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Guilty As Sin? [ZCL] (M) Fic Teaser
Description: Chenle is everything you want--everything you need. Somehow, the thought of him manages to pull you back in even after you were free. Messy kisses, late night trysts, and him tracing the word 'mine' on your thigh--barely anything, so how could you possibly be guilty as sin?
(based on Guilty As Sin? by Taylor Swift)
Genre: Smut/Fluff/Angst
Content Warnings: Smutty smutness, use of the word 'slut' in a couple different instances, uhhh self...help lol, explicit, rough, unprotected sex, and I think that's it for now *MDNI*
Expected Word Count: 5-8k (this is so subject to change lol)
Release Date: 8pm EST 2024.5.10
Taglist: Open!! Please let me know if you want to be tagged when this comes out <3
Pairing: Zhong Chenle x fem!Reader (features roommate!Renjun, Mark, Jaemin, aespa Karina!)
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Lips brush against your neck and trail up to your ear, and you feel his smile before you hear his chuckle. His hand grips your thigh, but as he pulls back, his eyes travel along your face. His irises have gone dark, and he gulps. The room is far hotter than it should be, and as you sit next to Chenle on your couch, his fingertip traces a single word on your skin, over and over again.
MINE
MINE
MINE
MINE
“(Y/N), are you listening?” Chenle’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts, and hopefully nobody notices how your stare was stuck on the way he taps his fingers on his jeans. Your face heats up, but you try your best to hide it.
“What? Sorry, tired today.” You sit back in your chair, glancing around the room to see your roommate, Renjun, and several of your other friends sitting on the various seats around your living area.
“You don’t look tired.” Karina raises her eyebrow at you.
You glare back at her. “How do you want me to fix that?”
“Chenle was asking us if we wanted to go to a party next week,” Jisung adds. “A friend of his we don’t know is turning twenty-three.”
“Uh, sure. I’ll be right back.” You launch up, heading for the kitchen. Before you turn fully, you make eye contact with Chenle. He leans back on the couch cushion, legs crossed, and head tilted. He’s dressed so simply, sweatpants and a dark, loose-fit T-shirt, but you could ignore those things for your own sanity.
What you can’t ignore?
The quirk of his eyebrow. Did you just imagine the way he looked you up and down? Every inch of your skin feels hot, and you think of those fucking fingers on your thigh all over again.
Before you embarrass yourself any further, you quickly move towards the kitchen, throwing the door of the refrigerator open to grab a water bottle. You set it on the counter after inhaling half of it, and then brace your palms on the edge, too. Closing your eyes, you take a deep breath. You’re not sure why you can’t stop fucking thinking about it.
His hips slam into yours while his hand covers your mouth to keep you quiet. Your eyes roll back in pleasure. No matter what, you’re lost in the feeling of him inside you, the sweet stretch and how his jaw is clenched hard to keep his own noises at bay. You want to feel him everywhere, to truly lose yourself in the moment.
You wrap your legs around his waist to get him closer, and he curses a little louder than he should—
#nct dream#chenle#nct#nct dream smut#nct imagines#nct smut#chenle smut#nct scenarios#nct fluff#nct angst#chenle fluff#chenle scenarios#chenle x reader#nct x reader#nct dream x reader
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#my friends were making fun of me for only using red and blue so now you get some orange turquoise and indigo#sooo different#mh brim#brian marble hornets#tim marble hornets#marble hornets fanart#my art#illustration#marble hornets#art#this is so fucking messy. we will ignore that
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i don't know what tracy chapman threaded so delicately into fast car but jesus fucking christ it will never Not hit. it will never simply play. it will never simply be on. it's always a full experience
#ignore these tags even#i've been trying to coax a sob session out of myself for two weeks#bc fuck i needed to and complex trauma inhibiting healthy expression of emotion etc etc#but nothing was working. nothing#put my emotions playlist on and sat in the window and the MOMENT fast car came on it was fucking visceral#instant full body sobs i was down for ten minutes#i needed that so fucking badly#tracy never fails me#fuck man#i needed that so bad#i've been so fucked up#thank god for fast car#the sobbing was good btw cathartic . awful messy as catharsis always is#lot of shit happened this past month and god it keeps coming#crying is good. everyone cry forever we do it for such good reasons#thoughts
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I be semi back into mega man and I’ve been thinking about why-despite it objectively being more known-it was harder to get people into compared to getter and I think it’s chalked up to the gameplay comes first over any story stuff. MM lore is still insane and a funny rabbit hole to fall into but its not what people think about when they think about this franchise past a basic plot summary, they think about a grueling platformer with freedom to do the stages in any order. But playing all these games, especially if platformers aren’t you thing, doesn’t give you all the lore context given this was a series made in the late 80s and continued up to the 2010s, so pieces of lore were kept to manuals or sometimes even interviews. Sure, a lot of people are use to outside sources for lore, but given how many games there are even if you could pretty much take away the first series out of it to make it seem clearer, you still have to deal with the fact the lord didn’t really pick up until the third platformer because X didn’t know if it wanted to be episodic like classic or actually be more serious- which among other reasons lead it to probably be the messiest series in terms of lore. And then there’s the fact you can’t even recommend someone to read a manga or watch a anime for lore retellings because all of the mangas basically are their own takes of games and anime? Lol despite some games having animated cutscenes the ones who got the anime privilege was the RPG games which everyone in the lore circles always ignore because it’s a separate timeline.
