#like is he even real? doesn’t feel like it 😮‍💨

[twinkodium]

[CAR CRASH] [BUILDINGS FALLING] “GOOD GOD” [EXPLOSION] [BABY CRYING] "WAH" "WAA" [YELLING] “SHUT THAT DAMN BABY UP” [SIRENS] WEEE WOOO WEEE WOO [HELICOPTER AND NEWS TRUCKS] “WE’RE REPORTING LIVE FROM THE SCENE-“ [BANG] [LOUD COMMOTION] "MY LEG…MY LEG!!!"

GIGGLING KICKING MY FEET AND GRINNING LIKE AN IDIOT 😩

[heckahecker]

anways i just finished reading the silver eyes and i’d like to humbly request scott to go ahead and cashapp me thousands of $$$ + interest for the time i’ve wasted trying and failing to give this book the benefit of the doubt

[portgasdwrld]

★ Hickeys

ೃ⁀➷do they suck (lol) at hickeys, giver or receiver?, how? all answered down below by your beloved Tomie✨

ೃ⁀➷Psss this is a head-canon, take it lightly~

ೃ⁀➷ Suggestive, implied f!reader, NSFW language

ೃ⁀➷ monster trio + Law+ Ace

: ̗̀➛ Luffy

He’s the type to receive them more than to give

When he realizes he has hickeys, he’s just gonna wonder how it’s even possible and if smth hit his neck during a fight💀

Probably gonna bug Chopper about it, until he brushes him off mentioning it’s nothing

Then when you’re making out and you linger on his neck, it clicks into his mind. He yells a « ooohh, It was you! » after realizing that, it surprises you and you almost bit his skin-

He’s down to try it when you explain that you want them on you too

« You want me to suck your skin a little until it bruises? A bit like when you bruise after a fight? »

« Ugh… not the same but you got the spirit? »

He’s dense, but he tried and he didn’t do as bad as you thought

: ̗̀➛ Law

LMAO?? Wouldn’t he be the type to lowkey hit you with a scientific facts that hickeys can kill you if done wrong🤓😭

Ik he would. Im so sorry😮‍💨

On another note, tbh I feel like he’s just sooo into it, when his mind is fogged by lust. He will be making out with you and damn, he’s now leaving wet kisses all over your neck. That itself, just awaken some type of possessive strike and you’re left with hickeys a bit everywhere.

Will quietly eye them when y’all are cuddling after sex. He won’t comment on it beside if you point them out.

“They look great.”

It would be the most reaction you will get out of him. He’s so hot though- intrusive thoughts but they are real 😔

He doesn’t mind at all if you leave some on him fr. Like if it’s done within the right vibe and y’all are just kicking it and you’re riding him or y’all in lotus position, he might even groan and moan a little louder and curse under his breath.

: ̗̀➛ Sanji

Oh his mouth is ALLL OVERR your body. He’s kissing, praising, leaving hickeys all over your body. On you chest, between your thighs, on you collarbone.

He’s almost in a trance while he loves your body and mark it. He’s gotta to enjoy his pretty lover and you bet he’s gonna make it known that you are his and he’s the lucky man who has you!!

He’s so sweet about it, with sweet compliments, but it’s a bit messy too. Wet patches, mumbles from his muffled lips.

He’s SOOOOO down if you wanna do it on him. He gets very excited and can’t stop smiling and touching your body.

“Yes of course I’m down! Wanna try it rn? We got time yk..”

Best boy 🤧

ೃ⁀➷ Zoro

His neck always has some hickeys from you. He thought he hated it, but he quickly got over it and finds it hot now.

He doesn’t care too much if someone stare at them, but he will throw a curse out with a deadpan expression, if someone made a snarky comment.

He also has this possessive strike, so you bet you’re gonna have some type of bruises-hickeys on your body after y’all are done. Because he doesn’t go easy on you, he will be thrusting deep into you, while silencing you with his fingers deep in your mouth. Along with that, his mouth is nibbling on you neck and all your sensitive spots.

It’s an overstimulating mess.

He smirks satisfied when he sees you marked up, moaning his name and completely lost into his touch.

ೃ⁀➷ Ace

Oh, this man here has the biggest possessive strike out of all the men here.

I touched on the subject a little on my NSFW head canon, but he definitely love giving them. He whines when you do, because he’s apparently allergic to shirts and get slightly annoyed when each of his friends on the ship makes some jokes.

He loves that everyone knows you’re his. Because he gets to have one person for him, that actually feels love toward him and someone he can trust??! That’s the life prize!

Every time he fucks you, he makes sure that hickeys are created everywhere on your body.

He will shower you with attention and cocky comments as he sucks on to your skin.

It’s his specialty😮‍💨

[anadiasmount]

TEACHING JUDE HOW TO PERREAR AAA (because you know there’s nothing worse than having a guy just loosely holding onto your hips and looking up at the ceiling as if he doesn’t want to be there) he’s so mesmerized by the way you move your hips but he knows he has to grip onto your hips and grind back and when he gets the hang of it it’s just 😮‍💨😮‍💨

salió el sol is the song i immediately thought of… it’s very much suitable for this blurb 🤭🤭

he had seen you outside waiting in line, watching how you made your friends laugh and danced a bit from the music that played inside the club. he watched you yet again when you walked into the place like you owned it, hair silky, tiny black lace dress, and those high heels that made your appearance like a sexy super model. all it took once eye glance and jude was hooked.

him watching you the entire night as you expertly played and gambled in poker, drank many shots to which you couldn’t get drunk off on, take pictures with your friends and even at one point working the dj booth. oh but don’t get started when the music switched from old r&b to old school reggeaton.

how you jumped from your spot and fixed your dress, throwing your hair back as you walked hand to hand with your friend down to the dance floor, so far yet so close from the vip booths. “where you going?” asked aurelien, patting the midfielder shoulder as he walked off. “gonna step here real quick, wanna see the crowd…” jude shrugged him off, determined to at least catch you, maybe even offer you a drink.

jude could sense you knew how to dance but not so explicitly and intimidating like this. a hand in your hair, shaking your hips side to side with knee bent, then throwing it back onto your friend, ass shaking as you came up with a sly and clever grin. jude locked his lips, leaning onto the railing, continuing to observe you, how you sensually rolled your hips, threw your head back almost in pleasure, your bottom lip between your teeth as you smirked and danced. a fucking expert… jude thought.

he couldn’t shake off the feeling your radiated. the whole club with their eyes on you. you were the show tonight, and he sure as hell loved it. his fingers gripped tight on his glass as he downed his final sip, not denying how gorgeous you were. jude was mesmerized, by you. and he wanted just a little taste even if he didn’t know how to dance himself.

at one point you had looked up locking eyes with the stranger who couldn’t keep their gaze off you tonight. your friend giving you an ‘i told you so’ look when you told her. “starting to get a little creepy don’t you think?” she spoke loudly as you continued to move your hips and ass to ‘baila morena’ that rang loudly in the club. you could feel the beat, the rhythm, the passion, all in every single song. you felt confident and even more so sexy.

“you’re wrong… the night is just getting started!” you wink at her, grabbing her hand and initiating for her to throw it back on you, hyping her every move as chants and praises were heard in the back from your friends and newer strangers.

time passed, your feet a tad bit sore after dancing for almost an hour. you sat at the bar, quietly stirring your drink with the thin black straw with legs crossed. you sense a familiar stare across from you, smiling at the stranger once again. “rude to stare no?” you’re quick to remark, earning a chuckle and him walking to you. “how so?” he said confidently, leaning against the bar with one arm.

“you’ve stared at me the whole night, like some shy boy in a corner, when deep down we both know what you want…” you cocked your brow up, taking a sip of your drink before turning slightly to face him. jude acknowledged you with a knowing nod. “will it still be rude if i ask to buy you a drink?” he offers, hearing how you laughed.

“not at all…”

“i’m jude,” he introduced. he extends his hand to shake yours, your hands fitting like puzzle pieces, “y/n… encantada.”

“i have to say… you’re an excellent dancer,” jude said, making you look up with a look. “quite a show you put on i must say…”

“jealous?”

“not particularly,” jude shrugged.

“then follow me,” you stood up, grabbing his hand once again before he stops you. “w-wait, i -i don’t know how to dance…” he shyly admits. “well you said so yourself, im an excellent dancer? i’ll teach you,” you guided him to the dance floor, cheering when you hear “salió el sol’ by don omar playing in the dj booth.

“first things first is, you can’t be stiff, let the music flow through your veins,” you advised, smiling as you grabbed on to his shoulders and lead him deeper the crowd. “second, it’s all in the hips, if you can’t move them, then it will suck…” you winked, jude giving you a half grin.

ella lo vuelve loco como se menea, bailando pura candela, lo vuelve loco cuando se acelera, y pela

you show him by circling your hips, guiding his hands to grip and feel as they moved. jude feels his pulse on his wrists quicken, the affect you have on him slowly turning him on, not being able to resist and pull you closer. his feet widen a bit, shocking you as you went between them, continuing your slow movement as you gently grinded on him, feeling his prominent abs as you did.

y yo quiero saber cómo es que baila la julieta… julieta baila sexy con la mano en la cabeza

you turned slowly, your back against his chest as jude dragged his hands along your sides. “you sure you don’t know?” you tease, a bit shocked at how quickly he was learning. “yep… have the best teacher on me currently,” you feel his lips trace your ear, your ass on his crotch as you continued to move your hips now more taunting. “dancing so confident… so sexy…”

you close your eyes, head thrown back on his shoulder, a hand coming to rest on the nape of his neck, the other interlocking with the his that circled your waist. “am i doing right?” jude closed the last bit of space, grinding and bucking his hips with yours so sensually, so hot. jude resists the groan escaping his lips as you whimpered softly.

