#also i can definitely see him enjoying the tingliness on his scalp

[dennisboobs]

In case anyone wanted to know what shampoo/conditioner/deodorant/etc. Dennis uses, I'm fairly sure I've identified most of what's in here.

Shampoo: Alberto VO5 (Unknown scent. Possibly Tea Therapy - Vanilla Mint Tea or Ocean Refresh)

Note: Pretty sure there's an Ass Kickers United sticker on the top of the cap. My money's on tea therapy, vanilla mint goes better with the conditioner.

Conditioner: Herbal Essences - White Strawberry & Sweet Mint

Deodorant: Speed Stick GEAR (Unknown scent. Only back label is visible. Possible scents: Fresh Force, Cool Motion, Clean Peak)

Toothpaste: Crest Classic

Shaving Cream: Nivea

Seems to have a sponge and a rolled up towel in the center compartment. Two toothbrushes and a small makeup palette with brushes in the outside pockets. Not sure about the sunscreen/lotion. Could be an old bottle of Coppertone or Goldbond (it's extremely difficult to find older designs from around when the episode was shot to cross reference).

[writingwitharlo]

Waking Up Beside You

A/N: Did I write this is one sitting? Yes. Is this the first tickle fic I've written in the last 2 years or so because I am absolutely Teddy Lupin trash? Also yes.

1677 words

Teddy/Victoire (Tedoire)

Summary: Victoire knows the most effective way to get Teddy out of bed.

Waking up beside Victoire in the same bed, was still something Teddy hadn't gotten quite used to. It was their spring break and unlike the rest of the Potter-Weasley clan, Teddy had decided he would be returning home for the two weeks they got off.

Mainly because he had promised Lily he would spend all his time with her, now that she was all alone at home with her brothers at Hogwarts. And Harry and Ginny had already made sure he could stay with them for a while. This would be his very last spring break before he left Hogwarts in the summer, so he had to make the most of it.

But for now he was at Shell Cottage. Quiet, peaceful Shell Cottage. It had always been one of his favourite places to come. Not only because usually it mean the would be able to spend time with Victoire but also because he gave him a sort of peaceful feeling, he couldn't quite place. Teddy guessed that this is what a home should feel like.

Of course he had spent many nights at Shell Cottage, always welcome for sleepovers and movie nights. But not waking up on the pull-out couch was a nice change.

Victoire's room was cool, and clean and homely. As part of an extension Bill and Fleur had built onto the tiny cottage as Victoire and Dominique got older, one side of the room opened up straight onto the beach. The large glass doors stood open now, the light curtains swaying slightly in the gentle breeze. With the days starting to get warmer, Victoire liked to leave the doors open at night.

The bed was pushed up against the wall, like it had always been, with the pull-out couch sitting just opposite. Neither of them minded this change though. Victoire because she had an excuse to climb over her boyfriend whenever she needed to get up for something. Teddy because he got to smush Victoire into the wall until he heard her huffs of disapproval.

Teddy wasn't sure what time it was. It was probably later than it felt but he wasn't quite ready to open his eyes just yet, focusing instead on the sound of the waves crashing in the distance and the occasional seagull announcing its presence.

He could feel the cool air move against his bare back, laying on his stomach with the side of his face mushed into his pillow. It was no surprise really. Victoire usually ended up hogging the covers. And Teddy didn't mind, being the one to run a little hot sometimes.

With a deep sigh, he shifted his pelvis to the side, allowing his leg to stretch out fully so his foot dangled just off the bottom end of the mattress. With the calming white noise from the waves and the cool air lulling him in again, Teddy was as good as asleep again when he felt it.

Fingers grazing against his lower back, following the waistband of his boxers. They were harmless, nothing to be worried about. If anything, they could have helped him drift off again, had they only stayed on the same course.

Travelling upwards along his spine, Teddy had to suppress a shudder. But the goosebumps along his arms were inevitable. It wouldn't be long now.

"I know you're awake," came the gentle whisper from beside him, bright and with the sound of a smile evident in the tone.

"Uh-uh," replied Teddy with a sleepy rasp.

"No? Huh," thought Victoire out loud. "Must have been imagining it then." Soft lips brushed against his shoulder lightly before the covers moved and all of her warmth pressed against his back.

One arm slipped around him and gently rolled him onto his side somewhat, allowing Victoire to engulf him as the big spoon. He didn't fight her, letting himself roll back against her front comfortably. With both of her arms wrapped around his chest, holding him securely in place and her chin propped against his shoulder, he could have stayed like this for hours, just enjoying each others company.

Of course Victoire had something else in mind.

"You sleep well?" she whispered as she placed warm kisses against his neck.

Teddy nodded slowly, a small smile tugging at his lips as he melted into her. It didn't take long for Victoire's hands to begin wandering again.

Her flat palm rubbed against his chest for a little while, eliciting a quiet hum of contentment from the other.

"You wanna come take a shower with me?" Victoire's hand paused once it had traveled down against his stomach.

Teddy was presented with a dilemma. Of course he wanted to take a shower with her, but that also meant leaving the comforts of the bed and especially her warm grip.

"I see," Victoire replied with a hint of mischief in her voice as she practically read his mind without him ever uttering a word. "I suppose we need to wake you up some more then."

Teasingly her fingertips began sweeping against his stomach, causing him to inhale sharply and suck in his belly some. Round and round they went, circling the center casually.

It took Teddy's sluggish brain a moment to realise what kind of information his nerve endings were receiving. But as soon as they did a whiny "Nooo," could be heard giggled out and one hand moved down to grab hold of her wrist.

Victoire paused her attack as soon as Teddy grabbed her but the moment she noticed he wasn't actually doing anything to stop her, the teasing fingers were back, zeroing in on his belly button.

Victoire didn't have unusually long nails but in moments like this Teddy could swear they were like claws. With every sweep and scrape they managed to produce a different sound. Pretty quickly Teddy was a giggly mess, and this was only from one hand.

A short minute later the other hand began scribbling just below his pectoral muscle. Throwing his head back against her shoulder with a laugh, he tried in vain to protect his chest with his only other free arm.

For a moment Teddy could only lay there and take it, his brain unable to come up with a way to help. But as Victoire's fingers abandoned their job of teasing the rim of his belly button to dipping into the shallow divot, his body acted on his own accord.

With a yelp he used his weight to break free from her grip to roll face down, onto his stomach, elbows clamped tightly against this sides but his hands trapped beneath his chest. Victoire laughed softly, propping herself up to observe him catching his breath through residual giggles.

"You're mean," he huffed, turning his head to the side to face her. His eyes had finally fluttered open and moved up to meet her gaze. The look she gave him had Teddy breathless for a moment longer.

Victoire grinned as she reached over to run her fingers through his hair. "But you make it so easy when you're all sleepy. Can't really blame me for that."

Teddy shook his head with a quick chuckle and let his eyes fall shut again, focusing on the fingers scraping against his scalp. "Guess you'll have to enjoy your shower solo then," he mumbled defiantly.

Victoire sat up fully and straddled his lower back within seconds. "Oh, no, I don't think so," she whispered against his ear as she leaned down to him. Teddy's arms clamped tighter against his sides in anticipation but he should have known it would be no use.

Lightly but without hesitation, Victoire's fingers swept up and down the back of his rib cage where his arms couldn't quite protect him. Travelling the full length of his back, from his shoulder blades to where she was straddling him, the touch sent tingly sparks through his body and brought back the goosebumps.

The giggles burst out a lot faster this time, only muffled by Teddy pressing his face into the mattress. If it wasn't for the unbearably light touch, this could have actually been relaxing.

He wiggled his torso, as if that was going to dislodge her somehow but Victoire could tell this wasn't going to give her the result she was looking for any time soon. So instead she scooted down until she was straddling the back of his thighs.

Teddy was half expecting her to ambush the backs of his knees or maybe even his feet, so the sound of surprise that he made when two hands snaked between him and the mattress was something else. "That's not allowed!" he cried out through a laugh, lifting his head in order to press his pelvis further against the mattress.

But Victoire had already found her target. Three fingers on each side curled around the extruding hip bones which were only made easier to latch onto by Teddy's attempt to hide them.

"Vihihic!" he howled, freeing his hands from beneath his chest and bringing them down to grapple at her arms.

"Yes, hun?" Victoire replied casually, as if she wasn't just wrecking her boyfriend to pieces. "Something on your mind?"

"You-Ah! Dohon't- Come ohohon!" Words were really not coming easy to Teddy. With his last good thought he lifted his pelvis, now able to reach beneath him for Victoire's hands and tug them aside.

"I'm awake," he panted, hips plopping back down. "I'm awake." Victoire had a move to retract her hands but Teddy wasn't releasing them just yet.

"Good," she chuckled, watching him affectionately. "You can get your revenge once we had some breakfast."

Teddy smirked a little and turned his head to look at her over his shoulder. "Oh, you know me so well," he joked, finally releasing her and sitting up once she climbed off of him.

