#can u tell im trying to fill up this tag

[229zmi]

i miss writing neo-pop

[nexus-nebulae]

i amb. Dissociating

[ace-with--a-mace]

im so scared im gonna throw up

[ceilidho]

The fact that I've been thinking about bear shifter Price religiously ever since you posted him. Thinking about how thick he would be, all broad shoulders and huge biceps with thick chest hair on his gorgeous pectorals. About how in the fall he would gain weight and be so warm, soft, and so cuddly as the hibernation season sets in. You would run into him less and less, but the bear sightings in the park go up as the days get shorter and colder.

Thinking of him in a flannel and a beanie holding his morning coffee and watching as you stroll right past him, paying him no attention, as he waits until night time to grab you and have his way with you in his cave. Large hands, strong and cushioned body working your form into the harsh stone of the cave floor as he rams into you.

Thinking of his actual house (non cave moment) that feels like a log cabin and is filled with luxurious fur blankets and has a huge wood burning stove in the living room. Thinking of him lumberjacking away in the woods and coming to find him sweaty and sexy sitting on his porch admiring the view of the evergreen forest around him.

Its almost fall and I need him to be able to move into the season properly

anon u should've just made this a post and tagged me so i could reblog it bc this is brilliant. ooohhhh you tickled something good inside my brain like im curling up at the thought of this price.

wait I'm also thinking of something else. bear shifter!Price two months out from hibernation season and he hasn't started stockpiling food or blankets in his cabin just yet and the urge is starting to get to him. itching under his skin. he's been putting it off without a real reason, getting lost in the forest for long swaths of time, trudging through the new snow up high in the mountains.

he starts showing up at your house at odd hours. you're fixing coffee in the morning, still fuzzy and warm from sleep, only to hear the sounds of hammering outside. you find John fixing the loose step on your stairs, barely sparing enough time to greet you before returning to the task at hand. when he's done, he brushes off your attempts to pay him for the job, just loads his tools back in the car and drives off.

the next day he's raking the leaves in your lawn. then showing up at the grocers when you're picking up produce, helps you carry all your bags to the car. also adds a weird amount of canned goods to your order and when you fret and try to tell him that you don't need pickles and sauerkraut and beans and all of that stuff, he just lays a hand flat on your head and drags it down your hair until you go quiet. then he pays for the whole order.

it takes him awhile before he realizes that he's slowly turning your house into his den.

[hijackalx]

MALE BG3 COMPANIONS TURN ONS/KINKS +18

FEMALE BG3 COMPANIONS

NON-COMPANIONS/NON-ORIGIN COMPANIONS

A/N: i limited myself to just 5 per companion otherwise this would get wayyyy too long lol but if u guys want pt. 2 let me know 💗

ASTARION

CORRUPTION

ok this is mostly because he has more than one instance in the game where he mentions virgins lol. i think he would totally get off on "corrupting" someone inexperienced and sweet, like i can see him loving the idea of teaching u or showing u new things. will poke fun at how innocent u are and the whole time he's ROCK fucking hard 😭😭

BRAT TAMING

this man loves to play games. he likes people who have nerve but mostly because it feels so good to put them in their place. the act of MAKING u obey is so hot to him and soooo fun (he’s also into how it humiliates u by making u submit)

AGE DIFFERENCE

NOW LISTEN !!! LISTEN he is OLD !!!! as FUCK !!! he's been alive a longggg time. i think it probably turns him on to be more experienced than u not only in bed but in general. ok i will come clean i'm thinking of the conversation he has with wyll about the word "agog". like secretly he probably loves that ur so young and dumb 💗 (even if ur not actually young, just young in comparison to him) he feels some kind of superiority when he bestows his old man wisdom upon u ⚡️🧙‍♂️ also it prolly adds some "forbidden" or "taboo" feeling to the sex that he likes 🤫

BONDAGE

the fact that u trust him enough to do something like this is so hot. he likes to watch u struggle against the restraints while he teases or overstimulates u. probably the type to use silk or fluffy handcuffs lol. afterwards he’ll kiss any bruises/marks left behind (the best part)

DACRYPHILIA

I ALWAYS SAY THIS IM SORRY but since he has that sadistic side i genuinely think he's into seeing u cry. the sounds/faces u make and seeing u reduced to such a vulnerable state. will try to overstimulate u to the point of tears so he can wipe them off ur face and make u clean them from his fingers hehe 💗

GALE

TEMPERATURE PLAY

OF COURSE this mf is using magic for this. he'll get pretty creative with it too— ooh wait bondage using ICE restraints??? yes ??? no ??? can he do that ??? anyway. he will tease a lot by switching between hot and cold, mostly because he loves watching how u react. likes if u use it on him too but not as much as he likes using it on u.

EXHIBITIONISM/VOYEURISM

i think he’s the type of dude to want to watch u touch yourself. and vice versa. will also want to jerk off while watching clone!gale fuck u. he’ll want to fuck in places where u guys might get caught too, mostly because he wants to show u off and make other people envious

SEX TOYS

^^ like i said before he’ll want to watch u use toys on urself, also might like it if u let him tell u how to use it. he’ll use some too, but usually only if u want to watch him use it on himself (or if u use them on each other obv). he doesn’t really use them much alone. the exhibition part is what’s most exciting to him

FACESITTING

probably one of his favorite positions honestly. he just really likes to eat u out and he’s soooo good at it. loves the feeling of ur weight on his body and how u grind against his face. it also gives him lots of access to ur thighs so he can squeeze and kiss them 💗💗

CLONING

i already mentioned how he’ll watch clone!gale fuck u. but he will also want to tag team/double team u with clone!gale 😭😭. can he do clones of other people? if he can he might also like making a clone of u too. that would be the craziest foursome ever holy shit LMAOO imagine getting fucked by URSELF (he would be so into watching that honestly that’s a gale top 3 fantasy moment)

WYLL

BREEDING

i think he wants to have so many babies. and to stuff u full of babies. filling u up with his cum is so hot to him and he will go multiple rounds just to really get it in there LMAO also really likes the way his cum looks when it’s leaking out of u 💗

PRAISE

he loves to give AND receive praise. he will tell u how ur doing so good for him and how beautiful u look. BUT he also wants u to tell him how good he’s making u feel and how handsome he is (he’ll lowkey get kind of insecure if ur too quiet, he really feeds off of how u respond) he also likes praise in the form of noises too if ur too shy to say anything lol

ROLEPLAY

i think he would he into roleplaying a little bit. particularly him being a knight and u being his prince/princess. will want u to dress the part and everything. he really gets off seeing u in the regal get up— i don’t think he would go too overboard with the knight thing though (like putting on an entire steel knight outfit 😭😭 that would take too long to get off. he’d combust) but he’ll prolly put on a little chainmail or something if u want.

CLOTHED SEX

yeah he’s going to want to fuck u with the princess/prince fit ON. but also i think he’d really be into dry humping tbh….. like if he’s saving himself until marriage then i don’t think he sees dry humping as real sex so it’s okay ooohh that’s so naughty wyll 😈😈 probably loves to watch u get off on his thigh through ur clothes

SENSORY DEPRIVATION

THIS…… might be far fetched…… but i feel like he’d be into this. like blindfolding (yes he’d let u blindfold him too), wearing gloves when u touch each other and etc….. wait the gloves is actually so hot though like leather gloves? imagine he blindfolds u and then touches u with the gloves on…. ooh baby

FEMALE BG3 COMPANIONS

NON-COMPANIONS/NON-ORIGIN COMPANIONS

[mooonjin]

A Little Needy

Notes: ayyy first miguel drabble out now! yes hes very hot and very very veyr very very aattractive and has very big titties in the header. im accepting reuwests for him now by the way if u wanna pop into my inbox!11!!

Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x f!reader

Summary: Miguel happily consented to you taking his virginity but he didn't realise how experienced you actually were. It's safe to say the 'M' in 'Miguel' stands for messy...

Warnings/Tags: 18+ work!! minors shoo flyyyyyyy - piv (wear protection cus they didnt), losing v-card mentions, no y/n mentions, implied f!reader but i dont use pronouns (i think), sub!Miguel, fantasy talk, cowgirl position, lowkey a short drabble sorry <3 ⁠— tell me if I've missed anything!

"Tell me, have you ever fantasised about me?" You asked Miguel.

His breath became ragged and laboured, each inhale was a desperate attempt to try answer you. The rhythmic pounding of your hips as you came up and down drowned out any last thoughts.

You simply watched him, his chest tightened and his gasps of air grew more intense at the sensation of your tight cunt. He was struggling to keep up with your pace despite laying there for you.

"Answer me." You mentioned once more. However, you smirked, enjoying this affect you had on him. A sheen of sweat formed on his forehead and he inhaled, finally being able to answer.

"Um y-yes.. I have." He finally whimpers out, sounding a little embarrassed. This was his first time, of course he was. He'd never ever think in his life he was here, probably about to share what he imagined with you.

You smirk, "What have you thought about?" The pace of yours hips continue to catch him off guard, he nearly forgot you were even talking to him.

He moaned out, "I've thought... I've thought about us d-doing, hngh, a lot of.. things-" He scrunched his eyes shut at the feeling of your warm cunt.

You couldn't help but smirk again. You knew an exact answer wasn't going to escape him, after all, you seemed to have completely invaded his mind, "Like?"

Miguel gulps, grunting every time your hips met his pelvis, "L-Like.. the stuff you'd expect, ungh, people to-to fantasise about." He slid his hands to your thighs, savouring your soft skin.

Ah, he was going to play this game. To tease him, you slowed your movements, watching as his neck craned up to wonder why you stopped.

"I want to hear it from you." Your cunt was gently clenching around his cock, making him gulp every more and then. You gently rocked back and forth, letting out soft exhales from the feeling of being filled.

"Oh- okay," Miguel looks up at you, his eyes wandering over your figure and mainly the bra you had on, "I uh, imagine you.. on top of me." He groaned, your warm cunt keeping his cock snug.

"Mhm?"

"And you making noises... your heavenly sounds of you enjoying yourself." He bites his lips, already imagining it himself. He sits up, pressing soft kisses to your collarbone and tries to pump his cock in and it of you again.

"Yeah?" You taunt, pushing his hips down, keeping him still.

He seemed more nervous now with his words, "Can you please move, I can't take it..."

"Not until you tell me your fantasies." You smirk.

He lets out a frustrated sigh, his cock pulsating inside you desperately. You slowly started to bring yourself up the length of his cock to tease him and let out a choked whimper in response.

