#rei is okay 🙃

[a-walking-fandom-reference]

we are going out of town this weekend and my sisters friends are coming and so i’m gonna be the 5th wheel and my sister is not happy that i’m hyperfixating on bear in the big blue house atm because she does not want me to talk about it

[lesbianpepsi]

is this love?

pairing: Vada Cavell x fem!reader

summary: reader goes on Vada's laptop and finds something very interesting on it

words: 2.204k

warnings: mentions of sex, light swearing, bad writing, let me know if there's anything else

authors note: this is my first time writing for Vada so if she seems OOC i'm sorry💀

vada (1:31am) wher r u? 

me (1:33am): at home...? 

vada (1:33am): cum over 2 watch a movie 🙃🙃

vada (1:33am): come* lol

vada (1:33am): cum 👉👌

me (1:34am): hilarious. why do you want me over vads?

vada (1:36am): bord and snakish 

me (1:36am): it's half one in the morning

vada (1:36am): pls:( not evn for ur wife???💔

me (1:38am): what snacks do you want me to bring?

vada (1:38am): :D

vada (1:38am): takis, that choalet u like, waterlemon siur patch kid 

me (1:39am): okay, i'll be over in a few 

vada (1:39am): tyty

me (1:39am): 🙄🖤

vada (1:40am): 🤭🤭

You shook your head in amusement as you shoved your foot into your vans, soon after shoving your phone into the baggy hoodie you owned. 

Of course only for Vada -your girlfriend- you'd sneak out in the middle of the night to bring snacks and to watch movies.

The chokehold that girl had on you was beyond tight.

Grabbing your headphones, backpack, wallet and phone you silently sneaked your way down the stairs, you took painfully slow steps to make sure you wouldn't make a sound.

After what felt like an eternity you had made it outside with the key to the garage, you quickly went to unlock it and retrieved your broken blue bike. It was barley rideable, but still good enough for you.

You locked the garage, keeping the keys in your pocket before you began biking away towards the closest 7/11. 

The headphones placed on your ears filled the silence of the night with the sweet melody of Lana Del Rey.

After a handful of songs and halfway through White Mustang you arrived at the small store, it being the only twenty four hour store that was closest to yours and Vada's house.

You hopped off your bike before you entered, you had already memorised what Vada wanted. It didn't take you long before you were at the counters paying for the snacks, trying not to laugh at the clearly high worker who tried to act sober.

"Thanks." The worker gave a lazy thumbs up as he cracked an even lazier smile, you chuckled as you shoved your purchases into your backpack.

You sat back down on your bike as you checked on your phone to see three unread messages by Vada.

vada (1:43am): pls ride save 🚲🚲🚲🥽🥽🛟

vada (1:57am): jez what's takis so long?

vada (1:57am): 🪚

me (1:59am): 1) i will, don't worry❤️ 2) i have to ride to the store then to yours, plus my bike is shit. 3) no we're not watching saw, last time you watched it you got nightmares

vada (1:59am): ur alive!!!🧟‍♀️🚫

vada (2:00am): hury up 

You laughed to yourself as you kept your phone back into its original position, peddling away before you took your hand out of your pocket.

Lana Del Rey's mystical voice sung a few more songs in your ears before you arrived outside of the Cavell residence. 

You swiftly got off of the bike before you walked it up the pathway to keep leaning it against the wall. 

Opening the gate you silently walked over to the back door to where Vada was already waiting for you, smiling brightly when she noticed your presence. 

"Y/n! Hi!" She whispered yelled as she grabbed your wrist, pulling you into a hug. You smiled down at her as you wrapped your arms around her.

"Hey, Vads." You replied with a warm smile as butterflies flew around in your stomach at the contact.

The two of you stayed like that for a moment before Vada gazed up at you and stole a kiss from you before she headed towards the cabinets.

You took the moment for freedom to take off your shoes, placing them neatly in the corner of the room. 

 Vada went on her tippy toes as she reached two glasses from a cabinet, dropping them a bit too carelessly making you wince.

"Wanna do me a favour?" Vada asked as she grinned at you, hopping over to the alcohol cabinet as she took out a bottle of vodka.

You raised your eyebrows as you leaned against the counter. "Depends what that is." 

"Go on my laptop and choose a movie for us to watch while I make us our drinks." She said as she shook the bottle of vodka daringly in her hands.

You laughed as you nodded your head, pushing yourself off the counter. "You already know what I'm going to put on." 

"We are not watching Spider-Man again. I beg you." 

"Fine." You decided with a roll of your eyes, somewhat not surprised Vada didn't want to watch Spider-Man for probably the fifth time this week. 

Without a noise you made your way up the stairs and towards Vada's dimly lit bedroom. You shrugged off your backpack as you dropped down on Vada's snuggliest bed.

Her laptop was already on her bed so you thankfully didn't have to get back up, stretching until you reached it and swiftly pulled the laptop onto your lap.

You opened the laptop and immediately winced at the brightness, of fucking course Vada would put her laptop at full brightness at night. 

You hurriedly lowered the brightness until you could actually look at it.

That's when you noticed the laptop was making a noise.

The Sims theme played lowly, an audio that was instantly recognisable. You smiled as you noticed Vada was still in her world.

Deciding there was no harm in it, you began looking around the beautifully decorated house Vada had built. 

It was a perfect house for the family Tara had made.

The first sim you noticed was a toddler, a boy with y/h/c coloured hair and a freckled face. 

You smiled at how cute the sim was as your eyes flickered down to the corner of the screen where a small row of sims' faces was at.

Finding the toddler's face you hover the mouse over it to get the name of the sim.

Tod Y/l/n-Cavell

You blinked, then blinked again at the name.

Y/l/n-Cavell

No fucking way. 

Without hesitation you swiftly moved the mouse to hover over the next sim, a teenage girl who had dark brown hair.

Delilah Y/l/n-Cavell

A smug smile had appeared on your lips as your eyes gazed over to the two final remain sims. Promptly you clicked onto the next sim this time, which teleported you  over to where the sim was.

Your eyes widened as you noticed the name and what the sim was doing.

Y/n L/n-Cavell was the name given to the sim that you couldn't see since it was woohooing the last sim.

You purse your lips as you stifle a laugh, much slower than before you moved to hover the mouse over the final sim which heavily resembled Vada's face.

Not to your surprise, the name 'Vada Yl/n-Cavell' appeared as the mouse hovered over the sim. 

