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[jhdyuiee]

never lose me

♡︎ pairing: idol bf!jaehyun x fem!reader

♡︎ tags/warnings: smut!, fluff, unprotected sex, multiple positions, semi-public sex (on a boat :0 ), multiple orgasms, nipple/breast play, oral (f & m recieving), fingering, cursing, pet-names (baby & darling), name-calling (slut & good girl), creampie, breeding kink (:0), spanking, making out/kissing

♡︎ w.c: 2.1k

♡︎ a.n: hi! not much to say except this is utter filth so read at your own risk, hehe. i love jaehyun :,) . anyhow i hope yall are doing well && stay safe out there, love u. jiji out 🤍

“baby you better fuck me like you mean it.”

“oh i will,” jaehyun says as his lips come crashing into mine. the intensity of the kiss caused me to stumble backwards into the boat's railing.

the sound of the crashing waves became white noise, my sole attention on his lips. the softness of his lips, they molded so perfectly with mine. it was quite a heated kiss, his tongue clashing with mine, and our teeth as well occasionally.

his hands gripped on my hips, the dress i was wearing did nothing to conceal the burning heat of his fingertips. i pull him closer when i wrap my arms around his neck, deepening our kiss even more.

i let out a slight moan when he bit down on my bottom lip, pulling on it. my gaze met his, his eyes lustful. “pull up your dress for me baby,” he whispered into my ear before sinking onto his knees.

i complied, pulling the hem of my dress up. my legs shut together, my black laced panties surely wet. “open up,” he says, kissing my thighs. i did as he said, opening them up for him. “good girl,” he says, biting on my inner thigh before palming my pussy with his hand.

“this wet already?” he mutters, sliding my panties aside. my bare cunt opened as the cool air hit it, sending a shiver through me. “you know the simplest touch from you makes a complete mess of me,” i replied, biting on my lip as he licked my clit.

“she’s always so needy for me, ain’t that right darling,” he teases, biting on my bud. i nod frantically, “god, yes! i want you, please,” i moan as i look down on the man below me.

he smirks before diving into my cunt. his tongue licking me up, sure to taste everything without missing a single drop. his licks were slow, almost as if he were trying to tease me, trying to pull me to the edge and beg for more.

and god do i beg… “pl-please m-more!”

jaehyun looks up, “more what baby?” oh fuck do i wanna wipe that smug face off him. “e-eat me please… fuck me senseless… i want you, i want you!”

“all right, i hear you baby.”

that was all jaehyun needed before going berserk. he works his way with my cunt, mouth on my clit and fingers fingering me ruthlessly.

i whip my head back when i felt his mouth suck on my clit before biting down on my bud, licking it shortly after. on the other hand his digits intruded inside my cunt, the squelching noise more evident than the ocean waves.

he licks my clit one more time before departing, “gonna cum?” i moan out yesses, but the sensation of his fingers was shortly lost. although it was now replaced by his tongue. he fucked his tongue deep inside me, i clenched around the wet muscle. the chanting of his name was the only word in my vocabulary, i was close so fucking close.

jaehyun could tell you were close, bringing his thumb to your clit, rubbing and pinching it to help you near your end. a pinch later, you came on his face. jaehyun groans in satisfaction, the sensation pleasuring. he slurps up all of your orgasm, again not wanting to miss a single drop.

when jaehyun finishes and is back on his feet, he clashes his lips on yours again. besides your pussy he also finds your lips addictive. you could taste yourself on him, you loved it.

however he isn’t the only one addicted, you are too and to all of him. especially his dick. your hand goes down to feel his rock hard cock, now you’re the one palming him. he departs from the kiss, “you gonna suck me off baby?”

“mmm, yeah,” you mutter, giving jaehyun a kick peck before you’re the one sinking onto your knees. you free him of his pants and boxers, his cock standing tall. you nearly drool at the sight, taking him in your hand you stroke him. from the base to the tip you lick him, your eyes never breaking from his as you do this. jaehyun’s eyebrows furrowed as you swirled your tongue around his red tip. putting your mouth on tip, never going furthur to tease him.

however jaehyun wasn’t in the mood to play these games. taking a fistful of your hair, he pushes your head further down until he feels his tip down your throat. he was big, you always struggled to get him all in. drool escapes your mouth as his cock occupied all the space inside your mouth.

“this mouth is so good for me,” he groans, looking down at you. comfortable now you begin bopping your head, he watches his cock disappear and reappear as you gagged and moaned. it was so hot he could cum from just this, but he wanted this to continue for just a moment more.

you bring your hands to fondle his ball, trying your best to bring him to his release. placing his hand back on the back of your head, he fucks into your mouth faster, feeling as his cock twitched inside. “f-fuck,” he moans before bursting his hot white seeds into your pretty mouth.

“swallow it baby,” he says, helping you get back up. when you swallow it down you open your mouth to show him you did, only for him to dip his fingers inside. now you found yourself sucking on his two digits.

“turn around and hold the railing darling,” he tells you in which you followed. he drags your dress over your ass, sliding your panties to the side again. the sight in front of him was heavenly, so fucking beautiful. he takes those digits from your mouth to your cunt to slide against it.

“ready baby? want my cock,” he says, teasing his hard-on against my ass and pussy. my cunt coated him in my juices. “ye-yes,” i moaned, trying to rub against him. he chuckled at my action before sliding his cock into me so easily.

“slipped right in,” he whispers into my ear. pecking my temple and my exposed skin on my neck before retreating back. his hands gripped onto my hips, as he began thrusting into me. his cock perfectly stretched me out, accommodating to his size. his tip reaching me deep inside my womb.

“yes, ugh, faster please j-jae!”

and he does such, thrusting into me much faster and harder. it could’ve been my cock-drunk state kicking in but it felt as though the boat rocked harder. whatever, i don’t care all i could focus on was his cock and how he fucked into me.

his hands began traveling in front of me, stopping on my breasts. he pulled down my dress, my breasts spilling out. groping them as he thrusts into me and out of me, taking his fingertips to pinch the nipples.

my gaze traveled to the beautiful view in front of me, the clear blue ocean and mountains. it was so beautiful but i couldn’t even fully and properly take it in, the sex was just too good to pay any mind to other things.

“cum on my cock,” he groans. jaehyun was reaching his high too, his cock twitching inside my cunt as i clenched around him.

a couple more rough thrust later, i came on his cock whilst he came inside my pussy. his cock still inside me as he turned me around, and he tries to take my dress off.

i put my hands on his chest. “w-wait what if-if some paparazzi sees us,” i say, causing jaehyun to laugh. what could be so funny? this was serious!

“so? let’s give them a show, let’s show em’ just how slutty my beautiful girlfriend is… show em’ who's the only person who could make you like this,” he says in a sultry tone. my pussy throbbed, why were his words turning me on.

i was rendered speechless. eventually i did end up naked, nothing but love bites and hickeys that jaehyun was giving my body. he worshiped my body like it was the most sacred thing in the universe.

abruptly he carries me, walking over to a the seating area nearby. he sits down, plopping me on top of him. i watch him as he jerks his cock and brings his tip to my pussy. he teases my entrance before sliding me down onto his cock. i jerk forward onto his chest, my arms instinctively wrapped around his neck. his hands groping my ass, fondling the flesh before sending one harsh slap, and another one, then another.

each slap on my ass caused me to clench around his cock. jaehyun’s cock probably felt so snug inside my pussy. “god, this pussy was made just for me. it’s the best i’ll ever have,” he groans.

when he stops slapping my ass, his hands travel to my hips as they begin to help me ride him. it starts off slow, but eventually he helped pick up the pace, going even faster and deeper.

“s-so de-deep!” i practically yell out. i watched as jaehyun smiles, leaning forward to kiss my lips. he hit my g-stop so well from this position, hitting it with every thrust that it has me moaning into our kiss. oddly though, i felt strange like an urge to pee. fuck. fuck. fuck.

“wa-wait! ja-jaehyun!” i yell out, but he doesn’t stop. we’re both thrusting roughly, but with a slight rub to my clit i came. i squirted all over jaehyun, his legs, lower stomach, and cock. i heaved, finding myself outta breath already.

jaehyun didn’t stop though, continuing to fuck me through my mind boggling orgasm. he still so desperately was trying to reach his. as another orgasm hit me, causing me to clench tightly onto his cock, was finally when jaehyun was able to cum inside you.

jaehyun’s cum was surely stuffing you good today. “one more baby,” he says, moving me to lay on my back. i didn’t even try resisting, in truth i wanted more too. i wanted jaehyun to fill me up again.

taking one of my legs he places it on his shoulder. his cock still hard as it entered me for a third time. he sinks into me deep, stamina still going strong as he thrust into me roughly. the frantic movement causing my breasts to move, capturing his attention. sliding one of his hands to your tit to squeezing it, playing with your nipple as well.

eventually placing your leg back down, giving you the chance to wrap your legs around him. strangely enough it lights something in him, arousing him. shifting you a big he now’s pounding into your faster, like a madman.

“gonna let me cum in ya again right darling?” he asks, panting. you couldn’t mutter anything but just nod. “gonna let me fill ya up with my cum, have you nice and stuffed with my baby?”

you eyes flutter shut as you yell out, “yes! give me your baby jaehyun!”

he smirks, “god you get so cock-drunk. my baby’s such a good slut for me.”

thrusting once and twice more before we both cum at the same time. “you’ll be so gorgeous pregnant with my child, our child. all swollen for the world to see.”

you don't say anything, you’re too busy seeing stars. each orgasm jaehyun drags outta you is so euphoric, better than the last.

jaehyun hisses as he slips his cock out of your pussy. your pussy clenching around nothing, feeling empty. jaehyun looks as his cum spills out, he finds it unsatisfying so he uses his fingers to stuff it back inside you.

his fingers eliciting an orgasm or two until you end up passing out. the sex was one of the best you two have ever had, heck you wouldn’t even be surprised if you do end up pregnant from this whole ordeal.

by the time you wake up again, your face was in jaehyun’s chest. carefully getting up, you take in the scenary. ah, you’re still on the boat. what was supposed to be a cute little boat date ended up getting pretty heated. i mean not that you hated it.

you glance at jaehyun who was awake now, looking right at you. “morning,” you coo. he smiles, pulling you down so he can engulf you into a hug. “passed out on me, huh,” he says, kissing your hair.

i laugh, turning my head to look up at him. “you never had a woman like me in your life, huh.”

jaehyun bites his bottom lip, eventually bringing them to yours in a gentle kiss. “nope, you’re the fucking best i’ve and ever will have.”

i smile, going to straddle him. he looks up at me, though we’re both still very much naked, that was the least of our concerns. leaning down to whisper something in his ear.

“tell me you don’t never wanna lose me.”

© jhdyuiee

2024.08.02

final a.n: hello! i wanted to mention that this one was in the drafts for so long && i decided to release as an apology for not being able to get part 2 of wildflower out. i regret to inform that i’m experiencing a dilemma with the story, having a writers block. i hate it so much bcs i rlly wanna get the story out for yall ;( . anyhow this one has been written since july-isn’t but never got out, but i hope u enjoy this one. i ask for a bit more time in writing wildflower part 2. i’ll also be gone on a trip this weekend and start school soon so let’s pray we get the story out this coming week. im truly sorry but i’ll be back after recovering for a bit. i love u all very much, thank u for 200 followers too, all the love && support is what motivates me to continue. thank u all, i love u && stay safe. i’ll be back next week, jiji out 🤍 (sorry for the rant) .

p.s this fic is inspired by an edit with a song of the same name! i’ll link it below :0

[chuuyasheaven]

bsd men as tits ass or thighs pls :3?? (specifically meursault boys)

“Tits, Ass or Thighs— What do they prefer?”

“—Everybody’s got certain preferences, don’t they? So, what are theirs?”

