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yuujispinkhair · 3 months

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Hello Winter!! Love you and your writing! Here’s a thirst for you on thirsty Thursday: beautiful strong man Kuna comes home after a long day of dealing with his twin Yuji and he just wants to relax but you’re just overly excited and just keep talking and talking and he doesn’t have the heart to tell you to shut up so he just kisses you and tells you to drop to your knees so he can get his annoyance out and then he’ll listen to your sweet voice once he’s done.

Don’t KNOW WHERE THIS CAME FROM BUT NEED SUKUNA TO JUST SHUT ME UP 🥴

Aww that's so sweet of you!! I am sending you lots of love!! 💗💗 And omggg I love that thirst!!! Thank you for sharing it with me! I need him to shut me up like that, too 💗💗 I had to write a little drabble because this was too delicious ;)

Pairing: Sukuna x Reader (female) Genre: smut + fluff Word Count: 600 Warnings: 18+, smut, oral (Sukuna + Reader receiving). All characters are of age. Divider by @/benkeibear

Sukuna is a gentleman when it comes to you. He is much softer with you than he ever thought he could be. So, no, Sukuna chooses not to outright tell you to shut up. But he still knows exactly what to do to get what he wants.

Large, strong hands land on your waist and pull you onto Sukuna's lap,

"Come here, princess."

That sexy grin is on his face as he leans closer. And then his lips are on yours, moving slowly but firmly against yours while his muscular arms wrap around your body and keep you in place.

Sukuna smiles into the kiss when he feels you practically melt against him, sighing so sweetly when his tongue pushes between your lips and licks teasingly into your mouth. He knows how to kiss you right, knows exactly what to do to make you shut up.

Soon, your fingers are dancing over his undercut and running through his pink hair as you lick eagerly against his tongue, opening your sweet mouth even further for him, letting him kiss you deep and slow just like you love it.

Sukuna kisses you until you are all putty in his strong hands, moaning softly into his mouth and tugging on his hair while unconsciously grinding against the growing bulge in Sukuna's pants.

You groan when he pulls away from the kiss with one last teasing flick of his tongue. But Sukuna puts a long finger on your lips before you can complain, maroon eyes looking deeply into yours, lips lifted in an amused smirk,

"You'll get more kisses, I promise. But first, I want you to get on your knees and make out with my cock just like you made out with my tongue right now."

His cock twitches when you slip off his lap and push his muscular thighs apart to kneel between them. Yes, this is what he needs after a day like that: Your sweet lips wrapped around his cock, the only noises you make loud slurps and cute moans, your spit drooling all over his hard length, your velvety tongue tracing every throbbing vein on his dick, your soft lips making out with his swollen tip until loud groans fall from his lips and he feels his balls tightening.

Sukuna pushes your head down onto his twitching cock, soft praise falling from his lips as he busts his whole milky load into your mouth, giving you a copious amount of cum to swallow before you can talk again.

He feels so much lighter afterward, sighing contentedly as his spent cock slips out of your mouth. A smile spreads over his tattooed face as you lift your head and lick your swollen lips, getting every last drop of his cum, like the good girl that you are. Just like Sukuna makes sure to get every last drop of your cum when he pulls you back on the couch and eats your sweet pussy until you cream on his tongue and squeal his name.

It's the first thing you say since the moment he effectively shut you up with his kisses.

But now everything is perfect again. The stress has left Sukuna's body, his mind is clear again, and the headache that was threatening to take over is gone. And you look happy, too, as Sukuna pulls you into his arms, wrapping them around you and pulling you against his body so the two of you are cuddled up tightly on the couch, legs intertwined and the whole length of your bodies touching.

Sukuna presses a tender kiss to your forehead and finally asks,

"So, how was your day, princess? Tell me everything."

#sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #sukuna #sukuna fluff #sukuna smut #sukuna x y/n #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jjk fluff #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #ryomen sukuna

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oneforthemunny · 7 months

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Are you still doing the blurb requests? If so I’d like to request modern!steddie dealing with their drunk girl.

yes i am lol! i kinda forgot about it my bad lol. but yes!

"Can you- fuck- can you just stand?" Eddie's tone clipped, coated with irritation, hands under your arms while you went slack in his arms.

"I don't wanna go home!" You whined, slurred and childish. It made Eddie roll his eyes, fist hammering on the door.

"Too bad. We're already home. Stand up, holy shit- Steve!" Eddie pounded on the door, one hand under you, teeth grit in annoyance.

Thirsty Thursday at the local college bar, where you and all your friends went in undergrad because they didn't card and the drinks were half off every Thursday night. Eddie opted to come with you, just in case.

He was glad he did after your fourth frozen margarita, head lolling at the table, cackling loudly and throwing your head back, almost falling out of the chair.

"I'm gonna let you fall." Eddie warned, grunting as he tried to lift your dead weight. You'd gone slack in his arms, whining and trying to pull out of his grasp.

"I'm being serious, stand up, or I'm gonna let you fall." He wouldn't, not intentionally, but he was about to drop you, with every slide of your legs out from under you.

"No you're not." You mumble, bratty even through your current boozed state.

"Stand up, baby, I'm serious. Goddamit, Steve! Where the fuck..." Eddie hissed, kicking his boot against the door. The wood of the door moved, curving at the impact.

"Calm down, I'm coming! What the fuck is even-" Steve swung the door open, Eddie pulling you up with a grunt, eyes narrowed and hard. "Oh." Steve hummed, looking at the two of you.

"Harrington, help me." Eddie snapped.

Steve smirked, hand sneaking under your other shoulder, the two pulling you easily into the house. "Guess it was a good night?"

"She's fucked." Eddie shook his head. "Threw up in the Patterson's yard."

"You're just a messy girl, hm?" Steve grinned, amused at your pouty face, fighting the sleep that threatened to overcome you.

"'m not." You whine, words jumbled in your mouth, slurring together.

"You are." Eddie rolled his eyes. "Acting so bad tonight for me."

"Uh-oh, did you act bad for Eddie?" Steve teased, voice lilting into a nearly mocking tone.

Normally it would make you roll your eyes, annoyed that they'd talk to you like a child. Now, it made you whine, a nasally huff, lower lip protruding. "I-I didn't even mean to be bad." Your eyes fluttered, glassy gaze, mascara smudged gently under your eyes.

"I just wan'd to have fun, and-and Eddie," You pointed at him accusingly. "Made me leave! He was being me-mean to me first." You mumbled, head lolling back onto the sofa.

"No, no, uh-uh, up." Eddie shook his head. "You're not sleeping here. Wake up."

Steve laughed at the whine you gave, arms flailing all sloppy and pathetic in a little fit. It was cute, entertaining really. You blew a puff of air through your lips, vision sliding in and out of focus on Eddie.

"You're bein' re-hiccup!-really mean to me tonight." You mumbled, reaching for him anyways.

Eddie rolled his eyes, letting you wrap yourself around his torso, arms around his neck so he could lift you. He shared a look with Steve, rolling his eyes.