Just as you read the name a frantic Vada flung the door open as she practically dived in your direction, slamming the laptop closed on your lap.

With Vada half on you, half not, your eyes travelled down to her face, where you couldn't see her beauty since she was hiding it on the mattress next to your thigh. 

"Please tell me you didn't see a thing." She begged through a muffled voice, you closed your eyes for a few seconds as you tried to not let out a laugh.

Swallowing any hint of laughter you said: "I didn't see anything," A small snort of laughter escaped as you muttered. "Mrs Y/l/n-Cavell." 

Vada groaned loudly as she hid her face further into the bed, throwing her hands over her head as she tried to hide herself even further.

"I think it's adorable!" You said as you managed to stifle most of the laughter, Vada violently shook her head. "You're just saying that."

"No I'm not." Vada lifted her head as she gave you an unamused expression. "You're laughing."

"I'm not." You told her with a serious expression, the corners of your lift kept lifting as you fought a smile. "I just didn't expect to see a sim version of myself fucking a sim version of you." You managed to get halfway through the sentence before you let out a deep laugh, instantly covering your mouth with your hand to try to hide it. 

Vada groaned as she slammed her head back down to hide in the duvet. "I'm never showing you my face ever again." Vada declared to you, you smiled as you positioned your hand on top of Vada's hand.

"And how exactly are you planning to never show your face to me again?" You taunted her with a grin. 

"I'll just wear a mask everywhere like that weird Minecraft streamer." Vada exaggerated through a muffled voice as you tried hiding your laughter.

You shook your head mostly to yourself to try to stop laughing as you looked down at Vada. 

"And deprive me of that pretty face of yours?" Vada nodded her head, her head still hid in the sheets. "Yes. You better start getting ready to bang me with a mask on for the rest of your life."

"Is it at least a ghostface mask?" 

Vada stayed silent for a few moments, as if the words you said had actually gotten to her, before she shook her head.

"No! Making me horny won't make me forget about this." 

You mentally reminded yourself to carry on that conversation another time with Vada.  

"Vada, I promise you, it's not that bad. It's actually cute as shit." You insisted with no laughter that time, Vada slowly picked up her head to look up at you.

Her eyes narrowed on yours as she leaned against your thigh. "You're not bullshitting me?"

You smiled as you nodded your head enthusiastically at your girlfriend. "I'd never lie to you."

"It's still embarrassing." Vada whined as she snuggled further into your clothed thigh. You laughed lowly as you removed the laptop off of your lap, placing it onto the empty space next to you.

"The most embarrassing thing about it is that you actually think I'd let you name our child Tod." You jested with a humorous grin. 

Honestly, you didn't know what was going through Vada's choosing the name Tod. You'd rather name your child Howard, a name you more than less hate.

Vada gave you a hurt look as she perched up on your thigh to be able to get a better look of you.

"Tod is a magnificent name. You'd probably name our child something nerdy like Peter." Your smile shifted to give Vada a dirty look at her words. Just because I love Spider-Man, you thought to yourself with a groan.

"There's nothing wrong with the name Peter, meanwhile there's everything wrong with the name Tod." You argued light-heartedly, the corners of Vada's lips twitched upwards, she was trying to fight her smile.

Pride withered in you at that, Vada was starting to feel less embarrassed at the whole situation.

Raising her eyebrows she gazed into your eyes. "Fine. We'll just have to name our child something absolutely ridiculous then." 

You smiled amusedly as you nodded your head as if heavily interested in the conversation. "Oh yeah? Like what?" 

Vada pursed her lips for a few moments as she glanced away from your eyes, deep in thought. As if she had figured out a top secret code, Vada returned her eyes to lock with yours, joy swirling around in her eyes.

"Donut." Vada assured with a nod of her head. You stifled a laugh as you cocked your head to the side like a husky. "Donut?" You repeated in a teasing tone.

She nodded her head confidently. "Donut; the second love of my life." Vada confirmed with a goofy grin on her face. 

You smirked, your free hand moving to rest on Vada's scalp as you played with her soft hair. "Who's your first love then?" 

"C'mon you already know the answer to that. It's obviously Bela Dimitrescu." Without hesitation you shoved Vada's head down with the hand that was on her head.

Vada laughed as she dodged your hand as she moved it so the side, landing her head back down on the top of your thigh. "Don't worry, baby. You'll always be my number one girl."

You narrowed your eyes. "Even over Bela?"

She nodded curtly against your thigh. "Even over Bela Dimitrescu."

"What about Lady Dimitrescu?" 

Vada hissed as she closed her eyes momentarily before reopening them. "That's a tough one." 

You sighed as you nodded your head in agreement. "Alright I'll give you that since she is so fine."

"So fucking fine." Vada whispered in agreement.

You smiled at Vada who beamed back at you with joy, a true sight for the sore eyes.

"How about instead of watching a movie we play sims?" Vada grinned as she sat up, grabbing the laptop as she sat by your side. 

"I'm pretty sure my sim just impregnated yours so we can name our third child donut." Vada giggled as she opened the laptop back up.

You gave her a  puzzled look. Vada's sim impregnated yours?

Why the fuck aren't you the one who had a dick? 

"Why do I have to be the pregnant one?" You questioned as Vada began replaying the game. "I give off bigger dick energy than you."

You scoffed loudly at that, rolling your eyes. "Yeah right."

[agendabymooner]

𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 !!! 𝐥𝐧𝟒 — 𝐭𝐰𝐨

☼ LANDO NORRIS RETWEETED

chapter summary: lando norris is beginning to show his true colours after honey-sue announced her third album release and her participation in a special event occurring in three months — maybe he’s just excited to see her during the monaco gp?

