#NO bitch I'm just saying I'm onto you and you keep Budding. and making new ones

[sergle]

hi sorry to bother. i'm trying to find this one drawing that i'm like 99% certain you've done of like, the default appearance of every white queer person regardless of labels. like some short haired androgynous bespectacled person who you know at minimum 3 of. and everyone kept saying that 'that's literally me' because of course it is. did i just vividly make that up. i cannot find it with tumblr's notoriously bad search function. i wanted to make fun of my boss and like 5 separate other people i know.

YUUUUUUUUUUUUUP THAT WAS ME you are not crazy. this was the art

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[that-weeb-in-ur-closet]

"What's My Favorite?"

Pt. ONE. Pt. TWO.

Incl. Smut. Smut. Smut. Smut— uses of the words "Mama", "Pretty babe", etc. Pussy eating, praise ig?, Mommy kink, teasing, it's kinda short, maybe a part four.

Tags. Gojo x Dom!reader, Gojo smut, pussy eating, Sub!Gojo, Jjk smut, F!user, female reader obviously, NSFW!!!!! MDNI!!!!!!!!

Note from the author. I am kinda tired, but I tried kinda hard on this. Someone asked me to do it and ofc I had to, bc I love ya'll sm <3 ENJOY, BITCHEAS AND WEEBS!!!!

"Pleasure you, huh? Switching the roles... I see how it is." Gojo replied, putting his glasses back on and leaning closer to you.

"You might have to show me a few things, mamas... Pretty new to this." He lies, kissing your neck as he pulls you up and closer to the couch.

"Yeah... Like I'd ever—" "Let your body do the talking, eh?" He cuts you off with a smirk, snapping the rim of your shorts before taking them off completely. He clicks his tongue when he sees the wet spot on your panties, looking up at you with adorable puppy eyes and a grin.

"Your body's saying a lot, huh?" He giggles childishly, trying to be all sexy but failing. He digs his nose into your aching and clothed clit, before licking a stripe up and taking them off.

"Damn... looks so pretty for me..." He says, grabbing your hips while he starts to hungrily lick and suck on your sensitive bud, humming in delight when your legs start to shake and he pulls a squeal from your lips. He's a smug little bitch.

"You Luke that?" He says in a breathy way, hands groping your body desperately while he slides his tongue inside your hole, closing his eyes when you start to clench around it.

"D-d— FUCK~ 'Toru... H-hmm... P-please— Don't stop..." You moan out, grabbing his hair with one hand while the other holds you steady on the couch.

He's really good at this... He has your orgasm building fast after what feels like hours, but has only been five or ten minutes. He keeps hungrily licking and sucking, hands sliding to your thighs while he drinks every drop of liquid your cunt makes for him. And just for him.

"H-hmm… Baby~ A-A-Ah— F-f-f-fuck... I-I'm C‐cumm- -ing~" You breathlessly moan, head falling back as you close your eyes.

A sweet and milky substance squirts out and onto his face, which he gasps in happiness when it does. He keeps licking it off your skin and trying to get it off his face, giggling while he lives it off. He has a new addition.

"Wow, Mama... Why haven't you given me this before? Tastes so good, pretty babe." He mumbles into your inner thigh, which makes you want to scream and crumble away.

"You can do it again, y'know... If you want..."

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"Or... You could stick it inside me..."

(Ehehehe)

[jellyfishoreo1206]

Dating HC's with Daniel and Nostre

This idea came to me when I was about to sleep, got out of bed to write it down so I wouldn't forget it in the morning (⁠ー⁠_⁠ー⁠゛⁠)

Had my ass looking like this:

I was listening to the live stream that came out like, 8 months ago

And like the part where Part just says while drawing Bubo "You think he gets bitches?" And I absolutely lost it

Reader will be gender neutral

This is really my opinion on what it would be like to have a relationship with them, so please don't get mad at me

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Cuddle sessions are a MUST when it comes to sleeping together or whenever you guys wanna relax

Just a pile of limbs as y'all huddle together, especially in the winter

I can imagine Nostre being somewhat touch-starved, and his love language being physical touch

So a cuddle session would be a regular thing for you three

For some reason, I can imagine Daniel being somewhat of a menace in the shared kitchen

Because he has butterfingers, and he was able to break a spoon along with several plastic bowls, with multiple bowls, plates, and cups to add on (projecting myself onto Daniel a small bit)

If you have a favorite mug/cup/plate/bowl, don't let Daniel anywhere near it

So he's banned from the kitchen, and if he wants to get something to eat like a snack, or make something small, someone has to be there to supervise him

"C'mon, I'm an adult, not 10! I only like, broke one bowl!"

"Daniel you broke 4 plastic bowls in 3 hours. How do you manage that??"

"You have to be Daniel to somehow do that."

He's pouty about it, but he understands

Nostre, I feel like he's an amazing cook

But like he doesn't have the time or the energy to do so

But when he does, BOOM taste buds are in heaven

Nothing will taste the same no more, his cooking will absolutely ruin how everything else tastes

Activities or date ideas would probably just be either staying inside or karaoke night

Activities inside would be either finding a new recipe, watching a bad movie/show just to make fun of it, cuddling, taking a relaxing spa day at home, or just sleeping in.

It's a rare occurrence when you guys do outside activities, as it's LA and everyone is everywhere

Walk into a place that's near a popular area? Packed

Going out for a walk near a famous mural? A whole ass line at 8 in the morning just to take a goddamn selfie

So you guys usually stick to karaoke most of the times

Now pets

Nostre I feel would always be the one to bring a stray animal home, it just seems to fit his character, and Daniel too

"Nostre, why's your coat moving?"

"Ah, just some, uh.. paperwork?"

They are both trying to hide the stray's that they both bring home from you

*meowing coming from the coat*

"...please don't tell Y/N."

"Never dreamed of it!"

When you do find them however, they always convince you to let them keep them

But when it kinda gets out of hand, you have to put your foot down

They are both devastated, but they understand

I feel as if their music taste vary at times

Nostre would probably be the kind to listen more to indie songs/folk, and maybe a small bit of jazz, blues, and pop at times

Daniel, very influenced by pop music, glam rock, indie rock, punk rock, and jazz

Honestly I can see him being very open to all music genres, expect for country

He has a disliking for country and he doesn't know why

[wicked-rwby-wreckers]

So Yang, when you and your little brother are alone in the dorm, how long does it take for you to grab a nice handful of that fat boi booty~? A simple question, sure, but I'm more curious how many times your girlfriend has walked in on you on top of Ruby under the blankets while you're both sweating and panting~

I mean, we all know brothers like to roughhouse and wrestle right~?

“Alright you guys, Weiss and I should only be a couple hours for our weekly drink, so you two have fun.” Blake smiled and gave a small wave to the siblings before shutting the door to the room. The two brothers waved her off.

SMACK “Yaaang,” Ruby squealed at the impact of his brother's hand on his ass. Yang’s hard hand sinking into the fat meat of Ruby’s ass. “Can’t you wait at least 5 seconds for Blake to leave!” “Mmm, no can do little bro,” Yang grabbed Ruby by both of his cheeks and pulled him into his chest. His hands, squeezing and pulling at his squishy booty, forcing moans out the boi. “You know I can’t resist this massive, fucking ass when I’m alone with it. Besides, I know you love it.”

Yang suddenly forced his tongue down Ruby’s throat, the boi eagerly sucking down his big brother’s tongue. Ruby moaned and whimpered at their sloppy make out, saliva dripping down their mouths. Yang lifted the boi up by both his cheeks and carried him over to Blake’s bed. Yang tossed him, and Ruby hit the bed face first with a soft thud. He gasped as Yang followed beside him pressing Ruby’s head into the mattress in, his other hand grasped and massaged one of Ruby’s thicc cheeks.

