#oh lawd what have i done | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

dxstopiaa · 1 year

Note

Could I request dom albedo , alhaitham or dottore with submissive nervous and sensitive puppy hybrid gn reader ^-^ honestly just a cute little pathetic mutt <3

characters: dom! character x gn! hybrid! reader warnings: degradation, mentions of heat, aphrodisiac, bondage. [this is very VERY far from my usual writing style and preferences but…first time for everything? i hope it’s to your expectations anon! i tried.. \(^ヮ^)/]

albedo

⊹ Albedo most definitely vows to investigate every inch of you— who’s so sexually aroused all the time, as if you were held in the locked grasp of a permanent rut.

⊹ His expression is cold as ever, pulling your limbs into all sorts of exposing positions and yet he still remains with that distant look. That is, until he sees it fit to inject you with all sorts of alchemical substances.

⊹ Within minutes you’re already whimpering, making a mess of your bare groin, nipples perky and hypersensitive to even the briefest of touches. Don’t fret too much— a responsible alchemist always has a antidote at hand. Not that he’ll end up using it.

⊹ Cry and whine as much as you’d like, for Albedo continues to stroke your erogenous areas, he’s most fond of your ears, droopy and downcast from the momentary neglect.

⊹ He’ll finally sink you down onto his cock when he becomes too hard to hear himself, muttering how desperate and immature you truly were. You can’t do anything but slouch your pathetic, little self against his shoulder as he fucks you for the chase of his own release.

⊹ Abandon the idea of finishing alongside him, before you know it your boyfriend will pull out and retrieve his clipboard for his observations without giving you a chance to cum. Consider it punishment for your slutty behaviour. It’s harsh or nothing at all, believe me, he’s doing you a favour.

“You’re so warm, is it the aphrodisiac or just the effect i have on you? Never mind, I wouldn’t want to worry your diminutive brain.”

alhaitham

⊹ He’s all you’ve been thinking of since that dream. A cynical scholar who wouldn’t give a care to anyone else, you’re an exception it seems. You’re always so clingy, latching onto his bicep with your tail swinging excitedly when he doesn’t retaliate.

⊹ Alhaitham— the man who’s making you sit in his lap, shoving an erotic novel he caught you reading earlier into your hands. Someone needs to tell you how to control your sex drive, he thinks. His large, calloused hands stroke gentle ministrations along your crotch, watching you lose your words.

⊹ An anxious, stuttering mess you were. The whole situation sprouted the idea of grinding against his thighs, so much so that concentration had been discarded long ago. You’re trying your hardest.

⊹ He’s shaming you at this point, sarcasm and mockery dripping with every word that fell out of his filthy mouth. Well-versed in vocabulary, even more so with sex. You can’t even say a complete sentence. How piteous.

⊹ Now it seems you’ve pushed him along further, he’s reenacting what you’ve read so far, a meagre amount. If you can’t say it, you can’t have it. You emit broken sobs as he taunts his dick at your hole, yet makes no move. You attempt to push him in with your hips yet that only earns a tug to your nipples.

⊹ Your ears perk up with every half thrust he finally initiates, the scandalous sound of your thighs hitting his lap desperately. Alhaitham thinks it’s adorable, you’re so out of touch with your own emotions he has to fuck them back into your body.

⊹ You find yourself covering your face with embarrassment at the shameful names he calls you, tugging on your tail when you don’t respond to him on whether you like them or not. Poor thing, you’re just forced to say yes!

“You want what? Sorry, i can’t hear you with all this whimpering, read louder, little puppy.”

dottore

⊹ A mere test subject you were, but Dottore finds himself playing favourites. You’re just so cute, the first to please and do as he asks. It’s almost like you’re begging him to fuck you on display. Of course, he’ll do just that.

⊹ The Doctor adores making a fool out of a doll like you, purposely making you suck his thick cock infront of the other subjects, rubbing your ears and relishing in the downright sinful moans it coaxes out of you, vibrating all along his dick.

⊹ He will strip you naked, crimson eyes scrutinising your perfect figure for anything to tease you about. If he finds none, Dottore’s bound to leave bruised lovebites on your inner neck.

⊹ If you dare to flinch the slightest at his degrading remarks, the harbinger will command you to sit on his lap as he lightly pulls your tail and spanks your plush ass, a desirable role model of obedience for the other prisoners, but now he thinks he’ll keep you for himself.

⊹ You’re his private slut at this point, you reside in his office curled up on his bed. Whenever you feel like your heat is approaching, Dottore will already have your legs spread wide on the sheets.

⊹ Thicker wires of rope and metal rubbed over your skin, keeping you hostage in the doctor’s merciless grasp. You’d never know what he’d like to try on you next.

“Are you that desperate? Do all bitches like you not know how to control themselves? Hah!”

3K notes · View notes

waci-illstr · 1 year

Text

my friend from school said ever since she followed my Tumblr she suddenly starts getting Oswald / Epic Mickey related posts on her dash even though she never seen or interacted with them before. What does this mean.

#Do i carry some sort of Epic Mickey disease #And it's contagious????? to other blogs???#Oh lawd what have I done 0_0

4 notes · View notes

gloxk · 7 months

Note

giving jjk men the sloppiest of top in the most random places?😭 like Geto asking you to suck his dick in the bathroom at wendy’s? OR GIVING HEAD ON TOP THE FERRIS WHEELL??

Giving JJK men head in random places!

(Gojo, Choso, Geto)

A/N: Hol on…wendys? Out of all places? WENDYS? But the ferris wheel? That’s actuallyy so cute(￣￣)… Anyway i kinda threw in tattoo artist geto…bc like..that’s so hot. 17+ MDNI.

w/c: 600+

─────────

GOJO! Gojo would definitely ask you to give him head anywhere anytime. He’s the type to fuck you anywhere he can. I absolutely see him asking you to give him brain while shopping. “Baby please, i’m spending all this money on you and I can’t get something in return?” It wasn’t the fact you didn’t want to give him head. I mean he’s fucking Satoru gojo. Who doesn’t wanna give him head? It was the fact he was asking you to give him head in the back of Victoria Secret. “I’m not giving you head in the dressing room, I’m sorry you’re gonna have to wait.” You looked through the pretty lace panties and bras. Picking up the cutest little thong and tossing it over to satoru. He continued to beg and whine when you didn’t give in. He threw in a couple of phrases like ‘pretty please with a cherry on top.’ & ‘Oh but you look so pretty sucking my dick.’. Anything he said went through one ear and out the other. If he wasn’t talking money you weren’t listening. “How bad do you want that new Chanel bag?” That man sure knew his way with words. Because he knew exactly how to get what he wanted from you. You turned to look at him grabbing his hand and leading him to the back. Once you found an unoccupied dressing room you got on your knees eagerly unzipping his fly. “Real bad.” You wasted no time sucking him off. Bobbing your head up and down swirling your tongue around his length. One thing was for sure, you were getting that Bag.

─────────

CHOSO! My sweet baby Choso would never ask for such horrendous things. But you couldn’t help find it cute when he squirmed while you rubbed his bulge through his pants. “Baby we can’t, we’re on the ferries wheel. People will hear or see us.” He looked around frantically while his hand covered his mouth. “If you keep quiet nobody will hear, and i’ll stay low. Just trust me.” He was so embarrassed when you first asked to give him head. He was always to shy to act on something so bold. But that didn’t stop him from wanting to see your puffy lips around of his dick. His eyes widened when you got on your knees- slowly pulling down his sweat pants. He watch as you stroked his dick up and down. He whimpered softly letting his head fall back. “Just hurry.”. He didn’t have to tell you twice. You spat on his tip watching the bead of salvia fall down slowly coating his hardened dick. One of your hands jerked him off while the other played with his balls. You kissed his pretty pink tip softly before you deep-throated him. It was so cute watching him cover his mouth hoping no one would hear his moans.

─────────

GETO! Hear me out. Tattoo artist Suguru. Oh lawd..you giving him head minutes before his client walks in. “Damn ma, I got a client in a few minutes.” He groaned looking at the time. You were already on your knees ready for him. He caressed your cheek leaving a small peck on your forehead. “Give me five minutes, I’ll be done in five minutes.” You gave him pleading eyes, you just wanted to hear him moaning your name again. He looked around and gave you a slight nod. It didn’t take long for his dick to be in your mouth. You gagged as he pushed your head down thrusting into your throat. His thrusts were deep with a punch of aggression. Shoving his dick so far down your throat it hurt. “Fuck y/n. Needa do thiss more.” His ‘s’ sizzles over his tongue creating a hissing noise. Your eyes never break eye contact with his. He watched as your pretty eyes watered as he touched your uvula. “Geto your client is here.” a voice called for him behind the door. It didn't stop him from fucking your face until your mouth was full. <3

─────────

4 all my throat goats. <3

471 notes · View notes

ayautjaslover · 7 months

Note

hii could you write about s/o who was training with her elder yautja bf and they are very tired so the yautja gives them massages on the bed please and ty!

Training With An Elder

OH MY LAWD YES I CAN I LOVE THIS IDEA!!! (Also first ask ahhhhsjjdjdjd thank you!)

Attaching the final part of your armour, you fitted the large helmet to your head, the custom padding providing a soft layer for comfort and breathability. Finally being lowered into the pit after multiple months of training ,you felt nervous, almost giddy. Knowing that your elder mate had finally deemed you capable of fighting and beating the serpents that they use to test and train.

Your devout mate had spent hours schooling and testing you on how the weaponries, helmets and general armour work. Along with hand to hand combat and techniques you use to scan for and hunt down prey with the utmost efficiency.

I mean who would be better to teach you then an elder yautja themselves? Not only are they your mate, they know your body and how your mind works, enabling them to tailor your training to you specially.

Before you began your descent down to the pit your mate had given you a small overview of what was going to happen. Though they'd be coaching you through the auditory systems they thought it would be best to remind you. Though the look of pure pride they held when they saw you clad in the armour was all the encouragement you needed.

Bringing you out of your thoughts you felt the hard metal stage you were on halt and cement itself into the ground beneath. Upon this a loud click sounded throughout the area followed by your mates gravelly voice.

