#my hoa imagines

[tinkerbelldetective]

Mistletoe?

Amber's antics and Victor's call to the school meant that there was now a mistletoe hanging right over the entrance to the common room.

"I'm hoping Nina and Fabian get caught under it, anymore tension between those two and I'll lock them in a room," Amber high-fived you, obviously sharing the same idea.

"Like you wouldn't mind catching Jerome under there, Y/N!"

"Mick!" "What? I'm just saying."

Your face burned red, and you quickly grabbed an apple to distract you from the thought of meeting a certain blond troublemaker under the mistletoe.

***

Victor, surprisingly, didn't seem to pay attention to the berries hanging down, but he always seemed just out of its reach-thank God, nobody in Anubis House wanted to see Victor smooch with anyone or anything.

You on the other hand, lost count of how many times your eyes drifted towards the plant, wondering if it was worth waiting under, to which the answer was no. Spontaneous and mistletoe go together. Nina nudged you, and you quickly snuck away from the table for an impromptu Sibuna meeting.

***

9:45 p.m

Victor was watching from his office as Anubis house ran around for any last minute gatherings before curfew. Grabbing your thermos of tea, you went to head upstairs for a quick sleep before heading back down to the tunnels, but found yourself gazing into blue eyes.

"Well, well." Cheeks burning, you glanced up, and sure enough, whatever magic in this House had managed to put you and Jerome Clarke right underneath the plant.

Jerome tilted your chin up with a finger and met you in the middle, your chamomile forgotten in your hand, you leaned into it, awkwardly placing your hand at the back of his neck and he deepened the kiss.

"You have five minute- get to your rooms!" Victor's booming voice practically sent you and Jerome 3 feet apart in the span of 5 seconds, lips bruised and chests heaving, yet eyes unwaivering.

"Now! Or it will be you cleaning every speck of this house!"

A laugh bubbled up from your chest and you both took off to your respective floors.

Victor shook his head before dropping the pin.

[queerdiazs]

snippet sunday 🫧

i have nothing new to share but i like the attention unfortunately so here's something i'm 78% positive we've seen before? but i simply don't care i like it a lot <3

Buck hits the rocky ground below. He lets out a pitiful, sad sound of pain that echoes across everyone’s radios before going absolutely quiet.  Eddie drops to his knees and crawls toward the edge of the cliff. He finds Buck immediately, sprawled out on a fat slab of rock a dozen or so feet below the hikers, who try to reach for Buck. Ravi shouts for them to stay where they are, to not put anymore strain on the half-rotted log they’re balanced on, and they listen to him, cowering and feeble.  There’s no blood, thank God—thank fucking something, at least, that’s greater than Eddie because if it was him in charge nothing bad would ever happen to Buck again—and he’s breathing, too, clear and deep and full, but he isn’t moving.  “Buck! Can you hear me?” He’s so loud his voice cracks halfway through, burning his throat. “Buck! Answer me!”  Buck rouses around and lolls his head to the side. He reaches for his walkie with a slow, shaking hand, and fumbles at the call button a few long moments before whispering, softly, “Wow,” and then he laughs like it’s funny, like him getting fucked up again is something hilarious, and Eddie wants to shake him till he gets it through his brain that he is not the only one that has to hurt.

tagged by @devirnis, @thewolvesof1998, @theotherbuckley, @honestlydarkprincess, @exhuastedpigeon, @wildlife4life, @eddiebabygirldiaz, @actualalligator, @wikiangela, and @daffi-990 <3

tagging @jeeyuns, @spagheddiediaz, @puppyboybuckley, @loserdiaz, @monsterrae1, and @evanbegins if any of you wanna share, mwah

[myshiptrashcan]

I guess Jason in my stories is a family man.

Man's wants I guess

[askinnyblackman]

at work now we get two (2) personal days and i decided to take my first one today and I wanted to complete TWO (2) tasks: doing my taxes and locating+touring a place and i am proud to say that i did both of those things so naturally i am rewarding myself with ICE CREEEEEEEEEEAM

[lameotello]

peak brain of me yesterday to call antis and the current state of fandom an HOA. not only because it fits but because it gives a more tangible, real quality to it. Fandom is a neighborhood and we all have our own homes in it. My yard doesn't pass inspection. My house is bright and colorful and not to the HOA's tastes. They can tell me to change it but legally they don't have a leg to stand on

[ephemxras]

winter and summer 💫

[kindheartedgummybears]

i had a dream last night where instead of turning into a vampire alien thing clarice(and presumingly all the other vampire infected) was turning into lego ummmmmmmm

