#behold: this fuckin guy

[onenicebugperday]

Minute seed weevils, Hadroplontus sp., Ceutorhynchinae, Curculionidae

Photos 1-3 by esant, 4 by xespok, 5-6 by bazwal, and 7 (for scale) by tomegatherion

[quirkle2]

i love putting my blorbos in silly little outfits

[i-am-thevoid]

Pov: You messed with the wrong Courier

[ratatatastic]

"Battle of Alberta, right? It was my first game: Calgary, Edmonton. We would play them in the preseason, and you know—trying to make the team I'd always be asking him to fight in preseason, always. I'd be runnin' my mouth—like, tryna fight the biggest, baddest guys, tryna make an impression.

And he would never fight me. He'd always tell me, like If you make the team, I'll fight ya. You don't have to worry about that, but I'm not fightin' ya preseason. And I totally respect it, I'm not gonna chase him down. It is what it is. He's established—I'm looking for my chance.

So I get called up, we're playing Edmonton in Edmonton: Battle of Alberta. [He's] over there on the other side, and it's like the coolest thing ever... you know, the buildup was crazy 'cuz I knew if the opportunity presented itself—if the game went the way I hoped it would, I would get an opportunity to fight him.

I remembered in warmups tryna skate by the redline initially just kind-of gettin' a feel for it—to see if I have to say something or whatever... He's got no bucket on, his big, bald head is glarin' around, he skates by the redline with the biggest smile on his face, and just gives me the biggest wink...

At that moment I knew Okay, he remembers. It's gonna happen at some point.

We were up 1, I think it was 2-1 going into intermission or whatever—Oh, no, I think it was 1-1 and we had just scored so the position I'm like Yeah, I don't know if I can fight him now because we have the momentum and we're winning the game. I don't want to lose a fight, then we lose a game and now I'm, like, never getting a chance again.

You kind-of gotta play the game within the game like [...] there's an opportunity to fight, and there's an opportunities where you shouldn't fight. Things weren't looking good, then they score and now we need a spark. I'm like Fucking perfect.

I just skate by their bench and I'm like It's time, big boy! He jumps out, we line up, and he goes We squarin' up or we goin' right away?

I'm like I'm not fuckin' squarin' up with you right now! We're goin' right away!

Drop em, we go right away, grab each other. I know he's a lefty so he's gonna let go—let's go of my right arm before he throws one. I threw one. Big boy went down, he jumped back up pretty quick. I don't know, I tell people all the time, I'm like I would've been in the league fuckin' 2 years earlier if there was good footage of this fuckin' fight!

For some reason—For some reason, the cameras cut out. I don't know if [he] had his cousins working the cameras or something that night, or if they're in the video room or what happened.

That was my first NHL game.

It's funny 'cuz Chucky was there—Chucky's there and he knows, he saw, he always laugh when I say that I would've been in the league earlier 'cuz he knows how things like that go. You get a little bit of energy and buzz around ya, and then kind-of momentum takes you a little bit further but unfortunate[ly], I missed that opportunity but I don't regret a thing.

[...]

The opportunity was there, I just—unfortunately, for whatever reason, the Hockey Gods said not yet." (Ryan Lomberg reminiscing over his first NHL game/fight) (x)(x) (please go watch the second link to see lombos giant smile as he tells this story jfc)

and other genuinely bonkers things to say about a hockey player in your first fight... like why did this need to be said like that...what

[finexbright]

moving to the UK has made me develop an irrational fear of ordering take out

[emile-hides]

My mind is plagued by them so badly if anyone wants to do me the biggest solid and send me asks about them I know no one goes here anymore but this is for me to say my many thoughts at a void I just need a single prompt

[teddybeartoji]

toji is a cat dad. the cat looks so fucking tiny next to him that it's a little comical actually. they spend every morning together – the cat twirls around and between his legs as he's grabbing the food, quietly meowing and purring. toji smiles softly to himself at the little thing's neediness. so cute.

the cat also just loves to follow toji around the apartment. always. he goes to the bathroom? the cat goes to the bathroom. he's cooking in the kitchen? the cat is in the kitchen. he's asleep in the bed? the cat is in the bed. (big man toji stomping around the house with the smallest cat in the world running after him.......... guys i'm melting i'm dying)

ok but he was a little weirded out by the cat's need to be in the bathroom with him lmao. like he's taking a piss and he looks over his shoulder only to find the little kitten just staring up at him with big eyes😭😭😭 toji grumbles under his breath and tries to ignore him but then he ends up looking over his shoulder again, hoping that he left but no. he's still there. sitting like :3 😭😭😭😭

"yer fuckin' weird..." is what toji tells him as he places the cat on the bathroom counter and he just gets a cute meow back as a reply. the cat watches him brush his teeth and toji has to fight the thing because he's now in the sink????? toji needs to spit out the toothpaste but the critter is getting comfortable in the bowl and he actually feels bad abt pushing him away... wahh he's so soft actually guys i can't do this anymore.

if the cat happens to be a big meower, toji's definitely talking back to him. he literally goes "what're ya yappin' about, lil man? 🤨🤨" while looking at the tiny creature. but he loves it, he thinks it's so funny. he picks the little guy up and just stares at him up close O.O (plss the cat is literally like the size of his palm i'm dying it's so cute).

he also likes to carry the cat on his shoulder. i think every cat would actually love toji so much, this is also canon here you cannot argue with me. and i think they'd all find him very comforting? and i think they'd love to sleep on him. so whenever he's cooking and the cat paws at his legs, he just picks him up and places him on his shoulder.

he once did that when shiu was over and he was just ????????? like man what are you doing put the damn cat down ????????? and toji just went. "no. he wants to see." with a blank face. to him it's very obvious. c'mon, the cat is so little, he has no idea what's happening up here, ofc he wants to see??????? smh shiu do better😒😒😒

oh and this was definitely just a stray cat he took in btw. after a long day at work, he was just walking home with a cig between his lips when he heard the teeeniest tiniest little meow coming from behind the dumpster in an alley. and well... the curiosity got the best of him and he went to check it out aaand lo and behold!!!!!!! itty bitty kitty!!!!

big eyes peering up at him behind a thrash bag, he just knew he couldn't leave the poor thing there. he reached out his hand, letting the kitty smell him and he almost dropped his cig when he actually leaned into his touch immediately!!!! that's his baby now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

he held the cat to his chest as he made his way home and he even stopped by a little corner store to buy him something to eat. the cashier did look at him with a raised brow bc what the fuck this massive man is holding the smallest cat in the world, but toji didn't mind. he didn't care. the cat slept on his back that very same night.

ALSO. thank u @kentophilia for putting this idea in my head ily<33 during the late hours of the day, toji lays in bed while reading his book with his glasses on – the cat stands on his chest with a determined face. he's already purring even though toji hasn't even done anything. he's just soo comforting and the cat just loves him soooo much okay:((((( toji lowers his book to look at the thing before scratching the top of his head and smiling to himself when the cat closes his eyes and purrs even louder.

the cat ends up trying to make biscuits on him and that makes toji yelp lmao. the tiny little claws dig into his warm skin as the he kneads toji like he's a piece of dough. purring and content – toji doesn't have it in him to make him stop either. it's not like it actually hurts, he was just caught off-guard. he didn't get scared by a cat btw, he didn't. in the end, he keeps reading his book with his one hand while petting the creature with the other. this is their routine. they're family!!!!!!!

anyway. he loves his little kitty cat with all his heart and he would literally kill for him:33333

[poisonedprose]

I need way more sexworker!reader x cod characters

at this point i just need it to survive

₊˚✧ sex work! — headcanons about sex work with price, soap, and gaz !

john price, john 'soap' mctavish, kyle 'gaz' garrick x fem!reader headcanons

warnings: lower case intended, might be typos, incomplete sentences, nsfw, cursing, sex work, tattooed reader - price, m!masturbation - price, f!masturbation - soap, cream pie - soap, m!masturbation - gaz, fleshlight use - gaz

masterlists

price ! ⋆ THIS FUCKER KNOWSSSSS

⋆ mr price over here was scrolling through the only fans home page

⋆ one girl caught his eye and low and behold she had the exact same tattoo in the exact same place as you

⋆ he was grinning like a fuckin devil when he realized

⋆ lil old you had dirty lil secrets? he was gettin a kick out of this

⋆ immediately subscribed. watching every single one of your videos. even rubbing one out.

