#Sucks to be you if you don't realize this blog is back for real this time

[incorrect-half-life-quotes]

Alyx: Last night, I had a dream about sandwich pizza. Russell: What? Alyx: It was pizza with bread on the top and the bottom. Russell: So a calzone? Alyx: You can’t just name things I dream up!

[kisakis-boyfriend]

No thoughts, head empty. Just putting afab!Sanzu in a maid dress and inappropriate use of a gun.

I’m so sorry.

Author's Note: No need to apologize!! This is a delicious concept! I went way overboard though...my bad 💀

Warnings: Male!reader, mean dom/top!reader, sub/bottom/trans!Sanzu, gunplay, maid kink, CNC, hard degradation, humiliation kink, spanking, reader gets called 'master'

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Maid Sanzu who shivers once he feels the cold gun on the bare skin of his back, pressing into him so that he arches against your body

Your devilish smirk indicates nothing good, pushing him against the wall with a thud and holding the gun against his jaw

Maid Sanzu's breath hitches when you force your fingers in between his legs and roughly rub them against his cunt — he's forbidden from wearing any panties or undergarments with the maid dress

Maid Sanzu who's forced to hump the barrel. He refuses at first, until you flip him over and spank his adorable cheeks until they're as pink as his hair (and the maid outfit)

It's disgusting, the way his slippery pussy glides along the top of the gun like this...the way he fucking enjoys it. The way his hips are picking up speed, grinding on the firearm because, fuck- it actually feels really good and he just wants to cum now

Maid Sanzu who moans like some camgirl when he finally orgasms. Leaving a mess on the floor (and your hand, because he came so much and it got everywhere)

Maid Sanzu on his knees. One hand tangled in his silky hair; the other holding the gun right where your dick is. You tell him to “Suck it” and he shakes his head, pushing against your legs while you try to force his mouth closer

“I said suck it. 'No' isn't an option, bitch.” Reluctantly, Sanzu parts his lips, immediately tasting metal on his tongue. Choking and coughing while you fuck his mouth. “Mhm, gooood boy~ Does it taste as good as the real thing?”

He looks up at you through wet lashes, sniffling pitifully. “Hah...so pretty. Get it nice n' wet, whore.”

Maid Sanzu sprawled out on the bed; skirt forcibly lifted up and legs pried open. You stare at his pussy longingly for a moment, licking your lips. He assumes you're going to eat him out–

“Spread 'em. Open up that cute cunt f'me.” He's a bit surprised, but hesitantly complies. Using his fingers to shakily hold his pussy lips open; a little bit of slick drips out, making Sanzu shiver

Maid Sanzu who's even more surprised when, instead of your mouth, you press the gun against his cunt. His eyes wided — in both fear and realization. “No...no no no! W-wait–!!”

“Fuck yourself on it, Haru. Fuck it like it's just another cock stretchin' that hole of yours.”

Maid Sanzu with tears streaming down his cheeks. You cock the gun and sternly reply to his frozen state, “I wasn't askin' bitch.”

His eyes flick down between his legs — to the weapon that's sat waiting for his walls to envelope it. “O-ok...okokok–!! H-haah!” Sanzu cries, pushing against the gun until it pops inside

Maid Sanzu who can't hold back his filthy moaning anymore. There's a gun fucking his hole; thrusting in and out as if this is a normal thing to do. And Sanzu likes it! That's the part that really has him caught up...it feels good and he can't help bucking his hips

Meanwhile, you don't bother to bite back your own noises. Emitting deep groans and all sorts of dirty talk as you watch Haruchiyo mentally struggle with this. Shamefully letting you use the gun like a dildo, degrading him, and using his body to get off

Maid Sanzu who cums around the gun multiple times that night. You'll ask, “Did it feel good?” and Sanzu mewls a ‘yes, master...’ through tears

Your degradation pulls another orgasm from your precious maid, spitting a cruel, “Hah. Of course it did. You're a such a fuckin' whore, anything I put in that slutty pussy of yours would feel good, right?” Next thing you know, Sanzu is arching his back and cumming from your words (and the subtle thrusting of the gun)

[miyaur]

oohhh i love your blog!! how about some morning sex headcanons with albedo, ayato, kaeya and cyno?

⟢ a rising sunset in the east ft. albedo, ayato, kaeya, & cyno ・synopsis. early mornings, busy afternoons, it all calling for intimacy in the bright sun rays through the cracks of the curtains that spill onto the floor, and slow sensual sex at the crack of dawn, right before he goes. ・notes. ugliest and cutest color combo ive ever made, #696969 for the win tho, bro why did i ever think writing was easy without fancy ahh words. day ii: im losing it, i cant write dom albedo, its ok i tried ・warnings. nsfw, morning sex, gn!reader, dom & sub!reader, dom & sub!character, strap/cock mentioned

THE ALCHEMIST: ALBEDO ・such a sweetheart honestly! wants to make those little moments between you two at least somewhat sweet, but he can't help but whimper at the way you went so slowly up and down his cock. and damn did it feel good. probably likes cowgirl / missionary the most. probably has a lot of stamina too! could go on 'till night time again if you wanted him to. orgasms too easily though, so overstimulation with him can barely be avoided. likes to call you an angel, or just basic petnames (i.e. love, darling, dear, etc., he's really cheesy). pretty loud in bed if i don't say so myself. like dom or sub, either way he whimpers and groans a ton, gets turned a whole bunch when you moan, lets him know you like it too yk? ・oh and if you the one pegging/thrusting him from behind or what, do wtv u can to his nipples, he likes that. like a lot. tug on them, rub them, like just doing that and being the one pounding his ass and he'll fall in love, praise him while doing it, tell him he's a good boy and you are on your way to make him orgasm another time. probably real sensitive too, like i said he is prone to orgasming a bit early into sex, like after tugging on his nips for a bit he probably will come as soon as that dick/strap come inside of him!!! anyway back to srs writing, he loves praise a lot, do that and rub his nipples, he'll come untouched. more sensitive in the mornings btw ・aftercare w him is soo soft, like he'll make sure you're both showered and stuff, makes sure you're okay, continuosly asks actually, cuddles you to sleep, before he goes in the morning, forehead kiss and goes out the door feeling like a man with the greatest partner ever.

THE YASHIRO COMMISIONER: KAMISATO AYATO ・likes being in control, any position will do honestly, whatever you're most comfortable with. major tease & wastes 0 time, wastes 0 time is going drunk on your taste, i feel like he's more into sucking/eating you off/out, doesn't have the energy to rail the fuck out of your hole, but maybe a taste of you could give him more energy, yk? gets so drunk on your taste he almost doesn't realize you've already came and your cock/pussy is already off his mouth, will probably overstimulate you a bit too, maybe even edge you a bit after that. ・degrades you like no tomorrow, but likes being degraded when you're the one pegging/thrusting into his ass. likes being punished too, probably the type to go "i'm too tired for this" when you ask if he's your slut to purposely piss you off. will gladly bounce on your dick/strap though, absolutey goes crazy on it, please place hickeys on his neck, show everyone that he belongs to you when he goes out <3 ・loves aftercare, loves also to shower kisses on your back while you both get ready for the morning activities, and as long as you ask for it he'll get for you, makes sure everything you want and need it there for you while he isn't there, so a kiss to your forehead, and he's out the door, and those little things that you had kept your eye on but don't wanna go out anytime soon? he'll get it as soon as possible! just sit tight, and wait for him, that's all he needs from you.

THE CALVARY CAPTAIN: KAEYA ALBERICH ・god damn, he is definitely a big tease while you sleepily ride his cock, your eyes barely open, pleasure running all throughout your body, your hands on his chest, the only thing that really helped your body up, and kaeya can't help but groan, you felt so ethereal, it made him feel like he's falling in love with you all over again. he just needed this before work, just needed you this one more time, he's been almost too busy, it took too long this time for a single mission to be completed, he's glad you can help him relieve his stress! ・probably praises you immensely, and whatever position is okay as long as neither of you have to move that much. pound him while his face is in a pillow, literal praise prince, seriously loves praise so bad, tell him he's being such a good boy taking all of you in. his loud moans in pleasure echoing through the hallway, loves even more if you fuck him in front of a mirror, seeing how much of a mess you've made him, gets turned on so bad, even if it's just you jerking him off, your smooth hands running over his red tip, aa just please keep going!! ・the type of guy to call you mommy/daddy, just depends how far you guys are into it (as in round wise yes.) anyways, aftercare is a dream!! so gentle with you honestly, getting showered with him is so heavenly too, smooth talker plus showering you with affection? such a sweetheart, and if you really can't walk after like in the other headcannons i made for ayato, he'd go for errands for anything that you need, but not 'till 8am, it's still 6am, he'll stay with you for a bit. just a bit 'till he goes.

THE GENERAL MAHAMATRA: CYNO ・WAAA baby is so sensitive, literally just touching all over his cock for a bit makes him wanna cum soo bad, just say the word and he will paint your hands white <33!! his drowsy eyes could barely keep up with the speed of how fast of a pace your hands were going up and down his dick, spurts cum everywhere honestly, kinda heavy load everytime he does too. will let you dominate him in the morning, doesn't really care ・make him choke on your fingers if he's being too loud, definitely likes getting degraded, but praise isn't out of the choices. a mix of everything, really, just don't let it be related to gory stuff, makeout with him and jerk him off, and he'll be off happier than ever. sensitive all over, just seriously do anything to him, more prone to cum just by you stroking him. ・if he does end up being a dom, lots of praise and kisses, really just soft thrusts into you. the belly bulge on your tummy is really what keeps him going, seeing how much of his seed is inside you, holds your hand throughout most of the rounds too, lowkey arrives late to work because of aftercare with you. ・treats you like a queen/king, reminds you all the time how much he loves you and cares about you, that's why he doesn't go that hard during sex, wants to make sure you're comfortable, likes to hold you in the shower, just you and him.

you can tell i was dying while writing this it's kinda icky too so mb.... cg on 700 followers for me ig.......

