#so I just really wanted to wear that lipstick which I originally got on a whim for myself and not to wear anywhere coz it’s kind of a lot
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valentines sucks
— in which y/n’s original valentine’s day plans fall through and leah decides to take her out herself.
pairings - leah williamson x female reader
warnings - minor swearing but that’s about it really
a/n - an early valentine’s day post because i have the patience of a three year old, here’s some fluff for the lovely day 💐💒
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“Babe wake up.” shaking the body next to you in bed, you was answered with grumbles before you could hear faint snores again. “Baby, come on get up, it’s valentine’s day!” With a reluctant sigh, the man next to you shifted so his upper body was pressed against the headboard, rubbing his eyes for a brief second.
“here.” an excited grin covered your face as you handed him a red envelope and a neatly wrapped present. “well go on; open it.”
the brown haired boy peeled open the envelope, revealing a handmade card covered in red lipstick kisses and cut-out hearts made from card. “To Tobias, happy valentine’s day, i love you, thanks for another year together, love y/n.” He placed down the card and reached for the present, tearing the wrapping paper open to reveal a homemade scrapbook. “Look inside, theres a surprise.” At this point you was itching with anticipation, personally you thought you’d outdone yourself with the valentine’s day gifts this year and couldn’t wait to get your boyfriend’s reaction.
Tobias pulled out a folded piece of paper, opening it up you watched as he read the words on the page. “We’re going Canada?” He looked confused. “Well I know it’s always been one of the places you’ve wanted to go, plus you said you had some family down there so I thought this is the perfect opportunity to go visit them.”
“y/n I don’t know what to say.” The olive skinned boy replied as he looked over the piece of paper again. “Hm most people normally say thank you.” You laughed as you moved closer to him. “Do you like it?”
Pulling himself out of his thoughts, he gave a weak smile and nodded. Oblivious to his change in demeanour, you pressed your lips to his pulling him in for a short but sweet kiss.
“Okay my turn!” now crossing your legs and holding your hands out, you shut your eyes.
“Oh..uhm..shit yeah.” Tobias got up off the bed, walking back and forth as he tried to find something to give you. A fun fact you should know about Tobias; he’s a pretty shitty person - you just failed to acknowledge it at this point. “Listen y/n-“ He sunk back onto the mattress. Opening your eyes you notice he’s looking anywhere but you. “You forgot didn’t you?” The lack of response told you everything you needed to know, your mood instantly deflating.
Scoffing, you got up out of bed and made your way into the bathroom. “y/n wait I can make it up to you.” Tobias rang out but you were choosing to ignore him.
Whipping out your phone, you decide to text your fellow teammates/friends:
y/n - he’s only gone and forgot again, i’m at a loss for words, valentines sucks
meado - you deserve better y/n i’m sorry
geo stanway - break up with him! break up with him!
y/n - you say it like it’s easy
elton - do you want me to come and twat him?
lee lee - be ready in 15 mins, wear something warm.
Despite the curiosity, you follow the defenders instructions, throwing on some light wash jeans and a beige jumper, finishing off the look with a matching beanie. Unlocking the door, you find yourself face to face with Tobias. “Where are you going?”
“Out. Also i’d appreciate if you weren’t here when I get back, I think it’s best we both have some space.” With that you leave the room, grab your bag and leave the apartment.
You didn’t have to wait for Leah for long, you was only stood outside your apartment complex for a couple of minutes before you caught a glimpse that famous blonde hair. “My car’s around the corner, come on let’s go.”
“Hello y/n, hello Leah, it’s nice to see you, it’s nice to see you too. And they say chivalry is dead.” You said sarcastically as the older girl was already turning around to head back to her Audi. She pauses, waiting for you to catch up “Sorry, it’s just we’re on a bit of a time limit.”
You raised your eyebrows quizzically, “care to tell me where we’re going? and why I had to dress warm,”
She glances you up and down before smiling like a mischievous kid “Nope and Nope, you look beautiful though.” You could feel the blush creeping up on your cheeks at the compliment. “Leah Williamson: The charmer.”
“Always.” The blonde winked at you before opening the car door and sliding into the drivers seat. “Mind if I connect my phone to play music?” Leah shook her head and you started pressing all sorts of buttons on the touchscreen device. Eventually you got up CarPlay with it displaying Leah’s last played song “‘I see the light’, Seriously? How old are you?”
It was the blue-eyed girls turn to blush now, witnessing a sense of embarrassment come over her. “Hey it’s a good song from a great film, i’m going to ignore your judging.”
You raise your hands up in defence “No judging - I actually think it’s quite cute. In fact it gives me even more evidence for my ‘leah williamson is actually a massive softie’ list i’m compiling.” She gives you a stern look but you know she’s only playing and you continue to shuffle songs until you come across one you like.
The car journey was pleasant and entertaining, talking about pretty much anything and everything along with a quick game of would you rather. Conversation flowed easily between the two of you, it’s probably why you liked being around the taller girl so much. Leah parked up and the two of you got out the vehicle. “Hold my hand?” You accepted the extended arm and laced your fingers with hers, choosing not to acknowledge how right it felt.
Syncing up steps, Leah guided you towards an area that got noisier the closer you got, nonetheless brighter. “Welcome to London’s biggest funfair.” The blonde announced.
“How on earth did you know I always wanted to come here?!” Looking around, you could see a multitude of various rides and mini-game stalls, not to mention your ultimate favourite; the ferris wheel. “I listen y/n, that’s how.” Just that sentence alone sent your stomach flipping. “What do you propose we do first?”
Scanning around, you take notice of the bumper cars and smirk to yourself “How about a good olé head-to-head at bumper cars?”
The mention of competition was enough to get Leah to agree, trailing along behind you to get in the queue. She was so going to win.
Now as it turned out, she in fact did not win, and instead is complaining of whiplash. “Stupid pissing game.” She grumbled causing you to snicker “it’s alright Lee, i’m sure after another one..or one hundred goes you’ll be able to have a chance at beating me.”
Lots of games later, you sat yourselves on a bench, holding one of the greatest inventions known to man. “I can’t believe you’ve never had warm donuts, you’ve been missing out.” You weren’t being dramatic when you felt a piece of yourself shatter when Leah told you she’s never tried the popular carnival dessert. “They’ve just never really appealed to me.”
“And that ladies and gentlemen is what is wrong with society today.” Opening the box and letting the smell hit you, you broke a donut in half, holding it out for Leah to take a bite out of. You watched as the blonde ate the sugary treat and widened her eyes “Okay they’re gorgeous.” She revealed as she went for the other half.
“Tell me something I don’t know.”
“Hey do you mind waiting here for a few minutes, I’ve got to go do something real quick.” The defender got up off the table and waited for your approval before actually leaving. Once you nodded, she was off in the opposite direction, leaving you with just the now empty donut box and both of your belongings.
However, after around ten minutes she returned, holding something behind her back. “Okay close your eyes and put your hands out.” Following her orders you do exactly that, feeling a soft weight now in your possession. Taking a look, in your hands was a small brown bear with a heart attached to its claws. “Happy Valentine’s day y/n.” Leah spoke softly and your heart was beating faster than it does when playing a match. “Lee you didn’t have to do that you know.”
“I know, but I wanted to. Also, I had to win something to make up for the bumper cars.”
You shook your head smiling “Oh so it wasn’t a cute little gift, it was to restore your overinflated ego.” quirking a brow, it was Leah’s turn to smile like a little kid “Guess you could say we got the best of both worlds.”
You both decided you should probably start to head back. But not before riding the ferris wheel that is, heading over to the massive thing hand in hand.
Once secured in by a metal bar, you wait for the ride to commence. “Can I ask a question?” You turn to look at the girl next to you, she nodded. “Why did bring me here? why did you even take me out at all?” It was Valentine’s day after all, you guys weren’t dating, you was sure she had people higher up on her list she wanted to see today of all days.
“You need to leave him y/n.” The sentence was stated so effortlessly but you couldn’t help but feel a punch to the gut sensation. “you deserve better.”
“He never used to be like this.” You mumbled under your breath but the blonde still caught it, deciding just to drop the matter.
“What’s with the love of funfairs anyways?” Leah asked, gripping onto the bar harder now you were at the very top of the contraption.
“My dad used to bring me to them all the time as a little kid. My mum was always travelling the country with work so I guess it was his way of getting me to cheer up. Not to mention he would always win me a stuffed animal and then we’d end the day with the warm donuts. You smiled at the memory. “Then he got sick and we stopped coming.” It still stung a little when you reminisce over your father’s diagnosis and how you watched him deteriorate with each and every hospital visit.
“I’m sorry y/n, i didn’t mean to bring him u-“ You cut in, “No it’s okay don’t worry, you remind me of him a lot actually.”
The skipper looked at you confused “Do I?”
“Well he was very kind, funny, determined and not to forget sometimes arrogant - all characteristics you share.” Leah swatted your arm, “I’m not that arrogant.”
“Oh yes you definitely are.” Chuckling as you intertwined your arms. “But I wouldn’t change you for the world if that makes you feel better.”
“It does make me feel better actually.”
Now you were sat in the car on the way home, scrolling through socials on your phone. Leah was concentrating on the road, cursing out the odd ‘dickhead’ or ‘twat’ here and there. “Do you reckon if I post a picture of us at the funfair on my instagram we’ll get floods of dating accusations?” Ever since being in the public eye you’ve been very careful about what you chose to share on your social media; people are like vultures and you’re the bait. According to articles and fan pages, you’ve dated everyone on your squad and more, some have even suggested your relationship with Tobias is a pr stunt, but your personal favourite is that you’re apparently pregnant because you had a break from social media for a few months.
“All the fans already assume we have a thing going on. Post it if you like.” The older girl was right, back when you transferred to arsenal three years ago up until this day fans have always had their conspiracy theories around the pair, you never played into it however, just letting them think what they think, sending them into frenzies if a post was ever made with the two of you together.
Humming in agreement, you start crafting out your post, thinking of an appropriate caption before pressing share. “Done.”
Another twenty minutes or so had passed and you could tell you were getting closer to home, recognising certain buildings. It was around this time when Leah had started very quietly singing along to the song playing through the speakers. The blue-eyed girl had a very pretty voice in your opinion and you often didn’t understand why she felt embarrassed singing in front of people.
You continued to watch the girl, a genuine smile making its way to your lips.
put your lips close to mine
as long as they don’t touch
out of focus, eye to eye
‘til the gravity’s too much
i’ll do anything you say
if you say it with your hands
Now you don’t know if it was the way she was singing the lyrics, or the way the sunlight was bouncing off her face to give her a gorgeous sun-kissed look, or how every so often she’d make eye contact with you and smile. But somehow, all you wanted to do was-
“Okay pretty, we’re here.” Pulling you out of your little daydream, you looked out the window to see you was in fact outside your apartment.
“Okay well thank you for doing this for me today, it means a lot.” Leaning across the gearstick, you pulled her in for a side hug.
Your name has echoed through my mind
And I just think you should, think you should know
That nothing safe is worth the drive
And I would follow you, follow you home
I'll follow you, follow you home
You pulled back to look at the defender, examining her whole face. She watched as your eyes flicked down to her lips, and back up. It could have just been both of your imaginations, but the tension was thick. You could drop a pin and you’re convinced you would hear it.
You found yourself leaning in, faces only inches apart now. The thing that shocked you the most was that Leah made no attempt to move back, instead she kept her gaze firmly locked on yours.
“Sorry for what I’m about to do.” Were the final words you breathed out before pressing your lips on the defenders. It started out light, almost afraid if you applied anymore pressure, she’d back away. But those fears were squashed when you felt a pair of lips kiss you back, this time with more intent.
You could feel a warm hand travel to the back of your neck, pulling you closer if that was even possible. Running a hand through her blonde locks you felt a smile playing at the girls lips as she continued to kiss back.
Pulling apart your chest was heaving. Suddenly hyper aware of your surroundings you wave her goodbye and exit the car, taking one last look at Leah before practically running up the steps to your building.
Once inside, you reach for the phone in your pocket that has just buzzed. Unlocking it you see you have one new message.
from: lee lee
break up with him.
#leah williamson x reader#woso#leah williamson#arsenal women#arsenal wfc#lionesses#england lionesses#y/n#when is it my turn#i want a gf#i want a boyfriend#just cried#treacherous#taylor swift#taylor swift lyrics#leah williamson x you#leah williamson x y/n
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I forgot how good of a coping mechanism(stim?regulator/??) that doing makeup is until I just did makeup the other day coz I knew I’d need a moral boost to get through the day and something to focus on while I did other stuff. then reminded again today when I knew I needed something to steel my nerves for the rest of the day & to make stuff easier. I felt way better about stuff and it’s making me remember I was gonna get more makeup stuff and I just keep forgetting which is problematic considering how helpful makeup is for me
#thoughts#Oni talks#I did all pink color coding with a reject dress for the wedding and a lipstick I forgot to bring/decided against bringing#that I wish I would have brought coz it would’ve been perfect for one of the outfits#so I just really wanted to wear that lipstick which I originally got on a whim for myself and not to wear anywhere coz it’s kind of a lot#but I find myself wearing it all the time by myself coz it’s just nice idk#and then today I did all purple#and either yesterday or the day before I decided ti be goth with my fancy shirt#which also reminds me i wanna get more of those clothes especially since I was watching this one YouTuber#where they talk about history and also wear historical fashion and it’s an aesthetic I aspire ti because it’s just so good??#and we look vaguely similar too so I know it’s an achievable aesthetic which makes me want the clothes even more#oni talks#the only downside to makeup is that I have to take it off#but yeah again today I was realizing I need to get more stuff partially bc some of my stuff is ridiculously old so it’s kinda weird#& I’m unsure if I should still be using some of it tbh + I’m almost out of some stuff#and the other stuff just doesn’t have enough colors? especially since I like doing color themed things which just yeah#the problem is actually shopping for makeup is surprisingly hard bc I never know wtf to get#also still sad I lost some of my favorite makeups and I lost stuff again and idk where it went :(#I really should learn more about makeup as well but learning hard#I’ve found I also am always torn on whether or not I wanna do mascara bc I really love how it looks but it’s the WORST to clean#like genuinely hate trying to remove mascara it also messes with my eyelashes and just blegh#but like at the same time most looks never look complete without it so??#I also gotta get more lips bc as I said I like color theming and I just don’t have many colors that aren’t like basic af#except maybe blue I had a ton of blue for some reason but that was one of the things I lost! I tried to find this one lipstick the other day#since it’s the darkest lipstick I own and I wanted to be goth but I couldn’t find it and purple didn’t work so I had to do red#and like yes red works with everything but it also gets boring after a while ok#I also probably should get new brushes and eyeliner bc my eyeliner is… rough tbh#I thought I ordered a new eyeliner but idk if they actually delivered it tbh#makeup is one of those things I don’t buy for a really long time and then the one time I do I get a bunch#and then I don’t get any for like a bunch more time again
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except me pt 2
A/N: Another smutty Emily fic! Sorry this one took me like...two months. I have no excuse lmao.
Summary: This is the second part to Except Me which can be read here! Reader goes to Emily's after work and fun ensues ;)
Word Count: 5.4k
Warnings below the cut!
Warnings: thigh grinding, restraints, anal plugs, mommy kink, praise kink, some slight degradation, strap-ons, squirting (if you squint)
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The work day seemed to drag on after your encounter with Emily in her office. You tried to focus on your paperwork, tried to keep your eyes from straying towards her office, but you were struggling. You left work around five, wanting to go home and freshen up before heading towards Emily’s apartment.
As you finished your shower, where you took extra time to exfoliate, shave, and moisturize, you got a text from your boss that accelerated your heartbeat.
Emily: Arrive by seven, no later. When you get here, come in and follow the directions on the counter.
You could already feel the excitement bubbling up at the prospect of what the night was going to bring, so you just liked the text and finished getting ready. You did your makeup a little heavier, smokier around the eyes, a dark red lipstick adorning your lips. You opted for a simple black lace set of undergarments, figuring it wouldn’t be on too long to make a real difference, and a simple white cotton shirt and jeans.
You left your place with enough time to get to Emily’s slightly before seven, not wanting to start the night off on the wrong foot. When you opened her door, you could hear a slight thumping bass echoing from further in the apartment. Your eyes scanned the main entryway, not seeing Emily. Walking to the counter in the kitchen, you saw a note folded in half with your name on it in Emily’s loopy scrawl and a gift bag beside it. Opening the note, you felt your already fast heart rate speed up even more.
“Be a good girl for me, angel, and take off everything you’re wearing and put on what I’ve bought for you. Meet me upstairs when you’re ready. Second door on the left.”
