#this was supposed to be a quick ramble

[disastersareajoy]

The Shower Incident

Stu x Billy x FEM!Reader

Tags: Sex toy, masturbation, voyeurism for a sec, dirty stuff happens in the shower obviously, dirty talk, degradation, praise, lots of kissing, marking, handjob, edging, begging, slight dacryphilia, mention of denial, mention of being tied up, mention of oral (fem receiving, and giving to a toy), mention of double penetration, mention of anal (fem and male receiving), open end, Sub!Reader, Dom!Billy, implied Switch!Stu but mostly Sub!Stu

Hiya babes!

I had this idea and it wouldn't leave me alone the entire day so I wrote it down and if I do say so myself: This shit it pretty hot.

I'm super glad my first public fic is with these two idiots because I love them to the moon and back and cannot get enough of them. I hope you enjoy this wild ride - I know I did. I wrote this in like an hour and then proofread it four times total, but English isn't my first language so if you see any mistakes feel free to (politely) let me know and I will fix it. Same as any tags I missed. Of course, non mistake related comments are also very welcomed. I hope you thouroughly enjoy this product of my brain rot! Let me know what ya think.

Stu and Billy had been away for a few days and you were needy. Wanting to be bent over and fucked hard and rough, four hands gripping at your body and manipulating you into whatever position they desire. They were supposed to come back in the evening so you wanted to take a shower before then.

That's when the idea struck.

You practically stumbled over your own feet to get to the closet and pull out the box of toys the three of you had accumulated over time.

You picked out your favorite dildo and quickly made your way to the bathroom. With the help of the suction cup the toy stuck to the shower wall. After cleaning yourself in record speed you bent over and pushed back onto the dildo. It filled you slowly and stretched you perfectly. Your wetness made the intrusion easy but the thickness of the toy still made you pause, and forced you to take a couple of deep breaths. Although it wasn't long before you were fucking yourself back onto it and completely loosing your mind in the process. Moaning their names and begging into the empty room.

At the same time Billy and Stu were on their way up to your shared apartment. The two of them decided to surprise you by coming home a couple hours early so you could eat dinner together and cuddle up in front of the TV.

When they came through the front door and weren't immediately met with your smiling face, kissing and hugging them in greeting, they were a bit perplexed.

That was until they heard the shower running.

And then they heard a litany of moans, accompanied by a loud slapping sound of skin against tile. They shared a look and ventured closer to the bathroom door which you had left open a crack in your hurry to fuck yourself.

The sight they find absolutely takes their breath away. The shower is on and water is hitting your back as you're bent over nothing, supporting yourself with your hands against the wall as you continuously slam your ass back onto the dildo stuck to the tile wall. They can see the toy glistening with your wetness and someone lets out a groan. You don't hear it and keep moving your hips with a clearly desperate and already fucked out sway to it.

They're both stuck in their spot, staring at the divine sight that is you. The way your body moves to get the perfect angle of the dildo, your thighs trembling with exertion and your hand aimlessly sliding against the wet wall, trying desperately to hold onto something. The way your pussy stretches to accommodate for the thickness of what they recognize as your favorite dildo. The one that you love sucking on when they both have you filled. Or that you love for them to fuck you with when they're getting your ass ready and you already need your pussy filled.

The dildo that's been in all of your holes to help pleasure, tease, edge and make you cum. They can't get enough of watching you throw yourself onto the dildo, making such loud and obscene noises.

What finally gets them to snap out of the trance your body has put them in is your next moan.

“Billy, please.” You interrupt yourself with another desperate whine. “Fuck, please fuck me harder. I need you so bad. Oh my god, Stu.” You elongate the end of Stu's name with a loud moan that's closer to a sob if anything. With the way your hips tilted, Billy suspects you found the perfect angle to hit that special spot inside you. Next to him, Stu breathes out a small moan and looks at Billy with a plea in his eyes.

“Go.”

With the okay given, Stu bursts through the door and is on you in no time. He grabs your face in both hands and barely sees your eyes open in surprise before he has his mouth pressed to yours. Desperately making out with you while making sure you're still fucking yourself onto the dildo. He mumbles out praises between kisses, not able to stop himself from telling you how good you look.

