#i want my boyfriend nowwww

[pourwatter]

drew my childhood boyfriend <;3 dont ask why my childhood crush is from a 2000 pron furry game

[thefunkfactory]

The New Gym Bro

Beau was antsy as he was driving over to the gym, he had just gotten over a bad cold and finally felt good enough to return to the gym. You see the gym Beau goes to has something special about it, it is where he gets to see his gym crush. Upon entered the gym Beau realized something was off, the cute little twunk that worked at the front desk was now a buff jock with a porn stache, looking at himself in his reflection and flexing his arms. “Uhhhh hi do you know where the membership card scanner is?” Beau asked politely, “Huhuhuh oh broooooo” the hunky receptionist moronically spoke “ We don’t do uhhh memberships anymore broooo! New uhhhhh management brooo, everyone is welcome nowwww” The receptionist flexed his arms again. “Oh ummm okay thank you!” Beau cheerfully said, walking past the front desk towards the locker room, that’s when he smelled it. Wafting through the air was the smell of sweat and B.O., very normal for a gym but today it was something else, something strong, something potent and offensive to a normal nose. Beau being grossed out just simply groaned to himself and thought to himself, “I guess letting anyone in brought in more unhygienic teens”. Upon entering the locker room it was quite empty but he saw two guys round a row of lockers and start coming towards him, both pretty hunky, with porn staches and mullets. One had his arm draped over the other’s shoulders as they approached and the other looked dazed, almost like he had been drugged, as the two guys passed Beau smelled the most rancid smell ever pouring out of the guys and polluting the air. Beau covered his nose with the collar of his shirt and the not dazed looking guy said as they passed “What? Huhuh cant handle the smell of real men brochacho? That’ll change soon enough huhuhuh!”. Paying little mind to the weird comment, Beau went to a locker and got changed and went back out to the gym.

After working out for a little over an hour and a half, he was getting fed up by the manly stench filling the entire building, getting off of the treadmill, Beau grabbed his stuff and began walking back towards the locker room. That’s when it happened, Beau heard from behind “Yo bro! Wait up” and then felt a sweaty hand slam down on his shoulder, “What is it?!” Beau said a little annoyed that he just got slapped on the shoulder with a sweat drenched palm. Turning around, Beau’s brain went haywire, standing in front of him was his gym crush, and he was talking to him! “Huhuhuh brooo I uhhhhhhh couldn’t help but see you were leavin’!” His crush said. It took Beau a second to realize whi this guy was, it was his gym crush! But he looked so different, he was beefier and he resembled the receptionist and the two guys in the locker room more than he resembled himself from two weeks ago. “Oh yea I was about to head home” Beau responded, “Do you think I can like uhhhh huhuhuh interest you in doing a set with me homie?”, wanting to take his crush up on the offer but knowing he too drained to do it without embarrassing himself Beau politely declined. “Awww man” Beau’s crush said dejectedly, “I really wanted to do something with you! Uhhhh do you think I could maybe take you out to dinner then?”. Shocked that his crush wanted to wine and dine him Beau couldn’t muster a response for a second, but then he just nodded and shyly said “I’d like that, I would like that a lot”, his crush grinned and joyfully and boisterously responded “ALRIGHT! THATS AWESOME I'M SO HYPED BROOO! Oh my name is Maverick by the way let me give you my number homie”. Upon getting his number Beau made his way to the locker room absolutely giddy and unable to stop thinking about his (hopefully) soon to be boyfriend. Beau got changed and was about to close the locker when he heard from an approaching familiar voice, “Oh one last thing before I can take you out on the town!”. Beau turned around and was face to face with Maverick, maybe it was because the space they were in before was bigger or because the gym already had a cacophony of foul stench hanging in the air but Beau suddenly just noticed how rank Maverick smelled, especially since Maverick just raised his arm above his head. Maverick released a puff of stench from his unwashed armpit right into Beau’s face, coughing, Beau covered his nose and mouth, “Nuh uh uh brooo” Maverick proclaimed, “Let the stink help you let it helped me”. Not understanding what Maverick was talking about Beau just wanted to leave and no longer take Maverick up on the date offer, but suddenly he watched Maverick’s hand slink to the back of his head and Beau then felt as Maverick violently and suddenly pulled him into Maverick’s reeking pit. Catching a big whiff on accident Beau felt as taking a hit straight from the source made him feel fuzzy everywhere. As he slowly lost control of his body Beau heard Maverick utter, “Not much to change with you broooo huhuh, makes my job easier, normally having to transform the nerds and weaklings takes so long!”

Trying to push back and resist, Beau was doing well and probably would’ve eventually escaped his funky prison if it wasn't for the fact that Maverick’s man-stink was essentially brainwashing Beau’s brain into liking the stink and craving more of it. Beau, against his own will, stopped struggling for his freedom and submitted himself completely to Maverick’s B.O. That's when it started, unlike other people Maverick had transformed, Beau was already quite the perfect specimen of masculinity, the only issue was that he didn’t follow the gym’s new dress code or follow the gym’s strict rules on fragrances. Maverick was going to help Beau fall in line. Beau felt his feet grow a bit, becoming cramped in his sneakers and then worse than that they got itchy, really itchy, at first it seemed like a random thing but then the itch kept growing and growing, refusing to stop. As his feet grew bigger and increasingly itchy, Beau felt his armpits do the same. Reaching into his left pit with his left hand, Beau forced his hand into his newly minted jungle of foul-smelling hair, just like a dumb ape. He felt his crotch get really itchy as well, with his left hand still in his own fetid armpit, Beau sent his right hand down to quell the itch in his pants. By the time he started scratching his crotch, he felt a forest of pubes coming in, a thick, curly, forest that reeked of sweat and cum. No matter how much he scratched Beau couldn’t stop the itchy feeling even a little bit, moving his beefy right hand down from his bush and onto his shaft, he began to slowly play with his fuckstick. Maverick watched jovially as he saw Beau reach the point of no return, once a man starts jerking it he is too far gone in the transformation to be saved…or so Maverick thought.

Suddenly as he was touching himself, Beau pushed away from Maverick, freeing himself from the pit reeking of decay. “Huhuhuh woah no one has resisted me this far into their transformation bro! You are something else!” Maverick cockily said. Beau, still affected by the pit funk clouding his brain, was unable to respond. “Well, it looks like I’ve been bested bro! You win!” Maverick said in the same cocky tone. Beau, now regaining more control as the fog wore off, retorted with “You…are…such a…freak!”, “That might be true,” said Maverick, “But do me a favor…smell your fingers”, Beau, trying to resist the influence that Maverick and his stink still had over him hid his fingers away in a clenched fist but, as he lost the battle of will, Beau unclenched his left hand, brought it underneath his nose, and took a big whiff. Feeling the malodorous scent of his own armpit rushing through his head, Beau returned his free will and walked back to Maverick, “Huhuhuh you are so weak bro! Welcome back to manhood tho!” Maverick announced as he watched Beau’s head slump down. Leading him to a full length mirror, Maverick made Beau look at himself and said to him “Look at you, tried to fight your destiny and now you are even weaker than before, how stupid. I hope you know that for your insolence, i'm gonna make you the stinkiest, dumbest, most incompetent gym bro I have ever made. You are gonna smell so nauseating and vile that you are gonna run off all of your friends and lovers, and you are gonna be so idiotic that you are gonna need someone to watch over you and keep you safe and happy. But don't worry, I love your stink and I don't mind watching over you, especially once I strip you down.” Maverick watched as Beau’s shorts grew a mountain in them as he heard what he was about to finally become. “Good boy,” Maverick said as he groped Beau’s meat stick.