Tags: Dazai Osamu, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Nikolai Gogol, Chuuya Nakahara, Sigma / afab! Reader, Nipple play?, ooc! Sigma, praising kink, degrading kink, overstimulation, pet names?, hdc format ig, thigh riding?, hickeys, mentioned lingerie?, spanking, mild brat taming, atp everyone may be ooc, face sitting, oral sex (afab! and m! recieving), titty job, messes of their milk, might contain grammar errors, this is a lot holy shit, etc.

Notes: Maybe u just meant Dazai, Fyodor and Chuuya but I added Nikolai and Sigma for funsies— hope this is okay tho!! And I never wrote for Sigma before so sorry if he’s so ooc. . Maybe he’s gonna be added to my list lol.

Dazai Osamu ;

💙 Thighs 💙

💙 I just know that he loves your thighs!! In my opinion, DAZAI lives for seeing you in thigh highs, especially if you have thick thighs. What do you mean you don’t wanna crush him with them??? What else are they made for then— oh, right, hickeys. It’s obvious that he’ll leave some marks here and there for fun, but another thing he lives about them is face sitting. This is literally the best way to die?!!? But also he lives to grab your thighs when he eats you out!!!

💙 Scenario;

He’s been at it for too long, you don’t even remember how many times you came already. . “Dazai, p–please. . S–sensitive!”, you tried to beg, but Dazai was way into this— Once you sit on this mans face, he won���t let go until your too sensitive, Dazai also always leave hickeys while he’s at it. Chanting how he would love to die this way, being crushed by your massive thighs. “—Why should I? You’re still talking properly, I won’t stop until you’re only able to moan my name. Now be a good girl, alright, ‘donna?”

Fyodor Dostoevsky ;

💙 Thighs 💙

💙 In all honesty, this man is a mystery for me– but if I would have to chose, thighs. FYODOR is kinda religious and stuff, meaning he’s definitely gonna be kinda traditional. (i do not know wtf I’m talking abt.) Fyodor doesn’t know what it is, but something about you in white lingerie and white thigh highs sets him off completely. Looking all innocent but being the complete opposite? Yes, absolute approval from him. But being the busy man he is, he’ll let you sit on his lap while he caresses your thighs!! :3

💙 Scenario ;

Seriously, how desperate are you? Walking up to Fyodor in white lingerie and white thigh highs while he’s obviously working? He finds it quite amusing how you think he’ll stop immediately to fuck you, no he won’t, yet. Fyodor just commands you to sit on his lap, now you’re getting off on his own thighs. But you’re still wearing panties, though he doesn’t care, you wanted this, didn’t you? As you keep grinding against it, he slapped your pussy through the fabric multiple times before. The small whines and whimpers are cute, but won’t change his mind to take you right now. “—I don’t really know what you expected me to do. . Well, actually, i did. It’s quite adorable how you think just because you’re desperate I’ll feed into your desires. Anyway, you seem to be getting off pretty easily, slut.”

Nikolai Gogol ;

💙 Tits 💙

Come on, this is so NIKOLAI, seriously. He's so silly, he would literally call them his personal stressballs. (Do not even try to deny it, it's canon.) Nonetheless, he likes to cum on them, Nikolai will make a mess out of them every time whenever you're giving him head. Another thing their useful for, in his opinion, is tit fucking!! It's a nice feeling for him when his dick's inside of your tits. Not to forget, your nipples are pretty fun to play with, but there's one last thing about them. .

💙 Scenario ;

There are many reasons why Nikolai adores you riding him! He loves how he barely has to do anything, hearing the adorable sounds leaving your mouth while you get off on his cock and most importantly, the way your tits bounce with you. All he's doing is laying back and enjoying the view of your tits almost bouncing out of your bra, he would love if they were to actually jump out. “—Hm, would you look at that! Your tits are seconds away to spill out of your bra, dove. I wouldn't mind if they did, maybe you just need to ride my dick faster. . Just like the needy whore you are.”

Sigma ;

💙 Tits 💙

I’m not really sure if it’s accurate, but running an casino ain’t easy. So what’s better than having you and your comfort. .—able tits? SIGMA would never admit it, but he loves them, dearly at that. If he ever needs an break, his head would probably rest on them. On the spicy side, he loves a good tit job. You mentioned this once and Sigma wasn’t against it, sure he was blushing over your suggestion but after he tried it, he loved it!!!

💙 Scenario ;

It felt good, really, Sigma loved your suggestion! He never thought of something like this, he never thought about recieving a tit job, but it felt heavenly. Just the way your tits were rubbing against his cock so good, it felt unreal. . The most beautiful whimpers left his lips, with his flushed expression on his face too, you assumed Sigma was enjoying himself, very. Soon he reached his climax, letting his cum leak on your tits. “—F–fuck. . You did s–so good, darling. Now, lay back and let me return the favor, yeah?”

Chuuya Nakahara ;

💙 Ass 💙

Ah, yes. CHUUYA is, in my opinion, an ass man. I saw a few people say that, and I agree. Like, he’s literally proud of that. He would slap your ass unexpected, respectfully though. He wouldn’t care if you’re carrying a bakery or not, he still slapping it!! Chuuya loves to spend money on matching bras and panties for you, but on your in general. Sometimes it gets to your head or something and you start to act out, which our ginger won’t let slide.

💙 Scenario ;

Lately, you’ve gotten on Chuuya’s nerves. Yeah, he loves to spend money on you and you, but he won’t stand you being bratty. As to right now, he’s ‘punishing’ you for it. The reference for ‘punishing’ is quite just fucking you until it’s stuck in your pretty little brain not to act out again. This time though, Chuuya added something to your punishment. . “Ch–chuuya. . ‘m sorry, I–i didn’t mean to—”, you tried to apologize, only to be silenced by another spank. “—Really? Too bad, you’re gonna take this if you want me to fuck you, baby. Just keep on taking f’me and I’ll fuck you soon enough, m‘kay?”

OH EM GEE YOU GUYS IT TOOK ME THREE DAYS TO FINISH

[fairy-writes]

hallo >:]

i would like to request the prompt :

“Oh, excuse me for freaking out. I only thought you were dead!”

for narumi gen from kaiju no.8

and any gender would be fine!

A LONG ROAD TO RECOVERY

Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!

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Prompt: “Oh, excuse me for freaking out. I only thought you were dead!”

Fandom(s): Kaiju No. 8

Pairing(s): Narumi Gen x Reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Genre(s)/Tag(s): Gender Neutral!Reader, Angst, Hospitals, Injuries, Minor Arguments

Notes: Combining this with another request that is exactly the same :)

This is likely medically inaccurate, but pls bear with me.

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The beeping of hospital machines was driving you up the wall. But it also brought you solace in that it showed that the man you loved was still alive. 

It had been three days since he slipped into a coma. 

You sat beside him the entire time, holding Gen’s hand as the ventilator breathed for him. His army of machines did a variety of things. Things like the ventilator, which inflated his lungs. He had a chest tube placed to drain fluid building around his lungs. There was a catheter to drain his bladder. There were multitudes of other machines and devices, all to help Gen stay alive. 

But no one knew when he’d wake up.

If he’d even wake up.

A frantic beeping awoke you from your doze. 

When did you fall asleep?

You look up at the machines and barely have time to comprehend the sight of his heart monitor lit up in a frenzy. 

It’s flatlining. 

Gen is dying. 

You let out a cry and dive for the blue button next to his bed, slamming your thumb onto it and hearing the call for a “Code Blue in room G342. Code Blue in room G343” just outside in the hall. A flood of nurses and doctors come in, and you are pushed out.

“Please! You have to save him!” You beg, and a nurse you vaguely recognize from seeing in the hallways offers a kind smile.

“We’ll do everything we can. But you need to stand back and let us work.” She says quickly before Gen’s hospital room door slides shut behind her.

You are forced to wait in the waiting room as Gen is wheeled in for emergency surgery after they get his heartbeat back.

They didn’t say what it was for—maybe they did—but you had signed the necessary forms regardless, seeing as you were Gen’s significant other and he had no other family.

You sit with your head in your hands, your breathing quick and gasping and panicky as you wait for any sort of news from the medical staff working to save his life. As you sit there, you can’t help but wish he hadn’t been called in for the most recent kaiju attack. Because while yes, he vanquished the monster, it left him in this sort of state.

He was going to get an earful when he woke up.

If he woke up, that is…

Your name being called snaps you from your reverie. You had been zoning out, not thinking about anything but what you were going to say to Gen if he ever recovered. But as you jolted out of your thoughts, you checked the clock and realized that hours had passed. No one was in the waiting room except you and a nurse behind the receptionist's desk, who looked like he wanted to go home. 

Well… you two and the doctor you recognized as the man who had wheeled the crash cart into the room when Gen was actively coding. 

You were on your feet in seconds before you even registered standing up. 

“How is he?” You demanded when the doctor approached. He gestured for you to follow him, 

“We’ll talk on the way. But he’s asking for you.” 

He was asking for you.

So he was alive?

Your knees felt weak, and you actually caught yourself on the wall. 

“So he’s alive?” You whisper, and the doctor gives you a warm smile. 

“He’s a fighter, that’s for sure. Now, follow me, I’ll take you to him.”

Gen is already awake and sitting up in bed when you get to the hospital room. A flurry of nurses flit around him like a bunch of buzzing bees. But he isn’t watching any of them. 

No… Gen’s eyes are locked on yours the second you come into view. 

The doctor begins to speak, telling you about the surgery, but you don’t hear him. All you hear is muffled speaking, almost as if he’s talking through cotton. It’s like this for a few moments until you come back to the present and hear, 

“I’m confident he’ll make a full recovery.” The doctor says, and you feel the pricks of tears in your eyes. 

He was alive. 

He was going to be okay. 

You all but yank the door open and slip inside as the nurses and medical personnel file out of the room to give you two some privacy. But as soon as the door shuts, it’s as if all the strength in your knees has left you again, and you all but collapse on the side of his bed, reaching to grasp his hand. You’re mindful of the IV in the back of his hand as you cradle his palm in both hands. He arches an eyebrow but doesn’t say anything just yet. 

“How are you feeling?” You ask quietly, and he shrugs with one shoulder, settling back into his mountain of pillows. 

“‘m fine.” He mumbles with a yawn.

“Is there anything I can do for you?’ You press, and he shakes his head, 

“Not unless you’ll get me one of my games. The doc won’t let me have my phone just yet.” He complains, and you hang your head with a dry chuckle.

Of course, he wants one of his games. You wouldn’t expect anything different from your boyfriend. 

“If the doctor says no, I’m going to listen to him.” You say, and he immediately lets out a whine. But before he can complain, you cut him off, “Gen, you need to take it easy. Getting worked up over video games isn’t going to help.”

He rolls his eyes and tugs his hand from yours to cross his arms across his chest, huffing indignantly, and you realize this is going nowhere. But that still didn’t mean your anger rose any less. In fact, it actively pulsed within your chest, and before you could stop yourself, you scowled. 

He noticed, and his eyebrows shot up. It wasn’t often you actively showed your anger. 

“What has you freaking out? I didn’t die, did I?” He asks, and you glare, 

“You coded Gen. Your heart stopped.” 

“But they got it back! Stop freaking out, seriously, it’s gonna give me a headache.”

“Oh, excuse me for freaking out. I only thought you were dead!” You borderline shout, and he rolls his eyes. 

Gen gives you an impish, boyish grin despite your fury, the kind he gives you when he beats you at a video game or successfully kills a kaiju. He works his hand over so he can entwine his fingers with yours. You can feel your anger melting away as he speaks. 

“You can’t kill me that easily.”