"You look delicious. Fucking yourself so desperately, moaning our names like we're here with you. You that pent up, baby? It's been three days and you're so needy you start fucking yourself how you want us to fuck you, huh?”

“But it's not the same, is it?”

Now Billy joins in as well. He already stripped out of his clothes, completely naked and palming at his erection while Stu kneels halfway under the spray of water, drenching his clothes. You mewl a negative, not trusting yourself with words. Afraid that if you pull away from Stu and open your mouth the only thing coming out would be pleas and their names.

“No. Even though our good little slut is filled to the brim by a toy and is fucking herself just as fast as we do, she still can't quite get it right. Can you, doll?”

You make a non-committal noise and place your hands on Stu's shoulders, thankful to have something to hold on to. Billy is unsatisfied with your wordless answer and grabs Stu by his hair, pulling his head back to expose his long neck, stopping you from hiding in his kisses. Stu whines long and loud before staring back at you, desperation clear in his eyes.

“Please baby, answer him.”

“Aww. Would you look at that? At least one whore here remembers his manners.”

Billy leans down to press hungry kisses onto Stu's mouth. Both of them moaning into each other's mouth, making you want even more. You mewl and whine at the display in front of you. Billy pulls away from Stu's mouth with a grin that he then turns on you.

“You better start using your words. Or he's gonna get all the attention and you can watch without touching yourself. And cumming will be completely off the table.” With that he attaches his mouth to Stu's neck, kissing up and down, sucking marks into the soft skin and biting. Which makes Stu let out the most beautiful array of whines and moans you've ever heard.

“Please,” you manage to breathe out.

“Please, what?” Billy still has his face in Stu's neck while answering, not letting his mouth detach for long. You whine and can't help yourself from slowing down your movements to gather your thoughts long enough to form a sentence.

“Please, Billy. Please fuck me. Both of you. I need you so bad, please ” Billy pulls away from Stu and grabs your jaw hard with his hand, turning your face in his direction. He gets close to you and smirks. “There she is. That's the good little whore we've been waiting to fuck for three days.” He doesn't let you answer before attaching his lips to yours and making you moan into his mouth. He lets go of your jaw and grabs your shoulders instead, shoving you back onto the dildo, hard. You moaned into his mouth as he forces you to start fucking yourself again. Distantly, you hear Stu whine as he kneels in front of you and waits for his turn to be kissed again.

Once you have a steady rhythm going again, Billy pulls away. He looks at you with a grin and you could tell he has something planned.

“Now, I asked you a question. And you didn't answer. Instead, you made out with this little attention whore next to me.” A moan from Stu. “But I want you to answer my question. I will not repeat it, and neither will Stu. You're gonna have to use your big girl brain and remember what I asked you. And you're not gonna stop fucking yourself on that dildo. If you slow down you don't get to cum. If you stop you get to watch, tied up and gagged as I fuck Stu into the mattress.” A whine from Stu. “But if you keep going and answer me correctly,” his grin widens and he leans back slightly. “Then you get exactly what you want.”

You moan, frustrated that you don't immediately remember what he asked you. While you're desperately trying to remember the question and not slow down your hips, Billy starts helping Stu get his wet clothes off. He also shuts off the water which leaves your skin cooling down rapidly, goosebumps appearing on your skin and sending shivers down your spine.

Once he has all of Stu's clothes off, he kneels behind him and starts palming his dick. Slowly but firmly taking it in hand and stroking him up and down. Stu lets his head fall back onto Billy's shoulder and moans unabashedly at how good he feels. How good Billy is making him feel. The sight makes your concentration waver. Your mind is completely empty, safe for the two beautiful men in front of you. The way their hair sticks to their foreheads, Billy looking at you with hunger in his eyes and that feral edge. Stu squeezes his eyes shut as he softly starts thrusting into Billy's hand. Usually that would have earned him a slap to the thighs and a warning, but right now all Billy wanted was to tease you.

He takes pity on you as Stu grows closer and closer, holding onto Billy and you with one hand each.

