#it's all very charming sexy passionate man of him

[tunemyart]

well I think it’s clear that Conviction is not the show I thought it was lolololololol

[merakidoll]

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choso and yuki - the couple who was known for their love of turing people out. but maybe this time you turned them out.

warnings : chubby reader! bi yuki (DUH) - oral (f) kinda (m) as well! yuki’s high key obsessed with readers taste! spiting in mouths, kissing, hickeys. vaginal penetration (unprotected) don’t be like them. tribbing, reader has nipple piercings, don’t get it twisted with all this slutting out their doing yuki and choso are STILL in love! yuki real gay! fingering. pet names : precious, princess, sugar, mommy, daddy. lots of cumming - 17+

mirah note! : my first fic AHH! please let me know if you liked it, also thank you for 6k, mwah!🎀 3.1k words

s.w.i.n.g.e.r.s.

swingers. that was the perfect word to describe yuki and choso. they were in love, even a blind man could sense it, but they both craved excitement. while yes, their sex was amazing and passionate, all things that were love and lust. they loved the thrill of turning out someone new. pulling all of their tricks they were supposed to reserve for one another, and doing it to someone else. making them fall head over heels with a chilling orgasm, and tear bringing aftercare, and then leaving. just before they could open their eyes. an already pre written note saying “this was fun” with both of their names waiting on the hotel’s pillow.

and this one was no different … right?

you intrigued them by your pink aura - well clothing. but aura as well. you were so bubbly, bouncing in your seat as you took small sips of your sex on the beach, hair bouncing with each move as well as your breast; which is what the pair was staring at. the automatic arousal came when you turned slightly, and the two ball shaped imprints where right where your hardened nipples sat. that’s when yuki knew to go in. she went in as she usually did. “hi precious, i couldn’t help but see how pretty you looked tonight” her voice calming, making your thighs clench, your big eyes staring at the gorgeous women and mouth practically drying.

“o-oh?” yuki got closer, kissing your cheek that was caked with a sunset orange blush that complimented your melanated skin…. her red lip stick staining you, as if she was claiming her prey- which in a way she was. yuki always went in first due to her maternal nature. she was a sexy woman; a pretty figure with words that knew how to melt anyone on the spot. the sight of his lover making the pretty pink princess shudder in her seat made choso’s dick harden.

he has been hard, MANY times. but this sight ? how the moment between you two was as if it was only you two in the room, eyes staring deep into one another with the hot, sensual skin contact. that was different, he stopped his staring when your eyes met his. his heart stopped for a moment. a deep heavy breath passing his pierced lip, but he made it very unnoticeable. a slight wave with a charming smile that again visibly made you shake in yuki’s hands. “oh, you think he’s pretty precious?” she smiled convincingly, kissing your neck and taking a deep inhale in your vanilla scent. pussy throbbing at how delectable you would be to just eat up.

before you or choso knew it, you were getting walked to the exact place he was sitting. his heart pounded hard, sweat growing on his palms- but again he played it cool. irritation boiled in the lower pits of his stomach at wondering you had him this nervous. not only you, but his girlfriend. it was as if ten minutes with you already had her dominance peaking. she already exuded so much power now everyone was captivated by her and it made him nervously hard. but he understood why as soon as you were next to him muttering a small “hi”. god you made him want to stuff your cunt- and your smell, pre cum stained onto his calvin klien’s. pants getting so tight he felt like he couldn’t breath

“what a pretty thing” he said looking up from you to yuki who was still attached to you. her face imprinted in your neck, dark eyes looking up at choso and a hmm falling from her mouth. “wanna eat her up right pretty?”

choso didn’t respond, already ready to go, he wanted to make you feel so damn good. and the way you looked up at him didn’t help the situation. three adults with three clouded minds left the bar on a mission. it was uncertain when the steamy makes outs started. but you’re pretty sure it was in the cab.

yuki tilted your head back and whispred for you to open your mouth, and an unexpected moan from the slow drop of the man’s spit falling into your mouth then going right into a hot kiss almost had you cum on spot.

or on the elevator up to the hotel room, yuki trapping you against the hard body of choso, giving you sweet kisses that had you craving more. with your closed eyes, you moved forward to get another but was met with air. and if you weren’t being held, you would have fallen face first

“pay attention princess, you’ll get another soon,” he reassured when you started to pout ushering you out. you and choso watched yuki’s hips move as she walked to the room likeshe owned the place.

her hips swaying captivating you both, and it didn’t help when she turned around to catch you both in the act. her beautiful smirk taking you both out of a trances. “you guys coming?” walking into the room, the door open as if you were practically walking into a room of hungry lions.

you had expected this, but not in this good. this was way more than expected. you knew they were skilled in their area, knowing how to work one’s body until they fainted from all of the pleasure. it’s funny because that’s exactly what they’re doing to you.

they looked better naked, both having toned bodies that picked your curvy frame up like you weighed nothing. they tossed you around like their personal fuck toy and you were enjoying every moment. you had came once on their long slender fingers, and clit rubs with kisses as you laid in yuki’s arms like a princess. “tell him how good it feels sugar. awe my princess loves that cho!” choso smiled, moving his head to kiss your thick thighs moaning at how good your cum - coated, pussy smelled.

as soon as the first orgasm ended, the second began, yuki resting you onto the pillow and meeting her lover at the edge of the bed. you were confused. missing her warmth and a small “w-what” leaving your dry lips. you had missed the silent communication the two exchanged. so into cumming that it’s the only thing on your mind, and the add on praises wasn’t helping. but when a shared kiss came and it was directly on your cunt, you knew the night was only getting started.

“o-ohhh,” you cried, both of them draping one leg over their shoulder. their tongues working together, kissing and licking you pussy clean to watch it get messy again. choso and yuki were calculated on their movements. locking lips at any giving moment and the happy spot just so happened to be where your clit was. your legs shook again, the meat on your thighs jiggling while you tried your best to push them away and close your legs. but you had absolutely no control. you were too weak. yuki slapping your thigh with a muffled “don’t be bad” that you wish could have gone unheard but it didn’t and all you wanted to do was be good for them.

choso moved back with a glistening face, enjoying the view his girlfriend was providing. he noticed that you hadn’t even resonated the missing mouth. yuki taking all control and slowly making her way down to you pink hole that clenched in the cool air. he watched as your hand creeped its way down. grabbing ahold of her blond hair, and fucking her …tounge into you at your own pace. “y-yes! don’tstopppp! p-please” you begged while bobbing yuki’s head into your pussy and she let you, enjoying the moment, her eyes closed while her stomach churned wetness dripping on the floor.

she started to feel pleasure shoot through her body. choso taking the initiative to please her. fucking his fingers into her pussy and sucking her nipples. he watched how you screamed, moving faster wanting you both to cum together. he popped one of the hard buds out of his mouth moving to kiss her ear. “almost there,” he said, starting to scissor his fingers inside of her, her shaky body head still being bobbed and ears ringing, everything feeling so good; all it took was for you to clench down on her wet warm muscle, your nails digging into her scalp as your orgasms hit you- hard.

“OH! OHMYGODDUHHH” you shut your eyes tight while pushing her head away, not even seeing the beautiful sight of the woman cumming herself. she fell back onto choso, cream all over her face and cum in her mouth that she choked on from having too much going on with her body. choso watched you both lose your minds. as yuki came he still fucked his fingers into her, making her get so sensitive that when she finally stopped creaming all over his fingers and the floor, the room was silent. each woman needing a break. so he began to plot, eyes on you once he laid his love on the ground to catch her breath.

your were balled on the bed, hands holding your- what he could assume was a very sensitive cunt. he wonders if you thought they were done, if you thought you were leaving without being stuffed. yuki could practically tell what her boyfriend was thinking- and she herself was thinking the same thing just needed to regain her energy. gently tapping his thigh she looked in his eyes and nodded. oh, how you were so oblivious to the fun just not starting. “you okay?” he walked over to you, getting on the bed. you hummed with a mind still foggy, pussy throbbing intensely.

“words princess” his voice low and commanding that you opened you watery eyes and mumbled “y-yes daddy” making him groan. it not helping his hard cock that stood right on your face begging to be touched. this was your first time seeing it for tonight. while he wasn’t very long, choso had girth; the type to stretch you like you’ve never been stretched before and if he knew how to work it right, make it go so deep. and it’s choso we’re talking about - of course he knew how to.

“can you handle more” he slyly asked using the pads of his thumb to wipe off the mascara streak and cursing to himself at how pretty you looked; just like a fucked out princess. he has taken away your thought of asking where the women went. preparing yourself for yet another orgasm that was going to take much more out of you than the other two. his instructions were clear: sit on your knees in front of him. and you did just that, taking the little time that you had to look for yuki who was no where to be found. your heart tingling a little at not seeing her, wanting both of their attention. but when choso started to suck on your neck, you had forgotten about your train of thought.

whimpering and tilting your head so he could do more, he noticed your actions, licking from the mark he just created to his next one. “naughty girl,” his words went right to your core. where he slowly spread your legs and dipped his hand down to see if you were wet enough to take him- he already knew the answer. when your slimy juice dripped into his palm, he moaned against you, spreading your legs wider and putting his cock in between you. you back was against his chest, his nipples rubbing over your skin felt amazing. you could feel his cock rub between your walls; mouth opening in a silent cry when the tip of him touched your bud. “you ready beautiful? because god am i ready to ruin you”

“y-yes! yes please daddy” the name sent electricity throughout his body, his rough hands turning your head to kiss you, and you could taste yourself on his lips as your tongues danced around each others. his tip poking at your hole and pushing in, the fat head stretching you so much that you’re moaning loudly in his mouth. “that’a g-girl” he groaned, shutting his eyes while still kissing you, taking it deeper as your pussy took him deep all the way until you met the base. everything felt so full, a small print in your chubby tummy and choso gripping your love handles to pull you back onto him.

you breast jerking from his rough yet soft thrust. “feel good, baby?” he watched your face scrunch and your body shake and all it took was one little plunge. you were dizzy, brain going back to this cumcumcum state where all you could fathom was feeling good. he started slow, sliding his hand to wrap around you throat, gently squeezing the area and making you clench a patch of cream going around him. once you started to scream, “m-more! harder daddy” he did that for you - after all you were his princess.

you pussy felt so good, like the best warm hug after a crying session. except this time the warm hug is what had him crying. choso has fucked a lot of pussy, and ass because he was a women and man catcher. but nothing could compare to yuki or you for that matter. the way you both squeezed down on him, taking his dick just right. he fit like a glove in not only her - but you. and it was questionable if he would really want to give this up.

