#yeah I was initially like 'holy shit a THREE?? how do you'

[seaofreverie]

Sparkstember Day 19: Lil' Beethoven (Ride 'Em Cowboy)

First of all, let this very important fact be known: the love I have for all three albums in the Lil' Beethoven trilogy cannot be overstated. I think I can safely call them my favourite pieces of art ever made. You know, when you look forward to something and it not only lives up to all your expectations but it's also just SO SO much more? Something about this neoclassical / dada / deconstruction of pop music / whatever-you-should-even-call-it approach is absolutely PERFECTLY suited for my tastes, and I didn't even know I was looking for something EXACTLY like this until I found it.

I think the circumstances of my first hearing of this album are pretty funny and something I got pretty lucky with actually (I often think about this with Sparks in general, as much as I wish I've known about them sooner I also do feel like they appeared in my life when I needed that the most. But anyway.) I was very eagerly looking forward to hearing it and finally seeing for myself what the genius of this album is all about. But I insisted that I can only do it through a physical format because yesss, let's make it even more *special*! The moment I've been waiting for! So yeah let's gooo, I need to wait until my CD arrives in the mail (that was one of the longest weeks of my life). And then I started to wonder, well, maybe I actually won't like it that much. To hype myself up to this extent and then be severly dissapointed - would have sucked!

Well, I was NOT dissapointed. Instead I was perplexed, confused, but also very intrigued and quite, ok not just quite, *completely* amazed already. That was the initial reaction and I think it's a rare but very beautiful moment when this happens - no need to *fully* grasp it right away, but enough to be all like "oh that was SOMETHING. I need more." As I said after that first listen (and I actually have my whole LIVE reaction to hearing LB written down lmao, that's how much of a big deal this was for me), I felt like it actually has to grow on me a bit still, gradually but surely with each next listen, rather than the 1st listen being THE prime listening experience. And that was very true! But it wasn't even gradual, it was very fast, seriously. And something very important that stood out to me right away too were the melodies - something about them, and that continues into HYL and ECOTD too. It's this classic feeling of: this always existed, or at least it feels like I've known it for years already. And as I listen more and become more familiar with them the magic still grows.

It's of course no coincidence to me that an album that relies so much on extreme levels of repetition is so addicting, even hypnotising. And once upon a time I thought that I couldn't like something that's too repetitive and therefore could be considered monotonous or "predictable". But nothing is predictable about LB actually. (Besides... ok, I'll get to that one bit later). But yeah, it's good for the brain. And it's been said before by others but this music definitely has this certain neurodivergent appeal thanks to all this, and, well, I love that aspect of it so much and I definitely relate to it on some level that goes even deeper than just song topics and instrumentation choices. It's in the structure and the fundaments of it all too.

I legally can't finish this without a dedicated paragraph to the 2004 Live In Stockholm performance because HOLY SHIT. Feeling so lucky again that all three of these albums got this treatment and we have recordings of these half-concert-half-performance-art pieces that we can now marvel at. I will say that like, a pretty big part of the sum of the appeal that LB has as an album is stored in this show and its visual and narrative elaboration on its themes. And also it's just so fun to watch! Sometimes I thought about how this might be an even better introduction to LB / this era of Sparks / Sparks in general than the actual album but well, never had a chance to test that and you know. Maybe shouldn't recommend Sparks with one of the most leftfield things there is to be found from them. Either way, very good, very important, felt like experiencing the power of LB for the first time all over again.

So now, please hear my exact reasonings for why I so deeply love (almost) every single one of these songs......

The Rhythm Thief

NO song made such a big impression on me the first time I heard it as this. I might have gotten more used to it after all this time but man, The Rhythm Thief, you will always be the realest one to me. This is what made me look forward to the whole album so much and convinced me that it would be like nothing else I've heard before. And that turned out to be so very beautifully true!

How Do I Get To Carnegie Hall?

I could listen to this one a hundred times in a row over and over and not get sick of it one bit. That's it, idk what else to add, beautiful and ethereal in every way

What Are All These Bands So Angry About?

Mostly I just want to direct everyone's attention to the bridge section, at the 2:26-2:52 time mark, which as far as I can say is the most heavenly piece of music ever made. Feeling like that Winnie The Pooh soul leaving his body gif each time I hear this

I Married Myself

Aromantic anthem, to me. Not that much to say actually but it's just, a very sweet and pretty song even when it might be taken as just this sort of ironic piece, I think it's this situation where a song can be taken more or less literally and it doesn't lose anything, rather the sincerity takes on a new sort of meaning? Because yes, maybe this hyperbolic situation (marrying yourself) COULD be the solution to the heartbreak of failed relationships. Ever thought about that??? Ok, stopping right here and leaving my I Married Myself analysis for another day

Ride 'Em Cowboy

My mind is blank on this one suddenly. But it's so good believe me. I love it a lot. It just has this LB spirit that makes it very addicting to listen to

My Baby's Taking Me Home

This was sort of the first Sparks song I've ever heard, or maybe that I quote-unquote purposefully listened to, and I think that's pretty important considering that it was the moment that ultimately lead to... all this. This song has always been incredibly beautiful and powerful to me, but lately it just makes me emotional to an extent that makes it hard to listen to most of the time. I WOULD sell all my material possessions for even one chance to experience this song live by the way

Your Call Is Very Important To Us. Please Hold

Earns soooo much as a live version, but even without that I think it's genius in the same way as The Rhythm Thief, and maybe the most disquieting piece here overall... If we ignore the next one maybe

Ugly Guys With Beautiful Girls

Sitting there hearing the intro of this song all like "huh, this is so chill and calm... too calm..." and then being hit with, well, everything that's going on in this song afterwards was truly THE MOMENT back in the day (and re: the predictability thing. idk though, it's not like, really an issue). Later on I decided that this sort of narrative nature of the song makes it have less replayability value than the rest (???) but I abandoned that opinion soon enough, thank god. I love it how long it took me to realize that this song and the ending of MBTMH are the only times when drums appear on this entire album (I mean no, I'm not very proud of that fact actually, as the self-proclaimed biggest LB fan in my area. And The Rhythm Thief literally saying "say goodbye to the beat"... come on man). So yes, sometimes less is more! I adore this song now it's such a treat I would gladly terrorize my neighbours with it

Suburban Homeboy

Ok, I'm sorry Suburban Homeboy fans but this is the only song here that I'm not a HUGE fan of. I still think it's brilliant and an incredibly fitting ending for the whole thing - the mood whiplash is amazing as this is the only "vaguely happy sounding" song on here, per my words from months back. And what's better than yelling WE ARE THE SUBURBAN HOMEBOYS! (I'm actually awaiting today's Sparks karaoke rating reveal very impatiently lol the reveal happened before I posted this and I'm very happy about it)

One more actually, a quick word on Wunderbar because it gave us two things that we might have not been able to do without: 1) this whole album actually (the fact that LB exists because of Wunderbar giving the Maels the idea to continue meddling with this style. Up there as one of my fav pieces of Sparks trivia) 2) anddddd the 21×21 performance of it of course

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

✨Dress Up, Part 1: The Proposal✨

IT IS DONE HOLY SHIT! Yeah, I had to change this fic 3 different times, I'm really sorry this one took so long. Hopefully you all like this one and thank you for your patience <3

Consider this a reward for kicking Vox's ass in this poll and declaring our short king the ACTUAL hottest character in Hazbin Hotel lmao

Edit: This is now going to be a multi-chapter story! Look forward to more! Thank you all for the support 💖

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Lucifer x f!sinner reader

Summary: Lucifer takes you dress shopping for a special night out, but for some reason he's been acting a little strange lately...

Warnings: 18+, smut, public teasing, oral (f receiving), fingering, p in v

Lucifer excitedly told you that he wanted to take you dress shopping today. It wasn't out of the norm for you two to go out on the town and indulge on some sort of spending spree together. Plus Lucifer absolutely loved buying things for you; whether it be precious jewelry, beautiful flowers, or brand-new clothes. But you had to admit it's been a while since you've gone out, what with Lucifer spending a majority of time at the hotel assisting his daughter Charlie. You were so happy that they were able to rekindle their bond after so many years of being apart. You were more than happy to help with the hotel as well! You found ways to help Charlie with whatever she needed, which somehow ended up being more than you initially thought. It was exhausting to say the least, but you enjoyed it nonetheless! You were very much looking forward to going out today with your beloved king. And of course he was taking you to one of the most esteemed shops in all of Hell, Vivacious by Velvette. He truly spared no expense when it came to you.

But for some reason, you couldn't shake the feeling that something was…off about Lucifer today.

He didn't seem upset or angry or anything of the sort. More like, he was scared? Or perhaps nervous about something? You couldn't think of anything that could be making him feel this way. The hotel was doing great, Charlie and Lucifer’s relationship was better than it’s ever been, and you and Lucifer have been nothing but enamored with each other. You were just clothes shopping after all. You two had been dating for some time now; you remembered how Lucifer used to be all kinds of flustered during your first few outings. You thought it was adorable the way he stumbled over his words when he brought up the newest duck he had added to his collection or when he complimented every single outfit you’ve ever worn. He still did those things, of course, but he slowly became more and more comfortable and confident around you. But today was something you’ve never seen before. The wary smiles he’s been giving throughout day, the jitteriness of his movements anytime you approached him, his rapid speech patterns…was he hiding something from you? You intended to get to the bottom of it.

You walked down the streets of Hell with Lucifer by your side, his arm linked with yours. You stepped into the lavish shop, dresses of all kids hung from the racks: ball gowns, sun dresses, cocktail dresses; anything you could think of was there! Lucifer told you to take your time and to pick out as many as you wanted to try on while he waited for you by the dressing room. Despite the plethora of options at your fingertips, you only found yourself intrigued by a handful of dresses. Some with more material than others but you'd thought you'd give them a try regardless; you weren't shy when it came to your body.

You grabbed the three dresses that appealed to you the most and made your way towards the changing rooms. Just as he promised, you saw Lucifer standing at the end of the hall waiting for you. But he didn't seem to notice you at first, his attention was elsewhere. Next to the changing rooms was the most impressive collection of wedding dresses you'd ever seen in Hell and even on Earth, each more breathtaking than the last. You noticed Lucifer staring at the wall of dresses with an almost wishful expression, reaching out to touch one of the dresses' lacy sleeve, gently massaging it between his fingers. You smiled and quietly walked over to join him.

"They're really beautiful, aren't they?," you said, snapping him out of his trance and making him jump a bit. He smiled at you, his hand still holding onto the sleeve.

"Absolutely stunning," he beamed. Although, with the way he was looking at you, it didn't seem like he was referring to the dresses. You felt a small blush creep across your cheeks.

One of the employees walked up to you and directed you to an empty changing room. Lucifer waited outside patiently, smiling at you as you closed the sort behind you. The first dress you wanted to try on was a simple black sheath dress. Once you slipped it on, you reached behind of and attempted to grab the zipper. You can only manage to pull it up so far before it wouldn’t budge anymore, causing you to huff in frustration. Slowly, you opened the door to see Lucifer’s eager face staring back at you.

“I need your help, hon,” you admitted. “I can’t reach the zipper.”

Quickly, Lucifer stood up and followed you into the changing room. You turned your back to him and lifted your hair up and out of the way so the zipper couldn’t catch it. Lucifer placed one hand on your hip and the other on the back of your dress. You heard the zipper moving, but it only took you a second to realize it was moving in the wrong direction. Cheeky bastard, you thought to yourself.

“Up, Lucifer,” you said with a smirk, glancing at him over your shoulder. You heard a light chuckle escape him.

“Sorry, darling,” he apologized almost insincerely, peppering kisses down your neck, “can’t help myself when it comes to you.” Lethargically, he pulled the zipper up to the top, finally letting your hair fall back down. If he wanted to play games, you were more than happy to participate. Because you knew how to win. And just maybe, you could get him to admit to whatever he was keeping from you.

“I wouldn’t start something that you’re not ready to finish, sweet pea,” you threatened with a smug grin.

Before Lucifer could get a word out, you spun around and pushed him gently against the wall, eliciting a small yelp from him. You placed both of your arms on either side of his head, effectively trapping him. His eyes widened, sucking in a breath as he realized how vulnerable he was in this new position he had found himself in. His head and hands became flat against the wall as he looked into your now ravenous eyes.

