#being pressed up against him as hes purring......im gonna fucking explode
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Hi hello I’m the one who sent that angsty Springtrap ask a while ago and I would like to know your favorite tropes because I may or may not have,,, made an ao3 acc.
MY favorite tropes??? 😳 honestly in regards 2 springtrap if hes in any amount of pain i enjoy it. a bit sadistic of me yes, but i hate him.
but on a more serious note, i enjoy most tropes when it comes ta him truly!! monster who only has a soft spot for the person of his affections? good. oooh the a fell first b fell harder trope is something i think would fit him too (where he falls harder). i dunno! theres a lot 2 think abt X3
uhhh i dont really think abt characters in tropes so im sorry if this wasnt helpful hgfhgfhgvkhkh
#spacie splains#springtrap but he purrs ouououuough#WEAK FOR THAT#WEAK AS HELL FOR THAT#SPRINGTRAP BUT HE HAS BUNNY MANNERISMS OH MY GOD IM WEAK FOR THAT#mechanical purring graaaa i think abt it too much#being pressed up against him as hes purring......im gonna fucking explode#THE SENSORY EXPERIENCE OF THAT WOULD GO CRAZY#oh my goddd#i need him s o bad#soft springtrap mischevious springtrap whoreish springtrap goofy springtrap i mean#the joys of his character are abundant#i want more fics that are just studying him in a jar#yk what i mean#also just wanna kiss him really bad but i mean thats beside the point#a fic where its just like. a snapshot of a day and its all just misery and pain#a fuzzy moment there when he thinks abt the people he lost and remembers them fondly....#anyways. i hope that whatever you write you have fun :3#i dunno if you remember but i genuinely cant think abt him in any sort of intimate way b/c#IT FLUSTERS ME WE HAD A WHOLE EVENT CENTERED AROUND THIS RSHRSXHTFDJHTDJKJYUG
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𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐝
suna
word count: 1632
warnings: drugs?????
from the moment suna’s tongue pressed a tab of LSD onto your tongue, you knew this was going to a night like no other. five hours later, the two of you were perched atop his window sill, suna lazily leaning back with his eyes staring up at the ceiling while you rested your chin atop your folded arms and stared at the swirling lights of the city beyond the window. they blinked and glowed like halos, but also danced and swam like tiny fireflies. your heart was racing, so blissfully aware of how beautiful the city looked from this angle, and underneath the black curtain of the night sky.
the clarity sent a smile upon your lips and your eyes shifted to look at suna. he had been staring at the ceiling for the past hour. you, curious as to what was so intriguing about it, followed his gaze and felt your jaw fall slack at the sight above you. the cemented designs that were engraved on suna’s ceiling were moving. they swayed this way and that, like white paint diluted in water. it was breath-taking and alluring.
“y/n,” suna said and the sound was like a melody once it touched your ears. neither of you removed your gazes from the ceiling. “ever thought about how materialistic we are, like as humans. we’re always chasing something.”
you sucked in a deep breath, spreading your suddenly sore knees so that your feet rested atop suna’s lap. “i think this is where we’re supposed to be,” you told him with a dazed smile. “indulging in the little things and finding meaning in things that don’t make sense.”
suna nodded in agreement, twisting his body to retrieve the joint he’d pre-rolled and the lighter that was sitting right next to it. “we think too much about it, like what is our purpose here... why can’t we just be.”
“right,” you said with a chuckle, watching suna this time like he was some beguiling scene in a movie; the way he placed the joint between his lips, the way he dipped his head down to light it, the way those warm, chocolate strands of hair fell over his face and you were mesmerized by the sudden spark of fire that lit up those mellow features of his.
“because just being doesn’t make you money and money makes this world go round,” suna murmured, lifting his head now and smiling at you as rhythmic slurs of smoke fell past his lips. “when’s the last time you’ve felt happy?”
you extended your fingers as suna handed you the joint and blinked at him while inhaling sharply. you could feel the smoothness, the fluidity in the way the smoke traveled past your throat and warmed up your lungs.
“probably when you invited me over and cured my boredom,” you answered your friend with a giddy grin.
suna shook his head, you entranced by the way his hair rippled around his head as he did so. “no, i mean truly happy.”
your response was an instant shrug. you didn’t want to think about something like that -- it felt like some tangible thing that you could see if you looked closely but was impossible to reach.