even with pumping his cock into and fucking you like the slut that you are, he longed for the dynamic that was three - you, yuki, and himself had. he questioned where she was missing her presence and all of his thinking subsided when she crawled on the bed like an animal hunting her prey- you

her eyes were darker, ready to taste the juicy pussy again. when yuki had disappeared she made her way to the bathroom cursing herself at how the taste of pussy, and choso amazing fingers had her losing her mind. the two lovers not knowing they were fighting the same internal battle- and that was not wanting to leave you. the sight that she walked out to after getting herself together had heat gushing to her core. she could hear your begs and moans, whimpers and pleads of you wanting to be fucked. but she wasn’t expecting the sight to look so damn pretty. the prettiest thing she’s ever seen.

she knew that you didn’t see her or feel her get onto the bed, and the look she gave choso told him to not mention it. laying beneath you she could see the way his cock fucked you. she could see how deep he was, how your hole took him in so well making a mess. she found the displayof your pussy taking his cock so ethereal that it would be cruel to not at least give where you both met a kiss. she moved her face close sticking her tounge out to catch the juices that splattered everywhere when you met his base. with once he moved out a little, she kissed your pussy and licked up to his cock. “y-yuki! fuck” choso’s voice cried his body shaking, his orgasm so close. “c-cum p-please!” you asked as fresh tears falling from your eyes, you pussy getting sensitive and the duo of getting fucked and licked made you feel faint.

what you both thought was one time because multiple, yuki going back to eating your pussy and occasionally licking choso, watching how he got sloppy with his thrust and you couldn’t stop clenching. “i’m t-there baby! fuck i’m there … c- cum with me, hm?” his breath grew short, his balls feeling full to the point they hung lower than before. “g-gonna stuff this cunt,” he closed his eyes seeing stars “g-gonna give you p-pretty babies and make y-you stay w-with me and y-yuk- SHIT!” he yelled when she kissed one of his veins. yuki listened to his words, her pussy juices getting on the already filthy bed, enjoying the day dream of what’s he was saying.

and you were too. the idea of having their babies being theirs could only make you say “IMCUMMINGGG!” yuki didn’t move when you squirted all over her face, the mixture of choso cum too because, god, you were tightening around him too much that he couldn’t hold back. she let the messy wetness pour down on her, moaning to the taste like the best forbidding fruit and she wanted to have it all the time. she never knew she loved eating pussy that much until tonight. until you blessed her with your sweet nectar. now she feels you’re the only source that will help her survive.

choso pulled out, both of you falling on the bed. she took that time to do her final bid - to finally break you, making you cum one last time. your blurred vision moaned when her wet cunt met yours. “m-mommy” you said, bitting your lip “i-i can’t take ittt” you hiccuped when she started to hump into you. your messy cunts rubbing together and creating the best rhythm. choso wasn’t shocked, he knew his girlfriend had a thing for tribbing, calling it “the finale stretch” in this night long love making with their person of the night.

but instead of going rough as she usually did, she went soft, kissing your lips and praising how much she loved your cunt. now, you were theirs, and he didn’t feel upset, enjoying the show because all of their marks of claims were true. they had no intention on leaving you after a night like this. you teared up, your cunt sensitive and your next orgasm just two more humps away. you kissed yukis soft lips as your pussy came again. she could feel the gush of you get on her. how your clit rubbed against her fold just right, and you pretty little cries of “m-mommyc-cum!cumm” made her let go. god, she loved when you called her mommy.

when she lazily fell beside you, you instantly curled into their warm embraces falling into a deep sleep. usually the two would make their person stay up for aftercare; but this time, they opted for a quick clean and cuddled, already planning this new life with you. and they were gonna show you the best aftercare when the sun rose and they didn’t feel exhausted. because you were different.

the sun crept through the draped curtains, hitting choso who felt a cool sheet beside him first. he instantly sat up, seeing his girlfriend laying next to him. but not you.

instead, what was on your pillow waiting for them was a note, and a thong.

“this was fun! thanks xoxo”

[misslovasstuff]

Prompt: “Wanna go on an adventure?”

You say whilst wearing a sexy dress that’d leave any man drooling.

paired with: Sanji, Zoro and Ace.

warning: contains nsfw, minors are asked not to interact.

author’s note: the opening line for Ace is the smoothest thing I’ve ever written till now. If you guys want me to continue any of this, let me know.

Sanji:

“Goodness, - he eyes you up and down. - oh my oh my oh my…!”

The cook’s mouth drops as he covers it with his hand in complete disbelief.

“You’re such a merciless woman! - Sanji approaches slowly, caressing your arm with the back of his hand just to feel you and understand that what’s happening right now is certainly not a dream. - Don’t you know what you do to me when you wear clothes like these~

He grabs your bra strap on your shoulder and pulls it, hitting your skin, all whilst never shifting his gaze away from your eyes which were too shy to look back. A small moan escapes your mouth as you look at your man in a new light, since he’s never done this before.

“Sanji… - you call him breathily, as there is a passion in his eyes you recognised very well. - you’re being so…ahh…”

His hand caresses your back and stops low. You can’t tell what he’s doing until your dress begins to losen up.

He reveals the bow tie he had just removed, putting it in between your faces as he whispers: “you’ve wrapped yourself like a present for me, my lady. “

His left hand pulls you by the waist while the other brushes off some strands of hair out of your face, thus making your eyes meet: you realise how beautifully intense his gaze on you, as if he was looking at a dream come true.

His charms were too much to handle, making you gulp hard as you glance at his lips, so much so that Sanji might have heard it. His instincts are insane, he knows what you’re feeling and why every single time.

“I did put this on for you.” - Sanji averts his eyes for a moment, staring at your body with a smirk after your reply. The dress was revealing but still managed to leave space for imagination to fill. And, anybody who knows men, especially the ones like Sanji, know that this is all they want to get that fire going.

He grabs your chin gently and kisses your cheek. You surely know because of Sanji about those kisses where the impact of his lips is like a signature on your skin and you just feel it as if he was kissing your soul, you absorb it with every fiber of your being.

“Right, you wanted to go on an adventure? - he smirks before kissing your face again and again in such an agonising small pace, letting you wanting more, so much more.. - You might take me on one, under one condition.”

You raise an eyebrow and grin:

“Oh really, you’re putting conditions now, huh?” - you say, playing with his hair as your arms rest on his shoulders. - What is it that my prince wants?”

“Well, adventures are dangerous so, - Sanji begins to kiss you on the lips soflty, as he speaks in between, - might have to keep you very close to me. - his lips move down your neck, fingers brushing off skin before he kisses and sucks there. Slight moans are already being heard from you. - not to mention all the excitement…

You’re completely pulled in by him. Not only physically, but your entire being deviates towards his body, like a moth to a burning flame.

“I’ll take… responsibility for it all…” - your breath begins to shorten as you drown your face in the nape of his neck, taking in his fragrance like it was a life-saving drug.

“You’re gonna take care of me, huh? Alright then, the most important thing is, - suddenly he goes down in one knee, grabbing your leg and placing your foot to rest on his thigh while he caresses the inner part of yours. - you gotta let me undress you bit by bit, on my own, throughly.”

You smirk, raising your dress just a bit higher to reveal more to his bare eye. That’s see how long it’s gonna take until this dress finds itself on the floor.

“Deal. All yours.”

Zoro:

“Oh, look at that. Someone’s been feeding her imagination lately.” - Zoro is sat on a chair, looking like he had just finished a glass of booze.

“Only mine?” - you close the door behind you, staying firm in front of him.

Zoro’s eyes adventure in your body before he spins his index finger as to signal you to turn around 360 degrees for him.

So you do.

If only there was a way do describe the way his eyes stared you down, as if he was consuming you only with his gaze. After taking a last sip out of his glass, he puts it away, licking his lips.

“Come here.” - he demands by patting his lap for you to sit.

You compose yourself on his thigh, the rest of your legs resting on his other whilst your long and tender arms wrap themselves around his neck.

Zoro scans your face with a smirk that hides so many nasty thoughts which only occurred when he was with you like this.

“Tell me about that adventure you were talking about.” - he claims with a low and deep voice, brushing your chin with his thumb.

Perhaps it was the booze or perhaps it was you who had gotten the swordsman a bit tipsy.

Zoro pushes your hair away from your shoulders, planting gentle but rooted kisses there.

“Tell you or show you? - you reply back, running your fingers through his hair and then brushing off the back of his neck.

“I’m a visual learner.”

With the cue, you caress his lower lip, leaning in and then facing away, teasing him.

A smirk from you doesn’t go unnoticed by your man, which he mirrors and shakes his head to.

“You know, it doesn’t make sense for you to play hard to get after coming to me dressed like this.” - he claims, biting his lip as his eyes glance at your body.

Zoro raises an eyebrow, at your next remark.

“Sorry, i keep getting distracted.”

You like the expression on his face. There’s frustration but love, eagerness but also resistance. Normally you wouldn’t continue teasing him like this but you know he likes it.

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep you focused for some time.”

It’s not long till he grabs your cheeks with one hand while the other caresses your thigh and pushes you closer so your lips meet passionately. His tongue dominates yours and he kisses like he was sucking the soul out of your body. The taste of alcohol on his mouth, his heavy breathing and those subtle but harsh touches were making you go insane.

His hand travels down to your upper part of the dress, lowering it with one pull thus revealing your bare chest. He gazes upon it before grabbing it with a hand, squeezing those boobs together before devouring them in his mouth.

Seeing you dressed like this, although not admitting it, must have turned him on like crazy. Your moans only add to his excitement as you push your head back, breathily calling his name.

“Zoro…- you clench your hand to his shirt, keeping yourself balanced.

“Ima bout to take you to the best adventure you’ve had in your life.”

This said, his hands take a strong grip on your waist, grabbing it good before picking you up and making you sit on the table, parting your legs and looking intensely at your eyes.

Zoro pulls you in by grabbing your legs, touching his forehead with yours as he whispers:

“Damnit, you’re so sexy right now I’m barely holding myself together.”

Ace:

“Dressed like that, the only adventure you’ll take me is inside you.”

You get all flustered as he scans you from head to toe, leaning against the counter with his arms crossed.

“Not to mention, now I feel underdressed.” - he claims chuckling, as he pushes his body forward to approach you. Ace looks down on you, seeing your body from a perspective he didn’t imagine before. The way your dressed fit with your curves and just the fact that you looked so hot in it made his body go all ‘code red’ whilst standing in close proximity, but not putting any hands on you yet.

