#just sounded fun 🌝

[stararch4ngelqueen]

domestic jason hcs? >:)

(this ask feels self-indulgent but i was VERY inspired by this one buff dude i saw on insta reels baking in a not-so-sexual way but like women in the comments are down bad and i cant really describe it im so sorry 😭)

imagine waking up to jason baking something (doesnt have to be anything could just be bread). you wanna help but the only instructions he gives you is to sit pretty, wearing his shirt and all. everytime he moves around the kitchen, he give u a lil peck on the lips if hes close enough to you. youre just sitting pretty like he asked, watching this man work and looking a little love struck cuz all you wanna do is pull him down and give him the fattest kiss for being so husband material

(dude, im yearning so much. thank u for writing a lot for jason 💞 ALSO ive seen u around in the cod tag so another thanks for ur fics there too 💞)

I’m sticking with the prompt cause I had unholy thoughts. An thank you! I appreciate your appreciation for my works ✨

This may be the tiniest bit suggestive 🌝

Time Written - 5:51 a.m

Baking at an early hour was somewhat new for Jason.

Baking at an early hour after an intense ending to an incredible date night was incredibly new for Jason.

His hands were occupied with an intriguing scene of soft dough and hard, rich yellow butter on a marble countertop. His muscles at work folding in the pockets of butter into the dough, pressing it with the heels of his palms.

“Morning, mama.” His morning voice held that early rasp in his tone that tickled you just right. You reciprocated his greeting as you walk into the kitchen, dressed in one of his shirts he aggressively yanked off the night before.

There he stood in grey sweatpants. Baking something delectable for seemingly no reason.

“What’s the occasion?” You question as you approach the counter, admiring his bed rugged hair adding onto his every attractive appearance.

“Cloudy outside, which means baking time.”

“Baking time?” The slightest glance at your cheeky little grin made him amusingly scoff.

“Baked goods,” he clarified with a head gesture behind him. “Coffee’s ready for ya, babe.”

Soon, the kitchen will flood with the warm aroma of browning butter and cooking sugar, invading throughout your home for a very long evening. Neighbors will get jealous over the smell of bakery air, hopefully helping them ignore the noises prior to the other night.

It was quite a sight to watch, his muscles flexing with a focused flare along his brow. You almost didn’t hear his insistence the second time towards the cinnamon coffee waiting in the pot for you.

“Gonna stick around? You’ll get first glance at what I’m making.”

“Which is?” You pry, watching him approach the sink to wash his hands.

“Crossiants,” he admits after drying his hands, giving the tip of your nose a peck. “With chocolate.”

“Look at you, my man’s a baker.” You smile while leaning against the counter, feeling your heart throb romantically from his chaste kisses.

“Not what you expected, huh?”

“What, my Red Hood busting skulls and baking? So many single moms would chase after you if they could.”

That comment has him unexpectedly laugh. Not the worst thing he’s been told, so he’ll take it. Poor single mothers, too bad he’s already taken.

“I thought you meant the chocolate would be inside?” You ask after peeking at the dough he wrapped up in cling wrap.

“No,” He shakes his head. “See, I thought that, but I like the idea of dipping them into melted chocolate a whole lot better.”

“Where’d you get the inspiration?”

“France,” he amusingly huffs with a shrug after approaching to take the packet you handed to him. “Thanks baby. Where else?”

He slips the packet of buttered dough into the fridge before turning towards the stove, almost running into you as you beat him to it, peering into a saucepan full of melted chocolate.

“Hey, hey.” Cool, clean hands gently grasped hold of your shoulders, gently nudging you away from his little workspace. “Easy on those eyes, almost knocked you into an accident.”

“Need some help with anything?” You offer, reminding him of when he used to ask his mother the same question. Happy little memories that brought embers of warmth in his heart.

“You can be of huge help,” He begins, calloused hands grazing down along your fingerprint shaped bruised hips before hoisting you up in his arms like a little doll.

“By sitting pretty, an’ letting me work.”

He plops you down on a stool he pulled out from the island counter, giving you a perfect little spot to watch him work. You slouch after he turns away, watching him return to his little objective on the stove.

“You just melt chocolate in the pan like that?”

“Sorta,” Jason tilts his head after grabbing a spoon, stirring the smooth, ganache-like chocolate concoction around. “France’s version of hot chocolate. Some milk, cream, a little sugar.”

You hum as a response, watching the muscles along the back of his left shoulder move as he enacts upon such a simple, minor task. Jason probably said something else, along the lines of not wanting such a beautiful body of chocolate boil on the stove, but it wasn’t much of your concern as it was his.

Maybe your main concern was how exactly did the scratches you left along his back didn’t break skin, clinging onto him for dear life as they flexed along your greedy palms.

He probably knew that, he was hiding a smile for all you could tell if you paid any attention.

“My girl want a taste?” He offers, his real gaze snapping your mind back into reality. You nod, anxiously sitting up in your seat.

He spoons warm, melted chocolate on the top of your tongue, watching it dribble down your bottom lip. The pink of your little tongue swiped up the remnants, all for Jason’s adoring gaze to witness.

Your reaction varies upon the subtle lack of sweetness from the chocolate.

“It’s not that sweet. Is it dark—?”

Your words are stolen when he kisses you, cradling your face within his two warm hands after carelessly setting down the spoon.

His heavy lidded gaze meets yours after breaking off the kiss, his cheeks flushed with affectionate warmth.

“Don’t know,” his glistening lips curve upwards after licking his lips. “Tastes pretty sweet to me.”

He turns away, as if he hadn’t committed such a crime in the first place.

You’re left watching once again, anxious nerves preventing you from sitting still. Fidgety fingers lingering in your lap, grasping along the lower hem of your shirt.

“Also coffee,” Jason pitches as if he forgot. “Added a little espresso to enhance the taste. You, uh… never got your coffee, babe.”

Oh. Right. The first thing he told you when you came in.

“Sorry,” you sheepishly admit, slightly shifting your hips whilst on the stool. “Got a little distracted.”

He chuckles, not even needing a detective’s mindset to understand fully why. “Did you now?”

Not giving you a chance to answer, Jason sets the saucepan off the burner before turning full attention towards you. Swooping you off the stool you sat, hoisting you ontop of a warm, clean counter.

His torso pressed against yours, keeping you comfortably confined between a marble surface and a hard place. His hands caress along your torso, thumbs trickling over your stiff nipples through your shirt, still sore from his teeth marks.

“Took you long enough,” he grumbles against the shell of your ear. His lips press against your neck as you swallow, kissing down along your collarbone. “Figured you’d have stayed sleeping in ‘till I was done here. Guessin’ last night wasn’t enough for you?”

“Your fault for putting on a show.” You whisper, hooking your legs the best you could around his broad waist.

He chuckles against your neck, his excitement as palpable as his pearly smile expressed. “Your fault for watchin’, mama.”

[kuromi-hoemie]

i am so easily flustered by stories about exhibitionism (⁠｡⁠ﾉ⁠ω⁠＼⁠｡⁠) i haven't read too many yet but my favorite one so far was Skinny Dip by @/funkybunnsfw. it so so sweet, so fun, so exciting =ω=

[snudootchaikovsky]

I FORGET. THAT HOBBIES,,,CAN BE HOBBIES AND I DON'T NEED TO WORRY IF WHAT I ENJOY CAN BE USED FOR COLLEGE APPLICATIONS CAUSE

IT'S THE STUFF I DO AND IF IT ISN'T "IMPRESSIVE" ENOGUH FOR COLLEGE THEN IT'S THEIR LOSS

[chestharrington]

🌝 hi im back hehehehe a steve harrington fic where you’re teasing him (grinding at a bar????????? mayhaps?????) and then you turn around to him just 🤠 bc he 100% came in his pants thank u mamas

Heyyyy sexy <3 This is short (sozz) and I took liberties pls forgive me. But the heart of the matter is the same: Steve Harrington WILL bust in his pants. AMEN!

Rating: E (18+) Kinda

Warnings: Drinking (which shouldn’t be a warning. GROW UP!), making out, premature ejaculation

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Steve had been clinging to your side like a baby duck the entire night, never wandering farther than arm's length. A warm hand on the small of your back as you made your way through the crowded frat house, a warm lap to sit on when your feet started aching and the ugly leather couch started calling your name.

“You don’t have to babysit tonight,” you murmured after you sat down in the , pressing a soft kiss on his jaw.

“I know,” he replied. His hand was warm on your inner thigh, protective and comfortable. His thumb rubbed soothing circles on the plush skin as he looked at you. “I trust you, I just don’t trust these college guys.”

“You’re so adorable when you’re all protective,” you teased, poking his side. “Are you even having a little fun?” His guilty expression and lack of response said all you needed to know.