⋆ the next day this cocky mf knocks on your door with a shit eating grin

⋆ "you never told me you had an only fans."

⋆ lets just say after that he is your top supporter also buys you cute little sets to make videos in

soap ! ⋆ he was suspicious but he didn't know for sure

⋆ him and his bad habit of not knocking was good for him bad for you

⋆ he walks in like he owns the place "hey, training starts- oh wow."

⋆ you guys just stare at each other for a good minute or so

⋆ you're just like "get out????"

⋆ his ass does not get out

⋆ that solo masturbation video you were planning? yeah now it's a 'getting caught by my coworker/friend and then getting cream pied' video!!!

⋆ anyways save to say soap is a new member of your onlyfans after that

gaz ! ⋆ not a damn clue, so blissfully unaware its painful

⋆ literally would have never guessed

⋆ then you sent him one of your videos and were like "do you think i should post this? idk if i like this set"

⋆ jaw dropped. mouth wide open. drooling. catching flies. he was not ready for THAT when he opened your text

⋆ hes so caught up with how fucking horny he got he didn't even realize you said post it

⋆ the convo went a lil something like (gaz is blue)

yeah, it looks really good but post it? on what??

of duh

of?? of what??

only fans

WHAT

⋆ begs to watch you film every time now

⋆ also shamelessly fucks himself with a fleshlight while watching you

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[katsu28]

"send ☕ along with a prompt from any one of the lists below and a character of your choosing, and i'll write you a one shot to satisfy your craving!"

☕: prompt 23 from list e for rafe!! 🫶🏻🫶🏻

it pains me to paint my pogues in a not so great light but i will forever love protective rafe <3 thank you for requesting!

rafe cameron x reader, minimal swearing, 1.9k

“Look who it is! The Princess Kook, slummin’ it on our side of the island for once.” 

Your grip tightened around the pack of beer you were holding at the voice coming from behind you, because you already knew who it was. There was only one person ballsy enough to speak so critically of you, and you were pretty damn sure he was standing right behind you.

Lo and behold there he was, flanked by a more bored looking John B. 

JJ Maybank was and always had been on your case, though you suspected it had more to do with your family name than with you yourself—always spouting off about money and wealth and eating the rich. You understood where he was coming from, of course, but that didn’t mean it stopped being irritating.

It just seemed like he was always riding you about being some little rich girl with daddy’s money, not an actual person, with actual feelings. But after a while, you’d grown used to it. JJ was all bark and no bite. 

“Hi, JJ.” You sighed, shifting your weight to one leg. You nodded at John B, who did the same back to you. “How’s it going?” 

“Didn’t know our booze was good enough for Her Majesty’s taste.” JJ sneered, crossing his arms over his chest. You rolled your eyes at his dig. “Rafe know you’re over here?” 

“He’s not my keeper.” 

“What’re you even doing here, Y/N? They don’t got beer on Figure Eight?” John B sounded a little bit nicer, more tired than bitchy like his blond friend. 

“Cheaper here.” 

“Like you don’t have enough fuckin’ money.” JJ scoffed. John B jabbed a sharp elbow into his side, a sign for him to shut up. 

“Look guys, I’m not looking for any trouble. I just wanna get some beer and go home, that’s it.” 

“How ‘bout you leave the beer here and run back to your little princess castle instead?” 

“You’re a real prick tonight, JJ. Something got your panties all up in a bunch?” You shouldn’t have snarked back, that you knew, but he was really getting on your nerves tonight. You weren’t sure why. His words usually just slid right off you. 

JJ’s expression darkened and he scowled, brows furrowing. “Maybe ‘cause I just got fired from the Club this morning.” 

“What, why?” You asked, surprised. It was a genuine question. JJ was a definite pain in your ass, maybe with an attitude problem but still a good employee. 

“Oh, drop the clueless act. Pretty sure it was one of your stuck up friends who complained.” 

“I’m sorry you got fired, JJ, I am, but I had nothing to do with it. And there’s nothing I can do about it either. I don’t have that kind of pull with anyone at the Club, neither does my family.” 

You figured it would be better if you left now before JJ came up with another retort, or you'd likely be here trading snippy insults with each other all night, and you had better things to do with your time. There was some sympathy in you for him, but your statement was still true. There was nothing you could do for him, even if you wanted to. And besides, Rafe was waiting on you for a movie night. 

Leaving the conversation and the beer you were supposed to get behind, you hurried back to your car. The quicker you got to Rafe’s place, the quicker you could forget about it. 

Only a couple minutes into the drive, headlights flashed in your mirror. No big deal, probably just someone heading the same way as you. You were on the main road to the other side of the island, after all. 

Then the car sped up a bit, coming dangerously close to your back bumper before retreating a sizable distance behind—once, twice. By the third time, you were starting to get a little pissed. 

“What the fuck?” You muttered, squinting to get a better look at it. A big camper van, old from what you make out in the darkness, faded orange—oh fuck. You knew that van, John B’s old clunker of a car. And if you squinted a little harder, you could almost make out the same blond head of hair that was antagonizing you back at the store. 

So JJ did have a little bite in him. You sure as hell weren’t going to stick around to find out. 

Stepping on the gas a little harder, you took the long way back to the Figure 8, weaving through the backroads you’d known like the back of your hand since before you were able to drive. Back then, you’d done it on your bike, peals of laughter echoing through the overgrown fields of the Cut turned clean lines of pristinely cut lawns the closer you got to home, as Rafe chased after you on his own. 

Still, the van followed you on your way. With every glance at it in the rearview mirror, you grew a little more worried.

JJ’s driving was erratic, like he was playing a game of cat and mouse with you. If he really wanted to hurt you, this would be the ideal place to do it. There was nothing but grass and weeds around here. Nobody would find you for hours, even days if he were to run you into a ditch or something. 

That thought alone spurred you to drive even faster, driving and driving until you took one more look in the mirror to see that the van had stopped. You watched the headlights grow smaller in the distance, forcing yourself to keep driving until you got to safety—to Rafe. 

You screeched to a stop in front of Rafe’s townhouse, barely giving a backwards glance to see if they were really gone before hurrying the rest of the way to the front door. Hands trembling, you balled them both into fists, raising one to knock as loudly as you could. You could barely hear the thud of your fist on the wood over your thundering heart. 

The door opened in an instant, Rafe’s smiling face greeting you. It quickly faded when he took in your wide eyes, your hard breathing. He pulled you inside immediately, sliding the locks home behind you before gathering you into his arms. “What happened?”

You explained as quick as you could, but the adrenaline from the whole thing was starting to die down. Your previous thoughts were starting to seem silly at this point. JJ was a hothead, but you didn't think he’d go so far as to take out his anger on you. He was probably just trying to scare you, nothing more, nothing less. 

Rafe, on the other hand, was livid. 

“Did they hurt you?” He asked, voice dangerously low. His eyes searched you for any visible injuries, hands sliding over your body with the utmost care, a stark contrast to the storm creeping into his beautiful blue eyes. “I swear to god if those punks even laid a finger on you—” 

“No, no, they didn’t hurt me, Rafe. I’m okay now, I promise. Just a little shaken up is all.” You assured him, stopping his search by lacing your fingers through his. He still looked unsure. “I’m fine, baby. Honest.” 

Rafe’s brows furrowed long and hard, and you reached up, attempting to smooth out the deep wrinkle between them with your thumb. 

You traced above one of them, trailing down over the skin under it before letting your palm settle against his cheek. His eyes fluttered shut for a split second as he leaned more into your touch. The wrinkle disappeared. 

“Okay. But you’re not going home tonight. You’re gonna stay here, with me, and I’m gonna have a talk with my sister in the morning, okay?” He was calmer now, you could tell. The sharp edge to his voice was gone, his shoulders relaxed the more you stroked along his skin. You nodded, satisfied. “Can I make you something? Tea? A snack? I’ve got those cheese puffs you’re so obsessed with, though I don’t really see how good—” 

“Rafe,” You chided, smiling warmly, “You don’t have to dote on me. I’m fine.” 

“I know. My girl’s strong.” He murmured, turning his head to press a kiss to the soft skin of your palm. “Just had me worried for a bit, that’s all.” 

You kissed him, short and sweet, before tugging him towards the living room. Your gaze landed on the snacks he’d laid out on the coffee table first, drifting to the heaps of blankets and pillows on the couch right after.