Grabbing the back of his head for a second time, Maverick took Beau’s head and stuck it right back into his stinking pit. Beau’s transformation, beginning where it left off, started to force a mustache out of his top lip. A torrent of thick, dark hair pushed out of his upper lip creating a porn stache perfect for a 70’s porn star. Being so close to the Maverick’s musty pit, Beau’s new stache became tainted, stinking to high heaven with Maverick’s pit funk, constantly dumbing Beau down as he will now always be forced to huff the funky stench. Beau returned his hand back to his long fuckstick as he began to play with it again, just in time for his brain to melt into the cum churning in his big smelly balls. As Beau huffed more and more of Maverick’s armpit, his mind began to fade, more and more of his memories dissipated and dissolved, not even being replaced, just leaving an empty space in his mind as to keep him as dumb and empty as possible and the same thing began to happen to his intellect, leaving Beau with the intelligence of a 9th grader but leaving all the knowledge Beau has on how to pleasure a man fully intact.

Beau, completely transformed, began to feel his balls grow too full to comfortably hang normally, he knew he was about to abdicate his seed. Gaining more and more pressure, Beau couldn’t keep it from happening, all at once he shot out the biggest load he ever had right into his shorts. As a huge wet spot appeared, Maverick finally released Beau from his funky armpit, not like the locker room smelled much better at that point. Maverick kissed Beau and said “I'm so glad to find the perfect new gym partner and a perfect new boyfriend all in one tight package, especially one that smells as putrid as you!”, flexing his arms, Beau sniffed both is pits and guffawed like the big oaf he just became.

[b3rrymilks]

𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 !

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 : a cute lil sleepover with your boyfriend miles :)

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 : <3 this was also requested by anon, so enjoy luv ! (sorry for all the angst on my page rn..💔💔) this is very short due to my mind not being able to cook anything longer up. my minds been a bit all over the place😭😭 sorryyy💔 ART CRED : thokzu on tt

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 : miles morales (1610) x reader

ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ

🕷️ while being conjoined at the hands, you both danced around in the pouring rain. your laughter filled the small space you danced in. miles was a nice change of pace in your life, ever since you’d gotten with him, things have changed for the better.

“you’re so beautiful” miles wasn’t usually the type to get all sappy without nearly having a nervous breakdown. “what did you do?” you replied, squinting and pointing an accusing finger at him. “nothing nothing, i just wanted you to know” miles laughed, watching you happily. this moment was cut short by his mother yelling. “MILES GONZALO MORALES GET INTO THIS HOUSE OR SO HELP ME!” her screams were louder than the rain. somehow.

when you two both walked into the house, rio had placed multiple towels on the floor so the rain wouldn’t get spread all over the floor. “you two—“ her lecture paused as she stared at the both of you. standing there soaked holding eachothers hands. “—get changed before you get sick.” she said, throwing even more towels at you two. “nowwww!” she added, watching you both still standing there, giggling.

what you two didn’t know, was that she watched the entire time as you two danced out in the rain. she found it heartwarming as her and jeff did the dame thing when they were kids.

miles wrapped a towel around you and rubbed it all around, creating friction to warm you up. “well, there’s no taking you home in this rain, my mom would kill me if either of us got sick.” miles spoke, looking around his room for a change of clothes for you. “uhh, here” he handed you one of his large white shirts, and fluffy pajama pants that his mom had bought a dupe of.

miles loved to draw, it was one of his favorite hobbies. he would often sketch you during class, as you would be nearly falling asleep at the boring lesson. no matter where he was or what he was doing he would always find himself drawing you. he had multiple sketchbooks already full, and every 2 pages there was a sketch of you.

there was something about the rain that was calming, making you tired. the rain definitely wasn’t going to let up soon, so you joined miles in his room as he completed his physics homework. he rubbed his temples in confusion. he had missed a few days of class, meaning he was behind in work. “you know it’s a trick question right miles?” you told him, giggling at his frustration. “no it’s not? it’s—“ he paused mid sentence, rereading the question. “no way…” he whispered, looking back at you. your giggling finally got to him, making him grab a pillow from his bed and toss it at you.

“hey HEY! it’s not my fault you missed class” holding the pillow up in defense. “you think it’s so funny hm??” he asked, picking up another larger pillow and threw it at you. loud laughter eventually filled miles’ room as you both began throwing pillows at each other.

his parents sat in the living room, listening to the laughter. “hope he’s done his physics homework.” his father spoke through an exhale, finishing his water. in honestly, they were all glad miles was happy and had someone to hang around with. (tehee.. get it? hang aroun? alr my bad don’t block me pls💔)

“okay okay fine! i’m sorry” you apologized to miles who was still hitting you with the large soft pillow. “i forgive you.. for now” miles spoke before falling onto his bed, pulling you close. his body heat quickly spread between the both of you.

soon the laughter died down, and the rain continued to patter against the window in his room. with slow blinks and miles caressing your face, you slowly fell asleep.

“i love you.” miles whispered pressing a gentle kiss onto your forehead, watching your chest rise and fall. “you are a lover boy huh? crazyyyy” his father peeked into his cracked open door. “dad! get—“ lowering his voice, “—get out.” embarrassment quickly setting in. as his father left, he closed the door. “he takes after his father.” he mumbled with a laugh.

[moonrisecoeur]

okay, i get pegging re2 leon......

but pegging older leon? vendetta leon or death island leon? ughhh

i feel like vendetta leon would be more apprehensive about it at first but would later get into it.

but death island leon...... he embraces it. doesn't hesitate whatsoever. he's cocky about it, too, so you make him take bigger straps. loves deepthroating them for you to get them nice and wet <33

MEL !!

when i catch you ricky when i catch you…

old man leon taking my cock like a good fucktoy is always on the brain. give him to me nowwww. (he’s not even old but he’s u know. older)

i am also obsessed with making leon suck on the strap maybe i should write something for that…like genuinely that might lowkey be my favorite thing to to think about with leon genuinely dawg my bestie nic can attest i am crazy about re6 leon especially sucking the strap get him over here that’s my man

just okay. set the scene. he’s on his knees at the edge of the bed. ur sitting on the bed. he’s got a pillow underneath his legs bc his poor knees will hurt if he doesn’t have something soft under them !! old man.

he kisses the tip just to be cheeky, make you giggle, and then he drags his tongue from the base, inhaling the scent of your skin, up back to the tip, before wrapping his lips around it.

idk if id rather watch him give the strap a blowjob knowing it’s not doing anything to get me off but it’s the almost humiliating aspect of him putting in so much work just to amuse me that’s the best part… or if i want to force it down his throat and make him deepthroat it.

maybe he struggled initially at the beginning of the relationship to deepthroat, repress the gag reflex, but the easier it gets, the more it amuses u cuz like. i'm sure he didn’t plan on getting his throat fucked regularly when he said he’d be ur boyfriend or whatever but here he is. mid thirties with his younger girlfriend who just loves to shove her fingers or dildos or her strap down his throat. whatever his baby wants he supposes.

i mean he’s a guy who’ll give u whatever u want. if watching him suck on a piece of silicone before you fuck him stupid gets you off, then so be it.