[fakeosirian]

for your consideration: joy is the chosen one au but nina is the one the society mistake the birthday mistake with (that's why she gets the scholarship!)/kidnap shortly into the year, at least long enough for her to make friends with fabian so he pulls a patricia and goes all WHERE'S NINA while joy and patricia are meeting up with sarah and finding the rollers and thinking he's kinda crazy for obsessing over that girl that probably just got homesick and left

(bonus - amber also getting invested and helping fabian because she would want to help nina in any universe <3)

[asthma-michael-myers]

حَياتيّ

[tinkerbelldetective]

Patricia and Eddie regularly going to restaurants and faking engagements so they get free dessert and they do this all the time until one day they do it and Patricia realizes the ring in the box is not the same one that they've been using for their fake engagements

[scripturiends]

did mara really take all of jerome’s gifts to joy just because she thinks they were supposed to be hers ??? 😭 like.. they’re still not yours to keep regardless…

[erzsebetrosztoczy]

Kintober Day 7/8/9 - Role play & Voyeurism & Hair pulling

Pairing: Jason x reader

Words: ~3500

Genre: smut

Warnings: role play 🤏(soldier/civilian), mutual masturbation, hair pulling, dirty talk, oral (m recieving)

Kinktober tags: @kassiekolchek22 @multi-fandom-imagine @crazymissy22 @pr3ttycunt

"Ya sure, you wanna do it?" Jason asked, head tilted back on the bed, arms spread to both sides of the headboard.

You blinked at him from across the room, your new investments sitting in the bag you held in front of you. Biting in your lip you nodded quickly before you could change your mind. After all, he was right that evening, a few days ago when you had that conversation. Bringing new to your relationship could freshen the mood between you two, you knew it.

But you were still uncertain about it.

Jason mentioned something you never did before, something you never thought you would do. And there were you, preparing your best acting skills for him.

With your quickening heartbeat you stepped into the room, skin getting damp under your sweating palm.

"Of course." You answered, nodding once again, partly convincing yourself as well.

You must believe; roleplaying would turn out in a good way; not with you, getting embarrassed or experiencing something you would want to forget.

"You just need to say one word and we can stop if you don't like it. You know that." He assured you again with a calm, soft tone. Jason's fleeting gaze roamed over your form, already basking in your beauty, although you just came back from town, fully dressed – he on the other hand had only worn his grey sweatpants.

"I just don't…well don't know how this works." Admitting the evident sounded much more stupid as you expected. You were an adult, how come you never did or tried it?

Well, maybe because there wasn't really any partner with you before Jace, that would have been a comfortable area to experience. But Jason is different, you came to realize. The man's outside mask to the world was rough, cheeky and relentless. Anyone who didn't know Jason well enough could have thought he's just another rugged, tunnel visioned military man who played the cards only into his hands.

But Jace was anything but those qualities.

"Hey, it's alright." Straightening up in his sitting, Jason patted the mattress beside him; a soft, easy smile on his face as you strolled over. Sitting down to the edge you turned to look at him chewing the inside of your mouth.

" I wanna try it because it will be fun… But I never did it and I don't know if I…you know- khmm stay in "character" for that long." You shrugged and when Jason let out an amused scoff you shook your head.

"What?" A ghost of a smile lingered over your lips as you watched him, hair falling into his temple.

"It's easier to do than say it, believe me. And- besides I know some stuff, Sugar. I can lead this if you'd like." Jason explained hands coming to graze over your back and middle. He sneaked one arm over your form and drew you into his chest, planting a soft kiss to the crown of your head.

"Just…relax and let it play out. Quite literally."

A little giggle came from you but it quickly died down; turning to look up at him your expressions softened.

Indeed you have nothing to fear about, nothing can be embarrassing to do or share with Jason because for him, it comes as ensuring your trust and comfort that is put onto him. And he is grateful for your willingness.

"Okay Baby, let's prepare. I'll be back in five minutes and we can do it, okay?" Jason gave one last kiss on your cheeks, then letting your middle go, he stood up, disappearing into the hall.

Your pulse quickened at the thought of the upcoming heated moments, already impatient to have your hands all over your man. Should you take off your clothes? Would he want to undress you? How do you need to prepare for a roleplay exactly?

Before you could ponder more on the burning matters the lock clicked slightly as the handle got pressed down; brown, green and yellow appeared in your sight.

Oh…! So this is what he wants!

Jason stepped into the room with a smug smirk on his lips, dimples already framing his thin lips, wearing his uniform from base.