“I'll give you a little hint, darling. How does the dildo feel?” Suddenly his words sprang back into your mind.

“Even though our good little slut is filled to the brim by a toy and is fucking herself just as fast as we do, she still can't quite get it right. Can you, doll?”

You immediately scramble for an answer.

“Fuck, Billy.”

“Good start.”

You whine once more as your hips desperately try to keep up the pace Billy had set for you.

“I can't get it right,” you sob in frustration as your wetness drips down your legs. With the shower turned off you can be sure it was the juices of your pussy that are making such obscene noises and dripping slowly down your thighs.

Billy gives Stu's sensitive tip extra attention, making the tall man writhe in his place on Billy's lap. He moans as a blush spreads down his chest. “That's right doll, you can't. But why? And you better hurry because if Stu cums before you answer, you're watching.” He chuckles at your frustrated groan and speeds up his hand on Stu's cock.

“I- oh my fuckin God. I can't get it right because-” Stu moans loud and desperate, getting closer each second. “Because it's not hard enough.” Billy hums long, considering your answer. “Yes. But why?” You groan again, this time louder and with more annoyance behind it. “Careful,” Billy spoke low and with warning.

With one last whine you focus all your concentration on your words and close your eyes. “I can't get it right because you fuck me so much harder and I can't fake that. I need your hands on my hips as you pull me into every thrust and I need you to speak to me, to call me names and to tell me I'm doing good. I need you to pound into me like I'm your personal toy and I can't fake that with a dildo, please. Please fuck me like I need you to. I'm begging you Billy, please.”

You prepare yourself to hear Billy ask you for another, better answer, but it didn't come. Instead you hear Stu's sob and whine as he is denied his orgasm. No doubt having been right on the edge. When you open your eyes again, Stu looks back at you with tired, teary eyes and his mouth hanging open. Billy on the other hand looks absolutely feral. His eyes have a certain glint in it that tells you that you are in for a ride.

He reaches out to touch your cheek and strokes his thumb over your skin. “That's a good girl. And just in time too.” He softly pushes Stu to sit on the shower floor and keeps a leg behind his back to help him stay upright while he pulls on your shoulders to stop you from continuing to fuck yourself on your dildo. “Now, you have 5 minutes to help Stu get up and get both of your asses to the bedroom. I want you on the bed, legs spread and ready with Stu right between them. He gets to make you extra worked up with his mouth as a bit of revenge for his edge.” At that, Stu hums satisfied and lets out a chuckle.

“I'm gonna watch him edge you however often he sees fit, and then we're both going to fuck you. Nice and hard.” Billy grabs your jaw and pulls you in for a quick kiss before staring at you an inch away from your face. “Because I know that's what our little whore craves. Isn't it?” You nod eagerly and correct yourself with a quick “Yes sir,” before Billy can say anything.

As soon as Billy lets go of your jaw and nods his head towards the bathroom door, you're scrambling to help Stu on his feet, your own knees still wobbly.

Billy watches as the two of you slowly make your way to the bedroom with shaky legs, sees how wet your thighs are and how there's still more dripping out of your glistening pussy. He watches Stu grab your ass, squeezing the flesh beneath his finger in a way that is sure to be a promise of all the teasing that's to come. He truly can't wait to see Stu ruin you with his mouth before they fuck you until you can't remember your own name.

God, he loves the both of you so much.

---

Please don't repost or reupload this fic anywhere else. It's mine and I'd love to keep it that way.

[petrichorvoices]

AROMANTICISM. YOU AGREE. REBLOG

[marclef]

quick, slightly cleaned sketches of me trying to figure out how the heck i want my Peppino Clones to look. but ehhhh they look nice so i'm posting them.

[afriendlywolf]

Me at the bear orgy

[alexiethymia]

‘that’s disappointing’

I’m gonna ramble like it’s nobody’s business. I was captivated by woo-young and jun-ho from the start. mainly because I usually tend to favor the second lead in kdramas (this started with hotelier and you’re beautiful) so to see a second lead main lead just fills me with butterflies (i thought they would finally settle after han joon-hwi but then jun-ho comes along)

- it’s in the way they are both so thirsty for each other and yet it’s also in such an innocent way. I was expecting the fluff, but the blatant show of desire on both ends makes me feel like I’m eating a full course dinner. I do not blame either of them. At all.