[shinestarhwaa]

APHRODITE || PARK SEONGHWA

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Bf! Seonghwa x fem reader

Word count: 2K

Tags/warnings: use of aphrodisiacs* (in the form of chocolate tablets), rough sex, unprotected sex (wrap it up!!), oral sex, fingering, vulgar language, needy sub!Hwa, mommy kink (mommy!reader), a LOT of cum, praise, degrading, spanking, dacryphilia, use of toys, mild choking, orgasm denial, squirting

*aphrodisiacs are foods/supplements(?) that boost your arousal, make you hornier and stuff like that, you can look it up online for more info because this might be false, be careful using them!

@anyamaris @a-soft-hornytiny @whatudowhennooneseesyou @star1117-archives @wooyoungmybelovedhusband @pyeonghongrie-main @woosanbby @dreamlesswonder86 @lemonhongjoong

ENJOY!

"Y/N~ Come in here, nowwww? Pleaaase?" You heard Seonghwa's voice coming from the kitchen.

You rushed to the kitchen, wondering what was going on. You found Seonghwa on the counter with the special tablets you bought. He wasn't supposed to find them just yet.

"Seonghwa..." you gasped. "I-I wasn't sure what it was, I thought it was just chocolate, I-"

"How many did you take, Hwa?" You said, wide eyed at the sight of Seonghwa's squirming body and hard cock straining against the material of his jeans.

"Two...?" He said carefully. "Hwa, you're supposed to each take a half, oh God, how are you-"

"Please, please I need you, I need you!" Seonghwa said, jumping off the counter. He held your hands and pulled you closer. "Seonghwa, I-"

"No, no you're gonna let me, okay? Cause I have to get this out, I am gonna go crazy here."

"Let me at least take a half to spice myself up, you don't wanna stick your cock in me, dry," you sighed. Seonghwa whined at the uncomfortable feeling as he watched you take half a tablet.

"I'm gonna finish the laundry, I'll be back in 10 minutes, go to the bedroom babe," you assured him. Seonghwa nodded and ran off immediately.

After finishing your laundry you went into the bedroom, finding Seonghwa naked, his red angry cock standing against his stomach as he tried to rut on a bodypillow he bought a while ago.

"Oh?" You smirked, walking in. You could feel the aphrodisiac starting to kick in. You took off your clothes as you walked closer to your boyfriend.

"S-sorry, couldn't wait, it hurts," Seonghwa whined out. "Okay baby, okay, it's okay I'm gonna help you out." You said, stroking his cheek softly. You took the pillow away and laid him on his back.

"I'm gonna suck your cock now baby, okay? Gonna make my little prince feel good."

Seonghwa nodded eagerly and held onto the sheets as you lowered your face to his crotch. Before you even could take him in your mouth his hips already bucked up, thrusting his cock in your mouth.

You held his hips tightly, pushing him down and making him whine. You lightly sucked on the tip of his length. Seonghwa's breathing was heavy and he couldn't stay still just by how insanely horny he was.

"M-mommy, fuck!" He moaned out loud. "Mommy, mommy!"

You massaged his balls as you felt his cock pulsate in your mouth, painting your throat white with cum. Normally you would give him permission for cumming but you knew that if he took 2 whole tablets he could never contain himself.

As you swallowed his cum you got off his cock, licking your lips. "I'm s-sorry mommy I cou-" You couldn't help but chuckle. "It's okay sweetheart, mommy is going to take care of you," you smiled, "but you're gonna make mommy cum too, right?"

Seonghwa nodded eagerly and laid properly on his back. You smirked as you sat above him, aligning your pussy with his lips. "Are you ready, prince?"

"Y-yes, please give me your pussy, n-need your pretty pussy!" Your boyfriend begged. You smirked and sat down on his face, as Seonghwa told you to never hover. He wants you on him, he wants to be crushed, as he said.

You felt Seonghwa's tongue lick your wet slit, his hands grabbing onto your hips. You moaned out Seonghwa's name when his tongue landed on your clit. "That's it baby, lick mommy's clit... that's a good boy."

You rocked your hips forward, riding his tongue. His nose brushed against your clit, making you shiver, goosebumps rising on your skin. ''That's a good boy, yeah, fuck that tongue in mommy's cunt!'' you cried out. You pushed your cunt down, as much as you could, forcing him to be absorbed between your thighs.

Beads of sweat started to roll down your forehead, the heat of the room and the arousal inside you made an insane combination of pleasure. Your brain was hazy and your vision nearly went blurry as you felt your climax build up. Seonghwa's tongue left you breathless as you came undone on it, shaking and shuddering as he helped you through your orgasm.

A rosy flush rested on Seonghwa's cheeks when he looked you in the eyes as you got off his face. The mixture of spit and cum on his lips nearly made you cum again, nearly made you drool out of lust. You stood up, gesturing him to do the same. Seonghwa got up and looked at you with lustful eyes.

He felt like he was going to overflow with arousal, he was going to burst. He had to have you. Now. He lifted you up and pressed you against the wall, sticking his hard cock inside you.

''H-Hwa!'' you protested, but it was too late. He had you in his embrace and he rutted into you at a rapid pace, completely making you melt in his arms. ''H-Hwa, stop, bad bo-boy! N-N ah!'' But Seonghwa didn't stop. He kept on fucking into you, moaning out your name.

Your moans were whiny and loud, g-spot being stimulated like crazy. You pleaded, what for, you did not know. But you pleaded, for him. Seonghwa didn't seem to hear anything, continuously fucking himself into you.

He thrusted and thrusted, harder each time. Seonghwa sucked in breath through his teeth as he poured himself into you, filling your pussy up. He let out a loud moan as he did, immediately feeling the guilt as he saw your face.

''P-Put me down, Hwa,'' you said shakily. Seonghwa put you back down and looked down. ''I-I'm sorry, I couldn't hold ba-'' ''Nonsense. Bend over.'' you ordered him. Seonghwa nodded and bend over the window frame, taking in the view of the beautiful city.

You stood behind him, taking a deep breath, trying to recover from what just happened. ''Bad boy... You know better.'' A hard slap landed on his right asscheek, making him whine loudly. ''Oh you don't get to whine. You'll fucking take what mommy gives to you... Am I understood, prince?''