Going through the gift bag, you gasped at the high quality material of the lingerie, the color seemingly black in the low light of the apartment. Bringing the garment fully out of the bag, you saw that it was actually a very dark green, a color that was one of your favorites and went well with your skin tone. The lingerie was more intricate than you originally speculated. The entire set matched completely, from the panties to the bra to the garter. There were multiple criss-crossing lines and a hint of a floral pattern on the main pieces that covered your privates. It was complex, but still sophisticated without being too much. A matching satin robe was also in the bag.
You got dressed quickly, placing your clothes on the counter folded up. You wouldn’t be needing them for a while.
You took a deep breath, centering yourself before beginning the climb up the stairs to where Emily was waiting for you. As you got closer to the room, you could smell a light, fragrant smell and see the flickering of the candle light from the hallway.
With one more deep breath, you walked into the room.
Your breath immediately caught in your lungs, stuttering out in a rapid staccato beat.
Emily was lounging in an oversize, plush chair in the corner of her room reading a book. Her hair was down, a slight wave to it from being exposed to the air all day. She, too, had on a satin robe, hiding whatever was underneath. You wondered if her apparel matched yours or differed. To be honest, you weren’t sure you really even cared that much. You’d enjoy taking it off, though.
But what had you absolutely hypnotized were the glasses that adorned her face, simple in shape, but drawing attention to her beautiful eyes. The frames sat a little lower on the bridge of her nose, having fallen slightly while her head was tilted down reading.
“You’re staring, pretty girl,” Emily’s voice brought you out of your ogling.
“You expect me not to? When you look like that?”
Emily smirked, her eyes flicking over the pages, trying to equalize her attention between you and her book.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m wearing a robe. Nothing much to gawk at.”
You cleared your throat, your toes scrunching up in the carpet beneath your feet. Breathily, you said, “it’s the glasses.”
At that, Emily slowly closed her book, her eyes glancing up at you from under the lenses. Her pupils were dark, or so you thought, with the lighting in the room being what it was. She looked….hungry. Like she was assessing you.
“Is that so?” She placed the book on the table beside the chair. She crossed her legs, putting each of her arms on the arms of the chair. She looked every bit of a woman in charge, a queen on a plush throne.
You swallowed heavily. The temperature of the room felt like it increased five degrees with the way that Emily was looking at you. You nodded, already not trusting your voice to be steady.
Emily tilted her head to the side, pulling her glasses off, bringing the temple piece that wrapped around her ear to between her teeth, a mischievous smile pulling at her lips. “Do me a favor and take that robe off. Slowly.”
A deep inhale through your nose, you reached towards the tie of the robe, dragging it carefully between each finger, feeling the satin heat with each pass. Deliberately, you tugged the tie loose, letting the robe fall gently open. You watched as Emily’s eyes tracked every movement as the robe opened, but still kept most of the lingerie covered. With the tie undone, you drew your hands up the open sides of the robe, thoughtfully brushing your pinkies against your already hardened nipples. You let your head fall back slightly as you pulled the robe down your shoulders lazily, taking your time in exposing each inch of you. As more and more skin came into view, you watched as Emily’s grip tightened on the arm rests of the chair, as if she wanted to reach out and rip the robe from your body.
You paused for a second, waiting for Emily’s eyes to catch yours before dropping the robe completely. Emily managed to keep eye contact with you for a few seconds after the robe hit the floor, but curiosity got the better of her, her eyes languidly caressing each miniscule part of you. You watched as her eyes traveled each intricate strap of your lingerie, taking in how well it complemented your figure. You watched as she swallowed, her tongue tracing her lower lip before her eyes met yours again.
“You look absolutely delicious, baby.”
Emily’s use of pet names were a sure fire way to get you to melt into the perfect headspace for the evening ahead. It made you feel special, looked after, and most importantly, hers. You’ve always enjoyed just the right amount of possessiveness with your partners; a way to finally feel like you belong to someone who will take care of you.
“Thank you,” you all but whispered.
Emily took another second to let her eyes travel over your body before beckoning you to her. “Come here,” she said, pointing to the floor in front of her. She placed her glasses on the table beside the chair.
You walked slowly across the carpet, keeping eye contact with her the whole time. As you neared, Emily uncrossed her legs and gestured to the spot between them. Stopping between her legs, her hands lightly gripped your hips, keeping you in place.
Emily took a quick breath, her thumbs rubbing circles on the sides of the lingerie, feeling the straps and lace. She looked up at you, which made you feel powerful, like you were controlling the shots. Even though you knew that she was absolutely in control. “Are you sure about this? We don’t have to go further if you don’t want to. We can stop at any time.”
You smiled briefly, your hand coming up and tilting her chin upwards to get a better look at her. To make sure she heard you when you spoke. “I’m sure. I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t. I want you to do whatever you want to me, Em.” Your thumb caressed her bottom lip, smiling a little when her tongue flicked over it. “But you better believe when you’re done I get my turn.”
Emily let out an almost silent moan, but you caught it. She took a deep breath. “Anything I should know before starting? Anything off the table?”
You decided she’d been talking enough. The checking in was cute, sweet even, but you were pretty sure your panties were already ruined. You leaned down and kissed her softly. “I’m pretty sure we’re on the same page. I’ll stop you if I’m uncomfortable. Stoplight to check in, red and vanilla are my hard stops. Now touch me before I do it myself.”
At that, Emily let out an almost animalistic growl. She roughly grabbed your waist, sliding back in the chair and pulling you onto her thigh. What you couldn’t see underneath her robe previously was a silicone grinder, a small oval pad with various bumps and ridges on it that was strapped to her thigh. Emily immediately forced your hips down and back and forth, which made you very aware of how these bumps felt against your clit.
“Ride me, babygirl.”
Your hands shot out to Emily’s shoulders as your hips started moving back and forth. You could feel the silicone ridges through your panties, which were already soaked. The feel of the fabric and the texture of the bumpy silicone was already driving you a little crazy. It was causing just enough pressure to rile you up, but you weren’t sure you’d be able to cum just from this.
Emily sat back, her hands moving towards your knees, rubbing the skin there. “Look at you. You’ve been here less than ten minutes and you’re already desperate to cum.” She caught your wild, wide eyes. “Such a whore for me and I’ve barely touched you.”
The moan you let out was desperate, echoing how you were already feeling. “Please, Em,” you said, gripping her hair in your hand, tilting her head back so you could meet her lips in a frenzied kiss. Your tongue brushed over hers, tasting the wine she’d had when she got home from work and something that was just Emily.
She pulled back, a little breathlessly, stopping the frantic movements of your hips. “Off, baby. Take off the lingerie.”
You were panting, not wanting to stop your movements. But the idea of the silicone rubbing directly against your wet, swollen clit was more than enough to get you to get up. You basically tore the lingerie off, not caring where it ended up on the floor. Before she could even say anything else, you were taking Emily’s robe off, too, wanting to see what she had on underneath it.
As you slid the robe from her shoulders, your breath caught again. Emily was wearing a matching deep red lace set of bra and panties. You caught her eyes again as your pussy remade contact with the silicone strapped to her strong thigh. “You’re beautiful, you know,” you said, your hands resting lightly on the exposed skin of her chest right above her breasts.
She smiled lightly, her hands making their way back to your now unclothed body. “You are too, pretty girl. And you’re going to be even more beautiful when you cum for me over and over and over again.” Her hands circled your waist, each hand grabbing at your ass. “Now move.”
Your hips immediately began a brutal pace, the feeling of the ridges and lumps of the silicone feeling much more intense after taking off your panties. Each movement forward and backward dragged your clit against them, creating the most delicious friction that was rubbing against you in just the right ways. With each movement, you were pushed that much closer to tumbling over the edge, the familiar tightening in your lower belly telling you that you were close.
“Look at you, how you’re dripping for me. You’re already so close.” Emily’s hands traveled up your body, her thumbs brushing across your hardened nipples. As her fingers began pulling on them, she growled out, “now be a good little slut and cum for me, baby.”
The fact that Emily already knew how to push you closer to cumming, the way she knew how to touch you, the way her voice had deepened, becoming almost gravelly, you couldn’t help but follow her directions. Your head tilted back, your spine arching towards her, as you moaned loudly, “fuck, mommy!”
You continued to ride Emily’s thigh through your first orgasm, feeling your juices spread over the silicone toy. As you came down from the high, you realized what you said and embarrassingly brought your head back up and looked at Emily.
Emily’s eyes had dilated to the point where there was no color left in them, her chest heaving with quick breaths. “What did you just call me?”
Your eyes shifted to the side, not wanting to meet hers. You cleared your throat a little, bringing your bottom lip between your teeth. “Mommy.”
Emily brought her body flush against yours, the lace of her bra brushing against your breasts. Her hand captured your chin, forcing you to look at her. “That’s right, little girl.” Her thumb brushed against your lips, pulling it from between your teeth. “Now you better scream that every single time you cum for me tonight, understood?”
You took Emily’s thumb into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it briefly before sucking on it. “Yes, mommy.”
Emily trailed her now slick thumb down the column of your throat, watching as you swallowed with the movement. You watched as it trailed between your breasts, down your belly, before moving towards your hip. Emily took one more glance at you before pulling you harder against her, her hands under your thighs as she lifted you up, your legs immediately coming around her waist.
She carried you a small distance to the bed, laying you down against it before hovering over you. “Arms up and legs spread, love.”
You put your arms up and Emily immediately strapped them down to the ties she already had on the bed. She made sure they were tight enough that you couldn’t move much, but not tight enough to hurt you. When she was done with your hands, she grabbed each of your knees and placed them in similar ties. But, she didn’t strap them to the bottom of the bed. Instead, she bent your knees, and tied them to the top of the bed as well. In this position, your knees were almost flush with your chest and your thighs were spread open to an almost uncomfortable stretch. It left you completely and utterly exposed, the cool air of the room spreading goosebumps across your skin.
“You look so pretty all tied down and spread open for me, baby,” Emily said, kneeling between your spread legs, trailing her hands over your body.
You could feel yourself flushing under her intense gaze, your breath panting.
As Emily’s hands made their way down your body, your hips tried to buck up into them, trying to get them to move further down. “Please, Em, touch me,” you whined.
Emily lowly chuckled, “I am touching you, sweetheart.” Her hands skimmed across your thighs, dangerously close to your aching center. “But if you want something specific, you just have to ask.”
Your earlier orgasm did nothing to dwindle the heat spreading through your core; you needed desperately to cum again. “Your tongue, your fingers, it doesn’t matter, Emily. Just fuck me,” you breathed out.
You watched as Emily inhaled deeply, her eyes lazily trailing over your exposed cunt, almost as if deciding how she wanted to take you next. You almost pleaded that she could fuck you over and over if she was undecided, but before you could, Emily’s tongue made contact with your sodden folds and you lost the breath in your lungs.
You struggled in your ties with each tortuously slow pass of Emily’s tongue over your lower lips. Each pass got closer and closer to both your entrance and your clit, but never made contact. Emily alternated between fast and slow motions, flattening her tongue before rolling it into a point. The constant changing of pace was driving you crazy, it only riled you up without getting you there.
You could feel your wetness seeping out of you, slowly dripping down your backside and pooling on the sheets beneath. You don’t think you’ve ever been this wet before and you were sure it was only going to get worse as Emily continued to play with you.
After what seemed like a tortuous few minutes, Emily’s tongue finally made contact with your swollen nub, zeroing in on the patterns that drove you craziest. Little flicks of her tongue had you gasping, fast circles had you trying to buck your hips even in your confined pose.
Each pass of her tongue pushed you closer and closer to the edge, the coil expanding in your belly ready to burst. You whispered a quiet ‘please, please please’ under your breath, but it caught Emily’s attention, her eyes flicking up to you.
“Cum all over my mouth, pretty girl, so I can finally fuck you with my cock,” she said, her tongue immediately going back to your clit. Emily brought two fingers up under her chin, thrusting inside of you without any warning.
That’s all it took for you to come undone, your entire body tensing as wave after wave rushed through you. But you didn’t have an opportunity to come down from your high, as Emily continued to thrust her fingers inside of you.
“One more for me, baby. Wanna make sure your pretty pussy is nice and ready for me.”
You almost sobbed in oversensitivity, but Emily switched to pulsating her fingers inside of you, her tongue lightly tracing your outer lips. It was enough delicious friction to keep you from coming down from your last orgasm, but enough to not make it painfully sensitive to where you wanted to stop.
For the first time sleeping together, Emily was already quickly becoming a master of your body. It only took a few more seconds of Emily’s tongue wrapped around your clit, and a hand tugging at your turgid nipples for you to cum again.
Emily lazily lapped at you, drinking down everything you had to give. As you caught your breath, you started giggling under your breath.
Emily’s hands traveled up your body, slowly untying you, massaging your limbs to restore blood flow. “What’s so funny, hm?” She asked, mirth in her eyes.
“If I had known talking about sex would’ve gotten me in this position, I would’ve done it on my first day with the BAU,” you said smiling, trying to catch your breath.
Emily smirked back at you, placing small kisses all over your body as you calmed down. “If I had known all I had to do to have you in my bed was mention getting laid, I would’ve done it much sooner.”
You trailed your hand down, gripping Emily’s chin in your hand. Catching her gaze, you quirked an eyebrow in question.
Emily rolled her eyes at you. “Yes, I’ve wanted you in my bed since you started the team. Can you blame me? Look at you,” she said, her eyes traversing over your skin.
You felt your body flush in nervous excitement, unbelieving that your very capable, very hot boss harbored the same feelings you did.
Before you could question her further, Emily sat back on her heels, her hands rubbing soothing circles over your knees. “Are you feeling okay? Do you want to take a break?”
You smiled, finding it adorable that she was always looking out for you. But it wasn’t necessary. “I was promised to cum on your cock, was I not?” You smirked at her. You had a feeling that the dirty talk was to Emily as the pet names were to you.
Emily pinched your hip, rolling off of the bed before disappearing into her closet. “Lose the attitude before I come back or I’ll fuck it out of you, angel,” she tossed over her shoulder, missing the way your entire body shivered in anticipation. You hoped this was just the beginning of exploring each other's bodies.
When Emily came out of the closet, you had to stop yourself from drooling. Attached to her hips was a decently sized cock, a dark purple shade that wasn’t too silly looking. Emily was already a confident person, but something about the added appendage gave her extra swagger. She looked comfortable in it, experienced. You couldn’t wait to see how she took it out on you.
“Hands and knees, pretty girl.”
You rolled over without having to be asked twice. It was one of your favorite positions to be fucked in, the depth of which you could feel the fake phallus almost always took your breath away and left you trembling.
In your admiration of how Emily looked packing, you missed all of the other goodies she was carrying in her hands. You felt the bed dip behind you, Emily’s hands spreading your thighs apart, leaving your pussy exposed to the cool air of the room.
“You look so pretty like this, waiting for me. You were wet before, but now you’re absolutely dripping down your thighs.”
A swift smack to the outer aspect of your ass left you bucking into the air, trying to feel Emily’s strap behind you. Her hands massaged the rounded globes of your ass, feeling the muscles beneath her hands quiver. “How do you feel about plugs?” She asked, pulling apart your cheeks to watch the way your entire lower half clenched in anticipation.
Emily lowly chuckled, “Mh, seems like that’s a yes, but I need verbal consent, baby.” One of her hands drifted down, gathering your abundant wetness, before slicking some back up to your puckered hole, smearing it around the outside.
Your breath was already coming in fast pants and you could feel the way the blood was rushing south. Your skin felt electric, buzzing, as if every hair was standing straight up in attention. You took a deep, steadying breath, pulling air in through your nose before exhaling slowly through your mouth. “Please, Em, put it inside me and then fuck me,” you breathed. “Wanna be so full of you,” you whined, pushing your hips back at her.
Emily gripped your hips harder, whimpering at how much that turned her on. How much you turned her on. She grabbed the plug from beside her on the bed, rubbing it between your legs to gather your wetness. You had to stop yourself from thrusting against it, the pressure only minimal on your clit.
Emily trailed the plug up, watching as you arched your back, exposing more of you to her. She had to take a second to compose herself, not wanting to hurt you. Slowly, she inched the plug inside of you, watching as your body expanded and contracted taking it in.
Once it was fully inside, you had to take multiple shuddering breaths as Emily rubbed your hips. You’ve used plugs before, but with the way Emily commanded your body, you were at a pleasure you’ve never been at before.
“Look at you, so pretty for me,” Emily said, bending over and placing small kisses around your ass, letting you adjust to the pressure of it inside you. “I can’t wait to watch and listen to you cum for me.”