"Situate yourself then scan your surroundings, a skilled yautja hunter never lets any detail slip and you are no different my little ooman."

Helmet activated, you scan the area, noticing the distinct heat signals the serpents were giving off and the subtle outlines of two yautja hunters above. Definitely there to keep watch and jump in if need be, though you deflated a little at this you knew better then to question it. Your mate was only looking out for you.

"Now, the serpents are going to be released soon so stay on guard and be vigilant. I have faith in you."

And with that came silence, assuming they were using the element of surprise to keep you on your toes you continued taking in what was around you and kept an eye on the heat signals from above.

A few seconds later there was a sharp hiss to your right, you trudged forwards and slashed at the serpent's throat. It put up a fight by lunging at you in a weak attempt to get a hold of your arm but you swiftly blocked it. Enclosing your hand around its neck you snapped the windpipe before letting it fall to the floor.

You continued in a similar fashion beating down each Lythe serpent that dared to strike in your direction. Soon enough you had completed the task at hand. Choosing not to relax just yet you scanned the surrounding location once more checking for any remaining serpent heat signals.

"You have completed the task dear ooman, please step back on the stage and we'll bring you up."

Your mate's voice rang through the system instilling a sense of comfort in you. Your muscles were beginning to ache and eyes droop, no matter how many times you wore this goddamn armour you never got used to the way it seemed to drag you down once you'd completed a fight.

You stood there on the stage waiting and wanting for nothing more than to curl up into the soft pelts of your bed and succumb to the hands of your mate as he gives you a massage. He'd done it for you previously and the way his strong hands effortlessly soothed and unravelled the tight muscles of your back and shoulders was nothing short of heavenly.

Without delay the stage cracked to life and started ascending up to the large waiting room. Stepping off and moving towards the bench you began stripping off your armour and stretching.

Hearing the distinct sound of your mate's loud steps which could be likened to that of small bombs you turned to the door as it opened. Stepping forward you smiled up at your mate before wrapping both of your arms around his sturdy torso, sighing Into the fabric of his sheer clothing.

"How did I do? Is there anything I should improve on?" You speak tiredly tracing patterns on his skin.

"Well we're going to have to do more training for your first hunt. I've decided that you'll be coming with me and hunting alongside some of the youngbloods I've been training."

At his words you instantly perk up all the previous tiredness your eyes held before gone.

"My first hunt? I'm going to be accompanying you?"

"Yes little one" your mate says with a look of adoration in his eyes.

Pulling you back into him he wraps his arms around your much smaller frame before bending down to give his version of a "kiss" which includes softly moving his mandibles against your skin.

"Let's get you back to our room, little one, clean you up and relax those muscles of yours." And with a few loving clicks he's already leading you there with large clawed fingers intertwined with your own.

Upon arrival your mate drew you a bath adding in a few soaps here and there and arranging the various shampoos and oils you've collected before calling you in.

Stripping you of your clothing, your mate tied your hair up and out of your face before placing a few light kisses to your cheek and shoulders. Running a clawed hand down your back and snaking their arms around your waist.

"I'm very proud of you little ooman. You've brought honour to me, yourself and our relationship by your actions today. Showing your strengths has gained you respect amongst my kind." They spoke fondly.

Unwrapping their arms they picked you up bridal style before placing you in the large tub. Cupping their hands they began to drench your hair before applying your shampoo, taking special care when lathering the soapy substance and massaging it in.

Letting their claws graze your scalp they wash it out with the shower head then add some conditioner. Pinning the slick hair up to let it set your mate turns their attention to your body, taking a natural rose soap bar and lathering it between their hands before gently gliding the bubbles across your skin, cleaning away any sweat or blood from serpents and leaving your skin hydrated and soft.

Returning their attention back to your hair after washing the suds off your body they begin to repeat their previous actions, raking their hands through the now silky hair your mate continued to wash off and massage the delicate strands. Finally finished they told you to wait before walking out of the room.

"I'll be back in a second little one, you just relax."

Re-entering the large bathroom you see that your lovely mate is holding a board full of what looks to be juicy fruit and a small glass of C'ntlip with clips on the edges to attach to the bath. Setting down the board your mate speaks.

"You must be at least a little hungry ooman. Eat some, we'll make a full feast later."

"Oh what did I do to deserve you." You said picking up a soft and squishy orange fruit and taking a bite.

"Being yourself" your mate spoke softly, admiring your small bites and facial expressions with a silent admiration.

Taking a sip of the C'ntlip the fruit your lover gave you was long gone. It was the most deliciously refreshing thing you'd ever tasted. Your mate had introduced you to a lot of things over the years you two had spent together but this and himself were by far your favourites.

"Ready to get out? You'll turn into- what do humans call it. Prunes?" Your mate said, sounding strange mixing yautja with the foreign word.

Giving him a giggle you said yes before placing your C'ntlip down and getting out of the tub beginning to dry and moisturise your body.

Deciding against clothes you slowly walked into the room, lying down on the soft pelts and letting out an exhale. By the gods, your mate really does spoil you. Turning onto your back you buried your face further into the pelts.

Hearing your mate walk back In from the kitchen you stuck your hand out reaching for their own before attempting to pull them onto the bed with you.

"I'm so tired" you yawned through your words.

Softly taking your hand off of their own, your mate positioned themselves above you sitting on your legs to ground themselves. Not enough to crush you, just a comfortable weight.

"Let me massage some of your muscles, you're still tense. I can feel it."

Not waiting for a reply, your mate got to work. Smoothing their hands over your moisturised skin. Applying a pleasant amount of pressure onto each muscle and moving in a soothing motion. This feeling mixed with the C'ntlip was enough for you to let out a few mewls here and there.

"Enjoying yourself little ooman?" Your mate let out a few fast and high pitched clicks lovingly laughing at your little sighs.

You only let out a groan in response, your mates hands seemingly rendering you speechless.

Finishing up the unravelling of your muscles your mate pushed himself off of your legs and lay himself down besides you, taking your plush body into his arms once again and nuzzling your hair clicking in contentment.

"I love you" you spoke softly, his body warmth lulling you to sleep.

"I love you too dear ooman"

The sound of your mate's deep voice was the last thing you heard before falling into a deep slumber.

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

This was so fun to write and the fluff in it is absoloutley teethrotting. I LOVE IT! thank you sm to the individual who requested this!!!

(And as always, my requests are open!)

261 notes · View notes

little-miss-dilf-lover · 1 year

Note

I cannot get enough of ur Tangerine smut LAWD I love it. Would you ever write one where he and the reader are on a mission and Tan screws up something so the reader lets out her anger (& repressed attraction) on him by throwing a punch so he puts her in her place & it just gets FILTHY😩

hii! thank you! omg I LOVE shit like this, and the tension🤭 you wanted filthy, im giving you filthy. also sorry it’s taken so long. thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

wrong turn

Tangerine x fem!Reader

wc || 1.9k (oops, couldn’t stop writing it)

warnings || 18+ only. swearing + explicit content (literal word porn, repressed attraction kinda sex- the good kind. p in v) minors dni

masterlist + rules

taglist

Being professional partners with Tangerine was never easy, especially if Lemon wasn’t there to diffuse tension. You desperately relied on Lemon to be the buffer between you and Tangerine, but unfortunately, he was back at home, bed-bound with tonsillitis. So this week, it was just you and Tangerine, together for five long days in an unfamiliar city.

“You’re going the wrong way.” You state, pointing to the sign before he gets a chance to speed past.

“I’m not, this is the right way.” He grumbles, keeping his eyes on the road in front.

“No, this way is going into the city centre- it’s the wrong way.” Quickly checking the mirrors, grabbing the steering wheel to change lanes.

“What you doing? You prick… great. Stuck behind this fuckin knob.” He groans, honking at the lorry in front.

“There is a speed limit, you know.” You snark.

“Speed limit, my arse.” Swerving around the lorry that was hogging the lane.

“You don’t have to be such a prat.” You prod.

His neck whips around to flash you a face that said ‘come again?’ Immediately covering your mouth to stifle a cackle. “See? It’s the right way.” You taunt once more.

“Fuck off.” He mumbles under his breath.

“What’s that?” Tilting your head to the side.

“I said, well done.” Forcing a sarcastic smile, giving you an obnoxious thumbs up.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” You jest, turning your attention to your window to hide your grin.

“Now, I’m fuckin lost.” He grumbles, pulling into a ditch.

“We’re gonna miss them.” You point out, checking the time on your phone. “I knew I should’ve driven… they’ve probably already left-“

“Will you shut up?” He groans, emphasising each word.

“No… if you weren’t so arrogant, we’d be there and gone by now.”

“Yeah, that’s real helpful, that.” He snarks, thumping his head back against the headrest.

“Let me drive?”

“No.”

“Why?” Face contorting. “I won’t crash your precious car.” You mock.

“You’re an awful driver.” He gutturally laughs to taunt you. “You go over a curb and you’re like ‘oops’” Grinning at the memory earnestly.

“No, I don’t.” You defend yourself, trying not to laugh.

“Yes, you do. You did it last week.” Deeply chuckling.

“When?” You object.

“Um, last week… Lem nearly went through the fuckin windshield.”

“Oh shut up- that didn’t happen.”

“Maybe… because you were…” pausing to lower his voice. “Singing to your music.”

“Sod off. Now move, we’re never gonna get there.” Swatting him from his seat.

“No.” Pushing your hands away to grip the steering wheel, pulling from the curb to continue driving.

“You have some issues.” You mimicked, slouching and sulking in your seat.

“Not the first woman to tell me that.” He added, grinning with his eyes glued to the road.

When you both finally arrive at the location, you notice the lack of cars parked outside the warehouse. Staring through the window, looking over your shoulder to Tan. “Where is everyone?”

“We must’ve missed them.” He claims.

“‘We’? Nah, you missed them. You got too much penis pride.” You state indifferently. Your eyebrows pull together when you hear him snicker from behind.

“Penis pride?” He mocks, hiding a grin.

