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qcomicsy · 1 year

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a list of funniest things jason todd could do:

slowly steal the parts of the batmobile and reassemble it elsewhere, then pull up next to bruce in his own second secret batmobile

become a lawyer and get joker setenced to the death penalty - bonus is that he completes college and gets a degree which bruce never did and alfred is proud beyond the gravethat one of his grandkids actually completed college

change bruces name to "free trires" in his phone contacts

call time the wrong name everyday, but it starts of sounding like a genuine mistake (tom, jim ect) and slowly gets further and further away from the original (jimothy, jeremy, dave, the dogs name)

dye his hair red, claim he was an original red head and then gaslight the family into believing bruce made him dye his hair black to look more like dick and be a replacement

come out as gay and claim to be the only gay member of the batfamily and when tim tries to say something to dispute it he just hits him with "who are you again? the computer guy or smthing?"

could also come out as poly and roll up to family dinners with more than one partner and if someone says something about it, he just says "mad cuz i got TWO more partners than you huh. lonesome bitch."

feel free to add on

LMAAAAOO THIS IS GREAT

Let's go.

Made a carbon copy of Batman and spread in strategic places on the Batcave, Tim's boat, Clock Tower, Duke's nest and Dick's house. (He almost killed them)

(One of Dick's colleagues saw it and he had to lie he was this die hard Batfanboy, his ego never recovered until today.)

Stole Tim's mug and placed on Damian's room, stole Damian's mug and placed on Tim's boat then proceeded to visit the Manor until he hard the scream of the fight he planted between them;

When he saw Bernard for the first time he said "Whoa Timmy you move on fast, this one is Terry right?";

Did a Tramp Stamp tattoo;

Slut shames Dick every chance he gets (this one is actually cannon);

Shot Dick's phone;

Every Christmas shows up with a different Outlaws member and affirms that's his partner

Dated an arrow to piss of his dad, when Bruce got over it proceeded to date a lantern instead;

Never told no one other than Dick he's actually in a stable relationship with Artemis because he refuses to swap Bruce's horrified reaction to a normal one;

Gave Bernard the shovel talk;

When he bumped with Selina after the (failed) marriage and she teased him on how he didn't gave her shit for it he just answered "No, no I get it"

Purposely brings Harley to bat reunions under the bullshit "She's my therapist" when the bats bother him, knowing his therapy with Harley only count when they're at her office;

Told every one he's Harley's adopted kid (actually Harley was the one to say that once when she was drunk and he just went along with it);

Exchanged Bernard's number to Kon's in Tim's cell phone and vice-versa;

Left his Mustache grow and showed up as Matches Malone in one of Wayne's Gala;

Lied he was actually a Titan but they kicked him out because Dick's is an asshole;

Stoled Signal's Patrol Lunch;

Stole's Spoiler's lunch;

Brought alcohol to manage going through their family gathering when he was caught he blamed on Tim;

(He thought about blaming on Dick but he knew Dick would just go along with it)

Everytime Dick, Barbara and Bruce call him he answers with "He's dead";

Introduced Tim to the Outlaws with "That's Robin they found him on the thrash"

Showed up to Barbara's job dropped a "Hi mom" as a greeting then proceeded to laugh his ass off while Barbara tried o explain to her coworkers that that tank of a man wasn't her child;

Told Dick Talia adopted him;

Told Talia Dick adopted him;

Told Damian that if Batman dies he's going to adopt him out of spite;

#jason todd #q asks #I loved this one #the gay and the poly one was so fucking funny

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archangeldyke-all · 4 months

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I feel like if Vika had a baby she wouldn’t baby talk and have full on conversations with them. Like she’ll tell the baby how whiskey prices went up and how “fucking stupid” it is, or she’ll talk about some new kid at her job and how “the fucker” can’t do anything right LMAO

sugar u r the smartest person i know

men and minors dni

you and everyone who meets the baby talk to her like anybody talks to a baby, cooing and exaggerating and using an exaggerated baby voice.

your typical conversations with your kid for the first year of her life go something like 'awe, do you have a poopy? sweet baby made a big poopy.' or 'can you say: mama? mmmma mmmma?'

sevika, however, talks to your kid like she's an old friend.

