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Absolutely loving the vibes of Shane and Ryan and Co traveling through snowy weather with their cute ass bundled up selves. Going antiquing and filming so much in excitement for whatever the fuck they are there for. I know Ryan is rolling his eyes and thanking every god Steven isn't present to gang up with Shane on how much better equipped midwesterners are for the coldest and most harrowing temperatures foreseen by man. Shane fucking flying through what I'm assuming to be a road made of pure ice. That screams someone who has slid into ditches and only made the vaguest face in concern as a response.

[belle--ofthebrawl]

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 2.6k

Pairing: Ifrit/Rain, mentions of Ifrit/Dewdrop/Rain

Tags: Public Masturbation, Semi-public blowjobs, possessive behavior, Cuckolding, kink denial on Dew's part but it's fine he's fine it's fine they're all fine.

Summary:

"Dewdrop." He finishes stupidly.

Rain shrugs, a strap of his camisole falling down one shoulder with the motion.

"My Dewdrop…" he muses, tracing patterns on Ifrit's thigh. "I like the sound of that."

Ifrit doesn't remember how the night began and he's certain he won't remember how it ends but that doesn't matter right now. Right now he's got a nice buzz going, a nice grassy spot under a tree to stare at the sky and his hand wrapped around his cock because hey. Why not.

If he concentrates, he can hear the others by the bonfire, still whooping and hollering as they dance and fight and fuck. He could join them but that would mean moving more than just his hand across his dick and he's not really feeling it right now. More interested in feeling himself. Maybe one of the others will stumble across, offer their own hand or mouth or even more but for now, Ifrit's intent on a little self-love.

There's no point in saying he's not vain because he absolutely is. This physical form had been good-looking to start with and when he found out he could modify it? Just by moving around or getting inked up? Siblings were practically lining up at the gate for his, heh, personal attention in the gym as a trainer. He was completely focused and professional during classes. But once that session was up? They knew where to find him.

Wasn't just the human Clergy either. Mist liked it when he wrestled with her, winner take all. Alpha needed the occasional beatdown too and Omega was perfect for when he wanted his ankles by his ears and a fat cock pushing so far into his guts he could taste it.

Just thinking about it made a pretty pearl of cum bead up from his tip. He smears it over the ruddy head with his thumb, rolls his hips as he toys with the slit and thinks about the others.

Dew was so cute to rile up. He could get spitting mad over some teasing and all Ifrit would have to do was look down and see where all the blood went. Only made the little guy madder, but all Ifrit had to do to apologize was kiss it until it was all better and the flush on Dew’s face was from pleasure and not fury.

Been a while since they hooked up, Ifrit thinks. A little bittersweetness lies in the memories, how Dew had found himself wrapped up in a new role and a new pack while Ifrit was left behind but he doesn't hold a grudge. Just wishes they could meet up again, see if he still has a temper or he’s gotten it under control. Ifrit's seen the way that multi-ghoul needles him, nothing short of a masterpiece there. He’d love to team up with him to make Dew cry sometime and his cock throbs in agreement.

Then there's that pretty water ghoul. Rain. Ifrit's been dying to get to know him all kinds of ways. See if he gets as wet as Dew used to, before his transition. He saw the two of them earlier, before the party really got going and okay, they looked good together. Dew looked downright snappy whenever someone tried to lure Rain away and that was just adorable. Like a dragon angrily guarding the first shiny trinket of its horde.

Monogamy isn't really a thing to the ghouls. Why would it be? Still, sometimes they can get possessive over each other. Dew's definitely got the worst case of it Ifrit's ever seen over Rain. He'd curled himself tight around the water ghoul, scenting him something fierce. Ifrit could pick it up from halfway across the field. And okay, it was a little cute. New love, and all that.

He blinks. Right, that's how he came to be here pumping his dick. He got so caught up in the vision of Dew and Rain and their entangled limbs, combined with the noises of a few threesomes happening, his mind laid out a beautiful picture of himself sandwiched between the two of them. Maybe he could coach Rain on how best to rile up Dew, get his little cock as red as his face. What to say to make his brow furrow even as he huffs out a too-quick orgasm.

Speaking of…

His balls already tight, Ifrit lets himself go and sighs at the way it aches when he does. He's got better stamina but he's been here a while, whatever he drank is working its dirty little magic on him and the night is still young. Wouldn't want to wear himself out too quickly.

If he listens, he can hear Mist crying in that perfect way she does when someone's licking her cunt and someone else is doing her gills. Belial, she's cute. Maybe he just has a thing for water ghouls, but who wouldn't with all their sensitivities and tendencies to get so wet. Maybe he should get up and join them, attack her gills from the other side and really get her going, get a few fingers stuffed up her cunt, make her squirt like she always does. His hand wraps around himself again and before he knows it, he's got his tongue in Rain's gills instead, frenching him from the inside while he bounces on Ifrit's lap, claws digging into his shoulders. Feeling Rain gasp for air as he creams around Ifrit's cock, Dew’s eyes dark with fury.

“You look like you're having fun.” Comes a soft voice and Ifrit chuckles, squeezing the base of his cock.

“Just thinking about you.” He says honestly, cracking his eye to peer at Rain. He looks good tonight. Always looks good but this is the first time Ifrit's seen him in something other than his uniform, a pair of light blue shorts that skim the tops of his thighs and a sleeveless shirt with thin straps and thinner fabric. Ifrit’s eyes lazily slide up and then firmly look back down, no shame. Dew’s not here to hiss and snarl, Ifrit's going to take advantage. As much as Rain will let him.

“We’ve never been properly introduced.” Rain muses, coming closer. “I know your name though. Seen you around. Seen some footage.”