Well maybe he would wear it completely this way – you wondered how big of a trouble would he get in showing up only in jeans and unbuttoned shirt, bare chest pushed out, his dog tag resting between his pecs.

You felt your cheeks heat up till your ears from the sight; he could always make you giddy, no matter how long you two were together; a wide grin spread across your face, seeing Jason changed even his beloved, greyish blue cap, worn down by the years to his official military cap he got.

"I didn't know you could get rid of your cap." You giggled.

"Quiet now." Jason ordered, voice strict and sharp, as he measured you with twinkling eyes. For a moment you froze, seeing his demeanor change so quickly, unsure what to think into this shift.

One second later he slowly began to walk towards you; back straight, chest board, his shoulders seemed wider than before. Still kneeling on the bed you watched as he closed the distance between you two, one hand coming to hold your jaw in a light grasp.

His touch was warm and careful, tilting your face to look up at him, a broad form towering over you.

"Are you afraid?" He cocked an eyebrow searching your eyes. "Say the words and I know when to stop."

You opened your mouth, then closed it, unsure what to reply to his question. Seeing your hesitation Jason crouched down beside the bed, both hands came to cradle your cheeks, thumbs stroking tenderly at the warm skin.

"If you're not feeling like you wanna do it…" He began, but you shook your head, placing your palms over his.

"I want to. Show me it. All of it, please." You leaned closer, nose touching as you closed your eyes for a second. "Maybe start slow, then go with the flow?" You offered with a curious smile and when Jason agreed with a nod you wiggled backwards, so he could stand straight again, silently encouraging him "go on, I'll be fine if you show me the steps".

With a cough he cleared his throat, binding his hands behind his back, looking down at you with intense attentiveness.

"I don't like naughty ones who don't follow orders." He began, careful to drawn-out every word. Jason brought up his hand again, hooking his index finger under your chin to tilt your head up. "Am I understood?"

"Yes." You answered, bringing up your best honeyed tone.

Two more fingers added to the hold on the underside of your jaw, thumb pressing down on your chin.

"Yes what?" He rasped low, tone unforgiving yet provocative. "You call me Sir, when you talk to a Lieutenant."

"Yes Sir." You blinked at him, heart pounding; your blood started to tingle in your veins from the excitement.

"Good girl." He gave you a smirk, blown pupils filled the place of chocolate brown eyes, now dark and lustful as he roamed his gaze over your body. "From now on I'm your supervisor, you will address me as such. Understood?"

"Yes…sir." For your answer Jason slowly let go of your chin, hand trailing down to your neck, thumb stroking a firm line into your skin as he slid below, pulling away your shirt's collar.

"As you're a civilian I understand you have no insight into much of the military customs, but that's what I'm here for." Jason made quick work of unbuttoning your shirt, spreading out the fabric to the side, a finger hooking into the strap of your bra.

"You will undress for me." He ordered slowly, palm sneaking into your underwear to cup your breasts. You sighed, closing your eyes to enjoy the feeling of his rough fingertips circling over your nipples hardening them.

Pushing up your chest you offered him a better reach; suddenly Jason pinched your hardening buds - not hardly enough to truly hurt you, but enough so that your focus snapped back at him. "How do you answer me?" He purred, lips bending upwards into a cocky smile.

"Yes Sir." You whined.

"Go to the middle and you'll take off your clothes as slowly as possible. Understood?"

"Sir!" You hummed, turning to crawl back to the middle as Jason gave your bum a firm swap.

You yelped, looking back at him giggling as he leaned back to the wall behind him.

"It's a serious business Sugar, don't giggle at me." He chided you, arms crossing in front of him as he motioned to you with his chin. "Go on, this is an inspection so I expect you to follow orders precisely as I command them."

Kneeling on the middle of the bed you positioned yourself to face Jason, nodding as you blinked up at him over your lashes.

"Yes Sir." You bit your lip nervously. So far so good, you didn't need to do much out of the ordinary as you expected. You started to get into the play.

"What should I do then…Sir?" Pouting your lips you blinked at him, playing with the edge of your bra.

Jason's gaze followed your fingers, as you brushed a line between the laced fabric and your skin, tickling yourself slightly, causing a shiver to run down your spine.

"Slide the strap down." Jason commanded with a low rasp, a bulge emerging in his pants already. "One at the time."

Holding his stare you bit down your bottom lip, a hand sneaking up to twirl the strap over your finger, then sliding it down your shoulder. Not missing to brush over the top of your breasts you turn to the other side repeating the movements.