They shared a sweet kiss, sitting there in the messy tangle of covers before pulling away and just looking at each other with a laugh.

Yeah, waking up beside Victoire was definitely something Teddy could get used to.

[pinkkunt-imagines]

Hi I was wondering if you could do SFW and NSFW headcanons about Fujin from MK? Love you blog😘

Yall knew this was coming. Once Aftermath came out and we got more of a glimpse at Fujin’s personality and face, it was a WRAP. Had to write this request ASAP.  I can’t tag you @Jelliebeans, but I hope you see. I love me some Fujin now, frfr. Headcanons are kina long because I went odee hard. NSFW UNDER LE CUT~

Fujin

SFW

♡Fujin left the sky temple to live with humans. One of those humans mainly being you. And though it broke his brother Raiden's heart, Fujin could not stand to be apart from you.

♡He enjoys and wants a very domestic life, and adapts to human traditions very easily. Waking up to breakfast in bed, cutting the lawn, fixing the house, kids. All those good things. He even wants a wedding too! Going as far as to Google how to propose, and what type of ring a woman likes. He actually dragged Raiden with him to the jewelry store for help. But since they both didn’t know any better, they ended up getting played and leaving with some overpriced ring.

♡The Wind God is very loyal and family-oriented, even without children. He wants to feel the joy of being a Father though, and damn sure wants a liter load worth. He would literally live for you and his children, going against the world for you guys, even if you were in the wrong. Family bonds are very sacred to him. He just wants some quarter-demigods to raise and adore! 

♡Despite being a Demi-God, Fujin is very sentimental and in touch with his human feelings. There are times where he acts on his emotions, and he’s considerate of your feelings too. He won’t oppose you or tell you no because he doesn’t want to see you unhappy. Because of this, he spoils you to death, even if he finds what you want completely useless. The most he’ll do is tell you to reconsider, and use the money elsewhere on something more important. But, he’ll only say it once. After that, it’s up to you whether you’re going to run his credit card up.

♡He hates arguments, and is genuinely hurt whenever you’re upset or yelling at him about something. Fujin usually just lets you talk, not wanting to fuel your anger by saying something wrong, and apologizing for whatever he did wrong. While he’s not going to cry, he is going to feel like shit and be down about it, until you tell him everything is fine. Like please don’t do something like not talk to him for days about something he did. He can’t stand it, and will still make a valiant effort to speak to you. “Please [Name], just tell me what I did wrong.”

♡Fujin enjoys a good time, and isn’t so serious about things like his brother. Raiden scowls you when you and Fujin visit the sky temple. There’s really nothing against YOU per say. Just the fact that his brother really allowed himself to get close to mortals. You’ve humanized him and clouded his judgments. Even hanging around Jax has him saying corny dad jokes. You can’t help but to cackle.

♡You know what Fujin really likes? When you play in his hair. Braid it, put it into buns, massage his scalp! He doesn’t care, it just feels so damn tingly and relaxing when you do it~

♡ He likes crafting. He’ll sometimes make origami birds, then uses his wind to make them fly. You two made flora headbands, and he treasures it and the experience a lot. He wears it around the house, and sometimes even in public. Unrelated, but Fujin is also very good at light flirting too.

NSFW

♡Can we please implement some wind sky sex please? No? Ok.

♡Sex with Fujin is just what you would expect for a God, heavenly. Its always intimate, and he puts his heart and soul into making love to you, never fucking. It’s hot and heavy, and you two end up just losing yourselves in one another gaze. Body, spirit and soul connected. And if it’s not love making, then it’s baby making.

♡Yes, yes, yes to foreplay! He kisses all over your face and collar bone, working his hands elsewhere so you can fully be prepped. He makes sure to take his time with it. Especially when going down on you. He really enjoys that and could do it all day. As far as blowjobs, he loves them to death, but will get flustered at first when seeing you down there. Like, you really want to put it in your mouth? It feels good, but like, really?

♡Asking for quickies or public sex will make him flustered too. He’s not for either, because that’s so inappropriate, [Name]. What if someone sees the two of you in the act? What would people say? Even worse, what would the ELDER GOD’S  AND HIS BROTHER SAY!?

♡Fujin isn’t one to take charge during sex, but he’s not one to not take charge during sex either. It’s sort of a shared power between you two. Unless it’s one of those days when you want to catch him off guard.

♡Don’t be vulgar during sex either. Fujiin gets all flushed because he’s very vanilla and will stop mid-sex to say, “[Name], please don’t say such vulgar things,” with big red cheeks . Even asking him to degrade you or like, choke you during sex is a big no. He doesn’t want to call you mean things, let alone harm you, even if you’d like it. He just wants to show you how much he loves you, the Mortal way. 

♡The sex isn’t quiet, as he is very vocal in the sense that he doesn’t hold back a moan. You can’t hold back a moan either because wow, this feels so lovely. The room is just filled with a mutual exchange of moans, bed creaking, and soft skin clapping. There are a few things said sometimes. Like, “I love you,” “You’re so beautiful,” and the occasional “Look at me,” when your eyes wander astray from his to the back of your head.

♡Not for nothing, but he does those circular thrusts with his hips, regardless of position. He loves that feeling of making a whirlwind inside of your pussy, stirring up your insides and stuff. Those orgasms  that you get when he does that hit you so hard they knock the wind out of you.

♡Similar to Raiden, seeing you naked is just so inappropriate. Like, please put some clothes on? You’re making his pp hard. Undoubtedly would be a victim to that new towel dropping tik tok challenge while training.

♡When he’s about to cum, he definitely pants more frantically. And when he does, Jesus, it’s loud, and he does not give the slightest fuck. Has to let you know he felt good, right?  Fujin usually ko’s into a peaceful nap, and you use him as your cuddle pillow because he’s just so damn soft for awhile, before going to prepare dinner for him to wake up to.

[cyhyr]

Summer of Whump Day 29: Choices

Fandom: Naruto

Rating: E

Pairing: Mizuki/Umino Iruka; Uzumaki Naruto & Umino Iruka

WC: ~1900

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con

Notes: Oral sex. Threats of raping a child. Dissociation. Mizuki. Gaslighting. Naruto doesn't really show up in this piece, but he is so very vital to the scene so he gets a mention.

A/N: Remember how I've mentioned that Mizuki should come with his own warnings??? This is just. Bad Touch Mizuki from start to finish. There's no teaser because it's got trigger potential from the first line.

A/N 2: Combo with my Bad Things Happen Bingo Board square: Forced to Beg

~

“Naruto’s asleep already. Please, Mizuki, not tonight.”

Mizuki lounges on the bed, cocking his head to the side. “And this is my problem…?”

Iruka bows his head, his breath coming shallower and his head already going fuzzy. For the past few months, Iruka hasn’t been able to stay properly present during sex with Mizuki. The feeling of growing dissociation crawls under his skin. It hurts, but also… doesn’t?

Worse, the dissociation is beginning to occur outside the bedroom. Earlier, Mizuki tugged on his hair while they were watching TV with Naruto—next Iruka knew, Mizuki had turned the TV off and was snarling with Naruto to go to bed and his eyes were unfocused and his head felt like he had just been put right-side-up after hours of hanging over an edge. He knows he’s worrying Naruto; hell, he’s worrying himself. What if it happens at the Academy? During weapons practice, when he needs to be—?

“I’m generous, so I’ll give you a choice,” Mizuki drawls. He grins, a smirk that turns Iruka’s stomach. Gods, when did nights with Mizuki become so full of dread? “You can choose a night of pain, or a night of pleasure.”

Iruka stammers. Pain or Pleasure? For Mizuki, that’s the same thing! That’s no choice! He shakes his head, trying to keep the smarmy look Mizuki’s giving him from creeping down his throat. He tries again, “Mizuki, I really don’t—”

“Of course, I don’t need you for this.” Mizuki looks meaningfully over Iruka’s shoulder.

To the spare room where Naruto sleeps.

Iruka stiffens, all sensation of the situation forcefully back on him. “You wouldn’t,” he says, horrified; the worst part is that he’s honestly not sure where Mizuki stands on that level of morality. He takes half a step back towards the door, “He’s a child.”

“So? He took our innocence when we were children; I don’t see why I can’t return the favor.”

Gods, Mizuki means it. Mizuki’s stronger than Iruka; if he really wanted to hurt Naruto, Iruka couldn’t stop him. He… oh fuck, oh fuck, Naruto’s not safe here what is he supposed to—

“Pain? Or pleasure?” Mizuki asks. He puts his palms on his thighs like he’s readying to stand up, and sighs, “Or I can leave you alone and go wake up the demon.”

“No, please,” Iruka steps further into their room, hands out as if he could stop Mizuki. He has to keep Naruto safe—whatever else happens tonight, Naruto needs to be safe. “I…”

Gods, which would be worse—pain, which he’d have to sustain for a few days; or pleasure, which he’d carry the feeling of for weeks? If Naruto woke up, which would be harder to explain? Pleasure, which Naruto sort-of already knew about (he doesn’t like it by any means, but Naruto understands that Iruka and Mizuki are involved); or pain, which he is pretty sure Naruto also knows about and definitely doesn’t understand.