“You wouldn’t be wearing these tight yoga pants if you weren’t looking to be fucked tonight,” Yang growled with a harsh spank to his brother’s ass. He pulled Ruby back up by the hair, the boi panting, his face red from embarrassment at what Yang said. Ruby braced himself with his arms looking needy back at Yang. He began shaking his ass, bouncing his fat boi booty for his big brother in the hopes of getting a good hard fuck. Yang wasn’t wrong. Ruby needed his brother’s fat dick in his ass.

Yang positioned himself behind the cute redhead, both hands pressing into the fabric of the boi’s clothes,, before tearing into it with ease. The cloth rippled wide exposing all of Ruby’s pale flesh. Yang pressed his middle finger into Ruby’s ring asshole eliciting a moan from the boi. He sank his finger as deep as he could get, his brother’s ass bouncing and surrounding his entire hand. It’s grip is so tight on him that he has to yank his hand free. Ruby was a little sad. Yang fished out his hard erection and slapped it between Ruby’s creamy smooth globes. Ruby got excited at the impact of Yang’s dick hitting his ass. He fell forward with his face back on the mattress as he reached back with both hands to wedge the fat fuckstick further between his cheeks. His ass wrapped around his big brother's cock smothering it. His little boi penis dripping onto the bed as he twerked his fat globes of flesh for Yang.

“Mmm, see a little slut like you just can’t resist this cock huh,” Yang smirked. He settled one hand on Ruby’s head holding him down, as he pressed his dick into the winking bud in front of him. Ruby’s hands tensed in the fabric at feeling Yang’s thick head push inside him. He began to squeal, muffled by the bed, as Yang slowly, painfully slipped inside him. No matter how many times or how long Yang hollowed out Ruby’s tight boipussy, it always managed to keep its tightness.  Yang hissed as dick was enveloped by the hot little hole and fought to get each inch inside. He held on tightly until he worked every single inch of his fat meat inside of him. His body let out a groan when he finally did. Yang ground his hips into Ruby, savoring the feeling of his dick wrapped wrapped up in the warm flesh. “See this is what I need! A nice piece of ass I can have served at my beck and call to sink this dick into,” Yang snarled before starting to thrust into the boi. Ruby squeaked as Yang kept him pinned down with both his hand and brutal thrusts. Yang’s other hand holding on to his wide hips trying to hold on as he gave it to his sissy brother. It proved to not be enough for him as he released his grip on Ruby’s head, and grabbed both sides with his hands. Yang pulled himself into Ruby harder with a loud smack of their hips together. Blake’s bed creaking from the hard  impact of their bodies together. Yang’s leg came up, pressing Ruby’s head further into Blake’s mattress. Ruby drooled into the bed at the new found pressure and angle as Yang’s beastial fucking laid waste to him. His balls slapping against Ruby’s pathetic sack, forcing more of his feminine spurt out of him. “Damn, you’re such a whore Ruby. I haven’t even fucked Blake in this bed yet, and you're here taking every inch,” Yang ground his foot a little in Ruby’s head as he spoke. Ruby both loved and hated every time Yang brought up Blake. On one hand he just wanted Yang to fuck him, on the other, god did it turn him on to be put degraded by his brother. He blamed the years of anal training before coming to Beacon. Yang’s cock dug deep, causing Ruby to see stars from the pain and the pleasure of being reamed out. He could do very little from his position. Yang had almost complete control over his entire body. It took everything Ruby had to throw his ass back into his handsome big bro. Suddenly Yang’s foot let up on his head and he was free to sit up. Yang slipped his cock free of Ruby’s ass, and grabbed Ruby by the head, tossing him face first towards the foot of the bed. Yang repositioned himself over Ruby who lay flat on the bed. Yang wrapped an arm around Ruby’s smooth skinny neck, choking the boi and locking him in a headlock before slamming back into his brother. Ruby’s moaning quieted somewhat by the tight grip on his neck as Yang’s hips really slapped down into his thick globes of pure fuckmeat. Ruby’s hands clung onto the edge of the bed, his knuckles white from how hard he was gripping it. Yang bit Ruby’s ear while he clung tight to him. Yang fucking his brother like he was his property like his own personal stress toy. Ruby squealed every moment of Yang’s brutal fucking. The constant smacking of their incestuous, gay fucking getting louder and louder as Yang thrusts grew harsher and faster with every second. Ruby started to cum with every thrust into his poor abused boi pussy. His mind clouded by the constant orgasms until abruptly they were brought out of their fuck session. The door to their dorm unlocked and terror filled the siblings. Yang acted quickly tossing the blanket on the bed over their bodies with his free arm. Yang stared down the door as he kept his brother tight in the headlock, and watched as his girlfriend walked in the door. “Oh hey guys, I forgot my purse. Can’t pay for my drink if I don’t have it, and no I’m not going to make Weiss pay for it Yang,” Blake smiled at them as she grabbed her purse pausing at the sight of the two of them. Blake’s face grew more serious for a moment. “Yang, let up on him will you? Ruby is red in the face, just look at him,” Blake leaned down looking Ruby in the face. Ruby’s eyes were shut tight, and he was biting his lip struggling not to let a slutty moan escape his body. His brother’s arm tightened around his neck at the statement. “He’s fine, babe. He loves it when I do this. We’ve been doing this for years,” Yang reeled back, and delivered a sharp thrust into the boi, making his eyes go wide in front of Blake. “If you say so,” Blake stood back up straight and walked around the bed, “Well, I’ll leave you to your wrestling, don’t be too rough on him, okay Yang,” Blake said, kissing Yang on the cheek before leaving once again. Yang’s grip around Ruby’s neck released, and he grabbed his brother by his soft, smooth shoulders. With everything he had he gave one final thrust into Ruby, emptying his viscous load into his sissy little brother. Ruby screamed loud, unable to restrain himself anymore. Every muscle in his body and face relaxed, his eyes drooping, his breathing heavy, and his tongue hanging out of his mouth as he drooled at the edge of the bed. He squirted numerous times in that one moment. So much so, he felt like he was gonna die riding on the pleasure of having Yang’s fat cock inside of him with Blake right in front of him. Yang tossed the blanket off their bodies flipping Ruby around on his back, the boi breathing heavily recovering from the string of orgasms. Yang crawled on top of the boi. His knees pinning Ruby’s arms down on both sides as he slapped his dick across his sissy brother’s face. Left over cum splattering across his pretty little face.

“Open Ruby, I know you want more.” Yang commanded. Ruby always got hot and bothered when his brother demanded he did something. He may have been team leader, but Yang being in control was down right sexy.

“Yes Daddy, feed your little sissy more cum please. Fuck my pretty face, dump another load wasted on me and not your girlfriend!” Ruby opened wide, ready to receive the facefucking a man stealing bitch like him deserved. Yang’s cock slid up and down Ruby’s tongue before sinking it into his warm mouth. Yang used the foot of the bed to hold onto as he slammed down into him. Ruby was trapped underneath the weight of his brother, unable and unwilling to push him off.  His legs kicked as his brother forced him to choke down his huge dick.

The sloppy mess of his saliva and Yang’s cum falling on his face. His throat slime coating Yang’s dick and strands of it following his brother's fat fuckstick every time Yang pulled out of Ruby’s mouth. Every thrust building more of it on his face. It filled the boi’s nose and covered the boi’s eyes, hindering his ability to see. Not that there would be much to see beside Yang’s abs inches away from his face or watching his brother's massive cock fill his mouth.

Ruby could feel the mess of Yang’s curly blonde pubes getting caught in his mouth as his throat was struggling to swallow every inch of Yang’s cock.  His heart pounding as hard at the beating his face was getting from Yang’s forceful fucking on his face. Ruby felt himself squirting up and on himself, as Yang slammed down into him. All of his senses were overloaded with only Yang in his mind. Yang forced every inch down Ruby’s throat before cumming hard. Ruby couldn't swallow it all from the position and started to cough it up. When Yang pulled out of Ruby’s mouth a waterfall of cum poured all over the boi’s face, painting it all white. Ruby groaned and rolled over coughing up the cum, gasping for breath. He felt Yang pick him up with one arm and toss him over to the other side of the room. “We have time. Might as well and fuck you on Weiss’ bed too right?” Ruby squealed as Yang pulled Ruby’s legs up and to his head, before immediately slamming into his brother. They couldn’t waste any time. 