Basically: Mega Man really be “gameplay first, lore bits second” and given I meet a lot of people who don’t play many platformers/are good at them, + the factor there's multiple fucking series which makes it slightly confusing or overwhelming to a outsider, yeah me recommending niche mecha show that’s somewhat convoluted tends to be the better option.
#meg text#mega man#rockman#mm is honestly more of a interest I keep to myself even if I should mention it more#because I don’t want people to think I’m just getter#but it’s kinda hard when- it’s like this lol#it’s not as messy as KH and FNAF in terms of lore but it’s harder to beat those#but it’s main issue is nothing smoothly connects even if within a series context it’s fine to be stand alone#it’s just they never played it or when they did something had to go wrong#looking at you Capcom when you decided to continue mmx after x5#when the plan was to end it there and tie to zero but this threw a hole into everything#though also recalling how legends wasn’t supposed to be canon but made canon bc of the inti games is funny#we never see the gap bridged and there’s some confusing details between them so you could technically just ignore legends#but then you realize in ZX “oh wait humans are becoming robotic and everyone in legends is human-robot hybrids”#it worked out in their favor compared to other things even if it’s sad will never see it tie perfectly#also on the end subject with the side material the lore fandom needs to stop ignoring BN/SF#it’s especially saddening how much Starforce gets flanked for “not tieing to BN well” when IT HAS A FUCKED UP TIE IN THE FIRST GAME#the scene late game where all the PETs are in a dumpster- that saids so much#but also starforce has interesting lore in itself even if it’s not connected to the main series and vastly different#aliens and em waves are cool you guys just SUCK#I was also gonna add a rant about Capcom and how they did too many series here but this is too many tags
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sometimes i feel so petty i want to make a big post about all the times Will and El weren't that great towards Mike just to ..you know.. balance it out a bit
#it's always here's all the times Mike hurt Will and El's feelings and never here's all the times Will and El hurt Mike's feelings#it's so unfair like i saw people hating Mike over fucking MILKSHAKES because they just had to find a reason to hate him it's so stupid#if i went on here and started hating on Will and El for not laughing at Mike's vomit green joke cause it made him sad yall would call me#absolutely crazy and delusional like be fucking for real Mike just breathes wrong in Will's or El's direction and he's the devil himself#but Will and El could literally call Mike a slur to his face and yall would be like hE dESeRvEd iT tHeY DiDnT dO aNyThiNG wRoNG like fr#there are so many small times when Mike tried to get Will's attention like the vomit green joke or the they're conspiring against me moment#and everyone always just laughs how Mike is a loser trying to get their attention but they always just ignore him or whatever but if it was#reversed? if it was Will trying to get Mike's attention only for Mike to either ignore him or yell in his face how it's stupid to be#concerned about something so small? oh yall would go ballistic suddenly yall wouldn't care how small these things are suddenly you would#want Mike fucking dead but when it's the other way around it's just funny and embarassing for Mike? and not just small things like this#when we point out how El invalidated his feelings and dismissed his bullying everyone is like oh she didn't mean that she meant it like#this she meant it like that she said it because of this and that and the situation is like this so this is why she said that#and blah blah blah she didn't do anything wrong but when it comes to Mike suddenly it doesnt matter if he meant it differently or if it was#the situation and messy feelings making him say something hurtful no he's just an asshole oh i am cursing you all#i hope you step on lego every day and your favorite snack is always sold out in every shop i hope every cat you try to call will ignore you#or hiss at you i am so tired of the double standards when it comes to Mike and willel i am so angry#mike wheeler#mike wheeler protection squad#blue's 'mike's extreme defender' ramblings#i got a little carried away in the tags but i'm not sorry i said what i said#and idc if i get hate for it cause i'm right anyways
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so how does kenny feel abt kyle in rm?? like did kenny go to southpark? were they friends? is kenny cool with jersey and raven with their hate???? SO MANYY QUESTIONS!!! ily u and ur writing omg
ooooh! these are...very interesting questions, darling. and your perception is marvelous. but in risk of spoiling my entire fanfic, which i would gladly do even though i'm not supposed to ( just say the word ), i will strategically answer as much of this question as i can. xx
so kyle, unabashedly, is an abrasive, abhorrent argumentative a-hole.
he is unfriendly and unpleasant and unnerving, harsh and hard, cold and cruel, fierce and freezing. tldr; evil stalks where kyle walks.
or so it would seem.
because...we know that behind the harsh glare of kyle's glasses, his eyes are soft, green and inquisitive and so lovely. he's nice. on the DL. he's our ornery but secretly nice law student slenderman asshole.
and i would say this is agreed upon by all the RM side characters.