“Well, it won’t matter anyways, - you reply, making the first move by caressing his chest. - you’ll get it off me faster than I put it on.”

“I see you came with clear expectations. - he replies, touching the hand you were caressing his chest with and lending a kiss to the palm. - what can I do for you, beautiful? You want an adventure?”

Your expression softens, as small romantic gestures that he did always left you in awe. But you’re no fool because it is known very welll by both of you what happens soon after and how that softness turns into grabbing the bed sheets.

“Kiss me, please.” - your voice sounds desperate which makes Ace grin.

“So needy today ~

His lips are inviting yours in a way that’s never happened before. He presses them delicately at first only to go absolutely feral after. Feels so perfect that even his head movements are in sync with yours, like dancing a fierce tango. He’s too eager, too hungry and too demanding. You’d swear you felt his tongue going down your throat as his hands are placed so well at your lower back, sliding down slowly.

“Ace… - you moan after finally catching your breath. Meanwhile, this man can’t stand without doing something that drives you crazy and you loved him for that.

He manages to get his hands under your dress, squeezing your ass like it was the only thing he wanted to hold on in this life. Ace comes back with more passionate kisses and touches second after second, making you unable to think, thus you just surrender to him completely.

“Dressed all pretty for me, - he says, pushing you a bit backwards, pinning you against the nearest wall. - you deserve a good reward, don’t ya?”

As your back hits the wall, Ace wastes no time in grabbing your legs and pushing them up to his waist. The dress no matter how sexy, still prevented him from feasting his eyes at you. A smirk appears on your eyes whilst biting your lip as you hang onto him shoulders.

He starts unzipping the front of your dress, turned on even more by looking at your expression filled of burning lust, showing unconsciously how much you wanted him.

“Let’s do some adventuring, shall we?”

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

Bette Davis (All About Eve, Now Voyager, Jezebel)—She is a bitch and I like her so much. Also: unf. She does it all: rage, vulnerability, romantic passion, hauteur that invites beholders to say "step on me" under their breath. Her work in the 1930s, from melodramas to romantic comedies, is excellent, but I've mentioned 1940s films above because I feel that she really was at her best once the studio allowed her star image to get edgier. Also her decades-long platonic friendships with male co-stars (e.g. Paul Henreid, Claude Rains) are very important to me. Anyway: bow down before Bette Davis, HBIC.

Lilian Harvey (Die Drei von der Tankstelle, Der Kongreß Tanzt, Glückskinder)— Lilian Harvey was one of the most popular German film stars of her time, appearing alongside frequent co-star Willy Fritsch like a European version of Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire. She had it all: she could act, she could dance, she could sing, she was hot, and she wasn't afraid to stick it to the Nazis. During the 1930s, she remained in contact with her Jewish friends and colleagues, which earned her the scrutiny of the Gestapo. When choreographer Jens Keith was arrested for having a sexual relationship with another man, Lilian posted his bail, allowing him to escape to France. She was eventually forced to flee Germany herself, and her film career never recovered. She is perhaps best known to American filmgoers from her brief mention in "Inglourious Basterds," when Joseph Goebbels insists that her name not be mentioned in his presence.

This is round 2 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Lilian Harvey:

Bette Davis:

"The absolute GOAT of vintage cinema. An icon. Her EYES. Any time you see Bette on screen you know she's about to steal the spotlight. Her range is incredible, she can play coy, shy, mischevious, innocent, evil, hideous, beautiful, cunning, and wise all with the same self assurance and talent. I live in awe of her ability. And, of course, she's gorgeous. I think she peaked in 1950 with "All About Eve", at the age of 42- she was in full control of her craft, she's a milf, and her scratchy voice makes me nervous in a good way."

"She’s Bette fuckin’ Davis! She had a great sense of humor and a lovely pair of eyes! She was a camp icon and fuckin’ knew it. And she wasn’t afraid to make fun of herself!"

"shes got a whole song of saying how hot someone is bc they look like her"

"She's got Bette Davis eyes! Incredible character actress, charming, witty as all hell. Her favourite accessory was a lit cigarette."

[xxladyballadxx]

Touches and Kisses

Richter Belmont x f! reader (SMUT)

⚠︎ MINORS DNI ⚠︎

Summary: Richter makes love to you for the first time, showing how much he adores you. The two of you become very lovey dovey to each other while lovemaking.

An annoyed Maria shooed you both off, telling the two of you to get a bloody room. So Richter, your charming man, grabbed hold of your wrist and took you to his bedroom. You giggled innocently. Tera shakes her head while washing off the dishes as she secretly chuckles with a smile. 

You cracked an endearing laugh, watching Richter lock his damn door so nobody comes in. He then joyfully tackles you to bed, tickling your neck with his sweet kisses. “Heavens, Richter! You can be such a boy sometimes!” you bubbled, your cuteness driving him crazy. Laughing so adorably. He continues to peck your neck, “You forget that I’m a man now, (Y/n)! You’re so bloody adorable, my sweet dove. It makes me happy seeing you smile. I love to hear you laugh like that” 

This action caught him off surprised when you cupped his face and spoke in a very quiet, soft voice “Well then, Belmont…Why don’t you take off those clothes of yours and perhaps you would like to hear something…very harmonic?” 

Now this made Richter all embarrassed but he smiled warmly anyway, “Only if you’re ready, (Y/n).” You gave him a reassuring little nod. So Richter takes all of his clothes off, you turned very red as you watched him. 

He helped you with taking off your corset, untying the knots. Gentle kisses pressed to your shoulder as he does it. Richter slides down the top part of your dress while you’re on his bed, kissing you wildly. He began to play with your breasts, moans coming from you were like wonderful music to him. He planted his two fingers in the opening of your g-spot, circling around. “Oh, Richter…” more stimulating noises escaped your lips, drowning into his touch.

Holy Heavens, he’s actually very good at this.

“Allow me to show you much I fucking love you, my sweet dove.” Richter’s sexy voice had your heart racing to a rhythm. He kisses down between your breasts, making it straight down to your very wet spot. 

Richter hooked his hands onto your thighs, devouring your sweet juiciness. His tongue swirling inside your fanny. 

“Fuck…mmm…Ah!” your hands gripped the back of his head, holy sounds bouncing across the room. Your entire body felt electrified, being flooded by the feelings that you never truly felt before.

Finally, it was Richter’s turn to be eaten like a dessert. He spread out his legs confidently, motioning you to put your mouth onto that cock of his. You licked it first in a slow motion, making it towards the tip. The moment begins to heat up in such a sensation when you hold his cock with one hand, opening your mouth onto it. Your head swifting up and down, savoring the taste of him. 

“Ahhh, (Y/n)….you're very fucking good at this…mmmm…holy fuck…” Richter crooned, his erotic moans sending you off to heaven. The two of you were filled with so much joy, this is what you both wanted to do for a long time. This is the chance where you two passionate lovebirds get to cherish the moment. 

You laid down on your back, breathing out heavily with sweat. Richter inserted his sweet dripped cock into your cunt, your insides twisting. “Ahhh! Oh fuck…mmm…please fuck me, Richter! Please fuck me good!” You pleaded, moaning loud like a naughty kitten. Cries of joy crawling onto your face. 

“Oh how I fucking love you begging for it, my sweet dove..” Richter murmured as he pressed a quick soft kiss to your lips, starting with a slow thrust and then speeds it up afterwards. You moved your hands onto his back, digging your nails into it while you felt your wobbly body melted gracefully, into a spiral of lust and ecstasy.  Your sweet sounds of harmony drove Richter very wild, like a madman but in a good way. 

Richter sped up a bit more. His whole sweating body rocking onto yours, reaching for the final climax. “Oh baby! I’m going to cum!” feeling the little amount of hot, pure milk dripping out of your anus.

“Cum for me, my love!” Richter shouted in excitement, “Fucking cum already!” 

He gave a good smack to one of your buttcheeks. The tone of his cocky voice led you to making more pleasurable moans, as you entered your goal. You cummed, tensing up as you squirted out that nice, warm liquid across the silk. Richter slowly dragged out his cock from your sweet spot, wanting to lie down next to you. 

“Are you alright, my love?” Richter caresses your reddened left cheek. You smiled at your silly man, giving a light kiss to the side of his forehead, “More than alright, Richter. That felt absolutely bloody amazing. I…I never felt this much…joy in my life…ever.” you placed your hand onto Richter’s bare chest, your head falling onto his shoulder. 

“I’m the same, love. I will never forget this special moment we had together..” Says Richter in a soft, loving tone, hooking his arm under so you can lean on it, “I love you so fucking much, (Y/n).” 

“Love you too, Richter.”

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As the starlit night falls graciously, you and Richter had a wash together, getting rid of that smell of sex. That way Maria doesn’t complain about it during dinner. Tera, however, seems to know what you and Richter were up to. 

At the night of dinner, Richter made his little adopted sister very irritated and uncomfortable when he began to flirt with you mischievously. Tera couldn’t help but laugh. Maria gave a little kick towards Richter’s leg underneath. 

“Hey!” Richter gave her a small frown as Maria stuck her tongue out, blowing a raspberry. You covered your lips and laughed. “Alright, you three, eat your food before it gets cold.” Tera commanded them. 

You cleared your throat, continuing to put food in your mouth. Annoying Maria once more, Richter gave a slow swift kiss towards your cheek that caused you to jump a little. Maria stabbed her fork into her meat annoyingly and scowled, “Really?! Right in front of me, you wanker?!” 

Richter died laughing, you rolled your eyes at his intolerable behavior but secretly smirked while facing away. Tera shakes her head with a small disappointing smile. 

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Richter nuzzled up to you close in his bed, watching you sleep peacefully. He lifts his hand to caress your head in a gentle motion. He loves when you sleep by his side, it eases him. 

You are his greatest gift of all and he will never let anyone have you.

⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ⊹ ꙳ ⁺ ‧ ⨯. ⁺ ✦ ⊹ . * ꙳ ✦ ⊹

(A/n) - I'm so sorry for rushing this! (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ ) Still not very good at writing smuts these days. However I actually kinda enjoyed writing this. I was listening to Collide by Justin Skye (Solo version) while writing this, kept making up fake scenarios with Richter for some reason.. (づ_ど). I hope to write more of my hubby in the future, probably not a smut one since I'm shite at it.