[padawansuggest]

Very random, but I'm in a mood, but do you have any hc of din breastfeeding grogu?

Listen. I’mma need y’all to be less vague cause im not sure what I can do with ‘what ideas do you have about this character breastfeeding his kiddo’ and I really need more direction than that, and also headcanon means ‘it’s not canon but also canon doesn’t say it can’t happen so it did’ and I love that for this specifically because the idea of Din breastfeeding the bean as a headcanon????? And the fact that you really CANNOT say it didn’t happen because canon doesn’t say it didn’t???? Beautiful. Thank you. I love you.

Anyways tho. I’mma spill some tea and mention that someone very close to me is currently in the process of inducing lactation without being pregnant (with good success so far she’s months ahead of what we thought she’d be) and so I have some lactation ideas itself for them.

Din ends up talking with a guy in the pharmacy who convinced him induced lactation is super cheap if you’re willing to go through the pumping till you get the milk in (and yes, you need multiple months of pumping plus hormone treatments but those are easy and sometimes you don’t need the treatment at all) so that’s why he started with Grogu.

Grogu was really confused on why he needs to latch on at first???? Buir wants him to put his mouth on what???? Okay?????? Wait there’s a drinky drink in here???? Is this a new straw??? Okay.

Sometimes Din needs to take his glove off and wedge his tiniest finger into the corner of Grogu’s mouth to keep him from biting or chewing. Grogu catches on after a while. Not snack, got it.

Din ends up going on a high oat diet cause it boosts milk production (call that oat milk????? Ya) and a few other noms boost production too, so he’s actually eating better than he usually does himself. Once he stops needing to pump every two hours, and actually gains the weight he’s been suffering to gain for years, it’s over for you bitches.

One time he was in public and a baby cried and he. Well. His shirt wasn’t dry.

Luke def laughs at him sometimes but like all of Din’s friends, is very amused and keeps feeding him. Like. They all get that feeling you get when someone in your fam is pregnant and you can’t stop feeding them all ‘chubby baby, chubby baby, gotta make the chubbiest baby’ and tbh that’s also accurate, but Luke and Peli keep feeling him traditional Tatooine foods and his taste buds can’t take much more of this guys plz.

Fennec asked him if his tits were getting big and also if she can put him in a bra. Both Din and Boba looked offended at that. To be fair, Boba is the one she usually asks to put in lingerie, so, it’s no wonder he’s jealous. Din is offended tho. Because. They are big enough. To put in a bra.

I will once more repeat myself on this front: give Din a cradle that latches onto the side of his bed so Grogu can come and go as he pleases.

Grogu tubby belly.

Peli: I don’t know what gender you identify as and I don’t need to, but, have I been misgendering you? ‘No.’ Oh thank god. So we still on for boys poker night? ‘…do YOU identify as the gender I’ve been referring to you as?’ You called me a lesbian once and that’s as close as the universe needs to know, thanks. Poker night on Friday, Fennec is joining us. ‘I think you’re misunderstanding the title ‘boys poker night’.’ You’ll have to bring it up with my lawyer. Fennec is my lawyer. For now.

That time Din ended up in Luke’s school while Leia was visiting with the twins and the twins started crying and Din had to feed Grogu or ruin a shirt and Luke just stood there between two breastfeeding parents like ‘oh my god I’m gonna be one of these idiots one day’ because, again, he’s trans and Mara has been trying to put a bun in that oven since day one. He’s horrified. All this emotion. He can do the emo part but that’s it.

‘Mandalore From Covert Family Seen Breastfeeding Unknown Species In Naboo Park Last Friday’ is an unfortunate news headline Paz and the Armorer (Din’s buir deal with it) had to read one day to the annoyance of both of them. No one told them they were an uncle/ba-buir and they’re so mad. The rest of the covert is tryina stay outta their way while everyone tracks down their wayward idiot to see why he isn’t returning his buir’s calls.

The Armorer creates a makeshift chest plate that creates a shield around a baby sling to put Grogu under if they ever need to breastfeed in public again. It’s removable and can be put on over his regular chestplate too if he just needs it while running from enemy fire with the baby.

He got such good and plump tiddies.

Shit I think I’m creating a whole ass AU lmaoooooo

[bloededhoine]

Hello Shaun! For the head canon thingie, I was hoping you would consider ♒ ☆ ♡ ✿ for Eskel❤️ Also I read something about losing rights, etc. Since I'm new to your blog, what's that about? Hope everything's as okay as can be ✨

thank you for these requests they're so cute! i'm in america right now and we're having the presidential election. if this fascist cheeto wins again i might lose my right to marry, get a job, not be murdered etc etc.

send in requests from this list!

♒ - cooking/food headcanon

☆ - happy headcanon

♡ - romantic headcanon

✿ - sex headcanon

cooking/food

eskel is an amazing cook i'm just gonna say it

he's also super resourceful

give him any 5 ingredients and he will make you a delicious meal in 20 minutes

one winter eskel came a month late and for that month lambert and geralt literally only ate bread and beer

he has an encyclopedic knowledge of herbs, and knows how to find the right ones to make a perfect roasted duck the same way he brews a powerful draught of golden oriole

he tries to use cooking as a way to bring his family together

it did not work

eskel: "you need to cook the egg, you can't eat it raw!"

lambert: "watch me, bitch"

keeps lil bleater with him in the kitchen and lets her taste test the food with him

although he makes the best tasting meals in the world, his presentation skills leave a bit to be desired

for ciri's birthday he made her a delicious lemon and raspberry cake, but the icing melted off and the cake collapsed before he could give it to her

kind of disgusted by his brothers' diets of meat and alcohol and then more meat and more alcohol

built a vegetable garden in kaer morhen to encourage them to eat healthier

lambert tried to mess with him by replacing the turnips with apples

eskel was not amused

triss, yen, dandelion, and basically any person with taste buds refuse to visit kaer morhen if eskel isn't there

happy

eskel doesn't smile much, he thinks his scar makes his smile ugly

you can tell when he's happy by the slight squint he gets in his eyes

he's not very good at hiding his emotions, when he wants to laugh but is self conscious he will put a hand over his mouth

he only full on laughs when he's really drunk

he's not as moody as lambert or as maudlin as geralt, so he's usually in fairly good humour

eskel isn't exactly cheery, but it takes a lot to put him in a sour mood

but if he is unhappy, he will try really hard not to take it out on the people around him

his self confidence issues make it really rare for him to actually be joyful and smiley

but if he's around people he likes and trusts, he gets a lot louder and visibly happy

the inconclusive list of things that make eskel happy:

geralt's dancing

when lil bleater headbutts his leg

hearing lambert laugh

a well preserved katakan corpse

when ciri sasses vesemir

people who actually pay him the amount owed

being told his smile is nice

romantic

eskel is a hopeless romantic

he's kind of always held onto the fantasy of meeting someone who makes him feel like he's worthy of love and run away with them and just have a quiet and happy life

but he's a huge commitophobe

he thinks everyone who actually shows interest in him must have some ulterior motives

he doesn't understand why he would be someone's choice over a regular human or even a witcher without such dramatic scars

but once he is sure someone actually wants him?