Everything was already set up perfectly, and with all that had happened in just the past hour, sent a warmth flooding through your body, a sense of safe and love and home that you only ever felt when you were with Rafe. 

Rafe suddenly looked bashful, scratching the back of his neck with an embarrassed grin at the way you were looking at him. “What? I was excited to see you.” 

“You saw me yesterday, Rafe.” You chided lightly, completely failing at a stern look in favor of something much fonder. 

“Doesn’t mean I can’t miss you.” 

“Rafe Cameron, are you going soft on me?” You hummed, settling onto the couch. Rafe threw himself down next to you with a nonchalant shrug, resting an idle hand on your knee when you threw your legs across his thighs, but the answer was a resounding yes.

Yes, he was soft for you. Yes, he loved you more than he loved anything and anyone in this world. 

He knew it, you knew it, and that was what prompted him to speak his next words. 

“Y’know, I’ve been thinking.” 

“Uh oh.” You snickered, drawing a roll of his eyes with a lopsided smile. 

“Hilarious. Anyways, um, what would—I mean, what’re your thoughts about maybe…moving in with me?” 

“Here?” Maybe you sounded a bit more skeptical than you meant to, because Rafe quickly backtracked, sitting up straight. 

“Doesn’t have to be here. We could get a new place, if you want.” He replied, shaking his head. “Top’s uncle works in real estate, I could probably get him to show us some places within the next couple of days—”

“No.” 

Rafe’s expression crumpled. “No? No, as in no, you don’t want to live together?” 

You amended your rather blunt statement with a hand placed over his. “No, as in no, I don’t want to get a new place. I wanna live here. With you.” 

“You do?” 

“Don’t look so surprised, Cameron, your place is way nicer than mine.” You teased. Clearly amused, he scoffed, giving your calf a playful pinch. 

“That the only reason?” 

“‘Course not. I’m also looking forward to that fancy shower head in your bathroom.” 

Rafe snorted, pulling you close against him, pressing his forehead against yours. He looked a bit funny like this, nearly bug-eyed because of your close proximity, but you thought he’d never looked cuter. “And me?” 

You peppered kisses to his cheeks, chin, nose, the corners of his mouth in lieu of an answer, loud and over dramatic and definitely obnoxious, but it made him laugh. Then you kissed him right where he wanted, firm and loving against his lips to say yes, always you, and he smiled. 

Moving in with Rafe meant getting to hear your favorite laugh, see your favorite smile, every single day waking up next to him. You hoped you’d get to experience it for the rest of your life, starting now. 

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[shinestarhwaa]

I heard you were asking for WooSanHwa brainrot so here's my hard thots:

WooSanHwa takes the (female) reader(who has been flirting with them and teasing them throughout their entire Coachella show) to their hotel room after their Coachella performance, fucks the reader into the next century and completely slut her out.

I am soaking wet by the (im)pure thought of it.

HOTELROOM || WOOSANHWA

Genre: Smut

Pairing: WooSanHwa x Fem Reader

Word Count: 2.0k

Tags/Warnings: Coachellateez, Idol AU, Dom!WooSanHwa, Sub!Reader, Foursome, Unprotected sex, Slight mxm (SanHwa), Namecalling, Oral sex, Fingering, Nipple play, Boobjob, Double blowjob, Double penetration, Amateur pornography/Filming sex

Taglist: @anyamaris @a-soft-hornytiny @whatudowhennooneseesyou @wooyoungmybelovedhusband @pyeonghongrie-main @woosanbby @dreamlesswonder86 @changbinslovelylegs @jonghostie @lovjensoo @mjyungi @bratty-tingz @sugarnspice630 @stardragongalaxy @bro-atz @wisejudgedragonhairdo @mingisg00dgirl @vesvosmozhno

ENJOY!

"You know what we can do in that hotel room?"

Seonghwa's voice was low and husky as he stood behind you in the elevator. His voice raised goosebumps all over your body. You felt his breath on your exposed shoulder, his fingertips travelling across the soft skin on your bare arms.

"What can we do?" You whispered. Wooyoung and San - who stood before you - smirked at each other. "Pay you back for all the tricks you were pulling today," the younger one said. "Tricks?" You gulped.

"You know what you did, Y/N, look at you. Wearing a skirt that barely covers your ass, long boots that make your legs look more desirable than ever and a top that shouldn't be worn in front of other people. The eyes you made at us while we were performing. Do you know how much I was struggling at the end to cover up how hard you were making me?" San grunted, attaching his lips to your neck.

You felt yourself clench around nothing as San left little marks on your neck. The elevator doors opened and they ushered you out. They then guided you into one of their hotel rooms, San's, you could tell by the snacks and clothes laying around.

''What are you gonna do to me?'' You asked innocently, but the boys didn't believe your act. "Why don't we start with what you're gonna do for us first?" San smirked, pushing you to your knees. You bit your lip and arched your back a little, showing off your behind on purpose.

"Look at you, already behaving like a little slut?" Wooyoung spat as he laughed. The guys stripped themselves from their clothes, not wasting any time putting on a show. Soon enough the three men stood naked, surrounding you. Their cocks hard, coloured an angry red.

"We're not gonna let you off easily, Y/N, you are going to have to work for it," Seonghwa stated. You eagerly opened your mouth, nodding and looking at him with big shiny eyes. He smirked and tapped his cock on your tongue a few times before sliding it into your mouth.

Seonghwa grunted when you swallowed him with such ease. He looked divine like this, cock sucked and head thrown back. He truly was a sight to behold. ''Look at that, so hungry for cock, aren't you?'' San commented when you fervidly bobbed your head up and down Seonghwa's shaft.

The job was messy, you were slobbering down his dick, and Wooyoung laughed at you. ''She's such a messy girl... Y/N, you're just a messy little whore aren't you?'' He pulled your hair to get you off Seonghwa's dick and slid his own into your mouth. Wooyoung started to fuck your mouth and you felt him hit the back of your throat repeatedly.

While Wooyoung rolled his hips forward, rutting into your mouth San kneeled behind you and tore off your top, revealing your bare tits. ''Fuck, you weren't even wearing anything under that, babygirl?'' San groaned, ''You're a fuckin' tease.'' San licked the pads of his thumbs and rubbed them over and around your sensitive nipples.

You moaned around Wooyoung's cock, saliva and pre-cum dripping down your chin. He pushed your head down on his shaft, making you gag and struggle to breathe. Seonghwa pulled Wooyoung back, telling him he can't come just yet and Wooyoung sulked, rolling his eyes. You gasp for air and lean back in San's safe touch. He fondled and kneeded your breasts, making you moan his name softly.

Moments later Seonghwa pulled you back up and San saw this as the perfect opportunity to yank down your skirts and thong. ''Bend over,'' the eldest said, and you were quick to obey. You rested your hands on the foot of the bed as you showed off your plump ass to them. ''Fuck,'' you heard San grunt, always a big enthusiast when it came to butts. Seonghwa kneeled behind you this time and parted your legs slightly so he had a perfect view on your glistening wet cunt.

''Aren't you a dream, huh baby?''

You felt Seonghwa's long tongue glide through your wet slit. You whimpered softly when you felt him brush against your clit. ''Your pussy tastes too good baby, it should be treated nicely, savored... Too bad we can't do that tonight.'' ''N-Not?'' ''No baby, you've been a real fucking slut today and sluts don't deserve to have their pussies savored. Do you know what they do deserve?'' ''What do they deserve...?'' you spoke in a small voice. ''To be used. And fuck, we'll use it well, baby.''

Seonghwa's low tone had a visible effect on you, every hair on your body rising and pussy dripping more than ever. You felt Seonghwa's tongue dip into your core and he started tongue-fucking you whilst moaning against your sex. Seonghwa got off on licking your pussy and you both knew it, but it seemed different this time. He was more eager, and not to make you come but to torture and tease you.

His hands were all over your ass and he smacked it and grabbed it tight, making you cry out his name and beg for more. Wooyoung and San who had been standing there watching the two of you smirked and decided they had enough.

''Get on the bed Y/N, don't let him have all the fun.''

You gasped and got on the bed with shaking legs, sensitive from the pleasure Seonghwa was giving you earlier. San laid you down and propped your legs up. His fingers skimmed over your wet pussy and you whined softly. ''You're so easy, arent you little one?'' You nodded and bit your lip.