"Get a trashcan." Steve grinned, arms crossed over his chest. "Roll her on her stomach."

"Yeah, yeah, I got her, Harrington." Eddie grunted lightly. "Next time you can deal with her. Fuckin' animal."

#oneforthemunny #oneforthemunny blurbs #eddie munson blurb #steve harrington blurb #modern!steddie #modern!dom!steddie #modern!steddie x reader #modern au #eddie munson au #steve harrington au #steddie #steddie x you #steddie x reader #steddie blurb

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guilty-pleasures21 · 2 months

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The perfect guy

I have decided to follow a Monday/Thursday schedule, friends. Note: the list of chapters currently released only includes the ones I've already written and drafted as posts. I still have a few more coming, so fret not my thirsty friends!

Also, I hope everyone has an easy week 🥰.

The project

The new guy

The lie

The new body

The hospital

The first time

The suit

The virus

The escape

Warnings: None

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Margo strode past the grumpy, dark-haired scientist hunched over his desk. “New girl’s coming tomorrow.”

Eddie grunted in acknowledgement of her pointless statement: he didn’t need someone else to come and mess up all the research he’d already done. No, what he really needed was a living test subject - someone into whom he could code the genetic sequences he'd been working on in order to study their effects on humans. Margo stepped back to his bench and placed a hand on her hip.

“I hope this isn’t the attitude you’ll be giving her on her first day.” She folded her arms across her chest and leaned closer to him, her eyes narrowing and her frown curling up at the ends into a wicked smile. “Save it for the third day.”

Eddie rolled his eyes and waved her away, too focused on mixing his PCR reagents together. He’d have to make sure to keep this new girl far, far away from his research.

“And they’ll let me stay with you?” Miguel asked quickly, the speed of his response making up for the lack of hopefulness in his tone. It wasn't his fault he didn't know what it felt like to hope though. X scrolled through the contract again.

“Yup!” she confirmed. “I made sure they put that in there.”

“But …” Miguel paused, running through the list of topics he'd noted down that she didn't like talking about. He couldn't find what he wanted to ask anywhere on it, so he pressed on. “Would you still want me? If I had powers like that?”

He was referring to the arachnid powers that the military wanted to encode into his future human body: one of the stipulations they’d included in exchange for their support with her research. But it didn't matter to her - nothing mattered as long as she got to see him, to touch him, to hold him tight and inhale the scent of him, whatever it would be. She grinned at the thought. “Of course! The powers are just … They don’t take anything away from you. You’re still you.”

Miguel smiled back at her, sparking at her response. “Have you signed it?”

X snickered at his enthusiasm. “No: I wanted to check with you first. You’ve run all the possibilities?”

Miguel took a moment to run through the contract again.

“You’ll own me, but they’ll own all your research,” he summarised. “That means that they could make thousands of other people just like me if it works.” X's stomach curdled at the thought. She knew it was a great risk, giving the scarily well-funded military the opportunity to build their own ‘super soldiers’ but … she wanted to be selfish.

“We can deal with that when we come to it,” X decided finally, not wanting to dampen her excitement at finally being able to be with Miguel. “Maybe you can just pretend to get sick or something?”

Miguel nodded eagerly in agreement.

“Okay.” Whatever it took to be with her, he’d do it. “I’ll do whatever it takes to be with you, mi amor. Te-” ‘Te amo, querida,’ he wanted to tell her. But he couldn’t tell her that because he didn’t know what it actually meant to love someone. And she’d always wave him off whenever he’d tried to say it before, dismissing him with a non-committal hum that had his processing speed slowing down. So he’d just stopped saying it all together.

She smiled at how easily he'd always say it. He’d always tell her he loved her with such conviction that she could almost believe it was true. But she was terrified to let herself believe it until he was a real human being upon whom she could shower all her love and be loved in return.

“I …” She swallowed the words down, still unable to say it, not yet. “I want you too, Miguel.” Her lips curled at the ends at the thought and he felt his code start to speed up again.

“When do you start?” he asked, impatient for the day he'd finally be able to see her smile without the screen coming in the way.

“As soon as I sign the contract,” she replied, uncapping her stylus and holding it over the tablet. “So probably tomorrow.”

“Scan it once you’re done - I’ll send it over immediately.” His words came out faster than normal and X laughed at his eagerness.

“No blackouts, Miguel,” she warned him, signing her name on the contract and promising the research she’d spent a lifetime working on to the military. Miguel smiled, sparking at the happiness on her face.

“No blackouts, querida.”

“And this is Eddie,” Margo introduced, stopping at his bench with their new recruit, “the Spiderman nerd you’ll be stuck with for the next few years.” Eddie snorted as he adjusted the focus on his microscope.

“Let’s see how she survives the next few days,” he challenged, unimpressed. Then he scowled at Margo's insult. “And I am not a ‘Spiderman nerd’.” He turned to shoot her a glare, but then his gaze landed on the new girl and he paused. She was pretty - in a cute way. Long eyelashes, perfectly almond-shaped eyes, rosy lips. And she had a nice figure too, if he had any time outside of his research to think about that sort of thing. X's eyes widened with awe as she met his gaze.

“You’re the one who figured out how to incorporate the arachnid DNA into human DNA?” They'd allowed her access to all their confidential files once she’d sent over the signed contract and she'd spent almost the entire night going over it with Miguel. “Okay, so, can I go over the web-shooters with you? So, we’ll need a secretory organ to make those work, right? Do you think we could make it open up beneath his fingernails or something? I don’t want him to be exposed to the outside environment so close to his blood vessels.” She pulled out the chair beside him and took a seat, waiting for his response as he digested her words.

“Uh, sure,” he replied, a little talen aback by her enthusiasm. Her first day and she already wanted to jump right into it? He turned to face her, considering all the alternatives himself. “But then wouldn’t his fingernails stop the webs from shooting out?”

X stopped to think about it, her head tilting to the side and her lips pursing in a way that made his chest start to warm.

“Hmm, that makes sense. What about …” She grabbed a nearby piece of paper to start jotting down all their ideas, and he wondered if maybe they would get along after all.

Tags: @jadeloverxd

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yjhariani · 1 year

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What if the team found out the reader is fasting, so they kinda help the reader with their heavy duty work n stuff.

First day had always been hard. Especially when the people around you were not practising fasting for Ramadan like you did. Also, you felt more tired, sleepier, and more dehydrated than you expected.

You were this close to snapping at everyone around you. Price was giving you a bunch of tasks, Ghost was nowhere to be seen, and Soap and Gaz decided to slack off. Even worse, the two thought you would not notice.

Then, it was early afternoon. The sun was scorching and you would do anything for a nap. Alas, you had to unload a few cargos. Ghost decided to show up for once, but he was as slacking as the other two.

“Fuckin’ hell, look at the state of you,” Ghost said out of nowhere. “Jesus, if I’d known you’re doing all the work, I would’ve given these two punishments.”

“What else is new?” you replied.

“You good?” Ghost asked.