The whine you let out was almost pathetic; you could hear the desperation in your voice. “Please, Em, fuck me now.” Your legs spread a little more, opening you up further. The pleasure was already so intense that your upper body collapsed against the bed.
You could feel Emily move a little behind you. She trailed the head of the strap along your lower lips, lubricating it with your own wetness, watching you tremble each time it passed over your clit. Emily looked down, the shininess of the cock making her almost whine, before leaning down and spitting on it to further lubricate it. She used her hand to rub up and down, making sure it was well coated before lining it up with your entrance. “Ready, baby?”
“Fuck me, mommy, now.”
Emily didn’t hesitate, thrusting into you slowly, but with the confidence and force you needed. The cock dragged along your inner walls, but also against the plug that was nestled inside. The pressure was enough to have you clawing at the sheets for some sort of relief, not that you wanted to get away from how good it felt. It was simultaneously everything and not enough.
Emily, still able to read you like a book, started moving faster, her thrusts shallow, allowing you to feel each ridge and bump of the silicone cock inside of you. “Fuck, you’re taking me so well,” she moaned.
There was something about hearing Emily moan, whimper, and whine for you. Her voice had gotten more intense, gravelly, and you wanted it to wrap around you so you could melt into it.
You started to thrust back against her, wanting it harder and deeper and more. You pushed up onto your hands, feeling the way each thrust made your breasts bounce back and forth. You couldn’t help any of the noises that were tumbling from your lips, your body just sinking into the buzz of pleasure and riding the waves. Again, you could feel the pressure building up inside you, like flames ready to explode.
Emily’s hand made its way into your hair, grabbing a handful and yanking you upwards. Your back now pressed against her front, you could feel her rapid breathing and hardened nipples at your back, only fueling the fire inside you more. Her thrusts never slowed down, but managed to hit a deeper spot inside you.
“Fuck, I can feel you squeezin’ around my cock, baby.” A few more deep thrusts and you knew you were going to cum hard.
Not wanting to disappoint Emily, you started to thrust back harder, trying to get her deeper inside you. Knowing you needed a little more, one of her hands traversed down your front, quickly finding your hardened nub and started rubbing fast circles in time with her thrusts. Her other hand went the opposite direction, sliding around your throat, gripping it tightly sending you into another harsh wave of euphoria.
Emily’s lips made home on the side of your neck, licking and sucking, tasting the salty sweat that had accumulated there. “Be a good girl for mommy and cum for me, now.”
Your entire body seized, a loud moan spewed from your mouth, continuing with each little drive of Emily’s hips against yours as she fucked you through the orgasm. Unable to hold yourself up, Emily lowered you gently to the bed, her hips slowing to a stop. She smoothed your hair away from your face, her breath coming out in puffs helping to cool you off some.
Emily went to pull out of you, but the whine of protest left before she was even half way out. “Oh? What’s that, babygirl?”
You tried to glance back at her, your eyes barely catching before you felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment. “I want you to cum inside me, Em.” You wiggled your hips back a little more, moaning as her cock went back inside your pulsating cunt. “Make me cum one more time, please,” you almost begged.
“Fucking hell,” she whimpered, starting to slowly thrust into you again. Your body had had enough time to settle that you knew you could cum again, but you knew it was going to drain you.
Laying down like you were, the pressure of both her cock and the plug inside you was even more pronounced. You tried to angle your hips up, tried to lift a leg and bend a knee to switch up the position, but you weren’t sure it was enough. You needed something different.
Almost as if she was inside your head, Emily pulled out. Before you could protest much, she rolled over and dragged you on top of her. She helped you line up your cunt with her cock, and she moaned at watching you sink back down on it.
You weren’t sure if you had the energy to do all of the work bouncing up and down, so you rolled your hips back and forth, watching as Emily’s face contorted in pleasure. With each forward roll of your hips, Emily’s eyes almost rolled back, and that’s when you realized part of the cock was inside her and each move you made could be felt inside her as well.
Knowing Emily had a thing for your dirty mouth, you knew this was your turn to get her off. “Look at me, Em. Look how deep you are inside me.”
Emily’s blown pupils met yours, her lip caught between her teeth as she tried not to fuck into you, letting you run the show.
“You look so good under me, Em. I bet you’d look even better if I was the one fucking you.”
Emily’s nostrils flared, her hands shooting up to grab your hips as her feet planted firmly on the mattress. “Next time.” One of her hands moved to the base of the strap, holding it as you rutted against it. “For now, I want you to cum hard on mommy’s cock like the good little whore you are.”
You whimpered out a quick, “yes, mommy,” before grinding harder against her. Before you could get too invested in your pace, Emily’s hand that had been holding the cock pressed the button that made the vibrations come to life.
Your mouth opened wide, your eyes just as big, as you felt the pleasure run through your entire body.
Emily smirked up at you, almost sadistically, before starting to thrust up at you from below. You could tell that she was just as close as you were, the way her hands were gripping tighter to your hips. Emily’s own hips were moving at almost a break-neck pace, brushing your front wall and clit with each thrust out, and going deeper than before on each thrust in.
This time, the pressure coiled in your lower belly, expanding outwards to all of your extremities, before coiling its way back into your torso. The vibrations seemed to match your rapid heart beat, as if you could feel each pulsating buzz in every one of your cells. Your head was tossed back, trying not to break as wave after wave brushed through you.
You only came back to Earth when you felt Emily’s fingers start to rub your clit in time with the vibrations. You glanced down at her, captivated by her look of utter primal need, like you were the only thing that mattered in this moment.
“Together,” she said.
Fireworks. Volcanic eruption. The explosion of stars.
You felt your cunt clamp down on the cock inside of it, Emily trying to continue to fuck you through each swell of pleasure, the pressure finally releasing with a gush of wetness as your body trembled with Emily’s.
As the euphoria left both of you, you lowered your body to Emily’s trying to quell the tremors that were wreaking havoc on your system.
Emily’s hands came up, holding you to her, smoothing over your back. Her lips found their way to the side of your face, peppering little kisses on any part of you they could reach. “Such a good girl for me, baby.” She continued to whisper sweet nothings in your ear until you caught your breath.
“Lets get cleaned up, hm? I’ll run us a bath?”
You leaned up, catching her eyes. You could see all of the contentment and ecstasy in hers, but also the nervousness. As if you might leave any second.
You smiled, leaning up to kiss her gently, trying to convey everything you were feeling. That this wasn’t a one time thing for you. That she wasn’t just a one off. “A bath sounds great.”
Emily smiled back at you, twirling a piece of your hair with her fingers.
Now everyone including her was getting laid around here.
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My Girlfriend's Best Friend
Momoland Ahin x Male Reader
3164 words
categories: smut, oral, cheating sex, daddy kink
notes: Ahin pls
Ahin was going to be the death of you.
Originally just a couple’s getaway with your girlfriend Nancy, Ahin basically invited herself once she heard the two of you were going to a place with warm weather.
“Are you really okay with this, baby?” Nancy asked, kissing you tenderly as sweat dripped from her body onto yours. She always was insatiable, most nights ending with the two of you making love to one another. “I can always just tell her no.”
“No, don’t. It’s fine. Besides, she’s your best friend and my close friend as well.”
Your response made Nancy extremely happy, and now, she was going to reward you for it. Your body melted into the bed below as your girlfriend tenderly rode your cock. Nancy smiled in between kisses as you could feel her raising her hips until only your tip was inside her, before gently sheathing your shaft once more.
“I feel so comfortable like this, daddy.”
It was a pet word she recently started using. Somehow Nancy always seemed to tighten her pussy even more deliciously each time the word escaped her lips. This moment adds on to that list. You gave a soft squeeze of her supple breasts, Nancy moaning into your mouth as she giggled and shook her head softly before resuming kissing you.
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Which brings you to this morning.
Ahin had been a promiscuous vixen the entire trip. From wearing scantily clad clothing to giving you seductive facial expressions and suggestive actions, you felt an erection simply from the mere sight of her.
The three of you were enjoying a casual but very hip breakfast. Nancy and Ahin were talking about their friends from university and how each of them were doing. You tried your best to pay attention, but eventually lost interest once the two started talking about makeup and clothing. That is, until you felt something touching your crotch.
Your body tensed up as you looked down and saw Ahin’s bare foot rubbing itself onto your shorts. You shot her a firm glare, but if Ahin noticed it, she pretended not to as she smiled and continued talking to your girlfriend.
On this day, Ahin decided to wear a red two piece bikini. Always a fashionista, her nails and lipstick matched said outfit. She chose a more natural makeup look - you were sure she was wearing blush but perhaps her cheeks were red from the warm tropical heat. Or perhaps, it was because of the sinful action she was doing while your girlfriend was right next to you.
“Baby, I want a kiss.”
Your erection continued to throb as Nancy’s voice got your attention. You looked over and saw Nancy’s smile. The one you fell in love with the moment you first saw her. Smiling back you leaned towards her and planted a wet kiss on her lips. Lasting several seconds, you felt her satisfied as she gave you a quick peck afterwards. Unfortunately, you turned your head and saw that Ahin was smiling also. It was a smile you knew all too well.
“Well, guys, I think I’m gonna head back up to my room. I’m feeling kinda tired today.”
“Awh, are you sure, unnie? I wanted us to go to the beach today!” Nancy cutely whined, pouting.
“We can go later today, sweetie. I wanna take a nap for a bit.”
And with that, Ahin removed her sole from your crotch, letting you breath a sigh of relief. It was moot however, as you were now extremely horny. Wagging her fingers in a cute wave, Ahin left the table. Each sway of her delicious hips had you thinking of how tight she was and how hard you wanted to fuck her.
Once you and Nancy finished breakfast, a passing waiter handed the two of you pina coladas in a hollowed out coconut. The sweet, creamy drink was a cool refreshment from the spicy babe you couldn’t stop thinking about. Nancy placed her hand on yours, squeezing it and giving you a reassuring smile.
“Why don’t you go make sure she gets to her room safe, baby?” Nancy asked you.
“Huh? How come? She’s a grown woman, baby.”
“I know! It’s just.. I’ll feel more comfortable knowing you’re there with her, that’s all.”
As if you needed any more reason, your phone buzzed. It was from Ahin. Your eyes widened once you saw the message preview.
Lee Ahin
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Lee Ahin
I’m horny, daddy.
You loved Nancy. Always have, always will. But the fact that her beautiful best friend, Lee Ahin had made it clear she wanted you, sexually, had you thinking about not being faithful and surrendering to your carnal desires.
“I won’t be gone long, baby.” you say to Nancy after kissing her forehead.
The elevator ride up to the hotel room was full of anxiety and heart palpitations. Here you are - on your way to cheat on your loving girlfriend with her hot best friend. You take deep breaths, a futile attempt into convincing yourself this is the right thing to do. The ding of the elevator indicates you have arrived at your destination’s floor.
Each step uneasier than the last. After having a mental debate with yourself to turn back now, you accidentally knock on the door. This is it - no turning back now. Light footsteps could be heard from behind it as you hear the mechanical lock open and the door swinging wide to reveal the woman of the hour.
“Didn’t think you were going to show up after you left me on read.” Ahin cockily said, as she leaned against the door.
“How could I not when you made me so horny during breakfast.” You replied back, not trying to let Ahin have the upper hand.
“Your cock felt sooo hard, daddy. I know you couldn’t help yourself when you kept staring at my ass and tits.” She said, taking two steps towards you and grabbing your clothed crotch. You moan as the mischievous glint in her eyes appeared once more. She began to rub your rapidly hardening erection as she used her thumb and massaged your bicep and upper arm.
“Did you fuck Nancy hard every night?”
“I-I did…” you breathily moaned as Ahin continued her assault on your nether regions. She unbuttoned your Hawiian shirt, each removal feeling like the password being entered into a highly guarded safe. Once your shirt was parted, Ahin licked her lips in anticipation as she hungrily eyed your exposed upper body.
“You look so yummy, daddy. I can see why my lovely Nancy chose you.” She seductively purred as she flicked your nipples with her index finger, satisfied as both it and your cock hardened from her actions. She leaned forward - you tilted your head down, and instead of being greeted by Ahin’s plump, soft looking lips, you moaned softly when you felt her plant warm, wet kisses all over your exposed skin. She took her time, admiring as much as she could.
You reached for the drawstring of your shorts, but stopped when you felt Ahin’s hand on yours.
“Let me do it, daddy.”
She marked a trail of kisses starting from your neck, down to your chest, abs and finally just above your crotch as you helped her get onto her knees.
“Nancy always talked about how big your cock is.” she said softly as she reached inside your shorts and firmly gripped your base. You moaned loudly, finally feeling her hand.
“Oh yeah… you feel nice and hard just for me, daddy.”
With one swift motion, Ahin yanked your shorts and boxers down to your knees. Your cock sprung from its clothed confine - smacking her face and earning yourself a patented giggle from her. For all she was a lusty vixen, Ahin was just as beautiful as Nancy.
“Ptuuh..” Ahin spat twice on your length and made quick work of stroking your cock - wrapping her fingers around the entirety of your shaft. She maintained eye contact with you, pure unbridled lust as she observed your facial expressions and felt your cock throb in her hand. Ahin held all the power, all you could do is wait in anticipation of what her next step would be.
“I’m a bit disappointed you’ve been keeping this from me, daddy.” Ahin pouted. You smiled, massaging her head and encouraging her to keep going. She painted your cock with long stripes of saliva. Once she did so after somehow dividing your cock into four equal parts, Ahin flicked her tongue on the underside of your tip before swirling it in a counterclockwise motion.
“I’m much better at giving head than Nancy, baby.” Ahin said softly. “I taught that whore everything she knows about being a slut.”
“M-My girlfriend isn’t a slut…” you moaned out as Ahin continued to swirl her tongue on your tip.
“Don’t be silly, daddy. Of course she is! She and I used to bring guys home to our dorm so much, we fucked everyone in our floor! We had our first gangbang and threesome the first few months we got to the dorms!”
With each kiss and lick, Ahin proved she knew how to handle a cock. She made sure not to leave out your balls, giving them the same saliva stripes before taking each one individually in her mouth and tugging ever so slightly in order to draw the most amount of pleasure from you.
“Fuck, Ahin… that feels so fucking good.”
“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself, daddy. I love your cock so much…”
And with that, Ahin parted her lips with your tip and began to suck on it. She still continued to flick her tongue on the underside as she lowered her head a few more inches and consumed more of you. Nancy gave you oral whenever you wanted - but Ahin was on another level. It was as if she knew the entire anatomy of your cock. Ahin grabbed her hair and pushed it to one side of her face.
You could already feel your cock drenched in her saliva - Ahin bobbing her head consistently as she never removed her seductive gaze from yours.
“Now comes the best part, daddy.”
Without any build up or warning, Ahin takes the entirety of your shaft down her tight throat. If you didn’t have sex with Nancy before breakfast, you would have immediately cum. Your blunt tip was being massaged by her velvety inner walls. A gag reflex was not in Ahin’s repertoire - she took your cock with ease.
“Gwack, gwack, gwack!” The audible sounds Ahin made as you continued to impale her throat hard turned you on so much. Saliva seeped out from the corners of her mouth, as it pooled and began to stain her soft, pillowy tits below. She slurps and pierces her throat with your entire length - causing it all to culminate into the ultimate symphony for your ears.
“Fuck, Ahin… your throat is so damn amazing.”
“Ahhhh~” Ahin said in a singsong voice as she released you from her mouth. She stroked your cock several times as she kissed your thighs. She locked fingers with you while sucking on your tip before motioning for you to place your hands on each side of her head. Taking the hint, you gently brushed her hair - a calm before the storm.
Holding onto her hair, you forced the young woman’s head deep down your length. Ahin let out a few tears from the pleasure as your body was subjected to a state of euphoria. You made sure her head didn’t move voluntarily - as you ruthlessly ravaged her throat and forced every slurp and moan that her mouth could utter. You could only let out staggered breaths and low grunts as you bobbed Ahin’s head up and down your length.
“Fuck, Ahin… I’m gonna cum…” you regretfully say. You were slightly embarrassed, but Ahin responded by bobbing her head faster. It couldn’t have been more than a minute at most. But it felt like centuries for you. Once she felt your cock twitching inside her mouth, Ahin knew what was coming.
“I’m cumming, baby!” You triumphantly roared. The teasing Ahin had done this entire week is finally being released as your pent up lust had an outlet in the form of her slutty mouth and throat. Thick rope after rope of hot semen shot out of your length from your balls and painted her velvety smooth walls a shiny white color. You moaned loudly as her oral onslaught continued - Ahin bobbed her head, determined to drain your balls completely empty.
