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the pink pill | jjk version (m) — “3 days”

➥ banner by: @jkndigo.

➥ PAIRING: jungkook x fem!reader

➥ SUMMARY: In each of these universes, you find yourself consuming what is known as the pink pill. This pill is essentially a drug that enhances your libido to the max and you’ll quite literally never experience arousal like you do when you’ve taken this pill. Thankfully, in each universe, there’s a man that’s ready to help you explore and reach your peak of sexual euphoria.

➥ GENRE: smut ⋆ porn without plot ⋆ best friends

➥ CATEGORY: one-shot [part of the pink pill series]

➥ WARNINGS: unprotected sex (wrap it up!!!!), extremely horny!reader, missionary, cocky!jungkook, doggy style, cum-shot, creampie, crying, overstimulation, kissing, reader asks her bff jk for a favor, they’ve never had sex before(w each other), kissing w tongue, annoying friends, reader is dared into taking the pill, fingerfucking, multiple orgasms, multiple positions, slight choking, bit of spanking, praise, slight guilt for fucking best friend, jungkook’s stamina (deffo inspired by seven), minors DNI

➥ WORDCOUNT: 9.1k

a/n: aaaand the first addition to tpp series is out 🥴 this was originally going to be a short drabble for jk but i liked the concept so much that i decided to make it a one-shot + write one for every single member. so see this as my first thought for the fic (not boring imo but the most basic one? if that makes sense) anyways, hope u enjoy!

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“What even is that?” you ask your friend, Lee, as you reach for the pink package that she just nonchalantly tossed onto your coffee table. You’re seated on your couch as you wrap your fingers around the piece of pink carton, uncrossing your legs once you have it in your hands.

Your eyes scan the white letters around the pink cartoon cat but you still can’t make much sense of it.

“I saw someone tweet about it. Essentially, it’s like viagra for vaginas,” Lee tells you as she leans back into the couch, a cold can of coke in her hand.

You can’t help but snort in mockery as you throw it back onto the table in front of you and say, “There’s no way in hell you actually believe that thing works.”

Your other friend, Yoona, walks out of your kitchen with another can of soda in her hand. She glances at the small pink package on the table as she plops down on your couch next to you, an amused grin on her lips.

Lee shrugs her shoulders as she zaps through the comedy movies catalogue on Netflix with your remote, her eyes absentmindedly shifting to the packaged pill. “I’m not sure. It was like 10 bucks on Amazon.” Her gaze lingers on the pill, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

You roll your eyes, annoyance bubbling in your chest at the fact that your friend is dumb enough to get scammed like this. “10 bucks? They just sold you some cinnamon powder in a capsule and called it a day,” you laugh, returning your attention to the TV as you throw your feet up onto the coffee table.

“Oh, yeah? Then why don’t you take it?” Lee challenges you, pushing the pill in the pink package toward you with her foot.

Your eyes shift toward the pill. “You want me to take that pill right now?” Your eyebrow cocks up and you stare at it for a moment as if it were poison before turning your attention to her. It could very well be poison, actually.

A smirk stretches onto Yoona’s lips as she seemingly enjoys the thought of Lee challenging the most stubborn person on planet Earth. Yoona leans forwards after sipping her coke, parting her lips to say, “Yeah, since you don’t think that it works, right?”

You nonchalantly shrug your shoulders, hoping to appear unbothered. You raise your own drink to your lips and glance at your friends over the rim of your can. “I really don’t,” you say before you take a sip of your iced tea. “But Jungkook is coming over later.”

An evil look twinkles in Yoona’s eyes as your words reach her ears. “Ah, so you do think there’s a chance it works.” She’s proud of her little gotcha-moment but you make sure it’s short-lived.

She watches as you swallow too quickly, a low burp escaping your lips as you scramble to defend yourself.

“No, I literally don’t.” Why would you? Viagra is insanely expensive, to think it’s counterpart is available on Amazon for 10 bucks is insane.

“Then take it,” Lee tilts her head to the side, a shit-eating grin on her lips. “Besides… you keep saying there’s nothing going on between you and Jungkook. Why mention he’s coming over if you’re not fucking him and if you don’t think the pill works?” she adds, eyes twinkling with satisfaction as if she’s got you.

You place your can of iced tea back down on the table with a thud. “I’m not fucking Jungkook, you weirdo,” you grumble as you defiantly reach for the pill.

You and Jungkook have been best friends for years, they know that! They know how both you and Jungkook physically cringe and wince whenever someone mistakes the two of you for a couple. Now, they put the image of having sex with him in your brain and it’s weird.

(Read: Well, lately, it has been crossing your mind but it quickly gets ignored.)

You’re not dumb, you know Jungkook’s been popular for being attractive since forever but he was never really your type.

Keyword: was.

It’s not your fault, though! Jungkook has been growing out his hair and has been working out, his arm is covered in tattoos and he seems to be making good money as a freelance video editor.

“Well, if you’re not fucking him, can I? I don’t know what’s in the air but he’s been changing a lot lately. Like his beauty looks like it doesn’t even belong on Earth.” Yoona takes the final sip of her old drink after she says that, crumpling it up and slamming it down onto the table with an obnoxious exhale.

You can tell she’s saying it to get a rise out of you but you quite literally don’t care. Why would you care about who the hell your friend is fucking?

“Fuck him if you want, I literally don’t care,” you say quietly as you gather the empty cans onto the tray you brought them in. You actually can’t bring yourself to care about Jungkook’s sex life, in all honesty.

“See, you’re jealous! I bet you’re fucking.” Lee’s teaseful words and Yoona’s obnoxious giggles are starting to irritate you. Can’t they just accept the fact you’re not fucking your best friend just because he has a penis?

You glare at the both of them with a twitch in your brows, your nostrils flared and your fingers tingling with the urge to throw the empty cans of soda at them.

You make up your mind and say, “Alright, to prove to you that this stupid pink pill doesn’t fucking work and nothing is going on between Jungkook and I…” You pop the pill out of its pocket and place it on your tongue, swiftly swallowing it down with the rest of your iced tea. “Two birds, one stone.”

The room fills with obnoxious laughter and giggles as they watch you, shaking their head at your obstinance. “You’re so stubborn and so petty,” Yoona adds before taking a sip of her new coke after cracking it open.

“You really think the pussy equivalent of viagra would cost 10 bucks? Be serious,” you grumble in annoyance, throwing your feet up onto the table again and slouch further into your couch as you try to pay attention to whatever is playing on the TV.

They share a mischievous look but you can’t bring yourself to comment on it. “Okay, if you say so.” Lee brings her shoulders up in a shrug and drops the topic for now.

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About 45 minutes later as Yoona and Lee get ready to leave, Yoona nudges you with her foot. “Do you feel anything?”

“No. I don’t. I’m telling you, it’s not real,” you tell them in all honesty. You really don’t feel any different. You don’t show your relief, though.

“Bummer. I really wanted you to learn a lesson,” Lee laughs and blows you a kiss when you put up your middle finger.

You say goodbye as they walk out and you just return your attention to your TV, watching the sappy drama that Lee and Yoona are obsessed with for some reason.

After a few moments, your phone buzzes.

[7:02PM]

Jungkook

Lays or Pringles?

[7:03PM]

You

pringlessssss

[7:03PM]

Jungkook

Bet. Be there in about an hour

[7:04PM]

You

okiii

You mindlessly throw your phone somewhere on the couch beside you and rise to your feet to clean up the mess Lee and Yoona left behind.

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Well, fuck.

About another 40 minutes later, you’re starting to actually regret taking that damn pill.

You can’t fucking believe this. Your nipples have been erect for 20 minutes and you’re sure you’re in need of a change of underwear.

What the hell is in that pill?

You walk into the bathroom to examine your appearance in the mirror. The air knocks out of your lungs at the sight in front of you.

Your pupils are dilated, your cheeks and nose are piping hot. Your lips are swollen and a thin layer of sweat is draped over your forehead.

Your heart has also been beating quicker than usual.

You want to hump everything in your sight. Is this what it’s like for an animal in heat? Fucking hell. You’ve never been this aroused.

Your hand slowly travels down your stomach and under the hem of your sweats. Reaching into your underwear, your fingertips are met with a disgusting amount of pure sticky substance.

If you weren’t wearing your sweatpants so low on your hips, you definitely would have soaked through the thick material of your sweats, that’s how fucking drenched you are.

What should you do? Take a quick shower? It’d be useless to shower now since the effects can last for days. You’d just continue to produce your body’s natural lubrication and you don’t have the time to be showering every hour.

Clean up and change your underwear? That sounds like it’d make the most sense but you’d go through a lot of panties in a couple days too. Maybe you should literally just wear a tampon?

Fucking hell. You should’ve never taken that fucking pill. Damn those fucking friends of yours.

Like a gag in a sitcom, just as you reach for your underwear drawer, your front door swinging open rips through your eardrums. Regret immediately seeps into your stomach for giving Jungkook your spare residence key.

“Honey, I’m home,” Jungkook jokes and the sound of him kicking off his shoes as he closes the door rings in your ears like a blaring alarm.

You want to drop onto your knees and scream until you pass the fuck out. Your eyes flicker between the drawer and your bedroom door. What should you do?

He doesn’t give you much of an option when you hear him searching for you. “Y/N? Where are you?” Jungkook’s voice rings even louder in your ears this time and you can hear him approaching your room. You internally cry out and quickly head towards your bedroom door.

You walk into the hall and watch as he stops in his tracks. He’s wearing a black beanie, grey sweatpants and a grey sweater with a plastic bag in his tattooed hand which you assume are the snacks he picked up on his way here.

Grey fucking sweats.

Jungkook has always been handsome but for fuck’s sake. Your core literally pulsates at the sight of him right now.

“Hey,” you breathe out and walk up to him, brushing past him and into the living room in a straight line.

“Hey… You okay?” His eyebrows shoot up in surprise and quickly pinch into a frown as he follows you into the living room.

You quickly nod your head, hand on your head as you try to collect your thoughts. “Yeah, I’m fine. You?” you say, trying to appear casual as you head into the kitchen to grab a can of his favorite beer.

The sound of the plastic bag full of snacks hitting your coffee table and his body plopping onto your couch doesn’t go unnoticed by you. “I’m great, work was chill.”

You place your hands on your kitchen counter and lean forwards, taking a moment to catch your breath but your breath is not steadying at all.

Your feet carry you to the living room and you carefully place the cans onto the coffee table, trying your best not to look at him in those damn sweatpants.

Jungkook has ditched the beanie and his long black locks are sprawled on the backrest of the couch as he has comfortably sunk into your sofa, hair messy and screaming to be tugged on. You have to fight every bone in your body to not climb onto his lap right now and grind into him.

Have some fucking decorum, he’s your friend. Not an object.

Your chest deflates as you softly exhale. Make your way to the couch as you carefully sit down. Hope to the Lord that you don’t soak through your clothes. You’d usually sit next to him but today you think it’d be best to sit at the other end of the couch.

He aims his frown at you but you pretend not to notice. He doesn’t comment on it, though. You crack your new can of iced tea open because there’s no way you’re putting alcohol in your system with this amount of arousal pooling inside of you.

“What movie are we watching?” he asks after a moment of silence in hopes of deterring the awkwardness as he turns his head to the TV, his thumb pressing one of the arrows on your remote, going through the catalogue of available movies.

“Uh… I don’t know. You can choose,” you mumble as you take a few more gulps to distract yourself.

He frowns at your words but keeps his eyes glued to the TV. “I chose last time. It’s your turn to choose.”

“Yeah, sorry, I just–” you start, which makes him look at you, “just put that one on.” You wave your hand toward the TV and he turns his head to look at the one he’s landed on before you return your attention to chugging your iced tea.

“We watched that one 3 weeks ago.” He sits up this time. “Are you okay? You look like you’re about to keel over,” he says, quietly. He sounds concerned and you sound fucking stupid.

You shake your head as the sparkling beverage burns your throat, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. “I’m fine, I’m okay,” you mumble under your breath.

“Are you trying to convince me or you?” he asks, “And why are you sitting so far away?” he whines as he scoots closer to you, his hand reaching out to grab your waist but you shoot up out of the couch and onto your feet, avoiding his touch by a hair.

The moment he touches you, you’re going to pounce on him. No doubt in your mind.

“No, don’t,” you squeal, taking a step away from the sofa.

Now Jungkook is really fucking confused.

He quickly stands up as well, a concerned yet confused frown on his face. He probably thinks he did something wrong which makes your chest tighten with guilt. “What’s going on? Why are you acting like you’re about to have a fucking stroke?”