“I’m fine, LT, I’m just… tired and thirsty and hungry and irritated,” you sighed.

“Go take a break. Eat,” Ghost said.

“Actually, I’m fasting, so I can’t eat until dusk,” you stated.

That stopped Soap and Gaz amidst their conversation.

“I’m… not on a diet or anything, it’s just day one of Ramadan. Guess I’ll get used to it, it’s not a big deal,” you added.

“It is?” Gaz asked, but decided that was not how he wanted himself to sound and immediately followed by excitedly saying, “It is!”

The two sergeants exchanged a glance before racing towards you.

“I’ll go and take that now,” Soap said as he took the big box you were unloading.

“I’m sorry I have no idea what today is,” Gaz said as he unloaded the next box. “I literally have no idea what day of the week it is. Is it Thursday yet?”

“It is Thursday,” you said.

The two soon moved on and you were left with the lieutenant. In fact, you were about to unload the next box when he took over.

“Take a break,” he said. “It’s not a request.”

“Yes, sir,” you exhaled. “Thank you, sir.”

By now Soap had returned.

“You get to pick dinner, my friend,” Soap said.

“Dude, we eat at the mess, everyone gets to pick dinner,” you chuckled.

#simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #kyle garrick x reader #gaz x reader #soap x reader #john mactavish x reader

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spaceydoo · 1 year

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sad hours <3

benimaru shinmon x female reader smut/fluff

contains : virgin reader, inexperienced reader, lonely reader, dick craved reader, foreplay, beni is experienced, rough beni, beni gives head, squirting, overstimulated reader, blabbering and talking nonsense, beni chokes you, use of safe word, doing it at ur parents house, comforts you after, talking about your feelings at the end, rainy day sex.

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you and your boyfriend, beni haven’t seen each other in a little over 2 weeks. it started when he had a bright idea that you both should live together in an apartment. he found a job to make some money for this idea which you supported him fully of course by getting a job as well. you stayed at your moms house as your parents were divorced until you were financially stable. he found a great job in the office and was making good money. while you worked as an assistant chef making decent money. he lived with some friends who you knew really well. you both recently started your jobs and started getting adjusted to your schedules. but deep down, you hated it.

he worked from monday to friday, 5 am to 8 pm which was exhausting and on the weekend he slept for most of the day, never finding time for you. he did facetime you and tried to visit you but things would get in the way and he wouldn’t be able to come over. you on the other hand only worked tuesdays and thursdays from 5 pm to 12 am since you were only an assistant.

you hated not seeing him for this long. you craved his soft hands, his caring touch, his loving eyes, his warm lips, and much more. you wanted him more than ever and you thought about him daily. shift after shift all you could think about was being with this man.

days turned into weeks, still without seeing him. you thought you were gonna go crazy. he facetimed you about your day once in a while but it wasn’t enough. one of these facetimes had you horny and craving him and you were at your breaking point and you decided that you had to let it out.

“hey baby how was your day?” beni said in a low and tired voice on a friday night while still in his office suit lying on his back. he looked tired and you felt bad for him but couldn’t deny he looked so damn good.

“my day was fine.” you said in a cold tone while you were doing your skincare routine, getting ready for bed. you hated how he couldn’t tell that you were in need of him and decided to give him the cold shoulder.

“why’re you giving me an attitude. what? u missed me so much you’re starting to hate me? oh he didn’t know the beginning of it. you needed him bad.

the way he stared at you through the screen with tired but relaxed eyes as if he was taunting you. the way he smiled a little almost as if he thought it was a joke. the way he ruffled his hair a little knowing you were still very much obsessed. oh yeah, that was your breaking point.

“babe i missed you so much i can’t even explain it. i want you so bad. i need you so bad you don’t even know. i’ve been trying to not think about you but that just went to thinking about you more. please come over tomorrow so we can talk about it. and maybe do something more.

*silence* you were starting to regret saying that.

“oh really? didn’t think you were that dick thirsty. not seeing me for this long made you that horny? i’ll be over tomorrow to deal with you. love ya. good night.” he said in a cocky tone.

“good night babe” you said not trying to seem too excited.

*end call*

“woah.” you were at a lost of words. your excitement was hard to contain. finally you were going to get “dealt with” which made you excited none the less. but you were of course nervous.

it was your first time having sex which made you a bit worried. but you knew beni would make it the best since he’s always been the type to spoil you and treat you the best possible. you finished your skincare trying not to worry to much and went to bed.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . .

you ran to the door almost slipping on the way downstairs. when you opened it you saw your boyfriend standing there smirking while holding flowers.

“beni!” you jumped on him while he held you in a hug. it was raining pretty heavily outside and his hair wet was just magnificent to see. he didn’t even enter the house before you guys started making out while he still held you.

“i missed you so much baby i’m sorry i couldn’t see you” he said after breaking the kiss and taking brief breaths.

“i missed you too” you said while you stared into his eyes.

“i said i would deal with you right? now’s time i show you that i was serious.” he said while dropping the flowers he brought and began walking up the stairs still holding you.

he was a little wet from the rain but you didn’t mind. when you both made it up stairs, you knew this was going to be the best. he layed you on the bed before going on top and leaving hickeys on your neck. he took off your gray spaghetti strap shirt and stared with admiration at your perky soft breast

“didn’t even wear a bra. you missed me this much huh? i’ll take great care of you hun don’t worry”

before you could even respond, he began playing with your breasts. he sucked on one of them while he caressed with the other. you were caught off guard. this feeling was foreign and unusual but so good. you let out a little moan while raising your back off the bed indicating you want more.

he then started going down to your shorts which were already stained wet from the moment he entered the house.

“you’re so wet for me huh princess?” he said in a low voice which made you shiver.

you weren’t wearing underwear which made easy access. he moved your shorts to the side and moved down in between your legs.

“may i?” he said while staring into your eyes.

“y- yes” you stuttered being a little nervous. his red eyes never leaving your gaze.

he spread your legs and began licking your clit in circles. oh he was good.

“mmh” you moaned while you began closing your eyes before you were interrupted by beni.

“look at me. i want to see your lewd face when i ruin you. don’t turn away or else i’ll have to punish you darling.” you didn’t want to get “punished” so you obeyed like a puppy and it’s owner.

you didn’t think holding eye contact would be that hard because you loved staring into his his scarlet eyes when you went on dinner dates with him but you were so very wrong.

he continued to licked your clit, bringing one of his fingers and entered it into your soaking wet pussy. he had you wrapped around his finger (literally) and he began pulsing in and out at a slow speed so you could get adjusted. from doing this he got light moans from you that gradually got louder causing him to grunt a little over his growing boner.

“f-fuck benii your finger feels so good in me ah~” you moaned still forcing yourself to keep eye contact when he abruptly sped up his pace right at your g spot.

your vision was going blurry and you felt your high was coming and he could sense it too as you started to clench on his finger. he showed no mercy and abused that heavenly spot and he rubbed your clit with his other free hand.

