#posting while no one is looking 💦

[pato-roldnart]

Having shindeku thoughts with trans masc Izuku 🥺

[shierak-inavva]

[insert mom & dad joke]

[l4ndoflove]

Hey I love your fics!!💕💕 I was wondering if you could do an oscar piastri smau where like they've been friends and they start soft launching each other or something? Idk literally do whatever you want cause ik it'll be good!🫶

you're literally the sweetest 💕 and i LOVED writing this

launch me hard and soft

feat. oscar piastri

lyrics preview being the most shipped couple online before you even started dating makes soft launching a little harder

maddie I'M SO SORRY it took me ages to write this, but i wanted it to be perfect, and it's finally here!!! i also added a little plot twist in the end, so... enjoy <3 🙃

with @.saraecheagaray

youruser

❤️ 93K 💬 6,009

liked by oscarpiastri, lando, hattiepiastri and others

youruser he was a little upsetti so i made him some spaghetti

comments

oscarpiastri don't write something like that ever again please

youruser but i was practicing my italian 🤌

duolingo more like italiaNO 🙄

youruser mamma mia

user1 i suggest running while you still can

user2 HELP THE EVIL GREEN BIRD GOT TO HER TOO

hattiepiastri it was nice knowing you babe

❤️ by youruser

user3 r.i.p. yn 🕊

user4 you will not be forgotten 😔🙏

user5 addio

see translation goodbye

❤️ by duolingo

user6 osc really said 🫤 > 🍝 > 😁

user7 and the polite cat saga carries on

user8 the allegations remain unbeaten

user9 IS THAT BLUSH I SEE ON MY MAN'S CHEEKS???

user10 i think they're just naturally pink

user11 riiiiight

lando @.youruser no spaghetti for me?

youruser you got your p2, be happy with it

user12 DAMN

user13 MIC DROP

user14 not her bullying lando on main 😭

user15 she's not wrong though

user16 lolll she really silenced him

user17 lando losing pasta to oscar now 💀

user18 i swear like cut my boy some slack

mclaren thank you for cheering him up 😉

youruser 😒

user19 LMAO THE SHADE

user20 she's so real for that

user21 we know what you did @.mclaren

user22 acting like it's not their fault i see

user23 mclaren: messes up the strategy

also mclaren: tHaNk YoU fOr ChEeRiNg HiM uP

user24 this post is so aesthetically pleasing for some reason

user25 tell me you were on a date without telling me you were on a date:

oscarpiastri

❤️ 337K 💬 2,955

liked by youruser, mclaren, lando and others

oscarpiastri got a double podium and a pretty decent lunch. grazie mille imola 👋

comments

youruser *pretty lunch

user26 UH UH UH WE SAW THAT

user27 🤨🤨🤨

user28 lover girl eraaa

user29 let's not immediately jump to conclusions shall we

user30 why would she delete it though???

user31 can you not read into every little thing jeez

youruser wdym "decent" 🥺

youruser i feel personally attacked

youruser you said you liked it

youruser liar 💔

youruser alexa play "traitor" by olivia rodrigo

lando dramatic much?

youruser i don't remember asking for your opinion

user32 GAGGED

user33 yn: 2 lando: 0

user34 i think she won a few more than 2

user35 THE WAY SHE STRAIGHT UP HUMBLED HIM I'M CRYING

user36 so is lando's ego

user37 💀

user38 girlboss 💪🎀

user39 not him calling out yn's cooking skills

youruser that's because he doesn't have taste, my cooking skills are on fire 🔥🔥🔥

oscarpiastri i remember something else being on fire

youruser and whose fault was that 😐

oscarpiastri you were the one who left the stove on

youruser AND WHOSE FAULT WAS THAT

user40 they're so domestic

user41 this is exactly how i imagine a happily married couple arguing

user42 the real question is why did they forget to turn it off

user43 i have a few ideas...

user44 TELL ME WE'RE ALL THINKING THE SAME

user45 👉👌💦

hattiepiastri ew get lost

❤️ by youruser and oscarpiastri

user46 that first picture scratches my brain just right

user47 LANDOSCAR 🧡🧡🧡

user48 yn, her boyfriend, and her boyfriend’s boyfriend

user49 golden trio vibes

user50 now look me in the eyes and tell me that wasn’t a date

user51 i swear like she's all dressed up and has a full face of makeup

user52 oh that's not–

user53 so a woman can't even want to feel beautiful without everyone thinking she's doing it for a man?

user54 @.user51 good luck dealing with this now mate

user55 THAT'S MY WIFE RIGHT THERE

hattiepiastri mine first

❤️ by youruser

f1gossippofficial

❤️ 62.6K 💬 1,787

f1gossippofficial spotted! 👀 oscar piastri's best friend yn was seen walking around milan and getting comfortable with an unidentified man this evening. who is he?

comments

user56 "getting comfortable" while he has his tongue down her throat is actually wild

user57 i feel betrayed

user58 WHAT IS THIS

user59 @.youruser explain

user60 i need to wash my eyes with bleach

user61 never in my entire life have i wished a picture was photoshopped this bad

user62 nope i'm not dealing with this shit today 👍

user63 she looks so innocent for someone who backstabbed all of us

user64 wait why is everyone freaking out?

user65 because apparently she has a boyfriend!?

user64 and...?

user66 IT'S NOT OSCAR!?

user67 omfg it's not the end of the world

user68 she's a grown ass adult let her live

user69 @.user66 you don't know that

user70 he does kinda look like oscar

user71 delulu is the solulu 🙏

user72 i mean good for her right 😀🔫

user73 i have no idea who that guy is but he sure as hell knows how to kiss

youruser were you there?

user74 help she's so 😭

user75 rough day for us ynoscar shippers

youruser

❤️ 92.9K 💬 9,734

liked by oscarpiastri, lando, hattiepiastri and others

youruser boyfriend dump since you people find it strange i have one 🥴

comments

lando i'm with people

lando it's hard to believe someone would willingly choose to deal with you everyday

youruser wow that's a lot of words

youruser too bad i'm not reading them

user76 STOP I CAN HEAR THE AUDIO

user77 most gen z thing she could've done

user78 biggest beef of the year btw

❤️ by youruser and lando

user79 WAIT SO IT'S ACTUALLY TRUE???

user80 clearly

user81 why wouldn't it be?

user82 i think we were all hoping it wasn't

user83 speak for yourself 🤡

user84 "boyfriend" as in oscar right. RIGHT

user85 @.youruser we find it strange only if he's not a certain australian driver 🥰❤️

youruser i don't feel safe here

user86 @.user85 what about we just stop planning her love life and let her be with whoever the hell she wants?

user87 happy for you girl but what about oscarrr 😩

user88 yeah what about him

user89 i still don't get why you guys want them to be together this bad

user90 bro they're literally soulmates

user91 platonic soulmates maybe

user92 booo you're no fun 👎

user93 well at least now we know he's a gentleman 🤭🦋

user94 if you're talking about the third slide that's oscar’s head. you're welcome

user95 I KNOW MY BOY'S HAIR WHEN I SEE IT

hattiepiastri cuties

❤️ by youruser

mclaren

❤️ 401K 💬 12.8K

liked by lando, oscarpiastri, youruser and others

mclaren can't get them to focus when their girls are around 😂 @.lando @.oscarpiastri

comments

user96 their what now 😃

user97 I BEG YOU YOUR FINEST PARDON

user98 had to double check to see if i was hallucinating

user99 NO BECAUSE I THOUGHT IT WAS A FAN ACCOUNT

user100 are we really sure this isn't just one big cover-up for their secret relationship?

user101 not that it ever was a secret tbh

user102 they're not called mctwinks for nothing

user103 they're so babygirl

user104 POOKIES 💞💞💞

user105 we got lando and magui hard launch and oscar's new girlfriend soft launch all in one post

user106 i honestly don't know how to feel about this

user107 damn someone took my bitches 💔

user108 i like to think that they were looking at each other in all of these

user109 lando's not a surprise but oscar???

user110 news flash: he can date people too!

lando shocking i know

user111 ARIANA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE

user112 no but can we talk about how smitten they both look ⁉️

user113 IKR

user114 blushing giggling twirling their hair (literally 💀)

user115 I SWEAR LIKE STAND UP

user116 what were they looking at in the second picture? wrong answers only 👇

user117 lando was biting his lip so it was definitely carlos

user118 god

user119 the 2025 f1 world champion aka franz hermann

user120 i have no idea but oscar's face is screaming "no. 1 party anthem" minute 2:29

lando.jpg

🎵 you, me and steve • garfunkel and oates [E]

❤️ 451K 💬 13.1K

liked by youruser, oscarpiastri, maxfewtrell and others

lando.jpg thanks osc

comments

user121 LMAO

user122 THE SONG CHOICE I CAN'T

user123 please he's so unserious 😭

user124 i love him sm

user125 i never thought i'd see the day lando would end up third wheeling oscar and his gf

user126 it's not the first time he ends up behind him though

user127 jaw DROPPED

user128 wait that's so mean (do it again)

user129 you people are so cruel

user130 it was funny until it wasn't 🥲

user131 is he aware that he's been adopted

lando actually i'm their lovechild

user132 oh well

user133 whatever you say beautiful

user134 thx for the info ig???

user135 😀👍

user136 LANDO TELL US WHO SHE ISSS

user137 we NEED to know 🙏

user138 we'll give you anything you want

lando you got the championship lead?

youruser hey that's my line ☹️

user139 poor yn just wanted to be a hater

user140 HE BEAT HER TO IT LOLLL

user141 smiley lando 🥹🫶

user142 he's such a vibe

user143 pov: your boyfriend is ignoring you

user144 he looks so done

user145 passive-aggressive behavior at its finest 👌

oscarpiastri

❤️ 1.3M 💬 14.1K

liked by youruser, nicolepiastri, hattiepiastri and others

oscarpiastri got myself a pretty girl and a more decent lunch

comments

user146 just shoot me atp

user147 my heart can only take so much

user148 I'M CRYING THIS IS TOO SWEET

user149 when did he become so aesthetic lol

user150 a woman's touch can do wonders

❤️ by youruser

user151 oh???

user152 yn babe we can see your likes

user153 WAIT DOES THIS MEAN WHAT I THINK IT MEANS

user154 men in love with their gf >>>

user155 the vibes are immaculate

user156 it's giving best friends to lovers 👀

user157 i completely agree

user158 we all know who the best friend is

user159 omg those flowers are GORGEOUS

user160 may this kind of love hit me at 300 km/h

user161 THE MATCHING OUTFITS

user162 they cooked AND ate

user163 fashion icons fr

user164 did anyone else get the reference or is it just me!?!?!?

user165 YESSSSS I WAS WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO NOTICE IT

user166 thank god i'm not the only one

user167 what are y'all on about

user168 the "pretty decent lunch" post he made a while ago with that photo of yn eating spaghetti

user169 which by the way is the same pasta they were cooking in this 🤧💞

user170 some of you actually scare me

mclaren

❤️ 376K 💬 4,557

liked by youruser, lando, oscarpiastri and others

mclaren big days require big changes 🤍🍾

comments

user171 can somebody please tell me what the fuck is going on with mclaren recently

user172 WHAT IS THIS

user173 i'm confused

user174 what does this even mean 😭

user175 should we be worried?

user176 i surprisingly don't hate them

user177 gotta love the monaco air 🫡

user178 LET'S GO PAPAYA 🧡🤍🧡🤍🧡🤍

user179 oooh vintage i like it

user180 dare i say the most stylish drivers in the paddock 😮‍💨

user181 sir lewis hamilton would disagree

user182 this team never misses 🙌

user183 99% of these photos are just oscar

user184 cry about it

user185 the font on the back like wow

user186 guys they're getting married

user187 sooo when's the wedding

mclaren sooner than you think 😉

user188 PAUSE

user189 WTF

user190 LANDOSCAR HARD LAUNCH???

user100 TOLD YOU THE GIRLFRIENDS WERE JUST A COVER-UP HAHAHA

lando

❤️ 957K 💬 13.7K

liked by youruser, oscarpiastri, mclaren and others

lando gotta look good for mrs piastri

comments

user191 i thought i read that wrong

user191 TURNS OUT I DIDN'T

user192 is this pay gorn

user193 STOP

user194 @.user192 yes but gayer

user195 💀💀💀

user196 we went from 0 to 100 pretty fucking quickly

user197 the more i look at it the less it makes sense

user198 i don't know what's real anymore

user199 *confused screaming*

user200 i love how everyone's just crashing out

user201 he obviously meant MR piastri. his husband

lando i meant exactly what i wrote

user202 HE SAID WHAT HE SAID 🗣🗣🗣

user203 thanks mate appreciate your clarification 👍

user204 how is this even real

user205 well mrs piastri surely is one lucky woman

user206 if you ever need a mrs norris i'm free whenever 😚

user207 yeah me too

user208 count me in 🙋‍♀️

user209 dw ladies 🫷🙂‍↕️🫸 i got this

user210 THE SUITS LOOK INSANELY GOOD

youruser and oscarpiastri

❤️ 3.9M 💬 49.4K

liked by nicolepiastri, lando, hattiepiastri and others

youruser bestied so hard we got married

comments

hattiepiastri i hope he knows how lucky he is to have you

oscarpiastri i do (pun intended)

❤️ by youruser

youruser hilarious 🙄 (affectionate)

❤️ by oscarpiastri

user211 this type of relationship >>>

nicolepiastri treat her well osc because if you don't i'll adopt her and kick you out 🤗

love, mum

oscarpiastri thanks mom

youruser my number one supporter 🫶

oscarpiastri wasn’t that me?

youruser you're a close second baby

carlossainz55 congrats!

❤️ by oscarpiastri

user212 carcar 😭🫶

charles_leclerc congratulations 😘😘😘

❤️ by oscarpiastri

user213 do you guys think charles paid for the wedding?

user214 i mean it's his son we're talking about

user215 and he got married in monaco of all places so

user216 YES

user217 wait does this make yn his daughter in law???

user218 the leclerc family keeps growing

lando credits?

youruser thank you for the kind wishes you're such a 🍑😊

user219 the double meaning is diabolical

user220 she's too good at this

user221 i assume the beef is still ongoing

lando i will take the compliment and ignore the insult like the mature adult i am

user222 "i don't wanna mature, i'm happy where i am" lando norris 2019

lando it's 2025. i matured

youruser sure

lando.jpg credits?

youruser omg not again

lando.jpg talent needs recognition yn

lando.jpg unless you want me to start charging for my services

youruser @.oscarpiastri do something about your teammate please

oscarpiastri credits @.lando

youruser 😦

youruser do you want a divorce

user223 HWAT 🤠

user224 where exactly did the decision to slam dunk this information on us come from

user225 it's called hard launch for a reason

user226 well that escalated quickly

user227 MOST AESTHETIC COUPLE EVER

user228 no way my husband stole my wife

user229 i honestly don't know who's luckier

user230 HOW CAN SOMEONE BE SO CUTE AND HOT AT THE SAME TIME

user231 old money wedding i'm in love

user232 quick act surprised 😮

user233 who would've thought they'd end up together right!?

user234 totally unexpected

user235 this is their one day but they don't know we've been here since day one ❤️

youruser trust me we know <3

© 2025 l4ndoflove. all rights reserved.

[dakusan]

BDSM Profiles

stray kids ot8 x reader | eight men. one mission: ruin you beautifully.

🖤 synopsis: Eight profiles. Eight archetypes. One shared goal: your complete, consensual destruction. What began as a playful exploration of kinks spiraled into a curated BDSM character study of Stray Kids—each rendered with precision, filth, and psychological flair. You’re not just being fucked. You’re being understood.

💌a/n: you all already knew i was going to hell. this is just the velvet rope section. so… this spiraled. violently. what started as “hahaha chan’s kink profile” turned into a full BDSM dossier series featuring eight men who are clearly out to ruin us delicately. inspired by this post I wrote , i decided to make it worse. better? worse. let’s say both. i hope you enjoy this descent into the beautiful, depraved psyches of these chaotic domcore men. i wrote it so you’d feel ruined and cherished. just like they’d want. p.s. if you see this on your dash at 2am, drink water. and stretch. they'd want you hydrated. p.p.s. if you send me your bias... i might tell you how he’d destroy you personally. for science. 🕯️ p.p.p.s. reblogs = aftercare. likes are foreplay. do the right thing.