“doing so good jude…”

the two of you are under a spell, bodies contracting and moving flowy. the different shades of light, the music, the tension, it’s all to much, yet you can’t seem to pull away even when you both lose control and are out of sync. jude’s head nestled into you neck as you feel his hard cock on your ass, his hand low on your abdomen pressing your even closer, whispering daunting words that have you trembling to the tip.

lo de ella es playa y arena, se excita cuando el sol la quema, quiere reggeaton, discoteca pa' la nena, se le mete en las venas

“is it supposed to feel like this?” he asked, pressing a feather kiss on your jaw. “like how?” you stutter now his affect on you, feeling the drinks from the entire night beginning to have their affect. “so tender and intimate? so right?” jude was sure of one thing, that he was compelled by you, not just your dancing, everything about you. “answer me, or i’ll stop,” jude spoke, feeling your muscles tense, as you pushed back more, both his hands ln your hips again.

“you should feel more than just tender and sweet… you have to feel it here,” you turn swiftly, wanting to moan at the loss of contact. “you feel it here,” you touch his beating heart, similar to the bass of the music. “and in here…” you brush his temple, jude placing a kiss on your wrist all the way down to your inner flesh.

you’re so sure by the end of the night you might forget his name and let it be as it is. but it’s clear jude has different plans, his strong muscular hand wrapped behind your back as your clung into his shoulders, your cunt allow rubbing against on one of his strong thighs.

“what else? teach me more.”

[konigsblog]

omg I loved idea of kidnapper!konig w the shy and sheltered reader it has me floored tbh🫨😮‍💨 presenting you my brain rot the way a proud cat delivers a leaf on your doorstep as a token of gratitude

thinking about how he noticed her at her work or something bc she was so helpful but a little reserved, afraid of him even. Probably bc she isn’t used to seeing 6”10 behemoth military men every day. Konig is smitten w the way she shies away from his intense eye contact, the way she flushes painfully all over her face and neck and stutters as he tries to make conversation. He is enamored, because despite being taken aback by him she still is so obedient and proper in the way she addressed him, going out her her way to make sure he has everything he needs. He wonders in how many other ways she would be so willing to serve him. He knows that she would make the perfect housewife, one worth it to being kept in a gilded cage. a beautiful girl such as herself, oblivious to the dangers of the real world needs protection, someone strong to keep her safe from all the bad men who would no doubt gladly take advantage of her. Konig makes a vow that day to be her protector. at first, the only thing she does is cry and try to get away from him after she wakes up and finds herself chained in his dark basement. She refuses to believe this is her new reality, that’s she’s held captive in the dungeon of the soldier with the icy blue eyes she met at work. She wonders what her mistake was, because she only tried to be nice and friendly despite feeling a deep sense of dread in the pit of her stomach the minute she had laid eyes on the masked giant. If only she had listened to her gut…

no matter how much she beg and pleads, the giant doesn’t budge. He patiently waits for her panic to subside as he takes her in his arms, shushes her and gently wipes and kisses away her tears. He makes her skin crawl, but no matter what she does, she can’t escape the iron grip of his enormous arms snaked around her waist, holding her against his chest as he rocks her back and forth. He is so sweet and gentle, so patient and understanding. He lulls her to sleep in his arms, speaking soft and soothing words in her ear. Soon, she’ll get used to her new home. To her new place beside him, as his. His to love, his to cherish and protect. He promises the chains will come off her ankles and wrists once she behaves and stops trying to get away. But until then, she’s bound to sleep on the old mattress in the cold basement. Of course he isn’t heartless. He comes down once a day to feed her, always making sure its her favorite foods and snacks she gets but on one condition: she has to let him feed her, take the bites and spoonfuls from his hand. He coos at how much of a good girl she is being for him, his praises tinting her ears all pink. And he allows her to bathe, he has all of her favorite oils and gels and products. But once again, for a price. She has to allow him to bathe her. At first she tries to edge away from his hands on her, large and brute palms lathering her soft skin with soap, thoroughly rubbing her all over. She’s never been naked in front of someone else, let alone touched in such a way. But she relaxes once he applies enough pressure on her aching joints, massaging the soreness away. When she finally relaxes and leans her head back against the bathtub, she feels his calloused fingers edge down to her core, teasing her folds. She flinches and opens her eyes, looking up at him, startled and caught like a deer in the headlights.

“have you ever been touched down here, meine hirsch?”

his voice is ever so soft and inviting. She shakes her head, caught in his gaze as her chest falls and rises, her nipples hardening from the cold as her soapy breasts peak up from underneath the bubbles. His fingers find something small, something hidden between her folds and she yelps when he starts rubbing slow and small circles on it. He is delighted to have his suspicions confirmed, his engel is untouched. A virgin.

“you’ve been so good for me today. So obedient. You’re learning so fast, meine hirsch. I think you’ve earned another reward. How about I spoil you some more?”

NON-CON/RAPE

könig is so ecstatic to realise that his little engel is a sweet, inexperienced virign. so he can be your first, the one to corrupt you. you're just so sheltered, so scared and teary-eyed when his hands dip further and further until they reach area's you wish they wouldn't have.

his semi-hard cock only hardens more at the sight of you; bare and wet in a tub of warm water, weak and vulnerable against him. god, the thoughts and fantasies of taking you now – even if you didn't want it – were driving him crazy, almost delusional as his eyes widen and the sides of his mouth curl up into a eerie smile. his morals almost forgotten about when he saw you shudder.

“oh-hah, my sweet thing... are you a virgin?” he lauaghs out at the question, almost taken about, excited and shocked.

he chuckles lowly when you nod, rubbing your clit in soothing circles whilst kissing your cheek. you whimper, whining at the newfound attention to your clit. you can only grip the sides of the bathtub, cornered in and useless against your kidnapper.

“please–stop!” a hearty chuckle leaves könig at your sight of misery, your fear. the tortue he's inflicting apon you and your poor, virgin body.

“you have nothing to be afraid of, my dear...” despite his promises, you could see past his smirk, knowing exactly what he had in store for you.

könig bundled you up into the towel, holding you in bridal style before placing you down at the edge of the bed. he threw the towel open from your body so that you were laying against it. the rough texture against your soft skin while he swirls his throbbing dick around your tight entrance. you whimper, squirming and shaking at the pleasure before he eases inside mercilessly. your nerves through the roof.

he doesn't care. not about your pleasure, but about the tightness of your pussy around his big dick. he's just so hard, so, so fucking hard as he pushes deep inside, pressing against your womb as he repeatedly begins thrusting into you. you cry out, thrashing beneath him to no avail as his grip on your hips only tightens, pushing you down against the bed :(

“stop-please, i don't want it!!” you whimper out, fearful and trembling, pussy throbbing and pulsing uncontrollably around him, only driving him more insane, giving him more power and control as he uses the way your body reacts against you. your pussy can't seem to stop drooling, what's the issue? he's just making sure his princess is treated right.

“look at you, you can't even deny that you're enjoying this.” he huffs out when he feels your folds wrap and tighten around his fat cock, continuously driving his huge cock into your virgin pussy relentlessly. no pity or mercy, and sure as hell no sympathy as you continue squirming despite being asked repetitively to stay still for him. so he can use you, just how he thinks you like.

you don't want this, none of it. but when he pinches your hardened, swollen nipples while bullying his thick and veiny dick into your weeping, raw cunt, you can't help but moan and pant, arousal dropping from your sex as he grinds against you.

“...no-no more...” you pant breathlessly. so sore, aching and bruised. his rough pace doesn't stop, not even for a second. slapping your face harshly as you grew more dumb and dizzy from his cock. he didn't want you to miss a second of this.

“don't pass out on me, engel, i won't stop even if you're unconscious...” you sob out at his words, choked and silenced when he wraps his large and calloused hand around your throat, making you babble out at the burning, rupturing sensation in your core.

so, so callous and careless as he leaves you whimpering and sensitive.

[captain-barnes-writes]

What is soft launch? (Carlos Sainz)

Part three

Summary: Max Verstappen’s ex girlfriend moves on with none other than Ferrari’s Carlos Sainz and they’ve managed to keep their relationship under wraps until now. Part one | part two |

Face claim: Cindy Kimberly

Type: insta au

Pair: Carlos Sainz x reader x ex!Max Verstappen

Warning: this is all over the place, fluffy Carlos, Lando Norris all up in the comments lol, salty max

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Username shots fired!

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Yourbff and he always remembers not to cheat!

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Yourbff 🔪

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YourUsername don’t give him any ideas 🫣

LandoNorris this will cause more drama with Max😑

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YourUsername just let me move on in peace

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F1Wags Carlos Sainz and Y/N arriving at the paddock for the Barcelona Grand Prix. This is the first time the couple are seen in public after recently confirming their relationship (after secretly dating for one year). I wonder how this will go down after Max’s insta story a few days about Y/N caused some drama.

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F1world Carlos Sainz and Max Verstappen were spotted having, what seems, a serious conversation ahead of the Barcelona Grand Prix. This comes after Carlos and Max’s ex-girlfriend, Y/N, confirmed they’ve been in a relationship for the last year. Max had an outburst and posted a story of Y/N holding flowers reminiscing on their relationship which he deleted after a few minutes. The drivers seemed annoyed and Carlos at some point walked away from the Red Bull driver.

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CarlosSainz55 Podium today, so many good things to celebrate 🙌

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CarlosSainz55 we’re celebrating tonight princesa 😘

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YourUsername Red for Ferrari ❤️‍🔥

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YourUsername 😏

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F1Wags There’s reports that Kelly and Max are taking some time apart after some drama-filled days following Max posting about his ex-girlfriend,Y/N, after she confirmed her relationship with Ferrari driver, Carlos Sainz. Kelly was also pictured taking a solo flight to seemingly clear her mind and figure out the sudden halt of her 2-year relationship.