[superblysubpar]

Dad Steve Options

- dad steve wants to/asks to baby wear his little infant girl and it's just about the fuckin most adorable thing. Maybe he goes out on the town doing something domesticated with her strapped to his chest. 🫠

- his kiddo (boy or girl) plays basketball and he's all mushy proud dad at their first game (esp bc he knows what it's like to play with no one in the stands) 🏀

- dad Steve has a daughter and she asks him to her schools father daughter dance 🤵

- dad Steve gets heart eyes at you just after you give birth and are a trash mess in the hospital (and/or other first time mom things that are otherwise not glamorous but he's just so amazed. 🤱

dad!steve harrington x mom!fem! reader

a How Sweet It Is story

Summary: It's hard to stay mad at Steve when he's just being a good husband and dad | even if a fic is not marked 18+, my blog is

Warnings: reader is pregnant

3.6k words

Winter, 1996:

The house was in chaos, but what else is new? 

Steve can't even keep track of what day of the week it is, so it was a very real possibility (or entirely one hundred percent a fact) that he forgot to change the wet clothes from the washing machine into the dryer last night.

Normally, not a big deal - he'd rewash it or he'd smell test and toss it in the dryer anyways. However, this load was important because it had the basketball jersey in it.

The basketball jersey his daughter is supposed to wear in less than a half hour for her game. 

"Dad! Where's my jersey? You said you washed it right?"

The basketball jersey said daughter is screaming down the hall for. 

"Oh shit," he whispers before realizing the little lady who barely comes up to his hip is standing next to him as he carefully pulls another daughter from her crib. 

The noise of her sucking in a deep breath alerts him of her presence. Watching out of the corner of his eyes as she rocks back on her heels and chirps out happily, repeating it back to him, "Oh, shit!"

He spins to face her quickly, hand on the back of the sleeping one year old cradled against his chest, "No, no, no Liv, baby don't-"

"Shit!" She laughs as she repeats it again, happy to have her dad’s attention on her.

"Dad!" Nora shrieks down the hall and he groans.

When did the "dy" get removed? Why don't fathers get notified? Have ample time to prepare from being called Daddy lovingly by their baby girl to Dad like they’re public enemy number one suddenly. 

He calls out, squeezing his eyes shut, "Nora, sweetie I forgot-"

"Folded on the counter in the bathroom!" your voice echoes up the stairs, interrupting the meltdown that was about to occur. You are a saint and his shoulders fall down with relief as Nora shouts back a thank you - much too loud, but he’ll take the win. 

He watches Liv untangle her braids absentmindedly and she sings "Shit!" again as they walk out into the hall.

Grace gasps from the bottom of the stairs, "Mommy! Liv said shit!"

"Grace, don't repe-"

"She what?"

Steve groans again, his permanent state lately, as he makes his way down the stairs one at a time, his jeans in the firm grasp of his three year old as she takes her time. Julie stirs in his arms, that furrow of her eyebrows deepening and tiny fists forming from all the yelling. 

God, please don’t wake up and start screaming. Steve pleads down the stairs with the one who can maybe understand him, "Grace, baby, she doesn't know it's a bad word yet okay? She doesn't-"

"Shit!" Liv hops off the stairs from the second to last one, grinning proudly at you.

Steve closes his eyes and peeks them open as he takes the last step to see you trying not to smile.

"Liv, sweetie, bad word don't repeat," you squat with your arm outstretched for her and groan the whole way down and wince when she slams into you with a giggle.

Steve's nerves on high alert as your face scrunches in pain, "What? What's wrong? Are you okay? What hurts?"

Your laugh is loud as you look up at him, rolling your eyes. You slip on Liv's shoes as Grace uses your shoulder to balance while she gets her own on. Grace manages to trap some of your hair between her fingers as she tugs and he watches you physically fight off the wince that wants to come out as you huff, "Steve, I'm fine. I have a doctor’s appointment nex-”

“Yeah, not till next week. You should stay home and-”

Fury burning in your eyes towards him as you frown, “I’m not missing her game Steve.”

He swallows and nods. He totally understands, it’s the championship game. Nora’s first season. He’d literally have to be bleeding out to miss it, and even then he’d probably fight you on it. But this - you - it’s different. 

This pregnancy is so unlike the others already, your symptoms much worse and far quicker than the other four and he felt guilty and more worried than usual. However, the main feeling buzzing through his body is absolutely fear. Your mood towards him has been far more on the ‘you did this to me and I hate you’ side of the spectrum than the ‘wow I can’t believe we’re having another one’ he was normally used to. All of which has him convinced it’s a boy this time. Destined to be a pain in the ass just like his father. Or worse, it could be another daughter, but one who comes out calling him dad immediately with disdain dripping from her lips while she sneaks out of her window to go sleep with-

Nora’s feet slamming on the steps pulls him out of his spiral and he turns, a wide smile pulling at his lips. Decked out in green and orange, bright green glasses to match and her dark brown curls in a ponytail, she beams at him. 

He raises his hand and pretends to snap a picture and she poses, sticking her tongue out just like Uncle Eddie and he laughs. 

She jumps down the last few steps and as Steve bends to kiss the top of her head, Nora ducks to kiss Julie on the forehead softly. As Steve stands up, brushing a stray baby hair that fell from Nora’s headband, she peers up at him looking like his little girl and an adult all at the same time as she asks, “Ready to watch me kick some Cougar’s butts?”

He laughs and Grace cheers, causing Liv to join in and run around in a circle whooping and tugging on your jeans. Your hand falls to your stomach, not really showing at all yet, but your habit of resting it there from past pregnancies already returning. You smile at your daughters before making eye contact with him, nodding towards the front door with a roll of your eyes, “Well what are we waiting for? Time to go watch the best team in Indiana!”

“Steve, come on, I can just hold her,” you huff as you lean against the car, watching Robin push Grace and Liv on the swings across the parking lot.

“Baby, just-ouch!” buckle pinching his fingers again and he grits through his teeth, “This way we both have free hands,” he grins as it clicks together and he tugs harshly, making sure it’s secure before he motions with his fingers for her to hand over Julie. His youngest, who’s now awake and happily munching on her own hand as she peers at him with big brown eyes. 

You smile, kissing the top of her head, not releasing her and looking out the corner of your eye, “You look like such a dork.”

“Ah, but an efficient dork. This way my hands are free for foam fingers and popcorn. Plus it’s practice. What’s gonna happen when it’s park day and we have two that can’t walk and one of us is at work?” he snaps the band over his shoulder with a grin and raises his eyebrows.

You snort and he reaches for Julie, she squirms and shrieks, kicking her legs like it’s a fun game as he tries to place her in the opening. Steve mumbles, “Jules, come on now-”

“Would you like some help?” you ask with your arms crossed, hiding your amusement as he huffs and nods. 

Julie reaches for you again as you help tuck her legs in, her back to Steve’s chest. Her shriek breaks his ear drums as you pretend to bite the air around her, chasing her hands and pressing your nose into hers. 

Eyes sparkling as you look up at him from under your lashes, hair blowing lightly in the wind Steve was sure if you weren’t already pregnant he’d ask you for another one right then and there. 

Snorting, you stand up and raise your eyebrows at him and he feels the heat blooming under his skin as he asks, “What?”

You laugh, pointing an accusing finger in his face that Julie makes quick work to grab onto as you scold, “You’re giving me your baby eyes!”

“I-what?” Damn, you were good. Steve looks up at the sky, hands on his hips, “You’re ridiculous. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

He starts to walk away, turning to reach out his hand, “Look at that,” yours slips into his and he squeezes, kissing the top of Julie’s head, “Another benefit to free hands.”

“Yes, I suppose that’s a fair argument,” you squeeze it back, locking eyes with him as you step closer to the playground. Your thumb rubs against the back of his knuckles, “I’m sorry I’ve been so awful lately.”

He stops you, hands reaching up to cup your cheeks and he shakes his head, “Woah, woah, woah, who said anything about you being awful?”

You roll your eyes, leaning into one of his palms and kiss his wrist, ready to protest when Robin interrupts.

“Hey! Lovebirds! If you’re done making googly eyes at each other, I think we have a very important game to get to!”

Steve sighs and you smile, stepping onto your toes to kiss his cheek and letting his hands hover in your absence as you start towards the girls. 

Robin hangs back until Steve catches up, yanking his arm harshly, “I cannot believe you.”

“Hi Robin, I missed you too,” Steve rips his arm out of her grip and frowns. 

She pokes at him, walking backwards with a hiss, “Did you really get her pregnant again?”

Steve stops, mouth dropping open and Robin groans, “Steve, you’re actually disgusting. Can you not keep it in your pants? I mean, my god, you just had this cutie,” she tickles Julie’s cheeks as she reaches for her and Robin raises her eyebrows, snapping the band of the pack as he had just done, “Dork.”

He rubs at his temple, “Will you -first of all, Y/N hasn’t even been to the doctor yet, so will you just cool it? The girls don’t know and actually, why am I even telling you?!” he throws his hands up, “You probably already know since you have a wire tap into my house or some shit.”

Robin snorts, turning back around, “No Stevie, you’re just very, very…” she flutters her fingers around, eyes scrunching before snapping, “Predictable?”

Annoyed at her use of the nickname and ready to argue with her, he’s interrupted when you turn with both girls' hands in yours to look over your shoulder and you frown. Any sweet moment the two of you just shared over as you scold, “Steve! Did you just tell her?!”

Steve holds up his hands, eyes widening, “No, no, no, I-”

You narrow your eyes and his voice squeaks, “She guessed!” he hits Robin’s shoulder with the back of his hand, “Right? You guessed. Tell her that I didn’t tell you.”

“Ouch,” Robin hisses and then shrugs, enjoying the game, “I don’t know, did I guess Steve? Or did you just confirm a suspicion?”

Steve can see the steam coming out of your ears and Robin winces, hands motioning just like Steve’s, “No really, I did guess. Not his fault. Can I get you a pretzel? How about a Sprite? You look beautiful today, doesn’t she, Steve?”

You roll your eyes and walk away with the girls and Steve’s shoulders slump, and Robin pat his arm, whispering as they trailed in behind you, “What the hell did you do to her?”

He looks at the back of your head and then at Robin and shrugs before whispering, “I don’t know, but I think a mini version of myself is coming out this time.”