It is an easy decision, really.

He drops his hands to his sides, and bows his head. “Pleasure,” he mutters.

“What was that, Iruka?” And oh, the way Mizuki draws out his name is slimy and rolls a chill down his spine. He leans forward, elbows on his knees, predatory gleam in his eye. “A little louder, I think. And I wanna hear you beg.”

Iruka gulps. He steps closer, but Mizuki holds up a hand to stop his advance after three steps. He inhales, calms himself. For Naruto. “Please, Mizuki, will you give me a night of pleasure?”

“C’mon, Ruka. You can do better than that.”

Iruka takes a deep breath, drops to his hands and knees—stay present stay present stay present—and crawls slowly forward as Mizuki allows it, saying, “Mizuki, Love, I need you. Please, please,” he stops in front of Mizuki’s spread legs and looks up at him through his lashes. “No pain tonight, please. I want... I want a night of pleasure with you.”

“Very good.”

Fuck-fuck-fuck that’s gonna make him slip—

Mizuki pulls him up onto his lap and kisses him. “My sweet, good boy, wanting pleasure from me.” Iruka’s head lolls to the side and Mizuki licks at his neck and gropes his ass. His mouth is dry, his breath is coming fast; what was he doing, here? Kissing Mizuki, but there was something else… “Look at you, pliant and perfect. No one else wants to see you like this, but I do so enjoy having you be good for me. My sweet, good, slutty boy.”

Iruka checks out. It’s too much. He can’t—

They kiss for some time, and then he tells Iruka, “Beg me to touch you.”

“Touch me, Mizuki, please,” he whimpers against his lips, “please touch me.”

Mizuki lifts Iruka's shirt over his head and throws it away. He keeps one hand on Iruka’s ass and with the other he starts pinching Iruka’s nipples. Iruka tucks his nose against Mizuki’s neck and whines, but frots in his lap anyway. Once his nipples are aching and tingly, Mizuki draws his hand down his front to his crotch and—

And snarls.

“What, am I not enough?” He pushes Iruka out of his lap, where he falls back onto the floor in a heap. “Are you seeing someone else, is that it? Went to see someone else earlier so you think you don’t need me???”

Iruka shakes his head, bowed and looking at the floor. “No, no, Mizuki, only you I swear.”

“Then why aren’t you hard yet?”

“I don’t—I’m sorry—please, I just want you to feel good. Please love, let me help you feel good. Let me be good for you.”

“If I wanted a whore who can’t get it up, I’d wake Naruto.”

Iruka snapped back. Shit, Naruto, he fucking lost himself and Naruto is still—fuck. He shakes his head. “No, please, he’s—”

“Shh, pet,” Mizuki threads his hands through Iruka’s hair, now loose around his shoulders and when did that happen? He pulls on his hair enough so Iruka is kneeling straight up; he can’t fight the whimper that escapes his throat from the pain of his hair pulling on his scalp. “You don’t want to be the reason he wakes, now do you?” Mizuki murmurs into his ear.

Iruka shakes his head as best as possible.

“Good boy,” Mizuki says; Iruka fights off the growing desire to slip away. Mizuki lets go of his hair and motions for Iruka to sit back a little. Iruka does so. “Now,” he says, “beg me for the honor of sucking my cock.”

Iruka flushes. “Mizuki…”

“I won’t wait all night, Iruka. I could go tell Naruto it’s just something ninja do for each other and you know he’ll be happy to—”

“Stop it, stop, please.” Iruka shuts his eyes to hold back tears. “Please, don’t bring Naruto up again. I’ll… I’ll be good.”

“I know you will,” Mizuki coos, pushing fingers through his hair again. “Now, beg.”

Iruka takes a shaky breath, steadies himself, and says, “Please, Mizuki, let me blow you.”

“More.”

He hitches a quiet sob. For once, he wishes he could slip away. He doesn’t want to be here. This is humiliating. But for Naruto… this is for Naruto, to keep him safe.

“I…” He’s drawing a blank, staring at Mizuki’s clothed erection and fearing for Naruto’s innocence, he can barely breathe, and the longer he kneels here staring the more his head goes fuzzy. Iruka can smell him— normally it’s nice, but tonight it turns his stomach. Mizuki yanks a fistful of his hair and Iruka suppresses a yelp at the last second.

“I won’t keep telling you what to do,” he hisses. “If I wanted to do that, I wouldn’t have given you the choice to protect that damn monster. Beg me for the honor of sucking my cock, and if I have to remind you again, I’ll tie you up and gag you so you can listen while I go fuck the demon. Is that clear?”

Iruka whimpers, “Yes, please, please, Mizuki I’m sorry I didn’t—I mean—” he forcefully stopped himself, took one (last) deep breath, and said, “Please, Mizuki, let me blow you. I’ll be so good, nice and wet, just like you like it. I—I want it so bad please let me do this for you.”

“Yeah? You’ll let me pull your hair and fuck your throat?”

“Anything, Mizuki,” Iruka whimpers. “Anything to get a taste of y-your cock.” He's proud that he made it through that only stuttering once.

Mizuki pulls out his dick and pumps his hand over it a few times. “You’re still missing something,” he says, teasing.

Iruka’s mouth is dry, and he wants to be anywhere but here, but he bows his head against the pressure Mizuki has in his hair, pushes away his pride, it’s to keep Naruto safe, and says, “Please, let me have the honor of sucking your cock.”

“Fuck, baby, what a good boy I’ve got,” Mizuki says as he feeds him his dick. It’s wet, it’s messy, but Mizuki’s finally moaning happily, so it can be… it can be good. He fists his hands into his own thighs to keep them still, aware he never was given permission to touch. Mizuki thrusts long and hard, Iruka’s jaw going achy after long minutes of continuous use. Mizuki pulls harder at his hair so his head tips back and he chokes, but Mizuki gives him breaks in-between fucking his throat.

“One last choice,” he grunts some time later. “You want me to come down your throat, or on your face?” He pulls out for a few seconds, jerking his dick in his fist while he waits for Iruka to answer.

In his mouth he’d have to swallow, and then he’d probably throw up—he usually does. On his face, he gets weird looks from the jōnin at the mission desk the next day, as though even after he showers they can still smell Mizuki on him.

Throwing up would wake Naruto though.

“My face,” he says, his voice ragged and wrecked. Then he remembers the game of tonight, and continues, “Please, please come on my face, mark me all over so I can’t go anywhere without smelling like you, I’m yours, Mizuki, please—”

“Shut up, fuck,” Mizuki hisses, and then warm come splashes on his cheeks, eyes, and lips, his chin, and drips down his neck.

He looks down at Iruka and smiles, and Iruka wonders if everything is going to be okay. He pets his hair gently with one hand; Iruka leans into it, grateful for a nice touch after all that. Then, Mizuki pats his cheek and says, “Go clean up. I still wanna fuck you. This was a good warm-up.”

Iruka, to his own surprise, doesn’t cry while in the bathroom. He checks in on Naruto when he’s done, still snoring away and sprawled across the bed with the stuffed frog Iruka had bought for him three years ago. He closes the door quietly, and glances over at his own still closed bedroom door.

He quickly activates a seal on Naruto’s door, which illuminates the hallway in a clear blue light for a half-second. He’s never had to use it, but it’ll fade by morning; no one besides Naruto, Sandaime-sama, or himself will be able to get through that seal while it’s active.

Iruka goes back to Mizuki. He can worry about himself now. Naruto is safe.

[yourcoolfriendwithallthecandy]

Magic and Miracles and BEYOND Chapter 2

Woo! Chapter 2! You know I really love my casting choice of Heather Graham as Sylva, really. I mean look at the similarities between her and Luna from Kingsglaive and even Ravus from Kingsglavaive. *cough* MILF *cough*

You can find it either here on AO3 or below. 

Anyway, @the-immortal-marshal, enjoy, don’t hit me for the beginning of this chapter. lol. 

Magic and Miracles and BEYOND

Chapter 2

Luche gave his bag to the attendant before he jogged up the stairs and made a B-line for the bar and made himself and Sylva something to drink since he had beaten her to the jet and just as he got done, Sylva boarded the plane and blew out a breath of relief to see Luche making her her favorite drink.

“You’re a godsend.” Sylva praised as she kicked her heels off and walked over to the bar and took a seat and took her offered drink from Luche.

“Thanks, I try Sly.” Luche grinned just as the plane door closed.

“We’ll take off in just a few minutes Sylva.” The pilot informed her through the speaker.

“Thanks Rick.” Sylva answered before the microphone cut out and Luche and Sylva felt the airplane rev up and start rolling towards the runway.

“So? How are you doing today?” Luche asked as he came around and sat down next to her at the bar.

“Frustrated.” Sylva groused as she drank more of her drink.

“With a what or with a whom?” Luche inquired as he drank his own.

“Sadly with a who.” Sylva sighed tiredly.

“Want to talk about it or anything but?” Luche posed.