eskel will stay with them to the end of time

he's very protective, but not in an overbearing way

like he keeps a hand on his s/o's hip when they're in public, but would never dictate what they wear

he adores writing love letters if he can't see them every day

he puts little pressed flowers in the envelope

he also has amazing handwriting that he's quite proud of

on a first date, he goes all out

he buys their favourite flowers, cooks a delicious meal, and even dresses up nice

lambert makes fun of him for his romantic streak, but shuts up whenever it's his and keira's anniversary and he needs advice

he is the KING of sentimental gifts

i absolutely love him

sex

he's not as much of a hoe as geralt and lambert, but he gets around

most of his hookups are nonhumans like succubi and elves, since they tend to be less judgemental than humans

he's not the kinkiest man out there, but he'll try anything once

he has a huge size kink

like seeing someone who he can absolutely tower over is his SHIT

he's embarrassed to admit it, but he does really like being tied up

when he allows himself to absolutely get lost in his own pleasure, this man is LOUD

it's a pretty rare thing for that to happen, but when it does, good god it really does

like most witchers, he's kinda horny all the time succubus humour get it?

when he's in a committed relationship, soft and slow sex is his favourite

just waking up in his own bed with the person he loves and slowly taking his time and just being with them? the dream

he's super intimate in the moment

like eye contact, hand holding, forehead kisses, YES PLEASE

he loves sex as a way to physically show someone how much they mean to him

[sincerelyasomebody]

Past Meet Present || Mario Martinez

(GIF Credit: @merakiaes)

A/N: This hasn't been proofread. It was written in a rush. Don't hesitate to correct me on the Spanish translations. 

Pairing(s): Mario x Reader ▪︎ Angelica x Mario (past relationship) ▪︎ Martinez Family x Reader (platonic relationship) 

Summary: Ex girlfriend meeting the new girlfriend.

Warnings: children having no filter, fluff, language, slight angst; physical altercation, Tik Tok dances,

Word Count: 1564

- ♤ - ♡ - ◇ - ♧ -

Bonding with her boyfriend's little sister was beginning to take a toll on (Y/N)'s body. Luisa, a sassy energetic seven year old, had suggested teaching her Tik Tok dances for the Saturday afternoon. And who was she to refuse such a request. She thought after the second dance, the little girl would go and play soccer with her twin Luis in the backyard. But she refused to go until (Y/N) knew every dance she knew. The young woman had a newfound respect for the people who came up with Tik Tok dances and those who mimicked them.

Benee's Glitter paused mid-chorus, Luisa looked in her direction, "are you giving up?" 

"No, just n–need to take five." 

"If you take five, then you're a loser."

(Y/N)'s eyebrows furrowed, standing to her full height. "How would taking a break make me a loser?" 

She flicked her ponytail, "it just does." 

Not willing to argue with a child's logic, (Y/N) gulped some water down and tossed the bottle to the side. Gesturing to the young girl to change the music for the next dance. Savage Love by Jawsh 685 and Jason Derulo played through the portable speaker, (Y/N) focused on following the movements of the seven year old girl in front of her. She couldn't help but smile as she was shown what to do with her hands. That part was easy, it was moving her hips that (Y/N) seemed to struggle with. 

"You gotta move your hips. (Y/N), h-i-p-s. Hips. Abuelita knows the dance and she's an old lady." Luisa shook her head, threw her hands in the air and called out, "abuelita! (Y/N) needs help. Show her how you move with your old lady hips!"

And with that the rambunctious child ran back inside the house, in the direction of where she thought her grandmother would be. (Y/N) heard a familiar laugh pop up beside her, followed by arms wrapping around her waist. With her head turned slightly, she was met with a kiss to her cheek. 

"Don't worry, bebe." Mario squeezed her hips and swayed, "I know you can move your hips." 

She laughed, "is that so?" 

"Yeah, but as a precaution let me help." 

With one hand on hers and the other on her hips, he began the famous dance. (Y/N) let him move her hands and then sway with her hips. When it got to the part of both her hands in the air, she made sure to put a little pressure in her sway. With a groan in her ear, she broke free from his grip.

She turned around and tapped his cheek, "thanks for the help, but now I've gotta –" 

"Nope, you're staying right here." Mario switched off the portable speaker, wrapped his arms around her body, lifted her up and carried her back onto the porch. He sat down and pulled her close to his chest. (Y/N) laughed, while adjusting herself so her legs hung over the armrest and her head was in the crook of his neck. She breathed in his scent and played with the collar of his shirt. 

(Y/N) had been set up on a blind date by her college roommate Carly. After getting dolled up and entering the restaurant she was told to go too, the twenty minute mark rolled around and her date was a no show. Embarrassed at being stood up, she left the establishment and was almost run over by a guy on an electric scooter. Mario had been the one driving it and immediately stopped to check to see if she was okay and to apologise. The pair went to a diner and exchanged numbers by the end of the night. (Y/N) had expected their budding relationship to be platonic, until he admitted his feelings during one of their hangout sessions. After a moment of shock, she revealed that he wasn't alone and she had feelings for him.

They've been an official couple since. 

However, this was the first time (Y/N) had visited where Mario had grown up and met his family. They had met briefly through facetime whenever she happened to be present while Mario was on a call. Meeting them in person was different. She got along with Ruben, Abuelita and the twins. It was Ruby and his mother Geny who were still weary of her. (Y/N) put it down to Mario's almost being a father fiasco. 

Yeah, he told her all about it. 

"Mario, I didn't know you were back." 

Sitting up, she looked straight ahead and found somebody on the opposite side of the fence. From the pictures Mario had shown her back in his dorm, it was Angelica. The girl he experienced many firsts with and most notably his first love. Mario had told (Y/N) all about him being friends with his ex girlfriend. She wasn't intimidated by her in the slightest. But that didn't mean she was going to be all buddy-buddy with her. She'd keep it cordial. 

"Oh, hey." Mario shifted slightly, (Y/N) hopped off his lap. He stood up and walked over to her. When he noticed (Y/N) hadn't walked beside him, he held out his hand behind him, smiling when she accepted and wrapped an arm around her waist when she was close enough, "this is my girlfriend (Y/N). Bebe this is Angelica." 

(Y/N) smiled and held out her hand. "It's nice to meet you, I've heard quite a bit about you." 

Angelica ignored her and continued looking at Mario, "So… how's your sophomore year in college been?" 

"Wow… okay, just ignore me then." (Y/N) muttered under her breath and retracted her hand, "bitch." 

This time Angelica acknowledged her. 

"What did you call me?" 

Not being one to back down easily, she replied, "a bitch." With her quick reflex, she grabbed onto the hand that was going to slap her, "gotta be quicker than that sweetie." 

Angelica pulled her hand back and glared, before focusing back on Mario. "¿Puedes controlarla?" 

"She doesn't need to be." Mario replied coolly. "She's her own person." 

(Y/N) scoffed, "of course I'm my own person." But, then looked in between the two, "wait, did she say something about me?" Looking back at Angelica, "care to elaborate?" 

"Why don't you go inside, (Y/N)." She pointed behind them, "Mario and I have a few things to discuss." 

Before (Y/N) could respond, her boyfriend beat her to it. 

"What do we have to discuss, Angelica?" Mario questioned. "No tenemos nada de que hablar." 

"I'd rather not discuss our personal business when someone else is present." 

"Our personal business? Our personal business ended the day I went back to college. We don't have anything –" 

She cut him off, "we have a history, Mario."

"That's all it is, history." He replied, "this is (Y/N) (L/N), my girlfriend. My present and potential future, Angelica. Yeah, we have history and I'll always be thankful for what we had… but, that's it. We can go back to being friends –" 

"What if I don't want that? What if I want to be more than that? What if I want to go back to us being together?" 

He shrugged his shoulders, "we can't." His eyes found (Y/N)'s and a smile graced his face, "I've got something good and I'm not gonna mess it up." He looked back at her, "one day you'll meet someone like I have too." 

(Y/N) pressed a loving kiss to his cheek. He responded by pressing one to her forehead. She let out a squeal as his fingers squeezed her hips. He laughed when she slapped his chest. 