Robin shivers, making a gagging noise, “Ew, gross, don’t say-”

“Aunt Robin!” Nora shouts, waving wildly from her spot on the bench. 

Robin screams, waving just as frantically and holds up two thumbs before blowing a kiss that Nora jumps up to catch. 

As you sit, Liv wastes no time, crawling onto you, her foot digging into your stomach as she maneuvers to a comfy yet restless position and Steve winces, “Baby, why don’t you come sit on Aunt Robin’s lap?”

You frown, “Steve, I’m fine,” but Liv is already crawling across your lap and into Robin’s who takes her arms and waves them and gets her shouting for Nora too. Grace standing on the bleacher next to her, holding up a sign decked out in glitter that’s raining on the people in front of her as she waves it back and forth too quickly. 

You’re on your feet suddenly, making your way past him and he grabs your wrist, “Wait, where are you going?”

Glaring at him, you remove your wrist, “To go get a Ginger-ale.”

He starts to stand, “Are you not feeling good? I can get it, you sit and-”

“Steve, I also have to pee, are you going to do that for me too?”

He sits, pulling his cheek in and nods once, “Right. Have fu-good lu-” he closes his eyes and shakes his head and nods again as you leave the stands. 

Robin whistles, “Dude, this is bad. I haven’t seen you this frazzled since before you started dating.”

Steve slumps against Robin, forehead to her shoulder, “I don’t know if she’s actually pissed or it’s just the-” his voice drops quieter, “hormones, or-”

Liv spins in her lap and pulls at his cheek and he smiles until she grins back and shouts, “Pissed!”

Grace gasps, “Daddy! Liv just said-”

Steve straightens, finger pointing at her, “I know! Don’t repeat it!” he boops Liv’s nose, “Not a good word. Don’t repeat.”

Liv grins, opening her mouth and before she can say it again, Robin blows a raspberry into her neck, distracting her in perfect time to you climbing the stairs with Dustin and Eddie behind you. 

Julie has a hold of his fingers and you smirk, “So much for free hands.”

Dustin stops in front of him, “You look like a mega dork.”

Steve pushes the bill of his hat down, “Takes one to know one.”

Eddie and Dustin plop in the now vacant and completely littered in green and orange glitter spots in front of you and Liv climbs from Robin’s lap onto Eddie’s shoulders. Dangling, her face upside down in front of his, she beams and shouts, “Shit!”

Eddie laughs but quickly covers it up with a cough, “Well, that’s a new word,” he looks over his shoulder at you and grins, “For the record, I was not the one to teach that one to her.” He pulls her forward until she’s balancing a foot on each of their thighs and beaming back at you.

Sighing, you shake your head, “Nope that one was all Steve.”

Liv chooses then to repeat her other new word and Steve hides his face in Julie’s hair. Grace gasps again, “Mommy, did you hear-”

It’s extremely hard to stay mad at Steve Harrington. 

Not a new realization, in fact it’s something you’ve been highly aware of since the day you met. One look at his stupidly adoring face and anger just seemed to dissolve from you. So, today was no different of course. 

The way he nudged his knee against yours when you returned to the stands, a silent ‘we’re okay, right?’, his sudden jump up when Nora got the ball and he shouted, “Elbow, baby, keep your elbow in!” and his fist pump as the ball swished into the net. The stupid ( and fine, very logical) baby carrier that shouldn’t look good on him but did. The way he handed Julie off to you so he could race down the stairs and catch Nora who jumped into his arms as he spun her shouting something about pizza for everybody. 

It was all so incredibly and unfairly endearing. And it’s not like you were actually mad at him. You couldn’t wait to have another baby with him. No, the problem is that once Steve finds out, he’s not going to let you out of bed, out of his sight or allow you to do a single thing for yourself. Because you know that’s how he was with the other four and this will be worse, you just know it.  

Having four girls is already a lot of work. His promotion at work and your job keep you both busy aside from being parents. He already insists on doing most of the chores since you work longer hours some nights. But it’s chaotic. Both of you forget loads of laundry, leave dishes in the sink, and you get take out far too many nights because the thought of cooking is too much. What’s going to happen when he finds out? When it’s already chaos and you’re helping, how much worse is it going to get when he refuses to let you do anything?

So, when he insists on getting up at dinner to go get you another slice and go refill the girls drinks and his pizza sits cold and uneaten in front of him you snap, “Steve! Stop it!”

The table falls silent, a thing you actually thought impossible for your family. Even Julie, her pacifier placating her into silence. The arcade game’s dings and whistles are the only sound for what feels like forever before you blow out your breath and push back from the table. Mumbling some sort of an apology and you step outside taking a breath of fresh air. 

Though your vision is blurry, you can see through the front windows that they’re all trying and failing to look busy instead of watching you, and Steve is outside and in your space because of course he followed you immediately. 

“Baby, you gotta tell me what’s going on. Hey, come on,” he cradles your cheeks, thumbs brushing over them and wiping your tears as his forehead presses to yours, glasses sliding down his nose. 

“So-sorry,” you hiccup, hands tightening on his forearms and squeezing. 

“Will you stop apologizing? It’s my fault and I know we talked about it, but maybe you don’t want this fifth one and-”

“Steve, please stop. You have to…” you take a step away from him and wipe at your cheeks and cross your arms, “I need you to listen. Really listen. Let me get it all out before you go into overprotective hero mode okay?”

He grimaces, “That is not making me feel better, babe.” His shoulders relax at your raised eyebrows and he nods, leaning against the window, raising his right hand with a small smile, “I promise, okay?”

Taking a deep breath, you start pacing in front of him, “I love you. So much. And I love our family. It’s chaos, but it’s our chaos, you know? And, seriously, I love you, but you have to let me do things for myself and trust that I know my body and my limits because, Steve,” your hands are in your hair as your eyes stay focused on the sidewalk, “It’s already hard to stay on top of stuff when I do help. So I need to hear you say it.”

He straightens, eyebrows furrowed and you reach forward on instinct to soften the wrinkles with your fingers just like you do for the girls as he asks, “Say what?”

“That you promise to let me help. That unless I ask for help or to not do something, that I can…” you wave your hands around, “That I can go get my own slice of pizza. That we both help with the girls, that-”

He nods, hands finding yours, “Okay, I promise.”

He leans in to kiss you, nose pressing into your cheek and lips hovering over yours as you sigh, “Thank you, but there’s one more thing?”

His lips twitch up on one side, “Yeah? Do I need to start using a swear jar?”

Blowing out your breath in a shaky laugh, you watch his eyes carefully as you whisper, “Remember how you said you wanted six kids?”

He smiles against your lips, not fully listening you’re sure, since this is the closest you’ve been in weeks but he nods. Swallowing and licking his lips as he presses closer to you. 

“Well, uh, about that,” his hands find your cheeks as you push through it, “We’re having twins.”

Steve’s thumbs freeze, his shoulders tense and his gulp is audible, “Wh-what?”

You shrug, biting your lip as your vision turns blurry from more tears, “Surprise?”

His arms move around your waist and before you can say anything else he’s holding you up, your toes barely touching the ground as he laughs through his own tears and kisses you. Breathless and kissing all over your face as he spins you around and the door opens, the girls running out, Julie in Nora’s arms and Grace holding Liv’s hand. 

Nora cocks her head to the side, a mirror image of Steve as she frowns, “What’s going on? Why are you crying?”

Steve’s behind you, head pressed into your neck as you laugh and wipe at your eyes, holding up two fingers, “Well, mom’s having two babies!”

Shouting and running around in circles and kisses on every cheek you can find as they all celebrate loudly and are filled with too much energy for such small bodies. Steve doesn’t remove his arms from around your waist, squeezing you lightly and laughing into your shoulder as Liv yells, “Shit!” again. 

It’s chaos. But what else is new?

Thank you for reading! Please let me know what you thought, and I hope you consider reblogging my work to get it circulated to new readers - thanks for being here 💛

[animeyanderelover]

Tsukinami brothers and Cordelia Sakamaki fell in love with a human maid girl. ♥

I love your blog and youu <3

Let's be real, none of them would make good lovers.

Tw: Yandere themes, toxic relationship, power imbalance, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional thoughts, abuse, clinginess, mocking, humiliation, bullying, sadism, isolation, abduction

Human maid

Cordelia Sakamaki

🟣​As the only human in the Sakamaki estate, you have hell waiting for you since you're constantly either bullied, ignored or disrespected. Even some of the children there treat you rudely but you can't do anything against it. Cordelia is by far the scariest of all of them though as you notice that even the other vampire mothers are afraid of her. You fully understand why as you have been the one to receive her wrath and discontent. So you learn to keep your head low, never speak up against her and silently take everything if she lashes out on you. You make it your job to observe her and know what she wants without realizing that it is this very submissive dedication that manages to catch her eyes. It's been a while since she has had someone paying that much attention to her and listening to her every demand as at one point you can tell what she wants from you without actually having to talk to you. She still sees you as a pathetic, little thing but your effort to please her flatters her as you slowly upgrade to her pathetic yet adorable thing.

🟣​And just like that you become her own personal maid who she expects to cater to her every need. Bellatrix and Christa start avoiding you out of fear to be bullied by Cordelia and if you even do as much as offer anyone else in the mansion your service, Cordelia punishes you. She's verbally and physically very abusive if you shouldn't act like she wants you to. You have scars and bruises all over your skin on such days, dizzy from the amount of blood she consumed painfully from you. She always says cruelly in such moments that you should be glad that she even pays attention to you at all and could easily kill you if she wanted to. Behave! Behave like a mellow and obedient doll and you won't get the worst of her. Follow her always around with your head bowed, only listen to her and she'll be a bit better. Sit perfectly still when she dolls you up with dresses, make-up and jewels as she tells you in a sweeter tone that you need to look presentable when you are with her and don't flinch when her fingers caress the lines of your face gently. Be perfect for her.