San's fingers brushed over your clit and you moaned his name in response, your entire body reacting instantly to his touch. Seonghwa got on the bed too and smirked, sliding his long middle finger into your cunt. ''O-Oh God,'' you moaned as you squirmed. Seonghwa soon enough slid another finger inside you and started pumping them in and out at a fast pace, curling them just right as San focussed on rubbing your clit.

Wooyoung got on top of you, a big smirk plastered on his face. ''F-fuck. What are you gonna do to me, Woo?'' you asked, your eyes daring. He grabbed your tits roughly and grunted. ''Gonna fuck these tits baby, gonna use your body like a little fucktoy and paint you with my cum.''

The youngest laid his cock in the valley of your breasts before squishing them together, trapping his shaft. The first two thrusts were a little rough but the spit and pre-cum that covered his cock earlier started to make it easier. He flicked and played with your nipples as he fucked your tits, getting rougher and rougher with every thrust of his hips.

The force of Seonghwa's fingers inside you became harder and you could hear how wet you were getting, hearing yourself squelch with every thrust of his fingers. With San's fingers on your clit the pressure inside your abdomen was building up and you felt yourself getting closer to your climax. Your breathing picked up and your moans turned into high-pitched whines. Right before you could announce your climax the boys pulled away their fingers, stopping your orgasm.

You whined and bit your lip, hands roaming Wooyoung's body above you. ''You really think we're going to make this easy for you, aren't you? We told you we'd use your body tonight baby, this isn't about letting you cum, this is about making ourselves feel good and punishing you for behaving like a little slut.''

With a few more thrusts Wooyoung's dick pulsated and twitched between your tits, spilling all of his seeds on your chest and neck. He panted out and let go of your tits, admiring the art he created. Wooyoung smirked and he reached to your pussy, feeling your swollen clit. You whimpered and squirmed beneath his touch. As Wooyoung started to circle your clit with his finger you noticed Seonghwa and San taking turns on each others necks and chests, kissing, sucking and latching their tongue all over their honey-like skin. Their hands groping each other's thighs and asses, cocks sliding together slightly.

''Look at them,'' the younger scoffed, ''Too horny to even think. Bet you like that, don't you little slut? Watching two guys so horny for you they're getting each other off?'' You nodded enthusiastically, making Wooyoung laugh again. ''Little whore, get on your knees, suck them off, now.''

You nodded and got on your hands and knees, moving towards San and Seonghwa. ''You can take both of them at once, can't you?'' Wooyoung asked, and your eyes widened. You looked at their cocks and nearly drooled at the sight of them. How on earth could you take both at once?

Your tongue darted out and started to lick the two cocks pushed together. You sucked at their tips, one at a time, earning some groans from the guys hovering over you. ''Do it baby, take them both,'' Wooyoung ordered you. Just as you were about to protest he pushed down your head on their cocks, making you whimper and gag around them.

''That's it, take us like the good fucking whore you are,'' Seonghwa cursed. Then you suddenly felt Wooyoung slide his cock into your pussy from behind. Your pussy swallowed his member so easily it was nearly embarrassing. But all embarrassment was thrown out the window now that you had your mouth full with two cocks and your pussy stuffed with one too.

Wooyoung thrusted into your cunt hard and fast and Seonghwa made sure to keep your mouth on their cocks, not letting you escape them. Your eyes were burning and your cheeks were wet with tears, mouth still gagging on their lengths. When you felt you might suffocate you tapped Seonghwa's thigh and he let go of you. San pulled your hair, removing you from their members and letting you breathe for a few seconds.

''Pull out Woo, we want turns inside her too,'' San complained. ''Let me come first then, you'll get your turn.''

Wooyoung stayed true to his words, fucking you hard and deep and using your pussy like a little fucktoy. It didn't take long before he moaned your name and came in your cunt, filling it up with his cum. He pulled out and panted, letting go of your body. Seonghwa laid down and pulled you on top of him. You immediately sank down on his length no questions asked, and Seonghwa's eyes rolled back into his head. ''Fuck, you feel so perfect, little one.''

You felt San's broad chest press down on your back and feel his strong arms wrapped around your body. Suddenly his cock slid in your cunt, pushing in and out along Seonghwa's. ''O-Oh my God!'' you cried out. ''That's it, take it like a good girl,'' San moaned. Wooyoung sat beside the three of you and took out his phone, filming San and Seonghwa pounding into you relentlessly. He was careful not to include your faces in the video so he focussed on your cunt and your ass, smirking as he zoomed in and got the perfect angles.

''You look so good, little one, so perfect and pretty,'' Wooyoung smirked. Your breathing was loud and heavy and you felt yourself get closer. ''You gonna come little whore? Gonna come on our cocks? Go ahead then, come for us,'' San spoke. You threw your head back and moaned loudly, body shuddering as you orgasmed, walls clenching around their thick cocks.

San smacked your ass a few times as he thrusted deep into you. You could barely moan out anymore, feeling so tired and fucked out by the big cocks stretching you out. Seonghwa's hips snapped up into you as he grabbed your tits in his hands, tweaking your nipples. ''I'm not gonna last long,'' he moaned out and San moaned and nodded in response, ''Me neither, gonna fuck our whore nice and full huh? Bet you'd like that, come on little whore, take it, take our fucking loads and be the good slut you are,'' San grunted.

In a matter of seconds their thrusts got sloppier and they came, filling you up with their cum and riding out their orgasms. ''That video turned out nicely,'' Wooyoung said with a smirk. ''You should behave like a slut more often if this is the outcome.''

[jillsandwhichs]

joel miller x reader smutshot collection , chap 2 , hookups n all

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pairing: F!reader x Joel Miller

summary: While you're at the bar alone, you meet a man named Joel and his brother Tommy. You and Joel take a liking to one another and it ends in some sexual tension being released

status of your guy's relationship in this one shot: Strangers

wc: 4.7k

type: NSFW

warnings: Hookup, Bathroom sex, Buzzed sex, Dirty talk, Reader is described to have pubes (So is Joel), Consenting force, Oral sex, Joel cums in your mouth, Doggy style and Mirror sex

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You were sat in the dimmer corner of the bar, the ragged light just above you seeming to only be hanging by a string, as if it could fall onto your head at any given moment. You could hear the light buzzing, bugs becoming attracted to not only it's brightness, but it's loudness too. You ignored it though, just munching on your fries, which were definitely some of the soggiest you've ever had while taking sips of your drink.

You got your usual - Tequila. Well, that's not all. Of course, you have yourself a chaser with some lime on the side, you aren't a psychopath. Well, you kind of are. What kind of woman goes to a bar on a Saturday night all by herself? Every other woman here has a plus one, other than you. Luckily, you can get as wasted as you'd like, your house is just down the street from here, a simple stride home. A stride of shame, more than likely.

Everyone else in the bar seemed to be having the time of their lives, dancing and playing shitty bar games, the occasional fight has erupted over the damn games. Last time you came, two old fucks knocked one another out; Truly, it was a sight to behold. But today (Or rather tonight), the bar is packed full of morely ladies and gents, minusing the few bastards and wankers that made their way through the establishment, being a nuisance.

You kept to yourself, wanting this night to pass faster than it already is. You should just be home right now but instead, you can't help but drink away your sorrows. You feel fuckin' pathetic, but hey, what can you do? Being broken up with ain't easy but you have to cope with it one way or another.

You took a big swig of your tequila, shaking your head slightly at the burning feeling in your chest now, sucking on the sour lime directly afterwards. Whilst you did, you watched as two tall and burly man made their way through the ran down bar, their hips pushing against the wooden door of it. They didn't seem to have any care in the world - A feeling in which you wish you had for yourself. But you'll be damned.

Both men were intimidating. Not in the sense they look scary or they'd rip you apart, but rather because they look like they know everyone here. Everyone went silent when the men entered the building and you couldn't tell if it was because they were famous or because everyone was terrified of them. It was neither for you, you just minded yourself, still eating and drinking as if you hadn't noticed them walk in.

"Two beers, one for me and one for him." The slimmer man stated to the bartender, the worker quickly hopping to accommodate his request. The man whom had taken the order took a seat at the bar, on a stool, the more gruff man taking in the look of the bar, scoffing to himself. "This place is a damn shit hole." He chuckled to himself, sitting down beside the other man. Are they brothers or something? Lovers? Like this is some brokeback mountain deal. You don't discriminate. They do look similar though, so probably siblings.