You breathe loudly as you pace around the living room with your hands on your head and say, “I might.”

Jungkook’s breath abruptly hitches in his throat as your concerning words ring in his ears. “Wh– Huh? What? Should I call an ambulance?”

You shake your head. “No, it’s not like that,” you mumble before you finally turn to him, dropping your hands from your head and letting your fingers pick at the loose flesh around your nails.

His eyes drop down to your anxious fidgeting before traveling back up to stare at you. “Then, what is it? You’re scaring the shit out of me right now, Y/N.”

He actually does look terrified right now, staring at you with wide eyes as his teeth absentmindedly play with his lip piercings.

You loudly exhale in exasperation and rub your forehead as you consider just telling him. “I fucked up, Jungkook, and I’m panicking,” you say, rubbing your eyes until there’s colored spots in your vision. “I never should’ve taken that fucking pill.”

You watch as his face becomes that of a cartoon character, eyes wide, brows raised to the stars, mouth twitching. “What? Pill? What pill? Are you high?”

You roll your eyes and grunt in annoyance with yourself for phrasing it like that. “No, I–” you groan loudly before cutting yourself off and heading into the kitchen. You wince as you shove your hand into the trash can, taking the ripped pink piece of carton out of the garbage. You stare at it for a while but already find yourself heading back into the living room before you overthink it and change your mind.

Jungkook is still standing in front of the couch, his big brown eyes still wide with concern and his bottom lip reddened from how much he’s been chewing on it.

You walk up to him and with a flick of your wrist, you toss it onto the table in front of him. He glances at the pink package before glancing back up at you but you’re already looking away with your arms crossed.

He slowly sinks back down and takes the ripped package into his hands to examine it. He reads the words for a few seconds but he still seems confused. “Female sexual enhancement and libido boosting? What the fuck is this?”

You groan as you drop to your knees on the floor across from him, in front of the coffee table.

“It’s like viagra for people with pussies and it’s supposed to make you horny as fuck. My friends dared me to take it because I told them it wasn’t real.”

He looks up at you through his brows, a mix of surprise and confusion still on his face. “Do you think it’s laced with something dangerous?”

“No, nothing like that but whatever the fuck they put in it is working. It’s fucking working,” you whine as you place your elbows on the coffee table in front of you with a loud thud, burying your face in your palms.

There’s a moment of silence between you two.

“So like…” he begins, trying to stifle a laugh, “you’re really horny? Right now?”

“Jungkook,” you groan, eyes shamefully looking up at him and you’re just in time to watch him clutch his arms around his stomach as he just obnoxiously laughs in your face. “Stop laughing!”

He chuckles for a little while longer before calming down. “I’m sorry, I’ve just never heard of this before. How are you feeling?” He places it back onto the table and returns the eye contact, still an annoying grin on his soft lips.

“Like I could fuck the fridge if it had a dick.”

Jungkook bursts out laughing maniacally, throwing himself back onto the couch as he exaggeratedly gasps for air.

“Jungkook! I’m panicking, stop laughing!” you whine, standing back up on your feet as heat rushes to your face, a lump of embarrassment forming in your throat.

“Sorry, sorry,” he chuckles as he wipes a tear at the corner of his eye. “You’re just so fucking stupid.”

You huff in response and glare down at him, his eyes slowly trailing up your body to meet yours and the single act of his black eyes drinking you in makes a curtain of lava drape over your already burning body.

You tap your foot against the floor impatiently. “What should I do?” You chew on your lip as you ask him the impossible question.

He simply shrugs his shoulders and leans back into the couch, hands on his upper thighs right below his hips. He’s not making this any fucking easier. “Masturbate. Or go get fucked.”

You wince, a thousand volts of electricity travelling up your vertebrae at his words. “Tonight’s our movie night, though.”

“Babe, you’re clearly not in the right headspace to be watching a movie with me.”

You internally scream at the pet name he sometimes uses when the both of you are alone. It never makes you feel anything in particular but right now, your stomach clenches at the pet name and you’re painfully reminded that it didn’t help your sticky underwear situation at all.

“Still, I don’t want to ditch you. That’s not cool,” you mutter as you take a seat on the couch, cringing as your panties stick to your core and your slick is undoubtedly smeared all over your sex and inner thighs. No matter how nonchalant he is about the situation, you’re too embarrassed to excuse yourself now to go change your damn underwear.

“So what? You’re just gonna sit next to me and squirm all evening?” he asks you, a genuine look of confusion on his face.

“Mhm.” You shrug your shoulders in hopes of appearing nonchalant and unbothered as you reach for the remote.

But you’re extremely bothered. Hot and fucking bothered.

“You can go masturbate, you know. I’m not going to act weird about it,” he tells you with a carefree air around him as he tears a bag of chips open.

His words make your pussy clench around nothing and you have to actively remind yourself to cross your arms to hide your erect nipples, despite the fact he has probably already noticed.

“I doubt masturbating will do the trick. Besides, it says the effects can last up to 72 hours. I’m not going to masturbate for 3 days.”

He breaks into a fit of giggles again, making you roll your eyes as you swing one of your legs over the other. It appears casual but really, you’re just looking for some friction.

“You’re so dumb for taking that pill.” He reminds you, as if you don’t already know that. He glances at you when a childish huff pushes past your lips.

Neither of you say anything else but the moment of silence is disturbed by the scrunching of the bag of chips in Jungkook’s hands.

You take a moment as you consider what you really want to ask him. Should you just say fuck it and ask him to fuck the shit out of you?

The idea quickly gets obliterated by your rational self and you finally choose a movie to play.

Throughout the movie, you notice Jungkook’s eyes on you every now and then. The constant crossing of your legs and arms doesn’t go unnoticed by him but he never comments on it.

You’re doing great until a sex scene starts playing on the screen. You suck in a breath as you watch intently, your fingers twitching in your lap.

The actress on the screen is crying out in – over the top – pleasure as the man pounds into her, the headboard of the bed banging against the wall exaggeratedly makes the frames that are hung up on the wall crash to the ground with a loud clatter. You know it’s all fake but that doesn’t stop the gushing in your panties.

“Y/N,” Jungkook chuckles as he motions for you to skip the scene but you don’t react to him.

You stare blankly ahead of you at the TV, sitting in silence. You can see Jungkook shaking his head at your stubbornness in the corner of your eye as he stretches his arm over your lap, reaching for the remote that’s next to your thigh. His arm is hovered over your lap, face almost pressed into your chest and his cologne is the final drop that has your head spinning.

The silence that falls around the two of you as you impulsively wrap your hand around his wrist – that’s reaching for the remote – is suffocating.

He instantly freezes, eyes glued to the remote that he had just wrapped his fingers around. He’s in an awkward position, lying on his hip and his arm stretched out over your thighs with his face mere inches away from your breasts.

You finally decide to speak up.

“Will you do me a favor?” you quietly ask him after those few moments of silence as you let go of his wrist, your eyes nervously glued to your fingers as you fidget with the laces of your sweatpants.

This time, Jungkook is quiet.

Jungkook is never quiet.

The tension is palpable and it makes you want to jump off your balcony right now. His silence is already starting to make you regret asking him.

He slowly moves back to his seat but you can’t see much else as you refuse to look away from your lap.

He finally speaks up and you’re conflicted on whether you’re relieved that he does or not. “Are you asking me what I think you’re asking of me?” His voice is lower than usual. It sends a quick shiver down your spine and awakens the goosebumps on the upper layer of your skin.

You don’t even look at him and in response, you just stay quiet, your silence confirming his speculation.

You two sit in unbearable silence for what seems like a damn eternity, the obnoxious moaning coming from the TV is not making this any easier. Jungkook seems to be in deep thought before you see him rise to his feet in your peripheral vision. You swallow thickly as he starts heading towards the entrance hall.

Shit. He’s leaving.

You don’t blame him, though. Who the fuck asks this of their best friend?

You shut your eyes tightly, holding your breath as you patiently wait for the sound of the door clicking close to hit your ears.

But it never comes.

“Are you coming or not?”

His words shoot into your eardrums like a thousand needles and it makes your heart violently jerk against your ribcage.

You crack your eyes open to see him standing in the doorway of the hall, back turned to you but his head turned over his shoulder as he stares you down with an unreadable expression clouding his face. A frown climbs its way onto your brows as you slowly get up. Your feet take you to him on their own, body magnetizing towards him as your stomach bursts with excitement and your veins are set aflame with desire.

You shyly follow him into your bedroom as if you’re the one visiting his home. “Are you sure?” you quietly ask him as you enter your bedroom after him, closing the door with a soft thud.

He slowly turns to you, head cocked to the side as his black gaze drapes over your body and makes you feel incredibly small. “You’re my friend in need of some help. Why would I not be sure?” His face is a bit expressionless and his voice sounds different than what you’re used to.

Your brows pinch together at his disregardance. “Jungkook, this isn’t a usual request. I’m not asking you to drop me off at home after work or to delete an ugly picture of me you posted on your instagram. I’m–”

“You’re asking me to fuck you. I don’t see why it has to mean anything more than what it is. Sex isn’t that big of a deal, Y/N.”

You idly blink at him, listening to his blunt words as he casually tells you he’s down to fuck you. All those years of the two of you swearing you had never crossed any lines, how you don’t see each other that way, how you’re like family and this is what it’s come to?

The doubt glimmering in your eyes doesn’t go unnoticed by him, evident by the crossing of his arms over his chest and the cocking of his head to the side. “Are you sure?” he asks you this time, his voice soft and his tone neutral.

You stare at him for a couple seconds but you’ve made up your mind.

You start walking past him, heading for your bed. You tuck your fingers under the hem of your sweats and wiggle them off your hips as you turn around to face him again, stepping out of the sweats pooling at your ankles. You take a seat on the edge of your bed and kick your sweats away, all whilst looking up at him through your pretty lashes.

You notice that his own breath is getting heavier. His Adam’s apple bobs up and down as he watches you slowly lean back on your hands, bending your legs at the knees and propping your feet up onto the edge of the mattress as you spread your thighs wide apart, allowing him to witness your extreme arousal firsthand.

Jungkook’s eyes drop down to what’s between your legs, the massive wet patch of slick on your panties and your inner thighs lathered in your stickiness make his eyebrows twitch.

“Is that pill giving you a major confidence boost too?” he mumbles as he walks up to you, referring to how you’re usually on the shy and modest side. He tugs his sweatshirt off and throws it somewhere on your floor.

“I don’t give a fuck about what it’s given me, I need you to fuck me like you’ve never fucked anyone before. Right now,” you say with a hiss to your tone as you ditch your t-shirt, leaving you in your sheer tank top and no bra.

Your erect nipples haven’t gone unnoticed by him and your words make him grunt in response. You watch as he starts palming himself through his sweatpants, body now towering over you as he stares down at you.

You’ve seen Jungkook shirtless before, when he’s working out or playing some random sport with his friends that you agreed to cheer him on for from the sidelines. Even when he stays over or you stay over at his. So, his physique shouldn’t be surprising to you and it isn’t, but the sight of his bare torso right now drives you up the fucking wall.

He reaches for the hem of your panties, making you close your thighs as he yanks them down your legs. The massive string of slick still connected to your underwear makes him swear loudly, your panties aggressively tossed to the floor by him.

“I can’t believe how wet it’s made you,” he grunts as he places his hands on your knees and gently spreads your thighs again, eyes glued to your sticky pussy. “I’m pretty confident I’ve satisfied all the people I’ve had sex with but I’ve never seen anything like this. You’re fucking dripping.”

And you are. You can hear the splatter of a droplet hitting your floor and the embarrassment drives you absolutely insane.

You notice his hand tightening around his boner. “Fuck, I want to taste.”

You can tell he wants to touch, lick, taste you but you’ve already made it clear that you need him to fuck you right this instant.

“Jungkook, I’ll literally die if you don’t fuck me right now.” You lean back onto your elbows, eyes still staring up at him as he slowly starts tugging his sweatpants down his legs. Soon he ditches the Calvin Klein boxers too, allowing his erection to spring free.

Your eyes drop down to the dick in his hand, hard as a rock as he spits in his hand and strokes himself whilst eyeing you. His dick is red at the tip but darkens at the shaft, it’s not massive but it’s not small either. It’s just the right size. The sight alone could have you squirting hands-free.

You need to be sedated.

“I don’t have any protection on me,” he begins, “Are you–”

You cut him off. “I’m clean. Are you?”

You know Jungkook is incredibly responsible when it comes to his sex life but you still make it a thing to ask.