⚠️warnings: 18+ ONLY (MDNI) — explicit BDSM themes, kink content (degradation, overstimulation, bondage, sadism, praise, fear kink, aftercare, etc.), dom/sub dynamics, filthy language, emotional intensity, and possessive behavior — all fictional and consensual.

🎶now playing: "Criminal" – Taemin

📍credits: dividers by @cafekitsune

Bang Chan // 방찬

Dominant | Caregiver | Primal (Dom) Core Archetype: Daddy Dom ⟡ Soft Dom ⟡ Service Top Vibe: “You’re mine, and I’ll prove it slowly.”

🖤 KINK SIGNATURES

Daddy kink — You don’t call him Daddy for fun. You do it because his voice drops an octave and your legs give out when you do. Rules. Rewards. Discipline that sounds like worship.

Overstimulation — He’ll edge you until you’re sobbing. Then make you cum until you’re begging him to stop. And he still won’t.

Praise + Degradation — “Such a good girl… even when you’re dripping all over Daddy’s cock like a filthy little thing.”

Mirror play — Makes you watch. Makes you see what you do to him. “Look at yourself, baby. Look how desperate you get for me.”

Bondage — Silk ties. Leather cuffs. His belt. His fucking voice is a restraint.

Obsession kink — He won’t admit it out loud. But the way he tracks your every breath? You’re not just his. You’re his religion.

🔗 DOM STYLE

Emotional dominance — He reads you like a book mid-scene. “You’re not saying anything, angel. Color?”

Controlled cruelty — He’ll ruin you so slowly it feels like mercy. Then smile when you break.

Service-focused — Yes, he’s in charge. But your pleasure is the mission. Even when he’s wrecking you, he’s cataloguing what makes you melt.

Off-scene control — He won’t let you text your ex. He will pick your dress. He does feed you aftercare snacks like you’re his beloved brat.

💦 FILTHY FAVOURITES

Positions: Bent over the studio desk. Knees on the mirror floor. Legs over his shoulders while he praises you through tears.

Dirty talk level: 8/10 – Degrading Devotion

“That’s it, sweetheart. Take Daddy’s cock like a good little mess.” “You said ruin you. So don’t cry now.” “Look at you. Fucked dumb and still begging. Say thank you.”

💌 AFTERCARE

Gold-standard. Warm towels. Gentle hands. Voice dipped in honey.

“You did so well for me, baby. Let me hold you.”

Lee Know // 리노

Sadist | Brat Tamer | Primal (Dom) | Owner Core Archetype: Elegant Sadist ⟡ Possessive Dom ⟡ Pet Play Daddy Vibe: “You're mine. And I’m going to make sure you never forget it.”

🖤 KINK SIGNATURES

Brat taming — He lives for the defiance in your eyes right before he breaks you. You roll your eyes? You’re face-down, ass up, and not walking tomorrow.

Impact play — Leather belt. Open palm. Riding crop. He doesn’t just leave marks—he signs his name in bruises.

Orgasm denial — “Did I say you could cum?” / “Cry about it, kitten.”

Pet play (dom side) — You’re his kitten. He’ll collar you. Make you beg prettily or not at all.

Sadism + precision — Pain with a purpose. Every slap, choke, bite is calculated. He’s not cruel by accident—he’s an artist.

Choking kink — One hand wrapped tight around your throat, the other tracing your trembling lips. “Breathe, baby. You’ll need it.”

🔗 DOM STYLE

Quiet, unshakable authority — No raised voice. Just narrowed eyes, calm hands, and complete ruin.

Owner dynamic — He owns your time, your pleasure, your body. You misbehave? He retrains you. You obey? He rewards filthily.

Degrading praise — “Such a pathetic little slut for me, huh? But mine.”

Control freak, but make it sexy — His rules apply outside the bedroom. That outfit? Approved by him. Your leash? In his coat pocket.

💦 FILTHY FAVOURITES

Positions: Collared and kneeling. Bent over with your leash tugged. Pinned against the mirror as he marks your throat with his teeth.

Dirty talk level: 9/10 – Velvet Ruin

“Keep crying. It makes your moans sound prettier.” “Say you’re mine. Say it while I ruin you.” “You’re my good little toy, even when you’re being bad.”

💌 AFTERCARE

Subtle but intentional. He won’t coo—he’ll clean you up, kiss your bruises, and tuck you into his hoodie with a quiet, “Told you not to act up, didn’t I?”

He doesn’t talk about how much he cares. He just shows it—in the way he pulls you into his lap, or brushes your hair off your sweat-damp forehead like it’s sacred.

Changbin // 창빈

Soft Dom | Primal (Dom) | Caregiver | Service Top Core Archetype: Devoted Dominant ⟡ Power Top with a Heart ⟡ Strength-as-Love Dom Vibe: “I’ll ruin you gently. But you’ll never forget how safe it felt.”

🖤 KINK SIGNATURES

Strength kink — Tosses you like you weigh nothing. Pins you down, holds your wrists with one hand, fucks you deep while moaning like you’re the one in control.

Praise kink (extreme) — You’ll cum from his words alone. “So good for me, baby. Look at you. Look how well you take me.”

Overstimulation + tears kink — You cry? He twitches. You sob? He praises harder. You break? He holds you.

Body worship — He kisses every inch of you like he’s memorizing your skin. Like you’re the altar, and he’s kneeling to serve.

Breath play + control — Gentle but firm. His hand on your throat doesn’t scare—it steadies.

Whimper kink — Your little sounds make him feral. He’ll go slower just to hear more. Then ruin you harder when you beg.

🔗 DOM STYLE

Service Dom disguised as a primal top — He’s giving "Yes, I’m pounding you into the mattress, but I’m doing it for you, angel."

Emotionally invested dominance — The eye contact? The moaned affirmations? He means every word.

Possessive but soft — He doesn’t growl unless someone touches what’s his. Otherwise, he’s wrecking you while telling you how proud he is.

💦 FILTHY FAVOURITES

Positions: Against the wall. Held in his lap. Pinned with both legs over his shoulders as he whispers, “I’ve got you.”

Dirty talk level: 8/10 – Degrading Devotion

“That’s it, baby. Cry for me. So good… so fucking perfect.” “You were made for me, weren’t you? Look at this. You’re trembling, but you’re still taking all of me.” “Don’t hide from me. I want to see all of it—all of you.”

💌 AFTERCARE

Warm. Heavy. Gentle. He’ll carry you to bed, run you a bath if your legs can’t work, then pull you into his chest and kiss your hair like he didn’t just make you forget your name.

He whispers:

“You did so well, angel. I’ve got you. I’ll always have you.”

Hyunjin // 현진

Soft Dom | Rope Top | Primal (Sensual) | Caregiver Core Archetype: Artistic Dominant ⟡ Poetic Power Exchange ⟡ Shibari Siren Vibe: “Let me ruin you slowly—beautifully—and then kiss every broken piece.”

🖤 KINK SIGNATURES

Shibari-adjacent bondage — He doesn’t just tie you up. He laces meaning into every knot. His silk scarf is a ribbon, a weapon, a promise.

Sensory play — Blindfolds. Tracing fingertips. Whispered filth so low it makes your spine arch. He builds tension like he’s painting with it.

Praise + degradation blend — “You’re such a desperate little thing… but so good for me, angel.” His voice never raises—but your pulse does.

Power exchange (calm control) — You obey not from fear, but from awe. His command is velvet-gloved and irresistible.

Oral fixation — Your mouth, your whimpers, your moans—he worships them all. But he’ll also fill that mouth when he wants you silent.

Marking kink — He paints your body in bruises and kisses both before and after. Art doesn’t just hang—it stains.

🔗 DOM STYLE

Slow, immersive dominance — His pace is agony. He draws it out until you ache for him. “You’ll thank me later,” he murmurs as you beg.

Silent control — One glance. One breathy command. You’re on your knees before you realize you moved.

Worship-as-destruction — He praises your pain. He kisses through your tears. He breaks you with devotion.

💦 FILTHY FAVORITES

Positions: Tied and kneeling. Bound on the bed, legs parted, arms laced above you as he teases every inch. Back arched over a pillow as he takes his time.

Dirty talk level: 9/10 – Velvet Ruin

“You look divine like this—ruined, tied up, crying for me.” “So messy… so mine.” “Give yourself to me, sweetheart. All of you. I’ll handle the rest.” “Such a beautiful little slut.”

💌 AFTERCARE

A ritual. He unties every knot with purpose. Massages every mark he left. Cleans you slowly, lovingly. Holds your face in his palms like it’s priceless.

“You did so well. Still so beautiful. Let me take care of you now.”

He doesn’t detach after scenes—he sinks deeper into you. His care is soft, sensual, and sacred.

Han // 한

Switchy Dom | Brat | Exhibitionist | Degrader with a Praise Problem Core Archetype: Chaos Dom ⟡ Hyperverbal Power Bottom Energy ⟡ Clingy Corruptor Vibe: “You’re my dumb little slut… and my favorite person in the world.”

🖤 KINK SIGNATURES

Degradation kink — “Say it. Say what you are. Louder.” He calls you a cumslut while moaning like it’s a compliment.

Praise kink (panic edition) — Five seconds later: “Wait no you’re literally perfect and I love you.” The filth is real. The feelings? Also real.

Exhibitionism / public risk — Fingers under the table. Whispering filth in your ear during dinner. Gets hard watching you squirm in public.

Mutual corruption kink — He wants you just as desperate as him. Wants to make you a mess, and get ruined by you. You fall together.

Spit kink / facefucking — Obscene. Unhinged. Will make you gag and then kiss your forehead.

Hand-over-mouth kink — To tease you. To control you. To hear your muffled whimpers while he whispers: “Shhh… someone might hear.”

🔗 DOM STYLE

Filthy, clingy, unpredictable — He doms with both chaos and heart. You might get ruined with words, then cuddled like he missed you all day.

Talks. So. Much. — Teases, degrades, praises, begs while inside you. His voice is constant—like a vibrator in word form.

Emotionally devastating possession — He’ll say, “You’re mine,” like a command—then nuzzle into your neck like a lost puppy.

💦 FILTHY FAVORITES

Positions: Face down, ass up, his hand over your mouth while he moans how tight you are. On his lap, while he whispers filth into your ear in public. Spread out on his bed while he talks you through your own breakdown.

Dirty talk level: 10/10 – Unholy Scriptures

“You like being my little fucktoy, huh? Can’t even think straight without me.” “So messy, so needy—god, I love you like this.” “You wanna be my dumb little slut forever? I’ll keep you right here. Ruined and dripping.” “Mine. All mine. Say it again.”

💌 AFTERCARE

Clingy. Emotional. Sticky with love. He wraps around you like a koala, kisses your cheeks, and mumbles shit like, “You still like me, right?” while brushing your hair back.

“You were so good. So, so good. Still want me to hold you?”

And he will. For hours.

Felix // 필릭스

Soft Dom | Caregiver | Sensual Primal (Dom) | Service Top Core Archetype: Angelic Dominant ⟡ Velvet Daddy ⟡ Praise-Filled Overstimulation Addict Vibe: “You’re so good for me, baby. Let me ruin you gently.”

🖤 KINK SIGNATURES

Praise kink (religious tier) — “You’re perfect, baby. So good. So beautiful.” He says it like he means it. Because he does.

Overstimulation kink — He doesn’t stop until you’re shaking. Then he kisses you and coos, “One more for me, sweetheart.”

Breeding kink (lowkey feral) — You think he’s soft until he growls, “Gotta fill you up, yeah? Want it dripping out of you.” Cue the whiplash.

Sensory control — Blindfolds, cockwarming, silk ribbons. He knows what your body responds to—and he uses it until you’re sobbing.

Touch obsession — Always holding you. Always. Hand on your waist, fingers on your neck, lips on your shoulder. Even when he’s pounding you? He’s still gentle with his hands.

Cockwarming + thigh riding — Wants to feel you constantly. Will murmur, “Just sit on it, love. Stay still. You can do that for me, can’t you?”

🔗 DOM STYLE

Soft-spoken, full control — He doesn’t raise his voice. He doesn’t need to. His words go straight to your core.

Emotional domming — You cry? He gets harder. Not from your tears—but from how much trust it takes to let him see them.

Velvet-daddy energy™ — He might not say it—but you feel it when he calls you his, edges you for hours, and kisses your forehead after he ruins you.

💦 FILTHY FAVORITES

Positions: Riding his thigh while he whispers, “You can cum just like this, can’t you, love?” / On your back, blindfolded, arms tied in silk, as he fucks you slow and praises every sound you make.

Dirty talk level: 8.5/10 – Degrading Devotion with Angelic Edge

“So good for me, baby. Look how beautiful you are like this.” “You can take more, can’t you? Just one more. Be good for me.” “Mine. Every part of you. Say it.” “Want me to fill you up? Hm? That’s it, pretty thing—beg for it.”

💌 AFTERCARE

Unmatched. Cuddles you into his chest, wraps you in his hoodie, brushes the hair off your damp face, and murmurs endless praise into your skin.

“You did so well. So, so well for me.” “I’ve got you now, angel. Just breathe.”

He makes you feel not just safe—but wanted, in every possible way.

Seungmin // 승민

Hard Dom | Degrader | Master/Mistress | Brat Punisher | Emotional Sadist Core Archetype: Calculated Cold Dom ⟡ Verbal Sadist ⟡ Reluctant Caregiver with Control Issues Vibe: “You wanted this. Don’t start crying now.”

🖤 KINK SIGNATURES

Verbal humiliation — “Pathetic.” / “You think you deserve to be touched?” / “Keep moaning like that and maybe I’ll consider letting you cum.” He speaks like a knife. And he means it.

Orgasm denial + punishment — You came without permission? He edges you until you're begging, shaking, sobbing—and still doesn’t touch you.

Face slapping (light but sharp) — Not about pain—about control. “Focus. You wanted this, didn’t you?”

Degradation kink — He’ll call you a toy. A whore. A mess. And he’ll say it like it’s your title.

Control kink (extreme) — You don’t get to speak unless he says. You don’t get to breathe fast unless he allows it. This isn’t just domination—it’s discipline.

Emotional sadism — He wants you ruined and grateful for it. “Say thank you,” he’ll mutter after he breaks you. And you will.

🔗 DOM STYLE

Cold and calculated — He’s not chaotic. He’s methodical. He watches your reactions like data and uses them to push you further.

Power-obsessed — Not for ego—for structure. He needs to control the scene, your pleasure, your thoughts. It’s how he stays sane.

Emotionally detached… until he’s not — He acts like it’s just sex. Just dominance. But his hands never falter during aftercare, and the look in his eyes when you're falling asleep? That’s not nothing.

💦 FILTHY FAVORITES

Positions: Forced to kneel. Bent over with your hands tied behind your back. Restrained and denied until you sob.

Dirty talk level: 10/10 – Unholy Scriptures (Ice Edition)

“You’re lucky I even want you like this.” “Keep whining. That’s all you’re good for, isn’t it?” “Say you’re my toy. Say it, or you don’t get to cum.” “Beg properly. Or we start over.”

💌 AFTERCARE

Soft. Devastatingly so. He doesn’t speak much—just pulls you into his chest, covers you with the blanket (burrito style), and holds you like he’s afraid you’ll disappear. He’ll clean you up with quiet, precise movements, kiss the inside of your wrist like it’s instinct, and whisper only when he thinks you’re asleep:

“You did well. I’m proud of you.” And if you stir? He clears his throat and says, “Go to sleep. I’ll be right here.” Because he will. He always is.

I.n // 아이엔

Soft-Spoken Power Dom | Sadistic Tease | Brat Tamer | Control Obsessed Core Archetype: Gentleman Sadist ⟡ Corruptor-in-Chief ⟡ Angel-Faced Devil Dom Vibe: “You can’t handle me. But I’m going to give it to you anyway.”

🖤 KINK SIGNATURES

Corruption kink — He lives for your firsts. First moan, first sob, first orgasm wrecked by him. “You’ve never done this before? Good. I’ll ruin you nicely.”

Brat taming (quiet but lethal) — You mouth off? He just smirks. Next thing you know, you’re tied down and begging. He doesn’t yell—he calculates.

Control kink (total) — He doesn’t just dominate—you become his choreography. Every angle, every movement, his choice.

Mocking degradation + obsession — “Look at you. Trying so hard to be good. It’s cute.” All said while kissing the tears off your cheeks.