...except one.
kenny mccormick does NOT like kyle broflovski. AT ALL.
which, makes sense, of course. again, kyle broflovski is a wicked son of a bitch. he's a self-righteous bastard, an accused licker of law boots and, as such, is the mor(t)al enemy of kenny-style chaotics.
but kenny not liking kyle goes way deeper than their ideologies clashing or them personally thinking kyle is a bootlicking dickhead.
kenny...doesn't trust kyle.
in general, around their inner circle ( cd ), but specifically,
around ravenstan.
now, in a poor attempt to answer your second question, kenny did not live in south park...per say, dear nonnie. their family's trailer moved around pretty much bi-weekly their entire childhood, so nowhere was really home to kenny...except...you guessed it...
ravenstan. ;)
so for context, i would say that the events preceding rm/raven povs can be split into about three sections which i will define by location:
part one is south park before the fire,
part two is in another location after the fire,
and part three is in los angeles where the punkrock avengers assemble, and four broke hooligans with butterfly tramp stamp tattoos become OG Crimson Dawn
*** ( there's kind of two LA parts. LA SIDE A: where they are poor, working shitty jobs and playing music on the side, and LA SIDE B: where they are shot into stardom and grappling with all that glitters.
both are very fun and stressful, in different ways. xx )
kenny comes into play around part two in the undisclosed location. they become essentially what kyle was to stan during part one and kenny is ravenstan's best friend, number two, right hand person, and is fiercely loyal/blindly and unconditionally devoted to him.
ken is also usually a rough and tumble, balls2thewall, caution to the wind spitfire, but their reckless, uncommitted barbed wire heart grew up in steed with stan's sweet, tender, wildflower boy heart and so kenny spent the bulk of their teen years onwards chasin after stan w/ tissues, knocking people out for making him cry, defending him etc.
so kenny is SUPER overprotective of raven. with everyone
....but especially with Boys.
tbh there is a lot i can't talk about, but as we have gathered, sultry, seductive superstar sensation raven of crimson dawn is really just sweet stan who...has been through a lot. every1 say we love u, raven.
and that alone warrants an undercurrent of overprotection but i'd be lying if i said it was all purely...
platonic.
because i will say...kenny does have a little...secret passionate ~something~...for ravenstan. been slowburnin since after the fire. i would say kenny, our king of deception, is very good at being aloof about it, but if you look close enough you can see it...lots of dawn spawn theories and edits about it. lots of painful longing eye contact.
....raven has...no fkin idea tho. smh.
beautiful oblivious king. rip ken.
but to answer your last question: kenny was very...Very Unchill with the raven and jersey hate-date and did NOT think it was a good idea.
kenny was, for lack of a better word, severely pissed the Fuck off by the news. and ( okay, i did delete rm6, i'll explain later ) if you can remember their phone call, kenny was giving ravenstan a lot of shit, being very overprotective, acting like a huge, raging asshole on the phone...and it was because they were worried about raven getting hurt ( amongst other complex things ) but also bc...they were Hurt.
i will say, kenny did still cover him. loyal legend and icon. but they did also...do...a lot of shots, several lines of coke and a couple of people in the coat closet to cope. one of them had an eyebrow piercing.
-uncle nina, releaser of the secret, steamy stenny romantic second lead subplot and curator of chaos and drama in the rmverse
#whew#i have been wanting to talk abt this for so long#i feel like this seems like i said a lot but there is actually so much more i didnt say bc i was trying to have self control smh#BUT WHEW KENNY IS SO COMPLICATED I LOVE THEM#also yes unfortunately they did catch the staven cooties he is really cute i dont blame them i too would accidentally fall in love#its a secret but its not theres a lot of intensity kenny gets very fucked up to ignore it its very messy oof#but dw im not gonna tolkien u guys w/ kenny tho i promise its just important backstory and it hurts my feelings lmao#but yeah they have...History#AND KENNY DOES NOOOOT like kyle#not at all kenny is Anti-Jersey i am actually surprised kenny didnt pull up and try to fight but the night is young! <3#date night hate fight same difference right darlings ;)#also i will talk about it but i didnt like rm6 im gonna rewrite it so its not up there it was bothering me a lot#i am sorry for the surprise it just was eating at me :(((#BUT I HOPE WE LIKE THIS NEW INFORMATION IM SORRY FOR BABBLING BUT ITS ALL STUFF I WOULD HAVE TOLD YOU REGARDLESS I SWEAR#also be nice to kenny theyre...sigh...going thru it ily skeleken#ALSO ILY TOO THANK U SO MUCH FOR READIN MY FILFTH
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realizing that it’s not that i’m necessarily Not Poly—it’s that i myself am not interested in having multiple relationships, but i would honestly find it to be a huge relief for my partner to have other partners, as long as—and here’s the annoying and seemingly unfeasible part—i’m the nesting partner! i’m not saying i need to be the main, but i do need/want the stability of being loadbearing. and also i really do want to be married. so. this is all annoying and i’m tired.
#i would Really like to date one of my close friends i think#and i KNOW they're interested#and Have been interested for years#we have made out in the past and went on one date#but we were both very messy then and i pulled back#but now?#now we both have so many people and we're both bolder and kinder and more self-assured#and like. idk i think i'd like to try things with them#and also i think that we might uhh build a life well#collaboratively#idk this is just.#i'm 31 and i want to stop being lonely#and my friend is pretty and sweet and makes me feel very cared for#and they're fun to talk to but also so easy to be real and messy with#and they have the nicest fucking hands and a spectacular laugh#and i think. if i let them. they'd sweep me off my feet#like i think they'd romance me Very hard and i would be extremely weak for that#idk idk idk#UGH#crush i've been ignoring for a long time :/
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ID: a photo of a thin white teenage boy taking a mirror selfie. qui has short black hair thats dyed red in the front and is smiling. hes wearing a cropped hot pink polo shirt and baggy black pants with a black and white checkered belt. END ID
swing dancing part TWO
#ignore how godawful messy my room is#if i lift my arms even a LITTLE you can see my binder but. fuck it we ball#havent had the confidence to be even a little gnc in a while so. yay!!#mikeys face
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Shiv stans will literally think infantilising her to remove her from any responsibility of her actions is a hot take lol. Mf, Shiv is an adult like everyone else on this show, she's responsible for her actions. She's not a little feminist angel who has no agency.