Angelica watched their exchange with a mixture of hurt, sadness and anger bubbling up inside of her. She used to be in (Y/N)'s position and was looking forward to reclaiming the title of being Mario's girlfriend when he came back… only to be told by one of her girls that he was seen around town with a girl. She refused to believe that Mario had moved on, but the evidence was right in front of her. The difference between the last time she had seen him and right now was she no longer had a hold over him.

She couldn't do anything other than walk away. Rekindling her romance with Mario Martinez wasn't an option anymore. Like he said, they were history. 

The pair noticed her disappearance when they headed back inside to grab something to eat. (Y/N) felt a little bad for Angelica, but hoped she'd move on. Because she wasn't gonna play nice if Miss Ex decided to come around and get her boyfriend's attention. And if Mario allowed that to happen, she'd beat both of their asses. 

"Everything okay, mi amor?" 

She smiled and cupped his chin. "Angelica may have been your first love, but I intend on being your last," pecking his lips, she giggled, "until I pop out one of your big headed babies." 

"No babies!"

With an eye roll from her boyfriend and a headshake he yelled back, "It was a joke, ma." Before he turned back to (Y/N), "or it wasn't 'cause I'm in the mood to practice if –"

"MARIO!" 

"Another joke, ma."

- ♤ - ♡ - ◇ - ♧ -

Spanish Translation(s): 

Bebe - baby

¿Puedes controlarla? - can you control her?

No tenemos nada de que hablar - we have nothing talk to about 

Mi amor - my love

[tteokdoroki]

this fluttering feelin' in my chest is one i've grown to be oh so familiar with ever since you came into my life. i hadn't realized just what i'd been missing out on in terms of intimacy and closeness until i felt you, "heh, setting the bar high as if you aren't already the standard." i tilt my head to let you kiss me easier, basking in your glow then returning at least 50 more kisses across your cheeks. don't even have to do anythin' to make me happy, just the feeling of your skin on mine like this, it's more than enough. "always goin' above and beyond for me, huh, dove? hmm, i'll be sure to make all this effort worth it."

i quirk a brow and narrow my eyes disapprovingly. you didn't have to be so loud about it... actually, i reaaally like it when you're loud when i fuck into you just right, when i've got a hand around your throat and your hips pinned to the bed just so i can pound that sweet pussy of yours. "unfair...? well, i'm not stoppin' you from takin' control again now am i? it's just that you're such a good little girl that you end up submitting to me anyway, isn't that right?"

trailing kisses down from your collarbone to the swell of your breasts, i lean down to circle my tongue around the hardening bud as i move one hand up your side, lightly caressing before fondling your breast. "look, we really are made for each other! every single part of you fits so perfectly with me." i chuckle at your neediness and give you one last breathtaking kiss. maybe next time you could dom me for real, but until then, "come on now, baby, you know what i want. beg." payback really is a bitch. 💛

🍗 (well i thought that for all your bark, you'd have a fierce bite. i felt a lil nibble, til you melted right back into my arms, how cute! what— huh? baby, wait...! mmmmh :((( )

keigo u big oaf stop making me horny and fall in luv at the same time

my tummy does flips which as i look at you lovingly, the butterflies never seem to go away when im with you—especially like this and i can’t say i want them to go away either. hm keigo takami, the man who always seems to make me smile. “still such a charmer, a-aren’t ya birdie?” bare skin pressed against one another, the warmth of your body spreads through mine and fills me with pure unadulterated love. “would do anything’ for you kei, you know that.”

squirming in your lap, i fight my body’s instinct’s to close my thighs around you. boo you, knowing all my turn ons... i think it’s about time i got a new choker and your hands look real good right now... don’t think I’d be able to keep quiet with you. “y-yes,” i breathe out, biting my lip as if to prove a point. i’ll at least try to keep myself hush. it’s my last shred of dignity. “that’s right...m’ always kei’s good little girlie...”

i hug your head closer to my chest, squirming at whining even more as you latch onto my breast. chasing your lips, i grind against you slowly, “please kei...please daddy, take me, make me yours. please b-bend me over ‘n fill me up...wanna be yours, i’ll do anything—!”i hiccup, heat flushing to my cheeks. at least now i know what it feels like.

( >:(( s not my fault you’re all big n barking !! makes me feel small like a puppy !!! HUFFS AT YOU >:(( )

[orange-waterfalls]

The Deal

Illinois x gender neutral!reader

@lawfluff-evil ty for the prompt

A/N: It got to be way too long so I split it into two parts lol. Rated T for cursing. Second part will be posted soon, probably.

Word Count: 1.9k

Part 2

"Oh hey, sorry if you fell in love with me. They always do…" and just like that, Illinois saunters out of the cave, leaving you with a rock and a banana. Cocky bastard you think. You look at the items in your hands, wondering what the hell you're supposed to do now. Some dust must have made its way to your nose because you sneeze. The rock turns to dust revealing a diamond inside. You gape, inspecting it for a moment before turning to the banana. You did get them from the same place…

You peel it.

Lo and behold, it's not just a banana, it's a golden banana. You ponder leaving and keeping all the treasure for yourself. Well, he didn't do anymore than you. Besides, he's the one who left you. You decide against it because, sadly, deep down, you're a good person. You run towards the exit, where Illinois went, hoping to catch up with him. You're far behind him, it seems, because you don't find him even after you exit the cave, where you find Mark. His suit is tattered and dirty and he's panting like he was just running for his life. Which… he was… technically. He looks up at you and glares.

"Thanks a lot, buddy, where the hell were you while I was getting chased by a sentient Boulder?!" He yells. You hold up the diamond and the gold. He raised his eyebrows.

"Forget everything bad I've ever said about you," he laughs and limps over to you. You wince at the sight and start to feel bad. "Where'd you find this?" You point to the cave. He laughs.

"We'll be rich! At least something good came out of the heist!" You furrow your eyebrows. Mark notices this and his smile falters a bit. "What's wrong?"

"I want to find someone," you say.

"You met them in there?" He asks. You nod. "Did he come out this way?" You nod again. Mark sighs. "Well… you brought this back… I guess it's the least I can do." You smile and throw your arms around him. He laughs and hugs you back. "Alright, don't get all mushy on me, now." He pulls back. "What does he look like?" You stare at Mark for a minute. He looks behind him, not knowing exactly what's happening. You bring your hand up and point to him. He points to himself. "He looks like me?" You nod. Mark crosses his arms in front of his chest. "Well, if he looks like me, how is he so special?" You tap your leg for a moment before answering.

"You know Indiana Jones?" You ask. Mark nods. You raise your eyebrows, expecting him to connect what you were saying. Mark laughs.

"He's Indiana Jones? Aw, are you a fan? Is that why you wanna see him again?" He teases. You glare at him and punch his arm. "Ah! Sorry sorry!" He stops laughing. "So, what's his name?" You pause, knowing what he's going to say as soon as you tell him, and he waits for your answer. You mumble incoherently. "Sorry?" He cups a hand around his ear and leans towards you. You take a deep breath.

"His name's Illinois…" you say. There's silence for a moment before Mark bursts out laughing. You almost start laughing too, but keep your composure.

"Illinois? Really?! Did he pick it himself?" He asks. You break and laugh as well. You both stand and laugh like idiots for a minute before stopping.

"So, uh… where exactly are we?" You ask. Mark shrugs.

"Something happened at the car… I think we teleported… somehow…" you punch the bridge of your nose.

"What even is today…" you sigh, annoyed. Mark chuckles and pats your shoulder.

"I know, I know," He consoles, Well, we should try to find society. Maybe we'll find your new boyfriend on the way" he teases. You scoff.

"One thing that I'm absolutely sure of is that he is not into me," you cross your arms.

"How do you know?" Mark asks. You clear your throat as you mimic Illinois' accent.

"Oh, and uh, sorry if you fell in love with me. Heh, they always do," you roll your eyes after you finish. Mark giggles.

