#give us more story content plz

[kitsune23star]

WE'RE EATING *delusional*

[moon-rivr]

omg your miguel stories are tew good plz stop encouraging my obsession💀 but just in case you dont wanna listen👀... is there anyway you can do a one shot of miguel being like a laid back sugar daddy/just spoils the absolute shit out of us without giving a fuck PLEASE🙏🏾

anywaysssss love you and i wish you all the best<3

million dollar man

pairing: miguel o’hara x fem reader

contents: age gap (reader’s in college while miguel’s in mid thirties), handjob, and semi-public fingering

author’s note: i loved writing this request sm so thank you for allowing me to indulge 😩 wishing you the best too <33

word count: 4.8K

The rules of the website had practically imprinted in your brain with how many times you reread them- no cat-fishing relationships or scams, no low-quality photos, and to not be abusive. The rules seemed pretty simple but you couldn't help but hesitate to accept the terms, your hand hovering the cursor. "Oh fuck, just click it already," you mumbled to yourself, accepting the small box on the right corner of the screen after a couple seconds of hesitation. Your screen flooded with what seemed to be hundreds of older men, most of them actively seeking out for a sugar baby in exchange for some kind of service in return.

You'd been wanting to sign up for a sugar daddy website after noticing how empty your pantry was, a couple ramen packets sitting on the counters collecting dust. While you knew that you could be living much worse, you couldn't help but want more than eating the same food everyday. With the amount of student debt that you were crumbling under, you couldn't afford to make extravagant purchases. The job that you had managed to sustain you for your basic needs, but you were tired of simply just floating above the debt line. You found yourself with the desire to have more.

You decided to accept on the terms of the website and set up a profile, but you couldn't bring yourself to explore the options available. You stepped aside from the computer, rubbing over your eyes as you debated the reality of the situation.

You didn't have much time to regret your decision though, your phone alarm ringing with the reminder that you had to be getting ready for work soon. You shut off your computer, deciding to face the consequences of your actions at a much later time when you weren’t running late. After putting on the uniform for the ice cream shop that you worked at, you made your way out the house out to the parlor.

"I don't really see what the problem is with having a sugar daddy. You deserve more than what this place pays," one of your coworkers, Luna, told you as the two of you cleaned up the spoons from the previous shift. "You don't think I'm being a gold digger by doing it?" You asked her, wanting to get some kind of reassurance about the doubts that'd been clouding your mind since you'd joined the website.

She shrugged, walking over to take the order of an elderly woman that walked in. "If they know what they're getting into, I don't think it constitutes as being a gold digger. They know that the relationship is purely transactional," she responded to your question after the woman stepped away with her vanilla cone.

Her words rung through your mind as you sat down in front of your computer after getting off work, deciding to explore the options that were available. Most of the names shown on the website were some of Nueva York's most prominent businessmen, their name plastered onto some of the most successful buildings in the state.

You'd expected for most of the profiles to be senile men who were in the middle of a life crisis, instead getting men in their mid forties to sixties. Your nose scrunched up as you clicked through some of their profiles, most of them coming up as married with the description of 'wanting discreet fun.'

You were about to give up on your search for the night when you stumbled upon a profile of a man in his mid-thirties, one of the youngest men you'd seen in the fifteen minutes of scrolling. Miguel O'Hara. His profile revealed to you that he was divorced, his description being that he sought out for someone to spend time with in exchange for monitory compensation, a clear difference between his profile and the others you'd encountered.

To say that he was an easy swipe right was an understatement, your finger almost snapping off from how fast you clicked on your mouse. Not only was his persona more endearing than those you'd encountered, he was one of the more handsome men you'd had seen. You didn't think too much of the swipe, your eyes widening in surprise as you got the notification that it was a match.

You spent about a week talking to him about what could be expected out of the arrangement before he suggested that he take you out to a dinner. His reasoning behind the spontaneous date was that he simply wanted to see how the two connected outside of text, get a feeling of what type of person you were. As you waited for the day of the dinner to arrive, you couldn't help but be filled with anticipation and excitement.

You'd even gotten up early the day of to plan out your outfit ahead of time so you wouldn't have to do so after class, choosing to wear a pair of jeans that weren't too distressed with a black top.  Scenarios of how the dinner would go riddled your mind throughout the day, your focus of what was on the board diminishing with every second that you were in the classroom.

You showed up to dinner half an hour late due to the subway not arriving at its designated time, easily finding Miguel through the crowds of people. not only was the tallest one in the room, he was also the one with the nicest attire in the place. The black button down shirt he had on accentuated the bulging muscles underneath, the material flexing to fit around him perfectly and the black slacks that he had on fit his legs to perfection.

You caught a whiff of his cologne when he stood up to shake your hand, the pure scent of him reeking of money. He pulled the chair back for you, waiting for you to take a seat before he sat back down. You couldn't help but notice how well he filled out the seat, the pure presence of him almost demanding to be seen.

"Sorry I'm late, the subway got delayed," you started off, wondering just how long he'd been here waiting for you to show up. "While I do appreciate punctuality, I understand," he responded, handing you one of the menus from the table. You picked up the menu, noticing that none of the prices were on there but rather just what the meals had to offer.

A waiter came by a couple minutes later to take the orders, Miguel ordering steak with mashed potatoes and a red wine. "I'll just get the grilled chicken with water, please," you told the waiter, handing them your menu along with Miguel’s. They nodded and stepped away, the only sound at the table being the classical music playing throughout the restaurant.

You looked down at the plate of food dumbfounded, wondering how exactly it was that rich people got full. You were half expecting for the waiter to announce that it was a prank, to come back and fill up your plate. Upon realizing that the two bites that were placed on your plate was the whole meal, you reluctantly took a bite out of it.

"So, the terms of our arrangement would be pretty simple. I'd provide you with the funds that you deem appropriate and you would provide me with your company. I'm not expecting any kind of sexual favors in return, but I wouldn't be opposed to it if you had the desire to," he told you, his tone casual as if he were just having another business arrangement. You almost choked on the water you were sipping, setting the glass back down.

"So what you're saying is that you don't want to have sex with me unless you and I wanted to," you repeated back to him, raising a brow as he nodded. "Do you mind if I ask why?" The question came out of you without much thought, his brows furrowing in exchange. You thought he wasn't going to respond to the question as his silence turned deafening, the room seeming to rise in temperature with every second that passed. "I’m looking for this certain kind of arrangement because I know what to expect from this. My daughter passed away a couple months ago and it helped me to realize that no amount of money that I have will keep anyone next to me," he responded after a couple of minutes, his words coming out with a certain kind of precision as he spoke.

You stayed quiet as you let the words stick in your brain, wondering just what exactly it was that made this man so closed off to the world. You wanted to ask him more questions, but you figured that they weren't appropriate for the setting or the arrangement that was being discussed.

"I'd start off with giving you a short allowance for now, $500 a week just to get you started. It'll increase the more that we spend time together, a little bonus if we have to show up to an event together. Obviously, iId take care of the expenses of your outfit," he added, his red eyes boring into yours like they wanted to see through your very being. “That all sounds very promising, but I think I need some time to think about it if you don't mind," you finally spoke up, watching as his eyebrows bunched up before he nodded.

"You look unsatisfied by the meal. Was it not up to your liking?" He asked after you finished up with your meal, placing a couple hundred dollar bills on the table. "No, the meal was good. thank you," you told him, giving him a tight smile as you got up from the dinner table once the waiter came over to the table. "So if it was good, why do you look unhappy?" He pushed the question further, his eyes locked on you as the two of you headed out of the restaurant.

"Like I said, there wasn't anything wrong with the food. the portions were just a bit.. questionable," you responded, your voice dropping towards the end like you were admitting something taboo. You were expecting for him to protest after what he'd just paid, not the small chuckle that escaped from his lips.

Miguel took you to a burger joint in Brooklyn, stating that 'no other place could do it quite the same.' You'd ordered yourself a burger and fries along with a milkshake, Miguel getting the same thing as you. "Thank you for saying something, the whole meal felt like an appetizer," he told you as the two of you sat down with your trays, the juiciness from the burger looking more inviting than the piece of chicken you'd eaten earlier.

"How do you rich people put up with eating like that?" You asked him, almost moaning at the taste of the burger once you took a bite. "Most of them do cocaine if I'm being frank. I normally don't eat out unless I need to so it's few times I have to subject myself to that," he explained, watching as you stole some of his french fries with amusement.

Despite the initial awkwardness that'd been present throughout the dinner, you couldn't help but enjoy talking to him as the night progressed. His dry humor was something that you were growing to like, the way that he seemed to have a response for everything that you asked/told him.

He was honest and direct, not in a way that he used to excuse what some might deem as 'rude', but in a way that seemed genuine and vulnerable. He'd taken you home after the two of you had finished up, saying that it was too dangerous for you to be taking the subway alone at this hour. You watched as he pulled out of your house, a small smile on your face as he drove away.

The doubts about the arrangement crawled back into your brain once you were alone, absentmindedly reaching over for your laptop and signing in. You weren't sure what exactly it is that you sought out for, maybe some kind of reassurance that he wouldn't get bored with you or start expecting for you to act a certain way around him.

You opened up your browser, deciding to read a Reddit thread about the experiences that some others had as being sugar babies. While some of them described the experience as something pleasant, a few posts lingered about some other girls that had a bad encounter with their sugar daddy. You decided to close your computer after a couple minutes, coming to the realization that Miguel was nothing like the men described in those awful experiences and the decision to say yes had never been so obvious before.