''Y-Yes, mommy, I'm sorry, spank me,'' he whined out. You rolled your eyes as you forced to contain your smirk. You spanked him until his legs and arms started to shake. When he stood up and turned around you saw the tears on his cheeks.

You licked your lips as you pushed him on the bed. Looking through the drawers of your nightstand, you found the pretty pink bullet vibrator he liked. You pulled it out of the drawer and moved closer to Seonghwa, who immediately spread his legs. Your boyfriend knew better than to test your patience now.

You poured a little lube on the vibrator before sliding it in his puckering, awaiting hole, turning it on on the lowest setting. He moaned softly at the feeling of the light buzzing. ''O-Oh god,'' he whined.

You hovered above him and guided his cock into your wet core. He moaned out as you started to bounce on his cock, until he was startled by the hand on his throat. ''M-Mommy, please!'' he begged you. ''What is it baby? Are you scared? Mommy's just gonna learn you a little lesson, hm? Taking two tablets... Grabbing mommy and fucking her without permission...,'' you scoffed, ''It's like you don't know how to behave anymore.''

''N-No I do! I know h-how to be a good boy,'' he moaned out as he watched his cock disappear into your body. You rolled your hips into his as you moaned out, lightly pressing your hand down on Seonghwa's throat. ''O-Oh, mommy,'' he whined, tears spilling from his eyes. ''Good, let mommy see those pretty tears now.''

Seonghwa's muscles were tightening, showing you he was so close to his release, again. ''Gonna cum again? That's a bit unfair, isn't it, sweetie? Isn't mommy supposed to be cumming?''

''Y-Yes, mommy, please cum, y-you look so pretty when you cum! C-Cum, cum, please, cum, cum,'' he cried out. His pleads, his tears and you riding his cock had you arching your back, eyes rolling back, shockwaves ripping through your body as you came.

Before Seonghwa could release inside of you, you stopped and lifted yourself off him. ''M-Mommy...'' he whined softly. You moved to the foot of the bed, laying on your back and spreading your legs for him. His eyes lit up as he moved closer to you.

Seonghwa burried his cock inside your abused cunt again, moaning at the feeling. ''You are not gonna cum until I tell you to. You already came, okay?'' you ordered him. Seonghwa nodded as he thrusted into you roughly. ''Good boy, goo-od boy, fuck my pussy, harder, harder,'' you panted out.

His hips snapped into yours, the sound of his balls and skin slapping together filled the room. Soon enough his hips started to stutter and you glared at him. ''Don't you fucking dare, Hwa, you're not gonna cum, keep on fucking mommy's pussy, earn it, earn this fucking pussy,'' you panted out.

''M-Mommy so good!'' ''Y-Yes baby, mommy's pussy is so good for you, fuck it, fuck it like the fucking prince you are, you're doing so well for me, baby!''

Seonghwa whined loudly, tears still flowing over his cheeks as he rutted into you at a brutal pace. You couldn't help but scream his name loudly as you felt your next orgasm creep up on you. The coiling tension became more present and you dug your nails into Seonghwa's shoulders.

''C-Cumming baby, m-mommy's cumming!'' you moaned out. ''Y-Yes, mommy! M-Mommy please cum for me, m-mommy, mommy, mommy!''

You came undone on his cock, your orgasm hitting you hard. Seonghwa rode out your orgasm and pulled out of you. You threw your head back, hanging over the edge of the bed as you panted for a little while.

When you regained your breath you got up again and made sure to turn Seonghwa's vibrator up to the highest setting. He whined loudy, body shuddering as he came untouched over the sheets.

''You're such a naughty boy...'' you sighed. Seonghwa immediately came closer to you, nuzzling his face between your breasts. ''I am so sorry, I cannot hold back, it's too much!'' he cried. He stayed hard no matter what, so you guessed the aphrodisiacs worked very well on him.

''Never eat two whole ones again okay?'' ''Yes, yes, never!'' ''Because mommy will get tired eventually and you cannot touch yourself. You're gonna deal with it if you stay hard when mommy's done.'' Seonghwa nodded and lapped at your nipples, making you whine softly. ''One more time then, Hwa, okay?''

His eyes were shining, head nodding so eagerly you almost laughed. You sat in his lap, chests pressed together as you rode his leaking cock. The arousal from before was still coating his lips and his skin was sweaty.

Seonghwa's hips snapped up, fucking into your pussy. You screamed out his name, holding onto his shoulders tightly. Your tits bounced up and down as you bounced on his long member. Your body was quavering, the pleasure becoming too much, for the both of you.

''Okay baby, cum for mommy now, you can cum for mommy,'' you breathed out. You sucked in a sharp breath when you saw Seonghwa's body shake. ''Y-Yes, mommy, gonna cum! Gonna pump you full of my fucking cum, g-gonna-'' He soon filled you again, his cum drizzling out of your pussy.

You couldn't hold it anymore either, orgasming on Seonghwa's cock and squirting around him, coating his abdomen in your messy arousal. Your pussy walls clenched around his dick as you rode out your orgasms, whining out shards of each others names.

Feeling his cock slightly soften this time, you lifted yourself from his cock and took out his vibrator. The two of you layed in each others embrace for the rest of the night, messy and completely spent from the most intense sex you ever had.

Maybe eating two tablets wasn't that bad...

[disneyprincemuke]

leche flan invisible string mick my love NOWWWW 5k words minimum and ill get back to slaving st the drawing pad 😈

5k words minimum when the original fic literally took me 2 days and 6k words is craZYY SOAP

(read the original piece here)

"oh, your cat is adorable," you coo, dropping to your knees with a grin. you extend your hand to the grey cat, the cat sniffing you curiously as its slowly approaches you. "a boy?"

"girl," mick lets you know with a grin. "her name's cement." he pops his head out of the kitchen. "get it? cause she's grey?"

"that's so funny! like my cat!" you shriek, starting to pat the cat on its head. "actually... cement looks a lot like concrete." you lift your head. "doesn't she?"

mick hums, trying to pull up an image of your cat from the back of his mind. truthfully, he's only ever seen concrete twice during your time together.

the first was when he'd found her roaming around the day she slipped out of your apartment and then another time when he spent the night over at yours after you started dating.

"huh," he laughs, "i guess you're actually kind of right. even their fur colour's kind of similar."

"you know, when concrete was a kitten, she used to have this white patch of fur in the shape of a heart right above her tail. it barely resembles a heart now," you explain as you get to your feet. you saunter towards the kitchen where mick stands.

"a heart-shaped patch as kitten?" mick snorts with a laugh. "that's cute– oh my god! that's the cat my sister wanted to adopt but the lady said she'd given the cat to the wrong person!"

"oh, my god!" you laugh, throwing your head back with a laugh. "that was you? the guy who reserved the cat with the heart patch!"

"i can't believe i never noticed that!" mick laughs. "you got it from that one lady in the suburbs with the big house? mama cat was a friendly white cat?"

"exactly her," you grin. "wow, guess you're really like... meant to be my boyfriend or something."