“Shut up, you know what I meant.”

“Nah, I don’t. Elaborate.” His head tilted to the side.

“Your need to be in charge because of” pausing briefly to face him again. “…that.” Pointing downwards.

“‘That’? He chuckles deeply. “You mean my cock.” His head lowering, his smirk taunting you.

“Shut up.” Turning back around to hide your burning cheeks.

“You blushing?” He mentions.

“No.”

“I can see you, you know.” He scoffs, waving into your window so you could see his reflection.

Quickly raising your hand to smack the light off, flashing him a scowl.

“Did I make you nervous?” He taunts one more, tapping the exposed skin on the nape of your neck. Immediately swatting it away, slapping his hand. “Anybody ever tell you not to touch a woman without her permission?” You ask with a faux glare.

Raising his hands to show his innocence, dropping them into his lap. “If I’d ask, you’d say yes.” He grins, leaning towards your seat. “Am I correct?

“You should be more annoyed about this.” You change the subject, gesturing to the empty warehouse.

“It weren’t my fault.” He shrugs.

“This again?”

“You brought it up.”

“It’s frustrating that you won’t admit it.”

“Admit what?”

Your face screws up, clearly growing irritated.

“You’re cute when you’re angry.” He taunts again.

Twisting around, smacking him hard against his bicep.

“Do it again… I dare you.” His head lowers, staring into your eyes.

Lifting your hand, you ball it into a fist, hitting him again. He wraps his hand around your wrist, holding it as he pulls it away. “I don’t think so.” He shakes his head, lowering your hand to his thigh.

His grip over your hand was loose so you had plenty of opportunity to pull away, but you didn’t. You just stared into his eyes as you silently agreed to let his hand move yours. Trailing it up his thigh.

“Look down.” He says quietly, his eyes nodding to his crotch.

Slowly glancing down, noticing the huge tent in his trousers. Turning your gaze back to his face, pleadingly looking up at him through hooded eyes.

His fingers softly brush up your thigh, intensely staring at your shallow breathing chest. Lingering a singular finger up your arm until he reached your neck, slowly trailing up your throat and up to your parted lips. Brushing over the soft skin, staring directly into your soul.

It was like some sort of mind game, a game to see who would crack first. You wanted it to be him, but the way he touched you so lightly made you question your strength.

His other hand continues to graze up your thigh, itching upwards and leaving a trail of goosebumps behind. It was like a switch went off in your brain that told you ‘fuck it.’ Crawling yourself over the gearstick to straddle his thick thighs. Instinctively he slides his seat back, allowing more space for you. Gently yanking the sides of your face, desperately pulling you in for an urgent kiss. Brashly working over yours with soft content groans, his hands sliding down to grip your neck. Loosely holding as he trails kisses along your throat, his thumb lifting your jaw to allow him better access, grazing wet hurried kisses along the skin.

His hands snake around your back, his fingers spread wide as he clasps your skin, desperately needing to feel more of you. Lazily licking up your throat to resume deep kisses to your needy lips.

His fingers lightly teasing over your back, travelling down to grip your waist. Pulling you further down into his lap, grinding you against his aching clothed cock. “Fuckin hell.” He groans between kisses, heavily exhaling into your mouth.

Pulling yourself in him closer, your chest flush with his. Wrapping your arms around his neck and tangling your fingers in his hair to deepen the heavy makeout.

“I want to fuck you so bad.” He murmurs against your skin. Sliding his hands under your clothing so he could freely roam your body. Grazing his fingertips over your hot flesh.

“I want you.” Burying your face into the nape of his neck, quietly panting against his skin.

Tan looks up at you, scanning your face, taking in the beauty of your natural features. Eyes darting over your face.

“What?” You ask, a hint of worry in your voice.

“Nothing… you’re just beautiful.” He grins, nuzzling his face between your chest.

“Softie.” You sweetly joke, smiling down at him. Your eager hands unbuttoned his shirt, as he fiddled with yours, practically ripping your top from you. His palms immediately clutching to your chest with a wide grin across his face, kneading into them through your bra.

He snakes his hands over your hips, grabbing them to lift you up. Instinctively, you reach down to undo his trousers, unzipping them so he could slide the fabric out from under himself. Slipping your hands down, prying away the waistband of his boxers, allowing his cock to spring out and stand attentively against his stomach.

His fingers slide up your inner thighs, roaming over the wet patch in your underwear. Smirking as he slips his hand into the fabric, teasing through your wet folds. Separating the fabric and dragging it over to the side to create an opening for him.

Gripping himself from the base, giving himself a couple firm tugs, never once leaving your eyes. Scanning your face for permission once more, to which you eagerly nod.

Lifting yourself to hover over him, aligning yourself with his tip. Gripping himself, sliding his head through your slick. Slowly pushing himself into you, urgently grabbing around your waist to pull you closer to his chest. Steadily lowering you down, allowing his full length to completely fill you. Melting and moulding around him as he keeps you still, bottoming out. You desperately wrap your arms back around his neck, urgently bringing his face into your chest. Your neck slack, as soft pleading whimpers escape your parted lips.

He lifts you from him, lowering you down to sink back in. Leisurely bucking his hips so you could engulf his sensitive cock. He softly sucks on your lower neck, nibbling and grazing sloppy kisses up the length.

Grasping your skin tightly as he winds himself up into you, softly groaning against your now red skin. Milling your hips, grinding yourself over him. Working your walls over his cock, massaging yourselves with every gentle bounce.

He slides his hands up your back, tangling his fingers into a lock of hair at the back of your head, gently tugging to brashly kiss up your throat. Purposely marking you, littering small red patches in a trail behind.

Desperately running your hands over his chest, brushing over his shoulders and sinking your fingers in. Clasping at his muscly torso, dropping your head into the nape of his neck, breathing staggered whimpers against his skin.

His thrusts become more focused as he pokes up into you, grabbing you urgently to fuck you down into himself. Deeply groaning against your collarbone, messily kissing along it.

“Can I cum in you?” He asks in almost a whimper.

Nodding vigorously as your whines grow louder, gripping the back of his head and pushing it into your bouncing chest.

Clamping down, your walls spasming and fluttering around him with your climax. Your intense shudders draw out his own release, spilling deep inside of you.

Slowing down he continues to sloppily fuck his cum into you, holding your jaw to gaze into your eyes. Eagerly pulling your face towards his, slipping his tongue into your mouth, enthusiastically working over your lips.

Breathlessly separating, he sweetly looks up at you before brushing a few rouge strands of hair behind your ear. You slowly lift yourself from him, hovering over his thighs as you smile widely at him. Shifting your weight so you could sit across his thighs, comfortably snuggling yourself into his chest.

“I’m quite glad they weren’t here.” You say quietly, snickering at the memory of what you just did.

“Should’ve done that ages ago.” He chuckles, draping his arm over your shoulder to pull you closer.

Both individually grinning to yourselves, consumed by the post-sex glaze over.

You twist your head up to look at him. “You ready to admit you were wrong?” You smirk.

“Ready to admit you’re a bad driver?”

#tangerine #tangerine smut #tangerine blurb #tangerine fanfiction #tangerine x reader #tangerine x you #tangerine x fem!reader #bullet train tangerine #tangerine bullet train #tangerine imagine #tangerine and lemon #omg omg omg omg

389 notes · View notes

battydora · 1 year

Note

I'd love to see your overhaul's nsfw alphabets as well 🥺❤

note: oh sure thing, sun! i only wrote overhaul once and i want to write for him more to get fond of him yup yup. here you go, i hope you like it!

content: nsfw alphabet, afab!reader, gender neutral, established sex partners? or established relationship, whatever you prefer honestly.

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Selfish at first, specially if he ends up all sweaty afterwards. After you decide being done for the night, he quickly climbs out of bed to take a shower. Sometimes he'll let you join him so he can also clean you up. If he considers he was rough to you that night, he'll massage the ached areas. He's not very sweet nor vocal.

B = Body Part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partners)

His: Probably his hands. Even though he uses gloves 100% of the time, he enjoys being able to hold you in place, grip your hair or push you down to bed. He expresses his control over being able to manipulate your body.

Yours: Lips. For someone who dislikes being touched, specially all over, during moments of intimacy and growing horniness, he adores your lips kissing, licking and bitting wherever he commands to.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

Unpopular opinion: The idea of having an orgasm is far from being as entretaining as playing around in bed. It's not his main objetive during sex and thinks body fluids are disgusting, but naturally he can't always resist it. He's tolerant, but tries to clean it as soon as he recovers his breath.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

You once tried using toys on him, specifically a dildo, and he enjoyed it more than he cared to admit. He will never actually confess this to you, but that time you got him to display his ass for you to play with his anal hole and prostate, oh lawd have mercy. He lied and denied moaning your name once as if his life depended on it.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

A virgin before you, honestly. Clumsy and unsure at first, but after you show him the ropes and realize what he likes, he'll catch up and be more confident and demanding. Basically the experience he gained was because of you.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying)

Cowgirl/Cowboy. He gets to command you as you ride him, doing little to no job, he enjoys the view. But rarely any position disgustes him.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

Hell naw, Kai is the most serious when it comes to sex. It took you and him a lot of time to get him to be intimate to just be goofing around.

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He depilates full body, no doubt, specially his pubic hair. He feels cleaner and purer that way. You can always count Chisaki is always clean and his body hair is always depilated.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.)

He needs a settling of his preference to have sex, it needs to be planned and set on a specific date, he doesn't like surprises. But once there, he's very focused on his goal at the moment and makes sure everything goes as he wants (this seriousness got you turned off sometime) but at the end these ideas of his have the only purpose of enjoying the act with you as much as he can despite disliking certain things, exposing that Kai cares for the moment and wants it to be as fullfilling as he can make it (for both of you) though he is not expressive about it, this is a secret he keeps locked in the depths of his heart.