You weren't sure when it was that you started seeing Miguel as more than a provider, seeing him as someone that you cared about beyond what he was giving you. He'd kept true to his promise, his daily allowance now being $700 with the time that the two of you spent together. You'd started to seek him out for the littlest things that you had to do, such as going out on grocery runs or going out for lunch.

When you'd asked him to go to the grocery store with you, you'd managed to deny the growing attraction that was slowly starting to build up by simply telling yourself that you were using him since he was able to reach the top shelf. But the more that you gave a thought about where the relationship between the two of you was headed, the more that you were certain that you couldn't live with yourself if he wasn't present in your future.

You went over to his house after feeling overwhelmed with your final exams coming up, hoping that he would just be able to spare a couple minutes and hold you. "What's wrong?" He asked once he opened the door, exhaustion and anxiety coating your features. "I just need you," you responded back to him, his face softening just the slightest bit before he opened the door to let you in.

He guided you over to his couch, his hand wrapping around your shoulders as he stroked your upper arm. The two of you stayed silent for a while, simply staring at the fireplace ahead of you. "I hope I didn't disturb you," you spoke up, knowing how busy he was.

"You could never disturb me. I like having you around, you're more tolerable than the people I work with," he responded, his thumb lazily drawing circles on your arm. "I'll take that as a compliment," you murmured, leaning against him as you felt the combined heat from his body and the fireplace lulling you into a sense of peace and security. "You should. What's got your little head all worked up anyways?" He inquired, the flame from the fireplace flickering in his eyes as you looked up at him.

"I have finals coming up. And I can't really afford to fail, otherwise I'll get my scholarship taken away. I don't know, I guess I'm just anxious knowing how much is on the line," you told him, realizing just how silly your concerns sounded out loud. “I can help you out if you’re really that stressed out about them,” he suggested after a couple seconds, the movements on your arm coming to a stop. "How about this. if you pass your finals, I'll take you on a little trip to Cabo to celebrate. We'll go on a mall spree beforehand to get you ready."

True to his word, Miguel had the tickets set up for the weekend which you would be done with finals. He'd been the first person that you told about passing them, hearing him say that he was proud of you felt like an even bigger accomplishment especially after he dedicated some of time towards helping you review.

"I knew that you could do it, you're so smart," he'd told you once you shared the news with him, his big arms enveloping you in a hug as he held you close to him. It was the first time he'd hugged you, the feeling strange to the both of you as he did. The act felt unpracticed, something he hadn't done in a long time with the way that his arms awkwardly wrapped around you. Despite that minor detail, you felt invincible as he held you like nothing could touch you.

"I'm thinking about getting my nails done. Which set do you think would look better?" You asked, handing him your phone with the Pinterest board of designs you'd saved. He grabbed his glasses from his case, putting them on the bridge of his nose as he peered down at your phone.

"Isn't it all the same just in different colors?" He noted, scrolling through your phone as he tried to find a difference in the multitude of designs you'd saved. "There's somewhat of a difference in there, it's pretty subtle since I just tend to go for what i'm familiar with," you responded, putting on your seatbelt as you waited. The two of you were heading out to the mall, but you'd come up with idea of getting your nails done after getting in the car.

Miguel ended up liking a simple red design with some gemstones on the pointer and ring finger so you gave the reference photo to the lady doing your nails. You watched as she put on the gemstones with precision, your eyes flicking over to Miguel as he waited for you in the lobby.

If he was uncomfortable in this setting, he didn't show it as he scrolled through the People magazine available. You turned your attention back to your nails, an idea sparking up in your head as she started to put on the final touches to the gem design. "Do you mind putting an initial on my ring finger?" You asked her before it was too late, waiting for her to agree before you told her what letter you wanted on there.

Your hand rested on his pants as he drove, his eyes flicking down to the design and slightly widened as he noticed the small 'M' on your ring finger. "What'd you do that for?" He asked, his attention turning back to the road after a couple moments of shock. "Figured it would be a nice little detail since you were so generous in paying for them," you responded, sliding down his zipper with a bit of difficulty as you adjusted to the feeling of the acrylic once more.

You watched as he let out a shaky breath, his eyes remaining on the road ahead. "I'm driving," he warned you as you started to palm him through his boxers. "So keep your eyes on the road, Miguelito. Just feel," you reiterated, your hand squeezing around his cock slightly. “Ay Dios, nos vas a matar.” (oh god, you’re going to kill us)

You watched as he retrained himself as he drove, knuckles starting to turn white from how hard he was gripping the steering wheel. You picked up some of the precum leaking out through the tip of his reddened cock, lathering all over the shaft as a form of lubrication. Your hand moved with ease up and down his semi-hardened length, his cock getting harder with each tug that you gave him.

He let out a small hiss as he felt one of your nails brush up against the underside of his cock, the area a bit sensitive for him. He'd pay for your nails hundreds of times over and over if it meant he got to see them wrapped around his cock with his initial on them.

You pulled your hand once Miguel was nearing the mall, drying your hand of the sticky residue with a piece of tissue paper he had in the glove box. "Now you decide to stop?" He asked, maneuvering his way into the parking lot with such ease, parking in reverse in what seemed to be mere seconds. If it were up to you, you would've taken about twenty minutes to do the task before eventually giving up.

Your attention went back to the bulge in his pants, his cock still hard from your previous ministrations. "Well, maybe you'll get more motivated to get out of the mall now," you suggested, getting out of the car as you dusted off your attire. Miguel rolled his eyes as he followed behind you throughout the mall, his hand making the slightest contact with yours.

You stumbled into a Gucci store after a while of walking through the mall, immediately drawn into the designs of the bags. You looked around, one of them in particular catching your eye. The design of the bag was beautiful yet simple, a black leather handbag in the shape of a heart. Your eyes widened as you looked at the price tag attached, your hands making quick work to return it to the shelf.

Before you could get the chance though, Miguel grabbed your hand and turned your attention to him. "What's wrong with the bag? You don't like it?" He asked as he looked at you, expecting for some kind of reasonable answer. "No, there's nothing wrong. it's just expensive," you responded, avoiding eye contact with him as you stepped away from the shelf.

"Well, how much is it?" You heard him ask behind you before you got the chance to walk away too far, his hands reaching up for the purse. "It's almost five grand and that's not including tax. It's fine, I don't need a pu-," you started off but you got quickly interrupted when Miguel called over a sales associate to get him the bag from the back. "I thought you said it was expensive, mi cielo," he simply stated before he went off to check out with the associate that had the bag in a dust bag, taking his black amex card from his pocket as the transaction processed. You stood behind, watching as he paid for the bag with seemingly no hesitation.

The rational side of you threatened to come out, wanting to tell him that he could be spending those five thousand on something other than a bag, but you pursed your lips and watched the scene unfurling in front of you. You remembered the whole point of why'd you even joined the sugar daddy website, wanting the opportunity at having nice things.

"You may not need a purse, but your eyes practically lit up when you saw this one. I'm here so you don't have to resign to that disappointment that you've grown used to," he told you as the two of you walked out of the store, his hand resting on the small of your back. “Well, thank you. I really did like the bag,” you told him, leaning up to give him a small kiss on the cheek. You walked around the mall, eyes glancing around the different stores before eventually walking into Nordstrom.

You picked out a couple pieces for the trip that you'd need, such as a couple dresses, skirts, and bikinis for the warm weather you’d be exposed to. Miguel went with you to the fitting rooms, sitting down on the couches outside as he waited for you to finish up. You'd changed into the shirt and skirt that you'd pulled into the dressing room, looking at yourself reflected on the body-length mirror.

You couldn't deny that the skirt made every part of your legs look good, from your thighs to your ass. Even though you were confident that Miguel would end up liking it, you still decided to call him in to get his opinion. He opened up the door as discretely as he could, glancing around to make sure that no associates were nearby as he stepped inside.

You couldn't help but let out a small laugh as the giant of a man in front of you was rendered speechless, eyes raking up and down your figure as he took you in. "Te ves tan hermosa dressed like that," he finally spoke up after a couple seconds, his hands wrapping around your waist as he held you close to his body. (you look so gorgeous)

You weren't completely sure what the first part of his sentence meant, but you could guess that it was something good based on the tone of endearment that he used and the way that he couldn't keep his hands off you. "Can you be quiet for me?" He asked, looking at you through the mirror as his hands splayed on your stomach. The question sounded more like he was telling you to be quiet, so you simply nodded along and watched him sit down on the small stool.

Miguel placed you down on his clothed thigh, your legs spread out for him as your back fell flush against his toned chest. His hand made his way down your body, your skirt being pushed up as he did so. He cupped your clothed cunt, the expense of his hand capturing most of it.

"You look so pretty when you're all like this. All needy and just for me," he murmured into your ear, one of his hands holding you in place as the other one slid the black pair of panties you'd chosen to wear. One of his fingers went inside your cunt, the tightness of your walls engulfing it completely as he pushed it deeper inside of you. Your slick coated his finger as he opened you up in a way that only he could, reaching places that even some of your toys couldn't reach.

"Excuse me, but do you need some help in there? you've been in there for an awful long time," an associate called out, knocking on your door. Your eyes widened at the prospect of getting caught in this position, a small muffled gasp making its way out of you. "No, the dress is just stuck," you called out, hoping your voice didn't come out as needy as it sounded to your own ears.