"Good" Jason nodded, one hand going down to his belt to unbuckle it. Then he left his hips, hands moving back to his chest. "Now take it off."

You did, reaching back to free your chest from the tight embrace of your bra. Your breasts bounced a little, causing Jason to let out a quiet huff.

"I see we have some disturbance here." He rasps, you furrow your brows in confusion. "Those are pretty boobs, but the nipples need some tending. Your Lieutenant orders you to pinch them together."

You took a deep breath, holding it in your chest as you obeyed him. Your fingers slid up, taking your buds between your thumb and index - you started to roll them back and forth, circling them a few times.

"Good girl. What a sight you are." Jason hummed satisfied, his hand slowly making its way back to his pants. "How hard are those pretty nipples now?"

Sighning you opened your eyes as you cupped your breast to fondle them, pushing them up.

"Hmm very" You purred. "So hard and needy. Like your cock, Sir."

A chuckle left Jason as he zipped down his trouser, taking out his shaft from his boxer, holding it in his palm.

Your mouth watered at the sight of him, semi-hard, you could already feel the silky skin in your mouth as he filled up you.

"Something you like? Answer me." He demanded, seeing how your gaze fixated on his member, thumb going over the pink tip once.

"Yes" You gulped, your tone a pitch higher than before. Your lips fell open, tongue drawing out to lick them.

"I didn't hear you right. What do you call me?" Jason groaned as he wrapped his fingers around himself, thumb resting on his tip, completely still.

"Yes Sir." You moaned, feeling your panties getting wet between your legs.

"Tell me what you see that you like so much, while taking off your jeans." You didn't even wait for him to finish the sentence, already rolling back to your ass, legs raising to pull down your jeans from your legs, kicking it down to the floor.

"Your dick…Sir. Always feels so nice when you use it on me." You sing, voice sweet and innocent as you kneel back to your place.

"You like when I'm fucking you with my dick? When I'm stuffing that pretty tight cunt with it? Or when it is pumping down your throat and you can't breathe?"

You moan loudly, imagining all these things that Jason did to you many times, and will do to you soon again. How big he is, making you ache and squirm, how his cock feels dragging along your walls and tongue.

"Ma'am you need to answer me." He warns you with a low tone.

You groaned, eyes slip shut as you returned to your nipples.

"I love it when you fuck me. When you fuck my pussy so good. I love when I can suck you down, you taste so good." You babbled rolling your head back.

"Continue. Take off your panties and touch yourself for me. Go on Baby." It was a hoarse grunt from Jason, thumb slowly starting to circle around his head again. "I need you to fuck your pretty pussy to see how obedient you are. 'Ts a routine test."

You didn't hesitate much, gliding your hand down your stomach, pushing the light fabric to the side.

You looked up from your lashes, mouth open, throat dry as you watched Jason starting to jerk off. His cock growing bigger in his hand, rising 'till it hit his belly.

You felt your cunt trobb with need, arousal dripping through your pants.

Spreading your knees wider you tilted up your hips slightly, showing Jason everything he needed to see and began your show.

Reaching down you began with wide, slow circles over your clit one hand bracing you on the bed as you leaned back slightly. A painted groan left Jason's throat as he watched you touch yourself, already glistening with arousal, finger making precise work. He imagined how your heat feels around him, how he can reach your deepest spots to make you a squirting mess for himself. Rubbing the head of his cock he matched the pace with your motions, eyes never leaving your thighs.

"That's it Baby. Just like that. Make that sweet pussy come for me, will you?" Jason's voice breathy, filled with grunts and choked moans as he slid down to his base to pump himself

You circle your clit, a finger sliding into your cunt, immediately curling your digit in the right way, that sends tingle down your spine, firing up your muscles.

You let out a whine when you inserted another finger, thrusting into your pulsing slit, knuckles deep. With quick moves, your hips bucked up into the motion, hitting deeper, reaching sweeter and sweeter spots within yourself until you finally curled your finger, finding the spot, that had you feel the most, your senses firing up with a slow start, only to build into a massive pile, ready to crumble down.

"C'mon, cum for me Sweetheart. Your Lieutenant orders it." You hear his voice, Jason's ragged pants filling every inch of your brain, and your walls clench down around your fingers as you come, back arching backwards – you needed to shoot your free hand further back, to balance your shaking body while sitting.

You gasped for air, moans and pants breaking from your throat as you rode down your orgasm, rubbing yourself to oversensitivity.

"Goddamn," Jason panted as he pushed himself away from the wall, cock still in hand. "Here, now." He bucked his hips, knees pushing into the bed frame as he stood beside you, patting the sheet with one hand. With trembling limbs you made your way back to the edge, kneeling up for him.