You stood and pulled him off the couch with a scheming grin. “We’re going to go slam a beer, and then you’re going to dance with me to whatever shitty music they have playing. Then we’re going to try the jungle juice, dance a little more, and after that we’ll bail and go make out in your car.” You raised a brow. “Any questions?”

“No questions. But you’re really sexy when you boss me around,” he said, leaning down to place a chaste kiss on your lips. You grinned at his words and guided him through the packed house to find the nearest cooler.

Things were going pretty well until your first cup of jungle juice. There was definitely some sort of mixer there, but, by taste alone, you would’ve guessed it was just food coloring to turn all the liquor red.

“We’re gonna have to call Robin to drive us home,” Steve shouted over the music as he downed the last swill in his red solo cup. You nodded and poured a little more in your cup, which you easily chugged down.

You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand and stood on tiptoes to press a messy kiss to Steve’s lips. As soon as you pulled away, a smile spread across your lips. “Let’s go dance! I love this song!”

Despite the crowd, you managed to pull him through the crowd on clumsy footing. Everyone was in similar states of carefree and giddy drunkenness, so no one really cared if you bumped into them. You guided him until you were practically back to back with the sound system and started dancing.

You really didn’t love this song. You didn’t even think you’d heard it before. But there was a good beat, and Steve’s hands were warm on your exposed skin, pulling your back right against him.

He was planting clumsy kisses along your jaw and throat as he held you tight, letting you move and sway against him. You relished in the feeling of his fingertips toying with the hem of your shirt just itching to slip beneath.

Your hands settled atop his, guiding them to your hips as you moved. You spared a glance back and felt your heart flutter at the sight of him— hair plastered to his forehead, cheeks flushed.

A few songs later, his hands were back under your shirt and you were itching to escape the crowd. Which is how you wound up down the block in the backseat of the Beamer.

Warm hands splayed across your ass as you straddled his lap, lips barely leaving his except for very necessary gasps for breath. He tasted like jungle juice, but you didn’t care.

“See?” You gasped between kisses. He held you firm on his lap, guiding you as you ground against him. “Told you that we needed to get out for once.”

“Mhmm.” He nodded, chasing your lips, tongue licking into your mouth with a needy desperation. Occasionally, passing cars would light up the interior, but you were both too drunk on each other to care.

Distantly, you could hear the bass shaking the frat house off the foundations, and cheers as someone broke the keg stand record for the night. But after a while, the sounds of Steve’s lips smacking against yours, and soft moans slipping past his lips when you moved against him took over your entire brain.

It could’ve been fifteen minutes or an hour. Time got a little fuzzy when you both got drunk and touchy. His hands were so tight on your hips that it might have actually left bruises, which would’ve been a problem for tomorrow.

You had only just started toying with his hair when he pulled back from the kiss with a muffled whimper, panting softly.

“Did I pull your hair too hard?” You asked sheepishly, giving his scalp a soothing scratch.

“No! No it felt nice,” he insisted. His cheeks were a burning pink, which matched his kiss-swollen lips. You leaned in and gave one chaste kiss, before leaning in to start up the make-out session again. You rolled your hips against his briefly before he grabbed your hips in his hands, keeping them still. “Can we just take a… I dunno… five minute breather?”

You raised a brow and moved your hands between the two of you, only to find a wet patch on his jeans. You bit your lip in an attempt to hide your grin, but it was too late. “Aww… you came from a bit of kissing?” His cheeks flushed impossibly deeper, as you pecked kisses along his cheek. “That is… surprisingly sexy.”

“It’s so not my fault,” he insisted, practically pouting until your words registered. “Wait— it is?”

“Mhmm…” You replied as you began stroking him teasingly over his denim. “Actually… I kind of want to make you do it again.”

[dilfl0v3rss]

Hear me outt 🌝 - jealous ony .. and y/n gets a lil lesson

yes yes yesssssss😩

all mine

cw: car sex, public sex!!

word count: 1.8k

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ony isn’t the jealous type, having lots of confidence in your love for him. he trusted you with his life and expected you to do the same with him so if there was an issue that had him feeling a little more possessive then it usually had barely anything to do with you. it was these thirsty ass niggas.

“baby please go sit the fuck down. too damn early for you t’be irritating me.” it was nine in the morning and you decided i’d be fun to give ony a little show in the living room, twerking and singing along to different songs playing on youtube. right now the princess dianna remix was playing and you was sitting in his lap, bouncing up and down as if you were riding him. “cmon boy i know you wanna touch all dis.” hands raking all over your body as you looked down at his bored face.

ony wasn’t trying to do nothing but smoke a wood with his breakfast and you were ruining that by putting your tiddies all in his face. “mama go somewhere wit allat before i spank you furreal.” his deep voice rumbled from his chest as he lightly pushed you off of him. this man clearly had an attitude, but you knew his stuck up ass wasn’t gon say nothing about it. “what’s wrong papa? why you so aggy?” you were trying to get him to communicate with you, but quickly changed your mind once he got to sucking his teeth, acting as if you were being a pest or something.

rolling your eyes, you started to say something smart, but we’re cut off by the sound of ony’s ringtone. connie’s contact came up and the way your man moved to grab the phone pissed you tf off. “yoo?……nah i’m just chillin at the crib rn…..of course gang we out.” your hands instantly gravitated towards your hips, weight being supported on one leg as you gave him a stank face. “you out where?”

once again, this sassy ass man sucked his teeth before replying. “finna go hoop wit the guys.” this had to be some type of sick joke. there’s no way this man, YOUR man, the one who literally had an attitude five minutes ago, was suddenly prepped up and ready to go run around with his little friends, but couldn’t even have a little fun with you.

“what about me? you don’t wanna stay wit me today daddy?” voice softening as you leaned down to ony’s face. you looked into his brown eyes as you waited for him to fold. he stared right back at you, licking his lips before his phone buzzed once again, ruining the moment as you seen his group chat start to blow his phone up with messages. “you can come wit me ma, but i wanna go hoop.”

what a fucking joke. you pushed yourself of off where your arms were rested before walking to your room, hips swaying with attitude. you wanted to go to target anyways so you decided you’d go to the park with him just this once to get what you wanted, but you had no intention of speaking to this man until he gave you the attention you deserved.

you sat on the park bench, watching ony get all sweaty and sexy playing with his friends. “cashhh bitch! y’all niggas suck i’m finna start putting money on this shit.” ony chuckled as he watched eren and reiner holding their hands on their knees, clearly out of breath from getting their ass whooped again.

“man fuck you. you and connie don’t even need to be on the same team cause y’all mothafuckas played in high school. if we was on that field you know damn well me and rei would be whooping that ass.” eren and reiner dapped each other up before each of them went to go get some water. ony approached you on the bench, shirt discarded somewhere near the courts, chest glistening with sweat as he practically snatched the water from in front of you and drank it.

“excuse me you fucking beast. at least ask.” you reached to snatch the water back, but he just held it higher so you couldn’t reach, giving you a warning glacé. “girl watch your mouth ‘fore i embarrass you in this park.” you rolled your eyes, plopping yourself back in your seat and pulling out your phone. “just go play wit ya little boyfriends ony.” you mumbled, texting on your phone as if you said nothing.

ony clearly didn’t hear you, walking back to go set up another game. “excuse me. this seat taken?” you turned around with attitude, still pissed at your stupid ass boyfriend. when you looked up at where the voice was coming from you were surprised to see a very handsome older man staring back at you. “nah you good. s’just me.” the man smiled at you, gladly taking a seat while digging in his back for his sneakers. “aww that’s a shame. why’s a pretty girl like you at the park all alone?”

you were going to correct him and let him know that you meant alone on the bench, not alone at the park, but your words were soon forgotten. “i’m zeke, eren’s brother. you a friend of his?” you nodded your head, voice stuck in your throat as zeke chuckled at your lack of reply. “you don’t talk much do ya? that’s fine. how about you give me your number and i’ll do all the talking.” as handsome as he was, you were a loyal woman and only wanted to be with one man.

you opened your mouth to politely shoot him down when you were interrupted. “nah she good.” ony’s lower stomach was was right behind your head as you and zeke looked up at him. face showing signs of irritation as he stood over you with his arms crossed on his chest. zeke held his hands up in defense as he practically rats you out. “i mean no harm, the pretty lady said she was here alone so i asked for her number. i had no idea.”

you looked up at your boyfriend, giving him a shy smile as you practically smelled the jealousy coming off of him. “uhh we’ll since that’s outta the way, you guys got room for one more?” zeke stood up, clearly uncomfortable with the tense energy being emitted from the both of you right now. “go ahead man, m’just leaving.” the blonde man gave him a small nod before leaving the two of you alone. “baby it’s not what is lo-”

“get in the car mama, we going home.”

the two of you didn’t even make is home, legs spread in the passenger seat as ony had one hand caressing the back of your neck while the other was buried deep in your panties. you’ve tried explaining the situation many times, and he seemed to understand what really happened, but he still fingered you with so much vigor that you couldn’t help but feel he was upset with you. “p-please papa i didn’t do anything wrongggg. it was just mis-miscommunication.”

his fingers dug into you deeper, nodding to you in understanding as he sucked hickies into your neck. “i know mama. i know. it’s just…just-” “jus’ what daddy? what i do?” a soft sigh left your lips at ony’s fingers left your hole, lifting to your clit before rubbing it slowly. “ion like seeing you talk to men ion know.” his fingers moved faster, making you shake under his arm as your release approached.

