ok so imagine this. @hollewdz made a wonderful post about my adventures with superman where clark gets into kryptonite and it shrinks him. i have been rotating that post in my brain for the past 6 hours. me and my friend (@beepbopitsgt) have since been brainstorming!!! there are many types of canon kryptonite; pink, green, gold, black, the works. well i wanted to make a kryptonite that would amplify superman/kryptonians so much they would physically grow when in contact with it. i call it purple kryptonite because dr ivo's parasite suit (in the show) was purple and he grew when in contact with energy and it was. purple. thats crazy anyway here's clark in the middle of being in contact with the purple kryptonite and lois trying to calm him down
edit: sorry i know the arm is weird i was tired 😓😓i will fix when i get home from school i
edit 2: not fixing it ia m going to take a nap enjoy the wonky
I know I've been on about this for a while now and I'm being a hater but you're telling me SydCarmy was "always meant to be platonic" even though there are two seasons of writing making use of tried-and-true explicitly romantic tropes, themes and writing signals, and SydLuca is going to be romantic because...he was nice to her on screen for a few minutes?
I don't even care if people ship SydLuca, or if they just prefer it, but you can't honestly tell me that you believe Carmy was always meant to be a friend but Luca is an obvious love interest.
Just because Syd and Carmy haven't kissed or confessed their love to each other doesn't mean that isn't very obviously the direction this show is going. The Bear has already shown you who is endgame. It has shown you every episode of the show so far.
Honestly I really don't think The Bear fanbase understands this show or cares about these characters or the story being told here, which is unfortunate because this show is shockingly well-written in comparison to most shows right now, and we should be so grateful for it but all we're doing is complaining that the writers led us on by not making a ship canon fast enough. It's just. Sad.
did I finally manage to write a brand new fic? I sure did!! with many, many thanks to the lovely @eeblouissant for inspiring me with these beautiful drawings of Blanche dipping Dorothy (and the incredibly sweet follow-up with Rose playing the piano, after our chat about this scene!!) I hope I managed to do it justice ;)
Summary
When Dorothy mentions she’s never been dipped before, Blanche and Rose decide to take matters in their own hands.
ivypool is a character who has a really really good concept that the fandom does admittedly catch on to, but in the actual books the execution is just so. weird.
I really do think it is silly to admit you have feelings for someone so early in a friendship and expect it to just say the same. In a long term friendship I think the stakes are different, obviously it sucks to hold those feelings in for someone you have been close with for years. But short term? We still practically are strangers. It feels icky to admit something like this and get offended when your friend feels uncomfortable or wants to put up some distance. The dynamics change when you admit romantic feelings or attraction for a friend, yknow.
If I am a bitch; so be it I guess. I just do not really want to be around him anymore.
My brain: What if the blue-eyed Khaenri'ahns are the ones who can have Abyssal affinity/abilities and the red-eyed ones are able to Domain Expansion, then my Kae who has both-
imagine you live in a really small farm town, with absolutely nothing to do, the only thing to do in such a small town is to drink and fuck
so that’s exactly what you all do, one of your friends has a giant farm, with a barn that’s pretty empty with nothing but hay
it’s saturday night and you’re halfway to wasted on some homemade moonshine
the girls at the barn all wear some variation of jean shorts so short that their booty cheeks hang out, cropped flannel shirts tied in a way where their tits are also exposed, and cowboy boots
you’ve opted to ditch your normal cowboy hat for some braided pigtails instead
“i think it’s time to play some musical chairs” someone slurs behind you
the barn erupts in a roar of cheers, everyone hooting and hollering
you chug the rest of your moonshine, ready to fuck your neighbors and friends
everyone around you starts to get ready, some of the girls start pinching their nipples and pulling their tits out more, some opting to ditch their shirts all together, you see one girl’s hands sneak inside her shorts
you hike your shorts up a bit more so your ass hangs out more, you also choose to undo the button at the top, flashing the skin just above your leaky hole
you also untie your top, the scraps of your shirts hanging down to just cover your nipples, the rest of your body is on full and clear display
while you and the other sluts get ready, the guys have taken their seats around the circle, all of them stroking themselves to get their cocks nice and long and erect
someone starts the music and the girls begin to circle the men, the round officially started
the first round is always blow jobs, the first guy to breed a bitches throat is out, but that pair can fuck however the man wants while the rest of the game plays out
the music stops and you rush forward to the man in front of you
you drop to your knees, not even bothering to look at who you’re about to give head to