"Well I can come in there and help you out. Sorry, it's just that we have a line forming," the associate told you, her hand coming to the doorknob and slightly shaking it as if she were trying to open it. Her attempts failed since the door was still locked on your end, the rattling of the knob stopping a couple seconds later.

You were half expecting him to remove his hand, but his fingers remained deep inside of your cunt as he looked down at you. "You weren't playing fair in the car so why should I have to play fair?" He spoke just low enough for you to hear, a hint of amusement as he spoke. You struggled to keep your voice even as you spoke, resisting the urge to just go ahead and let a moan rip out.

"Uh no, thank you though. It's just a zipper but it's almost off," you told the sales associate, letting out a small sigh of relief as the clacking of her heels retreated from the dressing rooms. Miguel pushed another one of his fingers into your cunt, moving them in a scissoring motion before he curled them upwards to reach that spot inside of you.

Your toes curled and your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt his thumb make contact with your clit, the nub already starting to stimulate just by the touch of his finger. You felt your clit throb against his fingers as he rubbed small circles on it, the rhythm in sync with the fingers he was pushing inside of you.

Your back flushed against his chest as you felt yourself getting closer to that sweet release of euphoria, your shaky breaths and whimpers getting muffled as you pressed the palm of your hand against your mouth. Just as you were approaching that all too familiar release, Miguel pulled his hands away quickly.

You were about to protest before remembering what you'd done in the car, the words dying in your throat as you got up from his lap. "Touché," you mumbled as you started taking off the clothes that you'd been trying on, watching as he wiped his hand off on a handkerchief. Miguel covered up your body with his as he stepped out of the dressing room, closing the door quickly afterwards.

"Sorry about that, she called me into help her with the zipper. stupid thing wouldn't budge," you heard him speak outside, surely talking to the associate who must be growing impatient with every second that you spent inside. You stepped back into your clothes, carrying the choices that you'd picked out as you went to go join Miguel at the checkout line.

Needless to say, the attire that you'd showed Miguel proved to be a definite yes. He gladly paid for the rest of your clothes, not batting an eye as the total came out to be two thousand. "Thank you for the excellent customer service. The concern that you show for your consumers is truly admirable," he noted as the associate handed him back his card, a small smirk creeping up on his lips as he also received the shopping bag. The two of you made your way out of the store, completing the small checklist that the two of you had made for what was needed in order to have a successful trip.

[tuberchelsea]

Back Pains

Pairing: Yoongi x f!reader

Summary: Work’s been hard on your body, so Yoongi wants to make sure you’re well taken care of.

Genre: Established relationship, smut/fluff (PWP)

Warnings: (MDNI!) Massage, unprotected sex (plz be smart), cockwarming, cursing

A/N: IRL boyfriend did this to me and it was basically the best thing ever - thus birthing this story. Also this is my first fanfic in over a decade so cut me a tiny bit of slack :,)

It’d been a long day. You had gone to get undressed to take a shower, but instead you’d ended up lying on your stomach on your bed, in your panties, face down and zoned out. It wasn’t until you’d felt the bed shift and weight on your back did you come back to reality.

“This is the driest shower I’ve ever witnessed.” A husky voice whispered in your ear. Turning your head, you notice the presence on your back is your boyfriend, Yoongi. “Haha, very funny”, you say giving him a small smile. “Work was hard today and my back hurts from moving things into the new tank.” “…I feel a shower would help that, babe.” You sigh, “I know that, but that’s a lot of work right now.” Turning you face back into the comforter, you sigh again. Yoongi starts peppering the back of your neck with kisses, redoing your bun to get hair off your neck. He then begins to rub your shoulders, bringing a soft, muffled moan from you.  “Oh fuck that feels gooood. Please don’t stop.” As you begin to relax into the mattress, you hear Yoongi open the bedside drawer, then feel oil being dripped on your back. The coolness of the oil is helping you relax even more.  “Aish, babe. I didn’t think your shoulders were that bad.” Yoongi muttered, adding more pressure to the area. You winced, taking deep, shallow breaths to ease the pain. “Are you doing okay, babe?” he asks. You nod, giving him a thumbs up. You then feel Yoongi’s hands travel further down your back, also moving himself further down to straddle your back side. Between the magic he’s working on your back, the coolness from the oil and your fatigue, you being to drift off a bit. You let out another content sigh, inadvertently arching your back into the mattress, causing your backside to rub against Yoongi’s groin. He is able to choke back a moan, but you can feel his growing erection on your ass. This begins to turn you on, feeling a low throb in your clit. You try to be inconspicuous about dulling the trob, but Yoongi felt the slight shift in your legs. Smirking, he begins to work lower down your back, getting close to your panty line. You feel his thumb swipe under the waistline of your panties, pushing them further down your hips.  “Yoon...” you quietly moaned, causing him to bite his lower lip and push them below your ass cheeks. Yoongi continued to massage his way back up your back while grinding his clothed cock against your ass, eliciting another moan from you. “Somebody is getting worked up”, Yoongi mutters in between leaving kisses on your shoulders.  “I could say the same for you”, as you grind back on his cock. Yoongi then starts leaving hickies on the back of your neck and shoulders; finally taking you to your breaking point. “Fuck. Need you now, Yoon.” you moaned as you feel Yoongi shift to his clothing, along with your panties. He placed his hands under your ass cheeks, his thumbs rubbing the inside of your thighs. “All I did was touch you and you’re this wet? Oh baby...” he could feel your slick on your inner thighs and began to rut more into the curve of your ass. “Yoon, please!” you moaned out, the throbbing in your clit becoming overpowering. “Use your words, baby - I can’t read minds!” Yoongi tutted, not ceasing his actions. “N-n-need you-your cock inside m-me, please!” you’d somehow managed to sputter out between moans. “There you go - that’s my good girl.” he he cooed, lining himself up to your entrance, then began to slowly push in. You continued to take deep breaths as he fully entered you. No matter how many times Yoongi and you had fucked, you still had to adjust to his larger size. “Fuck, always love your tight pussy.” Yoongi then dripped more oil on your back, beginning to rub your shoulders again. The mix of the relief of sore muscles and the pleasure of cockwarming Yoongi caused your pussy to clench around him, starting to feel the band of pleasure stretch in your lower abdomen. “I can feel you clenching already, baby. Are you gonna cum before I even start moving? My touch has you that worked up?” “Yoon, please move!” You moaned out as he continued his hand work down your back. “No problem, baby.” He began to move, using the motions of the massage to move himself. The pace was slower than his usual, letting you feel every ridge and vein on his cock. The pleasure from his pace was intensified tenfold, as the pain from him massaging your sore muscles heightened it. You were on Cloud Nine at this point, becoming a moaning mess under Yoogi’s hands. He worked his hands lower, finally grabbing you by the hips and setting a faster pace. “Oh my-fu-u-uck. Yoo-oon!” your thighs began to tremble and your hands had a death grip on the bed sheets. “Oh? Is my baby gonna cum? Gonna cum all over my cock?” he leaned down to continue marking you shoulders while circling his hand around to draw circles with your clit. You nodded, then let out a loud cry of his name when the band in your lower abdomen snapped, cumming hard. Yoongi slowed the circles on your clit, but kept up the fast pace to help ride out your high.  “Yoon, too much!” You began to feel overstimulation, your clit becoming more sensitive. “Give me one more, baby. I know you can do it.” Yoongi then placed both hands back on your hips, fucking you at a brutal pace. You felt the band tighten again as you felt his cock twitching. “Fuck baby, I’m gonna cum - where do you want it?” “Inside! Cum in me, Yoongi, please!” That drove Yoongi over the edge, painting your inner walls. You then came again, seeing white for a moment. Yoongi’s pace slowed down as you both came down. He then circled his arms around you, lying on top of you again. He then placed a kiss on your temple, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. “Wooooow. I was not expecting that.” You smiled, still trying to catch your breath. Yoongi chuckled, placing kisses on your neck. “Shall we get in the shower?” He asked, pulling out as he stood up. You nodded, then he picked you up to carry you to the bathroom.

“How are your shoulders, babe?” Yoongi asked, rinsing your hair of shampoo. “I mean, you did a good job, just got a little distracted.” you said, looking up at him. He laughed, wrapping you in a hug. “Not my fault you’re cute!” 

[alastorgould]

Rocket's Backstory

*deep breath* God help me

This is the most inconsistent Marvel backstory and I, the top expert on Halfworld, am here to clear it up.

I'm going to split the variants into the following catagories: 1985, 2014, modern comics, show, and mcu. (the show is simply called Guardians of the Galaxy and is on disney+ and i highly recommend).

I have compiled a spreadsheet to go over the main points

As you can see, it's a shit show.