Fear kink (light) — Not true fear—just that breath-catching, wide-eyed, holy-shit-what-did-he-just-say look he gets off on.

Chin-gripping + eye contact — He forces you to meet his eyes. "Don’t look away. I want to see every second of you breaking."

🔗 DOM STYLE

Silk-gloved sadism — He speaks soft. Touches slow. But everything he does is designed to destroy you. And you let him.

Emotionally loaded power play — He doesn’t say he loves you during scenes—but he looks at you like you’re sacred. And wrecks you like he can’t stand how much he cares.

Master of pacing — He can stretch one orgasm over an hour. And make you thank him for it.

💦 FILTHY FAVORITES

Positions: On your knees, chin tipped up by his fingers. Tied open on the bed as he circles like a predator. Bent over while he whispers filth directly into your ear.

Dirty talk level: 9.5/10 – Velvet Ruin with Sadistic Edge

“What’s wrong? You were so confident earlier.” “Keep shaking. It makes you feel tighter.” “You look beautiful like this—ruined, teary, mine.” “I don’t care if you beg. You don’t cum until I say.”

💌 AFTERCARE

Gentle. Reverent. Almost too tender—like he’s trying to make up for what he did to you. He wraps you in his arms, brushes your hair from your face, presses soft kisses to your skin. But he never apologizes.

“You’re okay. I’ve got you now.” His voice is the same one that destroyed you—except now it soothes. And somehow, that makes it even more dangerous.

[rafesteddy]

Rafehub.com - Rafe Cameron Plink Library

+18 Minor DNI

Pornstar!Rafe Cameron - P🔗 Library

Welcome to RafeHub.com

This p!link library was made with my lover @rafesthroatbaby

if you love pornstar!Rafe check out the sexy au created by our baby @starkeyisthelastname

The titles were “written by Rafe” to give it a typical porn-esque vibe. The white text is a little backstory 💋

⭐️ Back shots 💦💦💦 🍑Your first video with Rafe

⭐️ stretching u like only i can let me ruin you 4 everyone else

⭐️ i love teasing what’s mine let me play with your pussy while daddy gets you ready for his cock Rafe easing you into it after making you sore from your last shoot

⭐️ Am i too rough? I’m sorry. I’ll take it nice n easy 4 you baby. I’m gonna try to make it all fit i promise. 🤡 cum back for part 2 where i fuck this slut into the mattress

⭐️ two girls one rafe 😈 After a night of partying, you and Rafe bring another actress back to his house to play

⭐️ they love to share me i guess i’ll keep them both

⭐️ Making a mess on the couch. How many times do i make her squirt?? 😜 Rafe’s been stalking your videos since. He didn’t know you could squirt. Now he’s desperate to make you squirt multiple times on camera.

⭐️ Messy girl ❤️‍🔥 gonna need a shower after this shit 🥵

⭐️ Let The Pussy Destroyer satisfy your breeding kink ♥️ The only actress Rafe finishes in unprotected is you. He can’t help but whisper the dirtiest shit in your ear about how he’s gonna end your career because he fucked a baby into you. But what he gets off on the most is how he’ll never have to watch you fuck anyone else again.

⭐️ daddy dicking her ⬇️

⭐️ Let me destroy you - size kink king 🍆 she’s takin this dick like a champ Rafe is clearly obsessed with you and his followers are getting jealous

⭐️ I love using your tight pussy such a perfect fucktoy for me

⭐ What Rafe sends to you after you send him your nudes 📸

⭐️ had to sneak away from her boyfriend to get fucked by daddy. Do you think he’s doin this shit like me?? 😂Shooting with Rafe after he tells you that you can fuck whoever… You mean nothing to him. He didn’t realize how wrong he was ‘til it happened. His jealousy also went into overdrive after he found out that the other actor was an ex of yours. Of course he keeps that shit to himself.

⭐️ you just don’t stop cummin do you?

⭐ mine 📸 Rafe’s petty-ass posting this GIF online and sending it to your ex

⭐️ cum give daddy a hand and stroke me til I’m emptyDenying Rafe pussy because he won’t use his words and tell you how he feels when you can tell he’s annoyed

⭐ covering her with my load

⭐️ atta girl swallow daddy’s dick

⭐️ not gonna lie this chick fucked me look at her creamin on my big dick Fucking Rafe on camera after rumors circulate about him and another mattress actress. He put in an extra effort after getting his feelings hurt and now he regrets it completely

⭐️ she says she hates me… turns out she just needed some good dick

⭐️ she loves gettin slapped and fucked dumb Getting fucked rough after ignoring Rafe’s calls

⭐️ keep screaming for me. You think I’m gonna stop? 😂

⭐️ Babygirl couldn’t wait until the movie ended so i fucked her like the impatient slut she is Rafe invites you over for a movie. When you ask him if it’s a date he brushes you off because he’s too scared to get attached. “Nah, princess. We’re just hanging out. Thought we could relax and shoot some shit when we got bored.”

⭐️ my little anal queen’s so good 💦🍑 clenching and tightening around my dick

⭐️ 🩷My tongue and fingers are magic princess lay back and let daddy Rafe make you feel like a pretty little slut🩷 First video after Rafe finally tells you how he feels

⭐️ Trying new angles while I stretch out that perfect pussy 💯

⭐️ she came 2 play 🥵 little promo 4 you filthy slut. comment below it u want some more ⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️ You both love money and sex. You don’t want to stop shooting, so you make a couples OnlyFans account instead, putting out a few promos on Twitter

⭐️ 🎀little miss innocent before she met me🎀

⭐️ U got me stroking my shit… can’t stop thinking about you Leaving Rafe for the weekend while you go on vacation with your friends. He’s so pussy whipped you have him playing with himself

⭐ Her 🤍📸 Rafe posting and watching some softer GIFs when you’re gone because he misses his babygirl

⭐️ Had to pull over cause she looked too fuckin good Rafe picking you up from the airport and he couldn’t even wait til you got home

⭐️ she loves that cameron cum 👑 think she’s the one

⭐️ think she likes her new gift ⛓️‍💥😈 Shooting content for your OnlyFans - switching it up with cuffs and masks

⭐️ heard you sluts liked masks

⭐️ look at you all tied up with your legs wide open and your dripping wet pussy throbbing waiting for some cameron cock

⭐️ Be a good girl and cum with Daddy while he plays with your toys 😈

Like, reblog, and comment to show us some love 🤍 @rafesthroatbaby inbox is open for any love you want to send her way as well!!

[nianeyemystic]

💦💖 Sexual & Physical Compatibility Synastry 🤤

Soooo this post was inspired by one of my close friends. She's in a long distance relationship & was explaining how different sex feels with her new man. Now let me preface this and say

*not everyone will experience this synastry the same, that's okay these are just MY OWN obseervations. Ive been studying this for a few years now and so far - it tracks lol*

❤️‍🔥Mars-Venus Aspects❤️‍🔥

✨ Conjunction, Trine, or Sextile: These aspects show natural attraction and sexual chemistry. Mars represents passion, while Venus represents love and desire. You can find yourself becoming so intensely attracted to your partner. It's something we astrologers always look for, if you have these, you most certainly will know it by how your body reacts to that person being around you.

✨ Square or Opposition: These can indicate tension that manifests as fiery, passionate attraction but may need effort to balance. So yes, you will want to tear their clothes off every time you interact, but it can also be like unnecessary fights & explosive fights. You will need a sexual outlet.

❇️Mars-Mars Aspects❇️

✨ If Mars in both charts forms a harmonious aspect (e.g., trine or sextile), you may share similar sexual energy levels and desires. Which can lead to wanting the sex at the same time or being on the same page about what makes you feel good in the bedroom.

😍 Mars-Pluto Aspects😍

✨ This is a powerful placement for deep, transformative, and intense sexual attraction. I looooooveeeee seeing this one in couples charts. If you've felt like you can't explain why your body tingles around them, why you can't stop thinking about them? Why you're always wanting to be near them. You possibly have Mars - Pluto. The connection can feel magnetic and almost fated.

💋 Venus-Pluto Aspects💋

✨These aspects create an obsessive, passionate attraction. I say obsessive bc Pluto is involved. It can be healthy though, depending on how you express your obsessions. Like....don't stalk them, but be open about how they make you crave the. There’s often a deep emotional and physical bond that feels irresistible.

🧡Moon-Mars Aspects🧡

✨ The Moon represents emotions and Mars represents physical drive, so these aspects indicate a connection that blends emotional intimacy with sexual passion. I already did an entire post describing this connection in detail, so make sure you visit that one here:

💙Venus-Mars in Each Other's Houses💙

✨ When one partner's Venus or Mars falls into the other's 5th (romance), 7th (partnership), or 8th (sexual intimacy) houses, it can signify strong attraction and sexual compatibility.

💕 Sun-Mars Aspects💕

✨ Harmonious aspects (e.g., trine or sextile) between the Sun and Mars often indicate a strong physical connection. Challenging aspects can create a dynamic but exciting sexual tension. I like Sun & Mars bc sometimes it can feel invigorating & exciting when relationships seem to get dull. You'll always find the other person just enough of a challenge to keep your enticed.

💋Moon-Pluto Aspects💋

✨ This aspect creates emotional intensity and a deep, transformative connection that often translates into a passionate physical bond. I have sen this play out several times and it can be a beautiful bond that only you two will understand. So much so that you may even be willing to try new sexual things w this person, taboo sexual exploration. As long as the emotional connection is being satisfied, you will do anything to please your partner sexually.

❤️‍🔥Eros and Psyche (433 & 16)❤️‍🔥

✨Eros (sexual desire) and Psyche (soulful love) aspects in synastry can reveal where deep sexual and emotional compatibility exists.

💛 North Node Conjunct Venus or Mars💛

✨This placement suggests a karmic or destined connection where the partners help each other grow, often through romantic or sexual experiences. The friend I was inspired to make this post bc of this has this with her man. His NN is conjunct her Venus. she's expressed many times how his love feels like it is healing her, forcing her to grow as a divine feminine. I love this one, it also leads to sexual healing.

💕Bonus: 8th House Synastry💕

When one person’s planets fall into the other’s 8th house, it often triggers themes of intimacy, transformation, and sexual magnetism.

These placements and aspects don't guarantee compatibility, but they can highlight areas of potential connection and attraction. Always look at the full synastry chart for a holistic view!

Do you have any of these? Let me know below!

@nianeyemystic ✨❥

[obxcc]

⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ thinking about randomly dropping by poguedealer!rafe’s house because he’s home, cute, and will smoke sweetheart up for free

cw . . . profanity , use of marijuana , sloppy make out sesh , smut 18+ ( technically dubcon as you both are not sober , dry humping , oral fem!rec , fingering , finger sucking , spitting , hint of exhibitionism , one spank )

you were bored. there was nothing to do— just like any other tuesday on kildare island. after enough lollygagging around your own home , you decided to go over to rafe’s. he was your neighbor , plug , crush , and future baby daddy god willing.

every time you made your way out your door , your stomach got warm. not your favorite anxious feeling. it was always worth it though. something about his weed was different than the other obx dealers like barry or jj. so everytime you needed another eighth , you’d take a cute little selfie with your tits pushed out just enough to make them the star of the photo all while not looking too desperate. a quick caption of ‘🥬?’ before sending it off to the man.

but not today.

rafe was a good dealer. he made sure to reply timely to wanting customers , offered deals , always let people know when he was mobile or had new stock. those were just some of the things that made rafe secure his position as your dealer. so when he didn’t post anything on his story about being around the island or pushing new shit in the morning , you realized he’d be at home.

you’d been to his place several times , finding familiarity in the trailer parallel to yours. when you bought from rafe , he offered to bring it to you in a text that read ‘pretty girl like you shouldn’t have to pick up her own bud’. but you insisted ; you liked walking over to grab it yourself , liked being able to talk to the cute dealer for as long as you could.

this would , however , be the first time showing up unannounced. whatever! you brought snacks and incense as party favors in case you intruded.

and it’s like the weed gods were just on your side when your music lulled and siri’s voice came through the bluetooth speaker you were about to turn off. “dealer daddy💦🍃 texted: wyo? come smoke. would you like to rep—“ you didn’t hesitate to heart the message quickly on your phone before rushing out the door.

rafe was rolling up when he heard your knock on the door— he jumped too , not expecting you to show up so fast. “come on in!” he shouted , fingers still expertly rolling a blunt to share. his glossy eyes flickered up when the door creaked open , wanting to get a look at you before finishing up the blunt.

you waltzed into the messy— borderline trap house , rafe resided in , and it brought a dry chuckle out of him. you always looked so out of place coming over. he knew his place wasn’t in tiptop shape. but it was his. and there you appeared.

you were there contrasting everything else rafe owned. your tiny outfit showing off most of your skin playing the part of an obvious reminder. you were beyond out of his league. it didn’t seem like you cared too much though when you plopped down onto the couch next to him , making yourself at home.

you were a pogue too— despite being a little high maintenance , so if you didn’t care that his house was a little shitty and never got picked up because he never had time? well , then rafe had no problem with listening to you blab about your girl friend’s drama or when you get too high and slightly overstay your welcome.

“whatcha got today?” you asked as you scooched closer to rafe , making your knees knock against his. you peered over his shoulder , eyes zoning in on the way his hands delicately fiddled with the wrap and shake.

he peeked over at you , smiling when he saw just how comfortable you made yourself already. he enjoyed when you’d come over to pick up to be honest— liked having someone in the house even if was never for too long. the way there’d be traces of you left around after you went back to your side of the lawn. he knew the plastic bag you set down on the coffee table would have things in it for him to leave about.

“well , sugar. i— uh , i got some real good shit in this morning from my guy , and he was sayin’ how this stuff’s what fuckin’ wet dreams are made of or somethin’. real good. you’ll like,” he babbled , remembering his supplier’s words from earlier. yeah , he couldn’t wait to invite you over.

“mmm,” you hummed in sweet acknowledgment , relaxing and shifting back into the hand-me-down couch, “love this show,” you commented softly when you focused on the lit screen. rafe followed your gaze , seeing some doctor soap was playing.

“a’right , this should make you wanna fuck it then,” he laughed , words jumbled as his lips held onto the blunt. you felt heat rise to your cheeks at rafe’s vulgar words , but you sat up nonetheless while he flicked the lighter and officially started your hangout. “here.”

you smiled when he passed the blunt to you , blowing the smoke from his own hit into the stale living room air. “thank you,” you squeaked back , graciously taking the offering in between your manicured fingers. the blunt just got lit , so you knew the heat building in you wasn’t because the cherry was getting closer to your fingertips. no , it was because rafe’s eyes were boring into you.

he watched every movement in your body. the way your chest rose as you inhaled the soon to be euphoria. the way your eyes closed when you held it in your mouth. the way your lips parted to blow the smoke out in little o’s. “what wet dreams are made of,” you mused with a laugh , lifting the blunt to your lips again before passing it back.

with a moment to collect yourself without rafe’s eyes on you , you reached forward and snagged the sack of goodies. “brought ya some stuff,” you mumbled , digging about.

“y’got lil ol’ me somethin’ , sugar?” rafe feigned surprise as he flicked the ash from the blunt before taking another slow and deep hit. the moment he heard the bag rustle upon your entrance he knew he’d receive something. that was your thing. you called it nesting one time.

“saw ‘em at the store the other day. ‘n i knew you were almost out , so here you go!” you plopped the package into his lap and grabbed the bag of chips, “didn’t know what scent you’d wan’ though , so i just got one i liked,” you explained , switching off the blunt for chips smoothly.

“thanks , sug,” he smiled. it was a softer one than usual. most times his smile would be paired with a dry laugh , but this one was quiet. it was more real. it was the one only really you got. “smells good,” he noted after sniffing at the cellophane casing.

it seemed like hours had passed since you first arrived. you and rafe had managed to smoke through two blunts , and he was packing a bowl as the episode on the tv came to roll the epsiode’s credits.

you hadn’t realized the sun was sinking— far too busy drinking in how particularly good rafe looked today. it was a perfect view with the high you were having. you didn’t mean to ogle , but you couldn’t help it. his longer , shaggier hair peaking out from under his hat was such a welcomed difference than the buzz cut he sported in the spring.

and once you started to look , really look , it was hard to look away. your eyes floated down to how baggy rafe’s shirt sat on his body while still letting you know he was huge. you’d seen one of his shirt tags before. it was an XXL. he did it on purpose.