“i don’t know, suna... when have you been truly happy?” you questioned him, the room between you two hazy and lucid at the same time as you two passed the waning joint back and forth. suna grit his teeth and you blinked at him as he stared down at his lap.
“i-i’m not sure either,” he said lowly and you hummed, feeling the need to take a look out the window again. the sight was practically dragging your attention toward it, with the flickering lights dancing in colourful, psychedelic motions.
“i guess that’s why we end up doing things like this,” you stated, your words encompassing the comfortable silence that hung between yourself and suna. you felt his fingers trace the shape of your calf and shivered at the delirious provocation of it all. “getting to see life in a different perspective... overthinking, like you said, but in a different way,” you continued, sighing contently as your brain began sinking away from the city before you and became more focused on the pads of suna’s fingers, touching you so delicately.
“in a good way,” suna whispered. “i could be happy with this; the lack of inhibitions anddd...” he sighed and bit his lip. “the rush that comes with it.” you smiled, languid and at ease and when you traced suna’s gaze, you came upon the mildly surprising discovery that you’d been rubbing suna’s hardening length between his legs with your foot this whole time.
you gulped. “i-i didn’t notice.”
“don’t stop,” suna groaned softly, eyes falling closed momentarily before shooting open. “you know, there’s peace that comes with the unfamiliar... how you know when something doesn’t make sense and it’s out of your control so...” he leaned toward you, “so you ride with it.”
“yes,” you breathed, even though you had no idea what he was on about. suna exhaled and a crest of smoke fluttered past his parted mouth and slipped between your lips before they were unstoppably connected with his own. “suna rintarou, what are you doing...?” you said, pulling away from his wet lips and grinning at him like this was the funniest thing to ever happen. in fact, giggles were threatening to spill past that bubble in your throat and suna’s narrowed, silver eyes seem to flash with ecstasy.
“kissing you,” he purred, lips grazing yours and your hands seemed to magnetically find the amicable ridges of his chest beneath his shirt. it was like heaven to touch and the space between your legs suddenly felt warm and... inviting?
“wait, wait... you’re my best friend,” you told him, dragging your knees toward yourself and pushing your legs together. suna grinned.
“and?”
“it’ll make things weird.”
“how?”
you shrugged. “i’m-i’m not sure... i know friends aren’t supposed to kiss.”
“supposed to,” suna repeated with a nod, his body still hovering over yours, one hand meeting the dip of your waist and sending wild sparks of excitement all throughout your system. “why do you care? you could live by each and every rule you’re accustomed to... or you could shut the fuck up and enjoy what i’m about to do.”
you weren’t really thinking. he’d given you options but, like raindrops on glass, they’d both blurred into one another once they’d left his lips and god, those lips were beautiful so you decided you’d choose later and kiss him now.
you wouldn’t be able to describe the taste of his mouth pushing down on yours, his lips, and the captivating intrusiveness of his tongue... if you looked back, you wouldn’t be able to describe how perfectly his body fit with yours, how his chest was nice and stiff and almost made your own ache, how his slender fingers gripped you in ways you couldn’t imagine, or the feeling of his dick right between your legs like a missing puzzle piece that you’d finally unearthed.
“i-i don’t wanna hold back,” suna’s stammered right into your ear and you shook your head as your hands already reached for his belt.
“then don’t...” you assured him, moving to sit upright while removing your own pants and underwear. suna licked his lips, raw yet simple temptation in his otherwise indifferent expression. “lack of inhibition, right?” you said and suna smiled, fingers pressing into your hips, lips on yours before pushing his way inside of you and holy fuck, there’s a fucking rainbow exploding right against your closed lids.
“ohmygod,” suna gasped against your mouth and you felt the same way, out of breath and totally in a different dimension. every movement of his hips seemed to ignite fireworks inside of you, everywhere.
it feels so fucking good. you hadn’t said the words but they danced around your brain like some kind of tame impala song as you threw your head back and let out a dream-like moan. suna’s lips were beside your ear, making wonderful sounds that you swore you were able to taste, sounds that had you starving for more.
every thrust was profound and seemed to transcend the plane of reality that you’d always been familiar with. no, suna was right; having no control was an entirely different peace in itself. mind-blowing was an understatement -- you were becoming one with the phenomena of simply existing and suna was right there with you through it all.