“oh fuckk i’m gonna cum~” you whined while biting your lip.

“cum for me princess” he said staring dead in your eyes almost intimidatingly.

you’re orgasm washed over you while you squirted everywhere including on beni. your legs were shaking uncontrollably while you muttered sweet nonsense about your love for beni. you forgot one thing though, keeping eye contact.

you didn’t think about it at the time but before you could even finish coming from your high he grabbed your neck and forced you on your hand and knees

“what did i tell you about remaining eye contact?” he said while he still had his hand on your neck.

“b-beni you know i didn’t m-mean to, it was an accident.” you tried to plead with him.

“it’s time for your punishment” he came close to your ear, “i’m gonna fuck you silly princess.”

“wait beni please stop-” but before you could say anything more he started giving backshots at a ridiculous speed.

beni still had a good grip on your neck with one hand while the other pushed your back down to position himself better.

tears were falling from your eyes from pleasure but also pain. soon the pain started washing over more than the pleasure and the intimacy you felt before was all gone.

“beni i-can’t, it hurts” you said but to no avail of him stopping.

“you didnt follow my rules. this is what rule breakers get.”

you started feeling disconnected with the world, with yourself, with beni. you felt trapped. this moment that’s supposed to feel special feels rushed and painful. you didn’t know what to do but to just accept it until it was over.

while beni thought you were making moans of pleasure, in reality, you felt far from that. you couldn’t even speak properly, just in babbles because of how much pain you were in. you suddenly remembered something, a word you both swore to use whenever it was too much, too overwhelming. you had never actually planned on using this word because you expected your first time to be wonderful but that was the only only chance you had.

“chocolate.” you said with the last bit of strength you had.

as soon as you said that, it was as if he came back to reality. the grip he had on your neck loosened and he turned you over on your back to look at you.

“holy shit im so sorry babe. i didn’t know what came over me” he said while he hovered over you, staring into your eyes with concern and fear

you held your hand weakly to your face so he wouldn’t know you’ve been crying. you tried turning away when he stopped you by grabbing both your hands and pinning them.

“hon’ look at me. i didn’t mean to hurt you like this. i genuinely thought you were enjoying it but i guess i rushed it. i should’ve listened when you were talking to me but i took things way to far. i feel horrible for making your first time like this and i swear i will make it better next time. just please.. look at me?”

the room would’ve been dead silent if it wasn’t for the heavy patter of the rain. you’re eyes were filled with tears, barely even being able to comprehend what he just told you. you were scared and shaking from fear. he noticed this and grabbed the blanket on the bed and wrapped it around you while he went to sit behind you, holding you tight in his arm.

“my love look, i know you still don’t want to look at me, trust me i understand. i hurt you when you put all your trust in me and i could never forgive myself. but i at least want to make it up to you. tomorrow, same time, we can try again and i swear i will make it the best. just.. talk to me.” he said never letting go of you.

his hug felt warm and comfortable just like the day you two met at a club, but that’s a story for another time. you couldn’t bring yourself to hate him but you were still a bit shaken up by everything. still, you responded.

“baby.. i love you and i trust you with all my heart. i want you to stay with me and hold me in your arms just like the first time we met. we haven’t been together for long and i missed this, a lot. i’ll only forgive you on two conditions.” you said while you turned to look at him.

“anything my love. i will do it.” he said as he stared back into your eyes.

“the first condition is that you have to promise never to get carried away during sex and the next time we have sex i should be seeing stars and to also not be able to walk for days.” you said in a serious tone.

“i was already planning on apologizing with sex tomorrow but thanks for initiating it. you really are horny for me. it’s cute that you want it so bad. is that all the conditions, princess?” he said while smirking as if he thought it was a joke.

you turned yourself from his gaze to lay on his chest as you were embarrassed.

“there is one more. i want you to.. to stay with me.. please? not just for tonight but the whole week. i need you babe. i’ve been very lonely lately and i can’t go on like this. you might say i’m being dramatic but i really need you with me.” you said while tears fell from your eyes on his stomach.

“hey princess it’s going to be alright. i will stay with you until you feel better. i don’t care how long it takes i only care about you’re well being. i will quit my job and find one that works best for both of us. i know i wasn’t committed to this relationship as i was busy but now you can have all of me. please don’t cry my love. will you do that for me?

you shook your head in agreement as he wiped the tears off your face. your room was cold which made you shiver and cuddle up with your man as he played a movie while playing with your hair.

this. this is what you wanted. all along you just wanted to feel his warmth. you slowly started dozing off when beni woke you up by tapping your back.

“hon’ you forgot to take a bath. i can run the water for you if you’d like?”

you agreed while he got up to make your bath. you sat up in your bed thinking how you got so lucky to have such a beautiful, thoughtful and kind boyfriend. you layed back down dozing off again until beni came back to wake you up once more.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

as beni promised, the next day he did apologize in more than one way. let’s just say you did in fact see stars, he had you blabbering complete nonsense, had your legs shaking and weak for a while, and made you cum for the 9th time.

gotta love beni <3

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returnsandreturns · 2 years

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i'm gonna reblog this with sexy stuff later but my laptop is dying and i will not get out of bed to fix that

"You need to have sex," Matt says, firmly, interrupting Foggy's attempts to make plans for going out later that night. Thirsty Thursday deals on tequila shots. Neither of them have a morning class, so it should be fine.

". . .what?" Foggy asks, sitting up to look at him, sitting on his bed on the other side of the room with a look on his face that's sitting somewhere between frustrated and determined.

"You're miserable," Matt says. "Because of the breakup. And you need to do something that's going to make you feel better other than drinking because there's only so many shots I can do, buddy."

"I told you that you could be my sober companion," Foggy says.

"I love you," Matt says, sighing, and Foggy feels a little spark of pride from hearing that, "but it's not fun hanging out with drunk people if you're not also drunk. I don't want to develop alcoholism and I don't want to babysit, so. . ."

"So I need to have sex instead," Foggy says, laughing when Matt nods solemnly. "I dated Marci for a year. I don't have, like, fuckbuddies anymore."

". . .maybe one more bar?" Matt offers.

"Not a single girl has even looked in our direction," Foggy says, after they've been at the bar for about an hour, sitting at a table by themselves. "Including your direction, with the--face and everything."

"What about guys?" Matt asks.

Foggy almost drops his beer.

"What about them?" Foggy asks, slowly.

". . .shit, was I not supposed to know?" Matt asks, mouth dropping open. "I'm sorry, I just. . .put some things together but maybe I'm wrong."

Foggy has never actually hooked up with a guy before. Made out with them? Absolutely. He was kind of a slut for kissing freshman year before he started having a normal if not extremely enthusiastic amount of sex.

"I'm not uninterested in guys," he says, after a long time wondering if he should come up with a label, if he's actually coming out right now.

"Oh, cool," Matt says, clearly attempting to smile naturally. "Uhm. . .me, too."

". . .you, too?"

"I'm also not uninterested in guys," Matt says, quickly, "but. . .it's hypothetical. I've never done anything."