[weirdsht]

(Un)Attainable - Alberu/Fem! Reader

notes: the og prompt for this was suppose to be super angsty, but I'm not so mean that I would make you guys cry the second I have the time to write. Also I notice a lot of people are using "Alver" now but I just can't, I'm so sorry huhu

tags: female reader, vague novel spoilers, forbidden love(?), lovesick Alberu if you squint

English isn’t my first language so there will be grammatical errors

Pls don't repost my work anywhere without my permission

Constructive criticisms and any kind of interaction are more than welcome

Requests are currently closed but my ask are still open (read pinned)

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Alberu’s first priority will always be the Roan Kingdom and its citizens. He will always put the welfare of his people before his own wants. Alberu is the type of crown prince who is willing to play as the villain just to see his citizens prosper. Even when no one will be able to appreciate his sacrifices. All for the sake of his selfish desire to see his people thrive.

That’s the simple fact the people around Alberu know.

They know that he has no time for love. No time to indulge in such things when he has a kingdom to run. Alberu Crossman has said so himself several times in the past.

But oh, what is this feeling blooming in the crown prince’s heart? Could they be feelings of romantic affection?

Could the prideful prince be eating his own words of not taking in a spouse in the future?

Maybe, or perhaps not.

He does know one thing though…

It’s the fact that he's charting into dangerous territory.

Not only was he dumb enough to fall in love. That wasn’t enough.

No no no

The quarter-dark elf was stupid enough to fall for the one person he couldn’t get.

Adin’s fiance, the soon-to-be crown princess of the Mogoru Empire. The empire of the Sun God Church. The one place where his chances of his dark elf bloodline being discovered is higher.

But can anyone blame him and his beating heart? How could he not fall when she’s so sweet, so ethereal?

So undeserving of that bastard Adin.

She was so good. So kind, so strong, so smart, so compassionate.

And Adin was… a scumbag, for a lack of a better word. Someone undeserving love.

Despite that, Adin was still her fiance. Adin and not Alberu.

“I’ve known him since we were kids. Our engagement had been decided from the moment the emperor found out I was a girl. They said I was the perfect wife for him. That I can strengthen the royal bloodline.”

She had confided one night. Her dignified yet soft voice had a tinge of longing in it. As if longing for the life she could’ve had outside of being Adin’s bethroed. 

“Your Highness [Name] has your time with Prince Adin made you grow some affection for him?”

Alberu hopes that the answer is no. That despite the headstart Adin had, [Name] hadn’t fallen for his charms.

That instead she’d fall for Alberu’s charms.

He’s the better choice. He could give her so much more than Adin could ever. Alberu will make sure that she will have the chance to showcase her talent to the world. He will make sure to treat her like the princess she is. This crown prince won’t treat her as if she’s a mere trophy whose sole job is to be bragged around.

[Name] was so much better than that.

She has wits that can help run a kingdom. She has the compassion for her citizens. The heart that screams and begs to aid her people. She has a strong persona that has so much more use than just being shown around to nobles.

Alberu Crossman can see that she’s worth more than Adin displayed her to be— no, in fact in Alberu’s eyes she’s worthless. No system of measurement can gauge her worth.

“No amount of time spent with Adin can make me grow affection for the man. Whether it’s platonic or romantic.”

The quarter-dark elf almost let his shoulders sag. He was so relieved that he nearly conveyed his true feelings. 

He has a chance– Alberu Crossman actually has a chance..!

Alberu was so happy that he nearly didn’t catch [Name]’s next words.

“That man is so awful, hence why no amount of time with him can make me tolerate him. But I’m sure you already know of such things. As a matter of fact, my trusted handmaiden is on her way to make negotiations with your dear commander.”

Roan Kingdom’s rising sun had to double-take, unsure if the words he was hearing were correct.

“I’m not as dumb as the world thinks of me.”

Alberu must have had a stupefied look on his face for the lovely lady in front of him to make such a comment.

“No, no my lady, that’s not what I meant. I am well aware of your wits and capabilities. It’s just that my commander and I had been ready to do everything in our power to turn you over to our side.”

To turn you over so that you’ll be in my arms instead– of course, Alberu said no such thing. Only letting such degenerative thoughts run through his mind.

“My lady is highly intelligent, highly perceptive. You are also close to Adin, you are a core player in taking such a man off his high horse.”

[Name] had an incredulous look on her face. Like Alberu was flattering her too much. However, he wasn’t. The poor prince had only been telling the truth.

“I didn’t think that the future king of the Roan Kingdom was one to… get brownie points.”

“You wound me, my fair lady. I was merely stating the truth. Nonetheless, since we’re on the topic… do you mind people who try to get brownie points?”

Alberu isn’t sure where he got the guts to be so coy. But he was glad he did because [Name]’s expression was better than he’d hoped for.

“Hmm well, I guess I don’t mind. If it’s from a silver-haired prince maybe I wouldn’t entertain it. Luckily, blonde seems to be my type… or was it brown?”

[Name] had a knowing look on her face and oh god can Alberu fall any deeper. He should be scared, should be nervous that another person seems to know his secret. But no, instead, he feels himself falling deeper in love.

“Don’t worry your highness your secret is safe with me. I wouldn’t do my potential lover dirty like that.”

Yeah… safe to say that Alberu’s in too deep now.

[raisindave]

Seeing the World Through Ballistic-Tinted Glasses Masterlist

Summary You’ve been a linguist in the military for years, chugging along on non-consequential missions. An anonymous letter with the CIA emblem begs you to meet up with an agent, urgently. Will your skills in your specialized field be enough to keep your head above water, or will you be crushed under the pressure?

#F/M, #2nd Person AFAB POV, #Slow Burn, #Plot, #Eventual Smut, #Call of Duty, #Simon Riley, #Ghost X Reader

Please let me know if you have any notes, comments, or concerns about my work. I’m just having a gay ol’ time, but also, I don’t want to misrepresent things I failed to understand because I have black mould in my brain. You're welcome to use my works however you want with a citation ("title + author on Ao3/Tumblr" is fine.) 

🦗Here’s a link to the Ao3 work [Click Me!]

Please read: *The author is not in the military and has no idea what she's doing.* I did a decent amount of research, but if you see any inaccuracies, close your eyes pls :)

🚨BIG MDNI WARNING!! THIS IS AN 18+ FANFIC!!!! 🚨

Will tag trigger warnings in the notes before chapters.

Author HAS played the games; 09 & 22 (I’m trying to keep the characters in character, for the most part.)

Main character (Lua) is designed to be an AFAB reader insert, but she does have a backstory for the plot.

Boinking war criminals.

See yours and 141’s documents: https://imgur.com/a/jqia2sO

Anyways, buckle up sluts. More chapters are incoming.

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 Chapter 44 Chapter 45 Chapter 46 Chapter 47 Chapter 48 Chapter 49 Chapter 50 Chapter 51 Chapter 52 Chapter 53 Chapter 54 Chapter 55 Chapter 56 Chapter 57 Chapter 58 Chapter 59 Chapter 60 Chapter 61

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[bwambiee]

21, CAN YOU DO SOMETHIN’ FOR ME? — BLLK

PAIRING : football player! isagi x figure skater! reader

GENRE : social media au (SMAU), crack , college au , slice of life , light angst , crack humor (it’s like 95% of the story LOL) , occasionally will have written chapters

SUMMARY : when your friend suspects that her boyfriend is cheating on her, she runs to you for help! crazy enough, her boyfriend thinks of the same idea but runs to your boyfriend instead. Here’s the problem— they both made you and isagi swear to secrecy. Uh-oh.

WARNINGS : fem! reader , profanity , suggestive/sexual jokes but no smut , mentions of kys and kms jokes , crack , no verbal filter (i made everyone CRAZY) , mentions of cheating/infidelity, mc’s friend is off her rocker , two idiots helping two idiots , the rest of blue lock just watching you two be dumb , isagi is the biggest loser but the rest of bllk are lame too , this smau is like 5% plot and 95% of a drug trip , isagi is down bad for his gf (sometimes) , the fourth wall will be broken at times , rin wants smarter friends , established relationships

FEATURING : my moots !! @luvtorei @itoshi-s @katasstrophy @lalunanymph <3 check out their amazing blogs pls i beg , various kpop idols but just for meme purposes

STATUS : hiatus (updates every tuesday and friday’s EST ! )

TAGS : #21.asks🤳 #21.can.u.do.sumn.for.me🤳 (so you can filter them if you don’t want me to bother your dashie ! )

TAGLIST : slide in my asks to be added ! <3

A/N : hello hello everyone!!! please bear to read this little authors note for just a second but i just want to thank all of my moots and followers for getting me up to a lil’ milestone 🥹 never would i have imagined myself to be creating content but here i am! and i’ve received sm love and positive energy it just makes me want to make more content! as a thank you, since christmas is coming up, for a little gift for my moots and followers i’ve been working on this smau as a treat for everyone and also a little challenge for myself! have fun reading and please read the warnings before you dive in!

⚠️TIME TO BEREAL⚠️

PROFILES ONE | TWO | THREE just posted late !

NOTIFICATIONS !

one. you’re my reason to live and nut.

two. get YN a jersey mike sub 😟

three. sexual immorality is not cool 🙏🏻

four. small hiatus until further notice

© 𝐘𝐀𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐓. do not, in any way steal, plagiarize , or repost any of my works. any translations and modifications are not tolerated.

[sabine-smitten-obviously]

And now i want to find myself a haunted cottage ... to find the love of my life ❤️

I just started this wonderfull gem yesterday and finished this morning. And i am so reluctant to part with it that i even consider to reread it immediately.

So if you are into Good Omens, like Human AU and searching for a kind of different plot - here are my thoughts on a wonderful fanfic from @commodorecliche !

😃 Whats it about?

Aziraphale buys a little cottage and finds some books in it, written by A.J. Crowley. Oh - and there is a ghost in the house! You will never guess who that might be ... But what might sound cheesy really is not. I so loved the authors notes that i will throw them in here:

This is a ghost story. This is a story about the remnants of ourselves we leave behind. This is a story about life and about all the things that cannot be hidden, even after we die. This is a story about finding comfort in another creature, despite the dimensional divide that might stand between us. This is a ghost story. This is a love story.

And that it is. The notes say it all!

{There are minor spoilers ahead - i tried to collect my thoughts without giving too much away, but pls only go on if you are ok with that! }

What i absolutely adore in this wunderful piece:

🤍It is a tale of love told from Aziraphale´s point of view only. Being a ghost story i had goose bumps several times during the first chapters. Nothing too scary, but quite exciting! It also has a bit of angst in it, but mostly it is deeply loving and what hurts is the fact that - well - Crowley is a ghost and Aziraphale is human. There is a natural limit to their connection. I dont want to tell more because i dont want to spoil the story. You should definitely mind the tags before you start reading!

❤️ It is a human AU but takes on a very different plot with Crowley being a ghost. So somehow this is so far unique to me in the GO-universe, where most human AU tend to put them both in the same place - be it rockstars, book sellers, teachers and parents and so on.

🤍Having a ghost and a human falling in love with each other - oh it is so sweet but also ... tragic? Having someone to love without being ever able to touch him? To barely feel him? Crowley is so well written, he is merely an essence - there and at the same time not.

🩶What i really enjoyed is that you will know every character but most of the stereotypes are left out. Anathema is not psychic (or at least it isnt mentionned) for example. There is no bickering between Aziraphale and Crowley. No sentences or dialogues from GO thrown back to the reader. Still everything blends together so well.

🖤 Oh and i loved this fact: Crowley is a writer! Crowley is the one with the words !!! and for once there is no stumbling, no "ngk", no "fuck" no nothing. Most of human AU leave Crowley with "clever hands" but words not so fluently ... (A fact that kind of surprises me often because i am not so sure every Shakespearean Text is really Shakespeare ... right? ;-))

❤️Aziraphale is happy with his body - this is something i deeply appreciate. I have read roundabout 60 fanfics so far and in most human AU his thoughts about himself can be rather derogatory.

🖤Crowley is not the one begging Aziraphale to stay or be together with him - also a quite common theme in GO-fanfics. I absolutely love that!!

