#i want that for me 🤤 I'm just using what i have around the house bc i can't shop till the weekend but!!

[kuromi-hoemie]

hhh i made this dish yesterday of egg chorizo and various finely chopped greens wrapped tightly in rice paper then fried and served it with a side of chili oil and also curry over rice.

it was kind of a lot of work but also... i want it again. I can't even say it wasn't worth the effort bc the c r o m c h was glorious. Not a point here just hungies, indecisive and contemplating what's for dinner.

[ghostbustting]

So i’ve had this like thought in the back of my head for some odd reason but here it is:

Your best friends with James in the RTL era and you guys were just casually talking in the living room of the metali-mansion and somehow the conversation goes to celebrity’s you’d fuck. You answer first by saying Dave Mustaine as a joke and he ends up getting really annoyed with you and when you ask him about it he just fucks you🤤

i'm sososo sorry for being slow with requests, i just had a looooong roadtrip yesterday and currently working in an active organization, i promise i'm working on every req 😭

╰┈➤“𝑾𝑹𝑶𝑵𝑮 𝑨𝑵𝑺𝑾𝑬𝑹„ ๋࣭⭑

James Hetfield x Reader

Contains Smut

The peanut I threw flew through the air and landed into James’ mouth perfectly, causing a pack of laughter to erupt from both of us as we high five each other proudly, making us look like two idiots, here sitting on the couch in the living room of Metallica’s so called ‘Metallimansion’.

It was afternoon here at El Cerrito, California. His friends were all off somewhere else, so since he was alone, he decided to invite me here to hang out together, just the two of us alone in this house.

I never really mind when he wanted to do these hang outs, James was a great company and all, always have been for the rest of our friendship.

I sit back down with my legs on James’ lap, one of his hand resting lightly on one of my ankles while we snack on some peanuts and talk about stupid stuffs, something we’ve done not once, not twice, not even thrice, probably thousands times before.

That’s when he suddenly snapped his fingers and point to me, “Aha! I got a good one!” He smirked, I can already tell by his stupid smirk that he’ll clearly say something idiotic.

With an eye roll, I smile back at him and raise my eyebrows, my expression showing I was amused. “What is it, Het?” I ask, sighing as I prepare for whatever stupid words come out of his mouth next.

The way his lips curve up into that stupid smirk was something I’d see on a daily basis ever since we became friends, often finding it being built up before he say or do something only a complete buffoon would do.

And just as I expected, he say, “Name a celebrity you’d fuck.”

The living room once again became filled with our in sync stupid laughter, I grin and nudged him with my foot, “You first!”

He shook his head with a laugh, his long blond hair shaking along with his head while his eyes squinting slightly from how wide he was smiling, looking drunk while being as sober as he ever was.

He swatted my feet off his lap, crossing his arms like a bratty kid. “Nu-uh. I’m the one who came up with it, you answer.” He say with that same stupid cheeky smile.

My eyes rolls yet again, amused by his childish question, at the same time being used to his mostly immature behavior.

I look up at the ceiling and hum, thinking. My finger tapping on my bottom lip as my mind think of the perfect celebrity I would like to have a sinful fun with, a small grin staying on my face.

The grin only became wider when I found my answer, James was quick to catch onto the sign. “Who?!” He ask excitedly.

A small laugh leave my grinning lips when I see how excited he became before I took deep breaths and answer his question, “Dave Mustaine.”

I pursed my lips, trying not to let more giggles leave my lips as I watch the expression on his face closely. Well honestly, I didn’t really mean it completely when I said I’d fuck Dave Mustaine.

Sure, Mustaine’s good looking and charming and talented and all, but my main plan was just to play around with James, knowing the small grudge that was held between the two metal vocalists. And by the new look on the blond’s face, I can tell I succeeded.

His eyebrows furrow at my answer, his stupid smirk almost immediately evaporated into thin air, his lips scowling instead, showing genuine annoyance no matter how much he try to hide it. His position on the couch shifted, showing a slight tense in him as he shift.

“Really? Out of all the other celebrities?”

I shrug and chuckle, “He’s cute. Nice hair also.”

James rolled his eyes and cross his arms, sighing. “His hair literally just looks like shredded carrots, what’s so nice about that?” He look away, I can see his tongue poking at the inside of his cheek.

“No it doesn’t!” I laughed and shake my head, finding this situation and the way my simple answer that was meant to be a joke was making him act amusing. He had his arms crossed, huffing as he look away like a kid that’s about to throw a tantrum.

He scoff and finally looked at me again, “He’s a drunk.”

“Weren’t you all?”

James groaned and lean back on the couch, his head thrown back while he rub his face. “I bet he wouldn’t even be a good fuck!” He say a bit louder now, almost yelling. I didn’t even think he would be that annoyed to even start yelling.

A bit surprised by the sudden yell, I sigh and roll my eyes. “And you would?” I scoff playfully, almost as if mocking him in a way.

Suddenly, he sat up straight again and his head snapped to me, raising an eyebrow as a small smirk appear again on his face, while still having a hint of annoyance in his expression. He stood up, his footsteps slowly making his way closer to my side of the couch.

My smile slowly fade little by little as he lean down, his face right in front of mine, his blue eyes meeting mine, the annoyance in his gaze now also accompanied by a hint of playfulness.

Something in the way he looked at me made my thoughts stop, finding myself becoming nervous from the proximity between both of our faces which are now inches away from one another.

A chuckle leaves his lips as he speaks up, his voice low. “Is that a dare?”

I can feel my heart pounding now rather than beating, my breath hitching. My mind starts to wonder with endless thoughts of what he means by this, how close our faces are, and what would happen next between us, here on this couch, in this living room, in this empty ‘Metallimansion’.

Slowly, I start to gain control of myself again, finding my own smirk returning to my lips as I tilt my head, raising my eyebrows. “What if it is?”

At that moment, I didn’t realize how much of a turn my words would make.

At that moment, I didn’t realize what he was implying on.

That is until he pushed me back on the couch and his hands grabbed onto my face, his fingers gripping my cheeks tightly while his lips smashed onto mine, his eyes closing in an instant.

His lips were rubbing against mine, the sensation making my own eyes close as well, finding myself enjoying the way his lips felt on mine, the way his tongue tastes as it slips past my lips and meets mine.

My mind couldn’t even process how good a simple kiss with my own bestfriend feels. Everything that went on with our connected lips feels right, feels amazing, feels addicting. It makes me long for more of him.

His hands that were once on my face now trails down to my body, his fingers finding their way to grip onto the bottom of my shirt, pulling it off me in a millisecond.

Suddenly, his head buried into my chest, his hand pushed down the cups of my bra to release my breasts from the ‘boob-jail’, giving him easy access to grab and grope on them while his lips went to wrap around one of my nipples.

Moans were pulled out of my lips by the time he sucked and nipped on my nipple, my back arching into him, a silent beg for more of his touch and lips, a silent beg for him to continue, a silent beg for him to go even more further.

My silent begs seems to be granted when his other hand slowly trail down to the hem of my pants, slipping past it along with my panties with such ease.

A gasp left my throat when his fingers found their way to my dripping cunt, toying with my aching clit before he starts rubbing harsh circles on it, pulling out even louder moans, his name slipping out of my lips, voicing out my need for him.

“S-shit..” I whimper when he start inserting two digits of his fingers into my aching pussy, pumping them in and out of me with not a single mercy.

I can feel a smirk being formed on his lips that are still wrapped around my now erect nipple, slick with his saliva. But now my mind are too fixated on the way his fingers exit and enter my cunt in a loop, curling them up every now and then.

Shaking ever so slightly, my legs wraps around his arm as I start to grind my hips against his fingers, desperate for more of that feeling.

A chuckle leave his lips yet again as he pull back from my breasts, “Feel good, eh?” He smirked, his hands leaving my pussy right when it just started to feel even better per second.

“Hey—!” I was cut off short by him flipping me over with such ease that it caused me to land harshly on the couch by my stomach. I grunt, “Bitch..” I mutter, earning another breathy laugh from James before he grabbed onto my hips and lift them up.

Letting out a shaky breath, I place my hands on the back of the couch as he bend me over it, his other hand on his belt, unbuckling it while he whispers into my ear, “I’ll make you regret every single letter that left your mouth just a second ago and turn those words into filthy noises you won’t believe silly old James Hetfield would be able to pull out of you.”

The way he spoke, the way he worded out his sentence, the way he breathes into my ear, the way he held my hip. It was all too unreal to make me believe we’d stay as friends only after all of this ends.

“W-whatever..” I huffed as I hear his pants fall to the floor, making my hear thump with anticipation of what’s about to happen next.

That’s when I feel his tip brushing up and down my folds before pushing past them and entering my slick hole. I gasp at the feeling of his hard cock entering me, his hands gently massaging my hips and ass.

His hips meets my ass as he slowly starts to get a hang of his thrusts, getting faster and harder by the seconds, grunts leaving his lips, accompanying my loud moans.

I can feel the tip of his cock meeting that weak spot in me, making my back arch and the loudest moan escape my throat out of how much pleasure he is causing me. "Fuck.."

"Was your pussy always this tight? Goddamn..." He groaned, his hands now fixated on my hips, gripping them tightly while he lead me back and forth against his hips, our movement making loud skin slapping noises.

My fingers dug into the soft cushiong of the back of the couch, my knees weak by the second while he continue to thrust in and out of me.

"...Only for you.. Only for you.." I utter out while panting, my breathing loud and hard to control.

Another gasp escapes me when the palm of his big hand meets the skin of my ass, which later on created a big red mark of his hand, my skin aching from how hard he hit me.

James laugh came out breathy yet loud, muttering out. "Didn't knew my best friend would be such a slut for me.."

A whine leave my slightly parted lips, my legs shaking while trying to keep myself up from how much he makes me want to just crumble and fall by just fucking me so fast and good.

He was so rough, yet so careful at the same time. The way he fucked me was surreal. Never in my whole life have I ever though that the man that will make me want to cum so fast would be my own best friend. And never in my whole life would I ever admit it. Until now, perchance.

"Fuck.. oh fuck..! James!" My eyes widens to the point they look like they're about to pop out of their sockets, my lips parting even wider as I let out yet another loud moan, my knees almost giving up on me. But his hands stays on my hips and keeps me up straight, not even caring about my moment of weakness.

"You hear that— you hear yourself?" He leaned over and grunted in my ear, his arms wrapping around my stomach and holding me close to his body, still thrusting. "You hear that name? Does that sounds like 'Dave' to you?"

"N-no.."

"Then what is it?"

"James.."

"Say that again?"

"Ja—James..!!"

I gasped, my release coming out in a sudden without my consent, fluids of my cum gushing out of my cunt uncontrollably and dripping out through our connected sex.

James groaned behind me, his grip on my hips tightening a little as he fuck my now slick hole, "Fuck fuck fuck! Shit.."

Not long after, his came inside me, his seed filling up my hole, making me feel even more full while his groan fills my ear, the genuine pleasure visible in his voice.

Once we recover from our intense release, he grabbed onto me and flip us over, sitting on the couch and pulling me on his lap. His hands went to my cheeks before he starts kissing me again.

My eyes flutter close while my lips move against his, the palm of my hands resting gently on his heaving chest while his were in my hair, brushing some of the strands away from my face.

When we pull apart from each other, he smirk up at me, his hands moving down to rest on my thighs, rubbing up and down them soothingly while I lean down to rest my forehead on his own.

"Still think Mustaine would be better?"

I chuckle and shake my head, kissing the tip of his nose.

"Never."

[literaryuppsala]

Hello ❤ got a request. Can you please write about reader that used to be married to rollo and one day he just fucks off without telling the reader. Years later he got informed that the reader had gotten pregnant and that it was his child. Rollo wants to go back to be with his "family" but to do that he has to go through a trail of sorts. He agrees to it without knowing what it is. The trail being, him chained to the bed and having to watch as the reader gets fucked by everybody of the ragnarson family. He is close enough where he can hear and see everything but he is not allowed to touch the reader. And at the end he found out that the reader has gotten remarried to ubbe/bjorn/maybe even ragnar??? And that his child doesn't even know him and he gets kicked out 🤤😌

You can choose to do either just the men of the family including ragnar cause I want to see rollo suffer or you can choose to have the mothers/ wives with them.if you want to, have the reader blind folded so she has to guess who it is ❤

Basically make rollos life hell 😂

What a ride... I guess I never wrote something like that, I am THRIVING, it's filthy, it's messy, has a lot of fluids, and dude it took me forever to finish, like always... Anyways, I hope you like it AND YOU WATCHED THE PROCESS SO BE NICE TO ME! Thank you for your ask babe, have fun you pervert.

Warnings: ALL OF THE WARNINGS POSSIBLE, it's complete filth, pure smut, but with a little plot, not a lot, just a little to give context.

Minors, stay the hell away from this one, I'm not joking.

Sweet like justice, karma is a queen.

You were very young when you first met Ragnar and his brother Rollo. Your eyes crossed paths with them on one of their first meetings with your father, Horik. They were handsome, strong warriors, such a sight when you first saw them, caught your attention very quickly. The meetings ended up with an alliance, Horik and Ragnar decided to raid together in England, returning to Norway filled with treasures and a promise of land. 

A feast was prepared to celebrate, the treasures were shared between everyone but Rollo wanted something else, he wanted more. You didn’t mind at first when his eyes caught yours in the middle of the night, didn’t mind when he approached you and offered a cup of ale, you talked until everyone else was already passed out around you and you ended up in his bed that night. 