Foggy isn't nearly drunk enough to do what he's absolutely about to do but it's too late to think about that because his mouth is already open and he's already stuttering out, "Uhm, would you maybe. . .wanna change that?"

"With you?" Matt asks, smile completely real now. "That's actually a really convenient solution to this issue."

"Sure," Foggy says, finishing his beer and standing up, feeling a little something when he looks down to see Matt doing the same thing, bottle tipped back and the distracting line of his throat. "Let's go. . .solve some stuff."

#mattfoggy #my fic #daredevil #solving problems probably with handjobs #matt wasnt actually saying you need to have sex (with me!!!!) but he's a good friend #someday i will write something with emotional complexity but like au where they're just chill and bi

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contentment-of-cats · 10 months

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I take a deep breath because I can.

Edited: They have found a debris field near the Titanic.

Mortality is never far from a cancer patient's mind. We all die, cancer or no cancer, fairly or unfairly. The universe is the universe and keeps on going whatever the big, beautiful, horrifying, and deadly universe keeps on doing. It's not my mortality that I've been thinking about the past few days, though it's never far from my mind. It's about five people I didn't know.

People hate death. It gets in the way of the happy endings that we've been spoon-fed over decades. We want to see happy endings, see absolute miracles, so much that we won't agree that there is a line where Happy Ending Land stops and reality begins. The media is complicit and people dwell in denial to the point where it's psychosis.

CNN is my case in point this morning.

If that submarine did not have a catastrophic hull failure on Sunday morning, there are now five bodies on a garage-built unclassed, uninspected, 'experimental' submarine on the floor of the ocean. The iar is gone, the battery power is gone, they are breathing in each other's carbon dioxide, hungry, thirsty, hypothermic,in the absolute dark. Billionaire hatred aside, I cannot think of a more horrible way to die nor anyone I would ever wish it on - the same way I would never wish cancer on anyone. I am walking the measured mile, these folks were locked in and dropped down. The fact that people signed an extensive multi-page waiver to board this thing makes me scream in horror.

One thing nobody wants to talk about on TV is the very real probability that one hour and forty-five minutes into it's dive, the sub experienced catastrophic hull failure and crushed down to something the size of a Weber kettle grill. All the air would have been pushed out of every component, including the humans inside. It would have taken a couple of seconds at that depth, just fifteen minutes from the bottom and the wreck of the Titanic. Apparently losing contact with the sub happened often enough that it was not reported until eight hours later. That is the best case scenario. A better case would be that they find it, bring it up to the surface, and show people the actual real consequences of hubris and stupidity.

Worst case is that they hung on in the dark, in the cold, hearing rescuers above them as they died this morning.

Their friends are saying that they could still be alive. These men were experienced adventurers, they would know how to conserve oxygen. The FFS section of this post begins below with OceanGate's co-founder talking to CNN.

While life support supplies are now believed to be running low, a co-founder of the company that operates the missing Titanic submersible says he believes the crew's expertise will extend the "window available" for rescue. Guillermo Söhnlein made the comments in a statement to CNN. He specified her was speaking on behalf of himself and not the company, OceanGate. He said OceanGate CEO and co-founder Stockton Rush — who is aboard the sub — and the rest of the crew would have "realized days ago that the best thing they can do to ensure their rescue is to extend the limits of those supplies by relaxing as much as possible." Based on the crew members' expertise, the "window available" for rescue is longer than "what most people think," Söhnlein said. Thursday will be a "critical day in this search and rescue mission," he added. "I continue to hold out hope for my friend and the rest of the crew," Söhnlein said. "I would encourage everyone to remain hopeful for getting the crew back safely."

This is fucking nutty. This is denial. Nobody wants to think that corporate hubris killed five people including the co-founder, engineers deal in reality. These people are dead. You can't spin dead. You can't wish away dead. Dead is the hardest, coldest fact of all and one of the hardest to live with, whether it's yours or someone else's.

Side note. On Monday it will have been a month since my mom's death. I knew it was coming either from dementia or COPD. The stroke moved it up. Nobody, including her doctors, saw it coming. There was no high blood pressure, her vascular health was excellent. With directives in place, she was as comfortable as possible. I remind myself that hemipaleigic, with dementia, and COPD would have been the ultimate cruelty. I still get the urge to pick up the phone and call her. I can't. Death is the hardest reality.

Next is a friend of two of the men in the sub.

“I know that the adventurers on board are experienced, very experienced,” said Per Wimmer, an adventurer who was previously signed up for two canceled trips on the Titan. Wimmer is an acquaintance of Hamish Harding and Stockton Rush, two of the five people on the missing vessel. He said Harding, a British businessman and trained jet pilot, and Rush, the CEO and founder of the company leading the voyage, are both very experienced adventurers who would know to conserve oxygen. “They would no doubt know what it means to slow down, take it easy, and use as little oxygen as possible, and therefore extend the potential timeline as much as possible," he added. Wimmer said that the presence of OceanGate CEO Stockton Rush on board the vessel is helpful, as he knows “the ins and outs of how this submersible works.”

Again, the Bulletproof Fallacy is at work. "I have never been shot, therefore I am bulletproof."

They've deployed a medical team with a specialty in dive medicine and equipped with hyperbaric oxygen chambers. There is hope, yes, and then there is acceptance that the ocean is as merciless as space. It is hostile to our life form in that if our artificial environment is breached, we can't continue to live.

They've found a debris field. It may or may not be part of the 1912 wreck.

#titanic #oceangate #there is no reality tv #happy ending psychosis

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unluckyhoneybee · 1 year

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Thirsty Thursday:

Teasing lando and sealing the deal by sucking on his fingers and his response being like “are you trying to kill me?”

Thirsty Thursday.

You are not dating. You have only been together a couple of times. You are a long-time friend of Max and one thing takes to the other so you ended up being friends with Lando too. But after someone's birthday party you had some of the best sex ever, and then you repeated it the next time you went out.

So now, with Max having cancelled last time, you are alone with him doing cupcakes. You have dressed for the occasion, super short shorts and a white t-shirt that kind of shows something with the right light.

It's all touches, your ass brushing his crotch when you pass by, little kisses on his neck when he makes jokes and you giggle.

But at some point he grabs some butter and reach for you face, but you are quicker. Before he can stain you, you grab his hand and without shame, you put that finger in your mouth. Lando feels something in him. "Fuck". He can't take his eyes from you when you are sucking his finger and giving him the most innocent eyes.

"Are you trying to kill me?" He groans when he feels your tongue expertly moving around his fingers and licking the butter away.

You moan and that's it for him.

He pulls his hands away and grabs you. He wasn't like this the previous time. He uses all his strength and maneuvers you until you ar bent over the counter, his crotch pressed firmly against your ass cheek. His hand is resting over your throat as he devours your neck.

"I've never wanted to fuck someone as badly as I want to fuck you right now" He says in your ear.

Yous shiver at his words loving this side of him and take one of this hands down your underwear. His fingers brush your most sensitive spot and you whimper.