Carla Tsukinami

🔮​Carla barely acknowledges you at first but you prefer that over Shin's taunting behavior. As long as you do your job, Carla doesn't care for your presence a lot. You don't even know what it is that eventually causes his golden eyes to be more drawn to you yet you notice it almost instantly. How his piercing orbs scrutinize your every move all of a sudden as you act as submissive and loyal as you are supposed to as a maid. It scares you but when he one day saves you from Shin who was just about to suck your blood again, you're too grateful to think much about it at first. From that day on he lets you spend a lot more time with him in his office where Shin isn't really allowed. He graciously takes care of your wounds as he bandages them and rubs ointment on all scars and open wounds. You're still grateful and thank him multiple times for his kindness to help you, although when you look up you can't help but shiver whilst looking into his eyes who seemingly drill into your soul as he takes in your form, your scent, those innocent and anxious eyes looking into his own.

🔮​Suddenly you aren't allowed to leave his chambers anymore and whilst you initially assume that he just doesn't want you to run into Shin again, the possessive and hungry light in his eyes tells you another story. His presence all of a sudden dangerous and suffocating as he tells you once to head back into his room and you do as he tells you, your body so terrified that it's moving on his own. You are safe from Shin from now on but you have gone from one hell into another hell as you soon come to realize. You're punished for the slightest sign of disrespect as Carla doesn't tolerate any sign of rebellious attitude and so you spend days without food and water in a cold cell, chained to the wall and at the mercy of whatever Carla has in store for you. It's such a stark contrast to when you're instead cuddled up in his arms in his private chambers and he shares his knowledge of the world in a low tone with you. You fear the Carla who hurts you and acts so coldly towards you and do your best to please him so that you only see the gentler side of him. Slowly but surely, you break for him. And that is exactly Carla's plan.

Shin Tsukinami

🐺​Shin makes his disrespect for you blatant as he sees you as little more than a plaything when you first arrive. You're a human after all, know your place. He doesn't let you do your tasks properly as he ruins your work for you. He pushes you around, bullies you, abuses you sexually, scares you and gives you a bright grin when he sees you breaking down in tears before he suddenly grabs your arm and yanks you up, demanding you to clean the mess he just created and prepare something for him. There is never a day where he doesn't give you a break as he is delighted to see your tears, although he also appreciates a bit of sass since it'll make it only more amusing to break you. He is a living nightmare and it is highly likely that you won't even notice that he has developed something for you because he acts exactly the same. He still sees you as a lesser being and you always will be. In fact he seems to be even more persistent now and you initially assume he just wants to torment you more.

🐺​Until one day, he stops. He stops abusing you as badly. Sure, he is still acting like the worst dick you've ever met but there isn't as much abuse anymore. Instead he's clingy and whiny as he yanks you away from your tasks and insists that you spend more time with him. Then the next morning, he's acting like you expect him to act. He suddenly switches back and forth between clingy and entitled to sadistic and psychopathic. You can not predict him anymore as he can seemingly switch from one mood to another within a single second and it makes you paranoid beyond belief. He's unpredictable so you can't even adapt your behavior in hopes of never eliciting his bad side out of him because your own behavior never dictates his actions. It's his own mood and what he is feeling at the moment and you can not influence that. You are adorable like this though as you constantly walk on eggshells around him. You flinch when he wraps his arms around you from behind, his hot breath fanning your neck as you can only wait if he'll bite you painfully or instead just place a kiss on your neck.

[kiiwiigii]

Whine

Demetri x Fem!Reader

Summary: Having your vampire lover tied up is oh so fun.

Warnings:

NSFW 18+

Bondage

Oral (M. Receiving)

Word Count: 200+

Requested?: For Kinktober!

Bondage with demetri but we tie him up😈

A/N: Tee hee

I let my hands trail along Demetri's pale, cold skin teasingly. Never in a million years did I think I would be treated to such a sight as my vampire lover sitting, bound to a chair, his arms wrapped around the back with thick rope twining its way up from his wrists to elbows.

And I kind of liked it.

Demetri eyed me hungrily, taking in the sight of me standing there in nothing but a pair of lacy panties. I hadn't even bothered with a bra this time. I grinned down at him wickedly, slowly lowering myself to my knees, and took his hard cock in my hands. He sucked in a ragged breath as I let my red lips close over the tip of his cock, my tongue swirling around him before I slowly took him in all the way to the back of my mouth.

Demetri hissed, his hips bucking ever so slightly.

I hummed along his cock as I bobbed my head, taking extra care to make those delicious and ludicrously wet noises he liked to hear whenever I went down on him.

"Amore." He moaned pleadingly, his arms pulling at his restraints.

I popped him out of my mouth, letting my hands begin their work as I stared up at him, taking in his hooded and lust-glazed eyes.

"I think I like hearing you whine, Demetri."

I smirked up at him and he let out another whimper, his head falling back when I gave the underside of his cock a long swipe.

"Just wait until I'm straddling you, baby."

I went back to work, my lips working him up and down, my tongue swirling and my hand gripping the base of his cock as I licked him.

I kept my eyes locked on Demetri's face as he watched me, his mouth hanging open as he made short, sharp breaths and his hips jerked forward, almost as if he was trying to fuck my mouth.

I took my time, my eyes flicking up to his face every few seconds to see his reactions, to see his eyes glaze over before his head would fall back as he let out a raspy breath.

"You're going to make me come, amore." He panted, his wrists straining against the rope.

I gave him a nod as if I was giving him permission, given in part as I bobbed my head faster, my hands pumping him as I passed his tip and into my throat.

And with that, Demetri came, his cool seed coating the inside of my mouth.

I licked my lips, making sure to keep eye contact as I did so.

"Now for the real fun." I grinned.

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[reorientation]

Hi! Remember the nude/sexting lesbian? I'm back with news!

I thought really hard on your response and decided you're absolutely right, I have a wet hole any man would like and I was depriving myself and some man from using it.

I talked to a close male friend of mine and told him I wanted to try some dick and he agreed to a blowjob as long as I was shirtless (I have big boobs he wanted to play with). I blew him and he came *hard*. It was awesome, I need to do it again anda again and again.

(I know I'm still depriving myself, tho I know it won't take long for me to ask him to fuck me)

(Previously)

I'm so proud of you, sweetheart! You're a quick learner after all - I don't know how long it was between you finding my blog and you sending your first nude to a man, but it was only two days between you starting to talk to me and you sucking your first cock. ❤️

And even the way you went about it is cute: asking a man if you could give him a blowjob and him agreeing with conditions, as if it weren't an absolute fantasy to have your "lesbian" friend begging to suck your dick. "Well, I guess you can, as long as you get those big tits out for me too" - hilarious.

I'm certainly not going to scold you: you realized your value, you got on your knees, and now you're an addict. I know it's not going to be long before you're spreading your legs and experiencing the real joys of being a woman - taking cock and pleasing men.

[centrally-unplanned]

There is a particular brand of Trump Apologism from the Wonk Standpoint that I particularly hate, that tries to Well Actually something by shifting the goalposts. MR is giving me one today it seems, about the NATO comments:

Long-time MR readers will know I am not fond of Trump, either as a president or otherwise.  (And I am very fond of NATO.)  But on this issue I think he is basically correct.  Yes, I know all about backlash effects.  But so many NATO members do not keep up serious defense capabilities.  And for decades none of our jawboning has worked. Personally, I would not have proceeded or spoken as Trump did, and I do not address the collective action problems in my own sphere of work and life in a comparable manner (“if you’re not ready with enough publications for tenure, we’ll let Bukele take you!” or “Spinoza, if you don’t stop scratching the couch, I won’t protect you against the coyotes!”).  So if you wish to take that as a condemnation of Trump, so be it.  Nonetheless, I cannot help but feel there is some room for an “unreasonable” approach on this issue, whether or not I am the one to carry that ball.

This idea, that like "oh you know he may have phrased it weirdly but this is a real NATO problem ya know" is hopelessly disingenuous: how he phrased it is the problem! If he just talked about how NATO allies are free-riding on defense procurement, a thing everyone has been saying for 20 years, it wouldn't be news! The news is that he just casually mentions the idea that he would love to see our allies invaded! He is running for President! Its literally a diplomat job! He sucks at it to a hilarious degree! That is why this is a story!!

It actually is fine to, behind closed doors, go to NATO partners and say "okay, we are gonna set a deadline that if you don't reach force readiness the US is leaving NATO" or w/e. I don't think that is wise, NATO is still a net win for the US, you gotta appreciate that these things work dynamically - note how NATO partner Poland is stepping up to the plate right now because they have a strong reason to, and NATO makes that easier for everyone involved. But anyway, fine enough if you think the gambit can work.

But what you don't do is publicly cast ambiguity over your mutual security deterrents when you yourself haven't decided on them. Will Trump pull out of NATO? Who knows! He hasn't said he will. Will he back NATO allies in war? Idk he publicly says maaaaaaybe not. But if you are Russia, and you hear public comments like this, perhaps you might think huh, you know, I could roll the dice, invade Estonia! And then Trump doesn't back down because its Tuesday or w/e, and suddenly you are all at war. Because you intentionally cast doubt on if your alliance was real because you felt pissy one day!

I spend my life shitting on how basic IR theory is, because it is, but sometimes life makes you realize exactly how much more basic everyone else is. However, Tyler Cown, you are not basic. You are a very smart person. You know all this. Stop trying to be a uwu Straussian Hot Take clever little baby boy and score "both sides" points on the ledger in your status brain to appease your audience.

I don’t usually blog on “candidate topics” or “Trump topics” but 

That "but" is a war crime against rhetoric, I would convict you at Nuremburg for that alone.

[isa-ghost]

hey it's the anon who asked what dr*m did,

I decided to do my own research (mainly cause I was curious) but... I can't find much? let me rephrase it - I did find the allegations from 6ish months ago, that he's going to court with one(?) of them, but that's... all? I didn't find the court's verdict, confirmations, or him admitting either... and any post or video I find has both the OP and the comments mostly on his side and believing that it's either not true or true but not grooming, even people who say they're not his fans or don't even like him.

so Im not sure if the confirmation didn't reach youtube or if I'm searching wrong or something?

but honestly while researching I realized that I cant stand him lmao, gotta agree with some comments I read - he made a mistake by showing more of his personality online, looks like any time he can handle a situation wrong/respond wrong he does it

so dunno, guess I didnt find the confirmation but at least now I don't find his old minecraft videos interesting anymore so theres that

Yeah he can't act properly to save his fucking life

Also I think most of the threads on Twitter and stuff that have all the proof he's guilty/etc is probably long buried, unfortunately. You could probably try to ask around saying you're trying to get the whole picture but tbh it's not a huge deal if you can't. You can try searching my blog but Tumblr sucks with that shit. The fact that this and his other controversies have been buried and lost to the void of the internet is typical white boy with a monstrously big platform shit so I'm not surprised. I never heard any details about court (prob for legal reasons) or a conviction either. All I know is there was screenshot proof from the victim that they talked, and Dr*m confirmed the screenshots were real but didn't say anything about other details. But those details literally can't be false if the screenshots & the shit said in them are true.