You pitied him as you slammed your hips back down onto his, causing his eyes to shoot open and strained moan to escape his throat. He felt like his lungs were suddenly punctured.

He groaned with a mix of pain and pleasure. 

With your beautiful figure straddling him, Miguel swallows lightly, his face turning red. He was too needy, his hands making their way to your hips to hold you in place. His hands gently fondled your plush. Miguel wants to thrust his cock in and out of you but you wouldn't let him.

He didn't imagine being the submissive one when he planned on losing his v-card.

But he'd be submissive for you.

Only for you.

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Post-Notes: what a suprise that the first miguel thingy i put iut is smut!!!!! also my requests are opne now as well as an updated taglist form! :D

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my taglist form!

[thatdeadaquarius]

About language brainrot. Imagine writer creator reader who finally learns how to write in Teyvat's weird symbols and they want to publish their book. They decided to do it anonymously to avoid the "aaaaaah our creator wrote the holy scripture" sort of situation. Except it didn't work. The reader's style is too different from the rest of the world, so even if they tried to simulate the flowery speech it wasn't effective.

Another thing. Reader who decided to read some local books to practice their reading. They asked for something simple and similar to their speech. But the only books merely similar to it are 2000 and more years old. It's funny how the older text is the more you can understand it. On this note. If reader write something i feel like it would be hard to understand for Teyvat's people.

Imagine a reader who is autistic or has any other NDs imparing their communication skills. They practically trained themselves to say sertain phrases in sertain situation. But it doesn't work in Teyvat. And everything just stacks at each other. Difference in speech, being a God (so people react weirdly to you), bad communication skills, not understanding nonverbal cues and so on. There's gonna be a lot of misunderstanding. I imagine how followers would walk on the eggshells not to upset and angry their God and reader who does the same not to say something people will get wrong. Again.

Reader who regained all their memories of creating Teyvat, they're super powerful and stuff. But they still struggle with the modern language. Because all the memories are like millions years old.

✨️NEXYLAZA UR SO FUCKING SMART AND CREATIVE✨️ UR BRAIN>>>>>> EVERYTHING

GIF Akashi (black hair) is all the people who read the Sagau/Isekai Genshin tag and Bokuto (silver) is STILL ME RANTING ABOUT LANGUAGE IN TEYVAT LMAO

They cant escape me, sorry people who just wanted to read SAGAU normal things, im filling up the tag💀

I HAD OTHER ASKS BEFORE THIS ONE AND AS I GOT THRU EM I WAS "OMMGGGG WE'RE GETTIN CLOSER TO NEXY'SSSS ASSSKKKK EEEEEEE"

YOU ARE A GODDAMN GENIUS

DHALALWKDHDHS

ME ABOUT THIS ASK:

(^ lol biblically accurate deadaquarius)

I DONT EVEN KNOW WHERE TO BEGINNNN

BRAINROTTING OVER UR ENTIRE ASK!!

♡

Also, its getting kinda old now, so here is the blunt language v. Teyvat's flowery language post for reference! :)

Hhhhhhhhhhh

IF U WRITE STUFF

AND UR IN WORDY TEYVAT LAND

AINT NO WAY,👏

U COULD EVEN, 👏👏

GET CLOSE👏👏👏

TO THESE BITCHES SPEECH👏👏👏👏

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Like,, imagine right now if i told you to write me 4 pages of an essay in entirely early 18th century vernacular.

(For reference: when the story Pride & Prejudice takes place)

... like??

Bitch aint no way u can do that and actually show that to a historian or an actual living person from that time period

and them actually say "wow! An excellently worded 18th century essay!"

💀.

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So tying into that whole, "the only simple texts are like literal cunnieform clay tablets or sm shit"

Your writing to them just sounds like if a scribe just copied off what one of those tablets said just onto paper HAHA

And like, if u try and dress it up, it just ends up sounding like its from a slightly later time period

Like if ur casual writing sounds like 1 million years ago, u being flowery sounds like 8-7 thousand years ago u cant win LMAO

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Omg ur trying to go to that-

wait whats it called,,fuck i dont know Sumeru good enough yet

The.. HOUSE OF DAENA GOT IT

Yeah so ur thinking "Oh what better way to learn a dialect?/vernacular than reading books by them!"

And u basically snatch Alhaitham at the soonest possible chance to take you there

(Bc when i went in, it was just random lore books everywhere so)

Needless to say you have no clue how this place is organized, so u convince him to direct you to books u can easily read first

Like as close to your speech as possible!! U tell him :)

.

..

...lol

It literally takes like 3 hours to get something readable LMAO

Bc when the poor feeble scribe initially brought you smth he thought was pretty old and close to ur speech, like just first thought,

... It sounded like it was from the middle of the 18th century to you lol

So, with a "hmm" and a squint at the dusty book you'd already given up on

Alhaitham slowly went around the library making a stack of books, dropped them off in front of you... not a single sentence.

...then he made a stack of scrolls...

..nope..

...a stack of stone tablets...

.....getting closer?? it was really weird seeing Shakespearean language carved into stone....

...and then, with a conversation to a second library secretary deeper in the library, past a caged area of shelves to protect them...

...he escorts you behind the restricted section towards the back filled with glass display cases.

(Several of which contain the most ancient looking sets of artifacts you've ever seen)

...Finally, u arrive at a long glass case of several clay tablets.

Half of which sound like they're from the 1910s-20s, and the other, even older half, sounding straight out of the 2000s..

..

....

......

...Good god.

(Good..you??)

These crazy speaking bastard-previously-video-game-characters were right.

...

You are suddenly, viscerally hit with the image of Zhongli's idle, "Osmanthus wine tastes the same as I remember, but where are those who share the memory?" 💀

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Alhaitham side eyes you,, (he looks,, very interested, yet also kinda concerned??? HIM, CONCERNED????!!!)

"Ahem, the texts before thy Greatest Lord art the eldest- well, perhaps, more appropriately, the eldest and most intact, pieces of written language known to our humankind."

...

....aYOO MAN 😭😭

...Ur just staring at these half cracked, baked clay tablet thingys, full of slang from like 2003-

Alhaitham coughs.

"Uh, thanks. ...Sorry about all the.. trouble with this..."

BRO HOW OLD DOES HE THINK U ARE NOW-

"This task assigned to mine own person was of no trouble to my mind or spirit, Greatest Lord, fret not about it any longer."

And with a sort of shell-shocked atmosphere surrounding both of you, Alhaitham walks off to check out some other restricted books, hovering nearby yet also trying to give u space LOL

Top 10 cursed images: Seeing "Chillax, bro, dude, and weeb" carved into ancient clay tablets that look like they would be part of the Egyptian exhibit back in ur world 💀

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You eventually just kind of end up writing a couple pages after studying the writings, going younger and younger (nothing has ever made u feel more powerful...yet also more old..)

You stretch, just as Alhaitham finally has made his own little stack of creaky old books

He seems very curious to read what u wrote, peaking a glance over the top of his book every so often (lol nerd, cute nerd... but NERDDD)

You just offer the academic lunatic what he wants 🙄

"Haha, wanna take a look? Some drafts are... closer than others..."

The scribe immediately puts his book down, not even saving his page,

"I would be honored, Greatest Lord."

Is he excited?? 💀 omfg

U very slowly hand ur most recent practice pages over, he curls his hand under his chin "hmm" ing

...Alhaitham shakes his head

"My..deepest apologizes My Creator, but this still seems, at the earliest, from when papyrus was invented, and not yet even into scrolls..."

OK BUT ALHAITHAM WOULD GENUINELY GIVE NO FUCKS ABT CRITIQING YOU, HE MAY BE MORE POLITE ABT IT BUT EVEN IF U DID MAKE THE WORLD HES GOING FOR IT

KAVEH HAS A HEART ATTACK BC HIS ROOMMATE GOT ONTO GOD LMAO

U let ur head plop on ur pile of papers, srry babe youll never be as fancy as Mr. Darcy 😕

And as ur resting there, contemplating just walking out and finding smth to eat instead- same

Alhaitham picks up another draft.

Except it's your first attempt.

As in, you didn't even try, first attempt.

You just made some bullet point notes or some Bs, in ur regular. modern. language.

Alhaitham knocks his chair over standing up so fast-

(HE GETS SHUSHED BY THE RESTRICTED LIBRARIAN LOL, also another person unafraid to scold God lol)

...he says its a perfect example of the oldest records they've found of writing on the continent, most of which they haven't even translated yet

He asks u to teach him how to read this/speak like this lol

♧

(^^^not my best work but hope yall got smth outta it💀)

I WAS LITERALLY GONNA MAKE A WHOLE POST ON THE NEURODIVERGENT EXPERIENCE OF BEING A GOD IN TEYVAT

ESPECIALLY OF THE LANGUAGE BARRIER VARIETY!!!

THERES JUST

ACK

aCK HDHAKD

SO MUCH

TO SAY

!!!

AHHHHH

OK BUT LIKE

IF WE ACTUALLY TOOK THIS TO THE EXTREME IM IMPLYING IT WOULD BE

LIKE TEYVAT SPEAKS SEVERAL DECADES BEHIND U- MAYBE EVEN ACTUALLY

CLOSE TO PRIDE AND PREJUDICE TIMES SPEECH

THEY WOULD LITERALLY BARELY COMPHREHEND YOU

IMAGINE TRYING TO TALK TO MR. DARCY 😭

THATS LITERALLY ALL OF TEYVAT

JUST

???¿¿?????!!! <- THEM ALL THE TIME

ESP IF UR NEURODIVERGENT

I THINK IT WOULD BE EVEN MORE PROOF FOR THEM TO THINK UR GOD

BC UR BEHAVIOR WOULD BE "OFF" TO THEIR NEUROTYPICAL ASSES,

YOUR FACIAL EXPRESSIONS,

LIKE UR MASKING MAYBE BUT

U CANT KEEP THAT SHIT UP ALL THE TIME-

ESP IN CRAZY ISEKAI CIRCUMSTANCES

AND LIKE-

(ok ill tone it down before i also get shushed)

U used to be a player!!

Which would maybe mean u got rlly comfy playing Genshin all the time!

...like i know im kinda stimming when im gaming (and my natural stim is rocking so yeah no way they wouldnt notice that 💀)

So, since u may be still yknow unconsciously wanting to be comfy (esp around ur mains/team/favs)

U probably have stimmed a little around them, which, not that neurotypicals dont stim, but like

They would notice after awhile

And esp people like Alhaitham, Zhongli, Ningguang, Xiao, Ei, Aether/Lumine, Kaeya, Diluc, Kazuha, Heizou, Shenhe, Kokomi, Sara, Albedo, Dainsleif- !! GASP- !! <- my bbygirl omg i forgot abt u before now im so sorry </3

(once again i have not checked a character list, forgive my sins my readers)

^^^ Are like pretty focused on you/observant, so they'd eventually pick up on it first probably

..

