over.”

Yoongi mewls, sticking his butt closer to your face. If you don’t return soon, he will start cursing.

“You’ve got the yummiest butt, my honey”, you purr, burying yourself back in his peach. You moan throatily, flicking your tongue up and down his hole in sync with your hand slipping to his front. You pick up his cock, jerking it off quickly.

“Fuck, ah…fuck”, Yoongi moans, wheezing for air as you make his legs twitch and shake. He expected anything but this and it’s ruining him.

“Like it?” you ask, swirling your tongue quickly.

“Yeah, like it”, he mewls, fucking back onto your tongue as much as he fucks your fist. He won’t last long like this. It is already amazing enough to have you eat his ass, a handjob on top of that is way too fucking powerful for poor, little Yoongi.

“Like it too, you taste so good. Fuck, Yoongi.”

You put pressure on his rim. It gives up embarrassingly fast, allowing your tongue to wiggle inside the first inch. It’s not enough to graze his prostate, it’s not even enough to really fill him, but it still gives him a gentle stretch and Yoongi loves that. He keens your name, thanking you even when he is so utterly out of breath. His cock is twitching in your hand. Your touch is sending constant hot electricity down his legs.

Encouraged by his noises, you keep the rhythm going, feeling on ecstasy yourself. To think that there were times in your marriage where butts were a no-no-zone. That you and he really went years without exploring this area. Oh, you missed out on so much fun. 

You increase the skill, wanting him to catch up on all the fun he missed out. You might have started off late, but you are hellbent on making up for it. He needs his ass ate as if it was your last fucking meal. You slurp, you growl, you suck and feast loudly. And he is shivering over and over again, hearing his pulse in his ears.

“Holy fuck, it feels so good. How are you doing that?” he moans, trembling when you purr into him and pick up speed.

You can do even better. This is what you are trying to tell him right now. You will outdo yourself even if it steals your air and makes your arm beg for a break. You will get him to a point of complete loss of control, where he can only shake and writhe and wail your name. You will and you are.

And Yoongi falls into his most natural state: moaning your name repeatedly until the only vowels his brain knows are yours.

It takes Yoongi seven more strokes and then he announces his orgasm with a pitched moan, followed with whole body shakes and graphic curses about how good it feels. You moan with him, helping him ride it out with skilled touches and your tongue pumping in and out of him. You keep it going until he begins fleeing, doing so with shaky gasps for air.

“No, no more. No more.”

“Mhhm, My yummy peach”, you lull, soothing him with kisses up his spine and your hands rubbing his tummy.

“You’re insane, seriously”, he pants, resting his forehead on the edge of the bathtub while his hands tangle over it. He is still twitching occasionally, recovering oh so very slowly.

You snicker, “yeah, most definitely and you like that I am.”

He scoffs, chuckling deeply, “fuck, I can’t even deny it.”

“Gosh Yoongi”, you back hug him, nuzzling your cheek against his upper back, “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

He straightens up and turns, hugging you against his chest. You melt with him, humming contently.

“What a way to de-stress”, he says, “wow, I’m done for.”

“Yeah, what a way”, you agree with a smile.

“Sooo, what’s for dinner?” he asks jokingly, making you laugh.

“I mean, I already started with dessert so whatever you want.”

He laughs.

“Don’t say that”, he whines.

“Why?”

“Cause, I’m shy”, he mumbles with an obvious pout.

“Gosh, you cutie you.”

[raitonsfw]

fuck her, flip her, bend her backwards....

...baby, put your back into it. smash it, grab it, go bananas–

–listen, i'm gon' talk you through it.

jjk men: positions edition

characters: gojo satoru, geto suguru, okkotsu yūta, kamo chōsō, & sukuna ryōmen.

warnings: 18+ mdni, smut, fem!reader, {s}ex positions, breast play, clit play, p in v intercourse, creampies, pussywhipped!gojo, asswhipped!geto (idk he just loves ass, is there a name for that?), intimate!yūta, slight sub!chōsō, rough!sukuna, mirror {s}ex (geto's), cockwarming (chōsō's), choking (sukuna's), true form sukuna (sadly just one 🍆), one line of filthy dialogue.

a/n: just a tiny paragraphed snippet for y'all. used this guide for most of the position names. wc: 1.3k. m.list

now playing: sloppy seconds (ick pt. 2) by lay bankz

divider credit: @benkeibear

❝𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮❞ missionary & flux. 

gojo puts you in several positions within the first five minutes of fucking– you didn’t even know you were this flexible until your legs were high in the air, his cock drilling into you with his hands holding your calves. his hair stuck to his forehead, droplets of sweat rolling down the sides of his temples as his tongue lolled out of his mouth at the insane pleasure coursing through him. he just loved being sooo deep in you, your walls tightening around his cock as he dragged against your g-spot with precision. and with a low groan, he’d have you on your tummy within seconds, his cock slipping back into you and his hips setting another fast rhythm inside you that made your head spin and your thighs tremble. his hands trailing towards the mounds of your breasts, fondling them as he watched his cock slide through your arousal, a creamy white ring forming at the base. god, he’d froth at the mouth at that– his hips faltering and his eyes squeezing shut ‘cause it was just too much for him. he’d finish in you in record time, his final position being you on top of him, riding the living shit out of him as his lips sucked against your chest, his eyes gazing up at you as you feathered your hand in his hair– moans vibrating against your skin as his eyebrows furrowed and his eyelashes dipped, his cock twitching at his release crashing through him. 