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YourUsername we’re good over here 😌 (that last one is for you guys, you’re welcome)

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CarlosSainz55 what she said 🤤

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Posting so late!

This is all over the place lmao but as always I enjoy making these social media au 🤭

[sirenlulls]

get him back! → theburntchip

pairing , theburntchip x youtuber!reader

summary , where, in lieu of yours and chip’s reconnection, fans find out how it happened, and just why you ended things in the first place.

part one (bad idea, right?)

oh, i wanna get him back! 'cause then again, i really miss him, and it makes me real sad

🔴 Y/n L/n Talks On Breakup, Reconnection, The Launch Of Her Brand, & More! FULL POD EP.77 -Saving Grace

join premiere!

LIVE CHAT !

user: stop i’m actually gonna cry ☹️☹️☹️

user: I KNEW THOSE TWITTER B WORDS WERE WRONG I KNEW THEY DIDNT END BADLY

user: that’s so lala land of them

user: “if i ever complained, i’d be the nagging girlfriend” NO BABY 😭😭😭😭

user: never thought i’d say it but i’m glad they broke up bcs if they hadn’t done it then, it would’ve been MESSY messy

user: off topic but can we please talk about how pretty she is :(

user: “if he ever complained about you, i would’ve given him a belting” YES GRACE 👏👏👏

user: WHY DIDNT WE GET Y/N ON HERE SOONER OMGGGGGG I LOVE THIS DUO SM

user: Sending love from Brazil! XX 🇧🇷🇧🇷❤️❤️

user: stop that’s so sad ☹️

user: she’s so real for the anxiety thing

LIVE CHAT !

user: i feel like i’m watching a tv show

user: “i don’t want to lose this again” and when i start sobbing????

user: ok but is the dick game good

user: HE SWIPED UP ON A COSTA TOASTIE ☠️

user: nah he’s down BAD me too but like 😭

user: he def would’ve thrown a temper tantrum if she didn’t respond

user: grace booing is so real i wanted a kissing in the rain screaming ‘i love you’ confession

user: her smile when she said she’s happy now man they’re literally my parents ☹️

user: Love you both X ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

user: ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

user: the world is healing

user: NAH MAN SWEAR THATS CHIPS BOICE COMING IN NOW

LIVE CHAT !

user: i’m actually gonna cry i missed them sm ☹️😭

user: the camera switching to her looking at him with heart eyes after calling him a bellend is so funny GET HER ASS 👏

user: chip is the new an*rew t*te 🙏

user: oh how i missed him calling her lady and missus

user: he’s the leader of the sassy man epidemic oh lord

user: OMG I FORGOT WHEN SHE YSED TO GO ON COFFEE DATES WITH HIS MUM

user: leave my girl and her spotify playlists alone

user: this has literally made my year

user: just in time for y/n’s fall vids

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yourusername mum! mum! i made it! i’m on saving grace!!!!!! (and i figured i deserved at least one pic of chip from the launch x)

user that episode was the funniest thing ever i can’t even i nearly pissed myself when grace pretended to spank u with the paddle 😭😭😭

user mother ur so gorg i’m speechless

user you know the content is gonna slap when y/n l/n is there

user im so obsessed with u pls

user CAL AND CHIP AT THE FUNCTION SIR 👏🙇‍♀️

user best video in youtube history methinks

gkbarry_ loved having you on babe, even if the boss man gatecrashed 🫶❤️

yourusername he doesn’t like feeling left out smh

theburntchip oh alright then

max_balegde ICONIC!!!!!!

user MY ROMAN EMPIRE

user i hope you know that twt is in flames rn

user i gen teared up a bit when you talked about the breakup 🥹

user icons only

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yourusername self representing by wearing @ ynapparel the past (and every) week 😩🤭 featuring the love of my life & chip ig…

theburntchip wow alright

theburntchip i thought you were a g 😔

yourusername oops sorry babe

theburntchip we’re over smh

yourusername oh no… what a shame ☹️ anyway… hot girl winter!!!!!!

theburntchip the fits are fire though 😮‍💨

yourusername as always x

user EATING SLAYING DEVOURING

user OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

user forever obsessed with u

user graduated from cuntingtion university with an phd in slaying

nellarose love you bae x

calfreezy chip looking dashing as per usual

theburntchip aye thank you brotha

nellarose AYYYY LOOKING SEXY 🔥🔥🔥🔥

yourusername ALL YOU BABY 💋💋💋

ynapparel looking good and dressed to kill 😉😇🩷

user face card NEVER declines

lissiemackintosh this barbie is my mother

user ur so real lissie

faithlouisak doll 🤩

alice_hez 😍🔥🖤

user WHATS THE SQUARE ROOT OF 64?????

user angel girl 🤍

centralcee 😮‍💨🔥🔥🔥🔥

user NAHHH HES BRAVE COMMENTING ON THE POST W HER BOYFRIEND

user CENCH GET OUTTA HERE MAN

user SIRENSIRENSIREN Y/N BABY RUN!!!!!

user OH??????

user wait am i missing smth why are we freaking out

user @ user cench has always been lowk flirting with y/n, like she interviewed him at some event last yr and he was being so flirty and obviously she was giving him blank wall back BUT when her and chip broke up he got even WORSE like man was always in her comments tryna chat her up and she entertained it a lil but now the bitch is back and he’s bold

user NAH MAN GTFO WE JUST GOT CHIP BACK IN THE PICTURE WE CANT HAVE U RUINING THAT

theburntchip just posted to their story

[saetoshis]

the toxic ex! muzan on the dash today is just 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩

like the thought of him ruining any chances of you moving on and even if you did (which is highly unlikely cause let’s be real dick too bomb) him just ruining that too

just him catching the slightest inkling you may have a date and him showing up at your apartment before to fuck you senseless. then when the poor person you were going to see calls to see where you are he makes you pick up the phone while balls deep inside you😮‍💨

-🐙

OT KY GOD THE WAY I HAVE SO MANY TOXIC EX MUZAN THIRSTS IN MY INBOX RN XRYINF😃IDEK WHAT TO SAY HELO IM LITETJAJY?:?;$3 IM GIGGLING ACTUALY FIGFLING N SMILINF AHFHWHF:??();

[‹ MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS ›]

fem!reader, toxic ex!muzan, manipulation, degradation, [kinda] jealous sex, voyeurism (?) [your date calls you and listens to muzan fucking you], possessiveness, some dumbification, mention of creampie

it’s like muzan knows you like the back of his hand.

he’s held onto his spare key to your apartment for times like this, just so he can coincidentally show up right before you have a date. your adorable little gasp of surprise and hesitant response is warranted, of course, and all he wants to do is fuck you until that look of shock turns into one of sheer ecstasy.

“shh,” muzan puts his finger to your lips, slipping whatever outfit you had prepared for your date off of your keening body. his rasped tone shudders on your neck, “do you really think some random scumbag could possibly make you feel better than i do? mm, i don’t think so. only i know how to touch your body, fuck you just how you like it…”

you don’t even fully process his lips moving on yours, the sensual feeling lighting up every tip of your nerves as the familiar scent of his dark cologne fills your nose. it doesn’t take long until you find yourself splayed on your sheets beneath his brawny frame, thighs pushed open with his cock pressing into your cunt.

“feels good, doesn’t it? being touched like this by me again…” muzan’s words pervade through your mind like poison, and all you can do is chant out ‘yes’s as you whimper against his lips. each rut of his cock sends shivers up your spine, the filthy sound of unrelenting brash smacks making your head hazy. “that’s it… there you go, feel it all for me. you know i’m the only one for you…”

muzan can’t stand the idea of another man having and taking what’s his - and now he realizes he has to absolutely ruin you again and again until he’s the only person you can ever think of.

the more that his anger simmers in his chest, the rougher his wet thrusts get as his fingers dig into your skin hard enough to leave marks. his hand reaching up to grasp your neck, his lips parting to leave splotches of crimson on your skin - every filthy word and unforgiving stroke is completely possessed with obsessive jealousy.

“tell me who’s making you feel good right now, hm?” muzan mutters out between a pearled sneer, eyes sharp and biting as they admire your drooling, pitifully fucked-out state. his ruts burgeon in speed at your cute little whimpers of his name, and he knows he’s about to fuck you until that’s the only thing you can remember.

but when your phone vibrates on the mattress with another man’s name splayed on the screen, he has nothing but filthy ideas to take advantage of this opportunity.

“answer it. unless you want me to,” muzan leers out the words in a panted rasp, watching your shaky fingers press the ‘accept’ button before bringing it to your ear.

"h-hey," you murmur into the microphone, teeth catching your bottom lip as muzan's cock presses so far into your cunt that you swear it's touching your stomach. all you can hear is filthy smacks and your date complaining and whining about how you haven't shown up yet.

"put it on speaker," muzan sneers as his fingers dig into the plush flesh of your thighs, cock twitching with every time your walls tighten around him. he knows your body well enough to know that you're right on the verge, and the slick suddenly burgeoning around his shaft is enough of a clue.

a snapping tone of 'where the hell are you? why are you blowing me off?' resounds through the speaker, and you’re sure he can hear wet slaps with the bed squeaking in tandem through his end of the call. ‘wait- hold on, what’s that sound?’

muzan’s thumb shifts to rub harsh circles into your clit, the buzzing sensation sending you reeling into ecstasy as you cum practically on command. you’re shaking and whimpering, walls tightening around him as cock-drunken babbles of his name spill from your mouth.

“that’s the sound of your date cumming all over me… isn’t that right, pretty thing?“ muzan smirks devilishly at your chanted slews of ‘yes, yes!’ it only takes a few seconds until the man on the phone hangs up the call in a blind rage, and muzan’s back to focusing on making you absolutely addicted to him all over again.

