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krabbyfanarts · 2 days
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I could not contain myself
How did this come out of my hand 🥹🥹
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crystalflygeo · 8 months
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The right moment ft Zhongli + fem!reader (modern!AU)
cw/tags: Discussions about first time/loss of virginity. Mentions oral/fingering/handjobs. A bit of pain. This is mostly just comfort tbh.
notes: REMEMBER EVERYONE!! It's okay to change your mind, it's okay to take your time and it's okay to say NO when it comes to sex, for any reason at any time, all of that is valid, and if your partner doesn't respect that or otherwise makes you feel bad for it drop them. (Ty @ainescribe and @silentmoths for beta'ing hehe. Also Happy year of the dragon btw!)
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 You were trembling in his arms. Zhongli embraced you, holding your body against his chest, peppering kisses along your neck and shoulders making you shiver on top of the sheets.
This was it, this was the moment.
You two had fumbled around enough, getting used to his touch, his kisses, his love. And a little burning flame had been born from that along with the flutter in your lovestruck heart. Zhongli was perfect: gentle, patient, smart, kind, handsome…
And you love him.
And you want him.
Which is why one day you gathered up courage, you picked a day where you were not at risk (according to your calendar at least?) made sure you had some ‘protection’ stashed away at your bedside table and said…
“Li, I’m ready.”
“Hm?” He turned to you from his spot on the couch and blinked.
You laced your hands nervously. “I… want to have sex with you. I’m ready.” You blurted out, blushing.
His eyes widened slightly in surprise, though he didn’t immediately say anything. “Are you sure, dear? What brought this on so suddenly?” He asked after a few moments.
“Quite sure.” You nodded, a little more confident, armed with your courage, your little preparations, and of course… excitement. “I just… think it’s time. I want to.”
It was… a little difficult not to be on edge as the moment approached.
Your first time. You’d gladly give it to Zhongli.
It’s not like you were completely new to sex, per se. Truth be told Zhongli had already been your ‘first’ on quite a few things. Your sexual experiences had gone from a bit of heavy petting over the clothes during make out sessions to him eating you out until you’re a whimpering mess or you giving him a few rare handjobs. You just had never… gone all the way.
Technically still a virgin.
But that was changing tonight. You were determined.
Zhongli was soft and reverent, an absolute gentleman as he lowered you on the bed, effortlessly sensual as his hands roamed your body like many other times before. Treating you with utmost gentleness, as if you were a bunny ready to sprint away at the first wrong move. He teased your chest and thighs, nipped softly at your skin and you answered with passionate kisses and heated touches, pulling him closer, letting out pleased hums. He made you come on those skilled fingers and tongue and your body melted, relaxing for him.
And now’s the time…
“You are so beautiful… I love you.” He murmurs the words, warm against your collarbone and you sigh, still panting a bit and recovering from your orgasm.
“Love you too, Li…”
You cup his face and pull him up to kiss his lips again, his strong arms leaning on either side of you. Like this, he’s hovering over you, his larger frame caging you radiating warmth and lust.
You feel his cock press against your hip and almost jolt. You don’t know why but suddenly you refuse to stare at it since, very soon, it was going to be inside you. It was a weird rush of worry, nervousness and giddy arousal.
You know for a fact he’s… big. You remember well the feeling of him on your hand, large and thick, and suddenly you begin to doubt whether or not you would be able to get that thing inside of you.
But you are determined.
He puts on a condom and squeezes some lube into his hand, spreading it evenly on his hard erection, your breath hitches.
He parts your legs and you can feel your heart pounding in your chest, wondering if he could sense it too. Your face is flushed, your thoughts and senses are a flurry of emotions.
“Are you ready? Relax…” He caresses your thigh.
You feel the tip of his cock poking at your entrance as he slowly guides himself and suddenly there is this weird uncomfortable pressure as he pushes inside. You gasp.
“Ah-!” You yelp in pain and whimper. It was… so big.
Zhongli groans. “Darling, relax… you’re so tight.” His brow furrows slightly in concentration as your pussy clamps down on him.
You whine and bite your lip, hips jolting. He presses a bit deeper and you feel… weirdly stretched out, like you’re going to tear. It hurts. You try to endure it, it’s supposed to hurt, right? It’ll get better. But it continues to hurt. You don’t like it. You panic. “W-wait- wait wait- stop!” You cry out.