You really thought he loved you, he proposed to your father who gladly accepted and you married him just a few months later that night. He moved you to Kattegat, bought you a house and introduced you to his family until It became yours. But things changed, he changed. One day you heard about a woman he had in his life, someone he loved but died years before, and you thought that was the reason, that he couldn’t love you completely because part of his heart died with her and you learned to live like that. 

But Rollo was a different man, to be married to him wasn’t easy, he was demanding, ambitious, always thought he should be doing greater things, that he should be bigger. After years of marriage he became very distant and despite having his way with you every night, you were never able to conceive, you thought to yourself that something was wrong with you, that the gods made you that way and that was another reason for your husband to treat you like that. 

“I went to see the healer.” You told him one night. “She gave me a few herbs that can help.”  

“The gods cursed me.” He mumbled. “An empty woman who can not give me any child.” 

Ragnar was the one to always cheer you up, saying that you weren’t the problem, but his brother. He wouldn’t make a good father, he’d say, the gods won’t give him a child to raise. You never told Rollo about these conversations, he hated his brother and the fact that after Horik’s death, he became the king, something he thought belonged to himself. 

 “Your brother was looking for you.” You warned him as you put his plate in front of him at the table. 

“He came here?” He asked without looking at you. 

“Yes, he said It was important.” You continued. “I think it is about going back to Frankia.” You sat in front of him. “You should take me this time.” 

“No.” He answered simply. 

“Why not?” 

“It’s dangerous, and you have no business in Frankia.” 

“I’m a shieldmaiden Rollo, I wasn't made to sit back at home and take care of your children.” 

“What children? You haven’t given me any.”

They left to Frankia the next morning, Rollo left without saying a single word to you and something in your heart broke that day. Months later they came back, you were at the pier waiting, your baby bump showing and a big smile on your face, a few days after their departure you found out you were with child, and you couldn’t wait to tell Rollo about It. But as the ship docked, your smile died on your face. 

“Where is he?” You asked when Ragnar stood in front of you, his hand immediately touching your belly. He didn’t answer, but you knew, he stayed there. 

Later you learned Ragnar was betrayed by Rollo and defeated by Frankia’s army and the last news he had before leaving was about his marriage with a princess. Rollo had abandoned you without a second thought. 

Years later, you grew accustomed to a new life, your son was already five years old and growing stronger each day. Ragnar took care of you, accepting you in his house, he protected you and your child, who he named after one of his good friends, Leif, and he loved your boy, after his own boys grew into strong men, to have yours running around gave him life and so did you. 

You weren’t blind to Ragnar’s affection towards you, after Aslaug’s death he didn’t have anyone in his life except for you and despite being a sight for sore eyes, you weren’t interested on the men in Kattegat, but both of you never tried anything, maybe you felt wrong about that even though Rollo was gone for so long. However, he wasn’t the only one, Bjorn and Ubbe, Hvitserk and Ivar, and even Sigurd, all had soft spots for you, but you brushed it off and ignored it as something simple as a crush. 

One night, without a warning, a ship docked at the pier. People let Ragnar know about it, and he went there with both Bjorn and Ubbe, just to find a ship from Frankia, from where Rollo jumped. He frowned, confused by his brother’s presence, Rollo looked into his eyes and swallowed hard.

With a grunt Ragnar turned around, silently nodding for his sons to grab Rollo by his arms and drag him to the great hall. As soon as they got there, Ragnar took his place in his throne and Rollo was thrown on his knees, at his feet. You heard the noise from your bedroom in the back and walked towards It, standing in shock when you finally saw the man. Rollo seemed old, his once dark brown hair was filled with gray strands, so was his beard, he widened his eyes as soon as they met yours. 

“Mama!” You heard Leif’s voice and heard his footsteps running towards you, looking for you. He hugged your legs as soon as he found you. You grabbed him in your arms, Rollo’s eyes focused on the boy and a tiny smile showed up on his face, but that was quickly wiped by a punch, thrown by Bjorn. 

“Don’t look at him.” He grunted angrily. 

It didn’t take long for Ivar and Hvitserk to join you in the great hall, none of them seemed happy to see the man in front of them, neither were you. 

“What are you doing here?” Ragnar rasped.

“I want to come back…” He mumbled. 

“Seems funny… After all these years…” 

“I have every right to be here, to be with my family.”

“The family you abandoned…” 

“I’m here now.” 

“You say this like you’re some sort of treasure we should be proud to gain. Tell me, Rollo, what happened in Frankia to make you want to come back?” 

“I heard about my son, I want to know him.”

You hugged your son, like you could protect him from Rollo’s prying eyes.

“He’s not yours.” You growled. “He’s mine, only mine. Didn’t your princess give you any sons?” 

“Brother…” Rollo looked at Ragnar. 

“Don’t talk to him, talk to me, I’m the wife you abandoned!” You insisted but lowered his head again. “This is unbelievable…”

“I want to prove myself.” He answered. “To you…” He looked at Ragnar then moved to you. “And to you.” He sighed. “To the gods… I deserve that!”

It took a few minutes of silence between all of you, Rollo looking around searching for any sign of kindness, but you weren’t one to pity that man, not after everything he put you through. 

“Take Leif to the back.” Ragnar told you. “And come back here.” 

You didn’t understand at first, but nodded and took your son to your bedroom, asking one of the servants to stay there with him. 

“Don’t leave until I come back.” You told her under your breath, locking her inside. 

When you came back you found Rollo tied up to a chair in the middle of the great hall, Ragnar was standing in front of him while his sons waited behind him. He looked over his shoulders and offered his hand to you, you frowned but took it, walking until you were standing by his side. 

Ragnar grabbed you by your waist, startling you who quickly wrapped your arms around his neck for support when he took you in his arms, bride style, taking you to the nearest table, he sat you there, taking his place between your legs. 

“Do you trust me?” He asked under his breath, only for you to hear. 

“I do.” You whispered shyly and he smiled.

Ragnar took a cloth from his pocket and covered your eyes, your breath caught on your throat and you sighed heavily. You felt his hand feather touching your face before moving away from your body and you immediately felt the absence of his warmth. The next thing you felt was a pair of hands on your thighs and a warm breath against your cheeks, before you noticed, someone kissed you. 

The kiss was feverish, filled with a hunger you never experienced before, you’ve never been kissed like that. Teeth and tongue, saliva gathering on the corners of your mouth, a pair of hands meeting the base of your spine pulling you closer to the edge of the table, his thighs between yours keeping your legs open. He stopped the kiss to murmur against your lips.

“Waited so long to do this.”

You recognized Ragnar’s voice before he kissed you again, your mind spinning when your hands met his hips, unconsciously pulling him into you. His hands roamed down your shoulders taking down the sleeves of your dress. You felt a little self conscious and your body tensed, Ragnar distracted you by taking his kisses down your neck and collarbones, making you shiver. A “what’s this…” growled by Rollo sounded in the back of your mind and something twisted inside you, you felt excited.

Ragnar kept kissing down your chest, taking down your dress until your breasts were exposed, your breath hitched and your nipples hardened on the cold of the great hall. His mouth latched at your nipple, sucking on the little nub, your hands met the back of his head and you pressed his face against your chest, wanting more of that sensation. He did the same to the other nipple, using his hand to knead at the free breast.

Between your legs, Ragnar found the skirts of your dress, raising everything up your waist “Open your legs for me.” He asked against your lips and you obeyed, suddenly he moved away from you and stood by your side, your pussy now in full display for Rollo’s widened eyes. 

“What are you doing?” Rollo asked with gritted teeth. 

“What do you think?” Ragnar asked back, one hand grabbing a fistful of your hair, pulling your head back and making you whine. “I’m gonna fuck your wife.” 

With that being said, Ragnar kneeled in front of you, hands rubbing on your calves before putting them on his shoulders. His lips brushed against the side of your inner thighs, his beard scratching the soft skin as he peppered kisses all around until he shoved his face into your bare pussy, licking from your hole to your clit. Your back arched and you gasped, putting your arms behind your back, on the table, for some support, throwing your head back. 

Ragnar was something else while he was eating you out, with a little crowd watching, he wanted to  give them a show. With his face buried into your cunt, he was nosing onto your clit while teasing your hole with the tip of his tongue, then he worked through your folds, long and slow licks like he was savoring you, drinking from you. You suppressed a moan, still self conscious of the others presence surrounding you, earning yourself a low grunt that sent vibrations through your core and a harsh slap on your thighs.

Rollo’s eyes were glued to your body, he was growling under his breath, trying to get rid of the straps binding him to that chair. Ragnar moaned right into your pussy, he moved his tongue quickly and you started to grind your hips on his face, gripping his hair and pulling it slightly. His beard was scratching against the soft skin of your pussy, you could feel it rubbing against you painfully while he started sucking on your clit.

Your moans became louder, your hips moved on its own accord, your body was working on automatic, the knot on lower belly forming and tightening. Suddenly, two of his fingers were knuckles deep into your warmth, thrusting up inside you and you gasped: ‘Ragnar’ knowing damn well Rollo was listening to you. Ragnar could feel your walls clenching around his fingers, so he increased his pace, dragging more mewls from your mouth until the knot finally snapped and you groaned loudly. 

Ragnar stood up, turning on his side to stare at a nervous Rollo, his face glistening with your slick, he sucked his fingers clean off your juices and cleaned his mouth with the back of his hand. Moving away from between your legs, he held your chin, your fucked out face on full display for his brother’s sight. 

“Open your legs.” He ordered again, and you obeyed, showing off your puffy cunt. “Did you miss this, brother? Did your princess have a better one?”  

Once again he was between your legs, shimming out of his slacks and pulling his cock out. His hands quickly held the back of your thighs and pulled you further to the edge of the table, his tip featherly touching your hole making you whine. 

“See, Rollo…” He grabbed the base of his cock, rubbing it against your pussy and coating himself in your juices. “I don’t think you could ever have anything better.” He pushed himself in and both of you moaned in unison, fresh slick leaking out of you to coat his length. 

Ragnar threw his head back, closing his eyes as he felt your warm walls engulfing him, sinking into you slowly until he’s fully sheathed. He pulled back completely just to slam inside you again, he did that slowly a few times, like he was savoring every inch of you, until he was thrusting up inside you and he didn’t hold back. Holding your hips with one of his hands, the other met the space between your breasts, pushing you back until you laid down on the table. You whined, wrapping your legs around his waist to bring him closer.

“Gods…” You moaned, holding onto the table like your life depended on it. 

With your eyes covered, you felt everything more intensely, Ragnar’s body on you, picking up the pace until he was pounding hard into you, knocking the breath out of your lungs with every thrust. You clenched down on him and he gasped, hand squeezing your hip hard while the other kneaded on your breasts that bounced with every movement of your body. 

When he felt your thighs starting to tremble, he brought his hand to your aching pussy and found your clit, making quick work of your bundle of nerves with the tip of his fingers. You moaned again, loudly, feeling your orgasm approaching you, the knot on your lower belly starting to form. 

“Let go for me.” He begged under his breath. 

With a particular hard thrust the knot snapped, triggering Ragnar’s own release as he pushed himself to a hilt, his body tensing as both of you panted heavily. He leaned forward for a moment spreading kisses all over your stomach before moving away from between your legs, putting his trousers back and holding one of your knees to keep you wide open, his cum dripping from your pussy, onto the table and on the floor. 

“That was...” Ragnar mumbled, three little slaps on your knee had you sitting up straight. 

“Can I-Can I go now?” You heard as Rollo begged.

“What? No…” You felt when Ragnar moved away and heard some shifting around you, the thrilling feeling of not knowing what to expect had your pussy throbbing with need in a way It never did before. “We’re only getting started.”

You gulped, scared about what he meant, but excited at the same time. Next thing you knew, the space between your legs was occupied again, a bulky, slightly familiar body stood there like it belonged there, you shifted on your place, not able to close your legs and feeling again self conscious of your own nudity. 

“Ragnar…” You mumbled under your breath, a pair of hands touched the sides of your face before you were kissed. 

Even though you felt familiarity within the act, that wasn’t Ragnar, that kiss was different, passionate, but still unsure, It felt like he was claiming a new territory. His beard scratched the soft skin on your face, his teeth nipped at your lower lip, you couldn’t help but open up to let him in, you held his face and kissed him back. 

“Can I do this?” He mumbled against your lips and you recognized Bjorn’s voice. You gasped, surprised. 

“Bjorn…” You whispered, your hands started to shake. 

“I’ll be gentle.” He assured you, one of his hands touching the side of your face. “I promise.” 

You felt your heart sinking to your stomach, like it was beating there, the blood in your veins ran fast and your body quivered, your mind was spinning, when his hands found the swell of your pussy you whined in his mouth, turning your head to the side giving him room to work on your neck. Bjorn sucked and nipped your skin like an artist painting his masterpiece, taking his sweet time while his fingers worked through your cum wet folds. 

He didn’t seem bothered by the fact that another man just fucked you minutes ago, by the feeling of it, he seemed turned on. Two of his fingers entered you when his mouth found your perky nipple and you moaned, arching your back offering him more of your chest. You were overstimulated from your previous orgasm and the sensations Bjorn was bringing to you, your peak wouldn’t take long so you clenched around his fingers and worked your hips in sync with his movements. With his thumb he started to nurse on your clit, rubbing the small bead in tight circles until you came on his fingers, a loud, long moan filling the great hall. 