you'll catch her feeding your daughter baby food, scooping up the goop that falls down onto her chin as she chats. "fuckin' silco was gettin' on my last nerve today. would you be pissed if we revoked his 'godfather' status? i know he spoils you, but i think we could find a suitable replacement, someone who doesn't have their head stuck up their ass. he thinks he runs the fuckin' place, he forgets we're co-owners. co. that means both. you're so lucky you don't have to work, you know that? you've got it made, kid, shit, you don't even have to feed yourself."

or, after you've had a long day at home with the little fucker, who's been screaming her head off and refusing to latch onto your tits to drink, you overhear sevika talking to her as she gently dances her around the living room. "you gotta give your mom a break, kid. i know you're probably sicka breast milk, but it's important you drink it, it's got all kindsa good shit in it that'll make you strong. like this, see?" she asks as she flexes the arm not holding your daughter. "keep drinkin' your milk and you'll be as strong as me in no time. well, you'll have to have a pretty strict workout regiment too, it's not all genetic. though, don't tell your mom, but i'm glad you've got my build-- she's a little wimp. you're strong like me. she hates it 'cause you came out so big 'n tore her pussy apart comin' out but i think it's great. you'll be a great athlete once you figure out the whole walkin' thing..."

or at bathtime, while she's got your baby in the sink, gently shampooing the two or three hairs on her head, you're guaranteed to find her catching your daughter up on the latest drama on the soap opera she swears she doesn't watch. "i know, it's fuckin' crazy! but, then, get this, molly, the homewrecker from season three? she shows up pregnant, swearing it's travis' kid! mind you, this is all at a funeral-- at shepard's funeral!" your daughter coos. "oh, shepard's the one who came out gay in season four but then decided to marry miriam in season five, because she needed her greencard." your daughter coos again, and sevika takes this as understanding. "right, you remember. anyways this pregnant bitch molly comes marching in while we're all crying because shep's dead, and she's like 'everybody look at me and my big fat belly!' turns out? she's stuffing her stomach with blankets..."

the funniest thing is that your daughter seems to understand it all, blinking up at sevika with big, interested eyes, absorbing her every word, cooing when she's silent, like she's responding to sevika's commentary.

after a while, it starts to rub off on you, and pretty soon, both you and sevika are talking to your little girl like she's an adult.

it's all fun and games until she starts talking, and her first words are 'fuck' and 'mama' and 'dickhead' and 'milk'

taglist!

@lesbeaniegreenie @fyeahnix @sapphicsgirl @half-of-a-gay @ellabslut @thesevi0lentdelights @sexysapphicshopowner @shimtarofstupidity @love-sugarr @chuucanchuucan @222danielaa @badbye666 @femme-historian @lia-winther @gr0ssz0mbi3 @ellsss @sevikaspillowprincess @leomatsuzaki

#sevika #sevika imagine #sevika arcane #sevika x reader #sevika x you #soft sevika

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milfswriter · 1 year

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Can you write a Rhea x reader story where they go to the movies and reader is wearing a short skirt and it causes boys to stare and try to flirt with them so Rhea grabs reader in certain ways that shows she’s hers and then later punishes reader for their outfit choice? Smut please 🤪

Possessive

Rhea Ripley x reader

Summary: You're Rhea's, and Rhea's only

Notes and warnings: men (i know i'm sorry), jealousy, smut (not that much tbh), bathroom sex, mentioned strapon sex

THE GIF?? Thanks for the internal gay panic in the middle of Starbucks @rebecca-quin

"Hey, pretty" you turned your head to see a guy walking towards you with a smug look on his face as he looked you up and down.

Demi was supposedly getting popcorn while you were waiting in line to purchase tickets for the new horror movie Rhea's been talking about non-stop.

"Can I..help you?" you raised a brow, looking around to make sure he was talking to you. Ugh, you didn't wanna deal with this right now, it's supposed to be a fun night out but now you had to shoo him away in fear of Rhea unleashing her fists on him.

She was violently possessive, not to you of course, but she would lay her hands on anyone who dares talk to you even though the diamond on your finger could not be ignored. People, specifically men, knew you were taken, yet they still tried their luck.

The little skirt that hung just under your ass cheeks and the tight tank top were definitely not helping the situation.