"What is stopping you?"

That's the last straw.

#Lando Norris #Ln #Smut #Thirsty Thursday

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i-am-still-bb · 5 months

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No. 15

“I don't need you to help me, I can handle things myself.” | Makeshift Bandages | Suppressed Suffering | “I’m fine.”

Pairing: Fili/Kili Rating: T Universe: Fast Car (formerly Dead Batteries) Words: 1579

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, hangovers, bad life choices, implied Kili/OCs, references to earlier events of physical and emotional abuse.

“I’m fine,” was the lie that Kili told everyone. He told it to his teachers, himself, his friends, and even Fili.

After his mom died? I’m fine.

After his dad found out like Kili liked boys? I’m fine.

After Fili showed up drunk in the middle of the night and left Kili conflicted with the fact that he liked his best friend in that way. “I’m fine.”

After Fili almost fought Kili’s father in his front yard? “I’m fine.”

College professors? His college roommate? The other drunk kids at parties? “I’m fine.”

Ari and Tauriel were the first people that Kili admitted that, no, he wasn’t in fact fine. Granted, Ari had been holding his hair back while he puked at the time, but it was still true.

“Have some water,” Ari urged, holding out a plastic cup emblazoned with the Student Union’s logo.

Kili leaned back against the cold ceramic of the tub. “Thanks,” he said weakly, taking the cup with a shaky hand.

“Do you always get so drunk that you sleep on random people’s floors?” Tauriel asked as she passed by the bathroom door again. She was busy cleaning up her and Ari’s campus housing from their Thirsty Thursday party the night before.

“I…” Kili hung his head. He wanted to say no. No, he did not routinely wake up on the floor. No he was not regularly so hung over that he had actually made sure that none of his classes started until afternoon. “Yes.” He took a sip of the water. He wanted to drink more to rinse his mouth out and to feel hydrated again, but he knew from experience that he should not do that.

“Is that fun?” Ari asked.

“It can be,” Tauriel interjected again. This time she stopped in the doorway with a plastic trash bag hanging from one hand.

“I was asking him,” Ari said. She turned to Kili. “I don’t think I ever actually got your name last night.”

Kili opened his mouth to answer, but he had to lunge for the toilet again. Ari rubbed his back when he was done.

“It’s Kili.”

“I’m Ari.”

“Tauriel.”

“Thanks for doing this. I know you have better ways to spend your Friday mornings. I can just go, actually,” Kili started to stand.

“Stay.” Ari’s hand on Kili’s shoulder prevented from rising.

Tauriel shrugged. “It’s not like I was going to my 9:40am philosophy class anyway.”

“What one are you taking?” Kili asked, deflecting. “I was thinking about taking one next fall.”

“Philosophy and the Modern Drama. I do not recommend it.”

“Noted.” Kili picked up the cup of water and took another stip.

“So, is it fun?” Ari reiterated her question.

“You’ll have to excuse her; she doesn’t drink,” Tauriel said before walking off again to clean up some more.

Kili shrugged and stared and his legs and the pink ‘70s tile that the University had never seen fit to remove from its student houses. “Sometimes?” he offered. “There’s a point where it is fun. I’m more relaxed, I’m not worrying, I’m laughing, I’m making other people laugh, but it’s hard to stay at that sweet spot. If I get too sober then the feeling goes away and I just feel out of place, but if I keep drinking it always tips over into more drunk, feeling out of control, sometimes blacking out. And that always ends with hangovers like this.”

“Then why do it?”

“Why does anyone do it?”

“I do it for the social aspects,” Tauriel said loudly from the other room. “Most people on the archery team drink, so I drink to fit in. And I don’t drink so much that I’m stuck on the floor the next day. Plus I have a system. If I always had to deal with hangovers like that,” she was in the doorway again pointing at Kili, “then I would ot drink. The bad would outweigh the good at that point.”

“Why don’t you drink?” Kili asked. He turned the plastic cup between his fingertips.

“I just don’t like it,” Ari said. “I did try it, but I did not like the way it felt, how it felt when I woke up, and I just never wanted to do it again. I don’t mind if other people drink, and I’m happy to make sure my friends are safe if they do.”

Ari and Tauriel did not say anything, clearly waiting for Kili to answer the question.

“I…” Kili trailed off, not sure what he wanted to say. “I guess I want to forget stuff, and drinking makes that easier?”

Ari and Tauriel shared a look. Ari brushed a curl behind one ear. “Forget what?”

Kili started to speak but stopped. He drew his knees up. “I screwed some stuff up before I came here. Actually by coming here.”

“Okay…? I’m listening.”

“I was seeing this guy. We’d grown up together, we were best friends, and then we were more. I wanted to stay there and be with him, but I just couldn’t and there was no way that he was going to come to Chicago with me.”

“Why not stay in California? They have a lot of schools?” Ari asked gently.

Kili wiped his nose. He had not noticed that he had started crying. “My dad. We were cool together when I was little, but then he started drinking a lot after my mom died. And then when I told him I thought I was gay… things just got a lot worse. At first he just yelled, but then he started using his fists.”

Ari covered her mouth with one hand, her eyes wide.

“And then the same week I got my acceptance letter with my financial aid package with its full funding, Fili and my father almost fought each other in the front yard of my dad’s place. I knew then that I couldn’t stay there anymore. I had finally realized that nothing could make me stay. And then I just clammed up and didn’t share that with Fili… so we didn’t even get that last summer together. I ended up working a lot and watching a lot of crap television until it was time to move here. And I think I made a huge mistake. I think I should have stayed. I think about him all the time still. I miss him.”

Ari placed a hand on Kili’s knee, “Kili…”

“Can I kick your dad’s ass?” Tauriel interrupted.

Kili snorted in surprised laughter. “What? Yeah. Sure.”

“Good. What a douchenozzle.”

Kili smiled despite himself.

“Your dad and my dad can get beers together and then get some matching black eyes from my lovely girlfriend here,” Ari said. “And it sounds like it was an impossible decision. If you had stayed you might be thinking that it was a mistake too.”

“I know. It just… It sucks.”

“It does,” Tauriel agreed. “Do you think you could handle some eggs? I’ve got a few left and some breakfast meats if anyones hungry.”

“Omelet, but hold the ‘breakfast meats’,” Ari said.

“I already know your opinion about breakfast meats, but what about our new friend.”

Ari rolled her eyes and stood.

Kili looked from one to the other. “I get the feeling like there is some innuendo with that question.”

“Have to find out now if you’re going to be a good fit if you stick around,” Tauriel shrugged. “So, do you like sausage for breakfast?”

Kili’s cheeks turned a bit pink before he spoke, “All sausage is good sausage.”

Ari crinkled her nose. “You can have all the sausage then.” She helped Kili to his feet.

Tauriel grinned wickedly, “This is generally a meat / sausage free household, except for the occasional artificial meat product.”

“You’re horrible,” Ari accused.

“But you love me.”