“Do you like what you see?” Ifrit asks, angling himself so Rain can get an eyeful of his body, toned muscles and cock on full display. Like before. He's not shy about his own vanity. He half expects his confidence to intimidate the quiet water ghoul but Rain…Rain laughs at him. No one's ever laughed at Ifrit before.

He doesn't know if he likes it or not.

“Dew said you were cocky.” He drops to his hands and knees, tail coiling behind him. His eyes narrow as he comes up between Ifrit's thighs and smiles with a little too much fang for comfort. “He wouldn't be happy if he knew I was with you.”

“Then why are you here anyway?” Ifrit asks bluntly, trying to regain a foothold in the strange shift that he's pretty sure just happened.

“Because sometimes it's better to ask for forgiveness than permission.” Rain tells him with a nip to his skin that sends Ifrit reeling. No way this is happening. He can still smell Dew on Rain's clothes, smoke and anger and lust. So much lust.

"Isn't Dewdrop your, uh…" Boyfriend is the first word that comes to mind but it doesn't feel right. Too human, too exclusive. Packmate would be the best option yet it still feels too casual for whatever the hell those two have going on. He and Dew were packmates and they were never so touchy-feely as he is with Rain. He vaguely remembers Dew getting a little weird about Aether when he was first summoned but it still had nothing on how he behaved now. Rain seems to humor it and continue to do his own thing when Dew's not looking but he still doesn't want to get on the little guy's bad side and ruin any possibilities.

"Dewdrop." He finishes stupidly.

Rain shrugs, a strap of his camisole falling down one shoulder with the motion.

"My Dewdrop…" he muses, tracing patterns on Ifrit's thigh. "I like the sound of that."

His fingers tickle dangerously high and Ifrit squirms against the tree.

"Well," Rain continues thoughtfully, casually wrapping his hand around the base of Ifrit's cock, hiding the sudden flare of his tattoos as he begins to stroke him slowly. "My Dewdrop said he didn't want you touching me. So don't touch me. And we'll be alright."

Ifrit feels far from alright at this moment in time, but then Rain's bowing to dab his soft tongue to the underside and he can't find it in him to argue. The first gentle lap hits him harder than a punch, the second, somehow even worse. Rain entertains himself with Ifrit's cock like he's got all the time in the world; sliding the foreskin to and fro over the ridge, mouthing at the tip and going even lower to fit both of Ifrit's balls in his mouth. Going back up and rubbing his cheek against the head to smear the beads of pre cum all across his face.

"These are pretty," he remarks, so casual as if he was admiring a garden or a display of jewelry. Ifrit doesn't even know what he's talking about at first until Rain starts tracing the outline of his tattoos with his tongue. He got them done months ago, glyphs written and designed to further pleasure a partner. Maybe one or two thrown in so no matter how he thrusts, he always hits the best spots.

"Enchanted?" He asks, looking at Ifrit with his dark eyes, pressing a kiss to the shaft. Ifrit nods stupidly, fingers curling in the grass to keep from grabbing Rain's head and pushing him down again, make that pretty mouth drool with how Ifrit would fuck it.

"Thought so." Rain says with satisfaction. "I like the way it tingles when I touch them. Must feel good to get fucked by a cock like this."

"I've had no complaints." Ifrit gasps as Rain lays his tongue flat to slap his cock against it. He's such an active participant in his past flings that it feels off-putting to just sit here and let himself be…be toyed with. He doesn't even think Rain's blinked once since settling between his thighs and it's unnerving.

"When Dew calms down a bit," Rain starts, moving Ifrit's cock this way and that to admire all of his tattoos as they glow. "With this whole possessive thing. Maybe I'll ride it."

"Fuh-" Ifrit hisses as a large blurt of precum oozes out of his slit. Rain drinks it down then goes even further, opening his jaw for Ifrit to easily slide in without grazing any fangs. "Fucking, oh, oh that's good."

He's so pent up from touching himself earlier, thinking he wouldn't have to worry about stamina. Now he's got Rain making the sweetest, choked noises as he fucks his face on Ifrit's dick, nice and sloppy, getting his saliva all over Ifrit's balls while he gags on it. Ifrit's tearing up handfuls of grass as Rain brutalizes his own throat, moaning and trying to stifle his moans at the same time, lest Dewdrop catch them in the act and get royally pissed off.

Rain would probably just kiss him with a mouth of Ifrit's cum, his brain offers up and it's over.

He cums with a pained noise, faster than he'd like to but again he’d been working himself up decently beforehand and if he knew Rain was going to go to town on him, he would have saved his stamina. He tries to warn Rain with a stuttered exclamation as his body locks up. Rain just pulls away to tug at his cock and Ifrit starts praying Rain will put it back in his mouth and swallow but he keeps pumping his hand at first. Aims so the first spray lands thick over his eyelashes, the second glossing his full lips, smearing the head around before kissing it and pushing down to take Ifrit in, letting him finish directly down his tight throat.

“Fuck!” Ifrit shouts, hitting his head on the tree when he throws it back, trying to fuck Rain's mouth for the last few flexes of his cock. Rain keeps still, lets his jaw hang open as Ifrit pushes his cum back in as it drools out, relishing the slide of Rain’s tongue on his skin even as he slips into oversensitivity and the friction is too much. Rain lets him go with a final kiss and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand as he sits up tucking a lock of hair behind his ear. Ifrit's cum is dabbed off Rain’s eyelashes with his ring finger, also licked clean. There's something almost feline about him as he does it, looking so beautiful in the fractured moonlight coming down from between the branches.

"Can I," Ifrit starts. "Do you…anything?" He sounds stupid to himself and can't even imagine what he sounds like to Rain, staring down at him with a passive, unreadable expression.