“My love, p-please,” he began to stammer, “I-I didn’t want to-HNG,” you effectively cut off his meek pleas as your one hand traveled down below his belt. You maneuvered your hand up and down at an agonizingly slow pace. Nonetheless, you felt him start to harden underneath his pants almost instantly. You flashed a devious smile, but he didn’t see it, as he had screwed his eyes shut. Baring his clenched teeth, he tried desperately to hold his breath as to not make any lewd noises. You took that as a challenge, of course.

“So it’s only alright if you get to tease me, is that it, Luci?,” you questioned, leaning your head forward with your lips now pressed against his ear. “Now that doesn’t seem fair at all, does it?”

Lucifer gulped as you continued your teasing ministrations. “I’m s-sorry, sweetheart,” he looked at you doe-eyed. “P-Please don’t-mmph…don’t do this, not here. I won’t be able to hold back, not today…”

“Oh, I’m counting on that,” you retorted. “You know you’ve been acting out of sorts all day, don’t think I haven’t noticed. Maybe if you tell me what’s wrong, I’ll show you some mercy.”

Lucifer audibly gulped at your words. "It's…it's nothing, angel, I promise, I just-fuck," you pressed your hand in harder against the growing tent in his pants, silencing his response.

"You hesitated just now," you told him. "If that's how you want it to be, so be it. You don't have to tell me. But you're not off the hook, not by a longshot." You pulled away from him, giving him a chance to breathe normally once again. You gave a quick glance to the mirror to finally get a look at the dress you had adorned. It looked nice! But it came off as something you would wear in an office setting; not really your style. You looked back at Lucifer who was instantly frozen in place from your gaze.

"I'm not feeling this one," you remarked, "help me with the zipper?" You turned your back to him once more, feeling his hand tentatively grab the zipper. "You can only touch the dress, understand? I'm off limits."

"M-mhmm," Lucifer agreed. He behaved and only tugged the zipper down halfway until you could reach it yourself.

"Good boy."

You discarded the dress quickly, leaving you in only your lacy black bra and matching black panties. Lucifer forced himself to look away from you, trying to reach for the door handle.

"And where do you think you're going?," you asked coyly, stopping him in his tracks entirely.

“I umm, just uhh…giving you privacy?” He tentatively went for the handle again, but your arm shot out, keeping the door in its locked state.

“Oh, we’re way past decency here, Lucifer.” You maneuvered him away from the door and sat him down on the large white bench that was affixed to the wall. You leveraged your foot against the area just below his hip and rested one hand on the top of your thigh, the other on your hip. “Besides, you’re not really in any condition to be in the public view” leaning forward and shooting a quick glance down at his crotch, “now are you?”

Lucifer could only shake his head.

"Glad you agree," you smiled and pecked his lips, a pathetic little whine leaving Lucifer's throat. "I have a few more dresses to try on. You can look, but you cannot touch unless I say, alright?"

"Yes, love," he murmured obediently. You smiled and turned around to pick up the black dress you had let fall to the floor. You bent over slowly to pick it up, giving Lucifer a lovely view of your barely covered ass. You heard a deep inhale behind you followed by a shaky exhale.

You hung up the black dress and moved onto the next dress; a beautiful lavender colored Bardot dress with sleeves that hung off your shoulders. Luckily this one didn't have a zipper, you only needed to step in and shimmy it up your body. You adjusted your bra straps and hid them under the sleeves for the time being. You liked this one more than the last, you did as few twirls in front of the mirror checking every single angle.

"What do you think of this one, hon?," you asked, looking at his reflection in the mirror. It seemed as though he was gripping that bench with just a little too much force.

"Ravishing," Lucifer breathed. You had given him permission to look, and he was taking fully advantage of your generosity. He was chopping at the bit, fighting every urge to pounce right then and there. Lucifer's eyes were hungry, his lips curled into a smile to try and hide how badly he needed you at this moment. You admired his will power…but how strong was it truly? You made your way back towards him, chuckling playfully. Without warning, your knees found their way onto the bench, now fully straddling the mess of a man beneath you.

"W-what are you-mmph!" Lucifer tried to ask you but was cut short by your lips suddenly on his. You wrapped your arms around his neck and placed a small peck to his forehead.

"You always say just the right things, Luci," you cooed as you began to shift your hips against him. Hearing the mangled moans coming from Lucifer was nothing short of euphoric. You noticed he had released his grasp on the bench and began to move towards your hips. You gripped the back of his head, his hair firmly between your fingers, and tilted his head back gently. Lucifer grunted softly as you brought your lips to his neck. "Ah, ah, ah, what did I say, love? No touching," you scolded, now sucking and nibbling at his tender skin, desperately needing to mark him.

Lucifer whimpered and reluctantly brought his hands back to their original position on the frigid bench that paled in comparison to the feeling of your warm body that was pressed against him. "I-I can't do this f-for much longer, darling," he whimpered, "I can only h-handle- hnng, so much, I…ssshhhhhhiiittt-" Lucifer's hot breath became increasingly labored as you continued to rock your hips against his painfully growing bulge.

Just then, you heard the sound of a door closing. Someone had just entered the room next to you. With the threat of being heard now looming, you lifted yourself from his neck to see that Lucifer's eyes had turned an ominous red. It felt as if his slit black irises were staring straight into your soul, attempting to burn you from within. He was losing control fast. But you weren't done with him just yet. With a smirk, you placed a finger over his soft lips. "Shh," you whispered almost inaudibly, "you may want to keep your voice down from now on."

A low guttural growl erupted from Lucifer, not of anger, but of pure lust. His obedience hanging by the thinnest of threads as you removed yourself from his lap and stripped yourself of the purple dress. At this point, you couldn’t really care less about the dresses. This was much more entertaining.

The last dress you had grabbed was a form fitting strapless dress decorated entirely in ruby colored sequence with a long slit up the side. You held it against your body in the mirror, but something didn't look quiet right. But then in donned on you, and a devious thought had crossed your mind. You made your way over to Lucifer once more, noticing his claws were now digging into his thighs.

"Can you hold this for just a moment, dear?," you asked innocently. He looked up at you with his still crimson eyes, outstretching his hand silently. Once he was holding the garment, you reached around the back of your bra and unclasped it, letting it hit the floor with a soft thud. Lucifer's eyes became saucers, bunching up the dress in his hand with a clenched fist. Your soft and tender breasts were mere inches from his touch and yet he found he could only sit there motionless, writhing under each new temptation you threw at him.

"You…you are…" Lucifer began, finding it agonizingly difficult to steady his breathing.

You smiled and tugged the dress back from Lucifer's powerful grip. "The dress wouldn't look right with the bra on, silly! I should have brought one of my strapless ones, but oh well, live and learn!" You giggled to yourself and turned away from the fallen angel who's resolve was deteriorating with each passing moment. And with that final move, you had definitely won the game.

Or did you?

While you were mentally congratulating yourself on your perceived victory, you hadn't noticed that Lucifer had moved from his seated position, picking up every article of your clothing that you used to torment him. All you felt next was something wrap around your waist tightly. Was that…his tail?

"What the-AHH!," you tried to question, only to be pulled backwards through a portal that had been summoned, dropping the red dress in the process. The pale white dressing room vanished from sight and you were left standing in the middle of your bedroom. “Lucifer, why did you-" but you couldn’t finish your question. When you turned around, your lover was on his knees behind you, his demonic horns now on full display. He lifted his head, his eyes brimming with tears that threatened to fall at any moment. "Oh, Luci…"

"Please forgive me, I-I'm so sorry, my angel," he cried, "I know I've been acting strange all day and I know that you know I've been keeping something from you. I swear on my immortal life that I will tell you, but I'm begging you…" you kneeled down with him, cupping his face with your hand, "no more teasing. P-please…I-I need you…"

You gave him a loving smile and brought your lips to his. He melted from your touch, grabbing at your hand that held his cheek. "You know I love you, Lucifer," you breathed as you pulled away, "I'm sorry if I took things too far back there, I never want to upset you. You don't have to tell me anything if you're not ready to do so. I can wait. But first…" You stood from your kneeling position and offered him a hand up. The way his demonic form had taken over from just your teasing had you desperate for him beyond belief. Not that your previous bouts of teasing him hadn't worked you up already. You needed him too. Now.

You laid flat on you back against the soft sheets, beckoning him closer with a curl of your finger. Lucifer finally flashed you a toothy grin and in an instant, snapped his fingers, completely removing all of his clothing. Normally he liked to make a show of his undress, but you were both too far gone to care at this point. His tail swished behind him as he excitedly climbed up to join you in bed. He stared down at your crotch, licking his forked tongue across his lips. Without hesitation, he removed your panties and spread your legs apart, taking in the sight of your completely drenched pussy. He leaned down quickly and began to leave sloppy kisses and nips along your inner thighs before stopping right at your entrance.

You chuckled lightly at his eagerness to please you. "Luci, you know you don't have to do this. Especially not after what I put you through today."

Lucifer, in response, let two of his fingers slide against your folds, earning a hardy moan from you. "Trust me when I say this, darling," his voice was low, dripping with lust, "I will never deny either of us this pleasure." You felt his steamy breath against your womanhood as he looked up at you with half-lidded eyes, sending a shiver down your spine. "You may want to hold on, sweetheart."

Without another word, Lucifer ran his snake-like tongue against your cunt like a starved man. You arched your back in pure ecstasy, unable to focus on anything other than the way he was making you feel. He hooked his arms underneath your legs and brought you as close to his face as physically possible, digging his claws into your soft thighs and wrapping his tail around your calf. You realized what he had meant with his last statement and reached out to grip his devilish horns. Your grasp forced a moan out of him as he worked his tongue on your sensitive nub, circling it relentlessly. You knew how skilled he was with his mouth, but it never failed to awe you every time he used it. It wasn't long before you felt a different sensation, that of two clawed finger thrusting into you at a rapid pace.

"Lu-Lucifer, fuck, f-feels so good," you whimpered in between your heavy breaths, "right-SHIT… right there, d-don't stop, please don't stop!" Your pleas only fueled Lucifer’s hunger for you and his desire to make you come undone around him. His tongue and fingers worked in tandem, bringing you closer and closer to your release. Your knuckles were turning white with the amount of force you were using to hold onto his horns. You let one hand drop to tug at Lucifer's hair, another broken moan escaping him as you did. His fingers curled up into you, hitting your g spot repeatedly as his lips sucked on your clit with reckless abandon. That coil in your stomach was on the verge of snapping. "S-so close…gonna c-cum, fuckfuckFUCK LUCIFER!," was the last thing you could utter before your walls clenched around his fingers, feeling yourself pulsate with waves of pleasure. Lucifer helped you ride out your orgasm while lapping up every drop that escaped your body as if it was the nectar of the gods. Once your body finally relaxed, Lucifer removed himself from your thighs, your mess glistening off his chin. He flashed you a wicked grin before using his tongue to clean up the remains of your essence from his face.

The King of Hell crawled up the length of your body until he was hovered directly above you. "I can truly never have enough of you, my queen," he praised. Through your lustful haze, your barely rational mind latched onto what he'd just said. Queen?, you thought, he's never called me that before. Not that you minded in the slightest, you loved it, in fact. Regardless, you clearly weren't in any condition to question his choice of words. Not when you were desperate for his cock to be buried inside you already.

Lucifer caught your lips, his tongue begging for entrance, to which you happily obliged. You could still taste a faint amount of yourself on his lips as your tongues met in a fiery display of passion, twisting and fighting against each other as if trying to establish dominance of the other. You pulled his head closer as he devoured you, saliva dripping down the side of your mouth as his tongue explored every inch of your mouth. His tail refused to recoil as it kept its grip on your lower leg. His hard on pressed against your thigh and you were becoming increasingly impatient. You whimpering against him and bucked your hips up, essentially begging for him to take you completely.

“Please…” was the only word you could force out once you pulled away from his lips. Lucifer smiled, pressing his lips against your ear just as you had done to him earlier.

“Your heart’s desire is my command,” he cooed as you finally felt that familiar pressure between your thighs that you so desperately craved. You felt the head of his cock finally press into your sopping wet cunt, slowing inching himself into you he bottomed out inside of you. You moaned together, now feeling completely whole. Together as one again. Out of nowhere, Lucifer’s wings sprang out behind him once he was fully sheathed inside of you, adding a bright angelic glow to his otherwise hellish appearance.

He was beautiful.