J = Jack off (Masturbation Headcanon)

Unexpected erections have bothered him. He does not masturbate regulary because of his thoughts on body fluids. But when he really needs an release, he prefers taking his time in his bedroom. He also does it taking a bath, he feels relaxed and unbothered knowing he'll be clean after that.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

BDSM (dom. role)

BDSM (sub. role but won't admit it)

Humilliation (giving)

Humilliation (receiving but also won't admit it. he enjoys struggling to have someone not taking him seriously nor respecting him, he gets desperate and he loves it)

Begging (receiving)

Not a kink, but loves staring, he makes you do interesting positions to see you and your gorgeous figure from many angles as existing.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

No other place than his bedroom, it's the only place he'll find the eventual peace and privacy he needs to focus. Nevertheless, the bathroom at the bath can be an option too.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Erotic dreams

Unexpected flashbacks of you during sexy time

Using his alias "Overhaul" during sex. Gets him in a power position he enjoys very much.

Power dynamics ↑

Rubbing genitals

Grinding against him

Cute sets of lingerie/revealing clothes, dark colours only (like black or dark purple)

N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Nothing outside the bedroom, public sex is a 100% no-no. Also getting out of his comfort zone too quickly is something he does not enjoy very much, he rathers taking his time for certain practices.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Not really a giver, but man, get on your knees to suck him dry and he'll be thinking about it for weeks. It drives him crazy when you swallow his seed and leave him all clean, it's like a dream to him <3

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends! Kai's most common pace (during penetration) is slow and deep. He enjoys hearing you say how he fills you up and your needy pleas everytime you ask him to please increase his speed, which he happily complies, switching from slow to intense.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

It is not his preference, Kai prefers taking his time to do the thing, he would not do a quickie no matter how desperate he feels, the much he'll do is to tease you so you tease him back, feeding his imagination for when he has time to have sex with you properly.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

I said public sex it's not his thing, but making you scream of pleasure so everyone knows he's the one you're crying and begging for? Absolutely. Kai is not worried of someone interrumpting (because no one would interrumpt him during intimacy, like, have you lost your mind) so he takes the chance and he strives to let everyone know he is -also- brilliant in this.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

Kai has the stamina for as many rounds as you can imagine, but he cuts it off after the first round, maybe he'll go for two rounds maximum if he's really horny.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

If he can make you moan his name without touching you, he will use any toy of your preference. He bought a set of toys to try them out on you. But you had the chance to see his cheeks turn red when you proposed using the toys on him. "Nonsense" once said he after a dildo proposal, but the "D" in "Dirty secret" has its origins here, where after many attempts, he let you play with his ass (best feeling ever but his fragile masculinity will keep this secret hidden for a long long time).

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

Flirting/getting in the mood: He teases subtly, if he is the one to take iniciative, he'll be whispering lewd things into your ear as he grinds against you. Not much temptations here, it's just to settle the mood.

Foreplay: He teases more during this part. He subtly caresses your body in order to make you needy, touching very lightly your skin and rubbing your needy and wet pussy with the tip of his gloved fingers or the tip of his cock. Kai is cruel, if you want something you will have to beg for it.

Main act: You wish he stops his teasing here, but you'll have to keep begging for him to do the things you want him to. It'll take you from two to three pleas (they don't have to be coherent tho) to get what you want, after that, have fun!

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Sighs, groans and low moans. Kai holds a heavy fragile masculinity close to his chest, I can swear that, but he can't always stop himself from releasing lewd noises, specially when he's receiving a lot of pleasure, he would need to be totally aroused and overstimulated to whimper outloud, which is weird to happen (but when it does, he lets out desperate moans, his voice manages to make them sound dirty and needy as he reaches the climax.)

W = Wild Card (A random headcanon for the character)

Undress torso and kiss his pelvis. He can go wild for how soft and sensitive that part of his body is, every kiss against that zone can send jolts of electricity through his abdomen, making Kai release sighs and low moans of relaxation. A pleasant and satisfying feeling, it sends him to a more comfortable state of mind that makes him enjoy sex a lot more, easing his worries on being in constant touch with another person.

X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

I'm tempted to show that screencap from the anime where we got to see Overhaul's back, because wow. A toned back and strong chest and arms, his body is like an inverse triangle so his legs seem thiner compared to his torso. But what we care about in this alphabet is about his ✨ size ✨. Average, clean and depilated pubic hair, it's a little curved but not too much. It gets a little longer when it gets hard.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Low. It's normally on you to get him in the mood, but sometimes Chisaki takes iniciative mostly after thinking about sex for a few days (or even after an erotic dream.)

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterward)

It takes him a while, specially at nightime. Kai rathers to take a shower and pee first, maybe do a little of aftercare to you. He also changes the sheets, sweat makes him uncomfortable. Theeen after that he gets comfortable and cozzy on his clean and fresh bed with you by his side and falls asleep.

masterlist | rules

#curious if you're reading this i took inspiration from your alphabet #i never described a pp before 😥#overhaul #kai chisaki #overhaul x reader #kai chisaki x reader #mha #bnha #bnha x reader #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #my hero academia x reader #boku no hero academia x reader #i enjoyed making this woaww #overhaul my man<3

215 notes · View notes

nickgoesinsane · 1 year

Note

Before anything, thank you for writing all these glorious sub na'vi and dom reader pieces (does your back hurt from carrying all the sub na'vi fics??)

Really, really fucking feral for sub quaritch and like HOT DAMN 👀🥵💦 might I offer some brainrot???

Miles absolutely being a menace for dom reader's cock, you CANNOT believe the shit he'd do just to have that fat cock in him (motherfucker purposely drops the most randomest of things infront of you)

You'd think that after a couple of rounds, he'd be done, no? Wrong! No one can pull him away from that dick when he decides that he still wants it, stamina be damned.

Miles bragging and loudly complimenting that dick tho (recom team abso-fucking-lutely wants a ride, eyeing up reader like "what the meat stick do? 👀")

EATING OUT THAT PUSSY AND ASS CAUSE HE DESERVES IT FO SURE

Imagine reader coming out of the shower and sees Quaritch just fingering the shit out of himself just so he can immediately jump that dick (he's done the prep work already, now is the time for the fuckening)

But also imagine him trying to get off but he can cause he's used to reader doing that shit for him?? (IM SOBBING - THE BABY GIRL ENERGY'S TOO FUCKING STRONG)

And I can just keep going on and on and on - but you get it no??

Thank you, thank you again for all the hardwork!

OH LAWD THANK YOU, I AGREE 100%

You know when you have to drag dogs to a bath, they’re just scratching the floor and clinging to the doorframe? That’s Quaritch when he has to be taken away from that dick lmao

Also thank you, I’m glad y’all are enjoying my brainrot!

#╰┈➤ nick answers !#avatar brainrot #sub avatar #dom reader #top reader #sub miles quaritch #recom miles quaritch x reader #n/sfw #n/s/f/w

225 notes · View notes

guesst · 4 months

Text

kirio x iruma s1 fake dating au where kirio finds iruma napping in a classroom somewhere, maybe outside. the other 2 in the love trio r also just lying there n its a group nap and like. kirio knows iruma is human atp. and blame it on the lovely weather or something but iruma looks very soft and squishy under that tree. and his goonies are also equally as unaware as iruma. nobody would stop kirio until it was too late. so. he could take the opportunity right. he could be sooo quiet about it. just a little tiny little bite no one would know n he could totally run away if iruma started waking up right. haha yeah theres nothing wrong with it iruma is just too squishy hahah

so yeah right as hes bending over iruma iruma wakes up and is like uhh kirio senpai.. wyd… and kirio panics cus like there aint no way he can play this off without an explanation so he’s like uhh well sorry iruma my feelings got to string for a moment and iruma is like huhwha and kirio is like yeah sorry i was gonna. kiss u. and then the other two wake up — in time to hear that — and azz immediately kills him.

note: i forgot this was a fake dating au lets pretend azz failed to kill him. anyway both hear kirio’s ‘confession’ and attempt to kill him and iruma is like wait hold up stop killing him!! stop killing kirio senpai. anyway kirio senpai you couldve just asked yk and then kirio ends up in a relationship with iruma and the whole time he is swinging between HAHAHAHA FREE ACCESS TO IRUMA’S NECK and OH LAWD IN HELL WHAT HAVE I DONE because now he has to hold irumas hand but! hold on!! why does he like holding irumas hand—

#m!ik #kirio/iruma fake dating au #au tag

48 notes · View notes

starsomens · 8 months

Note

great heavens, what have i done…

ladies and gentleman 🦦

i’ll hop right in, cause i don’t wanna be a tease, we have enough of that in the eyes of noah sebastian.

now in regards to the manhandling thing, i don’t even mean it in a sexual way (but yes, i do but later on). i just imagine him opening and holding the door over your head so you can walk right under him. that shit makes him feel good and it makes you look even cuter in his eyes. i’m sure he loves to see his women in his shirts. someone mentioned wearing the band’s shirt and yes, i agree. seeing how arrogant he has admitted to being, i can totally see him making comments on you wearing his bands merch.

“look at you, what’s that say? turn around. bad who?” while smirking at you.

putting you in front of him in pictures so he can lock you in his arms. leaning on the door frame while talking to you (as a form of teasing, of course, this man will do just about anything to watch you suffer). getting things off counters that you have trouble reaching but i do believe he’d also enjoy watching you struggle to get it yourself. he’d deadass sit down and watch you climb the kitchen counter to reach the top drawer only to laugh at you. and i am sure he likes to fuck with shorter people. like putting things away in unreachable places so you have trouble getting them and whining for him to help you and practically having to beg him to give it to you? (don’t get distracted, i’m talking about the cereal he hid away)

now if we have to get a little spicy 🌶️

i can totally see him saying stuff like

“oh, you can’t take it? that little body of yours can take a bit more pain?” while holding you down by the neck and slapping you all around

receiving texts in the middle of the day like

“missionary so i can wipe your tears from your eyes as i tell you how proud i am of you for being such a good little whore”

“you’re cute. i wanna train you to never cum without my permission”

“you’re too small and dumb to cum unsupervised”

“i think i’m just gonna use you as my little fucktoy tonight”

“oh, you feel embarrassed for what you did? then why are you so fucking wet, huh?”