"you could help by giving me your number" he grinned, the smug look on his face disgusted you.

Just as you were about to say something, you felt the familiar pair of hands around your waist, pulling you against your fiance's warm body. "Hey, bunny. D'you get the tickets?" she asked with a kiss to your jaw, the man's face contoured in confusion. She still hasn't noticed him, good.

Although, you knew she noticed the other creeps you knew were staring at you when she gripped your hips towards hers, allowing you to feel what she had under her boxers. Of course she was wearing it.

"Uh..Did you hear what I said?" he tried to gain back your attention, Rhea's frame stiffening around you.

"Who are you?" she asked..loudly as she stepped in front of you, crossing her arms. "O..kay" you gulped as people started staring and tried to pull her back by her belt.

"None of your goddamn business" he answered, "I was talking to her" He nodded towards you, and you knew if he doesn't get the hell out of there, he'd be a dead man in less than 10 minutes.

"Dems, please..just ignore him" you whispered onto her back, pulling on her belt loops.

"Well..her, is my wife. So you'd back off if you know what's good for you" She was face to face with him at this point, her features trembling with rage.

You froze at the name. Wife.

It wasn't anything new, you'd be her wife in a few short months. But hearing her say it like that made you feel...hot. Suddenly you didn't wanna stop her anymore.

The guy snarled at her before rolling his eyes and turning to walk away. "bitch.." she mumbled, turning to you with a hard look.

"Come" was all she said before walking away. She didn't even bring popcorn so what the hell was happening?

she pushed you against the stall door, your cheek hitting it with a hard thud. "Sorry, you ok?" she chuckled quietly, not wanting anyone coming in to hear what you two were up to.

"S'okay" you groaned, "what about the movie though?"

"It's alright bunny, we'll catch the one at 10" She lifted your skirt, toying with your ass cheeks as she kissed and nipped at your neck.

"you're not wearing that skirt again, you hear me? I could see your pussy from the other side of the building!"

"I'm wearing panties, Demi don't be dramatic" you whined before turning your head just a little to look at her "are you body-shaming me?"

"of course not, idiot. Don't twist my words" She bit your shoulder, making you yelp, "everyone was staring at you..everyone but me..the only one who's got the right to do that"

She moved your panties to the side with one hand, the other forcing her fingers past your lips to wet them. "you've got a smart mouth, now hm?" her wet fingers made their way to your now-exposed pussy rubbing up and down your slit, not that you'd need the lubrication.

She took her hands off you and you heard her zipper being pulled down and felt the tip of the faux cock poking your ass cheek. "we've got 20 minutes, stay still"

-------

"two tickets for Scream, please" Rhea grinned innocently at the clerk as if she didn't have her strap inside you to the hilt mere minutes ago and the only thing helping you walk normally was her arm around your waist.

BONUS:

"Soo..because I watched that absolute nightmare with you" you began, playing with her rings as the two of you walked to your car, "would you watch Barbie with me next month?"

"Not a fucking chance"

"DEMS!"

"I can't stand the cringe, baby I'm sorry" She opened the passenger door for you and you got in but not before you gave her a small pout.

Taglist:

@slut4ripley @ara-a-bird@jungwoospeach@neganwifey25-blog@yourmisosoup@cameronsdruthers@dementedtrashcat @sunnnyshark @1c4ntg3ty0u0ffmym1nd @sweety-jamieluvss

#rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley smut #rhea ripley wwe

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pupyuj · 8 months

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secretary gaeul. oh my god.

may you forever be known as the anon who got pupyuj's brain working again...

oh my god, indeed 😵‍💫 secretary!gaeul knows exactly zero boundaries and does not give a fuck about whether or not she will get in trouble for all the things she's doing to you 🤤🤤 she would be so annoying... but let's bring it back! BACKSTORY TIME 👹👹

it all started during the secretary hiring process.. you being you (aka gay as fuck), you were enamoured by gaeul. she was confident, she was intelligent, she was beautiful, she had years of experience to back up said confidence, she was beautiful... but you already said that. and then gaeul being gaeul, she knew exactly what you were thinking 🤭 had you been a man, she would have walked right out of that ginormous office of yours bcs the way your eyes raked her figure up and down was a borderline criminal offense, but you were a cute, sweet, and soft-spoken woman — so of course gaeul made sure she would get the job on the spot 😉 and she did! not only was gaeul beyond perfect for the job, you also wanted to fuck her so there was rlly only one decision to come to when the interview ended ☺️