“i didn’t k-know. m’sorryyyy” your climax was at the tip of your tongue, but before long it was ripped away. ony leaned back in his seat before pulling his shorts and boxers below his hips. dick standing tall against his stomach as his hands moved towards your hips. “it’s okay princes. ima teach you, and make sure you never forget.”

though ony had a soft smile on his face, his grip on your hips was tight as he lifted you over the center console. your sundress was bunched up at your stomach so your boyfriend had easy access to your pretty pussy. he waisted no time ripping your panties in the middle and lining himself up with your tight entrance. “no screaming, no running, no crying, understand?”

before you could answer a scream erupted from your throat as ony slammed you down on his dick. “the fuck i just say mama?” large hands squeezing your ass tightly as he continued bouncing you up and down on his lap. lewd moans flew from your lips as you felt how delicious your walls felt against him. “i know it feel good, but i need you to stay quiet f’me okay? we still in public.” your eyes migrated toward the tinted windows, getting a good view of the still occupied park as well as you friends playing basketball.

“i’ll be quiet, promise.” your lips connected, dancing sloppily with each other before ony spoke into your mouth. “good girl.” his dick began kissing your cervix, palms taking up most of the space of your ass. “you mine right?” the two of you were eye to eye as he moved his hand to your neck, a silent command for you to bounce on your own as he continued thrusting from under you.

“y-yes daddy. only yours.” ony smiled at your response, rewarding you by angling his hips upward in the way that makes you want to melt into him. “this my pussy ain’t it?” he took your wrists, holding them behind your back as the two of you made love chest to chest. you moaned his name repeatedly like a prayer until you felt the urge to pee. “your heart, mind, and body. who’s is it?”

you felt your climax once again, this time stronger than before. pussy already leaking so much that it wet the seats under you as you continued fucking yourself onto ony’s dick. he knew you were close when you clenched tightly around him, clearly holding your release in so you can ask for permission. a wide smile crept into his face as he watched how obedient you were. “answer me and you can cum mama. who you belong to?”

“y-you daddyyy.” usually this answer would’ve satisfied him, but your boyfriend was in a different type of mood today. “nah princess say my name. my real name.” your pussy fluttered around him in delight, loving every second of this moment as you began kissing up his chest. ony shivered under you when you reached his neck, stopping right behind his ear. “i’m all y-yours. on-onyankoponnnn.”

your orgasm crashed down in waves, making you shake as your juices ran down his thighs. your boyfriend wasn’t far behind you, shooting his load deep inside you while holding your body on his. “that’s my good girl. never forget that either.”

[moonastro]

♥️ Random facts of your future spouse ♥️

PAC reading

left to right(top)-> 1,2

left to right(bottom)-> 3,4

°DO NOT take this as literal, take everything with a grain of salt as this is purely and intendedly for entertainment purposes.

°don't be afraid to give feedback and opinions about this post(as i would entirely appreciate it).

PILE 1-

⚘ they might love to learn new things and are curious about most things.

⚘ they love to travel the world

⚘ like being in control

⚘ they might enjoy to talk about the occult, politics, sexuality and so on.

⚘ may like to think a lot and spend too much time inside their head.

⚘ may be a night owl.

⚘ has a peculiar way of perceiving the world. i see them being non-judging and seeing everyone as equals.

⚘ your fs may like to watch the moon/night sky/ stars.

PILE 2-

⚘ have many wishes/goals in life

⚘ may love to travel. might travel quite often away from their home land.

⚘ loves teaching people. love seeing people learning.

⚘ loves learning new things themselves.

⚘ may be into manifestation

⚘ are sexually inclined

⚘ may find comfort in beach wave sounds/love the beach in general.

PILE 3-

⚘ might have the tendency to get distracted easily

⚘ very intellectual

⚘ may be prone to burn out

⚘ can possibly know of/or speak multiple of languages

⚘ are quite delusional lol (some)

⚘ are a very fun human beings. love to spend time with their loved one, love to try new things, love exploring- uh they are just very open minded.

⚘ possibly have leo♌ in their big three

⚘ have high expectations for themselves- so maybe are hard on themselves- thrive to be perfect all the time.

⚘ tend to distant themselves when around too many people. like they may not speak much in a crowded setting.

PILE 4-

⚘ are highly independent

⚘ are very nurturing

⚘ may idolise the concept of marriage.

⚘ may view most romances and relationships with pink coloured glasses.

⚘ are quite free spirited

⚘ can be left handed (some)

⚘ may have an interest in winged animals

⚘ awk, are just such cuties. honestly so generous and kind.

⚘ may have short/shorter hair

⚘ they find peace in animals/may find comfort in them.

That is all🌝 i hope you enjoyed this and as a gentle reminder, i would appreciate some feedback.🧋 Feel free to interact with this post any way you'd like ❣

[wtfsteveharrington]

Do you think Steve would let you peg him?

a/n: this was gonna live in my drafts but 🌝

a drabble about different parts of steve harrington opening up for you. mentions pegging, drinking, blow jobs, fingering, all that good stuff! afab!reader but no pronouns or identities used!

You could navigate Steve’s room with your eyes closed at this point.

He'd been embarrassed to admit this was an idea of his until you got him drunk one night. Which leads to the two of you now fumbling around his room and giggly with the new situation at hand.

Steve would probably still get a little nervous, second guessing if you actually wanted to do this.

So you loosen him up with a blowjob. Swirling your tongue around his tip, savoring the taste of him. The weight of his cock so heavenly along your tongue.

You try to focus on relaxing your throat, letting Steve build up a steady rocking rhythm to distract himself while your hands come around to knead into the fleshy part of his ass. He’s giving you a content hum while jerking himself deeper down your throat. Muttering out a string of apologies while you gag around his cock. “S’fuckin’ hot, holy shit.” 

One of your hands would slide up, finding it’s way behind his balls but just towards the edge them. You can hear his breath catch in his throat, he knows what's coming.

Honestly Steve would sound so beautiful moaning and begging and whining and rolling his hips onto your fingers. His cock dragging through the air due to the movement.

He'd take every ounce of strength not to cum then and there.

Steve also would help you get into the strap on. Tightening buckles around you, letting his fingers glide over your pussy as he teases you with gentle touches. Steve doesn't know exactly how to thank you verbally for having such an intimate night with him, the least he can do is try to physically show you.

You'd kneel between Steve’s thighs, admiring the sight of your strung out boyfriend lazily stroking himself. He’s starting to get nervous. Eyes trained on your strap on while he keeps losing rhythm in his strokes. “You’re gonna go slow, yeah?” The situation so closely mimicking the first time you let Steve fuck you.

How the tables have turned. 

“Of course, Baby.” The back of his knees are sweaty against your hands as you push them back towards his chest. “Just gotta talk me through how you’re feeling.” Steve’s grabbing his thighs now to hold himself in place and rolling his hips back just slightly so you have a better angle. You reach down to barely ghost your touch over his hole. Nodding to yourself before grabbing the lube to prepare the toy for him.

Steve’s watching as you pour some into your hand before wrapping your fist around the toy and giving it a few pumps. You reach over with your free hand, tracing your hands down his length and letting your fingers brush across his balls. “Thank you for trusting me like this.” There’s a red blush on the top of his cheeks and blooming under the hair on his chest. 

Steve wouldn't last long as you fucked into him. You have to balance yourself on his legs so he'd end up jerking himself off while you move. He's overstimulated at the new sensations honestly. Normally Steve warns you before he cums, not tonight.

There's a broken string of profanities before you watch as he cums all along his chest.

You understand why he loves fucking you in missionary so bad now, it's so fun to watch him come undone.

It would take him a few minutes to come back down from that high but don't worry - He'd spend the rest of the night taking care of you after how well you took care of him.