“i’m the only one who’s allowed to do this to you.”

like he’d call you “dummy” and “silly” as a joke but he means it in a way that is “you’re not safe without my supervision”. and he likes to know you obey. and when you don’t, well…

let me tell you, this man reacts quickly and he reacts with violence, so you better do as he says. he’d just pin you down and say something in the words of “fuck, you’re so small and weak” in a voice that’s filled with list and sadistic pleasure and he’d just watch you struggle against his grasp, fully aware that you don’t really wanna escape and you’re just being dramatic and a brat about it.

oh yeah, and he’s definitely the “drop the attitude” type of boyfriend and he really, really wants to hear “and if i don’t?” type of answer, cause this man loves being tested. i just feel it in my bones.

oh yeah, and he will for sure smile at you while watching you beg for it.

yeah, this got a little out of hand and is not only “manhandling” but hey 🤷🏻‍♀️

yours truly,

🦦

AAAAHHHH GIRL I AM BLOWN AWAY I LOVED BOTH PARTS THE FIRST FLUFFY PART MADE ME SMILE AND THE SPOCY PART MADE ME BLUSH I LOVE. Especially like just imagining it and how that we got more visuals from the tour LAWD HAVE MERCY

Girl don’t even be shy if we ever collaborated (only if you want!) I’d feel so honored

my writing ain’t nothing compared to this YOU ATE AND LEFT NO CRUMBS EVERYONE GIVE THEM A ROUNF OF APPLAUSE 👏🏼 DAMN IT!

But rlly thank you for sharing this is AMAZING 😫 you’re so imaginative and creative 😩 I LOVE YOU BEAUTIFUL CREATURE

I can’t add cuz this is perfect

#noah sebastian #bad omens #bad omens cult #star’s anons✨#🦦 anon

106 notes · View notes

kourtniwritesagain · 9 months

Text

All Downhill From Here

A/N: For @nhasablogg because she’s sad, and I can’t have that.

Alex has never attempted to concentrate harder than he is right now. Henry is currently making his way along Alex’s neck with his lips. There’s tongue and teeth as well. With each passing stroke of lips, teeth, and tongue, Alex loses his composure more and more. Alex worries that Henry is noticing. Alex’s body is tense and he’s twitching his hands. Alex can also feel his heels digging into the bed (which happened to be Henry’s bed, his actual bed in his actual room in Buckingham fucking Palace). Alex tries to control his reactions, but it's hard. It's always hard to control himself whenever Henry is involved.

"Everything ok?" Henry asks. "You're…moving more than usual."

"S'fine. Everything's fine." Alex replies, wincing at how high-pitched his voice is.

Henry resumes his tortuous path down his neck.

"F-fuhuck." Alex moans. Because while it tickles like hell, Henry's attention to his neck is also so damn hot. It's not Alex's fault that his body is so damn confused.

Alex can feel Henry grin against his skin. Henry is no longer torturing him with lips, tongue, and teeth.

"What's wrong, Alexander?" Henry all but breathes the words into Alex's neck.

Fucker.

"N-Nothing!" Alex is trying his absolute hardest to keep from scrunching his shoulders up to his chin.

"You sure? You're awfully tense."

Every. Damn. Word. Is. Torture.

"Ihihi'm fihiNE!" It comes out as a squeal and while Alex knows he's done for, there's no damn way he's going down without a fight.

Henry sits up, straddling Alex's hips. He's grinning like a loon.

"You're ticklish."

"No I'm not."

Henry cocks his head to the side. "You sure about that?"

Alex nods. "Positive. You're the ticklish one, not me." Alex, because he has no damn self-preservation apparently, tweaks Henry's hips. It gets Henry to laugh and bend forward, his head hitting Alex's chest.

"So I can continue my earlier ministrations?" Henry asks, already slotting his face into the crook of Alex's neck.

"'Ministrations'? Good lawd, dude, you sound like you're straight up from the 1800s. So fucking British."

"Mmm. Yes, I'm quite British. And you're quite ticklish." Henry breathes against Alex's skin.

Goosebumps erupt all over Alex's body. Alex can feel them from his forehead to his toes.

"I'm nohot! I swear!" Alex denies. Again, he's not going down without a fight.

But neither is Henry.

Henry starts whispering against Alex's neck, moving his head slowly along Alex's collarbone. Alex can only make out some things: "too ticklish for your own good" and "this doesn't bother you?" and "that's a sensitive spot, eh?" Alex blushes at the last one. He can't help it.

Henry looks up and grins. "You're blushing, sweetheart."

"No I'm nohohot!" Alex giggles. Fucking giggles.

"Oh, but you are." Henry says. "You're blushing because it tickles…because you're ticklish"

Alex shakes his head.

"You're so sensitive along your neck. I bet I could simply brush my nose lightly across your pulse point and those goosebumps from earlier will appear again. Shall we try it?"

Alex knows he's blushing harder now. Henry teasing him is almost too much. And Alex will die before he ever admits he's enjoying every single second of this, but he'll also die if Henry doesn't shut the fuck up and continues.

Henry's ghosting his lips up Alex's neck once again, but he moves up and up until he's right underneath Alex's ear. Alex whines out a laugh, gripping the bed sheets to keep from knocking Henry away from him.

"Hen-Henry!" Alex yelps when Henry nibbles at Alex's ear. It fucking tickles!

"Yes?"

Alex can't help but reach up and grab at Henry's arms. He's not stopping the prince, though. If anything, he's just holding on. Henry takes that as an invitation to bring his fingers into the mix. Henry sits up, smirking down at the flushed mess Alex is sure he is, and flutters his fingers all over Alex's collarbones and neck.

"You dihihick!" Alex fights a bit now, tightening his hold on Henry's arms.

"Are you going to admit you're ticklish yet?"

"Never!" Alex laughs when Henry hits that sensitive spot below his ears. Alex can feel the goosebumps again. Each swipe of Henry's stupidly long fingers brings ticklish electricity to shoot through Alex's body. Alex can feel it in other places besides just his neck. It's wholly overwhelming.

"Alehex, you're ridiculous! You're squirming and blushing and clearly ticklish! Just admit it!" Henry laughs.

Alex shakes his head. He's no longer hiding his laughter. Although, it's more giggling than outright laughing. He's making high-pitched noises, which only manages to make him more flustered.

And Henry won't shut the fuck up!

"That spot by your ear is good, yeah?"

"Oh, now that was a nice sound. Let's make it again, shall we?

"You blush so prettily. Makes me wonder where else I can touch you to elicit the same response."

And on and on it goes, until Alex finally breaks.

"Okahahay! Ok! You wihin!" Alex is starting to truly fight back now. He's kicking his feet, he's swatting at Henry's hands, he's scrunching his shoulders…

"Are you going to say you're my ticklish little suitor?" Henry asks, eyes alight with mischief.

"Fuhuck that!" Alex laughs.

"I'm not stopping until you say that." Henry doubles his efforts. He's abandoned Alex's neck for his ribs and hips now.

And apparently neck tickles makes Alex a million times more ticklish because he has never shrieked that loud before in his life from being tickled! And June used to get him good when they were younger!

"You ahahahass!"

"Say it." Henry sing-songs.

"You're nohohot even thahahat much taller thahahan meeee!"

"I've got at least five inches on you."

"Four!" Alex cries out, thoroughly offended.

"Admit you're my ticklish little suitor!" Henry narrows his eyes, leans his head into Alex's neck, and proceeds to tickle his neck with his lips while his hands continue tickling Alex's ribs.

Alex is gone. He's out. He's done. Alex let's out true belly laughter now. He's exhausted at this point, though, and he knows he's defeated.

"I-I'm your t-ticklish ahahaverage heheheight suitor!"

Henry begins laughing at that, and he blessedly stops tickling Alex.

Alex sinks into the bed, panting.

"You're adorable." Henry plants a kiss on Alex's nose.

"Fuhuck off." Alex replies, but there's no real heat to it.

"I can't believe I'm just now finding out you're ticklish. You've been holding out on me." Henry leans down on an elbow, stretching himself out along Alex's side.

"Revenge will be swift and without mercy." Alex tells him.

Henry's eyes grow wide for a second, but he quickly schools his features.

"America and England are at war once again." Alex continues. "And America, like last time, will kick England's ass and win."

"Is that so?"

Alex nods. "Yes. It will be a sneak attack. You'll never see it coming. But not tonight because I'm pretty sure I'm about to fall asleep."

Henry laughs. "Of course."

"But it's coming!" Alex promises.

"I've no doubt, sweetheart."

#tickle fic #tickling #tickling fic #alex claremont diaz #henry mountchristen windsor #ticklish!alex #rwrb #rwrb fic #kourtni writes things

113 notes · View notes

ronn-uuu · 1 year

Text

Party Pooper

I'm writing my own request(?)

An: Ok I wrote this request:

POV: You're hyping yourself up/ while getting ready for a party with loud music. And Marc/Steven/ Jake are trying to sleep but guess what causing them not to sleep? Your music. So they go next door to have a chat. And when you open up the door they're dumbfounded on how they have not seen such a FINE ASS PERSON WE AREEE the rest is up to you babe 🥰💕 ( and please either do gn or with he/they/she prns😊)

Me being meek and not very out there,,, I decided not to send this out there so I decided that I'll write it myself. Also this is my first posted fic pls have mercy on me. I hope you enjoy it.

pairing: Gn!reader x Marc spector, Gn!reader x Steven Grant, & Gn!Redaer x Jake Lockely

Warnings: none. (other than me using google english to spanish. Pls if you found a better website, PLS TELL. pls dont gatekeep. ) Fluff(?) also bad grammar???

Part 2

You stared at the 2 outfits you had rested on your bed, you couldn't pick between the slightly slutty one or the one that had more decency. You knew you were going to be slightly fucked up by the end of the night, so did you want to do it in a slutty way or sexy way? You still didn't know. You decided that you were going to play some music to get you in that partying mood. The music rang in your ears and your next door neighbor's.