“i’m...” you weren’t sure what you wanted to say, each thought was moving so rapidly before you had the chance to verbalize it. you wanted to cry out -- maybe you already were -- you wanted suna deeper inside you than physically possible -- even now, he seemed to be setting every cell of your body aflame and it was so fucking good.
“d-don’t stop...”
“y/n.. fuck... you’re gonna fucking kill me....”
“harder...” “faster....” “deeper...”
“you feel-- you feel fucking amazing.”
“suna... i-i love you...”
“i fucking love you too...”
it wasn’t long after that. you’d never orgasmed so quick in your god-damn life, you felt helpless but in the best way possible. something about suna right then, after coming inside of you, seemed so otherworldly. he was exhausted, face-flushed, and hair sticking to his forehead but he looked like an angel. and the way he looked at you... he must have thought you were one too.
twenty-four hours later, in separate bedrooms at your own houses, you and suna both cringe at the sudden remembrance of saying “i love you” in the heat of a moment that would be imprinted in your heads forever.
awkward and unforgettable? perhaps.
would you do it all over again? fuck yes.
damn i almost got high flashes writing this god damn. i kinda wanted to do this to a boy once on acid but life isn’t a fanfiction and he probably would’ve felt violated and im no sex offender.
#haikyuu#haikyuu smut#anime#anime smut#suna#suna rintarou#suna rintaro oneshot#suna rintaro fluff#suna rintaro x reader
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The Worm Reads: Empire of Storms, Ch 38
*inhales*
It’s here. Pray for me.
(Also, this should be pretty obvious, but this is indeed a chapter with a sex scene, so there will be NSFW text so maybe skip this one if you don’t wanna read that kinda stuff)
And Aelin knew if she didn’t get the hell out of this city for an hour or two, she might very well explode again.
I’m out of witty remarks to make about Alien’s piss poor temper at this point. Can you believe hundreds of people died painful and brutal deaths last chapter and all SJM focuses on is Alien’s feefees?
Rolfe and Alien have “edgy” “thrilling” “banter” where they insult one another, blah blah blah, you’re not here for that.
Also Rolfe sold his soul for the map on his hands which resulted in his sister and mother dying. How many nameless characters are gonna be murdered by SJM’s hands to give her main characters something to angst over holy shit.
Aelin rasped, “No. I don’t know what happened. One minute it was us … then she came.” She rubbed at her chest, avoiding the touch of the golden chain against it. Her throat tightened as she took in that spot on [Rowan’s] own chest, right between his pectorals. Where her fist had been aimed.
FJDHFKJAHJDAS OH MY GOD THIS IS THE MALE EQUIVALENT OF SJM BRINGING TOO MUCH FOCUS ON HER FEMALE CHARACTERS BREASTS I AM ACTUALLY CHOKING AKDHFKHAFJKHD
“If I had killed you,” she hissed, but choked on the words, unable to finish the thought, the idea of it.
This book would be a lot better since it would mean less Aelin gushing and less Ratlin being hailed as the best relationship evah
“She enjoyed every rutting second of it. She wanted to see what my power might do, what she could do with my body, with the key.” [Aelin’s] flames burned hotter, shredding through her clothes until they were ash, until she was naked and clothed in only her own fire.
??? i ????? this is not a private beach???? youre a queen what if someone walked in on you naked im?????? im so confused why does she do this???
“How can you be so … fine with this?” Embers sprayed from [Aelin] like a swarm of fireflies.
FHSHJSD THIS FUCKING IMAGERY SJM YOU’RE KILLING ME
Rowan shucked off his boots, tossing them onto the dry sand behind him. “Because I’m the only one arrogant and insane enough to ask Mala Fire-
Bringer to let me stay with the woman I love.”
[Aelin’s] flames turned to pure gold at the words—at that word. But she said, “Perhaps you’re just the only one arrogant and insane enough to love me.”
Love it when Alien writes my snarks for me. Makes these chapter reviews a whole lot easier!