Bjorn wasted no time after this, you felt him standing up and shimming out of his trousers, sinking into you in one swift motion. You gasped, not used to the way he stretched you out, and threw your head back, making room for him to kiss on your neck. He sheathed inside you, not pulling out immediately, just grinding against your hips first, his hip bone teasing your clit. 

You wrapped your legs around his waist and arched your back, leaning back over your hands. He used both of his hands to grab your breasts then leaned forward to catch one of your nipples with his mouth, sucking on the perky buds. It was messy. Wet with your own arousal and Ragnar’s cum, you could feel it dripping from your core. 

Slowly, Bjorn pulled out completely, just to thrust back in. He did this a few times, dragging soft mewls from your mouth. With his hand between your breasts he made you lay down on the table once more, picking up his pace. You held onto the table while he started to rut against you with full force, your body jolting back and forth. His mouth was skillful on your nipple, going from one to the other and still using his hands. 

“You feel so good…” He mumbled, one of his hands leaving your breasts and quickly finding your clit. 

You moaned loudly. With two of his fingers he pinched your clit, then dragged his finger around in tiny circles. The pressure on your belly started to build and you squeezed your eyes shut, even though you weren’t actually with them open to start with. Your mind could only focus on his movements, you clenched around his cock and he growled, speeding up his fingers and his thrusts. Bjorn was fucking the air out of your lungs as he fucked you like his life was on the line, his cock throbbed inside you, the sound of skin slapping against skin was filling the great hall and was so loud. 

“Enough.” 

Somewhere, on the back of your mind, you heard Rollo’s beg, but as your climax approached you could only think of this. Bjorn’s thrusts started to falter, he became sloppier as he chased his own release and you were right behind him, feeling the pressure on your body finally explode. You came around his cock, clenching down on him with a wanton moan. He came right after you, feeling you to the brim with his seed, grunting raspily. 

He wobbled away from you and you whined at the sudden emptiness. He leaned against the table trying to catch his own breath, eyes still on your fucked out body on the table. Unconsciously, your hands went to the cloth on your eyes, almost getting out of the way but a cold hand on yours stopped you. You whined impatiently but before you had the chance to complain, the same hand grabbed a handful of your hips, dragging you out of the table until you stood on the ground.

There was this silence, the only thing in your mind being the amount of pleasure going through your veins, you could feel your heart hammering against your ribcage, your breathing uneven, chest rising and falling rapidly while you tried to ease your body. Your hands traveled to the body in front of you, holding his shoulders while he kept his firm on your hips. 

You had no idea who he was, you felt his body against yours, the familiar scent you were used to feeling but couldn’t recognize him. His hips met yours and you felt his hard cock against your core, making you moan. Taking your face with both of his hands he kissed you. His kiss was calm, soft even, nothing like the sexual spiral you just got out of. His hands explored the sides of your body with care, like you would vanish from his sight at any moment. 

The mess between your legs made you painfully aware of what just happened, either way his fingers found their way to your core, his tips exploring your folds, he coated his fingers in the your slick, the mixed cum inside your pussy, then he pushed his middle one all the way in, til he was knuckle deep inside you. You sobbed and threw your head back when he started to kiss down your jaw so you could give him more space.

His kisses met your neck, he circled your clit and that made you jerk in response. Suddenly his fingers were inside your mouth and you whined at the taste on your tongue. You started sucking on his fingers, obscenely licking through it and he groaned when under his breath, you licked him clean.

He stretched you out with his fingers, pumping in and out of you as he kissed down your chest, your body arching, right thigh rising up his waist opening up a little more for him. He curled his fingers up finding your sweet spot and making you see stars behind your eyelids. You started to grind down on his fingers while the sound of your moans resonated around the great hall. He licked down your collarbones and your legs started to shake, you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. 

You felt like your body was on fire, shaking violently until the knot snapped and your orgasm hit you like a punch. You  clenched hard on his fingers, body falling limp on the table, but before you had the chance to ride your own high, your body was pushed and turned around, your back hitting his chest, you could feel his hard cock on your behind, listening while he struggled with his trousers, pulling down his legs til the middle of his thighs, just enough to free his cock from its confines. He teased you with the tip between your ass cheeks and you teased back, grinding on his hips, silently begging for him to just slide in. 

He lined his cock to your wet folds, enticing another moan from you and then he pushed in, his tip stretching your walls. You gasped, fingers holding the table for support while you felt him sliding only a few more inches in. His hand rubbed up your back until he grabbed the nape of your neck, you grunted feeling him leaning your body forward, your breasts pressed against the head of the table while he started to thrust up into you. 

He was fully inside you when he used his free hand to pinch on your clit, making your body jolt, your walls fluttered around him, a choked whine slipped through your lips as he went deeper. He picked up his pace quickly, hands now on your shoulders tugging your body back to meet his thrusts, your body trembling when you felt the pleasure building up once again, extremely sensitive from everything that already happened to you. You both moaned loudly, he was lost on you just like you were on him, every thrust was powerful and deep, stroking every nerve ending inside your pussy. His hips slapped against yours, the table shaking with his movements. 

“Gods…” You cried out, feeling the pressure on your lower belly. 

He cursed under his breath, feeling your walls clenching hard around his length, his own climax coming through while you felt the first impact of your orgasm. Your entire body froze as he fucked you through the haze, coming inside you a few seconds later. 

“That’s your idea of punishment?” Rollo growled, his voice far away like It was in another room, your mind still dizzy with pleasure. “Are you punishing me or her?” 

“Her?” Ragnar scoffed. “I’m not punishing her, brother. Watch It… She likes it. She wanted It.” 

You felt a pair of hands wrapping around your waist and your body was gently sat on the table again, the mess between your legs just growing by the minute, staining the soft skin of your thighs and leaving you slightly bothered. A kiss on your forehead had you trembling even more, so you raised your hand trying to hold his.

“Who…?” You couldn’t finish the phrase, but your hand was softly removed and you were left alone. 

“It’s done, I’m done!” Rollo tried one more time.

You heard Rollo’s begs one more time, his voice was shaky and you imagined his face. If you remembered correctly at this point he would be all red and sweaty and your tummy twisted with excitement, you shouldn’t like this as much as you were.  

“Well… We’re not.” Ragnar answered carefully. 

For a moment nothing happened, you sat there with your body trembling. The line between pleasure and pain was thin and your body had started to complain about It. Suddenly you felt someone taking the place between your legs one more time but despite being so tired, your mind seemed to have other plans, your skin prickled at the warmth engulfing you, another familiar scent wrapping your whole body. 

He didn’t waste any time, he kissed you… Kissed you like he craved you, feverishly. His lips moved in sync against yours while his hands roamed through your sweaty body. You wrapped your arms around his neck, hugged him with your legs feeling his hard cock against your abused cunt. You were too sensitive, your body was hot all over, and even though It was telling you It couldn’t take it any longer, your fucked out brain wanted more. 

You grinded against his hips and started to fumble with his trousers until you freed his cock from its confines. You grabbed at his length and he moaned in your mouth, waiting for you to align the head of his cock against the pulsing entrance of your pussy and you cried out at the new intrusion, feeling incredibly sore. 

Overwhelmed by pleasure, you started to grind against his hips again, urging him to fuck you. With both of his hands on your hips, he set an excruciatingly slow rhythm, distracting you with his mouth on your neck, he started to paint your skin in dark bruises. You cried again, threw your head back while letting your hands on his shoulders, digging your nails into his shoulders to anchor yourself, like his body was the only thing keeping you grounded, keeping you from floating away. 

With one of his hands, he started to play with your clit, massaging the sensitive nub between his fingers, dragging more mewls from your lips, making you writhe against his strong grip. His cock was unrelenting, picking up his pace as he started to fuck you hard and deep, your sensitivity only amplifying the waves of pleasure that crossed your veins. Your pussy fluttered around his length and he knew you were close, hips bucking to meet his thrusts, the spongy head of his cock was pressing directly against your g-spot and you moaned loudly. 

You felt his hand snaking up your chest until it found your neck and he pressed for a moment, your breath hitched, caught up in your throat and you clenched down on him. You got lightheaded and his thrusts became sloppier, you could feel he got lost in yourself very quickly and arousal twisted in your stomach, you felt flattered. 

He gave a chucked off groan and for a moment you imagined who it could be, which one of them was fucking you this time, the great hall was filled with his grunts and the wet squelch of your pussy. 

“Faster… Please…” You managed to mumble. 

Your pussy was clenching desperately around his cock and he was throbbing inside you, he was close too, you could feel it. He fucked you hard and faster until he sheated tightly into your pussy holding you in place as he came, triggering your own orgasm. You came so hard your mind went blank, your body spasmed and you went limp in his arms. He held you strongly so you wouldn’t fall, your head on his shoulders as you breathed heavily. He rubbed your back for a minute before he pulled out and after making you sure you were firm, sitting on the table, he left. 

“I-I… Ragnar…” You raised your hand blindly and seconds later you felt his fingers intertwined with yours.

“You’re doing great for me, my love.” He whispered, lips on your sweaty forehead. “Can you give me one more?”

“I don’t know…” You breathed.

“I know you can, you’re my good girl, aren’t you?” He kissed your lips. “Give me one more so we can take care of you.” 

We. You noticed the weird choice of word and felt him when he kissed your knuckles. We. What did he mean by that? Your thoughts were cloudy when his warmth surrounded you again, he picked you up in his arms and you immediately wrapped yours around his neck, laying down your face on his shoulders, letting him carry you wherever. 

Ragnar sat you down on someone’s lap, when you felt a pair of shaky legs right under your body and nervous hands wrapping around your waist. He turned you around, made you put one of your knees on each side of that body and just like that he left. There was a nervous silence between you two, but you were close enough to feel his shaky breath against your cheeks. 

Suddenly, he used one of his hands to take off your blind fold, you blinked your tears away, trying to get used to the new brightness. You focused on the image in front of you and met Ivar’s widened eyes staring back at you. Ivar was nervous, but you could sense his arousal in the way that he watched you, intently following down your body, from your face to your collar bones and your chest, your soft belly and your exposed core, he gulped. 

You stayed like that for a moment, only looking at each other like you were trying to read each other’s minds, you almost forgot about the little crowd watching you two but as his eyes wandered over your shoulders you were reminded. 

“C-Can I kiss you?” He stuttered and you nodded dumbfounded. His lips touched yours slightly, shaky and cold, you didn’t kiss him back at first, then he pulled back, looking at you with a frown and a little pout. “You don’t want to…”

“No!” You were quick to respond. “I want to. I really want to, Ivar.” You reassured him and his expression softened.

You cradled his face between your hands and kissed him, this time deeply, your tongue teasing his as you felt his hands pressing on waist, pressing your body down. When you pulled away, he was gone, glossy eyes staring back at you as he choked out a whimper, following your face with his eyes still closed, reaching for your lips. 

He sighed and opened his eyes, he frowned again, so impatient. You touched his lips with your thumb, fluffy and wet from your last kiss and he licked the tip, you shuddered. Being that close he seemed so young to you, kinda lost in his own feelings and sensations, so different from the Ivar you knew, he always seemed so sure of himself. 

Ivar opened his mouth like he was about to say something, but as you rolled your hips down his lap he gasped, that seemed to erase every trace of thought in his head, he just closed his eyes and whimpered, throwing his head back. You used the chance to latch onto his neck, groaning quietly against his skin. Gods, you were soaked. It was definitely not like you hadn’t been fucked into oblivion by four men already, you were ready to get lost one more time. You licked his skin, sucked and nipped, leaving behind tiny red marks, basking in the sounds he was making. 

“Can I?” You asked him and he nodded, that was the only permission you needed to come back to his neck, to start rolling your hips over again. 

The rumors about the young man not being able to satisfy a woman were the biggest lie, you thought to yourself. You could feel him getting hard under your body and the thought of having him inside you was driving you mad. 

“I’m so wet for you, Ivar.” You murmured against his ear, only for him to hear you and he whimpered again, thrusting up his hips a bit. 

“For me?” He whispered breathlessly and you nodded, tracing his lips with your thumb again before kissing him feverishly. 

“Yes.” You grabbed his hand and put it between your bodies, his fingers met with your core, rubbing the mess of fluids on your pussy. “Will you help me?” 

He nodded, dumbfounded. You used your hand between your bodies to grab his cock and started jerking slowly, his lips parted as he gasped for air. The fact that these small touches were bringing so much pleasure to him was even more exciting to you. Your faces are so close you can feel his breath against your cheeks, your lips almost touch and his fingers trembled between your legs, nervously moving between your folds. 

Abruptly, you intensified your movements, he choked out a groan and closed his eyes, precum was leaking from his tip, making it easier for you to slide your hand up and down his cock, that pulsed and twitched in your hand. Quickly you moved it away, standing up a bit to line up his cock with your entrance, he looked at you like you were some sort of goddess, silently worshiping you, shaky hands wrapping around your waist as you sat down his length. 

“Gods… Please…” He groaned when he felt your warm walls engulfing him. 

You placed your hand on his shoulders as you fucked yourself over his cock, slowly moving your hips up and down. You brought his hand back down your body and started to use his fingers to massage your clit.

“Like this?” He asked in awe. 

“Yes…” You answered under your breath. 

Quickly you started to bounce on his cock, riding him like your life depended on it. The great hall was filled with Ivar’s small grunts and your breathy moans. You squeeze at his shoulders and threw your had back, he kept his fingers in your clit, drawing hard circles on your little nub just like you taught him and you could feel him twitching inside you, you knew he was close and so were you. 