OR f1 fans are noticing that his twitter timeline is being taken over by posts about the famous british youtuber/musician.

content warning: use of explicit language, ofc’s discography is based on lana del rey’s albums and songs, insta + twitter posts, mentions of cigarette + alcohol consumption, mentions anxiety, short jokes, “liked by pierre gasly”

a - n masterlist

o - z masterlist

tagged sidemen

liked by landonorris, maxfewtrell, pierregasly

chrismd oh geez can’t wait to share lockers with you i guess 🤥

suemehoney god forbid i’d actually see some kneecaps on you, dixon 😳

user1 stop violating him oh my god 🫣😩

stephentries_ finally 🙃 the better lewis playing for the match liked by suemehoney

zerkaa one of the boooooyz 😩💪 liked by suemehoney

bambinobecky my favourite pick me 😭🫡 liked by suemehoney

suemehoney actually give me a kiss plz 🥵

user2 “liked by landonorris” 💀

user3 honey is officially a victim of “liked by pierregasly” 😭😭😭🫡

user4 what’re these f1 people doing in honey’s insta??? 😳

user5 didn’t mean to invade y’all— but we couldn’t contain lando and pierre in the horny jail so we had to check out what’s the fuss ourselves

user4 understood

liked by landonorris, pierregasly, miniminter

user1 OKAY SERVE SIS SERVE

user2 i’ll kiss you in the mouth if you do the spoon necklace again 😩

ksi 😭😭 liked by suemehoney

wroetoshaw i’ll be the first to cry when it first come out liked by suemehoney

r0sielewis 🥵 liked by suemehoney

niko they better play this at my funeral liked by suemehoney

suemehoney i’ll even dj it for you neeko 😚🤭

user3 yo these f1 drivers are wiiiiild 😭

user4 “liked by landonorris” 💀

user5 “liked by pierregasly” 😅 can’t believe this shit

user6 can’t even have shit in this economy

HONEY HONEY

william ya shit! who is this man??? he goes on to say that this lunch is important but he isn’t here??? tf am i doing here? i could be doing something else!

WILLIAM²

honey calm down m8 😅 lando said he’ll be here in five minutes that’s what max said at least why don’t you grab some alcohol

HAROLDINHO

and get her pissed in monaco at 1 in the afternoon? are you insane? do you want to die?

WILLIAM²

allow it? it’s her vacation harold— let her drink if she wants to drink

HONEY HONEY

i took my anxiety meds this morning you fuckin numpty 😭 if i drink now it’ll be nothing but a trip to the hospital for me

WILLIAM²

right. shit sorry. maybe take some breather? filly’s more than willing to walk around with you before we order. i’ll talk to max about lando 🙏 the idiot isn’t always this late so this is unusual

HONEY HONEY

you better 😐 i should’ve brought cigarettes

HAROLDINHO

shut your mouth. if i see a single stick i’m shoving it down your throat.

HONEY HONEY

oh fuck off. you’ve had worse than nicotine. bitch.

MAX 😚

m8 🤠 the more time you spend in front of a mirror the more time you lose with your lover girl

LANDO 🥵

fuck off im nervous

MAX 😚

lad 😭 she’s not going to bite you. she doesn’t even want to talk to people what makes you think she’d want to deliberately talk to you?

LANDO 🥵

that’s even worse 😭😭 i’m omw. seriously. i just need to make sure i look decent enough 🙄

MAX 😚

you might have to do some explaining to w2s about you retweeting posts about his sister though 😅 the whole “lando norris retweeted” spiel is becoming a trend and uh it’s not a good look for you

LANDO 🥵

MAX FOR FUCKS SAKE!

[warmshotamilk]

Hi, same anon here. In recent posts (as in about a day ago, now) Rey was screenshotting Twitter threads where people with German and Ukranian flags in their headers were being generally cruel people, and then proceeded to generalize the countries of origin. Direct quotes, “No wonder you people didn’t change since WWII”, “Fucking Euros” were the worst that I found. A lot of it is in the post descriptions. For once the headless chickens were calling them out on it, so there’s that.

Went to go look and um-

Yikes Rey. Fucking yikes

Also, looking at the previous post as that one comment said, the description says this now:

But using context clues in the comments, it use to be worse:

As well as other comments from where the headless chickens found their own heads for once and didn't mindlessly follow Rey like they usually do:

Sooooooo... yeeeaaaah. Am I surprised that the anti that stalks people to post on their "making fun of people for innocent things and also politics" account is just generally a shitty person? Not at all. Was I expecting just blatant xenophobia? Also no-

Props to the headless chickens for calling them out but I won't give them too much credit because I would frankly just unfollow and block someone who started saying shit like this. Being xenophobic is just not something I personally would let slide 🙃

Also @gorepill hope it's okay to @ you but you said you were curious so I wanted to make sure you saw LMAO

[novathehumanperson]

HEYYYYYYYYYYYY NEW WRITER NEW WRITER I SEEEEEE!!!!!

I DUNNO IF YOU DO READER WITH LIKE A PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP WITH A CHARACTER OR WHATEVER- you can just delete this if you don’t do any of that :)

Anyway~ I shall take the honers of being your first request person thing!!!

Fandom your one and only~ “MHA”. Could you do a Brother Shoto Todoroki x Hated Sister Reader???

Anyway~ idk if your those kind of writers who need a tinsie winsie of plot before doing the request so~

Maybe Reader resembles Enji which makes the whole family hate her? Rei just straight up scared of us? But then on night one night Shoto catches us doing self harm? He may “hate” us but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t care :)

If you don’t like sensitive topics it’s completely fine!!! Just delete this if you don’t want to 🙃

The way I put this is also kinda cringe so I apologize 😓

𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐱 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

TW: Self-harm, some talk of depression, and child abuse.

Note: It's not cringe, I like the idea. I needed some motivation anyway. I hope this is okay. :)

Living in the Todoroki family was rough. Y/n looks almost exactly like Enji with her medium-length, wavy, red hair and turquoise eyes. Her appearance led her siblings to subconsciously hate her. However, her parents were a lot more open about it. Enji hated y/n because she was just another failure. She had gotten a fire quirk, but it's weak. It's not something that Enji wanted. He only wanted the best. Rei didn't necessarily hate y/n. She was more scared of her. But it still felt like she hated her.

The days got harder and harder, and y/n was so lonely. She longed for affection from her siblings or her parents. It got harder to do basic things like brush her teeth or even just get dressed. Many nights, she would lay on the ground and think about how much better life could have been if she had just looked like Rei. Despite all of this, she coped well. Y/n was very good at pretending.

One day, y/n found herself in the bathroom. In her hand was a razor. She figured that maybe just a few cuts would help. She desperately needed a release. Y/n looked around before starting to make a cut. But before she even could think to hide it, she heard a familiar voice.

"What are you doing?"

Shoto said while standing in the doorway. He looked worried. Y/n couldn't remember a time when he looked worried for her wellbeing like this. In fact, she couldn't remember a time when any of her family was worried about her.

"Nothing!"

Y/n quickly exclaimed, trying to hide the wounds. Shoto just sighed and walked forward. He then, surprisingly enough, started helping her fix up her wounds. This was the first time she felt cared for. She felt happy in the moment.

"You know, you shouldn't hurt yourself like this."