" 'Gonna suck me now, Doll." He murmured, dark eyes seizing you from above. "Open your mouth."

You did so, relaxing your jaw when Jason grabbed your nape, tugging your hair harsly into his fist and he pushed you ahead, giving you an open mouthed kiss briefly.

Then you felt his grasp tighten around your hair, arms moving to push you down, a sharp pain shot into your head.

With a hiss you bent down, looking up at him on all four.

"Deep breath. Ready?" He heaved. Before you could give him any answers Jason yanked your hair, giving you little to no space to move your head before he hauled your head down to the base of his cock, hard flesh hitting your throat, making you tear up. You braced your weight onto your knees and palms, gripping the sheet beneath you.

Jason started to bring you down- then up, soon faster and faster, he picked up a quick pace until he felt the saliva dripping down from his cock; until he could feel the slight shaking of your body.

He watched you with keen eyes. You pushed yourself forward whenever he bobbed your head, increasing then slowing down— he enjoyed making you whine and moan from his actions. It was all too perfect, you at his feet, doing as you were told to, your mouth rubbing and lapping him where he wanted it, making all kinds of delicious sounds.

You sucked in your cheeks, squeezing his length, tongue slid over one big, pulsing vein.

You felt tight and warm, making him thrust into you without care, feeling the wetness around him, how his cock made its way inside you, lips caressing the silky skin.

His grip on your hair tightened, pulling you back from his cock with a rough swing, as his tip slipped out, saliva followed, dripping to your chin and over the bed frame.

"Can I fill you up Baby?" He panted, chest heaving, a slim drop of sweat making its way down on Jason's temple. "I wanna come on your tongue. Can I?" His ask sounded more like a pleade, separate and lost in his mind.

You whimpered, nodding eagerly, as you opened your mouth again you drew out your tongue, closing your eyes.

Jason let out a ragged moan as he pushed your head forwards, bobbing you up and down on his cock until saliva started dripping over your mouth, tears flowing down in the corners of your eyes. With abandon Jason rocked his hips into your mouth, soon his moans breaking, inhales getting heavier and messier as Jason finally reached his high.

With a choked grunt his end lashing end lashing down at him with hot white heat; hips stilling, Jason trembled as he unloaded himself into your mouth.

He jerked, trusting three more sloppy times, milking out everything from his cock.

Trembling, you straightened your back, balancing your weight onto your knees again, you locked your arms around Jason's legs below his knees.

Chest heaving furious –it sank and rose quickly, as you wrapped your lips tighter around him when you pulled back you swallowed his hot load, blinking up at him finally.

Wanting to wipe his seed from your lips, you raised your hand uncertain— still shaking from the after wave of your climax, but Jason preceded you.

Taking a hold of your face, he slid his hand under your jaw, capturing you there; swiping his thumb over your wet, swollen lips carefully, almost tenderly, gathering his remaining cum.

Your mouth opened unintentionally, a weak whine passing you as Jason brought his hand to your mouth. Brushing his thumb over your lips, Jason hummed pleasantly.

His eyes closed when you poked out your tongue, licking his thumb slowly for him to feel every little detail, every move of it, before you sucked it clean.

"Fuck Sweetheart. You're amazing. You did so freaking great." Jason murmured, cupping your cheeks into his palm; his gaze dizzy, but warm adoration radiated from it.

With a giddy smile you hummed, caressing his side with your fingertips for a short time before you rose from the bed.

"Let's wash ourselves, how about that? I think I overdid myself a bit, I need to cool down." You giggled, taking his hand to guide Jason into the bathroom.

"Then it's my time to take care of you Darlin'." Jason squeezed your hand, already thinking about the ways he will repay your kindness.

[oblivious-troll]

Do NOT interact if you're a minor

Versions with and without hair since I ended up with both 😅

Uncensored on my Twitter ❤️

You can get rid of those annoying boxers over there, lmao

[ultrabananapudding]

Dalim | Family Dinner

Zainab did not only get his Babas looks but also his mean streak.

Dar has yet not emotionally recovered from his daughter calling him "lame".

[shouldprobablybereading]

Me: my least favorite trope for the last book in a series is when all the characters are split up in separate places

*both mistborn eras ended this way*

*stormlight 5 will at least start with all protagonists in different places and will possibly only take place over 10 days*

Me: well fuck….

[look-at-the-stars-tonight]

My favorite part of my job is hanging out with middle aged people because they make me feel like I’m Just Beginning and that I need to chill the fuck out