"i guess you're stuck with me then," mick beams, leaning down with puckered lips. "because the universe said so."

"we have to get our cats in for a playdate soon." you glance over your shoulder at cement now padding towards the area her water bowl was placed. "they're siblings, how sweet."

gen taglist: @33-81 @darleneslane @localwhoore @nikfigueiredo @happy-nico @namgification @hrts4scarr

[gamer-nun]

Whoaaaa🤯🤯🤯

It is currently 12:00AM at my grandma’s house in the middle of nowhere and I don’t want to go to sleep because I will have night terrors of the banana man

And also the guy that keeps trying to strangle me in my dreams because he thinks I’m weird and unfunny

The voices are talking today but I don’t feel like listening to a podcast so I’m just ignoring them’s chatterin’

Ughhhh just thinking about soupp right nowwww

I wanna eat some of it

Also want a cowboy boyfriend that’s submissive

SOUIPPP COWBOYYYYYEEE

[seoseoya]

guess whoooooooo

ur first request that’s who! bonus points if u figure out who i am…….

anywayyyysssssss can i pls request felixxy/n smutttttttttttt. i rly don’t know what to request but i need you to write to stop ur writers block, it’s becoming a problem. anyways, byeeeeeee~

OMG THX SM FOR REQUEST!!!!!!!!!!!

im guessing it is none other than my bestie!

MDNI

smut under the cut

word count: 962

tw: teasing, fingering, oral (both receiving), ass slapping, squirting, use of slut, degrading, dirty talk, cum play (?), unprotected sex(reader is on the pill tho), i think that’s it lmk if i missed anything

inspired by an unwritten anon request on @therhythmafterthesummer’s blog

it was just another normal day at the skz dorms. you and your beautiful boyfriend felix had just eaten lunch and were now locked in a heated mario kart battle in which the loser had to do something for the winner.

you, with your natural talent were in the lead all of the game, however felix was using tilt controls on a dare from changbin, and kept accidentally knocking your breasts causing you to feel the heat rush to your core.

a door slammed open. “HEYYYY GUYSSS WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR DINNNERRRR????” screamed hyunjin even though he was right there. the shock caused you to fall behind at the last second and felix won. “hmmmmm, y/n i think soup wbu?” felix asked.

“yea, soup sounds good. ugh, now what do you want me to do for you?” you asked silently praying it wouldn’t be too bad, oh were you right in all the wrong ways. “hmm, give up horror movies for a month!” said felix, happy that he would be free of scary movies for a while. “what?! felix when i’m not busy with you or friends or anything i live off of horror movies!” you exclaim. it’s true, if you weren’t busy with work, or weren’t spending time with friends, family, or felix, horror movies were your go-to activity. you decided in hopes of at least softening it to seduce him, hopefully also satisfying the throbbing in your core. you put your hand on his chest and your head in his lap. “please lixie~ at least make it just two weeks?” you say. “fine y/n, are you hoping you could seduce me” he asks. you look up at him. “please felix, i need you…” was all you could say, he stoked your hair. “i’m sorry baby but i’m just not in the mood rn, maybe later?” he says. you grumble and cuddle him.

4 hours later you and the members are sitting around the table eating hyunjin’s soup when about 5 minutes in you feel a hand snaking up your thigh. stopping just before your clit and tracing patterns to tease you. you see a smirk form on his face as you deteriorate in front of all of them. “so y/n, how was your day?” asks jisung. you muster the strength to respond. “mnh, good…” is all you manage. “hey! why don’t we get ice cream?” suggests minho, you’re grateful that felix’s teasing will then stop. “YESSSS LET’S GO RIGHT NOWWWW!!!!” says changbin. you look at felix triumphantly. “wait…… can me and y/n stay back? we’re on the middle of a mario kart tournament.” says felix. “sure! why not, we’ll bring the ice cream here!” says chan. as they go to get their hats and masks you shoot felix a death glare. you finished the tournament hours ago and he’s just making an excuse for you to stay.

as soon as the door is closed felix is pinning you to a wall and kissing you desperately. “f-felix… ngh…” you manage as he begins to kiss down your neck. “mmh, kitten, get on the table for me…” he says, you obey, turned on by your boyfriend’s actions. once you are flat on the wood surface, he strips your clothes and begins to lick a long strip your pussy beginning at your clit. you moan from the pleasure. “ngh, mmh felix, p-please… need you” you moan out. he continues to lick your clit before he inserts two fingers. already this wet for me, huh?” he teases. “daddy p-please, ‘m close” you manage close to cumming. “beg for it, slut.” felix barks. you don’t want to but you’re so close you don’t care. “f-felix pl-please lemme c-cum daddy please!” you cry out. “good girl” you feel the knot in your stomach release as you finish on his fingers and tongue. “hands and knees now kitten.” he orders. you can tell you haven’t finished yet. you do as you’re told and feel felix’s tip enter you. it’s so big it feels like the whole thing. “f-fuck! felix! y-you can move…” you whimper. you feel his hips start to thrust and increase speed until he’s fucking his dick into you at an inhuman pace. before you know it you’re a whimpering, moaning mess underneath him and are clenching and cumming around his dick. “i’m gonna cum too, but i want to cum in your mouth.” he pulls out leaving you clenching around nothing. he slaps your ass before going around to your mouth and entering. “o-oh fuck!” he face-fucks you so hard his tip is visible in your throat and you know you throat will be sore. he lets out a lascivious moan as he cums in your mouth and you swallow it all. “i want you to count kitten.” he says as he walks around you. “w-what.. d-do you m— ahh!” you cry out as felix spanks your ass. “count for me baby” he says. “o-one… t-two… th-three-ee…” he finally stops at sixteen. “such a pretty ass just for me.” he says, your backside now fully red. just as you think you’re done, you feel felix thrust into you. “FUCK DADDY FUCK!” you scream. “say. my. name.” he says enunciating each word with a smack to your ass. “FELIX, FUCK FELIX.” you cry out forgetting everything but his name. the sound of skin slapping fills the room and you feel the knot in your stomach tightening and on a particularly hard thrust you squirt. felix chuckles darkly as he realizes what happened. “that was hot baby… want to go another round?” he says. “but felix, what about the b-” you can’t finish your sentence because a door opens and you hear han call: “WE’RE HOOOOMMM- y/n, felix?! what’s this?!”