The bartender set their drinks in front of them, both men taking them and taking large guzzles from them. "Pigs." You whispered beneath your breath, feeling accomplished that they didn't hear the peep come out from you. Although, the more roughened up guy was attractive. He had brown hair, messy scruff, apocalyptic looking clothing. He was a good looking man. Same could be said for his possible brother, but you prefer your men sloppy.

Guess you were staring a tad bit too long, the man caught a glimpse of you as well, you could see his lips tugging at the corners of his cheeks. It wasn't a real lookin' smile, rather one full of playfulness and lust; You could identify it anywhere. You didn't think much of it considering a lot of men around here are like that. Country boys are some of the most desperate fuckers you'll ever meet. They'd let a snake bite their pecker at the chance to just fondle a woman's breast.

You drank the last bit of your tequila, pushing it aside and now not even wanting to finish your food off. Instead, you crossed one leg over the other and looked up at the TV. It was mounted above the wall of the bar. You were appalled. They actually had a TV, this was new, you thought they could hardly afford glasses for attenders to drink out of. But here we are, they have a damn TV. You don't know the owners personally but it's clear they are struggling to keep this bar open.

You heard one of the barstools squeak as one of the men stood off of it. You paid no mind to it, assuming they were going to use the bathroom or get in a game of pool. Which is why you were quite surprised when the more buffer guy was now standing in front of your booth, leaning against the barkish, leather seat. "Scare ya?" He questioned, a dark laugh coming from him. You let out a breathless huff, "I ain't scared of nothin'." You mumbled, confused as to why he was suddenly up here.

Deep down you knew.

"Aw c'mon, you gotta be scared of somethin'." He made himself comfortable at the booth, sliding into the seat across from you. "Maybe I am, maybe I ain't." You replied, clearing your throat, your eyes trailing his body up and down. This man was surely a looker himself. "What's your name baby?" He questioned you again, his voice had the sexiest accent known to man - Southern. You let him know your name and after he just said it was pretty as he whistled.

"I'm Joel, that's my little brother Tommy over there." He took a look at his blood, seeing his brother drink and talk up some city girl. "I see..." You hummed out to the man. "Was you checkin' me out darlin'? Seemed so." Joel pointed out to you. Guilty as charged. "Once again, maybe I was, maybe I wasn't." You shrugged your shoulders, you enjoyed leaving a man wondering more, therefore he'd ask you more. "You were. I'm doin' the same thing now. I think you're gorgeous." Joel went on. "Oh yeah?" "Yeah." He chuckled, man spreading underneath the table. You knew what this man was doin' and it was workin'.

Your eyes were attracted to the broken watch on his wrist. It was dirty and old.

"Your watch is broken." "Trust me, I know." Joel bellowed, straightening his posture. "Let me buy you a drink." "No thank you, I am spent." Your eyes took a glance at your empty glass. "I see... My kinda girl, straight alcohol." He chuckled again. "You are a pretty little thing though, truly." "Thank you, again." He was cute himself. Very handsome. He like the roughened up look he has to himself. It's very attractive. He looks like he'd just totally man handle you.

"You got a boyfriend or something?" "No, I just got out of a relationship last week." "Well I'll be damned, how long was the relationship?" "Two years." You huffed out, eating another fry but not because you were hungry but rather because this was a touchy subject for you; Joel noticed that quite fast. "Hmm, guess you aren't lookin' then." "Maybe I am, maybe I'm not." You were so mysterious to him. He found it insanely attractive.

You were playing hard to get.

"That a fact? Well, I bet I can make you change your mind real quick." Joel adjusted the way he was sitting, licking his lips as his eyes didn't miss a single spot of your body as he gazed at you. You were surprised by his words. "Oh really now?" "Really." Joel confirmed. "You're such a beautiful woman." "Thanks." You giggled.

"Cute laugh... Let me get you out of here..." "Hmm, I don't think so. I'd rather you fuck me here, in the bathroom. Don't know if I trust you enough to go home with you, you random man." You were being sarcastic but at the same time, truthful. You're dense sometimes but not in these moments. You're a smart girl. You didn't even know if he fully had sex in mind. You surely did.

"Well c'mon then, let me do some dirty things to you in that bathroom over there." Joel pointed to the bathroom behind you, rubbing his wet lips together. Was this man serious? He was. It has been a while. You are very willing to do this too.

You waited a moment before speaking again.

"What about your brother over there?" "He has ladies to occupy him... It'll be no more than five minutes anyways." Joel chuckled, he seems so convincing. "Persuasive." You cackled, looking around the bar again. He was right, his brother was still talkin' up some women.

Why the hell not?

You stood up, taking Joel's calloused hand in yours, leading him to the bathroom. You two walked through the mens bathroom door, not giving a single shit. As you did though, everyone's eyes were on you, clearly knowing what the two of you were up to. The bartender didn't care, he's probably seen this numerous of times. You were never the one to necessarily take the lead during sex, it was rare but with this man, how could you not? No one else was in the bathroom, luckily.

You pushed Joel up against the wall, a cheeky grin forming on his sly face. His hands went to your waist, holding you close. You felt the two of you weren't close enough with all of the layers he has on. "Let's get some of these out of here." You bit your lip, removing his coat, then his jacket. A titter came from him, enjoying how eager and ready you seem to be. Joel can already tell you'll be great at this.

His coat and jacket were tossed to the side, your hands going to his brawny shoulders, holding onto them. You leaned up onto your tippy toes, pressing your life's to his, his scruff scratching against your smooth felt face. His lips felt like cake against yours, the softness of them smothering you. His arms swathed around your hips, pulling your front entirely against his, his fingers digging into your skin roughly, making you yearn for him even more.

To Joel, you were very tempting. He couldn't read you when he came into the bar, that said a lot for him. Your free spirit is so sexy to him, he wants to be a part of that. He's used to having women throw themselves at him but you, you were different. He also finds you to be just beautiful. Your aura is divine to him. He was entranced by you, truly. He knows little about you, yet he can tell that's there so much more to you as a person.

"Tell me, what exactly is it you want?" Joel gruffly grumbled, beginning to kiss down your jawline and neck as he waited for your response. Gosh, you wanted everything. All of it. "What do you mean?" "What do ya want me to do to you honey?" He murmured, his lips marking every single speck of your neck. "Mmm, what do you want to do to me?" Joel thought momentarily before letting out a dark snicker. "I wanna taste you, make you cum around my mouth." His words were so arousing.

"Then you may do just that to me." You giggled, your fingers roaming through this messy yet soft hair.

The man wasted absolutely no time, lifting you up as if you were a feather. He placed you down on the counter, you didn't really know whether it was clean or not but you aren't some neat freak - Just a freak. You let out a soft sigh as his thick fingers when to the button of your pants, undoing them with haste, he was in such a rush to taste you, to smell you, make you his. You were soaked, moreso than the Niagara Falls. More than you've been in awhile. Gosh, you need this.

You lifted yourself up, giving Joel an easier time with pulling your pants past your ankles, then completely off. You were left in only panties now, your soaked spot glaring due to the light on you. "Mmm, I bet you taste damn good." Joel rumbled, his fingers encasing themselves around the top of your underwear, also pulling them down briskly, revealing your somewhat hairy pussy to him. He didn't mind at all. It was cute if anything.

"Sorry, I haven't shaven in some time." "Ain't a problem for me." Joel chuckled, making you feel a lot more comfortable around him. You never struggled with issues during hookups, you rarely partook in them though, you tend to prefer romantic and meaningful sex but the occasional one night stand is just as good. And whose to say Joel will only be a one night stand?

Joel bent down to the level of your core, face to face with it. You spread your legs slightly more, your wetness dripping onto the counter which you two will definitely have to clean up after. His hands found their spot on your thighs, they were so smooth, just like your face was. He kept his hands there as his head traversed to your cunt, licking his lips and showing he was ready to eat you, devour you.

You moaned softly and tossed your head back as his tounge committed to the first lick, from the bottom and all the way to the top, it felt magnificent. His hands caressed your legs as he began to eat you, not caring about another thing in the world. You didn't care if you ended up moaning loudly and an excessive amount, you couldn't care less, you just wanna feel good and Joel is giving it to you on a silver platter.

