#✊.handjob
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Kpop artists are real people! Please respect them! All of this is strictly fantasy and for horny fun! None of the things I say in this account are “speculation” or “what these artists are really like” type things. Again, purely fantasy through the lense of a hyperfixation
MINORS DNI!
word count: 5140
tags: gyuvin x matthew, light dom/sub stuff, caught masturbating, oppa kink, inspired by recent(ish) events, gyuvin's shy at first, matthew eats it up, as in all fics gyuvin is hung 😔✊, handjob that turns into blowjob, very light cumplay, theyre so whipped and they don't even know, teaching how to give a bj by example, whos top? whos dom? who's sub? they dont even know, switch 4 switch ig
Found the brain power to write this >:) i accidentally made this very sappy and cute but it's all good bc you get two bjs for the price of one! also it is so much longer than i expected enjoy
‘For today, I’m your oppa’
The moment replayed in Matthew's mind more often than he’d like to admit. His little oppa bit was fun, he got to flirt with the camera and show off something besides being cute, but this was probably too far. He might’ve not known the deepest interweavings of Korean but he was damn good at conversation, and conversation between him and hyungs was even easier. Being referred to as a dongsaeng was pretty natural for him. But Kim Gyuvin. Strange, weird, tall, handsome Kim Gyuvin. He made being a hyung harder than it already was. He was always goofing off, in an endearing, Saint Bernard who doesn’t know how big he is kind of way, but goofing off nonetheless.
It had been one of these many times that Gyuvin had said the something that kept ringing in Matthew's head.
“I’m too tired today. I’m not oppa today.” Matthew had whined as Gyuvin shook him excitedly. “Someone take oppa responsibility for me.”
“I can.” Gyuvin sat up straight with a dumb smile. “I’ll be your oppa.”
Matthew tried to convince himself he mistranslated as his ears got steadily pinker. “What?”
“No take-backs! You said you didn’t want to be oppa so now it’s my turn.” Gyuvin smirked mischievously.
“I didn’t mean my oppa.” He tried to sigh but it came out like more of a squeak.
“Too late! For today, I’m your oppa.”
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That’s what got Matthew in this situation. Laying on his bed, half mast, all because of some stupid joke. He didn’t even know it was possible for honorifics to affect him like this, especially ones meant for women. He guessed it was a sign he was getting more comfortable with Korean but he almost wished he wasn’t. ‘Gyuvin-oppa’ It rang through his head again and he winced, trying to not imagine anything.
It was a rare free Saturday so most of the members were out, getting food or shopping. Really, it was only Matthew and Taerae home, and he knew for a fact the Taerae had passed out on the couch after lunch. It had been a while, with promotions and filming, he hadn’t got a decent, non-shower jerk off in since right after Boys Planet. It really couldn’t hurt.
He scooted up enough to throw his blanket over his lap, even if someone did walk in it’d be way easier to hide this way. He shimmied out of his sweatpants, sighing as the soft fabric laid over his dick. He could already tell he wasn’t going to last long, dick twitching at the slightest touch. “Fuck.” He breathed. He wrapped his hand around his half stiff cock, lightly tracing his thumb over his slit.
‘Let oppa take care of you.’
Matthew flinched as the image of Gyuvin leaning over him appeared in his mind. He groaned out of embarrassment. He started pumping his hand, nervously letting the fantasy continue on. Imaginary Gyuvin licked his lips, staring down Matthew like he was about to eat him alive. He brought a finger to Matthew’s chin, raising it to make eye contact. Matthew unconsciously sped up his strokes.
‘Say it.’
He knew exactly what imaginary Gyuvin wanted, of course, and he couldn't help himself. He placed a hand over his mouth, intent to muffle himself so only he and his little fantasy had to know.
“Gyuvin-oppa.” saying it out loud shot a shiver straight to his dick. God, why was that doing so much to him? He whined into his hand, eyebrows scrunched up in pleasure. "Oppa, please." he muttered.
"Good boy." Imaginary Gyuvin purred. He kissed him roughly, tongues dancing, before trailing kisses down his jaw, then his throat.
"Gyuvin-oppa, please." he breathed.
He heard a whimper, but this time it wasn't his own. His hand flew away from himself, eyes squeezing tightly closed. Oh, god. This was humiliating. "Jesus fucking Christ." he swore to himself in English. "Please leave." He didn't dare look at who it was, he didn't want to go through the next few weeks avoiding eye contact with someone.
"...But." The voice squeaked, already sounding way too familiar. "You called me."
"I don't want to talk about it Gyuvin." Matthew rolled over to face the wall, neck burning from embarrassment. Of course, of all eight people that could've caught him, it had to be the one he was moaning the name of. "Leave.'' He hoped he sounded intimidating and not like he was about to cry.
There was a long pause, one Matthew tried to convince himself meant Gyuvin left and he just didn't hear. Unfortunately, his ears were hyper aware of every tiny sound at the moment. He could still hear Gyuvin breathing. He tried desperately not to break into tears. "I don't wanna." Gyuvin finally said, more of a whisper than anything.
Matthew's confusion overtook his embarrassment for a moment and he turned his head to look at Gyuvin. Oh. He was standing, hands balled into tight fists at his sides, still holding his shopping bags. His thighs were clenched together. The worst part was he wasn't even looking up, his head hung low, hiding his face. "What?"
"I don't wanna leave, Hyung." Gyuvin's voice cracked. Somehow, his head sunk even lower in his chest. Matthew couldn't bring himself to do anything but stare. "Please..."
Matthew felt a fresh plume of warmth reach his face. This couldn't be real. He dug into his thigh with his nails, willing himself to snap out of it. This fantasy had really gone too far. But Gyuvin remained. Matthew's heart was racing, he could feel the blood rushing in his ears. He had to be sure, if this was going any farther. "Gyuvin, you know what I was doing, right?"
He nodded.
"What was I doing then?" Matthew said carefully, trying to not spook him off.
"Hyung, don't make me say it..." Gyuvin covered his face with his hands. Despite his earlier fantasies, Matthew couldn't help but find him adorable. The urge to get more reactions out of Gyuvin was eating at him.
"How am I supposed to know you're serious if you don't tell me?" Matthew's nerves were slowly morphing into excited butterflies.
"Hyung-"
"Just Matthew's fine." He felt himself start to smile. "And look at me, please."
Gyuvin took a deep breath. He lowered his hands away from his face slowly, revealing his wonderfully crimson complexion. "Matthew." He dug his nails into his palms, willing himself to look up. "Were you... touching... yourself..." He let out a little whine before taking another breath. "Thinking about... me?"
Matthew ate up every second Gyuvin left his face uncovered. He knew he probably had a stupid, half horny-brained grin plastered across his face but he couldn't stop.
"Hyu-... Matthew." Gyuvin complained, turning his body away but keeping his face in view.
"Yeah," He breathed, barely audible. "Yeah, I was." He was kind of dazed and awestruck. Kim Gyuvin being anything other than overly excited or passed out was always a pleasant change, but this was something else entirely.
"O-okay." Gyuvin cleared his throat, clearly trying to decide what to do next. "Did you... like it?"
Matthew couldn't help but to break into a little fit of giggles.
"Matthew!" He whined, stomping in place pathetically.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Matthew tried to catch his breath in between spurts of snickering. "I'm not making fun of you, I promise."
"You sure sounded like you were." Gyuvin pouted and crossed his arms. "Look, I can leave and pretend this didn't happen, but..." His eyes drifted to the floor.
"But?"
Gyuvin shuffled his feet around and cleared his throat. His mind seemed to be working overtime. He sighed after a moment and turned on his heel. Matthew could've sworn he was about to storm off. His chest twinged at bit at the thought. But Gyuvin didn't leave. Instead he set his bags down beside Matthew's dresser and closed the door, paused, then locked it.
"But I want to hear you say that again." His expression had turned stern.
Matthew felt his face heat again. Right, he was supposed to be the embarrassed one here. He'd been walked in on and he'd completely forgotten as soon as Gyuvin acted cute. He really was done for.
"Matthew."
He yelped then cringed at the noise. "Yeah?" He squeaked.
Gyuvin took a careful step forward. "Can I- please- can I touch you?" His face was no less red than before, but it seemed he'd found some confidence.
Matthew couldn't stop the nod that came out of him. "Please." it sounded desperate, but he kinda was.
Gyuvin approached slowly, taking off his jacket on his way. He kneeled in front of Matthew's bed, eyes trained on Matthew's. "Can I...?" He gestured to the blanket that was still draped over Matthew's lap.
Matthew bit his lip and nodded. God, what was he getting himself into?
Gyuvin was so gentle, sliding the blanket off slowly and deliberately. Unveiling Matthew like he was something precious. He exhaled deeply once he was in full view. "Wow." He breathed, his hands floating absently around. "Okay, hhhh, okay, wow."
Matthew chuckled under his breath. "Am I that impressive?"
"Yeah..." Gyuvin whispered, half there. "You're really pretty, Hyung."
Matthew felt his dick twitch at the compliment and groaned. "Sorry, I-"
"Don't be." Gyuvin interrupted. "It's cute." He swallowed and took his eyes off of Matthew's crotch, seemingly with great effort. "I'm gonna start now, okay?"
"O-okay." Matthew winced at himself.
Gyuvin gently wrapped his hand around the base of Matthew's cock, squeezing softly. "Warm..." he mumbled absent-mindedly. He inched his hand upward, more feeling him up than trying to get him off. He placed his hand on Matthew's inner thigh and scooched forward, eyes twinkling with interest. He thumbed at the bit of skin connecting Matthew's foreskin to the head of his cock, making him gasp. Ever so slowly, Gyuvin started moving his hand, working his way up and down Matthew's shaft, staring intently at every movement.
Matthew covered his mouth with his hand. Not only was Taerae asleep not even 30 feet away, but it just felt way too embarrassing to let Gyuvin hear anything. Even if Gyuvin was the one making him make the embarrassing noises. Jesus, this was really happening. Matthew stole a look downwards. Gyuvin, with his hand on Matthew's dick. He couldn't comprehend that, even just as a sentence. His brain flashed that same image of Gyuvin baring over top of him from before. "Gyu-...Gyuvin?" He tried not to pant.
"Yes, Matthew?" Gyuvin had no intention of stopping his movement now that he'd started, Matthew's voice seemingly only spurring him on.
"What you said before..." Matthew winced and covered his mouth again, whimpering into it. "Did- ah- did you mean it? Do you want- ah- me to call you-" He was cut off by Gyuvin's increasing pressure on his dick, strokes speeding up the more he talked. "Ngh!" A strangled moan fought its way out, somehow making Matthew blush even deeper.
"Call me what?" Gyuvin's voice came out darker than before. He might be even worse off than Matthew.
"Oh, come on! You know- ah- what I'm talking about." Matthew whined.
"Yeah, but I wanna hear you say it." Gyuvin finally took his eyes back off of Matthew's dick. "Please."
And who could deny a face like that? Red down to his collarbone, pupils blown, lips parted just enough that Matthew could see his tongue. "Gyuvin... Gyuvin-oppa." The embarrassment curled its way up through Matthew's stomach.
"Fuck..." Gyuvin's head dropped to his chest, strokes going lopsided. "Matthew, I really want you in my mouth right now, but I've- I haven't-not with a guy anyway-" he blathered.
God, he was so cute. "You can- if you want. I wouldn't mind. I can teach you." Matthew reached down and stroked the top of his head. "I mean as long as you don't bite it off, I think you're fine." He chuckled.
Gyuvin whined incoherently. "Matthew, no fair." He flopped forward, squishing his cheek into Matthew's bare thigh.