"I already got mine." He says carelessly, flopping back and spreading his thighs to show off the wet fabric of his tight little shorts clinging to his cunt. Ifrit swallows thickly, eyes riveted on the way he drags his fingers softly over it. He can see the way they bump over the shape of his swollen clit and Ifrit moans right along with Rain when he rubs the tip of it.

"Swiss and Aether." He tells Ifrit, a subtle lift at the corners of his mouth. He raises a leg and uses the motion to flip himself over, lifting his tail to reveal another damp spot just underneath that's slowly drooled out enough cum to combine with the first one.

"Mountain."

Ifrit practically convulses with the longing stab of arousal the sight gives him, wheezing as Rain wiggles his shorts down to give him a better look at his well-used holes, swaying his hips and letting them gape for the briefest of moments, before shimmying his clothes back on and doing something elegant and twisted that results in him standing up, hand on his hip. Looking down at Ifrit with an amused little smile.

“Dew always forgives me if I confess everything. Helps to give him a demonstration too…So he knows what he missed out on.” It's said in such a blaisè tone for all the heavy implications in the words, Ifrit can't quite believe what he just heard. Just stares open mouthed at Rain with his soft cock wilting against his thigh and his ears ringing. Rain covers his laugh and leans close. Lets Ifrit get a nice view of his tits down his top as he takes two fingers, the two he'd touched himself with, and pets Ifrit's tongue. Before he knows what he's doing, he closes his lips around them and sucks, shivering at the faint taste of salt and sex.

“You're cute.” Rain says. “I hope I get to play with you again.”

He tries to say something but what exactly he wants to say he doesn't know. It just comes out as a stupid little uh-huh around Rain’s fingers as he withdraws them. He chases them but then Rain’s giving him a little head shake, wiping them on Ifrit's cheek and he falls back, defeated and stunned. Rain giving him that mischievous little smile the whole time.

“See you ‘round.” He says, tapping those same two fingers against his eyebrows, giving Ifrit a lazy salute. The fingers go from his temple to his mouth, where Rain spreads them and licks lasciviously in between with a wicked little wink before turning and walking off, leaving Ifrit to stare at the way his hips swing in well fucked and insouciant little half circles. How he's not limping is beyond anyone's guess.

“Damn…” he wheezes, head hitting the trunk. “Just… damn.”

What a night.

[max-headroomfiles]

I dunno if it's still Steven Lim appreciation week but I wanna say something.

When I got into watcher, I never quite knew who Steven Lim was, I was semi familiar with Shane and Ryan but not Steven Lim.

When I first saw Dish Granted, it was such a fun little show I'm honestly shocked it wasn't popular because this is a guy making a lovely dish for his friends, what's not to love? And better yet, the one show that made me pick cooking up as a hobby because food to me is a love language, I'd love to cook for my loved ones.

And there was also homemade, and one episode I really love is the tamale one. My life as an Mexican-American, I rarely if ever saw someone explore Mexican dishes other than tacos and burritos. Tamales are one of my favorite foods and I've never felt so much joy seeing an episode on my favorite dishes.

When I was getting into watcher and rarely saw Steven (note: this was before the new making watcher and before I learned steven was ceo), I felt bad, and I know that's weird to say because I don't know him but I always felt like I'd leave steven out because yknow I tend to focus on Shane and Ryan a lot, but I love Steven a lot too and I've always tried to focus on him a lot more sometimes.

He isn't perfect, no person is. But when I look at Steven, I don't see some sort of villain who's trying to take watcher away, I see a man with good intentions and a good heart who uplifts others and expresses a love for food with others trying to keep his company afloat, who of course made a risky business decision with his co founders but nonetheless apologized for it.

I think that's what Steven means to me, and I am very excited for Travel Season.

I believe in you, Steven.

[sserajeans]

you are in love | 24. match made in ocean

- gyuthegoofy started a video call.

- ynthesexy, hanthebitch, and wonythemvp joined the call.

audio directory: wonyoung, leehan, gyuvin, y/n

—

"so what are we supposed to be looking at here?"

"the fundraiser proposal.... again."

"someone needs to hold me back before i commit a REAL HEINOUS CRIME against that hagrat excuse of a principal."

"i'm so glad you said that over call instead of text 'cause..."

"shut up."

"wait guys focus please..."

"right sorry."

"i'm using all the brain juice i got i swear but this is so hard."

"right? i have no idea how serenades didnt pass..."

"as much as i'd hate singing around with y/n it was a good idea as a fundraiser. low cost."

"matches the school tradition too. i don't know why so many people confess around christmas time, but it could've worked!"

"for real. hagrat lim."

"you're going down with y/n."

"absolutely not! how could the ever-so-lovely scholar kim gyuvin be disrespectful to his teachers! meanwhile school jock swim captain lee y/n..."

"I'M NOT EVEN A JOCK?"

"we're definitely getting off topic."

"oops..."

"anyways..."

"i think we should definitely stick to something on the romance side. it just sells more?"

"yeah, we can make it a little general for people who wanna do it for friends or family too."

"okay so... romance... romantics... what's something you guys would like to receive?"

"flowers without pollen."

"i laughed a bit i'm sorry."

"jellies!"

"candy could be low-cost, but won't the students feel like they could just buy them from the grocery or the cafeteria?"

"flowers could work. it's quite tiresome to pass by florist shops these days, so having them close by is convenient. sorry, y/n."

"i mean... i guess i'll be fine if i take the medicine before leaving?"

"i'm sorry y/n... we'll keep this as a backup idea so we can continue looking for something better and less... life threatening?"

"it's okay guys i don't mind it as long as principal lim gets off our back."

"we'll think of something else y/n... this'll just be the absolute last resort."