You moaned with every thrust, you hunched over and kissed him, his arms wrapped around your waist and he pushed you down on his cock. You felt his release and he moaned loudly against your mouth. Your own high coming down hard on you as you clenched on him, cumming for what felt like the thousandth time that night. 

You laid down on his shoulder for a moment, trying to ease your breathing as you came down from your orgasm. He hugged you tightly, thumb drawing small circles on your back and you could fall asleep right there, you closed your eyes and your consciousness almost abandoned you for a moment, that’s when you felt someone taking you up from Ivar’s lap and you whined, feeling empty and sore. 

“I’ll take care of you.” Ragnar mumbled in your ear. “Take him out, we don’t want him here.” 

You imagined he was referring to Rollo who was finally silent, or maybe you just stopped listening to your surroundings. In Ragnar's arms you did fall asleep, waking up again only when you felt a warm cloth between your legs, you quickly moved away from the touch but was stopped by a pair of hands on your legs. 

“I’m just cleaning you up.” Ragnar told you and you opened your eyes, finding him sitting by your side, you looked around and recognized his bedroom, the furs were soft against your skin and you were extremely tired. 

“Was I good?” You asked under your breath, reaching out for his hand, which he really took, taking it to his lips, spreading kisses all over it. 

“So good...” He said it against your skin and you smiled tiredly. 

After cleaning you up he snuggled by your side, covering your bodies with fur and putting your head on his chest, rubbing your hair as you slowly fell back to sleep. 

“Our best girl.” Was the last thing you heard before drifting into slumber. 

***

[fizzy-blood]

Coral again 🪸🫡

Tim / Masky nsfw headcanons PLS

Tim & Masky Headcanons🌲 [NSFW]

I ACCIDENTALLY HAD THIS POST DELETED TWICE AND I'M GOING INSANE!! Also, you're the first anon I've had that named themselves so congrats on that ^_^ also gn reader/'S/O'. Thank you so much for sending in two asks! I'll post the first one when I can <3 /p

WARNING: NSFW/18+ CONTENT [Breeding kink, spanking/hitting, orgasm denial, mentions of degrading, kinda public sex? Gun violence!!(Yay!!!/s)]

Tim

I'm gonna be honest with y'all... He's kinda vanilla.. Not that there's anything wrong with that ofc... But I know this fandom is full of freaks (ME INCLUDED)

But I do think he has some sort of breeding kink

Idk man but the idea of getting his S/O (you) knocked up just does something to him (even if that's not possible)

I feel like he would have wanted kids at some point in his life and the idea of getting you pregnant probably helps with that... Even if raising a child would be kinda impossible with his current situation...

Now... I'm gonna be honest again... He isn't super big...

It's average size so around 5 inches (12-13 cm for my fellow maple syrup drinkers... Also other non American folks)

But he's definitely got more girth than the average person!

And he's also surprisingly good in bed? Like??

He's very sweet and tries his best to be gentle (but sometimes gets a bit rougher when he's close)

If you want him to be rough or go faster he will... But he'll be asking if you're ok immediately after you both finish! (Aftercare with this man is 🤤 but more on that later)

And I did say he was very sweet so I guess I should just specify that he likes to praise you

It's very sappy for someone who's normally kinda rude to everyone but it's still a great experience!

Though he doesn't really like to shave or trim to often... But if you asked really nicely he'd probably do it a bit more often (I love hairy men 🗣️)

Masky

But Masky on the other hand? Ha! He'd spit in your face and tell you to keep quiet while he pounds into you... (... Me next... OMG WHO SAID THAT!?)

But seriously... This guy will barely talk during sex, but when he does it's almost always to degrade you or order you around

And if you don't do as he says there are two punishments

The first one only works if he had any control over you being able to finish up and cum

Aka, orgasm denial!

He'll do what he wants to do and just leave you in whatever state you're in

And if not? If he can't control you like that?

Spanking!

Now, he prefers to use his hand but will use a paddle or some sort of object if he has one nearby

But again, normally uses his hand for it

He'll force you to bend over his knees or lay across his lap so he can do it properly

He also likes making you count how many

And if you mess up? He'll start over and make you count again...

Also... Kinda unrelated but this guy loves fucking you in the middle of the woods for some reason?

Against a tree or on the ground... Doesn't really matter as long as you're outside...

And yes, a hiker did come across it once... The guy almost immediately got shot by Masky

Speaking of getting shot! He almost immediately put the guy to your head with the safety off while he was fucking you. No, he did not apologize!

Over all kind of a lot... Not bad if you're into being used like that though...

After care!!

(Masky doesn't really do aftercare so this is all Tim)

He'll lay with you for a bit before slowly getting up and stretching

After that he'll look down at you and ask if you need water or food or maybe even a bath..

If you feel like you're struggling to walk he'll try to carry around his cabin or your house (depending on where you guys were)

If you have a bath he'll sit next to the tub and talk to you, making sure you're alright and everything

And if you ask him really nicely he might even join you in there!!

After that he'll help you dry off and take you back to bed to sleep (and cuddle)

Aftercare is a 10/10 experience honestly

AHHH! FINALLY DID IT! (And I actually really liked this one) thank you again for sending in the ask and I hope you enjoyed this ^_^ and again, asks are open

-Fizz

[Also! Pill/cigarette dividers by @sister-lucifer ]

[creedslove]

Proving Dave York's marriage wasn't going that great - Equalizer 2

First of all, I'd like to remind you all besties that I'm a Dave York apologist and I will forever defend this man no matter how many atrocities he's done (and were those really atrocities? Debatable) and I have also villainized Carol and I have zero regrets about it, so let's go:

• Exhibit A: The trip to Belgium

Susan and Dave are in a virtual meeting talking about the recent case, she knows shes gonna have to travel all the way to Belgium to investigate and invites Dave, who immediately goes like "and leaving this shitty office?"

But, what if the office isn't really his main problem? What if Dave was also looking forward to leaving the house for a little while? A trip to another country seems refreshing and also the belgium chocolate? Dave's excited... And as a husband and a father of two not once he thinks of bringing his family some chocolate? It's a sign of a stressed man who needs some time on his own

• Exhibit B: the hotel hall

Dave and Susan are going over the evidence they found in the crime scene, gathering hypothesis on what could've happened and Dave says there's no records of the victim cheating on his wife with anyone, not even flirty texts and Susan is like "come on, Dave women fuck around too"

And that's Dave's reaction:

He's like: well....

(also, sorry for the horrible quality of the pic but you besties get the point and also his tummy 🤤)

And then Susan asks him when was the last time Dave sent his wife flowers and all Dave says is: "noted, noted"

So that indicates it has been a long time since Dave has sent her flowers... So the romance is dead, and if the romance is dead so is their sexual life. Was Dave thinking about the possibility of Carol herself fucking around? And let's face it, she probably is

• Exhibit C: the kitchen scene

Commonly used to prove the point that no matter if Dave's an assassin, he's also a good father, the kitchen scene reveals more about his marriage than anything else; we see Dave's got a huge, beautiful house, and then we go to the kitchen. It's spacious, nice, and modern... And messy. One of the kids is whining about grapes and going to the dentist and the other one is doing the homework and Dave and Carol? Absolutely no sign of a loving couple, no pecking on the lips, exchanging glances, a little flirting... Nothing. They are just ignoring each other, Dave's got his cup of coffee and hand and checking his phone as if he's alone.

Then when Carol goes to answer the door, he's giving his youngest daughter attention, he is a good dad, but it isn't a heartwarming interaction between them, and above all, he seems bored, like yeah the kids are cute but he's got more important things to do

And then, when Carol takes a while to come back with McCall, Dave calls her by her name twice, of course he raised his voice because she was in another room and he wanted her to hear him, but it always seemed just so dry and harsh to me and I couldn't exactly figure why it was like that, until I finally got it:

no pet names at all

Seriously?! No darling, honey, baby, sweetheart?! Just a simple dry "CAROL" a couple of times and that's it? It smells like a marriage crisis to me...

• Exhibit D: the driveway scene

The scene where McCall runs into his old team and promises to kill them all; there's enough tension as it is, they all know McCall means business and he is low-key threatening Dave's family by pretending he's so nice and friendly and wanting to get a ride

(I just need to address how dumb and careless is to allow McCall, a man she's never seen in her life get a ride with her and get so cozy around her kids, I mean yeah, he's her husband's army buddy but he's also an old man who also happens to be a complete stranger and he suddenly wants to be around her and her kids, I mean, fuck off)

And Dave knows it's likely one of the last times he's gonna see his family... And what does he do? Does he hug them? Give Carol a peck on the lips? He does NOTHING!!!

So you know what it means? Carol wasn't worthy of her husband, they didn't love each other anymore and Dave would be way better off with me instead 😉🤪

[hi-i-love-u-bitch]

I'm always a fan of characters gaining weight once they're happy and stable in their life. Especially if it's characters who had been excessively under weight, like that stereotypical "skinny pretty" that's actually very unhealthy. Like its good seeing them gain some healthy weight and muscle back on them and them feeling good about themselves too.

I also love seeing these characters' partner be really REALLY into their lover's new look. Mainly because they like seeing their partner happy but also now they look 10x hotter.

My point is that I'm projecting that onto Huskerdust and Stolitz because of fucking course I am!

Look Stolas and Angel Dust are WAY too skinny (like a lot of the characters in the Vivziepop art style are but these two are just concerningly so, at least to me) and in my little delulu fantasy where everything is fine and they're happy and healing they gain some good weight on their bones😤

Like Angel gets clean and a lot of times recovering addicts will turn to food or sweets to help curb that craving. And also if he's out of his contact with Valentino he doesn't have much to do, so he decides to also start working out. He likes pole dancing well enough, its a good workout, he's much more into cardio then weight lifting but he still uses the arm and leg weight machines between cool downs. What I'm trying to say is that overtime Angel gets an ass and thick thighs and arm muscles (not exaggeratingly so but strong and lean enough to square out his shoulders) and a strong yet soft wall of muscle around his stomach. Husk is looking SO respectfully you guys, I swear!! 👀 He is absolutely NOT turned on by the fact that Angel can easily lift and manhandled him around like a rag-doll, so sir. Or how he totally did NOT nearly pass out from all the blood rushing from his head to down south the one time he and Angel were rough housing and the spider caught Husk in a headlock between his thighs, squeezing just a touch too tight. Nope! He was so absolutely normal about his boyfriend's new look 👀

Stolas I think would have a bit of a strained relationship with food since he's had it drilled into his head at a young age that appearances are EVERYTHING to a Ars Goetia. But also Blitzø loves to cook for people, it makes him feel useful and it's a way he shows affection to those he cares about because he's not all that great with words. And the last thing Stolas ever wants to do is make Blitzø upset, especially if he put so much effort into something. So he makes an effort to eat, at least a bit, of whatever Blitzø puts in front of him. It helps that Blitzø's food is absolutely delicious and overtime it becomes easier and easier to finish his plate. Of course he notices the weight gain, hips and thighs get bigger, stomach soft, and face much rounder than before. Stolas had been worried about it at first at but at the same time it seemed that Blitzø could barely keep his hands off Stolas as is. Blitzø's is new favorite thing is to have Stolas sit on his face 🤤

[spookyserenades]

Hiiii Dana, hope you're doing so so well!! So sorry I took so long to comments on this chapter, life has been a whirlwind lately (a good one but I can barely catch up)

I read the chap a while ago but I was in a hurry so I barely remember what I wanted to say, I will sit down to reread calmly soon but for now, here are a few things I do kinda remember:

First off, I'm SO glad y/n and Tae's relationship is a bit better, even if they still have a long way to go to get back to how they were. I feel like their interaction sort off put both of their minds to a bit of ease (and I mean a TINI bit) and they both deserve to be at ease in the house so 🥳 BABY STEPS 🥳

Second off, I just love Joon more and more as each chapter goes on😭😭 Idk if anyone else is gonna agree but his character gives me the energy that a Divine Masculine is supposed to give and I just absolutely adore when he's in any scene. He's very clearly getting more comfortable around y/n and establishing his role in her life and we LOVE to see it🥹 All the kisses for him🥰

Also Jungkook is obviously still a bit of an ass most of the time, but can we appreciate how he's been gradually getting softer with y/n?? Like he doesn't bitch at her much anymore and if he does it's very clearly a jokey joke😊 Also his interaction with y/n when his antlers fell off had me CACKLING the ugliest cackle in my life

As much as I love that they were able to cleanse the house of the BITCHES spirits😒 I feel like it's a bit too good to be true?? Like it was wayyyy to easy for the threats they were posing...I'm so scared that they'll come back even stronger to haunt y/n and the boys personally

Like y/n, baby, let's upgrade those protection spells around the house PLEASE😭😵‍💫

JIN IS SUCH A SWEETIEEEEEE😭😭😭 HOUSE HUSBAND MATERIAL FRRRRR❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 The way he's so willing to educate y/n on anything with no judgment, no matter how taboo or uncomfortable the topic is😫😫😫😫 PLEASE I LOVE HIM😩

Now...