“y’okay , sugar?”

you snapped your gaze back to rafe’s face , while yours burned with embarrassment. how long did he watch you watch him? “really high,” you answered , shifting from you laying position to sit up again, “you okay?”

rafe chuckled , picking up the loaded bong. “been okay,” he shrugged , handing you the glass. he gave you a look with the gesture. a look that asked if you were okay again.

“i don’t wanna smoke anymore,” you shook your head with a blush , making rafe set the bong back down. he could tell. you didn’t know that , but he could. he could absolutely tell that you’d been eyeing him for the last forty-five minutes.

he simply nodded , settling back into the couch. and like always , you watched him lift his hips up to get comfortable. god , it had to have been on purpose. maybe you were just a horny freak— no , because every once in awhile you’d catch rafe looking at you first. it couldn’t be one sided.

“i can hear you thinkin’ from over here,” he commented , lazily rolling his head to the side to smile at you, “what’s goin’ on in that pretty lil head of yours?”

“nothin’!” you whined , shrinking to your side of the couch a little bit more, “jus’ good weed. that’s all.”

rafe hummed , nodding in acknowledgment before asking, “y’need anything?” he shifted his leg over to nudge you with his knee. it was like there was a literal shock. his eyes clocked the reaction , and a chuckle came through his nose. “y’look real pretty today , sugar.”

the compliment was served with rafe’s hand coming down to your thigh gently. you immediately sat up and forward , neck flushed and stomach churning. “rafey?” he leaned forward , trying to gauge what you were about to say. you forced your eyes to meet , bottom lip coming between your teeth. “why’d you invite me over? is it because you like me?”

“well , ‘course i like ya,” he answered like it was the dumbest question ever. how were you s’pposed to know? rafe had people over all of the time— you saw it. there were pretty girls in the mix , so who were you to assume you’d be special.

“but d’ya like me like me?”

though rafe was an angry , usually distant man— never with you , he couldn’t help but blush. because well , yeah. he did like you like you. “sugar , d’ya see anyone else here right now?” he asked , shifting to face you better, “on my one day off i got this month?”

your eyes darted around the trailer. you knew no one was here. duh , but your eyes still flickered away. “no,” you muttered.

“then i think it’s safe to say that i like ya like ya , hm?” his hand reached out to your thigh again. the rough , warm skin heated yours , but you couldn’t pull away.

because he liked you.

“well , i like you like you too,” you giggled , hand coming down on his, “since we’re puttin’ it out there.”

“since we’re putting things out there… lemme just say i think you’re the prettiest girl on this island too,” rafe smiled , taking his hand that was twisted with yours up to your face. you backed up gently at the touch before leaning into it. “and i really wanna kiss you,” he added , face coming close to yours.

your chest was rising faster than before , and you knew rafe noticed. the only thing you could hear was your breathing. you didn’t know why you were so nervous. you’d kissed boys before. this wasn’t a new thing. so you swallowed down your nerves and smiled. “kiss me then.”

the words barely left your mouth before rafe’s lips were on yours. his hands came up to your cheeks , as he moved his lips against yours. you couldn’t stop the soft whine coming up your throat. your hands came up to rafe’s neck , holding him close to you as you kissed him back. you were in heaven , and you never wanted to not be kissing rafe.

rafe’s hands slid down your sides , trying to feel your body into his memory. he knew you liked him , that much was obvious each time you came over with that big smile of yours. but still , rafe knew that you deserved better and would eventually realize that before leaving him. so he wanted to commit this moment into his brain for the rest of his life.

he yanked you into his lap , a short yelp coming from you before a giggle followed. “hi,” you whispered , hands playing with the shaggy hair in front of you. you’d always wanted to run your hands through his hair. dreamt of it.

“hi , sugar,” rafe whispered back , smiling just as bright as you were. it was your turn to lean in , kissing rafe again to recommence your newfound favorite hobby. he didn’t hesitate to kiss you back , tongues working around each other. you let out a moan when his hands gently guided your forward , and that’s when rafe pulled away , string of your saliva mixed together tying you two to one another.

“sorry,” he chuckled , wiping at your slick lips with his thumb before pecking you shortly to remove the frown you now sported.

“why’d y’stop?” you asked , pawing at his chest and eyeing his lips. you moved forward , going to press your lips against his again when he chuckled and sank back into the couch.

rafe let his hands run up and down your thighs. “jus’ need a minute , sug,” he breathed out , eyes tracing every curve of your body, “got me about to bust in my pants like a kid over some kisses.”

you giggled at that , hand reaching down to his lap. “yeah?” you hummed , cupping around the growing tent in his sweats. your smile widened when rafe groaned , head falling back and hips lifting up. “why don’t you then?” you asked , leaning down to kiss his cheek softly.

a breathy laugh left rafe’s lungs before he forced himself to look at you. and god , you were perfect. red , swollen lips parted as you grinned down at him. “you’d like seeing me like that , wouldn’t you? like gettin’ what you want?” he hummed , reaching up to move the hair that had fallen into your face.

“maybe…” you shrugged , nuzzling into the way his hand covered your cheek, “but you like giving me what i want.”

and in that moment , you didn’t even know if you’d ever want anything else. the blunts helped you feel everything. every little twitch of rafe’s hand as he kneading at your body. every breath you took felt like him. you could practically feel each ridge under his pants as you moved your hips forward again.

“yeah… and you’re gonna get me in some big trouble ‘cause of it,” rafe admitted , hands happily helping you move back and forth over him. you chuckled at that , bringing yourself down on him harder.

“jus’ want you t’cum for me,” you whined , mouthing at his exposed neck with a moan as the tip of him caught on your clothed clit. the skirt you decided to wear that day doing nothing to hold you back as you rubbed your panties against the darkening sweats rafe wore.

his hands came back up , one reaching behind your neck to pull you into him and the other on the small of your back , pushing you closer before letting you move away and repeating. “y’so fuckin’ sexy , sugar,” he groaned against your lips , swirling his tongue in your mouth. he wanted to taste every single part of you— inch by beautiful inch.

your hand trailed down again , not going as far to his bulge , but the hem of rafe’s shirt. “can you take this off?” you asked , voice softer and sweeter than ever , and right then rafe decided he’d do anything for you no matter what it was you asked of him. he yanked the shirt off , flinging it across the room.

you stopped kissing him , letting your hands and nails rake over the ridges of rafe’s abdomen while you grinded into his lap. his eyes fluttered shut , a noise close to a whimper escaping his parted lips. “c’mon…” you whispered , rotating your hips just right enough for rafe’s grip to tighten on your hips, “don’t y’wanna cum for me?” you asked , not stopping your ministrations for a moment.

“fuck!” rafe cursed , a light laugh coming out with it. his hips started lifting to meet yours , helping him get that much closer. it was when your lips tangled with his again that his entire body twitched. his moan floated into your mouth as you sped your hips up.

when rafe realized you weren’t stopping just because he’d cum , his hands lifted you up. “jesus , y’tryin to kill me?” he asked breathlessly as he looked up at you and your innocent smile, “c’mere,” he muttered before manhandling you onto your back.

your eyes fell to the dark patch on rafe’s pants , a mixture of your arousal and his cum. if you weren’t so embarassed by the thought , you were sure you’d like the cloth clean if rafe asked.

“whatcha doin?” you hummed , watching as rafe’s hands ran up your thighs. his fingers hooked in the lacy panties you wore before yanking them down with a harsh tear ripping through your ears.

“i’m gonna recover while playin’ with this pussy,” he explained like it was the most casual thing for his day off, “s’you just sit back and look pretty , hm?” you nodded meekly at his words , gasp leaving your throat when he pulled at your thighs , moving your hips to the edge of the couch before rafe got to his knees.

his hands pushed your thighs apart , kneading at the skin while he stared at your folds. they were glistening , puffy and just waiting for him. he was leaning in to lick a stripe between them before he even knew it , and he groaned , having never tasted something sweeter than you.

“rafe—“ you sighed , hand coming down to grip at his hair , thankful you’d flicked the hat off the moment you started making out.

rafe didn’t reply , well , not really. he just moaned into you , tongue rolling around your clit. he brought a hand up , blindly looking for one of yours before clamping down on it. and you couldn’t stop the tears from welling up in your eyes. no boy had been nice enough to hold your hand while he went down on you before. no body had been so soft with you.

“y’doing okay?” rafe mumbled , pulling away from you , but not before replacing his tongue with his free hand. his finger slid up and down your folds , pushing slower on your clit. you could hardly nod let alone verbally reply as he twisted his wrist to slip a finger into you. “y’feel amazing,” he chuckled , answering his own question, “taste even better.”

“rafe— will , god , will you fuck me?” you whimpered , relishing in the feel of his finger massaging your walls. you wanted more though. you needed it. “please?”

rafe chuckled , kissing your thigh before sitting up. his hand didn’t move besides adding his ring finger into the mix. “yeah? want me to fuck you , sugar? y’already so fucked out , though.”

you whined when his fingers curled just right , leaking around his hand. “please? please , please , please!” you cried , hips moving in tandem with his hand, “need y’so bad , rafey. wanted this forever!” you’d finally heard yourself and the way you voice was pitchier than usual.

already so fucked out was right.

all you could do was feel rafe’s hand moving in and out of you , thumb moving up to rub at your clit again. “cum on my fingers first , sugar. then i’ll fuck you. please? will ya be a good girl ‘nd cum for me?” he asked , leaning over your body and nipping at your neck while moans freely left you. you nodded quickly , feeling the band in your stomach tighten impossibly more.

“right there! don’t stop!” you were practically screaming as rafe’s hand fucked into you harder and faster until you gushed around him. “rafe , rafe , rafe,” you rushed out , your hands own hand coming to his wrist to stop him from continuing as you caught your breath.

“i could watch you do that all day,” he admitted , bringing his arousal covered fingers into his mouth and sucking them clean. his other hand never left yours , and you were very aware of it. “open,” he muttered , lifting his now clean fingers to your mouth. you happily obliged , wrapping your lips around the digits before sucking.

if you weren’t so desperate— you were trying to grind down onto him now that his hips were closer to yours , you’d have offered to suck his dick , but his fingers would do for now. they left your mouth with a whine and pop. “i think about this all of the time,” rafe admitted , hand that clasped yours squeezing it a few times, “sometimes i think you’re all i think about period.”

rafe’s words left you shocked , not expecting him to get too talkative during this. sure , you knew he thought you were pretty. he’d told you a lot more than needed , and you knew he liked you now. but he’d thought about this? yeah , you never would’ve guessed.

“you could’ve had me forever ago,” you told him , sitting up a little more, “i woulda let you.”

“i di’nt know that , did i?” rafe shook his head with a smile , maneuvering you to his lap again, “otherwise i would’ve already fucked you all over our trailers , maybe even the yard— let everyone know exactly who y’belong to,” he mumbled , brushing your hair from your neck to bite and suck at it. you could feel the bruises start to form , but the words rafe spoke and the weed you smoked earlier left you hazy.

“y’have me now,” you moaned , tilting your head out of the way to give rafe more surface area to work with, “and i’m tellin’ you that you can do whatever you want t’me.”

rafe pulled back at that , a sinister smile overtaking his face. “whatever i want?” he echoed , fingers dancing up your spine. you hummed back , nodding your head far too coy for the context of your conversation. “you’d let me fuck this pussy raw? hm?” he wondered , letting his hand cup you again.

you jolted at the sensitivity but nodded again nonetheless. “whatever you want,” you repeated , grabbing his face and look into rafe’s ocean blue eyes. you’d drown yourself in them if he wanted you to. and he knew it too— he knew it the moment you were begging him to cum in his fucking pants.

“open your mouth,” he instructed , patting your cheek gently. you listened , looking at him through your lashes with your mouth dropped and tongue on display. you hadn’t expected rafe to lean forward a little bit before spitting into your waiting mouth. you lips shut immediately , swallowing the mix of your salivas. “you’re a little slut , aren’t you?” he asked lightly , taking note of the way you took what he gave you so easily , so compliant.

“if y’want me to be,” you assured him , grinding into his still moving hand. the sensitivity subsided , letting the euphoric feeling rush back into you as rafe’s fingers slid slowly through your folds.

“oh…” rafe drew the word out , clicking his tongue and brought a hand down on your ass. the crack bounced around your ears as you jumped and held back a moan , never letting your eyes leave his. “we’re gonna have so much fun.”

[checkeredflagggs]

Subject of Interest

pairing: carlos sainz x fem!photographer!reader

summary: fans love carlos’ girlfriend and her unhinged comments and photography hobby

a/n: needed a slight break from the lando fic and I love doing these small photography based smaus. I will probably be doing these for more drivers — feel free to request someone you’d like to see!

a/n 2: fyi this is all google translate Spanish 🤷‍♀️

a/n 3: I tried to write horny for the first time and I think? It went? Ok?

princesa

liked by carlossainz55, landonorris, and 1,231,445 others

tagged: carlossainz55

princesa: mi amor, ¿sabes lo que me vas a hacer? Either put that thing away or put it to use. (My love, do you know what you're going to do to me?)

view all comments

user1: ahhhh love to see the princess back in action

↳user2: girl we missed you and your unhinged comments

landonorris: thERE ARE CHILDREN PRESENT

↳princesa: then leave? I know you have enough of a brain in that empty head of yours to do that

↳landonorris: I just wanted to congratulate my friend!! Why are you so mean?!?

↳princesa: niño…(Boy)

↳landonorris: nope! Lando!

↳oscarpiastri: seriously?

↳princesa: I’m glad he’s your teammate now

↳oscarpiastri: thanks 😑

↳landonorris: hey!

carlossainz55: Of course princesa…On an unrelated note, where are you again?

↳landonorris: not you too!

↳princesa: 🚪 here’s the door! Use it

↳landonorris: I’m gonna report you for bullying

↳princesa: try it twig!

carlossainz55: Hermosa…you tell me to behave but post that picture?

↳princesa: 🤭🤭

↳carlossainz55: 🥵

↳princesa: I’ve got the car waiting for you

↳carlossainz55: 🏃🏻‍♂️💨

user3: girl I’m begging you for just one chance

↳carlossainz55: No

↳user4: when you pull up for a competition to worship the princess and your competition is Carlos Sainz

princesa

liked by carlossainz55, charles_leclerc, and 1,975,245 others

tagged: carlossaiz55

princesa: 🏎️ 💨💨 vroom vroom — the cars may go fast but I’d like to take my time with you baby

view all comments

user5: congrats on the podium Carlos!!

user6: did she just…

↳user7: imply they fuck? Yes.

↳princesa: 😉

↳user7: girl Ferrari is gonna put you in pr jail

↳princesa: 🤷‍♀️ I look good in handcuffs

↳carlossainz55: 👀👀

↳princesa:😘💋❤️

landonorris: just once I’d like to open instagram and not be assaulted with you and your gross relationship 😠🤮

↳princesa: boo hoo does A HEALTHY RELATIONSHIP scare you

↳landonorris: NO

↳carlossainz55: Oh?

↳landonorris: it’s your horny ass comments! Leave it at home!

↳princesa: it’s ok Lando — someday you’ll have a girlfriend

↳landonorris: ive haD GIRLDFRIENDS BEFORE

↳princesa: you’re behavior says otherwise tbh

↳landonorris: STOP LYING TO THE INTERNET

user8: did you guys go on a bike ride?

↳princesa: Carlos did! I was sitting pretty in the basket while he showed me around town before taking us to the beach, letting my man treat me right.

↳carlossainz55: As you should princesa, never lift a finger when I’m around

↳user8: wow that’s so cute and so sappy

↳user9: this comment thread called me single in every language

princesa

liked by carlossainz55, landonorris, charles_leclerc, and 2,790,469 others

tagged: carlossainz55

princesa: thank you baby for the amazing break. I’m glad I got to spend some alone time with my handsome man. Next week it’s back to the grind — I just know you’ll be on top 🏆🏆

view all comments

carlossainz55: Princesa, I’d take you to the ends of the world if you’d ask

↳user10: same! 😭

↳carlossainz55: Not this princesa

↳princesa: I’d follow you anywhere you wanna take me handsome

carlossainz55: And you know I look good on top

↳princesa: i don’t know…wanna refresh my memory?