[anantaru]

so guys 🙋🏻‍♀️🌸 i have finished the entire new quest at last and omg 👼🏼 like this was outstanding!! you see, what i really enjoy about star rail is that it gives me similar vibes to hi3 in terms of the darkness in the plot, since hi3 is my favorite hoyo game i always love seeing stuff from it or just similar instances. SO YOU KNOW FOR A FACT I WAS SO HYPED WHEN ACHERON SHOWED UP 🤺 especially with the hi3 story with kiana as the mc being over and although i still love hi3 the most, kiana, mei and bronya, that trio, they were all the best characters together AAAARGHHH I SWEAR AND JUST THE ENTIRE STORY LINE WAS SOOO GOOD, I miss them all together as a trio and especially kiana, the best hoyo MC FOR LIFE. 🙋🏻‍♀️🩷

also 🤠 ^^ that frame with sunday and dr ratio like 😙😙 WAS SO FUNNY I HAD TO SS IT. 🤺

the amount of cutscenes we got to see again was so fun, it felt like watching a movie slowly unfold while you got to be a part of it 🩷 you can tell that hoyoverse gets better and better with each update on whatever game and that the cutscenes are always so well done (i always liked them but the constant upgrades ??? insane) 🙏🏻

+ the acheron one shotting aventurine lmao 🧎🏻‍♀️ it was my favorite though ngl HAHA 🙋🏻‍♀️🩷 no matter how much i like aventurine as a character, MEI OMG MEEEIIIIII 👹🩷 SHE WILL FOREVER BE MY LOVE LIKE I KNOW ITS ACHERON BUT YOU GET WHAT I MEAN !!!!! 🙇🏻‍♀️ LIKE THE CUTSCENE WITH HER HORNS OH MY GOOOD THE NOSTALGIA LIKE YES GO OFF SHOW THEM

also guys, idk but aventurine's boss fight, 🤠 i personally expected more like it was so easy to beat ?! I THOUGHT I WOULD STRUGGLE BUT HE DIED PRETTY QUICKLY BUT ITS FINE, I STILL LIKE HIS CHARACTER 🌸🙋🏻‍♀️. + i was happy hoyoverse showed us his backstory and took their time to flash it out and not gloss over it in idk one/two scenes, but they really took their time with it which was amazing 🩷

also jade looks so cool as well! the design is very pretty and i can't wait to see diamond too, or the rest of the ten stonehearts but they're hyping diamond up so much like another emanator?? yes please, i'm all in🧎🏻‍♀️🩷

this entire quest gave me movie vibes, you were on edge the entire time and even during side quests you had to take, it was still very intense. it actually took me quite a bit to finish it of course since i'm someone who doesn't skip dialog, but it was so worth it and the best way to relax after a long day of moving my body 🩷 just laying in bed, playing while drinking tea!!

what i wanted to say too, guys honestly sunday is not okay HAHAHAHAHAHAH 🌝 I MEAN LIKE you guys🧎🏻‍♀️, that shiver in his voice at times and you can tell he low-key doesn't even know how to handle all of that either, of course, for one he looks like everything is accounted for while in the other, he sounds like he's losing his mind and can we blame him ???? when he went "why did you kill her" and lowkey cussed gallagher out i was like damn 🤠 okay 😏 HAHA + i'm somebody that doesn't think too much about theories, instead i love eagerly waiting for the next patch!! so i'm excited for what's coming 🩷 + robin's song slaps.

last but not least 🤺 you see, gallagher wasn't really somebody i was very interested in, but damn the second he turned dangerous and spicy i went oh my oh hey what's up ?? 😏 giggles HAHA LIKE WHAT IS IT ABOUT MEN WHO ARE JUST SUDDENLY EVIL AND IDK MAYBE HE ISNT COMPLETELY RIGHT AAAAAA OOOOO UUUU WWWWW AAAAA but anyways, 🌸 the last cutscene low-key hurt me like what do you mean sunday gets off screened while i was saving up for him for what? 👹 ever since fuxuan like how can you do this to me + no way they're dead dead 🤠because the last conversation aventurine had with acheron was very important to the next patch i'm pretty sure! 🩷

all in all guys!! 🩷 this quest was beautifully done, it had a lot of hard, dark stuff and it reminded me a lot of hi3, that's why i give it a 10/10, very well done. 🌸🩷

[nahimjustfeelingit-writes]

can we get an excerpt of Bakari fucking you back to sleep after waking you up🌝??

You tried staying up for him but he had such a long three day press tour in Tokyo and you were exhausted. He was expected back at the hotel an hour ago but after you took advantage of the in-suite jacuzzi and sauna you were in one of his button down shirts and snoozing. You were startled awake when his slightly cold hand touched your cheek. You shot up from bed while rubbing your eyes to find Michael standing over you with a lazy smirk and hooded eyes.

You could tell he’d been out for drinks and food and a part of you felt left out of the fun. You didn’t really like how close and clingy his publicist was. He had on a black T-shirt with an old school anime printed on the front, grey joggers, and sneakers. A Cuban link choker decorated his neck and a single diamond encrusted ring on his pinky finger.

“I didn’t mean to wake you…” Michael whispered.

“It’s okay. How was your evening?” You asked.

“It was lit. But I’m beat.”

Michael sat next to you and kicked off his sneakers. You sat up, yawning, watching as he removed his T-shirt next revealing his body that looked to be gaining muscle mass again for an upcoming role.

“Tell me about it?” You asked while holding back a yawn.

“We went on a small tour of some arcades first. After that we stopped at this cool bar to have some drinks. They also served sushi there so we just sampled the menu and drank.”

“Sounds fun. Sorry I’ve been such a party pooper,” You grab Michael’s hand and stroke it, “I’ll be good as new tomorrow. I promise.”

“Baby, you don’t have to apologize for being tired. I’m tired too, but I have to keep pushing. I’m just glad to be back with you.”

Michael leaned over and gave you a kiss. His full lips molded with yours and you squeezed your thighs shut. He took notice and placed his hand on your thigh, stroking it gently. He slipped his tongue into your mouth a little and you let him take control. He explored your mouth with his thick appendage and his mouth tasted amazing. You were almost floating when he finally broke the kiss.

He stared into your eyes and he could see the fatigue and effort to try and stay awake for him. You gave him a weak smile but he wasn’t convinced.

“You need some rest, baby, c’mon,” Michael stood up and eased you down onto your back, “There…”

You grip his biceps and Michael is right above you, shirtless and smelling good. His big brown eyes lowered to your chest and you hadn’t noticed that the first few buttons had come undone. One breast was exposed and your nipple was like a pebble from how chilly the hotel room is. You blush from how hypnotized he is from seeing your breast and start to giggle before a yawn escaped again.

“Must have happened while I was asleep—”

His lips were tugging on your nipple and a breathy moan filled his ears. Michael wrapped his arms around your exhausted body and pulled you closer to him. You were too tired to react but all you could do was moan and bite your lip. In the process of sucking on your left breast, his other hand came up to free the right and he moved over to show that one some attention.

You couldn’t explain it, but it was something about having your nipples sucked when you were sleepy. It was as if the sensitivity increased when your body was more relaxed and ready to snooze. Michael spent some time licking, nibbling, and sucking until you were squirming and your clit was throbbing like a rapid heartbeat.

“I’m gonna put you to bed, baby,” Michael whispered, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine, “That okay wit’ you?”

“Uh-huh,” You blush.

The room is dimly lit with one lamp light on. You enjoy the orange glow from the little ambiance in the room reflecting off of his torso. Michael takes off his joggers and his Calvin Klein briefs before climbing onto the bed and between your legs. He took his time kissing all over your body, unbuttoning the shirt as he went.

You stroked the back of his head and kept your eyes on his. He enjoyed complete eye contact. Michael was between your legs now and with both of your legs thrown over his shoulders, michael went in to taste. First, he soaked your outer lips with his saliva. As he explored with his tongue, he made sure to tell you that you taste so good to him.

“Close your eyes, baby…that’s it…Just lay back and feel my tongue and my lips all over your pussy…”

You break eye contact and close your eyes. Michael pushes your knees back and now he’s sucking and licking on your clit. You grip the sheets and curl your toes.

“I can’t wait to stick my dick so far inside this wet pussy…I’ve been thinking about it all day, baby.”

You could only imagine how good he was going to fuck you. What others can only wonder and what you have the pleasure to experience is how much of a freak Michael is. He gets extra freaky when he’s been away from you for so long. It’s only so much a man can take being away from his girl and that sweet pussy.

Being in Tokyo made it hard for you two to sneak off. His favorite thing is head in the bathroom which was a big risk considering anybody could find you on your knees deep throating him but you loved the thrill. While all the Japanese girls try and get some of your man, he’s coming back to you instead. The thought alone made you even wetter.

“You creaming in my mouth, baby? What you thinking about?”

You refuse to tell him. Michael has his entire mouth working on your pussy now and you open your eyes to watch him.

“Fuck!” You shout.

“You’re supposed to be asleep,” Michael smirks.

“I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that.”