“Oh what the hell, so Regis has been just insanely jealous lately and it’s getting on every last nerve I have.” Sylva growled as she continued to down her drink.

“Of what?” Luche asked.

“Of who.” Sylva corrected.

“Who on earth would he be jealous of?” Luche asked in disbelief.

“You.” Sylva informed Luche.

“Excuse me, what?!” Luche blanched at the notion.

“Yeah,” Sylva confirmed.

“Why? Because I’m young and have my health and working capacity of both my knees?” Luche asked, only slightly teasing but the laugh Sylva gave him had him grinning.

“No, he’s jealous of all the time we spend together. He thinks you’re in love with me.” Sylva giggled and Luche had to laugh along with her.

“That’s...wow...” Luche tried to play it off and just shook his head as he looked into his glass before taking a long pull as his cheeks and ears burned red and he stared at the picture behind the bar.

Sylva sat there and watched his reaction closely before she was moved to action. When he turned his head to look at her, her face was next to his and before he knew it, she was kissing him. And not one of those kisses a mother would peck onto the cheek of her son, no this was definitely a lovers kiss and when Sylva sucked on his lower lip he was powerless not to kiss back in kind, throwing caution and his fucks into the wind and just going for broke and really kissing her back and when she made the most wonderful keening sound he framed her face with his hands and stood up from the stool and pulled her to her feet and flush with himself between the two bar stools and kissed her deeper and more passionately and when she hopped up into his arms and wrapped her legs around his waist, he was completely done for and promptly carried her with one arm to the back of the plane where the bedroom was and used his free hand to feel for the door and it’s handle and once inside he literally grabbed her by the waist and threw her onto the bed. Sylva squealed yet gasped in surprise, no one had ever done that to her before but the fire in Luche’s eyes had her gushing in her panties and when Luche practically ripped her clothes off, she could do nothing but pant and try to do the same to him, his dress shirt buttons went flying all around the room as she ripped it open and pulled up his undershirt to feel his soft skin yet hardened muscles underneath that, not having had the pleasure of feeling such a divine set of abs in forever and when he finally was bared to her she nearly lost her breath, he was so fucking hot, he should be a model and when he entered her roughly, her whole body writhed in pleasure as her skin felt hot and tingly everywhere he touched her and when he went to kiss her neck and nip at it, she mewled and pushed herself up against him as his hands intertwined with hers and he pinned them up above her head and practically pinned her to the bed with his body and she made no move to get out from under him and when Luche powered a really rough stroke into her and his hips slammed into hers, she could do nothing but cry out as Luche continued to kiss, lick and bite at her neck but not hard enough to leave a mark but when his face moved to her bosom and finally got a chance to suck on a nipple and quite hard, Sylva nearly lost it.

“Oh God.” Sylva keened as her back arched off the bed, pushing her breast even further into his face as his hips continued to slam into hers as her legs tightened like a vice around his waist and then without warning he pried her legs off of him to unlock them and when he did he pulled away and out of him and very forcefully rolled her over and pulled her hips up as she rose to support her upper half by her arms to fuck her from behind and slapped her ass so hard she hissed in pleasured pain and his hand left a red hand print before both of his hands grabbed her hips so hard his fingertips would bruise her perfect porcelain skin for a few long moments as Sylva felt herself hurtle close to orgasm. Luche then laid over her and grabbed and pulled her hair so hard her head was pulled to the side as he bit down on her shoulder which only continued to send pleasured bolts of lightning though her body.

“Don’t you dare cum yet.” Luche growled into her ear before his hand that had been fisted into her hair scratched her scalp roughly and Sylva’s eyes nearly rolled back into her head.

“Wouldn’t...dream of it...” Sylva nearly sobbed as she was so overwhelmed with pleasure before Luche bit her earlobe and sucked on it before licking a trail down her back as he stood up on his knees again and gripped her hips hard again to pound into so hard she barely realized they were up in the air now. When had they taken off?

“Get down!” Luche growled and reached over her to grab her wrists to pull them out from under her to pin her chest to the bed before putting his hand between her shoulder blades to keep her pinned down before he scratched down her spine from the base of her neck down to her ass, his fingernails leaving claw marks down her back as she keened again as her eyes rolled back into her head in pleasure. She hadn’t been the recipient of sex this rough since before she was with Victor and she had no idea how much she had missed it.  

“Lu!” Sylva pleaded desperately, she wanted to cum so bad and when Luche reached around her and tapped and rubbed vigorously at her clit she didn’t know how much longer she could hold out as her lower legs kicked against the bed and she clawed at the bedding before Luche spanked her again, the slap echoing off the walls as he neared his own finish.

“Please, please, please.” Sylva begged, her voice muffled by the pillows on the bed.

“Cum for me Sly, cum so hard that Regis won’t stand a chance of ever pleasing you like this!” Luche spat through gritted teeth as his own eyes closed tightly as he felt her inwardly flutter and start to constrict as her clit swelled around his fingers as she cried out his name and spilled himself into her.

Sylva sat up in bed with a start as she realized she was on her yacht again and sleeping next to Regis who was still snoring away next to her.

“Oh thank God,” Sylva whispered in relief as she brought her knees up to her chest and held them close as she recovered from her dream. “I have got to get Lu back together with Ada.” Sylva breathed as she ran her hands though her hair and scratched at her scalp but her whole body was buzzing and her underwear was soaked. She looked at the time and debated whether or not she should wake Regis up to romp with him or to just get in her bedside drawer and get her vibrator. She chose the vibrator and rolled over and got it out along with a little bottle of lube and settled back into bed and relaxed as she inserted it and turned it on, the buzzing muffled by the blankets as she recalled all the other sex dreams she had had of Luche, especially of him choking her being some of her favorites. She felt so guilty every time she had them. Knowing it would destroy her family if they ever came to fruition but she also knew that this was only a passing fling for herself and that soon she would get over it at about the same time Luche would get over his crush on her.

“My Dear? You could have woken me up.” Regis purred as he rolled over to face her and reached out to slide his hand down her body to grab the toy and shoved it deeper into her before angling it to drive it into her G-spot and Sylva nearly came off the bed she writhed so much as Regis grounded her by then kissing, licking and biting at her neck.

“I...you’ve needed your sleep.” Sylva tried to explain as she brought herself out of her fantasy to thoroughly enjoy the moment with her husband and Regis hummed in acknowledgment before he turned the toy off and pulled it out of her while taking her pajama bottoms and panties off as she did the same to him before he settled over her before he thrust his own hardened member into her, grinning when she keened.

“What do you need?” Regis asked and Sylva nearly started to cry because her husband knew her so well enough and obviously loved her enough to care enough to ask such a thing.

“Rough, very rough.” Sylva panted and Regis hummed again in agreement and in a flash, it was like he transformed and ripped her pajama top open to reveal her to him as Sylva gasped and squealed in delight and beamed the proudest smile at him for reading her mind. Regis knew how to sew them back on anyway and bit at her chest and sucked on her nipples so hard, he felt like he was going to suck them off her breasts but that’s what she wanted when she wanted it rough before he rolled her over roughly but because of his knee he couldn’t get on his knees to drive into her that way but he could lay over her and put his weight on her to help her feel like she was being smothered as he reached around her to grab her throat and start choking her the way she liked too as he other hand twisted her nipple between grabbing at her breasts roughly, thankfully he was both wide enough and long enough that she didn’t loose anything sensory wise from this angle as she groaned in pleasure as her head swam in semi delirious delight and when Regis was done with her breast he reached down and under them to rub at her clit very roughly as Sylva cried out and moaned into the pillows and Regis grinned smugly when he both felt and heard her cum, his own orgasm chasing hers and stopped his minstrations when Sylva stilled his actions with her hands on his wrists.

“Better?” Regis asked.

“Yes, much.” Sylva panted as she recovered.

“Good.” Regis nodded before he got off of her but otherwise gathered her into his arms again and kissed the crown of her head when she cuddled into his chest.

“Welcome aboard The Magnifique!” Sylva greeted everyone happily the next morning as all her kids and their friends boarded her super yacht in Martha’s Vineyard where they would then be sailing down to the coast to Myrtle Beach while the drivers drove her Escalade and the tour buses down there to meet them as everyone was shown their rooms by the yacht’s crew and once everyone was settled in they congregated by the bar where a buffet had been spread out and they started gorging themselves as everyone caught up with everyone else.

“So? Are you going to be selling or keeping the house in Maine?” Sylva asked Ravus, Selena, Nyx and Lunafreya.

“We’re keeping it.” Lunafreya spoke up as she gestured to herself and Nyx.

“Awesome.” Sylva nodded before her ears caught onto Crowe’s conversation with Pashmina and Yasmine.

“Man it’s like my tit’s grew again, this fit just fine a month ago, I feel like I’m gonna fall out of this thing.” Crowe complained about her bikini top and Sylva frowned and looked over at Lunafreya to see if she was listening to what Crowe was saying and found that Lunafreya had caught onto that too and was frowning back at her mother.