[godsfavoriteproblem]

i want my boyfriend in my bed nowwww world so cruel so so cruel

[daydreambts]

Seokjin laughed at seiyas way of helping with the breakfast. ‘Can I try that little bit?’ And ‘ohh that looks nice’ he kissed the young boys head smiling when he heard you come back into the room and he felt your small arms around him. “Nope we’re just fine .. aren’t we seiya?” He says looking at the young boy, seiya nodding and smiling as he took another piece of food. This was nice though spending time with seiya but also with yoongi. He couldn’t remember the last time he spent time with friends. He was always way too busy. “Maybe you and miss could set the table ?” He says as he twists round and cups your face kissing you tenderly. God he loved you. Everything about you he loved. “Maybe make you and misa some tea?” He said smiling softly as he pulled back and looked at you. He heard yoongi and seiya making noises behind me and He chuckled turning back round to them. - Seokjin rose anon 🌹

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My eyes fluttered close as I enjoyed Seokjin's kisses, giggling when both Seiya and Yoongi reacted. Misa teased her boyfriend, "What, does my catboy want attention too?" I traced the lapels of Seokjin's pajamas, grinning up at him. "Mmm, don't worry, we made ourselves coffee. I'll make yours when the food is ready, alright?" Misa and I set the table, then I took Seiya's empty glass, telling him he could have another chocolate milk after breakfast. "But Seiya's stomach is empty nowwww, Seiya's been waiting for soooo long," he sighed dramatically. "You're the one who asked for kimbap, of course it would take long," I chuckled, rubbing his supposedly empty tummy. When Seokjin and Yoongi started plating the food, I brewed two cups of coffee--black, Koreans really liked their black coffee, though Misa and I didn't understand. I carried Seiya to the table so he could sit between Seokjin and I.

[minhobabyy]

I want an older brother

[matt-erialgirl]

I know your super busy rn so take time for yourself but when you have time could you possibly do prompts 38 and 36 with Matt Murdock x reader? Take care of yourself and thank you!

This ask is like a month old and I apologise but it's ready nowwww - thank you for being so patient with me dlfkhjdksvl

#38 trailing kisses from your lover's lips to their neck + #36 stopping a kiss when it gets too heated

You couldn’t believe he convinced you to come here for the holidays.

Here, of all places.

Your parents’ home.

“Happy, Murdock?” You asked with a grunt, dropping your bag to the floor with a thud before shutting the door to your childhood bedroom behind you.

He was excited; a toothy smile almost split his face in half. He had told you time and time again that he wanted to meet your parents and what better time to do it than Christmas time? Your mother had already befriended him over the phone, so they had clicked immediately upon yours and Matt’s arrival at your family home. You could tell that your dad was skeptical, but he seemed to take a liking to your charming lawyer boyfriend.

Who wouldn’t?

You couldn’t stop yourself from admiring the way he looked at home among all your things, his tousled auburn hair and red-lensed glasses catching the sunlight streaming in from between the sheer curtains on your window. The pastel blue wall paper contrasting so well against his dark jacket. Your heart swelled in your chest every time you realised that he was yours to love, hold and kiss.

“They were so happy to see you,” Matt cooed, dropping his bag too and pulling you to him by the waist, “I could hear it in their hearts. They’d missed you.”

“You know I missed them too, but,” you told him sincerely, your fingers playing with the buttons on his shirt as you averted your eyes from his, “I get worried. What if you don’t get along with my dad? What if something comes up in conversation that upsets you or them. I feel like I’m under a lot of pressure. And you being so calm and casual about it is freaking me out.”

“Don’t worry,” Matt whispered encouragingly, his hands coming up to rest on your cheeks.

“Everything,” he continued, placing a soft kiss against your parted lips, “will be,” another kiss, “just fine,” a third kiss.

“But-“ you mumbled against his lips before he shushed you gently, his lips moulding with yours as he pushed his hands into your hair, eliciting a quiet groan from you at the feeling of his fingers against your scalp.

Your eyes drifted shut, your focus entirely on Matt and his touch. You let your body melt against his as he kissed you, breathing him in and getting lost in the feeling of his beating heart under the palm of your hand.

His kisses grew more aggressive as his fingers knotted into the roots of your hair, his teeth scraping against your bottom lip and bruising it just enough to make you whimper against his mouth before pushing his tongue into your mouth greedily. He wanted to drown himself in you and you wanted nothing more, but your surroundings came to the forefront of your mind.

“Mmm, that’s enough,” you whispered, breaking the kiss and pulling back enough to look at his blinding smile, your heart fluttering in your chest at the sight of his flushed cheeks and swollen pouty lips, “my parents are downstairs. And if you keep kissing me like this, I won’t be able to stop myself from tearing your clothes off, Murdock.”

“You want to tell me,” Matt started, leaning his forehead against yours, his hands sliding out of your hair and down to rest against your lower back, “that you’ve never sneaked anyone in here?”

“No,” you told him sheepishly, your cheeks burning at his question, “I was too scared to.”

“Well, then,” Matt said cheekily, his grin growing wider as he started planting small kisses across your jaw and down your neck, “I’d love to be the first and only boy you sneak into your room.”

“I promise I’ll be quiet, baby,” he teased against your skin, eliciting a short airy giggle from you.

[hajimescutie]

okay but nowwww lovely i forgot to tell u I was happy that u passed ur exams shame on me 😔😔😔

so first of all : YEYYYYYY U PASSED UR EXAMS KZYZKZJZJZJZ 💘💘💘

second of all , I saw that ur request r open so can u do a angst to fluff (LMAOOOOO ALWAYS ASKING FOR ANGST TO FLUFF ) with Kyotani (if u feel like writing for him) like fighting with his s/o or something :D

i feel like I’m the only one asking for request I request sm I don’t even remember how many post I requested lmaoooo😭

💘.

# — fighting with his s/o

includes: k. kyotani x gn!reader

genre: angst to fluff

warnings: swearing, just pure pain

a/n: HI BBY it’s okay!! thank u sm, and no worries about asking for requests!! i’m always happy to do them for you, i hope you like this! <3 also this is my first time writing for kyotani lol

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akaashi's oikawa's tendou's iwaizumi's bokuto's

it's evident at this point to realize that kyotani had a temper. he's always been competitive, always questioned authority and anyone who was older than him, always wore a hard look on his face anywhere he went.

the only time that scary look went away was when he was with you.

when you and him first got together, you were very intimidated by his presence. he always had a frown on his face, eyebrows furrowed, and pulling it altogether with his death glare. but as soon as his fiery gaze met yours, they softened. he looked at you like he'd never looked at anyone before; with adoration.

it wasn't new whenever you had to deal with his anger. kyotani had trouble expressing his emotions, more so with keeping them in check and taking them out on the wrong person. that person has ended up being you more times than you could count. but, you knew in the end that he never meant what he said, regardless of how much it chipped away at your heart piece by piece. you knew he loved you.

unfortunately, tonight was going to be another night of screaming and vicious words spewing from your boyfriend's mouth.

kyotani had come home in a foul mood. he doesn't even know why. he had a decent day today, only a couple things and people annoying him. but, sometimes people get in moods and they don't know why.

you, being ever so observant, immediately picked up on the sour look on his face, his frown more evident than usual. you timidly walked up to him as he was taking his shoes off, his eyes avoiding yours.

"you okay, 'taro?" you asked hesitantly.

his piercing gaze flicked to yours for a split second before he grunted in response, shoving past you to the kitchen. you stood there dumbfounded, wracking your brain for things you did that might've made him upset. you came up with nothing.

you followed him to the kitchen, seeing him looking through the refrigerator, you assumed, with hopes of finding something to eat. "u-um, there's dinner in the microwave... i made your favorite."

you were met with silence as you watched him go to the microwave, your heart being suffocated from the tension in your dainty kitchen. kyotani could feel your pleading gaze, hoping to get some type of interaction out of him. the thing is, he didn't feel like talking right now, could you not pick up the hints? the one thing he forgets sometimes is that you're not a mind reader, and you couldn't possibly know what's going on through his head unless he says something.