the dick in front of you is luckily not the biggest in the group or the smallest
the small ones tend to finish fast and the big one would’ve been too much to start off with
you lick a long stripe up the underside of the cock in front of you, you look up and make eye contact while you swirl your tongue around the tip
it’s your sister’s boyfriend, he groans and puts his hands on the back of your head
he lets you stay in control for now, both of you not wanting to be out on the first round, but the pressure at the back of your head reminds you who really is in control
you pop his tip into your mouth before quickly removing your mouth, you spit on his cock before using both hands to spread your spit up and down his full length
you make eye contact again as you take him into your mouth once more
“hands up” he commands, a little confused you raise both hands above your heads, he uses one hand to hold both of your wrists together, his other keeping a firm hold on your head
“just your mouth, slut”
you continue to suck him off, relaxing your throat so you can get his whole length into your mouth, you keep reminding yourself to breathe through your nose
you start to gag a little as he fucks your pretty face, tears and saliva starting to overflow, before he really starts to treat you like the whore you are, you hear a loud moan to your right and the round is over
the cock from your mouth is removed, but before you can get off your knees, he squeezes your mouth open and spits into it and forces you to swallow
“good girl”
some girls start to remove their bottoms, you included, the next few rounds are all in the pussy, or the ass if the man decides to switch it up
round after round you play, managing to just barely stay in the game, riding dick isn’t your favorite but you’ve cum twice already
some men play with your clit, some grope and abuse your tits, some finger your butt while pounding into you
the more you play, the more you fuck, the hornier you get
you make it to the final round, your personal favorite
instead of the cunts circling the men, the two fuckdolls left in the game get on all fours and get blindfolded
the men circle the girls and when the music stops the first girl to squirt wins the game
by this point you’re naked, your girl cum and girl juice leaking out of you and dripping down your thighs
you get blindfolded and assume position, a bitch ready for her mounting, the music starts and you wiggle your butt in excitement
the music stops and before you have time to process anything you feel fingers in your breeding hole
you’re confused as to why you weren’t immediately stuffed with cock, you moan none the less as you get a rough finger fucking
there’s three fingers in you moving at a brutal place, a second hand snakes around your front, rubbing your clit expertly
your tongue is hanging out and you’re a drooling, moaning mess
a fourth finger is roughly added and you scream in pleasure and pain, still overstimulated from the prior rounds, you rapidly approach climax
just before you’re able to finish the fingers are ripped out from you and the delicious pressure on your clit is taken away
you scream in frustration, your orgasm ruined
before you can even start begging to be filled you feel the biggest dick you’ve ever felt in your life poking at your fuckhole
you almost cum from that alone
hands are gripping into your hips so hard they’ll leave bruises, it takes some effort and it feels like the dick being stuffed inside of you is never ending
eventually whoever is behind you bottoms out
giving you no time to adjust, they pull out all the way before slamming back in, you’re roughly fucked and split open on the monster cock behind you
you can’t do anything except simply take the fucking you’ve been given like a good bimbo slut, you feel like you’re going to be split in half, your insides are on fire, but you don’t want it to stop
one hand leaves your hips and finds purchase around your throat, the pressure of being lightly choked bringing you pure ecstasy
his other hand pinches, gropes, and slaps all over your used body
you’re readjusted and the new angle allows for the man behind you to fuck you deeper and right in a spot you didn’t even know exsisted inside of you
his roaming hand ends up on your clit again, rubbing hard and fast, a little more pressure is added to your throat, a bite on your neck sends you over the edge and you cum harder than you’ve ever cum before
as you’re forced to ride out one of the best orgasms of your life, you feel hot, thick ropes of cum fill your walls
you momentarily black out from the insanely erotic feeling, when you come to you’re still being pumped in and out of
you’re declared the winner of the night, along with the man who still has not stopped breeding your fuck hole
it is proven that majority of women can’t orgasm from intercourse alone. So imagine reader who can’t make herself cum, no matter how she touches her swollen little bud.
it’s becoming more annoying as you keep trying, different speeds, pressures, and angles, but nothing seems to work for you! It’s gotten to the point where you’ve quite frankly given up on even touching yourself. You’ve tried for so long, yet always get nothing.
so imagine telling Simon when he asks you, oh so kindly when on deployment, to touch yourself with him to make you both feel good. The silence over the phone when you say you can’t.