#let me be clear: Shiv is a feminist CHARACTER cos she's one of the best most nuanced and complex female characters of all time#and she's allowed to be messy in what she does + ignore her morals if it helps her get ahead. She's flawed in the way we actually want#female characters to be flawed and furthermore explores the female experience in a way that's actually relatable#eg. struggling with your own internalised misogyny that's been instilled in you from living in a patriarchal sexist society#BUT. Shiv herself is not a feminist. That isn't part of her character.#Acting like she's this poor little helpless woman trapped in a room full of evil men that are taking advantage of her#is SO fucking stupid and reductive of her character and she would literally loathe you for thinking that about her#(that she has no agency at all - which is plainly untrue. she is literally the catalyst in the finale)#she's not your little angel baby who has done no wrong. just like everyone else on the show#she's an asshole.#Shiv Roy#succession HBO#every time i have to interact with a Shiv Stan against my will is the equivalent of getting dog shit on my shoe.
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him, already with a girlfriend that he wants to marry: I wanted to kiss you when I saw you. I wanted to kiss you on the bridge as well.
me, externally: i- eh- what-
me, internally: soooo many red flags how can he just admit this??
#personal#when did my life become a fucking k-drama?#not that anything will happen. i firmly closed that door.#sir you can be as romantic and funny and sweet as possible but that does not excuse that red flag right there#its not romantic or sweet. its frankly disturbing and horrifying. if i knew my partner- who ive talked about marriage with- was torn like#this? over someone they have not seen in years- i would be deeply hurt#just- why man are you so messy?#why are you so presumptuous? where does this audacity come from? 'i know my feelings for you and i know your feelings for me'#HOWWWW I DONT EVEN KNOW MY OWN FEELINGS#i reject all feelings that i cannot rationalize and sort out- i- where does he get this audacity#fucking Shakespeare ass motherfucker.#BUT IM THE ONE WHO SAID 'IF OUR STARS CROSS AGAIN' I CANT BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE FOR THAT- IVE BEEN IN GENSHIN BRAIN ROT FOR THE LAST 24 HOURS#AND BEYOND THAT SAPPY AKA/FURI FLUFF SOUP#excuse me if i say something poetic and poignant. stupid red flag 'isms just tear society apart' GAHHH#i still want to be friends but i SWEAR if he says some flirty earnst comment or- looks at me like im some fucking miracle like he has been#the last times we were face to face- i dont know what to do. i cant encourage that behavior. and no physical punishments either. thats just#flirting on my part. ill just- raise my eyebrows like a disapointed teacher or some shit i guess fuck#pls dont percieve#unless you have advice. tell me to ignore him. block him. cut him off. because... if you saw the way he looks at me... apollo doesnt need#to throw his red ball to manifest me messing their relationship. i refuse to do it.
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IM SO FUCKING PISSED RN . tonight was bad but good but bad
also ran out of tag space so rest of tags in rb
#the only other autistic person amongst my friends was like one of my closest friends and i just . ughh#basically we used to hang out a lot esp into sunrise etc and hed tell me abt his problems andnstuff and i just#had to delay my exam and thenfire and everything and i thought hed be there for me too and we all met up last night and i was like#hi i need to vent and he said . and i quote . get in line bitch . which was bad and also weird#he then proceeded to leave without a word after like an hour . and my other friends said he was just in a bad mood etc but whatever it felt#weird . and i texted him that night to check up saying hey u seemed a bit upset are u ok etc and he ignored it#while responding to stuff on the GC . and i was obviously upset bc he said that and proceeded to ignore the text etc#and what he said wasnt ok . anyway tonight we met up and he showed up super late and like . didnt talk to me the whole time despite making#direct eye contact and when we were leaving the bar i literally told him hey stop being a dick bro . like w a smile but like yh#and he kind of got rly upset and his first question was is this bc i talked to K and not you (K being one of the only girls in the group)#(who also treated me weirdly but whom i still care for a lot which he should Know) and i said no its bc you ignored my text after being rly#rude last night. meanwhile my friend with whom i had a kind of deal w for like . not smoking and stuff . took a long drag off a cigarette#and obviously i just saw it happen and his hair being too messy and idk it was like an instant heartbreak kind of moment like why would u#do this you said youd never smoke so i kind of just . looked at him and asked him why hes doing this and he looked back and kept smoking .#upsetting situation but the friend i was talking abt first took this as me walking away from him or whatever ?? like bro ? you see this#happening in front of you#anyway a bit later on into the walk i fall back w him and i ask if he wants to talk and he literally fucking#proceeds to say how he left that night bc his discord friends were doing smth better or whatever and he was standing behind me and i didnt#talk to him first and how he doesnt want to talk and hes sick of talking to people meanwhile im out here being a bitch#and as hes saying all of this hes getting louder so i tell him to not raise his voice bc our friends are in front of us#and i dont want this to be a fight i just wajted to talk to him and he blows up even louder like NO IM NOT GOING TO LOWER MY VOICE IM#TRYING TO MAKE A POINT and he keeps going abt how im being bitchy and he was just right there and i apparently ignored him or whatever .#and like i just let him talk bc i was like . hes not calming down so im gonna let him say whatever and then respond calmly . he then#proceeds to leave . just turns around and leaves w no chance for me to say anything#i had bigger concerns (i.e. drunk friend) but it was still so fucking confusing like ??? i texted u if ur ok and u ignored it why is it#now on me to approach u irl again ? what gives u the right to raise ur voice at me and call me a bitch ?#what gives u the right to be a dick to us but esp to tell me to get in line just bc ur friends are on discord and ppl are chewing too loud?#like what the FUCK bro. but anyway after that we went to a park and i talked to my friends friend and we had a lot in common and it was#like 1-3 AM but ppl kept coming and going and laying down and sitting on the swings and playing old music#and staring at the stars there were so so many stars . i checked up on my friend who smoked and made sure he was ok etc (S
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“what’s on these?” megumi asks, holding up a box of memory cards.