“Yeah,” he breathes out. Upper teeth sunken into his bottom lip. Strokes his own dick.

“Good, ‘cause I need to feel everything,” you grunt as you reach for your clit. You drag your fingers up your wet slit and pull your fingers away from your pussy to show him the thick string of your slick that stays connected from your pussy to your fingers. The string doesn’t break even though you’ve stretched it out a few inches.

It’s your way of telling him you don’t need any prep because you are disgustingly drenched.

“Fuck,” he mumbles under his breath, running a hand through his hair. He takes a few moments to collect himself before he positions himself at your sex. He rubs the head of his dick up and down your slit, gathering your slick onto his tip with a hiss escaping his mouth. “Birth control?”

Your legs violently jerk at the sensation of the head of his dick rubbing up and down your slit. You could cum right now. “Yeah.” Your reply leaves your lips in a pornographic moan and you can’t even bring yourself to be embarrassed about it.

He positions his dick at your hole with one hand whilst the other supports your leg by the back of your knee. “Ready?”

“For fuck’s sake, just put it in already. I feel like I’ll come undone any second,” you whimper, your chest rising and falling dramatically as you pant.

A deep chuckle rumbles in his chest, looking up into your eyes for the first time since you showed him your wet pussy. He slowly starts pushing into you, his eyes watching your face as your mouth falls open and your eyebrows scrunch together at the intrusion.

A whiny groan leaves his throat as your walls wrap around him. “Holy shit. You’re so fucking tight. So fucking wet,” he mumbles more to himself as he starts pushing further in, the sweet moans spilling from your lips raising goosebumps on his arms as you clench around him, threatening to milk him of everything he’s worth.

He leans forward and hovers over you, wedging himself in between your legs as he keeps pushing into you. His hands are flat against the mattress on each side of your waist, the back of your knees bent at his forearms, around his elbows. You’re spread so wide that the sound of your soaking pussy is, at times, louder than the slapping of his skin against yours.

You cry out at the pleasure, it’s like your sensitivity has been cranked up to a hundred. Your senses are sent into overdrive, the tiniest friction has your head spinning because nothing compares to how you’re feeling right now.

You open your eyes to the most beautiful sight you’ve ever seen, Jungkook on top of you with his bottom lip trapped between his teeth, his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes closed. He’s gorgeous.

Tears prick in your eyes at the pleasure, the head of his dick rubbing against your walls so good has you seeing stars. You can feel every single ridge, vein, nook and cranny of his dick as he fucks into you. Your walls tighten around him so well, your slick already making a sticky mess against his sex and your bum.

As if he sensed you looking at him, his eyes crack open and stare down at yours. His gaze drops down to your lips and before you know it, he has his lips pressed to yours. You’re surprised at first but your lips quickly work back, a moan escaping your throat which allows him to lick into your mouth.

After several minutes of making out and fucking, Jungkook pulls back to catch his breath. “Sorry about that but you feel– you feel so fucking good,” he grunts as he leans back again, turning you onto your side and lifting your leg as he continues to fuck into you.

You yelp at the switch of position, your fingers tightly wrapping around the sheets under your waist, watching as your leg slightly jerks against his chest but he restrains your thigh as he holds onto it tightly.

The familiar clench in your stomach takes you by surprise. Already?

“I’m gonna fucking cum. I’m gonna–” You have never orgasmed this fast and definitely not from solely penetration before but this pill is working wonders.

Jungkook nods his head in understanding as he kisses your calf that’s up on his shoulder. “Cum on my dick, babe,” he says with a moan before he tilts his head back in bliss.

Fuck him for using that pet name.

“Oh, fuck. Oh, my God. I’m gonna…” you cry out as your orgasm drops onto you like a pile of fucking bricks, a million volts of electricity frying your brains and making your heart beat a thousand miles a minute.

You’re grateful that Jungkook keeps fucking you because your orgasm has never lasted this long before. Your legs are shaking, your hands are bunching up the sheets around you and your throat burns from the cries you’ve let out.

The continuous clenching of your pussy during your orgasm has pushed Jungkook to the edge as well, his brows furrowed in concentration.

His own orgasm approaches him as his thrusts get a little rougher, your breasts bouncing from the momentum of his hips slamming into yours.

Not long after you, he pulls out in one swift motion. It seems like he pulled out right on time because ropes of his warm cum instantly land all over your sex and stomach the moment he pulls out.

He reaches for his dick and pumps himself to milk himself of every drop, bottom lip trapped between his teeth as he watches himself cum all over his best friend.

His hand comes to a halt and he collapses on top of you, face buried in the crook of your neck as he tries to catch his breath.

After a few moments of silence and no movement other than the heavy breathing, you say, “Jungkook…”

He pauses for a moment and then says, “Give me a few minutes, I’ll be ready for round two in a bit.” His voice is quiet and muffled from being buried in the crook of your neck.

“Round two?” you ask him, a scrunch on your brows as you frown at the ceiling.

He slowly lifts his head, his eyes searching yours. “Yeah, you don’t wanna go for round two?” he asks, his voice is neutral as if he’s asking you about the weather. Doesn’t he realize he just fucked you? He’s talking to you with the sweetest look in his eyes as if he didn’t just give you most mind-blowing orgasm of your life.

“Well… Yeah. But I don’t expect you to,” you quietly say, blinking up at him with doe eyes.

“Nonsense,” he grumbles as he finally pushes himself off of you, his softening dick retreating from you. He glances down at your chest and looks back up at you. “Can I take this off?” he asks, gently tugging at your tank top.

Without another word, you reach for the hem of your tank top and pull it over your head. He quietly apologizes as he takes it from you and uses it to wipe your body clean before tossing it aside. He knows you’re too fucked out to scold him for it.

Jungkook’s eyes immediately drop down to your breasts, his big brown eyes practically bulging out of their sockets. His hands reach up but freeze right above your breasts, eyes glancing up to read your expression and see if it’s okay to touch them.

Your eyes flicker with desperation. “Please,” you breathe out, encouraging him to go ahead.

He brings his hand up to his mouth and licks at his thumb, bringing it down to toy with your erect nipple. “Wow,” he whispers, closing in on your other breast with his mouth as he gently licks and sucks on your nipple.

Your moans sound pathetic, hips involuntarily thrusting up into his. It makes him chuckle like the cocky asshole that he is, his hand gently pressing against your stomach to push your hips down. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone this horny,” he states as he rolls off of you and props himself up next to you, leaning on his elbow to support his own weight.

His hand slowly trails from your breast down to your stomach and you’re already spreading your thighs further apart for him which makes him chuckle again. The tips of his middle and ring finger find your clit, the direct contact to the most sensitive area in your body sends a shiver down your legs.

Small circles are being rubbed onto your clit by his soft fingers and after a few moments, his eyes shift down to his fingers as he pulls them away from your pussy. “Look,” he says in a deep exhale.

You glance down at his hand like he’s asking you to. He’s showing you the string of slick that’s connected to his fingers and if you weren’t high off arousal right now, you’d be extremely embarrassed at how wet you are.

His fingers dive back in, sliding in between your folds and massaging all around before he plunges his fingers into you. This makes you thrust your hips straight up into his hand, a pornographic moan spilling from your lips.

“You’re so needy,” he chuckles, pushing you down as he starts furiously fucking his fingers into you, curling them repeatedly to assault your g-spot.

You yelp at the torture on your sweet spot. “Shut the fuck up,” you grunt, your reaction to his teaseful words makes him chuckle.

He presses his soft lips into the side of your neck as he continues his abuse on your pussy, not commenting on the way your legs jolt and jerk with every curl of his fingers but forcefully restraining you from writhing with his own body.

“Jungkook, I’m gonna–”

“Already?” he teases you, twisting his body so half of it is now hovering over you. You turn to look at him as you sob, the squishing sounds your pussy makes are loud enough to finally embarrass you. His face is hovering right over yours as his hands slam into your sex. Your hands reach up to the back of his head, pulling him down to press your lips into his so you can avoid his piercing gaze.

He wastes no time kissing you back, his hand picking up its insanity-inducing pace. White spots cover your eyelids as a strange sensation washes over you. It’s not an orgasm, you don’t recall ever feeling this before. You cry into his mouth and it takes you a second to realize you’re squirting all over your bed.

“Fuuuck,” Jungkook grunts into your mouth, the pace of his hand never faltering as it continues to slam into your sex. Tears stream down your face as your second orgasm quickly approaches you right after your squirt session, your legs continuously jerking and squirming under him.

“Jungkook–!” you sob as your hips involuntarily recoil against the mattress, your orgasm finally hitting you directly after your squirt session. Your hips running away from Jungkook’s hand doesn’t mean anything to him. He just keeps fucking his fingers into you. Lips still pressed to yours as he swallows your pleading cries.

He hums against your mouth, lips wrapping around your tongue as he gently sucks on it. You aggressively squirm under him, your hands weakly pressed up against his shoulders and chest in an attempt to push him off. He finally gets the memo and retreats his fingers.

He can’t help himself as he pulls away from your lips, bringing his sticky fingers to his mouth and sucking them clean, humming in delight at the taste of his best friend.

He pulls his fingers out of his mouth with a pop and sits up, looking down at the mess you created. “Damn. I didn’t know you could do all that,” he mumbles before running his hand back up your disgustingly wet slit, holding you down with his other hand to keep you from squirming.

You can’t even answer, you’re completely fucked out under him, trying to catch your breath.

“You’re not giving up on me, are you?” he quips, using his sticky hand to pump his growing erection.

Your eyes drop down to his hand, swallowing hard as you eye his dick. “Get on all fours, come on,” he says as he slaps your thigh, getting on his knees on your mattress in front of you.

“Give me a second, you freak,” you mumble as you prop yourself up on your elbows. You shake your head in an attempt to gather your thoughts but it doesn’t do much.

You finally turn over and lazily get onto your hands and knees, arms shaking and you try your best to ignore your slick trickling down the back of your thighs.

His hand comes down to knead your asscheek, a low grunt leaving his throat. “If there’s one thing I’ve fantasized about when it comes to you, it’s your ass,” he mutters under his breath, both his hands now kneading the soft skin of your bum.

“You’ve fantasized about me?” you ask him, glancing over your shoulder to look back at him.

His eyes glance into yours before they return to your perky ass in front of him, one hand stopping the kneading of your cheek to pump his dick and position it at your sex.

“I’d be lying if I said I haven’t,” he starts, “but it was only a handful of times and it was way back when we first met, no worries,” he adds, rubbing the tip of his dick up your slit. “I take our friendship seriously.”

It knocks a moan out of you and your arms already give out, your face colliding with the mattress under you. How seriously did you both take this friendship if you’re rubbing your genitals together right now?

“Have you fantasized about me?” he quietly asks you, a quiet hiss leaving his lips as he continues to rub his tip up and down your wetness.

You sniff, silently thinking about your answer for a moment before sighing and saying, “Maybe once a year.”

A soft chuckle escapes his lips at your response and he shakes his head. He doesn’t reply and instead pushes into you, groaning at the stretch again. “I literally just fucked you, how are you still so–” he groans loudly as he bottoms out. He throws his head back as he starts fucking into you but quickly tilts it back down to watch the skin of your asscheeks recoil against his hips.

Your pathetic wimpers make him reach around your hip, gently rubbing your clit as he starts thrusting into you. You cry out at the overstimulation, stretching your arm out behind you to push into his lower stomach in an attempt to push him off but there’s absolutely no strength behind the push because you don’t want him to stop.

“You sound so fucking pretty like this,” he grunts, fingers continuing to rub circles on your overstimulated clit and he pays absolutely no mind to your hand pressing into his lower abdomen. “Tell me how I’m making you feel.”

With another sob into your pillow, you shake your head at his request. He can’t possibly expect you to form a coherent sentence, right?

That’s until you feel a sharp sting spread through your asscheek, your ass recoiling from the spanking he just gave you. You gasp and lazily turn your face to look over your shoulder at him as you shout, “Jeon Jungkook!”

He leans over, his chest pressed into your back and his lips pressed against your ear. “Tell me,” he whispers as he pushes you forward, watching you fall flat onto your stomach, face pressed into the pillows. You’re now fully lying face down on the mattress.

Just as you turn to look over your shoulder at him, he has entered you again. The fact that you’re lying face down with your legs together makes him curse as he struggles to enter you all the way but he does, the feeling of being wrapped all around him has you seeing stars.

He places his hands on each side of your elbows as you prop yourself up on them, his lips pressed to the shell of your ear and his chest pressed into your back as he starts thrusting into you again.

“Jungkook,” you moan as you turn your face slightly, eyes staring up at him. His face is so close to yours, eyes glued to the mattress underneath you.