“So you assume.” Ari kissed Tauriel’s cheek as she brushed past her.

They set up camp at the round kitchen table that had seen better days having been passed from student accommodation to student accommodation since it was discarded by its original owner. Tauriel turned on the radio, and started the busy work of making breakfast, and they went through the preliminary conversations of getting to know one another. By the time the omelets were gone and Kili had been half-bullied into eating all of the proffered sausage (he just felt bad eating all of their food, and he was worried about getting sick again) they had exchanged phone numbers, friended each other on Facebook, and made plans to meet up later in week to do some studying.

And slowly Kili started telling people that he was not “fine.” He told his professors when he needed more time on assignments rather than just working himself into an anxious mess and turning in subpar work that left him with a bad taste in his mouth, and the poor grade he received as a result did nothing to help anything.

He made an appointment with the school’s counselor.

And he stopped drinking enough to black out on a regular basis, which meant that he no longer woke up on strange floors or with strange people. He more often than not woke up on the futon in Ari and Tauriel’s campus apartment hungover on too many carbs (in the form of pizza and garlic bread bites) and Mountain Dew.

And eventually he wasn’t lying when he said he was fine.

But sometimes he wasn’t.

And he knew that was okay.

Everything @silvermoon-scrolls @metztliluaa-blog @i-am-pinkie

Fili/Kili @dubhlachen

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#whumptober2023 #no. 15 #I'm fine.#the hobbit #fic #bb writes #fast car au #dead batteries au #fili/kili #fiki

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spotsandsocks · 1 year

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On this thirstiest of Thursday In honor of those hot firefighters we’ve had today I’ve decided to share a pair of smutty fics for those who celebrate Thirsty Thursday.

127 Seconds E (pwp) 7.6k

When Buck takes Eddie home after a bad call they finally have to deal with all those feelings they’ve pushed down and ignored. You can’t nearly die and expect everything to stay the same.

and this is the follow up. Give and Take 6.3K (less plot more..)

a snippet under the cut from 127 seconds when it starts to get hot an bothered.

Buck wakes warm and relaxed with an armful of Eddie Diaz. They’re spooning; his chin hooked over Eddie's shoulder, his arm slung over his waist and that means his hand is splayed over Eddie’s stomach.

He’s had this dream before but this time it’s real.

With his chest pressed against Eddie’s back, he can feel each breath he takes, slow and steady.

Maybe he did die and this is heaven.

Even their ankles are tangled together. He doesn’t dare move, fearful of waking him and breaking the spell that’s given him everything he wants. He’s scared that Eddie will wake and say this is a mistake and that everything will end before it’s begun. He needs to stay perfectly still, make sure he stretches the moment out as long as possible.

That’s the plan but his thumb isn’t with the program, it moves all by itself, sweeping slowly against Eddie’s abs.

He likes the sensation; maybe it’s worth the risk of waking him if he gets to trace Eddie’s muscles, feel them beneath his fingertips even for a few moments, maybe the kiss he presses against his shoulder is worth it too.

He gets a few more minutes to enjoy Eddie’s soft, warm skin before the other man stirs, slowly waking in the circle of his arms.

Buck’s future hangs in the balance, he tries to keep his body loose and relaxed. One of Eddie’s hands shifts and covers his, squeezing lightly. He twists leaning towards Buck with a contented sound.

“Hmm, this is a nice way to wake up.” Buck can hear the smile in Eddie’s voice and it removes the doubt he’d been harbouring.

Eddie’s lips find his and despite the awkward angle they manage a kiss then Eddie settles back into their embrace, obviously quite content to stay the little spoon for a while. Buck takes advantage of the position and nuzzles into his neck, the response is most satisfactory as Eddie wriggles against him with a low noise that heats his blood.

Eddie’s wriggling shifted his hand lower and suddenly his knuckles nudge against something very interesting.The bump of Buck's hand against him makes Eddie gasp loudly and arch his back a little.

“It could get nicer” Buck suggests around the kisses he’s peppering onto Eddie’s neck and shoulder, his teeth graze the skin he’s been lavishing with attention and Eddie’s next noise is even louder than his first. Fuck, he’s perfect.

“Yeah?” Eddie’s breathing heavily and Buck’s kept his touches very modest, he’s hardly done anything yet. It blows his mind how responsive Eddie is, how ready and open he seems already. Buck grins, lips stretching across Eddie’s already heated and sensitive skin, this is going to be fun.

#911 fox #buddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #911fic #911 on fox #eddie x buck #911 fanfic #spotty scribbles #evan buck buckley #911 fic #thirsty thursday #buddie fic

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imaginedreamwrite · 1 year

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Thirsty Thursday with Lloyd and Firecracker 👀

Lloyd bit down on his knuckles when Firecracker, his naughty bride, angled her head and started tonguing his cock through his pants. She had defied his order to stay out of the meeting without guilt, driving himself wild as she holed herself under his desk.

“We need to spice up our sex life, I’m teasing you-“ he slipped a hand beneath the desk and pushed her face further into his crotch, grinding his hips against her smirk.

“I don’t want this to drag out,” he barked at the men in his office, wishing they’d leave so he could plow his wife, “get to the fucking point.”

“Curtis and-“

“-Little Red is pregnant,” Firecracker mumbled against him, “and Curtis wants to visit before she’s too far along.”

“Brat.” Lloyd hissed under his breath as you unzipped his fly. “Don’t you start-“

“-we need to aid the North. There’s been some resurgence of Harbingers. Curtis might want to send his bride back while he deals with it. Weak-“

“She’s not weak.” Lloyd spoke in absolute defence of Little Red, admiring her after she helped his own bride through a pregnancy loss. “Say it again and I’ll cut your tongue out.”

“Good-boy,” Firecracker drew her tongue against him, rewarding him for the compliment, “now stay quiet and I’ll blow you.”

“Make it fucking quick!” Lloyd ordered, keeping your head down.

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bleach-your-panties · 1 month

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Hi rosie~ how are you girl? I hope you're doing well. So excited to answer todays questions for thirsty Thursday.

Thirst of the day: Wildest location your fav would choose to get it on?

Chuuya: in his office at port mafia headquarters especially when he's stressed with dealing in his words "useless idiots"

Dazai: a risk taker he loves to do it anywhere with the chance of getting caught but he loves to do it in ADA headquarters because of the chance of getting caught by Kunikida to piss him off

Satoru: this man would try to do it anywhere like Dazai because he's a risk taker too and loves the risk of getting caught, and his favorite places are his office and or in a classroom, he's been trying to get me to do it where the higher ups meet

Suguru: like Satoru he's a risk taker his favorite places are his office or a in classroom

Toshiro: this man he sometimes feels a bit risky and decides he wants to do it in his office when he needs a stress reliving

I'm adding my Blue Lock Men for fun:

Sae & Chigiri: in the locker room after a game or after practice

Question of the Day: What makes them sad?