"Sorry, sorry." Matthew smiled fondly at the top of Gyuvin's head. He wasn't sure if they'd ever had this much contact before, but maybe that was for a reason. "Gyuvinnie-"
His head shot up and he gave Matthew what was probably supposed to be a glare, but his fucked out expression overrid it.
"Gyuvinnie...Oppa." Matthew swallowed. He hated that it'd already gotten easier to say. "Let me teach you, huh?" He braved a hand on Gyuvin's cheek, which he immediately nuzzled into. Cute. He scooched forwards on his knees, crotch absently bumping into Matthew's shin. "Jesus." Matthew wasn't sure if Gyuvin's dick hit him or straight bone. "You're really hard."
Gyuvinnie nodded lazily. "You're really hot."
"Do you... I mean, I could teach you... by example, if you want?" Matthew felt like he should probably be embarrassed, especially given how embarrassed he was at just calling Gyuvin a name, but he wasn't. He was kinda curious, if anything.
Gyuvin's eyes shot open- as open as he could make them, given his state. "Oh! Um, uh- o-okay. If you want."
"Don't worry, I have experience." Matthew smiled smugly. "Come up here." He patted the bed then slid off, pulling up his sweatpants as he went. Gyuvin crawled up onto the bed, knees clamped shut. "Relax, I got this. Tell me if you need a break." He paused. "Gyuvin-oppa." The expression on Gyuvin's face made Matthew smile like a cat. He leaned forward and started busying himself with Gyuvin's fly. It was no easy task given the massive tent blocking his view. Even through his pants, Matthew was already dreading how big Gyuvin was going to be. His fly came undone and Gyuvin lifted his hips to making tugging his pants down easier. He was chewing on his sleeve. Cute. Matthew braced himself then tugged down the waistband of his boxer-briefs. Gyuvin's cock sprang free with a bounce. "Jesus christ." He stared open mouthed at it.
"Is something wrong?" Gyuvin pouted down at him.
"No, it's just..." Matthew tried to measure it with his hand, but it was too small. "You're kinda massive." He swallowed.
Gyuvin giggled above him. "Oh, come on, it's not that big."
"No, I like, seriously feel bad for any women you've been with." He pulled Gyuvin's cock forward so it stood straight, making him whine. "Jesus."
"Hng- Hyung if you're gonna touch it, can you give me some warning first?" He panted.
"Oh, sorry Gyuvinnie." He met Gyuvin's eyes. The face he was making made Matthew go a little crazy. One eye closed, the other half lidded, mouth agape with a silver string of spit connecting his top and bottom lip. His brain backfired. "Here's your warning." He smiled wryly then took Gyuvin's head into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around it, occasionally flattened it to drag it along the slit.
"Fuck! Hyung-" Gyuvin twitched forward. "That wasn't- ngh- much of a warning!"
Matthew hummed around him in response, eliciting a wonderfully strained noise from Gyuvin. Something childish and competitive was burning in him, like he had to prove himself. He bobbed his head down a few centimeters, working the rest of Gyuvin's length with his hand. He took a deep breath before taking him in until he reached his fist, the head knocking into the back of his throat.
"Hyung- fuck- I'm really sensitive- it's been a while-" Gyuvin babbled. His hands came to rest on the back of Matthew's head, tangling into his hair gently. "Careful please."
Matthew pulled off with a pop. "Of course, Oppa." He smiled at the desperate noise that made its way out of Gyuvin, then plunged his way all the way back down. He bobbed ever so slowly, willing his throat to take just a little bit more. Fuck, Gyuvin was big. He tried to not imagine what it would be like inside him, how deep it would reach. He felt his throat start to spasm and backed off. If he couldn't take it all in his mouth he'd just have to treat the part he could fit extra special. He pressed his tongue firmly against the side of Gyuvin's shaft and moved it side to side as he bobbed. Spit was dribbling from the corners of his mouth at this point but he didn't really mind, it was just extra lubricant for his hand to pump the bottom half of Gyuvin's dick with. The soft gasps and moans above him were slowly turning into muffled, stuttering grunts. He pulled off just enough to give Gyuvin's slit kitten licks. "Close already, Oppa?" Matthew looked up to make eye contact. Shit, that was a mistake. Gyuvin's eyes had a fire he couldn't quite place, but he could certainly guess. It made his stomach drop straight to his feet.
Gyuvin's fingers curled into his hair firmly. "Don't stop. Wanna cum in your mouth. Please." The words were slurred but the look on his face was as if this was a matter of life and death.
"Greedy." Matthew huffed, but sunk back down onto him nonetheless. It'd been a while since he last let someone cum in his mouth, but this was his Gyuvinnie. Even if he was sucking his dick at the moment, he still did have a soft spot for him. He wondered how Gyuvin would taste. He sped up his strokes in time with his head movements, spurred on by the light pressure Gyuvin was applying to the back of his head. He tongued lightly at the underside of Gyuvin's glands, making him groan.
"M'close..." His hands pulled at Matthew's head gently.
Matthew took that as a sign to go deeper. He bobbed down to brush his nose against his knuckles again, filling his mouth to the brim. He hollowed his cheeks and worked his head up and down. He felt Gyuvin start to shudder. He plunged down so Gyuvin was at his throat, then pushed himself a little farther. He suppressed a cough as Gyuvin moaned.
"Matthew!" He gasped as he spilled into Matthew's mouth and down his throat. His hands tugged at Matthew's blond hair as he rode out his high. Matthew felt strings of cum shoot down his throat and over his tongue. It tasted sweeter than normal, maybe it was because of all the snacks Gyuvin was always eating, or maybe Matthew's brain just ignored the bitterness more easily because of who's it was.
Matthew tapped Gyuvin's thigh as soon as he was sure he was finished.
"Oh, sorry!" Gyuvin let him go and hung his head back.
Matthew slid off of Gyuvin's dick slowly, enjoying the way he jolted from overstimulation. "Gyuvinnie, look." He tapped his leg again.
"Hmm?" Gyuvin's head fell forward again then froze.
Matthew stuck his tongue out with an 'ahh", cum dribbling down the entire surface. A bead fell onto his lap but he swiped it up with his finger and put it back in his mouth. He made sure Gyuvin was watching as he swallowed.
"Oh... my god?" Gyuvin sat shell shocked.
Matthew giggled at him. "Figured you'd like that." He stood, legs wobbly. "Scooch." He shooed Gyuvin to the side then sat next to him, resting his head on his shoulder after a moment. "Was it a good lesson, Gyuvinnie-oppa?" he snickered, pushing into Gyuvin.
"Mhmmm.' He stretched it into a hum. "Gimme a minute to recover, then it's my turn."
"Your turn?" Matthew scoffed. "Isn't it my turn if, y'know, I'm the one getting it?"
"Nope." Gyuvin rested his head on the wall and smiled, arms behind his head. "My turn because I'll have more fun."
Somehow, Matthew's face got even warmer. "I don't think that's possible. I mean, didn't you have fun when it was 'my' turn?" He made air quotes with his fingers.
"Of course I did!" Gyuvin pouted down at him. "But I wanna see your face when I suck you off." He grinned.
"I- uh- okay." Matthew stuttered, head filling with images he'd rather not share. "You've sure gotten brave in the last ten minutes."
"I don't think it's possible- even for me- to take 'hey can I suck your dick' as a bad sign." Gyuvin hummed contently then slid down on his back to the floor. He flipped over then sat. "So..." He looked up at Matthew with that same unplaceable fire from before. "Hey, can I suck your dick?"
Matthew wasn't sure whether to laugh or blush. He settled on nodding. "Y-yeah, you can..."
"Don't worry, I had a very good teacher." Gyuvin beamed up at him, splitting his face straight in two.
"Someone's excited." Matthew mumbled behind his hand.
Gyuvin nodded, leaning forward. "Someone's hot." He tugged down Matthew's sweatpants and boxers in one motion. His cock bounced into his stomach. "Hello again, pretty."
"Shut up." Matthew pushed at Gyuvin's shoulder.
"You'd rather I lie?" Gyuvin huffed in faux anger. "It's pretty... you're pretty." His voice got airy all of the sudden, like he was under some dick-spell. "Matthew-hyung? Can I ask a favour?"
Matthew swallowed, mouth suddenly dry. "Yeah, Gyuvinnie?"
Gyuvin's eyes hazily made their way up Matthew's torso to meet his eyes. "Can you take off your shirt- please? I really wanna see you-... your muscles... they're so nice." Rather than being spoken, the words vaguely floated out of Gyuvin's mouth.
Matthew tried not to flush. If working out made Gyuvin act like this, he might have to never stop. Without a word, he tugged his t-shirt up over his head. Judging by the strangled gurgle that came from Gyuvin, it was a nice view. "There." Matthew turned his face away. "Anything else?"
"No..." Gyuvin's glassed over eyes traced him from head to... well, other head. "Perfect- you're perfect." He mumbled, leaning over to press a kiss to the inside of Matthew's thigh. "So pretty." Another on his hip.
Matthew's breath got caught up in his throat, coming out clicky. Gyuvin looked almost how he imagined, ready to eat him alive, but in his fantasies Gyuvin wasn't quite so... far gone. Honestly it was hotter this way, affecting him so deeply.
"Matthew..." Gyuvin breathed. Locking his eyes on Matthew's, he trailed his tongue down the crease where his hip met his thigh. It made Matthew shiver.
"I don't think I taught you that..." Matthew panted.
"No, but I wanted to do it." Gyuvin muttered, voice darkening. "Please, Seok Matthew, can I taste you?"
Matthew shuddered, eyes trying to escape from Gyuvin's gaze but suddenly unable to. He nodded slowly, out of focus. "Yes..."
Gyuvin inched his way closer. "Yes, who?" Matthew could feel his breath ghost across his cock.
"Oppa- Gyuvin-oppa, please." He blabbered, face hot with shame. He'd do anything to get Gyuvin's mouth on his dick at this point, calling him a name among the less detestable. Still, the small part of Matthew that was still lucid screamed at him to stop, or slow down at the very least. That part was stupid anyway.
"Good- perfect." Gyuvin mumbled, pressing his lips to the head of Matthew's cock, kissing it gently. Ever so softly, like he was a dog trying to sneak a treat while no one was looking, he placed his lips around Matthew, just below the head. His tongue felt around curiously, sliding around him and licking up the precum he'd leaked. "You taste nice..." Gyuvin muttered, mouth still full.
The vibrations made Matthew gasp before slapping a hand over his mouth.
Gyuvin let Matthew fall out of his mouth then leaned up close to his face. "None of that." he took his hands and pulled them away from his face. "Wanna hear you."
"But- Taerae's-"
"Sleeping and behind a door. Shush. Lemme hear." Gyuvin spoke as if he was saying the most logical thing in the world.
"O-okay." Matthew let his hands fall. He moved one to rest on Gyuvin's cheek. Gyuvin took him back into his mouth, maneuvering Matthew's cock into his cheek, poking him in the hand. He giggled at himself.
"Very funny, Gyuvinnie." He couldn't help the fond smile that made its way onto his face. Gyuvin only responded by taking Matthew in deeper, making him hiss. "Fuck, Oppa." Gyuvin flicked his tongue over the bit of skin connecting Matthew's foreskin to the head of his cock. Matthew tried to hold back his noises, but it was much harder without a hand to muffle himself. He could feel Gyuvin smile around him. Gyuvin bobbed lower, taking nearly all of Matthew into his mouth. Matthew stole a glance down only to be met with Gyuvin staring intently up at him. Fuck, is that how he looked a minute ago? Hair messy, cheeks full, lips pink, eyes hazy and glassed over, big and pleading. Gyuvin hollowed his cheeks and slid up and down Matthew's length, tongue pressed flat against it. Matthew chewed on his lower lip, worrying away at it in some hope to make the embarrassing whimpers he was making die down. He couldn't take much more, this was all so overwhelming. Plus he'd been played with off and on for well over 30 minutes, and he wasn't exactly the most desensitized person at the moment.