“Tell me how it feels, baby.”

Fuck. Why would he call you that?

Your mouth is agape and your eyebrows are furrowed as Jungkook keeps fucking into you from behind, his eyes finally shifting to yours. His proximity and intense eyes make you finally comply as you say, “It– It feels so fucking good.”

His black eyes penetrate yours and you can’t tear your eyes away from his. “You look so fucking pretty like this, Y/N, holy shit. I just wanna–” he grunts as he cuts himself off, dropping his forehead onto your shoulder as he keeps fucking into your tightness.

“You just wanna what?” you say, a soft whimper following your words as you encourage him to finish his sentence.

“Destroy you.”

A cry spills from your lips the moment he says that, the pace in which he’s thrusting picks up and it’s getting rougher with each passing second. At this point you’re almost getting hatefucked and you can’t help but love every second of it.

“I hope that’s a promise,” you manage to reply.

“Oh yeah?” His hand wraps around your throat from the back, making you lift your head up, the back of your head colliding with his shoulder. Your temple is pressed against his jaw as he gently squeezes your throat.

The sinful sounds such as his skin slapping against yours, the squelshing of your wet pussy and the moans spilling from your lips are the only things you can hear and want to hear at this moment.

Jungkook’s lips and nose graze the shell of your ear, quiet moans leaving his mouth and you can only describe it as liquid gold being ladled into your ear by angels.

“Fuck, come ride me.” He doesn’t even wait for a response as he slides right out of you, lets go of your throat and drops his body next to yours before rolling onto his back. His strong arms reach for you and yank you up by your arm and waist, pulling you toward him.

A surprised yelp leaves you as you’re forced to climb onto him, every single time your clit grazes his skin has you biting back a pathetic sob. You guide his dick toward your sex and without hesitation, you sink right down onto his sex.

He grunts at the way you tightly wrap around him, hands reaching for your hips. You start bouncing on him, thighs and ass slapping into his hips which makes him moan your name softly.

You throw your head back in pure bliss and place your hands on his thighs, allowing yourself to lean back on them and support your weight as you fuck yourself on his dick.

“Holy shit,” he mumbles as he watches your every movement, eyes scanning the way your face twists in pleasure, the way your breasts bounce, the way your stomach jiggles, the way pretty moans continuously fall from your lips.

He brings his fingers to your sex and rubs that pattern that you like directly onto your clit. He watches as your body starts jerking and your legs start trembling with a shit-eating grin.

“I’m gonna… I’m gonna–”

He cuts you off. “I know, pretty. Cum all over me,” he says as he continues to stimulate your already overstimulated clit.

You want to keep riding, you really, really want to but you can’t. Your body collapses right on top of his torso, breathless and a mess. He jumps right into action as he holds onto your forearms and pins them into your lower back, holding you tightly against his chest as he thrusts up into you.

Your face is buried in the pillow right next to his head, your cries probably deafening him as he fucks you toward your 3rd orgasm of the hour. Your body is moving like jelly at this point and you can’t contain your sobs as your body continues to tremble like a leaf in the wind.

Your 3rd orgasm hits you like a fucking train and you can’t even move, you keep crying in Jungkook’s hold as he mercilessly pounds his hips up into you.

Fireworks explode on the back of your eyelids, electricity fries your brain into a pile of mush and your body is set alight, all your nerve endings bursting with magma.

When you’ve ridden out your orgasm, a surprised whimper rips through your throat when you’re suddenly flipped, thrown onto your back against your mattress and your legs pushed back towards your torso.

He climbs onto you and slides right back in, ignoring your cries of overstimulation as he harshly fucks into you, his hands placed against the mattress right next to your ribs on each side of your body.

You weakly crack your eyes open to glance up at him, your gaze shifting all over his face. The layer of sweat covering his forehead and nose, his bottom lip trapped in between his bunny teeth, his eyes staring deep into your fucking soul.

“Where… Where do you want me to cum?” he breathily asks, his hips aggressively recoiling against yours as his own orgasm approaches him rapidly.

“Fill me up until you pass out, Jungkook.” Your voice is hoarse at this point, cracking at the end of your sentence. He knows it’s nothing more than a figure of speech but it’s got his hips stuttering for a moment.

“Fuck, you’re so…” He can’t even finish his sentence as he’s finally releasing his load, shooting ropes of his cum straight into his best friend.

“Fuck,” he curses continuously as his thrusts get inconsistent. His head drops onto your shoulder, eyes squeezed shut as he moans softly with each sloppy thrust, the disgusting squelching of his cum being fucked into you rings louder than any alarm. After his climax has washed away, he finally collapses on top of you, face nuzzled in the crook of your neck.

You stay like that, staring up at the ceiling as tears roll down the sides of your face from the pleasure, overstimulation and sensitivity still pulsating in your veins.

After a few more moments, Jungkook quietly rolls off of you and tries to catch his breath.

You wipe your cheeks with the back of your hands and exhale deeply before whispering his name.

He opens his eyes and turns his head to you, humming softly in response.

“Thank you,” is all you can say.

He shakes his head and props himself up on his elbows as he glances at you. “Don’t thank me just yet. You said it can last up to 3 days, right?”

Your brows pinch together and your stomach bursts into flames. “What do you mean?”

“I mean that I’m not done with you yet.”

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funhouse-mirror-barbie · 8 months

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This will be more of a vent post than it is a critique or review. It’s just something I personally find so agitating and I wanted to talk about it to just get the feelings of my chest.

I hate. And I mean hate. That they named her “Vaggie”

More below cut/includes slight spoilers from released content and leaked audition sheets.

I just. And please keep in mind that this is all my personal opinion and you’re allowed to think whatever you want. You can love her name and think it’s the most creative beautiful name in the world and that’s fine. That’s your opinion, and that’s great!!

But this is my opinion—V’s name isn’t funny. It’s not creative or clever.

It comes off as trying to be “edgy” or daring, but it just flops. And it’s incredibly frustrating to be sapphic (I’m a lesbian) and to see one of only TWO sapphic characters be literally named after “female” genitalia.

And I wondered for a while if I was just being weirdly picky about this, but if this leak turns out to be real (and I am PRAYING it’s not):

Then the exterminators, a seemingly entire female group, are named after genitalia. Like. Why? What is the point of having a group of characters being named after genitals??

I have a hard time describing why this makes me so angry and makes me feel so disrespected. I think it’s because:

1. Whether intentional or not, it comes off as reducing women characters to their genitalia.

2. It’s reducing a sapphic (possibly lesbian, but never confirmed) character to her genitals. Again, whether or not this is intended, the writers have made it so that everyone who hears these characters names immediately thinks “oh like Vagina”. This is even a joke in the prequel comics:

And the FIRST EPISODE:

Apparently the original character that V is based on was actually named “Vagina” just straight up. Oh but they used a Y. Because. That really makes it unique a cool. (Being sarcastic)

3. Again. I don’t care if this was the intent or not. But it feels just so so reductive to name a whole GROUP of women characters after different female genital parts. It’s just disrespectful. And again, I don’t think it was meant to be this—but it just? It’s so reductive and just stupid.

Like. I also want to make it clear that I’d be saying the SAME thing as I am now if it was a male character named “Penissy” or “Scrothomas” or some stupid shit. If Angel Dust’s name was like… “Tainty” or “Schlong” or something I would also be frustrated and upset.

Because that would be the same thing. A gay man character reduced to his genitals. Anyway this is done, it’s disrespectful and feels gross and reductive to me.

But I don’t know what I expected because this is the same writing team that thinks a character referring to himself as “The Dickmaster” and saying “dick” 600 times in a row is peak comedy writing. Ugh.

Again, I’m sorry this is more a personal vent than any sort of review or critique. I’m genuinely hoping that the Lute audition sheet is not anything that will show up in the show, and that Clitorissa and Labianne will never see the light of day. It’s just.

It’s not funny. It’s stupid, and annoying, and I hate it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

And V deserved to be called by a real name, not a edgy unfunny punchline.

#funhouse convo #media criticism #media critique #hazbin hotel critical #hazbin hotel critique #helluva boss critical #also no it being short for vagatha doesn’t make it better #it just makes me sad because I like v #I like her a lot she’s one of my fav characters #but she’s treated like a boring joke all the time #and she doesn’t even have a real name #I hate it #it’s just misogynistic

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twigg96 · 5 months

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Merle X Reader HC/Fic

Sooo... I might have a thing for the Dixon boys lol.... Here are some HCs for Merle. Next in this series will be either Negan or Rick <3

Merle didn't do relationships... he normally did flings. Hot, steamy, one night stands that meant nothing to either partner. That took no emotional effort at all on his part.

Merle didn't normally do emotions. Emotions were messy. Emotions got him hurt. His emotional bandwidth was taken up by family. Or what was left of it anyway...

But then he met you... when his normal coping mechanisms of harsh comedy and pulling away didn't work on you and you only drew closer to the crass man only wishing to know him further... Merle started to become intrigued with you and these new feelings bubbling up in him. Although he wouldn't dare label the emotions as anything more than curiosity. You would say you and Merle had become thick as thieves.

He brought you home to meet his brother. Something he often did with some of his long term flings but something was special about you. Something different. He hadn't fucked you... as a matter of fact he didn't really want to or feel a need to... he just wanted to keep you close. Watch you hang out with Daryl in their little trailer and watch a shitty movie with an arm around your shoulder... if you let him. It was a weird feeling that pissed him off slightly. He knew your body was fucking smoking hot. He knew he should be simply banging you silly in his room, listening to this movie in the background, before moving on with his life. Not dwelling on whatever the fuck this new feeling was. But as you laughed at the movie, handing the popcorn to Daryl and leaning into his own side more, sharing a joke Merle knew would soon become an inside joke between the two of you, treating the younger Dixon as an equal instead of a pest or a nuisance who didn't belong in his own home like so many of his partners had before... it peaked his interest to peer deeper into those unknown emotions he was experiencing.

Taking you out to go hunting was just one way Merle showed his... interest in you. It was his way of showing off his skills in the sport as well as teaching you vital skills he learned in his life. Skills he hoped you'd never have to use. Skills he could never know would end up saving not only your life but the lives of many in the future. Merle saved for weeks at his shitty dead end job (dealing wasn't always what it was cracked up to be) to pay for all three of your hunting licenses (just cause he lived life in the fast lane didn't mean he always felt the need to skirt the law... didn't help he used a fake ID to get the damned things though) and everything you'd need to go in the coming weeks. If there was anything he could pride himself in it was semi-legally bringing food to the table.

Inviting you over the night before he let you take his own bed and to the amazement of Daryl he took the couch. Merle had claimed it was so that when he got up to get ready he wouldn't wake you, but in the morning when he woke up at the ungodly hour before the sun rose to find you already awake, completely dressed and brewing coffee, Merle was damned tempted to call off the hunt to spend the day at home hunting you. But Daryl coming out of the bathroom with a toothbrush hanging out of his mouth and a tired far away look in his eye reminded him he had a duty to get meat for harsh winter ahead.

However Merle never had the patience to hunt normally... So he brought along entertainment and some accelerators that made the hunt go by faster and in his favor. Leading you through the woods the two of you walked silently saying a quick good luck to Daryl as he took off on his own. Merle knew his brother always did do better on his own and would probably out hunt you both, his proclivity to hunt from the break of dawn until the sunset baffled Merle. Settling you down in a small grove of oak trees Merle wrapped an arm around your waist pointing in the direction the deer would appear if he scouted right. The sun slowly rose into the sky turning it a deep red before it ascended into the sky. The cool fall morning never warmed above chilling and the eldest Dixon knew the deer were bedding down to keep warm. Pulling you to your feet Merle walked with you. He had bought cherry bombs from one of the dealers he associated himself with for a case such as this. Using a slingshot and a lit cigarette he shot them into the thick brush when he got bored. Laughing as they exploded spraying twigs and dirt into the air. He'd deal with the aftermath of Daryl's anger later when they got home... but for now he let the beaming smile on your face drive him. Handing the slingshot to you, he pointed to a different spot in the brush, lighting the bomb with the end of his cigarette. Thunk... BOOM. You both laughed as more dirt flew and several deer jumped from the brush. They each darted in several directions and before Merle could pull his gun up to take a good shot; a gun beside him went off. It was the first deer you ever bagged.