He laughed awkwardly, a hard blush spreading across his face. You reached up and captured his lips once more. He hummed into you, folding his wings around you, completely blocking the outside world. In that perfect moment, the only thing that existed was you and him. After what felt like an eternity, Lucifer finally began to shift his hips, pulling himself out only to thrust right back into you. Slowly at first, relishing every single mewl and whimper you let escape your throat as he rutted into you. But it wasn’t long until his pace quickened, the sound of your slapping skin driving him to the brink. He rested his forehead against yours, refusing to look away from your loving gaze. You felt that coil in your stomach begin to clench once more, making it near impossible to form any coherent sentence, the pleasure his cock was providing was overwhelming you in the best way possible. He noticed this and brough his hand between you two and started circling your already overstimulated clit. You were not going to last much longer. And you could tell his composure was falling apart at the seams as well.

"Hng…fuck…me," Lucifer stammered, his breath hitching on every word "close…I'm close, g-gonna…c-ffffuuucckkk!" He resorted to latching his sharp teeth onto your shoulder, causing small patches of blood to flow out as he came, his hot seed painting your walls white. His wings twitched and spasmed when he finished inside you. His orgasm coupled with his hard thrusts and torturing of your sensitive nub pushed you over the edge for a second time, screaming his name as you clenched around his thick cock. Lucifer lapped up the blood he had drawn from you before he collapsed on top of you, his demonic form finally subsiding, as you both tried your best to catch your breath. You both laid there for a minute or two before even thinking about moving again. Besides, you loved the feeling of his full weight on top of you, it was comforting.

"Remind me to tease you more often," you joked, running your fingers through Lucifer's soft blond hair. He shot his head up and glared at you with a clear 'don't even think about it' look. "I'm kidding! Mostly…" Lucifer rolled his eyes playfully and planted a small peck to your lips. He finally found the strength to pull out of you and roll over onto his side, exhaling heavily.

"That…didn't really go as planned," Lucifer chuckled nervously. Up until now, you had completely forgotten what had even led up to this moment! You guessed you weren't getting a new dress after all, not that you minded, you had more than enough in your closet as it was. "What SHOULD have happened was you were going to pick out a new dress, I was going to take you out on a beautiful romantic candlelit dinner, and then I...I was…" he paused and gulped. "Oh, to hell with it!" He quickly sat up straight and turned to you, using both of his hand to grab onto yours. You sat up as well, your stomach filled with butterflies for a reason you weren't really sure of. "You were right, you know. I was keeping something from you. I am a very bad liar and I'm even worse at keeping secrets. Especially from you. You told me that I didn't have to tell you right now. But that was the problem! I was fighting with every fiber of my being to not tell you immediately! Because I love you with all of my heart and soul and I want to spend the rest of eternity with you by my side and...and..." he exhaled harshly. With a wave of his hand, a small black velvet box appeared. "My love," he opened the box to reveal a ring, "will you do me the incredible honor of becoming my bride?"

You looked down at the precious jewelry before you. A golden snake for the band, with its body wrapped around a beautiful ruby gem in the shape of an apple. Your eyes swelled with tears, you couldn't stop them from flowing down your face. Lucifer panicked and started to wipe them away.

"I-I'm sorry! Please...please don't cry! I didn't mean to-HMPH!" His apologies were cut short when your lips found his. After you pulled away, you laughed, tears refusing to stop. Lucifer's mouth was agape.

"Yes, Lucifer," you bawled, "yes yes yes, a million times yes! Of course I'll marry you, I've never wanted anything more!"

Lucifer sat there in disbelief. But only for a moment before joining you in your crying, wrapping his arms tightly around you, both of your sobs echoing throughout the room.

"You've made me the happiest person in all of Hell, my dear," he cried as he peppered kisses all over your face, clearing away more of your tears. "I love you, from now until the end of time. I promise to be the best husband I can possibly be."

"You're already the best person for me, my King," you smiled. "You don't have to change a thing. I love you, Lucifer Morningstar."