His tounge swiped and swirled along your cunt, picking up your wetness and eating you out like a man who's been starving all of his life. All you were good for was sittin' there and lookin' pretty for him, making sure you tasted extra special, just for Joel. Your hands didn't stay in one place - His hair, arms, the counter, your upper thighs, you couldn't pick. But you could tell that anytime you'd play with his somewhat curly hair, he'd growl, indicating he was totally into it and you most definitely were too.

His lips sucked on your clit, his tongue doing hard swishes across it, making your entire body jolt at each slick movement. "You taste great baby." He growled to you, his dirty fingernails still digging into your pressed thighs. He was a hard working man, he was surely workin' hard on you. "Mmm, it feels so good." You whined out, not being able to stay still. You could hear the sound of him slurping you up. He was a mad man, going absolutely ape style on you as he ravished you.

"You're gonna cum on my face, aren't you?" His dirty talk was something you weren't often used to, but it woke something up in you. Your ex would never talk during sex. The most you'd get was him saying you're beautiful or asking if it felt good. That was it though. It was nothing like Joel was saying and the things he said were so sexy. It was different in the best way possible. "You want me to?" "All over baby." Joe panted, his tongue feeling as if it's delving into your entrance, it was such a pleasuring feeling.

His tongue worked absolute magic on you, you felt your stomach do that almost too familiar twist, you knew you were going to cum within seconds.

"C'mon sweetheart." Joel mumbled, his entire mouth covering your pussy at this point.

With a few more sucks and licks, you felt your orgasm passed through you like a damn bullet train.

You attempted to move your body away, already over stimmed by his movements but the man held you in place, continuing to suckle on your entire cunt. "Oh Jesus Christ Joel." You moaned quietly, your breath halting. "Good girl." Joel mumbled, pulling away shortly after he could tell you were over it. "You tasted... Amazing..." He praised you kindly, stepping closer to you and using both hands to cup your face. You puckered your lips for him, relief washing over you as he smooched you back.

You pulled him closer, holding onto his shoulders, relishing in the way the two of you made out.

"I wanna feel that pretty little mouth of yours around me." Joel admitted, you wouldn't mind either. "Yeah?" You hummed out to him, your hands on his cool face. "Get on your knees." Joel stated in a sexy voice, stepping away from you. You watched as your hands fell back to your side, falling from his face. He began to twiddle with his belt, rushing to take it off. He dropped his pants, then his underwear, his hardened cock being revealed just before you. He was big, oh so big. "Wow." You chuckled, hopping yourself up off of the counter. Joel simply laughed at you, your reaction was priceless.

You listened to him though, getting on your knees. Joel made sure it was a more cleaner spot on the floor. It did look quite pristine but you'd rather be safe than sorry. "Don't be a head pusher." You teased, beginning to pump his rock hard length in your hand. "Oh... You don't like a little force?" Joel chuckled, petting your head. You could feel his fingers dazzling thin strands of your hair, he liked it. "Maybe just a little." You winked playfully, pumping him only a couple more times before you began to use your wet tongue on him.

Licking the base, you went all the way down, his pubes going against your face, you pulled away. Soon his entire cock was coated in your salvia, you were takin' your sweet time on him. On his tip, you'd quickly surge your tongue on it, causing Joel to wince in pleasure and desperation. "Damn baby," Joel grunted, both of his hands on your head now, "I know you like a little push." He went on. You did. He was not in the wrong.

Right when you wrapped both of your lips around him, he pushed your head down, causing his entire dick to disappear into your mouth and somewhat down your throat. An immediate reaction of you gagging occured, but you continued, wanting to feel that warm stream of his cum seep deep down your pink throat. "You're..." He groaned out, seething as he felt your throat on his tip. "You're way too damn good at this darlin'." Joel enjoyed how experienced you seem to be. It was honestly so fucking hot to him.

You continued to suck him off. Every inch of his lengthy cock was in your mouth. Each time you'd move your head forward, he'd hold your head in place for a moment or two, just loving how you felt in thst exact spot. Joel was holding onto your hair but not in a hurtful manner; Only in a way that he could use a bit of force to help you move faster, which you didn't give a fuck, as long as he was feelin' good due to you. "Mmm, you take it so well sweetheart, look at you, my entire dick in your mouth. Best girl ever." Joel complimented you, only giving you more motivation to help him hit his peak sooner.

The lewd sounds of your tounge and mouth were loud and Joel couldn't get enough, all he could manage to do was stare down at you as you blew him off. He hasn't had a blowjob this intense in ages, you're truly a wonder to him. "Fuck." He moaned, his head tilting back. Your hands rested on his bare thighs, feeling his hairy legs, all men have them. "I think I'm gonna cum." Joel tugged on your hair harder now, wanting to finish ASAP.

It's as if he could already tell you'd swallow for him.

With just a few more pumps against your head, you felt him suddenly release your mouth. It was as if it was never ending - His cum. You swallowed every last drop though, all while keeping contact with him, which is probably why he came even more. You knew how to make a man lose himself, and you just performed that on Joel, he clearly loved it immensely.

"Fuck sakes." Joel pulled you up from the ground, pushing you against the wall as he began to kiss your face all over, then just focused on your lips. You giggled, kissing him right back. As the two of you continued your make out sesh, you felt his hands find their way beneath your shirt, both hands cupping your braless tits. "No bra, hmm? Dirty girl." "Maybe I knew somethin' like this would happen tonight." You tittered. His hands were warm on your breast, like a fresh cup of warm coffee in your everyday mug, they were warm.

He squeezed them, earning a squeal out of you. "Mmm, I wanna fuck you." Joel growled, kissing your neck again. "Let's do it baby." He added on, now removing your shirt. You held your arms up for him to do so, your boobs bouncing out as he did so. His lips went to them, his entire mouth engulfing your nipple. You felt his tongue sharply flick the nipple, making it harden up more. He did this to your other breast as well, now both of your nipples were hard due to his work. "So sexy." Joel held both boobs in his hands as he kissed you once again.

This was truly crazy to you. Since when did one night stands become so passionate? You seriously wanted this, you wanted him. You knew most likely you couldn't have him. But you wanted him more than you did a couple minutes ago. He was just so fine and manly, you found that attractive in men and even more so with him considering he flaunts it. He knew what he wanted, and he got you.

Soon enough, Joel had you bent over the counter. Your arms were resting on it and a cracked mirror was directly in front of you. You never had mirror sex before, this ought to be good.

"You're so beautiful." Joel looked at your entire body as he stood behind you, his eyes then made contact with yours through the mirror. He took his member in his hands, lining it up with your core and rubbing it through your slits, making you shiver. It felt so good. He was so great at this. The air in the bathroom was warm, by the time the two of you were done, you'd both be sweating intensely.

"Tell me to stop if needed." Consent is sexy.

Joel then slowly but surely pushed himself into you, each inch making you close your eyes tighter. Once he was all the way in, he stopped himself, his hands gripping your waist hard, making sure you were being supported. Your arms stayed on the counter, bent and keeping you stable just as he was. You already figure he'll be rough with you, he'll make sure you feel pleased.

Each time he thrusted into you, the sound of your ass clapping against his manhood was loud, your moans adding to that. Everyone in the bar could hear and yet, you paid no mind. Joel kept his eyes on you the entire time. They were either on your face, back or your ass, but always on you. Your eyes were darting all over the room. You felt nervous making eye contact with him through the mirror, either way, you could hardly keep your eyes open anyways.

"You're so tight." Joel grunted, his hands stroking your midriff. "I am?" You panted, you've never been told that. Your ex was always the silent type. "Very, so tight." Joel held you even more firmly now. You loved the way he talks to you during this. You want a man like him. Or just him. Joel would go from fast, short thrusts into slow, deep thrusts, both felt amazing and made your stomach turn like a brew. "Joel, it feels so good." "I know baby, I know." "God damnit." You whimpered, looking up at the mirror.

Joel looked right back at you, his mouth open and his hair a mess as he fucked you with brisk speed, making sure you'd remember this fucking for the rest of your life. You can already feel your legs wanting to give out from how hard he was going, your stomach slamming into the edge of the counter with every single pump. "You feel how deep I am in you?" Joel grunted. "You're so wet." He commented. "You aren't used to be talked to during sex, are you?"

He could tell.

"No." You admitted, whining as he thrusted unrelentingly.