(As i go over the stories as best I can, please note that i am not a comic buff i am a 15 yo with Asperger's and an obsession with Halfworld and if i get something wrong plz don't be mad at me just tell me and I'll fix it :3)

1985 Rocket Raccoon- Rocket is a genetically modified caretaker on Halfworld, a mental asylum used to hold the insane of the galaxy, known as loonies/shrinks (extremely offence things to call mentally ill ppl but it was the 80'ssss). They have a book called the Halfworld Bible, which holds the secrets of the planets and it's people. The planet is ruled by Mayhem Mechaniks and Dyvynicies Inc; rival toy companies owened by Judson Jakes and Lord Dyvyne respectively. Jakes killed Lylla's parents to steal the company and it's... horrifying robot clowns. Pyko steals the Halfworld Bible for it's instructions on how to escape the planet in a giant human-shaped ship. Jakes and Dyvyne find out about this plot and team up to crash a party and there's a big battle and Rocket, Lylla, Pyko, Wal, Blackjack, and possibly Pyko escape Halfworld on the ship, leaving it in shambles as the loonies are left to the own devices to rebuilt the planet with their newfound wisdom (Pyko manages to 'cure' them)

2014 Rocket Raccoon (my fav series :3)- This one doesn't have much in the way of backstory, all we know is what Captain Sale gives us in the last book. Throughout the series it is shown that Rocket has no memory of his creation and believes he is the last of his kind. Until he ends up on Captain Sale's ship. She gives he the key to the Book of Halfworld and he takes 4 hours to read it. He is shown to be disgusted and horrified at the contents, leaving it with Sale and going home. (Clowns and the toy factory etc are mentioned, implying it is a sequel to the 1985 version.

Modern Comics- This section is specifically about v5 GotG #8 as I don't recall any other comics going into much detail. Here, there are loonies and robots, but no clowns. They must have thought it was too silly. Rocket is a therapy animal turned sentient with cruel experimentation. This is the first version of Rocket's backstory to show him sustaining significant and lasting trauma from his past. Not to mention the debilitating physical effects of having a metal skeleton and countless other weird things he doesn't understand. After his transformation, he is shown with the 1985 gang and other past team ups in a montage. It seems there is also an attempt at continuity here but it misses the mark a bit.

GotG Show 2015- This is by far the worst adaptation in my opinion, as it completely overhauls the story. So note that I have bias here. Here, Rocket is a simple Earth raccoon that has been transformed with the purpose of being a living weapon. His purpose was more 'artificial genius' than 'genetic marvel'. Immediately after being let into a more open enclosure, he meets Groot and effortlessly destroys the robots and steals a ravanger ship. After freeing all the creatures, of course.

(i am unable to provide images for this section as disney is a pussy ass company and won't let me screenshot but just imagine it sucking)

MCU- Anyone reading this has already seen the movies but I'll go over it anyway. The High Evolutionary is a man trying to recreate a sentient Earth-like planet by modifying creatures. Rocket is one of these poor souls. He lives his early years in a cage with Floor, Lylla, and Teefs. Rocket manages to open the cage one day, only to have his friends shot in front of him by the High Evolutionary. He then escapes. He meets Groot later in a well, not shown but confirmed by James Gunn.

Wow this took long to write. Time for the conclusion. Here i will 'average out' all the stories and throw in my personal theories.

My version- Halfworld is an insane asylum built by the Kree where they experiment on mentally ill people to try to cure them(we used to do this here on earth until the 60's). The 'toy factory' is a cover-up for this operation. The robot 'doctors' use clown faces to put the patients at ease. But what do psycho robot doctors do when the asylum is abandoned and not longer supplied with patients? They turn to the animal inhabitants on the planet. The Halfworld Bible/ Book of Halfworld is an engineering manual documenting the disgusting progress of making an innocent creature sentient. Pyko frees his people after decades of slavery in a grand rebellion and Lylla becomes the Priestess and guardian of the book like in 1985. Unfortunately, during the rebellion, 89P13 and Groot get stuck in an escape pod and sent away from the Keystone Quadrent, leading him to believe all of his people are dead or re-enslaved.

I think this version harnesses the soul and vibe of all the backstories while making it make more sense in the long run.

I had a lot of fun putting this together and I hope y'all appreciate it :D (Follow for more Halfworld content <3)

[mobbu-min]

So we know that we can take care of the housewardens as kittens but will they take care of us if we are kittens?

good question, excellent question really and its definitely... depends on the housewarden. okay but before I answer this, I got a request (and working on said request) of this exact scenario, but idk when that will be posted, so here are my thoughts and personal opinions. sorry for the bad grammar and inconsistent thoughts, im literally so stressed rn lol

but to anyone that might stumble across this and wonder 'what the hell am I reading' then let me introduce you to the 'twst kitty accident' (name still pending): one, two, three

im going to say it, but the best housewarden and dorm to be looked after is pomfiore. kitty!mc would literally be treated like royalty. vil would take excellent care of you and would pamper the shit out of you. he's constantly making sure you look your best and will make you little hats and bows to wears (the two of you have coordinating fits) might even carry you around in a little handbag like chloe from beverly hills chihuahua no joke

second is riddle, he's responsible and constantly keeping a watchful eye on you. tho, he's never had a pet before so he's kinda clueless. but treys there to watch you when riddle can't and the adeuce (which is no doubt the cause of your transformation) would be extra gentle with you. cater makes a fan page of kitty!mc tho :/

at first kalim and malleus was a tie for third, but kalim gets the one up bc of Jamil. nothing against diasomnia but jamil will make edible food. kalim is a little rough not that he means to (he's a little oblivious) but he's always carrying you around and getting you the softest pillows. gives you little kissies on the head before he goes mimi ni-night

malleus has probably had one pet in the past probably like a crow or something, but that was eons ago. so he's a little dense but learns fast and takes really good care of kitty!mc, hold yous in his arms like a baby(me next plz), shows you magic tricks, let's you sit on his head so you can get a closer look of the gargoyles, will read you bedtime stories, probs had Lilia make t-shirt for all of diasomnia with your face on it(kitty obvi), he gets cat ears to match with you. its really hard to tell, who the one enjoying it. he makes sure to keep you away from the kitchen anytime Lilia's up to mischief ahem, creative endeavours.

I kinda forgot about Azul (sorry sweetie) but! i am content with his placement. will def try to market off of your cuteness and will probably forget that you're there, which has led to him closing up monstro lounge and leaving you there in the dark until he wakes up in cold sweat and runs to get you in his matching silk pajamas, octopus slippers and little night cap. but if you can look over that, Azul isn't the worst. he'll play with you, feed you the best food, let you lay on his lap(let me lay on his lap instead) and just generally is a lot more open about his gentleness? kindness? emotions?

he gets points docked down bc of floyd and the jade (they know what they've done)

for last place, Leona and Idia are tied. I can't make up my mind

on one hand, Leona treats you more like a neck pillow then anything (also considering your a whole ass kitten in a predator den is kinda really terrifying) he purposely forgets about you and will carry you around but your scruff. will give you to ruggie at some point who just might(will) hand you to jack bc 'you're friends!' but on the flip side, he's also a cat. and will take all the cat naps you want with you. tends to groom you and vice versa, it's a little weird but Leona's really warm and his purrs are comforting, so who are you to object (let me lay on your chest Leona, plz just one chance)

idia doesn't even take care of himself, what makes you think he can take care of another living being??? Ortho is your literal guardian angel (bless that child) the only pro I can think of is that idia doesn't leave his room, so you can always nap on his lap and he doesn't really mind (at first he was a fuckin statue) his hands are cold but fingers are really long, so it feels live when he runs his fingers through your fur. also tried to dress you up in cosplays, so if you're into that, cool, if not, I'm sorry? (me personally, I would not let that slide)

so these are my thoughts, I had a lot of fun writing it bc I have too many thoughts and but no will power to write it unless asked so... yeah. hope this answers your question :)

[kirihotto]

Stay PT.2 {Suga X Reader 18+}

→ Rating: 18+ Minors are strictly prohibited from engaging and reading this content. It contains explicit content.

→ Genre: Friends to Lovers

→ Summary: You and Yoongi have been friends since high school. Busy adult life means seeing friends less and less. His roommate's departure date and your week off, line up. You plan to spend a few free days with Yoongi. Catching up like old times.

→ Word Count PT.2: 1 584

Disclaimer: All members are face and name claims for the story. This is entirely a work of fiction and by no means is meant to be a projection, judgment or representation of real-life people. All works are purely for entertainment purposes.

Published: 03/22/23

Inspiration: Ari Abdul - Stay

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A/N: Plz read part 1! it adds so much more to the story.

"W-wait." I did it. Finally calling out to him. Grabbing his fist that sat now on his lap. As I clung on desperately. Like I knew I had wanted to for years but was too scared. He shot me back a gaze I couldn't understand. But that slight blush and awkward look away told me all I needed to know. He was embarrassed. And it was fucking adorable. The butterflies in my stomach seemed to have grown claws, making me cling to him. Our thighs touching. Breaking the distance between us. Finally, My small voice broke through the fear and the now silent room. "Uhm.. sorry. About this. I had no idea what this show was about. I didn't bother to check the rating.. Listen. We've been close for a while."

Yoongi shot me a confused yet worried look. in no attempt to leave. I'm sure he wasn't expecting what was going to come out of my mouth next. Honestly. Neither did I.

"I picked this show. And uhm.. It's my fault your.. Y know.. So. Teach me how?" ok really what the fuck. I sound desperate.

"What?" Yoongi cleared his throat.

"T-teach me how to give a blow job."

"A-are you insane?" Yoongi grunted. His cheeks lighting up in flames of pink as he turned away from me. I stared at him and nodded. He sighed and sat up right. He faced me again. I finally let my tight grip go. To my surprise he chuckled. "Really? Alright. Fine. but why me?"