↳carlossainz55: I do need to get my cardio in today…

↳princesa: well let’s see how fast you are then…I’m waiting 😉

↳user11: YOU ARE IN PUBLIC

user12: I gotta say it…I’ve missed these horny comments. Insta just isn’t the same without them

↳user13: heeeeyyyy 🍑🍑🍆🍆💦💦

↳user12: eww no

charles_leclerc: Forza Ferrari Sempre!! Second half of the season will be ours!

↳carlossainz55: You know it!

↳princesa: Go Ferrari!

user14: no disgusted lando comments? What’s happening?

↳princesa: i blocked him for this post 😊

↳user14: 🤣🤣

princesa

liked by carlossainz55, oscarpiastri, alex_albon, and 2,982,122 others

tagged: carlossainz55

princesa: Ferrari might be all red but baby, blue is your color — I believe a congratulations is in order Mr Race Winner

view all comments

user15: what a race…a Ferrari, McLaren, Williams podium was not on my bingo card for the year…

user16: petition for Ferrari to officially change its color to blue

↳user17: girl like 10 different drivers dnfed

↳user16: but Carlos won!

carlossainz55: Thank you mi amor ❤️

↳princesa: No tengo las palabras para describir lo orgulloso que estoy de ti! (I don't have the words to describe how proud I am of you!)

↳carlossainz55: Conozco mi amor y eso está bien. (I know my love and that's fine.)

↳princesa: I do know how I’m gonna congratulate you tho!

↳carlossainz55: 😳😳

carlossainz55: Are you going to be my prize, mi amor?

↳princesa: oh baby you know it!

↳princesa: just wait and see what I’ve got planned for you

↳carlossainz55: 🥵🥵

↳landonorris: 🤮🤮

↳landonorris: why? Must I? Suffer?

↳princesa: i should have kept you blocked

↳landonorris: i just wanted to congratulate my friend?

↳princesa: do it on your own post and let me be horny for my man in peace

↳landonorris: you’re uninvited to my party tonight?

↳princesa: for what? You dnfed like first

↳landonorris: 👎🏻👎🏻👎🏻

alex_albon: congrats man! It was great to be able to share a podium with you!

↳carlossainz55: Felicitaciones a ti también (Congratulations to you too)

↳carlossainz55: it was good to see you on the podium as well

oscarpiastri: great race!

↳carlossainz55: You as well!

princesa

liked by landonorris, carlossainz55, charles_leclerc, and 2,556,223 others

tagged: carlossainz55

princesa: Winning looks good on you baby. You should do it more often 🏆

In all seriousness, congratulations on your season Carlos — you did fantastic this year and it was such a pleasure to travel with you and watch you live your dreams.

That said — I’m very excited for the couple of months we will have to ourselves 😘���❤️

view all comments

carlossainz55: Princesa…I loved every second of this year, racing and traveling with you. Thank you for agreeing to my crazy idea and following me around the world.

↳princesa: oh my love…No había ningún otro lugar en el que preferiría estar que a tu lado. (There was no other place where I would rather be than by your side)

↳carlossainz55: No podría haber pedido un mejor socio (I couldn't have asked for a better partner)

carlossainz55: All to ourselves huh? 🤔

↳princesa: i know! Whatever will we do with all that time? 🤭😉

↳carlossainz55: Oh I can think of a few things 😏

↳landonorris: YEAH. GOLFING. HANGING OUT WITH YOUR FRIENDS. VISITING FAMILY!!

↳princesa: Oh, estoy tan contenta de tener un par de meses lejos de este niño... (I'm so happy to have a couple of months away from this child)

↳landonorris: Wrong!

↳carlossainz55: Since when can you read Spanish?

↳princesa: since when can you read?

↳landonorris: I’m reporting you again for bullying! And google translate exists ya know

↳landonorris: also! I’m gonna be visiting you this break

↳princesa: sorry not interested in a threesome

↳landonorris: NOOOO

↳landonorris: Carlos promised me a couple rounds of golf so there 😝

↳carlossainz55: it was a moment of weakness

user18: oh to have a champagne soaked Carlos Sainz sprint over to me to kiss me senseless after a spectacular race,,,

↳princesa: it’s a great experience! But get your own — this one is mine

↳user18: girl we’ve seen all your comments this year. We know

↳princesa: just like reminding people they can look but not have 😊

user19: i know everyone has been focusing on their…horniness this year but damn she must love him too. To quit her job just to follow him across the world…

↳princesa: it was a scary thought at first but I’m so glad I did it

↳carlossainz55: I am as well

↳landonorris: I’m not. Go away

↳princesa: I’m gonna be honest with you. We get worse with distance — you got off light this year

↳landonorris: nooooooooooooooo

↳user20: and they’re back to their regular programming

user21: my favorite part of the season is now knowing Lando Norris is the type of person to clutch his pearls at the sight of an ankle…

↳user22: right? Not what i expected

↳landonorris: I AM NOT!

↳user22: sure Jan

↳landonorris: I CAN HANDLE SEX JUST FINE THEIR JUST BEING MEAN TO ME

↳user21: ok grandpa, let’s get you back to bed

↳landonorris: NOT YOU GUYS TOO…

carlossainz55

liked by princesa, landonorris, user, and 4,822,445 others

tagged: princesa

carlossainz55: No more Ferrari PR jail, no more hiding these in my camera roll. My gorgeous gorgeous girl 🥵🥵 I’m so glad to be able to call you mine

view all comments

princesa: well let’s not completely get rid of the jail…I do quite like the handcuffs ☺️

↳carlossainz55: I could be persuaded

↳princesa: meet me in five?

↳carlossainz55: 🏃🏻‍♂️💨

user23: oh my god you guys were being tame???

↳princesa: oh absolutely

↳user23: oh my god…

user24: can Carlos fight? Like seriously?

↳carlossainz55: Yes

↳user25: I think if a group of us get together we could take him

↳carlossainz55: You’d be wrong

↳princesa: sorry girls guys and nonbinary pals — I am a one man girl

↳princesa: and I think I’d have to report you to someone

↳user25: you know what? That’s fair

↳used24: and hot!?! Gotta love that kind of loyalty

landonorris: I’m gonna deactivate my account

↳princesa: I didn’t think I’d get my Christmas present so early!

↳landonorris: 😑😑

↳carlossainz55: I’ll give you a Christmas present 🎁

↳princesa: a big one?

↳carlossainz55: Oh you know it

↳landonorris: NOT ON MY COMMENT THREAD. GO AWAY

user26: Sad to see Carlos leave Ferrari but good god am I excited to see the more unhinged version of him in Williams…

↳user27: thank god I’m not the only one

[killuakiru]

KILLUA AND KURAPIKA HCS for an s/o that gets quiet when she feels left out and jealous? Like when she’s upset she’ll just stop talking unless you talk to her first and she can be rlly sensitive about it 😔 (I’m going thru a weird time dude)

ANYWAYS THANK YOU BYE HAVE FUN TAKE CARE DRINK WATER!💦‼️

HELLO !! Not to fear, for kiru is here to feed you !! ( I hope you're doing okay pookie, thank u for requesting this ily <3 ) I will generalize reader as an introvert here !!! Okay chat I double post since I will be busy tmr !! I will come back prbly during Sunday or Monday !! No promises tho,,, ( PLEASE REQUEST MORE ALKJSDN )

⊹₊⋆ Jealousy is a Strong Emotion!ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

⊹₊⋆ Gn!Reader x K.Zoldyck, K.Kurtaᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

╰┈➤ What they do when their s/o grows quiet during a gathering !

༉‧₊˚. Start !༉‧₊˚.

༉‧₊˚. Killua Zoldyck !ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

• Honestly, with how engrossed he is during the conversation, it takes him a painfully long while to notice that you have suddenly became so quiet and just stared off into the distance.

• When he does though, it's either half way during the conversation, or long AFTER the gathering.

• It's not that he isn't watching over you or paying attention to you, you know that full well because he has his hand intertwined in yours the whole gathering.

• It's js that, sometimes he gets so excited over seeing his friends after a long time, you can't blame the boy! D:

• When he finds out, he instantly assures you, mumbling a soft "I'm sorry if I made you feel left out. Just tell me next time, okay? I got you."

• He isn't the best at giving assurance, and it's painfully obvious. But give him time, you're his first time in literally everything!!

• What happened during though? This is the scenario :

• It was when the og trio + Alluka had finally decided to meet up after all these days. Killu and Alluka was the most ecstatic to finally meet Gon, and you were too! To finally meet one of your best friends after a long and hard time is a dream come true to the both of you.

• When you four met, everything was amazing at first! You four conversed a lot, and you four caught up. Then it just soon came so suddenly where you were just listening in the conversation, even while making small comments. They both would just give subtle acts of acknowledgement that didn't really feel like you were being acknowledged, y'know?

• Feeling suddenly left out despite having a hand in Killua's hand, you grew quiet and upset. The two of them seemed to be having so much fun talking amongst each other, and that's understandable. Inevitably, they were both closer because they were boys, and it is said that two of the same gender get along easily, that's how you and Alluka got along quickly, after all.

• Speaking of Alluka, she was the one that noticed your sudden distance, she tried to tell her beloved older brother, only to be stopped by said significant other, whispering a gentle and soft : "It's okay, Alluka. Let your brother enjoy."

• Alluka gives you a sad expression and hugs you, what a cutie she is, seriously. You absolutely love each other so much, it was so precious.

• After the interaction and you three were heading back, Alluka marched to her older brother with an angry look and pout, upon noticing this, Killua automatically went into internal panic mode. "Your a big meanie, brother!" She exclaims with a huff, making Killua blink twice in confusion, "Wh- Huh? What do you mean, Alluka?" Killua asked in genuine confusion plastered on his face.

• "You made yn cry!" Alluka exclaimed, COMPLETELY exaggerating your reaction. Face palming when Killua whipped his face to your direction, "I didn't cry, Alluka.." You mumbled in an exasperated manner, removing your hand from your face to look at Alluka. "But you were going to!" "Was not." "Are too!"

• "Can we normalize explaining before making conclusions?! What is happening?!" Killua exclaimed to the two girls before him and whipping his face from Alluka and to you. "You were ignoring yn!" Alluka exclaimed in a straightforward manner, running to you and hugging your waist while giving Killua an upset pout, as if she was the one that was being left out.

• "..Well that's the short story, I guess..? It's- it's nothing. Just felt, dunno, left out when you and Gon were just barely acknowledging me. Could be that I'm just tired so let's just go back.." You hesitantly explained and kept things hidden, mostly because you didn't want to annoy Killua for being so easily saddened. Gently grabbing Alluka's hand, you three silently walked back to the inn you three lived in for a few days.

• Upon arriving back, Alluka headed straight for her bed, leaving you and Killua alone face to face, literally. "I'll uh.. go back to bed now, see you." You mumbled awkwardly, "..sorry, yn." He whispers in a sincere manner, leaving you a bit dumbfounded. "..are you seriously Killua?" You say in a subtle baffled manner, blinking twice, receiving a light-hearted glare from Killua.

• "I didn't think you'd feel that way. Truth be told, I thought you didn't want to be pestered by us, so I just gave you subtle looks.. so I'm sorry, that was on my end, too." Killua mumbles sheepishly, walking towards you and pulling you into a gentle hug. "Clearly, I'm not the best with these, and you can see how stiff and awkward I am.. but be more vocal with it, it's hard to understand someone so quiet like you.. Just tell me next time, okay?" Killua says in a hushed tone, and you reciprocated his hug.

• Breathing in his scent, he smelled like a bed of Gardenias, it was always so comforting. "Thank you, Killua." You softly whispered into his ear and you felt his head nod. "I got you, yn. Always."

༉‧₊˚. Kurapika Kurta !ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

• Kurapika is definitely one to notice instantly.

• You CANNOT tell me this man doesn't have some sixth sense when it comes to you.

• He's genuinely so charming whenever he assures you that his intentions aren't to leave you out of the conversation or gathering.

• I think he's very intelligent when it comes to emotions such as distress and saddened emotions, so he takes care of you very well.

• He's a very busy guy so plzplz be patient w him too !!

• But he and I can assure you that he loves you very much and would sacrifice so much for u !!

• This is probably what happened :

• It was probably during one of his missions as a Bounty Hunter. You were with him because, well, you too were a Bounty Hunter, and it's your job!

• But you can't help but feel upset after he dismissed one of your many plans once again because some other member had a plan too, yours was a brilliant plan too!

• After your probably 5th plan being dismissed by your beloved, you had grown silent and decided to just close yourself off and listen. This, was most definitely noticed by Kurapika.

• He faced your awfully distant expression, he knew what was wrong, he just couldn't speak up because you both were doing your job, to successfully do this mission, you both had to pay close attention to the details.

• Evening soon fell upon the Hunters, and the mission came to a commence, and you were both paired up ( As per Kurapika's request, surprisingly. )

• "yn, please tell me what is on your mind." Kurapika gently spoke up, turning to face you as you both walked to your designated location. Snapping out of your hyper-focused trance, you looked at his ever so gentle eyes that made your heart skip a beat.

• "I'm okay, Kurapika." You gave a light-hearted assurance, "There is something weighing your mind, my dear. Please do not be so unkind to yourself and speak what is within your mind.." He ever so softly requests, that vulnerability on his face, the subtle affection and concern hidden in his voice of toughness,

• This all reminded you why you fell in love with Kurapika, the reason why you chose to love each other, because of the very limited times you both show your vulnerable sides, the most sensitive emotions a human can feel.

• "It isn't that serious, Kurapika. It's just that I didn't feel like an equal to everyone after you've quite literally dismissed many of my plans." You explain your feelings in a half hurt and half amusement at how stupid your plans probably are to be dismissed by Kurapika.

• "I see.. I apologize, my dear. My intentions were not to make you feel unimportant, rather to keep your plans as a secret. Your plans are brilliant– extraordinary, even. However I believe that we individually have to discuss it amongst ourselves." Kurapika explains why he was dismissing it, well– more on like being possessive over your knowledge.

• Truth be told, there were some weirdos in the mission you were both in and they had a thing for knowledgeable people, so Kurapika felt heavily possessive over you and ultimately decided to rudely dismiss your plans.

• "Oh.. I see.." You mumbled with a slow nod, blinking twice and looking down, "So.. I didn't sound stupid?" You mumbled, looking for his approval, he softly smiles and nods. "Absolutely not. You have a brilliant mind, my dear. How about we start discussing about your plans? I do wish to know more about the details."

༉‧₊˚. End !༉‧₊˚.

Thank you for reading ! This strictly belongs to me / killuakiru and I do not give permission for you to repost on other platforms, thank you !

[yuurei20]

I've been thinking a lot about Jamil's unique magic and his upbringing. And Kalim.

Jamil's spell hurts people until they succumb to him, which makes me wonder if it's tied to how he was raised.

Jamil's parents hit him to make him comply right in front of Kalim, and Kalim’s response in Book 4 was to say, "I'm gonna hit Jamil."

Did Jamil's parents teach those boys that hurting people to make them do what you want is okay? Thoughts on Jamil's parents?

👀！Hello hello, thank you for this question!

It is true that Jamil's unique magic causes his target pain that seems to be beyond his control ("The pain will last as long as you resist") and that Jade's not-dissimilar unique magic has been described as painless, but I am not sure we have ever been given an explanation as to why!

Jamil's parents have been discussed a bit earlier (below), and it is also true that they struck him in front of Kalim to emphasize the importance of doing what Kalim says:

One of the many interesting parts of the flashback is that, while we know that Kalim was standing there and watching as it happened, we do not know what his reaction was:

Is it normal for servants to be hit at Kalim's mansion? Or was he horrified? Is that why he concludes the best way to respond to Jamil in Book 4 is with violence--because that is what he is used to seeing?

If he were horrified one would think he'd never want to see Jamil be hit again, but his response in Book 4 was to want to hit Jamil himself. Maybe he repressed the traumatic memory of what he saw? Did he realize that he was responding to Jamil in the same way that Jamil's parents used to when Jamil disobeyed, and that is why he wasn't able to go through with it, breaking the cycle?