"speaking of flowers and y/n's pollen allergy though..."

"i know where this is going."

"I'M SORRY OKAY.... we just, or i, just wanna know!"

"didn't i tell you already??"

"details, y/n... details!!"

"I ALMOST DIED GYU..."

"LMAO PLEASE..."

"okay so you almost died... DETAILS!!"

"fine..."

"stay strong lee y/n..."

"we went to the cafe after practice, we talked about stuff. started with classes and how she's adjusting to the workload of juniors, then how i'm going around with colleges as an athlete. speaking of which, coach gave me a semi-scolding over text earlier today, but moving on."

"god he dumps the pressure of the swim team's success on you as if he isn't the literal COACH."

"for real like y/n is human too... hello?"

"yeah, then when we got to the cafe we had a mini argument over who was gonna pay but the cashier suggested to pay for our own, so that's what we did."

"you're so... anti-romantic."

"what? what did i do??"

"you're supposed to pay for her regardless, like never back down."

"NEVER BACK DOWN NEVER WHAT?"

"NEVER GIVE UP!!"

"but it was a date that dani asked for, so? kinda cancels out right, wony?"

"hm... i guess.. anyways, continue, y/n."

"well... yeah after i updated wony via text when i was in the toilet, we mostly talked about our interests and stuff. so me and movies, music, and mostly swim."

"90% swim. you might've bored her to death..."

"don't say that!"

"i'm being honest! she might've thought you were a fish in your past life or something..."

"she brought up swim in the conversation first actually! she said she swims a lot whenever she goes back home to australia during the summers."

"well isn't that a lovely surprise? match made in heaven!"

"match made in ocean.."

"she definitely knows how to keep y/n hooked that's for sure."

"oh yeah... great pair in that sense!"

"what were the other interests she talked about?"

"flowers, plants, nature in general! she's so outdoorsy."

"this is so ironic 'cause didn't you almost fail biology?"

"so that's where the park part came from..."

"no i did not almost fail bio... it just simply is my lowest scoring subject okay..."

"whatever you say!"

"but yeah that's when she brought up the park, and i just couldn't say no. she was talking about how this specific flower only bloomed in autumn and she wanted to see it at its first day."

"you didn't bother telling her you had an allergy?"

"she sounded so excited you guys i didn't want to ruin that... and i guess i kinda wanted to see the flowers too, they were really pretty! i'll show you pics."

"you couldn't say no to flowers... so you just put your life at risk instead?"

"i had a mask! and i didn't think it'd react that bad again."

"right."

"so yeah that's all that happened, really."

"sounds like you had a fun enough time to almost kill yourself!"

"OH MAN....."

"YES I DID! okay? i did have a fun time! she's really nice, cute, pretty, outgoing and all. we talked about going to a different nature park to rent bikes next time."

"i'm kicking my feet in the air right now you guys have no idea."

"we do actually."

"and don't bother showing us."

"yeah we can go a day without seeing your feet gyu."

"I DIDN'T EVEN OFFER?"

"you'd do it whether we liked it or not, unfortunately."

"she's right on that... AND DID YOU SAY NEXT TIME?"

"SHE DID!!"

"weren't we supposed to be finishing work so we could be free tomorrow? right we were! isn't that right, wony?"

"but... but that's... fine, yeah."

"wonderful! let's get back to work then!"

masterlist. next.

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[lablim64]

*A semi new face!! Maybe he’s more friendly than the rest!*

Connor is a detective as well

*lim is speaking*

WHEHEHE HIII!!-

(He's still in a sugar rush lol)

[yellowflowerbub]

hi i hope your having a good day/night! im gonna write this request anon because i’m nervous haha! i’m over the age of 18 and i would like a sakuna x thick!reader smut. i am pretty thick myself and i would love to read like a hard dom sakuna with a thick reader. i think it would come out pretty nice 💕💕! stay hydrated and have a good one!

KINKTOBER

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Day 21: Worship - Sexual Arousal From Worshipping or Being Worshipped

꒷︶ ̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ︶꒷

summary. after hundreds of long grueling years without the king of curses, sakuna, to guide you, you begin to feel lost until you turn an alleyway in hopes of finding another victim and instead encounter the man you’ve looked up to ever since he was exorcized 

wordcount. 2.8k+

pairing(s). sakuna x thick!curse!reader

warning(s). worship, pwp, mentions of flesh, mean dom Sakuna, manipulation, abuse of power, rough sex, foreplay, sadism, little bit of spit, semi exhibitionism, monster cock, size kink, spanking, masochism, cum

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Sakuna was a ruthless monster and procrustean leader. He controlled all of evil and whatever was left of good. Curses and sorcerers bowed before his feet in fear and those that rebelled were killed before they could even oppose him. 

But he was dead.

Once ruler of both the mortal and spirited worlds before he was stripped of his power. His sudden death allowed sorcerers to regain control of humanity- to remake society and mold it into what they desired. Humans became so safe they began to forget about the ruler that once held tenacious power over their ancestors' lives. By no means did the removal of the King of Curses stop evil beings from instilling terror however without a clear leader, evil had been kept at bay, minimized to a point where those who had no cursed energy at all could roam the night’s dark streets only fearing other people. 

This night in particular had a bizarre feel. The cold air felt cooler and thicker- becoming increasingly onerous to take in. Usually the streets were full with people trudging through the close to congested sidewalks and car packed streets while you figured out which one you'd pluck from the crowd, today however, had little to no one out in the public. The only sounds of life were the distant dittys of crickets that rose a scowl onto your face. The street lights flickered and the stop lights interchange from green to red while you absentmindedly tramp through the sidewalk, the heels of your shoes clicking on the concrete beneath them. 