Chuuya: me doubting his love - he thinks he doesn't deserve love because of his occupation, me not spending his money and denying him affection he says I'm his stress reliever

Dazai: he thinks he doesn't deserve love because of his past in the Port Mafia, and especially when I deny him attention & affection especially when ignore him in order to get our work done at the ADA

Suguru: when I deny him affection and attention, and when I don't play with his hair

Satoru: me not spending his money (he says he has a lot of money he doesn't know what to do with so he wants me to use his card), me denying him affection and attention - especially when ignore him in order to get our work done at Jujutsu High

Toshiro: someone doubting his abilities to be a captain he doesn't show it in front of other people except when he's with me, and when I deny him his much needed affection - this man seems like he doesn't like affection he really loves it but doesn't say anything

I'm adding my Blue Lock Men for fun:

Sae: when he loses a game and when I deny him his much needed affection - this man seems like he doesn't like affection he really loves it but doesn't say anything

Chigiri: when he loses a game, when I deny him affection and attention, and when I don't play with his hair

What about you and your men Rosie? I'm talking about Mr. Izuru Kira, Tamaki Amajiki, Kokonoi Hajime, and anyone else I missed.

Ma'am you are THOROUGH👏🏼👏🏼 We love to see it!

Hehe, all these men with the shmoney, somebody has to spend it 🤣

I felt like I got a real insight into these relationships from reading these ☺️

For my babies, Izuru's most risky place would be Rose's (his captain's) office, or, SURPRISE, the 3rd divison roof.

Also we did it in an open training field one time, so there's that🤭🫣

Tamaki would be in an alleyway. He just whisked me through there one evening after we both got off patrols. I gave him a hj against the wall.

Koko would be in the VIP section in the club or in an empty meeting room at Bonten HQ. Riding him against the cushioned velvet lounge in the club or in his desk chair in the meeting room.

What makes them sad:

Izuru: When I'm sad, not seeing me, when a mission goes wrong (he blames himself), thinking about his past.

Tamaki: His Quirk being ridiculed or seen as 'useless', being away from me when he's on missions, mean people

Kokonoi: His past, wishing he could go back and change things, when I don't spend his money 🤣, when he buys me things and I end up not liking them/ they're not my style (I tell him he doesn't always have to surprise me with gifts🥹)

These are fun, I appreciate you always participating, bby!🫶🏽

#bottoms up!🍻🤍ྀི ๋࣭ ⭑#address book📓🤍ྀི ๋࣭ ⭑: 𝓱 #mooties!!🤍ྀི ๋࣭ ⭑hellkaiserinphoenix #toshismainslice🍉#byp🌹

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xxgoblin-dumplingxx · 2 years

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how about for thirsty thursdays, jason looses a bet with the (nonbinary) reader and has to do what ever they say for 24 hours, and has to wear a maid dress whilst doing it :)

"Ugh," Jason groaned looking in the mirror, turning away to see you, smirking at him. "I made a deal with the devil," he complained. At least for form's sake. The fabric of his costume exposed a lot of skin. The ruffled skirt and apron were short and the bib of the uniform was tight on his pecs, exposing his sides and molding to his abs.

The skirt did nothing to cover his ass- not really. And left his cock peering out, half hard already as he crossed the floor to you. "Pervert," he teased, eyes crinkling at the corners. 23 hours and 45 minutes to go and you were already practically drooling. He knew you so well. He knew the heat was pooling in your belly and your hands were going to start trembling.

You were already looking at him with big, hungry eyes, trying not to bite your lip.

Sure. He lost the bet- that he could go 30 days without touching himself- but that didn't mean he wouldn't enjoy making you suffer. Just a little.

#Jason Todd x reader #Jason Todd #Minors DNI #thirst trap thursday #ask answered #anon ask

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avatarskywalker78 · 9 months

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It's Thirsty Thursday so today I am sharing the fics that deserve more love!!!

of legacies and lies - my Agents of SHIELD/Winter Solider fic and the introduction of my OC Alex Thompson, Jack's granddaughter, as she's ends up the only survivor of her team following the Hydra revelation and has to make her way back to the US on her own while dealing with the fact that everything she's been working for has been a lie - that there never really was any SHIELD. Meanwhile Jack and his wife Sarah are doing what they can to make sure she won't be arrested on the spot while fearing for her life.

a god's reflection - a rewrite of an FFN fic about Loki reflecting on (and regretting) his actions in the 2012 invasion.

a family found (and forged anew) - an Arrow AU set on a different Earth that combines show and comic elements plus some of my own, written for flufftober 2021 for the prompt 'Sparklers and Fireworks'

when one door closes (another opens) - the introduction of my OC Brianna Thawne of Earth-4 as she makes the decision to join the Legends after a rift forms between her and the Team Flash of the 22nd Century.

rest a while (and i'll be here) - a short and fluffy Segdam fic written for flufftober 2021 for the prompt 'Sleepy Kiss'

now that we're (finally together) - a short Steelatom-getting-together- fic written for flufftober 2021 for the prompt 'Pillow Talk'.

one good turn (deserves another) - Agent Carter fic about Daniel attending the wedding of Jack and Sarah in the '50s and thinking about his and Peggy's relationship in the process. Written for flufftober 2021 for the prompt 'Slow Dancing'

together (we make our own light) - Arrow AU set in the same universe as 'a family found (and forged anew)' and taking elements from the Arrow tie-in comic where it turns out Malcolm had a kid years ago and didn't know about, and in this universe is found and brought into the fold for Christmas. Written for flufftober 2021 for the prompt 'Silly Traditions'.

i love you (and i'm trying my best) - Falcon and the Winter Soldier pre-canon fic with the pairing of John/Oliva and featuring Lemar as a teenage John preparing for a first date. Written for flufftober 2021 for the prompt 'Flowers'.

to tell the secrets (of my heart) - Loki/Sigyn/Angrboda pre-poly fic, set after The Dark World (but with everyone knowing Loki's alive as he didn't fake his death). Written for flufftober 2021 for the prompt 'Secret Crush'.

a little (means a lot) - Caitlin & Iris friendship fic set during Barry's coma, written for flufftober 2021 for the dialogue prompt 'I'm cold.' 'Here, take my jacket.'

now we have (the freedom to choose) - Legends S1 finale fic focusing on Carter, as he realises he has some serious decisions to make regarding his and Kendra's relationship now it isn't defined by destiny.

you've always been (a part of me) - Segdam fic set decades after Krypton S2, as Seg is hit by the realisation that he is going to outlive Adam no matter what, and this breaks his heart.

right here (is where I'm meant to be) - a fluffier Segdam fic as they share a lazy morning together.

to save the world (with a friend by my side) - Krypton longfic featuring my OC Ashley Tanner, best friend of Adam Strange who goes with him to save Krypton and the present, only to find things are a lot more complicated than they realised.

moments (of our lives) - Segdam fic written for flufftober 2022 for the prompt 'Leaves'.

one night changes nothing (except when it changes everything) - Segdam AU where Adam sleeps with Seg early in S1 but is convinced that it means nothing to the other man (he's wrong.)

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