I kind of realise now that me writing reviews is my way of parting with a story that particularly got to my heart. This one is truly beautiful for several reasons and i had everything from goosebumps to laughter to angst to heartache to relief to sadness. It ends well, if it is happy is really only your choice. ❤️

This story made me finally set up a "re-read-list" and i absolutely recommend it, if you´re in for a bit of heartache, a different plot and a different version of a "and they life happy ever after". It is a quiet, lovable and aching book, well balanced and still easy to read.

ps: I thought a lot about it, could i do it? Could i fall in love with a ghost? I would like to think of myself as having stayed in the house but probably i would have run. If i had come past this first angst and built a connection - would i have been able to? Would it have been enough to simply love? To have an ethereal connection and know you are not alone but ... no friends to share with, to be grounded to the house, no picnics, no touch? What are your thoughts on this?

pps: if you have read this one, pls come here and scream and cry with me in the comments!!! I dont want to tell too much here but there are scenes in the book that i would love to romp on in the comments!!

[thegamingcatmom]

I have a question! A few maybe? Depends how much I yap lol!

Okay so will we ever get a chance to see mc interact with the Cullens—including bella? I would like to see how she reacts to a completely different family of vampires, especially since she doesn’t know what they are.

And speaking of not known what they are, will she ever get a chance to find out? If so how would she react?! Im honestly so excited to see more, ever since I began reading I’ve been frothing at the mouth and checking your page daily(sorry if that sounds crazy)

I would really like to see how she would interact with each Cullen, especially Rosalie—how would Rosalie feel meeting another so called human pet:0

I also feel like her and Esme would get along perfectly, kind of like how Carmen is with mc! And Alice too, though her personality may be too much for mc?

Will mc also be inter-grated in personal affairs like family meetings and going to see the Volturi? Since im guessing mc will soon know what they are?

Also theres this tension between mc and tanya, will they ever get a chance to be romantic? If so how would that go for the first time? Since the Denali sisters are experienced with humans will it ever happen?

I think thats all for now! Cant wait to see more, this work is by far the most im invested in!

First of all: I love how lengthy your ask is! And I especially love that it´s allll about what may or may not happen in the deranged universe of The Sisters. Those are my fav kind of asks. THE SPECULATIONS, THE THEORIES. 😭

I do so love fangirling with yall. 🫶❤️‍🔥🫶

Okay so-

You´ll defo get a fat chance to see MC interacting with the Cullens - that includes Bella ofc. In fact, there´s a reason I put them in the tags of my story early on, even though their first appearance won´t be until much later.

The Cullens will play a rather big part in all of it, as MC meeting them will probs set some things in motion that may or may not impact the dynamic between her and her forced-found family (the Denalis). You´re absolutely correct that she has no idea another "variant" of whatever-they-are exists out there. A variant that she might even come to like because that variant seems somewhat sane, at least.

Their eyes are defo less haunting. That´s already a huge plus in her book...

MC will find out what they are for sure. She´s bound to, at some point. Tanya hasn´t taken her in just for shits and giggles. (Kate begs to differ.) Our coven leader very much plans on having MC stay with her them permanently, and there´s only one way to ensure that. You hearing bells too?

As for how MC´s gonna react when the bomb drops? Good question. 🤔

I will say this though: It´s not necessarily gonna be the Denalis who will spill the beans. 🫘

And can I just say I fucking LOVE that you mentioned Rosalie specifically?? Because yes, yes, yes, my girl will play a rather important part when it comes to MC and the Denalis indeed.

Yall remember THAT convo, right? Ofc you do. It´s the first "real talk" we get between Bella and Rose. It´s where Bella finds out the real reason why Rose seemingly can´t stand her. It´s because she envies her. For having the opportunity at a life she herself longs for. For having the choice.

We all know Rose thinks one´s mortality is something that should be protected at all costs. It should be valued and respected. Not carelessly thrown away like Bella plans on doing.

And you know who else thinks she´d rather stay exactly the way she is, pls and ty?

MC.

Girl wants no part of that...whatever-they-are. Those things are the reason she´s stuck in this dilemma in the first place. Why would she wanna become something she despises?

And you know who else despises what she´s become?

Rosalie.

Rose firmly believes Bella´s choosing wrong.

Well, how do you think Rose would react if someone chose right instead?

I guess the main difference between Bella and MC is that Bella's a willing human pet. 😏

My heart melts just thinking about it.

Esme is basically the (lot) less unhinged version of Carmen, so ofc she´d go full Momma on MC. Making her food (just look at that gif, I mean-), fluffing up her pillow, taking care of her when she isn´t feeling well and just-

ASFKASJFAKSDFN.

Can you imagine Carmen and Esme combined?? I don´t think our hearts could handle it (jk, they won´t have another choice cause I very much plan on combining Carmen and Esme and letting them loose on MC muahaha). It´d be a constant back and forth of-

"Are you hungry, dear?"

"Your feet are not too cold, are they, mi amor?"

"Do you need me to wash those, honey?"

"Leave the poor thing alone."

"She is sleeping."

As for Alice-

I mean-

She´s...wild. But not in the deranged way MC will have no choice but to become used to (courtesy of her forced-found family). She has an energy that makes you feel like you´re talking to a kid on a sugar rush, lmao. But that's an energy MC can deal with I reckon. It might even be something she welcomes after everything else she's been through.

Alice might be a lil weirdo who takes fashion much too seriously, but there's an undeniable joy to her that's kind of infectious. I imagine MC would much rather deal with a bit of weirdness (which probs includes serving as a Barbie for Alice to dress up) than a whole ton of...whatever it is that's not quite right with her kidnappers. 🙃

Tbh: I don't plan for MC to find out about vampires until much later. There's a few things I got in mind for how and when she finds out, and I did say it's not necessarily gonna be the Denalis who will tell the tale.

The Volturi will be involved in one way or another, I´m sure. My mind hasn´t made it that far yet though, because we gotta get MC settled in first. We also gotta tame Irina first before any other vampires (besides the Denalis) can be introduced to our girl. I need MC to be in a position where ALL members of the family are somewhat willing to go the extra mile to keep her with them safe. Whether that be for personal reasons or because your sister went all coven leader on you...

As for being involved in family affairs/meetings:

Hmm, I haven´t thought about that yet. I mean, they´re vampires. They could discuss matters with her in the next room and she would be none the wiser because they can speak at a volume that’s only audible to them due to their heightened hearing. If they don´t want her included in something, she won´t be.

On the other hand...

Seeing how Tanya has already signed the adoption papers (so to speak), I can also very much see her being adamant on MC being included in family matters from now on. She´s the leader, and while she accepts and welcomes her coven members´ opinions, she can be rather stubborn when she´s set her mind on something (or someone).

Much to the annoyance of Irina. Girl´s gonna hit her breaking point sooner rather than later. 💀

There´s tension alright but not nearly enough if you ask Tanya and there´s a reason for that:

Ofc she´s gonna be romantically involved with MC.

So will Kate.

So will Irina.

That´s why I put it in the tags. 😅

However, and I cannot stress this enough, it´s a slow burn. Very slow. With lots of suffering for everyone involved. Why? Cause I like em working for it. 🙃

I´ve made a similar post quite a while ago where I kinda explained the main directive of The Sisters. While falling in love is ofc part of it, it´s not the focus of my story. It´s more about staying true to yourself despite the challenges you face, and about becoming the best version of yourself. Finding love can help a great deal with that, but in the end, it´s up to you to face your demons. Where there´s a will, there´s a way.

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As for the Denali sisters being experienced with humans:

Yes and no, lol. They´re more experienced than most of their kind for sure, seeing how sleeping around is pretty much all they've been doing for the past century. Besides feeding, ofc. Sometimes they do both at once, and there's the catch-

Getting their fill is all they care about, really. Whether that be related to feeding or...other things. There's never been a situation for them where they felt like they had to be extra careful with their victims flings, simply because they.don't.care. If they make it out alive at the end, good for them. If not, well that's that. There's more where they came from. No biggie. 🤷‍♀️

They have exceptional control over their bloodlust, it has to be said. But that doesn't mean they're gonna overexert themselves with it. Shit happens, so to speak. 🙃

...Enter MC-

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Thanks so much for your ask and for letting me know how excited you are to read more! (Crazy is the highest form of flattery, imo. 😌)

Your ask has made me excited as well actually, lmao. With that said:

Have a great day and cya at Chapter 4! 💋

[authorred]

Break Me, Make Me Yours | Sub!Spencer Reid x Dom!Fem!Reader | |PART 1|

Preface: After some time away from each other due to your jobs, Spencer has ‘lost his touch’ in the bedroom. Now, it’s up to you to retrain him, and to reestablish where exactly he stands: below you.

ABSOLUTE SUBMISSIVE SPENCER--THE MOST SUBMISSIVE--BUCKLE THE FUCK UP

This will definitely be NSFW (18+) so minors DNI (do not interact). Unless you do, which in that case I refuse to be held responsible for the content you consume.

Part 2: Coming eventually

Warning(s): NSFW

NSFW TAGS: Mommy kink, breeding kink, training, degradation, orgasm control, D/s, slight tit fixation, m&f receiving/giving, choking, missionary, cowgirl, hair pulling, spitting, marking/claiming, bondage, light slapping, begging, finger sucking, deep throating (fingers and strap), semi-rough, sensual, crying (lightly), strap-sucking, cockwarming (mouth to strap), gagging

“Y/n. . . Y/n please. . .”

“Hush,” you chide softly. “It’s been weeks since we’ve gotten time for this. I’ll take my time with you.”

“Please, please, please. . .” He whimpers softly, “I want to--. . . I need to cum. It’s been so long.”

“You can wait a little longer,” you coo, shrugging off your shirt. 

Spencer’s eyes light up at the sight of your body, tongue briskly licking his lips in anticipation. “Y/n--”

“Ah,” you click your tongue, walking up to the bed. You stand still to admire him, kneeling on the bed at your disposal. Shirtless, with his arms bound behind his back, and cotton ropes tying his wrists for extra security. 

Spencer leans forward to try to goad you to touch him, but you step back; he whines. “The time away from each other has clearly made you forget some things.” You reach out and grab his face, digging your fingers into his defined cheeks. His mouth opens automatically from the grasp, and he stares at you with wide, puppy dog eyes. “When we’re like this, what am I?” You soften your grip to let him talk.

He swallows and almost breaks eye contact but manages to maintain it. “Mom. . . mommy.”

You give a soft smile and gently stroke his cheek. “Use it in a sentence.”

Red begins to bloom across his face, both from his arousal and from the orders. “Pl. . . please let me cum, mommy.”

“That’s a good boy,” you say softly, running your thumb across his bottom lip. His mouth opens a little bit, a silent sign to stick it in his mouth. “You want to suck on mommy’s finger?”

He nods his head vigorously.

“Use your words.”

“Yes, mommy. Please let me suck on your thumb. Please.”

You slide your thumb between his lips and press it down on his tongue, which earns you a soft whine from him. “I don’t see any sucking happening.”

With a small whimper, his eyes close when his mouth does, and he swirls his tongue around your thumb, nudging it to try to get it to play with it. You push your thumb farther into his mouth and he takes it, letting it glide close to the back of his mouth.

“Look at me.”

He forces his eyes open and starts to bob his head, opening his mouth to show you how he licks and laps at your thumb. 

You watch him unwaveringly, eyes growing darker and darker with each whine and whimper that leaves his beautiful, perfect mouth. After a minute of thumb sucking, you remove it from his mouth and hold out your pointer and middle finger. “Choke on them.”

Glancing down at them, he reaches up and takes them into his mouth. He sucks them at first, licking his tongue between them. 

You grab the back of his head and push your fingers to the back of his throat.

He gags on them, body jerking and flinching from the reflex, but you hold him there.

“I told you to choke on them, not suck. Your ability to follow concise orders has also regressed.” You hold him there for a few more seconds before swiftly pulling them out of his mouth.