Though you knew you could defend yourself if needed, the thought that something else stronger, some burly entity with immeasurable power had already taken its pickings with the cities people made you shiver. The scene of the quiet and eerily peaceful streets would've given you goosebumps if you were human.

Suddenly, the smell of flesh floods your senses. A stench so strong you felt like you could physically reach out and touch it. You look around, searching for anything adjacent to where you stood that could produce an effluvium so profound but your eyes caught nothing of interest. Your nose, however, sniffed into the air a few times before leading your body to the output which happened to be an alleyway that you'd never noticed on your nightly walks. 

Immediately the atopherical pressure seemed to cage around your chest- oxygen becoming harder and harder to intake. That unmistakable power, that familiar presence, the bone shuddering cursed energy; you knew without a doubt in your mind the King of Curses was with you. Just the thought of him being near you back when you were classified as a Grade 2 curse made you hot and bothered, but now that you’re so close, so nigh that you can feel his power surging through the air, your knees had a hard time supporting the rest of your body.

You squint, barely being able to make out his figure through the fog but of what you could see he lost a good portion of what made him the King of Curses. No extra limbs or inhumane height and all his additional mouths including the one that formerly draped across his defined stomach were gone. If not for the tattoo’s covering every other part of his face and torso you would have mistaken him for a special grade sorcerer.

You wanted to shout out to him. You wished to utter even a few words to gain his attention. To ramble about how much you’ve been praying to every deity under the sun that he would come back to return the world to its miserable glory with you by his side. Even if he only used you for your thriving power- you only wished to work under his ruling for as long as he desired, but before you could fix your mouth to speak he calls out to, voice rumbling and resounding off the allway’s dirty brick walls.

“Did you miss me?” You did. You really did.

“Yes!” You shout into the fog, “I’ve always missed you! I never stopped!” 

He hums, likely studying your eagerness to speak with him. The fog leisurely clears as he begins to step toward you, a daunting saunter that makes your heart squeeze within your chest. With him so close you could see his messy pink hair falling onto his sweat ridden forehead and a wide smirk that spread across his face, stretching from ear to ear.

"Look at you, pretty little thing," He coos, "I've been seeing you- watching you desperately try to please me. You've been so good at keeping this city entertained."

His immense height and stature felt only amplified when you considered his notoriety.

The sleepless nights that you spent idolizing Sakuna to a point of exhaustion; running strange fan clubs and cultist devotee meet-ups consumed more of your time than actually reeking havoc onto the streets of Tokyo. Watching theorists speak extensively about the horror of the curse while you filthily masturbate to the sketches of him that appeared on screen. You treated and worshiped him as one would do a celebrity, so much so that now, as he stood in front of you, you could hardly move a muscle.

He brings his hand to clutch your chin and pry your attention onto him, "Do you think you could do something for me? Just a small favor."

You quickly nod, naively agreeing to his unclear ask of you. Even if you were aware that he was just using you, you’d still gladly give up your body to him if he asked. The fact that he came to you of all curses for his problems was what you focused on rather than the big hands that ripped all of the clothing off your skin. 

The quick changes in his vague suggestive words gave you whiplash. While you were experienced enough, this profuse dominance he yielded flustered you, bringing about a sense of insignificance to the flood of emotion you already held. His lofty stature made you feel tiny, almost completely trivial in comparison to him. Reasonably so. You were never the most intimidating curse in the special grade registry but you could still hold your own well enough that it caught the King of Curse’s attention.

He lowly growls under his breath, "It's been too fucking long since I've gotten to shove my cock in an eager whore like you."

Grabbing you by your waist he hosts you up onto the allway’s wall, your bare back now directly touching the freezing brick. You huff at the chill. Using one hand to pin you, his other is busy freeing his cock from its garments, rubbing at what he could touch on it. His impatience seeps through him allowing you to pick up on how restless he truly is, pent up beyond belief. You wait with bated breath for his crotch to make any form of contact with yours, your eyes already half lidded as you ogle his weeping tip that oozed with pre down his length.

His cock was so large, monstrous even. Well over average in both his girth and length to a point of absurdity. The base of it seemingly wider than the rest, bulging veins following along its sides then halting at his tip that shined with pre. As he stroked over it you noticed the upward curve of  his erection and how hard it had already become.

“I'm gonna use you for my pleasure. You owe that to me for creating a world where you can run rampant when you want,” He seethes through his teeth, bright red eyes still concentrated on his satasfaction, "Fuck. Ready yourself, get it nice and wet for me."

You bring two shaky fingers into the depths of your mouth and have your tongue swirl around them, soaking your digits with your saliva before you run them down your body and around the rim of your hole. They hover there for a minute, completely saturating it. He groans, intently watching you as you tease yourself directly before him.

"Watch me," You say, still touching yourself, "I'll do good for you. Promise."

"I'd only expect the best from you. Nothing. Less."

He smiles- it's sinister but it still brings you some sense of reassurance that you were doing something right. He grips his cock in his hand while one of his strong arms keeps you pinned where you were, not like you’d try to leave at this point anyway- your mind too far gone in the depths of lust admiration. He slowly strokes it at the base, purposefully avoiding his flushed tip as his mouth spewed humiliatingly truancy words at you. 

He leans further into your body, chest to chest with his head rested on your shoulder. He nips at the shell of your ear, breathily sucking and biting at what skin he could reach. You can feel heat radiating off of his dick as it rubs against the back of your working hand. His pre cum stains the innards of your quivering thighs and the saliva once coating your finger dripped to the ground creating a pool of your mixed arousal on the concrete beneath you. 