"I could treat you better than that shit ex of yours could, I promise you that baby." Joel whispered, his hand now on your shoulder, the other at his side. He used his strength to pull your ass back onto him, your wetness making it easy to slip and slide on his dick. "I'm gonna cum." "Hold it just a bit longer hun." Joel cooed to you. His voice was so soft and sounded so loving. He could also be so stern and demanding. The switch up was part of what made you like him so much.

Inside of you, you could feel Joel's member pulse. Pulsating in utter pleasure. And you, you could feel it all. Your stomach was ready to burst, your orgasm creepin' up on you. Joel could obviously tell you were close, he slowed his movements down and made sure to savour this intimate moment the two of you were sharing.

You felt his hand swing underneath you, going to your clit as he began to rub it, all while thrusting into you moderately. "Fuck." You hid your head in your arm, your soft little moans making him harder inside of you. "Cum for me, pretty thing." Joel whispered, slapping your clit with his fingers and that completely caused you to lose it.

You let out a few sharp yet stuttered moans as you clenched around Joel, your climax unraveling inside of you. Joel made sure he quickly pulled out of you, knowing he was going to cum as well.

You felt his cum squirt onto your ass, trailing down your leg til it eventually dropped off onto the cold tiled floor.

"Jesus H Christ." Joel snickered, patting your ass a few times. "Yeah." You giggled too, attempting to stand up straight. "I fucked you that good?" He teased, helping you straighten yourself. You looked at him, your eyes soft yet spent. "Drive me home, I trust you." You chuckled, placing your hands on his sweaty shoulders. "Let's get dressed and clean up first, okay darlin'?" "Sure thing." You replied, he was right.

The two of you got dressed, making sure you didn't look too crazy. Your hair was messy, his too, but that was about it. You plan to sleep once you're home anyways. "Grab a couple paper towels baby, wipe down the counters, ill be in my truck." "Is your brother going to come with us?" You felt as though it'd be extremely weird if he did. "Don't worry bout that hun, he has his own car." Joel assured you, then walked out of the bars restroom.

You stood there, looking at the mess you guy's made.

"Geez." You chortled before beginning to wipe it all down respectfully.

[sophswritingthings]

I Just binged your apothecary wife series (SO GOOD BTW) and hear me out

Mizu x reader, but reader is kinda similar in the sense that they pretend to be a man in public , OR fem presenting woman who knows how to fight. And basically them being a power couple

(Imagine reader has something like dual swords instead of a katana, or like something fun and cool) 👀👀

Also i want mizus gender so Bad

pairing: mizu x fem!warrior!reader

warning(s): swearing, blood, injury, uhhhh a little nsfw? I made it as sfw as I could with what my mind wanted to do 

a/n: dude. you guys are so SMART. and yes, I want mizu's gender as well. i already am having thoughts about fuckin next halloween 

summary: you had been mizu's dueling partner for years; and only recently had the two of you gotten together. you joined her on her quest to kill the three white men in japan. and you two are absolutely a power couple, ready to kick ass at all time—and your passion for one another grows day by day.

word count: 874 words / 4,710 characters 

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mizu came back up from her fight, covered in blood; severed limbs scattered around her. and there you were, her lovely partner, on the other side of the fight.

you were also drenched in blood, your hair tied back and a flower (which she had given you) tucked in your hair splotched with blood. you were wielding two swords in either of your hands, smiling at her.

she walked over to you, each step concise and filled with purpose. she gave you a quick kiss on the lips, making you drop your weapons at your sides. she always found it cute how you let your guard down so much with her.

“you still manage to look so beautiful, even like this,” she murmurs against your lips, brushing a hand through your dark hair. 

“as are you,” you whisper, titling your head back to give her access to your neck. she takes the gesture happily, pressing soft kisses on your neck. it drew soft sighs and smiles from you.

“we need to get cleaned up.” she murmurs, dragging you down the cliff. you still wore a kimono, to which you tucked you swords under.

you still needed to be seen as a lady, to pass by. underneath that little facade was the ass kicking badass that mizu loved so much.

you stopped at the ocean, a small tide pool closed off by rocks. she was stood behind you, slowly removing your blood soaked kimono and dropping it to the sand.

you shivered as the cold wind brushed your skin. your partner was behind you, breathing in your presence, kissing and biting the skin of your neck.

it felt so damn good, little soft moans and sighs escaping your lips as she did so.

mizu chuckled against your neck, standing up straight. she pulled your hair down from its updo, doing the same with hers. she tugged off her own blood soaked clothes, taking your hand and leading you into the warm tide pool. 

you hummed, sitting in your partners lap, your forehead pressed against hers. her fingertips gently caressed your waist.

you were so beautiful, like this. so kind and gentle on the outside of the that fighting persona; so sweet, so beautiful.

you had gone from being so serene and sweet to pissing her off.

you splashed water into her face, giggling as you did so.

she wiped the water from her eyes, opening those gorgeous blue eyes with an unimpressed expression. she raised an eyebrow, only slightly.

“I will kill you.” she hissed the words, but there was no truth behind those words. you knew what she said was bullshit, an empty threat.

she’d never lay a finger on you, well, not in that way, at least.

“ah, uh-huh, sure you will, my darling,” you giggle, wading backwards through the pool. “I would like to see your attempt.”

her expression changed with a smirk across her face now, her hair dripping wet as it felt on her face. the sight was one to behold.

mizu waded under the shallow water, grabbing your ankles and dragging you under with her.

you let out a little squeak of surprise, laughing as the bubbles floated to the surface. 

the two of you popped up from the water again, your body now pinned against the rough rocks. her soaking wet body kept you pinned there; your wrists firmly in her hands.

you giggle, “how the tables turn, I see,” you murmur, gazing up at mizu with hungry eyes.

mizu didn’t say a word, brushing your hair behind your ear. 

“uh.. mizu..?” you were getting worried from your partners silence, gazing back at her. she typically had some stupid thing to say in these kinds of situations.. but here she was, silent as the wind. “I-is everything okay?”

“I love you.”

those three little words left her mouth. 

your eyes went wide, gazing back at her. she had never said anything like this, not to you, not to anyone. you weren’t sure she even said it to herself.

“I love you more than I think you could even phantom,” she whispered, leaning into the crook of your neck, kissing tenderly. her body pressed yours, drawing a soft moan right from your chest.

“I..” your voice trailed off, trying to return the passion in which your lover showed you. “I.. I love you too..”

you whispered the words. you were too wrapped up in the moment, with the ‘I love you’ and the way she were pressed up against you.

you could hear her whispering tiny little I love you’s in between passionate kisses. It was clear she meant it; and she was going to make that clear. wether it was with words or actions, it didn’t matter.

you loved her so much.

you would most likely follow her to the ends of the earth, if she asked. and you knew she would do the same for you.

you were devoted to one another. as partners, as lovers.

devoted to your love, to your passion. It wasn’t an obsession, a worship, one sided.   you were equally devoted to one another; and that was clear from miles away.

she would tell you she loved you to her very last breath. 

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a/n: mizu is the person to get so devoted to her lover that she dies protecting them and I need that. I need it now

[eri-lessthan3]

Hey you

all of you complaining about tumblr live

Seethe and cope 😎

Okay but seriously

Get yourself the Stylus extension For Firefox users: https://addons.mozilla.org/en-GB/firefox/addon/styl-us/ and for everyone else: https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/stylus/clngdbkpkpeebahjckkjfobafhncgmne

Get the Old Tumblr Dashboard Style: https://userstyles.world/style/11286/old-tumblr-dashboard-2023

You should get this stuff even if you don't plan to remove tumblr live :3 Now here is where the magic comes from:

Stylus allows you to add custom css styles to websites, and you can edit themes made by other people to fit your needs!

See that little fucker? How about we fuckin g kill it?

Press f12 to open the Developer Tools (or however it is called lmao)

Click on this little guy

Now you can select an element on the website, and it will show where it is in the html!

3. Point

Click on it, and now we will see something like this in the inspector!

Collapse a bunch of this stuff, since here we only care about the list items, or <li>

These are the different buttons in the banner

Now, how do we fucking kill that guy?

There are a number of ways to do this, so let's start with the simplest one

Delete

Just select the list item that has the title "Live" and press delete!

So it is gone now, right?