When she felt you finally stop throbbing, Ahin gave you a few more head bobs before releasing your cock from her mouth. Now glistening in a mixture of saliva and cum, you looked down and saw her mouth holding your entire load. You’ve never cum this much before - not even for Nancy. She stuck her tongue out and her eyes formed inverted moon crescents before she tilted her head up and let out an audible gulp. You were sure you saw the load traveling down her esophagus. Taking one more gulp just to be certain, she let out another hum of satisfaction.
“Ahh~” she stuck her tongue out once more, showing you she swallowed your entire load and that no traces of it remained.
“You tasted so good, daddy. I should have sucked your cock under the table this morning.”
“Oh fuck…” you moaned out, both from the thought that she just implanted in your head, and from the fact Ahin was sucking you again in order to make sure you remained hard for her. “Baby, I’m still a little sensitive…”
“But you haven’t fucked me yet, daddy!”
Ahin stroked your cock several times before removing your clothes completely from your body and leading you by the cock to the balcony of her hotel room. It gave a wonderful, picturesque view of the tourist area. But none of that mattered. The only sights you had set on was the beautiful woman asking you to indulge in the pleasures of the flesh.
She carefully removed the poor excuse for a towel she had on and let it drape her ankles on the floor below. Both of her hands were firmly planted on the glass panel of the balcony. She wagged her soft, beautiful ass at you. While it wasn’t as big as Nancy’s, it was plenty big for you to squeeze both cheeks, earning yourself cute giggles from Ahin.
“Daddy, that tickles.” Ahin cutely whined as you bit your lip and gave each asscheek a firm slap.
You ran your cockhead up and down Ahin’s slit, causing her to moan as you could feel it be coated by a thin layer of her juices. She let out a long erotic moan the moment she felt your tip push inside her and part her walls.
“Baby…” she moaned as you thrust your hips slightly and inserted yourself into her warm, needy pussy. Ahin was definitely tighter than Nancy. Her pussy was drenched, making it relatively easy to pierce her. Her silky folds felt so delicious, as did the rest of Ahin’s body.
“Shit, baby… you’re so fucking tight.” you say, slapping her ass and causing Ahin’s walls to clamp down hard on your cock. You do this several times, each more delicious than the last.
“Daddy… please… please please please fuck me!” Ahin’s soft moans gradually begin to increase in volume as you finally begin to fuck your girlfriend’s best friend. Ahin grips the balcony hard as her body rocks back and forth from your incessant thrusts. Your hands remain on both sides of her hips as Ahin arches her back and constantly begs you for more.
“Such a cumslut for daddy, aren’t you?” you ask, knowing full well what the answer was. All Ahin could do was form the letter “o” with her mouth as she savored the feeling of your cock using her pussy and body for your personal pleasure.
“Fuck! Fuck yes! I’m nothing but a cumslut for you, daddy! Fuck me harder!” Ahin’s lust filled screams definitely made sure anyone on their own balcony could hear her begging for you. This also turned you on, causing you to piston your cock in and out of her needy pussy.
It was almost instantaneous - with Nancy, you usually let her get accustomed to your cock before going further. Ahin on the other hand, it seemed like a perfect fit for you. She constantly tightened her velvety soft walls, teasing you to cum right away. But you wouldn’t let her have that satisfaction. Her flesh was so soft to the touch - you cursed yourself for not having enough hands to feel every inch. Her ass rippled against your crotch with each thrust of your hips. The sweat formed on her body quickly as Lee Ahin was in heat for you.
“I’m such a slut! Seducing my best friend’s boyfriend and having his giant cock inside me! Fuck me, daddy!”
“Just like that! Keep going, daddy! Keep using your whore! Daddy!”
Ahin’s beautiful screams and depreciating words turn you on even more as your bodies continue to meld into one another. Neither of you can say anything except for releasing moans and Ahin begging her daddy to fuck her harder. Your cock kept entering and exiting her pussy - you wish the moment could last forever. But, all good things must come to an end. You and Ahin both know this.
“I’m cumming, daddy!”
“Cum for me, slut! Cum on daddy’s dick!”
Ahin lets out her loudest scream so far as her orgasm takes over her entire body. She shakes violently as she tightens deliciously around your cock and every fiber of her being spasms. She continues to scream as your cock is flooded with her love nectar. It’s so much that it leaks down both of your thighs. She sticks her tongue out and drools as she struggles to remain conscious. Her walls continue to suffocate your shaft, even as her euphoric high gradually fades and she returns to normal. With half-lidded eyes, Ahin turns her head slightly and caresses your face before pressing her lips against yours. The kiss is soft, beautiful - a calm after the two of you withered the greatest storm alive.
“Thank you so much, daddy.” She softly said, continuing to kiss you. “That was… amazing.”
“I should be thanking you, baby.” you said, reciprocating her kisses. “You took daddy’s cock so well.”
Ahin lost strength in her legs, wobbling and almost collapsing once she removed herself from your cock. Seeing your cock glistening with her juices, Ahin was about to get on her knees and clean you off when you suddenly stopped her.
“Why don’t we continue this in the shower, baby?”
Ahin smiled as she slowly began to stroke your cock and kissed you once again.
“That sounds wonderful, daddy. And this time you're going to fuck me in the ass.”
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Eddie’s Secret Stash
Eddie Munson x Reader (Smut)
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Summary: When your laptop goes on the fritz, using your boyfriend's computer leads you to finding his porn collection in an unexpected way.
Rating: Explicit 18+
Author Note: Afab Reader, they/them pronouns (if any). Modern AU. Smutty but not full smut.
CW: Porn watching; description of porn video (ffm threesome, oral [f and m recieving], p n v sex).
Word Count: 1,628
It all started out with an innocent text to your boyfriend.
Hey babe, my laptop crashed again and I really want to get this story finished. Can I hop on your computer really quick?
Even though Eddie was at work, it didn’t take long for him to text you back.
You don’t ever need to ask me that, sweetheart, feel free to hop on whenever you need to.
Sweet! Thanks baby!
You went to his desk, sat down, and woke up his computer.
After it booted up, you had to text him again.
I kinda need the pin code to unlock it.
Every time you had used his computer before, he was home and it was already unlocked, so you just jumped on and did what you needed to do. Up until now, you didn’t even know he had a pin code on it.
Oh shit! Sorry sweetheart, I forgot. It’s the month and day of your birthday.
That made you melt into a puddle right there at the desk.
Aww, trying to score some brownie points with me?
Maybe…Is it working?
You’ll just have to wait until you get home to find out. ;)
Score!!!
Despite the fact you had been together for a while now, Eddie always acted like a horny teenager whenever you made allusions to having sex with him. And you were just as bad when he did it, even blushing a bit now at his eagerness, so you couldn’t really tease him about it.
You set your phone aside and typed the PIN number into his computer.
As a little turning wheel appeared on the center of the screen to show it was thinking about signing in, you got three texts from Eddie in rapid succession. He only did that when something was urgent or he was excited about something, so you looked at your phone Lock Screen to see what he said.
Wait!
Don’t sign onto my computer yet!
I need to get home first!
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw the computer screen change as it finally signed you in and you glanced up from your phone to it.
And then you took a much longer glance.
On the monitor in front of you, paused in mid scene, was the fairly zoomed in image of a hard cock disappearing into the mouth of a woman wearing dark lipstick.
You blinked a few times and stared at the screen for a moment.
As a frequent purveyor of porn yourself, you weren’t upset by what you saw on your boyfriend’s screen. But surprise porn was like surprise alcohol in a drink when you were expecting soda or surprise weed when you were expecting a hand rolled cigarette. It’s always a bit shocking and it takes a moment to recover from. When you did, the corners of your mouth to curve upward in a playful grin.
Now with your original train of thought gone, you were in a playful mood. Your story could wait awhile. The deadline for it wasn’t until two weeks away anyway, you had just wanted to get the first draft done.
Settling back in Eddie’s computer chair, you clicked the space bar to unpause the video.
In this time period, two more texts came in from Eddie. You glanced at your Lock Screen again without opening them.
Sweetheart?
Y/N? Baby??
Eddie seemed uncharacteristically worried, which was a little bit confusing. The two of you had talked about watching porn before, so he should know it wouldn’t bother you. You shrugged and set your phone down, distracted by what was going on in the video.
It was a well-done amateur recording of a two girl, one guy threesome. As the one girl was blowing the guy, she was sitting on the other girls face. The scene stayed like this for just long enough to let you take everything in before the guy was pulling his cock from the girls mouth and then pushing her down so the two girls were in a sixty-nine.
You bit your lip, watching with rapt attention as the guy hopped down from where he had been standing on the bed to position himself behind the girl on top. He then grasped the base of his shaft with one hand, angling it so the girl on the bottom could start sucking on the head. It was a messy angle, soon her lips and cheeks were glistening with saliva from his thrusts into her mouth.
A small warmth began pooling between your legs as you watched the guy pull his cock out of her mouth, angle himself upwards and then sink deep into the cunt of the girl on top.
You had to give it to your boyfriend. He had good taste.
Since you had been striking out lately with your usual porn sites, you began to get curious where Eddie usually found his. You paused the video and minimized the window to find out.
Rather than a website, you were greeted by the file browser on the computer system itself, opened to a folder that was filled with porn. And it was by no means a small collection, it looked like he’d been working on this for years. There were dozens of sub folders and sub sub folders dedicated to specific acts and specific porn stars. Most of the videos were unsorted though, the majority of the files just dumped directly into this main porn folder.
Eddie had sent a few more texts by now, which you had ignored in favor of opening a different video that caught your eye. When it was clear those hadn’t gotten your attention, he was soon calling you instead.
“Edward James Munson!” you said when you answered your phone, making your voice sound stern.
“Sweetheart, I promise, it’s not what it looks like!”
“Really?” you said. “Because what it looks like is that you’ve been holding out on me!”
“I honestly wasn- wait, what?” he said, going from pleading to confused in two seconds.
“Seriously!” you said, exaggerating the tone so it was clearly playful. “You have an impressive collection like this and you don’t even think to share?” You clicked your tongue at him in an admonishing way. “I’m hurt. Truly, I’m hurt.”
There was a long pause from Eddie’s end of the phone.
“I’m…sorry?” he said slowly, nerves and hesitation in his voice, like this was an entirely new situation he found himself. “I…didn’t realize…you’d be interested in…it.”
“Seriously?” you dropped the playful act, now confused yourself. “We’ve talked about our favorite porn stars before, in depth discussions even, and you didn’t think I’d be interested?”
“Hey!” Eddie protested. “In my defense, do you know how many people will say they are fine with porn then freak out if they catch you watching it?”
Now that you thought about it, he had a point. Even you had that issue a few times in the past, either because you watched porn in general or because of what kind you watched.
“All right, fair point,” you said, then switched back to that playfully stern voice. “But that still doesn’t make it okay, mister.”
Now that Eddie knew how you really felt about the whole thing, his tone changed to a playfully apologetic one.
“I know, and I’m sorry,” he said, then his tone dropped lower. “Let me make it up to you, sweetheart.”
His voice sent pleasurable tingles down your spine.
“And how do you propose you’ll do that?” you said.
While you weren’t really paying too close of attention to the video you selected, focusing on the timber change of your man’s voice instead, what you did pay attention to had you rubbing your thighs together slightly. This one was definitely right up your ally.
“In any way you want me too, sweetheart,” he said, his voice a soft growl that was nearly a purr. “Anything you want me to do to you, I’ll do it with pleasure.”
Being a metal singer, and a damn good one at that, Eddie could do things with his voice outside of music that you previously wouldn’t have thought possible. While you were already getting quite worked up easily enough on your own, he knew just the right inflection to use on each word to make you clench around nothing.
And it also made all rational thought fly from your brain.
You swiveled your gaze up to the ceiling, distracting yourself just enough to pull your brain back from the haze Eddie’s voice was making your brain slip into.
“Gosh, I just don’t know,” you said, tapping your chin with one finger even though Eddie couldn’t see it. “Oh! I know! I could browse through these videos I found and see if those give me any ideas!”
From the other end of the phone, you heard Eddie clear his throat a couple of times. Clearly the idea of you watching porn on his computer derailed his brain a little bit.
“T-That is a good idea,” he said, and you could tell by his voice that you just made him blush, among other things.
“You’re off in about an hour, right?” you asked, and when he made a sound of confirmation, you continued. “I’m sure I will have something fun in mind by then.”
Since it was clear his brain wouldn’t get back on track if the phone call continued, you quickly let him go so he could finish out his workday.
As you settled back into his chair, watching the video, an evil grin came to your face.
If you knew Eddie as well as you were sure you did, this next hour was going to be the longest hour of his life.
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she got the ruby — ljh
summary: you try a new shade of lipstick
tags: smut (minors dni!)
warnings: explicit unprotected sex, coming inside (wear protection yall), oral (f. receiving), consensual taking of explicit photos
wc: 1.2k
an: "i look pretty good for a dead bitch" "she's aliiiivvee"
original request: how woozi’s s/o new shade of lipstick turns him on (yes, it’s red)?
You haven’t seen Jihoon in a week. Which, in theory really isn’t that long, but it’s still enough time to make you miss him. Luck for you though, you have a date with him tonight and then a whole weekend free to spend together.
As you finish up your makeup you grab your newest shade of lipstick, a ruby red that you’ve been saving for this particular date. You apply it generously and put on your coat before heading out the door. Jihoon normally picks you up for your dates together, but he had a last minute meeting he had to go to and was afraid he wouldn’t have enough time to get ready and make the reservation time.
You enter the restaurant and give them your name and are then escorted into the back. Jihoon is already sitting there, looking at the menu casually. He looks up when he hears people approaching and his eyes go a bit wide when he sets his eyes on you.
“Y/N,” he stands and grabs your hand, “you look…gorgeous.” He slides his hand up your arm to cup your face and press a kiss to the corner of your mouth. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you more,” you whisper back to him. You allow him to lead you over to the table and pull your chair out for you.
Jihoon takes his seat as well and you look down at the menu. Your eyes scan the wide selection of foods and when you look up to ask Jihoon what he is going to order you’re a bit surprised to see him staring at you instead. At your lips to be exact and you smirk.
“You like?” You pout your lips a bit. “I’m trying out a new shade.”
Jihoon gulps. “It looks…it’s a very nice shade. I really like it on you.”
You smile at your boyfriend and go back to looking at the menu. The exact reaction you were hoping for.
“Fuck, Y/N,” Jihoon groans as you push him against the wall. Your lips trail down his neck as his fingers fiddle with the zipper on your dress. Your dinner was going well until you realized Jihoon was just a little too out of it. It was then when you noticed how dilated his pupils were and you got the message.
Your dress slides down your body and onto the floor. Jihoon’s hands move to grab your waist and pull you even closer to him. His neck is now stained with the lipstick shade that got him into this situation in the first place.
“You’re so…tantalizing. God, you've been driving me crazy all night. Wearing that lipstick…it’s like you wanted this to happen.”
“Maybe I did,” you answer back. “It has been a week since we last saw each other.”
“Exactly, so what are we stalling for.” Jihoon grabs you by the waist and hoists you up and carries you to the bedroom. He throws you onto the bed before crawling on top of you.
He presses his lips against your neck, sucking on the skin while his fingertips connect with your clothed clit. You gasp at the contact as he starts to move his fingers in a circular motion. Your own fingers dig into the hair at the nape of his neck.
Jihoon pulls your panties down your legs and throws them onto the floor. He works his way down your body and kisses your thighs before connecting his lips to your clit. He sucks on the bud before darting his tongue out to flick at it. Your thighs tremble as Jihoon continues to work at your clit, using all his abilities to get you off. You wrap your legs around him, locking him in place. Jihoon doesn’t mind, just grips your thighs tighter and sucks harder.
“Jihoon please,” you beg. “I can’t wait any longer. I need you to fuck me.”
“My pretty impatient girl,” Jihoon lifts his head from between your legs. “What if I just want to stay here for the rest of the night?”
“Jihoon,” you whine, “do something.” You tug at his hair again and Jihoon chuckles before finally moving back up your body.
“I thought I was the one in a rush,” Jihoon jokes. You can only whine some more, but you don’t have to wait long as Jihoon kisses you again. You busy your lips with his as your hands slide up and down his back and your legs wrap themselves around his hips.
You briefly feel Jihoon’s hand trail down your side before reaching down between your bodies. Jihoon lines his tip up to you and teases you a few more seconds before finally slowly breaching your entrance. Your hips wrap even tightinger around him, clamping his body to yours as your fingers drag down Jihoon’s back. It’s been too long since you two have done this.
One of Jihoon’s hands grip low at your hip, his fingertips digging into the curve of your ass as his hips move in slow strokes against you. He braces himself on his other arm, his hand brushing against your arm.