UNTIL NEXT TIME 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ⊹ ꙳ ⁺ ‧ ⨯. ⁺ ✦ ⊹ . * ꙳ ✦ ⊹

[firawren]

If you're wondering why you should vote for Wentworth 95 in the @hotjaneaustenmenpoll, it's because he's got something hot for everyone.

Do you think it's hot when a man dresses up fancy? He looks very dapper in his uniform! Or do you find it more sexy when a man is more casual, a little mussed up, maybe even a little grimy? He does that perfectly too!

Do you find men hot when they're being tender and restrained? Or do you find men hot when they're losing control a bit, maybe getting a bit passionate with anger or jealousy?

Do you like a refined man of culture? Or a rugged outdoorsman?

A warm smile? Or something more broody?

Someone who's the life of the party, boisterous, laughing, charming? Or the strong silent type, serious, calm, mysterious?

Ciaran Hinds's Wentworth does all of these sexy things brilliantly! You cannot lose with him, he's got it all!

VOTE FOR WENTWORTH 95

[kneelingshadowsalome]

your toxic könig is so perfect and the more recent posts made me think about a similar kind of au but with gromsko. like god i need this man to """force""" me into being his perfect little wife i swear.

AND IM SO SORRY but being slavic also makes this even more feral for me because i imagine the second his gf shows a bit too much independence/DARES to talk over him (yeah it's an achievement to be able to talk over him, the mf is LOUD)/etc he just. goes feral like he sees it as a challenge and he needs to show her what a slavic woman is actually supposed to be like.

but slavic or not he'll keep holding the fact that he "tamed" you over your head even when he's fucking you. talks about how this is your place, this is where you belong and how he's going to make sure you remember by breeding you full.

Omg Gromsko OMG

I'm so normal about him yes yes it's just your ask that made me this way ^^ I'm blaming you my dear anon 💕

CW: Protective & possessive behavior, implied sexism

So, Gromsko. Your car broke down in the middle of the road and this absolute bear of a Pole pulls over to help you. He has a charming smile, sure, but he's also obnoxiously bold. That casual masculine bravado makes you feel weaker than it should; there's this aura of shameless pride about him, and you can't quite decide if it's annoying or sexy.

You try to tell him you can handle it, that the repair guy is already on his way. But Gromsko? Hah. He just bypasses that shit. Pops up the hood and gets to work. The car is fixed in no time, and the next thing you know is that you just said yes when "Sobieslaw Kościuszko, pleasure to meet you, miss," asked if he could take you out to dinner this evening.

And it's true that he's loud. Like, why does he have to talk by half shouting...? (Probably because he has to make it known that he's the strongest, most virile male in the area.)

Sobieslaw always sits with a wide spread, with a broad, tall chest, with a confidence that seems to come naturally to him. He never tries to make himself smaller, no matter how crammed a space is. Everyone except the elderly has to move aside when he walks because he's not going to dodge or sidestep. You're not the only one who fears he will eventually break one of those dainty little chairs in the fine dining place he brought you to; the waiter side eyes this man like he's some beast that somehow got in and should be caged, not fed.

Despite all that brass, Gromsko is a proper gentleman. Always opens the doors for you, always pays at a restaurant. And always grabs your waist and draws you closer if there are other men around. Guy looks like he's ready to get into a fist fight for you if it comes to that.

It's kind of hair-raising how he laughs at the very concept of independent woman. His woman should never have to be "independent." It would be an insult to him as a man if his wife had to go to work.

He tells you how beautiful you are with intensity and passion that seems to come from another age. That boundless adoration makes you feel drunk, and Gromsko doesn't seem to notice anyone else but you – it's like all other women have disappeared from this planet.

He lays siege to you like crusaders of old laid siege to a city. You never have to fear whether you're coming off as too interested or eager or that you'll "scare" him away: this man is always more interested and eager than you. Still, you fear that everything will come to an end once you give this man what he wants – namely, sex.

You couldn't be more wrong! He's not fucking around, and he's not dating for the sake of getting laid. He's looking for a wife and a mother for his kids.

An infuriatingly sexy, uneven smile spreads across his face everytime you meet. He's checking you out, and he's utterly shameless about it. You're being rated like cattle, and it should not send butterflies to your stomach when you notice he seems to more than just approve of your hips and breasts. Little do you know Sobieslaw Kościuszko has already decided you're to be his wife.

When you finally spread your legs for this man, you expect him to fuck you with the urgency and attentiveness of a 20-year old hockey player. But Gromsko is actually a skilled lover! You don't know why and you don't know how, but he seems to decode you and all your weaknesses in record time. Hot kisses and intense love making are his bravura. Gromsko is so attuned to you and your pussy that it should be illegal.

It's like the gods made this man to breed women and spread his seed because he has the biggest balls you've ever seen. He doesn't grow all too soft after climaxing, and continues to fuck you even after you both just came. With sloppy patience, sure, because you're practically begging for mercy under him… but the point is that he just won't stop. He continues to pump you with strong hips and infinite stamina, and groans how perfect you are as you approach your second orgasm.

He places so much trust on his cock that, perhaps surprisingly, you're the first woman he has ever put his mouth on. It's the only thing that makes that eternal shield of pride tilt aside a bit, because he hates it when he doesn't know what he's doing… but neither is he a man who backs down when faced with a challenge!

He doesn't know what he's doing, which means he takes a mental note of every single thing that makes you shiver and sigh. This Polish bear learns to please you and just you, examines how you respond to slow licks and fast laps, sucks on your nub until you cry, and when he sees how much you enjoy his treatment, this man goes crazy.

"You like that, kochanie?" He pants between your legs, drunk on your pussy, swearing in Polish and giving lewd comments about how wet you are. He only ups the pace with his tongue when you cum. You're an overstimulated mess, but he's not done. He crawls on top of you and gets down to business with his thick cock, those heavy balls start to slap against your soaked flesh until you feel like you have no brains left.

"It's easier to just stop fighting, kotku," he seems to approve of your wet, moaning state more than anything. But it's the wickedly pleased gruff of "Let's get married, Słoneczko," that sends you spiraling into another overstimulated, glorious orgasm.

You don't even know that he's already told his whole family about you. You don't yet know that his grandmother already loves you. But it starts to dawn on you that you got more than you bargained for when Gromsko informs you that he'll take you to Poland but only as his wife.

Perhaps that's where this man's charm lies! Gromsko simply knows what he wants: a good loyal wife and a nice, large family. If you can give them to him, he's not wasting any time getting you pregnant. You're knocked up before you even know it, there's a ring on your finger before you get to say Na Zdrowie. You're his little wife now, and there's nothing you can do about it ❤️

[aifanfictions]

Write a story about Y/N is a model with Baki Hanma.Y/N is a sexy model and has a cheerful, friendly, humorous and kind but innocent nature

Sensuality in Silk and Strength

In the heart of Tokyo, where the city's vibrant pulse met the neon glow of its streets, Y/N was a name whispered in awe and reverence. She wasn't just a model; she was the embodiment of beauty, an enchanting muse who graced the covers of high-fashion magazines and posed for couture designers around the world. Her long, raven hair cascaded like a silken waterfall, her eyes held the mysteries of the cosmos, and her body seemed to defy the very laws of physics.

Yet, it wasn't just Y/N's physical allure that captivated everyone who crossed her path. What set her apart was her enchanting personality—an intoxicating blend of cheerfulness, friendliness, humor, and kindness that radiated an innocent warmth. She had the gift of making everyone around her feel extraordinary, and her genuine laughter was like a beacon in the darkest of times.

One sultry summer evening, after a whirlwind day of photoshoots, Y/N found herself in a chic, dimly lit bar tucked away in the heart of the city. It was a place where the ambiance was designed for quiet moments and whispered secrets, a place where the soft jazz music in the background seemed to sway with the rhythm of her heart.

As she sat at the bar, sipping on a martini, her eyes wandered, and they fell upon a man whose presence was as powerful as it was intriguing. Baki Hanma was his name, and he was a living legend in Tokyo. Renowned for his rugged strength and chiseled features, he was a martial artist whose reputation in the underground fighting circuit was nothing short of legendary.

Y/N couldn't help but be drawn to the enigmatic aura that surrounded him. His muscular physique was a testament to years of grueling training, and his eyes held an intensity that suggested a life lived on the edge. There was a mysterious allure about Baki that intrigued Y/N, a pull that was impossible to ignore.

With a playful smile, Y/N decided to make her move. She glided over to Baki, her long legs gracefully carrying her to his side. "Mind if I join you?" she asked, her voice a soft, inviting melody.

Baki, the man known for his stoic and guarded nature, looked up at her, his dark eyes meeting her enchanting gaze. For the first time in a long while, he found himself at a loss for words. Y/N was a vision, her presence radiating warmth and charm that were as inviting as a soft embrace. He gestured to the empty seat beside him. "Please, have a seat."

As they began to talk, Y/N's humor and innocence shone through, and she regaled Baki with funny anecdotes from her modeling career. He found himself laughing in a way he hadn't in years, her charm and humor unraveling the layers of stoicism that had encased his heart for so long.

Y/N's kindness and genuine interest in him touched a chord deep within Baki. He shared stories of his martial arts journey, of the battles he had fought, both in the ring and in the unforgiving arena of life. She listened intently, her eyes filled with admiration and empathy, and for the first time, Baki felt seen and understood in a way that transcended the physical.

As the evening wore on, the connection between them grew more sensual, more charged. The jazz music that swirled around them seemed to underscore the palpable attraction that had ignited between Y/N and Baki. They leaned in closer, their bodies almost magnetically drawn to each other, and their eyes locked in a silent promise of what was to come.

In the dimly lit bar, Y/N's fingers gently brushed against Baki's, and the electric spark that surged between them was undeniable. Their lips drew closer, and the world around them seemed to dissolve as they shared a passionate and longing kiss.

It was a kiss that spoke of the chemistry and desire that had ignited between them, a kiss that marked the beginning of a love story that defied all expectations. Y/N, the radiant model, and Baki, the powerful fighter, had found a connection that transcended their respective worlds, a love that was as intense and unyielding as the battles Baki fought in the underground.

The night continued with shared laughter, deep conversations, and stolen glances that spoke of desire. Y/N and Baki, two people from vastly different backgrounds, discovered that love was a force that could unite even the most unlikely of souls.

The hours passed like a whirlwind, and in the quiet moments between whispered words and lingering touches, the atmosphere between Y/N and Baki grew increasingly sensual and charged. As they left the bar, their hands were interlocked, and their steps synchronized as they embarked on an unforgettable journey.