...

....which allsssooo means they're like, collecting all ur neurodivergent thingys lol to compile as EVIDENCE AGAINST YOU AS TO WHY THEY KNOW UR THE CREATOR LMAO

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Honestly the biggest factor against u is definitely social interaction,, srry love :/

(if it helps, its bc i know itd be my downfall too thats why thats there ^ 😔)

Mostly bc i have this idea/theory? obervation? that when I especially met Adepti for the first time

Esp ones that werent as close to human society for as long as some others (like think Xiao vs. Ganyu)

And for literally every other non-human people we've met so far in Genshin-

They kinda- they kinda, radiate neurodivergent energy??

Like, they're not adherring to social norms, and not in like a bad way,

But its still rlly obvious (i mean also its probably exaggerated for us as an audience) that theyre not human pretty quickly

coughzhonglicough

COUGHVENTICOUGH-

oh geez wow excuse me, cold weather must be gettin to me- ahem hem-

Anyway, like what Nexy said in the ask,

...

...Yall are all just tiptoing around each other 😭😭

Bc these ppl arent from Earth countries,

All their behavior is weird to you 😭

U dont know how to mask with them yet 😭😭

THE UNBELIEVABLE AMOUNT OF MISCOMMUNICATION THAT HAPPENS ALREADY WHEN UR NEUROSPICY VS. NEUROBLAND PPL

IS LIKE, ALMOST WORSE??

Bc they cant even understand ur phrasing bc its so simple 😭😭😭

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Tldr: "Being Neurodivergent means ur a god, confirmed." - says all of Teyvat's denizens

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NEXYLAZA.

MY BELOVED.

I AM IN LOVE WITH UR BRAIN.

IF I COULD GIVE IT A HUG I WOULD🫂✨️👏👏👏👏

BC I WAS ALREADY LIKE IN THE BACK OF MY MIND LIKE-

*rubs my little rat gremlin hands together*

"hmHmHMMMM BuT wHaT iF mAYbE yOU reMeMbeREd cReATinG TeyVAT, hmHMHMMMMM"

AND FOR VERBALIZING IT WITHIN BLUNT LANGUAGE AU- !!!!!!!

(one of my favs, if u cant tell)

I would (platonically) kiss you right now dude.

Instead I give this:

♡ ily

And also, I AM GOING TO MAKE A WHOLE POST ABOUT THIS-

MAYBE EVEN A FANFIC, OR ONE SHOT AHDHAKFHSKLAAL-

UNTIL NEXT TIME MY BELOVED PARTNER IN CRIME <333

PSPSPSPSsppspspspssss Last Time! CLOSES TOMORROW @1pm CST: VOTE on my 100+ followers celebration POLL :)

Tell me what u wanna see me write about! PSPSPSPSpspspspssss

(U can vote even if ur new! :] )

THANK YOU FOR SUBMITTING THIS ASK

THIS IS A TREASURE OF MINE NOW

GONNA HIDE IT IN MY LITTLE CAVE OF SCREENSHOTTED SAGAU POSTS <333 hehehehehehehehehehe

THIS IS LIKE PT2 TO MY ORIGINAL LANGUAGE POST AHHHHH

NEXY BIG BRAIN ILYSM <3

Cheers,

🌒🌧🌊Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza lol ur own ask im a menace sorry

[sugar-omi]

I was the one that sent the “trying for a baby” request and lemme tell you, that was 10/10 exactly what I was looking for. 🤌🏻 and I mean if you wanna continue I wouldn’t be complaining 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

omg im glad you did like it bc i was like "omg this is so self indulgent even tho youre HOLDING BACK" the thoughts i have about raw sex w cove runs deep I hope this is good as well bc im finishing this while half asleep so 👍

tags : NSFW, after step 4/wedding dlc, breeding kink, creampie, overstimulation, dirty talk, mind break (perhaps? just to be safe), a bit of mean dom cove, he calls u 'good girl', n/n = nickname (can be a pet name or your nickname), kinda referencing my cove nsfw alphabet, this is nasty !!!

synopsis : cove fills you with his cum over n over again<3

[part 1]

if you're not pregnant after tonight, you will be with how enthusiastic cove is about filling you with his cum over and over again.

cove is easily abusing your poor pussy, not that you mind. in fact you don't mind anything.

not with how his hands are holding up your hips for you when you get tired and finally resign yourself to a face full of your pillows. although it's a welcomed change, with how easily cove can stuff you full of cum and it doesn't leak out as easily, although you can't really tell since his thrusts are merciless and everything is so wet.

and you especially don't mind when he kisses your tears of pleasure away, telling you you're doing so well and he'll take care of you, that all you have to do is cum around his cock and let him fill you up.

and you certainly have no complaints with how his cock is drilling you over and over and over. and he's giving you so much cum...

"fuck.." cove groans behind you, pushing your hips against his as he comes into your stuffed pussy for a second time. or is this the third time? cove always comes a lot so it's hard to tell, and your scrambled thoughts don't help...

you whine loudly, his tip bumping against one of your sensitive spots that he kept pounding against.

"you're so pretty." cove kisses down your back and shoulders.

"hahh.... you.." you babble, trying to piece together your thoughts. "you're just sayin' that because.. you're...mmm~" fuck you're so delirious and honestly you can't shame cove for liking how gorgeous you are flushed, bruised, and thoroughly fucked- you like it too after all, it feels far too good not to like it. damn cove and his damn cock...

cove tenses up under your stare, and you doubt it's because you're intimidating him or making him nervous. nothing is scary about your fucked out eyes, it just makes cove hornier.

usually cove would shy away, but this time he quipped back. "you say that like you don't want it. you want my baby don't you?"

you choke on a whine as cove pulls out.

"you like it too, right?"

he's such a tease when he wants to be.

cove lets you fall to the bed, your hiked up leg giving him a front row seat to the cum leaking out your pussy.

if you were going to say something back in a battle of wits, cove fucked all the wit out of you so you just lay there panting instead, your hole clenching around a mixture of cum and lube.

but somehow you still want more.

cove scooped up the mixture of your fluids. he smiled a bit at your whimper and how your legs shake as he pushes his fingers into your poor hole.

"c-cove!" you squeal, lifting your upper body to look at him.

"do you want me to stop?" cove asked, it was genuine but also a bit of a test to see if you really wanted him to stop. to see if you really didn't like this as much as he did.

you pause, chewing your lip, trying to play hard to get but failing. "...no."

cove smiled; your effort to not give him the satisfaction was useless but you don't have time to dwell on that. cove pumped his fingers in and out, rubbing your butt soothingly, knowing his thrusts were a bit rough on your behind.

you let him play with you, enjoying the exploration of his fingers and how he rubs your leg as he watches his cum leak out from around his fingers. he's just going to keep filling you up until you're pregnant, it doesn't matter if he does this.

you sigh, cove slipping his fingers out and you ignore the messiness of his sticky fingers rubbing soothingly down the back of your thighs before cove helps you flip over.

cove kisses down your thigh, leading himself to your cunt.

when his lips latch onto your sensitive sex, he's so gentle. his lips directly apologizing to your cunt for how he bullied your insides.

cove moans into your cunt, and he's happy to know you're still feeling it with the sweet moan and grind of your hips that falls from your lips. he laps up his cum, holding it in his mouth and spitting out the diluted fluids onto your cunt and spreading it around your puffy lips with his fingers.

it's messy, and normally he wouldn't be so nasty... but the bed is already a mess, and he's not done with you yet so there's nothing wrong with it right?

"you're nasty." you push his hair away from his face and exhale, pushing him away. cove has and would eat you out until you're crying, that wasn't what you want, not tonight.

cove gets up from between your legs, straddling you instead so he can kiss you silly.

you're caught in a storm of swollen and wet lips, wandering hands teasing hot skin. cove trails his lips down your neck and back, switching between showering you with loving kisses and keeping you worked up, and you slip your hand between the two of you to stroke his hardening cock back to life. it's so messy, your hand sticky with cum..

you tangle your fingers in cove's hair, arching into his body. "cove... one more, please. please..."

"okay, okay..." cove soothes, shifting your positions so you're on your side while straddling one of your legs.

cove kisses your ankle, noticing the anklet when the chain poked his shoulder, while he pushes back into your sensitive insides.

"such a good girl, i'll run you a bath okay..." cove mumbles sweet nothings, his thrusts drag against your walls and you whine.

he's so gentle, a stark contrast from when his tip was poking and prodding your sensitive walls.

you can't decide if thats a good thing or a bad thing, as every languish thrust has you shaking and choking back whines.

"cove.. cove!"

he shakes at the way you gasp out his name, reaching between your bodies to rub your sensitive clit. you flinch, wanting to run away from the overstimulation but the pleasure of his fingers and the way his cock drags against your wet insides makes you grind against cove.

"i love you... love you so much.." cove mumbles against your lips, kissing your cheeks.

"cove..." you pull him against you, mumbling your affections against his skin as well.

"im gonna cum again..." cove gasps, his lips leaving a wet kiss against your shoulder.

you whimper, cove's body pressing down on you and your fingers rub tight circles over your clit that has you twitching and bumping back against cove's dick.

after a few spins of tour fingers teasing your sensitive bud and cove's cock bumping against your swollen walls, you fall over the edge and cove finishes with you, his cum filling up your pussy again.

cove falls to your side, and you ignore his wet, half hard cock. you can't tell if it's softening or not, and you're not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing. fuck you forgot how much stamina he has, being active as a child did him many favors.

while you're basking in the mindlessness that came from being pumped full, fingered empty, and filled again has your world spinning and you need a minute to come back to earth.

as you're coming down from your high, cove kisses the back of your neck and sits up. "im..imma go run a bath, ok?" he leans over to look at you. "need anything?"

you blink, trying to find your vision. "um.. nah, im okay."

you can at least reach the water on the bedside. you think...