"Oh no! He said that to you?" He asks sympathetically. You nod and sigh. He grabs your arm. "I am so sorry. But, if he doesn't like you, why do you what to find him?"

"Well, I wanted to return this diamond since he's the one who found the rock it was in," you explain. Mark stares at you like you're a crazy person. He takes a deep breath.

"That is uncharacteristically noble of you and I think we shouldn't," he says quickly. You gape at him.

"Mark!" You say accusingly.

"Well, he's the one who left before he found out! And he seems like a dick!" Mark sets his hands on his hips.

"He is a dick," you mumble angrily.

"Exactly! So… we can just… keep them! And sell them! And then we can be rich! Right? Wasn't that the purpose of robbing a museum in the first place?" He tries to convince you to keep the treasure. You sigh.

"No, Mark, we are good people…" you pause and Mark stares at you blankly. You start again. "We are… relatively fair people," he raised an eyebrow at you. You groan. "Ok we fucking suck. But this feels right! It's the right thing to do! Please, buddy? Pal? Friend?" You beg.

"Ugh, fine," Mark groans, "but I will use this against you at a later time." You smile and hug him. He tries not to, but grins and hugs you back. "So, which way should we go?" He asks.

"Oh, no, no, no," you chuckle, "you're not throwing this one onto me. You decide this time, sir."

"Oh. Uh… alright…" he rubs the back of his neck and looks around for a minute. "Uh… this way!" He points to the right of you, where there's a forest. You look at him weirdly, but follow him anyway. You two walk through the forest until you find a trail that leads you to a small village. You go up to a person.

"Excuse me, but, where are we?"

"Tijuana," the woman says. You feel like you've heard that before, but…

"Let me rephrase, what country are we in?"

"Mèxico," she answers. You turn to Mark.

"Mexico, Mark. We're in Mexico." You say.

"That's awesome. That's wonderful. That's great." He laughs, an angry tone in his voice. How the hell are we in Mexico?!" He yells. A couple people turn their heads, looking at him strangely. You set a hand on his shoulder.

"Easy, buddy. It's alright." You see a flash of red and look to the side of you. You see wheels as well. Your eyes widen. You walk to the car and see that it's the same one you used to escape from the museum. "Mark." You call.

"What?" He snaps.

"I found the car," You state. His eyes widen as he runs over to you.

"Holy shit, thank God" he sighs.

"So, I think it'd be about a two hour drive back to L.A., but we would need more gas…" you comment. You turn to the people that have gathered to see what you're doing. "Hi, um, is there… is there a gas station around?" A boy goes inside one of the houses and brings back a can of gas. You raise your eyebrows. "Oh, no, we couldn't-" He pushes it towards you.

"Tomas! Tomas*!" He pressures. You turn to Mark, who shrugs his shoulders. You hesitantly take the can from the boy.

"Gracias**," you thank. The boy nods and smiles.

"Oh, uh have you guys seen a guy? Looks kinda like me but with a hat?" Mark asks the people.

"Sí***, he went to the bar," A man explains and points to said bar. You and Mark walk over. You go inside and see that the only people inside are Illinois and the bartender. It makes sense, it's still pretty early. Illinois notices you and smirks.

"Well, look who came back?" He teases. "Miss me too much?" You stare at him, unamused.

"No." You say angrily.

"Sure you didn't." He chuckles. "Look, bud, i already said I was sorry if you fell in love with me. I also already said I was married to the adventure." He explains. Mark leans over to you.

"I'm not gonna lie, he is suave," Mark admits. You punch his arm. "Ow!" He whines.

"I didn't come back because I love you." You say, which is… partially true… but mostly false. "I can back because that rock you left me turned into this," Mark holds up the large diamond. Illinois' smile falls a bit. "And that banana I got wasn't a banana," you hold up your gold. Illinois looks at you two before regaining his composure standing up from the bar stool.

"Well, since that rock was found by me, you can hand it over here, partner," he holds his hand out for the diamond. Mark doesn't move. Illinois looks at his hand and back at Mark.

"Well… they were the one who actually found out it was a diamond… you, you cocky bitch, left. I feel like they deserve to keep it." He states. You look at him, smiling. He could be a dick, but he was still your best friend. Illinois blinks and scoffs.

"Oh, is that so? And who might you be?" He asks, putting his hands on his hips.

"I'm their best friend," he claims, "and I think they deserve this more than you do." You look at Illinois, worried. You didn't know if he was violent or not. He didn't seem like it, but you can't just assume. He squints at Mark, and then laughs.

"Ain't you a lucky one?" He turns and says to you, "That's some friend you got here. Tell you what, we'll go on another adventure. We'll split whatever treasure we find, but whoever finds treasure first gets to keep the diamond as well." He suggests. You look at him. He's arrogant. He knows he's gonna win. So do you. You could just walk away and keep the diamond, but you do want to spend time with him. Get to know him better. You're already in love, might as well ride the train till it stops. You take a deep breath.

"Alright," you agree, "let's do it." You reach out to shake hands. Mark stops you.

"You sure about this?" He asks, "We can just… go home. Head back to base. We don't even have to keep the treasure, we can just leave." You knit your eyebrows. He turns fully towards you and puts his hands on your shoulders. "I don't want you to get hurt. Please." Your eyes soften and you smile at him. You put your hands on his shoulders.

"I'm pretty smart, Mark, and I can take care of myself. I'll be fine." You try to convince him. He still looks worried. You hand him the golden banana. "Either way, we'll still have this." He smiles.

"Yeah… alright. Sure," he finally gives in, "but you better not die on me." He warns. You nod. You turn to Illinois, who still has his hand out for you to take. You shake it.

"Deal." You agree. He smirks.

"Let's get going."

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*Take it! Take it!

**Thank you

***Yes

Pardon my Spanish, I'm on my second year lol

[seb-owns-these-tatas]

Chase Collins - Pacify Her (Pt.2)

Characters: Chase Collins x Fem!Reader

Summary: Your co-workers especially the president of the company you are working at has this grudge towards you because you couldn't reciprocate the infatuation he had for you and so you came marching towards your office with a hot head. Shocking you once you saw a very familiar person sitting on your throne.

Warning: Kinda have sugar mommy content? If you squint at it closely. Oral. (Male receiving!) So MUCH suggestive content. VOCAL Chase Collins. Kinda have voyeurism? HEEHEE. VERY DETAILED. PART 2 and I think there's going to be PART 3 when I finally feel the thirst.

Words: 1900+ (Kinda short. Heehee!)

A/N: PARENTAL GUIDANCE MUST BE ADVICED. THIS IS NOT SUITABLE FOR VERY YOUNG AUDIENCES. LOOK AWAY, PURE TATER TOT. LOOK AWAY. (UNEDITED. RAW. PROBABLY HAS LOTS OF TYPOS AND GRAMMATICAL ERRORS. SORRY IN ADVANCE!)

PART 1

You grinned, zipping down your skirt and shimmying out of your clothes. Leaving your black underwear and bra on. "You gonna hit it from the back?"

Chase Collins rolled his eyes, acting like a pent up bitch that you oh-so-love.

"You're one word away from having your anal fantasy over, Y/N."

You laughed out loud, however that laughing was ceased once Chase began to act like a dick and held the back of your head, bringing it down on him with a moan as he kept your mouth on his cock, slowly fucking your mouth with satisfying, slow thrusts that hit the back of your throat.

He grabbed onto your voloptuous hair, tenderly moving it behind your ears to clear his vision as he watch you take his dick so well. "Ah," Chase whispered a moan, making you clench. Jesus, it was so hot. He chuckled to himself, feeling so overwhelmed from the feeling of your hot mouth. His eyebrows cinched together and his mouth parted as he continued to fuck your mouth with agonizing, slow thrusts of his hips. "Now, that's a good girl,"

You could feel his cock twitch in your mouth, his bulbous head hitting the back of your throat that made you gag yet Chase was being one selfish prick at the moment and kept on thrusting with ease, sharp hits that made your eyes water from the sensation. He licked his lips, keeping your head in place and you could taste the salty, sweet taste of his pre-cum oozing out, making you hum in satisfaction.