In the days and weeks that followed, Y/N and Baki's love story continued to blossom. They explored Tokyo together, experiencing the city in ways that were both romantic and daring. The bustling streets of Tokyo became their playground, and every corner held a new adventure. Baki's strength and Y/N's sensuality blended in a harmony that was as intense as it was intoxicating.

Their love was not just sensual; it was a passionate and all-encompassing whirlwind. With every passing moment, their connection deepened, as if they had discovered a completeness in each other that had eluded them for so long. Baki, the fierce warrior, had become Y/N's protector, a guardian for the innocence she had managed to preserve even in the demanding world of modeling.

As they navigated life together, Y/N's humor and innocence continued to shine, tempering Baki's intensity with laughter and lightness. She brought a warmth into his life that he had never known before, and her love had the power to melt the most stoic of hearts.

Their love story was a testament to the idea that love often finds us when we least expect it, and it can be as powerful and unyielding as Baki's strength in the ring. With Y/N's infectious laughter and Baki's unwavering dedication, their love was a blend of sensuality, strength, and an innocence that could never be tarnished.

As the seasons changed and Tokyo's cityscape evolved, Y/N and Baki continued to grow in love. They traveled the world together, exploring new horizons and deepening their bond. Their love story became the stuff of legends, a tale of sensuality and strength, of passion and devotion that defied all odds.

In the end, Y/N and Baki, two individuals who seemed worlds apart, had discovered a love that was as intense as it was enduring. Their love was the fusion of sensuality and strength, a magnetic force that had brought two souls together in a romance that would endure for a lifetime, and perhaps even beyond.

NOTE! This story was generated by OpenAI

[noctumbra]

      𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭: 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 

summary ─ behind closet doors, dreams do come true. 

pairing ─ avenger!bucky barnes x avenger!reader

warnings ─ kissing, dirty talk, natasha is a little shit, tipsy bucky, seductive bucky

It started out innocently, but thanks to Natasha, things took a filthy turn.

All of you were sitting on the ground of the common room with booze and snacks around you. Everyone was there: Clint, Steve, Sam, Tony, even Thor. So, it was more like a family gathering rather than merely hanging out with friends. Thor brought his Asgardian booze with him for Steve and Bucky, claiming that if one was getting drunk, then no on should feel left out.

You were sure Steve and Bucky were thankful of that thought of his because they were having so much fun when they were tipsy.

Steve got talkative and incredibly cuddly when he was tipsy and drunk, but Bucky got sexier and more of a charmer when he got some alcohol in his bloodstream.

You haven’t decided yet that if that was a good thing or not.

Because apparently, when Bucky is charming someone without having to second-doubt himself, he got really fucking dangerous.

His hot as fuck body and very handsome face weren’t helping much.

Fuck me, you thought when you noticed his gaze on you. Maybe he will, another tiny voice in your head whispered to you, and you frowned. Blinking a couple of times, you took a sip from the remaining drink you had in your glass.

“Alright, alright,” Natasha announced. “We’re plating seven minutes in heaven because I wanna see people make out and come out fuck drunk from a closet.” You groaned amongst with a couple other people, but you didn’t hear explicit protest against it. Natasha smirked. You were scared because she looked like she was plotting something, and you were usually right about your assumptions when it came to Natasha.

And, of course, as always, you were right.

“Ha!” Natasha exclaimed. “Barnes, Y/N, closet awaits you both.” She winked at you. “Tick tock, people.” Bucky didn’t say anything but just grabbed you from your waist, threw you over his shoulder and carried you to the closet. You hid your face into your palms when you heard the others whooping and whistling.

“What the fuck,” you told him when he put you down and closed the closet doors. He shrugged.

“You looked like you wanted to fuck me in front of them, dolly,” he murmured with that soothing and sexy as hell voice of his. You sputtered. “Thought I could make that happen faster if I carried you here.” You opened your mouth to protest, to say something, but nothing came out, so you closed it. Bucky smirked. “So, what do you say, should we get on with it?”

He leaned forward before you could process what he said to you. His soft lips pressed against yours a little too passionately, as if he was waiting for this to happen for a while now, and his flesh hand cradled your face. Feeling dwarfed and weak in the knees, you let out a soft moan and held onto his wrist, your other hand went to his jeans and hooked your fingers to his belt loops.

Bucky kissed you thoroughly and sexily. His tongue licked your bottom lip, teeth nipped at the flesh and bit a little harshly down on it; you were loving the every second. Bucky’s lips were way softer than you expected them to be, and Bucky himself was way better at kissing than you’d given him credit for.

Soon, both of his hands were holding your face in his palms, one of his thighs were wedged between yours, encouraging you to grind down while his chest was plastered against yours. You were so consumed by the man that you didn’t realize your seven minutes was up, that you didn’t realize that seven minutes had bled into first thirty minutes, then an hour. All you did was kissing Bucky, letting him grope and pet and touch you however he wished as you did the same to him.

When you pulled back for oxygen, both of you looked at each other, panting.

“That was the best first kiss I ever had,” you whispered without realizing what you just confessed. Bucky made a sound that you couldn’t put a name on.

“This…” He started. “This was your first kiss?” He asked. You nodded. You knew you were going to regret confessing this in the morning ─you were most likely to blame drunk you when sober you took over your brain tomorrow─ but it felt nice to say this to someone. Bucky cursed silently. You frowned.

“Is it bad?” You asked him with a small voice. You were always insecure about these situations and never a man showed interest in you before, so this was a foreign territory for you.

Bucky shook his head quickly. “No, never. It’s never a bad thing. It happens,” he said. His fingers brushed your cheeks gently. You sighed and smiled. “I think we─”

“Oh, good, you’re still in the closet,” Natasha suddenly yanked the closet doors open and looked at you both with an eyebrow raised perfectly high on her forehead. “We gotta go.” She rolled her eyes. “Emergency. Fury called. We’re gonna get some food on the way and some caffein to sober up. C’mon.”

She left, leaving a confused couple behind. Bucky blinked, returned to the reality and looked at you. “We’re gonna have a conversation after we come back, okay?” He asked you. You swallowed and nodded. He sighed. Leaning forward, he kissed you as passionately and sexily as he did before, just deeper. “Be careful,” he murmured.

You held his face in your palms as you pressed one last kiss on his lips. “You too,” you said. “Come back alive.” Bucky nodded.

“For you?” He said, pulling back to send you a charming look. “I will come back from dead.”

[mysticstarlightduck]

Character Inverse Tag

Thanks for the tag, @willtheweaver (here)!

Rules: Write who you think your character’s opposite would be!

I've chosen a few characters from my WIPs Song of Thorns, Enchanted Illusions, Of Starlight and Beasts, and Supernova Initiative for this one because why not lmao. I tried to really lean into the "polar opposite of the regular character" aspect of this tag game!

(Song of Thorns)

Roselyn Lethia - Would be a selfish loner with no desire for adventure and a love for the status quo

Renn Atrius - His polar opposite self would be a human knight from the royal guard with an adoration of the nobility and a disdain for vampiric fey

Cyriel Staryn - Would be a bounty hunter who specializes in hunting thieves and who strives to upkeep the law

Orianna Whisperleaf - Would be a worldly girl from the capital who is terrified of nature and doesn't care about animals

Prince Alaric - I imagine his "mirror universe" self would be a stereotypical prince who loves masquerades, hunting trips, and mostly basks on his family's sway and power, instead of trying to stop them

Tarrant - His opposite self would be a powerful, sly, silver-tongued mob boss with an obsession with being perceived as sexy or attractive, and who has a tendency to be manipulative

(Enchanted Illusions)

Augustus Grimmure - His mirror self would be a mild-mannered pacifist who is terrified of death and all things morbid, and probably a sorcerer in the Order of Light.

Harriet Sharppe - Would be a brash extrovert with a tendency to get into fights extremely easily and a notable lack of patience

Evangeline Daemitya - Would be a stereotypical "rich girl" obsessed with being the latest trendsetter and always being perceived as popular by her peers.

Sam Delaways - Would be a rich businessman with a risk-taking streak who doesn't care about saving money and only cares about being the best

Cailean Telkerly - Would be someone who never runs from his problems and likes to face conflict head-on, while being aloof and not really charming

Clarence Van Sterling - His alternate self would be an all-powerful vampiric lord, of a very posh and arrogant sort, who considers humans as lowly peasants.

(Of Starlight and Beasts)

Corah Stormryder - Would be someone with no ambition, with a tendency to settle for "the way things are" and a strong sense of self-worth

Arammys Lochllain - Would be a clairvoyant mage with a strong grasp of the past and the future, who remembers his entire life and that of others and does not fear his magic.

Eidan Delythen - A popular folk hero with a pristine reputation who isn't afraid of his past and is proud of his family name

Masen Mavven - Would be a trustworthy young man who despises breaking rules and is a thoroughly law-abiding citizen

Kyran Mavven - Would be a sorcerer who despises sciences and alchemy, considering them inferior to magic, and who does not care about his reputation

Scarlet - His opposite self would be a dutiful knight who trusts people too much and who devotes himself to serving the kingdom, even through dangerous situations.

(Supernova Initiative)

Jack Tithus - His opposite self would be a Junction military officer who thoroughly believes in the system and is a hopeless optimist who always sees the best in everyone around him

Cassiopeia Tithus - Her opposite self would be a lazy student with little passion for experimentation and who is terrified of robots of any kind.

Aleks Keldora - A self-confident bounty hunter who is unapologetically himself at all times and is also a truly amazing fighter pilot

Ethean Mirannir - His complete opposite would be a reckless intergalactic thief with little regard for the needs of others and who doesn't really care about the upkeep of his family name

Vesper Foxx - A kind-hearted pacifist who truly believes in a "forgive and forget" philosophy and considers revenge a useless endeavor

Artemis Zreeth - A bubbly and preppy kid with a penchant for colorful clothes who adores going to parties and makes friends extremely easy

Pax Stellaryn - An arrogant fighter pilot who is overconfident in his abilities and oftentimes overestimates his own chances of winning a battle

Tagging: @cakeinthevoid, @i-can-even-burn-salad, @steh-lar-uh-nuhs, @pluttskutt, @anoelleart

@kaylinalexanderbooks, @smol-feralgremlin, @oh-no-another-idea, @littleladymab, @little-peril-stories

@the-ellia-west, @winterandwords, @cowboybrunch, @eccaiia, @sarahlizziewrites

@leave-her-a-tome, @writernopal, @anyablackwood, @unstablewifiaccess, @forthesanityofstorytellers

@lassiesandiego, @thepeculiarbird, @clairelsonao3, @memento-morri-writes, @starlit-hopes-and-dreams, @illarian-rambling and OPEN TAG

[deans-queen]

Wildest​ Dreams 🩵

Main Characters: Dean Winchester x Aria ( Original Character )

Additional Characters: Hanna (Aria’s Best Friend)

Plot: Aria is out at a club with her friends and she meets a mysterious handsome stranger (Dean). (Again this story will mostly be in Aria’s P.O.V) (You can even imagine you the reader as Aria if you want)

Warnings: SMUT, p in v (wrap it up kids), mature and sexual language, alcohol. *18+ Readers ONLY please!*

I’m not good at writing smut but I promise I’m working on it !