"Uh- because you're the only guy I'm close to." Lies. I knew it as soon as I met him again. The floodgates were opened. What was behind the gates? My feelings. My longing. I liked him. More than a friend. Though. This wasn't what I had planned at all. My nasty desires got the better of me. Yoongi shook his head slightly with a smirk. I guess he had assumed I was joking. Again he tried to escape me. Until I slid my way onto the floor in front of his now closed legs.

"You.." Yoongi hissed out slightly. His brows furrowed, blush returning. He covered his mouth with his ringed fingers. He locked eyes with me. Looking down on me. Before he opened his legs. A bulge slightly visible. "You're really not joking are you?"

I didn't say anything, other than using my body language. Fluttering my eyelids up at him. Putting myself between his legs. My hands wander slowly up his thighs. Gliding across the rips in his jeans. He hissed out a mumble I didn't catch. Totally clueless I attempted to pleasure his cries. Rubbing over him through his jeans. His breath hitched once I finally reached his now obvious bulge. Undoing his zipper, sliding his jeans down and off his muscled legs by his command.

"haa.. Mm. go ahead. Feel your way through it." Yoongi moaned out slightly. A gaze I never would have expected to see. A fiery desperate longing. His dark sharp eyes met mine for the first time since we had started this. Long hairs dangled in his vision, as he swiped it back with a hand. The other rested on the waist of his boxers. I knew now that I would finish this. His member stood nearly straight up from my toying. Yoongi hissed at the sudden feeling. The way that I had control over how he was reacting. Let alone he was reacting like this because of me. Pumping it a few times I laid kisses at the tip. Before attempting to finish the job. Yoongi's back arched slightly as he tried to control himself. Though really he seemed to be enjoying this. So was I. The way he seemed to crave more from me. He sat up slightly. " ah. Easy."

"S-sorry.." I mumbled out. I had heard him but damn he was so fine. Sitting here in his boxers and hoodie. His chest rising and falling between heavy lust filled breaths. My eyes locked on him. He let out a cocky smirk. One I hadn't seen before. Nor did I know its intent. I just went for it. Taking his tip in my mouth.

"W-wait." He had called out between breaths. I was too far gone. This was something I never knew would happen. Or these feelings. Honestly it was a lot more fun than expected. As much as I was struggling, so was he. Fitting the tip in my mouth. Using my other hand to help. Yoongi sat with the back of his slender hand over his mouth. "Fuck.."

Moving my tongue about as I tried new things. Which were apparently working. Having slowed down for a moment to catch my breath. His cold hands pushed my hair from the sides of my face. Resting at the back of my head, his hands not forcing their way. Just gliding through my hair. The butterflies clawing at my stomach again. leaning down a little. His hands helped my movement. He leaned back again on the leather couch. The TV screen lit up the otherwise dark room. Yoongi gnawed at his bottom lip, pulling my hair in his clenched hands slightly.

"Fuck~" He released it in my mouth. Wow. That was an experience. His sides heaving. A salty taste filled my mouth. Yoongi sat with his eyes shut leaning back for a moment, panting, hands at his sides. His thighs shook upon my hold on them for balance. Sitting back up in a hurry. Yoongi yelped, holding a hand under my mouth. His cheeks flushed. "Wait, don't swallow that-"

"I didnt wanna uhm..spill.." I said after he scanned my face. Wiping away what had remained on my face. Yoongi's face pinked again once my face was cleaned. He cleared his throat and sat up right again. His hoodie covering his boxers. What.. Did I just do.. Yoongi and I sat in silence. Blush dancing across our faces. Mine certainly more so than his. Honestly I love him. I don't want this to be a one time thing. I stood back up and attempted to leave. Until Yoongi's hand quickly latched onto my wrist.

"I need you to stay. Please.. Don't leave again." Yoongi begged. I had never seen him so longful. Against my pride crashing around me, I listened. After all, Friends talked things through. I sat down next to him. My heart is still racing from the feeling. That clawing was lust. Me lusting after Yoongi.

"I won't leave. I'm not mad it was my idea and-!" My sentence. What was I saying? None of that mattered. Once Yoongi's lips met mine. Hushing my thoughts. His hand resting at the side of my face. Though it was a quick simple kiss. His sharp eyes searched seemingly forever in mine. His eyes fluttered from my lips back to my eyes. Another kiss. His tongue soon explored mine in dance. Sliding my hands across his slender shoulders. Yoongi's snaked down to my hips, pulling me onto his lap. Until finally we were both out of breath. He smirked at me and squeezed my hips slightly. Causing a sudden moan to rip through my throat.

"It's my turn to help you." Yoongi smirked again, focusing his gaze toward me. It wasn't long before I felt a bulge under me. Rocking my hips back and forth on his lap. A quick peck to my lips, he held my hips still. "Mngg.. may I..?"

After asking he tugged at the skirt of my small black dress. Looking away, I nodded. One of my hands covering my mouth. The other rested on his shoulder. My chest now rising and falling quicker. Some shuffling about for a moment his hand dipped to my back. Holding me up. Bringing his way to sexy of a hand up to his mouth. Yoongi bit down on one of the silver rings that decorated his hands. Pulling them off with his teeth as he set them next to him. Yoongi's sharp lustful gaze explored mine. It had taken me an honest minute to grasp why he was doing such a thing. Until his cold de-ringed hands snaked up my thighs. Past my black skirt his hands explored me. My moans seemed to be echoing about the large room. While he toyed with me under my skirt he kissed me. Exploring my mouth more as I sinfully moaned out slurs I'd never know of. This had gotten hot and heavy fast. And it was fucking great.

"Oh fuck~"

"Mm. you ready for me?" Yoongi asked, pulling my thighs toward him. Being hit with his bulge against me. He chuckled slightly and slid his tongue across his teeth. Raising my hips as I nearly looked down at him. The claws in my stomach were going wild. Something in between nervous and about to lose it. Yoongi slowly eased inside me. Resting for a moment. Pressing my frame against his lean one. His hoodie would have been ripped to shreds if I had a full on manicure. Slowly through our panting he rocked my hips slowly. "I got you."

From even rocking my hips I could feel him. His heat, His breath, his scent, His intense gaze... that alone got me turned on. The way his eyes wandered my frame. Sliding my hands down his muscled frame as he kept me upright and stable. Resting at his abs I held myself as he thrusted into me. Hair falling in his gaze. Our moans in sync.

"Mng~ Yoongi~" I moaned out his name as I unraveled against him. His teeth gritted he painted my walls moments after. We both sat out of breath. Before he kissed me again. This one filled with serenity rather than longing. He swiped his hair back neatly, holding my hips again. Helping me stand up between his legs. A few stray trails of cum traced down my legs. God this was embarrassing. Clearly he had noticed. Rather than feeling embarrassed for myself I peered through his hoodie. Only to be met with muscle. After exchanging stares Yoongi chuckled. "Want to see, do you?"

"I- uhm.. Yes.." I blurted out. He shook his head with a gummy smile. A small huff and his dark hoodie flew over his head. His chest rising and falling. The silver chain now really the only clothing he was wearing up top. His scent of spice and alcohol washed over me. "Wow.."

"Ha. looks like we'll both be sleeping in my room then?~" Yoongi spoke softly and slyly. Pulling my hips toward him. As I gawked at his pale toned abs.

"Looks like we're more than just friends huh?"

"If you want me to be yours. I won't say no."

[randomnameless]

I'm beginning to think there might have been discourse/debate between KT and IS regarding the Fodlan games. We'll never know of course but it would be amusing if that's the case considering how it translated to their audience.

lol

Some people already thought about it, and while Nopes was a heavily marketed/produced product by KT, at the end of the day, even for FE16, IS had to pop in and give a sign of approval.

I think the interview for Engage more or less revealed that while the two games weren't developed together, they were thought of as being wildly different experiences - both in gameplay and story, and while I have my own gripes with Engage's story especially in the last chapters, Engage's big character resolution is

Alear coming to terms with what they were born as, but deciding, nonetheless, to use their power to be and act as the divine dragon Lumera was, aka use their power to do something "good" even if they were born as Sombron's kid thus supposed to do "bad" things.

Compare this with "crust BaD" - nowhere in the Fodlan games is it ever mentionned, by one character who has a crust, that crust is only a power and not inherently bad or good, it's what you decided to do, you as someone who has the opportunity to use this power, who ultimately choose to do the right thing, or the wrong thing.

Hell, it's only when Fodlan met another game (fully developed by IS, for better and worse) that his question is raised, and quickly eluded by Supreme Leader warping away from Lissa, because hey, in an IS game, that question would have been raised, and defaulting to "crusts BaD" has never been the house's recipe to make a game - especially since this specific recipe has been overused, first in FE Jugdral (Loptyr blood isn't inherently evil, that was the teaching Blaggi tried to promote that was later ignored and then forgotten), then, sort of in FE6 (no Fa, divine dragons aren't doomed to become souless war dragon producing machins or humanity's enemies!), in FE13 with Robin and their fell blood, and finally, in FE17.

I think, even if FE16 still sells a lot of alts in FEH and DLC and what not, the lack of side materials and goodies is, imo, telling enough about what IS wants to do with it - FE17 got a manga release on the shonen jump + (i think?) even when the sales are inferior to FE16's (granted, if we compare something that was around for 4 years including 2020 to a game released in January, that's not very fair) - Nopes's DLC was called off and bar FEH milking the Fodlan verse to sell units, imo, IS wants to drop it and move forward.