[gepardling]

ok FLUFF REQUEST TIME!! Gepard in a relationship with an actor(ess)!reader. I can imagine him trying his best to see every play and if he doesn't, he'll at least send flowers and whatnot. In regards to the reader, I believe they would understand and knows that he can't go to every single one of their plays. In short, I wanna see cute fluffy relationship scenarios or headcanons with these two on and off of work. Maybe a lil bonus if the two live together :3

on the stage, behind the stage w/ gepard.

desc. : unironically i think u can tell i read oshi no ko b4 writing dis, n im so happy i did bc i feel it gave me a new perspective on dis topic !! i didnt go angsty on it tho bc we need fluff in dis household. i wrote headcanons nd a short lil bonus fic 4 u dis time :) ( wc : 1k )

tags / cw : sfw, just fluff, gn!reader, reader is part of an acting troupe, just casual relationship things, not proofread

○ Gepard makes it his top priority to see most, if not all, of your shows. There have been many nights where he’s had to cut it close with his frontline duties, showing up just in time to witness the closing act. He always makes sure to bring flowers, your favorite kind, of course, and it’s always a HUGE bunch of them. Bonus points if he grew them himself!

○ There were times when you'd perform consecutive nights in a row, and your house would soon run out of space to keep all the bouquets Gepard delivered. But don’t worry, you would talk to him about it if you move in together. There really is no need for him to spend this much money on you! Yet he always insists, and one way or another, your house will be filled with flowers again.

○ Every one of his soldiers would know if you ever did a musical play because Gepard will not stop humming your solo after he heard it the first time. He also diligently memorizes the lines of your duets after you accidentally sang one together while cooking, and now he can't get enough of singing with you. You both get good practice too! It's a win-win.

○ Naturally, your acting career can be demanding. This makes both you and Gepard busy people who are rarely at home. It only makes those moments you get to spend some private time together all the more special, seeking solace in each other’s embrace as you momentarily escape your responsibilities.

○ Gepard understands how overwhelming your work can be, constantly dealing with other people, their opinions, and expectations of you. That being said, he doesn’t "abuse" his position as captain, per se. He may be a little biased when he’s quick to shut down any negative commentary people make about you, but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

○ You don’t appreciate it when he hides those opinionated thoughts from you, but he's undeniably looking out for your mental health. Arguably, it’s slightly better this way too, and if you ever feel down or doubt yourself, he provides you with unwavering love and dedication.

○ He ensures you know that he’s not in love with you because of your talents or performance, but because he loves you for who you are. He greatly admires the passion you have and all the hours of hard work you put into acting, one of the many things that draw him to you.

○ Of course, life isn’t always perfect, and there are times when your schedules don’t align. If he has to leave for the frontlines before one of your concerts, he leaves you a letter of encouragement and a big bouquet on your dresser. He tries to see you before he has to leave as often as he can, but if you’re in dress rehearsals or learning a new script, there isn’t much he can do :((

○ On those rare occasions when he misses your performance before coming back home, there will always be a plate of warm food waiting for you, along with flowers or gifts that he personally gives you when you arrive or he picks you up from the theater, whichever comes first. He’s right by your side, listening intently as you recount the performance to him while you remove any remaining stage makeup.

○ This next one is purely food for thought, but if the acting troupe you’re with is relatively small and self-sufficient, Gepard would do his best to take up sewing to help you prepare or fix any costumes for performances. Sure, he breaks a ton of needles, and he’s probably not the best at it, but it’s cute that he tries so hard to lighten your workload while he’s just as busy himself...

You couldn’t help but nervously peak beyond the curtains, possibly the fifth time that night. The lights that shone on the stage glared so bright that everything beyond it seemed to melt into a sea of darkness, the faces of the audience obscured by the void. The final act of the show was about to come to a close, possibly the pinnacle of your acting career, but Gepard was still nowhere to be seen. 

Tonight was the last performance of this play, and Gepard, despite promising to be there for the first show, was still missing. A stagehand tapping on your shoulder brought your mind back from the shadows, and you realized you had been biting your nails unconsciously. With only two more minutes before stepping on stage, you needed to clear your mind for a good performance.

You pushed aside negative thoughts and swallowed your doubts, preparing yourself to step onto the stage. The scene required you to portray relief and joy as the protagonist reunites with their estranged lover after a challenging journey. However, an emptiness lingered in your heart, making it harder to wear the mask.

As the curtains rose, you squinted slightly against the blinding lights. The deafening roar of the audience rang painfully in your ears. Yet, as a professional, you knew you had to play the part. With one last gulp, you forced yourself into character, banishing any wavering nerves from your voice.

Just moments before the climax of the scene, a distant shuffling in the back of the theater caught your attention. Through the haze of darkness, you could vaguely make out the figure of a person who had just arrived. Your heart surged with relief when you realized it was none other than Gepard. His disheveled hair and slightly worn uniform were evidence of his haste.

When his eyes met yours, the light returned to your gaze, and your heart soared. If not for the arrival of your fellow actor on set, you might have forgotten your lines. The timing couldn't have been more perfect, and your genuine excitement upon seeing Gepard seamlessly merged with your character's emotions. You delivered a flawless performance, wrapping up the night with an encore.

You couldn't wait to find Gepard backstage, and you rushed to the lobby, barely out of your costume. The force and speed of your hug nearly threw him off balance, and he had to hold the bouquet at a distance to protect it. You scolded him for making you worry, and he simply nodded apologetically, soothingly rubbing your back. When you finally pulled away, he handed you the bouquet and planted a sweet kiss on your lips.

"I told you I'd be here," he whispered, intertwining his free hand with yours. Gepard always followed through on his promises, no matter what. 

unfortunately the title is the name of a genshin quest (lol !!) never quite felt a piece come 2 me as easy as dis 1. absolutely in love w/ the request !! the dark part of my mind kept screaming "what if geppie doesn't arrive" but of course he would !!! he wouldn't miss it 4 the world...

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

SWERVE ACTUALLY TAGGED A REAL SHIBARI PLACE IN THE PICTURE TOO

CAN U GIVE ME LIKE A RANDOM NSFW HEADCANON ABOUT SWERVE IM THIRSTING BADLY FOR HIM 🤤🤤

Leather and Lace (18+)

Summary: Reader finds out about Swerves thing for Shibari and decides to add her own twist on it

Warnings: Shibari, oral (M receiving), P in V sex, orgasms, cream pie, pure dirty smut, 18 +

Main Masterlist

When I found out about Swerve's secret Shibari kink I was not surprised. Ever since that Texas death match with hangman, he had changed. He was obsessed with pain, he wanted to try new things in the bedroom, things I would have never done. I still couldn't believe he had me pour hot wax on his chest, wouldn't that hurt?! Anyway, I had a little surprise in-store for Swerve. I had invited him over for the evening and would have my way with him with my own form of Shibari. I would replace the thick ropes with pink silk ribbon. Why? I thought it would be cute, I would get to wrap him like a little present.

***

The moment Swerve stepped into my apartment I could tell he knew something was up. "You are adorable, you got me flowers!" I told Swerve as I greeted him with a kiss, grabbing the red roses from his hand, and placing them in a vase. "Yeah yeah, I know," he said blushing at my words. As I returned from the kitchen after placing the flowers in a vase Swerve disappeared. "Where did you go?" I called out "I'm in your room!" as I entered the room I found Swerve buried under a pile of plushes. "YOU'RE SITTING ON THEM!" I yelled, pushing Swerve out of the way. "Chill woman! How do you even function with all of these stuffed animals in here, no offence but you are literally 30" "Rude, and first of all you know they are here for decoration, I don't sleep with them. You are the only teddy bear I need. Also, you bought me half of these!" Just then I felt something hit me in the head. That bastard was starting a pillow fight. "Oh you're on Mr!" I said as I hit him back with a decorative pillow.

The two of us threw pillows at each other playfully, I got on top of Swerve, pinning him to the mattress so I could get a good shot at him. Just then the two of us locked eyes, and we both felt it. It was like we could read the other's minds, we needed each other and now. He kissed me passionately, the two of us tangled in each other, trying to remove our clothing as fast as possible. "I need you so fucken badly Y/n" Swerve whispered as my ear as he began to place sloppy kisses down my neck. "Wait," I told him as I pushed him off of me "Did I do something wrong, my love? I thought you wanted this?" Swerve said nervously, worry spread all over his face. "No, no, I do want this. I just wanted to try something new. I had it all planned out for later tonight" I could see the mysterious grin spread on his face.

I reached in the bottom drawer and pulled out a roll of pink silk. "What is that for?" Swerve asked curiously. "Well, I know you like shibari and I wanted to try my own twist on it. I don't like ropes, so I was thinking I could tie you up in pink ribbon!" "Pink ribbon? Are you serious?" "Yes! Do you know how strong silk is, it would be simular to the silk handcuffs you got me for my birthday" I could see the confusion on his face but also curiosity "Can I tie you up like a pretty present?" I asked him innocently "Let me be in charge, I will take good care of you!" "Anything for you my love"

Swerve's eyes were dark, filled with love and lust, this would be fun. I took my time, carefully straddling him as I tied the ribbon to his wrists, and then to the bedpost. I then took the remainder and created a Kriss Kross pattern of ribbon along both his arms and chest, making sure to tie a big bow above his navel. "Now would you look at that, don't you look so pretty! I wonder what cowboy would think if he saw you all tied up like this" "Watch it" "What are you gonna do about it? Do you know how tight I tied these, no way you could get out without ripping the bedpost off"

This was going to be fun

I placed delicate kisses from his neck all the way to his inner thighs. He was hard, his cock angry, precum spilling from the tip. I teased him, placing small kisses and kitten licks on his shaft before taking him in my mouth. I could feel Swerve try to get out of my restraints, I was internally thanking my mom for forcing me to be a Girl Scout, the only thing I remembered was how to tie some serious knots. "You're killing me Y/n" Swerve cried out above me in response to how slow I was going. It's not every day I had this man submitting to me, I wanted to take advantage of this moment. I increased my pace, working him until he was about to reach his release. "Please Y/n, this is not funny!" Swerve called out. "What? You can tease me but I can't tease you?" I then straddled Swerve, sinking down on him painfully slow until I bottomed out, taking a minute to compose myself before I began to ride him.

I selfishly fucked myself on him using him like he was a toy. I could feel Swerve's orgasm approaching "Don't even think about cumming, you cum when I say you do. Do you understand" "Yes mam!" I continued to fuck myself on him like my life depended on it, reaching between my thighs to play with my clit. I could feel Swerve trying to break free from the restraints to touch me, I was loving it. "I don't think I can hold it any longer Y/n" Swerve called out "Yes you can baby, just a little longer, I'm almost there," I told him as loosened the restraints on his hips, Swerve then began to thrust up into me, adding to deeper penetration. That sent me over the edge "Cum for me baby" Swerve and I came hard, the two of us sharing an intense orgasm. "Fuck, that was amazing, you need to do that more often!" Swerve praised.