cleaning day always unearthed all types of lost and forgotten items. sometimes it was clothes long forgotten in you and gojo’s closet, other times it was the kid’s old books or toys. you knew every inch of your little apartment, so most times you could identify any mystery items that came up.
“i don’t know,” you hum, plucking a card from the box to inspect it a little more closely. the only hint as to what’s actually on it seems to just be a date.
2006
…and it’s in gojo’s handwriting.
curious, you pop one into the video player and turn on the tv. the kids join you on the couch, clearly eager to entertain any distraction from your cleaning crusade.
when the screen flickers to life, a familiar courtyard comes into view.
you can’t help the gasp when haibara comes into focus…but then you see satoru standing standing across from him, arms spread out.
“who is that?” megumi asks, pointing at haibara.
you think of the bright smile of the boy still lingering in the edges of your memory and tell him, softly, “an old friend.”
“suguru!” gojo shouts, looking towards the person holding the camera. he’s all messy hair and wide smiles, exactly how you remember him in his youth. “make sure you get this one!”
geto grumbles about how he’s paying attention, and suddenly you remember exactly what this is.
“ah, these are from when yaga would make us record ourselves practicing cursed technique application,” you explain as a haibara lines up a shot with a pencil.
the pencil hits gojo in the face, gifting him a small cut on his cheek. “ah, shit!”
behind the camera you can hear nanami and geto laughing as haibara apologizes profusely, and shoko comes over to practice her healing. you come over too, holding a cloth.
“don’t pout,” your younger self says, reaching up to wipe a thin trail of blood from his cheek. “you’ll get it next time.”
as soon you turn away, you hear geto snicker and the camera suddenly zooms in on gojo’s face.
he’s blushing.
“ugh,” you hear him groan behind the three of you, finally finished cleaning the bathroom. “are we done cleaning yet?”
“we’re taking a break!” tsumiki tells him, as megumi pops another card in.
gojo ignores megumi’s protests, stealing the spot on the couch next to you and wrapping an arm around your shoulders with a smirk. “move your feet, lose your seat.”
tsumiki, angel that she is, moves over so her brother can sit on your other side as the video starts.
this time, gojo is the one recording, holding the camera out so it’s pointed at his own smiling face. “haibara versus nanami, round one!”
you feel your boyfriend stiffen beside you, looking over to see an odd look on his face. “oh, fuck—”
“jar,” megumi says flatly.
he glares at the kid, and is about to get up when you stop him. “wait! i want to watch this!”
he slumps back, throwing an arm over his eyes as he groans dramatically. ignoring him, you watch the fight play out, which ends with haibara whining whilst in a headlock.
you hear geto’s murmured commentary off camera as nanami releases his classmate, expecting the video to zoom in on the victor.
but it drifts a little to the left, where you’re laughing with shoko on the sidelines.
“so obvious,” geto scoffs. the video wobbles for a moment before being pointed directly at the tips of satoru’s shoes, then ends abruptly.
when you glance over at satoru, he’s pulled his sunglasses over his eyes as if they can hide his pink cheeks.
the next videos are similar. memories of your past viewed through a different lens, showing you things you’d never picked up on when you were living them.
some moments you watch with an aching heart. like when suguru leans close to you and makes a joke at satoru’s expense, or when you reach up to ruffle haibara’s hair.
(moments with cherished friends proving that the grief of losing them never got any lighter as you moved forward with your life, but at some point you’d just gotten used to carrying the weight.)
but what might be most interesting is seeing yourself in satoru’s eyes.
his focus, whether he was the one holding the camera or not, always seemed to drift to you. for all the times he’d denied crushing on you in your early years, the camera proves otherwise.
the way he peeks at you shyly as you fix your hair before a fight.
the way he reaches out instinctively whenever you’re knocked backwards.
the way he smiles brightly whenever you laugh at one of his jokes.
the way your gaze would occasionally meet his, and his smile seemed to come naturally.
“okay, that’s enough for tonight,” satoru announces, shutting the tv off and shooing the children away. “go clean your rooms, you freeloaders.”
you stand, looping your arms around his neck before he can run away. smiling, you gently pull his glasses off, tossing them onto the couch.
“hey! those are gucci—”
you shut him up with a kiss, feeling the way his lips curve upwards against yours. “i love you, you know that?”
blue eyes meet yours, the pensive look he’d been wearing melting into something a little softer. something reserved for you. “you’re obsessed with me, i know.”
you simply laugh, letting him dip down to give you another kiss.