You moan as the tip of his cock kisses your hole repeatedly, teasing and torturing your core, “Sakuna… put it in. I’m ready for you, use me please~,”

He chuckles within the warmth of your neck then bites it, eliciting a whine from your mouth. An abrupt stretch draws your attention to his groin as he steadily eases into you, savoring every bit of delectation that came with it. The lewd noises you let spill from your mouth clouded his mind, nearly causing his facade to slip- instead, he allows for his pleasure to leak from him as low whispered profanities. 

“You’re so fucking tight.” The unrelenting pace in which he entered you felt like it was splitting you in half, like he single handedly spitroasted you while you babbled on about how good he was. 

The raucous sounds of his hips meeting the fat of your ass reverberates in your ears and the empty alleyway- the feeling of the ripple of your skin clashing against his open hands makes you tighten and his hands clench harder around your bottom. An abundance of coarse groans and noisy moans mixed with the lewd squelching of your sexes as he pounded into you.

Sakunas baritone voice teased in your ear, "You're enjoying this! You like how big my cock is inside you, huh? Your cute little cunt can barely fit it all. Fuck,"

"Disappointing. I thought you could do better." Your mind was in such a haze, whatever vulnerability you possessed at the forefront of your mind that you couldn't fully comprehend that he was baiting you- simply riling you up in order to manipulate you further. Practically falling right into the palm of his hand for him to orchestrate your thoughts.

"Sorry!" You manage to shout, "Please let me do it! Let me be of service to you!"

He removes his cock from you, a bit of slick connecting the two of you before it breaks. You stumble on your feet, a bit worn out, before you reposition your ass to face his awaiting dick and your chest to barely brush against the cold brick wall. Your legs shake beneath you as your hands push you from the wall and further back onto Sakuna's girth, ripping a moan from your throat. He remains silent as he watches you back into him while you attempt to retain a steady-ish rhythm. His large hands run down your back and drift over your arched spine to massage at the flesh on your sides, bulky fingers digging into the skin to slowly guide you before traveling back up your back to repeat the actions. He groans a bit, little whines lacing it when you wiggle your hips enough to make his cock twitch.

You yelp as a sudden sting comes down on your rear. You pause in movement, a bit confused but once another harsh slap hits you again you realize Sakuna was spanking you. 

“Who told you to stop?” The commanding tone of his voice exudes with dominance- without him even directly demanding something of you, you feel obligated to oblige to his words. To completely give in to him and submit everything he asked of you. 

You apologize and quickly return to moving yourself along his dick. His palm hits you again, this time it feels plenty harder as your ass begins to sore. You keep your eyes focused on the wall and your mind on the tingling sensations on your skin. It oddly felt good. “You’re such a slut, you’re actually fucking enjoying this. You like this sting on your ass?”

You earnestly nod. A strange pang goes off inside your abdomen, a coil like sensation that only grew when you speed your hips. The coil tightens further with every strike Sakuna bestows upon you and your ass lifts to chase it. 

“Shit- so tight, ya gonna cum? M’ makin’ you feel that good, huh?” Each of his teasing sentences were rhetorical. You weren’t going to answer anymore, too far gone- lost in complete and utter bliss and Sakuna didn’t want you to, satisfied with just hearing you babble like an idiot on his cock. 

He grabs at the fat of your ass, jiggling it in his palm then smacking it once more and growling at its recoil. He couldn’t help but rub at where he’d been hitting you. You’ve behaved so well for him- following all his instructions and requests down to the very last detail. Submissively moaning to produce just enough arousal to make his dick jerk. 

He could notice you were beginning to get exhausted. There was an extra shake at your knees that wasn’t caused by his size and your heaving chest seemed to be heaving heavier than when you started. You fix your mouth to apologize but before you get the chance to speak, two of his fingers on each hand snake around your body to tap at the sides of your mouth. You happily let them in and he immediately uses that as leverage to pull you back into his cock, meeting his rapidly moving hips half way. He abuses your head like he would a leash, strictly using it to get off. He couldn’t have cared any less in that moment if you came from his pounding as his mind only focused on painting your walls in white. The suffocating squeeze of your heat coerced him into putty in the same way his cock did to you.

He practically growls, “I’m gonna cum, take all my fucking cum! M’ gonna stuff you so fucking full you’ll barely be able to breath, would you like that? Being filled up by your idol?” 

You nod. “You don’t have much a fucking choice do you? Your slutty hole is pullin’ me in! I couldn’t pull it out if I tried,” Not that you even wanted him to.

The knot that had been inconsistently tightening in your stomach finally bursts at the same moment Sakuna spills his load within you. He worked you through the orgasm, never fully stopping his thrusts to pump every last drop he had to offer. Your moan’s volume increased to a pornagraphic level while he simply laughed at your indecency as if he hadn’t had his genitals plunged into yours in some random alleyway.

Your legs give out and he catches you, letting you rest in his arms for a quick moment and then easing you down to the ground where you balled yourself up. You could feel the remnants of his orgasm begin to seep out of you while your hole continuously spasmed, forcing more of it out. He crouches in front of you, now face to face with him and his finger plunges into you, pushing his cum back where he left it.

“Wouldn’t wanna waste any.”

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a/n: surprisingly enough, this was meant to be a quick drabble but i realized this would work better for the request I received earlier this month

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[wqnsho]

EAVESDROP CONFESSIONS

tsukasa tenma x gn! reader ; knight! au

lowercase intended, semi-angst (?)

based on his lim card !! enjoy <3

reader's pov

'to serve the princess.' you thought, wiping off the sweat on your face. being one of the five chosen knights to be the serve princess tenma, or saki as she insisted, was difficult. it included intense training from day to night, you thought that you would get used to it by now, being a senior, but how wrong you were. the king demanded extra hours and more intense training, especially now when the country is at risk of being under attack.