And while it makes me sad because there are things I'm legit interested in (war of heroes guide like the tellius recollection guide plz), given what "Fodlan" ended up when KT was left (mostly?) alone in the form of Nopes (you effing beat up refugees to steal their gold! Like, we're the red units beating the green npcs, or the bandits burning houses??) - I am less and less sure I want to see more Fodlan content, even if I was pleasantly surprised with the Fodlan content - especially regarding Nabateans who are completely ignored by their source game - IS made up for FEH.

Sure we have some issues that are inherent to FEH's nature as a gacha selling game cajoling units who can sell a lot (Hilda's family never had slaves unfed servants! Syrup just had some adventures in Goneril!) but to the FEH team - from IS - Sothis is more pissed at Agarthans for having genocided her children and turned them into pincushions than for Billy's dad's death.

Hell, for what it's worth, Emblem!Dimitri mentions how much he likes the idea of a world/place without discriminations based on origins or races, something he cannot say in the KT Fodlan games, because it stars Ms "You are a Nabatean, you should not rule over Humans!" as the main character of the game - so it's not a lot, but imo, FEH + FE17 gives us clues as to what IS would have done with the Fodlan cast -

Even if I'm not kidding myself, Hresvelg Tea was always supposed to be the main selling point of that verse, so while I don't think we would have had less uwus, maybe we might have had some sort of "sekrit brainwash" to make Ashnard in an onesie still be marketable for FEH.

[arttrampbelle]

Ok so since tumblr couldn't let me add more than 10 photos i had to improvise.

So here it is.

Shang tsung self ship giant ass post!

Ok so this is me. Describing things as if im giving a tour or tutorial on a game. :3

Very self indulgent.

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SHANG TSUNG'S ISLAND

The island: absolutely breathtaking views. Tropical paradise. Various old structures and architecture of many many various eras and dynasties of China. Sometimes you can feel the island like it's alive....how ominous. Shang tsung says the island is in a realm of its own. A pocket dimension,not quite affected the same way as the realms it connects to. It sorta of is timeless,much like the man who rules it...still wonder what he means by this.

But overall it has lovely shores and beaches. Lavish courtyards and gardens. It has an upper courtyard,and lower. The Lower courtyard is mostly for guests,kombatants when there is a tournament,servents and guards. The upper courtyard is for me and shang tsung. He doesn't let anyone wander around in it unless he invites you. Which he does rarely.

The interior: the interior is traditional but has modern facilities. (Look shang is old but come on man!)

Tho he does have a traditional kitchen and a modern. But the modern one is his personal one near his living quarters. The rest of the inner palace is still got an old school vibe.

The inner palace/private living quarters:The bed chambers is lavish. Large. Silks,velvets,gold,red. *sigh* . Beautiful.

Shang's private kitchen,bathroom,hot spring,etc is all connected.

Armor/clothing:has beautiful armor and a ceremonial sword in his bed chambers too.

Some armor is for kombat. Some is ceremonial. Either way it's always beautiful to look at.

I too have lovely outfits. Aren't they great?

My magic apprentice outfit. Sorceress in training if you will. (Not exactly how i had it,but it was closest to i could find)

Also our accessories too

Shang and i (lady tsung) have snake rings. A pendent that helps my magic training. Master tsung has a snake flask(with what alcohol or its contents, i dare not ask him) and a dragon pipe for Tobacco(or other substances im sure).

Throne room:Shang tsung's throne room is also breathtaking. A Large room,holden dragons,the tournament master private dining room, a small courtyard next to it. Isn't it lovely?

His chair and also the outside gates to the inner palace.

Well that's all i have to show you for now! I hope you enjoy your stay. You probably should get going before he gets back. Shang tsung,my beloved tends to get a bit peeved when i have guests up here.

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I hope you enjoyed this fun post. Also if you want you can use some of the pics for aesthetic boards if you want! Just try to credit me or at least send me a link to your work. I would love to see your creations!

Nothing is set in stone. And things may change but i have fun world building fr. So i hope this helps you too get ideas!

Plz i really love discussion on this stuff :'3 i have little people to talk to bout decor and design. And all this that goes into story and art.

Sincerely- @mrstsung (lady tsung,arttrampbelle)

*note i dont do mk12 shang. I will do any other shang tsung. Thank you*

[lizpaige]

Hello!!! 2 & 20 for the fanfic asks if it's not too late! 💕💕

hiiii! not too late thanks for the ask! 💕

2. What’s next on your to-read list? (fanfiction or otherwise)

These Violent Delights by Micah Nemerever and I got the first book of aftg cause I feel like I have to give it a try.

20. Do you have a favorite fanfic or author? If so, tag them/post a link and share the love!

omg i have 140 bookmarks on ao3 🫣🫣🫣 lemme go through a couple recent ones from there and from my history. but just know its v hard to pick favorites!!

The Raven Boys, Chapter One: The Church Watch by @miseria-fortes-viros This is like the biggest gift to the TRC fandom - the tv series we were promised but never got. I don't want to spoil because this first chapter is such a joy, but give it a read!!

Slow Cinnamon Summer by @infinite-of-sky Post-TRK AU where Ronan/Adam and Blue/Gansey aren't together yet. I love Post-TRK fics and this AU was a fresh take. Super great characterization of Ronan and Adam imo I loved it.

Please Don't Leave Quite Yet by blue_violets Ronan follows Adam to college and pining and drama ensue. Happy ending tho! I love lots of blue_violets' fics so if this one isn't for you, still check out their works for more.

saw all your warning flags; good thing I'm color blind by @zephfair "Gansey decides his two best friends really need to go on a date, so what could go wrong?" WHAT COULD GO WRONG, INDEED? I love this even though it's not finished yet. I am biased and love p much every pynch fic zephfair has written 😇

Uncanny by @iammistressofmyfate Such a unique story/different magical AU. Adam is a psychic medium, Ronan is from Ireland. I really enjoyed this fic and also enjoy all of Sarah's fics (and she blesses us with so much pynch content so plz give em a read if you haven't already).

Extra Ordinary by YOU @mychemicalrachel Is it bad to mention one of your fics? NAH. An Adam/Declan fic? I never would have tried them, but I trusted you and your writing and I am in love. So good. Can't wait to read more of this and more of your fics.

[idk-i-just-really-like-tsc]

anyway here’s my two cents on who’s making the cut for these 10 shadowhunter romance stories!! (See Cassandra Clare’s latest announcement about better in black)

tid: idk i feel like this could be a rogue Sophie/gideon or cecily/Gabriel moment. or wessa with jem existing too. who really knows but all of the above i would enjoy <3

tlh: um maybe hopefully plz thomas and Alastair we barely got to see them actually be a couple I feel like so that would be fun. I would also love a luciejesse or herondaisy moment <3

tmi: um well OBVIOUSLY this is what I’m most excited for because i have a normal attatchment to the characters of the mortal instruments. ANYWAY i want sizzys proposal in full detail. we got the clace and the malec ones give them the lovely proposal that i deserve to read. pay them RESPECT. i would also looooove a clace story like any at all. i love and miss them dearly. I would also love a malec story with the kids bc we have literally hardly seen into their family life after they got Rafael but maybe that’s what tec3 is for idk cassandra doesn’t acknowledge its existence. but also if they’ve had two books I’m not exactly sure if she’s writing more about them. DO NOT GET ME WRONG!!! I would loooooove more malec content im not an IDIOT but like idk. but also they’re fan favorites so i just don’t know. im trying to see into cassandra’s mind and it’s not working. i would also actually drop dead to the floor and cease to exist if it was centered around the tmi gang as a whole going on a date night all together triple date moment!!! THATS what i want but i think that’s a bit idk it’s j not gonna happen. unfortunately for me. whatever ill take what i can get and reread the brunch story. I love the brunch story.

tda: well Cassandra’s use of the word throuple makes me assume it’s a safe bet to think one of them will be kierarktina but there’s also the delusional thought that she’s talking about herongraystairs. so idk abt that but yeah kierartina. a Diana and Gwyn moment would also be like somewhat shocking but fun and fresh. idk there’s not that many tda couples tbh. emma and Julian already got their moment in sobh and i don’t wanna read about them so I’m hoping it’s not them. idk

misc: the thing is i feel like this project is very ambiguous bc the theme is just live and romance so it could be anything like people who were never officially couples. unrequited love is fun. kit and ty moment. but also they’re the focus of twp so im just not gonna go there and Cassie may not either. i was also thinking abt this and a malcolm and annabelle story would be reallyyy interesting. also they don’t really fit into one specific series but they’re around in tec,tmi and tda bc they’re awesome i would LOVE a Helen and aline centered story like tell me about their time on wrangel island because we know next to nothing about that seemingly important place and what the hell goes on there. and helen and aline get fuck all in these books. anyway. that’d be a good time. also like. she said there may be some spice . but like i want love confessions and silly goofy character moments and actual stories not just characters going at it yk. so liek what are the vibes here cassandra…

this post got really fucking long for no reason feel free to leave YOUR thoughts on what you want to see in these stories <3

[yukidragon]

Girl, help.

I actually saw with my own two eyeballs someone trying to say that "If you, a fanfic writer, find offense in a reader commenting 'Update plz' (and nothing else) then that is a YOU problem".