(because you’d had his heart in your pocket long before either of you had realized.)
#thank u cherrykoo12 for this prompt omg#gojo x reader#gojo satoru x reader#jjk x reader#jjk fluff#keeping up with the fushigojos
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morning sex with simon ‘ghost’ riley.
you and ghost fooled around all night, not having sex, but just touching everywhere. you’d fallen asleep with his body wrapped around you, loud snores in your ear.
the next morning, simon woke up to find you still asleep in his grasp. his cock, now fully hard again, throbbed against your ass through your clothes. he tried to ignore it, but found it impossible.
“morning,” your voice all raspy and low. his fingertips lightly dug into your hips.
simon looked down at you, his heart racing. "morning," he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper. he tried to move away from you, but his cock twitched again, betraying his arousal. he couldn't believe what was happening to him.
“need you bad, si.” your voice only giving him an even more erect cock. you’d almost broken your neck to look up at him, still facing away.
ghosts heart raced as he looked at your sleepy, sultry gaze. his cock twitched against your ass again, betraying his desire. he had never wanted anything more than to fuck you in the morning, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.
that’s how you ended up getting stretched out perfectly by him.
“so fuckin’ tight, doll," he groaned, thrusting his hips forward. he couldn't believe how good it felt to be inside of you.
“go hard, s-si. be fuckin’ mean.” you cried out.
he couldn’t say no.
he thrust harder and faster, feeling you tighten around his cock. his hips moved in a steady rhythm as he lost himself in the sensations running through him. he reached down and began stimulating your clit, and you responded with a moan.
your legs trembled as you arched under him, giving him more room for his cock to explore.
simon smirked and leaned in closer, whispering against your ear. "you like being fucked this early, no?" he continued to thrust harder, his cock stretching you further.
you nodded carelessly, his words going in and coming right back out with the quickness.
he leaned over you, pinning you down with his weight as he pounded deep into your sweet cunt. he increased the speed and intensity, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. he slammed into you over and over, his cock twitching inside of you.
“f-fuck, si. feels so good, baby,”
“yeah?” he smirked and gripped a handful of your hair, pulling back. your eyes welled with tears as you cried out loudly. the room filled with mewls, cries and, moans.
“you like that, huh?" ghost moaned, leaning in to nip at your neck. he felt the head of his cock swelling deep inside you, and it sent shivers down his spine. “love it s’ much, si. put your babies in m-me..”
you cried loudly, gripping the messy and crinkled sheets to anchor yourself and stop your tears. “so big, b-baby, gimme your load.”
you tapered off about wanting his cum deep in your cunt, pushing yourself onto him, only being left with more pain. your legs trembled as you tried to tell him so thrust gentler.
he growled lowly, his hips slamming into yours in a rougher rhythm. "you wanted me to be mean," he panted, his free hand moving to grip your other cheek.
you were a mindless idiot now, unable to form a single coherent sentence. “c-cummin.”
“there we go, love. cum on my cock f’me.” simon encouraged, his voice rough with lust. as you neared your climax, he thrust deeper, hitting that spot inside you again and again, his own orgasm building rapidly.
he felt your tight muscles clenching around his cock as you climaxed, your juices fell onto the bed under you while simon bit his lip to stifle his whimpers. he loved seeing your arousal.
and with a final thrust, he let go, filling you up with his seed. he groaned loudly, his hips jerking roughly against your plump asscheeks.
you were a complete mess, eyes rolled back as drool spilled from your lips. you thrashed and shook under his large body.
“easy, love," simon panted, his grip on your hair and cheek loosening slightly. slowly, he pulled out of you, his cock still twitching as it slipped free.
maybe morning sex could fit into your schedule.
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Don't mind this, I'm just. Posting this like it's a trophy.
After two weeks of overthinking and procrastinating and like, 2-3 days of last minute panicking, I have the fucking Dare 2 Defy wing thing now. I'm finally a gamer >:]
Also take the result screens thing because why wouldn't I show them?
#dffoo#dissidia opera omnia#opera omnia#I. I originally wanted to use Seymour instead of Gladio on the first one since I did that on original Penelo event; but he kept DYING.#||. Originally did Beatrix/Celes but I need Bea for 5 for... Reasons. Leon feels nice with Celes though.#III. Sice solo went expectedly well.#IV. Personally thought was a tough frog to eat solely because of the WAITING. God. I remember getting kinda dizzy afterwards.#V. This took. Too many tries to get right before getting back Bea. But it's because it was the last one I did so it's like... “What now-”#VI. So I cheated with an FR Echo Garnet [and Terra for 5] but we don't talk about that :).#VII. The gimick that the tentaweirdoes have to die at the same time is fucking dumb but hey; I get to use my boy again after 84 years :D#[Ignore the fact that some of the artifacts are messy/missing or that I spent money on this fucking game; I'm a mess]
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New years- L. Norris
Lando Norris x fem! Reader
In which your boyfriend can’t take how good you look during new years celebrations and fucks you in a club bathroom
Warnings?; Smut, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex(plz use protection), public sex, slight exhibitionism, slight candaulism kink, kissing, cursing, sorry for any errors
Day 12 of my ficmas celebration!
Lando’s eyes watched your body intensely, the way your hips moved against the front of your best friend, arms swaying in the air, your hair flying around as you swung your head along to the beat.