You push his head back between your legs and he’s at it again, slurping you up into his mouth. Your legs shake and before you know it you’re cumming in his mouth. Micheal praises you with soft kisses to your inner thighs before crawling next to you. He turns you onto your side and lifts one leg. You can feel him rubbing the tip of his dick between your wet folds.

“I don’t want to wear you out too much but I expect some head to wake me up in the morning. Daddy has a big day tomorrow…”

He stretched you out so good you almost shed a tear. His hand is hooked beneath your knee and with his hips he pumped you slowly. You could feel every ridge and all of his length and girth. His soft lips were against your ear and he was whispering to you.

“Relax baby…I’m gonna take care of you.”

“Let me help you sleep…”

“Good girl…”

“Your pussy is always the wettest when I fuck you like this.”

You feel relaxed. You feel amazing. There’s no way you’ll be able to stay awake after this. He increases the pace of his hips and now he’s kissing on your neck.

“Fuck…this pussy feel so good…”

He shifts his body to where he’s above you now in missionary with your body folded in half. The feeling of his dick going in and out of your pussy had you cumming.

“Mhm, cum on this dick again…”

It’s ball slapping sex now and he’s using all of his strength to fuck you. You pull his face down to yours so you can kiss him. Michael smirks against your lips when he felt you grip him.

“Let’s cum together…I’m so fucking close,” Michael whispered.

“Cum in me, daddy!”

After three more strokes, michael moaned in your ear and your walls squeezed his hard dick until his balls were emptied. Michael lifted his body from yours and when he did, you were fast asleep. He couldn’t believe it actually worked. He couldn’t believe he actually came inside of you. He didn’t want to leave you like that so he got up from the bed to run a bath for the both of you to enjoy.

[ang3lfory0u]

~ What’d I ever do to you? ~ (Daryl Dixon x fem!reader)

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I’m on a roll now 🌝

Slight rivals to lovers kinda thing cause we luv that

Set in s2 cause I miss that era 🌟

Idk how treating wounds works so bare w-not proof read either so sorry luvs

Daryl Dixon x fem!reader

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She didn’t quite know what she did to make the brunette so putt off from her. She wasn’t necessarily a ray of sunshine or anything but she sure wasn’t rude. Y/n treated Daryl just like any other member of their group and everyone else seemed delighted by her presence. She was dry but kind and made an effort to help out anyway she could, housework or defence, she’d do it and she’d do it well.

So why on earth was her charm not working on Daryl ? Well, Y/n had noticed by now, he wasn’t like anyone else. He wasn’t easy, he was stubborn and moody but he was caring despite his attempts to hide it. I mean he was risking everything to search for a little girl he barely knew every single day. Mostly by himself also. Y/n figured, she could assist him in his search, not only because she was desperate for Sophia’s return, but also for an opportunity to figure this Daryl out and maybe push him to quitting his cold behaviour towards her.

“No.” The man’s tone was harsh and he didn’t even spare the girl a glance, continuing down the path to the forest. “You’re not coming with me”.

Y/n scoffed with an amused smirk, this’ll be fun, “and why is that?”

Daryl paused, turning to face the girl, almost crashing into her as he did so. Y/n was forced to look into the man’s eyes due the grip Daryl had on her wrists, “because you’ll slow me down.”

Y/n’s eyes narrowed, “oh is that right?”

“Yeah.” The man dropped her arms, proceeding on his previous route, his saunter remaining the same speed as before.

Y/n rolled her eyes, catching up to him and walking by his side, slightly nudging him. “Probably will if you get a head start.”

“Listen sunshine-not only would you be fuckin useless on this trip cause you can’t do shit but im taking one of old’Hershel’s horses and it won’t hold both of us, so beat it if ya know what’s good for ya.”Daryl moved his gaze to Y/n, his sour expression meeting her relaxed one.

“I’m sure we could make room.” She teased, not giving up.

Heat rose to the man’s face, coming out as snappy words“listen, I don’t know what you’re tryin to do-but it’s not fucking funny and it stops now, understood?”

A chuckle escaped her lips, pleased at the rise she got out of him. This provoked the man further. He stopped in his tracks, bringing his face strangely close to Y/n’s, his voice low as he asked her slowly “is that understood?”

Y/n’s lips parted, reluctant to answer. Laughing eternally at this stupid situation she was in. She mockingly responded,“Yes sir.”

“Good.”

His footsteps grew further and further away, going in the vague direction of the stables. Y/n didn’t follow him this time. Deciding she would search on her own and possibly meet him in the middle. She stumbled her way into the forest, shaking her head in amusement.

Daryl was also shaking his head, but he was not amused in the slightest. His eyebrows were furrowed and his lips pursed in annoyance, the twinge of heat rising in his cheeks making his walking speed up, desperate to rid himself of the feeling.

Birds singing was a rarity in the forest nowadays, but due to the warm and sunny nature of the day, a few occasional tweets could be heard. And combined with the refreshing sound of what was likely to be a river, it seemed liked heaven there. Y/n grinned as the sound of running water finally brought her to the source, greeting her with the gorgeous sight of a waterfall. She picked up her pace approaching it, her smile faltering as she noticed something disrupting the view. At first glance it appeared to be a walker, Y/n’s breath slightly hitched at that, subconsciously reaching for her gun strapped at her hip. As she came closer, however, her eyes widened in surprise. It wasn’t a walker, it was Daryl. Daryl fucking Dixon with what appeared to be an arrow through his side.

Panic seeped through Y/n’s mind and she picked up her pace, without thinking, she stepped into the water and wading her way through the shallow water. It soaked her trousers through but that was the least of her concerns.

She knelt down besides the man, immediately reaching to check his pulse. She took note that his eyes were closed but he was breathing.

“Shit” she muttered, this must of caught Daryl’s attention somehow because he let out a pained groan. “Okay buddy I got you.”

Struggling, she managed to prop Daryl up and swing his arm over her shoulder, grimacing as she did so, he was a heavy man. With all the gentleness she could, she tugged him to his feet, beginning to hobble to the bank.

It took a few moments and wasn’t easy but Y/n managed to slump Daryl onto the grass. This caused him to let out another, louder, groan.

“I know I know, I’m gonna try help you alright ?”

“Hm” Gosh, he was so exhausted he couldn’t even argue. Poor bloke.

“Right im gonna have to remove the arrow-you okay with that big guy?”

Said guy let out an incoherent mumble, “well I have to anyway so you don’t get much of a choice. Do you need a stick or something to bite down on?”

“I’m not a pussy.” These were the first words Y/n could actually make out, and they made her sigh out a chuckle.

“Okay whatever you say.”

Being as careful as she could, so not to agitate the wound too much, she snapped the arrow in half, sliding it slowly out of Daryl’s side. A slight grunt could be heard but he seemed mostly unaffected.

“Well done-you’re doing so well”.

The man scoffed, “don’t need your praise lady.”

“Trust me love, it’s more for me than you.”

Without another word, the girl ripped a large section of her shirt off, exposing more of her stomach. That was the least of her concerns as she gestured Daryl to lift his hips. He did as asked and Y/n wrapped the scrap fabric around his stomach, blotting the wound.

Realising this wouldn’t be very affective, Y/n ripped yet another section of her shirt, stuffing it under the band and on top of the wound, pressing down gently. This did get a reaction out of the man, he let out a string of pained groans.

“Alright alright, im sorry im trying my best.”

“S’not you sweetheart, just hurts.”

The nickname would’ve usually thrown Y/n off, but she was too focused on the task at hand. Luckily, the bleeding did seem to slow down and lessen.

“Okay I think I’ve done a decent enough job-we can probably get you back to camp.”

“Thanks darlin, help me up would ya?”

“Sure thing”

The girl gripped Daryl’s arm and dragged him to his feet.

“Hey-hey! Gentle-gentle !”

“Sorry! Sorry!” Y/n yet again, propped the man up against her, leading him in the direction of camp. It was slow but it worked.

They eventually emerged form the forest, the limping definitely giving those back at camp the wrong idea because not only did a small group of them come sprinting through the grass, but a bullet was also fired and skidded Daryl’s face, barely missing skull.

“Jesus Christ!” Y/n called out, stumbling back with the man. She struggled to regain the pairs balance but she darted her head to Daryl’s. “God are you okay? Can you hear me?”

The answer was clear as the man completely went limp. Y/n’s eyes widened, her breathing speeding up. “Rick! Rick for fucks sake! Get Hershel down here right now!”

Thank heavens Rick was already speeding down the hill, making it only a matter of time until he approached the two.

“Holy shit-what happened?”

“He-he got an arrow wound and then-I don’t know he’s just been shot I think-I think it missed his skull though-just help him please!”