"Oppa, please- Oppa I'm close- please-" It came out a lot less coherent than he'd expected but his head was spinning too much for him to care. Gyuvin hummed around him on some kind of question, one Matthew hoped he was answering correctly. "Please- wanna cum on your face- please Oppa."
Gyuvin backed off, only holding the head in his mouth once again. He pumped his hand as fast as he could make it go, tongue working at Matthew's slit. "So pretty for me, baby." he mumbled into Matthew. "Cum for me."
"Fuck- fuck- ah-" Matthew whimpered. His hips jerked back as he crested his climax, pulling himself out of Gyuvin's mouth. The first spirt landed on his lips, the sight drove him crazy. Ears ringing, 'world flashes white' crazy. "Fuck, Gyuvin-" his voice got caught in his throat. He slowly came down from it, the whole room spinning. He flopped forward unconsciously into Gyuvin, head to shoulder. After a moment he felt hands weave into his hair, tracing gentle circles into his scalp.
As his ears stopped ringing a quiet stream of 'You did so good's and 'So pretty's became the only sound he could hear. Gyuvin was mumbling at him, forehead to forehead. He looked down to see Gyuvin's sleeve covered in him.
"You... called me baby." Was the first thing out of Matthew's mouth. His voice was creaky and strained.
Gyuvin pulled away so he could look at him. He held his shoulders, thumb gliding back and forth. "Yeah. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I was just really excited." He laughed lightly, with an undertone of hurt.
"No, I-" Matthew wasn't sure what to say, or where exactly he was even going. "I didn't mind- I don't."
"Here." Gyuvin gently pushed Matthew down to lie on the bed. "I'll be right back, promise." He said, peeling his sweater off then crumpling it into a ball.
Matthew didn't have to wait long before Gyuvin reappeared with a glass of water and a damp washcloth. "Do you need anything else?" He asked, a little panicked looking.
"No, that's more than enough." Matthew started to push himself up on his elbows but Gyuvin put a firm hand on his chest.
"Let me do this for you?" He sounded almost guilty. He took Matthew by the chin, wiping at the corners of his mouth and his bottom lip. The washcloth was warm, and smelled faintly of the hand soap Ricky had bought claiming 'No way I'm washing my hands with a bar'. "Sorry in advance." Gyuvin whispered before dabbing Matthew's softening dick clean, making him flinch at the overstimulation. "Sorry, sorry. All done."
Matthew stared at Gyuvin as he stood and placed the washcloth in the laundry basket by his dresser. He just stood there facing the wall, hands pulled to his chest. "Gyuvinnie-"
"It's okay we don't have to talk about it if you don't want." Gyuvin interrupted. "I'm glad I got to do that though."
"Would you listen for once? I swear, this brat." Matthew grumbled and swung his feet off the bed. He padded over to Gyuvin and wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him into a back hug. Matthew felt a little short for this, seeing as his cheek came to rest in between Gyuvin's shoulder blades, but the gesture was the same. "I'm not mad. I had a good time." He took a deep breath, steeling himself for his next words. "This might sound silly considering what we just finished doing but... I really like you Gyuvinnie-ah." He buried his face into Gyuvin's back. He felt a little bit too much like a middle school girl at the moment to properly face him.
"Oh, thank god." Gyuvin's shoulders sank. "I really don't know how long I could've dealt with casual sex. You're too pretty." He tried to turn but Matthew was latched securely to his back. "Hey, no fair Hyung!"
"No way I'm letting you see my face right now." Matthew's voice was muffled by the fabric of Gyuvin's t-shirt.
"But you let me see your face when you had my dick in your mouth?"
"That's different!" Matthew whined.
"Are you really more embarrassed now, Hyung?" Gyuvin chuckled and reached behind him to pat Matthew on the head. "It's too late, I already like your face no matter what it looks like."
"Hmm?" Matthew mumbled, tightening his grip around Gyuvin's waist.
"I really like you too Matthew-hyung. I like seeing you when you just woke up and your eyes are all puffy, I like seeing how happy you are when you dance, I like seeing you drool when you fall asleep in the car. You always look good." Gyuvin sighed, rocking the two of them gently from foot to foot.
"...If you keep talking like that, I'm gonna start thinking you have a crush on me." Matthew chuckled at himself, light and airy. He let go of Gyuvin's shirt slowly, like he was letting go of the dock as he stepped into a boat. He was just as rocky, anyway.
"Shut up." Gyuvin's smile was huge and sincere, creasing his eyes. "I'm, like, really happy right now."
"I can tell." Matthew snickered into the back of his hand. "C'mon. Let's get you cleaned up too. I'll help you wash up." He smiled fondly up at Gyuvin, taking his hand and pulling him to the door.
"Why does that make me nervous?" Gyuvin giggled.
"Because," Matthew looked over his shoulder at the Saint-Bernard who doesn't know how big he is that is Kim Gyuvin. "I'm pretty."
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Clyde Logan (Logan Lucky)
Charlie Barber (Marriage Story)
Abraham H. Parnassus (Saturday Night Live)
Kylo Ren (Star Wars)
Armitage Hux (Star Wars)
Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)
Phillip Altman (This Is Where I Leave You)
+ Miscellaneous fics (and more! 👀)
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BLACKKKLANSMAN
reader x flip zimmerman
🌹 A Reintroduction
rating: teen+, 1.5k, gender-neutral!reader, flip is dishonest, but also thirsty, drug-dealing mention
Flip. Your Flip is with the cops. He has a gun and a badge and everything.
That didn’t make any sense.
🌹 Flashfic: Flip could get it ✊
🌹 Flashfic: How do you think Flip would react to his wife’s changing body during pregnancy?
🌹 Flashfic: How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?
🌹 Flashfic: How do they picture their future with their s/o?
🌹 The Handler
rating: explicit, 4.4k, sexism, violence, abusive language, blood (bc of the violence), drug mention, guns mention, child sex-trafficking mention, rape threat, jealousy, fighting
You propped your cowboy boot on the table edge and took a long drink of beer. No one sitting at the table with you paid your rudeness any mind. In fact, Johnny Claiborne promptly placed his callused hand on your bare knee.
🌹 It’s Too Late To Turn Back Now
rating: teen, 2.1k, past physical-abuse mention, brief injury description, off-screen murder, period-typical sexism
The first time Flip saw you, you were bruised and cuffed. The scuttlebutt around the precinct was you had run over and murdered your abusive ex-boyfriend.
🌹 Queen of the Roller Derby
rating: mature, 2.3k, vague injury description, anachronistic sports teams and organizations
He couldn’t believe… Well, a lot of things. First, that he’d been invited. Second, that he was looking forward to the bout. Third, that he was anxious for your well-being.
🌹 NSFW Alphabet Series
ABC | DE | FGH | IJK | LMN | OP | QRS | TU | V | WXYZ
Bonus: My five favorite things about Flip Zimmerman
rating: explicit, 32k, stand-alone vignettes, oral sex, fluff, angst with happy ending, masturbation, daddy kink, public and semi-public sex, kind-of somnophilia, drug use, under-negotiated bondage and spanking, soft domming, ass play
Your legs went limp on Flip’s shoulders, and you felt him eased them down to the bed. He ran his big hands up your sides and then under your back as he bent forward.
🌹 Still the Same
rating: explicit, 13k, fem!reader, high-school!flip+reader, vaguely 1969 (with inaccuracies), fingering, handjobs, pining, military draft/service (with inaccuracies), colorado setting, period-typical drug use, magical first time, angst with happy ending
He cracked the window, letting in the crisp spring air. It was too dark to see where specifically he was looking, but he had turned to face you. One hand remained on the steering wheel, the other over the back of the seat.
He offered, “Wanna get in the back?”
“Sure,” you said, dropping your purse on the floor, and opened your door.
🌹 Three-day Weekend
rating: explicit, 3.2k, daddy kink, daddy dom, reader is not a little, off-screen negotiation, edging, oral sex, mild spanking
You woke to a hot hand sliding across your bare middle and lips kissing your shoulder. There was the tickle of whiskers, and you turned your head towards disruption. With a sigh, you opened your eyes to watch Flip kiss your shoulder again. He looked up at you as his hand traveled under the sheet bunched below your waist.
“Mornin’, baby,” he said. His voice was sleep-rough yet tender.
🌹 Triple-Feature
rating: mature, 2.8k, old-fashioned living arrangements, making out
The Aircadia Drive-In was running a classic-horror triple-feature this Saturday night. You read in the paper they were playing The Wolf Man, Frankenstein, and Dracula. That evening, you rang Flip and asked him out on a date. You even offered to pay.
🌹 You Ain’t Seen Nothing Yet
rating: mature, 2.8k, detective reader, estranged married couple, smoking, period-typical sexism, dirty talk
…you balanced your mother’s big Tupperware container filled with homemade Samoas cookies. They were Flip’s favorite, and he detested sharing them. But he would have to—because you were famous around the station for your cookies.
You hoped he only got one. It would serve him right.
🌹 You Can Leave Your Skates On
rating: explicit, 2k, almost uniform kink, roller derby mention, clothed female naked male
The sink counter was strewn with make-up and hair tools and the pair of scissors from the kitchen. Before he could ask what the hell all this was for, you kissed his cheek and closed the bathroom door behind him.
Spiritual sequel to Queen of the Roller Derby
🌹 You Light Up My Life
rating: teen, 1.4k, sneakiness, secrets, fluffy married life
The first time you knew something was up was when Flip started his car and hurried to change the radio station.
🌹 You’re the Inspiration
rating: teen, 854, past alcohol abuse, fluffy afternoon
Flip sat in his switched off car and stared at the dark house. He wanted to break something.
BURN THIS
reader x pale
🌹 In the Night We Trust | playlist on spotify
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8
rating: explicit, 57k, pretty woman au, prostitute reader, 1980s/90s, drug use mention, alcohol consumption, inherent power imbalance, soft dom, choking (not breathplay), safe sex, oral sex, semi-public sex, public dirty talk, rough sex, mild spanking, fighting, abusive language, attempted sexual assault, aftercare
“So tell me, Pale, are you in town on business or pleasure?”
“Business…” He looks at your lips. “Until now.”
THE DEAD DON’T DIE
reader x ronald peterson
🌹 A Grave New World
rating: teen+, 804, canon-typical violence, missing parents
You’d only gone on one date—a really nice date, too—with Ronnie Peterson and then the zombie apocalypse happened. Like, what the actual fuck?
GIRLS (HBO)
reader x adam sackler
🌹 Flashfic: …imagine him trying to cuddle and smooch his gf in public and she’s like “😬😬 what are you doing…? Mmm, I guess it’s not so bad”
🌹 Flashfic: please. please tell me about licking sackler’s sack. its all i can think about. my mind has been infected by thoughts of adam sacklers balls in my mouth
🌹 Improving His Taste
rating: teen+, 2.2k, post s05e10, arguments with SO, making out
You were so sick of Adam Sackler and his tempestuous girlfriends.
🌹 Let Me Explain
rating: teen+, 1.2k, light angst, happy ending
“Whoa, let me explain!” Adam implored while teetering in patent leather stilettos, a chef’s knife with slices of carrot sticking to it in his hand. He grabbed the kitchen counter with his left to steady himself.