"'taro... is everything okay?" you asked once more.

when he didn't answer yet again, you walked up to him to place a hand on his shoulder. but when you did, he turned around to snatch your wrist, the tight grip making you yelp out in surprise.

"i didn't think you were this blind, but can't you tell i want to be left alone right now?! god, you're relentless y/n. leave me alone," he spat, turning back around to continue eating his dinner, letting go of your wrist.

you felt tears prick at your eyes, your other hand rubbing your wrist gently to ease the slight pain. you took a deep breath to not break down in front of him, fearing that it'll only make his mood worse.

you tried one last time.

"baby, i can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong. did you have a bad day? did i do something to-"

kyotani slammed his silverware against the counter, turning around once again. the look he gave you was bone-chilling; filled with pure rage. you took a couple steps away from him, fearing that this was going to end in another argument.

"i'm going to say this one last time," he says darkly, "i don't fucking need you pestering me and asking if i'm okay. i don't need you to coddle me like i'm some baby. what i need is to be left alone, and what i certainly don't need is you."

you gasped at his last sentence, the tears falling freely down your cheeks. your boyfriend didn't spare a glance at you as he turned back around to grab his plate, leaving the kitchen. you covered your hand over your mouth to silence your sobs.

you had a hard time wrapping your mind over what the fuck just happened. were you really that overbearing? you were just trying to help. and the fact that he blatantly told you he didn't need you and simply walked away without a second glance really fucking hurt.

you stood in your own misery for a few minutes before you snapped out of it, grabbing your keys and putting your shoes on before walking out the door, not even caring if he heard you or not.

but he did, and as soon as he heard the door slam shut, he felt this weird feeling start to bloom in his chest. it felt heavy, out of place, like his heart was literally sinking.

"guilt," he presumed.

he started to think back to not only tonight's argument... god should he even consider it as an argument since you didn't fight back? you just stood there and took his harsh words, visualizing your glassy eyes and trembling lip. you looked so hurt, so sad when you were only trying to ease his anger.

he held his head low, clenching his fists at his sides when he thought of how much of an idiot he was. the slamming of the front door echoed in his head.

"what i certainly don't need is you."

his heart was filled with even more dread when he put two and two together. your broken figure, his harsh words, the sound of your keys jingling in the tense air, the door...

he scrambled to find his phone, lifting blankets and pushing off pillows. he finally spotted it on the dresser of the bedroom. he felt like his heart couldn't sink anymore when he saw no messages from you. he feared the worst. he pulled up your contact, dialing your number and putting the phone up to his ear, biting his thumb nail due to the anxiety building up.

you didn't answer the first time, so he tried again. and again. and again.

he threw his head back in frustration, mumbling out a "pick up the damn phone." could he really blame you though?

he tried calling you one last time, the line ringing once, twice, before it went silent for a second. he thought you had sent him to voicemail before he heard your angelic voice travel through his ears.

"kentaro, stop calling me. i don't want to talk to you right now," you snapped.

"no wait- please come home! i'm sorry for what i said, i didn't mean it! i-"

"kyotani."

kyotani? you never call him by his last name. that's when he knew he was in deep shit.

you let out a deep sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose. you had gone out to take a walk in order to ease your emotions. you felt numb, angry, hurt, sad, you didn't deserve to be treated this way. you wished he was better at communicating how he feels with you. you've always been patient with him, but sometimes he needs a little prying in order to feel comfortable with communicating something as vulnerable as his feelings. you guessed you pried too much this time.

"babe?" he sounded broken, it made your heartache.

"i'll be back in a few minutes, we're having a conversation when i come back. okay?" you said sternly.

you both bid your goodbyes and you dreadfully started walking back to your home.

you were right when you said you'd only be a few minutes, walking in to see the blonde sitting on the couch with his head in his hands, his right knee bouncing up and down nervously. his head shot up when he heard the door open, his blood running cold when he saw your exhausted form. none of you said anything as you walked to sit next to him, putting a reasonable amount of space between you two.

none of you knew where to start. none of your fights had ever gotten this bad, and you didn't want to make him feel bad with your concerns. but, it was better to confront the problem now than to have to experience it all over again.

"you really hurt my feelings today, 'taro," you started.

he felt a slight wave of relief when you called him his nickname. this was progress... sort of.

"i-" he cleared his throat when his voice trembled, "i know, and i'm so sorry."

you let out a sniffle, feeling his stare as he tried to read how you were feeling. a small tear slipped from your eye, but you wiped it away before he could see.

"i wish you would just talk to me. you know i love you and i want to help you. i've always been patient, but in order for this, us, to work, you need to put in effort," you stated, finally meeting his eyes.

he gulped, his hands shaking as he reach for yours. thankfully, you let them intertwine.

"i know. i just..." he was having a hard time putting it into words, "it's just hard. i shouldn't expect you to know how i'm feeling when i don't even tell you in the first place."

you nodded in agreement, encouraging him to continue.

"i love you so much. and i know i'm ass at expressing that, or expressing any emotion besides anger for that matter, " you let out a small laugh at that, a grin creeping up onto his handsome face.

"i don't want you to leave me. i know the words i said before hurt you, and i can't take it back, but i'll prove to you from this day on that i do need you. i always will."

you felt a few more tears slip, kyotani removing one of his hands to wipe them away.

"i'm sorry, baby. i'll make it up to you," he stated, pulling you into a tight hug, burying his face in your neck.

"i promise."

reblogs are appreciated! <3

©hajimescutie 2021, all rights reserved.

[trashyforashy]

Photography

Ashton Irwin x Reader

•

You rolled over in your bed, slowly waking up. You reached over and felt around the bed for your boyfriend. You peeked your eyes open and lazily looked around the room. "Ash?" You sat up as the bathroom door cracked open, and Ashton casually walked into the closet with his toothbrush hanging out of his mouth.

When he walked out with his duffel bag, your furrowed your eyebrows. "Morning lazy." Ashton said, muffled from the toothbrush in his mouth. "Why did you get your duffel out?" you asked as you rubbed your eyes slowly, trying to wake up fully.

Ashton walked into the bathroom and rinsed his mouth before replying, "I'm going on that weekend writing trip with the boys. Remember?" You pouted your lips as you watched Ashton throw a few outfits into his duffel, not happy about him leaving for the weekend.

"But Ashhhhh what am I supposed to do?! I have off work all this weekend!" You said sulkily. Ashton smiled at you as he picked his camera up off the dresser and set it next to his duffel, "Call your friends and hang out with them. Have a girly sleepover. Watch romantic movies and cry together."

"Ash, you watch romantic movies with me. You also cry." You giggled as Ashton glared at you. "Well you can do it with your friends while I'm away. I won't miss those sad ass movies."