Zhongli immediately pulls out and your legs clamp shut, as if shielding you, that weird sensation is still there, you feel… raw, tender.
Your eyes water.
“Dear, are you ok? Did I hurt you?” Zhongli asks, cupping your face, golden eyes searching for your own, assessing your expression.
You avert your gaze, rolling over onto your side. “I’m sorry…” You mumble.
He still tries to face you, worried, so worried, your Zhongli. “Whatever for…?”
You take a moment to gather your thoughts, bite your lip, a few tears fall onto the bed. Gods you feel so ridiculous and childish and stupid and- “I’m sorry… I was so sure, I thought- I… I don’t think I’m ready. I don’t want to… do this anymore- not now. I’m sorry.” You sob.
“There is nothing for you to apologize for. If anything, I am the one who’s sorry for hurting you, please forgive me, this is… not the experience I wanted you to have.” Zhongli sighs, displeased at seeing you like this.
You finally look up at him, puffy eyes peeking over your shoulder. “It’s not your fault, it’s me… I have this whole… idea, all these expectations. I wanted this to be perfect and I ruined it.”
He rubs slow circles at your back, soothing. “My dear, I don’t think intimacy is something that should be ruled by a standard in any capacity, nor should it be measured and compared, just as experiences and feelings aren’t. These things just flow naturally.”
“You’re not… upset?”
His expression turns serious. “Of course not. On the contrary, I am glad you voiced out your feelings and I’ll respect your boundaries.” He leans down and brushes some hair from your face before depositing a kiss on your cheek. “I want you to feel good, your comfort is of utmost importance. There’s no need to feel pressured.”
You sigh deeply, groan into the bedsheets and then sit up again, pouting at him. “Still, we got all… worked up for nothing. I-I mean I can still…” You gesture vaguely at his lap. “If you want?” You squeak.
Zhongli chuckles and tries to pass it off as a cough. Your face heats up. “No need to concern yourself with that, the arousal is ebbing away, it’ll go down on its own.”
“Oh.”
There is silence for a few moments.
“Do you want-”
“Would you like to-”
“Ah, go ahead.” You shake your head. He smiles.
“I was going to propose a bath.”
You hum. “That sounds lovely. And then maybe… some cuddling on the couch while we watch tv?”
“I would like nothing more.”
He kisses your forehead and heads to the bathroom and as you gingerly stand up, look around and think on how things turned out you think it’s fine.
The right moment will come. You already have the right person by your side.
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juliaaadoodles · 2 years
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Highest score
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wonysugar · 1 year
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thoughts on Dom (g!p?) Yujin?
oh this ask is making me lose my mind
she’s definitely the loser-brat-tamer type.. like, getting a hard on while you guys are watching a movie, being embarrassed about it until you start making fun of her for it, that’s when she punishes you by pounding you hard on the couch.
she’s a very sensitive girl :( loveslovesloves when you give her head, she loves it so much that she doesn’t care if she’s hurting you by grabbing your hair sucking on her tip makes her moan like crazy ahem ahem and she loves it when you deepthroat her, even if you gag a little bit, she still pushes your head all the way because she knows you can take it<3
you often tease her because she apologizes about being mean in bed all the time. she often fucks you in missionary, biting your shoulder and calling you names but as soon as the sex ends, tells you smth like “hey, i’m really sorry, i didn’t mean any of that, you’re not a bitchh.” pouting at you and bringing you snacks because she feels bad:( she’s literally a puppy
she gets pretty shy through text :< one time, while you were at work, you decided to send her a random risky picture in your gallery. in return, you got sent a picture of her hard dick, poking through her precum stained boxers attached to a message saying “you’re gonna pay for this when you get home!! >:(“
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binah-beloved · 2 months
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this request is more for a friend who’s been feeling bad recently
binah but her love wants to rot in bed and nothing more sorru if you’ve already done this ask,,,,, it seems like it’d be common but idk
in a way, Binah understands. many days she felt like simply sitting down in place and not moving during her time at L Corp, only to be forced to go to work. here, in the Library, as long as your work is done or you're on a break day, she doesn't mind if you stay in bed. there's always something for her to do, yet somehow she finds the time to sit by you for a few hours, reading a book or filling out a report. her hand occasionally rises to brush over your head, scratching gently at your scalp. she watches you whenever you sleep, the slow rise and fall of your chest, so tempted to reach out and trace the features of your face. and sometimes she does. and sometimes you wake. in those moments, Binah merely smile at you, her hand on your cheek as she bids you good morning, no matter what time of the day it is
she also takes care of you, silently. cups of tea and water appear on your nightstand alongside little plates with your favorite treats. if you wouldn't mind, she'd arrange your hair for you. perhaps clean your face with a damp rag. Binah can always tell when something isn't right, even if you don't tell her. on the worst days, where you feel like you're physically decaying, she puts her work aside, stacking her books up for later. a pair of arm slips around you as Binah climbs into bed as well, snuggling you from behind. company always makes the weight of the world easier to bear, after all. you taught her that, in the depths of that accursed facility, so now she holds you gently and pats your head
perhaps, she hopes, this will lessen the pain even just a little bit
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flippyplush · 9 months
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bro thinks hes an angel with a shotgun
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Guys can I be real for a second?