🌹 There Is A Light (That Never Goes Out)
rating: explicit, 4.3k, canon-typical buffoonery, jealousy, brief non-con element, femdom-ish reader, oral sex
“Take off your clothes,” he murmured after kissing you. “And crawl to my bed.”
THE LAST DUEL
reader x jacques le gris
🌹 Fair Is Foul
rating: teen, 1.8k, historical inaccuracies, timeline inaccuracies, anachronisms, medieval flirting, sad/open ending, minor spoilers(?), rape mention
The other ladies at court told you not to demean yourself by keeping company with a squire. You pointed out that said squire had Count Pierre’s favor. Said squire might even be favored above any knight.
🌹 To Honor and Innocence
rating: mature, 5.3k, fem!reader, young!jacques, historical/jousting inaccuracies, ✨the middle ages were magic✨, catholic imagery, reader has a spring/summer birthday, just roll with me, making out, thigh riding, euphemisms galore
You needed to look away, but you couldn’t. He was striking with the sudden high color in his cheeks and glittering eyes. His smile softened around the edges, and your heart soared at the sight.
Look away, you’d told yourself. Look away before you lose yourself.
LOGAN LUCKY
reader x clyde logan
🌹 A Newer World
rating: teen, 1.3k, PTSD symptom mention
Jimmy leaned across the patio table, bottle of Coors in hand. “So, when you gonna make an honest woman outta her?”
🌹 Lucky Me Lucky You | duck tape jukebox on spotify | ambient mix by Sushii
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9
Bonus: NSFW Alphabet [2.1k]
rating: explicit, 33k, counter-espionage, angst with happy ending, alcohol consumption
You’d had big plans for your future. He’d had big plans, too. During senior year, you’d overheard him talking before class about joining the Army. You had thought about him in that service uniform and how handsome he would look.
Thirteen years later, Clyde was tending bar, sans uniform and missing part of his left arm. At the same time, you were working at the data-entry/call-center down the road from the house you inherited from your late grandmother.
So much for big plans.
🌹 When I Saw You
rating: mature/explicit, 3k, hairdresser!reader, touch-starved!clyde, post movie, erotic fantasies
In his fantasies, he always has both hands.
Which he knows is ironic.
MARRIAGE STORY
reader x charlie barber
🌹 Finding Treasure in the Dark
1 | 2
rating: explicit, 18k, submissive!female-reader, dom!charlie, under-negotiated bdsm, impact play, nipple play, oral sex, anal sex, piv sex, restraints, rope bondage, edging, semi-public fingering, sex toys, handjobs, public teasing
“Yes!“ she hissed in delight. "I told Professor Barber straight out I didn’t do that crap. Or let him boss me around. That’s why I dropped him, you know. If he wants some Stepford to indulge his impulses, he should go to Fetster or whatever.”
Your eyes went wide, and you shifted in your seat, faux-yawning and stretching your arms to cover the movement. You knew Charlie Barber.
🌹 Sweet Angel
rating: explicit, 3k, fluff, dog adoption, insecure!Charlie, piv sex
Since moving to a house with a fenced yard, Henry has been focused on getting a dog. First, it was getting a puppy for Christmas. When that hadn’t panned out, a dog for his birthday. Nicole wouldn’t install a real fence at her place, but tried to distract him with a new iPad.
That worked for a month.
SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE
reader x abraham h. parnassus
🌹 Flashfic: …what would young!Abe do for his wife on [Valentine’s Day]??
🌹 Flashfic: Abe Parnassus vibes jacquesdemys.tumblr com/post/125815250515
🌹 His Girl On A Friday
rating: teen+, 1.2k, corporate espionage, seduction
You’ve been sent by your father, Henry Pickens, to spy on his rival: Abraham H. Parnassus.
🌹 Indulgences
rating: mature, 1.5k, fem!reader, vaguely 1950s, old-fashioned euphemisms, dub-con-ish at first, public fingering, mild edging
It’s official: Don Carlos is boring. Yes, it’s a fundraiser. And of course, you agreed to purchase tickets. Anything to support The Met. But this opera, while beautiful, is dull.
🌹 My Baby Just Cares for Me Series
rating: explicit, sheltered-artist reader, vaguely 1950s, no vintage racism, written with old-fashioned sensibilities and euphemisms, oral sex, alcohol consumption, semi-public sex, sex toys, vaginal fingering, first time
— Expanding One’s Horizons [5k]
“We all need to expand our horizons,” you said as you went to the dining room to turn off the lights.
“Indeed we do, my love.”
— Tension Tamer [3k]
The mattress trembled under you. The softly lit face of your alarm clock said it was after three. You knew it must be work that had awoken him. The company was in the middle of a merger and tensions were high.
— A Treasure More Than Gold [2.2k]
You met your husband’s eyes across the dance floor of Hotel Astor’s ballroom. He’d let his five o'clock shadow develop into a short Vandyke beard in preparation for Babe Paley’s Halloween gala.
— Minx [2.7k]
Abe groaned into the coverlet as you pressed your thumbs on either side of his spine. His muscles were slowly losing their tightness. You didn’t think his desk chair at work was supporting him properly. Most likely, he never sat in it except to sign documents.
— It’s Magic [4.4k]
Don’t go to art school, they said.
— Two To Tango [7k]
You sat at the bistro table tucked in the corner of the pasticceria. Abe sat across from you, tiny plates of bite-sized cake on the table between you.
STAR WARS
general
🌹 The Skywalker Ascension
rating: teen, 4.5k, tros revision, mc death, angst, lightsaber battles, retcon timeline
“All the Sith live in me,” he vows. “You will be empress, and we will be one.”
While disgust churns her gut, she will not hate, she will not give in.
To him or to anyone.
🌹 Unsanctioned
rating: general, 371, universe jumping, pre-tfa, my poor attempt at humor
You’re taking the walk of shame to the kitchen, arms full of dirty dishes.
kylo ren x armitage hux
🌹 Bombing Out
rating: mature, 1.4k, canon compliant, cannoli kylux, gambling, strip sabacc, alcohol consumption, afterlife, mutual pining, arguing
He didn’t know why he was playing sabacc. He didn’t like card games. There was hardly any strategy. No planning. Everything was left to chance. It was messy. And the gambling. He didn’t mind risk, of course, but one had to match their opponents’ bets. Which meant the opponent had too much control.
It was idiotic.
About as idiotic as his opponent, Ben Solo—
Who had literally lost his shirt last round.
🌹 Iron Moon Series on AO3 | photoset | spotify playlist by ayudameme
rating: explicit, 36k, canon universe, xeno-vampires, canon-typical violence, the first order wins, soft kylux, but with blood, knife play, blood drinking
He wanted to taste it, lick it all up. He wanted to run his tongue along the cauterized edges of the cut on Ren’s face. He wanted to follow it down under Ren’s ruined clothing.
reader x armitage hux
🌹 Flashfic: Armitage Hux is low key hot
🌹 Flashfic: I want Hux to throat fuck me
🌹 Succor
rating: mature, 2.4k, shy princess reader, fo-leader hux, the first order won, arranged marriage, dirty talk
You felt your dinner guests’ eyes on you, their judgements. You ignored them while hiding behind the courtly rituals you’d been taught since childhood.
reader x kylo ren | ben solo
🌹 All the Time in the Galaxy
rating: teen, 1.9k, kor reader, mutual pining, first kiss
“Lady Ren, pardon the interruption—” You didn’t know what he was interrupting. You were both standing in silence. “—The techs have noticed something strange here on Starkiller.”
🌹 Call It In the Ring Series
rating: teen-mature, college au, art-majors kylo and reader, first date, sibling fights, nude photography, assisted masturbation, phone sex, fingering
— Hotshot House Show [2.5k]
You checked the address one more time on your phone. It was right, but definitely not what you expected when Kylo offered to make you dinner.
— Worked Shoot [5k]
Photography midterms were due in two weeks, and you only had one of the four photos you needed. You silently berated yourself because you’d known this was coming. It was on the damn syllabus.
But who actually read the syllabus?
— Clean Finish [2k]
You couldn’t believe you were about to do this, you thought as you stood naked in front of the clean bathroom mirror. You didn’t know if Kylo would like it. What if he didn’t?
— Vignette [938]
Ben was all “Morning, beautiful” with a grin Flynn Rider would be proud of. He sat close to you on the sectional sofa—even though there were plenty available places to sit.
— Bonus: I want nothing more than to strip off his clothes piece by piece, kissing any and all skin bared to me.
— Dirty Pre-show [1.3k]
You’d washed at the sink in the studio, but ugh, your jeans are splattered with slip. You’re pretty sure you have some on your face, in your hair. Hell, even one of your ears feels crusty.
How the ever living fuck does it get everywhere?
🌹 Dum Dums
rating: teen, 2.3k, gender-neutral reader, suburban high-school au, fluff, mutual pining, mild angst with happy ending
“Your boyfriend’s looking this way again,” Poe sing-songed before taking a big bite of his apple.
You rolled your eyes, knowing exactly who he was talking about. “He’s not my boyfriend,” you reply as you set your bottle of water on the lunch tray.
🌹 Flashfic: Please the (fem-dom!reader) story from gc…. I NEED IT
🌹 Flashfic: FAM IM ON MY KNEES BEGGING YOU… PLEASE PLEASE WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT GIVING SMOOCHES TO FOREVER SAD BOY KYLO
🌹 Flashfic: How does Kylo spoil his lady?
🌹 Flashfic: So, what do you guys think is Kylo’s favorite way to kiss?
🌹 Hello
rating: mature(ish), 1k, modern au, dream-sharing, pining, possessiveness, nightmare elements, magic/force shenanigans
A phone rang. Burr-ring. Distant at first. Burr-ring. Clanging. Jarring. Burr-ring. It was too dark to find it. You groped around in the cool, damp blackness to find nothing. Burr-ring. You cursed just before your hand slapped against something cold and metal.
🌹 Me and The Devil Series
rating: mature-explicit, modern vampire au, death mention, blood drinking, menstruation, oral sex, biting
— Flashfic: …I want vampire!kylo to do *very* unspeakable things to me :)
— Flashfic: Very bored tonight and [thinking] about vamp!kylo, if you have any, what’re your favorite five about him?
— You’re My Sweetness [2.1k]
“You’re sad,” he murmured, a note of confusion in his words.
“Funerals tend to do that.”
“Let me make it better.”
— Red Wings [1.4k]
So, you laid there and bled onto an overnight pad that had to be the length of a regulation cricket bat.
— Flashfic: Do you have any thoughts on vampire Kylo sensually playing with you with his teeth?
🌹 Not Like the Rest
rating: teen, 948, alcohol consumption, politics
So, Ben’s kept moving for years. He hustles. He’s on committees. He researches everyone around him. He schmoozes.
And he’s schmoozing during a dinner to honor a retiring staffer when he sees you.
🌹 On the Pulse of Mourning
rating: teen, 6.5k, ptsd, angst, disregarding an elder’s wisdom, force choking, force weirdness
He sat on the lowered ramp of his TIE and waited for the Resistance scouts to find him. He didn’t think it would take them long. He’d landed only two klicks from the base.
🌹 The Sofa King
rating: mature, 550, hs au, making out, frottage
Anonymous asked: Ben Solo is such a precious little baby I don't see him making the first move. He would be way too nervous. Like during a movie night you could literally be in his lap, rubbing his chest, purring into his ear and he would just keep his eyes locked on the screen, jaw locked, shifting uncomfortably, and he making silly comments about the movie.
reader x kylo ren x armitage hux
🌹 Precious Pet Series on AO3 | photoset | playlist on spotify
Bonus: NSFW Alphabet for Kylo and Hux [1.6k]
rating: explicit, 335k, canon universe, force-sensitive reader, departing from tfa, stockholm syndrome, force bond, everyone has issues
A hush suddenly fell over the village and you strained to hear anything. Was it over? Had the Order gotten what it wanted? You had a gnawing feeling it was only beginning.