“you can give me a few more of those, can’t you?” muzan mutters against your lips, breathing in your gasped whines and incomprehensible begs as he ruts into your now-sensitive cunt. “i’m not done until you show me how pretty a little slut like you looks with a pussy stuffed full of my cum…”

“i’m not done until i hear you say you’re mine again.”

2022 MUZANS.

tagging: @cherrykamado @aveegrex @divilyn

[saetoru]

omg bc you asked for loid thirsts the other day i binged the series (i’ve been meaning to for months now, that just kicked my ass into gear lmao)

but loid feels like the kinda person who’s so used to taking care of everybody else that the moment somebody starts taking care of him he just ~melts~ 😮‍💨 give him a handjob or blowjob, and don’t ask for anything in return, just doin’ it ‘cause ya genuinely love him and want him to relax? mans is getting a ring not even a day later

#𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 — 𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐑.

tags: nsfw, gn! reader, hand jobs

notes: sobs i am so mentally ill over him THANK YOU FOR SPARING SOME THOUGHTS

loid can’t remember the last time he’s had time to just sit. nothing to do, nowhere to be, and no one to find. but he’s here right now, slumped across the couch, you seated on his lap, and he thinks maybe he should find more time for this—because this, you, this is a real shame to miss out on.

it’s almost muscle memory for him. it’s almost instinctive to reach for your waistband and sink his fingers past your folds—but then you shove his hand away. he furrows his brows, wants to say something, and he even opens his mouth to voice his thoughts, but then you palm him through his pants, and all that manages to escape his mouth is a choked groan.

��just relax,” you murmur, pressing a small kiss to his cheek, and he breathes heavier as your hands travel past his waistband to wrap around his stiff length, exposing it to the cool air as he hisses. “you just sit there and look pretty,” you hum.

he almost blushes—though you notice that the tips of his ears are just the slightest bit pink.

“what about you—”

“some other time,” you cut him off, “jus’ wanna take care of you.”

he frowns. loid forger doesn’t get looked after, it’s just not something that happens. ever. he’s used to being the one that does the looking after, the one that makes sure everyone’s okay before himself—and it’s meant to stay that way. but his cock is pulsing in your hand, hot and heavy and aching to cum, and he almost contemplates if he should really be putting up a fight.

it’s second nature to protest though. “but i always—”

“c’mon,” you groan, “just let me.” and you’re pouting.

you’re pouting like the prospect of him not relaxing, of him not melting under your touch as you care for him is making you upset. it’s foreign being handled so gently, like he’s fragile and dainty and vulnerable (which he’s not—ever), but he’ll admit it’s not exactly awful.

he must look a little skeptical still because suddenly, without warning, your thumb smears the pre cum leaking from his slit around his tip before gently stroking him a few times. his eyes flutter shut, and a low, quiet groan falls from his lips.

“see? it’s not so bad relaxing, huh?” you whisper against the shell of his ear, still dragging your palm up and down his hardened length, squeezing slightly at the tip each time. “you get to feel good. isn’t that nice? just let me help you relax.”

“fuck,” he grunts, and his hips do a little twitch that has him thrusting into your fist just a little, chasing the friction before he can stop himself. he wonders if it could be that bad to just listen to you this once. “okay,” he mumbles, eyes squeezing shut, “yeah, okay,” he finally caves.

you murmur a happy little “yay,” and he’s less than willing to admit he almost imagines you with a wedding band around your finger. he quickly tries to fight the scene in his head of your ring adorned hand wrapping around his cock before he cums too fast.

but then you squeeze around him a little tighter, your free hand moving to cup his balls and making his head fall back against the couch, and he’s not sure if he can hold himself out for too long in the first place. he moans, eyes squeezing shut as his lips tug between his lips, and your thumb glides through his slit. for the first time, he seems to be caught off guard—if the slight hitch in his throat is of any indication.

“i love you,” you say gently, littering soft kisses along his jaw, hand still gliding up and down his cock. “always taking care of me—you deserve the same too, yeah?”

everything feels hot, your skin on his and your breath fanning against his ear as you praise him. he feels pleasure burn through his nerves, chest heaving up and down as he approaches his orgasm slowly. loid can’t help but let out a soft gasp when you increase your pace, louder groans spilling from his lips—and his lips are pretty, so you lean in and press a soft peck to them, once, twice, then a third time before he desperately kisses you back.

it’s a messy kiss, a light clash of teeth and labored breaths as he pants against your mouth, letting out sweet little moans that you drink in as his fucks into your fist. he’s flushed, skin a dust of blush over his face and peeking through what little you can see of his chest from his shirt. his cock twitches in your hand, tip swollen and red, leaking pre cum and glistening in your hand as you stroke him.

“fuck, like that. feels so good,” he rasps, “g-gonna…gonna cum.”

“c’mon, baby,” you encourage, “just let go.”

a few more strokes of your hand as the other lightly fondles with his balls, and you feel him twitch in your hold once more. if you didn’t know any better, you’d say the noise he makes is a strangled whine as he spills into your hand, his own hands gripping your hips tightly for stability as he bucks up desperately into your fist and rides out his high. he groans your name lowly, voice cracking in the middle before finding your lips again as thick ropes of cum paint your hand white.

“god, fuck,” he pants against your mouth, and with a few more spurts of cum, he finishes, burying his head into the crook of your neck as he pants, trying to catch his breath. “you’re gonna be the death of me.”

“just wanna show you i love you,” you huff, face softening as he slowly wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you a little closer. “you should let me take care of you more often.”

his heart does a little jump, and something unfamiliar bubbles up in him as loid takes in your words. and he’s not entirely sure what to say, so for now, he settles for sighing with content into your skin as your clean hand threads through his sweaty locks gently.

guys he’s so hot i’m gonna throw up

[sintiva]

did you say foreplay..//∘* e. jaeger, a. arlert, and j. kirstein

୭̥⋆*｡ summary: it’s either foreplay or no play with these boys

୭̥⋆*｡ cw: switch!reader, sub!armin, grinding, sensual make out sessions, dirty talk, slight hand job, pretty sensual, overall very suggestive content causeee yeah + additional tags per character

୭̥⋆*｡ notes: boy do i love me some aot boys 😮‍💨

EREN J.

ADDITIONAL TAGS: DIRTY TALK, pussy job kinda

this mf😫 eren is into everything under the sun, but the one thing that gets his dick wet and makes bitches kitties pur is his love for some grinding. if you’re not getting up on his lap and gliding your hips along his dick you not doing it right. and you know he got a filthy mouth 🥱

“fuckkk mee.” he groans, deep and heavy. the boys lips are puffy and pink as he’s been kissing on your lips for what’s felt like hours. there’s been light touches here and there. you’d take your hand and cup his erection through his sweats, but eren grew bored of that real quick. he’s had tons of girls rub up on his dick, but letting one slick herself up as she rubbed herself along it made him throb. “come up here,” he whispers. his finger tips sink into the fat of your ass as he picks you up, adjusting you ontop of him. he somehow removed your panties at some point during the make out session, so there’s no barrier; no external force can get in the way of him feeling your folds rub against his dick. feeling your arousal dribble out of your pussy was heavenly. nothing could’ve felt better than you stuttering as your grinded against his cock. it made his heart throb when his tip would brush against your clit making you twitch just a little.

your nails sunk into the muscles of his arm and his sunk into the fat of your ass as he brought you foward. “you get this wet when you think of me?” he hummed in delight and rested his face in the crook of your neck. he peppered kisses along the column of your throat, waiting for your response. “maybe,” you mumble, “when i think about you fucking me.” he moves his face back and cocks his head in your direction. “and what’s that look like in this pretty little head of yours.” he takes his index finger and taps it against your forehead. you grab his hand and bring it down to your chest so he can fondle your breast. your wetness pools on the front of his pants. “i think about you gettin’ so so deep.” you pant and let your head fall back on your shoulders. your eyes roll to the back of your head as you grind your slick cunny against his erection.

“i want you to fuck me so deep.” you moan. your voice is tender and soothing to his ear. your voice carries rasp and arousal. “need to feel you in here.” you point to your tummy and drag your hand up to the swell of your breast; groping the tit that he doesn’t have in his hand. “you think you can handle it,” his hands drop to your waist to drag you along him harder — slower. “your asking a lot for someone who cries when i’m drillin’ her shit.” he whispers in your ear and licks the top of the lobe. “i m-miss it,” you stutter and your thighs twitch, “we haven’t fucked in a while, i miss you.” his dick physically throbs. “me or my dick,” he grunts, “seems like your pussy’s doing all the talking.” a fine line of pre begins to trickle out of his tip, “both” you smile.

“mhm, now raise your hips for me, pretty girl.”

ARMIN A.

ADDITIONAL TAGS: dom!reader, slight dumbification, tongue sucking, minor spit kink

armin is all for kissing it’s all he needs… but when you suck on his tongue just a little bit he might cum a little too early 😮‍💨

“you’ve always been a good kisser.” you whisper as you pull away from the kiss. the thin line of saliva that connected your alls lips together breaks, but the eye contact you hold on his lips do not. you stare at his bright pink colored lips, and you giggle at the amount of lip liner that’s smudged all around his mouth. but the way he looks at yours is even better, he’s stuck thinking about how good your lips feel pressing against his own, he thinks about how good they’ll look wrapped around his di- anyways. he thinks it’ll never get better than this. his eyes are droopy and red, but the tent in his pants let’s you know that he’s worked up. “feeling good, baby?” you question him and he responds immediately; nodding his head and letting a great, big smile dress his face.