It had been around half an hour, half an hour of Y/n pacing outside the room that Daryl was being treated in. She couldn’t really think of anything else, I mean he was barely shot in the head and was bleeding out-his chance of not making it were high. For some reason, she couldn’t bare that thought. Walking around camp and not seeing him? That freaked her out. Wether people (Shane) wanted to admit it or not, that man did a lot for these people, specifically Carol. This all happened because he was looking for her missing kid, in fact he was one of the only people who still believed they had a chance of finding her. He had a kind heart. Somewhere under his rough exterior, it was there and it was strong.

She’d miss him she supposed, their little quarrels that kept her entertained. His somewhat soothing voice and weirdly comforting blue eyes. Y/n would admit more times than once she found herself admiring him. And she’s miss that.

She was snapped out of her thoughts by the door opening, reveal Hershel holding his trusty medical bag. Y/n gave him a look of anticipation and he responded with a weary smile.

“You may see him.” With that he made his way down the hall with no other words.

Y/n held her breath slightly, entering the room, closing the door behind her and looking down at the man curled up on the mattress.

“Hey-”

“Don’t even try.”

She blinked in confusion, slightly taken aback. “Try what?”

She heard Daryl sigh, “I don’t need you to Mock me, tell me that this is why I shoulda brought you. I get it but I’m glad I didn’t bring you.”

Y/n thought for a moment before replying with a sigh, “after all of that-you’re still glad you didn’t bring me? What-did you wanna die in the woods? Sorry, didn’t mean to get in the way of your suicide mission.”

“You know that’s not what I mean.”

The girl began to become agitated now, backing away from the bed slightly,“No no I don’t know what you mean! What is your issue with me?!”

There was a pause before the man turned over to face her, “issue? What’s my issue-with you?”

“Yeah” Y/n said, an expecting look on her features, “not meaning to sound arrogant or anything, but everyone else here seems to like me a hell of a lot-everyone but you, why? Last time I checked I haven’t treated you any different. So what is it huh? Whyd you hate me?”

“I don’t hate you.” The man surprisingly remained calm, his tone low as before.

Y/n furrowed her eyebrows at that response. “You sure? Cause that’s not what I’m getting.”

Daryl sighed, “alright doll-usin that logic lemme ask you somethin, if ya thought I hated ya why d’ya keep tryin to talk to me huh ?”

Y/n’s confidence faltered, mainly because she herself did not know the answer to that question. Why did she bother?

“Well-I wanted to at-least try and get through to you, I mean we’re kinda trapped together right?”

“Ya don’t like Shane-ya just avoid him, so why is it any different to me?”

“You’re missing the point Daryl-why didn’t you want me coming with you to look for Sophia? Cause I know damn well it’s not cause I’d slow you down.”

Daryl’s eyes left hers, not knowing what to say. He knew exactly why but he couldn’t bare her figuring it out.

“You really have nothing to say?” she waiting a few seconds but to no avail. Rolling her eyes she turned towards the door, “unbelievable-unbelievable”

“Cause I was worried about ya.”

Y/n paused, gulping slightly still facing the door, “you were worried about me? Why ? Think I can’t handle myself or something?”

“You know the reason.”

That made Y/n turn to meet his eyes, “do I?”

Daryl had a deep frown on his face, “because I don’t want to loose you.”

Y/n’s heart swelled in the best way possible, a smirk making its way onto her face, “hm? Why’s that?” She kneeled onto the bed next to the man’s figure. His eyes slightly widened, his normally arrogant character vanishing when he met her y/e/c eyes. They never failed to make him melt like butter.

He cleared his throat before finally replying, “wouldn’t get to see your face anymore would I?”

The girl grinned, “and that would bother you yeah?”

The man just nodded, not quite understanding where this was going. Y/n did though as she lent forward, cupping the man’s jaw.

“I wouldn’t worry about that.”

She connected their lips, smile growing as she felt Daryl sigh into the kiss. His hand reached up to hold her chin, his thumb moving in slow swiping motions.

After a few moments, Y/n pulled away, not missing the way the man chased her lips. She didn’t say anything, only scanning the man’s face, a dazed but happy look on her face.

“Who knew you could have such feelings”

Daryl let out a light scoff, “s’not difficult when it comes with you.”

Y/n gaped at the man, not quite believing her ears, Daryl could express his feelings? “oh yeah?”

“Yeah-you’re a pretty girl.”

The girl made a mocking face, “and that’s all I am?”

She was surprised when the injured man propped himself up, attaching his lips to hers and caressing her exposed skin.

He muttered against her lips, “ya know damn well you’re more than that.”

[xxnghtclls]

Permission Playlist!

So I‘ve tried to put together the songs which inspired me the most or that I remember vividly listening to, while writing chapters!

A lot of them just served to put me into a certain mood, so the lyrics don‘t necessarily match up, but the lyrics of most of the songs played a huge role. You might recognise some of them even 😋

Here’s the link: Permission Playlist

And if you haven‘t read Permission yet, here‘s Chapter 1.

Other than that, I want to give a little direction here, that you know which songs belong to which parts of the story, since sometimes they guided me for a whole chapter, sometimes a whole song for just a short moment! Sometimes the songs describe y/n’s point of view, but sometimes Sukuna’s too!

I’ve been writing Permission for over a year, so I probably won’t remember everything, but these were the most important ones I remember! I also tried to put them into order of when they fit into their moments or chapters:

(in-depth description (-ish) under the cut)

Song 1-15 (Wicked Games - Jenny Of Oldstones)

I listened to those songs mainly when I was planning the whole story. To give me moods, themes, emotions that I want to convey. I listened to the Game Of Thrones Soundtrack a lot in general, but those songs I listed in there were the ones who inspired me the most!

Fun fact here: Mado Kara Mieru from Christopher Tin was the one which gave me the most inspiration for how Sukuna’s melody would’ve sound like.

Song 16 (Serj Tankian - Rains of Castamere)

Basically my Soundtrack for Chapter 13 and especially the throne room scene, when the new girl arrives and Sukuna invites her in.

Song 17 - 21 (Obsessed - Entitled)

Those songs guided me from the moment when Sukuna saves y/n from the curses until the end of the camping arc. I don’t recall listening to music a lot during that time of writing, cause I acquired that skill only later 🌝

Honorable mentions here:

Zandros - Obsessed was for me the moment y/n sees Sukuna standing over her after killing the curses, seeing the snow flakes crash against his body. Idk this song carried the mood for me.

Adin - Somebody Else was one of the few songs that I connected with Sukuna’s pov.

Song 22 - 23 (Crash and Burn - Breathe)

Those songs described for me the moment when they return to the shrine and long for each other, before y/n gains the courage to knock on his door in chapter 24.

Song 24 Max Richter - On The Nature Of Daylight

I don’t remember clearly, but I think I listened to this to get in a sad mood to describe y/n’s pain when Sukuna left for war and she misses him dearly.

A good song in general to get a fucking sad mood tbh.

Song 25 - 27 (The Way - Violently)

Oh those were the songs I listened to when y/n follows him into the war. Chapter 29 & 30 all the way.

Zack Hemsey - The Way was perfect to listen to when she realises, she’s close to Sukuna and the war is starting. This remix with the sirens was perfect for me to visualise how she’s running over that battlefield, dodging the bombs, fighting her way through. It’s still such an epic scenery in my head which I hope I could convey!

Jayme Deville - Right on Time kinda gave me slow motion pictures in my head, for when Sukuna approaches her during battle.

Mira - Violently is such an incredible song for me. It describes her whole journey and emotions so so good. I listened to it when I wrote the kissing scene, but it grew to be a super important song for their whole relationship, that’s why I would choose it for a rolling credit song hehe.

Song 28 - 31 (The Shadows - Take Me Back To Eden)

Those were all the songs which inspired me for the Sex Scene when Sukuna returns from war in Chapter 32.

Honorable mention here:

Sleep Token - Take Me Back To Eden just IS the moment for me when y/n notices, that Sukuna stayed in her room and he opens his eyes to her.

The lyrics

My, my, those eyes like fire

I'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre

just describe the effect that Sukuna (and his gaze and eyes) have on y/n (and on me tbh) so perfectly, that I needed to add that to the rolling credit choice as well.

Song 32 - 33 (O Saki Saki - Lahu Munh Lag Gaya)

Heh! Chapter 33, the festival! I actually planned to have a dancing scene with y/n and other people from the festival, kinda Bollywood style, to impress our Lord and Saviour Sukuna! 😆

However, since that requires A WHOLE OTHER LEVEL of writing skill, I decided to leave it. The Songs still served me perfectly well to get in the mood for a cool ass festival atmosphere for a cool ass King!

Song 34 Clann - Her & the Sea

Chapter 35, when Sukuna and y/n talk on the bridge. Just that moment and atmosphere.