As time went on Merle started bringing you with him nearly everywhere. To the grocery store. To the gas station. But mostly to the bar. You didn't seem to drink that much. If you did drink it was only a few before you limited yourself. Merle never had that kind of restraint. He over indulged. He always did. He was loud, crass, and could be mean as a rattle snake when he drank. More so than normal. It seemed to only be exasperated when he was under the influence. But you never seemed to notice or care. Still connected to his hip all through the night. Laughing at his shitty jokes. Correcting his over crass behavior when he got too rowdy. Keeping him from getting himself killed by sneakily limiting his drinks through the night. Or simply diluting them with water or seltzer.

You truly were his angel.

When some guy with a death wish decided he wanted to try and force his way between you two. “Damn, girl. You got a nice ass.” The jackass growled shoving himself between you and the eldest Dixon. If you hadn’t given Merle a talk before you both left the house he might have killed the guy already. But you promised him you’d do your best to handle it and would flag him if you needed. So with all the strength Merle had in his his drunken body. He walked over to join his brother glaring holes into the back of the asshole’s skull who swayed drunkenly trying to whoo you off your feet. “Surprised you haven’t laid ‘im out yet.” Daryl drawled following Merle’s gaze, glaring daggers at the jackass. “Seen ya lay guys out fer less before.” He hummed taking a sip of the beer he’d been nursing through most of the night. Watching as you shook you head politely at the man’s advances, turning to the bar and drinking down your liquor uncomfortably Merle simply hummed. “Said I’d stay back this time. But if he lays a hand on her it’s fair game, little brother.” Merle growled shooting Daryl a look that spoke volumes. Merle watched as you moved your body further away from the man as he stepped a little closer keeping your arms tucked tight around your middle to keep from accidentally bumping into him. Merle watched as you shook your head again standing slowly and shaking your hand. But that’s when the asshole turned into enemy number one. The dick bag had the fucking gull. The sheer audacity to grab you by the wrist, shoving you into the bar, caging you there with his body. He stood over you stumbling only slightly as you shoved against him with all your strength. Merle didn’t have to say a word when Daryl sat his beer down, knowing exactly what was coming next following him willing across the country bar. Merle grabbed the bastard by the ear, dragging him out into the alley between the bar and the abandoned building beside it. Together he and Daryl made the fucker regret the day he was born.

The day the world fell into chaos Merle hadn't believed it at first. What a sick joke. Human beings returning from the dead. Human beings eating each other. The world falling apart. You had come over early in the morning before work. Cuddling up to Merle he somehow convinced you to stay home, call off. Even if he didn't believe the shit himself. He just had a... feeling. Now he was glad he had it. Daryl had been up on the mountain hunting. Watching as camera men risked life and limb to get closer to the action you both speculated it was only in the cities... and it was... at first. Then you heard the gunshots next door. And Merle's military training went into overdrive. Grabbing dusty duffle bag after dusty duffle bag of supplies he had stashed around the house Merle tied them tight to his bike.

It took three days for you and Merle to find Daryl out in the woods. Luckily for you both the geeks had just as much of a hard time. There were no biters out in the middle of no where. And if Merle had thought that an emergency would have lasted more than a week for three people, he would have packed more water. But he didn't and with the biters carrying some sort of disease. Merle didn't want to risk catching it in the water.

The three of you raided houses and small groups for a time. Daryl hated it. That much was evident. You hated it more. You had grown silent. distant. Though Merle couldn't tell if it was because of hunger or regret that had you pulling away. But he tried not to think about it. He just tried to focus on the survival of all of you.

When you all made it to the Quarry, Merle had origianlly wanted to raid it like the others and dip. But the kids... You and Daryl wouldn't let him. And so there he sat, a week later. Wittling a damned fishing rod for some broad he didn't know so she and her sister could go try and fish... Useless. Meanwhile you were being hounded by the big headed prick Shane. Every time he turned around he was nosing around you. If it were any time before three weeks ago he would have laid Shane out flat and thought nothing about it... But now... he had to act right... or Shane would kick them out... not that he would give a shit... but You were right. Even if he hated it. There was a safety in numbers.

Unfortunately... Merle could never keep his anger in check nor his mouth shut for long. The combination always seemed to get him in trouble. With the law - he was arrested more times than he could count and with more prison time than he probably deserved but let go because a fantastic lawyer. With ex-partners- he always said shit he would regret- it cost him a relationship with one of his maybe kids... he really should have looked into that before the end of the world... But now he was handcuffed to a roof. no hope to see you again ever again. All because his big mouth and bigger ego.

Finding the graves at the Quarry was the hardest thing he ever had to go through beyond war. Digging them up with one hand in the wet muddy ground coming down off of all his drugs to be certain none of them held you or Daryl... was his coming to religion moment.

The entire time he worked for the Governor Merle searched for you and Daryl. If Daryl had you he knew you were safe. Not that he doubted you. Merle trusted that you were out there somewhere now throwing cherry bombs into the woods to scare the deer into coming out for Daryl.

Walking in the woods one night on patrol Merle counted the stars. The moon. He never really looked at them before. You had tried once to show him the constellations. Where they all where at different times. Stars were your thing. Not his. He pretended to be interested. But you could tell he wasn't interested. He wished he could give you the time now.

Months into his service to Woodbury he was out doing the Governor's bidding. There had been a disturbance at the line apparently. He was deployed to deal with it. He hated his job but... it made the time pass. Better than in a jail cell he supposed... Searching under cars and in broken grocery store windows he disposed of a few walkers before watching a shadow scurry across the dusty glass of a hardware store window. "If yer looking to get a weapon yer out a luck... but if ya need a tool-" He froze. You stood in the glass staring back at him fear washed over your face before you ran to hide behind some shelves. Had you not seen him? Not recognized his voice?! Or maybe he was hallucinating again... it seemed to be a theme recently. He was seeing your face everywhere. Even in the paintings that Phillip had hanging in the halls. Walking into the store Merle growled rounding the aisles looking for you. This was ridiculous why- Oh... it was just a teen... Letting her slip past him he sighed pretending not to see them at all just willing to tell the teams that they were seeing shit again.

The trek to the prison felt like walking into death row. From one prison into another Merle thought walking beside Daryl. He didn't dare ask about you. Though the question burned in his mind so brightly that he nearly screamed it several times. It wasn't the time... wasn't the place. Not after the things Daryl had seen. Not after the changes he'd made. He wasn't the same Daryl that Merle left behind. More mature. Decisive. It was good to see in a way. It brough Pride to his chest in way that made him want to smile. It also brought tears in a painful way that made him want to scream and cry out for the time he lost. When the gates opened and only hostility came... you never did Merle looked desperately to Daryl who only could look to the ground. "Went out lookin' for ya." Merle shook his head turning towards the gate. "Merle." Daryl yelled. "I... I'll take ya too 'em." Daryl sighed looking very much like the boy Merle remembered. Leading Merle to a group of graves only marked with crosses not in a dissimilar way that the group at the Quarry used Daryl stopped. Feeling bile rise to the top of his throat at the sick feeling of Deja vu Merle shook his head. "Went out lookin' for ya every day... one day... didn't come back so I went lookin'..." Daryl sniffed gesturing to a cross with your name. "Found 'em turned and wandering back by Woodbury... not sure what happened... but we have our ideas."

Merle lived day by day and in a daze from then on. He lived for Daryl. Had to keep him safe. Like he always did. but it was different. Without you there to light up his life he was just existing waiting for what he couldn't put a name to it. So when the governor wanted to meet. A trade. Merle knew what he had to do. You died near Woodbury. The Governor knew... now... he would pay... he would know not to fuck with Rick... He'd stay the fuck away from Daryl and he'd regret ever letting you die on his land.

Impulsive. Merle had always been impulsive. and it always got him in trouble... but this time as his vison faded to black and a light shined in his eyes he was sure was the sun... he heard your voice... and he smiled.

#merle dixon #merle dixon x reader #the walking dead #The walking dead merle #Merle Dixon Fic #The walking dead fic #the walking dead headcanons #twd #Why?#because i can #i love them your honor #fail husband truly

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demonslayedher · 9 months

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Things that ran through my mind while watching this episode: --Ufotable says "jump" and FujiTV says "how high?" Likewise, they say "we want more run time" and FujiTV says "take it, it's yours." It seems odd that an episode in which the battle is already over would require extra run time, but I think a lot of the magic in of the KnY anime adaptation (particularly since Mugen Ressha) is that Ufotable lets the emotional scenes really open up and take the space they need to, uh... breathe.

--That means giving the voice actors lots of space on the emotional scenes to build up realistic crying and give pauses. Daki's crying always hits me hardest, but Gyutaro's narration and the way he talks to the samurai he kills, also excellent. And then you have Inosuke at the very end of the episode being Not Okay. --Suma, you are a treasure

--Backing up a bit, I love how Ufotable also reads being the panels. Like that "you saved me, Nezuko?" sure as help can mean "you eliminated the last of an Upper Moon's attack with her fire?" why not. And it is such Kimetsu Logic to not tell us Nezuko can eliminate demon poison until after she's saved the night, but it also makes perfect sense.

--After all the sting of losing Rengoku, losing Uzui was dangled in front of us, and the fact that we get to keep him makes this victory over an Upper Moon all the more victorious and sweet. Oyakata-sama's moment of feel on emotion at the end of the episode, a very different state than we've ever seen him, really shows how momentous this is too.

--But also, if he had died there, it truly would have been one of the most horrific deaths of the series, because he'd have done so with the very flamboyant knowledge of having missed his chance to say any last words because his wives were being so themselves. And he is just there just feeling numbness take over his tongue, knowing he lost his chance. I love that look on his face as it hits him that this is really how he's stuck going, and the rocks hitting is still peak comedy.

--I mentioned in the last episode just how fast this whole battle was, and I think this provides very interesting insight about Iguro in a couple ways. First, there is the possibility that a crow went seeking Iguro's help the moment it say a Corp member fighting an Upper Moon (Tanjiro fighting Daki, who could still be mistaken for an Upper Moon at the time), but the crow still needed time to get to wherever Iguro was. Iguro probably started running as soon as he heard, but the battle really was over too fast for him to help. The other possibility is that as soon as Uzui told Tanjiro and Inosuke to leave, he reached out to Iguro for help, which would imply both A) humility and B) perhaps aside from proximity, he chose Iguro as the best choice of a Pillar to help him with this mission, whether based on the merits of Snake Breath or his trust in Iguro. Either way, Iguro already knew Tanjiro was involved--perhaps Uzui mentioned it (in which case, Iguro would had thought Tanjiro left as ordered), or the crow specifically told him, "Kamado Tanjiro is going head to head against an Upper Moon," in which case he of course assumed Tanjiro was already dead.

--This is actually a great moment of characterization for Iguro, who sees no personal value in living except to fight demons, as he does not seem himself deserving of love. That gives him no way to understand how Uzui would dare to prioritize a loving married life.

--Of course, the course of this episode is the Shabana sibling back story, and I think it's one of the demon backstories with layers of irony most seamlessly worked into the events of the plot. Besides the Kamado sibling foil, you've got Gyutaro calling Tanjiro names, Daki telling Zenitsu that only the beautiful have power, Daki getting set on fire by Nezuko, Daki offering to pluck out and eat Tanjiro's left eye and having Gyutaro's left eye on her forehead, snow on the night they became demons and snow on the night of the promise they are strongest together, memories of snow while facing the fires of hell, choosing the darkness over the light, Gyutaro starting with a horrid existence by finding Ume's birth changed all that and his outlook totally improved, and just when he thinks things are going to really get better they get horrifically worse, and he changes his tune to saying that never had anything good in the first place and no matter how many times he's reborn he'll always rue those who had things good for them. Ume was the good change in his fortune. That makes it hurt all the more when he yells at her that his life would had been easier without her, and that this rejection continues into the afterlife when he tries to cut ties for her own sake.

#KnY Rewatch #my art #daki #gyutaro #gyuutarou

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h1lpuri · 1 year

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I needed to make a masterlist of Ted Lasso interviews that I might want to go back to, so I thought I'd make it on tumblr just in case someone else sees this and wants to make use of it. I'll be updating this as I go along, and just in case someone sees this I am more than happy to take suggestions to add to this!