'to serve the country.' you thought, trying to 'fix' your wet hair, who are you trying to impress?, it was so wet that it could be mistaken as the niagra falls. finding the action useless, you gave out a small sigh and started removing your armor.

'to fight for the people.' you thought, changing into something more comfortable. your mind wondered to the people in kamiyama, the elderly who never hesitated to gift fruits and pray for the knights, the adults who looked at them with respect and gratitude, and to the teens and children, who either wanted to be a knight or just want to support them.

'to fight along with my friends.' you thought, stepping out of the bathroom. dressed in your most comfortable clothes, and even finding a way to dry and fix your hair. again, who are you trying to impress? your mind shifted from the people to your fellow knights. those present when you where still a recruit and those present when you where finally chosen as one the princess' personal bodyguards, who where definitely hanging around in the courtyard, waiting for you so you could all go to dinner together.

shinonome akito. a boy with bright orange hair and a strong build. he is one of the three newest knights selected, blessed upon by strength and talent with his sword, he never fails to strike any enemy down. he is someone who is always there for his friends, someone who always speaks his mind. though he is easily irritated, he can control his actions.

akiyama mizuki. with the talent of staying stunning even after hours and hours of training, they never fail to amaze you. the only time you were never amazed is when you see their pink locks running towards to you, locking you into an inescapable embrace and ushering you to their room to "try a new hairstyle" or to "try a new dress I (they) recently made", basically being their irl mannequin. though aside from being full of surprises, they are actually good in the battlefield. along with akito, they are apart of the newly recruited personal bodyguards. with their agility and speed, they are always two steps ahead from the enemy.

hinomori shiho. joining the army for her sister, she never lets herself get side-tracked. her fierce swordsmanship and personality was something praised upon by everyone, including the king himself. he couldn't help stare in awe when he looked from his castle window, there he saw a young girl, immediately defeating her partner for that day. he didn't even let her graduate as a knight, when night had fallen that day, he immediately called me. he told me to "tell instructor shiraishi, that cadet hinomori will be transferred into the castle to serve the queen." and thats what i did, making her the final newly recruited bodyguards of princess saki.

thinking about them makes you proud, they deserve the position they have today. but you also remember of your former comrades, kamishiro rui, kusanagi nene, and aoyagi toya. no, they aren't dead. but they were badly injured during the previous war, making them useless in the battlefield. but now, they are instructors teaching new recruits, making them still close to the castle. meaning you could still see them from time to time.

lastly we have the one and only superstar, tenma tsukasa. being the kings first-born, everyone thought that he would inherit the throne, not some knight whose life could easily be taken away from them in a second. and to everyone's surprise, the king didn't even question him and let him do as he pleases.

if possible, you could talk about him everyday. he who makes everyone smile in the toughest times, he who fights for what's right, he who proves that he is not just the kings first-born, he who loves the country, he who loves his friends and fellow knights, he who loves his family, most importantly his dear sister, and he who (you hope) loves yo—

"[name]...? i hope you haven't passed out there! remember what the king did to you last time you did this!" oh.

"s-sorry mizuki! i got lost in my thoughts." you said as you quickly turned on the faucet, using the cold water to conceal your red face.

"hmm, it's not like you to get oh so lost in your thoughts." they said, stepping in your assigned bathroom with their hands behind their back and a teasing smile on their smile. "what's got you so lost? or rather whose got you so red? it's tsu— ?"

"shhh! can't you lower your voice? people might hear you!" you whisper-yelled as you slammed your hand into mizuki's mouth. "and it's not tsukasa! what makes you even think that?!"

"well..." they started, "you always look at him, you always smile at him, you always have this 'lovey dovey' face whenever you look at him, you get defensive when i acuse you of liking him..."

the lists goes on and on, it was so far that when they finished your face was reaching its boiling point. seeing mizuki's smug face, you couldn't help but turn away from them, rolling your eyes as you cool your hot face.

"i don't know mizuki, i think you're being delusional" you said still ignoring their curious eyes, and before you could hear their response a new voice joins the conversation.

"you know [last name], for once, i'm with akiyama here."

the blush that was starting to fade away quickly regain its color as your hear the sharp but quiet voice of shiho who was standing at the doorway. snapping your head at her direction, you quickly pulled her inside and locked the doors.

mizuki snickered at your panicked and defeated expression, with shiho's backup they knew that you won't be getting out the room without spilling your feelings.

"don't be so loud shiho! also, you can call us by our first names you know? calling me [last name] makes me feel so old." you said as your face regained its natural color, giving out a nervous and uneasy laugh your eyes darted across the room, not once looking at theirs.

"we know what your doing [name]" mizuki said, sharing a look with shiho who nodded. "it's either you tell us, or we'll tell them."

"so cruel... i never took you as someone whose into gossip shiho.."

shiho blushed and looked away, but she still didn't budge as she went to guarding the bathrooms door. looking defeated you just sighed and told them everything.

third person's pov

akito couldn't help but wonder what's gotten their 'ultra mega star' so down. in his perspective, tsukasa looked like a child who didn't get the toy that he wanted and was seconds away from throwing a tantrum. but akito could care less, he didn't want to get roped into whatever he was planning nor did he care if tsukasa was planning something.

so he asked him.

"what's gotten you in a grumpy mood?" akito asked, looking at his senior with a raised brow. tsukasa didn't bother giving him an answer (which irritated the ginger) as he continued to look at the direction where [name]'s assigned bathroom was located with furrowed brows.

connecting the dots together, akito released a sigh and rolled his eyes. pushing himself away the pillar he was leaning on, he slowly walked towards the bathroom. despite his thoughts about his senior, he couldn't help but respect him in different ways. he knew that tsukasa had given his all to every challenge in his life and he knew that he would never let anything happen to his comrades ever again.

tsukasa noticed where akito was going and immediately halted him.