- imma add this. the hilarious misunderstanding between woo-young and ra-mi. ‘good looking one? you mean attorney minwoo?’ woo-young utterly perplexed ‘what are you on about? do you not have eyes?’ her absolutely sure that anyone would just know she means jun-ho when she says ‘handsome’. in the same way, jun-ho was gobsmacked by her in that wedding dress, woo-young pretty much noticed how ridiculously attractive he was when they first met. so I’m on the ‘she fell first, but he fell harder (oh so much harder)’ camp.

- it’s in the way the female is the proactive one about making her intentions known. there’s no will they, won’t they miscommunication. if he was given a chance to, jun-ho would shout it from the rooftops (he already has actually to suyeon even), but he can’t ever get the words out because of the care and respect he has for her and his own need for a perfect moment. that beautiful sunset? that thoughtful gesture of showing her the whale painting? the absolutely sweet gift of an ocean projector (where can I get one too??). This is a man who loves his grand gestures. 

- the way the love triangle was resolved in such quick order and beautifully at that. there’s no being obtuse or petty. suyeon’s embarrassed I’m sure, but more than that because she can see the depth of feelings between the two as well as woo-young’s insecurity, she puts her first. more than the hurt is the overwhelming care and protectiveness she feels over woo-young that lead her to convince jun-ho to be clearer. 

- the way minwoo is adamantly shipping suyeon and junho together, not even considering woo-young because of his severe dislike of her, but irony of ironies suyeon being the one who pushes the two closer together. woo-young has such good friends seriously. 

- that line, omg that line that all of us CANNOT forget. It is such a devastating line and look, but what just gets me, shoots me right in the heart, is not how flirty he is when he says it, but rather the hint of heartbreak, and the utter longing on his face when he says it, like of course he’s disappointed, because everything woo-young said? heart rate beating faster?? he feels it each and every time he’s near woo-young. heck they don’t even have to be in the same room. he just hears her name and his heart rate picks up and he just melts. the dichotomy of restraint and care. you can feel how badly he wants to touch her, be closer to her, both physically and to know her, but he refrains all the time, even in verbalizing his feelings, not because he’s ashamed, but because he always wants to be careful and respect her boundaries. 

- the difference between how he interacts with her, and how other people who love her interact with her, is it’s not only him wanting to accommodate her and give her his full attention. it’s also him wanting her attention on him too - so, so much. 

- with ra-mi and suyeon, woo-young is affectionate in her own way, and they recognize that and feel loved. there are times her father understands her and yet there are also times he wants more of her care and attention, but he’s resigned about how that’s just the way woo-young is. 

- but with jun-ho, each and every time you can feel that wanting to just be noticed by her, wanting her to want to spend time with him - to want him. at first it was just curiosity and intrigue, perhaps infatuation after seeing that absolutely gorgeous smile and wedding dress, but then it became so much more after seeing her vulnerability and brilliance. it wouldn’t be a joke to say that he eventually ended up wishing woo-young would look at him the way she looks at whales. 

- in other words, he became greedy wanting that straightforward and pure gaze to be on him and for him. but despite that, he never pushes, never intrudes, never demands her attention as if he has the right to it. he just waits and eventually that waiting is rewarded. after the initial confusion, and how woo-young always make his head spin, once the realization sets in, you see the fragility on his face. he’s being as vulnerable the same way woo-young is letting herself be vulnerable in front of him. in a way he feels like glass. he understands that woo-young has the power to break his heart. but despite that chance of rejection, he presses forward anyway, even if in baby steps. he’s being brave the same way woo-young is being brave in front of him. 

- in closing, they are perfect for each other, your honor.

- (now if only they stopped getting interrupted.)