“i want some more,” he pouts and points to his lips, “your lips feel good.” the blonde whines with no shame at all. you smile sweetly and let your fingers lace into his hair as you bring his head closer; tilting his head to the side so his lips slot with yours. you dip your tongue into his mouth first, and it’s fairly easy. he lets his lips part immediately allowing your wet muscle to glide across his own, the two swirl around each other for a little bit. his hands move to your thighs and they slip in between the heat of them as they squish together. your legs are crossed as you shift closer to his body too deepen the kiss, but he still manages to cup your soft mound in between your legs. armin’s a whimpering mess and if you opened your eyes for a quit minute you’d see him bucking his hips up to calm his erection, but he only grows harder — needier. “fuck, y/n,” he breaks the kiss, his cheeks are flushed a deep red and his eyes look teary, “i need to cum… really bad.” he sighs.

“you need to,” you peer up at him through thick lashes, and move closer to his face kissing his warm cheeks, “how badly?” you tilt your head and poke out your tongue. you administer kitten licks to his lips and watch as they begin to quiver, leading to his mouth gently falling open. your hand splays across his groin and your begin to rub on his bulge, feeling the increase of warmth grow through the gray fabric. his eyes flutter shut in a fight to keep them open. his tongue lols out of his mouth in perfect timing with you slipping your hands down his pants. you take the opportunity and wrap your lips around the tip of his tongue and suck on the bright pink muscle. his eyes widen in surprise as you make his body rut into a frenzy.

your thumb gently swipes across his tip through his underwear, and you giggle when the fabric grows wet under your finger. so you continue and let your thumb persist it prodding. you bob your head along the length of his tongue, giving him flashbacks; making him think of the many times those pretty lips were wrapped around his achy dick. you pull away for a quick second and gather spit in your mouth before letting it drip onto his tongue. you feign an innocence that’s makes armin weak, it’s the perfect guise — the finest line between slutty and poised. the way you subtly bat your lashes and look at him with those big eyes that sparkle from anything you do. it’s the line that armin fucking loves and makes him weak, a nimble boy who loves when a women’s in control; it makes him whimper. his entire tongue is out of his mouth and he’s struggling to hold his cum. a familiar warmth begins to spread along your thumb — he’s cumming. the poor boy is cumming, he’s trying to hold back through whimpers and half lidded eyes, but pearly white beads soon begin to sprout from his cock. “open your eyes, ‘min. look at m- i need you to look at me when you cum.” he looks like a little puppy, panting like a pup when he’s been too exasperated. the slits of his eyes part open and a moan so slutty arises from his throat. a moan so good that made your thighs rub together and made you squeeze his dick just a little harder to hear more. his eyes rolled into the back of his head as you squeezed and jerked his cock through his underwear. the entire front of his boxers grew wet with cum, and he continued to thrust up into your hand, whining, choking up his words, pitiful, “can you make me cum some more?” his eyes are pleading. there looking between your tits, back at your lips and in your eyes, “wanna fuck your mouth next, your tongue felt so good.”

JEAN K.

ADDITIONAL TAGS: nipple sucking, mentions of breeding, pregnancy kink, minor lactation kink

jean loves him some tits, and nobody can tell me otherwise🫶🏽

“i fucking dream about your tits you know?” jean stares at your form as you straddle him. you’ve got your pink croptop lifted right above the swell of your breast, and the ceiling fan rattles above your head, making the saliva that bubbles around your nipple cool. your nipple perks up, but so does your pearly clit, that has you twitching atop your boyfriends cock as you smoothly glide your hips across his length. “need to fuck a baby into so they get fatter,” he leans back up and pops a nipple into his mouth, “need to drink all your milk too.”

“they’re already big, do you want me to fucking die?” you slip a finger in your mouth and cradle the nail in between your teeth. “you won’t die, i’ll carry ‘em for you.” you roll your eyes and smush his cheeks with the palm of your hands. he quickly directs his attention back to your breast and lazily swirls his tongue around your nipples, but he doesn’t give one more attention than the other. you lay your hands on his shoulders and watch as his tongue shoots past his lips and flicks the hard buds. his dick twitches as your breaths grow more erratic in his ears. his own saliva slips down the threshold of his beard and your hands go to cradle his head. you pull his head up so that he can look at you, but the lewd sound of him sucking on the delicate skin of your breast had you clenching greedily.

“you’re a fucking baby,” you whisper and run your hands through his soft hair. it’s a mess, some strands are curled or flipped around, but most of them were stuck to his forehead, glued down by a sheen of sweat that explained the redness that highlighted his skin. “nah, i just like to suck your tits, doesn’t seem like she has a problem with it either.” he rolls his hips up, embedding his hardness in between your folds. your hear skips a beat as he continues to roll them up gently, the veins that runs along the top of his length rubs against your clit. you feel yourself getting wetter, your arousal slowly seeps out, “and you get so messy. you know you like it when i play with your tits.”

“n-no i don’t,” you roll your eyes again, “oh? but that’s why you’re so wet?” he smirks and sucks gently on your tits, leaving dark hickies behind as a reminder. you purse your lips, refusing to let any sound slip out as he continues. he laps at and slurps on your nips, and unfortunately you’re only getting wetter. your skirts bunched up around your hips, and you can feel how your arousal begins to spread along your inner thighs, only making his thighs stickier. the longer her sucks on your nipples the more your feel the texture of his tongue. the more you feel your pussy throbbing with each suck, and it gives him more fuel, it makes him squish them in his hands like stress balls, and it makes him chuckle. your thighs stick together from the arousal and jean can hear the squelch. it’s something nasty, but tasty, something sweet that he wants on his tastebuds. his hand reaches down to your clit and he circles it a couple times and brings his fingers up to suck the clear coat right off of his fingers. he continues. he does it again, but this time he taps his fingers against your lips after he’s scooped up some more. “open up.” you tongue falls out of your mouth and your eyelids slowly shut.

his brown eyes focus on the puff of your lips, and the flicks of your tongue along his fingers. as you suck on his fingers he’s sucking on your nipples with no end in sight. the pain in his dick will soon settle, the longer he keeps you in this position the easier it’ll be to fuck your tight little cunny. jean takes long sucks, he makes sure his cheeks are completely sucked in. your body feels soft and tingly, you feel a pleasant warmth spreading through your tummy. “jeannn.” you moan, tears begin to fill your water line. “yes, baby?” he looks at you and watches as your face contorts in sweet, sweet pleasure. “you’re mouth — my nipples are sensitive!” you squeal out. the corner of his mouth upturns in content. “good, you know how much i love to see you cum from me sucking on ‘em.” his lips close around your nipples once again, and he doesn’t let up. “j-jean-nghh, ‘m gonna cum if you keep doing that!” jean’s quick with his comeback, “mhm, but you don’t like it when i play with your tits…”

[venuscnjunctpluto]

My first astrology observation

Credit: @venuscnjunctpluto

(Pls excuse the book at the end y’all I’m just sick of straight men)

*Black men w virgo rising either have dreads that they let hang in front of their eyes or they want dreads that they let hang in front of their eyes😭

*actors with mars-pluto aspects or Scorpio mars can play convincing psychopaths and villians (dacre Montgomery, drew starkey, ethan cutkosky)

*Saweetie and Mariah the scientist are Unconfirmed Taurus risings idgaf

*I have Pisces and Neptune in my 11th and when I tell you pisces can be so manipulative. I’ve been friends w all types of Pisces placements. Esp when Aries in is in mix they know exactly how to act like children and therefore literally be seen as children (zero accountability). For example chrisean rock whose a Pisces w an Aries mars.

* the biggest players are Scorpio/libra placement men by FARRR. They’ll flirt with anybody and they’ll befriend people who they know for a fact are interested in them romantically. You’ll know that they like when you they never “leave” you in any way, when they try to help you anyway they can, and when they change themselves for you (as terrible as that is that’s the truth). Lemme say after a break-up or any situation they feel wronged their hoe phase is terrible. They don’t gaf at ALL and my friend even got caught up (he spent the whole summer flirting w her after his gf dumped him and then ignored her once we got back to campus) she still doesn’t want to believe he was playing her.

*Im sorry but any prominent sag + Scorpio placements scare tf out of me. I had a stalker with a sag rising Scorpio Venus and mars and my cousin had an obsessive fwb w a sag rising Scorpio moon. Ted Bundy had hella sag and Scorpio on his chart. They have the humor and impulsiveness of a Sagittarius mixed with the intensity and passion of a Scorpio. I think it’s hard for people to realize how insane they are because they’re too busy cracking jokes😫

* 8h stellium natives we see the REAL in people like they come around us and act a mf fool

*women w Lilith inspecting ascendant🤝 Venus-Lilith aspects

*Me w an Aries rising 🤝 men w mars ruled venuses (Aries and Scorpio)

*Can we talk about why a lot of gemini Venuses have race fetishes😭 they’ll literally seek out certain races usually a group they’re not apart of

*8th house synastry is very strange to me. From my experience staring is very real, manipulative, and a lot of push-pull dynamics no thank you😮‍💨

*One really weird thing is I notice men who date younger women always have a cap mars like wtf. They seem to really like the power dynamics involved.