gaeul took it easy for the first few months. she never made a move, but she did let you ogle at her fine ass as much as you liked bcs she knew it motivated you to get through the day 😭😭 but she would still have like, three of her buttons open on her shirt and wear her skirt a bit higher than what was allowed,,, nobody says anything bcs she's your secretary and they too look at her inappropriately anyway 💀 the only difference is that she allows you, she sends death glares at anybody else who dares to scan her body 😤😤

anyway, gaeul starts coming onto you on a random but very stressful day.. finishing your 6th conference call of the day and feeling like laying on your office couch and rot away, but you still had a job to do so you forced yourself to stay seated on your chair and tap away on your computer,,, then here comes gaeul putting down a cup of coffee on your table, saying something about how you should take a break but you kindly refused her and thanked her for the coffee,, her suddenly taking your jaw in her hand and lifting your head up????? and your brain completely shutting off bcs holy shit did she look even more beautiful up close like this,,, "you're exhausted, ma'am. a few minutes of getting up and walking around won't hurt." she was saying, but you couldn't focus w the way she stared you down like she was about to eat you, and the way her thumb ran across your bottom lip,,

and everything started from there! trust that secretary!gaeul absolutely loves torturing you,, either by wearing her outfits in appropriately, as mentioned before, or by touching you,, running her hand across your back while you're showing her some things on your computer, not-so-discreetly putting her hand on your thigh when you're seated at the couch together discussing things, pressing up against you way too much in the elevator... gaeul knew you were hopeless bcs you wouldn't try to jeopardize your career by trying to fuck your own secretary but see, gaeul did not give a fuck about any of that at all.. so she took it upon herself! 🤭

coming into your office with a mission one day, shaking her head at the sight of you staring blankly at the succulent she bought for you a while ago (she thought it would ease you),, staring blankly bcs you have once again managed to get hundreds of tasks done in record time but now you felt like death,,, "ma'am, you don't have any scheduled meetings for the rest of the morning. you should take a break." gaeul asked, loosening up her necktie, eyes shining with mischief while you massaged your temples, blissfully unaware of the primal look in your secretary's eyes,, "i'm good, gaeul. i still need to take care of a few things here." you sighed, sitting up properly once again and putting your hands on your keyboard,, but gaeul doesn't let you do anything else before she spins your chair to the side, facing her.. stylish blazer off, necktie loose, shirt unbuttoned halfway and oh god she wasn't wearing a bra?!!

"i wasn't really asking," gaeul sitting on your lap and pressing her bare, dripping pussy against your thigh 😵‍💫😵‍💫 then she was grabbing you by the collar of your shirt, only getting herself wetter at the sight of your terrified but tremendously turned on expression... "it'll be worth neglecting a few stupid tasks, trust me." and then she's kissing you 😳 roughly too—biting your lips, tongue all over your mouth, and her hands around your neck pulling you closer—and moans when you pull her skirt up to her waist and grip her ass tightly bcs finally she gets to be fucked by her incredibly cute boss!!!

omgomg putting gaeul on top of your desk.. her legs spread wide open while you're destroying her cunt with your fingers,, and she's moaning like crazy, no doubt some employees walking nearby could hear her 😭 you were completely entranced with the way her pussy sucked your fingers in, and she was surprisingly tight for a fucking slut.. you couldn't resist grabbing her waist and pulling her closer, only fucking her in a more ruthless pace than before and making her bite onto your shoulder and grip your wrist tightly... but she wasn't trying to stop you—fuck, she loved the fact that she was being heard throughout the entire fucking floor. she would gladly let you fuck her in a meeting full of other employees if she had that chance! all she ever wanted to be paraded around like the whore that she was by you, so ofc she was going to be as loud as she wants.. and it looked like she you didn't care about her volume anyway, not with the way you were so focused on trying to fuck her stupid...

didn't take long for her to fall apart on your fingers,, coming undone with a squeak, drenching your hand and your desk with her juices and being so fucking proud of it that she grins at the sight of her own cum coating your fingers... sick, sick woman 😵‍💫😵‍💫 but see, you weren't satisfied... now that you had a taste of what gaeul was really like, you can succumb to your temptations and fuck her like you never have before...