“Oh quit complaining, I’m just worried this tampon isn’t gonna hold.” Pashmina waived off.

“Ha! Yeah, my period came early this month, only lasted a day or so, barely took a whole pad.” Crowe bragged and Sylva, Lunafreya and Yasmine spit out their drinks and started choking on them as they all looked at each other worriedly.

“Yeah, give me that.” Yasmine grabbed Crowe’s drink out of her hand and Sylva had to keep Lunafreya from yanking Crowe out of her seat.

“Crowe, could you come with me for a moment please?” Sylva asked as she gave Yasmine and Lunafreya a meaningful look to keep them from reacting any further so as not to give away their suspicions.

“Yeah, sure.” Crowe agreed.

“Now, back in New York, when you said you had run out of birth control, how long exactly were you out of it?” Sylva asked as she brought Crowe down to the infirmary.

“Only like a week and a half? Two weeks maybe?” Crowe shrugged and Sylva had to bite her lips to keep her face calm and neutral.

“And while you were out, whenever you and Lib had sex you always used a condom right?” Sylva asked.

“Nah, I’ve gone that long without taking my birth control before and nothing has ever happened.” Crowe shook her head no.

“I see, well, I don’t mean to cause you alarm but enlarged or even more sensitive breasts, darkening nipples, the urge to go to the bathroom all the time, an early and light period instead of the regular menstrual cycle are some of the early signs of pregnancy.” Sylva informed Crowe just as the two entered the infirmary which was decked out like a mini hospital.

“Wha…?” Crowe blinked in surprise before she peeked at her nipples in her bathing suit and her eyes went wide. “Shit.” Crowe breathed as her heart rate started to climb as her mind whirled.

“Ok, before you start freaking out, I need you to know something, even if you are pregnant, if you don’t want it or if you don’t think you’re ready, I have everything I need right here and now to terminate it and you are an adult, this is solely your body and your choice if you want to keep it or not. But before we get to that, there’s two things I can use to determine if you’re pregnant or not in the first place. You might still be too early for it to show up on a traditional pregnancy test, so what’s left is I can run a blood test or I have my ultrasound machine right here, we can look and see.” Sylva offered.

“Ultrasound.” Crowe immediately said before Sylva had Crowe get into a proper hospital gown and got the room set up and wheeled her ultrasound machine over to the table and got a proper blanket down and another to drape over Crowe’s body and got Crowe to take off her bottoms and up onto the table before Sylva draped the top blanket over her.

“Now, because it’s still early, I have to insert the ultrasound wand vaginally.” Sylva cautioned as she put a plastic cover over the wand.

“Ok.” Crowe nodded as the lubrication warmed up before Sylva had Crowe get her feet in the stirrups.

“Ok, ready?” Sylva asked after she put the now warm lubrication on the plastic over the ultrasound wand.

“Ready.” Crowe nodded anxiously as she fisted her hands in the blanket and grimaced as Sylva pushed the wand in and moved it around to get a good look at everything.

“Do you want to see this?” Sylva asked and Crowe nodded yes enthusiastically before Sylva turned the machine so the screen could face both of them. “Houston, we have an embryo.” Sylva lightheartedly informed Crowe as she pointed to it on the screen.

“Oh my God.” Crowe smiled and just started crying but couldn’t stop smiling. “I’m pregnant.” Crowe choked out, her tears flooding her vision as she used the blanket to dry them up. “Lib needs to see this.” Crowe realized.

“I wouldn’t show him unless you plan on keeping it Dearest.” Sylva gently cautioned.

“I know.” Crowe nodded.

“Well ok then, I guess that answers that. Congratulations, you’re gonna be a mom.” Sylva congratulated her.

“Thank you.” Crowe smiled so brightly she shamed the sun.

“Ok, I gotta take this out so I can go to the door because Lunafreya and Yasmine are anxiously on the other side of the door and they’ll go get him.” Sylva said as she pulled the wand out for only a moment and went to the door.

“Go get Libertus, now.” Sylva told the girls with an excited expression as Yasmine and Luna just bolted and ran to go get Libertus.

“Now, let’s see how far along you are.” Sylva said as she came back over to Crowe and re-inserted the wand to try to get a read out.

Meanwhile Lunafreya and Yasmine ran through the yacht to get to the back of the boat where Libertus was.

“Libertus!!!” They both yelled urgently.

“What?!” Libertus called back as he suddenly found his feet and watched as they were both running to him.

“You got to come with us to the infirmary, it’s Crowe.” Yasmine blurted, but Libertus mistook her tone for ‘something is very wrong’ instead of the ‘something really exciting’ is happening and immediately dropped everything and ran over with them as the three of them ran back to the infirmary with Nyx hot on their heels before Libertus burst into the infirmary, huffing and puffing and nearly having a heart attack seeing Crowe in a hospital gown and under a blanket on the bed.

“Oh God, Baby! What’s wrong?!” Libertus asked anxiously as he was by her side in a moment before Sylva and Crowe suddenly started snickering.

“Babe, I’m not dying. Calm down, everything is ok.” Crowe immediately reassured him and smiled wider and laughed when he looked at her incredulously. “It’s just that you’re gonna be a Daddy.” Crowe informed him as Sylva turned the screen again dramatically and pointed to the embryo on the screen before Libertus realized what position Crowe was lying down in and what position Sylva was in, with her arm shoved between Crowe’s legs under the blanket.

“What?” Libertus gulped.

“You knocked me up.” Crowe rephrased with a giggle before it finally dawned on him.

“I...you...I...” Libertus stuttered as he looked from Crowe’s face to the monitor to her face and then back to the monitor before looking at Sylva who was smiling and nodding and tapping her finger on the screen still pointing to the embryo.  

“We’re gonna have a baby?” Libertus asked as he held onto Crowe’s hand tightly while trying not to pass out.

“Yeah, we’re gonna have a baby.” Crowe laughed, amused by how Lib seemed to be slow on the uptake.

“H-How?” Libertus asked and Crowe and Sylva both burst out laughing, he was just too cute.

“Like how did you knock me up or how am I going to give birth? What confuses you?” Crowe teased before it finally hit Libertus full force.

“OH MY GOD BABE!!! YOU’RE PREGNANT!!! WE’RE GONNA HAVE A BABY!!! WE’RE GONNA HAVE A BABY!!!” Libertus suddenly shouted excitedly as his whole body lit up and he started to literally bounce on his feet and practically hop and jump around where he stood which was the reaction Crowe and Sylva had expected as they heard Nyx, Luna and Yasmine cheer on the other side of the door before he just started crying too and kissed Crowe all over her face and told her how much he loved her over and over and over again as Sylva printed off a bunch of copies of the best pictures she could get of the embryo before she removed the wand and wiped all the lube from Crowe’s sex so she could get her bikini bottoms back on.

“Oh! How far along are you?!” Libertus asked as Crowe shimmied back into her bikini and took off the hospital gown.

“Only two weeks, you knocked me up the night I picked out my wedding dress.” Crowe grinned.

“Oh-ooh.” Libertus oohed as he remembered that night.

“So that means the baby, if you can bear it to full term will be due at the end of February, February 19th-24th, somewhere in there.” Sylva estimated with a pregnancy calculator.

“Which means we’ll be in New York.” Libertus realized. “So what about...” Libertus started asking.

“Actually, while the girls were going to get you, Mom and I talked about that. She said she’ll help me get my classes a year later so I can stay home during the pregnancy and the first year of the baby’s life.” Crowe informed him proudly.  

“Whew, ok, good,” Libertus blew out a breath of relief at hearing that. “Oh that means that extra room will be the nursery, what do you want to call it if it’s a girl? Or what if it’s a boy?! What colors should we paint the room? What kind of crib should we get?” Libertus suddenly fired off.

“Ok, ok, calm down, before you worry about all that, it’s still really early, like, really really early, you two gotta prepare yourselves just in case it doesn’t take. A lot of women miscarry in the first 12 weeks especially, so be very careful for the next ten weeks and even farther beyond that- which are going to be long for you guys, I’m just warning you now. I’m ordering a portable ultrasound machine so Yasmine can keep track of everything since she’s training to be an OBGYN so if you don’t mind, this will be invaluable experience for her.” Sylva cautioned and they both nodded in understanding.  

“Thank you so much Mom.” Libertus hugged Sylva tightly.

“You’re welcome, congratulations, just be very careful with her ok?...” Sylva began as she went over what foods to avoid, what drinks to avoid, what activities to be careful with and so on.

The moment Crowe and Libertus went out into the hall, all their friends were gathered in the hall and cheered really loud when they left as all their friends congratulated them. Crowe immediately earning the nick name of ‘Lil Mama’ while all the guys begrudingly handed Tredd a hundred dollars each since the moment the girls got Libertus, he challenged that Libertus had knocked her up and took bets and even started a bet for when Crowe would give birth. Yasmine started making Crowe super food milkshakes with tons of berries and other fruits for Crowe to drink in addition to making sure Crowe had her gummy vitamins for pregnancy as Sylva went ahead and ordered that ultasound machine and had it delivered to the port in Myrtle beach.