Song 35 - 36 (Timeout - You Thought)

Mood Songs for when y/n is gonna find out that Sukuna fucked around when he was in war. No particular moment here, but served me to get into her emotional state.

Song 37 - 41 (Ecstasy - Luscious)

Again mood songs for sex scenes after Sukuna’s confession in Chapter 36.

I think I listened to Ecstasy and All I Need by The MXXNLIGHT for the Throne Sex in Chapter 25 as well.

Song 42 Clann - She Loves The Rain

I think this one explains itself…Dancing in the rain with Sukuna in Chapter 44.

Song 43 - 44 (Fatal Attraction - Obsession)

Again mood songs for their overall relationship, that represent how knee deep y/n is in love with Sukuna.

Song 45 Mira - Thorns

Oh Mira, how I love her music. That song was published a few chapters before I was ready to write Akiko’s murder, but it described y/n’s reaction regarding Sukuna’s apathy so perfectly in Chapter 45. My heart ached so much when I listened to it the first time!

Fun fact here: The moment when Sukuna reveals that he was pushing the maids with motivation, was actually planned to be directly after Akiko’s death. I noticed in the early draft of that chapter, that it doesn’t work out and decided last minute to completely change that plan and to write that moment into the finale of the story.

Song 46 - 48 (Blood Code - Cold Blooded)

My soundtrack for y/n’s killing spree in Chapter 46 😆

Song 49 Zandros - Look What You’ve Done To Me

Mood Song for the aftermath of Sayako’s death and y/n’s feelings about coming a monster in Chapter 47

I think that‘s it. I hope you enjoy! <3

[starsomens]

hi ✨ i know that usually you’re the one that gets the prompts and writes on them but can i just give my two cents on the recent events regarding noah’s behavior on tour because there’s literally no one i can discuss this with, so naturally i need to share and i feel like this here is a safe and fun space to do that.

i know how everyone has this image of what noah’s like in a relationship or in bed or whatever and that’s okay, we can all imagine and that’s what i’m here do to today, but you CANNOT tell me this man is not fucked, foul and twisted because

1. breathing into the mic AUDIBLY right after the “the way you fuck, the way you taste” lyric is nothing close to innocent and i am pretty sure he knows what he’s doing

2. spitting in the air after “so i can look you in the eye when i spit in your face” NUMEROUS times. i’m just gonna say that he knows. spitting is spicy and he knows.

3. that devilish grin he gave right before the growl in dethrone in Austin. uhm. yeah, sadistic, sick and twisted.

also this man feeds off of dark shit. he has said it himself a couple of times. when it comes down to anime, he loves watching the really dark stuff. we know he works on the aesthetics of the band a lot and the primary colors are black, red and grey. the visuals are dark. carrying an axe around a dark hallway? wearing a ski mask for fun? and all black outfits all the time? man loves horror movies as well. im positive he’d be down to chase you down an alley wearing a mask and carrying a knife, ghostface style.

also keeping his composure and having a really cool aura and being quiet while also sounding firm and diplomatic. SCREAMS dom. but like a pleasure dom cause we know he’s the clitmaster3000.

oh yeah, i’m not even gonna mention the fact that he lowered his voice when he said “good. GOOD JOB” when he asked the crowd to make a line for the mosh pit. mans got a praise and degradation kink and no one can tell me otherwise. he loves control and he loves exercising it in all ways possible.

okay, thanks. sorry if that was too much but i can’t stop thinking about it and it makes SO MUCH sense in my head and i need to know if somebody else is gonna agree with me. bye 🦦

I am gonna make you 🦦anon

MAAM OR SIR I AGREE THANK YOU FOR YOUR 2 CENTS YOUR DONATION IS APPRECIATED

But honestly this is what I’m saying HE KNOWS! MAN KNOWS WHAT HES DOING! Because I’ve had some people here say that they know about the fan fic, so he BEEN KNOW what makes us tic! I mean look at the video of him leaning over the crowd (not knowing exactly what he was doing) BUT HE KNOWS THE EFFECT! H knows what we’re into and what makes us go wild! IM TELLING YOU. But I’m telling you it’s kinda scary how DOMINANT he can be but also like super super super calm and collected about it. He gets his fill of power from it but super controlled about it as well and THAT makes it a bit scary but also 🌝

Clitmaster 3000 IM DEAD I LOVE IT! Also you and I must be the same person because I was about to write a small thought on him being a pleasure Dom! HE SCREAMS IT! And I have said before he keeps the mask on during sex 🤠 GIRL WE SHARING THE SAME BRAIN CELL RN CUZ I CAN SEE ALL OF THIS. Hopefully my writing can improve so I can write something that rlly expressed this out if the opportunity comes up.

[that-one-weird-simp]

Tsugikuni twins as 🌞Incorrect quotes🌝 part 2

Kokushibo: texting Hey can you pick me up I’m drunk. Kokushibo: Oh you don't have to anymore. I'm home now. Yoriichi: Yes, I'm aware of that after dropping you off at home.

Yoriichi: Why can’t we all just get along? Kokushibo: Because most of us are assholes, Yoriichi.

Yoriichi: Oh, fiddlesticks! That really ruffles my feathers! Kokushibo: Please, just say fuck.

Kokushibo: I can’t believe all these people are wearing black. black is supposed to be my thing, they’re all just posers. Yoriichi: Kokushibo, for the last time, we’re at a funeral.

Yoriichi: We have fun, don’t we, Kokushibo? Kokushibo: I have never been more stressed out in my entire life.

Kokushibo: I have issues. Yoriichi: Finally, you admit it! The first step to redemption is accept- Kokushibo: With you.

Yoriichi: Kokushibo, why are you crying? Kokushibo: This book is so sad!! Yoriichi, picking it up: But this is my diary-

Kokushibo: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I’ll wait. Yoriichi: You and me! Kokushibo: tearing up Ok.

Kokushibo: What's this? Yoriichi, hugging Kokushibo: Affection! Kokushibo: Disgusting. Kokushibo: …Do it again.

Kokushibo: I’m not lazy, I just find it hard to put effort into things I’m not passionate about. Yoriichi: What are you passionate about? Kokushibo: Sleeping.

Yoriichi: You tricked me! Kokushibo: I deceived you. ‘Trick’ makes it sound like we have a friendly relationship.

Yoriichi: PLEASE EXPLAIN WHAT UPSEXY IS! Kokushibo: Could you rephrase the question, in like, two words maybe?

(bluds innocent.. Must protect)

Kidnapper: We have your child Yoriichi: I don’t have a child? Kidnapper: Then who just asked for warm milk and made us cut the crusts off their sandwich? Yoriichi: thats my brother...

Kokushibo: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine! Yoriichi: How can you still say that? Kokushibo: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.

Yoriichi: There's something I have to ask about you-know-who. Kokushibo: Voldemort? Yoriichi: No. Kokushibo: Is it Voldemort? Yoriichi: It's not Voldemort. Kokushibo: You haven’t mentioned wizards once this conversation, so I’m gonna have to assume it’s Voldemort.

@koku-shibou @ask-yoriichi

[transbunnyboi]

Going through your posts and giggling so hardddd EEEEE🫠 ahem ahem co-worker sounds very wantable OOF🧎‍♀️LIKE I mentIon he’s touching a lot, now he’s touching A LOT MORE? Oh and the JUMPSCARES. FUCK, now I think I’m deluding myselfwhatifhelikesyou????😵‍💫. Oh the hand on the thighhhhhh, the PAINTED nails can we share?🥺👉👈

Jk jk but damn, he sounds like a wet dream gosh

New toy, yayyy. I hope you have lot’s of fun with it. Love that you’re clean too, good hygiene, great sex (awesome masturbation🫡✨) My period is a lot better today yayyy

All day I couldn’t stop thinking about dog ears, like I’m not a big person but I do command authority and everyone thinks I’m large and in charge and i literally make people fold (I’ve been told I have dom energy👉👈) but I just want to be called a good girl, I want to be treated so well my head turns to mush and all I can think about is being good, a good puppy. You get me right? I’m 5’5 and have a bulky build so maybe I get where they’re coming from, but they don’t want to see the puppy in me!😖 Hmpf ☹️

Anyhooooo, I’m glad you like the little joke. Andddd it’s a joke you make too! I’m glad we connect on that level hehe

Random fact I learnt in class today; The Five F���s of Abdominal Distention

Food, Fluid, Fat(adipose), Flatulence and Foetus 🌝 imma smart puppy, aren’t I bun? 👉👈

<3

God, he's so attractive ough. His hands make me whimper istg and then with his nails painted black, I nearly passed out. And today he gave me a gift and took me out for coffee foR NO REASON. I swear oguhhhhh >/////< I'm glad you're feeling better today!!!! If you want to sub, I think you should!!! It'd suit you, too, I think ૮꒰ ྀི >⸝⸝⸝< ྀི꒱ა Also, yes, you are, a verrry very smart puppy!!! I'm so proud of you !!!! >w<

[oblivionumbra]

Yay! I'm so happy you are taking requests. Thanks for answering! ❤️ I was wondering if I could get a fic with Ellis from L4D where him and the reader (female) have a young daughter together named Nessarose? No smut involved, just really fluffy little family fic. Cute, and I want you to have fun with it! I'll enjoy anything you post. Thank you again, I appreciate you!!! 🌝🥺

I absolutely adore this! My heart!!!