YOONGI😫YOONGI💦YOONGI🥹YOONGI❤️‍🔥YOONGI🤤YOONGI👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨YOONGI🥵YOONGI🤰YOONGIIIIIIII💒💍💥

JUST EVERYTHING ABOUT THAT MAN GOT ME PURRING AND CLAWING AT MY ENCLOSURE😭😭😭😭

AND HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH Y/N?!?!?!?! OMGGGGG HOLD ME DOWN AND SEDATE ME NOOOOW😫😫😫

Y/N LEARNING SONGS FOR HIM BROOOO YGMFU😭😭😭

AND WHEN HE OPENED UP ABOUT HIS PAST AND GOT SO SWEET SOFT AND EMOTIONAL THATS MY MAN😭😭😭

AND HIS REACTION IN THE RESTAURANT?! FUCK I CANNOT

MY SWEET ANGEL HOLY SHIT

AND THEN WHEN HE 👀🍆🍑💦?!?!

LIKE THE WAY HE

AND THEN HE

UUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHH

RAVAGE ME SIR

I NEED HIM AND ITS UNHEALTHY

🙂 All in all, loved this chapter so much!! I can't describe in words how fucking amazing your writing is; every chapter just encapsulates me and sends me into another dimension. This series is no doubt the best series I've ever read of BTS and possibly any other fandom. Just absolutely incredible, so much love for you!!❤️

-🍒

HELLO CHERRY!! I am finally answering your lovely review of Chapter Eighteen I'm very excited! I also hope you're doing well, I agree life has been so so so nuts lately (cold kicked my ass and it's hot as hell out!) BUT I digress! We do what we can!

AH okay so Tae and Y/N in chapter 18... they DID seem to take a tiny step forward but yes hard agree they have a little ways to go. Relationships are complicated and with the added bonus of all of the boys being hybrids, things get sticky LMAO. Most of them aren't used to humans treating them, well, like humans, so I think that's why hybrids such as Tae or Joon struggle with communication. That said, Y/N has all the time and patience in the world to work through the hiccups with them!

Joon BUG 😭 He really turned out to be sUCH a softie. Literally all bark minor bite. YES YES I so agree with him giving Divine Masculine vibes!!! He's very protective and comfortable being in a role of dominance, but not in a toxic way. I think he's grown to really really care for Y/N, especially since they have begun spending more time together during the investigations with Jeongguk. The fact that Y/N is interested in nurturing his interests and sharing them means a lot to Namjoon, I believe ❤️

Jeongguk the brat! I do love his comedic relief though. He might not be quite as soft as Namjoon quite yet, but he's getting closer to a Hoseok/Y/N vibe where they're besties. I like that he teases her and she teases him right back, whereas with Hoseok, Y/N is a bit more bashful with his teasing 👀 LMAOOO I love when his antlers fell off like Y/N was holding his face and he was like "this is just an average spring afternoon" 💀

Yessss I've seen others say that the cleansing might have been too easy or good to be true. We shall see if any of the spirits come back to follow the Dream Team around, but the three of them are getting to be a force to be reckoned with. They also have a lifetime of adventures together 😉

HNNNNGGGGH DON'T GET ME STARTED ON SEOKJIN. I am so incredibly down Bad for him. He's just so incredibly happy to have a safe home, where he can do whatever he likes, and explore new hobbies. That aside, he's fallen for Y/N so deeply 🥺 Considering she offers him a listening ear free of judgement, he does exactly the same. Yoonjin are both the BEST house husbands.... does that make Jimin the garage dad??? LMAO

MIN YOONGIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII 🥰🥵💕💜 Bro is way 2 sexy. He knows how to hit all the right spots if you know what I'm saying.... oof and his way with words...... goot bye

His birthday might have been my favorite one to write, it was so personal for Yoongi/Y/N's relationship 😭 He realized how deeply she loves him, or was perhaps reminded of it, and he was all heart eyes the entire evening. Clearly, he trusts her so much now that he's willing to tell her everything about himself, even about painful memories (his mom's death). Their connection through music is very special. The whole thing was swoooooon AH when he kissed her in the restaurant 🥰🥰 THAT IS OUR MANNNN

AHHH I'm so so happy you loved that chapter it was a DOOZY! Thank you so much for reading, sending in an amazing review and all of your thoughts, and being so sweet and lovely to me all the time ❤️🥺 It means so much to me, Cherry! AHHH and you flatter me 😭😭 I just love that Trouvaille has brought us together and I love YOU! 🥰💕💕💕💕

[queers-gambit]

inspired by your 'dating billy' hcs, could you maybe write something about billy trying to self-sabotage/start a fight with the reader out of insecurity and she doesn't play along and comforts him?

mmmmhhhh your mind 🤤

dating Billy HC's - for any who are interested.

Mom's Pot Roast

pairing: Billy Hargrove x female!reader

fandom masterlist: Stranger Things

word count: 1.8k+

note: i tweaked it juuuust a bit. so, it's not that she 'doesn't play along' but more so that she knows how to handle him, and dishes it right back at him. also i'm so sorry it took so long but it's here!

warnings: cursing - oh, shocker! Billy Boy being insecure, getting angry, light angst with light comfort.

"For fuck's sake," you groaned for the 8th time in 20 minutes. "Are you seriously still going on about that? Let it go, Billy! It's old now!"

"You know, it's not so easy to let go of!" Billy raged, eyes slitted and hands tightly gripping the steering wheel as he chose the 'long way' around to your house. A decision he was now regretting. "How the fuck am I supposed to feel, then, huh!? Since you know everything - tell me how I should feel about this!"

"I don't know, but getting mad at me for Jason's incessant flirting isn't the way to go, jackass!" You pointed out, rolling your eyes with more intensity than you intended; arms crossing and slumping lightly in your seat to stare out of the window.

"You used to have a crush on him! You literally told me that yourself!" Billy was fully yelling, his panic making his lungs work overtime to expel air angrily. "So, what? Am I suddenly dating a slut who wants to date me, and then fuck Jason on the side!? Behind my back!?"

"Oh, for fuck's sake!" You shouted again, shooting up in your seat to round on him with a heavy glare, hands in the air to emphasize your words as you grew beyond your frustration point. "Billy! Slow down and just listen to yourself! I don't like Jason anymore, okay? That's just laughable at this point, I spend more time ranting in anger about him than I ever did about me liking him! I don't even tolerate him because I'm stupidly in love with you, Billy! You got that? Listen to me, I wouldn't be dating you if I had feelings for anyone else, I wouldn't do that to you. So don't try to put words in my mouth, or assign blame to me when it was Mr. Hewitt who told me I was going to tutor Jason - he didn't give me an option!"

"You didn't exactly fight it! You know he and I don't get along, but then all of a sudden you're his tutor? How the fuck do you think that makes me look - or fucking feel!?"

"OH-HO-HO! I didn't know I needed to fight my teacher on his own decisions! I didn't know my boyfriend was so fucking insecure that I needed permission to do a favor for a teacher!"

"First, Mr. Hewitt didn't give you a choice - and now, you're saying shit about permission, as if you did have a fucking choice! Which is it!? "

"You sound fucking insane," you huffed, shaking your head and turning rightfully in your seat.

"Fine," he relented, finally pulling into your neighborhood. "Then when you get out, don't bother coming back."

"Excuse the fuck outta you?" You gaped at him, arms crossed tightly. "What did you say?"

"You heard me. If I'm so insecure, we don't need to be together. Then you can do what you want, when you want, with no worries about me. Congrats, you're free. Get out."

"Billy," you sighed when he pulled up in front of your house; car jerking to a halt. "That's not fucking happening - "

"It's what I want - "

"I don't give a fuck right now!" You raged now, flipping the script on him as he flinched from the sound of your voice. "We're not breaking up because of this - that's fucking stupid! You didn't care about what I wanted earlier - so, I don't care now! If you wanna break my heart, you need a damn good reason to do it!"

"I don't know what else to do - "

"Fucking talk to me," you begged, chest heaving from anger, and now, sadness. "Fucking fight with me! Show me you still care! Please! What's really going on? Why're you acting like this?"

Billy sighed, deflating into his seat as he threw his car in park; hands raising to his exasperated face. "I don't know, sweetheart..." He whispered. "I don't know anymore."

"No, you do. You do know. Only you know, because it's your emotions, your head. Just tell me," you tried again. "Please talk to me, don't shut me out."

"I just - " He cut himself off with a harsh sigh, nodding slowly. "I guess you said it before..."

"What'd I say?"

"'M insecure," he mumbled, shaking his head. "And seeing you with Jason all week drove me fuckin' mad. I know before I came to town, you had a crush on him - "

"We're talking middle school, you know that?" You sighed softly. "Billy, when we were in the 8th grade, yeah, I might've had a crush on Jason for a summer or two. I grew outta that, but then, yeah, you showed up, and flipped my world upside down, completely made me fall in love." You reached over and managed to catch one of his hands, placing it in your lap with a sigh before continuing, "And I knew you were who I wanted - not Jason, not Eddie, not Steve fucking Harrington, not Tommy Hagen - or Tommy Elis! I wanted you - "

"If you wanted any of them, you could have them."

"Yeah, you're right," you nodded slowly. "And remember that when I remind you that you are the only one I fucking want. Okay? Bee, seriously, you don't get to just break up with me 'cause you're upset. That's not fair. Not to me."

"I know," he whispered, brows slowly crinkling as he shut his eyes.

"You promised you wouldn't hurt me..."

"I won't - "

"Well, picking at us like this is hurtful," you pointed out softly, tightening your grip on his hand. "You said you would be part of my peace, but you're picking these fights and threatening to break up - th-that I'm worried you actually want to break up."

Billy was quiet for a moment, but it was a moment too long.

"Oh, my God," you whimpered, pulling your hand back. "You want to break up, don't you?"

"No, baby, hey," Billy pulled himself out of his self pity when he realized your thoughts had taken over. He reached over to snatch your hand back, seeing the tears instantly filling your eyes. "No, baby, hey, I'm so sorry. I don't want to break up, you hear me? I don't want to be without you. I'm so sorry," he whispered, yanking you into his embrace.

You whined a little and snapped the seatbelt off, climbing over the center console, and settling on his lap. He sighed when you folded instantly on-top of him, arms tight around your waist to let your face push into the junction of his neck and shoulder.

"You know I hate it when you do this," you whispered finally. "I get that you're insecure, baby, I really do, but I'm here with you, not against you. I just want to be with you. Fuck, you're all I want - I don't want to be without you, either."

"I'm sorry, pet," he repeated.

"No," you sighed, "I'm sorry, because I knew you didn't like him, and I knew I could've gone to Mr. Hewitt to refuse. I'm sorry I didn't."

He nodded meekly, "Doesn't make this right. Doesn't make what I said and how I was actin' okay. You don't deserve that."

You smiled a bit, pulling back to pet over his cheeks, "It's okay. I know how you get, but you gotta stop throwing up every obstacles in my way, I'm just here to help you."

"I know," he groaned a bit, flopping his head back to the headrest of the carseat. "Fuck, I know I fucked up - "

"No, hang on, stop that," you sighed, doing your best not to deflate backwards as you would ram into the horn of his steering wheel. "Will you just pause, please? Billy, you get so wrapped up in your own head that you kinda miss the point of things. I love you, and I'm here to help you - comfort you - love you. I can't do that if you're trying to pull the rug out from under me, okay? I'm sorry I had to raise my voice, but I know you don't listen unless I get loud. So, look, if you can just promise the next time we fight, you'll actually just pause for a moment, then I promise I'm not going anywhere. I'll always be here to help you navigate your head and heart, but don't push me away. Sometimes I think you really want me gone."

"Nah," he whispered, "I don't want you gone, baby. No matter what I say when I'm angry, let me tell you now, when I'm feeling remorse, that I don't ever want you gone." He sighed, letting his eyes lift to his car's roof, then drop back to your eyes; lips shifting as he then swallowed. "I promise you, whenever we fight, I'll pause a little, and I'll try to listen to you. I'm sorry, baby, I don't wanna be without you, but fuck, seeing you with another guy..."

"It made you think about actually seeing me with someone else? In case we ever broke up?"

He nodded, a tear falling from the corner of his eye, "You always could read me better than I could."

You sighed, leaning in to rest your forehead on his, petting your fingertips down his cheek after sweeping your thumb to clear the tears off his skin. After a calming moment, you lowered your lips to his, letting them mold and fold together slowly, pulling back to assure in a whisper against his lips, "I'm not going anywhere."

He nodded, "I love you. So much, baby, 'm so sorry."

You smiled lightly, "I love you, too, and this fight is officially over, right?" He nodded again, making you smile, "Now... Do you wanna come in? Don't you have that English paper due?"

Billy chuckled, "You actually gonna help me?"

"Did you read The Canterbury Tales?"

He paused, "Well... No... Not really..."

"So, yeah, I'm gonna help. You need it."

Then, Billy pouted, "Are we really working?"

"Yes," you laughed a little, leaning in to peck his lips. "But if you finish the essay before midnight, I'll suck you off...?"

Billy laughed loudly, doubling forward into your chest - letting your arms coil around his neck to hold him in place. You felt his lips peck over your neck before nuzzling his nose into your pulse point, "Good deal, pretty girl. All right, yeah," he sighed again, "let's go in."

"Mom made dinner," you smiled at him, pecking his temple as you pushed some curls behind his ear. "Rumor has it, she made pot roast again..."

Billy perked up some, "Forreal?"

"Mhm. But we gotta get the introduction paragraph done before we have any. Deal?"

He paused, "You drive a hard bargain... But for head and your mom's pot roast, I'll accept."

"I knew it," you laughed some, leaning in to peck his lips again. "C'mon, Grumpy Gills," you opened his car door, taking his hand in your own to pull him behind you.

[gemini-sensei]

Uhhh the whole Demetri cockwarming thing is now stuck in my brain.