Anyway, as far as his other bullshit goes:

People found old kkk meme edits on his yt account through the wayback machine. More than once if I'm not mistaken

He has a history of defending himself using the r slur

He cheated "on accident" in a speedrun (the least important thing ever but everyone always brings it up)

He claimed he was going to donate all proceeds during pride month to lgbt+ charities & he'd do charity streams all month but never did

He defended himself about replying to haters, which would send thousands of his toxic stans after the person getting them doxxed/death threats/etc and he refused to address that it was irresponsible of him bc he was too entitled to immaturely clap back at the antis. Even other ccs, like B/itzel called him out about shit related to how he uses his platform irresponsibly & he unfollowed & shaded them like a bitch baby

The whole "accidental" copycat shit with QSMP/USMP and basically softcore stalking Q/uackity online.

His "apologies" for all of the above fucking sucked in multiple ways. And that's just 2021-Now shit I can remember off the top of my head, I lost my Twitter in May last year so now I get my info from people's posts about it on here or links to tweets.

Everyone largely suspects he spontaneously reignited d/smp lore & started the finale to cover up the groomer thing bc he has a history of doing smth "new and cool" every time he causes drama to divert attention and avoid accountability.

He's also suspected of suddenly rewriting the d/smp finale to paint his Irredeemable Abuser Villain Up Until The Last Stream as a sympathetic poor baby out of nowhere and wrote that his victim, c!Tommy apologized to him, which sends a HORRIBLE message about abusive relationships. T/ommy and T/ubbo have both subtly mentioned not liking the finale and that Dr*m had AWFUL communication during the last like 6+ months of the smp.

He also suddenly showed up in T/ubbo's chat lurking while T/ubbo happened to be mentioning he'd do his own research on the grooming situation instead of blindly siding with Dr*m and it was some shit out of a horror movie is2g, he suddenly dmed T/ubbo out of nowhere during it on discord saying they'd talk about it after T/ubbo wasn't streaming. Basically sounds like he was gonna bias T/ubbo about his innocence. Like he hadn't been in chat all stream long but SUDDENLY he was there the second the topic came up. But the d/smp ccs also can't say anything about the situation since it's a legal matter, so a handful of ccs have just stated/implied they don't support him other ways

He only quit MCC bc he threw a tantrum about how he couldn't practice for it but now that MCC island exists, people were getting better than him. He's habitually a sore loser about that kinda shit

He's got that whole weird "is he, isn't he" bullshit going on about him being lgbt. I personally think he's just catering to his stupid d/n/f shippers bc they like to truth their relationship & sexuality all the time and he's never explicitly said he's bi or smth. He's just vaguely been like "yeeeaahhhh I mostly like girls like 99% but maaaayyybeee I like guys idkkkk. 🤪" But he's also done that multiple times so who tf knows. I'm not gonna fully dismiss him & I understand no one including me is entitled to his specific sexuality, but he has garbage credibility on like everything so I'm neutral on the matter and find it hard to believe him

Not directly him related, but his stans went on a long and horrifying witch hunt on Twitter during the kkk ordeal doxxing, death threatening & harassing ENTIRE mcyt subtwts who spoke out against him and called him out on his racism, performative activism, shitty apology, etc. For example, I was part of S/neeg's subtwt and all my mutuals and me had to go private to avoid getting doxxed. It felt like being raided in some dystopian ass horror film. Entire subtwts were going private, panicking, paranoid they'd get outed & stalked & harassed by people just for condemning racism, raising Black voices, etc. It was borderline traumatic to some people, I know people who lost sleep over it bc they were so afraid.

That's all I can think of off the top of my head but the end of 2021 to early 2022 was a fucking nightmare between him being an immature entitled piece of shit and his stans blindly defending him and going out of their way to endanger people who rightfully opposed him.

[adultswim2021]

Aqua Teen Hunger Force #89: “Rabbot Redux” | February 8, 2010 - 12:00AM | S08E02

Happy Space Ghost day, everyone! 30 dang years with our great guy. Wow! Seems like as good a day as any to start this shit up again. To the small-yet-still-dwindling number of people who read my shit: Hi! Real life is having it’s way with me right now, so please know I’m instituting a hard-and-fast “will update when I feel like it” rule to this thing for the right-now. So, please don't expect this to be a nightly blog. It'll be more like a "nighty" blog, as in "nighty-night", because it will be angelically and perfectly asleep most of the time. Thank you. 

It’s Rabbot Redux: a fairly unnecessary explanation for what happened directly after the events of the live-action episode. It turns out the Aqua Teens drove their moving van two doors down, to the other house next to Carl’s. Not a lot happens; Neil unpacks while Rick and Vivian fight over which room is theirs. Shake immediately claims the bathroom, not realizing it’s a bathroom. Meatwad gets a luxurious room with a salad bar and a harem.

Eventually Rabbot (from before) shows up with a housewarming gift. He then crushes the Aqua Teens’ house, forcing them to go back to the old house. Schooly D shows up and sings a new theme song (which is also used over the opening sequence). This one calls back a lot of stuff from Rabbot, like Carl working out of the home, and “dancing is forbidden”.

This one isn’t especially groundbreaking, and it’s a little puzzling that they felt the need to write themselves out of that "hole". Normally they’d just ignore stuff like that and relish the show's lack of continuity. Not only did they air an episode between the two episodes (a Christmas special), but they also put it on DVD with multiple episodes between this and the Live-Action episode; I’m guessing in some production order or something. It's striking how little these guys care, sometimes. It's weird to see them dutifully tie up a thread.

This one is fairly funny, though. There’s nothing egregiously bad in it. The biggest smile I did was the part when Shake started berating Frylock about sucking his stuff. Shake is a nasty guy who says rude stuff :)

EPHEMERA CORNER

FOX on Adult Swim bump (January 11, 2010)

Hey, here's something fun and--what luck! I am telling you about it: At this time, Adult Swim was airing episodes of Family Guy shortly after they premiered on Fox, and they had a significant viewership on both channels. In the episode "Big Man on Hippocampus", they aired a fake Adult Swim bumper (intended to mess with Fox watchers) as they went to commercial, making a joke about confusing their viewers into which network they were watching. When the episode aired on Adult Swim, they followed it up with a Fox-style promo instead of their normal bumper. Fun fact: I once spoke to somebody who was writing on an Adult Swim show and they entertained the idea of doing a fake Adult Swim bumper, and asked me if any other shows had done that. I told them "even Family Guy has" because I happened to catch this bit. Took the wind out of those sails.

MAIL BAG

oh wow she's straight-up married to the mindless self indulgence guy. woof

LOL

Hello Mister Swim! What if I called you Mister Swim all the time, like you were Mr. Moviefone? Would that be a treat?

Yeah, it would be a nice treat. Thank you for being so nice to me.

[seventeenytiny]

can you do a mtl to be loud in bed? thank you :D

Okay so I know I haven't been on this blog in over a year but why not go through some stuff in the inbox. Time to dust off the old smut cobwebs in my brain. Also, I'm a bit interested in writing for Stray Kids so if you got any thoughts on them send them over. I can't promise I'll write everything though, just what peaks my interest. Another thing, I think most of this post is gender neutral except for the last little blurb at the end. and uh... so the warning should be obvious by the ask. apologies for any typos/mistakes

Warning: Sexual Themes/Smut, Minors DNI

Loudest

Wonwoo - He isn't necessarily a loud moaner, but he's for sure a loud grunter. Like just imagine his hands gripping your hips, fingers almost leaving bruises on your skin. Each thrust has you moaning and begging for more and more. Husky sounding grunts leave his lips with each thrust as he lifts your hips up to fuck you at a new angle. Sweat drips down the side of his face, you swear the deep grunts coming from his mouth are enough to drive you over the edge. I think you get the point of what I'm saying

Seungkwan - He doesn't shut up in general so you can't convince me the bedroom is when he gets quiet. Unless... he's subbing and he knows any sounds that pass his lips would result in punishment. Honestly he's probably really into getting spanked and that's going to make being quiet hard for him.

Scoups - Totally not afraid to be loud, manly men don't hold back those heavenly sounds, and he's the definition of a manly man. I'm sure the whole neighborhood is well aware of when you two are fucking, he makes being quiet a real challenge for you as well.

DK - Again, like Seungkwan, he doesn't shut up in general. He's definitely more on the moaning side compared to grunting. I think he'd try to hold back at first, biting his lip until its puffy and swollen. But then you give him that look, after that he's like putty in your hands.

Vernon - He’s so loud and doesn’t even realize it. He gets so lost in fucking your pussy that he has no idea of what’s going on around him. He blocks out everything that isn’t you and focuses on all the amazing sounds you make. You’d have to remind him to be quiet when there’s a chance of someone being nearby.

Woozi - He's louder than you'd think. Little short moans would leave his lips as you pump his cock, his breath shuttering. His moans would be a bit more high pitched, almost becoming little squeaks when you tease and overstimulate him.

Hoshi - Kind of like Woozi, he's a bit more on the high pitched side. I think he'd really try to hold back all of his sounds. His voice is a bit more on the loud side so he'd try to keep quiet to not bother any neighbors. Mission is generally unsuccessful. He'd kiss you and suck on your collarbone as he fills you up just to try to muffle his moans.

Dino - Also has some higher pitched moans. He's honestly just down for a good time, he hardly notices the sounds that leave his mouth. He really just cares about the sounds that leave your mouth. He'd like everyone to know your getting fucked and that he can make you sound like that.