He coughs lightly, saliva coating his lips in a shiny layer that he quickly licks and swallows away. “I’m. . . I’m sorry. . . I’m sorry mommy.”

You wipe your fingers on your pants and watch him splutter for breath. “We have a lot of work to do, my sweet baby boy.” You softly lift his chin so he can look at you. “Are you sure you’re up for it?”

He nods frantically.

“Verbal answer.”

“Yes, please mommy. I can handle it.”

You hum in thought. “We’ll see.”

~ Grabbing a fistful of his hair, you pull him off of the bed and onto the floor where he kneels at your feet immediately. He grunts softly at the harsh pull but doesn’t protest nor resist you. When you let go of him, he automatically looks up to your eyes.

You tighten the harnesses that are wrapped around your thighs and waist. “I’m not going to help you. You won’t have your hands, either. Follow my orders like a good boy, and I’ll reward you.”

He nods.

You raise your brows at him.

“Yes, mommy,” he quickly says. “I’ll be good.”

You adjust your stance and clasp your hands behind your back. “Lick it, no sucking.”

Spencer leans forward and drags his tongue the full length of the bottom of the strap, closing his eyes to focus. It’s tempting for him to put the tip in his mouth--especially when he can feel it pressing against his lips--but he refrains. He opens his eyes to look up at you, to see if you approve of what he’s doing. Your expression remains neutral, and his profiler instincts are fighting against his headspace to try to decipher what it is you’re thinking. He needs to know.

And you know. “Close your eyes. Stop looking for my approval. I’ll give it when you’ve done a satisfactory job.” You can almost see him relax when his eyes close again, and he licks at your strap like his life depends on it. You can see it’s a little awkward for him. The strap is moving a lot and it’s hard to stabilize it with only his tongue. He’s struggling, and you know it. You love it.

“Cockwarm it.”

His brows furrow, and his eyes open briefly to see where it is before taking it fully in his mouth. A few seconds pass and he still is attempting to have it sit comfortably in his mouth.

“You having trouble?”

He hums a ‘no’, but it comes out as an incomprehensible noise. He seems to have been somewhat provoked by the question because he pushes his head all the way down onto your strap. His lips are at the base.

You hum in mild approval and remain silent. You can hear his breathing stagger and him attempting to control it, and not choke on the building saliva. He doesn’t have a super reactive gag-reflex, but with the strap as far down in his throat as it is, it definitely is active.

You remain silent and he doesn’t protest nor show signs of pulling off. He stays there like a good boy warming your cock with his mouth. 

After a few dozen seconds, his eyes open to risk a peek at you. When he sees your pointed stare, he closes them again and pushes his head even farther onto your strap as recompense. Subsequently, gargles and staggered breaths begin to leave him, but he stays put despite it. 

Your body tingles at the sound of Spencer gagging. A minute and twenty seconds have passed. “Ten more seconds.” You pause briefly, “Gag even more. I want you to be crying.”

With a muffled whine, he pushes forward to the point where his nose is almost pressed against your pelvis. The choking worsens and his entire body is jerking from the reflex. Tears force themselves out of his eyes and stream down his cheeks, eventually mixing with the drool that’s dripping down his chin.

“. . . pull off.”

Spencer pulls away in a second, coughing over his breath and attempting to keep himself composed enough to not warrant reprimand or punishment. He sniffs and swallows the saliva that trickled down his chin during the time, coughing up any spit that snuck its way down his trachea.

You lean down to grab his face, gently wiping the wetness with your thumb. “Look at me.”

He looks at you immediately, eyes red and swollen. He squints because of the blurriness from the tears, but he utters no sound. 

You listen to him pant for a few seconds before slowly leaning down and kissing him softly. He reciprocates eagerly and gratefully, wanting to deepen the kiss almost as soon as he realizes. You pull away before he can, and he whines softly in response.

“Good boy,” you coo. “You did so well for mommy. Look how pretty you are.” You cradle his face, smearing his drool and tears across his skin.

“Thank you, mommy,” he whimpers. “I love you.”

“I love you too, my sweet boy.” 

His pupils blow up.

“One lesson and then I’ll give my good boy a reward, okay?”

He nods obediently, and then quickly goes to open his mouth, “Yes, mommy. Okay.”

~ You wrap your hand around his throat and force him up to walk backwards. His lets out a few grunts from the grip but doesn’t protest. When the back of his knees hit the mattress, he sits.

“Spread your legs.”

His legs open as wide as they can, and you position yourself in between them. You tug at his belt and slowly begin to unhook it. “I know you’re not exactly a fan of degradation, but I can’t help but think about how pretty of a whore you are for me. With your legs spread like a seasoned slut. But you’re not a slut: you’re my good boy. Good boys don’t do things like that, do they?” You lean forward to come nose-to-nose with him, and he swallows when he makes eye contact.

“No, mommy. . . I don’t.” It’s a desperate, raspy whisper. “Only for you.”

“Only for me?”

“Only for you. I’ll spread my legs like. . . like a whore only for you.”

You grin when you kiss him, accidentally hitting your teeth against his. He breathes heavily into it, and you swipe your tongue across the roof of his mouth. He opens it wider, allowing you to practically shove your tongue fully inside. He whines and screws his eyes tight, spikes of excitement shooting down his spine to his groin. Feeling your tongue ravish the inside of his mouth unhinged was a feeling he’d never get used to, nor would he ever refuse it.

You pull away and attack his throat with kisses and bites. You can feel the bob of his adams apple when he swallows, and you make sure to kiss it before moving down farther. You fully undo his belt and pull it from the loops, throwing it carelessly to the side. 

“Stand.”

He rises to his feet, and you pull down both his pants and boxers.

“Mommy, please. . .”

“Shh,” you shush gently. “Patience. Just for a little bit more.” You help him step out of his clothes and toss them to the side as well. “Sit.”

He sits down like an obedient dog.

You crouch between his legs and look up at him, his erection a clear obstruction in your view. You can see and hear his breathing becoming quicker, anticipation and excitement twisting his stomach into a knot. You do nothing. You don’t move. You don’t say anything. You just stare at him with a neutral expression.

Spencer has an inkling of an idea of what you’re looking for. “Please, mommy,” he begins to beg. “Please, please. . . please make me feel good. Please, I want you to make me cum. Please. Please let me have mommy’s mouth on me.”

“My mouth?” You repeat with a raise of a brow and quirk of your lips. “You’re asking me to suck you off?”

His eyes widen. “I. . . I’m sorry. I’m sorry, you don’t--I got carried away. I’m sorry, mommy. Please forgive me. I’m sorry.”

You chuckle at seeing him beg. “Your eyes have such a pathetic look in them, my sweet boy. It’s almost cute.”

He whimpers again.

“You’re pathetic for mommy, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am--I’m pathetic for mommy, I am--please--make your pathetic boy feel good, I’m begging you.”

“I hear,” you hum. “It’s nice. It’s lovely, actually. And since you seem to be so agreeable, I’ll give you a small reward for it.” You lightly drag your finger up the underside of his dick and he twitches. 

“Please. . .”

Without breaking eye contact you lean forward and slowly take him into your mouth. He cries out and tugs against the binds, legs almost closing around your head, but he forces them open. With slow but deep strokes you take him centimeter by centimeter. Each bob of your head earns you a louder and longer whine. “Mommy” falls from his mouth every two seconds along with pleads that don’t include anything specific. He doesn’t know what it is he’s begging for exactly, but he’s begging for something.

When you fit more than half of him inside your mouth you speed up, readjusting yourself so you’re resting comfortably on your haunches. His moans and gasps and pants also intensify, analogous to your mouth. Soft curses fall from his mouth and that’s when you know his sensitivity is reaching the peak. 

You pull off of him and quickly replace your mouth with your hand, stroking him at a moderate pace. 

Spencer’s head tilts back and he moans, sweat beginning to accumulate on his neck and chest. “Please, mommy, please. . .”

“What’re you begging for?” You ask curiously. “I never told you to beg for anything yet.”

“I’m sorry, please, I’m sorry. . . I’m sorry, it feels--you feel so good, mommy.” He lowers his head to look at you, hips beginning to writhe in place.

“You want to cum, don’t you?”

He nods. “Yes--yes, I--I do, please. . . please let me cum.”

You hum in deliberation. You speed your stroking up and he cries out praises, breathes coming out in heaves and staggers. You watch him closely, eyes staring at his face as if you’re examining him. You can feel his dick getting harder than before, precum dripping from the tip. You use that as slight lubrication for your hand.

Spencer pulls his mind out of the pleasure of your hand enough to remember what he’s supposed to do. “Can--can I cum, mommy? Please? Can I cum?”

“No,” you reply immediately. “Don’t cum.”

He bites his lip and whines, body tensing in a feeble attempt to keep his orgasm at bay. 

You don’t slow your hand, nor do you repeat your order. You mentally begin to count the seconds in your head. Eight has passed.

“Mommy, please!”

You say nothing. Eleven has passed.

His hips jerk and twist, body writhing from your touch. His moans come out as light sobs, eyes closed, and face scrunched up in restricted pleasure. Fourteen has passed.

His eyes tear up and he tries to move back from your grasp with a long whine, but you move with him, forcing him to be subjected to your hand. Sixteen has passed.

A low whine of ‘mommy’ leaves him again, and his body bows. He rests his forehead against yours and stutters quiet, weak begs. Twenty has passed.

“Cum.”

He lets out a short scream. You feel his dick pulse, but you keep your eyes on his expression. He gasps and moans against your mouth. His body slowly begins to relax after a seven-second-long orgasm. His hips stutter and jerk when you stroke him slowly and cease when you pull away. He finally opens his eyes and stares at you, ‘thank you’’s leaving his lips like a prayer, like worship. He leans against you, and you push back to keep him from tumbling off the bed.

“Good boy,” you soothe, peppering kisses across his face. “You did so well, baby boy. I’m so proud of you.” You reach up to hug him tightly. He’s unable to hug back, but he presses his face into the junction of your shoulder, still thanking you repeatedly. He’s trembling and you smile to yourself when you feel it.

You stay there for a little, allowing Spencer to calm down a little from the orgasm. You can hear him sniff a few times, but you know he’s okay. When you pull away, you cradle his face. “You did so good,” you praise gently. “You’re such a good boy for not cumming.”

He smiles giddily. “Thank you, mommy.”

You smile back and nuzzle your noses together. “Would you like your reward now?”

His eyes light up. “Yes. Please, mommy.”

[sugar-omi]

Hi! Your writing and our life content are amazing!! Could you please write some NSFW for Derek with a top male reader? Maybe this can continue the raw sex trend?? 👀 Thank you regardless, your work is amazing and impeccable!

the way i got so excited for this ask <3<3<3 also just a psa for everyone else : i'll write another version w afab reader later, as all of these will get another ver for male/amab readers (this has always been the plan, not just bc of this ask🥰) and hopefully a full and sensible drabble instead of me being all over the place <33

tags : NSFW, amab reader, ok for masc/nb readers (no pronouns), top reader, prbly ooc derek

synopsis : raw sex with derek

derek is such a darling to have under you

he's all flustered, finding it a bit embarrassing how you can have him under you like this, especially since he's become so tall and buff

oh his moans are so cute!!

begs for you to move on and please fuck him already

"please.. put it in y/n..."

when you finally sink into him, without a condom blocking the heat from your bodies

derek feels like he could sob

between the way you're on top of him, with that coy smirk on your face from the way derek is flushed and expressive to your touch and more importantly how he reacts to your cock

starts rocking back and meeting your thrusts

please make him cum multiple times this way, make him stroke his own cock and suck marks all over his sweet neck

maybe fuck him slowly first, grind your hips into him before you ravish him <3

"hahh.. i don't think i can cum anymore..."

doesn't matter if he's on top of you or under you, his reaction is the same

although...

if he's on top of you, he'll hold down your wrists and move on your cock however he pleases which is so cute of him

doesn't matter if you break free and try to control the pace, he will start bouncing faster no matter what

"you're going too slow, let me take over.."