Well... not really. If you refresh the page, it is back. Which makes sense, since the only thing we did is remove that part of the "code" (if you can call html "code"), but when we refreshed it, the server gave us a version of the site that obviously had the button still there.

So what is a smarter way to get rid of it?

While you can't really delete a specific part of the site with just css, you can hide it! To do that, all you have to do is apply the style display: none;

Like that! While it doesn't fix the problem with the refresh, it brings us closer to the solution.

Remember when we got Stylus? yeah!

Go inside of it (😳), and inside the Old tumblr dashboard theme (😳😳), and now we just need to apply the css style of "remove that fucker" to the specific list item. How do we do that, since we can't add it directly into html? We use the attribute selector, and we look for title="Live"!

Where do I write this????

Well, css applies the styles from top to bottom of the style sheet (usually, this post is already too long), and you see how the list item has a few classes assigned to it? It so happens that they also modify the display property, so we have to override it by putting our selector after those in the css sheet... so basically you can just write the thingie at the end 😅

Here is how the attribute selector works!

the .IYr09 part is that specific class, so that if there is ever something on this page that has the title="Live" but isn't what we are looking for, it won't apply there (You don't need to do this, but whatever). The attribute selector is written in the square brackets, and you just... write the attribute that you are looking for there ;P

(I also did the same for the Explore button, but that can be an exercise for the interested ;P)

And now, BEHOLD

(How am I so popular that I got dms during the making of this >.&lt;)

And it will stay like this, forever*

*except if something happens to the addon, theme, css of it or whatever, but you get the point!

[chaisshitposts]

EEEEEE I'M GONNA JUMP- So I saw your post about the psych-k as soon as you posted it but I'm some sort of a lazy person, so I always found excuses not to do it until I yanked myself yesterday night to do it, I kid you not it took me only 5 minutes for each crossed side before I felt a shift in my reality 🧍LIKE I ACTUALLY FELT A MINI FADE OUT THEN FADE IN, I knew this means it had been done, for context, I affirmed "I am a master manifester" for a couple of times, I didn't even pay attention to the left/right position, I just did what I thought it was true then affirmed, and of course I decided to try out once I untangled myself, I simply stated ONLY ONE TIME "I'll wake up at 10", and behold, the most lazy ass person who always wakes up at 12 magically woke up refreshed at 10🧍, AND GUESS WHAT ELSE? I MANIFESTED HAVING LONGER EYELASHES HELLO??? I'm gonna cry this is so real, it's like after I did this method I just thought "cool if I have long eyelashes", boom the next thing is I got longer lashes 🧍

Imma be getting in the void soon, I'll do the psych-k again for having the best VC ✨

ILL LET YOU KNOW WHENEVER I DID AND ILL MANIFEST FOR YOU GUYS TO ENTER EASILY TOO, LETS DO THISSSS 💗💗

So I want to clear some things up for people, if you say "how do I do it" just go with your instincts, that way your body is going in it's natural state, and, don't focus on feeling the shift, I was singing a song in my head while repeating the affirmation 💀✌️, and most important of all, YOU'RE GONNA DO IT, I BELIEVE YOU GUYS

LOTS OF LOVE TO YOU AND @urgurljodie

i am so excited for ya. like... words cannot explain how happy i am for ya— omg 🥺 careful now... if ya blink too fast ya might just fly away with them long ass lashes of yers and ya won't be able to post a void success story... 🕵️ /jk

HELL FUCKIN' YE YOU'RE GONNA WAKE UP IN THE VOID STATE SOON !!! NO DOUBT ABOUT IT!!! I BELIEVE IN YA ANON!!! YEEEEEE!! LETS FUCKIN' GOOOO!!!!!!!!!! WOO WOO WOO WOO WOO WOO WOO!!!

[mallowmaenad]

Professor X: So what is your power?

Me: I can make it so people are identified by a specific trait when recalled in a story about events I'm present in.

Guy Who Smells Like Plain Candle Wax: What does that even- d-do I really...?

Me: Kinda.

Guy Who Smells Like Plain Candle Wax: Well, I don't see how that could help us here at the institute for gifted youngsters.

Sabertooth: MYAR! Xavier!!! I am here to assassinate you!

Guy Who Smells Like Plain Candle Wax: My X-Men! To me!

Me: Not so fast, behold my ultimate power!

Guy Who Tells Homeless People He doesn't Have any Money Even When His Pockets are Full Of Spare Change: HAHA! what did you even try to accom- uh. Oh c'mon.

Guy Who Smells Like Plain Candle Wax: Really? Not even a penny? What does anyone even use change for nowadays?

Guy Who Tells Homeless People He doesn't Have any Money Even When His Pockets are Full Of Spare Change: It's just that I need it for the laundromat and I mean like, they're probably gonna spend it on drugs anyways.

Thick And Well-Hung Gurl Who Is A Perfect Canidate For The X-Men: That's not cool dude. Not fuckin cool.

Guy Who Smells Like Plain Candle Wax: Can you please make these names less verbose?

[lady-of-the-puddle]

Hello hello, it is time once again for, you guessed it!

Rating Clu's

Homoerotically tense

Relationships

I thought long and hard about this because I only had about 2 in my head when I mistakenly threw it out there in another post but like, here you go 😎

Have a picture in case you forgot what cgi Jeff Bridges looks like:

Behold, a guy. Anyway

1. Kevin

He is the most obvious so I'll get this one out of the way

You are me and I am you but you are the darkest parts of me but I love you anyway

This begs the question:

Would you fuck your darker self/clone

Idk about u but my heart tells me that Kevin sure would

7/10 it's about the man vs self of it all

2. Jarvis (why is this photo so fuckin big??)

I know I said Kevin is the most obvious

But this guy has the biggest crush on Clu

He is simp supreme

Like the way he turns to Clu for approval after everything he says makes me feel like I should leave the room

He loses a point for being a dork coward but Sam's mascara is very pretty and he's also a Flynn so I can't blame him too much

9/10 go henchboy go

3. Rinzler

Fellas, is it gay to brainwash god's most specialest boyfriend and make him loyal to only you all while knowing god is still out there and can see what you've done to everything he loves? All while knowing he's nothing more than a pet and will never love you and wouldn't even if he could

Like talk about the ultimate rebound

No notes honestly, I don't even need to go on with this one

11/10 not even one girl(Quorra) could make this all seem a little less gay

4. Dyson

Another case of yoinking your exes boy but this time it was consensual

He literally just agrees with Clu and helped him take over

If that's not a basis for a strong relationship then idk what is

He really seems so desperate to stay in Clu's favor like he must know that tron is the real prize here, his bitter ex. Has there ever been so much dating drama between programs?

5/10 replaceable.

5. Sammy

It occurs to me now that he hasn't made it on these lists yet so everyone clap for him

I feel brave for even acknowledging this one

Is Clu his dad? Is he an entity separate but still containing qualities of his father at a certain point in time that forever diverged from the moment of conception? Idk he's a computer man

So like the part where he's just kinda circling Sam looking him up and down like he's a prized pig? Yeah.

CAUTION THIS IS A JOKE please for the love of Kevin don't cancel me over this

2/10 why the 2? Cause there's fics out there man I know it

6. Zuse

He's so babygirl

Clu even mixed him a drink before he blew him up

I love their dynamic I get the feeling if Clu had to spend more than 5 minutes around him he'd strangle him much sooner

Stoic asshole with the silly asshole

Honestly they're perfect for each other

10/10 what can I say? I'm a simple program I see two men interact and I rate them

Special mention:

7. Quorra

Now some of you might say, hey Puddle Girl, this isn't homoerotic at all she's a girl

Well they're programs so gender isn't real and also they're bi so it counts

Anyway I thought about this one cause there was this weird tense moment towards the end of the movie where Quorra is captured and Clu's just like, talking to her and touches her hair and it was uncomfortable but it also made me feel some type of way

Like I understand that it's 100% a power play BUT

😏

3/10 he was gonna add her to the boyfriend collection cause all he does is steal from Kevin

Hi in honor of my Tron themed birthday I finally finished this. I was really reaching for some of these as you can see but I can't take it too seriously anyway. I'm always here for the gay of it all but is it homoerotic or do they just need to put more people who aren't men in this franchise? We'll literally never know! 🙃

Hey @soihadthisdreamonce I'm sorry 5-10 business days turned into 5-10 business weeks I was moving and time got away from me but I didn't forget you