You relish in the heat radiating off of both of your bodies as you lose yourself more in the moment. You let your head loll back as you arch your back further into your boyfriend’s touch. His cock digs deep into you, pushing up against your walls in a delightful rhythm.
Just when you didn’t think it could get better, you feel Jihoon shift to sit up on his knees, pulling your legs along with you so your bottom half is in the air. Jihoon readjusts his hold on your hips and starts to pound into you faster and deeper. Your hands fly to the sheets beside you as you start to release wanton moans. Above you, you can hear Jihoon panting slightly as he rocks his hips, trying to keep pace.
You can feel the sweat starting to form on your brow as your pussy starts to flutter with that familiar feeling. You can barely let out a strangled mewl before you’re spasming around Jihoon’s cock. Your body starts to go limp, but Jihoon keeps his grip on you as his hips stutter, coming to a stop as he releases his load into you.
Jihoon gently sets you back down onto the bed after that and moves to kiss your lips again. You accept him, pulling his warm body onto yours, enjoying the weight of him on top of you. You two lazily kiss for a couple more minutes before Jihoon gets up to clean you guys up.
When Jihoon is done he stands at the edge of the bed, staring down at you. “You look so pretty like this.” Jihoon’s hand reaches down and his thumb brushes over your bottom lip. When he pulls his hand away, red stains the pad of his thumb. “You know this color really is beautiful.”
You stare back at him. You know he’s more talking to himself than you but you still butt in. “Take a picture, it will last longer.”
Jihoon raises an eyebrow at you. “Is that permission?” You nod to him slightly and Jihoon walks off only to come back a second later, this time holding his phone. You allow him to snap a few photos of you before he turns the screen to show you.
A picture of you, sprawled out on the bed, stares back at you. Your hair is tousled and your eyes are a bit droopy with sleep. Your tits are just barely in frame at the bottom of the photo, but the real eye catcher is the red pigment smeared across your lips. You look beautiful.
“I think I should wear this color more often,” you hum, proud of yourself.
“I think so too,” Jihoon agrees before leaning in to smear it some more.
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This what I mean 👇🏻
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/3518505943900484/
Dear (returning) Bitchy Anon,
I wrote this answer yesterday, but I am posting it today, because I did not want to give you any satisfaction. Your coming back in here proves there is not an ounce of humanity left in you: just a #silly obsession for an actress who does not even know or care you exist. I promise you she doesn't. Confidently so.
But then, onwards to your 'evidence'.
You thought you would give me the creeps on Christmas Day with a controversial picture allegedly taken at the Weinstein (yes, that Weinstein!) and Netflix Golden Globes afterparty, on January 8, 2017?
No, seriously now: you actually did?
Crikey. As we say in Romanian (and yes, it is very rude, but also dementedly funny): mi se umple fundul de lacrimi/my arse is in tears. Perhaps the equivalent of I don't give a flying fuck, btw.
If you did read me before posting your laughable shite, and I think you did, you should know by now how I usually work, at least for those things I choose to make public (the rest is none of your business, I am afraid). You found this pic on Pinterest, originating from a Tumblr blog: @clairebeauchampfan. Since this person started blogging one year later than the moment this picture was taken, she probably found it chez Contemplating Outlander. You know, that pseudo-social scientist-cum-shrink, who thinks people are machines and adds a shitload of footnotes to her rantings, because she truly believes it makes her biased crap more credible (it doesn't, and this comes from an academic researcher: it is legit pathetic). So Claire Beauchamp Fan shared it and forgive me, but I did not bother finding her post, I just looked for her source (*urv's fetish):
This took me to CO's really nasty blog and you could have spared me that ordeal, Anon: it's literally akin to severe constipation. And then, onwards to Instagram:
A further search revealed she was wearing a Romanian designer (Maria Lucia Hohan) dress and Amrapali earrings. And then, I read the comments on that Insta post. Maybe you'd read them too, they are enlightening - for someone who's 'been around since 2015', people are rather confused about his real status in her life, don't you think?
But Internet is really forever, no matter how you try to hide your trash, Anon. Here is a copy of O'Callaghan's post which was, indeed, deleted: maybe *urv was too insistent? It wouldn't surprise me:
She should have won the Golden Globe in 2017, that's true. And it was S, not McIdiot, the one who told the Internet she should have won all those prizes, if memory serves. How odd McIdiot is never mentioned in that particular post (y'all would have paraded it for YEARS, if it were so) - but household staff, no matter how promoted, never really is. And before you screech, tell all the damn truth Anon, and put this pic in its right context:
How odd the 'successful music producer and entrepreneur' (he is not successful, nor a music producer and much less an entrepreneur) was not tagged, by someone who is active in the industry, who clearly knows C and who attended that Golden Globes gala!
Just a last word on that pic. C was obviously smiling and talking animatedly with O'Callaghan and then McIdiot (who looks malnourished - but hey, humble beginnings, eh?) got dragged in the middle, for the convenient pic. I sometimes wonder what kind of social life you people have and sadly, I have to say - next to 0, for some of you. I never fuck the dozens of men with whom I do have similar 'just because' pics, interrupting my conversation in the middle of an event.
Also, check this very warm & fuzzy pic with one prominent member of her own, personal and very, very gay Circle of Trust. Because I am sorry, but what straight man wears lipstick, as McIdiot clearly does (and no, it's not because they were smooching in the lavatories, what are you, 14?):
She looks happy, doesn't she?
I mean: really, honey. Get a Real Life and stop trying to persuade me with ye olde Pinterest pics you clearly are completely clueless about, ok?
And before you open your mouth to vomit CO's trash again, please carefully do your homework about McIdiot. But as carefully as I did. Then you can talk, share your interesting findings. Merry Christmas and....
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A/N:
Hey Hey!Soo I'm kinda back?
I'm thinking of reopening my requests, starting my inbox fresh and letting new ideas come into play. Might restart my tag list as well, what do we think?
I've recently gotten into Anime and wow, it's an amazing world. I'm thinking of creating a post full of the characters I write for. Plus some of the original characters I write for.
I would love feedback on this Au idea! Would love to explore some Au ideas with other chatacters as well.
Any and all feedback is appriciated, likes are great but reblogs are golden.
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Champagne Kissed Lips
Adult Film Star AU Smut - Minors DNI.
Namani Kento x Fem!Reader x Satoru Gojo
Words: 3,301
Warnings: Smut 18+, Daddy Kink, Oral (Male and Female giving and receiving), Unprotected Sex, Vaginal Intercourse, Threesome, Slight Choking, Explicit Language, Alcohol and mention of smoking.
I hope you enjoy it!!
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University was a drag, class after class, stress after stress, bill after bill. It wasn’t like the movies and it wasn’t something I wouldn’t consider doing again.
I walk through the campus towards my dorm room, hoping my roommate Nova isn’t home as I know her energy will increase my oncoming headache.
“Your home! I have a quick question and want zero judgment from you.” Nova beams, bouncing over to me as I sling my bag onto the chair beside my desk.
“Shoot” I weakly smile, hoping to have silence shortly.
“So as we both know, life is expensive and let's be real, we’re both struggling.”
I giggle slightly, nodding along with Nova, slightly intrigued by where this conversation is going.
“Anyway, I saw Tilly, you know Tilly right? The bright red hair, covered in tattoos with the tongue piercing?”
“Didn’t know she had a tongue piercing but yes I know Tilly, go on.”
“Well, she came into class with a new bag and phone and I’m talking about designer bags.”
I nod along with Nova, slipping off my shoes and looking through my wardrobe for my lounge wear.
“Anyway, I asked how she got these because only last week was she complaining about having to work three jobs to afford to live and oh my god you’re going to flip.”
“Nov, just tell me.”
“Porn, Tilly is getting paid to cum.”
I laugh covering my mouth as I lock eyes with Nova, seeing her seriousness.
“Wait really? Shit, good for her I guess.”
Nova nods as I sit across from her on my bed.
“Which brings me to my no judgment question.”
“Oh no.”
“Oh yes, we should look into it!”
“Nova, I can’t do porn.”
“Yes you can! You’re so hot, literally all the frat guys want you, you would literally be rolling in it.”
“But you know I don’t want frat guys. I wan-”
“I know, I know, you want a man that knows what he’s doing, someone with experience.” Nova mimics. “There’s a kink for that you know, it’s called a daddy kink.”
I roll my eyes at Nova, laying back on my bed and sighing.
“C’mon, it's good money.”
“Nova, I’m not recording myself for other people’s pleasure.”
“Don’t you need a car? Wouldn’t you like to be debt free? You could move to New York and own a penthouse!”
“Nova, enough.”
“Just know it's an option, I’m going to talk to Tilly about it.”
I nod in response as Nova grabs her stuff and leaves the dorm.
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It had been roughly four months since Nova mentioned the porn industry and never in my life did I consider that I would walk into this world from beyond my phone screen.
Within four months I had worked with numerous adult film stars, many of them satisfying, others only just worth the paycheck.
“Ready?” Nova smiles, her skin tight velvet dress hugging her curves perfectly.
I quickly swipe the red lipstick across my lips, pouting before looking myself up and down. A black see through lace dress, a leg slit high up to my panty line, lace barely covering my boobs, not leaving much to the imagination. Not that the imagination is needed when half if not all of these people at the party have seen me naked.
“Ready.” I smile.
“You know, I hate these parties, why do we need monthly parties?” Nova groans, quickly lighting a cigarette as we leave my penthouse, walking through the crisp air of New York.
“Networking, how do you think I became so big so quickly? You’ve gotta promote yourself to the big wigs, make them want you.”
Nova shakes her head, taking a long drag from her cigarette as we round the corner to the hotel, joining the line of other actors.
“I dont want to whore myself out.”
I smirk, looking at Nova as we both laugh.
We’re quickly ushered into the glamorous hotel following behind people into the marvelous ballroom. Floor to ceiling windows of the New York skyline, dimly lit corners with velvet booths. Champagne towers in various spaces, topless wait staff and music blasting through the air. The thump of bass slightly vibrates the windows and glasses.
“Ooo” Nova’s face lights up as the waiter passes us, grabbing two glasses of champagne.
“Cheers to making it out of struggleville.” Nova states, gently tapping her glass against mine.
I quickly tip the lightly bubbling liquid into my mouth, finishing the drink quickly, Nova following suit. Both of us replaced our empty glasses with a refill.
“Holy fuck.” Nova chokes on her drink as I follow her eye line, my mouth becoming dry.
Nanami Kento and Satoru Gojo walk through the crowd, talking with three men both looking fucking mouthwatering.
“They never come to these things, I have never seen these two in person, fuck they’re tall, god fucking damnit, who do I sweet talk to get with them.” Nova rambles beside me as my eyes trail over the pair.
Both men are dressed in full black suits, Nanami has yellow tinted glasses resting on the bridge of his nose and Gojo with black shades tucked into his suit pocket. Both taller in person than expected. Nanami pushes his glasses higher on his nose, my eyes fixated on his hands, god his hands.
“Y/n?”
“Sorry, uh, I was daydreaming.” Blush slightly creeps up my neck as Nova chuckles.
“I haven’t seen you blush in a while.”
“Haven’t been nervous in a while.”
Nova chuckles as she goes wide eyed slightly. Quickly composing herself.
“They’re coming over.”
I look over my shoulder and see the duo walking towards us as I quickly finish my drink, hoping the liquid courage rushes through me.
“Ladies.” Gojo smiles
“Gojo, Nanami.” I smile, feeling Nova nudge my shoulder handing me a fresh glass of champagne. I thank her with my eyes, feeling my skin cover with goosebumps under the eyes of the two men, both of them drinking in my appearance, sharing a look as Nanami pushes his glasses up again.
“I didn’t expect to see you both.” Nova breaks the moments of silence between all of us as Gojo chuckles, grabbing a glass of wine from the various waiters walking around.
“Didn’t think our absence was that noticeable.” Nanami mutters as Nova giggles.
Before Nova can say anything Geto walks up behind her.
“Gentlemen.” Geto nods at them, looking at me “Y/n.” He winks, whispering into Nova’s ear as she quickly nods and gets whisked away.
‘Fuck.’
It feels like the room gets smaller and time slows as the duo in front of me share a look, both of them with a slight smirk on their lips.
“So, what changed your mind in attending?”
“When someone knocks you out of first place, you’ve got to scout the competition.” Gojo smiles, both him and Nanami stepping slightly closer to me, towering over me.
“Oh, can’t handle losing?” I smirk, Gojo licks his lips and Nanami chuckles.
“We don’t like to lose darling.” Nanami whispers, his warm breath fanning my neck, a tingle running down my spine.
“We’d like to offer you something honey.” Gojo whispers, his hand holding my hip. “A night with us, no crew, just us three.”
“Don’t break our hearts baby.” Nanami whispers, pressing a soft kiss to my cheek. Gojo’s hand caresses my hip, his warmth seeping through the sheer lace of my dress.
I open my mouth, zero words forming as I nod. Gojo tuts shaking his head.
“We need to hear you agree.”
“Tell us what you think darling.”
Both men seek my approval as I smirk.
“Yes.” I whisper, my eyes flicking between the two of them as both men smirk.
“Gojo.” Nanami states as the white haired man nods, grabbing my hand and pulling me through the crowd, Nanami with his hand on the small of my back helping to guide me.
We make it to the elevator, the three of us standing in silence, a light chatter within the lobby and the distant thump of the bass from the party filling the air.
The elevator tings as the doors open, the three of us piling as the doors slowly close. The second the doors are closed both men push me against the glass window.
“Fuck.” I whisper, Gojo’s lips on my neck as Nanami kisses along my jaw.
Nanami grabs my chin between his thumb and index finger. His eyes lingering on my lips.
“Baby, you won’t be the same after us.”
“I’m counting on it.” I whisper as Nanami smiles, his tongue dragging along his bottom lip before our lips crash against each other. I moan into the kiss, Gojo sucking on my neck, his hand grabbing a handful of my ass.
Nanami pulls away from me as Gojo cups my cheek, bringing our lips together. His tongue fighting against mine, his kiss rougher than Nanami’s.
The elevator dings, both men pulling away from me as my chest rises and falls quickly. My brain is trying to fathom what’s about to happen.
Halfway down the hall, Nanami unzips my dress, his fingers lightly tracing my back as wetness continues to pool between my thighs, my pussy aching.
Gojo unlocks the door as Nanami slips my dress down my arms. The door clicking shut as my dress pools at my heels.
Both men stand and look at me, the only light coming from the city below. My skin feels hot, blush creeping up my neck as their eyes foam up and down my body. My thin G-string barely covered me from their gaze.
“God.” Nanami groans, loosening his tie as Gojo undoes his belt.
I bend down to undo my heels causing Gojo to stop me.
“We want them left on baby girl.”
“We’re sure you paid enough for them.” Nanami states, his jacket being folded neatly and draped over the couch, his body beside me as he trails his fingers up my side. My breath hitches as Gojo walks out of the room.
Before I can question his absence, he walks back into the room, a camera in his hand. Butterflies erupt inside of me as Gojo flicks on a soft warm light, getting the camera at the right angle of the couch right by the city scape.
“We don’t want a crew to be watching us, everyone hearing the sounds you make for us.”
“We want you to forget the camera exists, the bright lights and the sound crew.”
“We want you on our platform, our girl.”
Their words are like honey, smooth and sweet. The butterflies and goosebumps swarming all over me.
“Let me be yours.”
“Music to our ears princess.” Gojo smirks, quickly ridding himself of his clothes, Nanami following suit.
Gojo wraps his hand around my neck, pulling me closer to him as our lips crash together. His hands roam my body, his finger hooks into my G-string and flicks it against my skin. I moan into his mouth, a gasp falls from my lips as Nanami’s hand cups my pussy. A low groan filling the air.
“You’re soaked, fuck Gojo she’s dripping.”
My moans fill the air as Gojo pulls away from me, his piercing blue eyes focusing on Nanami’s hand, watching his fingers rub my swollen clit through my panties.
“Good girl.” Gojo praises, kissing the side of my head. I run my hand down Gojo’s toned chest, softly digging my nails into his skin, causing a low sigh to fall from his lips. I trace his clothed cock, watching him bite his lip before I slip my hand into his boxer briefs.
“Fuck Nanami.” I gasp, his fingers slipping past my panties and pinching my clit.
“Lay down baby, let us take care of you.”
I lay on the soft couch, my head on the arm rest as Gojo comes to stand above me, Nanami moves my legs, hooking one over the back of the couch, spreading my pussy for his eyes.
“Perfect, more perfect than the camera could ever capture.”
I blush at Nanami’s words, looking up at Gojo, his cock springing free.