Y/N looked at the ground in shame, she's was embarrassed. Suddenly, Shoto hugged her. He resented her, yes, but he couldn't let his sister get hurt. He still cared about her, and deep down, he knew that it wasn't her fault. He would have to just push those feelings aside for right now.

"Y/n, I do care about you. I don't want to see you like this. I love you, sister. You can talk to me when you start feeling down again, I'll listen."

Shoto hugged her, and you could see a tiny smile on his face.

"Let's go eat some dinner, okay. Fuyumi always makes good food."

Shoto said, and y/n smiled a bit. She felt better than before. Maybe things would start to get better?

[moonjxsung]

STAR I LOVE YOU OH MY GOD 😭 I absolutely loved every word of Begged & Borrowed, I LOVED how you slipped in references to the song and how well you integrated them into the story 🥹 It was truly everything I could’ve hoped for and more 🩷

I love angst and you delivered oh MY GOD did you deliver. I was crying at one point because I was so sure you were going to listen to my stupid ass self when I said I’d be okay with a sad ending and give me this sad ending when I was already so invested and I was ready to go to sleep crying. Like I was so sure Minho was just going to accept his life as the other man like that damn Lana del Rey song and I was PISSED I WAS READY TO COME CRYING AT YOU EVEN THOUGH I LOWKEY ASKED FOR IT.

And then it felt like things were finally going to be okay only for you to break my heart again because what do you mean they’re leaving each other’s lives there are people who are dying (me). And I was picking at my nail polish the entire end half like I was so ready to throw my phone at the wall. I had to get up and get wine for myself too cause of all that wine talk during the fic and I was craving it atp 🙃 AND EVEN AT THE ENDING YOU MADE ME SUFFER THINKING HE WAS JUST GONNA WALK OUT STAR WHAT THE FUCASTHSAASHSFHFDBSASFH.

Really only your writing here on Tumblr can make me feel all this shit that published novels do (sometimes not even books do it for me). I absolutely love your writing so much I wanna kiss you and give you Han Jisung wrapped up in a bow for Christmas, thank you so much for writing this. I also highkey wanna go to Shirakawa now 🥲

Anyways this is an egregiously long ask/review(?). Just wanna say I love your writing again. And thank you again for accepting my silly request and making it something so beautiful 🥲🩷 I love you 🩷

~🌷~

Oh I am SO glad you loved it!!! 🥹🫶 I’m so glad you caught the references to the song in there too! I mentioned it earlier but I can’t stop listening to it 😭🫶 fun fact I actually meant to take your advice and make it a sad ending but I literally COULD NOT bring myself to do it bc I just wanted redemption for Minho’s character so bad 😭

This one was super fun to write and I literally remember the moment I got the notification when I was at the gym and thinking to myself “yup this one’s going to be fun” and how right I was 🫶💓

Thank you for this lovely review and for taking the time to read and request and ALL the lovely things you’ve been on this blog!! My day is always brightened with your messages and I can’t wait to continue publishing more stuff for you all in the new year ❤️ take care of yourself, sending you so much love!! (Also I want to to go Shirakawa too 🥲 new bucket list item)

[quiveringdeer]

so I took a nap with my cat, but since I woke up I haven't been able to get the above observation outta my head. And dunno how to make it into a character post so figured I'd just share here. 

This started as a long-winded scene idea I was typing up in dms to @marleysfinest after they commented about reading about Reiner cursing in that silly incorrect quote post I made where Pock pushed him down the stairs--just hit real different. And I couldn't agree more.

But instead of becoming the filthy smut I was originally trying to get at, my weird as fuck brain created this spiral of I don't even know what! It's highly self indulgent self insert as Reader. (I mean isn't that what we all write these as?) Though I did try to curb some of my more ridiculous dialogue options I initially intended to use.

Anywho, before the fluff and silliness have some meta musings:

Definitely see Reiner growing up with his mom being the type that doesn't allow bad language in the house. So he's careful about not cussing. And he definitely does, more so in high school and college when he joins a few sports teams because teen boys and all that jazz. But he tries to even outside of that or just hanging with friends because Gabi's been born and he wants to be a good example and such. 

But so I was thinkin about dating Rei and never really noticing that he tends not to curse until finally hearing him curse for one of the first times. And because it's the number one cause for yelling expletives, it happens when you're having movie night at your place. There isn't a lamp near the couch --cause who can afford a lamp in THIS economy! (okay maybe you just moved in and things are still in boxes but you both have a standing date night that moving was not going to interrupt I dunno! I dunno why my brain insists on giving convoluted scenarios that really are unneeded 🙃)--

Reiner x Reader

Anywho, no lamp. So of course you do rock paper scissors to figure out who has to get up from the snuggly warm spots on the couch to go turn off the overhead light and he loses. And after turning off the lights, in a rush to get back to the warm snuggling on the couch, he stubbs his poor bare toes on a sturdy box. "Shit!"

No, like reeeally hard. "SHIT MOTHERFU-!" Perfect. So yes. He stubs his toe so hard it throws off his generally great balance and as he's trying not to land on anything important he falls to the floor with a big thud! "Fuck!" 

And the whole thing happens in a number of seconds. 

You've launched yourself over to the side of the couch closest to him now. Peering down in the dim light of the DVD Title Menu screen, "Rei, honey you good?" 

He's sitting up by this point, groaning and muttering as he squeezes his poor, traumatized toe. "Yeah. 'M good." Casting those warm amber eyes over to you, Reiner tries for a grin but manages more of a grimace as he starts to pick himself up. "Too eager to get back to cuddling you." 

Settling back into your previous spot on the couch you notice him not putting his assaulted foot fully on the floor. "Aww, sweet baby." 

His large body sinks gingerly onto the sofa beside you. He's not trying to sustain any more injuries just dropping himself heavy onto the cushions like he wants to. 

"You sure you're good? Don't think I've ever heard you swear like that before." 

Reiner dips his head, masking his face in shadow as he feels his cheeks heat. Not that you could see it in the minimal lighting anyway. "Sorry. Didn't mean to. But yeah. I'm okay." To prove his point he lifts up both his legs and wiggles his toes, back-lit by the TV screen. "All in working order." 

A tiny amused huff of air puffs past your lips at the endearing little gesture. "Okay." While patting around the fleece blanket with one hand for the remote, your other arm lifts to rest across his broad shoulders. Your fingers curve around the top of his head, sinking into the soft blond strands as you begin massaging gently. It's an unconscious action at this point. You've argued before that running your fingers through his hair feels just as nice to you as it does for him. 