And they tried to defend it by saying that readers will get tired of waiting and will move onto something else?

I am FUMING.

I bet this person has never written a single thing in their entire life outside of assignments for school.

It's those sorts of comments that make me very disheartened, especially as someone who often winds up taking prolonged breaks from my writing due to various reasons, most of them health-related.

Content creators, whether they write, draw, or make any other type of art and share it online, are already painfully aware that, in a sense, we have to compete with the entirety of the internet at all times. It often pushes us to keep producing more and more and more to our own detriment, because we're made to feel like we "owe" our fans constant entertainment... and if we don't deliver, then we're a failure. It makes us feel like if we don't constantly perform, everything we worked hard for out of love will be rendered worthless, and we'll be left forgotten.

It's not wrong for a writer to feel a little offended if the only feedback they're getting for their work is just, "Update plz." The grand majority of us aren't getting paid for our work. Our "payment" comes in the form of positive comments letting us know that we're doing a good job and that our readers are engaged with the story. If all we get are demands for more from us and nothing else, it makes us feel as though we're only seen as machines that produce content and not people, just as disposable as any AI bot out there.

Invalidating a person's feelings can be so, so damaging. We're not machines; we're human.

I can understand why some readers make those comments though. So many readers simply don't know what to say. That's why so many people wish that they could give a story multiple kudos on AO3. Words can be difficult. Leaving comments, giving replies... It took me a long time to learn how to use those words effectively and be more talkative in public settings like these.

Maybe the person who wrote that comment about writers is someone who would respond, "Update plz," to stories in the past. Maybe they were feeling defensive upon learning that their past actions were taken as a negative thing. No one likes to feel like the bad guy, after all.

People who leave those sort of comments typically mean it in a positive way. They like the work and want to see more of it. It's a nice sentiment, but sometimes good intentions can cause damage if the execution is flawed. It's not wrong for writers to gently point out a better way to give feedback that doesn't make them feel so pressured to constantly perform for little in return.

Writing is hard. Art is hard. It takes countless hours to improve at it. I've been writing stories since I was 5 and I'm 41 now. My current skill level is due to thousands upon thousands of hours of writing and self-improvement. People who get to read the end product will never see all the work that goes into making my stories. To them, it appears into existence one day like magic. This can make the art seem easy, effortless. This is why way too many artists and writers undersell their work.

That's why I go out of my way to leave positive feedback as often as I can, and thank those who do the same for me in return. It means the world to me and it reminds me why I love sharing my work with the world.

I think the person who was making those comments about writers could benefit from taking a step back and really examining why those sorts of comments are taken negatively. Maybe with a little empathy and understanding, they could better understand why what they wrote was even more offensive than the, "Update plz," comments themselves.

[munsonsskinnyjeans]

Plz make more Jason carver story’s, smut or not. I just need them and you write the best ones😇🙏

GOOD GIRL

JASON CARVER X FEM READER!

WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS SMUT!

REQUEST!

WARNING THE SC (sexual content) IN THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS: teasing, reader is (18), breast play, hickies, daddy kink, clit play, fingering, penetrative sex (fem receiving), blow job (or just basically face f*cking), begging, !dom Jason X sub reader! praise, dirty talk, ass grabbing, spitting (fem on male) mentions of tasting one another's fluids! (cum only), oral sex (male receiving), hair pulling, degrading, use of the word whore and slut, fucking from behind!

Jason felt the basketball roll off the tip of his fingers and into the hoop he jogged to grab the bouncing ball from the court,

he heard the doors of the gym creak open tucking the basketball under his arm turning to face his girl friend y/n she held her gym bag on her shoulders still dressed in her cheer uniform.

"hey baby how was practice" he asked spinning the basketball on his finger giving her a smile

"it was good just busy you know?" She said walking closer to Jason he wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead his hands pulled on her waist drawing her body closer to him

"frisky today are we" she teased at him while their faces were just centimeters apart his hands traced down to underneath her cheer skirt his hands resting on part of her ass.

"We have a game at 7 tonight" he whispered to her

"We can do a quickie?" she asked him looking down at her watch.

"It's already 6:25 and my team mates get here for practice at 6:30" she frowned at his words pouting her lip out.

"I'm sorry baby I'll make it up to you after the game" he smiled at her watching Lucas and Andy step threw the gym doors greeting him.

"Fine daddy I can wait" she stood on her tippy toes slighty to whisper the words in his ear watching him gulp harshly as her feet went back flat on the ground

"be a good girl for me and I'll reward you later" he said slapping her ass lightly before walking to his team mates.

-

By the time the game was over y/n couldn't resist her self from Jason she was so needy for him she practically was rushing for him to say goodbye to his friends so that they could go home and play.

by the time they got to her house she ran up to the bedroom stripping all of her clothes sinking back into her bed.

"you were such a good girl waiting for me Princess and your routine today definitely deserves a reward" he said crawling over her naked body.

"P-please daddy" she whimpered at him.

He liked the idea that she was always needy for his touch.

The way that he could only satisfy her and the best part was he loved the fact he was the only man who had ever seen her like this, bare and "innocent" practically begging to be touched.

"Tell me how much of a good girl you were today."

"I was so good today daddy I promise you!" She exclaimed her hands fiddling with her pink bed sheets beneath her.

He lifted up one of her hands kissing it softly while he closed his eyes shut playing with her fingers,

"can we play I'm tired of waiting" she whined at him her body squirmed underneath his so he moved his hands to her wrists pinning them down against her bed,

he didn't say anything but he started to kiss softly on her breasts taking one of her nipples in his mouth swirling his tongue around of her nipples giving both breasts equal attention.

He started to trace his tongue down in between the valley of her breasts licking a stripe until he stopped at the edge of her stomach he pulled away his tongue looking up at her.

"do you wanna play now y/n?" He asked watching her rapidly nod her head

"you're gonna have to use your words"

"Yes daddy!" She replied back to him feeling the grip from his hands loosen letting them free but he pulled them above her head resting on the pillow

"keep those there" he spoke firm but yet gently at the same time.

She looked into his eyes while his hands roamed around her body she was so impatient from the lack of touch that she was kicking her legs slightly

"calm down I'll get there I'm just gonna take my time with you" his hand was rested onto her stomach his eyes looking up at her.

"do you promise to be good while I take my time?" He asked watching her nibble on her lip

"mhm" she replied back to him while her lips tugged upwards to form a small smile his hand glided under her chin lifting it up

"that's a good girl already" he praised sending a shoot of butterflies throughout her stomach.

His thumb glided to her clit rubbing in slow circles as he heard her croak out for more

"what's the magic word sweetie?" He whispered nibbling at part of her bottom lip

"p-please can I have more daddy?" She pleaded softly feeling his teeth pull away from her lip

He sped up his pace on her clit her arms reached up to grip the bed frame above her because she knew she wasn't aloud to touch him until he gave her permission.

he was drawing circles on her clit at a gruesome place feeling her jump slightly underneath him

he lifted his fingers to her mouth "spit" he commanded to her feeling her saliva drop down onto her fingers he used his other hand to wipe the drool dripping from her chin

"such a good whore for daddy" he cooed sticking two fingers inside of her pussy.

she cried out softly at the feeling of two of his fingers plummeting into her dripping cunt

it was making it  hard for her to get her words out from her lips with the amount of force his fingers were giving inside of her.

she cried out in joy every time his fingers curled inside of her pussy hitting her g spot,

she could feel her nails sink into the bed frame behind her while her hips were bucking in the air.

"C-cum!" She gasped out rapidly her chest was rising up and down quickly while she panting gasping for air every time her mouth would lap agape from a moan

"tell me why daddy should let you cum?" He asked her moving his hands up to her throbbing clit

"I've been a good girl today and I was patient!" She said her nails feeling like they were going to break off and her fingers a pale white from how hard she was gripping her bed frame.

"Beg for me baby I wanna hear you beg as loud as you can"

"Please daddy! I need to cum so fucking bad" she was slamming her head against the pillow while her eyes started to roll into the back of her head knowing she couldn't hold it any longer

"that's my princess cum on my fingers" he told her feeling her walls clench around his fingers

he felt the hot sensation cover them as he pulled them out of her looking down at his finger covered in her juices he brought them up to his mouth his tongue licking every ounce of her on them clean,

"you taste so fucking good" he watched her pant slightly nodding her head.

"Do you want daddy to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours?" He asked slipping of his lower half revealing how hard he was from playing with her she felt him fill her mouth with his cock straddling her.

she could feel his cock hit the back of her throat the tears in her eyes prickling slightly as she took his full length in her mouth

she hummed against him to send a vibration to his core causing him to let out a loud groan pinning down both of her wrists while her nails dug slightly into his knuckles.

"Your taking daddy's cock so well just a few more minutes and you'll get to taste me soon baby" one of his hands remained pinning down her wrists while the other stroked her face softly feeling his seed spill into her mouth

he pulled out of her his cock dripping with his cum but she leaned forward licking it clean

"you liked being daddy's cum slut don't you?" He asked brushing aside some of the hair in her face

"Yes daddy" she replied eagerly for what he had planned next, "flip over on your stomach on yours fours" he commanded at her watching her follow his instructions perfectly.

He lined up with the entrance of her pussy tugging slightly at her hair yanking her back

"tell me how good of a slut you were today for me princess" he said tightening his grip on her hair.