Color you surprised, it's mostly about Phil and Brett and the sexual tension they can't shut up about!

https://youtu.be/r3nDyX2H39E

Half hour with: Ted Lasso - the players of AFC Richmond

Interview with Phil and Brett, featuring Brett accidentally calling Phil a dickhead, Phil's oral fixation and talking about Muppets.

https://youtu.be/XFVRY_9Xd0M

Half hour with: Ted Lasso

Brett, Phil and Hannah, featuring Brett giving a description of the writers room and calling Roy and Jamie's arc a love story, Phil saying "sweet Jamie", and gushing about Hannah's beautiful singing voice.

https://youtu.be/aaNkut8EqzQ

Half hour with: Ted Lasso

Q/a with Phil, Brett, Brendan, Kola, Cristo and Sarah, featuring Brendan's very succinct description of s2, Phil pitching a Jamie Tartt spinoff, and Brett and Brendan describing Jason.

https://youtu.be/B9iMWmg0zNI

Q/a with a good chunk of the main cast, featuring the cutest 'hello' in the entire world by Phil, Brett talking lovingly about Brendan Hunt hulahooping, and great points about Nate's villain arc.

https://youtu.be/bBhLGRAkr0I

Ted Lasso's Phil Dunster on whether we've all underestimated Jamie Tartt

Featuring Phil giving really interesting insight into Jamie's off-season activities, Phil suggesting Roy as a potential partner for Jamie, the infamous 'cleavage' thing, and Phil taking the first opportunity to bring up sexual tension with Brett.

https://youtu.be/vOZmTc0uFWA

Phil Dunster on Ted Lasso

Featuring Phil talking about Jamie's arc and s3e12, Phil, as always, taking the first opportunity to mention sexual tension with Brett while talking about filming with him, and Phil's oral fixation.

https://youtu.be/to6wde29xog

Phil Dunster breaks down his character

Short and sweet, featuring Phil looking absolutely adorable, talking about Jamie's apology tour, and Phil calling Brett and his "stupid face" his kryptonite.

https://youtu.be/s_rzvGdA3yA

Ted Lasso - a conversation with Brett Goldstein and Phil Dunster

Featuring Phil and Brett absolutely unleashing their love for each other, Phil wishing to inhabit Brett's body, Brett in either Phil's bed or his heart, and the infamous "you're a good boy".

https://youtu.be/iFTwcR-FbC4

Thirst tweets with Phil

Featuring lots of thirsting over Phil/Jamie, Phil not knowing what babygirl means while actively being peak babygirl, and Phil imagining Roy and Jamie railing each other.

https://youtu.be/8MoO0-juDE0

The Ted Lasso way w/ Brett and Phil

Featuring Brett saying "go on, I fucking dare you" to Phil, Phil's fantasy of two Bretts coming true, Phil taking the chance to mention the electricity between them, Brett calling it a romantic comedy between Roy and Jamie, and Phil looking at Brett like he's the sun while he talks about how they molded Jamie to Phil (or not).

https://youtu.be/Gvbu_EmaZz4

Talking Ted Lasso with Brett and Phil

Featuring Brett claiming to be horrendous on set while Phil's face gives nothing away, Phil being lobbed a weird pandemic question which he manages to use to make Brett laugh, and Phil's excited face at the mention of a Roy Kent action figure.

https://youtu.be/NJu_GF6LdMo

Ted Lasso - Brett and Phil talk s2, award nominations etc.

Featuring Phil being an expert on the amount of pictures of Brett topless, Brett not understanding American football, and Brett planning to celebrate award by shaving his chest.

https://youtu.be/WdSmt5PWn_4

Ted Lasso - Brett and Phil interview

Featuring Brett making his father proud, Brett saying "it really is" when the host says Phil's hair looks good, Phil saying Brett's face makes him laugh, and them taking a biscuit question more seriously than any other.

https://youtu.be/hqhieH7JOIo

Ted Lasso HCA roundtable with Brett and Phil

Featuring describing the audition process, Phil's oral fixation, and Phil butchering lines while Brett questions if he's seen the show.

https://youtu.be/_CSBXs7d8Qc

Week of Lasso: how Brett pitched himself as Roy etc.

Featuring Brendan Hunt asking him about his cat alter ego, Brett talking about the musical references, and Brett wanting to play Jamie Tartt.

https://youtu.be/IZYe9eLHKyU

Brett, Phil and Juno - Ted Lasso interview

Featuring Brett saying he loves them and Juno reacting like a normal person while Phil reacts like Phil, Keeley being called a firecracker, and Juno describing the dynamics off and on screen.

https://youtu.be/A7f9n032T4g

Ted Lasso cast tackle the football vs soccer debate

Juno, Phil and Brett, featuring Phil describing Jamie's hair inspiration, explaining football terms, and Phil playing with a ball.

https://youtu.be/EpVf3BG3SKs

Phil digging deeper into Jamie in s2

Featuring Phil talking about s2e8 and the locker room scene, Phil saying #blessed, and talking about being hugged by Brett.

https://youtu.be/wJg8lvz93pE

Cast of 'Ted Lasso' meets USA soccer's Crystal Dunn and Alex Morgan

With Brett, Phil, Juno, Hannah and Nick, featuring talk about Phil's incredible goal after the signal, Phil and Brett (not) wondering who'd win Richmond vs US women's national team, and everyone zipping their lips about s2.

https://youtu.be/8ji4QiDv6aQ

Phil Dunster ('Ted Lasso') can't be a winner all the time... Or can he?

Featuring Phil once again claiming he's not good at football, Phil describing Jamie and Ted's relationship and Jamie's response to positive attention from older men in his life, talking about Brett's face cracking him up, and Phil comparing himself to Jamie in the best ways.

https://youtu.be/so1XVTO_Ya4

Ted Lasso (2021) Brett and Phil with Rick Hong

Featuring Brett being a shameless fan of the show, Phil being a shameless fan of the show, and both of them looking absolutely edible, pardon my language.

https://youtu.be/N5AWAQBJA6s

Phil Dunster talks about season three of 'Ted Lasso' etc

Featuring slightly awkward questions that Phil deals with like a champ, Phil revealing he's clairvoyant, and talking about Amsterdam and the bicycles including the sentence "any time I get into Brett's personal space is fine by me".

https://youtu.be/e-iukozuFm4

'Ted Lasso' star Brett Goldstein on being an Emmy nominee

Featuring Brett calling HR on Hannah, Brett talking about what he's like around kids, and explaining what it's like to film with Phil.

https://youtu.be/hvNhKNSI3KQ

Brett Goldstein ('Ted Lasso'): there's no part of me that takes a second of it for granted

Featuring Brett refusing to name a favourite crew member, talking about filming the "ugly, ugly boy" scene, and surprise, surprise, Muppets.

https://youtu.be/bItQYzugS-Y

Not so much an interview, but featuring Brett saying Phil's list of films for Films to be Buried With was, and I quote, "the worst list of films", and sidebar if you haven't listened to the episode, do yourself a favour and listen to it immediately, if not sooner.

https://youtu.be/g-dKTlwhL4c

Conversations at home with Ted Lasso

Big chunk of the main cast, featuring Phil and Brett sad that their love-making scene was edited out, the sadness we all share over the missing blooper reel, Phil claiming to be rubbish at football but this time there are people to tell him to shut his pretty lying mouth, and true talk about the fabulousness of James Lance's hair.

https://youtu.be/gcdkZwX6LO4

Interview with "Ted Lasso" star Phil Dunster

Featuring Phil talking about "Jamie's hair journey" (also includes him touching on Jamie's hair in Richmond vs in Man City!), talking about the boot room meltdown, and Phil either freezing or the internet being bad at the end.

https://youtu.be/BrJYGJqWIa4

Ted Lasso cast: coy on season 2 'spoilers' etc.

Featuring Phil saying that he calls Brett most days, Brett learning a wholesome lesson from Ted Lasso while Phil imitates Nate saying "did I stutter, dickhead", Phil and Brett both being adorable enough to be fatal when Brett accidentally swears, and both naming their least favourite american-isms.

https://youtu.be/GdbXTcylIKM

Jason Sudeikis and the cast of Ted Lasso play MTV castmates 101

Featuring Jason, Hannah, Jeremy, Brendan, Juno, Brett, Phil and Nick answering true/false questions about each other, including Phil losing it at geese, Jason saying Phil is too smooth to be named after a cheese, and Brett, Juno and Phil talking about shirtless scenes and working out together.

https://youtu.be/--wc-VRsX9s

Ted Lasso interview - Phil Dunster on season 3 etc.

Featuring Phil talking about Jamie's growth in s2 vs s3, discussing the Bicycle Thief of Requirement, and Phil answering every question like the considerate, thoughtful man he is.

https://youtu.be/ZqkmVOGj_qA

Full interview: Ted Lasso star Phil Dunster talk Jamie Tartt's journey through the 3 seasons

Featuring Phil unable to sit like a normal person, Phil saying Brett is one of his closest friends, and Phil explaining poop-eh yet again while calling himself an idiot.

https://youtu.be/dHJWRCToUm4

Ted Lasso interview: Phil Dunster talks Jamie Tartt's growth and the jrk love triangle

Featuring talking about callbacks, Phil saying he loves Brett very much, Phil being the captain of the royjamie ship, Phil talks reading fanfic, describing the musical number in So Long, Farewell, and talking about Jamie's accent.

#ted lasso #phil dunster #brett goldstein #ted lasso cast #ted lasso interviews #masterlist #jamie tartt #roy kent #brainrot #emotional support himbos

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amazingmsme · 8 months

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okay okay okay so-

I'm picturing after Dan and Donna take their parental leave the news studio like freaks out and just grabs random Hatchetfield citizens to fill the void and they all do terribly. Like, Ted is just randomly rambling off about some shit and Charlotte's anxiety has just peaked. One time Peanuts and Proud Papa Ed host and it's amazing. Dan and Donna are at home laughing their asses off.

MDHSKSDH I’M FUCKING SCREEEAAAAMING IT’S LITERALLY LIKE THE FUCKING HUNGER GAMES! LIKE THEY DO A RANDOM DRAW & EVERYTHING!

Ok but what if Ted was coanchoring for Tom Houston, & it’s just 2 awkward dudes who aren’t 100% sure they vibe with each other trying to read cue cards. & Ted is trying to make Tom laugh mostly because he’s nervous & he needs to crack a joke or else he’ll explode & Tom is just staring at him like |:/ & Ted chuckles at his joke before turning away into his coffee mug to take a nervous sip

I think the age limit to enter is 18, which means you can have a fresh faced high school senior next to a woman going through a midlife crisis. & because I’m such a comedy genius, I think the cruel fates would pair Charlotte with none other than Max Jagerman. & of course she has no reason to fear him, she has no idea who he is other than “the quarterback.” But every time she stutters or slips up he fucking makes fun of her & it’s honestly painful to watch this sweet woman doing her best get bullied by this young cocky asshole. But hey, views! It escalates when Ted rushes in, wielding Peter’s old metal Spider-Man lunchbox full of rocks btw & whacks him upside the head. He’s barely conscious & Ted says “don’t you dare talk to her like that ever again. And leave my brother the fuck alone” everyone at Hatchetfield High is obsessed with that clip

The Peanuts episode is iconic, Papa Dan is just talking to himself while they put captions for what Peanuts is saying, but it’s just dead silence😂

It’s a much deserved break for Dan & Donna & they’re enjoying all the craziness!

#asks #anon ask #tgwdlm headcanons #black friday headcanons #npmd headcanons #hatchetfield headcanon #dan reynolds #donna daggit #ted spankoffski #tom houston #charlotte sweetly #max jagerman #the guy who didn't like musicals #tgwdlm #nerdy prudes must die #npmd #black friday #hatchetfield #hatchetverse

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birbleafs · 4 months

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Mentally, I’m still here….. I really love that this hidden scene gives us a glimpse of how much gentler they are with each other now; how they seem more comfortable around each other while they work and figure out things together (which I do think is likely reminiscent of their dynamic during their Akademiya student days before the fallout); and how Alhaitham still really loves being a deadpan playful tease with Kaveh because he's always so quietly amused by his senpai's dramatic reactions. The JP dub particularly conveys Alhaitham's subtle teasing tone really well too — especially with the way he says "まさか...?", the way he voiced "...." more as hmmm (as though he's seriously considering Kaveh's question lmao), and then again at the end with his "see, this is how you do it (duh)" with just the slightest tilt of his head... thIS MAN IS SO UNSERIOUS SOMETIMES I HATE/LOVE HIM LOL.

(Umehara Yuuichirou and Yang Chao Ran's voice-acting/portrayal of Alhaitham is truly peak deadpan comedy and dry witticism.)

I also love the way they both share the same brainwave and are thinking about getting coffee :") Hoyo, how dare you not show me clips of Mehrak ordering and levitating the coffee back to them lol!

We do see the dallah and coffee cup set on their table later while they're reading through the books together, though. Gotta love and appreciate that continuity.