Mingyu - Okay so now we are into quieter territory, but don't think that means he doesn't make any sounds. He'd have really breathy moans with some softer grunts. I think the actual best part of sex with him would be watching his face. His face would contort with pleasure as soon as he puts just the tip in.

Jeonghan - Really deep and low sighs. Insanely sexy, but not super loud. As long as you can hear him it doesn't matter, he's just trying to please you. I'm sure he'd whisper praises to you as you ride him, rubbing your back to encourage you to keep going. It doesn't take much for you to push him over the edge. His eyes would roll back as a beautiful sigh leaves his mouth, his cum filling you up.

Joshua - Really, really, soft gentle moans. He wants only you to hear him, doesn't quite care for eavesdroppers. If you get too loud he'd put his hand over your mouth the help muffle the sounds. If that doesn't work he might have to get out the blindfold and gag.

Jun - Just heavy breathing, fucks you so hard and fast that his breathing is what you mainly hear. He'd hold you up as he pounds into you, just so you can feel his breath tickle your ear.

The8 - Also like Jun, fucks you fast and hard. The sound of his heavy breathing and lewd sex sounds would fill the room. I think he'd like to listen to all the sounds your wet pussy makes as his cock goes in and out of you, honestly its one of the hottest sounds ever.

Quietest

[oonajaeadira]

20 questions for fic writers

Thank you for the tag, @insomniamamma. For the record, I think you write beautiful smut. I appreciate it for its realness and connection.

How many works do you have on ao3? Aw man, you made me log into my AO3 account? I haven't been around there recently because I feel bad about leaving some messages unanswered. Tumbletown is my main fic home and I haven't really had the time to post here, much less on AO3. (Answer the question Adira.) It says I have 19. I don't post there until they're here and sometimes don't crosspost. Mainly I've been posting over there only if I have a complete series, although sorry LMR readers both there AND here.

2. What's your total ao3 word count? 260,317. Seeing as how not even half of my fic is up over there, I cringe to think of what my actual wordcount is.

3. What fandoms do you write for? Pedro Pascal. Which is an umbrella for the actual fandoms contained therein.

4. Top 5 fics by kudos According to AO3? Losing My Religion, A Girl Walks Into a Bookshop, A Rare Treat, The Sweets Series, Eyes Closed, Comm Open. According to Tumblr: Good. Things. Take. Time. (this one's a Tumble exclusive, dunno if I'll ever AO3 that one), Losing My Religion, Dulces Suenos, The Sweets Series, A Girl Walks Into a Bookshop.

5. Do you respond to comments? I do. Every one. I know I'm behind on some and I'm sorry about that. I let that bother me enough that it's getting in the way of my writing and I shouldn't do that.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I don't like to leave angst hanging and only use it as a trampoline for a happy ending, but I guess the closest thing I have would be A Kiss Before Dying and in Death We Combine. Even if it ends in "death," at least they get to be together.

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? All of them? LOL. Of the multi-chapters I've actually finished, probably A Girl Walks Into a Bookshop.

8. Do you get hate on fics? Only in passing. There were the mean girls that were kind of being catty over on a few other blogs about GTTT when it blew up much to my surprise (yes, of course I saw all of that, mean girls gonna mean). I remember some comment about not trivializing massage therapists just because I have a shitty back.... and all I could think was, hey. First of all, I can tell you didn't even read it, you're just mad about it blowing up. Not my fault. Next. Don't talk about my back. You wouldn't like being injured and having people talk smack about a piece of your body that gives you pain beyond comprehension, y'bigot. Also not my fault. Once I realized they were just mean girls meaning, I let it roll off and got my own satisfaction by writing a pretty bomb series based on some of their prompt lists that I never would have seen if I hadn't been clued into the smack. Turn that hate into something great!

9. Do you write smut? I do. Not exclusively and it's never the main dish of the story. If it does show up, it's usually the result of a long period of longing and/or feelings exchange.

10. Craziest crossover? I'm not a crossover gal. Every once in a while I'll write an easter egg into another fic (there are several in GTTT), but nothing heavy duty. There was the time The Mandalorian got something of a cameo in a Sweet's fic tho....

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Oh gods, I hope not. That would suck. I hate blocking people.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? YES! But not in the way you might think! @katareyoudrilling did an amazing job translating the first chapter of Good. Things. Take. Time. into a sexytime roleplay script!!!! I'M STILL SQUEEING ABOUT IT.

13. Have you co-written a fic before? In a way. For a while when RP accounts were in full swing, I was falling very much in love with the adventure I was creating with @morally-gray-prospector. That account was so amazing, run by one of the smartest writers I've ever known here, but they were TOO good and poured themselves generously into their responses, which got them quite a following...and they burned themselves out! While my story with Ezra didn't have an ending, I never expected it to. I meant it when I said it to the writer: I'm just so happy to have an adventure with Ezra and every minute working on it was a joy that I will love forever. I'm glad they had fun too and didn't keep pushing themselves when it was no longer sustainable. <3

All time favorite ship? It's Din and Little Bird. Now that I know how that story is going to soft-end, they're my favorite couple of all time.

What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will Oh, I'll finish them all. Right now, Branded is in the most danger of lingering, since I have to figure some stuff out with them. But if I could solve the puzzle of Losing My Religion, then I have no doubt that I'm eventually going to get on with that one too.

What are your writing strengths? I don't know what my strengths are, but I like the magic of showing without showing. I like pacing. I enjoy trying to get the characters' voices right and make the dialog real.

What are your writing weaknesses? I am slow. And I make a show of "not following the rules" as if I'm some kind of rebel, but really, I'm just bad at following rules!!!!

Thoughts on dialogue in another language I try to avoid it for the most part because I usually mess it up pretty badly. I generally don't write Din in Mando'a because I haven't really heard him speak it in the series and he seems to always default to Basic even if he understands it spoken to him, so I can't shake the feeling that it's out of character. But Little Bird is a Mandalorophile, so she'd definitely know it and use it. I do sometimes pull in Spanish for Sweets, but it's usually because it's two characters who actually would speak it when Sunday's not around, and even then I try to make sure it's basic enough for folks to follow. The one time I tried to put Italian in I messed it up pretty good, but a beautiful reader helped correct it for me and I'm so so so grateful. <3

First fandom you wrote for I know I have a Doctor Who piece in a notebook somewhere hidden away. And I most likely have a slew of Ranma pieces from my college days. Were there any before that? Possibly.

Favorite fic you've written I have too many. I write really slow, so if it's actually made it to Tumbles, that means I loved it enough to manifest it. Some of them I love because of the fandom, some because of the relationship, some because of the world building, some because of the interaction, and most because of the good time I had writing it. Right now I'm seeing people reading Losing My Religion, and I've had reason to dip into some of those chapters and re-read a little and it's reminded me how much I love writing for the Star Wars universe, how much confidence I have in it. That was the first fic I really wrote, and I put so much of myself into it... so if I choose a favorite, I'll point there first even if it's not really finished yet.

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tagging: @blueeyesatnight @ezrasbirdie @missredherring @leslie-lyman @prolix-yuy

[kisakis-boyfriend]

Kinktober Day 31: Aftercare

Pairings: Izana x reader

Warnings: Male!reader, hard dom/top!reader, sub/bottom!Izana, rough sex, spanking, brat taming, lots of fluff and love

Genre/Format: Smut; Oneshot

Prompt List by: starsandskies 🧡

Please check my blog title to verify whether requests are closed or not! Thank you!

It was around noon and you were innocently reaching for a plate in a cabinet from your kitchen when his arm entered your vision, sneaking up on you and reaching for the exact same thing that you were. Izana was shorter than you so he had to really press against you to grab what he needed, lightly grinding against your ass in the process

The gesture was certainly on purpose as Izana winked at you while turning to walk back out of the room, his bratty attitude on display for the nth day in a row. You had already cut him a lot of slack with lighter punishments than usual and more warnings than he probably deserved...and this little stunt was the straw that finally broke your patience

Promptly stomping after him, you grabbed Izana's shoulder and spun him around to face you. He looked at you as if he had no idea why you could possibly be pissed right now, feigning innocence as his head tilted to the side quizzically. “You've been rather bold lately, haven't you, dear?” You said sarcastically. The grip on his shoulder becoming tighter with every passing minute

“I don't know what you're talking about~ ” Was the coy answer that rolled off of Izana's tongue, a lie coated in honey that he was hoping you'd fall for. But you had already made up your mind that enough was enough, if you didn't give him a real punishment then he'd never learn and that brattiness would only get worse

Fingers slowly tightened around Izana's tender throat while you spit back, “Yes you fucking do, brat. And I'm getting tired of your cocky attitude.” The glare that you shot at him sent a chill down his spine, goosebumps quickly rising to his skin's surface when Izana realized that he'd gone too far this time. You weren't kidding, you were actually going to punish him for real this time. No gentle spanking or making him suck you off while his hands were tied, whatever you had in mind was going to be intense; he could feel it in his gut

“I've been way too easy on you lately, Izana. I think you need a real punishment, hm?” Your suggestion caused him to gulp, lightly wrapping his fingers around your wrist as your grip tightened, blocking the air flow to his lungs even more. “Strip. Now.”

His mouth opened to protest, but Izana was swiftly cut off by another squeeze around his throat. The hint was obvious enough, he should do what he was fucking told or the punishment would just get worse. So he did, attempting to cover up the nervousness as best as he could, though you're usually pretty perceptive when it comes to him...so you probably already picked up on your partner's true emotions...and you were probably enjoying this right now, grinning as you watched his trembling hands grasp the bottom of his shirt and toss it on the floor

“Now bend over the counter.” Your icy tone made Izana practically shake with every new command, the authority dripping off of every word really did something for him... “I said bend the fuck over.” You yelled while harshly pushing Izana onto the hard surface, a yelp escaping him when bare skin met cold granite. “Spread em.” Was your next command, kicking his feet apart when he didn't move fast enough for your liking. One hand was firmly pressing Izana's head against the counter painfully while you barked another order at your bratty baby, eliciting a tiny sob from him already

“Ow...I-I'm sorry...I won't act like a brat anymore. Promise...” Izana tried to bargain, but you weren't having any of it. Swiftly undoing your belt and sliding your pants down until your cock was free and poking his inner thigh, which earned a little jolt from your boy. “Please baby...I said sorry...”