*Ok so me and my friend whose a female both have Venus conjunct pluto at like 2 degrees. I met a guy born a day after me and so did she (so they had Venus Pluto as well) We were intrigued because I’ve had my share of strange relationships but i noticed how light his energy was (the guys whose birthday was near mine). He didn’t really give off the same energy. i truly think it represents a guy’s relationship with women not necessarily him. I have seen women obsess over them but the women always had Scorpio energy in their natal chart already. also have a Madonna whore complex real mf bad so watch out. The WOMEN around them have Plutonian energy already and that’s why 8/10 they’re involved w Scorpio women. I’ve seen the same thing with women w mars-pluto (my mom has this conjunction and my step-dad is a Scorpio). Venus-Pluto men are not magnetic but with the way women (usually Scorpio influenced) act around them makes them think they are and they can become addicted to this attention. Yes other men can be jealous of how women act around them but sometimes they see the Venus-pluto man’s thirsty ways. I’ve seen men w this placement cross their friends for attention from girls. I met this guy w Venus square pluto and he seemed funny at first but he was so sleazy and childish when it came to talking to women I didn’t even wanna be around him. They also have a “type” usually. I’ve seen two men with this placements date girls who look like they could be sisters it’s very weird. I also believe Venus-Pluto men usually end up w women who have money *coughs* city boys or come from better financial situations than them while Venus-pluto women usually have the money they had before a relationship (even if through family). Ex: Beyoncé, Nicola Peltz, Ryan Destiny. You wanna see some real magnetism (and transformative chaos) find a woman w Venus Pluto and a man w mars Pluto🫦

[daisyvisions]

how do you think tbz will react when their partner accidentally squirt for the first time…i feel like hyunjae sunwoo sangyeon find it hot and will teased you a lot like “omg you peed all over me” but will always try to make you squirt the next time 😩😩

juyeon changmin jacob eric haknyeon will totally freaked out at first, thinking you really wet yourself …but when they realised what it is, they will be worried and check on you if you’re alright…or if you actually peed…

i don’t think younghoon kevin chanhee enjoyed it…they will probably just freak out and terrified…

i really wonder what is your opinion on this

Squirting For The 1st Time - TBZ Reaction

Warnings: Smut (18+, minors DNI). Also I apologize in advance if some of these sound repetitive

😮‍💨 Okay so for me, I feel like they would each react like this:

Sangyeon - Really fucking turned on, but if you have some safety word or sign established before hand in case things get too much he’ll immediately stop and check on you. He’ll even ask if you wanna still continue or not

Jacob - Would be incredibly worried at first, wondering if what he did was too much. And since it came as a shock to him he might tone it down for the rest of the night because he doesn’t wanna tire you out too much

Younghoon - Honestly? Shocked. Maybe because he’s heard of what squirting is but has never seen it like this in real life so he wouldn’t really know what to do after (like in terms of cleaning up, if he should taste it or etc.)

Hyunjae - He’d get surprised for a moment especially since it was unexpected, but very amused at the fact that it happened and thinks to himself after how he can get you to squirt again (and he’s very determined about it too)

Juyeon - Dazed and confused, naturally it would take him a few seconds to process what just happened and really be like “huh??” then he’s got all these questions in his mind on what it could be

Kevin - Is probably aware of what squirting is beforehand so when you end up doing it he’s of course surprised since it was sudden but it will instantly click in his head on what that was. He’s neutral towards it so if it happens, it happens

Chanhee - Might not enjoy it mainly because he might find it a bit messy but if it’s something you like he’ll come prepared next time so that he’s not worried on how to clean up the mess because who is he to deny the pleasure of his beloved? (might eventually warm up to it)

Changmin - Might freak out because he thinks he might’ve hurt you. But when you tell him it’s totally fine and it’s actually very pleasurable for you he’ll try to do it again because low-key the face you made when it happened was hot

Haknyeon - Incredibly confused on what just happened and freezes. He will bombard you with questions and asking if it hurt or if you enjoyed it. And depending on how you respond he will act accordingly (aka if you like it, he’ll do it more and if you don’t he’ll try to avoid it)

Sunwoo - He’d be surprised but more of a “woah what was that?” and it might turn him on more than it should. Might be the type to tease you about it more every time you have sex, and really gets sex drunk when you squirt all over him

Eric - Amazed. He loves the idea that he’d gotten you so messed up fucking you that you’ve reached this point but is also the type to completely turn off the horny switch in his brain in order to make sure you’re okay

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being EJP Raijin’s Manager

Suna’s Crush

Rintaro Suna (featuring EJP) x GN! manager

Warnings: fluff!

AN: this is a request from @kitakashi! Also let’s talk about how freaking 😮‍💨🥵 timeskip Suna is ok 🤚🏻

Ok you are definitely one of the lucky ones YN

I mean, EJP Raijin?!?

Have you SEEN their lineup…

Washio from Fukurodani, Komori from Itachiyama and Suna from Inarizaki???

Like are we being fr right now because 😮‍💨

Anyways, you someone how managed to score this literal dream job

And boy are we all jealous!

I want to say EJP is probably a lot calmer than MSBY and even the Adlers

They give stoic yet sensible vibes

And please, they are absolutely a stellar team!

Middle blocking is dominated by Washio and Suna and Komori handles receives

Defense specialists 👏🏻

Nekoma who? We don’t know them 💅

Anyways your job as manager is exciting and fun

The guys all respect you, helping you out as much as they can

Please Komori and Washio drink respect juice every morning

Washio helps you set up the net while Komori helps you collect volleyballs at the end of practice

But there’s one player in particular who is really attached to you 👀

Yep that’s right! Our precious love Suna Rin

Now Suna doesn’t attach himself to just anyone, oh no

He remains mostly aloof, unbothered by most people and things

But there’s just something about their dear manager that draws him in

Maybe it’s the fact that you let him nap on you 🧐

Or maybe it’s because you make the best bento boxes?

Nah it’s definitely because you add the perfect ratio of protein powder to the teams shakes

Or maybe 👀 just maybe it’s because the man is utterly infatuated with you

Oh that’s definitely it 😏

Suna always volunteers to walk you to the train station and even meets you every morning for coffee

This is strange to the team because before you started, Suna was always the last one to arrive for practice

Heck Komori often had the job of getting Suna TO practice

But not anymore, oh no our precious YN has obliterated any need for that 💅

I bet your thinking “there’s no way EJP hasn’t noticed this change” and you would be correct

Because they most definitely did

But unlike our other feral div. 1 teams, EJP isn’t as dramatic

Or at least, that’s what they’d like you to think 👀

They simply by their time, waiting for the right moment to pounce

Now that doesn’t mean they don’t bait Suna

For instance, you often come up in locker room discussion

“You know, YN is really the best manager. They just do such a great job at everything,” Washio gushes

Suna 👉🏻😐

“And they are super hot! Like wow level hot! Like ‘dang this person actually exists outside of a book’ hot!” Komori says

Suna 👉🏻😐😑

“Honestly I’m surprised Yn is single, it’s not like they don’t get fair share of looks. Sometimes I think they get more attention than we do after the game!” Washio adds

Suna 👉🏻😑😠

“For real! Plus have you seen the number of times they’ve gotten asked out? YN showed me their dms and like it’s insane!” Komori says

Suddenly, a locker slams shut as Suna stomps out from the locker room

Komori and Washio 👉🏻😐😏 got ‘em

Suna knows your popular and it drives him insane!

He’s been wanting to ask you out for a while but he doesn’t want to ruin your friendship or professional relationship

Because you see, Suna actually thinks about things outside of his own feelings

Unlike SOME people

*cough* ATSUMUBOKUTOHINATA *cough*

But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t get jealous

It honestly annoys Komori and Washio that he hasn’t asked you out

Because you see, it’s also obvious to them that YOU like Suna as well

They see how you stare at him and how you smile when he’s around

How you desire to be close to him 🥰

Everyday that passes, they get more and more annoyed that neither of you will make a move

But you see, that’s all about to change

And not because Komori or Washio snaps

Oh no, because the universe has their backs and is sick of this mutual pinning

🙌🏻 picture this 🙌🏻

It’s finally game day and EJP is facing our favs MSBY

😏 you know where I’m going…

And because MSBY isn’t allowed to have a manager yet because they are too feral and might bite, they must simply be satisfied with looking at You

But oh no, that’s not good enough for them

Because our little jackals get so jealous of pretty managers

Especially ones as pretty as you 🥺

So when Atsumu is staring at you a little longer than he should and Suna notices, glaring at his former teammate

Komori and Washio also notice 👀

And ever the opportunist they pounce!

“Hey Yn why don’t you see if the Jackals need help? I mean we’ve got it over here,” Komori suggests

“That’s a great idea Motoya!” You : D

Suna 👉🏻 yeah great idea MOTOYA 😡

You skip over to MSBY as Atsumu continues to stare at you

You smile and laugh with the team as Suna stands there, hands clenched and fuming

“Suna you good man? You look tense?” Washio questions 😏

“I’m fine!” Suna growls out as he turns and stomps away

When the game starts, Suna is on FIRE 🔥

Literally, the wall of Suna

MSBY is struggling hard to score today because Suna is just that on point

When Atsumu attempts a setter dump, Suna shovels it right back in his face scoring a point for EJP

Komori and Washio are standing there like 😌😌

Please they are so satisfied right now

After the game which was dominated by EJP, Atsumu decides he’s going to make the most of this opportunity and ask you out

“Hey YN, I was wondering if you’d like to go out tonight. I could use some consoling,” he says, a sad look on his face

Suddenly a looming presence enters engulfs you

You stiffen, feeling someone behind you as you turn to see Suna literally FUMING 😡

Quick Yn deal with this!