"oh fuck! ah-ah-ahhh, s-slow down!"

"i'm gonna cum again! y/n!"

(punish him pls <3)

[ladysomething]

hi hunnnnn. I have 3 things, maybe 4

1. what in the everloving fuck is chubes. I've been wreckling my mind for days because I for the love of the ch words cannot understand what it means.

2. do you have the list of the pro-anti omega drivers that another anon did? just wondering. I wanna read it out of curiosity.

3. anon (s?) with the top Charles fright. I feel you. and before you, my dear Mads (I didn't even know that was your name, so, hi Mads), try to convert me, I myself already tried. it work out like shit because now I have PTSD. I kinda tried to look it up but my knowlegde of how to use ao3 is nonexistent at worst and laughable at best so I kinda ended up in a Voltron with Charles Dickens as the name fic. just kinda. it was something. and then when I deciphered the tags I started reading Yours. and don't get me wrong. it's great, my love to the author. but in my mind fic Charles is just the biggest twink ever and it must remain as such. regardless of where. but y'all do yourselves

4. I was just wondering if in the future you would be open to make some Max POV's from past moments. what I want to say is that I really wanna know what went throw Max’s mind when he hear Fred speak about the bruises. but I mean it like. when you've finished WYGIG obviously.

+1. I have storted things out about myself with this fic. have you seen that funny ao3 wrapped post? the one that's like spotify wrapped but ao3 and goes something like you get a fav author, and then you stalk them, see they are into some weird shit and now you're into that too? that's me with breeding kink. I'm a different person now than I was before starting this fic. (thanks)

+2 anon that wanted to draw them, please I beg you do it. I wanna see some fanarts 😽

so obviously I did 6 things. wow

ok I'll go one by one!!!!

lmao I forget that people aren't like. seeing everything like I'm seeing everything hahaha. but basically the other day the forum was discussing what Charles would do if he got pregnant accidentally, and then somebody suggested Max get a vasectomy, and somebody else said "You can never trust a man, Charles should get his chubes tied." so chubes = Charles tubes. NOT pubes, in case that was an option you came up with hahah

I don't have it on hand, I'm sorry! but I THINK what I told people was Lewis is outwardly pro omega, we'd already discussed Daniel would be pro omega (I think???), Lando was in the publicly staying out of category (but has now been revealed to have nefarious intentions), and George would be completely anti-omega just for funsies.

look I'll ignore what is obviously a very underdeveloped palette from you to address the REAL issue here: how did you end up at a fic with Charles Dickens?????????? pls message me and I can give you a crash course on how to use ao3, because a beautiful world awaits you my friend.

hm well, I probably won't go over it COMPLETELY, but there are some insights into previous Charles chapters when we finally get back to a Max POV.

+ 1. I'll be honest, that was my reaction the first time I read a fic with breeding kink. I was like "oh. this is really something I've learnt about myself huh."

+ 2. SAME!!!! Many big loves to anybody willing to draw Max fucking Charles into oblivion while telling him he wants to get him pregnant. (jk ... but also ... 👀👀)

[spacenintendogs]

3 10 16or 17 for the httyd asks!!

3. Did you play School of Dragon? If so, what dragon(s) did you have?

i tried back in 2018 but my laptop couldn't handle it. i never got past the tutorial with toothless and immediately uninstalled it and then was still devastated when they shut it down :')

10. What are your favourite songs from the soundtracks?

the big 3: forbidden friendship, test drive, and romantic flight.

see you tomorrow is a BANGER

all of the jonsi songs!!

once there were dragons is also so good... listened to that on repeat after i saw the hidden world in 2019

16. What is your favourite plot arc?

edit: i realized this said plot arc and astrid's character arc doesn't rlly count but for plot arc: hiccup & snotlout's arc of learning to respect each other more in riders/defenders of berk. basically the screaming death arc!!

astrid's in the first movie... it's near perfect and her role in the story is so vital bc her mind being changed makes stoick's mind being changed so much more believable. astrid's arc is such an interesting throughline to see the movie through. astrid being the most viking like of the teens and taking everything so seriously only to decide to give hiccup a chance (yes she was hanging off a tree rlly high off the ground and then only apologized bc toothless was whipping her around as payback for her attitude lol) but once toothless calms down that's when astrid rlly sits back and gives toothless & hiccup a chance & you just. see her relaxed for the first time in the movie and smiling so wide and it's SOOOOOOO. i love her so much.

17. Do you read or write HTTYD fanfic? If so, give some recommendations!

i do both!!

for reading, i haven't done a lot & i am kinda particular abt what i read (i heed tags & stuff seriously!! they're there for a reason!!) but!! from recent memory & my bookmarks

promises, promises is by @artinandwritin and it's abt her httyd ocs and @beebooca's oc set post the hidden world (except the dragons are still there!!) and it's such a fun exploration of the effect things can have on oc characters based on what happens to the canon characters they're connected to!! it's very good (and i am honored to have helped beta read :'))

translations by @bignostalgias is a hijack fic where jack frost ends up on berk after following silver dream sand (and ends up becoming "alive" again) and there's the whole thing where he's confused abt how berk exists and seems to be behind modern day and dragons exist. everything is so thought out and carefully put together and i just can not wait for more!!

frowny kisses by @tysonrunningfox bc my snotstrid loving ass adores those losers so much and op has got them DOWN!! the original snotstrid person fr fr i am begging y'all to pls check out their stuff!!!!!!!!!

also fics by @eemoo1o-tfrmoo & @kolasharkattack are also rlly rlly good!!!!!!

and yea i write fics lol but i go through spurts of YEAH UPDATE LET'S GO WOO and then quickly losing steam & updates come rarely even tho they take up so much space in my brain bc writing hard :')

the summer snotlout jorgenson got laid is tied to my modern au & it's abt the brief period astrid & snotlout decided to try dating & obv they break up but hey. unrestrained summer fun :)

burn is a series following astrid & snotlout's friendship. there's only 2 fics rn but windburn is complete and heartburn is a work in progress. i have a few fics for series stewing around in my brain as well but!! yea!!

then there's the calm dragon nip provides which is basically my fishlout smokes weed fic and it's not even a year old yet & tbh i'm not happy with it at all but i don't regret it enough to delete it. u can read it if u wish but i'm not proud of it. c'est la vie.

and those are my most recent fics!! and then my docs are just. full of incomplete bullshit lol <3 ty!!

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

TROPHY TROPHY TROPHY CH 2 pls :) - Flash anon

YES YES YES THANK YOU FLASH ANON!!! And tagging @practically-an-x-man @fezwearingjellybananas and @shrinkthisviolet who asked for this as well!

Dear gods this got so long; putting it under a cut.

Not again. When the blue lightning reappeared; Zoom had Joe in a headlock not even ten feet from him. Not again. “Zoom— Jay—“ 

You probably noticed the repeating 'not again' s before Joe died; this is of course because Zoom killed Barry's dad a week ago and he's about to lose his other father figure :) . So 'not again' was just some narrative haunting and a way to reference that without making it too on-the-nose. I think it worked well. Barry also calls Zoom 'Jay' as he did with Henry's death in an attempt to appeal to his humanity (but that may just be a headcanon of mine).

“No, I don’t have to.” Barry looked to Zoom with a speck of hope. “When we first met as Zoom and The Flash; you asked me what I wanted from you.” Apprehension built with each word. “I told you: everything.” Fear gripped his heart as that hope crumbled to dust. 

Yes indeed, I repurposed the 'everything' line from Enter Zoom for my own evil deeds. It's obvious at this point but right now Barry is desperate. He's too injured too even move, let alone save Joe; so when Zoom says that first line, he's hoping against all odds and reason that Zoom may choose to spare Joe. But of course.

“Then kill me !” His voice blended to desperation around the final word.

I took a lot of inspiration from Henry's death scene for how Barry would act with Joe's. And of course he's going to beg for Zoom to kill him instead because 1. he's always going to sacrifice himself for others (as we see in chapter 1 when he really does try) and 2. he cannot lose anyone else; especially right now and oh boy...

“Barr, Barr look at me.” In that moment, he did as Joe asked, tears in both of their eyes as they locked gazes. “It’s gonna be ok, son. You’re going to be ok.” Barry shook his head. “Tell Iris—” Joe stared past him, towards the team. “—And Wally, tell them I love them, and that they can get through this. All of you will.” His voice trembled but Joe was resolute. 

This hurt me. I knew there was a few things to accomplish with Joe's last words and I think I hit all of them. First off, his priority was to comfort Barry as best he could, tell him he'll get through this but there's another layer to that. This entire fic came from a line in the season 2 finale that Zoom says to Joe while they're in Zoom's lair: "You know what's gonna be great, Detective? After I beat Barry in the race and prove that I'm the fastest man alive on any Earth, he's gonna rot in a cage just like the one Jay's in now." Since Joe knows what's going to happen to Barry (and I hc that Zoom told him a bit more in this universe) ; he's not just reassuring Barry that he'll get through him dying, but that he'll get through whatever happens next. And in turn; Joe is also telling himself that Barry can get out of Zoom's plan for him; that he'll be ok. And of course; he doesn't think Zoom's going to kill anyone else....

Barry didn’t respond, couldn’t respond— instead speaking again to Zoom. “Please don’t do this. Jay, please, please—” An attempt to get to his feet sent him crashing into the concrete and his eyes closed for a millisecond in pain before darting back up. “I’ll do whatever you want, just let him go.” 

One last desperate attempt; Barry tries to sell his soul to save Joe. He really doesn't care what happens to himself in this situation and I think this was a good way to emphasize that. Also; wouldn't that be an interesting AU if Zoom took him up on that offer?

The world stopped. Barry’s scream was the only sound in existence as Joe fell, almost in slow motion. He reached out, straining himself to get to him. “Joe!” Joe seized on the ground and Barry’s shouts increased. A few plea filled seconds; then Joe’s chest rose, fell, and his body stilled. “No, no, Joe!” Cold air entered Barry’s lungs. “Get up—” A crack in his voice. “Joe!” but Joe lay unmoving, glazed eyes toward the night sky. “No, no, not again—” not again, not again— 

After rewatching Henry's death, I discovered he didn't die right away and had an almost-seizure on the ground for a few seconds first. Since Joe died the same way (Zoom's an asshole for that and it was very intentional); that carried over nicely. Oh man, poor Barry; a few of these lines are taken directly from Henry's death and I think they worked well. Also-- did you notice the callback to the first scene of chapter 1? " Cold air entered Barry’s lungs. " I will abuse temperature symbolism till the day I die and you will see it again.

“I don’t think you realized, Barry—” That voice cut through his pain and he tore his eyes away from Joe, to Zoom, who was grinning over his fallen form. “Just how much you have to lose.”

Some of my favorite Zoom characterization from this, actually. Zoom is having a great time, everyone Barry loves is right here; metaphorically lined up for slaughter. Barry has so much and To Zoom (in this AU at least), it just gives him more to take. I've thought about this a lot actually; Zoom doesn't care about anyone. Caitlin briefly, but as we've seen in this and canon; not enough. He doesn't have anyone in his life because he just sees that kind of attachment as a weakness. (I could probably poke around and figure out where this connects to his childhood trauma but I'd need more braincells for that. Either way; that's just my interpretation.) So he sees Barry with all of these people he cares about so much-- and is just amused because Barry doesn't see it.

Iris struggled in Zoom’s hold, crying and trying to reach her father. “Dad! Dad no! Barry—” She finally whirled to him and he couldn’t find words.