Many questions, and one of many reasons to look forward to the manga adaptation of the Scarabia manga! 🐍 While the manga are not canon to the game, it will be interesting to see what direction they go in with Kalim 🦦

While the potential connection to Jamil's unique magic causing pain until the person obeys him (like his parents did to him?) is also interesting, we cannot say "his unique magic adapted to the environment in which he was raised" is canon without in-game confirmation, and it is all speculation 💦

But interestingly, after reviewing all the unique magics in the game...is Jamil's the only unique magic that intrinsically involves pain? 📝

Deuce's unique magic is designed to cause its target damage, so maybe his as well? 📝 But it is also a defensive form of magic that does not allow him to hurt anyone unless they have already hurt him, first.

In order to compare to Jamil's we might need Ace hitting Deuce with multiple spells until he has stored up enough power to use Bet the Limit, and then aiming Deuce at somebody else, turning him into a human cannon (would that work? 🧐).

While unique magics like Vil's have the potential to cause harm, Vil explicitly says that it can produce positive effects as well--it is not inherently violent beyond his control, like Jamil's.

Leona's can also cause damage by design, but in theory could he also maybe do things like make dried fruits?

Sebek's causes pain when cast, but to himself, as he has yet to fully master it. Ruggie's can cause pain if he wishes but he has the option to choose, where it seems Jamil does not...very interesting to think about!

[acute-crashout-jeyuso]

Enough - Jey Uso x PlusSize!Reader

Author’s Note: I don’t advocate for ED. I believe all woman should love their own body.

babymammas: @spiicii @acknowledge-reigns @cheappop @love4brutality @fearlesschimera @maineventabbey @isabella-2025

Warnings: Muscle!Jey Uso supremacy 💪🏽, plus size!reader love 🍑, body insecurity & ED behavior (handled with care) 🥺, emotional hurt/comfort 🛐, possessive alpha vibes 🔥, praise kink 💬, public bathroom stall sex 🚽, light spanking 🖐🏽, thick thigh worship 🧎🏽‍♀️, creampie💦, “I bench 300” energy 😤, chubby tummy love 🫶🏽, crying during sex 😢, protective & soft dom Jey 🧸, “you mine” said 47 different ways 🗣️, reader cries from being wanted 💔➡️❤️, food as aftercare 🍽️, plus-size worship not skinny shaming ❤️‍🔥, overstimulation ⚡, love you so good you forget the scale 🧠, pussy juice soaked thighs 🧴, happy ending (literally and emotionally) 🛏️✨, room service post-sex king behavior 🛎️, never going hungry again 🍰

You’d never been the kind of girl that turned heads the moment you walked into a room—but Jey? From the moment he saw you, that man zeroed in like you were the only heartbeat in the building.

He was yours long before you ever said the words out loud. The connection was instant. You weren’t his usual type—he’d always been seen with small polished girls who moved like they were born on stage—but he’d chosen you.

He made to love you under the golden glow of a hotel bedroom light in Houston, whispered, “Ain’t nobody else, baby. Just you,” as he thrusted into. He showed you off proudly, even if others whispered. Even if you saw the looks.

With Jey, you felt safe. Cherished. Desired.

He always made sure you knew it.

From the way he pulled you into his lap in private, hands wandering like he couldn’t get enough of you, to the subtle things—like how he always walked on the outside of the sidewalk. How he’d drape his hoodie over you when you got cold on the road. How he always—always—fed you first.

He was sweet. Loud. Territorial. And yours.

Even when things got hectic with tour schedules, he’d kiss you before every flight and fucked you until you melted in his arms.

“Gotta make sure you know who you belong to,” he’d say, cocky grin and that low rumble in his voice that always made your knees weak.

Everything was fine.. until that day..

You had went to catering after a weigh in. It was just a harmless weigh-in just to “see where you’re at,” backstage while messing around with Liv and Rhea. You stepped on the scale and laughed off the blinking number.

255.

You’d said, “Damn, I’m solid as hell.”

They’d laughed with you. So had you.

But now, standing just outside, your laughter felt like a lie.

Because Jey was leaning in toward her. That girl. That skinny girl.

You didn’t even know her name—just that she wrestled on NXT for a bit, and had one of those bodies the internet wouldn’t shut up about. Small waist. Slim arms. Toned ass. Hair always done. Not a single stretch mark in sight. She looked like she floated when she walked.

And she was giggling. Her hand brushed his arm. Jey didn’t move away.

You froze. Your stomach had twisted. You weren’t stupid—Jey flirted sometimes, harmless and teasing. But this? This felt… intentional. His eyes dipped down as she talked, his smirk slow and familiar. The same smirk he gave you the first night he kissed your neck.

You turned before he could catch your expression and headed far away from there.

The locker room had felt like a cave when you stepped inside, quiet and echoing. You stripped down and changed into your travel clothes, the loose hoodie doing little to hide the way your thoughts wrapped around your body like a vice.

130. She was maybe 130.

You were a whole other person in comparison.

By the time Jey walked in, laughing to himself and calling your name, your heart had buried itself somewhere behind your ribs.

“You ready to roll out, mama?”

You nodded. “Yeah.”

He reached for your bag without asking and laced his fingers through yours on the way to the car. It made your chest tighten.

The hotel room smelled like his cologne and your perfume. Jey kicked off his sneakers, pulling his shirt off as he turned to you.

“C’mere,” he said low, a smirk on his lips. “You know I hate sleeping with all these clothes on.”

You hesitated. “I’m… tired, baby.”

His brow ticked, just slightly. “Oh. Aight. That’s fine.”

He slid under the covers with you anyway, curling his arm around your middle like always. It used to make you feel safe. Loved.

But tonight, your brain conjured the image of that girl in his arms—skinny, flawless, the kind of girl Jey was supposed to be with.

Your lip trembled.

And as he held you close, your heart continued to break, mourning a version of you that might have been enough.

—

The next morning, you skipped breakfast. Said your stomach was off from the flight. Jey didn’t question it—just kissed your forehead and said, “Feel better, a’ight?”

You smiled. Lied.

And then you skipped lunch.

The first few days weren’t done on purpose. Not really. You just… didn’t want to feel full. You traded plates for protein shakes. Chewed gum when you felt hungry. Your stomach growled like it hated you, but every time you thought of her—those skinny little arms, the way Jey had looked at her—it fueled you.

You’d weighed yourself again five days in.

247.

The number gave you a rush. A sick sense of control.

By the second week, you were living on caffeine and cucumbers. Jey didn’t notice at first—too busy with flights, matches, promos. You perfected your smile in the mirror, pulling your hoodie tighter to hide the way your clothes started fitting looser. You turned down food with a soft “I already ate.”

He believed you.

But the dizziness was getting harder to time. Your body was off, disoriented, and you felt like complete shit. But you still couldn’t stand the idea wanting him more than he wanted you.

By week three, you started blacking out in the gym. Just for a second—nothing dramatic. Just a brief moment of darkness behind your eyes while running. You ignored it. This is where you also told Liv and Rhea not to say anything to Jey.

The day you stepped on the scale and saw 235, your stomach flipped.

Progress. Proof. Maybe one day you’d be something worth holding on to.

You were dizzy when you got dressed. Your vision blurred just a little when you pulled your jeans over your hips. Still, when Jey knocked on the locker room door, grinning with a bag of takeout in hand, you smiled.

“Got your favorite, baby.”

You blinked, then said: “I’m not hungry.”

At first, he didn’t think much of it.

You were tired… again, you had added. Touring was rough. Travel made your stomach weird. He bought it, because hell—he got burnt out too sometimes.

But by day thirty-three, Jey was restless.

You were off. Not just your smile, or your sleep patterns, or how your curves weren’t filling out your leggings the way they used to—your face had slowly changed. Thinner. Fainter. Unnatural. And the moment you pulled away from his kiss that morning, flinching when his fingers touched your sides?

That’s when the instinct really kicked in.

You weren’t just tired.

You were hurting.

⸻

“Where we going?” you asked as you slid into the passenger seat that same day.

Jey was already gripping the wheel too tight. “Gym.”

You blinked. “I thought it was our day off.”

“You been there three times already this week, right?” he said calmly. “I figure one more couldn’t hurt.”

You stiffened. “You checking up on me?”

“Should I be?”

The question landed like a slap. You turned your face toward the window.

Jey didn’t say anything else. Not until after the gym—after you barely got through your usual reps, after he watched you nearly topple off the treadmill trying to hide how lightheaded you were.

He didn’t speak as he drove you back. Not until the elevator doors shut behind you both at the hotel.

“Mama, look at me.”

You kept your eyes down.

“Look at me.”

You met his gaze—and the worry in it made your throat close.

“You losing weight for you, or for somebody else?”

You stayed quiet.

“You think I ain’t noticed how you been skipping meals? How you ain’t looking right? How you keep duckin’ my touch like I ain’t your fuckin’ man?”

Tears stung your eyes.

“I saw the way you looked that night,” you whispered. “At her.”

Jey stared. “Who?”

“The NXT bitch at catering. The one with the perfect body. The one you were laughing with.”

His brows furrowed.

You looked away again. “She’s, what, 130 pounds? I was 255. Maybe more. And I saw how you—”

Jey didn’t let you finish.

He pushed you gently but firmly against the elevator wall. One palm flat beside your head. His Chanel cologne flooded the small space like wildfire.

“You think I give a fuck about a number?” he growled. “You think that little girl could take my dick the way you do?”

You gasped.

“You think she could touch me like you do? You think she could calm me down after a match? Take my stress, take my love, take my name?”

Your lip trembled.

Jey leaned closer, breath hot on your skin. “We gettin’ this twisted, mama. Real twisted. So now I’ma show you. Right now. Who the fuck you belong to.”

The elevator dinged.

But he didn’t wait to get to the room.

He took your hand and pulled you into the public family bathroom located down where the vending machines were. The door slammed shut behind you. He locked it.

You barely had time to gasp before he was backing you into the handicap stall, exhibiting dominance.

“Bathroom’s fine,” he muttered, mouth at your neck. “You need to be reminded right fuckin’ now. Take off the hoodie,” he said, voice low.

You hesitated.

“Mama.”

You peeled it off, breath catching. Your shirt underneath clung to your figure more than usual—everything was looser now, shapeless in places that used to hug snug.

Jey’s eyes dragged down your frame. He didn’t say anything at first.

Then his jaw clenched.

“You really been starvin’ yourself?”

You swallowed. “I just… needed to feel better. About myself.”

He stepped closer. “You my world. Ain’t no part of you I ain’t already claimed.”

You looked away, but his fingers came under your chin, tilting your face back up.

“You ain’t gotta earn me,” he whispered. “You already got me.”

Your lips parted, but no sound came out.

Then Jey pressed his forehead to yours.

“I know I fucked up,” he murmured. “I know what it looked like. But I swear on everything—I ain’t touched nobody but you. My heart been with you for months. And you wanna take that away from yourself ‘cause some lil thing brushed my arm?”

Tears welled again. “I didn’t know what to think.”

“I’m your man. You ask me.”

“I was scared,” you whispered. “That you’d… want something different.”

Jey growled low in his throat. Not angry at you—but angry at the thought of you suffering in silence. Of you carrying this alone.

Then his hands found your waist.

“Don’t you ever think I’d trade you for somebody smaller, weaker, softer. You mine. All of you. Even the parts you don’t love yet.”

He kissed you then—slow, hot, mouth hungry but not rushing. You melted. Your fingers tangled in his hair. His grip tightened on your hips.

“I’m ‘bout to show you how much I want you,” he breathed into your mouth.

“And I ain’t leavin’ this stall till you believe it.”

Jey kissed you again—deeper this time, more desperate—hands exploring like he’d been starving for weeks. Your back hit the cold metal wall and you gasped, but Jey was already on his knees, dragging your leggings down in one fluid motion, eyes locked on what he wanted most.

“Fuck,” he breathed. “This fat pussy… been mine from the start.”

He was HUNGRY… and you were the prized meal.

He leaned in and pressed a kiss just above your clothed pussy, then tugged your panties down with a quiet, sinful groan.

“You been hidin’ this from me?” he asked, staring up at you from between your thighs like you were divine. “Starvin’ it? Baby, this is sacred.”

Before you could speak, his palm came down in a firm—but not cruel—spank on your ass.

You yelped. The sound bounced off the tile. Your knees buckled.

He chuckled darkly. “There she go.”

Then, with purpose, Jey hooked one of your thighs over his broad shoulder—your leg stretching high, your foot pressed against the cold wall for balance.

He kissed the crease where your thigh met your sacred place. Then again. And again.

“Every inch,” he murmured, dragging his nose along your skin, “is mine.”

His tongue licked a stripe through your pretty folds and you nearly choked on your moan. His beard scratched your inner thighs as he devoured you like a man undone.

You tried to move—overwhelmed—but he tightened his grip and growled, “Uh uh. You gon’ take it. You gon’ feel how much I missed this.”

He lapped at your pussy, slow at first, savoring the taste—your heat peeking through, arousal growing stronger.

“Yeah… you lookin’ like you want it now.”

He sucked your clit into his mouth and your eyes rolled back. Your big thigh trembled over his shoulder. He loved it.

“Don’t you ever shrink for me again, you hear?” he growled against your pussy. “I want everything you got. Always have.”

And then he went in completely, tongue fucking, lips messy, fingers spreading you open so he could bury himself deeper, groaning like you were his only meal on earth.

Your moans bounced off the tile walls, raw and breathless. Jey didn’t slow down—not even when your leg trembled hard over his shoulder, not even when your fingers dug into his scalp like you were holding on for dear life.

He groaned into your pussy, the sound vibrating through you. Loving the way your body reacted to him. Needy. Dripping. Desperate.

“You love this shit, huh?” he murmured, licking a slow, wet circle around your clit. “Ain’t nothin’ you love more than gettin’ fucked and creampied..”

You gasped, hips jolting forward.

“But if you had your way…” he paused to press a filthy kiss to your inner thigh, then looked up at you, eyes dark and hazy, “you’d have me on my knees every day, eatin’ this fat pussy till I couldn’t breathe.”

You whimpered.

He grinned, lips wet, grill gleaming, beard shining. “Yeah, I know. This sweet ass pussy…” He flattened his tongue and dragged it slow. “Got me addicted. Got me starvin’.”

He dipped his tongue inside you again—deeper, hungrier. His nose bumped your clit with every thrust of his tongue, every messy suck, and the tension in your gut wound tighter and tighter until your vision blurred.

Jey reached up and cupped your belly with one hand. Held it like it was his. Squeezed it gently.

“I love all this,” he groaned. “Love watchin’ it jiggle when you ride me. Love holdin’ it while I fill you up. Don’t you ever fuckin’ starve again.”

Your orgasm hit you fast—shaking, uncontrollable, your moan sharp as you flooded his tongue. Your thigh clamped around his head, and he moaned like it turned him on more than anything he’d ever tasted.

He didn’t stop.

Not even when your body twitched in overstimulation. Not even when you whispered his name at each thrust of his tongue.

And when you came… shit when you came… it only drove Jey more to prove where his heart truly resided..

You were still catching your breath when he stood, juices coating his chin, his lips swollen from worship.

He leaned in and kissed you hard—tongue tasting your own sweetness, hand gripping your ass like he’d never let go.

Then his hands slid under both thighs.

You tensed. “No—don’t. Just bend me over, it’s okay.”

His brow lifted. “No, baby. I want you up.”

You shook your head, breath shaky. “Jey, I’m too—”

“Too what?”

You hesitated.

“Too fat..” you whispered.

He paused, then laughed—dark and low—before he kissed your neck.

“Baby…” he murmured against your skin. “You forget?”

You blinked. “Forget what?”

He leaned back just enough to meet your eyes, his grin slow and cocky.

“I been workin’ with Bron and Rhea lately. Lifting heavy. You know what I bench now?”

You shook your head, breath caught in your throat.

“Three hundred.”

Your eyes widened.

Before you could protest again, he lifted you—effortlessly. Like you weighed nothing. Like your thighs weren’t thick and trembling. Like your ass wasn’t soft and full in his hands.

You gasped, arms flying around his shoulders. “Jey—”

“Shhh,” he whispered, cock pressed right at your entrance. “You feel that?”

You nodded, barely able to speak.

“That’s all yours. That’s your man about to take his pussy.”

And with one sharp thrust, he buried himself inside you.

You cried out, head falling back against the stall wall as he filled you—plentiful, deep, asserting every inch like he’d been waiting weeks to do it.

“Fuuuck,” Jey groaned, forehead pressed to yours. “This pussy knew I was comin’ back. So damn tight.”

You whimpered as he rolled his hips, hard and deep.