"hey! don't tell me you're thinking of going to [names]'s bathroom? what are you, a creep?!" he shouted, his voice echoing across the empty halls making akito halt in his steps. he turned to look at the blond male, a disgusted and annoyed look printed on his face.

"huh?! what did you just say to me?!" akito yelled back. "and for the record, i was going to the kitchen! who knows how long they are staying and talking there. i'm getting hungry each second. if you don't believe me then you can come with."

and that's what tsukasa did. the two of them were quiet as they walk to the kitchen, with tsukasa sneaking some accusing stares at his junior and akito still having his annoyed look etched on his face. it was like that for minutes until they heard hushed whispers from the bathroom.

"...guess so..."

"that's so... [name]! who knew... had a thing for...!"

"...does that mean?! also... your voice down! help... shiho!"

curious, akito stopped infront of the bathroom and pressed his ears against its door to hear the conversation better.

appalled, tsukasa looked at him with wide eyes as he shaked his companions shoulder.

"what are you doing?!" the blond whisper-yelled, keeping his voice down to avoid getting caught "you're invading their privacy!"

sure tsukasa himself was curious on why his friends are in one bathroom and what they were talking about but he couldn't just go past his morals and listen in without them knowing. shaking his thoughts away, he began to scold akito again but he couldn't, not when—

"look, i'll say this once and never again. yes, i am in love with tsukasa tenma and no, i will not confess my feelings for him. got it?"

not when the world around him stopped moving, not when his eyes went wide and face turned red, not when his hands turned sweaty and tightened its hold on akito's shoulder, not when the latter looked at him with wide and shocked eyes.

not when the door they where leaning on slowly opened.

not when they had fallen to the floor and looking up to three pairs of shocked eyes.

not when he made eye contact, with the person who had just admitted their feelings for him.

and most importantly, not when they bolted out the room, teary-eyed.

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[santoteez]

Santoteez’s Kinktober 2022

It’s that time of the year again !! I am excited to bring you all yet another Kinktober :) Last year was strictly Sub!Idol, but I have switched it up this year. Will there be Sub!Idol? I don’t know, guess you’ll have to read and find out! This year we have:

Oct 1: Chwe Vernon of SEVENTEEN [Quickie, semi-public College!AU]

Oct 5: Chae Hyungwon of MONSTA X [Office Sex, CEO!AU]

Oct 8: S. Coups (Choi Seungcheol) of SEVENTEEN - [Gym Sex]

Oct 12: Kim Jungwoo of NCT [Overstimulation, Choking]

Oct 15: Song Mingi of ATEEZ [Stuck Sex, MatainanceMan!AU]

Oct 19: DK (Lee Seokmin) of SEVENTEEN  [Vampire!AU, Corruption kink]

Oct 22: JAY B (Lim Jaebeom) of GOT7  [DILF!AU]

Oct 26: Kim Mingyu of SEVENTEEN [Car Sex]

Oct 29: Lee Taeyong of NCT  [Body Worship]

Oct 31: Choi San of ATEEZ  [Temperature Play, Thigh riding]

Same as last year, links will be added as the fics become available. This list will also be available on my main masterlist, underneath the masterlist for 2021. Looking forward to another successful October <33

-Pluto

[vineofroses]

Okay, Nice Ask Week Ask -

Does what you do now have anything to do with what you studied? Would you go back and study it again, or something different?

oh no lim, not this question that's constantly on my mind!!! Lol 😭😭😭 sorry if this ends up being way more angsty than you probably were expecting.

I majored in Creative Writing with an English minor (was supposed to have a film studies minor but I'm an idiot and didn't have enough credits by the time I was graduating LMFAO)

What I do now does not really have anything to do with what I studied. I'm in Strategic Communications at a semi large foundation, so I do a lot of marketing and communication work, which yes, does involve writing and thinking creatively, so that degree comes in handy that way.

But its not what I wanted to do. I wanted to write TV shows. I *almost* went to film school, but it ended up being way too expensive. I went to a liberal arts college instead to study creative writing, where I was told screenwriting would be available as a class at some point. However, it didn't show up for three years and was so popular I wasn't able to take it until senior year.

I was involved in the film club, so I just made films that way. But I really, really wanted the writing workshop atmosphere for screenwriting, and more than just one class for it.

I also joined the school's newspaper and worked on film and tv criticism, which has led to so many opportunities post college. Are they paying opportunities? Lol no (tho sometimes). But they are cool ones! (film festivals, rotten tomatoes certified tho that's a failing website anyway etc). Being a film and tv critic has kept me in the entertainment world in ways I wasn't expecting but it's been such a great ride so far.

I had made tentative plans to move to LA, but life, like it always does, got in the way. Next thing I knew I was hired as a temp at my current job and now I've been there almost six years.

I think about this a lot because on one hand, I have the dreams I had been thinking about since high school. And on the other, I have all my friends I met in college and the ones I have now through my job that I wouldn't trade for anything.

But I still think about how much high school me wanted that one thing.

And sometimes that dream still exists in my head. Sometimes I do think going to film school might have been worth it, at least opened a few doors, anyway.

I like my job but I wish I was as passionate about it as my colleagues.

I've recently started writing again (as my AO3 and Tumblr account can attest to lol). And I'm trying to find alternative ways to learn screenwriting again, this time with more depth. I've connected with a college friend again who I used to talk about writing with all the time; we've picked those conversations right back up.

Dreams can change. But they can come back to you when you're ready to try again. I'm somewhere in the middle.

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