Now I need to think of what to try next

[bullet-prooflove]

Past Mistakes Part Twelve: Fire - Mike Duarte x Reader (feat: Joe Velasco)

Tagging: @crazy4chickennuggets @kmc1989 @oureternalbond @nessamc @jayblackpanther @mysoulisasunflower @littleone65 @thesandbeneathmytoes @katluke25 @mydarkestsecretlol @evee87 @wooshwastaken @hearthockey @justreblogginfics @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @rosaliedepp @storiesofsvu @smellsliketeensspiryt @legit9thlunaticwarrior @xoxabs88xox @kiwiithecrazybird @spooky-pomegranate @chavez-ashley @telepathay @weiwei0210 @spaghettificationandpretzels @plaidbooks @irishavengersassemble

Past Mistakes Series:

Part One: Try - Mike turns back up in your life after three years apart.

Part Two: Hope (NSFW) - Mike and you get reaquainted.

Part Three: California - Mike and you discuss the past.

Part Four: Favours - Mike asks Liv for a favour.

Part Five: Choices - Mike comes face to face with someone from his past.

Part Six: Truth Hurts - Mike begs you to tell him the truth about what happened three years ago.

Part Seven: Sharing - Mike and Joe have a conversation.

Part Eight: Buried - Mike discovers that McGrath’s misdeeds go far futher than he thought.

Part Nine: Complicated - Mike discusses moving forward.

Part Ten: Feral - Mike returns to the apartment to find you’ve disappeared.

Part Eleven: Torture - You wake up to a very stark reality.

It’s over.

You should feel a sense of relief but instead you sit in the passenger of a black SUV wearing Detective Joe Velasco’s NYPD windbreaker, with a sense of dread in the pit of your stomach. On the back seat is your holdall, filled with the items you were supposed to take away with you when you left with Mike. Mike who you were supposed to be running away with, Mike who hadn’t shown his face since Murphy had rescued you from that hell house.

“He wanted to be here.” Joe says softly. “Benson and Murphy convinced him it was best to stay away. As soon as McGrath gets wind of what happened tonight, he’s going to be looking for you and we both know the first person he’s going to turn on is Duarte.”

You close your eyes, the back of your head coming to rest upon the seat as you exhale.

“He’s kept us apart for so long already.” You tell Joe. “I feel like it’s never going to end.”

“I’m sorry.” Joe says as he turns the key in the ignition. “The two of you don’t deserve this. What McGrath did to you…”

He trails off but you can hear the sincerity in his voice. His knuckles tighten as he grasps the steering wheel, his gaze on the road ahead.

“It happened to you, didn’t it?” You say quietly.

“He almost killed me.” Joe admits before continuing. “He almost killed you too. He’s dangerous when he’s not cornered, imagine what he’s like when he is.” He sighs before shaking his head. “You and Duarte are a threat, which is why we’re heading to the airport right now. The sooner we can get you out of the city, the safer you’ll be.”

It’s another decision that was made without you, the way everything in your life has been for the past three years. You feel that fire flare up inside of you, that familiar fierceness that comes with taking control of a situation. It’s something you’ve not felt for a very long time.

“I can’t do this.” You tell Joe. “I can’t just leave.”

“You understand what happens if you don’t right?” Joe asks you, his voice stern as he glances at you. “McGrath will do everything in his power to silence you.”

“I have to do this.” You tell him, that rage starting to claw it’s way through the numbness that’s been stifling you for as long as you can remember. “He fucking buried me for three years, I can’t run, not now. He’s taken so much from me already; I’m not letting him have anything else.”

There’s silence for a second as Joe processes your words.

“Fuck.” He says as he glances in the rearview mirror before pulling the car into a U-turn. “Duarte’s going to murder me.”

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[deblklesb]

CAN U PLSS WRITE MORE CAMGIRL or (pornstar 😜) ABBY AND READER IM BEGGING PLSSS

NO CUS i was actually (🤓☝🏾) planning to write a full oneshot about them BUT i guess I'll just throw stuff here and see where i get 🚶🏾‍♀️

(a/n: i'm writing this for like 3 hours now and this turned out to be a full oneshot i guess..... tell me if y'all want me to continue/post more of this au!! I'll tag "au camgirl!abby x camgirl!reader on both parts so y'all can find it)

[(MDNI), fluff, casual hanging out, descriptions of a explicit video, some sexual content later]

reblogs are highly appreciated!

After the first collaboration, the side of the internet that knew you both was set on fire. Your inbox was overflowing and you did the usual: stepped back a little until the notifications slowed down and you could answer messages or look over them to say stuff in the next casual livestream you did every two weeks.

But here is the thing: you couldn't get Abby out of your head. And you understood it wasn't like the other collaborations you did before, because later that day she actually texted you and on top of that you felt a different glee inside.

Abby: my inbox is so full I'll probably never be able to se all the messages

You: tell me about it! same here

Abby: i was actually stretching a little. think you marked by back forever with your nails (and they're not long)

You: sorry 😅

You: but hey... that's good, ppl will know how good you fucked me

Abby: i think ppl have a lil more than some scratches on my back to realize that

Abby: and i sure have those, a video, and some good sweet memories to get off

Maybe you'd become good friends, you thought. Abby was actually a very nice woman, funny and good to be around. You hoped you could keep in touch.

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

"Oh my fucking God, Abby", you moaned with a sigh, eyes closed to properly enjoy that delicious sensation filling your body right now.

The way your body was feeling warm and almost too self-conscious about the things around.

All due to the tasteful hot chocolate making you almost alive again.

"Guess I can make you moan in other ways then", she smirked, getting a punch in the arm next. "Getting too bold for my taste", the blonde sat next to you on the bed, pulling the duvet to cover you both.

The rainy day was perfect to watch some movies and hang out lazily on the bed, and Abby immediately accepted your invitation. After a week or so just texting, you felt like you both could do some hanging out, right? (It had absolutely nothing to do with you craving being with her again)

"Oh right, why don't you come and put me in my place?", you chuckled, finally setting the TV.

"Honestly today it's too cold, let's watch the movie and see what happens later"

You hummed, two hands on the mug enjoying the heat spreading through your palms.

Abby was one of the most chill persons you'd known, and the moment was heartwarming and comfortable. After finishing the hot chocolates, you put the mugs on the side table. Then you widen your eyes with the feeling of a strong arm wrapping your waist, a strong body closer to yours as your face, for whatever reason, heats up.

"Is this okay?", her voice sounds good against your flesh, face resting on your chest. Abby is snuggling you and it feels good. Too good.

"Yeah, totally", you put your arm around her shoulders.

During the whole movie you keep caressing her hair and arm, trying to ignore the subtle turnings of your stomach - not literally, but that type of turns that goes up to your chest. Telling yourself it was probably the hot drink, and not the way her thumb kept making invisible patterns on your waist, or the strong muscles against yours and the domestic aurea of it all.

That night, after Abby left, you actually got off on the thought of her fucking you. But it wasn't memories that filled your mind or the vision of one of her videos. No, it was imagination. You'd imagine her getting home and kissing you, fucking you on the dinner table, saying how much she missed you and looking too needy for your touches against her while she makes you cum.

Maybe, just maybe, things were going another route.

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

@/AAndrsnStuff • thinking about her (@/nsfwmenace)

You keep looking at the video playing on your screen and trying to rationalize the fact that you were tagged. She was actually talking about you.

In said midia, Abby was... Using her strap. And you knew that she was probably using the textured gadget that would rub against her pussy, on the base. On the bed, positioned in the direction of the strap, was a console in the shape of a vagina, and she was thrusting into it.

She was fucking a toy thinking about you. Hard and steady, making use of her athletic shape, hips moving in a way that made your legs clench together. Her breasts moved with the impact, an arm holding the console on place as the other rested on the headboard.

Her moans were so delicious to hear even on the phones, but were better when you remembered how they felt in person. Her breath was choppy and you just wanted to be there, under her, to pull her close and feel her all around you.

Inside your panties your core clenched around nothing. Your fingertips itched to touch her.

Before the end of the video, Abby stopped fucking the toy and loosen up the harness, strap falling on the bed before she starts rubbing her clit fast and needy. Her moans increase as she puts the other hand being her on the bed, sustaining the weight of her torso tilted back. And by the way she almost screams, her legs tremble and her abdomen contracts, you just know Abby was coming hard.

She was coming thinking about you.

"Fuck", you mumble, heartbeat fast and face warm.

Before leaving the app you look at a comment briefly.

wAIT wdym "thinking of her", you didn't use a strap on the collab video.......

That person was right, you didn't. There was no strap on the video posted by you both. But there was one when you both fucked a couple of weeks after.

And you keep thinking about that when you impulsively call her. And when you say "come here. The door will be open", before even letting her speak anything.

When Abby gets in your apartment, locking the door behind her, she immediately notices the light coming from your bedroom. She happily takes off the shoes and it's ready to, smirking, ask you how did you like the surprise. But she's caught off guard by a strangled moan, your moan, and the sound goes straight to her cunt.

If only you knew how she was going insane thinking about you. Looking at the nudes you shared and remembering how hot you felt around her fingers, her tongue, on top of her while riding her thigh, underneath her when taking her cock. You were so fucking warm and she was freezing away from you, hypnotized like a moth by the flame.

"Abby", and your voice, oh, your voice.

She woke up in the middle of the night, before recording that video, because she had the most vivid dream. You were next to her on bed, and somehow she just knew it was your shared bed, masturbating and calling for her. So fucking needy, looking gorgeous, and the way you called for her made her whole body shake. In the dream she had to keep looking and listening to you, admiring your features as you used a hand to massage you core.

But now she didn't had to lay down and wait. She could touch you in the better ways, and opening the door to reveal your figure humping a pillow and playing with your own nipples, Abby felt a deep desire burning inside. Something more than just attraction and need. The same thing she felt when, in the dream, something told her that bed belonged to the both of you.

Gulping, Abby sighed and remembered how good it felt to be with you watching movies. Simply hanging out and realizing she really enjoyed your company. She came to think, for some time, that your friendship would be so good... But after that dream something shifted, and seeing you in that moment started to solidify this change.