"And I you, Mrs. Morningstar."

~~~~

Congrats on becoming the new Queen(s) of Hell babes 😘

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[silent-stories]

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐑 - 𝟏

Pairing: Eddie x F!Reader

Summary: Dustin convinces Eddie, who is always watching you from a distance, to talk to you.

Eddie hated the way his gaze was always looking for you in the school parking lot, hoping you'd arrived a few minutes early so he could watch you from afar.

He couldn't stop it, he could try to hold back but it was useless, he always found himself looking around hoping to hear your laugh at something stupid that Buckley, who you usually drove to school in your car, had said.

Eddie wasn't the shy type: he walked the cafeteria tables making speeches and always said what he thought. But with you?

All he could do was watch you from afar.

"Dude, you're doing it again." Dustin's voice distracted Eddie from his usual search.

"Doing what?" he asked, sounding a lot more guilty than he intended.

He had been caught.

"You are looking for Y/N." The boy rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Why would I?" Eddie shrugged as if to dismiss the conversation before leaning back against his van.

"Because you like her."

"What? No, absolutely not. We're…I don't even know if she considers me a friend. We're acquaintances. We just know each other. We only have one class together and we've only talked a few times so-"

Three times.

It had been exactly three times you had spoken to Eddie, he remembered them all very well, as well as the way his heart started beating so much faster than usual.

The first time you bumped into him in the hallway. Eddie had initially thought it was someone who did it on purpose, as it usually happened with jogs, but when he heard your immediate apology and from the way you said it was your fault, he understood that you would never do it on purpose.

He quickly realized that you weren't like most of the others at school and that you didn't see him as someone to stay away from and that had only made Eddie fall for you even more.

The second time was during history class, the only one Eddie had with you, that day you arrived five minutes late, having to sit in the only seat left free: the one next to Eddie.

After a few minutes that he had spent sketching in his only notebook trying not to go crazy because of your proximity, you spoke, or rather, whispered.

"I like dragons."

Eddie raised his head as a shy smile appeared on his lips to find your gaze on the dragon he had drawn in his notebook.

He mumbled a "yeah, I like them too" before the teacher turned to you and glared at him.

He didn't say anything for the rest of the lesson but since that day he had always hoped you'd be a few minutes late so you would sit next to him.

It had never happened.

The third time was the only time you really had a conversation with him. You picked up Dustin after a D&D campaign and you spent ten minutes talking to Eddie before you left.

To Eddie's amazement, you two started talking about Metallica. You mentioned that your dad occasionally listened to them and you started the conversation by talking about which songs you knew and which ones you liked more.

Before you left, you talked about how boring math was and how much you enjoyed art class and during all the time you had spent talking a faint smile was permanent on Eddie's lips.

That was all. Only ten minutes.

It had been the shortest ten minutes of his life and Eddie wished you'd stay there and talk to him for hours.

Dustin laughed at the way his friend seemed to lose the ability to form meaningful sentences whenever you were involved.

"Holy shit, you're in love with her."

It wasn't a question. It was a statement.

Eddie sighed, he couldn't deny it anymore. "Henderson, if you tell anyone, consider yourself expelled from the Hellfire Club for the rest of your life."

Dustin adjusted the cap on his head. "Your secret is safe with me. Anyway, Y/N is cool. You should tell her."

Eddie let out a bitter laugh. "For what? To hear her say she wouldn't be with Eddie "the freak" Munson even if I were the last person on the face of the earth? No thanks, I'd rather keep watching her from afar."

"You know she's not like that." Dustin said. "She doesn't judge. Trust me, she was my babysitter for almost three years when I was in middle school, I know her well enough to know that she's a good person, she would never laugh at you and she's a completely badass."

And Eddie knew it. He knew you were kind and funny and so fucking pretty. And that was why the chances he had with you were almost inexistent.

Just as he was about to answer, he saw you.

You walked in his direction, wearing a leather jacket that was a few sizes larger but still looked perfectly on and Eddie nearly felt his heart leap out of his chest.

"Uuh... do you want me to leave you two alone?" Dustin asked with a smirk.

"Don't even try." He retorted, nudging the boy before you reached them.

"Hi" You smiled. "Have you seen Mike by any chance?"

Eddie shook his head. Why were you looking for Wheeler?

"He got into class early, he had to get something." Dustin said.

You rummaged in your bag and pulled out a book. "Nancy was at my house yesterday and she forgot this, could you give it to Mike so he can give it back to her?"

Dustin grabbed the book. "Sure."

"Great. Thank you." You said before a voice called you from behind.

"Y/N, we'll be late for art class!"

Art, right. It was your favorite subject, Eddie remembered that.

But it wasn't Robin who had spoken.

He was a tall boy, with dark blond hair long enough to show his soft curls. His eyes were green and glittered in the morning sun and he was wearing a clean, light blue jacket. His boy-next-door face annoyed Eddie, or maybe it was just the way he was interrupting a moment when he would have a chance to talk to you.

"See you guys." You said before walking towards him.

He put his arm around your shoulders as you walked side by side.

He was your boyfriend.

You had a boyfriend.

Suddenly Eddie was finding it hard to breathe. Of course you had a boyfriend, he'd been a stupid not to think of it before: a girl like you had to have a boyfriend.

And that guy seemed to be the complete opposite of Eddie.

He was also probably rich and had great grades in school. Because those were the kind of guys you liked, right? Certainly not the ones like Eddie. Those who were lucky if they didn't find the words "freak" or "devil" engraved on their locker. Those who had to park further away from school hoping that no one punctured their wheels. The ones who lived in a trailer and had to sell drugs to make ends meet.

"No." Dustin said.

"No what?" He raised his eyebrows, trying to hide his hurt expression.

"He's not her boyfriend, if that's what you're thinking."

"I wasn't thinking about anything at all."

Thank God.

"His name is Aaron Turner. He just moved to Hawkings and he's not Y/N's boyfriend. But he could soon be if you don't talk to her."

"What fool moves to Hawkings?" Eddie asked as his gaze followed your figure walking to school.

You were laughing.

You seemed happy with him.

"What fool doesn't ask the girl he likes out?" Dustin retorted.

Eddie glared at him.

"You said it yourself. 86, your year. Then make it your fucking year and ask her out. Or at least start talking to her and stop looking at her from afar. And try to say things that make sense when she's around."

"I say things that make sense."

Dustin raised his eyebrows.

"Okay, okay."

Since when did he take advice from a fourteen-year-old boy?

But he was going to talk to you.

He had to do it without looking like a complete idiot but he felt he could do it.

Eddie could feel it: 1986 was going to be his year.

Part 2

Tags: @jacklesdeanvessel @morning-sky7 @pipsqueakkitten @navs-bhat

[improvapocalyps]

"Okay, yeah. If you kill a red name, killed a red name-" "I'll give you a life for that. That's the deal." "We'll be back together like buddies again, Bdubs."

In participation of Extreme Timed Challenge Gift Exchange hosted by @extremetimedchallengeexchange!

[gifs, full storyboard, behind-the-scene rambles under cut]

past 48h animatics: MCYTETC2023, ETC2023

[Red Lives-Suspicion; Prayer-Determination; Fireworks]

Fiddled with gradient maps this time for some additional colors :D I would have colored in the eyes as well, but I didn't have enough energy left when the event hit the 47th hour xD

Also played around with camera movements. Respect to people who do fan edits and other forms of video/ assets editing 'cause keyframes are so 😭

13 hours to draft storyboard this time! Last year I used 16 but with waaay more frames idk how I accomplished that. Probably bc this year I'm drawing more than three(3) characters lmao

Progress Timeline:

[13th hour] finished storyboard/ draft (plany off time...) [25th hour] lineart for the first 10 seconds (wuh oh) [36th hour] lineart for the first 25 seconds (oh shit oh fuck gotta shorten it) [45th hour] finished Bdubs' part (NOOO I DONT HAVE TIME FOR ETHO)

ngl kinda glad i cut it in half rn 'cause i'd have to spend time figuring out shadowDog's design /lh

Designs I used for Lizzie and Joel (old art from 2022 and 2021 respectively) (holy shit i've been here for 3 years???)

Joel *shakes fist* i hate u and ur stupid beard

[Lyrics vibe/scene planning; hours before disaster]

I think most of the drawn parts didn't deviate from the initial idea. Mostly timing adjustments and building upon the vibes. The parts that were changed the most was the "And you caused it (×3 combo)".

Went from "vague flashbacks" to "following Etho and co. out of the cave and back to Scott's base while implying who Etho blames with single character focus shots".

The first one is Scott because he suggested the idea. Like, obviously he's to blame. It's not like Etho went along and cemented the deal himself. Scott totally peer-pressured him into it.

The second one is Etho because... well the scene ends up kind of being like. The sight of the Snow Fortress triggering a flashback. (EthosLab the content creator deliberately turned his camera towards the Snow Fortress and holds it there for a second instead of looking at the huge lava pillar right in front of him. What is WRONG with him.)

But also like. Clocks are kind of special to Bdubs right. Whoever gave him a clock basically has his (temporary) loyalty or at the least earned a favor from him. So like. If he hadn't gifted Bdubs the clock, which signifies a closer(?) bond, maybe Bdubs wouldn't be so devoted to him (wrong). Also serves as a call-back/ reference to the "Prayer-Determination" shot ("pray with clock" in the scene planning screenshot). I like to think that Bdubs weighted his options and thought about "if he will kill/ who to kill" a lot while following the other Red Names. And in that scene he's like, convincing/ motivating himself. Remembering who/ what he's doing this for.

(It is also meant to be part of my giftee's other prompt: "an exploration of the doubt one or both of them felt during the heart transfer that didn’t happen after Bdubs killed Lizzie, and the following guilt Etho felt." The Etho section starting from "we're setting fire to our inside for fun" til the end of the animatic is based on that prompt.)

After a brief period of self-blame, it's time to shift it onto someone else! Because you're in denial! If Bdubs hadn't gone red, then Etho wouldn't have to offer the deal. If Bdubs hadn't want to stay as teammates, then he wouldn't agree to the deal. If Bdubs wasn't so devoted to Etho, then he wouldn't have attacked Lizzie and gotten himself killed.

Then the animatic ends with the end of the session :D

...That's longer than I expected but also not that long. If you read through all that, tysm :] Tell me your thoughts! Have a good day/ evening/ night :D

[lynzishell]

The Past 💛 Atlas

We rush out the doors after throwing on our hoodies, and the frigid air hits my face like a thousand tiny needles. I shiver and look over at Ash, who is forcefully shoving his hands into his front pocket as he yells, “Holy shit, it’s cold!”

I laugh and take the opportunity to put an arm around his shoulders and keep him close as we start walking in the general direction of my apartment building. Thankfully, my head has cleared enough that I remember where we are and how to get home; though, we’re in for a longer walk than I initially predicted.

Once we’re passed the small groups of people chatting and smoking just outside, and start making our way through the relatively empty streets, I look over at him curiously, “So I have to ask, where the hell did you learn to dance like that?”

“Oh that?” he laughs, “D’you want the long version or short version?”

“Do any of your stories have short versions?”

“Sometimes.”

“Well, we have about a twenty-minute walk, and we need some kind of distraction from the cold, so long version it is.”

“Twenty minutes? I thought you said you live three blocks away.”

“I wasn’t exactly thinking clearly,” I say, giving him a look.

“S’pose that’s my fault.”

“Alright, story time then!” He claps his hands together and cracks his knuckles as if he needs to physically prepare. Sometimes there’s nothing more fun than watching him tell a story.

“Okay, so when I was in high school,” he begins as we walk through increasingly dark streets, following the road under the overpass, toward the Spice District, “they had a program where you could take classes through the community college, and the credits would count toward graduation and your degree. If you took advantage of it, you could graduate high school with an associate degree. I wasn’t that motivated, but during senior year my friend and I took a breakdancing class. I was terrible at it, but it was fun, and it got me out of another year of P.E., so well worth it. Anyway, I got to know the instructor and found out he’d just opened a studio in San My to teach house dancing. It sounded fun, and I wanted to support him, so after graduation I signed up. Every Thursday night for three years, I’d come into the city to take the class. Eventually, I got okay at it.”

“I’d say you got more than okay at it. Why’d you stop?”

“Uh, well, I thought it would be pretty awkward to continue going to the guy's class after I dumped him,” he says with an exaggerated grimace, making me laugh.

“Yeah, you’re probably right about that.”

“Nice to know I haven’t forgotten any of it though.”

“No, you looked great. It was hard not to just stand there and watch you the whole time.”

“Yeah? I was kinda hoping you’d come over and dance with me.”

“I thought about it. But then I saw you push a couple of people away, and I figured you wanted to be left alone.”

He stops then, and turns to look at me, “For the record, I wouldn’t have pushed you away.”

I smile a little and pull him closer to me, “No?”

He leans in, brushing his lips against mine as he says, “Uh-uh,” and then kisses me. His nose is cold against my face, but his mouth is warm and soft, and I feel myself melt right into him.

A few seconds later, he pulls back slightly, a playful glimmer in his eye, “Would you have been jealous,” he asks, “if I’d let someone else dance with me?”

I pause for a moment, thinking of how I want to answer that, and then decide, fuck it, why not just be honest, “Yeah, probably.”

 “I thought so,” and kisses me again, “that’s why I didn’t.”

“Ah, I see. It was your plan the whole night to seduce me, wasn’t it?”

“Hey, let’s not forget, you’re the one who came on to me.”

“Only because you gave me that look.”

“What? You mean this look?” He looks down briefly, and when he looks back up at me, he has that same playful grin and something shifts in his eyes, his expression equally sexy and mischievous, daring me to do something. I’m powerless against it.

“That’s the one,” I say, my voice low and quiet as I lean in and part his lips with mine. I could stay here with him like this all night, and I would, but I feel him start to shiver as a fresh breeze of freezing air kicks up and bites at our cheeks, likely cutting through the too-thin material of his hoodie, so I stop and take his hand, “Come on, my building is just up ahead. Let’s get out of the cold.”