[blaiddraws]

Is there a summary of the fulcrum au?

undoubtedly but i don't feel like looking for it so. quick recap!

twin dragons au -- ingo is Zekrom and emmet is Reshiram. the way it works in this is that they can be Either human Or dragon but not physically both at the same time. zero dragon traits in human form, etc.

which is why it's Really Freaking Weird And Alarming when emmet finds himself half-reshiram'd one day. (especially once he later realizes ingo is missing--)

anyway. ingo gets eeby deebied and something about the trip to hisui smushes his human and pokemon form together. and since he and emmet/reshiram are so closely connected it kinda. pushed back to him as well.

various side notes under the cut;

- ingo arrives in hisui with no memories, but does have a somewhat easier time regaining them, especially once akari shows up and helps him

- dad ingo. adopts akari. we love to see it

- he also isn't technically a warden but the pearl clan lets him do what he wants. they treat him like a person, for the most part, but not really like a Human, if that makes sense. he's treated normally but there's always a strange tone to most of his interactions with the residents of hisui.

- pearl clan also decided he must be a gift from sinnoh. adaman saw this, decided ingo is a gift from HIS sinnoh and actually belongs with his own clan. ingo ignores this and hangs out in the highlands the majority of the time. but does spend a lot more time with the pearl clan because they're the ones that found him and took him in

- meanwhile. emmet stays out of public eye for a hot minute. and by that i mean a month or so. which isn't that surprising considering his brother disappeared. people figure he's just trying to cope.

- but. he's driving himself insane he can't stay away from the subway that long he has GOT to get back. or he will die. (he says this, dramatically, to elesa). and there's no leads on getting him back to normal.

- (technically, he could take a trip to sinnoh and call up arceus. but with ingo missing he feels that leaving the region would be a bad idea and totally irresponsible.)

- so he just. Shows Up At Work One Day. all half-reshiram'd. as if there is nothing wrong. depot agents, after a moment of baffled staring, have to just roll with it.

- the Public, however. dhkshsksbsksjd

- all he can say is that he has No Idea why he is Like This (true) and it happened when ingo disappeared (true). "But why do you look so much like Reshiram?" "you expect me to know the answer to that?? i'm a train conductor." (blatantly skirting around the truth without directly lying).

- eventually unova accepts that. yeah okay their subway boss is fluffy now. weirder things have happened tbh.

- surprisingly enough, the whole thing stays pretty well contained within unova, ESPECIALLY nimbasa. emmet is THEIR subway boss and he's Going Through It. he deserves to be treated well. etc.

- ANYEEWAYE. cut back to hisui. ingo adopts akari etc etc etc. she starts helping him regain his memory. and the more things he remembers, the easier it IS to remember.

- once akari finishes the pokedex, he remembers a significant amount of his human life. not quite enough to be Normal, but a fair amount. (he also remembers some stuff from being a legendary dragon, but a legendary dragon is a LOT more long-lived than a human. there's a Lot there to remember. and is a lot more... nebulous of a mind than a human's.)

- akari takes him with her when she goes to fight arceus. ingo has a little chat <3. arceus puts ingo and emmet back how they were before, because they cannot exist in the long-term with their forms smushed together like that.

- (Emmet wakes up one day human again, doom-brains himself into thinking ingo died despite how that would be impossible (considering zekrom is literal deity, the embodiment of the concept of ideals.). spends like two hours like that before elesa and drayden and iris have to knock some sense into him.)

- arceus. like. because Ingo asked nicely, arceus retcons (not Really retcons because it knew ingo would ask this when it did it. time is weird) kyurem into having a human form. caveats of this includes. kyurem doesn't Know or Remember that they're kyurem. they can't shift into kyurem. etc. because kyurem shouldn't be able to have a human form in the first place because of their. them-ness. their existence. makes it impossible. but arceus makes it possible because ~hadwavey seals their power away and uses its own to keep the human form intact idk~ Arceus-ness.

- ingo and akari spend the next few weeks tying things up and saying goodbyes before they go home. (ingo goes around saying his goodbyes and expressing his gratitude to people. COMPLETELY forgetting to mention the very important fact that he was that one dragon guy. he goes around to the same people a second time, significantly more mortified, and explains.) (akari was there most of the time and let it happen. it was hilarious.)