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A shrill moan was ripped from Izana as your thick cock rammed his tight ass, the rough pace you'd set caused his earrings to jingle while they hit the countertop repeatedly. He clawed at the hard surface that he'd been pinned to desperately, begging for a break or for you to slow down at least...his third orgasm approaching while your dick pushed against his prostate, milking him fucking dry while your grunts filled his ears

And after another minute or two, he creamed on your cock again, shooting another round of his milky white liquid onto the floor while you impaled him with your dick. Bruises already blooming on his hips from the way your fingers dug into them; an impossibly tight death grip that eliminated any chance of his escape. Even though Izana had basically collapsed from exhaustion, you kept thrusting like an animal while you chased your own release. Using a heavy hand to silence the brat's whining by pushing his face into the counter, finally painting his warm insides with your cum while his legs shook. A dry orgasm hit Izana from the way you slammed your hips into his, emptying the last drops of cum into his sloppy hole before pulling out to admire your work

Izana's legs were practically jelly after the rough fuck, unable to even hold him up anymore. The only thing preventing him from slipping off of the counter and falling onto the floor was your hand still tangled in his silver hair tightly. You smirked at the pitiful sight before you; Izana drooling on the hard surface dumbly, babbling nonstop imsorryimsorryimsorry's until you shushed him, wiping away a tear with your thumb

“Did you learn your lesson this time?” You asked, trailing your fingers along his spine while he nodded frantically. Pleased with his response, a soft smile graced your lips while you released your grip of his hair. Allowing the poor boy to move his head freely now as he stretched his neck. A delicate hold on his hips prevented Izana from falling as you rubbed the sensitive skin apologetically, your gaze softening while you switched into aftercare mode

Immediately, you asked him if he was ok while you helped him straighten up and turn to face you. Your arms snaked around Izana's waist as you pulled him against you, cooing praise after praise while he leaned into your warmth. “It's ok, baby, we're all done. You can relax now.”

“If you're not too sleepy, will you let me take care of you?” Those words immediately caused Izana to perk up, humming as he nodded a ‘yes’ happily. After placing another kiss on the top of his head, you guided your darling to the bathroom and began preparing a nice bath for the two of you. Carefully making sure the water was hot but not scalding, adding a bit of Izana's favorite scented bubble bath and mixing it in before pulling out your softest towels and placing them on the counter for afterwards

“There. It should be ready now, watch your step.” You said, taking Izana's hand and helping him settle in before you climbed in behind him. Both of you immediately relaxed upon sitting in the warm water, sighing at the pleasurable feeling from the enveloping warmth. Izana leaned back against your chest, smiling as your arms wrapped around him protectively

The way you held him close had already calmed him down significantly. The kisses repeatedly placed on his shoulders helped a bit too, if the content giggling from him was any evidence of this fact. Your hands soothed over Izana's pretty brown skin, trailing your fingers over the places where it hurt the most while you whispered your love for him into his ears. “Love you so much, Zana...you were so good for me.”

Izana wanted nothing more than to remain in your embrace forever, alas...you did have to get out of the water eventually...unless you wanted to completely shrivel up, that is. Your boyfriend pouted the entire time you drained the tub and stepped out to wrap yourself in a towel, even though you were about to pamper him like the king he was. The less-than-60-seconds that you weren't hugging his sore body were just awful...

But you really had no problems allowing him this clinginess, especially after being so rough with your darling. He deserved a bit of extra spoiling every now and then anyways

So you treated Izana as if he were a delicate flower tonight; drying him off with gentle pats, making sure you were extra gentle around any bruised areas. Applying a calming scented lotion to his gorgeous skin with all the care in the world while his eyes fluttered closed from your ministrations. Of course you worked in a few kisses during your treatment, connecting his soft lips to yours while your hands rested on his shoulders. And once you had finished with all of that, you pulled him out into the bedroom to dress him in something extra comfy

Slipping one of your shirts over his head and sighing as your scent flooded his nostrils, Izana smiled while he watched you get ready for bed as well. After you had slipped into something comfortable too you crawled into bed with your beloved, letting him cuddle up with you however he wanted to. A content sigh left him as his fingers curled into your shirt tightly, as if he thought you were going to leave him

“Comfy?” You questioned, carding your hands through Izana's soft hair and lightly scratching his scalp. The comforting gesture began to slowly lull your darling to sleep, not before he yawned an ‘mhm’ to your question though. Drifting away soon after in the comfort of your embrace

Your eyes slowly grew heavier while Izana's breathing lulled you into a content slumber as well, mumbling ‘I love you’s in between sleepy kisses to the crown of his head

Reblogs are extremely appreciated <3

Tagging: @steadybreadbluebird @6kabuki

[theoldlesbianwithcats]

you are so real for that response to nansheofearth's comment. lesbians are stuck licking crumbs off the boots of bihet feminist women or queer/trans identified people.

ive been to polilez/radfem events too, and hearing them talk is as alienating as being a homosexual women in queer spaces. sorry i dont want to listen to women talk about how boring their husbands became, or the 4 kids they had with a man before they "became lesbians". it is so alienating as a lesbian, you feel like you truly are a freak of nature, when even other "lesbians" can talk so casually about sleeping with men, so what's wrong with you that your whole being seizes with disgust and wrongness at the thought. or maybe there really is no one like you in the world.

it sucks that even other lesbians make allowances for radical feminist homophobia. our self esteem is so grounded into the dust that we think we need to put up with this homophobia for the "greater good".

your blog has become the go-to for lesbians haha, i check it regularly even if i don't otherwise check tumblr, so i'm throwing in my few cents into the discussion.

Hi anon!

(Anon is referring to that post.)

Thank youuuu, your last paragraph made me so happy 🥹 I'm glad my blog can be a positive lesbian space! Now I'm thinking I should post more beautiful women and gifs from lesbian movies hehe

I totally understand what you mean, that's pretty much how I felt when I went to that lesbian festival (tbh I knew something was wrong when the woman who handed me a flyer at the entrance had super long glittery stiletto nails, I almost left then and there 🤣)

To summarize the first edition of that lesbian festival last year:

First there was a panel on lesbian representation in the media that was derailed to trans males within ten minutes (and even complained about trans criminals being misgendered!), the second panel about intersectionality of lesbians of color had zero lesbian in it, only bi women and trans males

Then there was a lesbian comedy show with two fakebians talking about their ex-boyfriends and making jokes about lesbians' supposed obsession with astrology + a non-binary bi woman who claimed that her gender identity made all her relationships gay (she called herself a dyke and a faggot)

There was a sex-ed booth held by an influencer who had DYKE (yes, in all caps) in her Twitter bio while talking about her het hookups (and throwing a real tantrum when people told her it didn't make sense), she also made sex ed videos on our national tv channel's website where she said that lesbians have sex with men and that men can be lesbians. She has since removed dyke from her bio.

A lesbian bookstore had a booth too, the original owners retired and the new ones are polilez queers who keep promoting books about lesbianism being a choice... Half of the books at that booth were about trans people.

Needless to say, I wouldn't even inflict that on a lesbian I dislike as a prank!

What you said about "lesbians" talking casually about having had sex with men reminds me of a French podcast I listened to years ago that was about bisexual and "lesbian" women who were with men before realizing they were attracted to women. The first conclusion I had was that I couldn't relate at all and felt very uneasy about it. I didn't even dare write my second conclusion back then but it was basically this:

I couldn't differentiate their stories at all. And deep down, they must know this because fakebians use their experiences with men as a way of relating with bi and het women while being mostly hostile to gold stars and finding us unrelatable!

Anyway, this is really long already haha Question for the gold stars: what would be your dream lesbian event? 💃 (apart from being only for actual lesbians, of course!)

[moodymisty]

Okay so I know that you talked about the Crosshair fic you plan to work on, HOWEVER, I saw your kinks request list and my mind in in full gear now.

So I raise you with Crosshair being so overstimulated by the reader that he begs them to stop or at the very least slow down. Do you understand the kind of power that can hold over me? How fucking useless I am just staring into space and sighing dreamily at this idea? I blame you wholeheartedly because now I’m stuck looking at a wall and not getting anything done

Authors note: I just want you to know, where ever you are in the world, you and I are on the same wavelength. I hear you, I see you, I feel you.

So my current ✧･ﾟ: Crossy ✧･ﾟ ; WIP is very similar in regards to just completely obliterating Crosshair. But, I had another similar idea that I decided to put here, since it burst forth from me with little to no warning. Seems to be a theme. This fic also made me realize that half of my blog is just, sucking clone dick. Ummmm, oops? I swear I have non-blowjob content coming( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) soon.

Relationships: Crosshair/GN!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, Oral(male receiving), Voyeurism, Overstimulation, Crosshair shooting his rifle at a range,

"I'm bored."

Crosshair doesn't bother looking your direction, feeling the way your tone tells him everything. He knows you're watching him from behind with your arms crossed, there's no need for him to see.

"Then find something to keep yourself busy."

Of course he'd say that, as if he wasn't the one who'd dragged you out here to begin with. You use the term 'dragged' loosely however, as you were the one who had wanted to spend some time with him, and this was how it had ended up.

The long range shooting gallery was used far less than the normal one, given that sniper training was a special skill set that not every clone utilized constantly. And as such it was completely empty today, other than you and Crosshair.

He prefers it this way, meanwhile you find it incredibly boring.

There wasn't even anyone else to talk to, since Crosshair failed to make an entertaining conversation while he was too busy boring holes into a target plate. If there was a reg here you might've attempted to make him jealous for some sort of entertainment, even if it had the chance of backfiring horribly.

Walking forward across the room, you move to lean against the small divider that separates one shooting lane from another. He glances to the side at you for a moment, but ultimately doesn't comment. You don't either, until you notice the way his brow furrows; Intensely concentrated on something that for him, doesn't really require too much effort.

"Awfully focused, isn't this stuff just a joke for you?" He fires another shot, furthering his attempt at making something out of the blaster holes. You can't quite tell what it is yet, though he only started recently.