"ma'am.. wear this." gaeul says as she opens one of the drawers on your desk and pulled out a thick strap-on. you really don't know how the fuck she got that in there when you were practically glued to your desk, but you didn't care anymore.

mmdfmfdhdj bending gaeul over your desk, pinning both of her wrists above her head with one hand, holding her ass still with the other as you pounded your strap mercilessly inside her walls fuuck 😵‍💫 and gaeul was screaming at this point.. your name, "mommy" which drove you crazy and made you hold her ass with both your hands and ruin her even more 🤭 gaeul was holding onto the edges of the desk for dear life, and fuck she was in heaven... being fucked so good that she was close to blanking out, babbling nonsense as she moans helplessly like a stupid slut, agreeing with whatever you fucking asked her...

"i-i-i'll be a good whore, m-mommy—aghh...! mhmm.. fuck, more.. more...!! this pussy i-is all yours.. ahh..! use me, do whatever you want with me when you need m-me... i p-promise i'll let you fuck me whenever..."

gaeul fucking knew that you had fire in you, but the way you made her feel was so beyond her expectations that she was almost overwhelmed with how strong her orgasm hit her,, gasping for air as she came for the second time, digging her nails on your desk, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head bcs holy shit did you know how to fuck a girl to insanity...

immediately taking off the strap and scooping her arms in your arms,, settling her on your lap and hugging her,, apologizing if you were too rough but gaeul just waves her hand and tells you that it's okay and you should definitely do it again... skhncdchs she would absolutely let you suck on her tits and mark her skin up while the two of you sat there.. maybe she'll even let you fuck her again later, but you did ruin her too good.. no doubt she'll be walking weird if she ever decides to do her daily rounds around the office.. but only if she manages pull herself off your addicting fingers 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

#ive smut #ive x reader #ive imagines #ive x fem reader #girl group smut #girl group x reader #girl group imagines #kim gaeul smut #kim gaeul x reader #kim gaeul imagines #gaeul smut #gaeul x reader #gaeul imagines

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shivvyscat · 16 days

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Stay.

[summary: shiv lets you lounge on her bed after an afternoon together, watching her get ready for an event; lots of gay panic and reader being a simping mess]

[gxg, shiv x f!reader]

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It took Siobhan at least a year of hooking up before she even entertained the idea of you staying at her place for even ten minutes after being done in bed. But you persisted, and you would’ve been fine with being kicked on your ass for another year if it meant getting the slightest bit closer to the redhead.

Your patience paid off though, and now each time you went to see her after an ‘I have the place to myself, come over’ text, you’d get your cuddles, your long talks, and sometimes, you’d get a glimpse of her life, that she would willingly show you. Tonight was one of those days, as you laid naked in Shiv’s bed, watching her sit in front of her vanity mirror, in her cute little satin robe.

“Could you not?” Her silky voice brought you out of your haze.

“I’m not even doing anything.” Shiv raised a brow, looking at you through the mirror with that smirk that made you want to get on your knees and kiss her from toe to head. But you kept your cool.

“You’re ogling. It’s annoying.” Her hands kept working on her face, your eyes still on her.

“Well, you’re the one ogling if it’s bothering you. Look at your own pretty face.” You tease and turn on your stomach, cuddling a blanket as your head is still turned to her direction.

“You little shit.” She laughs, and you grin, wanting to make her laugh again, and again, and then one more time. “Don’t you have anything else to do? I have to be sharp for this thing. Get in the right headspace to deal with those fuckers.” You revelled in the way her eyes lingered for one second longer on your half sheet-covered figure even as she said this.

“Not really.” You lied. The truth is that you had a bunch of stuff you could be doing instead of lounging in this woman’s bed. But you wanted to be here, for as long as she’d have you, you would be here.

“Yeah, well, I do, so quit it.”

“Why did you even invite me over if you knew you had this thing? I wouldn’t have come if I knew it was gonna be just a couple hours.” Before you even said it, you knew it was another lie. You would’ve come here if Siobhan wanted just a quick release. You would’ve come here if she wanted just a peck on the lips.