The whoosh of energy—you couldn’t identify the noise, but you knew it wasn’t good—pierced the air. There was a collective horrified gasp and more scrabbling and then more blaster fire. Something had happened, something terrible. Someone’s death had triggered it all. Suddenly, there were screams and controlled violent blasters, and you covered your mouth to muffle your sob. The village was dead. Everyone you knew was dead. Lor San Tekka was gone. You felt it like a punch to the chest.
STAR WARS/DREDD
armitage hux x clan techie
🌹 Little Blue
rating: mature, 1.3k, incest, abuse mention, jealousy, crushes
“I see you’ve been slumming it with the radar techs again,” Armie said from his perch on Techie’s bed.
Techie gnawed on his lip, stepping through the doorway of his berth, and let the door slide shut behind him. He knew it would be stupid to deny it. He was wearing the tech jumpsuit after all.
STRANGER THINGS
reader x eddie munson
🌹 Sidetracked
rating: teen, 900, mechanic!eddie, gender-neutral!reader, domestic fluff, slice of life
Maybe something last-minute happened. Like an emergency tow. Or a quick flat-tire fix. Or a gaggle of geese had waddled into one of the bays — again.
🌹 Through A Glass Darkly | playlist on spotify | masterlist
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28
rating: explicit, 163k, canon universe, fem/witchy/goth!reader, magic, slow burn, friends to lovers, series-typical horror, period-typical sexism and homophobia, historical inaccuracies and anachronisms, drug dealing and use, smoking, alcohol use, masturbation, mutual masturbation, fantasizing, one-bed trope, making out, fingering, dirty talk, chasing, oral sex, handjobs, condoms, piv sex, mild spanking, reader’s father is a dirtbag, magical violation, mental torture, body horror, aftercare, nightmares, strict parenting, panic attack, past child abuse and abandonment, semi-public sex, breaking up, angst with happy ending, running away, guns, fighting, everyone survives, suicidal ideation
Eddie would have to wait until his lunch break to see this new, hot, weird chick. He wondered which flavor of weird she was. Art weird? Theater weird? Band weird?
Weird weird?
He shrugged. He liked weird.
In other words, you’re the new girl in town, and Eddie is intrigued.
THIS IS WHERE I LEAVE YOU
reader x phillip altman
🌹 Risking Thorns
rating: explicit, 12k, post-movie, ice skating, nice suburban upbringing, slut shaming, almost enemies-to-lovers, prickly reader, phillip gets a short leash, bastardization of a jewish holiday, fingering, semi-public sex, phone sex, spanking threat
Once she pulled out of the parking lot, you asked, “So, where are we going?”
“Altman’s? I thought you got your skates sharpened there, too?”
Mental alarms went off as you shook your head. You knew the Altmans…
THE WITCHER
yennefer x geralt
🌹 Nailed Into Place
rating: explicit, 14k, modern new orleans au, inspired by s01e03 “betrayer moon”, mishmash of nola folklore, i’ve altered the striga curse (pray i don’t alter it further), references to s01e05 “bottled appetites”, timeline what timeline, alcohol consumption, incest mention, pedophilia mention, injuries, blood, ableist language, a sprinkling of geralt/jaskier
Geralt Rivia is the only witcher in New Orleans. He’s typically hard to find until Jaskier decides to announce on Instagram where he’ll be performing via selfies with Geralt in the background. Baron Ostrit, an associate of mob-connected Foltest Temeria, shows up to hire Geralt to rescue his daughter from slavers. Another princess to save. Geralt finds himself in a tangle lies, from the Marigny to the Garden District—and consulting with a mage he hasn’t seen in years…
MISCELLANEOUS
🌹 Character Soundtrack
Songs and playlists for characters I (and others) associate with them. Feel free to message me with ideas!
🌹 BlacKkKlansman Supercut
Flip Zimmerman scenes only.
🌹 Logan Lucky Supercut
Clyde Logan scenes only.
🌹 Burn This - Audio
Bootleg audio recording of the play.
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Sharks give amazing handjobs because they are so smooth 🦈🍆✊
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for the Holt boys mayhaps?
trying not to be too overwhelming but it's hard aaaaaa
🥺 first time headcanon
✊ masturbation headcanon
🔪 dangerous headcanon
😺 how they eat the pussy (if applicable)
🍆 how they give blowjobs (i don't remember Matthew's sexuality rn so if it's not applicable don't gotta do it)
🙈 something they’re shy about asking for
🎤 how loud they are
🚨 sex that sent me to the ER headcanon
🎇 orgasm headcanon
👄 making out headcanon
Sorry for the wait! Hope it was worth it, lmao.
For simplicity's sake, Marshall is gay and Matthew is straight. Got it? Great!
Some didn't apply/couldn't think of a way to make them work, so sorry :[
🥺 first-time headcanon
Marshall: Mean. He's usually only approached by repressed/curious men in town and he doesn't plan to baby them because they're in the closet. So he's not easing them into the experience, they're starting off bent against a gravestone or tree and told to keep quiet if they want to stay in that closet.
Matthew: Nervous wreck the first time, will just kinda do whatever his partner wants from him or lets them go at it. Though after a while he'll get into it and the marathon begins.
✊ masturbation headcanon
Marshall: HORNY. Marshall grew up gay in Texas in the 90s. Masturbation used to be the only action he ever got. He's probably god of handjobs at this point.
Matthew: HORNIER (somehow). He was raised in a "masturbation is a sin" household so he figured it didn't count if it was humping a pillow or something similar. So now he can't sleep comfortably if he hasn't cum.
🔪 dangerous headcanon
Marshall: Has a knifeplay kink. He wants to press a blade against his partner's throat and hearing their worried whimpers mixed with moans really gets him going
😺 how they eat pussy
Matthew: Hungry boy. He gets down and won't want to stop till all he tastes is his partner. Just wants them dripping from the corners of his mouth and holding his head in place.
🍆 how they give blowjobs
Marshall: He rarely gives them, but when he does he doesn't have a gag reflex so he takes in everything he can. Letting his partner
🙈 something they’re shy about asking for
Marshall: Lowkey wants to get choked/shut up but he doesn't want to ask he wants someone to just do it.
Matthew: Wants to get blindfolded n dommed, just royally used until his partner can't use him anymore.
🎤 how loud they are
Marshall: Loud. He's a talker(insulter) so he doesn't bother holding back every other sound he makes. He is going to make sure his partner is just as loud though.
Matthew: Moderate, he gives low moans but tries not to get too loud. Partly because he thinks he seems less masculine.
🎇 orgasm headcanon
Marshall: Holding his partner in place, panting heavily, digging his nails into their hips. If they haven't cum yet, then he's jerking them off till they do. Finally gives them a compliment as he comes down from his high.
Matthew: Kisses his partner through his orgasm, partly to hide that his voice goes a little high. He's also not stopping, he's making sure his partner is full and is willing to go as many rounds as it takes to do so
👄 making out headcanon
Marshall: Rough and painful. He doesn't want the connection and if his partner wants a kiss so bad he'll make them regret it. Maybe a little growl as he forces his way into their space to explore their mouths.
Matthew: Soft kisser, usually not the one to escalate unless his partner does. Though he does a little teasing, pulling away and making his partner reconnect them.
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@maroonstained sent | ✊ | to give Sebastian Sinclair a handjob
Sebastian’s eyes fluttered closed, head falling back against the back of the couch. He hadn’t been expecting a handjob when he sat down next to Dakota to watch a bit of tv. “God, Kota. That feels so good.”
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Honestly some words here make me get shocked everytime I see here and I fail to understand what op tried to say due to this.
Just sharing my dictionary here:
Wtf: What the fuck.
Tfw: The fuck what.
Mfw: Mother fucker what.
/hj: Handjob ✊
/pos: Peace of shirt.
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Omg speaking of. Linear algebra was also such a sexy class too. Easiest math class I ever took and fun too! Not easy as in “easy math” but easy as in “easy to learn once you’ve done all the shit needed to learn it.” Like learning algebra 2 was harder than learning linear algebra. Linear algebra was like taking one of those easy humanities classes that exists to pad your gpa and make you feel good about yourself (but even better cuz it’s math and you still had to think sometimes). WE FUCKING STAN LINEAR ALGEBRA IN THIS HOUSE YES GAWD 😩✊🍆💦 (that’s me giving linear algebra a handjob)
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Gosh im not so fine with period sex tho but just to cooperate with my horny ass i would most prolly sit on his lap and grind on his member while he kisses my neck leaving hickeys cuz man knws i get horny during sex but then it gets hard for him to control after all the teasing and stuff and knowing we can't go any further i would prolly give him a handjob and a blowjob (cuz i gotta clean the mess i made✊) but i might go even further cuz his veiny hands are my fucking weakness and imagining how they will roam around my body i might lose control and then fuck it idc if i hv periods or not i cant resist him and then he is all gentle during sex and the aftercare naurrrrrrrrr someone help me-
(But the fact he has a high sex drive and so do i idky i find it hot💀 like literally we are down to do it anytime anywhere)
-🐕🦺
ngl same? the thought scares me but yes jake would be so needy and would need your help all the time, he knows you can't resist him and would be down to do anything he offers </3
high sex drive jake makes me wonder if he jerks off at night in his bathroom, because he does give me that vibe 💔
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but like also, giving harry a random handjob? like he’s scrolling on his phone and you’re cuddled into his side and just want to ✊ and he doesn’t stop you. he keeps scrolling and when he cums he’s just breathing really heavy and let’s put a few groans and then you two just cary on
no because this is something i think happens all the time. could you imagine just having some chill time, you’ve got a movie on, harry’s in sweat and you’re in his shirt. Harry takes his phone out and you pout. He no longer has his arm around you anymore. SO YOU SQUEEZE UP NEXT TO HIM AND PLACE YOU HAND ON HIS THIGH. harry grunts a little, but keeps scrolling. your hand keeps moving upwards, finally reaching his cock. harry moans a little, but again doesn’t move his phone….. HE LITERALLY CUMS WHILE WATCHING REELS???
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MASTERLIST
Under the cut are x-reader fics for:
Flip Zimmerman (BlacKkKlansman)
Pale (Burn This)
Ronnie Peterson (The Dead Don’t Die)
Adam Sackler (HBO’s Girls)
Jacques le Gris (The Last Duel)
Clyde Logan (Logan Lucky)
Charlie Barber (Marriage Story)
Abraham H. Parnassus (Saturday Night Live)
Kylo Ren (Star Wars)
Armitage Hux (Star Wars)
Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)
Phillip Altman (This Is Where I Leave You)
+ Miscellaneous fics (and more! 👀)
updated: June 21, 2023
BLACKKKLANSMAN
reader x flip zimmerman
🌹 A Reintroduction
rating: teen+, 1.5k, gender-neutral!reader, flip is dishonest, but also thirsty, drug-dealing mention
Flip. Your Flip is with the cops. He has a gun and a badge and everything.
That didn’t make any sense.
🌹 Flashfic: Flip could get it ✊
🌹 Flashfic: How do you think Flip would react to his wife’s changing body during pregnancy?
🌹 Flashfic: How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?
🌹 Flashfic: How do they picture their future with their s/o?