Once at Myrtle beach however, both Nyx and Lunafreya as well as Ravus and Selena all got vacation houses there because they just fell in love with how quaint and family friendly it was while Yasmine and Pelna and Pashmina and Gladio got a timeshare there and when they went further south, they got cabins in the smokey mountains too, close to some of the best BBQ joints they had ever had before they continued their drive south and the whole group met up again in Disney World and spent a week going to all the parks.

“Wow this is really gorgeous.” Selena praised as she, Ravus, Luna and Nyx walked into the mansion they had in Miami. “Dibs.” Selena quickly added in a giggle before Nyx could say anything as Luna laughed.

“Yeah, this is totally yours, I’ve never really liked this house anyway, there’s a place up the street I’ve always liked though.” Lunafreya admitted.

“Oh the one four houses up?” Nyx asked as he pointed in the direction of it and Luna nodded yes emphatically. “Yeah me too.” Nyx admitted and Luna lit up.

“Well then excuse us for just a moment.” Luna quickly took Nyx’s hand and led him back out to walk up the street as Selena discovered her new vacation house with Ravus, taking pictures of her favorite parts before Ravus led her to the master bedroom.

“Holy shit, wow.” Selena gasped when she saw it. “I absolutely love it.” Selena beamed as she walked around and checked out the bathroom.

“This is my favorite house so far.” Selena praised and Ravus grinned. He knew she’d love it.

“Good, you should.” Ravus nodded in agreement before he went over to the safe that was in the bathroom and unlocked it.

“Ha! I knew she left it here.” Ravus beamed when he took out more jewelry from the safe.

“Did your grandmother go anywhere without at least a million dollars in diamonds with her?” Selena teased.

“No she did not.” Ravus chuckled before he offered it to her as Selena just shook her head and looked them over.

“Did she have an affair with someone at DeBeers?” Selena asked, in a slightly teasing tone as she tilted her head and considered the diamonds in the sunlight and Ravus laughed again.

“She did actually,” Ravus revealed as he sidled up next to her to look over the jewelry too to appraise it.

“Jesus.” Selena whispered as she just shook her head again. “If I ever start to be like your grandmother, slap me.” Selena urged her fiance which got him to bark a laugh.

“I don’t think that’s possible Darling.” Ravus reassured her as he rubbed soothing circles into her back.

“Well that being said, this is gorgeous.” Selena allowed, at least his grandmother had good taste in jewelry.

“Then it’s yours, I’ll enjoy it infinitely more if it’s on you and it does suit you.” Ravus urged as he got it from her and put it on her.

“Thank you.” Selena thanked him and kissed him passionately before he picked her up to carry her over to the bed.

“Ok, your grandmother had good taste in two things, jewelry and beds.” Selena praised as she laid back and let Ravus undress her as she undressed him in turn before they got under the covers and made love again Selena always amazed by how Ravus always seemed worship her body with his, especially when she was wearing the family jewels, one of his few kinks, but she didn’t mind one bit. She loved it actually because he made her feel so precious, loved and adored.

Meanwhile Luna and Nyx came up on this gorgeous beach house that just happened to be on the market for sale as Luna quickly called the Realtor who was there within minutes to show them the house.

“Oh my God, sorry it took me so long to get here. Let me show you around.” She apologized as she opened the gate and walked them into the property and let them walk around. She had heard through the realtor grapevine that the Nox Fleuret’s were doing this and that’s why she had pushed the owners to put their house on the market just for this express purpose and had even called the owners on her way to the house and told them that Lunafreya Nox Fleuret herself was going to be looking at the house and got a special offer to offer to her.

“So, forgive my curiosity, will you also be keeping the house just a few houses over or not?” The realtor asked.

“Oh my brother and his fiance will be keeping it but I’ve always loved this house and I’m just tickled it’s on the market.” Lunafreya informed her with a bright smile as she and Nyx checked out the state of the art kitchen that had just gotten remodeled.

“Oh, how lovely.” The realtor smiled fondly and waited until they had seen all of it before she told them the owner’s special offer if Lunafreya would be interested as Nyx and Lunafreya gave each other a subtle but meaningful look before Nyx gave her the nod.

“Sold.” Lunafreya beamed and got into her purse and took out her checkbook as the realtor quickly got all the paperwork together to have them sign to buy the house.  

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Spoken kisses

A/N: Hello everyone! I’m so sorry I’ve been soooo inactive lately! I’m finally out of school for my summer break, so I hope I can be writing more! TT^TT)9

Anyways, this fanfic was requested but, for some reason, I lost the ask! But it was something like:

“Otabek loses a competition and Yuri tickles him to cheer him up”, or something like that. I’m sorry about that, Anon! If you get to see this I hope you enjoy it very much. And so all of you. It’s a bit sucky, tho. I’m sorry about it!

Summary: Otabek Altin is an amazing skater and Yuri has his was to make Otabek belive him, also, Yuri is a dork and makes noises when he smooches Otabek.

Words: 1,550 (Under the cut!)

Yuri felt Otabek shivering between his arms when he placed a soft kiss on the back of Otabek’s neck. Their soft movements made the water produce its majestic sounds and overflow a little bit by the edges of the tub.

He placed yet another kiss on the side of Otabek’s neck and was delighted when he heard a soft chuckle and his head got slightly squeezed Otabek's neck and shoulder.

The water was still warm, reaching all the way up to almost cover up the middle of their chests; Yuri was placed right behind Otabek, spooning him loveling as he poured strawberry scented shampoo into the palm of his hands.

He would take a moment to tease Otabek about the shampoo later, but right now he just rubbed his hands together and then expanded the liquid soap all over Otabek’s head, messaging and scratching his scalp. Otabek shivered and hummed, closing his eyes and leaning against Yuri’s chest.

Yuri kept washing up Otabek’s head, getting ride off all the residual sweat after the competition and he sighed, remembering the events of a few hours ago. Otabek seemed to remember it aswell as he slided a bit more under the water, his head almost resting into Yuri’s sternum.

Yuri brushed his soapy fingers on Otabek’s ears, all over the shell and the lobe, cleaning them up completely.

“You did amazing tonight”, Otabek snorted and Yuri heard the rolling of his eyes. “You really did amazing tonight. I was surprised”.

“Why, thank you, Yuri”, Otabek answers, not exactly meaning his words. “I didn’t do it half as great as the other competitors, though, right?”, Yuri felt a slight tug at his heart hearing Otabek’s hostile voice.

“You did the best that you could”, Yuri said, picking up a little bucket and filling it with water to pour on Otabek’s head.

“And still it wasn’t enough”, he barely had time to close his mouth when Yuri finally poured the water, trying to get ride off the shampoo. Maybe Yuri just did that to actually shut him up.

It happens, sometimes you do your best but anything works out. And Otabek is not an exception, he did his best in this local competition, but he didn’t make it to the final quarters. Yuri did, of course, so the humiliation took the best of Otabek.

And he felt extremely bad about it, he shouldn’t feel this way, he should be happy for Yuri, and he was. God knows he was, but he also was so disappointed of himself, he was ashamed. So embarrased to even look at Yuri in the eyes. Why is he even dating him? Pity-

The muscles on Otabek’s stomach clenched, his insides twisting this way and that, making him want to throw up.

Yes, Yuri was with him out of pity. He knows Otabek is so useless when it comes to skating and life in general. Otabek definitely do not deserves someone as passionate and amazing as Yuri. And Yuri definately do not deserves someone as Otabek.

Hell, he should leave. Right no-

“Stop”, Otabek flinched, he didn’t notice he was gripping into the edges of the tub with all his might, his breathing was quick and heavy. His heart pounding like crazy on his chest. “Altin, it’s alright”.

Yuri carefully reached for Otabek’s hands, massaging the back of them with his thumbs, feeling the crescents of Otabek’s bones and the muscles relaxing under the touch, slowly until Yuri was able to slide his fingers between Otabek’s, holding his hands tightly.

Otabek let himself be wrapped by Yuri’s arms and his own, since they were still holding hands. He found comfort into Yuri’s shoulder, as he felt his body relaxing and relaxing until he was completely limp against Yuri’s body.

“You did great, Otabek”, he whispers right into Otabek’s ear, his words swirling on the ear canal and straight to his brain. “You did amazing, I’m saying the truth. I guess sometimes we have our highs and sometimes our downs, but that doesn’t mean you’re not good at skating, it just means you need a bit more of practice, just a little more”.

Otabek blushed, feeling each hair on his body standing up with each breath against his ear. And he sighed, closing his eyes and letting Yuri kiss away a single tear sliding down the side of Otabek’s face. He smiled when more kitten kisses where pressed against his cheek and jaw.

“You’re so silly, Altin”, Otabek snorts.

“I know I am, Yuri. I’m sorry”, Yuri hums, nuzzling his face on Otabek’s neck. “I’m proud of you, though. You were fantasti-hihihic- stop!”, Otabek giggled, shrugging his shoulders up and squirming in Yuri’s arms as his lover starts to playfully nibble on his neck.