And no, Cyno, you're not hallucinating. I too can see that Kaveh and Alhaitham are engaged now—

#genshin impact #genshin impact spoilers #alhaitham #kaveh #kavetham #divorced and still grossly married #well i guess they're less divorced now and more DOMESTIC MARRIED?? yeah... yeAH...#tldr keysmashing with feels

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ryansjane · 6 months

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1st quarter of 2024 shows ranked

n° of shows watched from january 1st to march 31st: 13

1. analog squad: 9/10

I deeply regret not watching this one in 2023 when it was released bc it would've been my number one favorite show of that year ;_; it's such an original and touching show with one of my favorite tropes (found family) and some of the best characters I've ever seen. definitely already an all-time favorite and a comfort show for years to come <3

2. cooking crush: 8,5/10

y'all know how much I love offgun, and while this was no not me or theory of love, this show really brought me back to my early days of watching thai dramas and freaking out over any cute interaction on my screen & I love it for that! while this show has a lot of flaws, most of them are easily forgettable when faced with such great characters & one of the cutest relationships ever! I truly thought offgun's chemistry had reached its peak in not me but I was wrong, these two never cease to amaze me they really can play any role to perfection <3

3. ready set love: 8,5/10

this show really surprised with how pretty much flawless its execution is! it's hilarious but also deals with very deep & interesting topics well, and day might be one of my favorite female leads ever! a super solid show that is honestly gonna become a classic for me, I can feel it :)

4. love for love's sake: 8,5/10

this was a super sweet show that's very well done, I was dubitative of the plot at first but it really managed to pull me in & make it worth my while! one of the best kbls out there :)

5. the believers: 8,5/10

this is definitely one of the most innovative thai shows out there, dealing with a topic (religion) that I didn't think anyone would dare touch. the story had me hooked all 9 episodes & the acting performances were amazing, however I have to say this didn't pack as much of a punch as I expected it would. it's a very good show, but it stays a little surface level & doesn't explore its characters enough for me...

6. sing my crush: 7,5/10

this was very much adorable, however two things bothered me: 1) I didn't like the time jump from ep 1 to ep 2, I wish we could've seen the friendship between the characters developed more, and 2) I feel like them not revealing their feelings for each other felt a little forced & random. apart from that it's a very cute show!

7. intern in my heart: 7,5/10

this was a really enjoyable romantic comedy that I had a lot of fun in front of :) is it much more than that? not really. pretty basic but with charismatic performances that carried the show well!

8. perfect propose: 7,5/10

really sweet show that I wish was more developed & gave me more, but a good time nonetheless!

9. sukiyanen kedo do yaro ka: 7/10

this show got me, lost me then got me once again lol. I thought the chemistry for an established relationship was some of the best for a jbl, and the story was simple but endearing. but tbh something was kinda lacking for me, which made this ultimately very forgettable imo.

10. the outing: 7/10

I was SO looking forward to this show without much expectation but it still managed to disappoint me lol. the acting was very solid but there's too many characters that get introduced too late & I failed to really understand what the point or purpose of the show was. it seems to me as if this show took all of the worst points from remember 15 (the sex, the chaos, the betrayals & annoying characters), without the substance that remember 15 actually had. it's not a terrible show, and I was intrigued during it, but tbh it could've been so so much better.

11. love class season 2: 7/10

this had some of the strongest and most interesting ships I've seen in a kbl, however the writing & execution of the show was very frustrating. early on the characters barely get introduced & we struggle to understand how they're all linked together, leading to a lot of confusion on my part. it's sad bc it had a very solid story but bad execution imo :(

12. chaser game w: power harassment: 7/10

this had me very excited but sadly didn't deliver at all for me. the story is kinda all over the place & while the chemistry was really good and it's important to have japanese characters clearly labeled as lesbians, I found the acting kinda over the top as well... but it's a start for gl I guess 🥲

13. sahara sensei to toki-kun: 6/10

this is the kind of show that I managed to watch until the end... for whatever reason. but the age gap icked me out & I found that the main ship didn't have much chemistry. overall this story is very empty & didn't add anything for me, but I really liked the character of toki & would've loved to see him in a better show & ship.

#bypiningbisexuals #thought I'd try something new since my reviews have been kinda abandoned #cooking crush #ready set love #analog squad #love for love's sake #sing my crush #intern in my heart #perfect propose #sukiyanen kedo do yaro ka #the outing the series #love class 2 #chaser game w #sahara sensei to toki kun #the believers #the believers netflix

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Sinnoh Gym Leader Headcanons Pt 1:

Roark:

- has a, dare i say, “rocky” relationship with his father. originally his father wanted riley to take over orebourgh’s gym, but since he rejected it roark was his second choice. he’s still kind of bitter over it and likes to rebel. (i.e “my dad told me not to do this” *does the thing directly after*)

- every fossil that the other miners find is double-checked by roark because he knows his shit.

- when he was in orebourgh trainer’s school he would be that kid moaning in the back of his class bc he thinks that’s peak comedy. also because he knows it’ll piss his dad off.

Gardenia:

- gardenia can interact with fantina’s ghosts without crying, and that’s it. one time, she tried to interact with cynthia’s spiritomb. it took the elite four and cynthia thirty minutes to calm the girl down.

- yes she loves plants but she’s also a piercer hear me out she can definitely do piercings she’d be that girl that gives other girls piercings in the school bathroom.

- is eterna’s local weed dealer. not as good as morty’s shit, but volkner tells her she’s getting there. cynthia definitely knows but looks the other way.

Maylene:

- maylene had her first kiss with aaron at age seven, as they were childhood friends. they both exclaimed “ew!” as soon as their lips touched.

- her mom left her when she was twelve bc of her dad’s gambling problem. her dad was never home which left her in the care of her grandmother. she’s angry over this. so, so angry. but cynthia tells her one day that she herself was raised by her grandmother, too – and look at her now: sinnoh’s champion. this inspires maylene to train harder.

- it was rumored in veilstone that maylene’s hands were made of pure steel which is why she could punch so hard. one time as if to prove this rumor, flint asked her to punch him in the stomach as hard as she could. the league had to shut down for the day as flint recovered in the hospital. it was awkward to explain to the doctors and nurses as to what happened. no, flint did not want to press charges but he’s terribly embarrassed. aaron tried to warn him, so he figures he deserved this outcome.

Crasher Wake:

- wake did wrestling shows that were in the style of a drama (think, WWE) and would come up with the most outrageous storylines.

- was the kid that beat up bullies at his trainer’s school bc “two against one isn’t fair” and, “pick on someone your own size.”

- frequently challenges byron and fantina to a drinking contest after gym hours, and he almost always loses. but when he wins, he’ll throw his hands up, and then promptly pass out.

Fantina:

- when she was ten, she marched up to her parents and told her that she wanted to be called “fantina” from now on. her parents welcomed their daughter with open arms.

- is Kalosian, which according to the sinnoh league members would explain why she can hold her liquor so well. she usually comes out on top in those drinking contests between wake and byron.

- is the most widely known coordinator around the world. you could go to an island with no electricity and the children and elders knew the name “fantina dumont.” if you were fortunate enough to go to one of her shows, you would see paramedics on standby because when she sent out her Drifblim a few people would pass out in awe, not fright.

Byron:

- before he married his wife: byron shot his friend in the ass with a BB gun by accident, went to hoenn with his buddies and they got kicked out from every single bar by staging fights so they wouldn’t have to pay for drinks, and swam from johto to kanto after he and his friends flipped a police car and were being chased. he drops random stories like this at league meetings and everyone stares in bewilderment – including his own son because what the hell dad wdym you dropped acid with the champion of Unova once???

- occasionally stars as a guest in one of wake’s wrestling shows. they play lovers having a quarrel before wake tackles the shit out of him.

- during canalave’s yearly pride parade he is the one giving dad hugs because “even when i was a kid, men have always had men… y’know, i had a buddy once, back in the mines… and he was a little off to the side, but he was damn good with a pickaxe. had a beer with his husband once.”

Candice:

- snowpoint city in the sinnoh region is known as the “home of the yodelers.” on top of being the gym leader, candice is the best damn yodeler that snowpoint has ever seen.

- she also had a reputation as a little girl for throwing snowballs at visitors from another region before declaring sinnoh was the best.

- if you want gossip, candice will spill all the details. she knows everything about everyone. no one is more up to speed about who’s-sleeping-with-who, who-cheated-on-who, and how Stacy Cambridge from her trainer school definitely got a nose job and yes, it’s definitely noticeable. no one really asks for her gossip, but she blabs it at the league meetings anyway.

Volkner:

- smokes a pack of cigarettes a day. one time to be cheeky at a league meeting he lights one up, therefore cynthia threw him out – which was what he wanted so thank you cynthia.

- has been on so many fucking antidepressants and anti-anxiety meds throughout his life that he’s basically an expert on them. a lot of the younger gym leaders and elites (i.e gardenia, aaron, candice, roark, and maylene) are depressed and/or anxious and lets them know his own experiences with meds.

- when he was a kid, though he wasn’t a sunyshore hoodlum, he did learn how to use a pocket knife. not that he ever needed it since he had a pikachu to thunderbolt the motherfuckers if he wanted to.

#sinnoh #gym leader roark #gym leader volkner #gym leader byron #crasher wake #gym leader gardenia #gym leader maylene #gym leader fantina #gym leader candice #pokemon #pokemon diamond and pearl #pkmn bdsp #bdsp #pokemon platinum #pokemon brilliant diamond #pokemon shining pearl

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hanmi-xo · 1 year

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Cookies & Cream (SVT Dino x You)

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Status: Complete Genre: Romance, Comedy, Fluff, Marriage Life, Smut, One Shot Word Count: 3.7k Themes: Vanilla, Foreplay, Dry Humping, Oral Sex, Riding, Switch

Summary:

Lee Chan and his wife love messing with each other, but one thing leads to another and they find themselves at each others' necks.

"IS THAT THE LAST COOKIE!?"

I watched as my husband peaked his head into the kitchen. He seemed to have finished his gaming session with his friends.

I smirked at him. "What if it is?"

He looked at me with wide eyes and made his way towards me, but I quickly went around the kitchen island.

"Do you really think I'd give you this?" I held the cookie in between my thumb and forefinger and waved it in front of me. I wanted to see my husband fall in despair as I eat the last baked cookies I made earlier this evening.

He pointed at me as if I was committing a crime. "DON'T YOU DARE!"

I waved the cookie in front of me in a mocking manner and proceeded to slowly put it in my mouth.

His eyes grew wide and he began to chase me around the island.

"YAH! BABY DON'T!" he yelled.

I laughed as he tried to chase me. I kept my distance as we continued to switch directions.

I watched as he tried to juke me into going the wrong direction, but I quickly ran towards the living room. He then dove over the couch and failed grabbing me.

Our footsteps echoed our small home with the following of laughter and shouts.

It was always fun messing with him, especially during these late midnight hours.

Lee Chan and I have been married for two years and met each other in college through mutual friends. How our relationship started was quite complicated. I liked him first but the moment I got over him, he ended up pursuing me.

When we finally got together he admitted that he was disappointed that I didn't actively pursue him when I liked him. He said he was oblivious about my feelings and was upset when I stopped hanging out with him.

I don't blame him though. I was never good at expressing myself especially to people I really like.

"I GOT YOU!" Chan yelled.

I felt his arms wrap around me before I ended up being taken down to the couch. We wrestled over the cookie for a moment, but before he could take it from me, I quickly shoved it in my mouth.

I watched as he looked at me with horror.

"SPIT IT OUT!" He yelled as he squeezed my face with one hand in hopes my mouth open.

I shook my head at him as I chewed. The cookie crunched in my mouth with its soft center melting. I smiled at him with shut lips. After doing a quick clean up with any crumbs left in my mouth, I opened my mouth to show that it's clean and nothing was left behind.

"YAH!" He yelled.

I laughed at him. "That's what you get for not coming over sooner! I told you I made cookies and you brushed me off!"

He scrunched his face at me with a judging look. He looked adorable.

"You-" he starts before groaning to himself in misery.

"Are amazing. You're welcome. I'm happy to finish your sentence," I say with a proud grin.

He looked down at me with annoyance but I could see a hint of amusement from the way his lips curled and his eyes slowly forming into a smile.

His body was still over mine on the couch and I could feel his heat radiating onto me. His eyes changed as if he found something interesting.

I felt myself grow nervous as his body weight slowly pressed against me. His crotch was dangerously close against my thigh.

I can feel him rub against me. A sudden adrenaline rush kicked in and my heart began to skip a beat. I knew what he was doing, and I wanted to fight against it.

"Chan..." I say, trying to hold myself together. I closed my eyes as I felt my folds grow moist. "Stop..."