[gamerwoo]

[SVT Imprinted] Soonyoung: Two Is Better Than One (Part 2)

Anonymous asked: honestly I just want more soonie & kaito content its the cutest relationship im begging u

Characters: Soonyoung x female reader

Genre/warnings: werewolf au, fluff, a lil humor, reader isn’t from korea and speaks another language, this is mostly just soonyoung with reader’s younger brother rather than soonyoung and reader lmao

Word count: 1,574

Summary: Since Kaito is attached to Soonyoung at the hip (or more like his back like a koala) he sometimes has to take on the task of explaining important milestones and life lessons to him, including where babies come from, and how to become an alpha.

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“Where do babies come from?”

Soonyoung sighed at the question coming from the three-year-old in the cart as he went down the cereal aisle of the supermarket. He grabbed some chips and put them in as he thought of how to answer Kaito’s question.

Trying to explain to Kaito that Faye and Yoona were pregnant was difficult to say the least. At first, when they said the babies were in their tummies, Kaito started crying and accusing the two girls of eating infants. He also just had to ask, “Is Jun the daddy” when he waddled up to Yoona, which caused a whole other issue.

Basically, explaining babies to a kid was hard.

“Babies come from mommies’ tummies,” Soonyoung finally answered, not looking at the child as he pushed the cart further down the aisle.

“How do they get there, though?” he wondered. “If they don’t eat them, how do they get in there?”

Since Soonyoung had no answer, he had half a mind to just tell the poor kid that they really do get eaten. But he wasn’t about to have Kaito bursting into tears in the grocery store, so he wracked his brain for a different explanation that wasn’t sex – not that Kaito would understand that, either.

Finally, Soonyoung spoke up, “Well, what did your mommy and daddy say when you asked where you came from?”

“_____ used to say I came from the store!” he chirped.

“Really?” Soonyoung chuckled as he turned down the next aisle. “Did she say how much you cost?”

“No,” Kaito frowned, looking down at his feet as they hung from the cart. “Hoshi, how much do babies cost?”

“Too much,” he said with wide eyes as he picked up extra baby bottles per Yoona’s request.

Even though they weren’t due for a few more months, the pack was prepping hardcore for these babies – especially Yoona. Clothes were already being bought, cribs were assembled, and diapers were ready. But Yoona seemed more worried about it than Faye did. Not that Faye didn’t care, because she did, but she figured she still had a while. Yoona was getting things not even halfway into the pregnancy.

After Faye and Yoona were announced to be pregnant, Soonyoung thought about what it would be like to have children with you. But he always remembered he had a Kaito to take care of if he wanted to, and honestly, he wished he could adopt the kid. Sure, he was sometimes a handful, but Soonyoung loved the heck out of him. And it made him happy to know that Kaito looked up to him.

“Do they sell babies at this store?” Kaito asked.

“No, I think they’re fresh out,” Soonyoung chuckled.

Soonyoung then went to get sodas, beer, and other snacks for their barbecue that afternoon. The pack just wanted to have a good time together after what had happened – plus, they were still trying to cheer Junhui up who was still sulking half the time – so Juri brought up the idea of a cookout.

“Ooh, can we get apple juice?” Kaito gasped when Soonyoung passed by a pack of juice boxes.

“Don’t you like soda?” Soonyoung asked.

“No,” he pouted, “fizzy makes my mouth hurt.”

So Soonyoung stopped, backed up, grabbed the juice, and went to check out before he had to grab anything else. But of course, as soon as he got up to get in line at the registers, Faye texted him to get more pickles.

With a groan, Soonyoung backed the cart up and went to get a jar of pickles.

“Where’re we going, Hoshi?” Kaito asked.

“To get Faye some–”

His phone vibrated again, this time a text from five different people.

Don’t buy Faye any more pickles.

Soonyoung was about ready to bash his head into the handle of the cart. He turned it around and went back to the registers, only to find two more people in front of him in line.

Being pregnant was hard, explaining pregnancy to children was hard, and dealing with pregnant people was also hard.

Everything was just hard.

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After the mates and Kaito had their plates filled, the pack scarfed down whatever was left and promptly started running about the yard. The only ones left sitting with the mates – other than Aya – were Minghao, Joshua, and Soonyoung. The group watched the werewolves chase each other all over the yard to burn off their extra energy, while Kaito watched with excited eyes as Soonyoung tried to feed him the rest of the food that was on the toddler’s plate.

“C’mon, bud, you gotta eat,” Soonyoung frowned, noticing Kaito was getting more and more distracted by the werewolves by the second.

Kaito frowned, turning his head away from Soonyoung to look at his sister, “_____, I wanna be an alpha too.”

“I’m sorry Kaito,” you smiled sadly, pushing your fingers through his hair to get it out of his eyes. You knew it wasn’t necessarily what he wanted to hear, but you didn’t necessarily want to hear him howling in his bedroom and making your parents question where he learned that from, “but you’re not–”

Soonyoung already knew this would cause Kaito to get upset and start crying, and that was the last thing he wanted. Who cared if he thought he was a werewolf for a few years until he got older and knew better? Might as well let him dream, right?

“You’re not, um,” Soonyoung cut you off as he looked around the yard in search for an answer, “uh…properly…initiated yet!”

“Right!” Joshua nodded in agreement with the younger wolf. “Once you’re initiated, you’ll be the real alpha.”

Of course, the pack heard this, so Seungcheol came trotting over right up to Kaito. He bent his head, putting his nose in his lap so Kaito could pet him.

“What about Seungcheol? Isn’t he alpha?” Kaito asked, giggling at the happy rumbles coming from the wolf in front of him.

“Once you’re initiated into the pack, you’ll out-alpha him,” Minghao explained with a quiet laugh.

“How?” Kaito frowned. “I’m too small.”

“You’ve never thought you were too small for anything,” you muttered, rolling your eyes and remembering the absolute fit he threw because he wasn’t allowed to ride on Eunmi’s motorcycle, claiming he was ‘a big kid’.

“Nah,” Soonyoung smiled as he stood up from the grass and bent down to pick up Kaito, “you’ve seen Aya, and she’s tiny, too.”

He set the child on Seungcheol’s back. Your eyes bugged out as you scrambled to your feet and rushed over to your mate, grabbing onto one of his biceps.

“Uh, what’re you doing?” you asked in a panicked tone. “What if he falls of?”

“Baby, he’ll be fine,” he promised with a soft laugh, kissing your temple. “You’re worrying too much. Cheol won’t go too fast, he knows better.”

“Just hang on, Kaito!” Joshua called.

Kaito’s tiny hands grabbed onto Seungcheol’s fur as he excitedly kicked his legs. And then Seungcheol trotted off toward the rest of the wolves, who started following him around as Kaito shouted orders. Of course, they all played along, knowing they’d make the kid the happiest he’d ever been.

The mates that were watching the pack – most of them with happy expressions, but you looked absolutely terrified – didn’t notice Minghao, Joshua, and Soonyoung go into the house to take off their clothes before shifting. It wasn’t until they heard the noise, and then watched three wolves leap through the open door that you let out a groan. 

Of course Soonyoung had to encourage this and be a part of it.

Sooyoung could get too excited, and your biggest fear was somebody getting too rough around Kaito, or him falling off. You at least trusted that Seungcheol wouldn’t go too fast, but then your breath caught in her throat as Soonyoung walked up beside the alpha, and Kaito managed to climb onto Soonyoung from Seungcheol.

“Kaito!” you squealed. “Please be careful!”

As soon as the child was on, and Soonyoung could feel his fur being tugged from how tight Kaito was holding on, Soonyoung took off. It wasn’t as fast as he could go, but it was enough to make you scream out of fear that her brother would fall.

“Soonyoung, I swear to fucking god, if you drop him–!” you shouted, reverting back to your native language in your panic.

But Kaito was squealing with delight, his cheeks hurting from laughing so much.

“I’m the alpha!” Kaito shouted as the rest of the pack followed Soonyoung in the circle that Kaito was leading him in.

Kaito suddenly let out a howl, his face tilting up toward the sun that was lowering in the sky. The rest of the wolves paused to copy his actions, letting out loud howls that drowned out the one from the human boy. And then Juri grabbed Jaehee’s wrist and brought her over to the pack, howling along with them. Then Bomi ran over with Eunmi and Areum. Then Faye and Yoona. Then Yerin and Kira.

And finally, you ran to catch up and managed to squeeze your way to the middle of the group to put an arm around your brother, who grinned down at you before he took in a deep breath and continued howling. So you howled too.

The entire pack howled at nothing, just to make Kaito happy.

[catboy-dummy]

Intro Post: ✨

Hello! I wish to not use a name on here. But some things i like to be called are good boy, puppy, dummy, and prince (will update if I find a liking to other ones too!). I also use it/its when im getting dumb (NOT in a misgendering way, don’t touch me with that)

Im 21 and my pronouns are he/him, I’m a bisexual trans man, lovingly taken <3.

A lot of what I post and rb is fantasy

Backup is @dummy-catboy-moved

DNI:

Minors, this blog is 18+

No age in bio

Detrans and misgendering, don’t want to shame it’s really just not my thing

Ageplay, sissification, r4pe kink (this one is a weird field because cnc tags keep overlapping with it so idk, I have mixed feelings), feeder, incest, and trauma blogs

Usual DNI stuff

I will update this if/as I need to. Please also note I will also just block whenever I feel like my boundaries are invalidated or I just feel uncomfortable

My Kinks:

Hypno

Brainwashing

Resistance play

Dumbification

Corruption

Edging

Denial

Breeding (not the birth part)

Hucow (maybe just a little bit)

Milking

Cnc (huge emphasis on consensual)

Drugging/Aphrodisiacs (also consensually)

Intox (fills in with drugging but adding anyway)

Free use

Teasing

Overstimulation

Objectification

Degradation

Praise

Royalty (as a treat)

Limits:

-please don’t talk about me interacting with your genitals unless we’ve had a prior conversation/consent about it. It’s a huge overstep

-this also goes for involving other ppl that I interact with in ur ask without any real prior conversation or consent on it. Again it kinda puts me in a weird uncomfortable position with the other person that I’m interacting with :(

-unless initiated, please don’t tell me what you would do to me either. Unless it’s initiated it brings me out of the mood immediately

-don’t ask for pics/ audio anything of the sort. Also don’t ask invasive questions or ones that are too personal

-if you send me any pics I’m blowing you up

-if you ever try to overstep my relationship I’m also blowing you up

- if an ask or a dm makes me uncomfortable I will not answer/ reply to it (or I might but it won’t be in a positive way). I might also block out of sheer initial discomfort. (I do understand miscommunications can happen, but unless communicated I will probably just assume the worst out of safety/personal reasons)

-just because I post or reblog something it doesn’t make in an invitation to be creepy. Don’t do that. (Unless specifically mentioning it, but even then don’t be creepy)

Asks / Dms:

Asks are open! Just please don’t be an asshole. Maybe even encourage me to rub and cum my brains out (or make me edge my mind away) so I can become a good, empty, cockdumb boy. I always love pretty spirals or words filling up my inbox

Spiral maker if y’all wanna make a spiral for me to stare at

Go ahead and also just ramble and talk in there, as horny as I am I love normal interaction too :3

If you anon a lot feel free to claim an emoji or name so I can tag u and recognize you more :3

Dms are open to mutuals! Feel free to message and just talk about anything or do hypno related things. Might open them up to everyone someday if I feel comfy doing so. :3

Additional: I’m pretty sure I’m on the spectrum (I’ve been looking into it for years now. So if I’m a little ehhh sometimes I’m probably overwhelmed or overthinking stuff or just unsure of something and I’m getting uncomfortable. Tone indicators really help sometimes because I’m awful at reading tones of stuff.