Reiner's neck is tilted back, by the time you finally locate the remote beneath the folds of endless fleece. Eyes closed, completely content to just listen to the movie he's forgotten the title of already. 

"Also, you didn't have to apologize. For cursing." He turns his head just slightly to see you looking at him with a fond smile. "I don't mind. I honestly can't believe this is literally the first time I've ever heard you do it. And we've been dating for months." 

You settle the remote on your lap and keep your eyes on his face. There's a short silence as you watch Reiner's mouth twitch. His brows pull down slightly like he's sifting for the right words. 

"My mom always said it was a vulgar habit. So I grew up making sure I didn't slip up at home or in front of strangers." 

You laugh and have to quickly follow it with words when you notice Reiner's face go tense. "Sorry, was just laughing cause I'm happy to know after three months of dating you no longer see me as a stranger." 

Immediately Reiner starts to sit up straighter, eyes going wide as he angles his large body toward you. "That's not what I–" 

One of your fingers presses to his lips, silencing his rebuttal. The hand that'd been occupied in his hair now lays comfortably on his shoulder. "I know honey. Relax. I'm just teasing." 

Grin still present from your earlier laughter, you lean in for a slow, tender kiss that has Reiner melting further toward you. Your foreheads rest together as you part from his lips. You have to bit your bottom lip to seal in another delighted chuckle when your eyes open to see his, closed. Honey blond lashes fanned against his cheeks and pretty, wet lips still slightly puckered for more kisses. It never ceased to charm you how such a large, handsome and objectively intimidating man could simultaneously produce the most adorable mannerisms. 

"I hope you can feel comfortable enough to do it more in the future. If the urge strikes. Liiiike another lost battle against a box. Or anything really. Whatever. You don't have to hold any part of yourself back from me, Reiner. Okay?" 

His eyes had fluttered open as soon as you began to speak. His head nods a bit. A slight up and down motion you feel more than see, with your foreheads still touching. Reiner's eyes close again as he presses forward for another kiss. 

You pull back, increasing the distance between your faces as both your hands move to cup his cheeks. "I mean it." 

Finally his mouth quirks up in a smile, "I got it." 

"Good." Index fingers from both of your hands twiddle the short hairs just above his ears. "So you get that also means if the urge strikes to curse in a positive way?"

"Positive way?" Rei's brows knit together as he tilts his head just a smidge to the left. "Maybe I don't, got it." 

Another short burst of laughter leads your response, "Yeah. Positive way. Like overcome with such positive feelings the only words that can truuuly harness the euphoria are curses."

His head cants further at an angle before things click in place. "Oooh. Really?" 

"Mmmhm. Actually, if you wanna be more vocal in general, I'd like that. I love the sound of your moans, but the right words can really hit different." 

"Oh. I can try to talk more, if you like that." 

"Ideally, you'll like it too."

"Mhm." 

You can tell by that short response that he's getting caught up in his head. "Reiner?" Your palms squish in his cheeks gently. "Are you trying to think of what things you'd say?"

"Uh. Maybe. I feel like it'll be awkward. No one's ever asked me to talk more during sex. Didn't know it was a thing, to be honest."

Pulling your hands from his face you mute the TV. The DVD Title Menu music was becoming a bit overestimating for this conversation. With the repetitive sounds silenced you maneuvered your body to more comfortably talk with Rei. One leg tucked up between you both, other still situated over the front of the couch. Soft, fluffy blanket redistributed over both of your lower halves.

Reiner, resettled himself in a more comfy position too. Elbow resting against the back of the couch so he could lean his cheek on his knuckles. It wasn't uncommon for conversations to bloom up and distract you both from previously set plans. While it had been a bit unsettling at first, he really relished them now. He was unused to people asking questions and genuinely wanting to hear his thoughts. Okay, that wasn't entirely true. Bertholdt had always been an active listener. So was Pieck. But they'd known each other since elementary school and were close friends.  

Maybe that's what it was. He wasn't used to these kinds of conversations happening so frequently with a romantic partner. None of them had ever been so curious to ask and he'd never gotten around to offering up the information freely. Perhaps that was something he should bring up in his next therapy session. 

"Hmm, do you think it's awkward when I talk while we're having sex?" 

There's quiet confidence paired alongside genuine curiosity situated in your tone. And while it's been many years since he's been a virgin, this simple straightforward question has the tip of his ears flushing hot. 

Reiner forces himself to meet your gaze as he responds, "No. I just figured…I don't know. Just never thought about it."

"Not that anyone should use them as any kind of blueprint for real sex, but is there no dirty talk in the porn you watch? Like, the dudes. Do they not say anything?"

If he'd been eating or drinking, he would've certainly choked. Mark this down for another topic he's never discussed with a partner before. "Uh, no? Maybe? Like you said, I don't really watch to pick up tips or tricks." Okay. Maybe that wasn't fully the truth. Some videos had certainly sparked fantasies he's put into motion once or twice. 

"Okay, fair." Lifting up the blanket, you move the leg you've had extended over the front of the couch, across Reiner's lap. "Hmm…We'll have to find you more memorable porn, babe." 

You snort out a laugh and the sounds eases the tension of embarrassment coiling in his gut. His free arm slips beneath the blanket to hug your leg close to his body. The heat from his palm is distinct as he smooths his hand up and down the outward side of your leg. "You've got to be the first girl I've ever met that wants their boyfriend to watch more porn." 

"I'm most definitely not. You just haven't reached that stage of information security clearance with other women yet. And I'll have you know, I was implying you need to watch better porn, not necessarily, more." A giant grin stretches across your face after putting on a mockingly serious voice for that last sentence. Obviously, you're in a very playful mood tonight and the energy is infectious. 

"Ah. Forgive me, that's a very important difference right there."

"Damn right it is!" 

Reiner can't help but shake his head at the ridiculous exclamation even has laughter rumbles out through his lips.

[kuschelkissen]

So, idk if I shared my custom Nendoroids here before, but a while ago, when I fell in love with Hiro, I wanted to make a Nendoroid for our Shuichi and Rei, so I got one of these blank Nendo dolls and started working

The sculpting could be cleaner, but for my first try, I think it's OK! Und I'm pretty happy with how he turned out.

So, this year I fell head over heals for Hagiwara and Matsuda.