“Good idea.”

As we hurry down the street I ask, “So, how many hours did you spend practicing that look in the mirror?”

“An embarrassing amount."

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[violet-1atte]

Kinktober Day Twenty-Three: Deepthroating - Felix/Jeongin

Tags: virgin!Felix, experienced Jeongin, bjs, hair pulling, come swallowing

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Felix was a virgin. It was a little embarrassing to admit, especially to his boyfriend Jeongin who was a year younger than him and about five times as experienced. Jeongin never judged him for it though and agreed to take things slow to not overwhelm him. He really appreciated the care that the younger one treated him with, but he was also a young man at the prime age of horniness. Sometimes he wished Jeongin would just throw away any idea of taking things slow and would toss him onto bed and put those muscles to good use. 

Sadly, it didn’t take him long to realize he would have to take things into his own hands. Jeongin wouldn’t make a move until Felix showed that he wanted him to. He wanted Felix to initiate things. 

He decided to take the opportunity as they were making out one day. Felix was in Jeongin’s lap, Jeongin’s hand was on the back of his neck, keeping him close. Felix’s mouth was parted so that Jeongin could slide their tongues together and suck on his bottom lip as he pleased. It was obvious that both of them were getting worked up. Felix’s skin was littered with goosebumps and he could feel Jeongin, semi-hard underneath him. Usually by this point Jeongin would start kissing Felix softer and would begin rubbing his hands down his back to soothe him. They would take care of any problems they had on their own. 

But today Felix wasn’t having any of that. Jeongin nipped at his bottom lip and as he did so, Felix gave an experimental roll of his hips. He smirked a little at the soft hitch of Jeongin’s breath and did it again. Jeongin’s grip on Felix’s neck firmed and he pulled back from their kiss, eyes heavy-lidded. “Felix…” he said, and Felix shivered at the way his name sounded like a warning. 

“What?” he asked innocently. He grinded down again and Jeongin inhaled sharply. 

“Lix…you’re gonna…I’m gonna want to do more if you keep doing that,” he warned, his voice strained. Felix smiled and gave another roll of his hips. 

“I know,” he said. Jeongin’s fingers dug into the sides of his neck and he made a little gasp. “I want more. I’m ready to start doing more, Innie.” 

“Ah–are you sure, hyung?” Jeongin asked, one hand coming to rest on Felix’s hip. 

Felix nodded. “I’m sure. I–I don’t want to go all the way just yet, I want to make that special. But please, something , Iyen-ah, I’ve…” His cheeks began to heat as he spoke and he wet his lips. “I’ve been so horny and your kisses got me all worked up.” 

Jeongin took a deep breath and his dick twitched beneath Felix. “O-okay,” he said. “What do you want to do, Lixie?” 

“I…” Felix hadn’t thought that far ahead. He just knew he wanted to touch Jeongin and make him feel good and he wanted Jeongin to touch him. “I’m not sure I…” His eyes widened slightly as an idea popped into his mind. Something he had been wanting to try since he first saw Jeongin naked. “Actually I know.” 

“What is it?” Jeongin asked. Felix could tell by his tone that he was trying to keep his voice steady. His failure to keep how affected he was out of his voice made him giddy. 

“I wanna suck you off. I’ve wanted to for a while,” he admitted, a shy smile forming on his lips. “I think about it when…when I get off.” 

“Shit,” Jeongin mumbled, fingers flexing on Felix’s hip. “Really?” 

“Yeah,” Felix responded, feeling emboldened by Jeongin’s reactions. “Sometimes I practice. With dildos. Imagine it's you. And you’re pulling my hair and fucking my throat even when I start to cry–” 

“Holy shit,” Jeongin breathed. “That’s so hot, hyung. Wow–I thought you were innocent.” 

Felix laughed, shaking his head. “I am far from that, Jeongin. That’s only part of what I imagine about you. But I’ll tell you about this afterwards.” He took Jeongin’s hands off him and scooted off his lap so that he could sink to the floor between Jeongin’s legs. He looked up at him with wide eyes, first taking in the prominent bulge in his pants and then he met his gaze. “Can I?” 

“Yeah, yeah, of course you can,” Jeongin answered. He spread his thighs and Felix’s mouth started to water in anticipation as he undid his pants. Nerves bubbled up in his stomach when Jeongin lifted his hips to tug his pants and boxers down, revealing his cock. He was really big and that made Felix a little nervous, but he was determined. As far as he knew from his experiments with dildos, he had hardly any gag reflex. 

Felix scooted forward and pushed himself up onto his knees so that he could get closer. He leaned forward and gave an experimental lick to the tip. Jeongin hissed above him and he gave another lick, this time lapping over the slit. The precum on his tongue was salty, but the taste wasn’t bad. He could get used to it. He wrapped his lips around the tip next and sucked softly on it. Jeongin moaned and reached out to tangle his fingers in Felix’s hair. 

“Fuck, you’re already doing so good, hyung,” Jeongin moaned. The praise spurred Felix on and he flattened his tongue along the underside of Jeongin’s cock. He relaxed his jaw and throat and began to carefully sink down, taking in as much of his cock as he could. Jeongin tightened his grip on Felix’s hair as he sank further down and muffled his noises behind his other hand. 

“Fe-Felix, you don’t have to go a-all the way if you ca-can’t,” he stuttered. Felix hummed around his cock, acknowledging that he heard him. He wasn’t planning on giving up like that. 

The tip of Jeongin’s cock hit the back of Felix’s throat and tears began to well up in his eyes. He still hadn’t reached the base of Jeongin’s cock yet though, and even if his throat would be raw after this, he wanted to keep going. He wanted to make Jeongin feel good from the beginning. 

“Fuck,” Jeongin swore, tugging at Felix’s hair. His thighs shook around Felix from restraint. Felix forced himself down and swallowed around Jeongin’s cock. Jeongin moaned loudly and Felix took a deep breath through his nose until his nose was pressed against his pelvis. His throat contracted a little but he inhaled deep and closed his eyes, allowing himself to relax. “Oh fuck,” Jeongin muttered. “You’re–shit, Felix, are you sure you’ve never done this before.” 

Felix looked up at him through his lashes and shook his head slightly before slowly moving his head up. He hollowed his cheeks a little as he went up, fully sucking on Jeongin’s cock until the tip slipped from his lips, a string of saliva hanging between his lips and his cock. “I don’t–” Felix was startled by how rough his voice already sounded so he cleared his throat. “I don’t really have a gag reflex. And I’ve practiced, remember?” He tilted his head with a smile and almost giggled at the way Jeongin shuttered. 

“Wow. I–I’ve never had anyone do that before. You’re unreal, Lix.” 

Felix blushed. “Thank you, Innie,” he said with a smile, before going back down. He didn’t bother with teasing and instead took all of Jeongin’s cock down his throat in one go, moaning as his mouth was filled again. His eyes stung with new tears as he began to move his head, the tip of Jeongin’s cock hitting the back of his throat with every bob. Jeongin’s mouth fell open, soft moans and groans spilling from his mouth like music. 

Felix was a sight as he practically fucked his own mouth on Jeongin’s cock. Some of the tears in his eyes had spilled down his red cheeks and dripped down his chin, collecting with the saliva coating Jeongin’s dick. His lips had already been swollen from kissing Jeongin for so long, but now they were spit-slicked and red, like a cherry lollipop. And with that, Jeongin’s hand tangled in his blond hair made him look messy, adding to his already debauched look. 

His jaw began to ache after a bit of having his mouth wide open around his cock. He continued though, willing himself to relax, relax. Tears were streaming down his face by now, and every couple of moments his throat tightened around Jeongin’s cock, creating little gurgling sounds in his throat. He swallowed around Jeongin, sticking his down out along his shaft. His own cock was embarrassingly hard in his pants and he could feel a wet patch forming against his boxers. He felt like he was made to suck dick–the heaviness in his mouth, the taste, the feeling of it sliding down his throat–all things that made him feel dizzy with arousal. 

And Jeongin’s noises, the way his thighs were shaking as Felix took him. It made Felix feel desperate, oh so desperate. He sucked around his shaft again and suddenly Jeongin’s hips jerked up, somehow shoving his cock even deeper down Felix’s throat. Felix gagged a little and his eyes watered as he popped off to take a breath. Jeongin quickly cupped his cheek, wiping the tears off his face. “I’m sorry hyung, are you okay?” he asked quickly, worry etched on his features. 

Felix nodded. “‘M good.” His voice was hoarse and his throat ached a little but he wanted more. “Want–want you to fuck my mouth. Please. I liked that,” he admitted. 

“Are you sure?” Jeongin asked, petting his hair. He nodded enthusiastically. 

“Please.” He wrapped his lips around the tip of he cock again and looked up at him with pleading eyes. Jeongin tangled his hand in his hair again and gave it a firm pull, making Felix whimper around him. 

“Alright, tap my leg if you want me to stop.” Jeongin’s gaze darkened and Felix felt a shiver run down his spin. Jeongin pushed his head down and his jaw went slack. Then his brain filled with white noise as Jeongin began to thrust up into the wet heat of his mouth, his cock sliding down his throat like it was just any other hole. Felix’s eyes rolled back and his body went slack as he let Jeongin use him for his own pleasure. He did his best to suck and move his tongue but he could barely focus on that with how roughly Jeongin was fucking his throat. 

His muffled moans vibrated around Jeongin’s cock and mixed with Jeongin’s own groans. The living room was filled with a dirty mix of sounds, their pleasured noises and Felix’s gags whenever Jeongin thrusted particularly hard. Felix’s cock was aching, practically pulsing with need. He felt used in the best way. 

The tugs on his scalp set him on fire, the pain melting into pleasure like liquid gold. Pleasure pulsed through his stomach and little shivers went up his spine as Jeongin used the grip he had on his hair to push him down. He felt like he could come just from this, and being the inexperienced virgin he was, he probably would. Especially when he heard Jeongin grit, “I’m close, fuck ,” above him. All he could do was moan pathetically around his cock. 

After a moment, Jeongin began to pull Felix off his cock but he whined in protest. “Nooo,” he whimpered, eyes filling with tears again but this time out of neediness. 

“I’m gonna come though, you were already taking so much. I didn’t know if you’d want to swallow cum your first time,” Jeongin said. Once again, Felix greatly appreciated Jeongin’s care for him but what he wanted was for Jeongin to ruin him. He didn’t want to be the same after this. He probably wouldn’t be. Having a real cock in his mouth for the first time already made him insatiable. 

“I want to, please. I want to do good,” Felix said, licking his lips. 

Jeongin’s breath hitched and he groaned. “F-fuck you can’t just say stuff like that, hyung.” He swallowed thickly. “Okay, I’m gonna come in your mouth then.” 

Felix wiggled eagerly and opened his mouth, sticking his tongue out. Jeongin bit his lip as he looked down at him and directed his cock into his mouth. Felix went back to bobbing his head and suckling on the tip whenever he came back up. Jeongin’s sounds made his skin buzz, and it wasn’t long before he felt Jeongin’s muscles tensed under him. He moaned a quick warning and then his cum filled Felix’s mouth. He cringed a bit when it first hit his tongue but then he swallowed with no trouble. He pushed his cock back into his throat as he came so the cum could spill right down his throat. He didn’t pull off until Jeongin had nothing left, and when he sat back, he opened his mouth to show it was empty. “Thank you,” he said with a pleased grin. 

Jeongin tongued his cheek and then reached down, grabbing Felix by the shirt to pull him up. Felix gasped as he was tugged against Jeongin and his lips smashed into his. He kissed him like his life depended on his and Felix was breathless by the time he was done, dazed and dizzy. “Wow, you really like that huh, Iyen-ah?” Felix asked with a giggle. 

“Of course I did. Holy fuck. I still can’t believe you did that. I almost don’t believe you’re a virgin,” Jeongin said in awe. Felix laughed. 

“Well I’m not anymore,” he said proudly. Jeongin shook his head and leaned in to press his lips to his ear. 

“I still haven’t fucked you yet.” 

Felix shuddered and gulped. “W-well you will soon…but first, can you please touch me? I’m so hard, Innie.” Felix loved the way Jeongin’s heart raced against him. 

“Yeah, I can do that. C’mere.”

[still-a-morosexual-help]

New rec: Choices book I actively avoided for years because the cover art gives "supernatural love triangle between the 'nice guy' & the 'bad boy'" and it's a trope I despise except turns out I'm an idiot because holy shit this was one of my favourite books

For one, the vampire lore is unique? Or at least uncommon enough that it feels like something new. It's even different from Choices' other vampire series

Second? Both LIs are wrong about their view on vampires and actually have to come to terms with this and learn to change and grow throughout the series. If anything, MC's the only one who's got it right. Both LIs have their own flaws & trauma while still being interesting and likeable characters and neither one is pushed above the other as being "the correct choice".

It also doesn't make the "bad boy" so antagonistic towards MC and the "nice guy" so sweet that it makes no sense for MC to pick the bad boy (*cough*choices' save the date*cough* my favourite is the antagonistic LI but also he's so hot & cold towards MC and a jerk to her for no real reason???). MC clicks with both of them in a different way and there's enough reason for MC to choose either one of them. It actually shows why MC needs both of them

Also, MC is initially built up in a way before they interact with the LIs so that all of their decisions throughout the story actually make sense. They're responsible but also insanely competitive. Despite staying in line presumably throughout their life, they're drawn towards anything that'll give them a shot of adrenaline

Plus all three characters get their time to shine and MC's a fucking badass, honestly they're up there with om's MC as being one of the more interesting & fun to play MCs

And MY favourite, absolute favorite thing about this, the main thing that shot this up to one of my favourite choices stories:

MC makes a Buffy reference in this. That means at one point they watched and/or read Buffy and/or Angel, saw her get together with first the tortured ""good guy"" and then later the rebellious ""bad boy"", saw all the love triangle discourse in the fandom and said well that's fucking stupid, watch me introduce them both to the concept of polyamory that's right it's NOT a fucking love triangle

or it can be if you want it to, like you can choose one of the two LIs but the "true" route, the one where you get a charm each from both LIs and complete MC's charm bracelet (usually the indicator of a fully completed story in any choices book is to complete a set of something) is the one where MC picks both of them

There are also frequent instances where the choices are [no romantic option at all] and [romantic option for both LIs eg: holding both their hands]

And yeah the LIs aren't in love with each other and spend a lot of time competing for MC, something they do right until the very end of the book BUT at about the midway point they become a proper team and start talking about the three of them as an inseparable team making it very clear that if this doesn't end with MC choosing both of them it's gonna turn into a me and you and your friend steve situation.