“fuck, fuck– stay like that for me, wait– no, here– fuck back on me like this… let me see you.”

❝𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮❞ reverse cowgirl. 

geto has you looking towards the mirror on the opposite wall of the bed, your ass rippling with every bounce on his thick cock. his hands would barely hold you steady– he’s too hyper focused on your ass, his eyes practically half-lidded and lustful from the way it moved against him. you watched him through the mirror, reveling in the way his chest heaved with light pants and the occasional lip bite as he tried his best to hold back his moans. he never was a loud one, much to your discretion but if you moved just right– you could get him to let out a satisfying groan of your name. his eyes would meet yours in the mirror a few times, his hands gripping onto the flesh of your hips even tighter as he noticed your fucked out expression. the dim violet of them would then squeeze shut, his head tipping back as you fucked down faster on him– moans now leaving his lips as he started to roll his hips in time with yours. his hair would frame his face, cascading down his broadened shoulders and down his back with such a lovely shine– such a shame you couldn’t grip onto it. your hands would find his slightly raised knees, situating yourself enough to get you there with a broken cry and as you convulsed around him– you felt his seed leak out of you and around his cock, a silent groan most likely leaving his lips that you knew he suppressed.

“shit– y/n, keep going… driving me crazy looking like this… yeah, just like that– fuck on me some more.”

❝𝐨𝐤𝐤𝐨𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐲𝐮𝐮𝐭𝐚❞ lotus. 

yūta has you in his lap, languid eyes rolling into the back of his head as you both meet in the middle. his hands are wrapped around your waist, massaging his thumbs gently in circles as you roll your hips down on his– his cock pulsating with every movement. it was extremely intimate and you could very well see the blush that he sported, the pinkish hue of it creeping down his neck slightly as he tried so hard not to look too fucked out; but you knew him and how sensitive he was. everything made him quiver in your grasp, his entire body shuddering in the midst of the pleasure every once in a while– it was really cute. once the both of you really got going, your hands would brace the back of his thighs as you leaned back to let him fully fuck into you. your breasts would bounce with every thrust, one hand trailing towards them and another towards your clit as he gaped at you– his eyes not really knowing where to look or rather, what gorgeous part of you to focus on. to watch your breasts jiggle in his palm, to watch his cock slide in and out of your arousal, or to watch your face as it contorted in pleasure from your orgasm? it was all too much for him as he blew his load into you with a loud groan– his body tensing and trembling as it coursed through his veins with so much force.

“ah–! baby, please… ‘nough teasing– don’t point it out, it’s embarrassing… lean back for me?”

❝𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨❞ cowgirl. 

chōsō has you on top of him– well, actually you put yourself there. if it weren’t for his endless pleas, you’d be soaking in the bath right now, but he wanted you on him the second you got back from wherever you were. he wasn’t used to actually fucking you yet– the tip of his cock so sensitive that once he thrusted into you more than three times he’d spill into you with a needy whine. so you had to fuck him at your own pace– or milk him dry. whatever came first. as you sunk down on him, the blood from his mark dripped down his cheeks like a damn nosebleed and a raspy groan greeted you as well as his purple eyes fluttering shut. you’d cockwarm him for a while, thumbing at his budded nipples a bit and watching him shudder until he nodded at you silently to continue. his hands would fly straight to your hips as soon as you pulled him out of you, a heady feeling clutching him as you sunk yourself back down much quicker than before. maybe he just liked you better on top of him– instead of fucking you senseless like all the other men before having met the curse. you weren’t a stickler for certain positions and dominant men anyway– you were most happy pleasing your man who would cum in less than three minutes from the sheer pleasure of your pussy.

“wait– don’t move, g-gonna cum–! fuckfuckfuck, pleaaaase don’t move yet. wanna try to last this time around…”

❝𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧❞ doggy style & mating press.

sukuna puts you in a chokehold, your pussy clenching against his throbbing cock as he hovers over you. one of his four arms would hold you hostage, a guttural laugh leaving his mouth as you tremble against his grip– the other three would trace your waist and the front of your body. he kept you steady against him, his hips striking your ass every time he thrusted and making sure his cock bulged where his palm rested on your tummy; he needed to make sure he was stuffing you full. when you’d whine from overstimulation, he’d flip you over and plant his feet to the bed, fucking you in a mating press instead. you’d stop your whining if you had him in view, what a needy little bitch you were– his malicious grin easing you into such a bliss once you saw the materialized lines on his face. his hands would still grip at every place he could reach, heavy pants leaving him now as he fucked down into you with such an intoxicating pace. he would try so hard not to bury his face into your neck, wanting to watch you fall apart from his huge cock instead but he couldn’t help it– he didn’t need you taunting him for his fucked out expression as your pussy squeezed him tightly. he’d fill you up with copious amounts of his seed, reveling in the way it made such a dirty noise from his relentless fucks. 

“huh– can’t handle it, sweetheart? too bad, fucking suffer through it. holy shit– you’re so goddamn needy, fine.”

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