And so I wanted to do them as well! Working on the faces was no problem (well, except for when i smudged Hagi's eyebrow and couldn't correct it anymore 🙃) but when i got to the hair, i started getting to my limits.

Hagi was... okay, I guess, I was quite happy with it when I sculpted it, but in the end, I wasn't sure anymore because once I put everything together, I realised I made his forehead way too big...

The sculpting itself is a lot smoother than with Hiro, so at least there's some progress!

But when it came to Matsuda's curly hair, I failed so hard, I didn't like it, it also got too heavy for the head and frankly I hated it 💀

SO. In the end I gave up, bought some actual Nendo hair, and this is the result:

I'm a lot happier with this now, I will colour Matsuda's hair brown, and when/if i get motivated, I'll work on Hagi's hair to make it a bit longer, but for now, he may stay like this.

So 4/5 Sakura Boys done. If I can find hair for Date, he will join in the future 💕

[fandom-hoarder]

EXAMPLES OF YOUR LOVE TRIANGLES-TURNED-OT3s PLEASE

Hahhh ok-- *mind instantly goes blank* Okay, uh...

Naruto x Sasuke x Sakura (Naruto -- see also: Team 7 ot4, or basically ANY-Team ot3\4 👀)

Yuki x Tohru x Kyo (Fruits Basket)

59 x 27 x 80\Gokudera x Tsuna x Yamamoto (Katekyo Hitman Reborn)

Tezuka x Ryoma x Fuji (Prince of Tennis -- my friend group called this the holy trinity and made a shitposty angelfire website about them called the church of pot and we all worshipped a different deity from the trinity and atobe was lucifer and ryoma was jesus and i also shipped them together hahhh)

Akira x Hikaru x Waya (Hikaru no Go -- this...does not even exist i don't think🙃🙃🙃)

Akira x Hikaru x Sai (Hikaru no Go)

Finn x Poe x Rey (Star Wars sequels)

Not ot3 cuz: The Scooby Gang is a Polycule

Kid Flash x Dick Grayson Robin x Superboy (Young Justice animated)

Teen Titans from TOS are also a polycule

Merlin x Arthur x Gwen (BBC Merlin)

Merlin x Arthur x Gwaine (BBC Merlin -- this DOES NOT EXIST ISTG)

SamDeanMary (SPN)

SamDeanJohn (SPN)

SamDeanJess/WinJess (SPN)

Wincestiel (SPN)

SamDeanJack/WinKline (SPN)

👀

Just off the top of my head...

[valora23]

Can I have an eccentric family going on a vacation to place with beaches. thx

Of course you can! So a story of the 5 eccentrics going to the beach! Enjoy then!

It was the summer break, so everyone including Rei were off from school. As for their part time jobs, they all asked to take a short break. It's a two day vacation, as no one really had the time to make it longer. Good thing the beach wasn't far, so they got there in a few hours.

On the afternoon, the family of 6 went to the beach. The sun was still out, so Rei being Rei, he didn't want to spend the time under the sun until it sets. Kanata was having fun swimming in the ocean. Shu was busy, even when it's vacation. But then again, this is how he usually relaxes. Wataru went with Kanata to swim and collect shells. Since Kanata is old enough, he's allowed to watch his little brothers without their mother's supervision. And of course, little Natsume is with his mother in a swimming onesie.

"Do you like it, Natsume? That's the sea." Y/n said to her youngest son. Natsume seemed scared of the water. After all, it's not everyday they got to see the ocean. Soon Wataru ran past them, accidently getting some salty sea water on Natsume and then the baby started to wail. "There, there Natsume. Wataru didn't mean it." The mother went back to their beach towel to dry Natsume.

Meanwhile with Wataru, it seemed like he was running away from Kanata. "W-Wataru...! Don't run!" Kanata tried to warn Wataru to not run, but he didn't listen. He then made a sharp turn and sprayed some sand on Shu who was reading peacefully.

Shu had an Imaginary irk mark on his forehead. "Wataru! Get back here!" Shu began chasing Wataru along with Kanata, but the two aren't enough to catch up to Wataru.

Wataru then saw Rei sleeping alone and decided to do something about it.

Without thinking twice, he jumped and tackled on Rei, causing him to wake up. Just behind Wataru, Kanata and Shu were about to pounce on him. But before the two can get him, Wataru swiftly moved away, causing the two to collide with Rei.

I swear I can see Rei's soul leaving his body...

Back with Y/n and Natsume, the mother is still trying to calm down the crying baby. "There, there Natsume-chan~ it's just water. You like water, don't you?" She dried his tears off with a clean towel as she bounces Natsume.

"Mommy!" Looking up, the woman saw Wataru running towards her. It would've seem normal if it wasn't for the fact that Shu, Kanata and Rei chasing after him. Well, Rei was dragged into this mess by his younger brothers

"W-Wataru?!" She looked at them in shock. Wataru then tripped, causing for Kanata to suddenly stopped. This made Shu and Rei bump into him and the three fell on their backs.

Oh the burden of being eldest brothers... (Can't relate🙃)

Y/n ran toward Wataru with Natsume still in her hands. "Wataru! Are you ok?!" Releasing one hand on Natsume, she uses it to lie Wataru up. His face was red, sandy, and full of tears. Wataru started to softly cry. Y/n satu down on the sand as she used her free hand to say Wataru down on her lap.

"It's ok, Wataru. I told you so many times to not run, right?" Natsume, who felt sad for his brother, pat gently on Wataru's head. It's as if the baby is trying to say: "it's ok." Wataru looked up and cleared his tears and put up the best smile he could muster for Natsume. "I-I'm fine, Natsume." Y/n smiled sweetly at the interaction, before remembering that she has three other sons who also got caught in this mess.

The three older brothers groan in pain as they got up. Slowly, Y/n carried the the little boys over to the other three older ones. "You three okay?" She softly asked. "We are more or less fine, mother. It's good you finally caught that br- I mean... Boy... " Shu grumbles. "What happened anyway?"

"Wataru and I were playing in the water, puka~. But then he said he wanted to race, so he started to run to get a head start... I tried to warn him, but he was too fast..." Kanata explained first. "He then made a sharp turn in front of me, causing sand to pour on top of me. Wanting to calm him down, I started to chase him too." Shu continued. "I was sleeping, but then I was tackled twice and was dragged along... " Rein said. "Well... Wataru jumped on you first... But then he moved away when we tried to catch him, so we fell on you too... "

The mother sighed at the explanation before looking at her second youngest son. "Wataru..." The said boy looked down sadly. "Sorry mommy." The woman set him down and looked sternly at him. "I'm not the one you're suppose to be apologizing to."