🌹 The Handler
rating: explicit, 4.4k, sexism, violence, abusive language, blood (bc of the violence), drug mention, guns mention, child sex-trafficking mention, rape threat, jealousy, fighting
You propped your cowboy boot on the table edge and took a long drink of beer. No one sitting at the table with you paid your rudeness any mind. In fact, Johnny Claiborne promptly placed his callused hand on your bare knee.
🌹 It’s Too Late To Turn Back Now
rating: teen, 2.1k, past physical-abuse mention, brief injury description, off-screen murder, period-typical sexism
The first time Flip saw you, you were bruised and cuffed. The scuttlebutt around the precinct was you had run over and murdered your abusive ex-boyfriend.
🌹 Queen of the Roller Derby
rating: mature, 2.3k, vague injury description, anachronistic sports teams and organizations
He couldn’t believe… Well, a lot of things. First, that he’d been invited. Second, that he was looking forward to the bout. Third, that he was anxious for your well-being.
🌹 NSFW Alphabet Series
ABC | DE | FGH | IJK | LMN | OP | QRS | TU | V | WXYZ
Bonus: My five favorite things about Flip Zimmerman
rating: explicit, 32k, stand-alone vignettes, oral sex, fluff, angst with happy ending, masturbation, daddy kink, public and semi-public sex, kind-of somnophilia, drug use, under-negotiated bondage and spanking, soft domming, ass play
Your legs went limp on Flip’s shoulders, and you felt him eased them down to the bed. He ran his big hands up your sides and then under your back as he bent forward.
🌹 Still the Same
rating: explicit, 13k, fem!reader, high-school!flip+reader, vaguely 1969 (with inaccuracies), fingering, handjobs, pining, military draft/service (with inaccuracies), colorado setting, period-typical drug use, magical first time, angst with happy ending
He cracked the window, letting in the crisp spring air. It was too dark to see where specifically he was looking, but he had turned to face you. One hand remained on the steering wheel, the other over the back of the seat.
He offered, “Wanna get in the back?”
“Sure,” you said, dropping your purse on the floor, and opened your door.
🌹 Three-day Weekend
rating: explicit, 3.2k, daddy kink, daddy dom, reader is not a little, off-screen negotiation, edging, oral sex, mild spanking
You woke to a hot hand sliding across your bare middle and lips kissing your shoulder. There was the tickle of whiskers, and you turned your head towards disruption. With a sigh, you opened your eyes to watch Flip kiss your shoulder again. He looked up at you as his hand traveled under the sheet bunched below your waist.
“Mornin’, baby,” he said. His voice was sleep-rough yet tender.
🌹 Triple-Feature
rating: mature, 2.8k, old-fashioned living arrangements, making out
The Aircadia Drive-In was running a classic-horror triple-feature this Saturday night. You read in the paper they were playing The Wolf Man, Frankenstein, and Dracula. That evening, you rang Flip and asked him out on a date. You even offered to pay.
🌹 You Ain’t Seen Nothing Yet
rating: mature, 2.8k, detective reader, estranged married couple, smoking, period-typical sexism, dirty talk
…you balanced your mother’s big Tupperware container filled with homemade Samoas cookies. They were Flip’s favorite, and he detested sharing them. But he would have to—because you were famous around the station for your cookies.
You hoped he only got one. It would serve him right.
🌹 You Can Leave Your Skates On
rating: explicit, 2k, almost uniform kink, roller derby mention, clothed female naked male
The sink counter was strewn with make-up and hair tools and the pair of scissors from the kitchen. Before he could ask what the hell all this was for, you kissed his cheek and closed the bathroom door behind him.
Spiritual sequel to Queen of the Roller Derby
🌹 You Light Up My Life
rating: teen, 1.4k, sneakiness, secrets, fluffy married life
The first time you knew something was up was when Flip started his car and hurried to change the radio station.
🌹 You’re the Inspiration
rating: teen, 854, past alcohol abuse, fluffy afternoon
Flip sat in his switched off car and stared at the dark house. He wanted to break something.
BURN THIS
reader x pale
🌹 In the Night We Trust | playlist on spotify
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8
rating: explicit, 57k, pretty woman au, prostitute reader, 1980s/90s, drug use mention, alcohol consumption, inherent power imbalance, soft dom, choking (not breathplay), safe sex, oral sex, semi-public sex, public dirty talk, rough sex, mild spanking, fighting, abusive language, attempted sexual assault, aftercare
“So tell me, Pale, are you in town on business or pleasure?”
“Business…” He looks at your lips. “Until now.”
THE DEAD DON’T DIE
reader x ronald peterson
🌹 A Grave New World
rating: teen+, 804, canon-typical violence, missing parents
You’d only gone on one date—a really nice date, too—with Ronnie Peterson and then the zombie apocalypse happened. Like, what the actual fuck?
GIRLS (HBO)
reader x adam sackler
🌹 Flashfic: …imagine him trying to cuddle and smooch his gf in public and she’s like “😬😬 what are you doing…? Mmm, I guess it’s not so bad”
🌹 Flashfic: please. please tell me about licking sackler’s sack. its all i can think about. my mind has been infected by thoughts of adam sacklers balls in my mouth
🌹 Improving His Taste
rating: teen+, 2.2k, post s05e10, arguments with SO, making out
You were so sick of Adam Sackler and his tempestuous girlfriends.
🌹 Let Me Explain
rating: teen+, 1.2k, light angst, happy ending
“Whoa, let me explain!” Adam implored while teetering in patent leather stilettos, a chef’s knife with slices of carrot sticking to it in his hand. He grabbed the kitchen counter with his left to steady himself.
🌹 There Is A Light (That Never Goes Out)
rating: explicit, 4.3k, canon-typical buffoonery, jealousy, brief non-con element, femdom-ish reader, oral sex
“Take off your clothes,” he murmured after kissing you. “And crawl to my bed.”
THE LAST DUEL
reader x jacques le gris
🌹 Fair Is Foul
rating: teen, 1.8k, historical inaccuracies, timeline inaccuracies, anachronisms, medieval flirting, sad/open ending, minor spoilers(?), rape mention
The other ladies at court told you not to demean yourself by keeping company with a squire. You pointed out that said squire had Count Pierre’s favor. Said squire might even be favored above any knight.
🌹 To Honor and Innocence
rating: mature, 5.3k, fem!reader, young!jacques, historical/jousting inaccuracies, ✨the middle ages were magic✨, catholic imagery, reader has a spring/summer birthday, just roll with me, making out, thigh riding, euphemisms galore
You needed to look away, but you couldn’t. He was striking with the sudden high color in his cheeks and glittering eyes. His smile softened around the edges, and your heart soared at the sight.
Look away, you’d told yourself. Look away before you lose yourself.
LOGAN LUCKY
reader x clyde logan
🌹 A Newer World
rating: teen, 1.3k, PTSD symptom mention
Jimmy leaned across the patio table, bottle of Coors in hand. “So, when you gonna make an honest woman outta her?”
🌹 Lucky Me Lucky You | duck tape jukebox on spotify | ambient mix by Sushii
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9
Bonus: NSFW Alphabet [2.1k]
rating: explicit, 33k, counter-espionage, angst with happy ending, alcohol consumption
You’d had big plans for your future. He’d had big plans, too. During senior year, you’d overheard him talking before class about joining the Army. You had thought about him in that service uniform and how handsome he would look.
Thirteen years later, Clyde was tending bar, sans uniform and missing part of his left arm. At the same time, you were working at the data-entry/call-center down the road from the house you inherited from your late grandmother.
So much for big plans.
🌹 When I Saw You
rating: mature/explicit, 3k, hairdresser!reader, touch-starved!clyde, post movie, erotic fantasies
In his fantasies, he always has both hands.
Which he knows is ironic.
MARRIAGE STORY
reader x charlie barber
🌹 Finding Treasure in the Dark
1 | 2
rating: explicit, 18k, submissive!female-reader, dom!charlie, under-negotiated bdsm, impact play, nipple play, oral sex, anal sex, piv sex, restraints, rope bondage, edging, semi-public fingering, sex toys, handjobs, public teasing
“Yes!“ she hissed in delight. "I told Professor Barber straight out I didn’t do that crap. Or let him boss me around. That’s why I dropped him, you know. If he wants some Stepford to indulge his impulses, he should go to Fetster or whatever.”
Your eyes went wide, and you shifted in your seat, faux-yawning and stretching your arms to cover the movement. You knew Charlie Barber.
🌹 Sweet Angel
rating: explicit, 3k, fluff, dog adoption, insecure!Charlie, piv sex
Since moving to a house with a fenced yard, Henry has been focused on getting a dog. First, it was getting a puppy for Christmas. When that hadn’t panned out, a dog for his birthday. Nicole wouldn’t install a real fence at her place, but tried to distract him with a new iPad.
That worked for a month.
SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE
reader x abraham h. parnassus
🌹 Flashfic: …what would young!Abe do for his wife on [Valentine’s Day]??
🌹 Flashfic: Abe Parnassus vibes jacquesdemys.tumblr com/post/125815250515
🌹 His Girl On A Friday
rating: teen+, 1.2k, corporate espionage, seduction
You’ve been sent by your father, Henry Pickens, to spy on his rival: Abraham H. Parnassus.
🌹 Indulgences
rating: mature, 1.5k, fem!reader, vaguely 1950s, old-fashioned euphemisms, dub-con-ish at first, public fingering, mild edging
It’s official: Don Carlos is boring. Yes, it’s a fundraiser. And of course, you agreed to purchase tickets. Anything to support The Met. But this opera, while beautiful, is dull.
🌹 My Baby Just Cares for Me Series
rating: explicit, sheltered-artist reader, vaguely 1950s, no vintage racism, written with old-fashioned sensibilities and euphemisms, oral sex, alcohol consumption, semi-public sex, sex toys, vaginal fingering, first time
— Expanding One’s Horizons [5k]
“We all need to expand our horizons,” you said as you went to the dining room to turn off the lights.
“Indeed we do, my love.”
— Tension Tamer [3k]
The mattress trembled under you. The softly lit face of your alarm clock said it was after three. You knew it must be work that had awoken him. The company was in the middle of a merger and tensions were high.
— A Treasure More Than Gold [2.2k]
You met your husband’s eyes across the dance floor of Hotel Astor’s ballroom. He’d let his five o'clock shadow develop into a short Vandyke beard in preparation for Babe Paley’s Halloween gala.
— Minx [2.7k]
Abe groaned into the coverlet as you pressed your thumbs on either side of his spine. His muscles were slowly losing their tightness. You didn’t think his desk chair at work was supporting him properly. Most likely, he never sat in it except to sign documents.
— It’s Magic [4.4k]
Don’t go to art school, they said.
— Two To Tango [7k]
You sat at the bistro table tucked in the corner of the pasticceria. Abe sat across from you, tiny plates of bite-sized cake on the table between you.
STAR WARS
general
🌹 The Skywalker Ascension
rating: teen, 4.5k, tros revision, mc death, angst, lightsaber battles, retcon timeline
“All the Sith live in me,” he vows. “You will be empress, and we will be one.”
While disgust churns her gut, she will not hate, she will not give in.
To him or to anyone.
🌹 Unsanctioned
rating: general, 371, universe jumping, pre-tfa, my poor attempt at humor
You’re taking the walk of shame to the kitchen, arms full of dirty dishes.
kylo ren x armitage hux
🌹 Bombing Out
rating: mature, 1.4k, canon compliant, cannoli kylux, gambling, strip sabacc, alcohol consumption, afterlife, mutual pining, arguing
He didn’t know why he was playing sabacc. He didn’t like card games. There was hardly any strategy. No planning. Everything was left to chance. It was messy. And the gambling. He didn’t mind risk, of course, but one had to match their opponents’ bets. Which meant the opponent had too much control.