Inspired by the song: “Wildest Dreams (Taylor's Version)” by Taylor Swift

Blue text: song lyrics

Aria’s P.O.V

It was Saturday night and I'm out with a group of friends. This week had been super stressful and I needed to unwind. So I decided to have a GNO (girls night out). I was wearing short black dress that hit all my curves right with high heeled pumps. My long dark brown hair was in soft curls that looked like waves and my makeup was on point completed with my favorite red lipstick. I looked hot and I felt it too! We went to this local club and we were downing shots like water. My friends and I were having a blast dancing when suddenly my friend Hanna whispered in my ear “Oh my god, this guy is totally checking you out.”

“Really? Who is he?” I said.

“Yes!” She exclaimed, “and I dunno but he’s totally hot!”

I casually looked behind me and I saw him

He smiled & winked at me.

Damn, he is hot!

He's so tall and handsome as hell

He's so bad but he does it so well

He was tall, muscular (not like a body builder but his body was toned) and had short brown hair.

He had a jawline so sharp and perfect that it could cut you in half.

And to top it off….he had the most amazing smile and GORGEOUS emerald green eyes.

This man was certainly a damn dream.

“You should talk to him Aria.” Hanna said as she elbowed me.

“No way! He’s so out of my league.”

“Come on Aria! He’s handsome as hell. How many other chances are you gonna get?”

“Seriously Han, what would I even say to him? I’m too worried about embarrassing myself.”

Hanna looked over my shoulder and casually pointed his way.

“You better think of something because he’s walking this way.”

I turned around and gasped.

Omg….Omg…. I thought

What do I do? What do I say?

What if I say something stupid?

I gathered my thoughts as this handsome stranger walked towards me.

“Hi.” He said with confidence. He reached out his hand to me and I shook it. His hands were a bit rough but strong at the same time.

“Hi.” I said in a nervous voice shaking his hand.

My heart was pounding in my chest hearing its beat in my ears.

“I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful you are.” His eyes were looking me up and down. “And I was wondering if I could buy you a drink?”

I looked back at Hanna and she nodded in approval.

“Sure.” I said coyly, I was trying to play hard to get. Pretending to be unimpressed with his good looks and charm. It was hard to do that.

He lead me to the bar and we ordered our drinks. He ordered another beer and I ordered a cocktail.

“Soooo…” he said while looking at me and taking a sip of his beer.

“I offer to buy you a drink and I didn’t even bother to ask your name.”

I looked at him shyly. “Aria, I’m Aria.”

“That’s a very unique name. I’m Dean, Dean Winchester.” He gave me a sexy smile, I couldn’t help but blush.

It wasn’t fair, I had just met this man not even 5 minutes ago and I’m already attracted to him. I was under his spell, I didn’t wanna get out of it.

I knew how this night was going to end.

I can see the end as it begins

My one condition is

The next thing I knew we were making out in the backseat of his Chevy Impala.

He said “No one has to know what we do…”

His hands were tangled up in my hair, as my arms wrapped around his neck.

But this is getting good now…

The kiss was passionate and hot. His lips made his way down my neck and jawline. While his hands ran down my back to cup my ass. He then proceeded to run a hand along my thigh to push up the bottom of my dress, exposing my bare skin.

“Dean.” I said breathlessly moaning

“Mmmmm you smell so good baby. Like vanilla and coconut.”

“And you smell like whisky and cologne.” I said under my breath.

“That sounds about right.” He said winking at me.

His hands made is way to the back of my dress to unzip it. I pushed it down and removed it from my body. His eyes grew wide as he saw me in my lingerie. I was wearing a black and red lacy bra that had a rose in the middle with a matching thong.

“Your body is so perfect, Aria.” He said as he looked me up and down, biting his lip.

I reached down to tug on his shirt and removed it. My eyes began to wonder at his chest, muscular arms and perfect abs. He also had a very unique tattoo on his chest.

Was this man carved by a Greek god or something?

“Says you.” I said cheekily while kissing him back again.

It was very bold of me to be making out with a stranger in his car, but I couldn’t help myself. I was totally admired of him. He was like a drug you were addicted to. And I needed every dose of him. I didn’t want him to be another one night stand….someone I would never see again.

I tried to make this night last forever

“Dean….please fuck me. I want you so bad.”

He looked at me grinning like a devil and said “Your wish is my command sweetheart.”

He unbuckled the belt on his jeans taking them off quickly and removed his boxers. My eyes grew wide at the sight of his member. He was thick and huge. I laid down on the seat and he crawled on top of me. He wasted no time lining up with my entrance and putting himself inside me. (With protection of course)

"Oh fuck....you feel so good." I said breathlessly.

“Mmmm so you do you baby. Your pussy is so tight for me.” He moaned.

He thrusted in me faster and faster, I sat up a little bit and put his forehead against mine. I wrapped my legs around his waist pushing him more into me. I gripped my hands along his back, digging my nails into his skin. He moaned while I clawed my nails into him leaving scratch marks.

"God baby, i'm so close. Are you close for me?" He said

"Yes, Dean. I wanna come for you!"

"Come in me, I wanna feel your juices around my cock.”

"Ahhhhhhh fuck." I screamed

I exploded inside him, that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.

We both looked at each other and breathed heavily.

“Dean?” I said while still breathing heavily.

“Yeah baby?” His green eyes looking in mine.

“Please say you’ll remember me after tonight? I don’t want to be just another hook up…”

Say you’ll remember me

Standin’ in a nice dress

Starin’ at the sunset, babe

Red lips and rosy cheeks

Say you’ll see me again even if it’s just in your

Wildest Dreams

“Of course I’ll remember you Aria. I definitely wanna see you again.”

I smiled at him and kissed him again.

All while embracing the best night I’ve had in a long time.

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BPP!

I won’t even beat around the bush. This is a Jimin Fishing ask inspired by this lovely Twitter thread:

https://twitter.com/pjmngallery/status/1671537322075082753?s=46&t=0p2xrEO4ePcaUttUPmcMmA

So BPP, please do us the honour and drop your Jimin is so sexy pictures 😋

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Hi Anon,

Your link.

I appreciate you being upfront about this being a fishing ask. But rather than post pictures as I usually do, I'd rather fill you all in on what I've been doing recently.

I've been watching fancams...

Jikook and rapline member fancams, specifically. Because, before anything else, I'm a fan (ARMY), and I need my fix of their god-tier performances on a regular basis. Coincidentally, I was going through my playlist of Jimin fancams before deciding to open up my Tumblr on a whim to answer a random ask, and yours seems most appropriate for what I was just doing.

So without further ado,

Jimin:

ON era Jimin is so fucking underrated. Timestamps of note: 1:10 - 1:38 (for peak Jimin energy), 2:43 (for Namjoon's walk), 2:43 - 4:02 (for jikook and Jimtonin concentrate).

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I'm still gagged. The passion? The abs? The fact this man was singing live while maintaining that energy? The immaculate synchronization with the background dancers? The masterclass in charm and fan engagement he showed? The fanchants???? First of Park Jimin then BTS? Y'all, I'm gagged still, months later. Park Jimin did that shit with Set Me Free Pt 2. I'm looking forward to the rest of his music this year and next.

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Also, streaming his MVs are good and all, but his music show live performances shouldn't be neglected either. First of all, they're very good performances. It's clear Jimin put a lot of work into them and the quality shows. Second of all, the streaming filters on music show channels are less than on HYBE channels on youtube, for whatever reason. Just FYI.

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One of the first times I saw him perform live. And no offense to everyone else, but the difference in skill he showed here, in a song that wasn't even his, compared to everybody on that stage.... I had to pay attention.

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Pardon my language but he's a beast, a serpent, if Lucifer had a love affair with blonde hair dye and tight skinny jeans, he'd be Jimin in this Gayo performance. Wholly demonic and entirely cherubic at the same time. There isn't a single idol in existence who has his energy.

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Nobody is immune from Kitty Gang Jimin and I'm no different.

(In 2026 I want him in blood red dreads beaded in cowries, his back tats fully on display, and a military scar running up his left arm.... but I'd be alright with his angelic visuals and persona kept intact and that highlighted instead :))

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Anybody who says they don't know why BTS is on top is lying. BTS has Jimin. Enough said.

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In this one performance, you see at least 8 sides of his personality. He's incredibly aware, expressive, and empathetic.

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Endeared.

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Endeared Pt 2.

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Anyway, I miss them. Jungkook will be dropping new music soon, but I also really want something new from Jimin and Namjoon, so I hope we get that too before the end of the year.. maybe just before Tae's release or right after. I need it.

If you've read and watched the fancams to get to this point, here's a few random Jimin pics from my gallery just because...

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[lussiane333]

Unspoken Desire

Bo Sinclair x female reader (he's an ass)

Vincent Sinclair x female reader

Vinny boy not so innocent (and he talks)

Angst, smut, cheating :P

You lived with the Sinclair brothers for some time now.

You knew Bo was interested in you from the very first second you two spent together. He was never ashamed to tell you or show you.. You two never really got official at first. It was just messing around, some kissing when he pushed you against a wall, grinding on him when he sat you on his lap leading into nights of passion.. Eventually, you got close together and long midnight talks revealed the complicated character of Bo. While there was fondness between you two, most of the time your days together ended one way, arguing. You loved him, yes he wasn't the best man, but you cared for him deeply. There was something that couldn't tear you apart, always pulling you into him more and more.

Bo was handsome that's for sure, his charming aura brightened the day. He could be nice and funny when he wanted, but usually he was blunt and rude. Not only to you.