The boy turned around to face his older brothers. "I'm sorry big brother Kanata, big brother Shu, and big brother Rei. I didn't mean to hurt you..."

The woman sighed in relief, happy to see the four brothers made up. Truth to be told, this is definitely not the first time that had happened. Oh no. They act like this almost everytime they went on vacation. Well, what can we possibly do about it? They are called the eccentric family after all.

There it is! Hope you like it, missmisa5! Have y'all enjoy this. Stay healthy guys! Good night, or day, wherever you are, whenever you are.

Valor out~

[firethatgrewsolow]

Keeping the fun questions coming! Do you have a song that reminds you of our Percy? Personally, I’d say Sad Girl or Young & Beautiful by Lana Del Rey.

Yay! Great choices, anon, and what a great question - thank you! 💕 Gosh, there are lots of songs that make me think of Robert for one reason or another. Here are a few favorites:

Timeless. Love it. (Also makes an appearance in M&R 🙃)

A little 80’s action for ya …

Not sure why but my mind always goes to him when I hear this:

Okay, last one. Selected for obvious reasons.🔥

[teabiscs]

This whole Rei and Max scene never ends omg.

Almost at 6k words 🙃

This chapter includes:

▫️Not one, but two incredibly soft KaiRei scenes.

▪️Everyone’s favorite: Rei/Denial

▫️Max. Okay. A LOT of max.

▪️Cockblock Max with incredible timing.

▫️Teenagers in love, being codependent

▪️A very brief TyHil mention (whenever I write max’s pov it will be more prominent.)

▫️Everyone’s other favorite: Rei/Anxiety

▪️very little Hiro….

[loveshotzz]

sorry this week’s been rough. this week sucks cock, but that’s okay cause we are so sexy and cool, and it like doesn’t even phase us 🫶🫶🫶🙃🙃 /joking

steve “breeder balls” harrington is a good distraction. also, i saw that preview of colors part 4... i am looking directly at it 👁️👄👁️ with open eyes and open holes 👁️👄👁️ 🕳️

NOT STEVE “BREEDER BALLS” HARRINGTON REY 💀💀. thank you bb, it’s been annoying but I’m pushing through. Losing yourself in Steve is always the way to go for me. maybe it’s older!steve tonight or maybe it’s bouncer!steve we’ll see where my keyboard takes me. Although I’ve been ready to really hate on Jenny lately…

[strongbrew-hamstery]

Snuggles last night with the #HamstersOfTheCaribbean! Of course mother (Marvel) was pretty okay with the free babysitting. The boys move out soon anyways and while I'm hoping Marvel might tolerate the girls for a little while longer we shall see!

It has admittedly been a bit slow getting adopters for these guys, but we are chugging along. This weekend will be our last big crazy busy adventure and I have been getting ready and preparing for it!

Alongside all that, we have had some friends head back home and come back here. Kobe, Niky and Biscuit left last weekend. Early last week, Piña and Rey moved back in, and so did Sunday Roast!

This weekend we have six hamsters landing in Toronto on Saturday. Two of those will drive down to the USA with me when I go for our round trip to PA. Then six more hamsters come back to Canada with me! So a net total of 10 new friends 🙃😂 thankfully of those hams only four will stay here at SBH, and three will leave quickly to their new homes. Three more will hang out at SBH for just a little while longer until I can get them to their new homes.

All in all it's still a busy time, but I've been trying to catch up on emails as much as possible. I also have more good news to share soon that I can't wait to talk about, and, fingers crossed, even more good news after this weekend.

Life is crazy, but the crazy is good. I do look forward to getting back into our normal routine (yesterday was a 7am-8pm kinds work day 😅) so I can stop profusely apologizing for how slow I am with emails. The patience really is appreciated though, especially given all our life events! Have a great Thursday!

[ann-non]

Not me getting my 3rd vax yesterday, didn't sleep till over 4am, woke up at 7.30am. Life's good 🙃

[lanadelreyscokewhor3]

CHERRY- P.B PARKER

Pairing: Dilf! Peter Parker x Milf! Reader

Word Count: 1.7k (this was supposed to be a blurb im CRYING)

Summary/ Request: Could I request reader being eaten out by Andy’s Peter? (I’ve started calling him Andy here and there lately 🙃🙃)

Warnings: oral (fem recieving), praise kink, swearing, mentions of peter stealing readers panties, mentions of masturbation, peter makes reader taste herself, 6′5 peter parker with the rolled up sleeves and white button down ( bc this needs its own warning)

Notes: thank you so much @tearybuttrying​ for the request! i added my own little spin of dilf peter, i hope thats okay! this was inspired by the song cherry, by lana del rey. much love xoxo

-claire bear

Cherry was what he called you the first time the two of you met. 

He didn't know your name, and you didn't know his. 

It was a sunny afternoon, the mid July heat making you hot to the touch. The warm breeze waffled through the air, smelling of fresh fruits of all kinds, mainly cherries. It was half-past twelve when the beating sun and stickiness of the day really got to you, the ache in your bones pricking you like needles as you hauled the boxes of cherries to and fro. 

The orchard was packed, children, families and couples picking fruits with their baskets in hand. You were heading back to the main barn, the wooden crates digging into your palms. You cursed yourself for wearing a sundress today. In your defence, you were told you’d be working in the kitchens today, baking treats for the shop. 

You were, but to your luck, the kitchen needed you to get fresh fruit. Henry slacked off the day before, leaving it to you to do all the heavy lifting. 

You tended to be a rather positive person, always smiling and projecting joy. But right now, you wanted to smash this crate onto Henerys' head, the bastard.

 Your violent thoughts were interrupted by his sweet voice, the melody soothing the tension in your strained muscles. “I’m so sorry to interrupt, but do you know which way the main shop is? I’ve been stranded from my buddies, and they promised to meet me there.” 

His russet eyes twinkled in the sun, his cheeks pink, coffee brown hair ruffled from the wind. Your heart skipped a beat, eyes widening as large as saucers as he towered over you. The crate threatened to slip from your hands as you nodded frantically.

 “It’s no worry! I’m just on my way there actually.” you said with a smile, leading him through the mazes of trees and bushes, the ripe red fruit a stark contrast from the green leaves. The sound of children's laughter filled the air as you arrived at your destination, wind ruffling your hair as you turned back to face him. 