I could imagine where they basically have sex all over the house and then somehow end up on the couch. Full on naked, Demetri has her on his lap with his cock inside her, helping to keep her stuffed full of the multiple loads he put in her. He’s just rubbing her tummy as they watch tv, dick twitching in her tight creamy pussy.

Fuuuuck. Just marathon sex all over the house, in every room, on every surface imaginable 🤤Demetri is a fiend.

He'll take it as a challenge of some kind or it was said as a stupid joke and it gave him a great idea. It starts off in the bedroom and ends in the living room. Their clothes have been long abandoned somewhere, though for a while there Reader still had her panties on. He just pulled them aside when he was ready to get his dick wet or pulled them down to her knees, putting them back into place so his cum will pool in them. However, they became too soaked with cum after a while and he tossed them, opting to watch whatever was going to spill out leak down her thighs.

He's pulling her through every room, barely getting down the hall before he's pushing her up against it and fucking her there right. They barely say anything about where they're going or what they're doing, sharing breathless kisses and giggles from time to time. He beds her over the dinner table and the bathroom counter; he lays her out on his desk, the bed in te guest room, the floor when he can't wait to get somewhere else. He pins her to the wall or the edge of the kitchen island and pulls her leg over his hip. He puts her in a fullnelson and just fucks her in the middle of the living room. He shoves her front against the window over looking their front yard, anyone could walk by and see her fat, hickey covered tits squished against the glass, watch her get fucked and take another load deep in her cunt.

When they're too tired to go any further, Demetri scoops Reader up and brings her to the couch. He sits and he pulls her onto his lap, guiding his cock to her sensitive, used, puffy, cum covered pussy. She sinks down effortlessly and lays back against his chest, and he wraps his arms around her and snuggles her close. He kisses the harsh bruising hickeys on her neck and shoulders, soothing them with a few lashes of his tongue. He'll put on a movie for them to watch or her favorite show to binge, letting things calm down as they relax.

Except their still horny. His cock is rock hard buried in her tight little cunt. It twitches and her walls squeeze him. She presses her thighs together and whines, then wiggles her hips. He's rubbing his hands all over her, one over her full, slightly bloated belly, knowing she's full of his cum and he's plugging it up I'm her. But even after all they've done, their bodies still want more. She desperately, tiredly tries to grind her ass against him, but it does little to bring them to orgams.

She whines about it and he shushes her, kissing her cheek. "Let me worry about it, babe," he tells her, taking hold of her hips. He starts moved her back and forth on her lap, gently now. She moans and he bites his lip. "Just watch your show, I've got this."

He grinds her on him then bounces her a little. Before long, their sensitive bodies are reacting. She's coming all over him, milking his cock for all he has left to give. He shoots another load into her already full womb, sighing happily.

He lays them down on the couch, still buried in her warm cunt, and makes sure she's comfortable. He grabs the throw blanket off of the back of the couch and lays it over them; kts not big enough for him bjt it's perfect for her. She snuggles into him and watches TV, his hand on her belly, rubbing it as he thinks of her and the potential consequences of their actions 😏

[1000night]

DILF HP AU

Okay so let's start our DILF HP AU 🤤🤤🤤

Settings: So you're the new and one of the four girls enter Hogwarts, the university of Magic.

Warnings:have smut so midor don't interactions, and don't like don't read. Polyamory, chubby and short readers.

All my characters has the tend to be soft dark

Gryffindor

Sunshine and Grumpy trope

You know cats love sunshine and most of them are only share prcious with their family.

When you first show up in the Open Ceremony and be sorted to Gryffindor, they claimed you.

You want some chivalry Princess or knights? Well, you do have eight of them but they're beasts with human guise.

You think the most easy going ones are Steve or Hal? Well, you're not wrong. They're gentle and couldn't stare at you like you're a prey. And they're always try to warn other boys don't do something to let you feel shyness and feel uncomfortable (though you always feel hot under their stares)

But Steve's the first one enter your door room and always brushed your arms, chests , waist or hips 'unintentionally'.

As for Hal, there's a period of time, when your period near, you'd dream about those boys...something...unholy.

You dreamed that the boys are take turns to eat you out and Hal usually is the longest and make you scream the loudest.

Your whimpers and moans always trigger his lust and his sinful tongue would send you to the cloud nine.

“So pretty...taste so good, Sunshine. Give me more, come on. Just one more...” He would hold your thighs and spread them wider, his other hand would stroke your breast, pinch the harden nipples.

When your hips buckle up to rub on his face, he sipps your juice loudly.

“Atta' girl. Always so sweet, so good for me. And so responsive.” He licks a long stripe on your clit and curl his tongue to play with your nerve bundle, you shiver and the tighten coil in your stomach snaps.

He devours whatever you give him down his greedy mouth and laps you clean. He gives your trembling thighs several feather kisses and he look up at your eyes.

“Not enough, Sunshine. I'm starving and cold. Now, you can warm me up, right?”

And he crawls up, hover over you while he undoes his boxers.

You're too stunning and so fucked out that you can't think straight now.

He spears into you slowly and sigh in relief, he gives your sore pussy some pets and shallow thrusts to let her adjust his size and girth.

He kisses your forehead and nuzzle into your neck.

“Now, sleep, we have classes tomorrow and I have to wait until next week.”

Hufflepuff

Friends to lovers trope

This house has the most best actors and the nerdy guy.

They're all friendly to you and always help you finish your struggles.

But they all think they're not attractive like other houses(Especially from Gryffindor). Or have other conditions to attract women.

So, you want to repay them as their friends.

Only if you know that's one of the traps...

You're sitting on Dennis, and Ryan are kissing you sloppy. His large and warm hands roam around your sweaty body, squeeze your heavy breasts and he moans.

While your hands are stroking Ryan's length.

“You feels so good, Sweetheart. Such a pretty little thing. So soft and plump, and you taste divine.”

“And she's so kind to let us have her sweet pussy and touch her goddess body. Ah, Sweetheart, I don't know what I done to deserve this.”

You pants and try to find words when they kiss down your neck, Ryan sucking your nipple while his hand rolls the either one, and Dennis nipps and leave small hickeys down your back.

“Don't, don't say that, you two are worthy...Oh fuck! Right there Denny, please please please, ah...!”

You can feel the cocks grow hard then seconds ago and their thrusts became more rough.

“ Say that again, Sweetheart. Please praise me more...oh God I'm gonna cum.”

You can hear Dennis started to sob, Ryan buries his head into your breasts and bite the soft flesh gently. But his hands are cover yours on his cock and stroking faster

“Ngh...You are both handsome and strong, everytime I saw your bodies, those chest, those abs, and oh god those thighs, I would feel so horny and I have to change my soaked panties.”

“And look at those hands! Those huge, slender and beautiful hands. I wish they could hold my waist or hips or my breasts when I feel tired or just hole me. And it's even better to let me snuggle into them, or let me suck them when I anxious—!”

The men both increase the pace and growl while you screaming for the feelings mix pain and pleasure.

“Oh, oh! Sweetheart, I, I can't hold it anymore.”

“Cum for me, boys. Fill me up please.”

Your words is the last straw, your bodies are shaking and still feel dizzy.

“That's... that's so amazing. Thank you Sweetheart.” Dennis nuzzles your temple with his cheek , and slowly pull out.

Your eyes widen when you see the thick fluid in the condom. Dennis blushed and give you a shyly smile.

Ryan back with a wet clothes and clean his mess on your chest to your tummy.

Ryan kisses your forehead.

“We love you, Sweetheart. And thank you for doing this for us.”

[mooifyourecows]

What food do y’all have in good ol’ ‘Mercia?

all of it

honestly though it depends on where you are. America is a big immigrant country, with people from all over the world bringing their authentic food with them. if you're in a big city with a big variety of people (Chicago, NYC, LA, etc), you can pretty much find ANY kind of cuisine possible. If youre touring around Chicago and suddenly think "MAN i could really go for some moi moi rn..." you're in luck! you can easily find a nigerian restaurant to meet your needs no problemo!

now if you're in a small, podunk one stoplight town, variety is a lot harder to find. You WILL almost always have Mexican food as an option though. Good mexican food too. made by actual mexicans. i've been to a lot of mexican restaurants here in America on account of it is my favorite and I've never encountered one owned or operated by non mexicans. other than like... fast food like taco bell and such. white people mexican restaurants don't last long because they have to compete with authentic deliciousness and that's just not possible (obviously this is just my personal experience and i have not been to EVERY town in america so i'm sure there are some exceptions)

Different parts of the country have different popular foods. In coastal states you'll find a lot of seafood, naturally. Maine is rollin in lobster (joke about lobster rolls), and you'll find several different types of BBQ, from Texas to Kansas City to Memphis to a backyard near you 🫵. Southern Soul Food is one of my faves, what with the jambalaya and the gumbo and the corn bread and mac and cheese and so on and so forth, deliciously 🤤 (i swear if i ever make it to New Orleans one of these days, i'm not going home without gaining at least 50lbs)

We have a big pizza culture here and you can find different pizza types all over the country. There's some debate about which pizza is the BEST pizza, mainly with Chicago deep dish and NYC style in a neverending battle of butting heads. (personally i'm just happy to get any pizza so i can't say who is better)

Then there's the stuff like Philly Cheese steak, the Reuben, pies (so many pies, but namely apple and pumpkin are the big ones), New England Clam Chowder, buckeyes, cheese curds, tex-mex, etc.

Diners are kinda the backbone of American eating, if you ask me, because you're destined to find diners everywhere. they're comforting, they're familiar, they have big menus, and they're within budget. Diners usually serve breakfast all day too, so you can swing in late in the evening (or even in the middle of the night) and order a big plate of chicken and waffles and a warm slice of apple pie à la mode any damn time you want!

I hear non americans are always baffled by biscuits and gravy, because it definitely doesn't LOOK appetizing but it's SO good. country gravy with a spicy sausage on fresh, flaky biscuits? Yall i'm gettin hungry just thinking about it. that was the meal i ate, hungover, after my 21st birthday, and i didn't regret a single bite mmMMm

i also hear that non americans don't eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches but those are a big part of American culture, especially when you're a kid. aint nothin hit harder at lunchtime than takin a big ol bite of a gooey pb&j and chasin it with ice cold milk

Thanksgiving dinners are also iconically American food culture. gettin 20 of your family members together in one house, cookin a big ass turkey and serving it with a plethora of homestyle sides like stuffing, cranberry sauce, green bean casserole, mashed potatoes, yams, mac and cheese, buttERNUT SQUASH, ACORN SQUASH, PUMPKIN PIE OH MAN OH MY i think i need to eat something before i gnaw through my arm

there's great native food too! frybread and succotash and what not. corn is a big thing for the indigenous people here and they popularized a lot of uses for it. I unfortunately haven't had a lot of it so i can't really speak on what's great and all, but if you just look up Native American food, you will see corn's influence lol

and OF COURSE we got the hamburgers and hot dogs. i know that fast food joints like mcdonalds have spread everywhere these days like a blight on the earth, but they're like... gas station burgers in comparison to the good stuff you can get. same with hotdogs. like i know that you can buy hotdogs from the store in a lot of places (for some reason in jars of liquid in the UK, i learned recently, which is..... fun) but they're not the same as getting a delicious hotdog with the works at a baseball game, you know? it's not the SAME. there's so much variety with what you can do with burgers and hotdogs! and Americans love to grill. it's pretty normal for households to have a grill they bust out every summer for backyard BBQs and cookouts.

anyway, i can't really tell you more about specific foods only in america because i genuinely don't know which foods here haven't either been brought over from somewhere else or have breached containment and gone off to other countries. i sometimes see restaurants in other countries have a "USA style" food and it seems to almost always be the most comically disgusting thing i've ever seen. (like pizza with fries and hot dogs as toppings lmaoooo)(ngl tho, i'd try it)

if anybody has some iconic American food to mention, feel free to do so! 👀

[taintedsoul-if]

very much looking for the update!! congrats on your progress B) sad that will leave ada and her mother old but grippy pussy (still giggling at the drama like oh my gawd bruh oh hell nah man what the fuck LMAO) behind but i'm excited to see how transmigrating will go especially when we do encounter cadmus who will malewife, mansplain and manipulate mc (romantic), i have a question btw you said hed go "student MC do I know you?" does that mean hes like older.... or is that how students talk to each other cause if its the first one lord have mercy blushing and shit but not surprising he seems to be the type into roleplay

Cadmus is very ancient. 👀. Sleeping for two millennium. But even though Cadmus is soooo old, he still has the face of a "young boy". While I am on this topic. Where Cadmus mother comes from has a tradition. When a child reach ten years old, (toddler stage) a mask is suppose to be worn. It is not suppose to be taken off. Basically this mask, is merged as one with another person's face. The only way this mask can come off, is if it is taken off by one's bonded.

From ones perspective when they're looking at Cadmus/Atticus, they'll be greeted by the sight of a cold mask. While from the MC perspective they can see Cadmus and Atticus features clearly.

Example:

Student A: Cadmus why're you wearing a mask?

MC: *looks at Cadmus face in confusion* what mask? He's not wearing any mask! Student A, are your eyes okay? I think you should get them checked out before this problem worsen.

Student B: MC you're the one with the eye problem! Look closely! There is an exquisite gem inline mask on his face!

And back to your question. MC accused Cadmus of breaking into their house. MC even further went on to saying Cadmus is following them. (Poor Cadmus getting accused of things he didn't do on his first day of school). So what happened is that, with a devious look in his eyes, he's going to lean forward. "Student-" pauses for a moment. "MC do I know you? I am a law abiding citizen! Furthermore did you report this act of burglary to the law enforcers?"