Marc was laying in his bed finally being able to sleep after being up since 2 am the day before. Khonsu had been making Marc, Jake and Steven do his unforgiving bidding, all three of them were exhausted from all the trouble they had been in. Just when they thought they could get a break, they heard their neighbor's music.

"Jesús puto cristo," Jake spoke as the weak and exhausted body jolked up.

"Bloody hell. I think the universe just hates us, yeah?" Steven said as he took over the hands and rubbed their eyes.

"I don't think they know the walls are kinda thin," Marc mumbles out tryin to excuse their actions. Jake started saying that they could just go next door and warn them but Marc and steven felt way too tired to do so. And after they responded to Jake's proposal the music died down.

"See, I think they're done," Steven said as he takes over and lays back down and closes their eyes. Oh it was painful how wrong he was. They got 10 minutes of sleep before hearing the music even louder this time.

You weren't doing this on purpose, you didn't even know that you had a next door neighbor. You and the boys never crossed paths, and they were never loud so you had thought maybe you could blast music with no interruptions. Though you were about to be proved so wrong. That's when you heard a knock. You were confused, " I thought I told them I'll meet them at f/n's house," You said as you pressed paused on your phone. You smoothed your skirt/pants one last time before opening up your door.

"Hello," The man said as he waved at you. You waved back as you noticed that he was in his slightly rinkled Pjs. Steven did that same to you and lawd have mercy on him, you were so fucking fine.

His eyes rack over your frame, you had your hair pulled back, plum lips with beautiful jewelry hung around your neck, and gods your clothes looked fucking hot on you. Steven felt all the air in lungs leave and so quickly that his chest started to ache. Marc and Jake were the first time in history very quiet in a long time. There were no remarks on how they were sleepy and this to be over, they were only in awe of your form.

"I'm sorry, is there something I could help you with?' You asked as you tilted your head in question. For the first time Marc, Steven and Jake had gotten this nervous about someone. They all knew that steven had to stay in control but it felt like they were going slightly override.

"A-ah! yes the music... the music is too loud," Steven softly said. Then it finally hit you, he was trying to sleep and your music was too loud. He's your next door neighbor! Guilt started to flow through your veins, how could you keep a tired man from sleeping, reader???

"Oh! Im so sorry! I didn't know that I had a next door neighbor! I'm so sorry for keeping you awake! Yes! I'll keep the music down!" You rambled. The boys thought it was very cute. Now all three of them were wondering how they could get your number without making it sound cringey nor weird.

"Again, I'm so sorry for keeping you awake.." You paused waiting for a name. You wanted the name of your cute neighbor you had no idea about.

"Steven Grant," Steven stammered out. He started to fidget with the hem of his shirt.

"Steven Grant," You repeated, "I really like that name." Steven smiled widely and Jake remined him that he was still fucking tired. Don't get him wrong he liked 'speaking with you' but their mission was not only nerve racking but exhausting. Steven started to feel the sleepiness weigh his bones down. He'll have to settle for just speaking to you. Marc told him to tell you thank you and good night.

"Thank you... well I should head to bed, have a nice night," He promptly said before you replied with a good night back. He went back to their flat while they talked about how to get your number next time. All three of them wanted that to be very soon. Now they all started to feel a little grateful for the loud music you played. And all in that moment they remembered that they don't even know your name...

178 notes · View notes

alexanderlightweight · 11 months

Note

I don't think I even have an ask but Lawd that older Alec raised by his strict Trueblood grandparents is just gold. That ending where he smirks at Jia and sends Izzy and Jace back to Alicante? *chefs kisses*

My asexual ass is so so attracted to a competent confident Alec who knows his boundaries and had the freedom to demand and enforce them. Just ... I adore him putting everyone in their place. How does he meet Magnus in this verse? Do we know how the differe t power balance at the beginning changes their dynamic, if at all?

I am so happy with everything in this verse but will always always appreciate more when others can send in prompts you like for it.

oh i'm glad it's being enjoyed! have a piece because this will kind of explain some of the power dynamics between them.

and well, i think it's pretty well known how much i love competent!malec and individually impressing each other with competence, not just their teamwork. and this alec was raised differently, he's much more confident than canon!alec.

<3 lumine

Alec takes a breath and then, before Magnus twirls his fingers and excuses himself, steps around his desk.

Their meeting is done, they are no longer meeting solely as leaders to different factions of the same world.

“Magnus—” Alec says, because he hasn’t let himself get this far to be held back by his fears. “I can’t go out with you publicly, not anywhere right now. It wouldn’t be safe, for either of us.” Because Alec knows the clave will try and use this as a reason to attack Magnus.

He’s the High Warlock of Brooklyn and on the Council of Elders. He’s the inventor of the portal and the Inventor.

Magnus is as feared as he’s revered and renown and Alec can’t afford to let either of them paint a target on each other’s back and Alec isn’t prepared to protect Magnus from Alec’s enemies, or himself from Magnus’.

“I— you can say no. You deserve someone who can stand proudly by your side—” Alec doesn’t see the wide-eyed, shocked way that Magnus is staring at him. He’s nervous but he knows what he wants and it’s only because he wants this so badly that his words try to slither away.

“But I want that, someday. So, if you’re okay with it, we could start with drinks? Somewhere just the two of us.”

“And where would we find the right level of privacy, Alexander?” Magnus says and he steps over to Alec, gliding like an arrow through a cloud and Alec bites back a sigh of want.

“Anywhere you think is safe. I trust you Magnus,” Alec tells him, because he does. Alec would never have asked Magnus back to redo the wards entirely if he didn’t trust him, no matter how beautiful of a man he is.

Alec trusts his instincts and his instincts purr when he’s near Magnus. Magnus’ presence and his magic and even now, the wards of the Institute, are soothing and Alec adores them.

“It’s the clave I don’t trust. I have no real family backing anymore, Magnus. I’m a valuable asset to the clave but I’ve never dabbled in politics. I would have no leverage in the face of their bigotry, and I’ve seen what the clave does to people it doesn’t like.”

—

Magnus waits a single breath and then he steps up to Alexander and reaches out, tilting Alexander’s face up from where Alexander is studying his hands with a determined furrow.

At first, Alexander’s gaze met Magnus’ own, but it grew shuttered and shadowed as Alexander remembered the evils of the clave. It’s what assures Magnus that this isn’t because of shame — Magnus has had quite enough of being a dirty little secret — and is entirely about survival.

Alexander is wise and methodical in a way that tells Magnus he must have plans and Magnus is willing to extend a little trust, to make this a mutual admittance.

“I’ve lived it.” Magnus tells him quietly, “so never doubt that I understand the power and hatred the clave can wield. If that is your reasoning than I can accept it, I can even agree with it. You wouldn’t be safe here, not yet.”

Alexander seems pleased and a little surprised that Magnus is being mutually considerate, and Magnus mentally tuts as he leans forward and presses a kiss to the corner of Alexander’s mouth.

This will be — by Alexander’s admittance — his first relationship due to Alexander growing up with what he calls ‘higher standards than what my mother had’.

Which is a rather low bar until Magnus realized that Alexander has denied every single person he’s ever met, until meeting Magnus. Which means that Alexander must feel the same instinctual, almost primal interest that Magnus does.

So, in the interest of respect, Magnus is going to be as gentlemanly and courteous as he can bear, for Alexander’s sake.

That is the plan, at least until Alexander whines against his mouth.

There’s a displeased grumble when Magnus starts to pull away and then strong hands are wrapping around Magnus. An arm around his waist and a hand on the back of his neck. Alexander is inexperienced but hungry and eager and determined.

He licks into Magnus’ mouth, their teeth clacking together until Magnus croons and gentles him, tugging on Alexander’s hair. He sucks on his boy’s tongue until he has Alexander’s fingers leaving bruises on his skin. Magnus groans into the kiss and drags his teeth down Alexander’s tongue, leaving a sting behind that has Alexander grinding up against him.

“Magnus—” Alexander whispers against his lips, “unless you glamour yourself, you’ll need to portal out of my office, and I don’t think we should give that part away just yet.”

Magnus freezes, because he didn’t realize Alexander knew he’d left a backdoor just for Magnus. Alexander smirks at him, kiss bruised lips pulled into a smug grin as he lets Magnus pull himself away.

Magnus knows he must look much the same kind of debauched and he sighs, snapping away the signs with his fingers before he gives Alexander a leer.

“When you said you’d never been interested in anyone before, I didn’t expect this, Alexander.” He raises an eyebrow teasingly and gets a chuckle in return.

“I said you’ll be my first, I didn’t say it was because of a lack of offers.” Alexander smirks at him and Magnus wants to lick it off his face. “I’ve had enough past suitors hoping to become my wife that I’m not lacking in my self-worth, Magnus.”

“Did you?” Magnus asks something writhing inside of him and he steps forward, giving Alexander a parting kiss and biting his lip in farewell. “Well, perhaps darling I’ll just have to give you even better reasons to be confident. I’m sure I can find ways that outmatch those of failed suitors?”

Alexander nods, delight in crinkling of his eyes as smiles, basking in Magnus’ promise and attention.

#lumine writes #writing wednesday #writing wednesdays #walls of adoration claws of desperation #malec #shadowhunters #magnus bane #alec lightwood #shadowhunters au #my fics #my fanfics #my ficlets

80 notes · View notes

peachdues · 8 months

Note

peach oh my LAWD phanta 3 was so good 🥺. Would you consider explaining the title a little more? i read the para at the end with it and i kind of got it, but i wanted to pick your brain a little too!

(I’m so sorry it’s taken me so long to get around to this pls don’t hate me too much).

First, thank you!! Second, I love this question bc honestly, the Phanta brain rot is still real. More below the cut since I went off lol.

spoilers below.

Almost everything in Phantasmagoria is, well, a phantasmagoria — an exhibition of optical effects and illusions; a constantly shifting complex succession of things seen or imagined.

Nearly every part of the story — character interactions, perspectives, plot points — is distorted in some way, whether it be by Wisteria/alcohol, grief, or just individual stubbornness.