And then when either one of them talks about how much they care about MC they start using "we" and "our" [eg: "that's our girl/boy" when the two LIs are alone together]

And then they start being as protective of each other as they are of MC

Cas screaming "don't touch him" when Gabriel gets attacked + Gabriel throwing himself over and shielding both MC & Cas when they get attacked

I'm not saying they're in love or that they'll ever fall in love but they are much much more okay with sharing a partner with each other than either one is willing to admit

anyway, this is them:

[kandisheek]

FIC REC WEEK 18 – CREATURE FIC

Fangbait by FestiveFerret

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 5,396 Tags: Vampire Steve, One Night Stand, Blood Play

Summary: There's only one reason Tony would go to a bar like this, dressed the way he is: fangbait.

Reasons why I love it: The whole concept of humans specifically going out to get picked up by vampires is really great. And Tony obviously knows what he's doing, which I love, because confidence is sexy as hell. But so is Steve when he's fumbling every step of the way until he hits familiar ground and gives Tony the night of his life. I love this fic so much, and I bet you will too, so please go and check it out!

Best Time of the Month by Onetruesikorsky

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 4,243 Tags: Capwolf, Knotting, PWP

Summary: Original prompt was: There are some really great capwolf fics out there, but can someone give me Tony getting down and dirty with Capwolf? Knotting not optional. So, yeah. This is Tony happily getting down and dirty with Capwolf. And knotting.

Reasons why I love it: The fact that Tony trusts Steve enough to sleep with him when he's in his wolf form speaks for itself. And Capwolf is adorable in his impatience and yet infinite care when it comes to Tony. This fic is insanely hot and surprisingly sweet, so if you love Capwolf, you're going to enjoy this one!

If the Water's Still Flowing by Sineala

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 8,106 Tags: Merman Steve, Interspecies Sex, Fluff and Smut

Summary: When a flight test of Tony's new Iron Man suit model sends him plunging into the depths of the Atlantic, rescue comes from the most unlikely of sources. Tony had thought mermaids were fictional, but this man is very, very real. And Tony certainly never expected the merman to be handsome... and the attraction to be mutual.

Reasons why I love it: Steve is so goddamn cute as a merman, holy shit. I love the exploration of his and Tony's cultural differences and how it translates into them having sex. It's really sweet how they keep accommodating each other until they find a way to be together. And Steve getting all hot and bothered over French kisses is so fucking cute, oh my god, I love him. Definitely go and read this one, it's so much fun!

Protecting What's Mine by ATOASTBW

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 8,391 Tags: Vampire Tony, Werewolf Steve, Mating Cycles

Summary: Despite being a vampire and a werewolf, Tony and Steve have overcome the odds to become best friends, and for the past six hundred years, that's all they have been: friends; nothing more, nothing less. That is, until Steve experiences a problem with one of his ruts, and being his best friend (and definitely not because he's attracted to Steve), Tony decides to help him out. However, the issues go much deeper than that of just sex, and the two are finally forced to face the true nature of their relationship.

Reasons why I love it: Steve pining after Tony for literally half a millennium and resigning himself to suffering in silence makes so much sense for his character, but holy shit, I just want to smush their face together! I love how in control Steve is throughout his rut, and how he makes sure that Tony is okay at all times. And the fluff at the end is absolute perfection. I hope you check this one out, because it's wonderful!

Turn Around (Three Times Before Lying Down) by kellifer_fic

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: M Words: 15,573 Tags: Werewolves, Action/Adventure, Hurt/Comfort

Summary: Everyone knows that Tony Stark is a playboy, billionaire philanthropist, but what they don’t know is that he’s also a werewolf. When a government agency known as SHIELD finds out, they use this information to force Tony’s hand and bring him into a new elite lycan field team, codename The Avengers Initiative. Suddenly Tony finds himself playing host to a bunch of lycans, a misplaced God of Thunder and an experimental supersoldier that isn’t as dead as everyone assumed. Can his week get any worse?

Reasons why I love it: My heart just bleeds for Steve in this one. The sentiment of being in between two groups, never really belonging to either, really hit home for me. And it's so lovely to see the pack bond form between the Avengers, especially because getting there is such a journey for them. This fic is amazing, and I highly recommend you read it for yourself!

[cleolinda]

Weekend links, April 21, 2024

My posts

Initially I wrote, “I ran my mouth about the Watcher streaming/paywall situation because I make bad decisions,” but I think the post has actually gone over well? In short, I want to see them succeed but I am also deeply fuckin’ baffled. I so desperately want the tea about what was really going on behind all this, and how the guys are reacting to it now, and I really hope they can turn this around somehow. 

Side note, Friday was CHAOTIC. 

Reblogs of interest

The Hot Vintage Lady Polls are escalating in round four. We got to a point where I posted propaganda for Ava Gardner AND Dorothy Dandridge in their matchup. Probably the biggest scandal of round three was Vivien Leigh getting knocked out, but she’s now High Chancellor of the Shadow Realm. The most contentious matchup this time seems to be Judy Garland vs Natalie Wood, which is nearly 50/50 as of this writing. But keep your eye on Hedy Lamarr, who may have Mifune Sweep energy. 

(I think I love these brackets for the same reason I love Dracula Daily: it’s delightful that thousands of people on Tumblr actually have deeply-held opinions about things from many decades ago, and if they didn’t before, they do now.)

(“I’m Katharine Hepburn, and this is Jackass!”)

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Happy Bread Day (Observed)!

Hozier Watch 2024: “Why Would You Be Loved” has arrived on the Wasteland, Baby! special edition. I like this post about how that song is in conversation with “No Plan,” one of my favorites. (I wrote about “Movement” a while ago, but I could have fully inflicted an essay on you about how “No Plan” pulled me out of my six years of hiding from the internet. Anyway, it’s a great album from a few years ago, check it out if you haven’t.) 

Generally I keep my mouth shut about Taylor Swift, but the new songs sure have some lyrics. I love Florence Welch, but I’m scared.

You’ve heard of spoon theory, now check out spell slot theory

“You’re either frolicking in this field with me, or...” is funny, but then you get to the reblog.

What if we lay in this field together and held feet

A deep breach of etiquette with a little dog named Gucio

A story about statue vandalism with a delightful twist

You gotta fight mint with mint (like I can bring in my lemon balm, but at what cost?) 

I saw this post about feeding wild skeletons on Pinterest and I loved it so much that I tracked down the original. 

Once again, Holy Shit, Two Cakes theory

Remember the haunted house I grew up in? Yeah, it had a carpeted bathroom like this.

“gonna start formatting my posts like fics on ff.net circa 2008” will do you exactly the psychic damage you’re imagining 

The Round Table attempts to use Zoom

Video

Lil Nas X covers “Jolene,” Dolly Parton loves it, and @oscar-wet-and-wilde has further Black Country recs

A big loud steppy

“He’s retrieving”

Crispy meows

Watching this angel of a Doberman get a full spa treatment is also self care

AND YOU DARE SAY NO MORE TREATS??!?

The sacred texts

I don’t like thing, now with artist credit 

Personal tags of the week

I love when I can use a really niche, specific tag, and this week, it’s mouth perfect size for meme, with a little shaped on the side.

[enniewritesathing]

memory management (trepidation)

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"̷A̢̡͆A̷̛̽̈́́Ą̶̅ͧ̕Ą̓̔͘͡Hͦͫ͢͢͏H̸̢̀H͝H̴͇͜H̶̡̰͍̀H̶̸̬̝̕H͙̘͜͞͝!̡͎̼̀͠"҉̯́

Thomas: "Holy shit, he just keeps going; it's been an hour! Mark, are you seein' this shit? Glad I'm not in there!"

Mark: "He's not going to last much longer."

(Thomas gawks at the comment. This isn't the Mark he knows. This one's too serious, too glum.) "Woah, now hang on. What's going on with you?"

Mark: "Nothing."

Thomas: "You've been acting funny lately. You're not having second thoughts or anything like that, are you?"

(Mark sighs.) "They're killing him and I just... I have a bad feeling I can't shake. I can't explain it right now."

Thomas: (nervously) "Ooo-kay... I mean, what's going to happen is looking like this guy's gonna die any moment now. Unless you know something I don't know, and if you do, please tell me."

(Mark turns away.) "It's fine, Tom. Really."

Thomas: "You should probably go sit down, yeah? Don't worry, I'll keep watch."

(Mark mutters something under his breath about putting in his resignation. Thomas looks on. Honestly, he should be glad he's not in there with the rest; they've got it handled. It's nice and safe over here. Less noisy... but now, he's feeling uneasy. Not a feeling one should have when they're the first line of defense...)

Jordan: "Kickout at three minutes; showing PVCs. Still close to initial vitals."

"̛A̧̡͛H̴̡̄H̵̎͠H҉H͏̸̲!͏̛̼"͏̳͘

Bernard: "Good night, how can he be still screaming like this? Fuck, I'm starting to get tired holding him down like this!"

(Charles pays no mind to Bernard's cursing and John's screams of pain, as he's known to do. Instead, there's a growing problem that's only going to get worse.)

(John's HF is deteriorating faster than he anticipated; there's clear damage done to his heart from fighting the toxins for an extended time. Not only that, his heart rate has not dropped down past 100 except for the times of initial injections. Even then, it doesn't last long.

That damn werewolf is killing himself in effort to live. How ironic.

Charles can see the organ beginning to struggle. At this rate, even if they stop, there's no telling if John would live long after even with youth on his side.)

(Charles looks up at Daniel from beneath his eyes. He can't admit the fact that he was right in his assumption. If he hasn't by now, he's certainly putting two and two together. There has to be something can do to keep this going.

Ah. He has an idea. A vote. Yes.)

(Jordan will most likely side with Daniel on the account that they're partners... however, they have the ability to ground Daniel better than anyone else and they can be persuasive when they want to. For now, they're a wild card.)

(Bernard on the other hand... now, there's someone who will stand their ground, even if he appears to be neutral. He's not one to mince his words either. He is dedicated and will see this through... as he's complaining all the way.

It does help that Bernard and Daniel are often passionate on their disagreements.)

(John's cries of pain is strangled.)

Daniel: "Charles, this isn't working."

Bernard: "Maybe if you would just shut up for a goddamn minute and let wolf boy tire himself out or would you rather just up and go?"

Daniel: "What did you say?"

// Next ⏭️

[popiastar]

Hi there ! How are you doing ? I wondered if I could ask for something please 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

Like, last Monday, I got my first tattoo. It’s arsenic’s alchemical symbol (looks like an arrow) and it is located on my hip bone. I wondered what would the Ghouls think/ say or do if they found out their s/o got a tattoo in this place 🥺🖤

hi! i'm good thank you, congrats for your first tattoo! 🎉🎉

hope you like it 💕

❗info: gn reader, mention of tiny tattoo, mention of something unholy 👀, aether being a proud boyfriend, dewdrop being dewdrop, mountain being a flower boy, rain being myopic, swiss being a drama king

- he already knew everything: where you want it, what you choose, who is the tattoo artist... everything!

🍌 aether

- just because you asked him to accompany you to take the appointment and said your idea

- initially you thought something behind your neck or on the ankle, the idea of the hip bone came from the tattoo artist himself

- so, after you get your tattoo, aether waited at the ministry

- "welcome back! i brought pH neutral soap and cream for you, google says[...]"

- obviously he tried to find the tattoo by roaming eyes on your body, when you unbotton your pants he almost panicked

- "oh! i thought you... never mind"

- aether bent closely to check how redness was your skin

- "it must have hurt! c'mon, let's put the cream"

🔥 dewdrop

- he didn't explicitly say he likes it but, even you have clothes, he always check your hip bones area and get red

- you already told him you wanted a tattoo, he just pulled out a tattoo machine and "okay i'll be quick"

- luckly you managed to stop him and explain you wanted one from a professional tattoo artist

- dewdrop was offended, he was more professional than any other professionals

- that's the reason behind why you didn't tell him for a month

- you cleverly hid it under the guise that it was a scratch during a fight

- it was friday and, like all the fridays, the ghoulettes organized a pyjama party

- dew opened the door of sunshine's room the exact moment when you proudly had your sweatpants down and your tattoo on the spot

- he didn't say anything, just went away like nothing happens

- after some resting and a talk with the girls, the morning after you explain to him you didn't want to hurt his feelings

- "oof, it's not that bad don't worry"

- he continues to eat the breakfast without never looks at you

⛰️ mountain

- "consider yourself lucky that i found it sexy, tonight i will be a little easy on you"

- he didn't know anything, he thought you went at the flower shop

- that's because everytime you both went out, you mentioned that you have an appointment and the flower shop is right next to the tattoo shop

- so mountain expected some plants for the garden or a bouquet for decorate your room

- he was almost right, you came back with some gardenia

- everyone in the ministry knew about the tattoo so they immediately asked to see it

- mountain was like "ooooh i knew that would look beautiful on her!"

- obviously he was clueless af

- now that you are in his room, you checking your tattoo healing

- "it's arsenic symbol, isn't it?"

- you are proud that your boyfriend recognize it, your friends thought it was just an arrow

- "can i tell you something about it?"

- panic, you quickly think it's ugly or something like that

- "i didn't understand you got a tattoo, i thought you set an appointment at the flower shop"

- he's embarrassed, face-palming himself

🌧️ rain

- "whatever, it looks very cute on you! i mean, it's very sexy!"

- he found out after three of four days, while you were dressing

- at first, rain thinks it's a bruise and immediately approaching you

- "are you okay, baby? it hurts?"

- you lower your eyes where your new tattoo is, scrolling your shoulders

- "yeah, a little bit to be honest. beautiful right?"

- rain just blink twice, holy shit it's a tattoo!!!

- two minutes of deadly silence where you both staring each other

- after that time of you thinking about he doesn't like it he breathes out and slaps his forehead

- "oh shit i thought something happened to you, fuck"

- he likes it or not???? does he swear twice in a row???

- after your obvious dumbfounding face, he kiss your nose

💣 swiss

- "i really love it! it's suits you! can we ehm ehm now?"

- honestly, he already knew you set an appointment for your tattoo like... immediately

- but he didn't know what it is or where you'll get it, you kept it secret