Aelin let [Rowan] pivot her in the surf and sand to face him fully, let him slide his mouth along her jaw, the curve of her cheekbone, the point of her Fae ear.“These,” he said, nibbling at her earlobe, “have been tempting me for months.”
Oh god here we go
Before we proceed, let’s have a little chat, shall we? SJM’s sex scenes? They fucking suck. This isn’t an erotica novel, therefore sex scenes serve to help us feel the connection between characters, no? I don’t mind sex scenes; I’ve read many before that made me emotional because if they’re well written, they demonstrate how much a couple loves each other.
But SJM fails so hard at sex scenes. Her sex scenes isn’t about the bond between the characters, it’s about her jerking off to fae peen. They’re so hilariously unsexy with the shitty writing and bizarre word choice, and since I don’t like any of her characters, why should I care? Her sex scenes are there solely to trick readers into thinking these books are hot and sexy. But its much easier to show you rather than explain, so.....*sigh* Here we go.
Rowan obliged her silent demand, pressing kisses and soft, growling nips to her throat. “I’ve never taken a woman on a beach,” he purred against her skin, sucking gently on the space between her neck and shoulder. “And look at that—we’re far from any sort of … collateral.”
Am i reading a bad fanfic? Tell me how the characters feel! If i want graphic descriptions of Rowboat fucking Alien, I’d look up fanfics on AO3. Tell me how they feel! Also Rowboat was literally insisting they shouldn’t fuck like animals out in the wilderness at the beginning of the book. Oh, how naive I was back then to the horrors I would endure...
Aelin remembered herself enough to say, “Someone might come looking for us.”
Rowan huffed a laugh against her neck. “Something tells me,” he said, his breath skittering along her skin, “you might not mind if we were discovered. If someone saw how thoroughly I plan to worship you.”
JKDSKHDKADHKASJD YOU’RE JUST OKAY WITH SOMEONE POSSIBLY RUINING YOUR SEX BY WALKING BY. LIKE WTF WOULD YOU JUST CONTINUE FUCKING IF SOMEONE ACTUALLY DID WALK BY?? IS THAT WHAT YOU WOULD DO???
His lips crushed into hers, and he said onto her mouth, dropping words more precious than rubies and emeralds and sapphires into her heart, her soul,
“I love you. There is no limit to what I can give to you, no time I need. Even when this world is a forgotten whisper of dust between the stars, I will love you.”
God ok I take it back I don’t need to know how the characters feel. This is just too much. Pro tip, declaration of love are better kept simple and sweet, with all that big mushy stuff left unsaid. Also pro tip, try to find other ways of characters saying they love one another rather than just “I love you”, having them have their own special ways of expressing their loves just makes it more special and interesting to read and tugs on the heartstrings. Having them give huge speeches like this is just too much for me personally and doesn’t make their declarations of love feel special or meaningful
Aelin didn’t know when she started crying, when her body began shaking with the force of it. She had never said such words—to anyone.
Uh, yeah you have? She’s expressed similar love to Chaol in Crown of Midnight, calling him her home and whatnot. Pretty similar declarations of love.
Rowan pulled back, wiping away her tears with his thumbs, one after another. He said softly, barely audible over the crashing waves around them, “Fireheart.”
She sniffed back tears. “Buzzard.”
Human brain: They’re disgusting and annoying characters I am not attached to their shitty abusive relationship in the slightest
Monkey brain: special couple nicknames,, pure and soft,,, favorite trope,,,
“You … are so beautiful.”
She knew he didn’t just mean the skin and curves and bones.
But Aelin still smiled, humming. “I know,” she said
I fucking hate Aelin’s vain ass
“Is it that different? With someone like me.”
“I don’t know,” Rowan admitted. Again, his eyes slid along her body, as if he could see through skin to her burning heart beneath. “I’ve never been with… an equal. I’ve never allowed myself to be that unleashed.”
What the fuck?
This is Lyria, Rowan’s former mate. She was a Fae who was pregnant with Rowan’s child when she was killed, meaning she and Rowan had sex. How has Rowan not been with an ‘equal’ before?? Did SJM forget her own character’s backstory?
There’s more unsexy foreplay and Aelin takes off Rowan’s pants.
Rowan had been bred and honed for battle, and every inch of him was pure-blooded warrior.