My lips part, shocked by his size.
“You can take it darling.” I open my mouth at Gojo’s words, a smirk on his lips as my tongue traces the tip of his cock.
“Fuck daddy” I moan, looking down at Nanami, his tongue slowly dragging up and down my slit, sucking my clit between licks. Nanami moans against my pussy.
“Keep calling me that.” He whispers before continuing to trace my clit with his tongue.
“Darling.” Gojo whispers, his hand holding under my chin, tilting my head back. “I know Kento is good, but daddy needs attention.”
I nod, using my hand to guide Gojo’s cock into my mouth, pumping whatever I can’t fit. Circling my tongue around his dick, hollowing out my cheeks, his cock falling past my lips with a ‘pop’.
“You’re good at that darling, don’t stop.”
I moan around Gojo’s cock his hand caressing my cheek, soft moans filling the air.
My free hand grips Nanami’s hair, tugging at the strands causing a groan to vibrate against me.
“We should have fucked you sooner.” Nanami whispers, blowing against my warm pussy, my legs shaking with a tingle. My back arches, his fingers slipping inside of me, slowly pumping in and out, curling up inside of me.
“Y/n, god baby you’re tight.”
I smirk at Nanami’s words, popping Gojo’s cock past my lips and pumping him faster.
“All yours, only for you.”
Nanami and Gojo chuckle.
“You’re eager to please us honey.”
I blush at Gojo’s words, watching as he pulls away from me, him and Nanami swapping places.
Nanami leans over me, his lips connecting with mine as I taste myself on his tongue. Both of us moaning into the kiss, his fingers dancing across my collar bone, his hands cupping my boobs.
“God Yes!” I scream, Gojo slipping inside of me, his cock stretching my pussy as Nanami rolls my nipples between his thumb and index finger.
“Fuck honey, no wonder your number one.”
I giggle at Gojo’s words, swiping my tongue around Nanami’s cock, his hand moving from my breast to my throat, softly applying pressure as he thrusts in and out of my throat. My eyes roll backwards, the sounds of our moans filling the air, the scent of sex flowing through the room.
“Good girl, you’re taking us so well.”
“Uh huh” I moan in agreement, Gojo’s thumb brushes against my clit, rubbing in fast circles.
“C’mon baby, daddy wants you to cover his cock.”
“Go on darling, cum for Gojo.”
I drag my nails up Nanami’s chest, his cock thrusting in and out of my mouth, my tongue swirling around him. Gojo rubs my clit faster, his thrusts dragging out of me slowly and thrusting into me harshly.
I dig my nails into Nanami’s abs, his groan filling the air as I hollow out my cheeks around his cock. My back arching and legs slightly shake.
“Just like that baby, that’s a good girl, cum for me.”
Nanami slips past my lips, my scream of pleasure filling the air.
“Fuckkkk.”
My body jolts, my pussy tightening around Gojo causing him to hiss.
“Just like that baby.” Gojo gently rubs my clit, his thrusts slowing.
“You’re such a good girl for us princess.” Nanami whispers.
I hum in response, blissed out as I feel the couch dip, Gojo and Nanami switching places.
Nanami grabs me by my hips, pulling me up to straddle his waist, his lips connecting with mine. Our tongues swirl against each other, his hands grabbing my ass, spanking each cheek.
I feel Gojo’s hand caress my cheek, my lips pulling away from Nanami’s. I smile up at Gojo, his thumb brushing against my bottom lip dragging it down as my mouth falls open slightly. I take Gojo’s thumb into my mouth, sucking and swirling my tongue as Nanami runs his cock up and down my slit.
My head tilts back, a moan falling from my lips as I gasp at Nanami’s size, his cock stretching my walls, slightly thicker than Gojo.
“God Nanami.”
“Mm, fuck you’re so wet and tight.” Nanami whispers, his teeth pulling on my ear lobe as Gojo holds my chin, his eyes locking with mine as his friend thrusts in and out of me, his hands holding my ass guiding my hips back and forth.
“You take cock so well baby.”
I smirk at Gojo’s words, leaning to the side of Nanami and tracing my tongue along Gojo’s cock.
Gojo’s fingers run through my hair, pulling it into a makeshift ponytail. Our eyes lock together as I use the rhythm from Nanami to bop my mouth up and down on Gojo.
Nanami wraps his hand around my throat, applying slight pressure causing my eyes to water and a gag to fall around Gojo’s cock.
“Huh, are you cryin’?” Gojo taunts a cocky smirk on his lips.
“Struggling to take both of us?” Nanami grunts.
I moan in protest, feeling completely full and blissed out.
“By the way her pussy is gripping me, I think she likes it.”
“Oh she fucking loves it.” Gojo states, thrusting his cock deeper down my throat as tears prick my eyes.
I pull off Gojo, my chest rising and falling as my nails dig into Nanami’s shoulders.
“God, I’m close.”
Nanami moan’s against my ear, his hand slipping between us as he rubs my clit in fast circles.
My moans fill the air, my hand pumping Gojo’s cock fast, my thumb brushing over the tip of his cock with every second stroke. Gojo runs a hand through his hair, tilting his head back, his loud moans complimenting mine.
“Just like that baby.”
“You feel so good.” Nanami moans, his head resting on the back of the couch, his fingers digging into my hips, his thrusts speeding up.
“I’m cumming!” I moan, my pussy clenching around Nanami, my hand speeding up on Gojo’s cock. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, don’t stop.”
Gojo’s fingers slip into my hair, his hand pulls my head back causing my mouth to fall open as I stick my tongue out.
“Such a good girl.” Gojo smiles, pumping his cock against my tongue, hot bursts of cum covering my taste buds.
My eyes roll back, feeling Nanami’s cum shoot inside of me, coating my walls as I swallow Gojo’s release.
Gojo leans against the couch, resting on his hands, all of us taking a moment.
Savoring our time together.
I slowly lift myself off Nanami’s cock, both of us wincing at the loss of contact. I sit beside Nanami on the couch, Gojo leaning down and pressing a kiss to the top of my head before walking over to the camera and stopping the video.
“I hope you know we’re making this a monthly thing.”
“Oh really?” I ask, raising an eyebrow at Gojo’s comment.
Nanami’s hand falls to my thigh, running his finger tips up and down, a soft smile on his lips.
“But we won’t film everytime.”
“Mm, I’d love that.”
“Wait.” I quickly stand up, my legs shaky as I search through our clothing, finding my phone and sitting on the couch with Nanami. Gojo smiles, walking over to the two of us standing behind the couch. I aim the camera at the three of us, Gojo’s lips on my neck, Nanami’s hand around my throat as his lips whisper against my ear.
“Show off.”
I smirk, taking a quick picture and showing the two of them. I quickly uploaded the photo to my instagram and twitter with the caption.
‘Champagne never tasted so good.’
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Necklace
The necklace is a small thing. Thin silver and blue wires are braided together to form the chain, from which hangs a polished charm, emblazoned with the de Rolo family crest. It’s been in the de Rolo family for centuries.
Percy’s mouth goes dry when it sees it resting against Vex’s tanned skin.
Prompt: “That necklace looks so beautiful on you.”
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Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: None
Words: 646
Originally posted: 6/24/22
Ao3 link: archiveofourown.org/works/48120247
The necklace is a small thing. Not dainty, exactly, but certainly nothing extravagant. Thin silver and blue wires are braided together to form the chain, from which hangs a polished charm, emblazoned with the de Rolo family crest. It’s been in the de Rolo family for centuries.
Percy’s mouth goes dry when it sees it resting against Vex’s tanned skin.
It really shouldn’t be anything extraordinary. He and Vex have been married for months now, and one would think that after all that time, he would have gotten used to her being a de Rolo.
And yet, as he watches the charm catch the sunlight through the window, glittering like something ethereal, Percy’s heart swoops and soars.
Gods, how does she always knock the breath out of him?
Vex lifts her fingers to gently fiddle with the chains as she descends the staircase where he awaits to take her to the ballroom for their gala. “I got it from Cassandra. She said it was okay for me to wear it,” she says. “But if you would rather I take it off…?”
That, at least, snaps Percy out of his revere. “Don’t you dare,” he insists, coming to gently tug her hands away from the charm so he can fully admire how it stands out against her freckled skin. “Gods, Vex. That necklace looks so beautiful on you.”
And then she’s smiling, wide and relieved and Percy is once again rendered breathless, this time by her sheer beauty alone. “You think so?”
It’s such an obvious attempt to fish for compliments, and Percy doesn’t give a single shit that he’s playing right into her hands. “I have never seen an accessory more suited to your beauty,” he whispers, hands coming to rest on her hips.
Vex’s laugh is smooth and sweet, like honey in tea. “I’m glad you like it. I—” she pauses, looking down briefly before murmuring, “I’m very happy to be a de Rolo.”
Oh. Percy’s heart does that swoop-soar thing again at the confession, and he just barely resists falling to his knees in a proper display of worship. Instead, he leans down to press their lips together, uncaring of how her lipstick is surely smearing on his own lips. How could something as trivial as that matter when he’s presented with the opportunity to kiss Vex?
“You are— absolutely— positively— impossibly— divine,” he insists, just barely pulling away enough to force each word out.
“And you, darling,” she coos, reaching up to fix the strands of white hair that got knocked astray in Percy’s near-frenzy. “We’re going to be late to the gala if you keep this up.”
“I cannot overstate how little I care about that, at the moment.”
Vex’s eyes wrinkle with the force of her smile and Percy wants so much to kiss her again, and again, and again, but she gently puts a hand on his chest to stop him. “As much as I would love that, I believe some important people are attending this event, and Cassandra will have our heads if we leave her to deal with them alone.”
Gods, how is she the sensible one? That’s supposed to be him! Heavens above, though, she’s left him with very little ability to think beyond how maddening she is, in the best way.
Percy clears his throat, and tries to freshen his dumb-struck mind. “Ah— yes. Right. Important people. Business. Boring things that pale in comparison to you.”
“There you are, darling,” Vex agrees, pulling back so she can tuck her hand into the crook of his arm and guide him along towards where the gala is already in full swing. He follows, though he already knows that for as much as he may try to be a good lord and host tonight, his attention will never fully leave Vex’ahlia. Really, though, who would blame him for that?
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I Did It Because I Love You! ~ *Kang Yeosang*
Summary: Rose Pink Love
Pairing: Kang Yeosang X Fem!Reader
Genre: Fluffy Oneshot
Word Count: 1411
Warning: Tears
Lipstick Series Masterlist
Pink is the color of affection and sweetness.
You couldn’t help but bounce excitedly as you got ready for tonight. How could you not be excited? Your boyfriend has been so busy these past few days and he finally has the time to take you out. On his way home yesterday, he told you all about this elaborate date he was going to take you on, but he kept a lot of important details to himself. Nevertheless, he promised it was going to be a wonderful surprise. He told you to wear my favorite outfit and be prepared for a spectacular adventure, which made you even more excited just thinking about it.
As you were finishing up your makeup, you decided to go with a soft pink color for your lipstick. Originally, you were going to go for a much bolder color, but thought otherwise. It was probably best if you didn’t overwhelm the outfit with a shock of red or purple.
There was a knock at the door that made you gasp. He’s here! You almost squealed from excitement. You hadn’t seen each other in months and now he was finally here! Grabbing your keys and jacket in case it got cold later, you raced to the door to see Yeosang, smiling brightly at you, as he took in your perfect ensemble. It took everything in your power not to knock him over as you practically jumped into his arms.
“Someone’s happy to see me.” He chuckled, making you snicker.
“Of course! Why wouldn’t I have? You’ve been away on tour for three months! I missed you a lot!” You exclaimed earnestly, hugging him tightly.
His smile widened before he pressed a soft kiss to my forehead, which made you smile. “I missed you a lot too, my darling. Now c’mon,” he took your hand in his, “we have a much needed date to go to.”
You couldn’t stop smiling as you squeezed his hand affectionately, which he returned. He led you through the city to a very fancy restaurant for dinner. As the two of you ate, he told you all the stories of the tour and the boys. He talked about all the places he saw and the people he met. He even brought up his sincere wish to see all of it again with you by his side, making your heart flutter at his words. Just the idea of seeing the world with him made you fall in love with him even more. It meant he was thinking about you while he was away.
When he asked about what happened at home, you explained what had happened while he was away. You talked about your new garden and how you spent a lot of time with his family by going to dinner or other family events with them. He was very happy to hear that you were getting along with his parents and other family members. As you talked, a small part of you noticed how he kept saying how grateful he was that his parents got along with you and how he was happy to have you in his life, but you brushed it off as the excitement of the evening.
As soon as dinner was over, he took your hand and led you to a nearby park for a walk. You smiled to yourself, swinging your intertwined hands as you walked. It was the perfect ending to a perfect night. Never in your life had you felt more happy. And it was all because of this very special person next to you.
“This was really nice, Yeosang.” You sighed dreamily. “We don’t get to do this often, so this really was a wonderful surprise. Thank you for tonight.”
“I know and I’m glad you enjoyed yourself tonight. But it’s not over yet.” He pressed a soft kiss to your temple. “You know how much I missed you while I was gone?”
Sighing again, you nodded. “Do you know how much I missed you?”
He chuckled. “I think I can guess.”
Kissing his cheek, you smiled. “I missed you so very much. Thank you, again, for this. Thank you so very, very, very much for everything.”
“I should be the one thanking you. You go through so much without me and it’s not fair. I want you to know how much I love and appreciate you, even if I hardly ever say it. I really love you so much, Y/n, and you mean the world to me.” He whispered, pulling you closer.
“Aw, Yeosang, you’re going to make me cry!” You dabbed at your eyes as you both chuckled. “But I love and appreciate you too. I love you so much, sometimes it makes me, well, want to cry. I’m so very happy that you love me too. Don’t worry about never showing it; I can always tell you do. Some part of me always just knows that you love me, no matter what happens. I love you, Yeosang, so very much.”
“I love you too.” This time he kissed your lips and you felt the world around me fall away.
Sighing into the kiss, you gripped his shoulders lightly so you wouldn’t disappear with it. Without fail, his kisses always made everything feel alright again. This is why you loved him the most. He always made you feel loved, whether you were in person, kissing the way you are now, or across the world, exchanging beautiful words over FaceTime. He was everything to you and you tried to transpose that through this kiss.
When you felt him slip out of the kiss, you kept your eyes closed for a little bit longer, relishing in the tingle on your lips from his. It was when his hands left your cheeks that you opened my eyes, making you gasp. No, this couldn’t be happening. This had to be some sort of dream! There was absolutely no way this was all real! Is it? Is it real? Really?
Yeosang was down on one knee before you, opening a small velvet box with the prettiest ring you had ever seen in your entire life twinkling up at you, matching his sparkling eyes. He was smiling at you so brightly, you felt as if he were going to burst. Your voice left you speechless and you almost couldn’t breathe. This seriously had to be a dream. But it was a dream you never wanted to wake from.
“Y/n, you are the love of my life, my soulmate. Everything you do for me makes me fall in love with you even more. My parents have also told me how much they appreciate and love you too, which makes me even happier and this decision much easier. I’ve already asked your family for permission and they were so happy to hear it, they practically started planning the wedding right then and there.” You both let out a laugh. Sounds like your family. “Now the only person I have to ask to marry, is you. So will you, Y/n L/n, please make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?”
You weren’t sure if you could trust your voice so you started nodding violently. “Y-yes.” You managed to croak out as he slid the ring onto your finger and tears filled your vision. “Yes, yes, a trillion times yes! Yeosang, of course I’ll marry you! Oh, Yeosang!”
Embracing you tightly, he whispered, with a shaky voice from his own tears, in your ear, “Y/n, you have made me the happiest man in existence. Thank you. I love you.”
Laughing, you started to kiss him. Each word you spoke was accentuated with a kiss upon his face. “I love you, I love you, I love you! You have no idea how much I love you!”
He chuckled. “I think I can guess.”
You continued to laugh at his words and when you noticed his face you started to laugh harder. He looked at you confused, before you pointed it out. “I think I went a little overboard. You have a lot of kiss marks all over your face.”
It was his turn to laugh like crazy before reciprocating your multitude of kisses. When he had his fill, he pressed his forehead to yours. “They’re just there to show just how much we love each other.”
“Then we must love each other very much.”
“Yes, we do.”
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Mutual feelings (Tom holland X reader frat!au)
Summary: You hate the rumours flying in the air, but you don’t hate the idea of them..l..
Warnings:alcohol,curse words ,sexual stuff mentioned ,frat party,fluff.
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“Y/N! If you don’t get out of your room in 15 minutes I swear I’m gonna pull you out of your room myself!”You heard Maddie scream from the kitchen, “Oh and I will not care for how you look!”. She added.