“What?”
“I just can’t. I’ve tried, but it just doesn’t work for me.”
“‘Ave ya-?”
“I’ve done everything, Simon! I can’t, okay?”
it was clear that this was something that you weren’t comfortable with talking about. It made you upset that you didn’t “function correctly” like other women. So the night Simon came home, he greeted you with a soft kiss. There wasn’t any harsh underlying emotion, just soft and sweet love. His large and calloused hands would cup your cheeks and look at your eyes, watching the slight confusion slip into your gaze.
now laying against his sturdier chest, looking at yourself in the mirror with him behind you, you knew what was happening. He gently pulled down your sleeping pants, taking his time to let his fingertips brush against every inch of your thighs, all the way down to your ankles. And soon enough, off came your panties too. He started by admiring the slight glistening of your slick right by your entrance, using his fingers to gently dip into the fluid that he loved. Dragging his fingers upwards, he brought his fingertips to the side of your clit, letting your slick be the lube for his fingers.
Simon looked at you through the mirror, keeping eye contact as his fingers pressed onto your clit. The gasp that left your lips was sudden, almost reaching down to grab his wrist, but stopping when he gave you a stern warning look. Everything felt different - his touch felt electrifying, while yours felt like watching paint dry. Why was it so different? Your eyes fluttered shut, head resting on his shoulder when he started speeding up his small circular motion. Your thighs spread a little more, shuddering when you felt a build up in your lower tummy. That burn you never felt unless you used a toy, the burn you got before you were clouded with euphoria; it was coming. You let out small squeaks and whimpers as your hips lifted and you came undone. Usually that’s when you’d stop, let your body just relax, but Simon kept a firm hand across your torso, using his leg to keep yours pinned down so he could still rub you till complete satisfaction.
once his movements slowed and he was panting along with you slightly, he pressed a gentle kiss to your shoulder, looking at your eyes through the mirror again.
“I don’t care what time of day it is, if ye need t’cum, y’tell me and I’ll help, love. Alrigh’?”
you mustered a small nod, droopy eyes falling to the wet and sticky mess between your thighs, and the lovely hands that helped you along the way.
──── Nanami, determined to make your first time memorable, dedicates himself to providing your with as much pleasure as possible, even taking care of the foreplay.
Lying side by side, your moisture glistens over your intimacy, with your head resting on Nanami's outstretched arm, one leg resting on his waist, keeping you open and vulnerable. Nanami's skilled fingers play incessantly with your clitoris.
"Kento... Please, I need more" you plead, lifting your hips in search of more contact with Nanami's rough fingers.
"Shh, you need to be well-prepared to receive me. I don't want to hurt your beautiful virgin pussy."
"Ugh, Kento, but I'm already ready" you grumble petulantly, with an annoyed expression that elicits a persuasive smile from Nanami.
"Oh, are you really?" Before you can respond, Nanami inserts two of his slender fingers into your untouched interior. He can barely move them due to the way you squeeze them; your eyes roll back in surprise and you moan sharply. Nanami feels the moisture in his boxer increase; if he weren't so skilled at controlling himself, he would have come just from the way he's touching you.
"You see? Your little pussy can barely handle my fingers, and you already want my cock? Don't be so eager, sweetie" Nanami intimidates you, chuckling softly as he sees you shrink back and then kissing your cheek.
He keeps his fingers moving slowly inside you, exploring your soft and tight walls. His thumb continues to stimulate your clit, applying enough pressure to make you see stars.
Your stomach knots tighten; you grip the sheet with one hand and squeeze Nanami's bicep with the other. Your doe-like eyes meet Nanami's cloudy gaze, both full of desire and excitement. He almost growls at the sight of you so surrendered to him.
"Yeah, good girl. Don't worry, the more aroused you get, the better you'll feel good. I promise, after you cum on my fingers, I'll fill you up completely. That's what you want, isn't it?" Nanami whispers near your ear, watching you nod frantically in agreement as you surrender to pleasure. He plants kisses along your jawline, moving up to your cheek and heading towards your mouth, where they start a slow and furtive kiss, savoring every second, every millisecond.
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