“Don’t come up with that now, Otabek. Not after you were sulking around and being a silly boyfriend”, Otabek giggled again, feeling the puffs of Yuri’s breathing against his neck. “Besides, I already now I was fantastic. I always am, aren’t I?”

“You’re such a- Yuhuhuri!”, Otabek squirmed again, the water overflowing from the tub with each movement as Yuri begins to blow raspberries on the side of Otabek’s neck. “Why are you dohohoing this?!”

“Because I haven’t seen your smile the whole day, Otabek”, Yuri chuckles and his hands finally seems to live, cupping Otabek’s sides and giving him three fast squeezes, successfully making him squeak out a laugh, his body arching away from Yuri’s, but he was trapped.

“Yuri! Yuhuhuri, we’re doing a mess!”, Otabek says, hearing the water splashing out of the tub and into the tides, but his pleading only seemed to motivate Yuri into tickling more as he started to squeeze his way down towards Otabek’s hips.

“’We’re making a mess?’”, Yuri whispers and Otabek throws back his head, barking out a loud laugh when he felt Yuri’s fingers brushing against his very sensitive hipbones. “You’re the only one trashing here, Otabek. Maybe if you stop squirming so much you’ll not make a mess!”, Yuri teases, smiling at his boyfriend as his thumbs awkwardly rubs circles into the very center of Otabek’s hips and he shrieks with laughter.

“Maybe if you fucking stop tickling m- Yuri don’t! Dohohohon’t!“, Otabek shrieked when Yuri finally found the spot where Otabek’s hips meet his legs, where he was the most ticklish.

Otabek brought his knees up, trying to block Yuri’s hands, but he only trapped them there. His own hands weakly pawing at Yuri’s arms around him.

Otabek was laughing too hard and Yuri blushed hearing the sound, but then giggled when his lover’s laughter tripped on itself, making him snort and Otabek really did sounded like a pig when he snorts so Yuri couldn’t help himself and started to laugh just as hard as Otabek.

“Y-Yurahaha! M-mercy!”, Otabek begs, his legs kicking around and his torso twisting from side to side, trying to get away, but Yuri held him firmly and dug expertly into Otabek’s soft spot until he was shaking with silent laughter.

“You know I love you, right?”, Otabek nods hysterically. “And you know that you’re very amazing, right? And talented and a great skater?”, Otabek gasped, nodding again, tears of laughter falling down the corners of his squeezed shut eyes. “And that I don’t regret being with you not even once?”

“Dammit yes!”, Otabek shrieked once his voice was back. “Please stahahap!”, Yuri chuckled and he finally stops and ve wraps his arms around Otabek again as he leaves kisses all over his cheek and neck, Otabek giggling between his gasps.

“Look at this mess, Yuri”, Otabek says, the water only covering to the height of their stomachs instead of their chests, Otabek peeked over the edge of the tub and he whined when he saw the water passing through that little space under the door and straight to the living room. Yuri giggled.

“I’m not sorry” he nuzzles into Otabek. “You’re seriously adorable when you’re getting tickled, Altin”, Yuri says, speaking out his kisses as he presses them on Otabek’s skin. “Mwha, mwha!”

Otabek rolls his eyes, his cheeks blushing deeply. “You russians are too loud”

Yuri drowned. “What do you mean?”

“The other day I heard Victor kissing Yuuri Katsuki and he was making those exact noises”

“So You’re saying that I’m like Victor Nikiforov?”

“Well… not exactly like him, but you- AHAhaha!, wait, wait! I’m sohohorry! The water is cohohold!”

“Well, it seems you don’t want to get out of here, since you keep making me angry!”, Yuri smirked, his fingers fluttering around Otabek’s ribs.

Yuri didn’t go crazy this time, the water was indeed cold and their hands and feet were getting a bit too cold, aswell. However, he got just slightly worried because, once they were out of the tub, he noticed the water covering the floor was already dried. “I think you tortured me for quite a long time”, Otabek said, putting on his sweatpants and rubbing on his still tingly ribs./p>

“Maybe I should just keep torturing you?”, Otabek squeaked and got out of the bathroom running, Yuri heard his lover’s giggles and soon enough he was running after him. A happy Otabek Altin was something Yuri wouldn’t change not even for one hundred gold medals.

[wotsthisollabout]

ASMR?

My daughter and I were discussing ASMR videos the other day, and today one of my favorite webcomic authors put a whole dissertation on it up on his site.  (Links at bottom - go read his comic!!!)

ASMR IS SUCH A WEIRD PHENOMENON

For those who experience it, ASMR (Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response) is a euphoric sensation that at times is overwhelming. For those who don't, it's usually "that cringy, awkward, creepy stuff". Little research has been done on ASMR and the world still doesn't really know why it happens.

I'm not a neurologist or a scientist, but I've spent more than 40 years experiencing and contemplating ASMR and I have some theories that I think genuinely explain what ASMR really is and why it happens. I believe ASMR has a purpose and played an important role in our species' evolution and survival. And while I didn't name it ASMR, I'm partly responsible for why we call it that today. I'll explain that in a bit. WHAT DOES ASMR ACTUALLY FEEL LIKE? Once it's triggered, ASMR creates a very pleasurable, tingly feeling that glides across the scalp in friendly waves and can even seem as though it's being felt deep under the scalp. The feeling can sometimes travel down the neck, shoulders and back. This feeling varies in intensity and promotes a euphoric sense of calm, relaxation and well being. The person experiencing ASMR is usually filled with a strong desire to simply remain still and enjoy the sensation until it fades (usually in 2 to 10 minutes, given the circumstances and the person). As someone who has battled an opioid addiction, I can tell you that strength and intensity of ASMR is easily comparable to the strength of a drug like euphoria. The ASMR feeling does not hinder a person's judgement by making them feel high or drunk. The subject remains clear headed and aware (though usually very relaxed).

IS ASMR SEXUAL? COME ON, IS IT? BE REAL WITH ME.

No. Not in the least. ASMR is often mistaken by people without it, as a kink or fetish. This is in no way true. The pleasurable feelings ASMR brings do not induce sexual feelings or urges. "But Tarol," I hear you saying, "I know people online who say they DO find it sexual". Yes. And there are people with a kink for combining food with sexual arousal, but this does not mean that the pleasure we get from yummy foods is sexual in nature. Some people are turned on by bondage, yet this doesn't make ropes innately sexual. Lots of people enjoy incorporating otherwise nonsexual aspects of the world around them into an erotic experience. The pleasure experienced by ASMR is no more sexual that the pleasure experienced from eating our favourite foods.

AFTER HEARING ABOUT THIS ASMR THING, I THINK I MIGHT ALSO HAVE IT.

I hear this a lot. It's an understandable reaction to something that is often so poorly and vaguely explained. "Oh it's a good feeling? Hey, I've felt good feelings before! Maybe I have it too". Let me sum this up. If, after hearing/reading about ASMR, you're saying "I think I have that", then you don't. If you're not completely sure if you have ASMR, then you don't have it. The ASMR sensation is so hard to explain, because it's so different than almost any other feeling. We try to compare it to other sensations like "tingly goosebumps" etc, but this hardly covers the actual feeling. ASMR is unique and impossible to miss, when it happens. It's like if I told you that massive dinosaurs were stampeding through my living room every morning and your response is "Hmmmm. Now that you mention it, I think dinosaurs might be stampeding through my living room too". If you actually have dinosaurs charging through your living room, you absolutely know it. If you have to think about whether or not dinosaurs charge through your home, it's definitely not happening to you.

ASMR TRIGGERS

Triggers are the events or experiences that can create the ASMR sensation. These triggers can vary a bit from person to person, but they all follow specific rules that give away the whole purpose of ASMR. Common triggers include whispering, chewing, gentle touching or close up focus on the ASMR subject (like a doctor shining a light in your ear or quietly listening to your heartbeat with a stethoscope). When looking at the pleasure that the ASMR subject feels and the apparent intimacy of some of these triggers, it's easy to see why non-ASMR folks might think that it's a sexual thing. What's worse, it's very common to see someone with an actual sexual kink, swearing up and down that "It's not sexual! Really". So an ASMR subject promising that it's not sexual, can leave their friend rolling their eyes and thinking "Oh yeah, this stuff is TOTALLY sexual"

MY LIFE WITH ASMR

I know that this blog isn't about me, but I think that recounting my discovery and gradual understanding of ASMR might help a bit to explain exactly what it is. I'll mark these bits with a "TL;DR" so you can skip them if you like.

I WAS NOT A SMART KID (TL;DR... I didn't know where the tingles were coming from, I just accepted it)

I was born in 1973. It was in the late 70s that I started to experience the ASMR 'tingles', usually at school. I had no idea what was triggering it, I just knew that it was this wonderful feeling that happened sometimes and I didn't consider the reason or cause. Kids are very good at just accepting the world for what it is. To make my point, here are some things that I actually believed as a small child...