Oh my god, I cannot wait to see how SJM skirts around actually using the word dick/penis//whatever
Oh, gods. Oh, burning, rutting gods. Rowan knew what he was doing; he really gods-damned did.
Just... this whole chunk. This is epic fantasy. Also ‘gods-damned’ is a dumb word idc what y’all say
Rowan growled his approval, her breast still in his mouth
JESUS ROWAN ARE YOU TRYING TO RIP OFF HER TITTY
A phantom touch, like the northern wind given form, flicked over her bare breast.
Aelin burst into flames.
what the fuck I am sh o cke d
Magic foreplay?? This is the level we’re at, folks. Fucking magic foreplay. The same wind magic Rowan used to kill witches he is now using to feel up Aelin’s boobs. Holy shit.
A roaring wind full of ice and snow blasted around them.
I have several questions.
Rowan’s smile was nothing short of wicked as he pulled away to run a broad hand from her throat down to the juncture of her thighs.
lmfao wtf. SJM wants to have graphic sex scenes in her YA series but won’t actually use the correct words for genitalia? Like christ are you sticking to YA rules or not???
So Rowan did, sliding a finger into her as his tongue flicked that one spot, and oh, gods, she was going to explode into starfire—
I don’t think starfire is an actual word. Also I hate these two.
When Rowan was seated deep in her, trembling with restraint as he let her adjust, she lifted her burning hands to his face, wind and ice tumbling and roaring around them, dancing across the waves with ribbons of flame.
HAHAHA I AM DYING HOW IS NOBODY NOTICING ALL THIS FIRE AND ICE AND SHIT JUST EXPLODING ON THE BEACH
Seriously what does the magic add to this scene?? it’s so fucking weird! How are they somehow fucking but also concentrating on doing all this magic??? Like what the actual fuck it just makes no sense
And as his thrusts turned deeper, she dug in her fingers, dragging her nails across his back, claiming him, marking him. His hips slammed home at the blood she drew
WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE YOU DRAWING BLOOD?!?! THAT ISNT SEXY THATS AELIN LITERALLY SLICING UP ROWANS BACK WITH HER NAILS WHAT IS HAPPENING
Rowan’s magic went wild, though his mouth on her neck was so careful, even as his canines dragged along her skin.
How is he careful but also dragging his teeth across her neck you can’t have both
Rowan’s own release barreled through him at the sight of it [Aelin climaxing], and he groaned her name so that she remembered it at last, lightning joining wind and ice over the water.
LIGHTNING
L I G H T N I N G
EPIC FANTASY SERIES COMPARED TO THE LIKES OF LOTR AND WE HAVE A MAIN CHARACTER’S CLIMAX SUMMONING LIGHTNING I WANT OFF THIS CRAZY RIDE
Already, she wanted more, already she was calculating how long she’d have to wait. “You once told me that you don’t bite the females of other males.” Rowan stiffened a bit. But she went on coyly, “Does that mean ... you’ll bite your own female, then?”
Aelin has a biting kink confirmed. Listen, I don’t care what kinks people have as long as it’s kept in the bedroom and everyone involved can and has consented, but this is just gross because I despise these two characters and don’t want any more paragraphs about Rowan biting Aelin please spare me
Understanding flashed in those green eyes as he raised his head from her neck to study the spot where those canines had once pierced her skin.
Are you bullshitting me. Are you actually fucking kidding me.
Rowan assaulted Aelin and bit her on the neck, causing her to bleed.. and this is portrayed as sexy? As a romantic moment between them?? What the actual fuck SJM!!! If a guy you were arguing with bit you, you’d knee him in the balls and call the police because he is assaulting you!! WHAT THE FUCK AM I READING HOW IS THIS IN A NOVEL IM DJHAFJKHDJKAFHJK
I’m done and I want this chapter to be over. tl;dr Aelin wants to bite Rowan and this makes him so horny they immediately have sex again.
They moved together, undulating like the sea before them, and when Rowan roared her name again into the star-flecked black, Aelin hoped the gods themselves heard it and knew their days were now numbered.
You’re fucking like animals in the middle of a beach where anyone could see you. Stop trying to make it all ~epic~ and ~most important relationship ever~ like god fucking damnit this Ratty/Aelin ship is literally my worst nightmare. Fuck this book.
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