Komori and Washio 👉🏻👀🍿

MSBY 👉🏻 🧍‍♂️👁️👄👁️

“Umm I’m sorry Atsumu but I actually like someone already,” you say as Suna continues to loom

“Oh, yeah no problem-” Atsumu responds, slowly backing away

He has some self-preservation skills ok

You turn to Suna as he continues to glare at Atsumu

Suddenly, he feels lips press to his cheek as he immediately melts

Suna 👉🏻😡😐😳☺️

“YN I like you alot! Would you please go out with me?” He asks as you nodd

“I’ve been waiting for you to ask! Of course I will!” You gush as you hug him, sweat and all

Don’t worry Yn, Komori is totally filming this for you and Suna to watch later 🥰

[holdmeiamscared]

literally crawling out of a cave to obsess over the homelander like jesus 😮‍💨

anyways, here’s a story idea. long winded bullshit below the cut baby. (~3k words)

OMNIPOTENT— homelander x reader

⚠️: pre-season one, CANNON DIVERGENCE, reader has a potty mouth, threats of bodily harm, reader is the guardian of their nephew (who is named in the fic), reader’s whole immediate family (minus their nephew) is deceased, mentions of brutal murder (it’s homelander— what were you expecting), homelander is his own warning, sexual intercourse— fem bodied reader, praise, homelander’s mommy kink (he never refers to them as mommy but if you look close enough it’s implied), reader is mouthy, homelander is literally obsessed, and reader is dangerously horny for him.

literally need a story about homelander meeting you, a lowly employee of Vought, likely a cleaner—someone nobody looks twice at.

you’re just determined to keep your head down, mind your business, get your paycheck and go home to care for your sweet nephew, the only thing that means anything to you anymore.

and it’s just a case of wrong place, wrong time.

you hear him before you see him, tearing into that poor Ashley girl— part of you freezes up, and you consider turning heel, but nevertheless, you have to pass. you’ll be quick, you reassure yourself— you take off, your shoes slapping the tiles as you pick up your pace, determined to not make any contact with them.

it doesn’t work. of course it doesn’t fucking work.

the sharp, “you! come here!” is enough to make you flee, but you don’t want any problems. especially not with homelander, the pretentious jackass that might as well be signing your fucking paychecks.

you turn your head, contemplating making a break for it, but you don’t— you stand steady, staring at the scene before you. your gaze flickers from the greatest hero’s tacky uniform, to the quivering redhead in front of him.

your hesitation is more enough to throw him back into a rage, “are you fucking deaf? or just stupid? i said come here!”

now, you normally consider yourself level— calm, but after the shit day you’ve had, you can feel the frustration bubbling in your chest until you’re sure you’ll burst, “not deaf or dumb, sir. just busy— some of us are more than just a pretty fuckin’ face around here.”

your life flashes before your eyes when your gaze evens with eyes that are supposed to be sky blue.

but your nerve isn’t quite gone— the face of your sweet boy flashes a warning in your mind. you can’t leave him all alone.

your lips curl into a snear, pretty features hidden behind that mean look you’d mastered at a young age— so much for not wanting problems. he doesn’t speak again, and you turn, hastily continuing on your way.

you panic the moment you round the corner, almost expecting the homelander to follow and rip your spine out in some sort of real life fucking horror movie.

your chest heaves as you try to calm your breathing, but your mind replays the fear in Ashley’s eyes, making your attempts to calm yourself futile.

no matter how many times you imagine her face— you can’t distinguish if she was scared for herself, or for you.

————

you see homelander in person again the next day, and it’s more pleasant than the first time— but that’s likely because he doesn’t speak to you.

your nephew, Jax, is hanging on tightly to your hand as you make your way to the exit of Vought. he’s fresh back from his crackhead mother’s house, and you’re just more than excited to just take him back home.

the feeling that settles in your chest when you look down at him is soft— it’s love. your boy is the only reason you know what love is.

and you can’t help it— you’re scooping him up before you can stop yourself. he’s far too big for you to carry like a toddler, now at the ripe age of eight, but you don’t think that would ever stop you.

you can hear his protesting already, almost like he knows what your planning just by the change in your body language, but it’s far too late— you’re already kissing at the chub of his cheeks, until he’s squealing, “stop! stop! you’re embarrassing me!”

people are staring, homelander among them— but you’ve never cared about the stares, and since Jax thinks you’re being so embarrassing, you might as well play it up a bit, “oh! my baby! my babbyyyy! my sweet, sweet boy!” you nuzzle at him, whole body shivering with restrained giggles.

Jax is trying to wiggle out of your grip with more determination now, and when you finally release him, he’s staring up at you with that mean smolder you know he got from you, “that wasn’t funny.”

you gaze around the lobby, tensing when you notice the azure eyes— watching you like the big, gaudy eagles on his shoulders, but you try not to let it faze you— and you turn back to Jax, smiling easily, all teeth and saccharine love, “i thought it kinda was, shithead.”

your thumb trails along Jax’s forehead, pressing away the frown in his brow, tenderness in every movement, “you ready to get outta here or what?”

if you would have looked at homelander for just a second longer, maybe you would have noticed how longing his gaze had turned.

————

now, it’s been five days since your first encounter with homelander, and something is wrong.

you can feel him, even when you can’t see him— he’s watching you. he’s watching you do your mundane tasks at Vought, and you’re getting increasingly more irate with each passing day.

some days he’s more bold with his stalking. you’ll catch a glimpse of that stupid cape rounding the corner in front of you, hear the sound of his thunderous footsteps, smell the lingering cologne in the hallway.

other days, you never see him, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t there. you know he is— just watching.

on the sixth day, you lose all sense of logic and every bit of your common sense, “don’t you have anything fuckin’ better to do? you’re the homelander for fuck’s sake— go save a cat or something.”

you pause for a second, maybe he was right— you are just stupid.

he’s in front of you before you can blink again. all long limbs, broad shoulders, pretty eyes, pearly teeth— and malice.

you hold you ground, even though your heart has pittered it’s way out your ass. you swallow thickly at the sharp, false grin that pulls at his lips, “you’re a real mouthy bitch— you know that, right?”

you pause, weighing your options, watching his hand unfurl from a fist— he could crush your goddamn skull right now; but foolishly, you don’t think he will, “really? i didn’t know.”

he closes the distance between the two of you— and it strikes you deep in your gut, a pull you haven’t felt since your last shitty high school boyfriend— the homelander smells so fucking good.

“you should watch your tongue— it would be a shame if someone had to fucking rip it out.”

you should be scared— terrified, but he’s so close and you’re so lonely.

he catches your gaze, and when he realized the patter of your heart isn’t from fear anymore—his grin loses all of its smug meanness. then, as if to prove his point— to confirm what he’s sure he already knows, his hand grips at your throat— squeezing until you wheeze and the leather of his glove squeaks a noise similar to the one falling from your parted lips— but you don’t waver.

he’s gone as quickly as he appeared.

the homelander thinks you’re fucking insane.

he likes that.

————

the next few weeks go the same way.

homelander watches you, and some sick part of you starts to enjoy it. part of you is still weary, of course. this man could crush your windpipe, fold you up like a piece of human origami, snap every bone in your body with probably just his fucking pinky— and that was just if you looked at him the wrong way.

it was not the brightest idea to interact with him the way you were, but your need for adult interaction always seemed to triumph over your fear of what he could do to you.

you’ve even started talking to him— like he’s your friend. the dumb part of you argues he is.

your conversations are small things that probably have no meaning to him, but you don’t care— it helps placate your burning loneliness, even if everything you say is met with a response that makes rage burn your belly.

you talk about how Jax won his spelling bee ( “probably not that hard to win, kids are fucking stupid anyways.”), about how the shutters of your shitty old house are falling off ( “maybe you should get a new fuckin’ house then— oh right, you work a shitty job, with shitty pay. you couldn’t afford a new house. how thoughtless of me.”), how hard it is being on your own ( “poor little you, huh? no friends, no family— pathetic little life for a pathetic little bitch.”)

you know he doesn’t know how to interact with a normal person— so you let the comments slide. they hurt less when you realize he doesn’t really mean it.

he talks back to you though, which is still the most surprising part of your almost friendship.

he follows you through the halls, dark eyes watching your every move— and he tells you about his shitty teammates, about missions he probably shouldn’t, about how sometimes he hates having to be Vought’s face, about how sometimes he wishes he grew up with a real family.

that’s how you know he must be lonely too— he spends his spare time talking to a fucking nobody.

and of course, he’s met Jaxon, who you have to say, was utterly unimpressed during the whole encounter, at least until the homelander dropped that fake ‘greatest hero’ bullshit. (Jaxon told you once you were safe at home that he liked homelander— you couldn’t admit it then, but you wanted to tell him— you liked homelander too).

part of homelander wants to dislike Jaxon because he gets the part of you that John craves, but with each interaction, homelander realizes that the kid has wormed way under his fucking skin, the same way you have.

he knows it’s because Jaxon is a mirror image of you— a goddamn smartass with an attitude that’s too big for their body.

seeing homelander’s awkward interactions with Jax is what makes you realize you do, in fact, have a thing for him.

part of you considers him a friend, part of you is scared shitless of him, and the other, final part of you, well it wants to fuck him.

you are definitely just stupid.

————

at the end of the third month of your weird almost friendship, something strange happens— you don’t come to work.

the first day, homelander can put it off as you being sick, you’re a frail little human, after all.

then suddenly, it’s been a week, and the feeling in his stomach is like hot coal— what if you aren’t safe? what about that little shit Jaxon? (homelander knew he should have followed you home when he had the chance.)

you return the following week, but you don’t engage him like normal. no sly comments, no talking, nothing. you barely spare him a fucking glance.

you’re dancing on his last goddamn nerve, and homelander decides quickly— you have to talk to him, or he’ll make you.

when he corners you the following day, leering down at you—big, mean, and demanding you tell him what happened, you crumble.

you’re the most pitiful thing he has ever seen, teary eyed and clinging to his biceps like a lifeline.

you tell him how Jax got hurt. you tell him how it’s your fault, how you shouldn’t have let him go stay with his coke-whore of a mother, and how now Jaxon was paying for your lapse of judgment with a broken arm.

then, the real waterworks start when you tell him the cherry on top of this clusterfuck is that the cops can’t even find the men that did it, and Jaxon can’t sleep because he’s too worried they’ll come back.

the homelander’s hands tighten on your waist one you finish your story, fingers digging in hard enough you’re sure it’ll bruise. his jaw clenches next, and suddenly, it’s almost like he’s looking through you rather than at you— he’s upset, but you can’t tell why.

he snaps out of it as quickly as it happened, grip loosening, eyes focused back on your weepy expression.

the homelander isn’t very good with comfort, so when he speaks, it’s followed by his gloved fingers moving to wipe at the wet under your eyes, which almost makes up for what falls from his mouth, “stop crying. you look ugly.”

you hand slaps at his solid chest in a teasing motion, a wet chuckle pulling from your scratchy throat and you gaze up at him, that same fondness he’s seen you look at Jax with marring your features, “i missed you, you jackass.”

he missed you too.