- ANYWAY eventually ingo and akari go home. happy reunions time!!!

- (and then, of course. we get into what is almost like the postgame plot equivalent of the au dkshksdhksjsjd. Who Is Kyurem?)

[wormy-worm]

ok u know what maybe if the world isn't ready for sunrazer post that means that the world IS ready for Amoveous siblings post. This is Milo and Enho and theyre my DARLINGS and i love them SO MUCH. i have. SOOOOOOOO many thoughts abt them but after the previous post massacre i do not really feel like typing all of that xoxo love <3

[onlyzhuyilong]

Why is he opening an umbrella in bed made of pillows

[veradragonjedi]

We constantly see people in the comments of body (specifically aging) positivity, saying things like "but wearing makeup isn't bad!" and "but also do what you want with your body! Women can wear makeup if they want to :)", and for a while I didn't know why I felt so upset about it. But today I was listening to a beauty YouTuber debunk a cream that supposedly prevented wrinkles, and I was instantly struck with the realisation that, on makeup videos, nobody ever says "but not wearing makeup isn't bad!" or "women don't have to wear makeup if they don't want to!!"

[jingsyuans]

Finally uploaded a small oneshot I’ve been working on for several months (probably half a year) and it’s finally done and only 5k long so there’s a good look into how off my game I’ve been 😔🙏

[adrift-in-thyme]

Behold a smol Edward doodle featuring a disembodied hand

[petrichorvoices]

[ID: a digital sketch of an original character named Phyllis, laid out to quote Olympia by Manet. Phyllis is lounging on her side propped up by a pillow and a large Squishmallow, with one leg crossed over the other, one elbow resting on the Squishmallow, and her other arm resting over her crotch. she stares at the viewer with a displeased expression. her hair is somewhat curly and is in an extended bob style with large bangs. she has an unreadable tattoo over her knee, stretch marks on her hips and breasts, and leg hair. save for a bracelet and a croc on her topmost leg, she is entirely nude. at her feet is a plushie of a two-headed snake. on the wall behind her is a flag that reads "lesbian", a family photo, a photo of a bouquet of flowers, and a photo of The Great Wave Off Kanagawa. end ID]

so. we learned about Olympia by Manet today in class. and idk, something about it spoke to me, so i'm making a version of it with our OC Phyllis. gonna try and turn this into a full painting, imitating Manet's style

some notes because i tried to incorporate symbolism:

laying on a very large leopard print squishmallow both because she loves leopard print and because it makes me think of luxury, nod to Olympia

the sandal in Olympia has been turned into a croc

two headed snake both to symbolize modern day {see [friend's] explanation} as well as her whole thing with Martin

turned the draped curtain into a lesbian flag

photos on the wall. we've got a family photo with herself, Martin, and their mother, which is a nod to the maid in Olympia as well as, like. she's independent, further emphasized by the lack of anyone else in the painting, and yet here she has photos of her family. also got a photo of flowers, nod to Olympia. and a photo of The Great Wave Of Kanagawa, both as a nod to the kimono in Olympia as well as to point out how western audiences are still captivated by Japanese art and the like. maybe i should replace it with an anime thing to draw parallels between treatment of Japanese art by western audiences then and now, but i'd need to do more research before committing to that

no choker, she doesn't like necklaces. unsure if i'll keep the bracelet. no flower

[arolesbianism]

You hate how much it tempts you

[catzgam3rz]

What’s up god is tempting me again, will the torment ever end?

[comas-are-for-sleeping]

my mom doesn’t think im autistic and then i write shit like, “yeah i look for patterns in my life but for some reason socializing and people never fit? why cant i apply other knowledge to being a person with other people”

[hippolotamus]

maybe i'm sitting at my desk trying to write you a love letter. except maybe it hit me all at once and is too great, this affection i hold for you. a different shape altogether than what i'm used to. not fragile and desperate and loud and begging. it is strong and certain, quietly content. like wordlessly watching the sunrise on the shores of the great lakes. maybe it has no need to yell and clang for acceptance because it knows we're finally home.