You rolled your eyes and slowly reached over to grab Ashton's camera while his back was turned. As you sat back with the camera, you lifted it to your eye and zoomed in on Ashton's butt. Giggling, you took a picture.

Ashton's head jerked toward you as soon as the camera made the click noise. "Did you just take a picture of my ass?" Ashton asked while stalking toward you. You quickly shook your head in denial even though your laughter told a different story.

"LIAR!" Ashton yelled as he jumped on top of the bed and wrestled your arms above your head. You let out a shriek as you struggled against Ashton's grip, he had straddled you and had pinned your arms above your head. "Now. Tell the truth." You went to deny it again but Ashton reached down and tickled your side, making you lose your breath from laughter.

"ooooookkkkkk!!! Please just stop!" You yelled. Ashton stopped tickling you and raised an eyebrow. "Yes. I did take a picture of your ass. But in my defense, it looks amazing in your boxers. I mean if you walk around in just your underwear, you can't expect me to not take a picture." Ashton rolled his eyes and grabbed his camera that had been set to the side.

"Well if you got a picture of me, I want a picture of you." He said while letting go of your arms. "No, you're not taking a picture of my ass." You scoffed. "Not of your ass Y/N. Trust me I have manners, unlike you." Ashton sat back a bit, still straddling your waist, and put the camera up to his eyes. "Smile!" You groaned and covered your face with your hands. "Nooooo Ashton I'm probably hideous!"

"You're not! Now please just show your gorgeous face, and I promise I'll let you take as many pictures of my ass as you want." You started laughing and immediately covered your mouth, closing your eyes in the process. You heard a click and opened your eyes to see Ashton smiling at his camera.

"This is my new favorite picture." He said quietly, making you blush immediately. "I'm gonna miss you this weekend." You smiled and leaned up to kiss him before laying back down.

"Nowwww about those ass pictures I was promised.?" Ashton giggled loudly and shook his head, "I love you so much."

[larentsaloud]

Femme Fatale Act (and why it doesn't work on Thyme)

Right, so you remember when Thyme decided to dress Gorya up like a doll because he thought that's what she would want?

Major disappointment for Thyme when my girl refused, cue in for their bickering and that’s when I knew I was a slut for this series. 

Fast forward to episode 5 and sexy biatch Hana appears, carrying her padded ass towards my broken boi, while her footsteps crush broken pieces of glass. Yeah. The metaphors on this are strong. 

She’s walking the path of wreckage, while being the chief orchestrator of said trust demise. 

I hate her ok. Do you? OK. Good. 

But as soon as she launches operation lemme destroy Gorya, and then I will get into bed with my new unconscious boyfie...umm girl...you are fucking crazy-- what she doesn't expect (and you have to ask yourself why? like surely you would plan for option B i.e. someone who is in love with person A ain’t gonna drop their feelings just cos some moderately cute looking slut appears in a red dress and happens to drug said person) deep breath, my-little-victim-cry-baby plastic-surgery-psycho-grand-master-plan in pipeline for a decade...DID NOT THINK HE MIGHT SAY NO??

TF. GET AWAY FROM GORYA’S BOYFRIEND NOWWWW.

And the writers cut a scene to my innocent baby Gorya who’s getting some TLC from her bestie as she should and I am literally screaming at the multiple screen devices.

Thyme sobers up and also grows up about decade himself to come out with the single best line of the episode in his convo with Hana. 

You should hate me. 

Legit. No, boi she oughtta, but trouble is you cute AF and your mixture of innocence, indifference and cockiness is just right up her perverted cocktail alley and may I add most of the fem pop. Sorry female empowerment. I am a slut of redemption arc of a bad boi who changes for love. My life a testament to this. I feel caught in 4K. 

OK sluts, that’s enough about Hana. I already said I HATE the vindictive female role, because my boi AKA puppy Thyme literally deserved all of this, but not for one snide comment LOL. If only I masterplanned for every guy who hurt my fragile ego, we would be in world war ten by now. OK she drives the plot. Ya-da. Ya-da. 

What Hana does is open up his eyes to why the femme fatale act ain’t gonna work for him. 

Ever. 

He has two at home, mommy and sister. My boi couldn't care less about how you look, he wants your integrity. 

That's fuckingggg sexy y’all. 

Because my boi figured his girl doesn’t need classy shoes or made up hair. His girl just needs a good heart. And I am in puddle of tears.

The closet scene?

✨Earth moved ✨

OK imma dip for now so that I can turn out more like this. 

Bye Fellow F4 addicts. 

This whole scene has me spinning in my rocking chair high on serotonin.

Lord I’ll be back.

[footballxwrites]

trent dating a supermodel is the best thing ever omg

can u please do one where she gets like a big cover or she launches a collection with a big designer and trent is so proud of her🥺 please 💞

It’s cutest lil series isn’t it 🥺

The pair of you were having a stay at home Tuesday, no work to get to, nothing on the agenda, it was bloody perfect especially since yous always seem to be busy these days. Your phone pinged but was quite a distance from you, lying on the coffee table, and seeing as you were currently entangled in his arms, comfy as ever under the blankets on the sofa, watching the newest line of duty series...you couldn’t be arsed to grab it. Well that was until it went off for a second and third time, making you intrigued to see who was after you the day.

“Can you pass my phone pleaseeee” you pouted, looking towards him as he reluctantly shuffled away from your body with a groan, passing it to you as you took a quick glance, expecting it to only be a text from someone or that.

“No way...” you nervously giggled, eyes wide as you opened the newly received email, “pause that tv right nowwww” you exclaimed in all seriousness, shifting from your lying position and jumping up and down as fast as your feet would allow you. “Are you gonna tell me what’s happened or do I have to guess” your boyfriend laughed back, narrowing his eyes to you as you could barely get your words out, your rapidly beating heart only letting you speak in little squeals, “I got it, you know the thing- look here”

You shoved the phone at him, instantly seeing his face light up as he unlocked it to be met with the email of “accepted” and a cover of you presenting your new collection you were starting in London, teaming up with various companies in various locations around the Uk, wanting to keep it all quite local rather than worldwide for once. “I can’t believe it” he softly spoke, lifting you into his arms as he securely gripped your thighs before planting a ton of sloppy kisses across your face and jawline, trailing down to your neck as you nuzzled your head into his shoulder, the smile not leaving your lips.

“I never had any doubts, you were always gonna get it love” he winked as your grin got even bigger, a sigh of relief leaving you, happy to know everything was going to plan for once, “my superstar”

“Oh behave” you replied in a giggle, throwing you arms around his neck as he gazed back into your eyes, the look of a proud boyfriend in front of you, “anyways...I couldn’t have done it without the support from my perfect fella so thank you”

“Ah ah this was all you, this was YOUR achievement...I think we should celebrate” he hinted with a smirk, raising his eyebrows at the hopeful idea as you laughed, finally able to relax now the deal’s done and you’re on your way to becoming your own designer, “how can I say no to that little face eh” 🤍