So; the order of deaths. Tbh, this was the order in draft 1 and I didn't really want to change it BUT there is another reason. Joe was killed first because he's the one Zoom initially threatened so it seemed fitting; plus I didn't want to make him watch Iris die. I'm not a monster. Iris on the other hand... well, in the first draft she ran after Joe when Zoom took him so she was already nearby (changed this for a couple reasons). But in this draft the reason more boils down to killing the people closest to Barry. Start with his Henry; his last biological family member, then the people he grew up with, then his friends. And this also worked well with my method for this chapter. The intent was to give both Barry and the readers less and less time to process after each death; so Iris with the second most time seemed fitting.

“Iris— I’m sorry, I’m sorry—” Barry made eye contact with Zoom, desperate. “Please don’t hurt her, Jay please—” His eyes darted between Zoom, Iris, and Joe rapidly; tears still falling. “I’m begging you, please. Please, don’t do this.” Iris struggled more but Zoom’s hold on her was stronger. “Kill me instead!” Forcing her to face him, Zoom placed his hands on either side of Iris’ head as Barry shook his own. “Jay! Don’t! Please!” He made the mistake of meeting Iris’ terrified gaze. “Iris—” He couldn’t lose her. He couldn’t. 

For Iris' death; I rewatched her death in 3x22 a bunch of times and took inspiration from that. A lot of the Barry dialogue was quite similar to when Joe/Henry died; something I noticed is that those canon scenes actually did have some overlap. And oh man, poor Barry.

My thought with how Iris acted in this scene is that she's kind of in that grief shock; similar to when she didn't want to leave Eddie even when the singularity is getting rapidly stronger right next to them. By the time she processes the danger; it's too late.

“Iris?” She stilled immediately at Zoom’s feet, landing with the back of her head facing Barry. “Iris, Iris please look at me, please?” She’s not dead, she can’t be— “Iris!” But she didn’t move. Pressure built in his heaving chest, suffocating him. “Iris!” Tears fell with new meaning.  Zoom, hand dripping blood, crouched into his blurred vision and Barry’s shaking fists clenched as he pushed himself up. The smirking face of their killer replaced grief with pure, unfiltered fury. 

I knew Barry's reaction to be different enough from Joe's death and I think this worked really well (I tear up everytime). Really wanted to bring in that 'losing your childhood and current best friend AND someone you love' feeling all at once. He's really in that denial stage until he sees Zoom.

Cisco was on the ground and Caitlin kneeled beside him— Cisco was seizing. In his mix of emotions, he almost missed Harry being grabbed and deposited next to Iris and Joe. Barry whirled toward Harry but a scream— Caitlin’s— brought him back around. From a distance, he could make out Caitlin reaching for her left ankle, Zoom standing on it and saying something he couldn’t hear. No— no, this wasn’t happening—

SO. The question no one asked nor needed to know the answer to-- who screamed at the end of chapter 1? Cisco! Let's just say the multiverse being destroyed doesn't feel very great when you have dimensional powers... This part is also when it truly hits Barry that he's going to lose everyone. Zoom moves Harry to where he killed Iris and Joe, and injures Caitlin so she can't get away. And that's where this line comes in

“Jay, come on, please—” Something inside him already knew, knew that he couldn’t save any of his friends— I have to try.

My favorite Flash line; arguably a core of Barry himself; "I have to try". Knew I wanted to use that at some point and I hope this hit right.

And trailing back a second-- for Harry's last words; Jesse is his priority. He wanted to tell Barry that he's gratefully for everything he's done for her, and if Barry lives long enough to see her again; to tell her he loves her. This in part comes from Escape from Earth-2 when Harry tried to sacrifice himself to keep Zoom off Earth-1.

“Let go of me—” Caitlin struggled despite her injury, but to no avail. “Jay please—” 

For Caitlin, I thought it would make sense for her to plead with Zoom, like she has in the show before.

Barry pleaded at the same time. “Jay, stop! Just stop! You’ve done enough!” Hoarse but powerful anger found his voice. Barry looked from Caitlin, to the others, and back to Zoom. “Please, please, please stop—” Zoom fixed him with a wordless stare, his arms moved and Barry already knew what came next. “Caitlin—” The snap echoed in the air for a third time. She fell, to join the others.

This is still Barry, so of course he's still going to plead but in the moments before her death; he's truly lost hope. But again-- he has to try. He can't even find the words to say to her so like Iris; he just says her name before the end.

And gods, the idea to have the bodies just pile up in the same place; probably my most painful of all.

Barry turned, just in time to see the last remnants of a breach vanish— Cisco gone along with it. He’s ok. Even as Zoom zipped to the spot and stared at where his friend had just been, that one thought fueled him. Cisco’s ok.

Ah. So originally; I was just going to kill everyone. But then I thought this would be more fun. Fun fact: I did consider having both Cisco and Iris survive because frankly; they're my favorites. But once I planned more I realized there was only one way for this to go. Plus, Cisco surviving was a matter of chance, in a way. It wasn't "who do I want to live" but "who the fuck could escape" and Cisco happened to have the powers to do so. You'll see how this ends up going...

All his injuries came back into awareness at once, grief charging each one. Caitlin— The back of her head faced him. Her limbs splayed out unnaturally and left foot bent at the wrong angle. Harry— only the top of his head could be seen past Caitlin, leaving Barry a brief, horrible moment to remember a man with his friend’s face. He doubled over but each breath sent a dagger to his rib, the movement josling a broken leg, and fueling a compelling urge to vomit. Iris— Her head had rolled to face him; eyes remained open, horribly blank, and her mouth slightly agape. All wrong — Joe— In a pool of his own blood, positioned the same as before. Grief seeped through everything from the injuries to his mind, where sorrow took over in floods as the weight of his loss finally took its full effect— Until he was left sobbing and gasping on the ground from the sheer pain of it all. 

Oh poor poor Barry. Throughout this chapter, it's been one death onto the next and I've given him hardly anytime to process it-- but in this moment, the dust settles and he just falls apart. It hurts me and will only hurt more as things get worse.

He didn’t notice Zoom appear in front of him, couldn’t even acknowledge the presence of their killer. “And now you’re all mine.” The words had no time to register before a black blur and burst of pain sent him tumbling into darkness. As a last thought in a mind muddled by grief, Barry could only hope it would consume him entirely.

I am in love with this part because it works so perfectly to set up everything that is to come in multiple different ways. I shant say anything else about it because spoilers.

I hope you enjoyed my very very very very long breakdown of the painfest™️! :D

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#5

Author: stifledlaughter (@stifledlaughterao3​)

Fandom: Transformers: Prime

Rating: General

Relationship: Megatron/Optimus Prime

Length: 00:17:40

Summary:

Megatron's head lolled back worryingly. It was so cold, and he was fading so fast.

With nothing else to be had, Optimus fell back on who he was at his core. A lover of stories, memory-keeping, and someone who believed in the strength of tales.

"I'm going to tell you a story, and you're going to listen," he said firmly, grabbing Megatron's shoulders and shaking them. The disgruntled clanking echoed as Megatron grumbled, but didn't protest aloud, which alarmed Optimus more than if he had.

23 notes - Posted May 18, 2022

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Author: eternal_night_owl (@seeker-of-the-stars​)

Fandom: Transformers (G1)

Rating: Teen

Relationship: Starscream/Skyfire

Length: 00:28:56

Summary: Starscream hears that his former friend Skyfire is dating none other than Optimus Prime, and reacts about as well as you would expect

25 notes - Posted April 22, 2022

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Author: redseeker (@redseeker​)

Fandom: Transformers Animated

Rating: General

Relationship: Blitzwing/Bumblebee

Length: 00:16:40

Summary: Bumblebee rushes to Blitzwing's side after the triple-changer is damaged in battle. Carrying on a cross-faction relationship isn't easy, but Bumblebee has a knack for doing things the hard way.

27 notes - Posted May 25, 2022

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I just finished reading The Magic of Cybertron and I know I'm super late but

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964 notes - Posted January 27, 2022

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I posted 4,303 times in 2022

That's 4,303 more posts than 2021!

349 posts created (8%)

3,954 posts reblogged (92%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 2,043 of my posts in 2022

#wifey art recs <3 - 764 posts

#wifey speaks <3 - 236 posts

#wifey recs <3 - 179 posts

#wifey's moots <3 - 119 posts

#g <3 - 108 posts

#prev - 44 posts

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#sapnap my beloved - 36 posts

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#thats why he put on a show when he ran into tommy post prison. he literally herded him back to philza because 1. he didnt want to deal w it

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#5

you just taking care of dream while he is sick

no because ik he'd be so dramatic

he's all sprawled out on your guys' bed, tissues everywhere with an arm draped over his face

he'd groan and peek at you from under his arm and if you didn't respond/react he'll just groan again louder until you pay attention to him

"pay attention to meeee."

"I need to finish this Clay."

"...i don't care, pay attention to meeee."

and he looks at you like this >:(

he'd be such a pouty baby, wanting you to coddle him and give him and only him your attention

"come cuddle with me" he'd pout, giving you puppy dog eyes, holding his arms out to you

"But you're sick."

"What I'm hearing is you don't love me."

You ended up cuddling him

Making him soup

And when you bring it to him he's just 🥺

"thank you baby"

omfg he'd be so stubborn about taking medicine tho

"I can just sleep it off."

"i have an amazing immune system, I'll get over it soon."

"i'll give you a kiss and cuddle you for the rest of the night if you take it."

"...why didn't you just say so?"

overall vv dramatic and clingy when sick but absolutely adorable either way

also pls send me asks for this ask game i'm literally begging you

280 notes - Posted June 28, 2022

#4

Since you’re being active rn love, how do you think Sapnap would react to his gf just sleeping naked cuz it’s hot af and literally can’t sleep any other way. Or straight up just laying on the floor in to his room in just underwear (no bra) because it’s hot.. I’m not projecting ahahahahahahaha

omfgg i love this idea sm and it's okay i was very much writing a self indulgent fic when I saw this lol we love to self-project on this blog (also is there anything i can call you btw? not sure what to refer to you as that's shorter than ur whole user lol)

When Sapnap came home from his quick trip to the store he stored away the rapidly melting ice in the freezer, pulling off his hat and wiping the sweat from his face. It was hotter than fuck outside and even that quick trip to the store for the much needed ice was far too long in the heat for his liking. And unfortunately for all members in the house, the ac was not working, and while Dream was currently working on fixing it, for the moment being, it was sweltering.

"Babe?" He called out as he pushed open the door to his room. The sight before him brought a smirk to his face.

There you were, sprawled out on the floor in nothing but your underwear, eyes closed as you desperately tried to stay cool.

He let out a whistle as his eyes raked up and down your practically naked body. "When did the clothes come off, hot stuff?"

You glanced at him, rolling your eyes with a grin. "The second they started to cling to my body with sweat."

"Well I have an idea on how to beat the heat." He grinned, leaning against the door frame, arms crossed and lustful eyes locked on you.

"Really?" You replied skeptically, "And what's your great idea?"

"What do you say we take a shower?"

335 notes - Posted August 6, 2022

#3

Sapnap being a daddy dom with his pillow princess or free write woth sapnap x NB!Reader

Pairing: dom!Sapnap x pillow princess!Reader

Warning(s): Smut (Minors DNI!!!), praise, begging, marking, breeding kink, 

A/N: I’M SO SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT😭😭😭 I had to get something out and I already rewrote this like 15 times and still wasn’t satisfied with it :((( maybe I’ll come back and make a better full fic of this but I hope you enjoy this little blurb anyways

“Look at you. My pretty little princess.” Sapnap praised as he rocked into you, leaning down to mouth at your neck.

You whined, fingers clutching at the sheets below you, tears streaming down your face and onto the pillow below.

You weren’t exactly having the best day and Sapnap, being the amazing boyfriend he is, noticed and decided to treat you a bit. He had brought you over to the bed, and gently laid you down, whispering words of sweet praise.

And that all led to him pulling multiple orgasms out of you, with his hands, mouth, and now, cock.

“So pretty. So beautiful. So gorgeous.” His fingers massaged your hips as he peppered kisses down your back. “Look so beautiful, all marked up. Gonna look even more beautiful stuffed full of my cum.” A strong thrust punctuating the end of his sentence, drawing a long moan out of you.