He was stood up in the dj booth besides Martin while you and your friends took over the dance floor, you had decided to wear a black silk dress out, the tight material stinking to your now sweating body-leaving even less to the imagination.
“Why don’t you just go down there?” Max laughed from beside him, causing him to come out of his unholy thoughts.
“What do you mean?”
“Mate you’ve been eye fucking her since you got up here, everyone can see you undressing her with your eyes.” Max laughed at his dear friend.
“She’s having fun.” Lando mumbled with a small shrug
“When has that ever stopped you before?”
Lando knew max was correct, it didn’t matter what you two were in the middle of or what you were doing, if he wanted you he was pulling you away from whatever it is that’s occupying your attention.
Lando ignored his friends giggles as he turned and made his way out of the dJ booth and onto the dance floor, fighting his way through the crowd of sweaty and drunk bodies until he found you.
“Lando!” You beamed as your boyfriend came into sigh, his tight dress shirt showing off his tanned chest and necklace you’d gotten him for his birthday.
“Hi baby.” He smiled back and pulled you into his arms, his hands landing low on your waist as yours wrapped around his neck.
“Are you having fun?” He questioned, looking down at your sweaty frame.
“Mhm, Martins playing all my favorites tonight.” You smirked knowing your boyfriend may have had something to do with that.
“So that’s why you’ve been down here moving like no one’s watching?” He teased
“M’ just having fun.” You grumbled.
“I know baby.” He laughed.
“Will you walk with me to the bathroom? Don’t wanna go alone.” You asked, the club was usually busy but with the added new year eve celebrations it was even more packed than usual.
“Of course.” He smiled and pulled away but not before sliding his hand into yours and allowing you to lead the way to the woman’s room.
His eyes dropped to your plump ass immediately, watching the way it bounced as you walked-he couldn’t wait to get home and fuck you into next week.
He hadn’t even realized that you two had made it into the bathroom until he felt your warm hand leave his. Looking up he heard your small grumbles about needing to pee as you made your way into one of the stalls.
And Lando hated to admit the way he felt his already aching cock stir at the sound of your pleasurable sigh that came from your mouth once you were able to go.
He wasn’t completely sure if that’s what made him push you back into the stall when you tried to exit, or if that’s what made him pull you into a breathtaking kiss.
His hands were gripping tightly onto your ass as yours tangled into his messy curls, lips moving in sync as his tongue slid into your mouth fought yours for a moment before taking over.
He basked in the small moan you let out when his hands began to slide underneath your dress but a pout is what quickly formed when you pulled your lips from his.
“Baby we can’t do this here, we’re in public.” You spoke, head leaning against the side of the stall while Lando looked down at you.
“We can be quiet.” He smirked, his large hands still making their way in between your legs.
“La-oh” you began but were cut off as one of his thick fingers slid inside your cunt.
“No panties?” He smirked down at you as your mouth fell open from his second finger sliding in.
“D-didn’t want pantie lines.” You whimpered
Lando leaned down nice and close to your ear, fingers speeding up.
“Liar, wore them with it a few weeks ago.” He whispered before swallowing your deep moan with his mouth, lips moving sloppily against yours.
He continued working you with his fingers, speeding up and slowing down to pull wanting moans from your throat.
You could feel yourself right on the edge, the fire in your tummy burning hot as your thighs began to shake, all Lando had to do was-
“No,no why’d you stop.” You cried as he pulled his fingers from you, popping them into his mouth as he sucked them clean of your juices.
“Because I want you to come on my cock, not my fingers.” He smirked, moving his wet fingers down to undo the button of his pants before sliding them down along with his boxers, just enough for his aching cock to slip out.
Your mouth watered at the sight of it, his tip was red and swollen begging for the smallest bit of attention. A bit of precum had ran down to meet the prominent vein that spread along the topside of his cock, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t ready to drop to your knees right then and there.
Lando knew the look in your eye and by the way you unconsciously licked your lips he knew what you wanted, but right now wasn’t the time.
“I’ll let you get a taste once we’re home, but right now all I want is to fuck you.” He spoke lowly as his hands came to the back of your thighs and signaled for you to jump.
You wrapped your legs tight around his waist, dress rolling up your thighs the perfect amount for him to slip right in. Your back was pressed firmly against the side of the stall as he reached down to pump his cock a few times.
And soon you were gasping at the delicious burn that filled your body when he slipped in, filling you to the absolute brim.
He moved his hips slowly, allowing you a moment of adjustment before he was quickly changing pace and fucking into with fast but deep strokes, basking in the way your eyes rolled every time his tip hit the spongy spot inside you.
“Fuck lan, j-just like that.” You cried, hands coming up to grip his already messy curls.
The sounds of your mixed whimpers and skin slapping filled the tiny stall, Lando’s movements never ending even as you heard the door open and a pair of heels against the floor.
Your eyes went wide as you looked at Lando, however you were only met with an evil smirk and a look of pure determination.
The little shit had brought a thumb between your thighs to play with your sensitive bud, earning Lando a look of pure hopelessness as you both knew there was no way of keeping you quiet now.
“Lan-ngh!-shit.” You whimpered as you could feel the denied climax from earlier creeping back up, the burn returning to your lower stomach even more intense this time.
Lando groaned at the way you began to clench him, “fuck baby, so tight.” He growled.
You two were so caught up in each other that you almost missed the gasp that came from a few stalls down, your eyes grew wide remembering the girl that had came into the bathroom.