Anon tag claims: 💜, 📀, 🕸, 🐾, 🐐,🎩,💙,💛

Extras:

I’m new to all of this so I’m sorry if I sound nervous or awkward at times.

Whenever I write “sweet boy” or I’m thinking about my bf, but I also write these in a way so anyone can interpret the scenario as they wish! But I also just wanted to clarify :3

[luckyqueenreign]

No Other Love - Chapter 2: Shoot

Gemma can't seem to get her mind off Suresh as he heads out on a date with Lulu. Her past and present collide as she reminisces about a special date from their past.

NSFW

🎵 Song 🎵: Shoot What if it hurts? It's gonna...

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HUGE THANK YOU AGAIN TO MY QUEENS @katsie and @0shewrites0 who I would truly be lost without. And if the smut section is better u can thank kat for that 💖🥵

He doesn’t love me, why am I making this harder for myself? 

She couldn't keep the negative thoughts from swirling around in her head as Suresh and Lulu left the villa for their first date. 

First of many…

“Babe, at least try to pretend to look like you don’t care,” Dana whispered, her voice cutting through Gemma’s negative thoughts. 

“What do you mean? I don’t care,” Gemma said, fiddling with a loose thread on the brightly colored bean bags the girls were sitting on. 

Dana rolled her eyes and leaned in closer. “You can pretend with everyone else, but I know you wanted to couple up with him before Casa. So tell me…how are you really feeling?” 

Gemma sighed and kept her eyes locked on the loose thread, pulling and tugging at it anxiously. 

“I-I’m fine. Suresh made his choice. And it doesn’t matter what I wanted before Casa, all that matters is where we’re at now. He chose Lulu and I chose Nicolas.” The lies clumsily tumbled out of her mouth. She’d tried to convince herself that if she repeated it enough times to enough people she’d start to believe them as well. 

“But babe -” 

“But nothing. I don’t want to talk about this anymore.” Gemma stood up resolutely and headed towards the kitchen to fill up her almost full water bottle. Being on Love Island was an opportunity of a lifetime, she knew she was so lucky to be here but she didn’t feel lucky. She just wanted to be back in Edinburgh, somewhere familiar where people knew her and didn’t judge or comment on every move she made. She stopped at the expansive kitchen island and placed her palms on the cool marble counter, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. 

I just wish I were home…

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Gemma nervously adjusted her dress with her one free hand and balanced a bottle of wine and her purse in the other. She sighed deeply, hoping to shake out some of the nerves she felt, or at the very least quiet the butterflies going berserk in her stomach. She pressed down on the doorbell with her perfectly manicured nail and waited. She could hear his footsteps as he approached the door, clicking the lock to unlock it, and then he swung it open with a massive smile on his face. 

“Hey there, beautiful,” Suresh said, his eyes raking over her body as he stepped aside to let her into his apartment. “Perfect timing. Dinner is almost ready.” 

“It smells amazing in here, what are you making?” she raved, but before he volunteered an answer his arm snaked around her waist and he pulled her closer to him, capturing her lips with his. He felt her body melding into his as he deepened the kiss, softly tugging on her hair while she let out a soft moan. A loud timer rang out in the kitchen, interrupting their kiss. 

He pulled away slowly, resting his forehead on hers and looked into her eyes. 

“Hold that thought.” 

Gemma groaned, feigning annoyance, but smiled back up at him. 

“Fine.” She sighed. “This is for you.” She held out the bottle of wine. 

He took the wine and her hand in his, leading her into the kitchen to turn off the timer. Gemma sat on a stool on the kitchen island, watching him as he moved about the kitchen with ease. He looked so comfortable, so relaxed, so happy. Was she fooling herself to think he was just as happy as she was? She had never been one to fall hard and fast, but five dates in and she felt like absolute putty around him. She couldn’t wipe the stupid, giddy grin off her face when she thought of him. She’d never been this nervous with anyone else she had dated previously. This feeling - the tightness in her chest, the butterflies in her stomach - she had never experienced it this intensely. She cursed her brain for even offering up the "L"-word, it was way too early for that. But there was something there, and she knew she was falling for him hard. 

“Can I help you with anything?” she asked, restraining from resting her head in her hands and gawking at him as he moved around effortlessly, looking like a Greek God. 

“Why don’t you pour us some wine? Maybe the red,” he suggested before spinning around and grinning. “I’m making bolognese. A little birdie told me it was your favorite.” 

She looked up at him with a knowing look and he smirked at her. 

“I’ve never been referred to as a ‘little birdie’ before, but I’ll gladly accept it. Especially if it means I’ll get all of my favorite things.” She slid off the bar stool and got the bottle of red from the wine rack, placing it on the island. Then she walked past him, making sure she was close enough that her hip brushed against him as she passed. “Here?” she asked innocently as she stopped right next to him, opening the cabinet door to retrieve two wine glasses. She pretended not to notice how his eyes wandered, heat blooming in her core. Pouring them both a glass, she handed one of them to him, their fingers brushing against each other as the glass traded hands.

“Cheers,” they said in unison, maintaining eye contact as they took a sip. 

“Fuck, Gem, you look so good in that dress.” His eyes couldn’t decide where to look; her eyes, her lips, her breasts, her hips, the faint outline of her ass. He made an involuntary sound in the back of his throat, prompting her to smirk. 

“You should see how good I look underneath it,” she purred, biting down lightly on her bottom lip. His eyes widened slightly at the insinuation, his pants suddenly felt a bit tight. His free hand flexed as he tried to calm himself down. He had contemplated  this night for a long time, he had a plan. And he was going to follow the plan, be a gentleman, because he really liked her and he didn’t want to fuck this up. But god, she looked so good. She took a single step towards him and he shifted slightly, eyes boring into hers. 

“You’re not making this easy for me,” he said, his voice gruffer than it had been a few seconds ago.

“I’m not sure I understand,” she answered, giving a light shrug and staring up at him through her lashes. He cocked a brow.

“I had a plan for how this was going to go,” he said firmly.

She smirked. “Things don’t always go how we planned.” 

“I’m trying to be a gentleman,” he insisted.

“Who said I wanted a gentleman?”

Something within him lit on fire and in a split second he put down his glass and closed the space between them, crashing his lips onto hers. She pressed back into him and he took the glass from her hands, pushed her back until she was pinned between the counter and his arousal. She moaned into his mouth. He put the glass down, then in one swift movement he lifted her onto the marble countertop and with gentle pressure spread her legs so he could step in between them. The kiss was as hungry as they should’ve felt, with the untouched food still on the stovetop. His hands desperately explored her body through her thin silky dress, she shuddered when he reached her breasts and teased her nipples through the fabric. Even as she shimmied her arms out of the thin straps of her dress, exposing her full breasts to him, she found it hard to let go of his lips. Wanting more of him, she wrapped her legs around his waist. She couldn’t stifle the moans when his lips trailed kisses down her body, reaching her breasts and taking one in his mouth while he expertly teased her nipple with his tongue. He moved his hand down her taut stomach, the sensation causing her to arch her back in desire, knowing what was to come. He lifted her slightly, hooking a finger in the waistband of her underwear and pulling them down, exposing her further.  

“Reshhh…” Her voice came out as a breathy gasp. “Fuck me, baby. Please.” 

He moved to her neck, biting and licking, enjoying how she seemed to melt under his touch. He moved his hands slowly up her legs, onto her thighs, pushing up her dress as he went. His fingers twitched knowing how close they were to her center, and from her moans and her writhing, he knew she was wet. Wet for him. 

“Since you asked so nicely…” he teased, lifted her off the counter and started to unbutton his pants. She moved closer and kissed his chin, his neck, the hollow of his throat. Her hand stroked him through his underwear, but nothing could prepare her for the sheer size of him.

“Turn around.” His low, husky voice, thick with desire, made her do exactly as he demanded. She bent over slightly, palms firmly planted on the marble countertops, and wiggled her ass at him. He grabbed one of her ass cheeks and squeezed it hard, making her hum in approval. 

Then he eased himself into her at an agonizingly slow pace, not wanting to overwhelm her. Gemma let out a loud moan and turned back to look at him, her eyes dark with lust. 

“I can take it, baby. Faster.” 

He thrust into her harder this time, eliciting an even louder groan from Gemma. Grabbing onto her waist, he fused their bodies together, plunging deeper than he had before. 

“F-fuck Resh…”

Maintaining his steady rhythm, his lips descended onto her neck, and she mewled uncontrollably as her walls started to tighten around him. He snaked an arm around her and down between her legs, flicking her sensitive bud. She clenched around him as she gasped.

“Cum for me, G.” 

She lost all control of her body as she reached the paralyzing moment of ecstasy and released a loud moan. He wasn’t far behind her, and after a couple more thrusts he shuddered into her, burying his face in her neck as he groaned. She could barely stand, her legs feeling more like jello than limbs, but he held her tight to his chest, keeping her balanced. As they both attempted to catch their breaths, sweat dripping down their chests, she turned around to gaze at him. She moved to wrap her arms around his neck, pressing her lips to his gently.

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“Hey beautiful, there you are,” Nicolas said, coming up from behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. 

Gemma’s breathing hitched as she felt his arms tighten around her and she flinched at his touch. Her memories washed away as quickly as they had come. 

Nicolas looked at her with concern. “You ok? You were just staring off into space there for a while.” 

“Yes!” She lied. “Why don’t we head down to the pool? I’m boiling up!” Before he could ask any follow up questions she turned around and shot him a big fake smile. Then she took his hand and led him over to the pool. 