“You would’ve.” Shiv smirked. “Besides, I wanted you. Got a problem with that, Y/N?”

“Whatever. Like I said, I had the day free, anyway.”

“Oh yeah? No standing up your girlfriend for this?” She asked, a little teasingly, her movements as she fixes her hair as sharp as her tongue. You smile.

“Which one are you talking about?”

“Hm, I don’t know. Roman did say you fucked his girlfriend.” Shiv looks amused as she turns on her seat, grabbing a bottle of lotion from the vanity and leaning down to apply it on her legs. Now you’re really ogling.

“I fucked you. Are you my girlfriend?” This makes her laugh. And once again you bask in the pleasure of that sound being caused by you.

“Come here, smartass.” You raise your brows, eyes full of surprise and subtle excitement. “What? Are you scared? I want your opinion on something.”

“Oh, that’s a first.” You lean over the edge of the bed to grab your shirt from the floor, but she stops you.

“Uh uh. That won’t be necessary. Come here.” You stand up, completely bare as you walk up to her. Once again revelling in the way her eyes travel up and down your body, in that subtle way only she can pull off, and probably only you can notice. She pulls you closer by the waist. “Which of these go best with my eyeshadow and a black dress?” She holds up a few lipstick options.

“Hm… I don’t know. This one?” Shiv scoffs, with a grin.

“Please, that one screams whore.”

“Why do you even have it?”

“For situations where it’s acceptable. Like your birthday party.” She looks up at you with that teasing smile, it makes you smile as well, and your knees feel like they might buckle under you.

“Oh, fuck you, Siobhan.”

“What? Don’t you remember this lipstick all over your body after? I think it looked great. But not for tonight.” She puts the options down. “Come here.”

“What, you ass?” Shiv pulls you in again, making you settle on her lap, your thighs on each side of hers. You are so, so aware of the minuscule amount of barrier between you two.

“Put….” She holds your waist with one hand, and with the other she picks out a lighter option of red. “This one on me.”

“I’m sorry, are your hands not working?” You smile, grabbing the lipstick she handed you, once her hand is free she holds the other side of your waist, her touch firm and gentle at the same time.

“Well, I want you in my lap. You might as well do it for me, no?” You roll your eyes, unable to not smile at her words, her expression, her hands caressing from your hips to below your breasts.

“Pucker up, then.” You reach up for her lips, but before you touch them with makeup, you lean in and kiss her, just a soft contact. As you pull away, she puts her hand on the back of your neck and pulls you into a proper kiss.

It’s hard to keep it going, since you’re both smiling, you pull back with a chuckle. “Do you wanna get ready or not?”

“Yes. Don’t go overboard. Just one layer is fine.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Shut up.” She mutters, trying not to move her lips too much as you put on her lipstick, it’s clear to you that she wants to smile.

“All done.” You put the little tube back on the table and she turns to inspect your work, her hands not once leaving your body.

Shiv hums. “Good.” She moves your hair behind your shoulders. “I’m gonna get dressed….” She says in a lower voice, leaning into your neck, planting little teasing kisses on it. “And you’re gonna be right on that bed when I get back.”

You tilt your head a little to give her better access, sighing softly. “Yeah?”

“Hm mhm. I want you here. Stay.” Shiv says, and you nod. She lightly smacks your ass, making you stand up from her lap. “And don’t get dressed.”

Shiv voice says ‘demand’, but her eyes say ‘plead’. Either way, you’re going to oblige. You’re gonna be here when she gets back. You always are.

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(my first tumblr post 😭 send me requests! I love writing for shiv. let me know your thoughts as well <3)

#shiv roy x reader #shiv roy #succession #succession x reader #fanfiction #self insert #x reader #siobhan roy

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mazzystar24 · 1 month

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What I don't get is why people think it's problematic to still wish for Buddie. Like isn't it worse to be happy just because he's with a dude now. Like so you didn't ship Buddie for their amazing chemistry and history, you just shipped them because they were two hot dudes.