I tried to push him off, but he held me down with a grin. His eyes were hooded with lust.

I bit my lips. I grew flustered and I turned away. I couldn't handle him looking at me like that. He looked too good.

I felt his lips on my neck and it tickled for a moment until he began to kiss it. I gasped from the feeling. His lips were soft as he pressed it against my skin. I can feel his warm breath as held his face close my jaw.

He hummed. I unconsciously wrapped my arms around his neck. I lost the thought of wanting to push him away. I wanted to hold him closer against me. I loved the feeling of us held together like this.

I let out a soft moan as he began to make out with my neck.

"Chan..." I whimpered as he made love marks.

His breath was hot and I could feel him grind against me. I tightened my grip on him with one hand pulling his hair and other on his back- squeezing his baggy black shirt.

His hands went to my bare thighs. He softly squeezed them before massaging them in circular motion with his thumbs. It sent shivers down my spine and womanhood.

I felt my breath become heavy from the sensation he was giving me. I let out a soft moan once his bulge rubbed against my crotch.

I opened my eyes so I could look at him. He moved his face from my neck so he can meet me at eye level. His eyes were full of desire and his lips were slightly parted.

I felt myself get wet from the way he was looking at me. I wanted to feel him inside me.

He pulled me up so I could sit on his lap. I felt his shape against me. The feeling of my weight pressed against it made my heart skip a beat. I closed my eyes as I began to move my hips with the help of the movement of his hands.

I could feel my underwear get drenched as I continued to rub against him. His eyes were slightly closed, and he never looked away from me.

"Damn, you're beautiful," he whispers to me. His voice was slightly deeper than usual.

It was obvious he was aroused by me, and I loved it. I never liked compliments, but when it came from Chan, it always made me melt.

I held his face as I admired him. I couldn't believe how this man was my husband. He's too sweet. He's too handsome. He's just too... perfect.

I rubbed my thumbs against his cheeks while I gazed at him. "I love you, Chan."

His eyes looked at me lovingly before pulling me towards him. He moved one hand from my hips onto my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. I moaned from how soft his lips were but the movement was slightly rough. I continued to grind against him while our lips moved against each other. I felt butterflies fly all over me. I loved this feeling he was giving me.

I gasped for air and he took the chance to explore my mouth with his tongue. I moaned as he dominated me while I moved my hips faster against him.

I could hear him groan in my mouth. He pulled back and we both gasped for air. He began to take off his black shirt while his eyes remained on me.

I helped him remove it before tossing it to who knows where. He pulled me up as he got off the couch, and he carried me to our room.

I continued to kiss him on his lips before making my way down to his neck. Soft moans escaped his lips while I marked him.

He gently placed me on our bed and I began to take off my black tank top while he eyed me down. I gazed at my husband who seemed more fit than I remember. I could see small indents of his abs and the way his biceps would form with structure.

I bit my lips as I took my time taking off my clothes. He too began to take off his black sweats. We watched each other as we stripped. It was like we were eye fucking each other.

Once I got my top and shorts off, he climbed over me and began to kiss me again. I pulled his hair as he made his way down to my neck then to my breast that were on display.

I never wore my bra at home since it always bothered my chest, but Chan always did say my boobs looked great.

I felt his mouth on my right nipple as he fondled the other one with his hand. I let out moans from the stimulation.

I wanted him inside me already, but I knew I had to wait. Foreplay always did make sex painful to wait for, but I knew it just meant I'd feel more sensation from his large rod.

I felt Chan move his lips to my other nipple and gave it the same treatment like he did to the other one. I felt his hand massage my other breast and I sighed in bliss.

He moved his lips further down and made a trail of butterfly kisses towards my crotch. I giggled from the tickling feeling and in return he smiled without losing eye contact with me. His hot breath reached the thin fabric of my underwear and a rush of excitement hit me.

He pressed his lips against it where my folds hid and I let out a yelp. His fingers were rubbing against where my opening was and I threw my head back.

"Chan...." I moaned.

I felt him make out with lower lips before pulling down my underwear so it was off me. I watched in anticipation on what he'll do next.

I gently pulled his hair as he began to go down on me. His tongue licked against my opening and I could feel him insert two fingers. He brought his tongue in and out as if he was fucking me and I couldn't stop myself from moaning. His lips went to my clitoris and I felt him pump his fingers inside me.

I gripped his hair tightly as he made out with my vagina. The feeling of his fingers rubbing against my walls was putting me on edge. I kept calling out his name from the pleasure he was giving me.

After awhile, he pulled away and matched eyes with me. I felt myself yearn for his warmth against my womanhood. He began to take off his boxers and I gazed at the size he had under it.

His shaft was as big as I remembered and it stood tall. I sat up so I can get closer to it.

He moved my bangs out of my face while I held his rod in my hands. He let out a moan once I touched him. I was never good at giving head, but Chan never complained about my skills. He said that he liked the fact that I'm still willing to try.

"Baby..." he called out to me as I licked his tip.

I slowly brought his size into my mouth and held the rest of his shaft with one hand. I felt his warmth twitch. I began to pump him while I moved my head in a slowly pace. He held my hair neatly up as I gave him head.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck..." he repeatedly said as he gently thrusted himself inside me with a slow yet deep pace.

I looked up at him as his head flew back in complete bliss. He looked so hot when he's like this.

I felt his thrust become jagged. It was like he wasn't trying to choke me with his cock, but he wanted more.

"I'm gonna cum," he tells me.

I closed my eyes before putting the rest of his cock down my throat. I began to gag, but I tightly gripped his hips to help me control it.

He tried to pull away from me, but I quickly moved one hand over his hand behind my head. I wanted him to stay in my mouth.

"Babe!" He moaned.

He held onto the back of my head tightly while his liquids filled my throat. The sound of me gulping can be heard. I tried my best not to choke while I took it all in.

He pulled himself out of my mouth and I gasped for air. That was the first time I ever swallowed all of his juices without leaving a single drop.

He knelt down to meet my eyes and he rubbed his thumb against my lips with worry.

"Did you swallow it!?" He yelled at me. His voice wasn't rough, but instead filled with surprise and concern.

I nodded my head with a smile. "I bet you didn't think I could do that."

His expression slowly change to a soft smile. He sighed with a shake of his head. "You never cease to amaze me."

We smiled at each other before he leaned in to kiss me. I felt myself feel light. He made me feel all good inside.

I felt his kiss deepen and his thumb caress my cheek. He slowly pushed me down back on the bed. I can feel his shaft grow big as we continued to make out.

He pulled away from me with hooded eyes before spreading my legs up to the sides of my head. I can feel his shaft push against my wet folds and I softly moaned. His tip felt good against me.

I felt him rub against me with a teasing manner. His eyes was enticing.

"Chan...baby," I called to him.

His eyes were mixed with lust and love. He looked at me with so much admiration and desire that he could make me finish at any moment. I put my hands over his hands that held me down. I felt him put his length inside me.

I pulled my head back as I let his familiar shape fill me.

"Ugh.." I moaned as he slowly thrusted inside me.

He removed his hands from my legs so they can stay on his shoulders. His grip went to my wrist and he held my hands down above me. He didn't move for a bit allowing my walls to adjust to his shape.

I could feel his length reach the deepest part of me and my walls held onto him.

"Oh fuck!" I yelled as he pushed deeper to penetrate me.

He began to slowly thrust into me and I let out soft moans from his pace. After awhile, he quickened his pace. He continued to move his hips against mine and the sound of our skins slapping echoed our bedroom. The bed began to creak as it shifted back and forth. Our bed frame banged against the wall causing a pattern of sounds to start.

Chan moaned with each thrust he impaled into me, and I would whimper from the sensation I was feeling. I can hear his moans slowly grow louder with a few growls.

"You feel so good," he whispered to me.

I tried to keep my eyes on him, but I couldn't from the amount of pleasure that was overtaking me.

I felt his hands let go of my wrist before pulling me up over him. I felt his shaft fill me again as I straddled him. His soft yet wanting expression made me blush. Butterflies moved all around my stomach. It's moments like these where I just want him to feel so much pleasure he'll call out my name. I wanted him to feel on edge like he did to me.

I wanted to dominate him.

I bit my lip before I held his face delicately in my hands. The way our night light hit his face made him look so sexy. His brown messy hair covered a bit of his eyes and I moved them.

I kissed him softly before I took control of him. He moaned as I slowly moved my hips. His length rubbed my insides with a slight twitch.

"Oh God!" He moaned as he tried to pull away from my lips.

His hands held my hips. He began to thrust into me and matched my pace. I took over his mouth with my tongue and he moaned through each thrust. I could tell he was losing his mind.

He pulled back away from me again and let out a loud grunt before thrusting into me faster. I laid my hands on his chest and began to bounce with the help of our mattress. We shook our room with the sounds of our bodies smacking together.

I tilted my head back with a roll of my eyes as I continued to ride him. This felt amazing.

"Ugh... Chan...Babe!" I moaned.

I was close to finishing. I can hear his moans and groans echo over mine.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" He yelled before sitting up.

He moved my hips with his hands while he continued to thrust into me. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and held him tightly with my chin resting on his shoulder. My breast pressed against his chest while my legs wrapped around his hips. We were hugging each other so tightly not wanting to let go.

We moaned together with the slapping of our skin. The creaking of our bed grew louder along with the frame slamming against our bedroom wall.

I kept calling his name as his pace quickened, and in return, he moaned my name.

"Baby! Baby! Oh fuck!" he moaned.

He held onto me tightly and I felt the pleasure over take me. I was cumming.

"Chan! Chan! Please!" I begged him. "I'm cumming!"

He continued his quick pace and I felt my grip on him tighten. I rolled my eyes back as I felt the sensation of his dick run through me.

I let out a loud moan as I shook from pleasure. I threw my head back while he continued to pump into me as I orgasmed. I couldn't stop myself from moaning.

"Fuck!" He yelled before flipping me over.

His shaft left me and I missed his shape inside me. I turned around to look at him and his eyes were dark. He looked like a hungry beast that could tear me apart. My heart raced with anticipation. I bit my lip once I felt his tip touch my opening. My hands and knees were on the bed and he kneeled behind me with his hands holding my hips.

He thrusted in me and I whimpered. His size took over me and it made me feel whole again. He continued the pace he had earlier and I yelped. The bed shook vigorously with our skins smacking against each other.

I laid my face into one of our pillows and screamed as his shape went far deeper than before. I felt Chan put a pillow under my hips to help me stay up.

As he quickened his pace and thrusted deeper, he leaned onto me. He grabbed my wrist and held it over my head once again while he left love marks all over my back and neck.

"Baby! Oh fuck!" he moaned in my ear.

I couldn't stop myself from the amount of moans mixed with curses that kept leaving my mouth along with the slip of his name.

"I'm gonna cum," he whispers in my ear before letting go of my wrists.

He wrapped his arms around me and I held onto his hands. He spooned me tightly and his lips were close to my ear. His thrusts became unsteady and robust. He was ramming me with such pace that I couldn't focus on anything anymore.

I let out incoherent noises while pleasure filled my whole body again. The sensation sent excitement through me and I could feel myself ready to climax.

"Fuck!" He yelled.

He thrusted into me deeper than before and my eyes rolled back. I let out yells of moans. I was cumming.

He let out a loud groan and my body shook with pleasure as he slammed his rod into me. His liquids filled me and I held his hands that held me tightly. My whole body shook from ecstasy and I let out a loud moan.

His breath was shaky while he continued to slowly pump inside me. I felt my eyes shut as his thrust came to a halt. All I could hear was our unsteady breathing and his lips kissing my skin.

He hugged me tightly before I turned myself to look at him. He looked as tired as I was. I rubbed his sweat off his face and he grinned. I gazed at his charming trait and kissed him. His toothy grin was always cute.

He caressed my face and held me tight.

"I love you," he says.

His words were soft like his voice. I smiled brightly and snuggled myself closer to him.

"I love you too, Chan," I whisper.

He hummed with happiness while we held each other.

"We should probably shower," I tell him.

He groaned from my words and held me tighter. "Not yet. Let's stay like this a little longer."

I giggled at his silly behavior and kissed him on his cheek. I knew what could get him up from. He looked down at me with tired eyes.

"I'll make you cookies after we shower," I say with mischief.

His eyes widened and he quickly sat up. "Really!?"

I laughed at his reaction before gasping. He wrapped his arms under me and picked me up. I held onto him while he carried me to the bathroom.

"I'm gonna get those damn cookies!" He hollered.

I grinned at him. I'm so happy he's my husband~

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