"I've been such a good slut for you daddy"

"Why do you think you deserve to be fucked by me?" He asked hearing her stutter slightly trying to come up with an answer so he tugged her hair back more "hmm?" He spoke "because I'm daddy's good little slut" she spoke to him causing him to let out a low chuckle his hand lightly patting her ass

"you're right you really are a good girl for daddy arent you?" She nodded her head her hands holding onto the head board infront of her so she could keep her balance.

She could feel his cock slam into her tight cunt causing her to gasp out loudly "oh god!" She screeched feeling him grip onto the sides of her pulling her closer while he buried his cock deep inside her harshly but she enjoyed every second of his roughness it actually turned her on.

"You're taking daddy's cock so well princess so fucking well for me" he said to her causing a moan to escape from the back of her throat she loved the praise.

The sound of their wet hips and her loud moans were his top  favorite things to hear it was like pure music to his ears.

"Who fucks you the best?" He asked her fucking into her as hard as he could,

"y-you" she croaked out barely even loud enough for him to hear over the sound of their skin slapping together wildly.

"Louder princess scream who fucks you this good" he hissed at her

"YOU DADDY!" She screeched loudly feeling her orgasm so close that it was getting hard to breathe with every thrust inside of her.

"You're such a good girl I want you to cum all over my cock" he cooed to her feeling the hot white flash of their orgasm hit them both so rapidly that he heard her yelp aloud

her hands trembled gripping onto the bed frame her screams so loud they could possibly be heard next door

the squeaking and rattling of her door frame couldn't be heard anymore as Jason pulled his cock out from her watching her flip over on her back "you were so good princess"

"r-really?" She said meekly feeling his thumb skim over her lips "so fucking good" he replied to her watching her smile her face turning a bright shade of red he kissed her cheek.

"Let's get you cleaned up baby"

[heavcnslyre]

just finished heartstopper s2 here’s my takeaways:

spoilers after the break <3

- i cried so many times JUST because of how sweet it was. like i obviously was crying when nick and charlie talked in the last episode and they were both crying and then when darcy got kicked out but i was also crying EVERY TIME nick and charlie or darcy and tara or tao and elle had a moment dude it was so sweet

- ISAAC. MY BABY ISAAC. I AM SO PROUD OF HIM. he literally is such an angel and deserves the entire world dude i am so proud of his self discovery and the way he stood up for himself when he didn’t like james…beautiful. i do hope james becomes his friend tho. i think that would be sweet.

- ben’s apology to charlie… idk tbh. i feel for him. i do hope he learns to be a better person and isn’t an asshole forever but charlie did so good standing up for himself but i do hope that ben finds himself and doesn’t keep running away from who he is

- i love imogen. i wasn’t sure at first. but i love that girl.

- IMOGEN AND SAHAR?!?! yes plz

- i LOVE that it’s different from the books. i LOVE that it’s like i’m discovering a whole new side of these characters and this story that i already love. like this show is giving us so much storyline alongside the books that we just have so much content and it just brings me so much joy

- i will never get over how perfectly this show was casted. so. damn. perfect. SO PERFECT

- elle and tao💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

- WHEN SEVEN BY TAYLOR SWIFT STARTED PLAYING I WAS CRYING SO HARD THAT WAS SO PERFECT

- WHEN CONAN PLAYED??? TWICE??????

- omg the TEACHERS (i am not sure how to spell their names and i don’t wanna butcher it) casted perfectly executed perfectly so beautiful

- i LOVE that we get a better view into darcy’s life

- i LOVE that we get a better view into EVERYONES life. like this season DELIVERED. we saw everyone’s parents?!?!?! and dude tara’s bedroom is so cute wtf the folklore poster??? a girl after my own heart????

- i just wanna give charlie a hug

- i just wanna give nick a hug

- genuinely so amazed and in awe of this beautiful show.

- alice oseman is a genius. she is so incredible.

- everyone who made this show is so incredible.

- the cast. they are so perfect. i will never ever move on.

- TORI KICKING NICK’S BROTHERS PHONEEEE DUDEEEEEE (my brain isn’t braining what is his name it’s on the tip of my damn tongue)

- tori💞💞💞💞

- i just love how often the characters hug😭 maybe that just stems from me literally loving hugs but i just feel like you don’t see that in a lot of shows and it adds so much more love and comfort to the relationships and i just adore it

- found family trope. it gets me every time.

i may be adding more to this list. if ur reading this plz plz plz tell me ur thoughts i need to hear <3

[azsazz]

Sarah never confirmed that Azriel is getting a book, but she did say in an interview that Azriel’s story (also Mor’s & Elain’s) is one she looks forward to telling (and not just because of his bedroom habits) and by the end of ACOSF we should know who use getting the next book. She said to her best friend Steph (who is a big Azriel fan) that she wants her to read his bonus chapter and text her all her theories. (Steph said after HOFAS she believes his book is next but she’s not the author so I won’t believe anything until Bloomsbury/SJM says anything) She said in another interview (there’s a video of it on Tumblr) that each book will feature a couple getting together. One couple per book and no multiple povs like TOG/CC. I think Bloomsbury & Sarah confirmed two books and one novella. And to be fair, Sarah did write Tower of Dawn, and she has multiple pov of male characters. ACOSF was Nesta’s book with Cassian as the other pov. @yazthebookish and @bookofmirth have many posts on why Azriel could be getting his own book and other things that are interesting!💙

Ahhh okay okay, thank you for sending me this! Honestly, there are so many things I would love to see happen in this series but we are five books in and as much potential as a lot of the characters have, I have no doubt that some will be forgotten, unfortunate as that is. Obviously I'd love to learn about my baby azzy and eris, lu, even tam, elain, etc. there are so many characters that have served or alluded to serving important roles but it's giving me a little cc vibes. tog seemed way more thought out and each character had their roles and yeah, there were a few that we missed out on but i feel content for the most part (NEED TO KNOW ABOUT MY BOY FENRYS PLZ)

I'll be excited with whatever tidbits we get and then i'll just have to keep making up the rest i guess because i'm delulu like that.

[james-vi-stan-blog]

Honestly, I don’t care how they will portray the characters in Mary & George, I‘m just happy we’re finally getting a show that isn’t about the Tudors. The Stuarts are such an interesting dynasty, it’s a shame we don’t have more content about them. And can we please talk about the amazing cast? Tony Curran is so perfect for the role it’s crazy. Nicholas Galitzine sure looks like someone who would have men and women on their knees for him. The man is gorgeous and I love his acting. Julianne Moore looks amazing as Mary Villiers as well. But Tony as James is definitely my favorite casting choice. Can’t wait to see all the other characters, especially Charles.

I‘m dying for more M&G content.

Yes, exactly. I love Tudor period stuff and all but the Stuarts just seem so under-adapted for the amount of drama that could be used for story fuel. I will watch literally any garbage for a 5 second cameo of James so no matter how Mary & George turns out I'm going to have a great time.

Tony Curran seems like totally perfect casting. Also, wtf are people talking about "ugly old man", do they have eyes

I AM DYING FOR AWKWARD BABY CHARLES!!!!! AHHHH

I do have one complaint about George. PLZ, PEOPLE, DON'T KILL ME... but pretty much every period drama will style the lead actor(s) away from a period-accurate look and towards the conventional fashions of the moment. This isn't necessarily a bad choice, because they're trying to convey "this person was considered the most beautiful in the country at this time", and modern audiences will be better able to swallow that if the actor looks like what that would mean today. I got nothing against Nicholas Galitzine, I'm sure he'll do great. But I'm a bit sad that we won't get a George with extremely curly hair and a lovelock. It's also gonna date M&G to 2024, which is a shame.

But these are really small beans. I accept it. I'M READY FOR IT. Give it unto me, Sky!!!

[turntheotherpurf]

coach stopframe plz-

1: Sexuality headcanon = Chaotic Bi

2: Otp = As fascinating as it is to dissect Clay x Danielle from a writing standpoint... I honestly don't know who'd actually fit with the Coach, longterm-wise? ^^; Esp since he's already pretty "laidback" with his other flings... I see him eventually learning to be content just as a swinging bachelor rn.

3: Brotp = Rushed as some of the writing was... I did find it touching how Danielle learned to bond with Orel in the finale, helping to give the kid a good Christmas whilst both come to terms with their views on Clay 🙏 if only we got to see more of that had the series continued...

4: Notp = Not counting Clay x Danielle never being "meant to be" as it ultimately was shown... eh, I can't say I'm all that into Danielle x Bloberta either 'cause... well, the dude was just using her to get closer to her husband, so 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

5: First headcanon that pops into my head = He and Nurse Bendy were half-siblings that got pushed around in various foster homes growing up, eventually becoming separated entirely tothe point of losing contact in their adult years (outside of Coach occasionally looking after Joe... by Miss Secondopinionson's insistence).

6: Favorite line from this character = "Orel, somehow in his own blundering way, your father made you... and that's honorable." 🥺

7: One way in which I relate to this character = Conflicting views on faith/religion (namely as I was growing up).

8: Thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character = The fact that Danielle *never* acknowledged Shapey at all... even after bonding with Orel & rejecting Clay? Unless I assume this was gonna be part of a bigger story arc for him if the series lasted longer, thats just... cold, man :/

9: Cinnamon roll or problematic fave? = Change of heart from the finale aside.... yeaaaah this dude def still fits in the problematic category lol