“You hear that?” he growled. “Hear how wet you are for me? How your pussy suckin’ me in?”

Your walls clenched around him.

“That’s right,” he whispered, kissing your lips, your cheeks, your jaw. “This pussy ain’t just mine. It missed me.”

Then he started thrusting in earnest—punishing strokes. Each one, even though you couldn’t believe it, deeper than the last.

“Say it,” he groaned. “Say who this pussy belongs to.”

“Y-you,” you gasped. “Baby, it’s yours.”

He kissed you again, moaning into your mouth. “Damn right.”

It went out long enough for you to get the hint that you were quite literally his in every way shape and form. You were still trembling—lips swollen, body coated with sweat and arousal—when Jey pulled out slow, breathing hard.

But his cock was still hard. Still throbbing.

He looked at you like a man starved. “We ain’t done.”

Your heart stuttered. “Jey—”

He turned you around gently, pressing your front to the cold stall door. You gasped at the contrast, skin tingling. Then he slid his hand between your legs, brushing your soaked folds, spreading your pussy, the tiny hole immediately started shrinking as it pulsated.

“Still so wet for me,” he murmured. “Still open. Still mine.”

You moaned into your arm as he pressed back in—one slow, deep stroke that knocked the breath right out of you. This time was different. Less teasing. More need.

He gripped your hips tight, angling you just right, and started moving. No showmanship. No talk.

Just fucking.

Your fingers clawed the metal wall, your forehead resting against the door as he pumped into you—unhurried at first, then harder, more intentional. The slap of skin filled the stall again, this time louder, wetter. Filthier.

You looked back at him once, and the look on his face—pure hunger, worship, possession—nearly undid you.

“You feel that?” he growled, pace quickening. “You feel how deep I get?”

You nodded, gasping.

“You think skinny could take all this dick?” he snarled. “Nah. Only you. Only this beautiful woman that I love so fuckin’ much.”

Your orgasm started climbing—faster this time. The pressure building right behind your navel, your toes curling in your sneakers.

“Jey—” you cried. “I’m—I can’t—”

“You will. Cum with me,” he groaned, voice breaking. “Cum with me, mama. Let me fill you up.”

Your body obeyed. Everything tightened, clenched, burned as the orgasm ripped through you like wildfire—and Jey followed instantly, hips snapping deep, cock twitching as he came with an animalistic groan that said my pussy.

“Fuuuuuck,” he hissed, holding you as close as he could. “There it is. That’s my baby. That’s mine.”

You could feel it—the gooey sensation , the release, his cum flooding your body.

For a moment, the world stopped.

No thoughts. Just your man. His breath against your shoulder. The subtle essence of his body as he rested his forehead on your back, still buried deep.

Then, with a kiss to your shoulder, he pulled out gently.

You whimpered at the loss.

He helped you turn and kissed you one last time, more compassionate. The kind of kiss that stitched everything broken inside you back together.

Then he leaned his forehead to yours, grinning a little as he caught his breath.

“Now…” he whispered, brushing your hair from your face, “let’s go get some room service.”

You blinked.

He kissed the tip of your nose.

“From now on the only things you gonna be is Spoiled. Stuffed and Loved.”

You laughed—quiet and full of emotions.

And when he helped you fix your clothes, still weak-kneed and sticky between your thighs, you felt something you hadn’t felt in weeks:

Enough.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

What do you think of the back of Malleus' new outfit? The bare back and the spikes on his back?

As I mentioned in this post, I find exposed skin on Malleus to be a weird look since he's usually pretty covered up. With his clothes being as dark as they are and his skin being so pale... it especially stands out.

Maybe this is because I've personally never been into dragons (no shame to those who are!) but the back looks... slightly uncomfortable to me? Like, the longer I look at it, the more I squirm. I think it's the cracks on his skin at the base of the spines; it makes me imagine that they pierced his flesh while growing, and that just freaks me out to think about. It's nice to see more of his monster-y features come out after like 5 years though. I'll have to focus on the silver chain + green gems swooshing around him and the long sleeves to keep my mind off of the spines 💦

Going to assume you're talking about one of Malleus's voice lines in his Ruler of the Abyss SSR? The line being referenced is basically:

“Trampling on the tremendous effort required to hatch me is a grave crime indeed. You doddering old fools of the senate... How shall I punish you?"

This is a sentiment that Malleus previously expressed after Lilia woke up in book 7, albeit in OB at the time. "How dare those doddering old fools in the senate treat you that way..." (Yes, I borrowed the "doddering old fools" line to repeat in the voice line translation above.) In any case, it seems that Malleus's anger persists, even once he is restored to his usual self.

He doesn't go into further detail about what exactly he plans to do, and it's not really clear if this would even be canonized in the main story (a main story that, mind you, doesn't exactly commit to many long-term consequences). I'd imagine it's probably not something Malleus is in a position to do right now considering that 1) he's not the ruling sovereign yet; his grandma would likely have some say and 2) the political circumstances might be a little precarious, seeing as Briar Valley got into some heat for its crown prince posing a threat to Twisted Wonderland. Now honestly might not be a great time for another big shakeup in BV politics (but hey, when has Malleus been the patient type 😅).

[jude-duarte-wannabe]

one order to be served by lewis carl davidson hamilton please!! oaty slice, english muffin, apple turnover and croissant with a side of tea, cider and pina colada 😁😁 reader is working remotely and having an online meeting but lewis is dying to eat her out and just do it while she was in the meeting 🥵💦

irresistible

order up!

hi lovely thanks for the request, i think this may be my longest story yet, i have been dying to write this and get back to writing after being gone so long, i hate promising to post and then not being able to cause of work, sorry for the late reply <3 your requested prompts will be bolded

pairing; husband lewis hamilton x female wife reader

blurb; working from home while trying to hide the fact that your married and pregnant is hard when your husband can't keep is hands to himself, he's just lucky you love him aka lewis eats his wife out while she's on a zoom call

warnings; oral fem!receiving, thigh kisses, belly kisses, semi public sex, body worship, pregnancy kink. [let me know if i missed anything]

tea; semi public sex cider; body worship pina colada; pregnancy oaty slice; "you smell like me" english muffin; "i could die between these legs" apple turnover; "can you keep it down in there" changed to "can you keep it down under there" croissant; "don't you dare"

words; 3.1k

currently playing; hands to myself by selena gomez "can't keep my hands to myself, no matter how hard i'm trying to"

"oh god dammit, boba no!" you scolded your two year old calico who sat on the stool next to your laptop, swatting at the screensaver you had set, picking her up you stepped out of the little home studio you'd made for yourself during the covid days.

"lew!" you called out waiting for an answer but after not getting one, you wandered down the hall and into the living room, as you carried boba into the living room, she squirmed in your arms, clearly displeased at being removed from her new favorite perch, you sighed, scratching behind her ears to relax her "i know, i know the pretty lights are fun, but mommy needs to work."

as you entered the living room, you noticed lewis sprawled out on the couch, completely engrossed in whatever he was watching on his phone. you rolled your eyes fondly, a soft smile decorating your face as you realized why he hadn't answered your call.

"lew..." still no response as his eyes remained trained on his phone "lewis hamilton" you scolded and that caught his attention immediately, looking up at you with soft eyes as he dropped his phone.

"am i in trouble.." he gulped, looking sheepish as he responded.

"not yet," you said, your tone softening as you took in his worried expression. "but you will be if you don't start paying attention."

you merely dropped boba onto his lap and crossed your arms over your chest "please keep her out of my studio... the album is due at the end of the month and i still have three songs to finish" you groaned.

he nodded numbly which made you feel guilty for scolding him over something so silly and so you lent down and placed little kisses against his lips "i'm sorry i called you lewis" you mumbled as your thumb gently traced over his cheek. "you'll always be my lew"

you left him on the sofa, shuffling to the kitchen to retrieve a bottle of water from the fridge but before you could move and return to your studio, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist, cradling your pregnant belly lightly.

"you smell like me bub" lewis mumbled into the skin of your neck, which sent shivers zipping up and down your spine.

you leaned back into his embrace, savoring the warmth of his body against yours. a soft smile played on your lips as you placed your hands over his, intertwining your fingers.

"i should hope so," you murmured, turning your head slightly to catch his eye, resting it on his shoulder. "i've been wearing your sweater all day."

he chuckled softly, his breath warm against your hair. "i noticed," he said, his arm tightening around you. "it looks incredible on you."

"well i unfortunately have to take it off soon" you groaned "stupid zoom meeting with my producer"

lewis sighed, running his fingers over your bump, the soft fabric of his over sized sweater rubbing on your skin gently. "can't you just keep it on for the meeting?" he asked, already knowing the answer.

you shook your head, a wry smile playing at the corners of your mouth. "not unless i want to explain to my producer why i'm wearing 'the' lewis hamilton's sweater" you giggled.

lewis chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "but i'd love to see see his reaction." his voice dropped into a whisper, your producer had always been flirty with you mainly because he thought you were single and lewis hated it.

you playfully swatted his arm, trying to ignore the flutter in your stomach at his proximity and tone of voice. "that's horrible lew"

"i hate the way he flirts with you, your mine" he growled against the skin of your neck, goosebumps rising on your skin. "and this proves it" his finger ran over the cold metal of your wedding band.

"your lucky i love you lew, your so possessive and you and i both know you like keeping this private, i like it being just us" you giggled, removing yourself from his grip, pulling his sweater up and over your head, placing it on the counter.

you stood on your tippy toes to peck his lips "love you, i should go" and with that you made your way back to your studio, almost waddling due to the size of your belly.

as you walked, lewis couldn't help but admire you in your white floral maternity dress, he couldn't stop the butterflies from fluttering in his belly or resist the surge of desire that simmered within him.

lewis had always found you irresistible but now that you were pregnant he could hardly ever keep his hands to himself anymore, working on your newest album was the only break you got from his ever wandering hands.

but unfortunately for you, it seemed that not even that would be enough to stop lewis anymore, he made his way to your home studio, feet padding on the hardwood floors as he went.

you wouldn't have even known that lewis was there, leaning against the door-frame had he not accidentally bumped the door causing the hinges to squeak.

"what are you doing lew" you mumbled, taking your seat in front of your mic, lewis didn't answer your question, he merely wandered over and dropped to his knees in front of you.

his head rested in your lap, hands holding your hips as he placed kisses to your swollen belly, each of them filled with love and a gentleness that only lewis had ever shown you, it was part of the reason you'd fallen for him.

"want to taste you bub" his words were mumbled but you understood him well enough, you shook your head "don't you dare even think about it" you softly scolded, hand cupping his cheek.

but lewis wasn't in the mood to listen, he wanted to taste you and he had to do it now, the desire simmering within him was pushing him to do so, you were beautiful and he just couldn't get enough of you.

his hands trailed up your thighs, his touch feather light and making a pool of desire simmer in your own belly or was that just the baby getting hungry again, most likely the latter you thought as a giggle escaped your soft lips.

"why do i even bother" you murmured as his fingers started pulling at the band of your panties, eager to get them off and thrown into the nearest corner as soon as humanly possible.

you lifted your hips knowing if you didn't that lewis would simply rip them off you and you couldn't afford to be down yet another pair of panties all because your husband couldn't keep his hands to himself.

you watched as his head disappeared under the skirts of your dress, hands gently parting your thighs to get a better look at your dripping cunt, the way this man could affect you so easily.

he nuzzled against the soft skin of your thigh, you started to get lost in the feeling when the facetime ringtone rang out through the room causing you to jump in your seat, you were so distracted by your god of a husband that you'd basically forgotten you were meant to be facetiming your producer.

"can you keep it down under there" you asked lewis and when he hummed against your skin, you trusted him, bad choice might i say and adjusted your laptop so that both lewis and your belly were out of view before clicking 'accept call'.

"there's the star i know and love" your producer; thomas's voice rang out, you glanced at the screen and smiled as best you could, with lewis currently between your legs, the last thing you wanted to be doing right now was talking to thomas.

"hey tom" you mumbled, voice quiet in order to keep yourself from moaning as lewis kissed at your thighs, slowly inching his way towards your dripping wet cunt with every kiss.

thomas began to ramble about the new album and the last three songs that were needed and while you tried your best to listen, your focus was quickly pulled away from the computer screen and was put into staying quiet when lewis's tongue licked your cunt from bottom to top, nibbling on your clit which he knew would make you squirm.

you nibbled on your bottom lip, struggling to keep your composure as lewis worked his magic between your thighs. you could have sworn you could taste the metallic tang of blood from how hard you were gnawing on your bottom lip in that moment.

thomas's voice began to fade into a distant buzz in your ears. your fingers gripped at the arms of your chair, knuckles turning white as you fought the urge to moan.

lewis's hands gripped your hips firmly, holding you in place as he continued his relentless assault on your senses. the thrill of potentially being caught only heightened your arousal. you could feel yourself getting wetter by the second, your body betraying your attempts to appear normal.

"taste so good" you heard lewis's mumbled voice and if you weren't so focused on trying to remain quiet and not draw attention to what was really going on, on your side of the screen you would've smacked him round the head.

thomas's face on the screen remained oblivious, still chattering away about chord progressions and potential guest artists. "what about olivia, we've been wanting to work together for awhile" you suggested when you managed to calm yourself enough to speak, your suggestion set thomas off on another tangent.

'good' you thought, that should hopefully keep him distracted for a while but you were once again pulled from your thoughts when lewis's tongue swirled around your most sensitive spots, making your thighs tremble around his head.

you were struggling to maintain your composure as lewis continued his ministrations. thomas's voice once again fading into a distant buzz as pleasure coursed through your body.

"that's actually a great idea," you managed to catch thomas say. "maybe we could arrange a writing session next week?" he suggested to which you merely nodded in return.

lewis's hands tightened on your thighs, pulling you closer to the edge of your chair, the new angle sent a jolt of electricity up your spine, and you had to disguise the gasp that escaped you as a cough.

"everything okay?" thomas asked, his brow furrowing with concern, he was always concerned when it came to you, sometimes a little too much for lewis's liking.

"peachy" you squeaked, perhaps a bit too enthusiastically. "just recovering from a bit of a dry throat" you lied, reaching for your water bottle to make it seem real.

lewis's hands tightened on your thighs, he was going to leave bruises that was for sure but knowing your husband as well as you did, he would also make sure to kiss them better because he hated hurting you, even when you insisted you were fine.

you knew you were completely fucked however the moment you felt lewis's tongue slip inside your cunt, desperate to taste every bit of you that he could.

your breath caught in your throat as lewis's tongue explored you hungrily. every flick and swirl sending shock waves of pleasure radiating through your body, your hips began to involuntarily move against his face the best they could with your rounded swollen belly in the way, thank god it was still hidden from the cameras view.

"oh god, bub" you moaned softly, your head thrown back in ecstasy.

he growled quietly in response, the vibrations only intensifying the sensations you were currently feeling. lewis's strong hands gripped your thighs, holding you open as he devoured you with single-minded focus, you were his top priority in this moment and his focus would remain entirely on you, until you tipped over the edge of your release.

wave after wave of bliss washed over you as lewis worked you expertly with his mouth, you could feel yourself getting close, teetering on the edge of release, just a little more...

"ah y/n, you still with me" holy fuck!, you'd completely forgotten about your producer currently working on a melody on his side of the computer screen, thomas was the most oblivius man you'd ever known and today it was working in your favor.

the fact that he somehow hadn't noticed what was going on almost made you laugh, you bit your lip hard to stop yet another soft moan from slipping past your lips and despite everything that was happening, you somehow managed to croak out a reply to thomas.

"y-yeah, just concentrating," you stammered, struggling to keep your voice steady, thomas nodded absentmindedly, completely focused on the track he was currently mixing. "what do you think of this bassline?" he asked, pressing play.

a pulsing beat filled the room, providing the perfect cover as lewis picked up his efforts, he wanted thomas to know what was going on but you were not about to let that happen, not on your watch.

"it's good," you gasped out "maybe try... ah speeding it up a bit?"

as thomas began to fiddle with the tempo, you felt yourself rapidly approaching the point of no return, lewis's skilled tongue was soon joined by his equally skilled fingers slipping inside your tight hot cunt as his mouth started to suck and nibble on your clit.

all the emotions and sensations that you were feeling was making your head dizzy, you wanted to end the call with thomas right then and there so that you could focus on lewis and lewis alone but you knew that, that wasn't about to happen unfortunately.

as lewis's movements intensified, you were struggling to maintain your composure, your breath quickened as you fingers tangled in the fabric of your dress skirt and hiked it up and around your hips.

as you did lewis looked up at you with mischievous eyes, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on you, his fingers curled inside you, finding that pleasurable spongy spot inside you as his tongue flicked rapidly over your sensitive bud, you swore you could feel lewis smile agaisnt you.