You rolled your eyes and brushed out your curled hair the last time. You went to your wardrobe and wore your heels. After putting on the strap you looked forward in the mirror to check yourself out finally.
Today was Halloween, the day kids come knocking on your door and eat so much candy you swear their little teeth will rot. As an adult you didn’t really care about candy, your halloween was filled with going to some random party and drinking your ass off or maybe even getting laid.
Tonight though you were going to some particular house. That house belonging to Tom Holland and his mates.
Tom Holland was every girl in campus’ crush. He was in the football team and was the captain of it. He was also undeniably attractive, muscular and hot. He wasn’t a playboy and didn’t date much but there were rumours he was dating someone.
And that someone was you.
You were the captain of the cheerleading team and were pretty popular too. In the words of Maddie your best friend since junior year of highschool- literally every boy who looks at you drools so much you can swim in their drool. It was disgusting, yes, but she was indirectly saying you were hot and you appreciate her for that.
As for the rumours, as cliché it can get everyone thought the jock and the cheerleader were dating. Often while walking down the hallways you will hear girls giggling over how cute you both will be or boys saying how Tom always gets the girls but you knew it wasn’t true and you hated these rumours.
Though you and Tom do flirt with each other back and forth the rumours were not true , you were not dating him. But a part of you did want to date him, I mean there is no harm in having a crush,right?
After checking your outfit looked good you put some earrings on, took your phone off the charger and went outside your room to go to Maddie.
“Ok I’m done! I’m being an angel this year!”You said looking at your best friend who was dressed like Harley Quinn.
“Oh that’s pretty um not original but at least you look hot as fuck!”She said looking at you. You had to agree with her on this, you did feel pretty hot.
You looked down at your white off shoulder dress which ended somewhere on you upper thighs and said , “I know this is a very common idea, but you told me the party time last minute and this was the only costume I could make in my room. BUT I ran to the store and got these little props.” You put on a hairband which had a halo attached on it and clipped a pair of wings on.
“Ok now you look like an angel.” Maddie said looking at you.”But I do feel like something’s missing. Oh I know!”She ran to her room and after five minutes you heard a found it.
She came back and gave you a white choker. “Put it on, I swear it’ll look so good”.
You stretched the choker and put it around your neck. “Oh it matches with your garter.”She said.
The garter you were wearing was not attached to anything it was the just a little white lace band around your thigh you thought looked good with the outfit.
“Thanks for the choker, Mads. I really like it!, Can I keep it? Please?”you questioned while giving her puppy dog eyes and pouting your lips.
“Sure why not and your gonna smudge your lipstick if you do that”. She said with an unamused reaction.
“Thank You so much! I love you!”you chuckled at her reaction.
“ by the way you look like a very sexy angel.” She said making you roll your eyes. Of course the garter and choker made you look like the opposite of an angel and an angel but you didn’t care or maybe you did.
“Ok now let’s get out of here.”She said taking her phone.
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As you walked to the front door of the house the party was in you could hear the loud music and people cheering.
You stopped for a second and looked at Maddie. “Is this too much?”You pointed towards your outfit and continued “ I mean does the garter and the choker look okay?” You questioned her with a worried expression.
“Girl you look so good, there will be a line of boys behind you begging for your attention. And as they said in Mean Girls, halloween is the only time you can dress like a slut and no other girls can say anything about it.”Maddison said making you relax.
“Yeah you’re right, I don’t care what the fuck people think if I feel good wearing this I’m gonna wear it.”You said confidently even though you knew at the end of the night you were not gonna feel good because of your heels.
Thr lawn was filled with red solo cups and beer bottles strewn all about. Some glass shards here and there but carefully you walked to the front door.
You both walked in and closed the door. Your ears trying to get used to the loud music and all you could smell was alcohol, perfume and sweat just like a typical frat party.
People were on the floor some were drunkenly walking around, girls were huddled in a corner and were giggling and the place was pretty colourful due to the costumes. You saw people dressed as cops, superheroes, anime characters and some were not dressed at all.
You looked around the room spotting some familiar faces and waving to them. Leo who was also part of the football team winked at you. You chuckled and hoped he wouldn’t see the blush.
“Oh I see Harrison, let’s go talk to him.” Maddie said looking at her crush.”Oh he looks so good, doesn't he? "
You looked at Harrison ironically dressed like Joker. You looked suspiciously at Maddie and watched her go to harrison dragging you along.
"Hey Haz! How are you? " You asked. "love the costume"You said pointing at them both, " Oh look you both are dressed like harley and joker, such a coincidence "You teased.
You looked at Maddie who was currently trying to kill you with her eyes. You chuckled and heard harrison speak to you, "Yeah thanks, you look pretty good too." He lowered his voice and whispered " You know I heard Tom asking me if you were coming to othe party so if you meet him don't tell him I told you anything. " He said getting serious suddenly and then straightened back up and winked.
You chuckled and walked away to get a drink.
You looked around the house while going to the kitchen. Some people were playing truth Or dare while some were playing spin the bottle.
You passed a couple making out and entered the kitchen. You took some soda and poured it in a cup.You had promised Maddie that you will not be drinking alcohol as you were the designated driver of the night.
You looked at the living room through the kitchen as you drank your soda. You spotted maddie and Harrison making their way to the group playing spin the bottle. You have been having a suspicion that they are dating with the way they act but you could be wrong.
"Deep in thoughts?" A familiar voice said breaking your train of thoughts.
You turned around and spotted Tom filling his cup with beer. He looked up at you and smirked.You didn't miss the way his eyes checked you out. Possibly looking at your costume or maybe other stuff.
You chuckled and checked him out. "No costume? " You asked looking at his white button up and black suit trousers.
"I don't do costume, love, but the boys are saying i look like I'm going to a business meeting so i guess that's it. "He chuckled looking down at himself.
"So why did you wear it cause when i usually see you, you're wearing hoodies and sweatshirts?"You asked.
"i don't know guess i wanted to change my style and girls say i look pretty good in it."He said smirking and rolling his sleeves up
You had to agree he looked very fucking hot in it but you had to contain the heat going to your cheeks.
"So what are you doing in here all alone?" Tom asked sipping his drink.
"Just came here to get some soda. " You smiled.
"Not drinking tonight?"
"I am the driver tonight. " You chuckled.
"Did Maddie come with you? " Tom asked.
"Yeah she did why? " You asked skeptically.
"Oh just a question, I don't know i feel like her and haz are dating. "He said looking at the couple laughing at each other.
You looked at them too and smiled.
"By the way you look good as an angel" Tom said blushing.
You looked at him and said"Thank you, you look good too as a person who is going to a meeting. "
Tom chuckled and moved closer to you.
You were pretty sure you looked like a dressed up tomato right now.
"So not playing spin the bottle with her? "
"No it usually just ends with me kissing a random guy with the worst breath ever. " You said grimacing.
Tom chuckled and looked at the party. You looked at his features under the dim light of the kitchen. After a beat of silence you heard him whisper "Who would you want to kiss? ".
"Are we playing 20 questions? " You chuckled. You were shocked with how straightforward he was.
Tom smiled and shook his head.
"I expected the house to be dirty but you guys keep it well kept. " You said looking around wanting to change the subject.
"Yeah well Sam makes us clean the most. Cmon I'll take you on a tour. "He said leading you out of the kitchen.
You guys walked down a hallway with cream coloured walls and looked around.Tom took you through a no. of rooms telling you who lived where. Surprisingly the decor in all the rooms was pretty good. After going around the house you walked into a room which was the farthest to the living room.
The music faded though you could still feel the vibrations through the ground.You walked in and saw Toms jersey on the chair. So this was his room.
“And here’s the last room the best of them, my room.”He said putting some clothes in his wardrobe to look a bit presentable.
“Totally the best.”You said sarcastically watching him keep his hand on his chest in faux offence.
You smiled at his reaction and walked over to the mirror to check your makeup. “Funny how this party turned into a house tour.”you said looking at him staring at you through the mirror. “And I thank you for that I would’ve gotten bored anyway.”you continued.
“Well I wouldn’t let a pretty girl be all alone at a party now, would I ?”he smirked.
You chuckled and looked down.
Tom started walking towards you “Y,know me and Harry were in the living room when you came and I swear to god I saw his jaw literally fucking drop on the floor,”he said “which was also my reaction but then I saw Leo winking at you and I got jealou-“
“Jealous? Why were you jealous?”you asked turning towards him.
Tom looked at you and clenched his jaw. "Guess this was inevitable. Um I have liked you since freshman year. You know since the day you walked in with a ponytail, jeans and our college hoodie. " He chuckled, looking down. "God you were filled with school spirit, darling. " He said looking up at your surprised face.
"Please say something, anything if you want to reject me you can, I have no problem well maybe except the fact that I would be a bit heartbroken, not a bit very heart broken, though I'm not forcing you to-" You cut him off again though this time by pulling his face and kissing him on the lips. He instantly held your waist and brought you closer.
You put your hands on his chest and started pushing him to his bed. He sat on the bed while you straddled his lap.
"You know I like you too, tommy. " You said against his lips. Tom smiled and started kissing down your neck.
"Gosh you look so good,so hot today. " He said finding your sweet spot and sucking on it till the blood came up to the surface. He licked the spot to soothe the pain all while you were whining on top of him and treading his hair with your fingers.
You took your wings and headband off. Tom pulled you closer to him with your thighs and played with your garter.
"Fuck, I didn't see the garter. " Tom said his dick getting harder by the minute. He licked his lips as you pulled him to kiss him again.
You sucked on his bottom lip as he grabbed your ass.You trailed down and started swirling your tongue around his Adams apple.
"Shit, you're gonna be the death of me angel. " He grunted.
"Gosh you feel so good." You moaned while rubbing your core on his cock.
As soon as Tom lifted you to lay you on your bed you heard the door open.
You were shocked at how strong he was as he didn't lose his grip on you even when he got startled.
"Haz! what the fuck are you guys doing here?" He asked.
You saw how drunk maddie and haz were and looking at them pulling away from each other confirmed your suspicions.
"You guys are dating? " You chuckled at maddies state.
"Well i guess the cats out of the bag. " She giggled looking at you both.
"Were you seriously gonna fuck in my room? " Tom asked surprised.
"Well your room is the only one the farthest away. " Harrison defended starting to pull maddie with him.
“Well at least close the door you div !”Tom screamed angrily at him as you laughed at his actions.
After they left the room you looked at Tom and cupped his face.
“Aren’t you tired?”you asked.
“Of him, yes, of holding you up, not at all.”he smirked and finally laid you on the bed.
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This is to make up for the last fic which was pretty shitty! Hope you like it and this is my first time writing a bit smutty so don’t judge me.
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Ty all for the makeover suggestions!! I had a lot of fun making my own versions of the townies, which I have never done before.
As you can see their appearance is pretty faithful to their original. I consider my style to be a more realistic and enhanced version of the EA style. While it's not super obvious (aside from Baby Ariel), I did tweak their facial features and bodies a bit since frankly... EA can make their sims look pretty wacky.
Anyway, I hope you like them!! Full-body screenies and explanations for each townie are below the cut.
Nancy Landgraab (suggested by @plumbobpaparazzi)
I never really liked Nancy's OG look. I feel like she doesn't look classy enough for her status as head of the Landgraab family/company, so my goal for her was to really make her live up her to status. Her hairstyle pays homage to her sims 3 incarnation and frankly, I think she looks better with her hair up than down.
As for her facial features, her eyebrows her tweaked to be less janky-looking but still looking like she could fire you any time. They were also darkened because you cannot for the life of me see them in her OG look. Her nose, lips, and chest were also tweaked to look extra perfect/plump to really emphasize that she's had some procedures done 🤭 I also redid her makeup.
Maaike Haas (suggested by @micrathene-w)
Maaike is seriously an underrated sim and I wish they did her better. I started off by tweaking her facial features because they looked really janky (esp her eyes, I gave her a new preset entirely), so I softened them up and now she looks so much better (while retaining her overall OG look) I also widened her waist because it looked too narrow for her body shape.
I think EA wanted to go for an academia look for her, but the problem with that back when Get Together released was that there really wasn't a lot of academia-esque clothes. The blazer she wears made her look older and the skirt she had was frankly a little too long, so my goal with Maaike was to really give her that cute academia look. I think she turned out amazing and I like her a lot more because of it! I hope you think so too 💖
Baby Ariel (suggested by @akitasimblr)
My biggest problem with Baby Ariel is that the sim looks nothing like her, so she got the appearance biggest tweaks out of everyone. I did a total revamp for her so that Baby Ariel could look more like her real life self. Besides that, I updated her look so she could look more like her present self.
Catarina Lynx (suggested by @chaoticpixls)
I think my goal for our favorite cat-lover here was to make her less... tacky? I still wanted her to be recognizably herself; bouncy and obviously a cat-lover, but cuter and more put-together, if that makes any sense. I also wanted her to appear a bit younger.
I think the biggest sin EA did with the cats/dogs pack is not include a cat/dog beanie. This girl totally rocks it and although that brimmed cap she wore was cute, I think she looks a lot better with a hat that has makeshift cat ears (and not that hair that has the cat headband).
I also made her lipstick a lighter, because her OG shade is just way too dark for her. Sorry.
Knox Greenburg (suggested by @mustanoita)
Ok, my biggest question about how EA did Knox was why he looks so trashy for someone who is big about climate change, going green, recycling, etc. So my goal for Knox was to make him look less trashy and more outdoorsy. I also wanted to make him look younger because he just... looks really old lol. So I gave him a new eye preset, made his cheeks fuller, and gave him a slightly different hair color. I also gave him a new hairstyle that's similar to his OG to really give him that handsome flair because... honestly, EA did him dirty.
Penny Pizzazz (suggested by @ashubii)
Penny's OG look is alright by itself, but I don't think it works that well for Penny since she's meant to be a fashionista who knows what's trending. Also her earrings and shoes did not match with that dress at all. So I gave her a cute trendy outfit that still screams "classy." I also changed her hair because I never liked it and I HC her hair texture to be wavy/curly and not straight so I went with a curlier and more voluminous hairstyle with braids because Penny absolutely slays with braids.
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I’m a little curious in a previous post talking about flatland Bill says color wasn’t banned. Is color also something they can change like flatland, or are they born with it like skin? If they are born with it is does it also apply to the hierarchy, or is it just going to be based off of sides only? If they aren’t born with it, and it’s like clothing are there certain colors no one can be? Like how only important people could wear purple, so only circles can be purple? I watched a Flatland movie animation which I think is the right movie? I had no clue what was going in, but hope to get the book someday. Also since they have eyes at the edge of their bodies did they change it to the center when they left the 2nd dimension, or whatever happened. Is hugging with a line kind of awkward? I feel like it would be super easy to accidentally hug their face too. Sorry if this is a lot of questions I’m just very curious
(Before I say anything else, since you said you wanna get the book, I'm gonna drop this link on you!! Since Flatland is in the public domain, it's legally available for free through Project Gutenberg! And it's got the original illustrations too. Go forth and read Flatland. It's a fascinating little mix of geography lesson + sci-fi + social satire + cosmic horror. I haven't watched any of the movie adaptations yet, so idk how true they are to the book.)
I assume you're talking about this post! Now, this IS a work-in-progress fic, so some of my headcanons about Bill's backstory & home world are subject to change as I write and figure out what ideas would potentially work best. But so far my plans are thus:
In Bill's home dimension, shapes are naturally born with colors—the same way humans are born with different eye, skin, and hair colors; or (perhaps a more apt comparison to account for the wide variety), the way that a flower can potentially bloom with any color of the rainbow depending on its genes. And shapes CAN give themselves different colors, in the same way that humans can get tattoos or makeup.
Just like humans, changing their color could imply something about the person (for instance, in the same way that humans society makes different assumptions about somebody with purple lipstick and skeleton tattoos versus somebody wearing a full face of subtle natural-looking makeup), but in most places you're not gonna find any laws about what you can slap on your skin.
I've mentioned in another post that I choose to interpret Flatland as like Bill's home world, but not the same as Bill's home world—and in particular, it would be an absolutely terrible resource to learn about his world's society and politics. The original Flatland is a satire of Victorian-era beliefs about gender, disability, and social class, and it's great at being that; but I'm writing a fanfic in 2023 and I'm not interested in using Bill's backstory to comment on Victorian-era beliefs. I want to use Bill's backstory to comment on UFO cults, spiritual con artists, child celebrities, and gifted kid burnout. Those themes don't really call for society-wide anxiety over the physical markers of social status; the extreme dehumanization of the disabled; or a very rigid class system with limited opportunities for advancement. So I doubt I'll explore those elements in my version of Bill's home world.