It was idiotic.
About as idiotic as his opponent, Ben Solo—
Who had literally lost his shirt last round.
🌹 Iron Moon Series on AO3 | photoset | spotify playlist by ayudameme
rating: explicit, 36k, canon universe, xeno-vampires, canon-typical violence, the first order wins, soft kylux, but with blood, knife play, blood drinking
He wanted to taste it, lick it all up. He wanted to run his tongue along the cauterized edges of the cut on Ren’s face. He wanted to follow it down under Ren’s ruined clothing.
reader x armitage hux
🌹 Flashfic: Armitage Hux is low key hot
🌹 Flashfic: I want Hux to throat fuck me
🌹 Succor
rating: mature, 2.4k, shy princess reader, fo-leader hux, the first order won, arranged marriage, dirty talk
You felt your dinner guests’ eyes on you, their judgements. You ignored them while hiding behind the courtly rituals you’d been taught since childhood.
reader x kylo ren | ben solo
🌹 All the Time in the Galaxy
rating: teen, 1.9k, kor reader, mutual pining, first kiss
“Lady Ren, pardon the interruption—” You didn’t know what he was interrupting. You were both standing in silence. “—The techs have noticed something strange here on Starkiller.”
🌹 Call It In the Ring Series
rating: teen-mature, college au, art-majors kylo and reader, first date, sibling fights, nude photography, assisted masturbation, phone sex, fingering
— Hotshot House Show [2.5k]
You checked the address one more time on your phone. It was right, but definitely not what you expected when Kylo offered to make you dinner.
— Worked Shoot [5k]
Photography midterms were due in two weeks, and you only had one of the four photos you needed. You silently berated yourself because you’d known this was coming. It was on the damn syllabus.
But who actually read the syllabus?
— Clean Finish [2k]
You couldn’t believe you were about to do this, you thought as you stood naked in front of the clean bathroom mirror. You didn’t know if Kylo would like it. What if he didn’t?
— Vignette [938]
Ben was all “Morning, beautiful” with a grin Flynn Rider would be proud of. He sat close to you on the sectional sofa—even though there were plenty available places to sit.
— Bonus: I want nothing more than to strip off his clothes piece by piece, kissing any and all skin bared to me.
— Dirty Pre-show [1.3k]
You’d washed at the sink in the studio, but ugh, your jeans are splattered with slip. You’re pretty sure you have some on your face, in your hair. Hell, even one of your ears feels crusty.
How the ever living fuck does it get everywhere?
🌹 Dum Dums
rating: teen, 2.3k, gender-neutral reader, suburban high-school au, fluff, mutual pining, mild angst with happy ending
“Your boyfriend’s looking this way again,” Poe sing-songed before taking a big bite of his apple.
You rolled your eyes, knowing exactly who he was talking about. “He’s not my boyfriend,” you reply as you set your bottle of water on the lunch tray.
🌹 Flashfic: Please the (fem-dom!reader) story from gc…. I NEED IT
🌹 Flashfic: FAM IM ON MY KNEES BEGGING YOU… PLEASE PLEASE WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT GIVING SMOOCHES TO FOREVER SAD BOY KYLO
🌹 Flashfic: How does Kylo spoil his lady?
🌹 Flashfic: So, what do you guys think is Kylo’s favorite way to kiss?
🌹 Hello
rating: mature(ish), 1k, modern au, dream-sharing, pining, possessiveness, nightmare elements, magic/force shenanigans
A phone rang. Burr-ring. Distant at first. Burr-ring. Clanging. Jarring. Burr-ring. It was too dark to find it. You groped around in the cool, damp blackness to find nothing. Burr-ring. You cursed just before your hand slapped against something cold and metal.
🌹 Me and The Devil Series
rating: mature-explicit, modern vampire au, death mention, blood drinking, menstruation, oral sex, biting
— Flashfic: …I want vampire!kylo to do *very* unspeakable things to me :)
— Flashfic: Very bored tonight and [thinking] about vamp!kylo, if you have any, what’re your favorite five about him?
— You’re My Sweetness [2.1k]
“You’re sad,” he murmured, a note of confusion in his words.
“Funerals tend to do that.”
“Let me make it better.”
— Red Wings [1.4k]
So, you laid there and bled onto an overnight pad that had to be the length of a regulation cricket bat.
— Flashfic: Do you have any thoughts on vampire Kylo sensually playing with you with his teeth?
🌹 Not Like the Rest
rating: teen, 948, alcohol consumption, politics
So, Ben’s kept moving for years. He hustles. He’s on committees. He researches everyone around him. He schmoozes.
And he’s schmoozing during a dinner to honor a retiring staffer when he sees you.
🌹 On the Pulse of Mourning
rating: teen, 6.5k, ptsd, angst, disregarding an elder’s wisdom, force choking, force weirdness
He sat on the lowered ramp of his TIE and waited for the Resistance scouts to find him. He didn’t think it would take them long. He’d landed only two klicks from the base.
🌹 The Sofa King
rating: mature, 550, hs au, making out, frottage
Anonymous asked: Ben Solo is such a precious little baby I don't see him making the first move. He would be way too nervous. Like during a movie night you could literally be in his lap, rubbing his chest, purring into his ear and he would just keep his eyes locked on the screen, jaw locked, shifting uncomfortably, and he making silly comments about the movie.
reader x kylo ren x armitage hux
🌹 Precious Pet Series on AO3 | photoset | playlist on spotify
Bonus: NSFW Alphabet for Kylo and Hux [1.6k]
rating: explicit, 335k, canon universe, force-sensitive reader, departing from tfa, stockholm syndrome, force bond, everyone has issues
A hush suddenly fell over the village and you strained to hear anything. Was it over? Had the Order gotten what it wanted? You had a gnawing feeling it was only beginning.
The whoosh of energy—you couldn’t identify the noise, but you knew it wasn’t good—pierced the air. There was a collective horrified gasp and more scrabbling and then more blaster fire. Something had happened, something terrible. Someone’s death had triggered it all. Suddenly, there were screams and controlled violent blasters, and you covered your mouth to muffle your sob. The village was dead. Everyone you knew was dead. Lor San Tekka was gone. You felt it like a punch to the chest.
STAR WARS/DREDD
armitage hux x clan techie
🌹 Little Blue
rating: mature, 1.3k, incest, abuse mention, jealousy, crushes
“I see you’ve been slumming it with the radar techs again,” Armie said from his perch on Techie’s bed.
Techie gnawed on his lip, stepping through the doorway of his berth, and let the door slide shut behind him. He knew it would be stupid to deny it. He was wearing the tech jumpsuit after all.
STRANGER THINGS
reader x eddie munson
🌹 Through A Glass Darkly | playlist on spotify
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | ?
rating: explicit, ?k, canon universe, fem/witchy/goth!reader, magic, slow burn, friends to lovers, series-typical horror, period-typical sexism and homophobia, historical inaccuracies and anachronisms, drug dealing and use, smoking, alcohol use, masturbation, mutual masturbation, fantasizing, one-bed trope, making out, fingering, dirty talk, consensual pursuit and capture, oral sex, handjobs, condoms, piv sex, mild spanking, reader’s father is a dirtbag, mild spanking, magical violation, mental torture, body horror, aftercare, nightmares, strict parenting, panic attack, past child abuse and abandonment, semi-public sex
Eddie would have to wait until his lunch break to see this new, hot, weird chick. He wondered which flavor of weird she was. Art weird? Theater weird? Band weird?
Weird weird?
He shrugged. He liked weird.
In other words, you’re the new girl in town, and Eddie is intrigued.
THIS IS WHERE I LEAVE YOU
reader x phillip altman
🌹 Risking Thorns
rating: explicit, 12k, post-movie, ice skating, nice suburban upbringing, slut shaming, almost enemies-to-lovers, prickly reader, phillip gets a short leash, bastardization of a jewish holiday, fingering, semi-public sex, phone sex, spanking threat
Once she pulled out of the parking lot, you asked, “So, where are we going?”
“Altman’s? I thought you got your skates sharpened there, too?”
Mental alarms went off as you shook your head. You knew the Altmans…
THE WITCHER
yennefer x geralt
🌹 Nailed Into Place
rating: explicit, 14k, modern new orleans au, inspired by s01e03 “betrayer moon”, mishmash of nola folklore, i’ve altered the striga curse (pray i don’t alter it further), references to s01e05 “bottled appetites”, timeline what timeline, alcohol consumption, incest mention, pedophilia mention, injuries, blood, ableist language, a sprinkling of geralt/jaskier
Geralt Rivia is the only witcher in New Orleans. He’s typically hard to find until Jaskier decides to announce on Instagram where he’ll be performing via selfies with Geralt in the background. Baron Ostrit, an associate of mob-connected Foltest Temeria, shows up to hire Geralt to rescue his daughter from slavers. Another princess to save. Geralt finds himself in a tangle lies, from the Marigny to the Garden District—and consulting with a mage he hasn’t seen in years…
MISCELLANEOUS
🌹 Character Soundtrack
Songs and playlists for characters I (and others) associate with them. Feel free to message me with ideas!
🌹 BlacKkKlansman Supercut
Flip Zimmerman scenes only.
🌹 Logan Lucky Supercut
Clyde Logan scenes only.
🌹 Burn This - Audio
Bootleg audio recording of the play.
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VALENTINE’S DAY SYMBOLS
multis specify muse, add +reverse to reverse roles. a mix of fluff, romance, and nsfw.
ROMANTIC
❤ to tell my muse yours loves them
💕 to tell my muse yours has a crush on them
🌷to give my muse flowers
💋 to kiss my muse
💌 to give my muse a love letter
☏ to call my muse to tell them yours loves them
♫ to write a love song for my muse
🎤 to announce to everyone that they’re in love with my muse
😻 to give my muse a pet kitten
🐶 to give my muse a pet puppy
🍴to cook for my muse
🍸 to go out for drinks with my muse
💍 to propose to my muse
💒 to marry my muse
👗to tell my muse they look beautiful
👔 to tell my muse they look handsome
🎁 to give my muse a gift
🚼to tell my muse they’re pregnant
SEXUAL
👙 to see my muse in lingerie
👠 to undress my muse
😏 to see my muse naked
🛀 to take a romantic bath together
👅 to go down on my muse
👋to smack my muse on the ass
👆 to finger my muse
✊ to give my muse a handjob
📞to have phone sex with my muse
😘 to leave hickeys on my muse
#rp meme#rp memes#symbol rp meme#symbols rp meme#valentines day rp meme#holiday rp meme#fluff rp meme#fluffy rp meme#flirting rp meme#flirty rp meme#kissing rp meme#shippy rp meme#ship rp meme#smutty rp meme#smut rp meme
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asmr
› 𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚜𝚊 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛
› 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚍𝚘𝚖/𝚜𝚞𝚋 𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜. 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔. 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚜𝚊 𝚊𝚜𝚖𝚛 𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚘.
› 𝟸𝟼𝟻𝟸 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜
You’ve always had a fascination with sounds and movements. The gentle rustle of a bag being rummaged through often sent a delicate sensation over your scalp, for example. The sensation was similar to fingers ghostling along your hairline, trailing down the back of your neck and continuing down your spine. If the sound or motion were specific enough, goose flesh would prickle your skin in its wake. With it came serenity - a peacefulness that helped lull you into sleep.
Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response, or ASMR, is what it was called.