Left 4 dead Ellis x Fem! Reader Parenting at it's finest

(A bit OOC for Ellis)

You felt a smile tug at your lips as you watched the door to your bedroom slowly opened. Your husband was still sound asleep beside you, loudly snoring unaware of the small figure that snuck into your room. However, you pretend not to notice the little one that miserably hid how quiet their steps were. It wasn't until said little one was within arms reach was when you made your move. Yanking the covers off you and your husband, you lunged off the bed and wrapped you and your daughter in a blanket cocoon. "COME HERE!" You yelled scaring the daylights out of your daughter. The loud screech that followed after, woke up your husband a thud telling you he fell out of bed. "Ellis, love are you alright?" A muffled. "Yeah!" Made you and your daughter laugh.

"I almost had it!" Nessarose exclaimed as you made breakfast. This made you softly chuckle as Ellis held an ice pack to his head. "Well, your steps were a bit loud sweetie." You say as you place the plates down. Ellis made exaggerated kungfu moves. "Yeah, you gotta be sneaky like a ninja." Shaking your head, you nod to Ellis. "Not to mention your father's snoring like a damn grizzly bear woke me up way before hand." To this he looks at you with an offended look, Nessarose loudly laughed. "I don't snore." You raised a brow and look over at your daughter who took your side. "Daddy, you snore really REALLY loud. Like shaking the house loud!" Ellis placed a hand over his heart and let out a gasp. "My own daughter goin against me! What has the world come to!" You rolled your eyes and softly laughed.

Just then your daughter smiled up at you. "Can you teach me how to be a ninja mom?" You shrugged before standing up with your plate. "If you wish to be a good ninja first you must do the most important thing to becoming a good ninja." She beams up at you waiting for you to finish the sentence. Ellis chuckles knowing where this is going. "All good ninjas go to school and get good grades." You laughed as Nessarose deflated in her chair. "But school is boring!" Ellis points his fork to her then to you. "Yeah but how do ya think me and your mom are awesome fighters in those stories we tell ya?" With a little huff she lowers her head. "If it means becoming the best ninja in the world-" Suddenly she jumps from her chair almost scaring you. "-then I will go to school to become the bestest ninja in the whole wide world!" You pumped your fist in the air. "That's the spirit! Now lets get going, don't wanna wait on the road to become the bestest ninja now do we?" She hopped down from her chair and took a hold of your hand. "Let's go!"

[luminouslune]

Summer Camp 🌱

Pairing: Taki x reader

Genre: fluffiest fluff

Strangers to potential lovers?

It's summer finally. I could literally be doing anything I wanted. But no. "Mom please don't make me go to summer camp this year!" I whined. "Y/n no, you're going, you know I hate when you're alone at home doing nothing." She said, looking at me sternly. "But mom-" She cut me off. "Hey, don't argue, you're going, it's final. I have to go to work, pack your suitcase so you can have it ready by tomorrow morning when I take you." She said, walking out the door. I sighed and rolled my eyes to no one in particular. "I'm not a little kid anymore, why do I still have to do this?" I said under my breath. I stuffed a few outfits into my suitcase along with other essentials. After I finished I fell onto my bed, looking at the text my friend sent me.

F/n: Y/n did you pack already??

You: Yeah😒

F/n: haha not so stoked I see

F/n: it'll be a lot more fun this year

You: why do you say that? 🤨

F/n: the older kids get a lot more freedom we get to have parties and go out on our own

You: eh I guess it doesn't sound too bad then

F/n: See!

F/n: I'll see you tmmr y/n! 🤭

You: see ya🌝

I sighed and sat up again checking the time. 10:38pm. Guess I should head to bed then. I thought, getting under the covers. I looked up at my dark ceiling, I'm not quite sure how long I stared at it but I eventually fell asleep.

"Y/n! Get up we gotta go!" I heard my mom yell from the kitchen. I blinked a few times to make my blurry morning vision go away. "Coming.." I said, sounding groggy due to just waking up. I threw on a quick outfit and dragged my suitcase out of my room. "Put your things in the car, I'll be out in a second." She said, looking around in her purse for something. I nodded, walking out the door. I quickly put my suitcase in the back seat, sitting myself in the front passenger seat. "Alright let's go." My mom said, getting in and putting the car into 'drive'.

Time skip

"I love you sweetie, text me everyday! Two months is a long time!" My mom said from the open window. I smiled softly. "I will mom, love you." I said, waving at her and turning to check in. "Hello, welcome to summer camp again Y/n." The lady said. "Hi Ms. Mara." I said. "This year you'll be in cabin 12 with F/n, Taki, and Harua." She said, handing me a key. "Got it... sorry, who's Taki and Harua?" I asked cluelessly. "They're new campers." She smiled. I nodded, making my way to the cabin.

I gently opened the door, walking in silently. "Hello..?" I called out, checking if anyone was around. I walked up stairs peering into a room. "Oh hey Y/n!" F/n exclaimed. ".. hey, uh.. I'm guessing you're gonna share a room with him then huh?" I questioned her. "Yeah, I think it'd be a good idea to make new friends this year." She said, smiling. I chuckled softly. "Okay then." I said, walking out to the next room. I lightly knocked on the door frame. "Hello?" I said, looking towards the boy in the room. He quickly turned towards me. "Oh, hey.. we're sharing this room huh?" He said.

"Yeah.." I answered him, putting my suitcase on my bed. "The name's Y/n, I'm guessing your Taki since my friend is with Harua." I said, sitting on my bed. "Yup that's me.. I would've partnered with Harua but I guess your friend was one step ahead of me." He said, laughing a bit. "Yeah.. sorry about her, she just likes new people." I said, looking at him. There was a bit of awkward silence after that until a few minutes later when Taki spoke again. "Hey, I heard there's a new trail they opened. Wanna check it out with me?" He asked with a grin on his face. "Oh, yeah sure." I said, following behind him out the door.

"So what brings you to summer camp?" I asked, looking over at him as I walked. "I'm not sure, I guess I just wanted something to do." He answered, not so sure of his answer. I nodded. "Lucky. You get to come voluntarily." I said laughing a little. "Oh you don't have a choice? Do you hate it that much?" He asked smirking at me. I rolled my eyes playfully. "I don't know, it just makes me feel childish." I said, climbing up a steep hill as we hiked up the trail. "Childish?" He laughed. "Shut up.." I said, smiling. We stopped as we made it up the hill. "Woah.." I said as the word escaped my lips looking at the view. The sky had orange, yellow, and pink painted onto it making an effortlessly perfect sunset. I looked over at Taki, seeing him admire the sunset silently.

He turned towards me a bit after making me look away quickly. A small blush spread across my face. I kept my gaze on a certain cloud in the sky, attempting to compose myself, pulling my phone out taking a selfie with the sunset behind me. I slightly felt Taki's shoulder brush against my arm as he leaned in to be in the photo. I giggled a little holding up a piece sign, Taki copying me as I snapped the photo, silently looking at the photo making me smile a bit. "We should head back before it gets dark." I said, looking up at him. He nodded. "Yeah let's go, make sure to watch your step." He said, cautiously walking down the steep hill. When he made it down he held his hand out for me to grab, making sure I don't fall.

I smiled a little and went to gently grab his hand as I walked down. "Thanks.." I said, releasing his hand. "Yeah.. no problem." He said quietly. We walked back to the cabin in a comfortable silence.

Two months went by like the blink of an eye with Taki. We ate our lunches together. Went down multiple trails. Went to a few parties. Until, eventually it was time go home. It was a bitter-sweet departure.

I put my suitcase into the back of my mom's car once more and turned to Taki. "I uhm..." He started. "Here.. just something you can have to remind you of me.." He said handing me his hoodie. I smiled softly, taking the piece of clothing from him and holding it to my chest. I quickly turned to unzip my suitcase and pull out a teddy bear. "Then here..." I said, handing him the bear. "So you have something too." I smiled at him. He let out a soft laugh. "Bye Y/n.." He said, looking at me. "Bye Taki.." I said, ruffling his hair gently, walking into my car. My mom drove off as I looked out the window towards Taki until I couldn't see him anymore.

Until next summer Taki.

©luminouslune