This was what you needed. Something to keep your mouth shut and something to keep your mind off from the stress.

He maneuvered his hands on the arm rests of your office chair, letting your head go and trusting you with your own pace as he panted on your seat, just feeling your slick mouth slip up and down. The muscles on his torso clenching when you gave off another loud hum. His eyes turning black behind his closed eyelids, never giving you the satisfaction to see him with those sexy eyes of his.

He was still having second thoughts about that even though you already told him that he was sexy and hot with it.

His hands were shaky as he popped the buttons of his dress shirt off, hastily untying his navy blue tie and leaving it around the nape of his neck, looking so delicious and hot. Completely disheveled. He knew what you wanted. Chase knew you on the back of his hand and what gets you off. 

Once he popped the last button off, your baby boy was quick to clasp onto your other hand. The one that wasn't playing with his gonads, obviously. Letting it travel and caress his lean, prominent V-line and torso that immediately tensed from the moment your fingertips touched his hot, sweaty body.

You continued to caress his musculine torso, moaning while you were giving him head as you felt the vein probbing on the flat part of your tongue. He was close. So close.

"I'm close," He breathed out of his ajarred mouth, his words coming out as air out of his nose. You heard him whimper, feeding the confidence surging while feeling him writh like a teenage boy. Oh, the irresistable effects you had on him. Your head went up and down, the part where you couldn't reach was answered with a twist of your wrist before satisfyingly sliding up his cock with a pop.

Automatically, you brought your tongue out as you grab onto his reddish, hard cock. Profoundly sniffing on the underside of his cock, making him whimper a little more louder. Never forgetting to give open mouthed kisses right on his gonads that made him lick his lips for the twentieth time.

You give out a long lick, up towards his bulbous head. Staring up at your gorgeous pretty boy who had his beautiful eyes closed. Your hand was quick to catch on, feeling the protruding veins against the palm of your hand as you pumped him in a fast pace, making Chase moan a loud one.

His moan echoed throughout the office, igniting another big chunk of confidence inside you that made you reach out and grab his jaw with your other free hand, grabbing his attention. He fluttered his dazed eyes in slits, squinting down at you with puzzlement.

"Look at me when I give you head," You purred, keeping eye contact with him. Yet again, he whimpered when he felt you kiss his tip. Your fingers tightened around his jaw, mushing his face. Sounding a bit mischievous and dominant. "Show me those sexy eyes of yours when you cum,"

Chase instantly gave a soft nod, instantly submitting like the good baby warlock he was and you dropped your hands against his lean chest. Caressing the hot flesh with your needy palms. He moaned another while intently watching you give his cock some kitten licks. Deciding that he needed more touch and friction, his own fingers grabbed onto his balls, giving them a tight squeeze as you were licking his cock like a starving human aching for a popsicle.

"Ma'am?" Beverly knocked on the other side of your door. Some important files right on her hands. Her voice was blocked out as you were so into the moment that you had with Chase and so was he, yet Chase knew she was there because she felt her presence from the outside.

"Mmmh," Chase voiced out a hushed moan, grabbing the back of your head and slipping his cock in your wet mouth, staring into your mischievous, glimmering eyes as he immediately went in to plunge in your mouth, thrusting up with short, fast pushes that made you gag. "Yes, yes, yes," He moaned out loud as he finally felt him spasm.

"Ah," Chase moaned another, feeling his balls tighten. His release finally threatening to hit him. His face was completely euphoric, and it was enough to get you off. Though, you didn't have the chance to do so because you were basically choking on his dick. "Ughh," His mouth was in an 'o' and you couldn't help but feel the slick, wet juice moistening between your thighs just by hearing his delicious moans that were solely meant for you and only you.

"Ah, fuck! Such a good girl," He whimpered out loud, as he kept his palms on either side of your head. Keeping you there as you finally felt the hot spurts hit the back of your throat, his cum filling your mouth which made you moan in satisfaction.

Once he emptied everything in your mouth, you dragged your mouth off his sensitive cock. Quickly showing your cum-filled mouth to him as he panted against your office chair. His eyes deliberately fluttered open, and the sight of you and your cum-filled mouth made him emit another moan, sounding like he was trying the latter to hear what was happening inside your office.

He knew and he was one naughty warlock. What was new?

"Oh, God." He took your chin between his fingertips, his eyes intently watching your swollen, messy, red lips. "Swallow everything for me, Baby.."

You were quick to swallow, feeling his sticky, hot liquid fall inside your throat and he hummed, his thumb caressing your lips, catching some of his cum that fell on the side of your mouth as he watch you swallow everything. "Shit," He cussed lowly with a rasp, inserting his thumb on your mouth and you quickly sucked on it. "Please keep me with you forever," Your baby boy sighed, mesmerized by the way you sucked on his thumb like a starved human.

"Men say that whenever their girl gives them head," You muttered as a matter of fact, massaging your jaw that was quite sore from his ministrations. Chase's eyes were glued on you, completely mesmerized because you definitely just sucked him like a goddess and he noticed how you were currently feeling with your jaw, "I'm sorry, did it hurt?" He instinctively reached for your face, caressing your jaw with his thumb.

You raise a brow at that. Well, there was certainly a change in his usual rough mood. Blowjobs can really do miracles for a man.

"I'm feeling dandy, but totally unsatisfied by how horny I am," You crawled out from under your office table, standing up with your wet black lacy panties and bra, hands immediately on your hips to show how insatiable and needy you've become from that hot blowjob. Giving your boy the stink eye as he chuckled, "You know I don't just say that because you basically gave me head," He talked, raking your underwear outfit that was displayed in front of him. Again, he was being lucky today.

You were still glaring at your boy and he practically jumped out of his seat, giving you hungered eyes that wanted nothing but to devour you all day and it made you clench. Finally, you thought. You were gonna have it after a long stressful day. "Damn it, Chase. I'm fucking wet,"

He snickered as he strolled towards you, his hands quickly dragging to your hips, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Oh, I know, baby. You didn't need to state the obvious,"

Here's the part 2 that ya' have been waiting for, buddd! 💕 @anxiousamandapanda

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[queerofcups]

could u do all the numbers for with plans with you and because we are fools if it's not too much trouble? i'm curious :)

Party!

Because We Are Fools

1: What inspired you to write the fic this way?When I first started hanging out in the fandom I had lots of theories about potential relationship structures DnP might be in that were way more complicated than “they’re together and closeted”. This was one of those theories.

2: What scene did you first put down?Dan creating the wedding invite.3: What's your favorite line of narration?Literally any moment where Dan’s like “this is fine. this is fine. i’ll just pretend i’m not in love with him!”. Because girl, what? 

4: What's your favorite line of dialogue?There’s like...not a lot of dialogue in this fic? Proportionately? But for someone that doesn’t do humour that well, I think this is pretty funny. C 

Dan drags a hand through his hair. “Ok. Um. Shit, do I care that they know?” 

He glances at Phil, who’s nonplussed enough to go back to whatever he was doing on his computer. “Phil! Do we care?”

“Care about what?” Phil asks, looking up and pushing his glasses back onto the bridge of his knows. Dan just wants to crawl back into bed with him, honestly. “Oh no, stress quiff.”

“That they know,” Dan says, gesturing to the phone with his other hand. “Fuck the stress quiff.”

“That we have sex?” Phil shrugs. “I thought they all already knew. Also, you remember that time you accidentally got jizz everywhere and we fell asleep and my hair was all weird in the morning? I don’t think I should fuck the stress quiff, Dan.”