In my mind they will always be Dimension 20: Fantasy High Season 1, 2 and 3.
The weird names Americans have for their different high school years just... it will not fit in my brain and I am okay with that. What is a sophomore? What is a freshman and why is he so fresh? Jr? Sr? None of those make any sense or imply any order whatsoever. It's like naming them Venti, Large, Markus and Captain. It genuinely doesn't compute.
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fucken bun friday
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mysicklove · 11 months
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sometimes i pretend that im different (i am not) by acting like i am not obsessed with gojo, but the second i see him all i can think about is how badly i need to suck his dick
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angellayercake · 9 months
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if you aren't just plain jealous of how obsessed raphael is with hope then you are probably not meant for devil loving
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wordsbyparker · 4 months
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May is mental health awareness month. I am definitely aware of how poor my mental health is right now & how much it's shutting me down & wearing me out.
Take care of yourselves, folks. Sleep, rest (two different things), food, water, & giving yourself grace are all important.
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binah-beloved · 2 months
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Binah taking care of you when you're sick and having trouble doing it yourself? No particular reason none at all
and as a side note I really like the idea of queequeg making hot fish soup, like the kind that warms your entire body
definitely no particular reason.
she's there before you wake up, having missed you during the morning shift. there's a cup of light tea waiting on the nightstand and a Librarian waiting perched on your bed, her legs neatly crossed. she smiles, just barely, when you stir, hand hovering above your back until you give her permission to start rubbing it gently. Binah's fingers carefully move up and down around your spine, her voice a quiet, gentle tone she only uses with you as she murmurs for you to not worry about a thing. she'll cover your work and take care of you. the corners of her mouth quirk up again when she hears your exhausted sigh, standing and carefully draping her heavy coat over you for warmth and weight
the last thing you register is a gentle pair of lips being pressed against your forehead as Binah gives you a tender kiss
or, on the Pequod, where sickness is considered a weakness and supplies are scarce. Queequeg still finds out, despite your attempts to play it off as nothing, the door to the cabin you're in creaking open as she approaches. there's a soft nudge against your side, rousing you as the harpooner places a strong, careful hand on your back and helps you sit up to eat. the soup is hot and filling, only lightly seasoned so you don't gag. while you're eating, slowly, Queequeg's hand raises and gently settles on top of your head, a low hum filling the room as she watches you finally eat something with a satisfied nod
for a moment, everything but you, Queequeg, and the ocean's song falls away. and everything is just fine
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jamesfrain · 10 days
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its official , my Tumblr is dead. Doesn't mean I'll stop making my flop gifs, but come on, it's dead kkkkkkkkkkkkk
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unlikelywrestlingfan · 7 months
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Sting coming down from the rafters 💛. Emotional already, gonna be a mess on Sunday
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davidsfactcorner · 25 days
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he is Died :(
gave up on the shading on the clothes about 10 minutes in if you couldn’t tell
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thediktatortot · 10 months
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Sometimes I have to remind myself that I do not have to Create™ for every single thing I like. I do not have to make fanart, I do not have to write fic and I do not have to have conversation about it.
I can simply, enjoy it.
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