(This is not directed at people who are enjoying Tevan for the ride, this is about people who jumped completely)

((obviously bi Buck is important, but I don't think seeing it as a step towards Buddie is bad. We've been waiting for something like this for so many years))

Sorry but this is all that’s in my head^^

But yes yay now I get to have my rant-

The fact that so many people genuinely just wanted buck to end up with a dude is just

Look there is wanting representation which I GET I am all for

Then there is not caring about anything to do with that representation as long as you see two hot guys kiss

Representation without substance, meaning and actually changing what we usually see on screen is just so surface level

and listen we are ALL guilty of that thing where we hear about a show with a queer couple and we instantly get excited and rush over there but some of these people don’t give a shit about the storylines as a whole, the characters as a whole, character development, etc all those things that make representation MATTER

Like we aren’t just happy that bi buck is canon because oh look here’s a bi man character

No we are happy because we got to see his development we got to see his insecurities, history, his personality and his bond with these other characters through the years. Now look I’m not saying oh look at this fictional character think about his feelings, I’m saying that characters and their complexities drive a story they are what make me invested whether it’s a book a movie or show, and to not care about any of that just for the sake of tokenism is insane to me

I also feel it bares mentioning that this is one of the RARE times that this representation in media isn’t a case of tokenism like they’ve taken a character and built him and built the show and built the dynamics outside of his sexuality and made it canon in season SEVEN like Tim and Oliver and the entire team did something we don’t see much or ANY of in media like the way they made it is like we have this journey with the character like it’s a double blind test ( sorry I’m revising for a psych exam rn and my brain can only use that analogy) and until the reveal seven years in we don’t know for sure even if there have been inklings and people are more focused on the fact that oh look some hot dude kisses another in this show

Like genuinely ship what you want to ship and enjoy the time but don’t disregard meaningful potential representation which would have 1. A character navigating sexuality in a situation as complex as Eddie’s 2. A gay couple which wasn’t planned and they actually listened to fans for 3. A well done queer slow burn with the same gravity and meaningfulness that straight slowburns get

Thank you for the opportunity to rant anon🫡

Sorry for the long ass reply😭😭

Edit: also wanna add that yes I’m in analysing media mode because I also have sociology revision on representation in media🤭🤭

#911 #buddie #evan buckley #eddie diaz #911 abc #911 fox #evan buck buckley #911onfox #asks open #send asks #answered asks #asks

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bengiyo · 3 months

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Cherry Magic TH Ep 9 Stray Thoughts

Last week sucked. The boss tried to break up the boys, arguing that it harms productivity. Karan insisted on proving their work by meeting an unreasonable sales target, and ended up going back to the client that molested him previously. The boss showed up after a second assault had occured only to throw away the contract because of the humiliation. It was gross and stupid. Anyway, Achi revealed his powers, and Min and Jinta had a really cute moment over a Lego set.

I'm glad we're picking up at the reveal. This power always makes me wonder because I don't think in sentences in my head.

Amazing, Karan. He zeroed in on the most important information: Achi has known how sincere his feelings are for a while, so they can progress.

We are moving into the correct apartment this time!!

Goddamn Tay Tawan is beautiful. I'm having fun with Karan using the powers to touch Achi more.

Back to back ads. At least this one is horny.

This bed scene is so cute. I like Karan accepting the reality of this and just running with it.

Achi wearing the pajamas is still a great costuming choice.

New merch available in the GMMTV store!

Poor Rock. He didn't know!

I really love that Achi and Jinta made a promise to celebrate the success of his work. This is so great.

Jinta being inspired by them is a much cooler outcome. I also love Karan picking up on their telepathy, and Jinta reassuring him that he and Achi are just friends.

Newwie is so fucking big like whoa. Look at those arms. Look at those thighs.

Oh this is a great hug. I like that this version of Achi talks to Karan more.

I love Jinta so much. Like Tsuge, there is no shame in this man.

Yes, Min, chase his goofy ass down!

I still don't like the boss.

Oh, poor Achi. A month isn't actually that long, but this is all new for him.

Now, Rock, you gotta communicate with fujos in terms they understand.

Achi, please tell him about the assignment.

Damn, the boss already took that chance from Achi.

I really love the way Karan knowing about the power is leading to better communication between them, and allowing Achi the equity to express his anxieties.

I'm actually excited about the separation this time!

Oh, thank you TayNew for reminding us that you two are very willing to go there with each other. I have needed to see these two kiss forever. Count your fucking days, Cherry Magic Anime.