You weren't in close relationship with his twin. Atleast not the first weeks. But then and now, you found yourself by Vincent's side whenever Bo was in one of his moods, when Bo was out of town because of something, and when you just wanted to talk. You told Vincent many, many things. He listened, sometimes he answered, gave you his opinion. He cared about you, he trusted you and even showed you his face, you were part of the family now. He cared a lot.. Something you didn't feel that much from Bo. He always called you nicknames, told you how sexy you are, but it's been almost a year and you never heard those three words out of his mouth. Whenever you told Bo you love him, he smiled to himself but never told anything back. It seemed like he was thinking about, if he actually feels the same. You two had many deep and personal convesations together, but you always felt like Bo isn't fully honest with you. And it bothered you..

Today wasn't very different. It started with Bo coming home late, little drunk.

You had cooked dinner, set up the table nicely, poured some wine. You just wanted to spend some time with your boyfriend.. Because when was the last time that the two of you had sat in such peace together? You can't remember. You heard Bo coming home and just from the noise he was making, you knew it will be one of those nights. Bo had many unresolved problems and issues, and alcohol seemed to be his therapist and best friend in one. Whenever you brought up his behavior, and asked him if he wants to talk about what he feels, he snapped and got all defensive.

"What the fuck are ya playin at" "No i don't fuckin' wanna talk" "I don't know what you're talkin bout just shut up" "Take that stupid advice of yours and go bother someone else i ain't got time for this"

"Where the hell have you been?!" You yelled at him.

He could hear the disappointment in your voice, but he decided to add more gasoline into the fire instead of trying to make things right.

"You haven’t seen me for the whole day and the first thing you're gonna do is yell at me?" Bo stumbled backwards, leaning against the front door.

"I told you this morning! Don't be late, i want to spend some time together!"

He just rolled his eyes at you.

"Why the fuck are you drunk again?"

"Like i'm gonna confess to ya" Bo scoffed to himself. "You know what, end this interrogation and let's just go fuckin eat"

"What happend to us Bo? Why do you have to be like this nearly every damn day?!"

He looked you up and down before spatting "More like what happend to you"

"I mean look at ya" "Think that my biggest desire is to sit and smile like an idiot every fuckin evening? Well it isn't!"

"What the fuck Bo?!" "We are barely together! And when we are it's only about one thing!"

"You can be fuckin happy that i didn't replace you yet"

You felt tear stream down your face as he finished the sentence.

"I am very curious who would stick to your drunk ass and tolerate your bullshit everyday" Your voice cracked and you looked away for only a moment as you took a deep breath.

"It’s time to change the scenery, I'm fucking tired of you!" He yelled as he shut the door and left the house leaving you all alone again..

You were truly hurt. It's not like you haven't heard worse from him, but you didn't know if you want to keep hearing more. You knew he's gonna come home in few hours totally devastated either still pissed, or like usual, promising that everything is going to change. And in the morning there would be the „sober“ apologising part. Walking to the kitchen slamming your fists at the table, spilling over the wine glasses, breaking everything that came into contact with your hands that just wanted to hold and caress.. You sat down and cried, the table not so neat anymore.. You didn't want it to be like this. None of this was your fault, you knew that. And there is one person who understands you and your feelings.

You opened the door and walked downstairs, knocking before opening, you saw Vincent, maskless laying on his bed, reading.

"Y/N? What happened?" He tossed the book aside, sitting up. His voice was soft and almost apologetic while you simply stared back at him, face swollen because of how hard you cried.

"I-.. Bo he-.." You shook your head, couldn't bring yourself to talk about it.

"Shhh come here" Vincent opened his arms and you ran to him instantly.

But he knew exactly what happend. Vincent heard everything, he heard the fight and your breakdown afterwards. He was waiting for you, he knew you'll come downstairs. To him, like you always do. He smiled softly at that thought. Vincent stroked your back and whispered how it will be all good but deep down he knew that HE will make it all good.

You rolled to your side, clinging onto his sweater you said "Vince, don't leave me alone tonight"

That sentence made him feel all warm and proud inside.

He smirked. Vincent always got what he wanted, it was like that when he was a kid and it was like that now. Remembering how easy it was to make his parents think that he's truly just a damaged, soft little boy, and his twin is the evil one, as they liked to call him. Of course when Bo would go and tell his parents how bad Vinny is, they would be angry. At Bo. How dare he is to talk that way about the precious little artist? When Bo is the one who doesn't listen and always cause trouble! That was his trick. But Vincent didn't want to trick you. He honestly cared about you. Loved you.. But his twin was more slick, he had to give him that. Vincent just didn't understand and couldn't help but think how truly pathetic his brother is for not treasuring you and always ending up hurting you.

The woman who he wished to hold and kiss every night, the woman who always made him feel better with her presence, who talked and listened to his ideas, the woman who would help him when he got injured, sometimes it didn't even hurt that much, but who is he to say no to you? You. The perfect person for him. You two were laying on Vincent's bed for some time, no one saying a word. You had calmed down, your breathing was steady and your tears dried a long time ago. Vincent was now hugging you from behind. Feeling his breath on your neck, finding it calming, you closed your eyes, trying to forget about every little thing that troubled you.

But Vincent wasn't so calm inside. He had you like this and his mind wandered off to many places. The pressure in his pants not helping at all. He buried his face in your hair, taking in a deep breath, he lost all the remaining self-control and rolled his hips aganist your ass and your eyes widened. At first you thought it was because he moved closer, but then you felt it again and again, along with soft kisses on your neck.

You turned to face him right away, which he took as an invitation and slammed his lips on yours. Vincent groaned in pleasure as he devoured your mouth. You didn't know what was happening. That was Vincent.. Your boyfriend's brother..

This was wrong.. So wrong.. You pushed him away, both of you looking confused.

"Vincent what are you-" You didn't have time to finish because he got on top of you, pinning you down with his weight. Your arms were free though, you could have slapped him or something, at least try to push him off, but you didn't. You were looking at him, you couldn't believe that Vincent would ever.. That YOU would ever.. He kissed your neck hungrily again, and your breath hitched as you felt tingles rush from your neck to a different part of your body.

"You have no idea.." Vincent started, his voice deep and rough "How long i've been waiting for this moment." He kissed you again, grabbing your hip with one hand and grinding his hips aganist yours.

"We.. we shouldn't.." You stuttered. "Vincent.. please stop, oh god stop.."

"Mhm, don’t think I can stop.. don't really want to" Vincent whispered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. He bit your lip gently and tilted his head to the side.

"Vince, this is wrong.." You moaned.

"Then why are you pulling me so hard to you?" He asked, the forced innocence in his voice almost funny, considering what he was doing to you.

You didn't even register that your arms weren't next to your body anymore, but one on his back and the other on his waist.

"But Vincent.." You didn’t want him to stop, but it had to. It wouldn’t be right..

"Change of scenery, i'm fucking tired of you!" You replayed the scene from earlier in your head. 'Change of scenery indeed' You thought.

You took your hand and placed it on his cheek, leaning in to kiss him. He looked at you, making sure you're really okay with this. You nodded, pulling him back down for another kiss. That's when Vincent's patience ran out as he ripped your t-shirt, sliding off your bra. Fingers now trailing your nipples. He lowered himself as he took one breast in his mouth, playing with the other one. You wrapped your legs around his waist, squeezing him in, feeling the butterflies when he kissed and played with both of your breasts together.

"Vinny" You moaned out. He was now in your panties with his hand, circling your clit, playing with your wetness. Vincent undid your pants, throwing them aside, his own were next. He lowered himself again, kissed and licked your pussy before shoving his fingers in. He pumped them in and out, licking your clit again, recieving sounds from you that were 10 times better than he imagined.

He felt his hard cock beg for attention, his pink tip feeling the texture of the sheets, making him moan into your pussy.

"More" Was the only thing he needed to hear.

He took out his fingers and shoved himself into you roughly, shutting his eye tight, trying to hold himself. Vincent grabbed your hips tightly and began to fuck you violently. Everything he was feeling needed to be let out. That goes for you too. He made an internal promise that he is going to fuck thoughts of Bo out of you. He will do anything, anything you ask him to do. Anything it takes to make you cry out his name. He kind of wishes for his brother to hear you too. But now his main priority is to make you feel good. Your pussy was hugging him so good that he thought he's gonna cum any minute. You played with your clit, the other hand holding onto him. You were moaning non-existing things, feeling the pleasure knot in your stomach, you arched your back and whimpered.

"Oh Vin.. Don't fucking stop!"

With that, Vincent took your legs and threw them over his shoulders, fucking you hard and fast. He could feel that he won't last long. And he also felt that he was hitting your sweet spot when your mouth hanged open, legs trembling while he held them. Your hands were trying to find something to hold onto. You gripped his thighs slightly, and dug your nails in them. Getting another groan from him. That was it. Your hips were shaking as your orgasm took over you. You whined as you felt Vincent pounding your now sensitive pussy.

"Oh f-fuck" Vincent moaned, shook your legs off his shoulders and kissed you deeply. You pulsed around him and with that, he came hard. Fucking out his orgasm, hugging you as he filled you with everything he got.

"My brother has chosen well, too bad i'll never let him touch ya again" He said as he kissed you and booped your nose mockingly.

These upcoming days will be interesting..

[tired-teacher-blog]

hi teach! how are you? i'm kinda new to your account and i gotta say i adore your writing 😌✨

is it okay if i request any spicy and relationship headcanons for best jeanist? i can barely find any content of him lately 😔

if you don't write for jeanist it's okay! i hope you have a great day/night! ♡ (ps: thanks for the follow🥺)

Hi baby ❤️ your words are making me incredibly happy, you have no idea! And you're absolutely right, there is barely anything out there written for him so let's change that shall we? 😍

Relationship headcanons

Characters : Best jeanist/ Gender neutral reader

Genre : Fluff/ Suggestive themes/ Headcanons

Please do not read if you're a minor

Masterlist|Second Masterlist

SFW :

Meeting the pro hero for the very first time, you were instantly captivated by his flamboyant personality and alluring appearance, however, his eccentricity was a bit too much for you to handle, which was why you kept a little distance between you two, and settled for admiring him from afar.

That was until you learned more about him, and understood that underneath that charming surface, lays a selfless and brave man, one who strives to spread peace and serenity among civilians, even at the expense of his own safety -like a real hero should do-.

When you finally gathered up the courage to confess your newly discovered feelings for him, you were met with a concealed smile from underneath his ridiculously high collar, he was pleasantly surprised to learn about your sentiments and fervently confessed his own.