So, yes—in Bill's world, a resourceful line could shade her ends to make herself look like a circle from the side. Exactly the same way that, in our world, a drag king could use makeup contouring to mimic a more "masculine" bone structure and eyeshadow to mimic beard stubble and then go to a drag show wearing a priest costume. In Flatland and in Victorian England, a line contoured like a circle/drag king in a priest costume would be outrageous and unacceptable. In Bill's world and in our 2023 society, the people who are offended by such a performance are on the losing side of history and screaming impotently as their influence dies, and you can go see a drag king priest and it's fine. You can even be a drag king priest. I believe in you. ✨
And since I'm having shapes be born different colors, I don't plan on having any association between specific colors and a hierarchical ranking. I'm not interested in recreating racism & colorism in fantasy math shape land.
Just to give you a sense of how much of Flatland's society I'm willing to throw out, I'm not even sold on whether I'm going to keep the triangle-to-circle shape hierarchy. If I do keep it, I'll be treating it the same way I'd treat other elements of Flatland's Victorian satire: like it might have been true ages ago but by Bill's time things have changed. Maybe there's still an informal hierarchy and you've still got a system in place that keeps the poor poor and the rich rich BUT it's much less formalized/codified than it was a few generations ago and there are more and more people who see these social forces as an unjust system—so for instance, maybe you still see more circles than triangles in politics because they come from families with old money that were already powerful a century ago, but if somebody unironically says "circles SHOULD be leaders because they're naturally morally and intellectually superior," it smacks of eugenics and nobody trusts that guy.
But I also might just... not keep the shape hierarchy and not keep the "each generation gets closer to a circle" worldbuilding at all. (I've already joked in another post about making Bill's dad a rhombus with no explanation just to confuse the people who have read Flatland.)
What's most likely, though, is that I just won't say anything for OR against the existence of a shape hierarchy, because it's just not something likely to come up based on the themes I'm writing about lmao.
Yes, I assume that (at least most of) the few shapes that survived from Bill's dimension eventually relocated their eyes "inside" their bodies, like he did, as part of adapting to live in 3D space. "Magic? Surgery? Divine intervention?" IDK—the exact mechanisms of how they did this body modding isn't a plot point I'm likely to explore. Bill made the change very quickly and immediately, because he WANTED to explore the third dimension and wanted a body that better accommodated that, and also because destroying his dimension came with a huge power boost and so he could just change himself like that. Guys like Kryptos or Hectorgon probably had to do it another slower way.
There might be other surviving shapes out there who didn't join Bill's crew, and some of them might still keep their eyes on their sides, so it's not a mandatory or universal change. But at least the shapes Bill still hangs out with apparently thought it was a good idea.
I feel like a human asking "is hugging with a line kind of awkward" is sort of like a snake asking "is hugging with humans awkward? Since they can't wrap each other up with their whole body? Like, that's gotta be limiting, right?" From a snake's perspective, humans hugging might be limited, but humans don't think so because we don't conceptualize hugging the same way that snakes do, and we invented the act of hugging in a way that's convenient to us; and from a human's perspective, hugging a line might be awkward, but shapes don't think so because getting your arm around a long flat surface is the normal way of hugging to them. They're just used to it. And also used to not squashing each other's faces. Unless it's a really tight hug.
Now, ALL OF THE ABOVE being said...
Most of this probably isn't gonna be directly explored in the fic! I can't think of any reason in the fic why I'd stop and talk about why shapes are colors (unless like Mabel asks or something lmao). But like, Kryptos is blue, and Bill is gold, and Bill's mother is the same color he is, and these things will probably get passing mentions in the fic, and so if you read that in a fic you can guess that the author probably headcanons "the shapes come in different colors" and "color might be hereditary, since mother & child are the same color" and "the characters don't talk about having had to paint/dye themselves or anything, so maybe they naturally come in those colors?" but like I'm not likely to talk about it directly! Same goes for most other aspects of Bill's home society that aren't directly relevant to the kind of story I'm trying to tell.
Which means: this post, outside of the fic, is what I'm currently thinking I'll do. But if I don't actually talk about this in fic, what I've said in this post is probably still true: but what's MORE TRUE and MORE IMPORTANT is "if I didn't bring it up in the fic itself, it's not something necessary for you to know to understand the fic." For example, if I don't bring up the Flatland shape hierarchy, then you're free to make whatever assumptions you want about whether one is/isn't there in the background: but not bringing up a hierarchy DOES mean that you're not supposed to interpret Bill's character/backstory on the assumption that a hierarchy had an important, measurable impact on his life. If it were important to the fic, it would be in the fic.
I've said in a few other posts that I don't want a single part of this Gravity Falls fic to require the audience to know any story except Gravity Falls. That applies to Flatland, too. You don't have to read it to understand what I'm doing with Bill's backstory. Any worldbuilding from Flatland that I want you to know, I'll bring up in the fic; and therefore any Flatland worldbuilding I don't reference in the fic isn't necessarily canon to the fic.
(That doesn't mean I won't still answer headcanon asks that aren't directly relevant! I love headcanon asks. It's just that I know that people will probably read my fic assuming "if the author doesn't explicitly mention X, then the way the fic handles X is probably exactly identical to Flatland and we should make assumptions based on that." I'm trying to prevent that! It's actually the opposite: if Flatland does X and I never mention X, that probably means it isn't the same in my fic.)
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LBSC Sprint Challenge June 2023
The LBSC Sprint Challenge is now open for writers and artists!
The prompts are:
1. Luka takes Marinette out for a fancy dinner. While there, the waiter brings her a dessert/wine glass/etc. with an engagement ring inside. Marinette says yes. The problem: Luka wasn't planning on proposing that night & that's not his ring.
2. Lifeguard meet cute
3. Juleka: "That shade of lipstick looks better on Marinette. Luka, rose isn't your color. A deep plum or berry would suit you better."
Luka: "You're right. Rose really isn't my color. She's yours."
4. Luka sees a girl on the subway carrying a giant bag of craft supplies and wearing a button that says "I craft for chaos" and just knows he has to meet her
5. "That was the worst proposal I've ever heard." "I know. Just answer the question please."
6. Wildcard - pick any of the prompts available from our sister blog, @mlweeklyprompts, or any previous challenge prompt.
You have until Wednesday, June 28 to complete your 3 15-minute sprints/45 minute art sprint and post the results. Once you’ve completed the sprints, you have 24 hours to edit (which can include some new writing to smooth transitions and make it feel complete, and whatever work you feel appropriate to get your art to a state you consider ‘finished’).
Please note you may sprint in the language of your choice, and you can either translate the final fic before posting, post it in the original language, or both as you choose. You can join us on the LBSC discord or sprint on your own! Just be sure to tag @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers in your final post so we will see it and reblog it. The rest of the rules can be found here under the cut.
Rules!
We’ll post a beginning and end date to the challenge, and a prompt.
Writers, If you choose to participate in the event, write for that prompt in up to three 15 minute sprints. No writing outside the sprints until you have completed all three! After the 3 sprints are complete, you have 24 hours to edit (which can include some new writing to smooth transitions, etc). You can also choose to break that 45 minutes up differently if you find a different split works better for you. After those 24 hours, post what you’ve got. Tag your posts with @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers so we can reblog it to the LBSC blog. If you post your work on AO3 or somewhere other than Tumblr, you can leave a link in our ask box or in the appropriate discord channel so we can be sure to promote it. After the designated challenge end date, we’ll compile a listing of the submissions and post it to the LBSC blog.
Feel free to sprint in whatever language is most comfortable to you! You can post it in your own language or translate it before posting, or both!
Artists, you have 45 minutes to sketch and 24 hours to do any cleanup or coloring you’d like to complete. You can split your 45 minutes up however you like, or not at all. There’s no requirements on your finished piece, just aim for whatever goal seems challenging but achievable to you. Tag your posts with @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers so we can reblog it to the LBSC blog. If you post your work on Instagram or somewhere other than Tumblr, you can leave a link in our ask box or in the appropriate discord channel so we can be sure to promote it. After the designated challenge end date, we’ll compile a listing of the submissions and post it to the LBSC blog.
If you’re wavering as to whether or not you think you can accomplish anything in 45 minutes, we really encourage you to give the challenge a try. You may be surprised what you can do! Feel free to join us in the discord linked above so we can encourage and cheer you on.
Obviously, this has to run a bit on the honor system and we won’t be tracking your times, but please do your best to honor the spirit of the challenge! If your sprint fic becomes an Entire Thing (these things happen sometimes) and you want to continue it, feel free! However, please still post whatever you’ve got after your 3 sprints with the tag. No fair busting out a fully polished fic or art without showing us what it looked like at the challenge stage!
We want to keep this a positive space and event! This does NOT mean that you can’t write or draw anything critical of a character or episode, but it isn’t the space for character bashing or hate either. Please keep the characters in character and save the more speculative work for another time. NSFW sprint works are permitted but must be tagged appropriately (please use “NSFW LBSC sprint challenge” for easy filtering on the blog) and with appropriate warnings. (More FAQ about the process here)
This is a Lukanette blog and a Lukanette event, so while Lukanette does not need to be the main ship, it needs to at least be included or referenced and considered endgame (in other words, they don’t have to be together by the end of your work, but the intent is that they’re headed in that direction). The decision about what qualifies for reblog rests solely with the LBSC moderators. If a piece hasn’t been reblogged within a couple of days, either the mods felt the piece didn’t meet the criteria or it was simply missed; you are welcome to reach out in the asks to inquire which. There are plenty of other spaces out there for other ships and OT3s, and people are welcome to use the challenge rules and prompts to write for their own ships! They just won’t be reblogged to the LBSC blog, and we ask that you please not use the event tag (a modified form is fine - “InsertAlternateShipName sprint challenge” instead of “LBSC sprint challenge,” for example).
Happy sprinting!
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About your last rb from me- God right? Radblr loves to talk abt being open minded +uplifting lesbians but once we critique butch/femme shit we get shut down IMMEDIATELY.
One of my first popular posts on here was me asking what butch and femme means and I literally couldn't get a clear answer besides it being a word for how you present yourself....or reclaiming femininity and masculinity as a lesbian somehow....but isn't the point of radical feminism to destroy those two very things 🤔
I’m just happy to know I’m not alone in being iffy about the whole thing!! But it’s very frustrating that radblr is all “we love lesbians!!” But once we have something to say that doesn’t follow the script, it’s over.
I’ve heard that butch/femme originated as roles for protection…but in the modern (western) world, that doesn’t seem to be what they’re here for. It really does seem like fancy words for masculinity, femininity, and heteronormativity to me. “I just want to put on lipstick and cook for a nice strong butch!” Just sounds like lesbians trying to reword the heteronormativity they’ve been fed since childhood, and trying to fit into it the best they can instead of just rejecting it.
I’ve also heard the point that if we’re to believe butch/femme are something innate, then we also must believe that “femininity” and “masculinity” themselves are innate…which is exactly what radical feminism and gender criticism/abolition stands against. That really got me thinking about the whole thing differently, because yeah, how can I simultaneously believe that a woman can be innately “butch”, but not innately desire to wear makeup and be submissive? They contradict each other so one has to go…and I’m certainly not going to start believing that the oppressive concept of femininity is innate.
This is probably a spicy take but I have a hard time taking femmes seriously tbh…we seem to all agree that it doesn’t matter why you’re performing femininity, it just matters that you’re performing it (submitting to gender roles). Why is that true and an acceptable rebuttal for choice/liberal feminism, but when a femme says “I perform femininity for women!!!” It’s not treated the same way?
It’s late so I’m not sure how well I expressed myself here…clearly I had Things To Say lmao so thank you for giving me the opportunity to do so. I guess it’s just hard for me to not be side-eyeing butch/femme with my deep hatred for gender roles. It just feels like more roles to play, but lesbianified.
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Voiceplay Visuals: Valhalla Calling
This could be a bit of a long one (though still probably not as long as my post for Hide And Seek/Ding Dong)
Valhalla Calling was released on the 8th of April, 2023, and is kinda-sorta a sister video to My Mother Told Me. But Voiceplay didn't restrict themselves to just standing in front of greenscreen backgrounds this time, no no no! They worked together with some production studios/group called Vū, and usually I give credit shoutouts as I go through the video, but I think it might just be easier this time if I show you the credits in the description instead:
Yeah, this one was massive. (And wow Eli did a lot for this one! Shoutout to Eli!)
Voiceplay didn't see a return of Jose Rosario Jr for this one, but we got J None back for it! Woooo! So anyway, let's get into this!
I will get to everyone individually, but check out the set! I like the shields in the background.
J None! The man, the myth, the legend.
J has got the same kind of rune/symbol on his forehead as he did in My Mother Told Me (I'm using the video thumbnail for MMTM for comparison purposes), but brighter white on his cheeks, and of course a fresh new haircut. His shirt(?)/top is the same as well I believe, but the fur is different to that of his original costume.
Cesar of course didn't join Voiceplay till sometime after My Mother Told Me (fun fact: Valhalla Calling was release just a couple weeks shy of when My Mother Told Me was released, two years' prior), so nothing to compare against, but I love his makeup here!
Appreciation for the visual effects/design!
Geoff has swapped out the grey fur over one shoulder for a brown fur cloak/cape thing, and ditched the purple-ish lipstick he was wearing in My Mother Told Me as well, making him look a bit less terrifying 😝 (also, his hair in this one has a bit more fluff/volume to it (love that for him <3)). He does however have the same/similar tattoo designs on his face that he had in My Mother Told Me.
(Also I know I'm meant to be sticking to just the visuals, but you can't just expect me to talk about Valhalla Calling without talking about the B0 subharmonic that Geoff holds for 15 seconds!!!)
Layne seems to be wearing almost exactly the same (if not the exact same) outfit as he did in My Mother Told Me (see the first screencap above), and the same kind of face designs as well
Eli still has tattoo designs on his head like in My Mother Told Me (though whether they're the same or not I'm not sure), but the makeup around his eyes is darker, and of course, he now has a full beard and mustache! (Very impressive, might I add)
"shields and s p e a r s"
(For someone who is ridiculously modest when talking about himself ("baritone with a bass range" I mean REALLY), Geoff sure knows how to look incredibly smug in videos when he wants to be 😅😂)
Actually scratch what I said about nothing to compare Cesar's outfit against - the cloak he's wearing is the same one (or at least very very similar to) the one that Jose wore in My Mother Told Me!
Also shoutout to Cesar for being able to do literally anything when it comes to characters, acting, and performances! Multifaceted is an understatement honestly (and yes I will be talking about Creep, eventually)
He's coming!!!
He is here!!!
(Love Geoff raising his alehorn(?) to J in greeting here)
Outside group shot! Makes costume comparisons a heck of a ton easier.
Layne is basically the only one that stuck with basically his whole original outfit. J kept parts of his and still stuck close to the original concept (with the fur and stuff), Eli definitely got an outfit upgrade (though his tunic/shirt is a pretty similar green colour to what he was wearing in MMTM, and Geoff just basically went with a brand new look (Good For Him). He's still got one arm uncovered/exposed like in MMTM, but it's the right arm this time, not the left! (And J none has more of his arms exposed than he originally did!)
Very smooth hood flip! (which somehow I never noticed before this)
More appreciation for Cesar's makeup!
Everyone of course gave this performance 110%, and J None absolutely killed it with his original rap solo (hey, it was a visual performance too!), but also look at Geoff, looking like some sort of powerful and intimidating sorcerer while delivering another B0 subharmonic held note!
J None trying to rival Layne in Hoist The Colours with his Fierce/Crazy Eyes look I see!
Also whoops I think I just spotted a minor editing/continuity mistake. See Cesar in the background in the above shot here? With the hood off? Well this is the next frame:
Cesar with the hood still on. I shan't hold it against them (editing this must have been a nightmare, at least partially), but I am here to talk about visuals, and so if I see something of note, then I will mention it!
A very small and very blink-and-you-miss-it eyebrow quirk/raise from Geoff (y'know, just to kill us further 😆)
The original creator of the song, Miracle Of Sound, commented on this video, saying "Well done, lads. Definitely one of the more creative covers I've heard! I rate it ten raised alehorns out of ten." And the video currently sits at 4.2 million views on YouTube, which is pretty dang impressive considering the video isn't even a year old yet (UPDATE: as of the 20th of March, it's now at 4.6 million! Goddamn!)
Incredible video, incredible arrangement, incredible vocals, it's honestly peak Voiceplay (but not Voiceplay at it's peak! They don't have one!). I have a good handful of videos to keep going through, so stay tuned!
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