————

that very night— the cops show up on your doorstep.

they’ve found the men, and they’re all dead.

every last one of them, battered beyond recognition— the cops even think some of them got hit by a truck. it’s crazy how brutally they died— one of them was even split in half.

they don’t want to show you the pictures for confirmation, but you insist. it’s every bit as gory as you thought it would be— blood, bones, and insides spewed all over the pavement.

some sick part of you likes it.

you’re glad they’re fucking dead, and you hope they suffered.

Jax gets his first full night of sleep after you tell him that he’s finally safe, and while you sit, just watching him finally rest— you swear you catch a flash of the American flag passing by the window.

————

in the morning— for the first time probably ever, you seek out the homelander first.

you find him easily— he’s standing in the seven’s main meeting room, looking down at the street, like he always does. he doesn’t speak, doesn’t turn to address or acknowledge you— so you decide to talk first, “you killed them?”

he stiffens, but doesn’t answer. your heart skips a beat.

it’s all the confirmation you need, but you’re itching to hear him say it.

homelander fears you’ll hate him for what he’s done, and he stands steadily listening to the quick bump of your heart, “John— did you kill them?”

he turns at the sound of his name, looking almost like a scolded child, like he got caught with his hand in the cookie jar, “they hurt Jaxon.”

he watches your chest heave— fearing that you’ll start screaming at any moment, then his gaze drops to your fiddling fingers— like he’s waiting for you to scold him.

you step closer, close enough for your scent to travel, and his gaze snaps back to your face, searching for confirmation.

you smell like you’re soaking your fucking panties right now.

“you killed them for Jax?”

you’re swallowing the ‘yes’ from his tongue before it even leaves his mouth. you’re desperate— hands pawing at any part of him you can reach, mouth stealing every bit of air from his lungs and mouthing it back to him in a quiet, whimpered ‘thank you.’

it’s not long after that, he’s settled in his chair at the end of the table with you perched in his lap. you’re sure you shouldn’t be doing this now— here, but it’s too late.

your shirt up is to your shoulders, homelander mouthing at your nipples through the irritating fabric left there— pleading with you quietly, “please— please. just want a taste.”

it sends a rush of power to your head, and your hips rock a jerky tempo against his pelvis until he’s moaning your name. you could fucking get off on the way he sounds alone— the fucking homelander, whining a pitiful little symphony just to suck at your tits.

he could take you now if he wanted to— you know he is more than capable of it. he could take what he wants easily, but instead— he’s asking you to give it to him. it makes heat fog up your brain in a way you can’t explain.

you give in to him easily, without a second thought.

it’s not long after that you’re split open on his cock, saccharine insides blooming open against the press of him at your fucking cervix. there are better places to do this, but you feel so omnipotent with each drop of your hips against his.

it’s so good— so fucking good that you can’t think of anything other than the feeling of his mouth pressing at the peak of your breasts, the tight grip of his leather-clad hands at your hips, the way he keens your name when you shift at just the right angle— christ you’re going to walk funny for a week.

some part of you knows he needs it, so you begin cooing sweetly into the top of his head, his whines of agreement muffled by the flesh of your chest, “such a good boy f’ me, John.” “love the way your mouth feels on my tits, sweet boy.” “my baby is so brave, huh? takin’ care of those mean men f’ me, yeah?”

the way his hips rock up into yours at the praise, the rut of his flesh into yours hard enough you’ll bruise, means he likes it more than he’ll ever admit.

and as you watch John come deep enough in you it warms up your insides— deep enough you swear you can feel it in your tummy, a part of you whispers that this was a mistake. this relationship is more than you can handle.

after you’ve both settled, still connected in the most intimate way— your hands begin to brush through his hair, pondering where you would go from here.

you look down at him, worries quieting almost instantly. you can’t help but grin at how sweet he looks, nuzzled up to your bare breasts.

the moment is gone when his hands tighten against your hips— you fear he wants to fuck you again.

part of you lights up with need at the very thought, but the more reasonable part of you knows he’ll ruin your insides if you let him.

your thoughts are, again, cut short.

John tugs at a lock of your hair, pulling your attention to him.

he’s peering up at you from his spot on your chest, and you realize his eyes are sharp, the meanness you’ve grown used to mingling with the sky blue, reminding you of a storm rolling in, “you and Jax— you’ll never leave me, right?”

it’s a loaded question, and your heart jumps to your throat, but the smile you force is easy, that sweetness he craves marring your pretty features, “of course not John, you couldn’t get rid of us if you tried.”

your words are followed by a lingering kiss to his false smile, and when he speaks again, that terror you felt at your first encounter rolls heavy down your spine, “good. that’s good, honey. i was scared i would have to lock you both up.”

all you feel is dread, itching it’s way through your brain until it burns.

he knows you’re scared— he can smell it. but you have to know, he’d never hurt you unless you made him.

you, him, and Jaxon— the perfect little family. homelander would do anything for you, for Jaxon. you’re all he has.

the rush of blood in your ears is all you can hear. the trepidation— the fear of what he can do, what he will do— is deafening.

this is all your fault— he’s had you once, and now, he’ll never let you go.

god— what the fuck have you done?

(PART TWO)

[l3viat8an]

i just had a thought while looking at the wander’s whereabouts thingy in nb

so MC can give the boys gifts, and one of them is a lil sheep plushie

imagine one of the boys - most likely mammon or levi let’s be real - getting so needy they start humping the plushie, and maybe even cumming on it 👀

and moaning MC’s name while doing so? 😮‍💨👌

Nsfw content MDNI

Definitely Mammon or Levi but I left this open-

He doesn’t even meant to do it! At first anyway-

He was just feeling so fuckin’ needy and the fact the pushie smells like you definitely didn’t help. His hips bucking against it and the soft, fuzzy material, stimulating his cock feels so good~

He’ll be whining your name when he cums and only feels a bit of shame when he comes down from his high and sees the mess he has to clean up-

[xhdream]

who gives u subby vibes in xdh o.o

oh god my favorite question ♡ this is going to be a MESS i apologise in advance

jooyeon

this doesn’t even need introduction, he’s sooooo subby it hurts 😣 ok, i see him being a switch, but when he’s a sub he’s a SUB yk?? just say what you want he’ll do anything, and he’ll do it with his cock throbbing

let’s imagine it… i can see him dominating at first. the make out session is HEATED. he dominates you through kisses, through touching - his hands are everywhere all at once, trough dirty talk - he can’t shut up about how bad he needs you rn. then through oral, cause his favorite thing is face fucking >< he loves having you on your knees, while he thrusts deep inside your throat, talking about how good he’s giving it to you, however then the switch happens! it’s like something unlocks in him and suddenly he’s pleading you to ride him, and cream all over his cock. another thing he loves abt this is that when you’re on top you use his body in all sorts of ways - you fuck him, you give him kisses, you give his mouth something to suck on, you bite his neck, you tug his hair, you allow him to have a great view of your body, and that makes him see literal stars. you can grip his neck a little if you’re into that

this is the moment you can get really nasty if you want, making him beg, not allowing him to cum, overstimulating him… he’s gonna be a whining mess, SO LOUD ohmygod, mock him for being so whiny, tell him everyone’s gonna hear how weak & desperate he is, deep down he’s having a great time

for jooyeon, when he switches it’s like he is giving his own power over to you? not sure how to explain it i hope you see my point

gunil

tough on the outside, but surprisingly can be subby on the inside!! something about sub gunil makes me so weak i cannot think straight. just the idea of having gunil submissive to you, knowing he can literally fuck your brains out in a headlock with those muscled arms… 🤐 it’s also something about the leader energy in him

anyways, i see him also a switch with the difference that he’s mostly dom… i feel like it really depends on his mood 😮‍💨 if he’s had a long day, he will lay down letting you do whatever you want to him, allowing you to be more creative if you want ~ and then for the rest of the week you’re his sex doll yk?

i feel like he’s into overstimulation - giving & rec - he’s good with baring the pain and honestly if you’re having fun, then he’s having fun too, it’s important for him to do the things you want to do 🥹 i can also see him chuckling while you tie him up or cover up his eyes, pinch & bite his nipples - the thing is he simply gets turned on by seeing how excited you get to play with him and his body, and he really cares abt fulfilling your needs, so he doesn’t mind repressing his desires from time to time

junhan

subsubsub! and when i say that i don’t mean he doesn’t have a dom side to him, he does take control from time to time too, probably 👀 but junhan is the type of sub that you can go all out with

KINKY, ok! tell him something you wanna try, he’s already thought of trying it way before you. he has fantasies that you’re gonna have so much fun playing out it’s mind blowing. no public play tho, just the two of you in the bedroom with you on top, watching him melt under your control

i also have a feeling that by being a sub junhan also feels useful, it’s important for him that you share this trust with each other, and he’s able to fulfill your needs and services, while on the other hand you get so turned on by seeing him being so in love with you, cause he really needs real connection in order to be submissive, fully letting go of his control ~

ugh i can see him doing so many things for you - roleplay, filming stuff, bondage, dropping to the floor to eat you out with his hands behind his back when he’s allowed only to dry hump, letting you jerk him off till he pass out, the list goes on…