“Wow, so they probably also hear that,” Dan says, distressed. “They know we’re fucking and that you’re a fucking oddball.”

“We knew that already,” Louise’s tinny voice says from the phone. “Not the sex thing. The other thing.”

Dan takes a deep breath and focuses on the phone. “Louise. You’re allowed to talk about the sex thing but just with the people you’re with right now. I don’t want this all over youtube. And don’t talk about the other thing at all.”

“The jizz in the hair thing?” Louise asks.

Dan closes his eyes. “Well, it’s too late if I was talking about that. No. The,” he lowers his voice. “the love thing.”

5: What part was hardest to write?Keeping them from just talking about their feelings and getting together, or not, too soon. Because its not a miscommunication fic. Its a fic about people keeping things from each other out of fear, and out of obtuseness, when it would be so much easier (but a much shorter story) to just let them talk and decide if they’re going to date or not. I had to lean super hard on Dan being like, ok but what if he’s not in love with me, despite it being really, really obvious that Phil was. I still think that part is one of the weakest parts of the fic.

6: What makes this fic special or different from all your other fics?It’s the longest thing I’ve written and posted and will be until my PBB. 7: Where did the title come from?From Denitia and Sene’s song Because We Are Fools. That alternate title is also from that song “Why Do We Fall in Love”As for the chapter titles: ch 1 - Frank Ocean - Ivy, ch 2 - Trampled by Turtles - Midnight on the Interstate, ch 3 - The Front Bottoms - Peach, ch 4 - Iron&Wine/The Talking Heads - This Must be the Place, ch 5 - ...i actually have no idea.8: Did any real people or events inspire any part of it?Well I mean. DnP and the other youtubers and TATINOF.9: Were there any alternate versions of this fic?Not really. There were versions where they got together sooner. 10: Why did you choose this pairing for this particular story?I hadn’t yet pledged my allegiance to kickthefire.11: What do you like best about this fic?I have a lot of affection for Fools! It’s the second fic I posted ever and ended up being 20k, like bitch what kind of confidence? I think its an interesting story to read from my perspective because there’s a lot of things I did in this fic that I’d never do again, and some stuff that pops up pretty often.12: What do you like least about this fic?Ok, so I actually don’t think Fools is that good of a fic? I don’t think the characterization holds up all that well (admittedly I feel like DnP have been very open with us in 2017 and I was like, brand new to fandom when I wrote this) and ultimately I think the way I dealt with the “will they, won’t they” is actually a pretty weak narrative. Like there wasn’t enough conflict to warrant the word count. 

Also its unbeta’d which means that whenever I try to reread it, I always end up wanting to go in and fix all the errors.13:What music did you listen to, if any, to get in the mood for writing this story? Or if you didn't listen to anything, what do you think readers should listen to to accompany us while reading?

Yeah! I almost always have little playlists for my fics that I sometimes share.Denitia and Sene - because we are fools.Iron & Wine - This Must Be the PlaceDua Lipa - Thinking 'Bout YouChildish Gambino - Terrified The Front Bottoms - PeachChairlift - Get RealShura - What's It Gonna Be

14:Is there anything you wanted readers to learn from reading this fic?15:What did you learn from writing this fic?

With Plans, With You

1: What inspired you to write the fic this way?I was going through a big big queer punk phase at the time and I find fandom’s depiction of punks to be interesting but not really accurate to my interactions with folks who identify as punk/experience identifying as a punk(....?). A lot of it was also that I was into a queer punk band that was just about to break it big on the mainstream so I was thinking a lot about what it means to be a “sell out”. They ended up not doing so, but that was a big influence.

2: What scene did you first put down?The image of Dan and Alex talking about being sellouts while Alex gets a tattoo. I don’t tend to write stories very out of order.

3: What's your favorite line of narration?I think Dan being really aggressively protective of his identity. I know that I’m constantly on high alert for misgendering and people being even a little weird about trans and gender nonconforming people and, when it happens, immediately being like nope, you’re cancelled, we hate you now. So that felt super true to life (except the part where Phil immediately picks up on it and apologizes. That’s generally not how that part goes, unfortunately).4:What's your favorite line of dialogue?So, context, Dan’s a trans dude and he and some OCs are in a punk band that’s just about to break into the mainstream. 

When they finish, he tilts his head. “So, I take it there’ve been a lot of pregnancy scares among the band?”

Alex glances at Dan, who nods almost imperceptibly, and says. “Nope, just Dan.”

“Yeah?” Phil asks, turning to look at Dan.

Dan shrugs. “Before T, yeah. They knew me pretty well at the clinic. ‘s why I went off dick for a while.”

“Yeah, you did,” Alex says, winking at him.

“Huh,” Phil says, and Dan knows that voice. That is the voice of “I was interested in you, but then figured out what your deal was below the belt”. 

Dan fucking hates that voice. 

Alex seems to pick up on it, juts their chin out a little. “We’re not afraid to talk about queer shit, or trans shit. Dan writes our lyrics, and that’s his life. If I was writing them, I’d probably write about genderqueer shit. Lalala fuck you, I’m not a ma’am.”

5: What part was hardest to write?Probably the opening tattoo scene just because I knew it was going to be a shortish piece, so I had to get the exposition of the whole AU, where the band was, what the relationship between Dan and Alex was all in that first scene.6: What makes this fic special or different from all your other fics?It’s probably the one that’s most of me? Like I have a lot of tattoos, I have exes I’m friends with, I go to a lot of shows and sometimes identify as punk, I’m genderqueer, I use they/them pronouns, I wanted to be a music journalist for years, I was listening to the bands that wrote the songs I lifted for this fictional band. I wouldn’t say its the most personal thing I’ve written (that’s everybody told me it was bad to do), but it was the most things lifted from my life.7: Where did the title come from?90% sure it’s a modification on Priests’ amazing song Modern Love / No Weapon, which is my favorite song of theirs, holy shit.8: Did any real people or events inspire any part of it?Yeah. Like I said above, I was super into this queer punk band that was about to break into the mainstream and of course had lots of people talking about whether they were sell outs or not. They didn’t break the scene because of some stuff, and I’m glad that stuff happened and the scene turned their backs on the band, but there’s a real sense of wow, we really could have had it all. But that’s all extra stuff that happened long after this fic.9: Were there any alternate versions of this fic?Nah. I think about continuing it out into a proper fic, but its so closely tied with me really falling in love with that band that didn’t break the scene and the reason they didn’t break the scene had to do with one of their members doing something really violent and it just hurts to think about now. And I don’t think I could really extricate the fic from those magical few months of loving that band so. Yeah, furthering it existed in my head but I doubt it’ll ever happen. 10: Why did you choose this pairing for this particular story?So I think its obvious why I chose DnP, but I’ll also say the reason I had Dan be in a band with his ex, an ex who’s also his best friend, is because lol that’s pretty true to what I’ve seen in the queer community. There are only so many of us, even fewer when you start factoring in gender stuff, so its hard to just let go of relationships when you break up.

11: What do you like best about this fic?I think the band is a riot and make a perfect greek chorus for DnP’s budding relationship.12: What do you like least about this fic?That I can’t finish it tbh.13:What music did you listen to, if any, to get in the mood for writing this story?Or if you didn't listen to anything, what do you think readers should listen to to accompany us while reading?

Unsurprisingly, a lot of punk! I listened to a lot of The Front Bottoms, Priests, Ought, Modern Baseball, PUP, Girlpool, Childbirth, Chastity Belt, The Spook School, Ramshackle Glory. And two other bands that I won’t rec, but will say that consent is everything folks, and if you don’t ask for it, you deserve to lose your music career!

14: Is there anything you wanted readers to learn from reading this fic?Uhm. That punk is 1000% fewer spikes than you think and way more people in ripped jeans and bandshirts and sticknpokes singing about their feelings.15: What did you learn from writing this fic?Ugh, that I need more queer punks in my life.