- the day has come and swiss went with you hoping to see the entire process

- no, he didn't see anything until you came back home

- "can i see this tattoo or am i supposed e to die right in front of you?"

- he was with you in the bathroom when you had to clean the tattoo and add cream

- swiss' eyes were glued on your hip bone

- "oh my, my, my caribbean calcite! it's tiny, i thought you were going to tattoo my face or something"

- not the reaction you expected, mostly because he laughed so hard

- "see you later, i have something to do now"

- two hours later cumulus tells you swiss ran away because he had a boner to take care of

[daisyvisions]

Just an idea pop out my head: be sanwiched between Juyeon, Hyunjae and Eric (Eric needs f*cking stop he killing me these day) T_T

My mind instantly drifted into thinking of them as frat boys ngl. Juyeon and Hyunjae teaching newcomer Eric all the shit he has to know…

Teach Him a Lesson

Warnings: Smut (18+, minors DNI), voyeurism, a good ol’ foursome, unprotected sex, anal, p in v, handjob, mentions of fingering and oral (f receiving), petnames used (baby girl, sweetheart)

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. ✧˚₊‧⋆‧‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. ✧˚₊‧⋆‧‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆.

It’s been three months since Eric, our puppy boy, passed his initiation to join the TBZ frat house. Juyeon and Hyunjae obviously take a liking to him, so they both agree to “mentor” him with everything he needs to know...

It's no surprise when you randomly end up getting a call from Hyunjae, asking you for a favor. And it was no secret that you’ve fucked both Hyunjae and Juyeon too (separately and both of them together 🥴)

“Sorry, what do you want me to do again?” you ask.

“We’re trying to teach our new brother Eric how to fuck, he told us he doesn't have much experience. And what better way to have you teach him!” Hyunjae rambles on the phone.

“Please? You do it so well baby girl” Hyunjae coos over the phone, already imagining his pouty face. There's a moment of silence over the phone while you think about the offer.

“Please y/n? Remember when you taught me?” You hear Juyeon’s sweet voice over the phone. How could you say no to him?

--------------------------

“Just like that Eric, don’t forget the fingers. She loves that so much.” Hyunjae instructs Eric across the room.

“You like it like that?” Eric asks you, moaning out a yes in response.

Hyunjae and Juyeon have been palming their aching members watching Eric eat you out. You’ve always loved it when they would watch you in your most vulnerable state.

After reaching your first orgasm of the night, the boys decide to take turns with you. Your second orgasm coming from Hyunjae fucking you in the ass & fingering you from behind while Juyeon’s cock was in your mouth.

Eric couldn't take his eyes off you and how you reacted to their touches the whole time, stroking his member in the process. You looked so beautiful reaching your 2nd orgasm from afar.

“Eric get over here, it’s time you practice.” Hyunjae calls him over.

You never thought you’d be in this position (literally). Hyunjae’s cock in your ass, Eric’s in your pussy, and Juyeon's in your hand. Some might call you sick in the head, but you just loved it when you felt used like this.

“You doing okay there Eric?” you ask him.

“Y-yeah, I’m f-ffineee- holy shit.” You feel his hands gripping your hips as he thrusts up into you.

“Why don’t you give him a kiss sweetheart? I bet he’d wanna taste you” Juyeon says.

You nod and lean forward to kiss Eric, taking control of movement your tongues make.

“Shit, I'm gonna cum” Hyunjae groans.

“Me too” Juyeon adds.

“Want to cum with me Eric, hm?” You sweetly ask him.

“Y-yes, please I- I wanna c-cum inside youuu.” Eric stutters.

It doesn’t take long for all four of you to reach your highs together.

After your “session”, Hyunjae and Juyeon bid their goodbyes to leave you in the room with Eric.

“Hey, y/n?” He calls your attention.

“Yeah?”

“Is it okay if we… have another session next time, but it’s just us?” He sheepishly asks.

“Of course! Here’s my number.” You grab his phone and type down the numbers.

After handing it back to him you hold his jaw with your fingers, making him face you. You thumb rubs against his lips, making his breath hitch.

“I’ll teach you everything you need to know and more…”

(A/N: this is my 1st time writing a foursome I'm so sorry if it’s weird / cringe / idk 😭)

[veemo4]

2023 Media Thread (Re-do to add a Read More Link)

Spark The Electric Jester 3:

Man I was holding off on spoilers for MONTHS until the holidays when I could get this game, and I only beat it in the beginning of the year and well…HOLY SHIT I didn’t know I needed existentialism in my funny little platformer- Gameplay is INSANELY solid, like honestly some of my favorite platforming controls I have ever used! Music is top notch as well!

Nier Automata: The End of YoRHa Edition:

Holy fuck how did I manage to avoid spoilers for this game for YEARS??? That ending was beautiful~ (Yes I did do all the main endings)

Chrono Trigger: I should preface this by saying I did modify this game a tiiiiny bit to have PS4 button prompts and fixing the Classic filter. Other than that, I can see why it’s a lot of people’s favorite RPG! Short enough in case you wanna replay it, and the foundation of the NG+ system definitely helps incentivize replays! Can’t wait to play Chrono Cross!

Lightning Returns: Final Fantasy XIII:

I binged both FFXIII and FFXIII-2 during October and November of last year, but took a short break to avoid burnout. And well, yeah this game was neat! I will admit though that since there’s no way to REWIND time like in Majora’s Mask that I got INSANELY stressed out but that didn’t take away from the sweet release of seeing these characters I love finally get their well-deserved happy ending :)

Mega Man Zero:

I put this one off and on throughout like 2 years because I just wasn’t good at it, but it taught me a VERY good lesson in perseverance! Really excited to play Zero 2!

Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII Reunion: ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK ;w; Story was pretty…alright for the most part, but I couldn’t feel attached to any of the original characters :/ Honestly my eyes were on Zack just…being real with what’s going on. I may not feel bad for when people he cares about dies, but I can EASILY emphasize with him because I know that HE knows them. Knows them more than we ever will know. Also the gameplay and music are fucking stellar.

Fire Emblem Warriors: Three Hopes:

I should preface all of this by saying I don’t remember what order I beat all of these in lmao. Anyways my route was Golden Wildfire and the story for it is such an improvement over its equivalent in Three Houses!!! I love Shez so much as a protagonist even if his outfit is a tiny bit dumb.

Final Fantasy XIV: Endwalker

Man I really wanted to like this. And like, music and area wise I loved it! But the story feels…It just doesn’t feel like the finality for all we’ve done so far. I could not care at all for Meteion because they spend approximately like 20 or 30 minutes making us meet them and then throwing us IMMEDIATELY into the angst like, no. This isn’t even a case of “Well I don’t care but I can understand why others do” NO THE GAME MAKES YOUR WOL FEEL BAD AS WELL, MEANING YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO CARE! NO! I DON’T! I was able to at least pretend a little bit to roleplay as needed but man. At least Footfalls and the post-endwalker dungeon themes kick ass though. (Warrior of Light’s name for me is M’bahlon Tia)

Kirby’s Return to Dream Land Deluxe

SO CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTE I love kirby games sm and this is no exception. REALLY loved how hard the Magolor Epilogue got at certain points though that was great.

Fire Emblem Awakening

I CAN SEE WHY THIS SAVED THE FRANCHISE WHEN IT CAME OUT!! It’s a REALLY good game! I went with the default male Robin settings since that’s what’s in Smash Bros. And man just, everything about this game is AMAZING!!! Sadly cannot see myself replaying it anytime. I could just load my endgame save and grind out support conversations with other characters or do that…new game plus thing I think it was?

Another Eden: The Cat Beyond Time and Space: Bound Wills and the Hollow Puppeteer

I did this event initially back when it came out (and in fact is the main reason why I played the game in the first place) But I got horrible units and died super often, and revived every chance I got. But losing my save data and getting a better unit HEAVILY boosted my chances of getting through the event and man, it was a lot of fun! I love seeing tiny mona :3 JUST LOOK AT HOW SMOL HE IS AAAAAAAAA

Mighty Gunvolt Burst:

I had a lot of fun with this one! I used one of the DLC characters (I think they’re the Zero character from Mighty Number 9 but) it’s a great romp!

EDIT: ALSO SHOULD MENTION IT FUCKING OWO’D ME

Final Fantasy XV

“Walk tall…my friends.” I got this game YEARS ago but haven’t truly delved into it recently. And well… That ending got to me. It really did. The gameplay took me so long to get used to (especially since I had been more used to the more refined gameplay of Final Fantasy 7 Remake 3 years prior) Music is amazing, love the characters! I just wish the other episodes were finished and weren’t just put in a novel :/

Paper Mario: The Thousand-Year Door

HOLY FUCK THIS GAME WAS SO COOL. I always heard like, right, about how good this game was but I figured it was just nostalgia talking for people. NOPE. As someone who’s first paper mario game was super (never beat it, I was a really stupid child) and then played Sticker Star (Again, very stupid child but also that game is bullshit because everything is so obtuse and it sucks) But this? This was a big breath of fresh air. I am so excited to go back and play 64 and Super!!!

The Super Mario Bros. Movie

Honestly? Way better than I was expecting. You can FEEL nintendo had a strangle-hold on the movie’s production though from how Chris Pratt in the final movie actually fucking voice acts somewhat (it’s a start), there’s no bad Illumination tropes, Peach is a dragoon, Toad and Bowser easily steal the show, and just, ALL THE REFERENCES WOW. EVEN THE NEWER THINGS. I didn’t see any Paper Mario or Mario & Luigi references though which makes me sad. I hope that if there’s a sequel it’s actually better and doesn’t fall into any traps movie sequels usually do, maybe even say if the other kingdoms from Mario Odyssey are in this universe (and maybe Isle Defino) The movie definitely could have used an extra 20 minutes spread throughout to add more to the main group dynamic.

Mega Man Zero 2

OH MY GOD THIS WAS SO MUCH BETTER BALANCE-WISE HOLY SHIT Cyber-elves requirements to be leveled up were MASSIVELY lowered and the enemy AI isn’t as overly aggressive! Loved the music too, especially Departure and the ending theme which was adapted for the song Clover! Can’t wait to do Zero 3!

WARE WA MESSIAH NARI! HAHAHA!

Mega Man Zero 3 was really good, but either I am getting way too good at these games or they are getting easier haha. Loved the music and gameplay though, and how Cyber Elves were handled here is absolutely the best they have ever been! If there’s any game in this series I am gonna replay, it’s Zero 3 without a doubt! On to Mega Man Zero 4, the last of the GBA era.

Mega Man Zero 4

I finally did it. I beat the entire Mega Man Zero series. While I do not agree with how the parts and cyber elf system were handled, It was not a bad experience by any means! It felt nice following Zero’s character arc throughout these games. I’m maybe gonna take a break before I tackle Mega Man ZX, but hey, I feel like that game’s gonna be fun! It’s the only one I actually OWN on its original hardware after all! :D

Sonic and the Black Knight

This was a fun distraction for a few hours! I had a lot of fun with this! Granted the second King Arthur fight took me an hour but besides that it was a quick and good romp! Probably has one of the best final boss themes in a sonic game I’ve ever heard! :D

The Legend Of Zelda: A Link To The Past

Pretty fun game all things considered, but I didn’t like how punishing some of the design philosophies were in the end parts of the game. Music’s great though! Maybe I’ll revisit it one day, but not anytime soon. Still, can’t say I disliked my experience.

The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom.

Where…do I even begin with this?…It was…genuinely amazing. I was waiting for a sequel to Breath of the Wild for years, and during my high school years I was wondering how they would even follow it up! Doing a sequel to an open-world game is harder than a lot of other genres.      But yet….they did it. They somehow did it. Those 6 years of development time more than paid off. It felt…amazing to run around a changed Hyrule from the last game. The mechanics were amazing, and the character development was really cool! The new rune abilities are dope!!!    BUT THE MUSIC MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM THE MUSIC OH THE MUSIC IS SO GOOD THE ENDING MUSIC MADE ME ACTUALLY CRY AHHHHHHHH PLAY THIS GAME PLAY IT NOW

Kirby and the Forgotten Land

And here we are! Finally got around to this! It was a really dope game! Loved the combat and music! I even did most of the bonus content and the Ultimate Cup Z, but I kept dying at the final phase of the final boss of that so I just gave up lol, it’s purely bonus content anyways lol. But honestly I loved this game! Can’t wait for the next mainline kirby game!

The Legend Of Zelda: Twilight Princess HD

FINALLY GOT AROUND TO PLAYING THIS ONE! I owned this on real hardware since its release date but never got far. I finally got around to it with the motivation of beating Tears of the Kingdom, and I gotta say, it’s pretty good! Not exactly like, absolutely top tier game that everyone MUST play but, it’s decent! Bosses are a big sour point though. Music was pretty decent, though the final dungeon theme is a bore. Only other current Zelda games I gotta beat are the 2D/Top-Down ones, so maybe I’ll do one of those next! Possibly either Phantom Hourglass or Spirit Tracks.

Pokémon Scarlet

HOLY SHIT THAT ENDING SEQUENCE WAS ACTUALLY COOL AS HELL!!! Like yeah, the game has its decent chunk of technical issues but, holy shit….those last two hours of the main story are phenomenal. TOBY FOX CONTINUES TO BE THE GOAT THE MUSIC HE COMPOSED IS AMAZING! I love how easier it is to capture pokemon compared to Sword and Shield as well. I do like Dynamax raids more as a multiplayer component, but I much prefer the Tera mechanic in terms of PVP. I stlll need to do the post game before the dlc comes out later this year, but all I really got is just the refights against the gym leaders and all that jazz. There’s also the Needle thingies I gotta pull out and the wall things I gotta investigate in order to get the other legendaries, but all I really care about is finishing the core of the main story, I got other games to get to lol. Probably thinking of either Paper Mario or Chrono Cross next haha.

Kamen Rider Heisei Generations Final: Build & Ex-Aid with Legend Riders

Okay so context: my friend @arcadiusdragoneyes​ is showing me and @darkspine576​ Kamen Rider Build since it’s one of his favorites and he wanted to indoctrinate introduce us into Kamen Rider AND IT’S FUCKING WORKING. I only know one part of this crossover, but I think it did a good job of giving across the feel of the other Kamen Rider series very well! Kamen Rider Build is so extra I love it. Can’t wait to finish Kamen Rider Build!

[unculturedswine-101]

I’m the fox you’ve been waiting for! (Benny O’Donnell x reader)

A/N: So yeah there isn’t rly an audience for this, but I’m having a good time so I’ll keep going (also holy shit, so many typos in the first chapter - in all fairness I was baked and they are fixed). Also making small alterations to the original plot, doesn't change the main story whatsoever.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2:

Standing outside you and the rest of the soon-to-be seniors, began loading the incoming freshman into the back of the trucks. “Wake up bitch, wake. Up. Open” Darla shouts at the freshmen while shoving binkies in their mouths. “Okay, open wide” you sigh doing the same in the back of Shavone’s truck. You soon notice a girl staring, “Hey you! Come here” You call to the brunette, who stares wide-eyed. “You! Who are you?” You ask as she comes forward “Uh, nobody I mean I wasn’t on the truck” she says referring to the trucks of her fellow classmates. “Are you freshman?” I ask “Yeah” she answers “Well are you in or out?” you ask, putting an arm around her shoulders “In” she smiles. All three of you sparked up cigarettes so that you could one, look intimidating to the younger girls and two, take the edge off for the humiliation you were about to bestow.

Darla begins by ordering the girls to lie down in a circle around us, she places her hands on her hips with a nasty scowl on her face - deeming her the ringleader in this afternoon's activities. ''You disgusting little sluts…AIR RAID!'' The girls hastily roll themselves onto their stomachs, dissatisfied she yells once more ''That was pitiful! On your feet, you lazy little bitches!'' Darla drills them a few more times, each with more gruelling insults than the last.Until she sighs, Well, we tried, we gave you a chance..but since you, little PRICK TEASES can't quite follow instructions, we're going to have to try something else…Seniors?'' She nods at you, and the others ''You love us. Smile, you love us.''

As everyone began grabbing the various ''supplies'' for today; eggs, flour, honey, ketchup and mustard, to name a few. You opted for ketchup and honey, giving generous squirts to all the cringing faces on the ground. As cruel as it was, you had to admit, there was something kind of fun about it being a ritual that you were finally on the other end of. In a way, it felt like payback.You see Jodi, pick out the girl you spoke to at the middle school. So you choose another sitting on the ground, and look around at the various cliques of boys around the parking lot.

Halfway through your scan, you spot Benny in the back of his truck, along with Hudson and O'Bannion on the other side of the parking lot. Although you could pretty much any guy, you wanted, there was something about Benny that intrigued you. You both had never really spoken about it, but it the way he would constantly look to see if you were in the stands at his games, or the way you would always look for him at a party…just to know he was there - that you both realized there was this sort of this ''unspoken thing''. But you were tired of the flirty exchanges you would occasionally have and wanted to see how far you could push him into asking you out.

You quickly made a beeline for Pink, Don and Slater. You and Don dated for a bit last year, but broke up before the summer of your junior year. And fortunately for you, you would notice how obviously jealous Benny got whenever you two spoke one on one. You plant yourself in front of the guys. Don lifts his eyebrows on your arrival, as you flashed him a flirty smile ''Propose to Mr.Dawson'' I announce, as the girl gets down on her knees. ''Will you marry me?'' She asks in a tentative voice, Don laughs. ''Anything you want'' Pink interjects ''Anything he wants?''. Pink whispers something into Don's ear making him let out a loas guffaw, I narrow my eyes at the two, trying to decipher the surely stupid joke.

While focusing on trying to make Benny jealous, you don't even notice how well its working. He initially shifted his attention when he heard your giggle fill the air, it was one that made him smile every time he heard it (especially because he was the one that made you laugh the most). When his eyes finally land on the source, his smile soon turns to a grimace when he sees who you're talking to. Practically fuming as he watches you throw your head back in laughter, your curls bouncing with it.

You were going to roll your eyes of Don's douchey response of asking her if she ''spits or swallows''. But, you were determind to get Benny to ask you out before Summer started. So you laughed, even as going as far to touch Don's knee as the girl repeated her earlier statement and Don broke out of the tension between the contact and he jokes ''I would definetly marry you!''

Benny knew he had to do something, but he also knew he would chicken out. As much bravado as he excuded, he was terrified asking you out. It was so easy to just keep flirting with you on the off hand at parties or at school, but he knew he wanted more. ''Cmon you pussy go defend yourself!'' O'Bannion yaps, gesturing to you and the guys with his beer. ''Fuck off O'Bannion'' he sighs, taking a swig of his own beer. ''We'll just have to get you tanked tonight, nothing like a little liquid courage'' Hudson pipes up, clinking his beer against Benny's.

You looked over to Benny, checking to see if your not-so-innocent flirting. You felt butterflies in your stomach to see his eyebrows furrowed, sending Daggers into Don’s eyes. You secretly celebrated this little victory, as you told Don to grow up, and wrapped your arm around the freshman’s shoulders to protect her.

Soon enough, the hazing began wrapping up, as Darla ordered everyone to get back in the trucks to go through the car wash. But your mind was plagued with thoughts of Benny, and racing about what he was going to say to you at Pickford’s party last night.

After the girls had been *mostly* rinsed through, one by one you began dropping off the girls at home. You turned to look at the remaining girls, and noticed the girl from earlier. Suddenly, you felt this rush of wanting to help this girl with her highschool experience. You could instantly recall the fear of facing highschool after the hazing, and a soon-to-be-senior showed you the ropes to make you the person you are today. You hop out of the truck, darting your way to the back to help the girl out. ''Hey you need a hand?'' you smiled up at the girl who nervously nodded as she handed her clogs and books to you and stepped out of the back. ''We should hangout sometime'' you suggest, sisterly putting an arm around her wet shoulders. ''Yeah that would be cool'' she smiled, ''Well there's this really great party going on tonight, its supposed to be really fun....'' you hinted, hoping she would ask to come along.

You noticed the excitement in her eyes, ''..Do you wanna come?'' you offered ''Yeah'' ''Yeah? Alright, we'll pick you up around 8, you think that would be okay?'' ''Yeah that should be fine'' ''Alright see you then!'' You wave heading back to the truck. You giggled to yourself, you were so happy you invited her, and at the same time distract yourself from the nerves of this evening.

[indecisiveenby]

~~Rant~~

I hate the argument about how queer is a slur and an off-limits word/label. because like it's the only label I've found that really truly resonates with me. I'd been trying to find something that fit right for about three years when I started using queer.

first I was bisexual, bc I was very new to queerness, in the sense that I knew about binary trans people, gay men, and lesbians, and that was like it. and my close friend had just come out to me as bi, and I was like "holy shit, there's a word for being into both genders? that's allowed??" something deep in my being snapped, and it was like I could see the world correctly for the first time. bc this was how I had felt my whole life. I was crushing on girls and either suppressing it or mistaking it for a platonic love. and I was making up extra crushes on boys, to overcompensate.

so then I dove deep into queer culture and learned about all these orientations, but also found out about the gender spectrum and fluidity. so here was this huge gender thing crashing down on me with the realization that "wait, I can be feminine, but I don't have to be a girl? and I can embrace my masculinity without being a boy?" and I was a little in denial for a bit and said I was gender fluid bc I think I was too nervous to admit that large of a change to myself, that I wasn't what I had thought I'd been my whole life, so I decided to just pretend I was a little bit that. (THIS IS NOT TO SAY THAT ACTUAL GENDERFLUID PEOPLE ARE IN DENIAL ABOUT THEIR GENDER. THIS IS JUST WHAT I DID. ILY GENDERFLUID PEOPLE, YOU'RE COMPLETELY VALID <3)

and this gender thing took for-fucking-ever to figure out, but I'm settled on transmasc nonbinary. so where did that leave me for orientation? I kept thinking things like "maybe I'm a lesbian. idk if I like guys all that much," or "well actually idk if I like girls," or "what if I don't like anyone. I think I'm aroace." and eventually I said omnisexual/romantic, but I was still thinking these things.

because here's my deal: if I find myself attracted to a girl, I'm like "this is a gay ass feeling." and if I find myself attracted to a boy, I'm like "feeling real fruity rn." and any other gender, I just feel gay if I am attracted to someone. never do I look at someone and think "wow I wanna spend so fucking much non platonic time with you in a fully heterosexual manner."

at the same time, I often think about all those crushes I made up, and the way that I go so so long without having a crush and how I am content with not having a romantic relationship and how my past romantic partners never clicked right. and I think "perhaps I really am arospec."

and I think of how I've never been sexually attracted to someone, with like two exceptions ever, and those two people were people I knew very well. and how the idea of having sex seems like something I could participate in, but only probably for someone else's sake, not something I'd initiate. I think of how sometimes I feel like I never ever want to have sex ever bc I just don't want someone to touch me like that, or to touch someone else like that. I think of how sometimes I actually am really into the idea of sex, hypothetically. and I think "is there a spot on the ace spectrum for that?"

and so I look at all of this and I am faced with the question: "how the hell do you put all of that under a label?"

there are two answers here; 1. I don't, and I go unlabeled. I hate this answer. my autism loves to sort and label things. (of course there's an exception for other people. if someone else is unlabeled I'm not gonna say "actually you're this." this only applies to myself and my own things) 2.

Queer !!!

queer is the only label that can encompass all of that, for me. obviously, I could use a bunch of microlabels, and I love microlabels, really, I just would probably lose track of everything quickly.

so yeah, I have a huge fucking issue with people saying that I am not allowed to use the only label that's ever felt like a home to me, the only label that's ever fully covered everything that I am and everything that I feel.

if you don't want to be called queer, good, I won't call you that. but I will not stop calling myself queer. if you have a problem with that, then like actually fuck you

[kamiversee]

Yap-sesh incoming:

Okay FIRST OF ALL HOLY MOTHER OF FUCK THAT CHAPTER WAS GOOD😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

Love the “consistency” of smut in the second chapter both in tfl and ftl hehehe :3

And he really is crazy crazy like WHAT DO YOU MEEEEAN YOU WROTE DOWN THE AMOUNT OF BREATHS AND BLINKS

Also I appreciate your writing so SO much with how you made clear that Gojo’s behavior is NOT normal/romantic/good/desirable (this typa stuff gets romanized WAY too much)

And why do I kinda like Sukuna again, for calling Gojo out and telling him he’s being disgusting, I did NOT plan to find that man anything close to sympathetic anymore after tfl I’d let him ruin me any day 😭

Like why do I like him for seemingly wanting to punish Gojo for being a creep towards a woman (ik his form if punishment fucks us over literally too, but if I didn’t know that, I’d be like HELL YEAH TELL HIM [also it seems like the fuck list wasn’t his initial plan but what he came up with after Gojo refused to tell reader and Sukuna obviously read more of the diary and therefore found out which person would hurt Gojo most if reader slept with them, maybe to get Gojo off of his obsession])

Also why did I knowwwww that would be how Sukuna gets ahold of the diary the second you mentioned Gojo babysitting??? Your foreshadowing is truly divine 😌

But also WHY does he seem to need/want the money (he stopped questioning why Yuji needed a babysitter after seeing how much he’d get paid + him wanting to make sure he gets the money) I thought he was rich anyways? And why does it seem like only one person lives in the apartment if Geto and Gojo live together??

And Sukuna seeming to understand his obsession to some degree - is that directed towards that first (?) woman he hit (if I remember correctly) after she said something to him? (I think Choso was the one who saw that happen??) Like she’s the “reason” he “changed” and Sukuna only became abusive towards Yuji after that? Cause I feel like I remember him promising Choso he wouldn’t do stuff to Yuji and maybe he actually didn’t but then started after the stuff happened with this Woman? 👀

Idk if I’m super far off but that would maybe also explain why he really doesn’t want Gojo to get his way with reader (like Sukuna apparently succeeded in manipulating that girl, who then maybe found out that he was obsessed or something and that’s what she said to him before things escalated) cause he doesn’t want Gojo to succeed/be happy “where he failed”? Or maybe he wants to protect reader somehow because of underlying self-hatred and projection?

I feel like either I cooked hard or completely burned my kitchen down, along with my whole house with these theories lmao, thanks for listening to my ted talk🙇🏻‍♀️

-🖤

Ah yes, the seasonal yap sesh 🙂‍↕️ lets unpack, shall we?

This is kinda long btw, sorry ><

For one, I actually didnt even notice that I mirrored where smut is until you just pointed it out HELLO? I MIGHT BE A GENUIS? I know I mirrored the first three words of tfl & ftl but I did the smut thing on accident honestly 😅

& Gojo was…coco for cocoa puffs, to say the least. Even in tfl, he explicitly tells the reader that the version of himself who fell in love with her was a bad guy— as we now see!

And I need everyone to be well aware that the acts are not okay. 🙏 Please, even as I wrote it I was genuinely creeped out because imagine if you had someone you didn’t know watching you & even jacking his shit to you… that is WEIRD and NASTY. Gojo being hot does NOT excuse SHIT. ^.^ Happy that I was able to express that through that disturbing chapter. These acts should not be romanticized. & while yes, I love a good dark romance, this is an example of what isn’t romantic but pure dark. It’d be different if he actually knew the reader & talked to her but he didn’t, I hope people keep tht in mind :)

NEXT, liking Sukuna is okay actually 😄 You might even feel stronger about him in those regards after the next chapter! And my foreshadowing with the babysitting was rather obvious I think! Glad you spotted it tho!! ;)

About the whole money thing. It was explained that Gojo enjoyed babysitting in general & it’s clear he loves kids & taking care of them! As such, think of it as a parallel to the reader in tfl. She had no job & was getting no action until Gojo came along w the blackmail. Through him, she saw it as a win win (blackmail aside) as she’d get to fuck hot guys & get paid— solving two of her problems at once. Now with Gojo in ftl, he saw it as him being able to take care of kids like he loves & the amount that Sukuna pays him is like an added bonus! A mere plus side, if you will. Gojo is rich but who doesn’t love extra money? Especially for something he loves doing?

& nono, the part where Sukuna was studying the apartment was to say he could tell two people lived there! It’s simply a nod to how Sukuna & Gojo didn’t know each other well enough for Sukuna to know Gojo had a roomate. :)

With Sukuna’s understanding of Gojo’s obsession…. 🌚 Let’s just say, Sukuna is not a fan of it. More will come in upcoming chapters!

You definitely cooked w ur theories, fret not my love :3 I was happy to read! Ty <3