The MC stares at him blankly.

"MC what did this person looked like?" Cadmus asked, pinching the MC fingertips.

"Like you. He looked like you!"

Cadmus eyes brightened. "Student MC, even before meeting me, you've dreamt about me?!" 💀

Honestly Cadmus is shameless. At this point the MC gave up completely. How thick can ones face be?! But on a serious note, Cadmus doesn't want to scare the MC away, so he's pretending as if he has only met them for the first time. So for now, yes he's roll playing/messing around with the MC.

As for the drama between Ada and her mom.... hey the poor child. Ada boyfriend continued sleeping with Ada's mom because the mom, knew what she was doing, while Ada... 👀. Ada loves a man taking control of her pleasure. And the boyfriend was the type that just wanted to lie back and watch Ada do her work. His favorite position was actually cow girl. Because of that, most time he didn't cum..... Because Ada's knees bottom out just as he reach the peak. 😂

One time he lashed out at her. He said to Ada. "You're not the girl I fell inlove with!"

Ada: "And you're not the man I fell inlove with! When will you care about my pleasure for once?! Before you moved into my house, we had a good thing going! You used to fuck me like a real man, now all you do, is lie on the bed waiting for me to pleasure you! Sometimes I wonder who's the man in the relationship! Where did the man who use to fuck me against the windows go? 🤤 Or the one who used to bend me over the pool table at the bar go?! The one who used to suffocate me, until my body convulsed and I fucking fall to pieces! Sometimes I fucking wonder if you switched places with your twin brother! Even a dog fucks his bitch better than you fuck me!"

(Personally if I was a man... I would try to rectify this situation. Imagine being compared to a dog?!)

So to take revenge. He fucked her mom.... It wasn't really an Ada problem. It's just that he's laid back. Home boy got comfortable. Why work hard when she's already his fiancee? If it weren't for his twin brother, he wouldn't be doing this anyway. 💀

Anyways anon, thank you for the ask. Have a wonderful day!

[lokisprettygirl]

The Night screams at the Slumber Island... aka Minola fic...

...TSNATSI...oh, it's not the name anymore 😢😅, it's the Minola fic now 😁 and Minola scares me 😟

...what the hell is going on there? I'm so confused.

What about the people in the village. Why didn't the taxi driver Phil brought y/n directly to her house and Loki seemed to appear suddenly out of nowhere, she was told there are no direct neighbours ? And Loki said he lives right in front of her?

Why are they all so unkind? (Exept Steve..). I would understand when they were distant. Y/n is new there but they're really mean. What about the woman who called her a whore. Her dress is tattered? Full lenght dress? And she wondered about y/n dress 'a dress like that'? It seems like she had never seen a dress like this before...The life there seemed as if it was pushed back 50 years....maybe more? Are they all still alive there? Are they a group of deathless 🤣🤣🤣? I have a vivid imagination 🙂🙃🤣. And...I would never buy meat or anything else in a store where it smells of death? 🤔 and do you really have to tell a grown up woman how to handle fresh meat (wash and freeze it)? Why did Steve ask her to do so? Is it even fresh 😳😂😳

Now let's talk about Loki...after I stopped drooling over his appearance in the first chapter, I wondered about how quickly he started to use pet names for a woman he doesn't know 🤔. Is it really just an old or forced habit? Where does it come from? He's nice and kind, there's no doubt about it but....

So he is a musician, he sells his stuff under a pseudonym...(okay, I'm drooling again 🤤🤣)

and nobody there is curious about that...is he a ghost, an immortal? Is he the god y/n's mother used to worship? Her mother was really into it? Was? What is with her mother now? And he can be wherever he wants ...

His house is always totally lit up, like a lighthouse in the dark night ...so mysterious. When they talked about ghosts...I believe y/n that she heard a woman's scream...it wasn't just the wind, but Loki tried to convince her otherwise...why?

'Are you a believer?' 'Believer?' 'Ghosts' 'No I don't think so, I have never encountered anything like that so no.' 'A skeptic I see' 'I believe what I see from my own eyes.' 'Really?.....' 'Well anything can happen on this island my dear, be careful, your eyes can fool you but your heart won't.'

You nodded in agreement....because you trusted him. Y/n's trauma seems to be very deep, so he raped her? Poor thing, that's horrible and the worst 😭. She feels so uncomfortable around men and Loki can clearly sense it...he has a really good sense for all of her feelings...👀👀. Nonetheless y/n feels butterflies in her stomach when she thinks about him...☺️...he is polite, pays her attention (placed his book down), y/n seems to be not used to it...hehe and the classic : borrow some milk from your handsome neighbour 😉 (me still drooling😆). Somehow he's always there and always ready to help her.

When they talked about the ghosts, y/n asked Loki "How long have you been here for?"....he didn't give her an answer 🤔👀👀...instead of an answer he offered her a cup of tea...strange, very strange.

And then the very last part of the chapter...HOLY SHIT MINOLA, ARE YOU CRAZY...YOU SCARED ME TO DEATH💀💀

This is so good my Queen 👑. I'm sorry for the many questions 😅😅 but I'm so in love with this story and patience will be needed to see where it all ends up 😅😁

I love you, my Queen 👑 and I wish you a wonderful spooky weekend 💕🧡🎃🧡💕

🖤🤎💀💚💀🤎🖤

You are asking me questions I cannot answer 😂

But

But

But

The answer is in there 🤣

Ohhh maybe Steve thought since she's from big city and all she may not to be used to buying fresh meat or freshly cut meat should I say.

I think he's definitely sort of kind of itsy bitsy teeny tiny attracted to her 👀

Borrow milk yes? Borrow his everything, he seems the type to give it all away 😂

Classic loki with his suspicious cups of tea 😂

Thank you my queen, your excitement has made me very excited 😭🥺💚 love you very much 💖

[kisscookin]

FUTURE SPOUSE'S NASTY THOUGHTS ABOUT YOU

— nsfw tarot pick a card reading—

hi! it's KissCookin again ♡ I prepared another tarot pick-a-card reading and now we are diving deeeeeeep into your future spouse's nasty thoughts about you and their dirty fantasies. pick a picture that you feel most pulled into. check out channeled songs at the end of reading!

I got so fucking much requests about nasty, juicy, 18+ reading, so here we go!

don't forget to check my previous work here! also, please give me feedback, since it's my first nasty tarot reading. every single message from you motivates me to do more, and more! after reading pac, comment or reblog, which team you've chosen. I'm super curious! claim that energy honey. 🤤😈

TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ description of sex. if you feel uncomfortable or you're under the age of consent, do not read this pick-a-card. then, see you next time.

if you need private reading, DM me! ♡

astrology placements may apply to both you or your future spouse birth chart, especially — Sun, Moon, Ascendant, Venus, Mars, 8th house sign, Eros, dominant planet. but, it doesn't have to. take only what resonates.

I apologise in advance for any grammar, orthography, language mistake. I don't own any of these pictures or gifs.

do not repost on any other platform without my clear consent. respect my work

LEFT — TEAM 1, TEAM 2, TEAM 3 — RIGHT

TEAM 1

[it's written from your future spouse's prespective. I assume, that for most of you, your future spouse is male. if not, please flip the message to match your situation. for example: doing blowjob —eating pussy out]

astrology placements — Jupiter dominant, Taurus/Venus dominant, Pisces, Aries, Uranus dominant, Moon dominant

the lovers, the devil rx, five of wands, wheel of fortune, the fool, two of cups

"sex with you. oh shit. unbelievable. addictive. it feels so good, so surreal. it's like heaven on the earth. when I'm intimate with you, whole world vanishes, nothing else matters. you and I. two bodies, one soul. we merge together. don't you feel that? we are destined to cross our paths and come into union, create intimacy — a sacred space. with you I feel free. nothing holds me back. no chains, no restrictions. sex with you feels so holy, so nurturing, so healing, so satisfying, so fulfilling. I'm literally on cloud nine. when I see your body I can't control myself. blood rushes inside my body, to my sex organs. one piercing look from you and I feel my length growing, pulsating, yearning for your sweet pussy, looking for its house. your body makes me hard instantly. I fantasise about you tieing my down to bed, restricting me. isn't that funny? sex with you is freeing but I want you to limit my movements. i want you to use me. treat me like your toy, just to please yourself. ruin my body and my mind. whisper sweet nothings into my ear. talk dirty to me and blindfold me. tell me everything that you want to do to my body. tell me that I was bad boy, and now you have to punish me. edge me for hours. naughty boys don't cum. bite my skin, mark me as yours. Next day when I go out, I want to show the world every single hickey you made, I wanna show that I'm yours and I'm owned by you. nothing else will ever catch my attention like you do. kiss my body from ear to toe when I'm laying here on our bed completely naked. bare body, bare soul. I hide nothing from you. you know that. maybe in past I had hurt you and I didn't treat you the way you deserved, but now I learned from my mistakes and I'm ready to fully commit to you. I don't see nothing but you. damn, I'm repeating myself. but it's just my mind. it's not in the right state when I'm around you. you occupy literally every single braincell in my brain. I'm so lucky to have you in my life. sometimes I may be cold and hard to love, but my love, know that I'm always by your side, willing to help you and please you. I wanna try every position you want. you choose. its all about you. I was born to please you. your breasts. fuck. your nipples got me weak, on my knees. I want to suck your soul out of your body. your skin smells flourish. let me release all sexual tension that I hide inside me. raw emotions, skin slapping, wet spots on my things, your nails digging deep into my skin, soft moans in lingering in my ears, your face expressions. fuck. I'm so deeply in love with you. I want to try sixty-nine with you. I want to eat your pussy from behind. I just intuitively know, you desire me the same way I desire you. I feel super sexy thanks to you. I eventually accepted my body, my love. aren't we destined to be together? at the end of the day I also fantasise about having family with you. you're gonna be amazing, nurturing, lovely mother....." ♡

means I wanna sixty-nine with you... no shit

TEAM 2

[it's written from your future spouse's prespective. I assume, that for most of you, your future spouse is male. if not, please flip the message to match your situation. for example: doing blowjob —eating pussy out]

astrology placements — Leo/Sun dominant, Jupiter dominant, Taurus, Saturn dominant, Pisces

temperance, king of swords, six of cups, knight of cups the magician, ten of pentacles

"you know that I desire you, right? you feel it in every single part of your your body, especially your private parts. you can't hide it. i can feel your pussy throbbing when you sit on my laps. you blush when I touch your thighs, when I trace my fingers under your cute skirt. are you nervous? no need to be... you're angel from heaven, but once you enter my bed room, you turn into uncontrollable sex demon. lady on streets and devil in the sheets. you like being treated like little whore, don't you? you like getting on your knees for me. when you give me blowjob, I feel so masculine, so powerful. deepthroats...... shit. unbelievable. I love when you give me that embarrassed, ruined look while your mouth is full and your hands are performing miracles. hell yeah, I'm in the clouds. you are so talented honey. your eyes filled with tears, ruined make up, little drops of cum in the corner of your beautifully shaped lips. Good girl. that's what I like. I love the idea of you being fully submissive to me — being on all fours, blindfolded, tied up, your hair in my hand, pulling you so you can beautifully arch your back. you know I'm straight forward. nothing will stop in pleasing my personal toy. I want to fill your every hole with cum. I want to see white liquid dropping out of you, while youre asleep after out rough session. I love doggy style. I love pulling your hair back and having access to your amazing neck. I want to give you multiple hickeys to remind you who's your master. I wanna bite your earlobe and tell you how good are you at taking my member. I feel you constantly getting wetter and wetter. do you even see how desperate you are? your mind is fogged, your vision is blurred, your legs are shaky, your words are incomprehensible, cum leaking out of you. I fucking love it. I know do you do too. I want to show you off. I want to fuck you in front of a mirror, so you can see yourself getting ruined. finally princess has lost her attitude. little brat should be spanked. look at yourself. can't even close their mouth from pleasure. little slut, only mine. I also want to do it in luxury hotel, in big ass window so people that are passing by can see you being in total, mind-blowing pleasure. your big breasts are beautiful, that pirecing/mark on them can get me hard instantly. I want titty fuck. I want to make love to you all day long — right after waking up, before breakfast, after breakfast, lunchtime, evening, under shower, in the night. I want you to ride my dick with your hands tied behind your back, struggling to keep balance. pathetic babe, wanting to pleasure master, losing their mind in process. you are so damn loud. I'm happy seeing you so relaxed and opened sexually to me. we often get kinky, but don't forget about our special connection that we share. we are divine soul mates. Best friends. spouses. Best fuck mates. Full package. nothing will ever make me stop loving you my beautiful. you deserve all happiness in the world. you don't know, but after steamy sessions, when you finally lay safe in my arms, I cry from overflowing happiness. you're rare gemstone. I'm so lucky that I've found you. I always admire your beauty, I touch your cute pointy nose. you're really best love I could ever imagine....." ♡

sorry if I gave you random erection.... probably thinking that I'm telekinetic. wait, you're fan of a magic? puff! pussy like alakazam. I heard from a friend of a friend, that dick was 10 of of the 10

TEAM 3

[it's written from your future spouse's prespective. I assume, that for most of you, your future spouse is male. if not, please flip the message to match your situation. for example: doing blowjob —eating pussy out]

astrology placements — Cancer/Moon dominant, Leo, Sagittarius/Jupiter dominant, Mercury dominant, Mars dominant, Taurus

four of pentacles, six of pentacles, three of pentacles, king of swords, ace of cups, king of wands