"You are really full of incredible commentary today, aren't you?"

“As always.” You scoff. Your eyes slowly travel down his arms and to his hands, seeing the way his hands wrap around his rifle. Compared to his brothers and the regs Crosshair is remarkably lithe, seeing the way his fingers move from years of muscle memory and intense focus. He was quite literally born for this, and takes every single shot no matter how easy as serious as he would if it was real.

You wonder what it would take for him to lose that focus, since he seems so damn insistent on boring you near or to death.

Glancing downward even further you notice the space between the walls of the shooting lane and his legs, hidden and mostly out of view. It gives you an idea; One that's strong enough to have you quickly on your knees, squeezing down to get into the hidden area shadowed by the table his rifle rests on. Needless to say Crosshair instantly notices, and leans back just enough to look at you down there.

"And what exactly are you doing?" It takes you a moment to figure out what you need to pull it in order to remove his armor, not looking up as your fingers feel around his hips.

"Finding something to keep me busy. Like you said." Managing to figure out the complex and unintuitive way to get the offending piece of armor off, you hear him take another shot with his rifle; Leaning forward into proper form again. He didn't even object to it, nor did he attempt to care.

Well, if he's going to just act like he isn't bothered, you'll take the whole thing as a challenge then.

The groin seam of a GAR sanctioned body glove is easy to use, something you’ve never really been thankful for until now. Your hand slips between the fabric, gently pulling out his cock from where it laid against his thigh.

Licking your palm from wrist to fingertip your wrap your hand around his cock and slowly move back and forth, feeling him twitch against your palm. He doesn’t audibly react that you notice, nor any other way than just a slight adjustment of his stance.

But his cock is already half hard so you know he’s affected by it, leaning forward to blow air gently against the tip. Adjusting on your knees you lean your head forward just enough to press your lips against his tip, dragging them down the side of his cock all the way to the base.

The sound of metal on metal clanking you assume is because he's messing with a piece of his rifle, while you drag your lips back to the tip of his cock and slowly wrap your mouth around him.

He fires another shot as your tongue laps against the large vein on the underside of his cock, your hands gripping at the armor on his thighs to hold yourself steady. He adjusts his stance again, forcing your body to follow just a tad. While he may seem unaffected, you'd say you know Crosshair quiet well; Enough so that he isn't actually all that subtle, you just need to know what to look for. His one foot is fidgeting, and he's standing more ridged than normal.

"You best be hoping no one else decides to practice today." No one will; Out of all the times you've been in here, you've maybe seen a handful of regs.

Despite his best efforts however you notice the way his voice sounds almost strained, feeling the way your lips gently wrap around his cock while the taste of precum hits your tastebuds. Moaning around him you adjust on your knees, moving to wrap a hand around the base of his cock that your mouth can't reach without him almost hitting your throat.

You think he grumbles something but it's too muffled for you to hear, and your mouth is too full to try and ask him what he said. It was probably some sort of angry mumble at you doing this to him, feeling your touch become harder, faster. Your hand pumps him faster with the rhythm of your bobbing head, glancing up to see the way he's still leaning over onto the tabletop.

It's been awhile since you've heard his rifle; He hasn't fired a shot for a considerable amount of time.

Pulling your mouth off his cock for a moment to take a deep breath of air, you quickly wrap your lips around him again bobbing your head and listening to the way he lets out an audibly surprised sound.

"K-kriff," Suddenly you feel his hand on your head, attempting to push you back but with little to no avail. You keep going, only emboldened by the way he's finally cracked.

"You gotta cool it down there." You have no plans to do any such thing, taking him as deeply into your mouth as you can while your hand grips at the plates of his armor. It makes spit pool in your mouth as he presses against the back of your tongue, but the way he almost crumples as you moan around him is well worth it.

"Seriously, you gotta-" He hisses through gritted teeth, hearing the sound of his rifle's stand wobble on the rest. His legs are noticeably less stable, and his body is leaned forward, supporting himself by putting his forearms on the table. You can hear the way he's clearing his throat and attempting not to moan, having completely abandoned any further attempts to shoot. He can't handle the way your tongue presses against his cock, feeling you moan with each movement of your head; Mouth completely full.

He lets out a loud, almost hiss-like groan, clearly muffled by a clenched fist as his hips suddenly thrust forward in the direction of your mouth.

“Kriff, slow down,”

He can’t keep up the unaffected ploy anymore, holding the edge of the table with a death drip.

You hear his first slam on the table multiple times, and it's more than fair to assume he's completely overwhelmed, desperately seeking more as his cock throbs in your mouth.

The motion makes his helmet topple to the ground, rolling across the floor until it stops a short ways away.

His one leg is bent a little almost buckling underneath him, feeling the way your mouth is almost suffocatingly hot around him. He swears loudly, cutting himself off by gritting his teeth. Now he's the one hoping no one will want to practice here tonight, as he'd rather do a million other things than be caught like this as you suck him off.

Hearing him helplessly groan he can't handle anymore of you and suddenly finishes in your mouth, hands flexing as he grips the edge of the table tight as he can without breaking it. He feels the way your mouth wraps around him, moving as you swallow and his hips jerk forward attempting to press deeper. You have to pull back enough to swallow, hearing his ragged breathing.

A small bit of spit trails down the corners of your mouth, and you slowly, teasingly pull your lips off his cock before wiping your mouth. Now free from your torture Crosshair leans back upright and looks down, spotting you.

It's the first time you've seen his face in a bit, and you can clearly see how warm it is, as well as the way his brow is furrowed; Refusing to make full eye contact with you.

"Are you done?" He says, glancing down at you for a moment and seeing the way you lick your lips.

"Are you?" It almost makes you laugh the way he visibly bristles, adjusting himself and his armor back into place before all but slamming his rifle into it's case and snapping the latches closed.

Getting up off of your knees Crosshair grasps your wrist and nearly starts dragging you, forcing you to have to trot in order to keep up. You can still see his face from his nose to the tips of his ears are flushed, his lips pursed tight. Of course now however a few unfortunate regs decided to step right in his way as you walk into the hallway, and Crosshair slams shoulders with one on the way out.

"Sorry!" Is the only thing you can yell over your shoulder before they're out of eyesight, all confused about what had just happened. You turn back to Crosshair and look at him, raising your eyebrows.

"Soooo, am I in trouble?" The look he gives you could cut durasteel.

Yeah, you're in trouble.

[kokorosfanfics]

here there uh am I allowed to request a oneshot of a shy!fem reader pegging Teruteru? maybe during the beginning of it she’s very hesitant and nervous about it and just have Teru reassure him and comfort her about it, and maybe at the end have her just bury her fact in Teruteru chest because she’s kinda embarrassed & but Teru just supports and reassures here? (Sorry I couldn’t think of anything else and not very good with wording things, hope this is ok- ;w;)

Yes you can, dear anon. I'm happy to see new requests again while I'm finishing the old ones. It keeps me hopeful about the resurrection of this blog. -Mod Kokoro

Teruteru Hanamura Being Pegged By Shy!Fem S/O

Here you were, hovered above your beloved Teruteru. Strap-On equipped, lubed up, and ready to go. You began to slowly enter him. You were always shy and nervous, and this was no exception. You hadn't done this sort of thing before, and you desperately wanted to do it right. You didn't wanna hurt him, and you didn't wanna disappoint. Teruteru must've sensed your nervousness, because he reached a hand up to cup your cheek.

"Don't cha worry sugar dumplin'.~ You're gonna do real good. You're already doing very well.~" Your lover reassured. His face was already flushed. He was enjoying being filled.

You simply kissed him, before slowly beginning to move in and out of him.

"Ahh.~ Jus' like that cher.~ O-Ohhhh so good.~" He panted.

You took that as a cue it would be okay to speed up a little. You had your hands placed firmly on either side of him, while looking down at him. Your face felt really hot.

"Oh yes my dear!~ Faster.~" He purred with a wink. He began to hold onto your shoulders for support.

You began thrusting at a faster and harder pace. Back and forth, in a rhythmic motion. Teruteru began to have a nosebleed.

"Oh my love!~ I feel so, so good! Oh don't stop this now, it feels so wonderful!~" He cried out in ecstasy.

"T-Teru.~ I love you so much.~" You whispered into his ear.

"Oh I love ya too darlin'. You wouldn't believe how much I love ya!"

You went faster. You ended up going deeper inside him, making him moan out in even more pleasure.

"Darlin'.~ I'm close.~" He moaned.

You kissed him on the lips passionately before speeding up as fast as you could. You felt him call out your name into your lips, before he came.

You stopped so you could both relax for a moment. Both of you were panting from what you had just done. You still felt a bit nervous, and immediately buried your head into his chest.

"Aww, is my little sugar dumplin' still feeling shy?" He chuckled.

He began to ruffle your hair, and gently caress you.

"We had a good time, and you did amazing honeybun. You don't gotta worry about a thing."

"O-Okay." You nodded.

Teruteru pulled you in for another kiss.

"You up for another round darlin'?" He asked.

You nodded. You began to slowly pick up the pace again, moving the strap on some more. You ended up going deeper than you did last time.

Teruteru was actually pretty noisy. He didn't hold back his moans, and they sounded beautiful. He reached up to cup one of your breasts, and bring it close to his mouth. He began to suck on one breast while he fondled the other. He's making sure you both get pleasure.

"Mmm~" You moaned softly. Teruteru was great with his mouth, swirling his tongue around your nipple, and he could leave soft bites without hurting you.

"Ahh~ T-Teru~" You couldn't help but fuck him even harder.

The hand on your other tit began to softly twist and pull, squeezing and squishing.

You plunged deeper into him, and you knew he felt it from the gasp you felt on your breast. You were hitting his prostate perfectly.

You continued your pace, realizing he was close to his next orgasm. Before you knew it, he came undone once again.

Teruteru began to pant pretty hard, and so did you.

"That was..... Wonderful..." He breathed out.

You face planted into his chest again, still feeling the heat in your face. Teruteru brought a hand up under your chin, making you look at him.

"Now, how about I penetrate you this time.~" He spoke seductively, before he flipped you over.

You were gonna have a good time, and Teruteru would make sure to fuck the insecurity out of you.