They were still in the pool chatting, when Suresh and Lulu walked back into the villa an hour later, both beaming. 

“They’re back!” Kat squealed as she ran over to a surprised Lulu, grabbing her by the hand and leading her to the swings. “Girls! Come join us! I want all the goss from their date.” 

“Looks like I’m being summoned…” Gemma restrained from groaning out loud. “I’ll see you in a bit.” She gave Nicolas a small peck on the cheek and got out of the pool, water dripping everywhere. As she quickly toweled off she noticed Suresh, eyeing her from the firepit. She quickly wrapped herself up in the towel and headed to the swings.

“Ok, tell us everything.” Kat burst out, clapping her hands together excitedly. “Where did you guys go? What did you do? Any love vibes?” 

“Kat, relax! Let her answer one question before you bombard her with ten more,” Dana rolled her eyes. 

“Oh, where to start? We went on this lovely picnic on this really gorgeous property. We could actually see the sea from where we were, it was stunning…” Lulu continued on about how fun her date was and how she could see herself falling for Suresh, but Gemma tuned it out. She couldn’t make herself listen to it. 

Deja vu…

She pretended to care about what Lulu was saying, nodding and smiling weakly when she noticed the girls giggling or teasing her. 

*TEXT PING* 

Thank God. Anything to end this convo. 

“I’ve got a text!” Arlo shouted happily and waited for the boys to walk over to the swings before she started reading it. 

Islanders, tonight each couple must vote for who they think is the least compatible couple. The couple with the most votes will be going home. #PowerFailCouple #TwoForTheRoad

Arlo jumped up from her seat and wrapped her arms around Pete. “Me and Pete have nothing to worry about,” she said smugly. 

Copying her exact move, Kat got up and hugged Finn. “Same here. Right, Finn?” 

Finn just looked at Kat and smiled, nodding his head and hugging her closer. 

“I’m feeling confident. Alfie and I proved how we got on in Casa Amor,” Meera said. “Even though we haven’t been together as long as some people here. I’m totally sold on us as a couple.”

“And hopefully you lot are too!” Alfie added. 

“Bring it on! If this date proves anything it’s that Suresh and I are compatible to the max,” Lulu gushed. Suresh looked at her and smiled awkwardly, gazing over at Gemma who quickly looked away. 

“I think it’s a bit weird to have to announce your compatibility with someone. Seems forced.” Nicolas shrugged his shoulders and looked over at Gemma. “I never have to do that with Gemma and I know you can all clearly see how compatible we are,” he said smugly, looking pleased with himself as he walked over to her and took her hand in his. “Now if you’ll excuse us, my lady and I are going to get ready for tonight. I advise you all to do the same rather than trying to prove how compatible you are.”  

They walked off together into the villa to get ready for the night ahead. 

Gemma found herself alone in the dressing room, the others still outside. She stared back at her reflection, smoothing her hair out as thoughts of what the night might bring flooded her mind. 

Are Lulu and Suresh even compatible? Gemma asked herself. Lulu sure seems to think so. 

Dana came rushing into the dressing room, interrupting her thoughts. 

“You’re going to die when you hear this,” she panted, unable to hide the huge grin on her face. 

“What is it?” Gemma asked impatiently. 

“OK, literally seconds after you and Nic came up to get ready, Pete agreed with what Nic said, but then started going off about ‘types’ and well, apparently there’s someone else in the villa that he finds to be way more his type on paper.” 

“Shut up, who?” 

“LULU!” Dana squealed. 

“What?” Gemma gasped, her eyes wide. 

“Yes, and it kicked off with Arlo and Pete, it was a whole thing. At least they made everyone’s job easier tonight.” 

“What do you mean?” 

“Well, we can all vote for Arlo and Pete now, it’s clear they’re not compatible if he’s trying to be with someone else, right?” 

Gemma looked at her reflection and considered this. Surely that wasn’t how we were judging compatibility? But she didn’t care as long as she was safe. 

And Suresh would be safe too. Suresh…and Lulu. 

After getting ready for what lay ahead, the islanders were in the kitchen making drinks and chatting about the compatibility vote ahead of them. Gemma noticed Arlo and Meera whispering in a corner, frequently and not very subtly looking right at her. 

*TEXT PING* 

“I’ve got a text,” Gemma said, less enthusiastically than she probably should have. The islanders gathered around her as she read it out.

Islanders in your couples please vote on who you think is the least compatible couple. The couple with the most votes will be dumped from the island. 

“Well, looks like we’ve got to go make a tough decision, beautiful.” Nicolas moved closer to Gemma, putting his hand on the small of her back, guiding her away from the other islanders. She wasn’t sure why, but it was really starting to annoy her when he called her ‘beautiful’.

They found a secluded spot away from everyone else and Nicolas took out his phone. 

“I feel like this is an easy one tonight,” Nicolas smirked. “It’s obviously Suresh and Lulu.” 

“What?! NO!” Gemma shrieked, her tone giving away more than she intended. Nicolas eyed her warily. “It’s just, she told us how amazing her date was, they clearly had a good time. Why would we vote them out?” 

“I think they’re faking it. At least Suresh is,” he said matter of factly.  

Could he be faking it? 

“I don’t think so. I’d know if Suresh was faking it. And besides, didn't you hear what happened with Arlo and Pete?” 

He looked at her confused. “No, what happened?” 

“He said that he wanted to recouple with Lulu. Apparently they had a big blow up out on the lawn, we missed it when we went inside. I’m pretty sure everyone’s voting for them.” He still looked unconvinced so she continued, “I also noticed Meera and Arlo plotting in the kitchen just now, I think they’ll throw us in to split the vote. Voting for Suresh and Lulu would be a burn vote, so we need to vote for Arlo and Pete to be safe.” 

“Fair point. Alright, then let’s send the text.” 

Gemma took out her phone and quickly typed ‘Arlo and Pete’, tapping the send icon before Nicolas had a chance to change his mind. 

“Let’s head to the firepit, then?” she suggested. 

As they walked towards the fire pit, Gemma saw Suresh and Lulu out of the corner of her eye. They were making their way over as well.

Does he look…nervous? I guess they haven’t been coupled up for very long, but no one here has, except for Kat and Finn. 

Suresh glanced in Gemma’s direction. Nicolas noticed this and slipped an arm around her waist, kissing her cheek. 

As the islanders all gathered around the firepit, one by one they received texts to confirm they were not in the bottom and were therefore safe, until only Dana and Gabi as well as Pete and Arlo remained. 

Gemma’s eyes flitted between Dana and Gabi. She wasn’t surprised they were at the bottom with Gabi desperately trying to rekindle what she’d had with Suresh the second they got back from Casa.

Even though he rejected her, that can’t bode well for hers and Dana’s compatibility.

A loud ping cut through her thoughts, bringing her back. Lulu opened the text, then looked at the bottom four. 

“The couple safe tonight and continuing their journey is…Dana and Gabi. I’m sorry Pete and Arlo,” she said solemnly. 

*Text Ping* 

This time Arlo picked up her phone and stared at the text. “Arlo and Pete, you have been voted least compatible by your fellow islanders and are therefore dumped. Please pack your things and get ready to leave the villa.” 

Arlo gasped and looked at Pete in shock. 

“I-I can’t believe this,” she stammered. 

“Yeah, is this some kind of sick joke?” He looked at Nicolas annoyed, as if they had planned to save one another. Nicolas shrugged and held Gemma tighter. 

“Arlo and I might’ve gotten into a little argument today but we’re way more compatible than the whole lot of you,” Pete growled before he stormed into the villa with Arlo closely following behind. 

“Pete! Come on, don't be like that!” Alfie tried. 

But Pete ignored him and kept walking. 

“We should still go help them pack, it’s been a long day,” Finn pointed out.

“Come on, let’s go!” Nicolas said. They all went inside to help out, but Gemma couldn’t bring herself to care about Arlo and Pete leaving. Why should she? Arlo had never been nice to her, and she didn’t really know Pete. Instead she dreamt about being back in Edinburgh for the second time that day. Back in the comfort of her own home, free of islanders constantly milling around her. 

I just wish I were home…

[nho-jungle]

Hello it’s me again back with another fic exchange event but this time i'm sick of doing all the work so im making u guys do it instead (/silly).

On the 20th of September it will have been a year since my first hermitcraft fic. Really, I just wanted an excuse to organise an event cuz I like doing those. 

This is an AO3 ONLY exchange, due to the ease of archive warnings, ratings, and the tagging system. The name of this exchange implies you will be creating a fic. That is an option, but not actually the point. I am just stupid. 

Any works of any rating with any warning can be submitted. The sign-up form lets you choose what you are comfortable reading. 

[SIGN-UP FORM]

The premise of this exchange is as follows:

Everyone submits one of their own fics (and fills out some details on the submissions form).

Submissions will close at 9pm BST on the 15th of August.

On the 20th of August, I will send out dm’s assigning everyone someone else’s fic.

You will then have a month to create content for that fic (content options below).

All content should be posted by the 20th of September.

This exchange is limited to mcyt, but it’s open to all branches (there is a tick multiple option on the form for which you are comfortable reading). 

More info below the cut:

The content options you can create are listed on the form, but I will explain some specific rules here:

Companion fic. Either a continuation of the fic, a chapter from a different pov, or something else within the universe that the original author created. 

Art. Either doodles or a full blown painting, whatever you want. If your style is more on the quick doodle side, please do a full page/multiple doodles. Equivalent exchange etc. 

Moodboards. A series of (usually 9) still images representing the fic. Please do at least two if you choose to do a moodboard. 

Stimboard/GIF Moodboard. (Usually 9) GIFs representing the fic. With stimboards/gifs, you are allowed to only make one board. 

Poetry. Write a poem about the fic! Get creative with it, whatever. I’m not gonna limit word count but I will say if you write haikus then maybe do more than one. Once again, equivalent exchange. 

Book-style cover art. I made this separate to art because it can be drawing or photo editing, but this would be creating a cover as if the fic were a physical book.

If you are unable to complete your creation by the 20th of September, you can either dm me to tell the person who’s fic you were assigned, or you can dm them yourself. If you have not received your gift by the 20th of September, dm me and I will message the person who was assigned your fic. 

All of these are minimum limits, if you get inspired and want to draw a full-blown comic then go for it! Basically what I’m trying to convey is just make sure your gift is something you’d be happy to receive. This is an event for enjoyment. On the flip-side, don’t feel pressured to create the most glorious work of art and get yourself burnt out. That’s not fun for anyone.