“Please, please fill me up- fuck- please-” You pleaded, hips rocking back into his, chasing after your orgasm. “Wanna be full of your cum-”

“Yeah? Want me to fill you up? Want me to stuff you full of my cum? Make you a momma?” His movements grew faster and more desperate as he grew closer to his release.

Quickly he was spilling his warm seed into your cunt as your release mixed with his.

“Such a good girl. All for me.” He smiled as he moved to pull out of you, gently scooping the cum that leaked out and pushing it back in your fluttering pussy. “There you go princess. Now make sure you don't waste any. Otherwise we'll have to start all over again...”

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also read this or else >:(

352 notes - Posted June 28, 2022

#2

over stimulation kink w/ dream , you're crying for him to stop but since you didn't safe word out he goes harder

omg yesss

he would be going at it for so long that you have tears running down your face, your body unsure it wants to stop or keep going. he's made you cum on his mouth, fingers, and cock more times than you can count, the both of you are covered in your cum. you're mumbling for him to stop even though you really don't want him too.

instead he slows down just enough to tease you, which only has you crying out louder.

"please please please please- fuck"

"please what, sweetheart?"

you only let out a whine in return but he wasn't satisfied with that, gripping your chin and forcing your teary eyes to focus on him.

"you gotta use your words, princess."

you struggle to gather your words and sort out your thoughts. you don't know whether you want him to stop or keep going.

instead, dream flips you over, grips your hips and starts fucking you harder. you let your front half collapse into the pillows below, unable to support yourself as you moan out, fingers gripping the sheets.

"stop- please- fuck- I can't-"

"you took too long to answer, baby. but it's okay, I know you can handle just one more..."

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459 notes - Posted June 15, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

bunny i had a thought you creaming all over dream dick

ughh he would groan so much

Anon i want you to know i actually love ur brain sm :)) and also sorry to everyone for not putting out any fics for a while, school is kicking my ass and mentally i am not doing too bueño but i’m pushing through it. You will get the kinktober fics you missed out on dw but for now pls accept these asks i’ll be posting tonight while you wait <3

Dream loves when you cream on his dick. The warm sensation of your cum coating his cock, watching closely as he pulls out, the way the mixture of cum will drip down your thighs ughh my man let’s out the loudest groan. And because dream + breeding kink is amazing, there’s a couple opportunities that present themselves.

The first being to scoop up the cum leaking out of your hole and fingering it back into you before plugging you up, OR doing all that except plugging you with his cock instead. Which i think he’d choose the latter. You can’t tell me he doesn’t love cockwarming. He is a HUGE fan of it. Getting to stay all nice in warm inside your pretty tight cunt is heaven to him and he’d do it all day if he could. And it’s especially easy to give a few shallow thrusts just to tease you, which will almost always lead to another round abut then again who’s complaining when he has another excuse to wreck your guts. ;)

553 notes - Posted October 5, 2022

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[flystrue]

⌠ aubrey joseph. cismale. he/him. ⌡❝ — well, look who’s just arrived ! if it isn’t the one and only eugene lane. though, around here they’re known as the obsequious. don’t tell ‘em i said this but the twenty two year old mechanic kinda has a reputation of being self - critical and acquiescent. but y’know, they can be magnanimous and conscientious too. typical aries. anyways, welcome home and stay safe gene ! ❞ 

let’s  rock  &  roll  buckerOOS  here  is  a  v  long  intro  bc  i  got  rlly  !  excited  !  abt  this  rp !  i’m  nae  (  twenty  ,  she /her  ,  acst  /  from  good  ol’  australia !  )  and  i’ll  be  playing  eugene  lane  ,  whom  you  can  learn  more  abt  below  !

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬.

full  name  :  eugene  anthony  lane .  

nickname  /  alias  :  gene . 

age  :  twenty  two .  

gender  /  pronouns  :  cismale  ,  he /  him .  

sexual  /  romantic  orientation  :  bisexual  /  biromantic .

hometown  :  born   &   raised  in  misty  hollow  ,  connecticut  ,  babey  !

occupation  :  mechanic .

could  be  compared  to  :  grizz  visser  from  the  society  ,  monty  green  from  the  100  ,  rio  from  money  heist .

𝐛𝐢𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐲.

eugene  lane  :  you’re  born  in  a  run - down  trailer  ,  broken  blinds   &   shattered  kitchenware .  born  to  two  parents  ,  one  of  which  is  nothing  but  an  absent shadow  in  your  life  ,  and  another  who  carries  an  edge  like  knives   ━   you’re  born  on  the  wrong  side  of  the  tracks  ,  but  you’re  not  born  there  alone .  you’re  sister  is  born  several  minutes  before  you  ,  and  she  will  stand  steadfast  by  your  side  throughout  every  up  and  down  ,  she  will  always  be  there  to  be  your  pillar  of  strength  ,  and  that  is  more  than  enough  love  to  survive  on   ━   you  are  brought  up  rough  ,  and  not  just  in  that  busted  up  trailer  park   :   you  blend  into  the  back  of  classrooms  to  avoid  all  the  sneers   &  pestering  ,  but  teachers  see  you  ,  they  remember  who  you  are  .  they  say  you’ve  got  a  decent  brain  in  that  head  of  yours  ,  something  valuable  ,  something  to  be  harnessed  into  greatness .  they  say  all  your  opportunities  are  waiting  for  you  just  around  the  bend   ━   it’s  a  nice  dream  ,  although  you  fail  to  see  your  own  potential .  for  now  ,  you  have  your  gadgets   &   odd  science  experiments  ,  selling  exam  answers  &  reports  to  students  under  the  bleachers  promising  A’s  ,  and  that’s  enough .  

the  household  is  a  tense  one  ,  and  your  mom   &   sister  fight  A  LOT   :   your  mom  is  intolerable  and  cruel  ,  and  your  sister  is  a  spitfire  that  is  easily  ignited   &  not  easily  extinguished   ━   you  do  your  best  to  keep  out  of  your  mother’s  vengeful  path  ,  even  if  it  means  looking  away  when  your  sister  needs  you  most  ,  even  if  it  means  cowering .   you  are  not  a  fighter  ,  you  do  not  raise  your  fists  or  your  tone  :  you  prefer  the  road  less  bound  for  conflict  ,  to  speak  softer  &  use  gentler  palms .  your  father  ,  when  he’s  around  ,  has  said  this  is  weakness  :  too  passive  ,  too  eager  ,  but  gene  can’t  see  a  fault  in  being  kinder  than  most .  

highschool  graduation  is  a  sigh  of  relief  ,  no  longer  hassled  &  tormented  by  peers  that  you  tried  and  tried  to  gain  respect  from .  BUT  NOW  WHAT ?  you  are  at  the  very  bottom  of  the  food - chain  ,  and  you  have  been  brought  up  with  nothing  but  the  tendency  to  only  see  your  faults   ━   somehow  ,  you’re  offered  apprenticeship  at  a  local  automobile  mechanic  in  exchange  for  free  labor   ━   not  ideal  when  you’re  seeking  to  pull  your  own  weight  in  that  new  apartment  with  your  sister  that  neither  can  really  afford .  but  you  make  it  work  ,  you  take  up  odd  jobs  wherever  you  can  find  them   :   drip  ‘n  dry  laundromat  ,  the  hollow  diner  ,  even  your  very  own  from  home  computer  repair  business  that  never  really  takes  off  ,  but  it  pulls  enough  to  get  by  until  you  can  navigate  your  way  under  a  hood  ,  enough  to  say   :   THIS  IS  ALL  ME  ,  eugene  lane  did  this  !    and  that  is  enough .  

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲  &  𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 .  

first  and  foremost  ....  he  Baby   .....  GOD  he  really  does  have  a  big  heart  !!!!  cares  abt  people  a  HECK  ton  !!!  everything  he  does  is  for  his  sister  +  those  he  loves  /  befriends  !!!

v  self  critical  of  himself  tho  like  ...  he’s  constantly  doubting  himself  and  his  ability's  even  though  !!!!  he’s  v  smart  !!!  if  u  ever  need  help  with  anything  techy  ,  he’s  ur  man  !

loves  his  job  ...  sm  ...   he  fuckin  LOVES  tinkering  with  stuff .  although  he’s  really  only  been  an  official  automobile  mechanic  for  abt  a  year  or  so  ??  will  flip  out  over  cars  tho  ..  he’ll  ramble  ALL  DAY  abt  his  opinions  on  different  manufacturers .   

he  gives  off  grandpa  vibes  ...  he  hardly  curses   &   he’s  in  bed  by  9 ...  yes  he  watches  soap  operas  in  his  spare  time  ,  and  what  abt  it .

will  Never  snap  back  at  anyone  EVER .  he  will  100 %  always  back  down  from  confrontation .  the  only  time  he  has  ever  stepped  !  tf  !  up  !  was  when  he  was  in  his  late  teens   &   he  ...  lost  oop .  he  got  rlly  badly  injured  (  permanent  hearing  loss  in  his  right  ear .  ) 

strangely  tho  ??  he  is  weirdly  CALM  abt  all  this  murder  stuff .  he’ll  be  like  ‘  yeah  that’s  kinda  Freaky  ,  huh  ’  but  then  5  mins  later  he’ll  be  out  Walkin’  down  dark  alley’s  or  taking  in  hitch -  hikers  : /

but  he’s  also  this  vine  when  it  comes  to  anything  Creepy

𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬 .

gonna  get  my  homies  mood  rings  so  i  know  when  they  need  a  hug  :  bad  boys  bad  boys  .. .  whatcha  gonna’  do  .. .  whatcha  gonna  do  when  they  come  4  u .... i  want  a  BROTP  for  him  !!  YESTERDAY  !!  bonus  points  if  it’s  like  a  dumb  boy  band  squa d  

u  was  my  fuckin’  cinnamon  apple  :  ok  i’m  kinda’  picturing  that  ....  on  /  off  type  relationship  ??  they  are  constantly  a  are  they  /  aren’t  they  situation  bc  one  second  they’re  all  over  each  other  and  the  next  they  refuse  2  speak  to  each  other .

a  strictly  platonic  gal  pal  :  just  a  gal  that  he  is  genuinely  friends  with  ?? not  to  get  my  nerdy  pants  on  but  .....  hermione  granger  /  harry  potter  type  deal  ?? pls  he  needs  it  ...  I NEED IT

break  his  heart  i  dare  u   :   he’s  such  a  sentimentalist  that  he  grows  attached  to  ppl  v  quickly  so  mayb  it  was  first  just  a  fling ??  or  mayb  a  highschool  crush  gone  wrong ?? maybe  he’s  CURRENTLY  crushing  on  them  and  they’re  gonna’  try  and  let  him  down  easy  BUT

a  GIRLFRIEND  /  BOYFRIEND ??  :  just  gonna  throw  it  out  there  ...  bc  who  knows  !  he’d  be  a  good  boyfriend  ...  he  would  open  doors  4  u   &   giv  u  .....  all  his  undevoted  love  and  undivided  attention  ALWAYS .  

a  bad  influence  :  gene  is  a  goody  goody  ,  so  this  person  would  probably  be  pushin  him  outside  his  comfort  zone ??  ━  maybe  they’ve  manipulated  him  in  a  way ??  got  him  to  do  their  bidding  ??  or  mayb  he’s  just  followin  them  around  &  tryin’  to  keep  up  w /  their  shenanigans ?? 

let’s  tell  each  other  secrets  ,  ill  go  first ...  i  Hat e  u  :  kinda  picturing  someone  he  clashed  with  in  highschool  ??  but  mayb  even  someone  who  just  gives  him  a  hard  time OR  MAYB  the  person  he  fought  with  that  last  tim e ??

and  literally  anything  else  !!  pls  plot  with  me ... i  lo v  e u