“Bless your heart. I was worried I’d be stuck in there forever and a day.” he laughed. “I would have found you eventually.” you blushed, watching the dimples form on his freckled cheeks. 

“I know. See ya around cherry.” 

His fingers reached in and snatched the blood-red fruit from your basket, popping in his mouth with a wink. 

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That was years ago. 

Back when you were a teenager, so young and carefree. The worries of life hadn't quite dawned on you yet, as you’d peddle the thoughts away on your bike, basket often filled with treats and flowers you had picked from beside the twisting dirt roads. 

That very bike was how you saw Peter every day, the flowers and goodies often for him. Under the stars was where you’d lay with him, your head in his shoulder as the blunt was perched between his lips, his free hand stroking your hand softly. 

He was your first everything. Your first kiss, your first fuck. Your first love-making, your first true, love interest. The first person who gave you butterflies in your stomach, who made you want to live a little more. 

With him, you were happy. That hadn't changed. 

Not through the high school dances, the college parties, the graduation. Not through the engagement, the wedding, the honeymoon, or the birth of your first child. You were happy in your heart, with him by your side. 

That same happiness beamed off you in waves as you saw your children run up into your mothers arms, their giggles echoing down the street. It was Friday night, the night which you Peter had to yourselves. Your mother always wanted the children around, and they constantly wanted to be with grandma, so it worked out perfectly. 

As the door shut behind them, their figures poking through the living room window, you glanced up at the sky. You hoped Peter would be home when you were. He had a late night tonight, the papers and reports never ending for him at the Daily Bugle.

 He often grabbed the paper when it arrived, rolling it up and chucking it in the recycling. I see this shit every day. I own the place, for gods sake. 

The roll of his eyes never failed to crack you up, and you often fished it out to place it around random spots in the house to piss him off. The only time he kept the paper was if you were in it. Often times he’d take photos of you when you weren't looking at town events, managing to slip in the news.

 You're the least boring thing about this town.  He’d often say with a smile, snapping the photo. Cutouts of articles featuring you or the kids often made it to the “news wall” as Peter liked to call it. Little frames were adorned with the clippings, hanging on your hallway wall. 

You smiled at the thought, your white mustang revving as you sped past the flurries of green lights, down to the highway, to your husband.

Peter made sure you knew he was home, when you pulled into the driveway. Soft light struggled to peek through the closed curtains, his car parked. 

Cicadas followed your every step as you neared the door, propping it open. You slid off your heels, slipping of your jacket. Following the sound of faint music, you entered the kitchen, the sight nearly making you fall to your knees. 

Peter stood leaning against the island, muscles strained and bulging from his rolled up white button down. His tie hung loosely around his neck, the golden watch on his wrist gleaming. Your reaction never changed, no matter how many times you saw him. 

It was always the same. In awe. 

His head snapped up to the sound of you walking, a smile plastered across his face. “I made you dinner, it's in the fridge.” you smiled, walking over to him, his arms wrapping around you in a soft embrace. You purred against his chest as he held your waist firmly, his fingers stroking over your lower core. “M’not hungry for that.” he whispered as he leaned down, sliding your hair over your shoulder, kissing your exposed skin.

 “I can make you something else, whatever you want.” you said, looking up at him with worried eyes. “I want my dessert.” he whispered, lips curling up into a cheeky grin, his hand sliding down to slide up your dress, brushing your inner thigh. 

You shivered, thighs clenching together.

 “And I want it-” He twirled you around quickly, making you gasp. “All spread out for me.” he chuckled, lifting you up onto the marble countertop. 

You gulped as he parted your legs, flipping your dress up. His touch was gentle as he pushed you flat against the counter, the light from the ceiling gleaming softly. Peter wasted no time removing your panties, leaving you exposed and bare to him. Your juices trickled onto the counter as he marveled at your body splayed out to him, your breathing becoming uneven from his careful, lust filled stare.

 “You remember when I used to steal your thongs after we’d make love?” he murmured gently, walking his fingers up your bare leg, closer and closer to where you needed him most. “Mmm you were such a little minx. I thought the washer ate them up.” you giggled.

 “ Used to use them to jerk off when you weren't with me. Slip them back in your drawer when you weren't lookin, so my cum would always be with you.” he smiled, pinching your skin playfully, making you squeak. “But I don't have to do that anymore do I? Cause I have you with me all the damn time. My beautiful, perfect little wife.” he cooed, lowering himself so he was eye level with your cunt. 

Your juices spilled onto the counter, his fingers collecting your arousal, which he then slipped into your parted mouth. You moaned at the action, holding his wrist firmly as you sucked. “Atta girl cherry.” he teased, letting them go with a pop!, his hand coming over to hold your core to the counter. 

“No more talking, you said- OH!” 

Your complainants were met with his tongue, causing a moan to leave your lips, his grip pressing you down as your hips tried to buck up. Peter played your body like an instrument, knowing which chord to play, what string to strum. He knew you better than you knew yourself, only his tastes and tender touches bringing you to finish. 

As he began a rapid pace, his tongue teasing your entrance, your hand smacked out, causing a bowel of fruit to clatter to the floor. His strokes were relentless, his grip on you only tightening so you couldn't squirm from his touch. Peter's eyes were on yours the entire time as you shifted to your elbows, pupils blown, chin drenched in your juices as he smiled. 

“ So sweet, taste like cherries.” he cooed, mouth lathing onto your clit. Peter began to suck and swirl his tongue around your sensitive nub, turning your bones to jelly as you cried out. 

It was heaven, the way teased you, quick laps and kitten licks then turning into him feasting like a man starved. It made you dizzy, tension in your belly starting to coil. “Peter, baby please-” 

He ignored you. 

“Remember when I popped your cherry baby? In that very orchard, under the stars. You were so innocent then, so naive..” he trailed on, kissing your thighs feverishly. You shivered from his words, trying to find something, anything to cling onto. “ But you aren't so much now, are you? Poor girl, been fucked by her husband one too many times. Oh well.” he edged you on, tongue finding its home once more. “Peter I’m-”

 You didn't have time to finish. 

You were cumming within seconds, body taut and arched as you cried his name. It was hot, oh so hot as he continued to taste you, lapping at the cum that oozed out of you slowly. “S’sweet my little cherry.” he praised, stroking your shaking thighs as you attempted to catch your breath, head rolling to the side. The cool marble made your flushed cheek tingle as Peter yanked at his tie, sliding it from around his head. 

“But I’m still hungry.”