"is everything alright?" thomas asked, finally beginning to notice how quiet you were being on this call compared to all the other video calls you'd shared over these past few months.

"ah.. actually no" you stammered out. "i think i might be coming down with something" you lied to thomas for a second time today.

lewis increased his pace, determined to push you over the edge, you weren't sure how much longer you were going to be able to hold on.

your breath hitched as you tried to maintain your composure, thomas's concerned voice crackled through the phone, "do you need to rest? we can talk later if you're not feeling well."

"n-no, it's okay," you managed to mutter, lewis's fingers dug into your thighs, his tongue and finger's relentless rhythm threatening to unravel you completely.

"are you sure?" thomas pressed, clearly unconvinced. "you sound... strange." panic fluttered in your chest. you couldn't let him suspect what was really happening. "i'm fine, really," you insisted, your voice strained. "just a bit of a headache." you reached for your water once more.

lewis pulled away from your cunt, his fingers slipping out of your warm cunt as well, his breath was hot against the skin of your thighs as he whispered, "tell him you have to go” oh how you prayed thomas hadn't heard that.

you felt a shiver run down your spine at lewis's command. your mind raced, torn between the overwhelming sensations that your husband was making you feel and the need to stay on the video call with thomas and finish the album.

"actually," you gasped out, "i think i might need to lie down for a bit." you had caved, mind you with a husband like lewis, who wouldn't cave when asked.

"of course," thomas replied, his voice laced with genuine concern for you "get some rest. we can catch up tomorrow."

"thanks," you whispered, your finger moved the cursor so it was hovering over the end call button. "i'll text you later." as soon as the call disconnected, a low moan escaped your lips.

lewis looked up at you again "good girl," he murmured, his voice husky with desire for you, his beautiful wife. "now, let me hear you properly."

you finally allowed you restraint crumble and you cried out, no longer having to hide the pleasure coursing through your body. "your a fucking menace lew" you scolded your husband as he went back to work, tongue flicking across your clit with renewed fervor.

lewis chuckled against your sensitive core, the vibrations sending shock waves of pleasure through you once more, his strong hands which you loved oh so much gripped at your thighs, holding you in place as you writhed in your seat.

"you love it," he murmured "no i love you" you replied, fingers tangling in with his twisted braids "my handsome handsome husband"

"don't you dare stop," you gasped, your voice hoarse with need, lewis redoubled his efforts, alternating between gentle licks and firm pressure, he slid two fingers inside you, curling them just so and that's when you saw stars, your back arched as waves of ecstasy washed over you

"that's it, baby," lewis encouraged, your body trembled as he guided you through the aftershocks of your orgasm, his touch now feather-light and teasing, when your breathing finally steadied, he kissed a trail up your body paying special attention to your bump before capturing your lips in a searing kiss, you swore you could taste yourself on his tongue.

"you're so beautiful when you come undone," he murmured pulling away his voice low and husky, his hands rubbed at your thighs soothingly "i could die between these legs" he chuckled.

"i am so going to write a song about this" you teased with a giggle, hand cupping his cheek as you stared into the brown eyes you loved so much, that could be a pretty could be an interesting way to announce your relationship you thought.

he leaned into your touch, a soft smile playing on his lips. "oh yeah? what's it gonna be called?" he asked, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on your skin.

"hmm," you pondered, pretending to think hard. "how about 'the ballad of lewis's talented tongue'?" you joked.

lewis could help but burst out in laughter, burying his face in your neck, "cheeky," he mumbled against your skin, pressing a soft kiss there. "i like it though but i might have to fight you for the rights to it."

you ran your thumb across his cheek, reveling in the intimacy of the moment. "we could always collaborate," you suggested, your voice softening. "i think we would make beautiful music together."

lewis lifted his head, meeting your gaze with a tender look that made your heart skip. "we already do, love,"

[arisewanekosuki]

Together Forever (Doll!Kabukimono x F!Reader) (Modern AU)

Photo by ShiNesWorkshop on etsy Ah~ I wish I could buy a doll like this, they are so pretty TvT

Also this is something I wrote last year… but because of what happened back then I couldn't correct some things and post it. But now I want to let it go. So sorry if it's not good. Back then I was in mood for something more creepy 👀💦 The ending is up to your interpretation. ------ In your neighbourhood there is an abandoned house to which your friends wanted to go. That day you didn't have anything better to do, so you tagged along. And you have been curious about the building that was left in this state for some years now. You would hear some rumors, claiming that the house is haunted, that the last inhabitant died in unexplained circumstances. But now you know the truth.

In the past there lived two beautiful sisters, you vaguely remember them. But one day both of them vanished. You learned from your parents that one of the sisters died in an accident and the other one became depressed, because of that she never wanted to come out from her house. Till one day her good friends came and convinced her to move out with them, they knew she didn't have any family left and didn't want to leave her in such state alone. Back then you were too young to know what happened, but not long ago you asked your parents about it and they told you the whole story. The only thing that nobody knows is why the house wasn't sold yet and stood abandoned for years.

Your group decided to go check the house before night falls. One of the friends checked if any neighbors were outside or looking through the window. Many people think it's not good to just barge into the house, maybe they didn’t want some hooligans to ruin it or steal from it. It is said that she left some furniture and other stuff, maybe this is why some neighbours think there is a chance that one day she will come back. The back door was open, it seems someone already broke into the house. You and your friends got excited while coming one by one into the house. -"What if we will see ghosts?" one of the guys said while looking through dusty furniture. -"Is this why you took the camera with you?" another guy asked with a deadpan expression. -"Yeah! Okay… how about we split up? The house is pretty big." You weren't a fan of this idea but most of the group was already deciding which room they wanted to check.

After some time while you were checking the second floor you heard some noise coming from above you. When you stopped to listen to it, it sounded like someone was crying. Looking up you noticed the door leading to the attic. -"G-guys? Can you all come here?" After that everyone came to where you were standing "Can you all hear that?" Everyone was silent. The noise stopped. -"Nope. What did you hear?" One friend asked. -"It's… it's like someone was crying… I think? I'm not sure…" you said with worry written on your face. -"Well… how about we check it out?" the same friend with a camera said with a big smile. "O! Look! I can open the door with this!" He took the attic pull down hook and opened the door. The ladder appeared and your group was looking up. -"So.. who is going first?" Nobody wanted so you all played rock, paper, scissors. And you lost. You went up, looking around you only saw more dusty furniture and things, forgotten by the world. You call your friends and they get up one after another. -"Eh… I thought there would be something… I don't know… maybe even a corpse." -"Oh shut up… I think we all should leave now…" one of the girls said, not liking the idea of staying here longer. -"No way! I think we can find something interesting here!" while your two friends were arguing you came closer to the fancy box that caught your attention. You blew dust away and opened it, finding a beautiful doll. -“What did you find (Y/n)?” one of the girls asked. -“A doll? So creepy~” Your friend with a camera came, filming it. -“Hm? Why? I think it’s really pretty!” you told them, caressing the head of the doll. -“Hey, guys… don’t you think this doll looks very similar to the ladies that lived here?” the girl that wanted to leave came closer, taking a look at the doll -“Yeah and it looks like a boy? Did any of them have a child?” another guy said. -“I don’t think so? It’s been a while but I never saw any child with them…” you replied. You all tried to remember anything if one of the twins had a child. -“I only remember the girl that was a bit older than us back then with pink hair…” the other friend said. -“Oh I remember her!” You remembered the girl that was a child of one of the close friends to the twins. “Her name was Miko!” you said. There was silence between you and your friends. After some time one of the guys said, -“Do you think she had a child that died too?” -“Would she leave this doll here then?” You asked. -“She was in a bad state of mind right? If she lost a child and then a sister…” -“Alright, stop it! It’s just sad to even listen to this!” one of the girls said. You looked at the doll, you felt sad for it, lying in this box, abandoned and forgotten. -“(Y/n)? What are you doing?” one of the friends asked. You put the doll into the box, close it and take it with yourself. -“We promised to not take anything from here!” -“I know! But… I don’t know why, I feel bad for it! If the lady ever comes back then I’ll give this doll back to her!” you said, your friends seem confused, why do you want to even take this creepy thing with you? -“Alright, just don’t tell anyone that you took this from here.” One of friends said. -“Don’t worry, I won’t!” you said, smiling to yourself.

When you came back home you took the doll from the box. -“Aren’t you a pretty one?” you said looking at it in your hands. Because it was in the box, the doll is in good condition, a bit dusty but you can clean it. The doll reminded you of those ball jointed ones. You tried to search if this doll is available for buying, curious if one of the twins bought it because it looked similar to them. But you didn’t find anything. You were wondering if one of them made the doll. -“So much work went into making you… why would she leave you in the attic?” you started to brush its hair. Talking aloud like it could hear you. You realized you can take the clothes off from the doll, so you did it. You covered the doll in a rag so it wouldn’t sit ‘naked’, while you went to wash its clothes. -”I’m sorry, your clothes are drying, so you have to stay like this for now.” You petted the doll head. -“I wonder if you have a name…hm…” you said, looking at the doll. You feel mesmerized by its pretty face and lovely indigo eyes. For the next few days you would take photos of the doll, it made you want to buy more clothes for it but after seeing the prices for clothes made especially for dolls like this, you decided that you would rather try to make ones yourself.

When you would do your homework, study or just play games you would place the doll on your lap, for some reason it brought you some comfort when you held it close. This was very childish and you know it, but you couldn’t help but still do that. You even made a little pillow and cover and changed its box into the bed for it. At first you wanted to place the doll by your side when you were going to sleep, but you got worried that you could damage it or even throw it from the bed while you move in your sleep. There were some weird incidents. Like one time you came back from school and found that your PC was turned on and your doll was sitting in front of the monitor. When you get busy doing homework there are moments where the doll would fall face down. No matter how you place it will still fall. you started to joke that it just wants your attention back. One time you woke up to be greeted by lifeless eyes of the doll that was lying by your side. You were creeped out but tried to explain to yourself that you somehow forgot to put it back in its own ‘bed’.

You’d always leave the doll at home when you went to school, more worried that it could be damaged or lost, than what other people would think about you. Yet one time, in your first class, when you opened your backpack to take your notebook the first thing you saw was a doll between books and notes. Your friends with whom you went to the abandoned house would make jokes that the doll is possessed, not taking anything seriously that you said. You were scared, but because of them you tried to convince yourself that there is an explanation for all of this. After all, it’s impossible for the doll to be 'alive', right?

When you came back home, you were watching it intensely, to see if it would blink or even move a little bit. You had the urge to even say to it “Blink if you’re alive” but the thought of what you would do, if it really blinked, scared you. After 5 minutes of staring, you sighed. -“There should be some explanations for all this stuff…” You decided to ‘take a break’ from the doll, for the next few days you just left it in the box, you didn’t take any photos of it, you didn’t hold it when you were watching movies. You didn't even brush its hair. And one night when you were sleeping you woke up to the feeling of someone sitting on the edge of your bed. You couldn’t move, even if you wanted to turn around and see who was sitting here. Then you felt someone caressing your hair, you could feel someone’s breath on your ear and then you heard

“Let’s be together forever.”

You turned around, finally able to control your body again, but there wasn’t anyone there. On the desk you could see the doll, sitting in the box, its head turned towards you. You couldn’t take this anymore and for the night you closed the box and put it in your wardrobe, but you didn’t fall asleep for another two hours. In the morning, you were woken up by an alarm, turning it off you noticed the box on the desk. Getting up you approached the box, the doll was lying in it. You wondered if what happened at night was just a dream. While getting ready to school you didn’t notice the door to your wardrobe was slightly open.

After you came back home, you noticed a note on the dinner table. Something happened to grandma and your parents left to see how serious the situation is. You called them, asking how grandma is and they told you that everything is fine, but they will stay at grandma’s place for the weekend to help her around the house. You didn’t like the idea of staying home alone now. You called your girl friends to ask them if they would like to come for a sleepover. But sadly everyone already had plans for the weekend. -“Just my luck…” you sighed. You spend the rest of the day in the living room, watching dramas and some movies, too lazy to do your homework. At some point you felt your eyelids getting heavier. You're not sure why, but when you woke up, you felt like something was wrong. The drama was continuing on your TV, you looked at the clock and saw that it's 22.33. You yawned and then looked around the room, but nothing changed. You tried to brush off this uncomfortable feeling and you turned the TV off.

And then you heard it. Thump thump thump You heard someone walking around the house. "Did someone break in?" You were wondering. The sound stopped at the entrance to the living room. You held your breath and slowly turned towards the entrance. In the doorway, there stood the doll. You felt like your heart was going to stop. You couldn’t even make any noise from the fear. 'How is it possible? Is this some kind of prank?' Those questions swarmed in your head. There is no way for a small doll to make such noises while walking anyway. When you blinked the doll was closer to where you were sitting. You got up from the couch and ran towards the exit. But before you could reach it you fell, you could feel a cold hand holding your ankle. “Why are you running? Don’t you even dare try to leave me too…” You heard a soft, male voice. You turned your head to look at what was holding you. It was the little hand of the doll, its eyes were filled with life, the face normally always without any expression was now smiling. “I love you.” And with that, you blacked out.

Sunday evening, your parents came back home. Your mother called for you but you didn’t reply. Going to your room, your mother found you laying in bed. She thought that you just called it a day and went to sleep earlier. If she came closer she would see you holding a doll close to your chest, its little hands clutching to your clothes while its head turned to your face. Its beautiful eyes were filled with adoration.

[ratwithhands]

I'm astounded by how many people were interested in the magical boy AU! So sorry for not updating on it, I really didn't think it was that interesting 👁👁💦

This is Emmet's warped uniform, essentially what his fighting form looks like after his soul stones lose sight of Ingo and attempt to work alone. To compensate for not having a battle partner, his weapons and attacks have gotten more aggressive to deal the damage he'd usually get as a pair. His clothes have also lost much of their brightness and charm, getting tattered and shredded, reflecting his own outlook on things trying to fight Team Plasma alone while maintaining his normal routine.

This was fun to sketch! I had a lot of fun with Emmet's coat (especially the coattails!), having it white on the outside and black on the inside added a contrasting backdrop for his body. The torn edges were cool too, I was trying to think of how I could make him look more malicious/unwelcoming and immediately thought back to Princess Kraehe, which is where the wing shape idea came from.

I drew Ingo's warped form several months ago, but now that I finished Emmet, I have to redo him 💀 He actually had two, since his were based on the level of his amnesia. His first one retains much more of his original uniform, morphed to match the clothing of the people around him, but his second one is a completely different outfit, the result of him relating more to his new roles and disconnecting from his past. These sketches are butt ugly since they were meant for drafting, but I'll post them now or they're going forever

The weapons used are a naginata and ōdachi, I might pick different ones later but they felt solid at the time. Hopefully he will be more fabulous after a rework ^^*

[badkitty3000]

The hottest Five pic/gif according to you?

For me, that's like asking to pick a favorite donut from an entire, delicious bakery (I fucking LOVE donuts!). It's just impossible. So here is a small collection of hot pics and gifs of that sexy, teleporting, ex-assassin that I think we can all collectively agree is fine as hell. In no particular order:

The way he's sitting and his face are just... ugh! 🔥🔥

I couldn't find a gif, but the whole "stripping off your jacket and tie" business... hell yeah!

I've posted about this one before, but again, it's the way he's sitting and his expression. I really want to crawl onto his lap and do so many things to this man

Ok, these two go together because any time he's got his hands in his pockets and doing his slutty little suit walk, I make involuntary moaning noises

I hated season four with the passion of a thousand fiery suns, but damn, I can't resist that face

Back to season three. He just exudes cocky asshole here and I love it so much

His profile and the hair hanging in his face while being all serious. Perfection

In the interest of not making this an entire post of every single Five pic out there, I will end this here. But truthfully, any photo/gif of him is pure art and I will never get tired of looking at them

Bonus Images: We're all thinking it, right? I don't have to say it? 🥴💦