The Wisteria is probably the most obvious example, as it literally distorts Reader’s perceptions of both herself, her environment, and her interactions with others

I was particular with not describing the Reader physically (even beyond her clothing) past that initial scene in Part I when she goes to the Kizuki for the first time with Mitsuri. When she does describe herself, she speaks of herself as a “raving princess” and “effervescent” — but nothing truly descriptive.

Why does it matter? Contrast that with the comments Sanemi makes about how he “wouldn’t have known it was her” (which later we find out is literally true); he also tells her, point blank, she looks gaunt, and she has no reaction whatsoever — not even an internal reaction. That’s the wisteria distorting her self-image, until she finally looks in the mirror at the end of Part II and fully sees herself for the first time in a while — and realizes what it has done.

But the Wisteria distorts other things too, namely, the appeal of the club/rave life that Reader throws herself into. At first, she calls it a paradise — it’s her escape from both her heartache and from herself in general. The club then distorts her perception of others — namely, Sanemi, like when she describes him as “menacing” under the club lights, and yet the flashback that immediately follows is one of the saddest in the series — and it shows that Sanemi is hurting just as much as she is. But the wisteria distorts everything around her, so she’s only seeing what she wants to see. Yet, when the illusion starts to crack, what happens? She panics — she describes the Kizuki as too loud, too claustrophobic; the Wisteria quite literally leaves a bitter taste in her mouth.

The other major example of a phantasmagoria in the story is its main theme — grief. Anyone who has been up close and personal with grief can probably attest to the way it quite literally changes how you view everything — even if that means it narrows your perception (I.e. distorts it). Both Reader and Sanemi are grieving significant losses, and those losses make them blind to the other’s suffering in return. It’s not so much miscommunication as it is two kids who were forced to bear the weight of the world way too fast.

That grief then continues to distort their reality, but not in the sense that they’re misremembering events. Everything they say happened, actually happened. Y/N was abandoned by Kyojuro and Sanemi; but she distanced herself from them first, and she also abandoned Sanemi when he needed her. Neither of the boys were there for her while her mother was sick and when she died; but they didn’t know until it was too late. Sanemi did return her feelings 100% at the train station; but he was so overwhelmed and reeling from Genya’s death that he reacted poorly. Sanemi did see Y/N that day at the crosswalk; he just didn’t recognize her. Y/N was isolated after her mother died, but Sanemi was desperately trying to find her the whole time.

Thus, everything happened exactly the way both Y/N and Sanemi said it did, but their grief prohibited them from stepping back and seeing the broader picture — so their interpretation, though objectively true, is still distorted. This translates into other things as well, such as Y/N constantly misinterpreting Sanemi’s motives and efforts to make things right between them, because otherwise, it wouldn’t square with the understanding she has of what happened and why. She thinks he’s using her for convenience; he’s actually letting her use him in any way she wants just so he can have a chance to take care of her. She accuses him of being possessive because he feels entitled to her affection, but he actually loves her (deeply), and is terrified of losing her, because she is quite literally wasting away in front of him. She says he doesn’t care about her, yet she won’t let him. He tries to talk to her about everything right after they start hooking up, yet she refuses to engage. She runs away. She’s cold, and she shuts him down harshly even when he tries to offer her bare minimum affection and care (this also is supposed to contrast with what we know as the Reader, which is that she is still very much in love with him). We also find out that Sanemi spent every other weekend taking flowers to her mother’s grave — again, shattering that illusion she’s created in her mind that he doesn’t care about her.

It’s not until they finally hash everything out in the kitchen at Tengen’s that both realize they’ve been focusing on one narrow part of a much larger picture, and that they’ve both let their grief blind themselves to one another. When Y/N finally steps back and looks at the whole instead of the part, the illusion shatters. Love is the final phantasmagoria. Y/N realizes that she’s mistakenly believed she was running away from love (and thus, Sanemi) only to realize that not only has she been running in circles, but Sanemi has been running opposite of her the whole time. They’re two sides of the same coin; they were bound to crash into one another at some point.

This is just like, a bird’s eye overview of the mind map that I drew out in my journal for Phanta, and I’m sure I’m leaving something out. If y’all have any thoughts, I’m always happy to hear them (seriously).

Thank you for the ask, and I apologize that I went off the deep end lmao.

#🍑 rambles #phantasmagoria #sanemi shinazugawa #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kny #kny x reader #kny fanfic #kny sanemi #sanemi x reader

35 notes · View notes

lunathebee · 1 year

Note

Hi Luna 🌙✨ I was wondering if I could request the moon boys standing up for the reader after someone insulted her? Please and thank you <3

THE MOON BOYS STANDING UP FOR Y/N AFTER SHE GOT INSULTED

Warning: cursed word, over-protective moon boys

A/n: ty for sending in a rq 💞 This is interesting hmmm, and I'm sorry if it kinda turn into a reaction thingy 🌚🌚

🍓 Steven Grant 🍓

If the insult is more like mocking, he will point at that person and be like, "Oi, that's not quite nice of you to say that, innit?".

If that person just straight up insults you, he will get angry and yell at them.

I don't understand where y'all get the idea that Steven is just a small, innocent bean.

He can scare off anybody just as well as the other moon boys.

"HEY! Are you saying that to Y/n? You think that's funny?-"

"Steven, it's not worth it."

Just drag him out of it Y/n, I trust you, you can do that.

Steven would still be so mad tho, he usually comes back with a sassy answer if the victim is himself, but if it's you, he won't allow that.

He'll also comfort you afterwards because he's afraid you'll overthink it.

"Love, you shouldn't think too much about that nonesense; it's not true!"

🍓 Marc Spector 🍓

He thinks he misheard it at first.

Who does this dude standing here think he is? God?.

"Are you trying to pick a fight with me?" Marc said, his eyes darkened, but the guy kept being cocky.

"So what? I'm just saying what is true."

That would be Marc's final straw; he's done being a nice guy.

"You sound of a bitch" Marc muttered the sentence before gripping that man's collar and pushing him up near the closet wall.

"MARC DON'T-" (Here we see Y/n trying her best to convince Marc but failing)

"You think you're the shit, huh? You think you can just go around saying that?"

Oh lawd Marc 🫣🫣

He's very serious, and if that man doesn't say sorry to you, he might just as well use his fist to get to the point.

IM SORRY but that's how I imagine Marc would react; he's not scared to get his hands dirty.

🍓 Jake Lockley 🍓

Ummm.....do I even need to say???

Jake is like a dark, glooming bear that always follows you, and he's only left to buy a pack of cigarettes for 5 minutes.

How in the world is it that when he comes back, someone is already yelling insults at you??

He cursed in Spanish seeing that

We already know Marc is violent, but JAKE?

Chile... anyway so

He would pretend to let it go shortly after and tell Y/n "Let's go home."

But of course he lied.

"Oh, I forgot I have to meet up with some of my friends, would you mind going home alone?"

"No it's fine, I can go back alone" Y/n can't seems to noticed anything strange.

"Good girl"

AhEM, so when Jake is sure you're far gone, he will track down the person who insulted you.

"Do you mind having a little chat somewhere else? Just you and me?".

""Woah woah dude, I'm not going anywhere with you."

"You WILL" Jake then drag that person into a small alley to teach them a lesson.

I'm saying his reaction would be similar to Marc, the only difference is that he doesn't fight in front of YOU

#steven grant x y/n #steven grant x reader #steven grant x you #marc spector x y/n #marc spector x reader #marc spector x you #jake lockley x y/n #jake lockley x you #jake lockley x reader #moon knight x reader #moon knight headcanon #moon knight imagine #the moon boys #the moon boys x reader

275 notes · View notes

t4kalcvr · 11 months

Text

BEHIND THE PHONE — s. kita smau

[ posted : June 18, 7:47 pm ]

CHAPTER 1. Oh lawd.

You faced toward the window to prevent your face from being visible to the camera.

“A little more.” Chizuko advised.

You turned your head slowly until you heard her shout, “stop! Perfect.” she stuck her tongue out as she concentrated.

“Got it!” you heard the click of her camera.

You stayed in that position, simply admiring the scenery outside as you did so.

There were a lot of people out today. And it wasn’t unusual, just always fascinating. However, you spotted a few gentleman walking by, you don’t know why they caught your attention but they did.

One of them, with a fox like gaze seemed to have felt your own as he looked over. He seemed to have been mentioning you, or the cafe you were in, to his friends since the rest of them turned around.

They began walking over, they were probably talking about the cafe then, you assumed.

As they strolled in, you heard them whispering, not what they were discussing but why are they whispering anyways?

“Zuko..” you mumbled. She hummed a response. “One of those guys looks familiar. Do you know from where?” you asked.

She shook her head, “Not that I know of.” she took one last photo. “But I’m done now, so let’s take our coffee and snacks and go!” she walked over to you.

You gave her a simple chuckle, almost forgetting about the strangers. But you couldn’t help but feel a stronger gaze hitting you.

previous // master list // next

Note :: none.

Tag list 🏷️ :: @idkanymorebuthere

44 notes · View notes

lutawolf · 2 years

Text

Love In the Air Ep 4 Review & Running Commentary

Gif credit goes to @bfjeff Here we go again! Are we ready to see more Kink? Well I'm here to bring you the break down. If you haven't read my previous reviews that go over the D/s aspect as well as the No kink, please check that out here.

Ahh, I'm nervous. What a fucking wimp I'm being. Have I mentioned on the masochistic side of things, I like physical pain not emotional pain? I like to emotionally dish out the pain, that's my Sadist but I can't take it. Nope. Nope. Okay, fuck me, lets go.

Brotherly love, showing some concern and then talking about the big boss. Okay, so Payu is saying that he won't bring Rain to the race. Then we jump to where Rain suddenly has food and is eating. Payu just sitting doing the Dom Simp thing. "Just so you know, I don't date underage kids." Boy, you've been dating him so you know he isn't underage. What you try to do here. Rain tells him he is already 19, to which Payu says that means he can kiss him. Rain reminds him that they already had and Payu said it doesn't count because he only tasted blood. Bitch shut up! You know you liked it. Do not tell me of all the kinks you've got that blood isn't one of them. Sir, I'm about to remove your Sadist card.