However Lando still didn’t care and simply brought a finger to his lips, signaling you to stay quiet. However that was quite hard as his hips began moving at an unforgiving pace and you were knocked over the edge.
Your head slammed against the stall as your climax overtook your body, you brain short circuiting at the overwhelming feeling in your body as Lando continued fucking you through your high.
“Shit baby, I’m going to come.” Lando cried as he could feel his own fire growing in his stomach.
“Go on lan, fill me up” you encouraged the boy, hands tangled in his damp curls, brushing back the ones that had begun to stick to his sweat covered forehead.
“Fuh…fuck!” He growled as he stilled inside of you and you felt the familiar twitch of his cock inside you before your walls were painted white with his release.
He pressed his forehead against yours as you both caught your breaths and it was the sound of the bathroom door opening and the chant of “happy new year” from outside that brought you both back to earth.
“Happy new year baby.” Lando giggled as he leaned down and pressed his lips against yours softly.
“Happy new year my love.” You cheesed looking up at him with soft and tired eyes, he smirked at the fucked out expression on your face and realized you two should probably get cleaned up and head home.
Exiting the bathroom after getting cleaned up and fixing yourselves you made your way back to the group up by the dj booth where you were greeted with Max and Pietra who both held smirks on their faces.
“Looks like you two had some fun bringing the new year.” Max spoke with a giggle.
“Yeah, I’d say it was pretty nice.” Lando spoke, breaking into laughter as you elbowed his side.
“Wasn’t nice for the girl a few stalls down” you mumbled slightly embarrassed.
“Ehh she’ll be fine, she got a free show.”
“Lando!” You scolded but he only laughed harder and pulled you into a kiss.
“Love you” he cheesed
“Yeah, yeah, I love you to.” You grumbled but snuggled into his side as his arms held you tight.
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Happy new years my loves!
Also the last fic of my celebration🥹
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yeah?┆m.sturniolo
a little something based off @hysteria-things’ ask, found here <3
pairing - matthew sturniolo x female reader
cw - smut, p in v sex, slight humiliation, making out, pet names, mentions of breeding, lowercase intended
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‘a-an’ then he told- mmh-’ the words you slurred got cut off with the high pitched whine that escaped your throat, your brows creasing with the way matt shoved his hard cock into your cunt. the grip he had on your hips caused you to wince, but the way he plowed himself into you made you moan.
the sound of his balls slapping against your clit filled your ears as his hips rammed against yours, the vibrations of your squeals and moans quavered against your throat. the noise began shutting down your senses as your eyes furrowed shut, your face scrunching endearingly in pleasure.
your words mixed into the whimpers that left your mouth, your brain no longer being able to comprehend the answer that matt was expecting from you.
his grip loosened on your hips, letting one of his hands find its way up to your throat as he gently lifted your head up, the tips of your noses meeting.
‘and then what, hm?’ he coos gently, trailing kisses on your heated cheeks, the speed of his hips never faltering.
he smiles at the sight of your eyes rolling to the back of your head, groaning at the feeling of your nails digging into the soft skin of his back.
‘what else happened?’
his words were innocent, his tone was laced with faux curiosity as he asked about your day, despite the fact that he was stuffing your pussy full of his cock.
‘i- i already told you! max got held back because of karl an’ he told him that-’ matt suppressed a smile at the way you interrupted yourself with the gasp that escaped your kiss swollen lips due to the rapidity of his hips increasing ever so slightly.
‘hm? what did karl tell him?’ his fingers tapped against your chin expectantly.
‘that it wasn’t his fault- an’ then max got really mad.’ he chuckles softly, leaning down to press a kiss to your pouted lips as you explained a disagreement that took place in the office.
‘he got really mad, did he?’ he grins mockingly, his hand cupping your chin as he lifts your face to see the fucked-out expression that adorned your face.
his grin only seemed to grow at the way you nodded your head, unable to speak, all because of the feeling of the tip of his dick reaching your cervix, the rest of his length filling your tight walls.
‘did anyone say anything?’ he frowns, intimidating concern, not that you could see it anyways. your eyes were glossed with tears that threatened to spill due to the roughness of matt’s pace, a visible difference to the way he talked to you so sweetly.
‘t-too scared. and sam said we couldn’t.’ you whine, your neck craning to the side as your cheek smooshes against the pillow in an attempt to hide your face.
you hated when he did this.
he would cuddle with you in bed while kissing you all over, then it would lead to this. he would be thrusting into you softly before asking about your day and when you couldn’t respond, his pace quickened.
and the problem was you had to answer. both you and matt were aware of the consequences that came with not obeying him. you both were aware of the fact that he would literally make you choke on your words, which made complying to his wishes more difficult than it already was.
‘too scared, huh?’ his harsh grip returns to your chin, pulling your face to his once again. ‘i bet you could of sorted them out if you were allowed. yeah, honey?’
his previous grin returned to his face as you nodded once again, his gaze lingering on you longingly. ‘yeah? i knew my girl would.’
and with that, he kisses you once again, sloppy and messy. his tongue dancing with yours as his hips rocked against your own, slower than before.
his kept his lips against yours, letting you melt into kiss as he ignored the heat of your cheeks radiating onto his.
he loved shutting you up with his cock, your embarrassment was never an issue for him anyways. in fact, it only bought him closer to releasing his cum inside of your poor cunt.
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