Being with him is a literal adventure, he is mesmerizing and does everything passionately which is exciting. He is straightforward, and you love that about him.

He has always been proud of you, cheering you on and motivating you to follow your dreams no matter how tough things get.

He talks about you all the time, he just manages to find a way to slip your name into any conversation he's having, no matter if serious or casual said conversation is, he's just smitten and never gets bashful to show it.

You love shopping dates with him, he just has the best taste in clothes and you end up with amazing pieces of garments each and every time.

In addition, he makes you try them out for him once you're home, like a little fashion show just for his eyes. He enjoys your excitement and the little twirls you do in order for him to have a good look at the way they fit you, and he finds himself unable to keep his hands and lips away from you, turning your fitting session into a make out one, -or something even spicier-.

You are his confidant(e) and he trusts you with his life, keeping nothing hidden from you, and seeking your advice when things get tough.

NSFW :

He's so vocal during your intimate times, and body worship is his thing! He enjoys praising you while his lips and fingers cover every inch of your skin. He usually uses fabric related descriptions to address you during those moments, such as: soft, elegant, firm, silky, shiny, velvety, luxurious.

He has an extremely sensitive neck, something you always use to your advantage, because just a simple touch of your fingertips to his skin can bring the most delicious groans out of his mouth. And you usually don't stop at that, adding your lips and teeth to the mix and relishing the goosebumps appearing under your touch.

He goes nuts when you put on a sexy lingerie set for him, not only because of how alluring and enticing you would look, but also because of the way his fingers glide along the delicate fabric before reaching your flesh.

He is passionate and extremely gentle with you, he never does anything hurriedly and always asks how you're feeling before taking the next step. You communicate well and tell each other instantly if one of you wishes to take things slower, or do them harder and faster.

His mouth can do wanders, wether he's kissing your lips, nibbling on your earlobe, sucking on your neck or teats, plunging his tongue into the wetness between your legs, you are always writhing and shuddering and begging for more. And it's vice versa, because you -too- get to witness his aroused expression and needy pleas everytime the roles are reversed.

@battydora

[sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee]

Can I ask for a ranking of which rogues have the most to least rizz (ability to flirt) and why?

"The Rizz" General Rogues Party

OKAY. Best flirters to Worst! Note that a several of the middle people are same-ish in my mind so take solid rankings with a grain of salt.

Tw: Mentions of crimes such as drugging, hypnotism, etc. One suggestive line.

Poison Ivy- Before being poisoned by her colleague/boss, Pamela was incredibly shy and socially awkward. The poisons and toxins injected into her body did something... peculiar. She became an expert in knowing exactly what to say to ease into people's minds. That plus the chemicals she can leak out as an aphrodisiac, it doesn't take much to pull someone to her embrace.

Ra's Al Ghul- He's been around the metaphorical block so many times. He has the charm, the wit, the looks- It's probably a good thing he's so invested in his own plans and less on romance, or he'd be sweeping people off their feet right and left. His powers of seduction would be unreal.

Mr. Freeze- Okay, hear me out. You hardly see the game because he's so in love with Nora. That and the genuine trauma and angst of his whole backstory. However, he is a romantic man and knows the meaning of a gesture. If he was able to find room in his heart for another, they would know the what real devotion felt like.

Riddler- The main reason he's considered good at flirting is that silver tongue. He has the intelligence and grand vocabulary to charm the pants off of someone. His big issue comes down to him being so fucking arrogant and smug. If you ignore that, though, and embrace any awkwardness that he shows... he's still on the end of good flirter.

Killer Croc- Honestly? He's average. He's not bad at flirting but he's not particularly great, either. The real problem for him tends to be past anger issues flaring up which is very not sexy.

The Penguin- He's not the worst at flirting but he's decidedly below average. He doesn't have the best table manners, sometimes he can be rather crass and he's used to having to buy things to get them. Like "people" and "affection", for example.

Harley Quinn- She's her own brand of flirting which can be very hit or miss. You love it or hate it. It's goofy, in your face and sometimes she takes it that step too far. It's needy. As confident as she is, there's still this gnawing desperate need for the approval of people she likes.

Two-Face- The unfortunate thing about Two-Face... Harvey is all schoolboy loveliness, considerate, and caring. Harv is adrenaline rush, passion and "showing you a good time." While they're technically good at flirting, having both styles in one person and sometimes back to back can be disorienting, particularly if one puts you off.

Mad Hatter- Listen, it's not that he doesn't know how to flirt. He knows how to court someone and make them feel special. If he's lucid, he can have the most stimulating conversations. The problem is that he tends to make most romantic interactions incredibly creepy. That's leaving out the drugging, hypnotism, and abduction habits.

Bane- It's not that he can't flirt with someone he's comfortable with, but just meeting someone? He's blunt, calculating and sometimes even smug. Growing up in a prison didn't do a lot for his social skills, particularly soft, intimate ones. Logically he knows what to do and might even be able to play at it if he wanted, but really a lot of his genuine rizz wouldn't come out until later on in a relationship.

Scarecrow- For all his intelligence and capacity for witty wordplay, flirting is not this man's game. He is bristly and a lot of his ideas of romance is very macabre metaphors of fear and death. For some people that works and for others it's just way too intense. That, and he's just arrogant enough that if someone doesn't get his gestures, he writes it off as them being the problem.

Black Mask- Anger issues, entitlement, gruff as hell, and has enough of that rich douchebag in him still that he thinks negging is a valid form of flirting. The sex is hot as hell, though.

Zsasz - Anything he thinks is romantic or even sexy flirty is going to be obscenely sleazy and/or threatening. At one point he used to be charming which eased his path to the criminal life. Now he'll make gestures that are not only creepy, but zero grace or finesse behind it.

[ravenbloodshot]

How TxT members view each other (PT.2)

Soobin (POV)

Yeonjun

Positive traits: (Soobin has a lot of respect for him)charismatic, good style, looks good in anything, charming, passionate, high self esteem, leader, masculine, regal, ladies man, open minded, open to love, gets over break ups easily, doesn't stay in a sad/depressive state for long

Negative traits: bad FOMO (fear of missing out), catty and petty, aggressive, gets really loud when upset, impulsive, selfish, bad at keeping promises, bad with time, gets jealous of others (like envious of the lives shown on Instagram)

Beomgyu

Positive traits: careful, calculative, clever, shouldn't be underestimated, beautiful eyes, generous, giving with money, wealthy, mystical and mysterious, joyful, takes care of himself, leader, honorable, protective and possessive of what's his

Negative traits: talks too much, loud, annoying at times, complains too much, problems going to sleep, too affectionate, runs from his problems, avoids confrontation, sensitive

Taehyun

Positive traits: gives the same energy given to him, open minded, not afraid to call out bs, confrontational, realistic, trustworthy, not the type to betray others, good at keeping secrets, cctv eyes, watches everything(very perceptive)

Negative traits: doesn't know how to deal with his fame, boring, doesn't put enough effort into his career, doesn't have many friends, beautiful but shallow, lazy, cares what others think, procrastinator, bad at dealing with his hurt feelings

Huening Kai

Positive traits: Masculine, protective of what's his, independent, aggressive, go getter, sarcastic, witty, prankster, stable, goal oriented, cool to hang with, friendly and charismatic (Soobin feels like Huening Kai is the same as him, sees himself in HK)

Negative traits: stubborn, mean, ghosts others, cold, aggressive, too passionate, gets into unrequited love, scared of getting too close to people, fear of being betrayed

Beomgyu (POV)

Yeonjun

Positive traits: open minded, a chameleon that can fit into all social circles, sociable, sexy, has sex appeal, very popular, optimistic, perseveres through obstacles, eccentric style, has unconventional relationships, liberal

Negative traits: people pleaser, loses himself being around others, too mutable, cares what others think, pouty, vain, too westernized, too passionate and energetic, impulsive, adrenaline seeker, fake it till you make it, pretentious, materialistic

Soobin

Positive traits: stubborn, his word is law (puts his foot down), not a push over, warm, sympathetic, fatherly, stable and secure, reliable, smart, risk taker, calculative, nice body, noncommittal, independent

Negative traits: cruel streak, aggressive, doesn't like when others worry about him, suffers in silence, takes on too much work, pushes others away, too competitive, rough (may not realize his strength), impatient, bad at communication (never consistently texts/calls Beomgyu)

Taehyun

Positive traits: independent, watchful, sees everything, perceptive, enjoys nature, open minded, cultured, realistic, fun to talk and hang with, (these two are close), doesn't stay stuck on the past, takes care of himself, smells good, clean

Negative traits: aggressive, prideful, thinks he's better than others, stalker, too watchful, knows a lot of people's secrets, (beomgyu is suspicious of him since he sees so much), too reclusive, dealing with a heartbreak, not affectionate with his speech, doesn't express his love well

Huening Kai

Positive traits: consistent, goal oriented, patient, good with time, passionate, doesn't put up with bs, solid boundaries

Negative traits: obsessed with fame, attention seeker, ungrateful, pessimistic, jealous of others life, boring, too focused on work

Huening Kai (POV)

Yeonjun

Positive traits: handsome, charismatic, sly, foxy, alluring, affectionate, sweet talker, attractive, high self esteem, confident, flirtatious

Negative traits: petty, aggressive, snippy when upset, prideful, easy to anger if you realize his sensitivities, childish, not focused enough on his career, runs from his problems, holds grudges

Soobin

Positive traits: independent, simple and uncomplicated, doesn't need much to be okay, adventurous, is his own person, good with time management, perceptive but not too perceptive, sympathetic

Negative traits: acts as the mediator a lot when members fight, aggressive, asserts his authority, unaffectionate with his speech, (shaky connection, they like each other one day then the next they don't)

Beomgyu

Positive traits: communicative, funny, good at impersonations, knows how to bring the members together, takes care of himself, knows his worth, in a healing stage, doesn't hesitate when it comes to going after love, match maker (could set up members on dates)

Negative traits: loud, annoying at times, too energetic, childish, puts too much pressure on himself, overworks himself, directed by his emotions over his logic, hard headed, holds grudges, cutthroat, doesn't give second chances

Taehyun

Positive traits: confrontational, masculine, in control of himself, intense, beautiful eyes, not gullible, doesn't fear much, balanced, leaves behind things/people not good for him, stops toxic patterns, strong boundaries

Negative traits: pessimistic, cynical and dark, brooding, dealing with a break up, not open to love at the moment, too aggressive, reclusive, suffers in silence