Gif credit goes to @gunsatthaphan Look at you Rain. You've come a long way from a clueless sub. He wants his kisses. His eyes are closed and he is ready for it. And that mother fucking SADIST tells him he shouldn't come here anymore. Rain isn't okay, I'm not okay, and don't talk to me if you're okay because you can go kick rocks with Payu. Rain tells Payu to not joke like that and goes on to tell him all the things he won't do any more. Nope, Nope, I can't handle this episode. Where is the fast forward button? "Please don't forbid me from coming here." Ugh! I like to see my submissives beg but it's at me, where I have control. This sucks and not in a good way either. "Listen Rain, I'm not annoyed with you. Didn't I tell you that I wanted you to balance your time? You're only on your first year but what's it gonna be like after this? Before you design a house, you have to design your life first. And if you are really serious about pursuing me... You need to understand that I don't want a spur of the moment relationship." I mean at least he is telling him that he wants a serious relationship with him but still. I don't care if I saw this coming. I don't give a shit that as a Dom I would and have done the same thing. That was me in control. Pouts "If you can't be responsible for your own life. How can I expect a more serious relationship?" That comforting touch of the hand. I'm not a sub so fuck you Payu. Hard eye rolls "This is how I am. If you can't accept it then don't come here again." Okay so to be fair at this point he is laying some guidelines. Though he isn't saying, I'm a Dom and I will hold the control. He is saying he is a Dom and he holds the control and you need to make a choice on if you can accept this.

"What if I can prove that I can be responsible! Can I come here again?" "Not until you prove it to me first. For now, finish your dinner and sleep over tonight. I'll send you home tomorrow." Now I've mentioned this in an ASK. Payu tested Rain, did you see that lean in to kiss and Rain going for it. At that point he knows that Rain is all in and that he isn't going anywhere. He has a plan and he is guiding Rain into not only doing what he wants but recognizing what he wants. He needs to agree to this. Now just because I understand it doesn't mean I have to like it. huff

Warm Me With Your Heart

Look at P' Som trying to be helpful. Poor sad sub. Oh lawd, she's one of those. Interested only when you show you aren't. Bestie gonna stick around and do the Bestie thing. See this is how my Besties are, sarcastic assholes but always there when I really need them. Sky never questioned that Rain was interested in a guy, he isn't surprised that Rain doesn't like Ple anymore. He knows his friend, he saw it coming and he's ready to help. Love you Sky! "Do you like P' Payu? Think about it and then tell me. Because no one knows your heart better than you do. Ugh! Goosebumps, I've never said something like this to you before." I can't wait till you have to take your own advice Sky!!! Sky, you so smiley. Damn, look what some good dick did for you. Get a little something something and it's sunshine and rainbows. Tell me that isn't you @victooooorious.

"I just don't want to let you down." That is a sub mentality through and through. In general they don't like to let people down. I mean you saw Rain with his teacher but their Dom.... Oh baby. Look a brat will push limits in the name of fun or wanting attention but they don't want to disappoint or let their Dom down. I mean it's a true mental state of being, they would rather walk over hot coals. I've had people ask my husband "Man what is your problem, will she beat you if you don't do what she told you?" Him "I would be okay if she did that. It's worse."

Sig is a straight up hoot. So it looks like we're doing a couple of days break. That's not surprising. Is it bad that I'm getting enjoyment out of Payu's suffering? Shhh... I know I'm weird. I hang out with a lot of brats vs Doms. Cause fuck the pissing contests. It's made me bias. It doesn't help that Rain totally reminds me of @suga4mycoffee cause you were such a baby sub when we met. Absolutely fucking adorable. Anyways, back to the show. Payu being like, I ain't telling you shit. This my business. Is he a Scorpio? I bet he's a Scorpio.

Aww. Poor sad baby sub. Rain get your ass over here and fix it. Sky got "I told you so" written all over his face. Shut up and do the heart to heart. I need to get to the good part. "I still don't know if I like him." Rain! You is a white crayon, you is! "All I know is, I don't want to give up." You are the most infuriating pain in the ass. 👀👀👀 Why do I still find him adorable?!?! Apparently so does Sky. We're a masochists your honor. He reminds Rain that he never gives up and that this is something that he really likes about him. "I'm gonna prove to him I can do it!" There we go, you just needed a pep talk. "No big deal. Just buy me ice-cream." hahahaha.

Woot! Here we go! Look at you not letting Payu bother you. Go Rain Go! Also, I would like to point out how much effort it takes me to make the sub's name capitalized because typically only the Dom's name is capitalized. This is to indicate the imbalance. Aww, poor Overachieving Engineer has to give the bad news. You shall not enter. Ahh, do it Rain. Yes, you did tell him not to come here but Bitch he isn't listening. Cause you got to accept him to be his Dom. Ha Bitch Ha. Seriously though, rain is still recognizing him as his Dom. He might not be doing what Payu wants but even subs can disagree and give a counter argument. He is still keeping a soft respectful tone though. He is cute! And he sucker punched! I love it! "I just want to see your face." See, he takes up very little space. Bye now. You were expecting this. Just give in. You get to see him..

Oh, good boy. Mr. Lube tells him that the brother okayed him going in the office, but Rain immediately shakes his head. "But P' Payu told me not to." See, he knows who commands he follows. Rain only gives in when he finds out that Payu is using his brother as cover. Ahh the cutesy brat voice "Thank you, P' Payu. You're so handsome and kind." so adorable.

"If I thought he'd run away, I wouldn't have been this invested." And this is how a Dom thinks. We have walls a mile high and you might think your over them but you aren't. Only those that have proven themselves will get that honor but once we are invested. We are just as much ride or die bitches as our counterpart. "A fighter like him really suits you." The brother has it right though. "Whose smitten with who. The love struck one isn't the boy, but you big brother."

Sky asks why Rain is working at his home and Rain explains that he would rather be working than driving. Plus, afterwards he can stop at the garage. Sorry Ple, nope. Aw, look at the smitten Dom helping out. lol, yes, he is seducing you. That stomach is so seductive. Wait a minute and you might get a glimpse of ankle. I'M FUCKING DEAD. SOMEBODY KILL THE BROTHER! We were having a moment and you ruined it. sobs Praise is everything to a brat. They need it to thrive. So, while he is commanding Rains life and discipling him, he is also balancing it. Rain is happy right now, thrilled.

My subs are messing up. What the fuck is going on. Okay, know that we've got that fixed. Back to our regularly scheduled programing. Rain completes his work and rather than sleep he heads to Payu. Payu trying to be the good Dom and make sure that his sub has done what he needs to, to you know graduate to the next level. But baby bro has Dom bro's number and offers to teach Rain how to ride a motorcycle since Payu is busy. He also put a hand on Rain. HAHAHAH go, baby bro, go. Payu says he's got this and takes Rain away. That was hot. I enjoyed it.

Oh, Payu you better reward the good boy for that. He recognized that he didn't ask you in advance and show up unannounced. Recognized that you have work and tells you that he'll head out. He accepted and recognized your guidelines. You better fucking reward that shit! Okay, you're grabbing him and not letting him go. Good Dom. Look at you. Gonna get your work done and take him to dinner. Yup, yup. I'm melting, I'm melting, gaaaaaaaaaaah. Ahahahaha, they kissed, and it was such a fucking sweet kiss and then Payu told him thank you. I sound like a mother fucking dumbass right now.

Ahh, do you see it. That little bit of encouragement was everything to Rain and became something he could lean on. The D/s relationship is an imbalance of power but that doesn't mean it doesn't balance. The Dom needs a sub for different reasons that the sub needs the Dom but they both need what the other gives. Maybe Rain would have gotten his shit together without Payu but it's not likely with his personality. We have the type of personality where a sub really needs that guidance, and the Dom really needs to be able to guide someone. To have that control but by doing so we even out. Think of it as ADHD, which there is a correlation, but I digress. Your mind works differently and therefor you adapt yourself to fit how your mind works. It isn't like other people but me with music on, tv on, and typing up this review all at the same time, works for me.

Oh no... He forgot his charger. Bad Dom, Bad. Our treasures are dependent on us and that's something we take on when we agree to this. I never not answer my husband's phone call or any of my submissives. You signed up for this. I wanna reach through the tv and smack him.

Rain's waiting in the rain. Payu gets upset, all what if you get sick. 👀👀👀 by the way, am I missing something? Why does rain make people sick in Thailand? It's been raining since May here and I let my kids play in it. What am I missing? And there I go again, BIRD! Fucking little baby Jezebel. That was a beautiful speech Rain and really, I'm far too old to be admiring both of you wet. Look at that smirk. Who's a happy boy. Oh, well speaking of wet. Is anyone not wet at this point? Fans self "Naughty boy, constantly stirring my heart." See, Dom males know themselves and make decisions fast. Most of the male Doms I know, honestly know very quickly when they've met the right one.

Here we go, you are seeing the No Kink in full swing. He does not want Payu to get out of the bathtub. He wants Payu to persuade him. But Payu isn't really throwing on the charm which is what a brat tamer does. They don't call us charming Doms for nothing. Ahhh, because he recognizes he was a BAD DOM. Baby sub might not recognize you owe him an apology, but you do. More No Kink and there is the charm. Yessssssssssssss. That's doing it right.

Can't tell me home boy isn't turned on. You could cut ice with those nipples. Trust me, I'm not complaining. I'm just pointing out the obvious. Ohhh, the leg over the should is hot. Like eyes rolled back in the head hot.

P'Payu commands Rain. "Rain belongs to P'Payu now, let me hear you say it." To which Rain quickly responds to his Dom. "Rain belongs to P'Payu." Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck, that was beautiful. Excuse me why I go squeee. Seriously. Did you guys make it all the way to the end with me? I feel like you deserve a treat for that, but I don't know what I could give you. As always, thank you so much. I appreciate it more than you know. 💜💜💜

#love in the air the series #love in the air series #love in the air kink #luta opinions #luta talks kink #coconuts mafia

298 notes · View notes