There were, however, some sounds that sent your nerves into a short circuit. Sometimes hearing them would break any attention you’ve devoted to another task, making your thighs squish together ever so slightly. You would be lying if you said you didn’t fantasize while listening to the gentle hush of whispers or the light clicks of a tongue over saliva. The sharp trickle of consonants commanded a strum within you in ways you couldn’t fully explain. You’ve tried with previous lovers, asking to wear headphones and lose yourself in a soundscape, but would come to no avail. Many didn’t understand the interest in the first place, let alone sexually.
That was until you met Sakusa.
(Like yourself, he was one to binge video after video of audio, especially while in a crowded space. He didn’t get the same physical response but it did calm him down and distract him in the ways that only ambient, repetitive noise could.)
There were many nights where you’d lay in bed with headphones in and that particular sound would wrap warm tendrils along your senses. The caress on your spine made your muscles twitch with each subtle click. Sakusa often felt the gentle sway of your hips as you rubbed your legs together in a feeble attempt to rid yourself of the ache between them. Or he took note of the way you take shallow, shaking breaths, struggling to keep your lungs in control. A dry swallow peppered here and there confirmed his suspicions.
One night, Sakusa decided to find out just what was on your phone to make you so aroused. As he reached over you, nudging your phone screen up, he saw it. An asmr video put on repeat of someone speaking closely into the microphones. They moved from side to side, lips moving in ways unread. He hummed to himself, settling the phone back down. One long arm wrapped around you as he tucked your body into his.
All of it was quite baffling. Why wouldn’t you just tell him that something as mundane as mouth sounds or whispering turned you on? Originally, he wanted to refrain from caressing your form until you brought it up to him. He wasn’t in competition with anything. So long as it made you cum, what did it matter to him what you listened to? But then he recalled the stories. One of your ex’s who belittled your interests. Weaker men, truly.
With a plan in mind, Sakusa came to a resolution.
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Thumbing through youtube, you aimed to find the perfect video to sleep to. Your back leaned into Sakusa’s chest, comfortably forming to him. There was a peculiar expression he wore, upper lip pursed and brows slightly furrowed. Defensively, you hugged your phone to your chest, cheeks puffing out, “What? What’s that look for?”
“I can do better than them.” His voice vibrated within you, deep and gravely, triggering a sudden chill to lick your core, freezing you in place. The ravenette craned his neck so that his lips rested next to your ear. He let out a little sigh and a small ‘tt’ sound of his lips separating flushed your cheeks.
He scrolled through the videos with you, making small noises as he’d stop at one to read the description and move on. The thing about Sakusa’s hands was that despite the thickness of his lengthy fingers, they moved with a fluid grace. It was bewitching, the smallest sense of comfort and tiredness inching its way into your periphery. Visual triggers were a very specific spell to cast on you.
Small and hushed, you questioned, “Do better in what? Against who?”
Not that you could see from your vantage point, but you could hear the way his lips pulled back into a smile. Or was it a smirk? “Do better at turning you on. Fucking you,” The syllables swam laps around your left ear. His voice dipped and crackled in just the right way to make your back twitch against him at its call. At the first long release of air form your nose, he pulled the device from your fingers and set it at the night stand. His chest pressed you forward as his muscled arm reached for the light, tapping it to the lowest dim.
The hand now found its home at your mid-thigh, the tips of his fingers just barely grazing the bare skin as it danced up, up, up. It pressed on the fabric of your panties at the hip, dragging it slightly before letting it go, “Did you think I wouldn’t notice?” He dropped his tone to a whisper, practically pressing his lips to your ear, “How every night you’ve been denying yourself a simple satisfaction?” The hiss of the ‘s’ and click of each consonant triggered your body to move. You pressed into him, crossing one leg over the other in a squeeze.
Sakusa kept speaking, but of nonsensical words made up of nonsensical syllables. His own breath was heavy, lust lacing each sound as your body rhythmically rolled into his. By the redness in your cheeks and the effort to restrain the swirl of your hips against his, he could tell you were trying to be good for him. It was amusing to see how flustered you got that such simple sounds could make you react in this way. He tsk’d thrice, large palm slinking to and then sinking into your inner thigh. Fingers wrapped hard into the flesh, pulling your leg away from its cross.
The motion alone would have had your cunt clench at nothing, but paired with the low lights and entrancing quality of his tone, you were dripping in anticipation. To make matters more complicated, the arm underneath you began to wrap around. He pressed heavily into your breast and let the warmth of his palm be the only signal for you to tilt your chin up for further purchase of your throat.
You were trapped into him, feeling his cock harden through his sweats at your back. Sakusa muttered into you, “Is this what you’ve wanted?” He hooked your leg around his, propping you open for his fingers to prattle up to the lining of your panties, “For me to whisper close to you? You’ve held back from me, baby. I don’t like that.” The fingers around your throat squeezed at the words and you bit your lip to cage the mewl threatening to leave them.
His forearm pressed into your chest, keeping you locked into place against him. He made it damn well apparent that you were in his control. And god you needed him to stop fucking around! The way he teased with a single finger, so lightly slipping up and down your slit was torturous. Sakusa let a low groan out as he rocked his hips against your ass in time with each teasing slide. He loved the desperate pulse of your heat every time he passed the entrance. He adored your high whine when he just barely touched on your puffy clit. Your body ached in wanton need and suddenly you regretted every night you went without being filled.
Weakly, your left arm wandered up so that dainty fingers slid into black waves lapping at the sands of his neck. He planted a small kiss along your cheekbone. With a bit of a devious streak, his lips carried back to the shell of your ear, where the tip of his tongue languidly traced the curve. His fingers nudged away the fabric of your panties. The pad of his index made circles against the quiver of your entrance. You shuddered in response, mouth opening just enough for a drawn and annoyed moan to escape, “Saa- ah!” The first breath you took, he pulled his finger back, slipping over the nub of nerves begging for his attention. Your sharp change in pitch was music to his ears. An instrument for him to play a tune of pleasure.
All the while, he continued to mutter nonsense into your ear, drowning you with the sounds you craved to engulf you. Your mind swam at each sense slowly being taken by him. His voice filling your mind with filth and praise. His body pressed so tight against yours that his warmth overpowered your own. Even your hands grasped at whatever surface of him they could find. Your existence was Sakusa Kiyoomi. Just how he wanted it to be.
Pleasure snaked into his insides with your grinding hips, his own following their rhythm. Cock twitch angrily, jealous of the finger that swirled still at your entrance. His lungs caught as the sticking sound of slick weeping onto his hand echoed. It was a gentle sound that he wanted to push farther. This was barely all his effort yet.
For as much as Bokuto or Atsumu could brag about getting their lovers to cum as fast and as many times as possible, Sakusa preferred the long and arduous route. He wanted begging. He wanted you so frustrated by your own desires that you couldn’t think of anything other than his cock stretching your gummy walls. He could rut you out from the start, but the way you drew his name out when you were at a breaking point was sheer decadence.
Sakusa was enamored by the beautiful glass sheen of your eyes as he agonizingly pressed the tip of his finger into your heat. You blinked a frustrated tear that clung to your lashes, lips prettily swollen from the abuse of your teeth. You were close, but stubborn. His own sex ached to be in you, his mind caught up in the fantasy of it. He growled, “How do you manage to stay so quiet when you’re swallowing up my fingers? I want to hear you. U-use your words, brat.” His brows twitched as the satisfying throb of you against his fingers.
Frustrated grappled with the words. His composure was crackling. Your mouth fell open at his admission, mind beginning to fog as his finger pressed fully into you, “Oomii,” your whine was throaty, barely squeezing past tense vocal chords, “just, ah- I want- your cock!”
“Where, baby?” The words were made in efficient haste. He would have chuckled when your hips roughly rubbed into his had he not been throbbing to be in you so urgently.
“In me. Now. Please, please,” Your pleading repeated into muddled huffs as his thumb drew circles on your clit. That was the last straw. Desperation drew your hand from his hair and to his pants. Your back arched to accommodate the room as you slinked your hand through his waistband to pull his length out.
In a succinct motion, you wet your hand with saliva, and pumped him twice. A deliciously loud, “Hng!” vaulted past his open lips, which pressed hungered kisses onto your jaw. The hand at your throat now cupped your breast, teasing the sensitive bud in its grasp. His mouth littered violent along the freed and smooth surface. Fingers slipped from your cunt and occupied themselves with your clit instead, tapping lazily, “My pretty baby is so responsive. So sensitive-“ His lips moved along your colored nape.
You shimmied up, aligning him at the entrance and letting go once his tip pressed firmly at your arousal. You couldn’t wait. You didn’t want to wait. Sakusa’s teeth sank into your shoulder. He wouldn’t let you just pull him around. Swiftly, he tugged you on your knees, fingers digging into the crease that thigh made with hip. The tip of his cock eagerly shoved past your twitching entrance. All that teasing, keeping you right at the cusp per his will built to this. Your eyes glazed as your walls stretched to accommodate him. Every small movement felt like a mile slide, sparking fire quick in your core. Legs shook with impatience.
Sure, his composure may have crumbled, leaving behind raw instinct to kiss at your cervix, but he still snapped you back with his movements forward. He still held you up with strong, calloused palms as your legs threatened to collapse. In only a few strokes, your walls clamped down on him, pulling him greedily back for every stroke out. You could feel the nails of orgasm claw its way from your walls to your throat, a beast ready to escape a cage holding it for far too long. Your fist balled the once pristine-pressed sheets beneath you.
Every muscle in your body tense, chaining back what threatened to unleash. Sakusa ran a hand through messied locks, pushing them back to admire the beauty of your blissed out expression. He leaned forward, left hand now entangling in your hair while the right rubbed your clit. He rutted mercilessly into you, a crisp and wet smack then stick filling the four walls around you. You wailed, “C-cum now puh-lease?”
Rough, careful, and managed, Sakusa tugged you onto your hands, leaning over you so only his voice took residence within your mind, “Mhm, but I want to hear you scream.” His breath hitched as you released. Your throat burned with a loud, low, and uncontrolled howl of his name. Every once tensed muscle spasmed so that the only thing keeping you up was the adjusted grip Kiyoomi had on you. From your hair, his arm supported your torso and pulled your back close to his chest in a kneel. He pumped through your orgasm, burying his nose into the crook of your neck as his own body wracked itself free of pent-up pleasure that curled at his stomach. A swallowed hummed filled the space between the two of you as his cock pulsed against your twitching walls, ropes of hot cum coating you from the inside and dripping out as he unsheathed.
Strong arms wrapped around you in an embrace as he flopped onto his back on the bed. Rapid pants conversed back and forth. Reality came back to you in slow pieces, recollecting like shattered porcelain glued by gold. Coming to was always the roughest part, even if the session wasn’t exactly the hardest. Kiyoomi kept his lips on your forehead, deliberately ignoring the sweat trickling on it and the cum spilling onto his thigh and bed. His large hand rubbed circles at your back and in turn, your fingers traced shapes along his chest.
Just as his own mind cleared, he grabbed the phone from the nightstand and clicked on a video he knew you liked. While the audio wasn’t exactly the same without headphones, you both collected your wits to the gentle sounds of wood-surface tapping. When you called his name, peering up through thick lashes, he felt his heart clench. Your voice was soft and filled with exhaustion, “Thank you. I love you. A lot. I mean it. So much.” You cooed at him, mumbling your praise and adoration. He returned each on in some way, whether it be a small “love you too” or a light press of his lips to your temple.
He had a goal to tear down the fear that he’d judge you like the others may have. To you, he not only tore the notion down, he disintegrated it to nothing.
The thing is, Sakusa Kiyoomi, the man who seldom spoke past commands during sex, just devoted an entire session based on the sound of his voice for you.
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