"because of you, I'm like phoenix. you saved, healed me when I was at my lowest. and I'm so thankful for that. I became completely different person thanks to your energy and emotions. I was able to open up, to loose my cold, intimidating exterior. it feels like your love gave me new life. I'm so vigorous and I have strong stamina because of your uplifting energy... I want to make love to you for a very long time. I'm obsessed and I'm not even trying to deny this feeling. your eyes, your, movements, your moans, your taste, your pussy is so addictive. intoxicating. I love kissing you, you are super skilled at it. your tounge is so warm, only for me. deep kisses with you is what live for. I love your hand jobs. fuck. your hands are my weakness. when you touch me, when you massage me, when you hold my hand, when you scratch my back, when you grip my hair — it's so fucking good. I can't stop thinking about it, even hours, days after our intercourse. I replay images over and over in my head. one day I would love to film a sextape with you. I wanna dim the lights, light up some candles, change fresh sheets, give you some tasty food and lay you down and slowly eat your pussy out, while you moan softly and try to ride my tounge. you know what? fuck it. sit on my face, choke me, show me your wild side and let me treat you like a fucking queen. you are worthy my love. I love slow sensual sex with you. I love having all my senses heightened. kiss me deeply, moans into my mouth. I wanna cum with you at the same time, release inside of you, making you future mom of our kids. show me how much can you take? how many orgasms can I give you? I can give you countless cums, but can you bear that amount of pleasure? I wanna take my time, do my duty slowly, to the point when you get super impatient and you start rubbing your wet core against my hot body. I wanna see you wet, WET. I want to hold your tiny waist when you ride me like crazy. I want to suck your breast, give you hickeys on your boobs. I love seeing you struggle taking my big dick all at once into your tiny pussy. shit, I love the size difference between us. I wanna praise you and make you feel good in your body and mind. I wanna make you feel sexy and desired. I'm totally aware that you're femme fatale and at the end you're gonna be the one who ruined me. but I'm cool with that. ruin me as much you want. my dear, I want to test all of the existing sex toys in the world on you. anal plugs, any kind of vibrators, colorful dildos. even double dildo. the thought of having sex with you under the shower, in water is making my mind go fucking crazy. you know, I'm freaky too. I wanna clip your nipples and I wanna use cute handcuffs of you. I want to choke you 🥺 whenever we are apart from each other due to our responsibilities, I wanna have phone sex with you. guiding you to please yourself, encouraging and praising you, making you cum, just by using my voice. how cute... what do you feel about risky, public sex? I know you're very much into it. you love adrenaline. sex in your parents house? imagine, sex in your old room, while rest of your family happily plays board games not aware, that their daughter is being ruined by huge dick in other room.... I know that you're down for it my lovely baby. I know that you're fucking down for it. I got your body and spirit anyways........" ♡

I don't love her no more...

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Kiss Cookin

[clefairymuke]

Levi making you record yourself while he pounds into you 🤤

PAIRING: levi x reader

WARNINGS: rough oral (m. receiving), unprotected vag. sex, dom/sub, degradation/humiliation, name calling (sl*t, wh*re, b*tch<3), levi is mean af, dumbification, on camera, possessive!levi, brat tamer!levi, a little bit of a size kink, exhibitionism, live recording, marking, a lil manhandling if you squint, overstim/crying

lord god. you’re a genius. welcome to my first drabble. nsfw under the cut! i hope you enjoy <3

requests | masterlist | personal blog

↣i'm working some other interesting requests right now for one shots, but i want to write more drabbles. send your requests plz. i'm in a very levi/eren type of mood (yeah kylie what's fucking new), but i can be convinced.

↣ i promise there's a safe word, even though i suck and therefore didn't mention it. in my mind palace i just kinda imagined it like my relationship, where they've been together for so long they know p much every fantasy the other one has & they've been fucking long enough to know each other's limits, so the safeword is like rarely discussed. i need to start including them more, but i haven't thought about mine in like two years lmao.

levi secretly loves taking you out to show you off — not that he’d ever admit it. under the table, his fingers are digging so deep into your thigh you’re sure you’re bruising as you chat with his colleagues. but he’s also biting back one of those nasty, malicious little smirks at the sight of their eyes wandering down the neckline of your dress. you laugh a little too enthusiastically at erwin’s joke, dainty little hand brushing flirtatiously across the man’s chest, and his grin is gone. “you’re fucking mine tonight.”

you’ve been with him long enough to push his limits, of course. levi would never have a chance to fuck you like he wants to if you were always well-behaved. never enough that anyone else would accuse you of being the little whore he knows you are, of course — but enough for him to notice.

levi unbuckles his belt at a red light on the way home, having not said a word to you since he shoved you into the car and snapped your seatbelt in place. the long, pronounced vein throbs underneath his thumb in time with each tug, his dick long, thick, and always painful when it stretches your cunt in the most delicious way. and the depraved things he wants to do to you once you're home have him harder than ever. “suck it, slut.”

if there’s one thing to say about him in the bedroom, it’s that levi is a very impatient man. he doesn’t wait for those soft, pretty lips to finish wrapping around the tip before he’s shoving your head down, fingers tangled deep in your hair as he bottoms out in your throat. “you can suck cock better than this, can’t you? how are you going to whore yourself out to my friends when you don’t even know how to use your mouth worth a fuck? worthless little bitch.”

levi fucking loves when you act out — scratch that, he loves making you cry for forgiveness after you act out. so once your lover has carried you through the house and thrown you down on the bed, you decide to be less agreeable. of course, that only makes him want to ruin you more. he can be a little dramatic, at times — so when he turns around from the dresser with his cell phone in hand, you’re secretly a little disappointed. you’ve made movies before; what’s so special about that? “i said strip. don’t ask stupid fucking questions.”

now fully naked, you lay face down on the soft bed with your ass arched high, just how he likes it. levi starts a facebook live. “pose for me, pretty baby. just like that. i want everybody to see how wet you are. my filthy little girl.” your eyes go wide at the mention of “everybody,” but you wiggle your ass for him anyway. you’d let him fuck you in the middle of a football stadium if he would just keep talking in your ear like this.

levi passes the phone to you as he gropes your ass roughly, and you see your reflection in the camera. you’re already a mess. second, you notice the text that reads livestream at the top and the ping of joining voyeurs pouring in by the minute. “are you sure you want t—” you start, but he interrupts you. “shut the fuck up.”

as mean as your lover can be, there's no denying that levi loves making you feel good. no doubt it's difficult for him as he teases your slit with his fingertips, toying with your nipples with his free hand and making you clench around nothing. this is all he does for far too long, whispering the nastiest shit he can think of into your ear between peppered kisses just to make you squirm a little harder. "beg me for it, angel. show them how desperate you are for me"

levi can't contain himself after you've told your audience just how badly you want him. the tip of his cock is slamming into the very back of your needy cunt before you can even let out a whine. you start to run once or twice, but he doesn't let you get far. he watches the camera as your eyes roll back in your head and your tongue slips out of your mouth, gripping your hips tight enough for little purple circles an inch in diameter to start blooming on your skin.

he doesn't control your orgasms as he usually does — levi just lets your cunt pulse around him as much as the sweet little thing needs to, listening intently to every utterance of his name into the little microphone. "thank you, sir."

levi waits until you can't form a single word outside of his name before he even considers stopping. he loves watching you murmur mindlessly into the camera, too dumb off of his cock to worry about facing his colleagues at your next outing. he's never been one to be embarrassed, after all — he'll stroll into work tomorrow like a breeze, an arrogant smirk replacing his typical scowl. "what is it, princess? did you forget how to speak?"

you nod weakly, tears starting to well up in your eyes, and levi just laughs. no sense of humor at all until you're at your lowest underneath him. you're crying, breathless, whimpering his name over and over as drool leaks down your chin, and he's gotten exactly what he wanted. "you're pathetic."

levi finally decides to let you rest now that he's satisfied, letting down the already-crumbling wall he'd put between himself and his orgasm. he spreads you wider and pushes down deeper, ignoring your squeals as he pounds into you harder. he'll feel accomplished when your legs are too shaky to stand afterward, and he loves sweeping them out from under you to carry you to the bath. brushing a little kiss on your nose when you nuzzle into his chest.

like any good man, levi's favorite time to talk shit is right before he nuts deep in your throbbing, over-sensitive cunt. "you want my cum, huh? who do you belong to?" and you whimper out, "levi, levi, levi," like you have been for the past ten entire minutes, and all he can do is grin. "such a pretty little whore. you were so good for me tonight. it's too bad you couldn't keep your hands to yourself. now everybody can see what a fucking cockslut you are, baby. cum for me. tell them how sorry you are."

levi remains steady to the end, still thrusting harshly as he releases deep inside of you, listening to constant stream of "sorry, so sorry" pouring from your lips while your walls convulse around him. he ends the livestream as soon as he regains his composure.

pressing a sweet kiss on your lips, levi turns you on your back and rubs your stomach lovingly. "gonna go run a bath. i'll be right back, baby."

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i don't know what happened here this was supposed to be a short drabble and then i wrote it all day long for no reason but levi is literally so fucking hot like

[queentala]

Dating Ruhn Danaan Headcanons

Well I haven't seen any cc x reader fanfictions or headcanons so I decided to write my own. Text me if you have any requests for Hunt, Ruhn, Declan, Tristan or Connor.

And English is not my first language so I'm already sorry for any mistakes

Anyway, hope you'll like it 🥰

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- You’re his weak spot. He might be this powerful Fae prince, the Chosen One, scary bad boy and what else but the truth is you have him wrapped around your finger.

- CHASE ATLANTIC VIBES

- Looks like could kill you, is a cinnamon roll. Yup, that's definitely Ruhn

- Your love is very passionate, full of adventures and laugh. With him, you won’t be bored

- Partying, drinking and getting high at clubs or at his house when he’s throwing a party

- Even if you're both totally wasted, he always have his eyes on you. Making sure you're safe

- Hyping you up when you dance at the club. If he's dancing with you, you'll probably end up stroking against each other and having some fun 😏 in the restroom

- Playing video games while you sit between his legs and he rest his chin on your head (or him laying his back against your chest while you rest your chin on his head)

- Him teaching you how to play guitar (Because let’s be honest, he definitely can play guitar. It’s his hidden talent). Actually he’s really good teacher. Praises you a lot when you get something right because he’s so proud or when you don’t get it, he’ll guide your hands while sitting behind you.

- Laying in bed at 3 am, listening to your favorite songs and discussing about who's the best author

- Him taking you on Rock&Roll concert for a date. Sitting on his shoulder as you both scream at the top of your lungs

- Night trips around Crescent City (probably with Declan and Flynn), goofing around The Old Square or going on shooting range with boys (and kicking their asses)

- Also when he wants to be more romantic he takes you for night walk along the river Istros and you stay there till the sunrise, joking and laughing

- Spending the night at bowling alleys, eating pizza and having good time

- He’s just night person in general

- Sleeping until late afternoon, you cuddled in his arms

- Ruhn waking you up and bringing you coffee to bed, he's shirtless and just in his sleep shorts, his hair tied up in a bun as he kisses you good morning

- If you can cook, you’ll definitely have to cook for Ruhn, Declan and Flynn (we know how they are and what’s their lifestyle)

- Declan and Tristan being your besties and brothers at once, caring about you and protecting you from freaks at parties

- Tristan flirting with you to piss off Ruhn (and you flirting back to piss him off even more) 😎

- Ruhn being territorial and overprotective boyfriend. He gets jealous easily that’s for sure. When he sees someone hitting on you, he’ll wrap his arms around you and kiss you roughly or stare at this person with promise of murder in his eyes

- He doesn't mind leaving hickeys on your neck or collarbones where you can show them. Also Ruhn likes when you have his scent on you or when you use his perfumes

- Can you imagine his hands around your throat or on your ass because fuck yeah I can 🤤

- He loves you so much and he's scared of loosing u so he would never let you walk alone at night. When it's late he'll make you stay at his house or walk you himself.

- Text you few times a day to make sure you're alright and happy

- Wearing his t-shirts or hoodies or skin jacket. If you already don't have one, Ruhn will buy you boots similar to his so you two can match and look awesome together

- Taking showers together. It always includes make out sessions and rough sex

- Sex with Ruhn being the best experience in the whole world. He goes fast, hard and deep, making you cum multiple times in a row as you shake and scream

-  You can always call him, no matter what time is it. He cares so deeply about you and will always be there for you. When your sad or scared or have panic attack, he'll rush to you and comfort you as long as you need. You can tell him everything

- Shit-talking about his dad because he's an annoying asshole

- Ruhn likes to cuddle with you, especially when you sleep. Most of the time you spoon, he holds you tightly from behing and buries his nose in your hair. Or you lay on his chest, his one hand wrapped around your waist. But let's be honest, Ruhn doesn't mind when you're the one holding him as he lays his head on your boobs or stomach

- So we know that Faes have sensitive hearing. And Ruhn pays attention to people’s voices. So he definitely loves yours. He can sit and listen to you talking for hours, asking you creative and deep questions so that you don’t stop. Also he loves your laugh so he tickles you all the time. And he goes crazy when he hears you moan and scream his name

- Ruhn is the best kisser. He can kiss you really roughly, reminding you that you are his and nobody's else. Other times he'll kiss you gently and sweetly, holding you close and putting in those kisses all his love for you. And his lip piercing... Making every kiss hundred times better