- I had no idea that elevators were meant to go up and down, I thought they always stayed still. I calmly and thoroughly believed that when the elevator doors closed with me and my Mom inside, the world outside the elevator was morphed into something different. I remember standing in an elevator and as the doors closed, I noticed a man standing in the hall just outside. When the doors opened again, an old lady was standing more or less where the man was. I thought the elevator had turned him into the old lady.

- I thought that if I smashed my family's TV screen, the cartoon characters would come out of it and play with me. I remember grabbing my 12 inch Spider-Man doll and hitting the screen over and over as hard as I could, during an episode of Tom & Jerry. Lucky I was not a strong kid and I failed to break the screen.

- I thought that the scuba divers I'd seen on TV were stupid for lugging around those big, heavy tanks on their backs. I thought "If I ever get to go scuba diving, I'm gonna cut the mouth piece off of the tube attached to the tank so I can breathe through that without needing the tank. They're dummies for not thinking of that."

- I once asked my Mom where babies come from. She told me "The man puts a seed inside the woman and that grows into a baby". That afternoon I stole a big box of sunflower seeds from our cupboard and went to the playground. I handed out sunflower seeds to all the girls to eat. I was excited about all the babies I was going to have.

So as you can see, it's no surprise that as a kid, I shrugged and accepted that the tingly sensations just... happened.

DISCOVERING MY TRIGGERS (TL;DR... I discovered that certain things trigger the sensation)

I kept the tingly feeling to myself and never told anyone else. For a lot of my childhood, I thought that I was the only person in the world feeling those tingles. I started to learn what the triggers were and I became more familiar with what caused the sensation.

- At one school I went to, we'd eat our lunches at our desks. As we all sat at our desks, eating out of our paper bags and Scooby-Doo lunchboxes, the girl in front of me happened to be a rather loud chewer. I sat eating my lunch and enjoying a session of tingles.

- At another school, the classroom was very silent as we all focused on an important math test. The girl in the desk next to me was breathing kinda loudly through her nose. This also set off the sensation.

- As a kid, we had a cool button stamp. We'd put the little metal disks into the device and pull the lever, creating a wearable button that showed off whatever picture we put inside. During the Christmas season, I used to draw dozens of colourful Christmas pictures and create tons of buttons. I'd then set up a table near the mall and sell them to people passing by. Many times, I'd get those tingles while watching someone slowly looking over my button display.

- I remember sitting at my desk at school and the boy sitting next to me didn't have a pencil, so he asked if I had one I could lend him. I opened up my pencil case and handed him my extra pencil. As I watched him concentrate on his schoolwork, using my pencil, I started to get the tingly feeling.

YOU MEAN I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE?! (TL;DR... I discovered that another kid also had ASMR)

One of my favourite triggers was a lice check. See, if a kid at school was sent home with lice, they'd get nurses to go from classroom to classroom, carefully checking each kid's hair for lice. They'd gently search through your hair with what appeared to be chopsticks. This was possibly the strongest trigger for me. I secretly loved lice checks. One day, two ladies came into our classroom to do a check. I inwardly cheered. Then suddenly a boy near the front of the class yelled out "Oh boy! I love when they do this! It makes my head feel all tingly!". What?!? No one could tell, but in my mind I was freaking out. What I thought to be something that only I experienced, suddenly became something others can have too. From then on, I looked at the phenomenon very differently. If it happens to others, then there must be a reason for it. Suddenly I was immensely curious about it all. I would have gone and talked to that kid about it, but... I hated him so much. He once asked for a bite of my doughnut and then shoved the whole thing in his mouth, grinning at me. Damn, I hated that kid.

THE INTERNET CHANGED EVERYTHING

Years later, this weird internet thing was suddenly exploding everywhere. I remember being at a friend's house while he showed me a few others, how it worked. We entered the word "vampire" (it was the 90s. Vampires were the most popular thing in the universe) into the pre-Google search engine and gasped as literally DOZENS of websites about vampires popped up! I quickly realised what I could do with something like this! I could type "boobs"! Later I realised that I could finally learn about these weird tingles. That's when I found that searching for info on something that has no name and is nigh impossible to describe, was really hard. I found nothing. Every year or so, I would get curious about the sensation and try another internet search. I don't remember the actual year that I finally found a forum on the subject, but I remember it was the computer set up that I had on 9/11, so it was somewhere around then (no disrespect intended, that was just a time we all remember clearly).

WE CALL IT ASMR PARTLY BECAUSE OF ME. ...SORT OF.

I was excited to jump into a group (I think it was on Yahoo or MSN or something) where I could finally talk to other people about this! We regulars in the group would talk about triggers, theories about why it exists and many, many complaints of trying (and failing) to convince others that this was in no way sexual.

A thread eventually popped up, discussing how this thing needs a name. We started suggesting ideas for what we could call it. I don't remember my suggestions but I'm sure they were awful. The name everyone settled on was... "Brain Orgasm". The new, official name was quickly used by the group. When I discovered that Brain Orgasm had been chosen, I wrote a thread arguing that we really shouldn't use that name. I explained that if we want to convince others that this is not sexual, we really should avoid the word "orgasm" in the title. Everyone agreed and so the naming process started again. This time a lady (I vaguely remember her being a doctor but I might be wrong about that) suggested that we call it "Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response" or ASMR. I immediately hated the name and declared that it was "worse than Brain Orgasm". I argued that it was hard to remember, hard to say and even the initials didn't roll off the tongue. I was sure the name wouldn't stick. But everyone except me loved it and so that became the official name for it. Obviously I was very wrong about the name and I'm glad everyone had the sense to disagree with me.

WHY DOES ASMR EXIST AND WHAT IS IT FOR?

Okay. Remember that while I honestly think I'm right about this and have spent four decades coming to this conclusion, this is just the opinion of one person familiar with the subject matter. As far as I know, there have been no proper studies to back up what I'm about to say.

We've all seen creatures like apes grooming each other, picking bugs, etc out of each other's fur. The ape being groomed always seems to be sitting still and calmly enjoying the attention. For those apes, grooming each other is a great way to keep clean and more likely to avoid diseases or infections. It's also a great way for creatures with simpler communication practices to bond socially. This bond encourages the animals to stick together for safety, share food and even defend each other when attacked. So grooming each other makes sense as an important instinct that would evolve over time. Dogs and cats have a form of this that has developed from our symbiotic relationship. They enjoy being pet or scratched which seems less about grooming and more about creating or strengthening a social bond (though I once found a tick on my dog while I was scratching her belly). Cats even purr, which honestly, if I had to attribute a sound to the feeling of ASMR, purring fits it perfectly.

So it's possible that the ape being groomed or the cat being pet, is feeling some form of ASMR. And it's just as possible that our hunter-gatherer ancestors who groomed each other in similar ways, also felt a kind of ASMR. In a harsh world of survival of the fittest, those who evolve the ability to feel pleasure from it are more likely to gain more benefits from the higher amount of cleanliness and social bounds. Consider what the ASMR sensation encourages the subject to do. Keep still, quiet and not interrupt the person triggering the feeling. Sometimes relaxing enough to fall asleep if the situation warrants it. All these tendencies brought on by ASMR aid the grooming process.

Now let's look at the triggers. If what I'm saying is true, then that explains the ASMR from something like a lice check, but what about those other triggers? They all seem to play a part in the grooming process as well.

- Whispering: The sound of someone whispering suggests physical closeness. The kind of personal space sharing required for ape-like grooming. Look at the ASMR videos on YouTube. They all whisper as close to the microphone as possible, creating a sense of intense closeness. Whispering is only heard if the person doing it is positioned very close to you. So it fits the grooming theory.

- Chewing, breathing and mouth sounds: Like whispering these sounds are almost always heard if the person making them is close to you. During those classroom lice checks, I'd hear the nurse breathing right into my ear, as she was very close. The tiniest movement of her lips or mouth was easily heard. It seems logical to me that as we evolve to adhere to being groomed, we'd respond to the sounds and sensations that would commonly be heard during each grooming.

- Borrowing my pencil or studying the buttons I made: The two important details here are focus and the subject's sense of self. The ape doing the grooming is going to be focused intently on what they're doing and that focus is completely on the subject being groomed. I thought of my pencil as 'mine'. An extension of my person. The same can be said for my buttons. I drew each one of those pictures by hand and so they were very much mine. When the kid focused on his schoolwork and therefore on my pencil or those people quietly studied my little pictures,  it triggered the ASMR as if a groomer was focusing intently on me.

I've never been into the YouTube ASMR roleplay videos, but look at the themes used to trigger people's ASMR. Roleplays about someone shaving you, cleaning your ears, doing your hair, etc. Those all point directly at grooming. Every trigger seems to be either a sound that's usually only heard close up, intense focus on the subject, gentle touching or something that mimics a feeling of isolated intimacy.

So to put it bluntly, I believe that ASMR is essentially a largely redundant grooming instinct left over from our times as hunter-gatherers, when grooming was far more important and vital.

-Tarol

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