I'm so relieved that we came back on a good episode. I was worried about this show after last week's debacle, but this is all really fucking good. I love that the reveal of Achi's powers only helped him in his relationship with Karan. There's something so special about a man being thrilled that his gay love thoughts reached the person they were intended for and received the way they were intended. I love that so much of this episode was about Achi taking a step forward in his life. He expressed his desire to grow professionally and is taking that leap with the support of his boyfriend, and he took a step forward romantically by kissing Karan twice. I love that Jinta was inspired to take a step forward with Min, and Min didn't let him run away before completing the confession. We even got further confirmation that Pai is not romantically inclined at all right now. Fantastic episode.

#Ben watches #cherry magic #cherry magic th #cherry magic thailand

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xxgothbitchfromhellxx · 3 months

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lawlight fic rec list

so i’m gonna do a series of these, starting with my favorite death note ship! make sure to pay attention to all warnings on these fics. enjoy! if you have a ship you’d like me to make a rec list for, please just send me an ask! i don’t want to be obnoxious, and i’m not saying they’re good, but i (slackjawbitch on ao3) have some lawlight fics up!

♡ = a favorite of kitty’s

angst

♡ 1. i’m drowning; please save me: L looks at Yagami Light and drowns. There is no other way to put it. As the days pass and blend into weeks, L looks at Yagami Light sitting next to him, the harsh lines of his face creased and determined, and he swallows water.

L looks at Yagami Light and he cannot breathe.

great characterization, always makes me very emo, and is probably a pretty major influence on my writing. one shot. 1,817 words.

2. always waiting for you just to cut to the bone: And then, breaking through the pounding in his head he hears what would be the last words out of that wretched man’s lips.

“I love you.”

fic for teh death note drama (2016) canon! title is unfortunately from a t*ylor sw*ft song (/silly) but this fic is so good and sad.

3. Our Bodies, Possessed By Light: L. Lawliet is a gifted photographer who believes he has understood the light and its secrets. Light Yagami is a young, unstable and slightly crooked model. Together, they kill time.

modeling and photography au. make sure to read all teh tags and warnings for this one; there’s nothing gross, but some potentially triggering subjects for some people are in here. multi chapter. 81,218 words.

4. Hearts and Spades: Which would you choose? Love or death? RaitoL, slight AU.

short but sweet piece featuring that classic fanfiction dot net era vibe, an emo-ass playing card metaphor (/pos), and a recounting of l’s death scene that made me sad over him all over again (also /pos). and also light being obnoxious, but it’s death note, so that’s usually a given, lol. one shot. 1,801 words.

5. Not Quite Drowning: Sometimes Light ponders happiness. L/Light

a short lawlight and light character study. i like it a lot, and i don’t usually like light, so that should tell you something about how well i think it’s written! one shot. 424 words.

♡ 6. Water, water, water: In the bath, they forget they’re a detective and a suspect; they remove these identities along with their clothes, layer by layer until there are only the handcuffs left. And them; facing the other in the eerie calmness of their bathroom.

At least, it’s how Light sees it.

i really love this one! make sure to read teh tags, as eating disorders and drugs are mentioned, for example. angst with a happy ending! one shot. 3,504 words.

fluff

1. Silver Bells: Silver bells...silver bells...

They’ve made it. Everything is okay now, when they’re dancing in the candlelight.

really, really cute! i recommend it as a palate cleanser to make you feel better after reading a sad one, lol. one shot. 1,255 words.

♡ 2. New Year’s Eve: "I've seen fireworks before," he says. "This is... so much... more."

just a cute little new year’s eve lawlight fireworks show! this one is also from 2009 which is kinda cool to me, haha. i like this author’s descriptive language a lot. one shot. 507 words.

♡ 3. Do Gay Penguins Go to Hell?: Too many New Year snacks bring about a family discussion between L, Raito and their daughter about healthy diet, common sayings and nature of good and evil. And gay penguins, of course. AU

a really darling kid fic, based on teh stupid, homophobic controversy over that adorable kids’ book about teh gay penguin couple. one shot. 3,791 words.

4. A Feeling: It's LxLight fluff! This takes place after Light was confined and lost his memories, chained to L. : D SO YUS. SOME FLUFF FOR YAH D: Hope you leik it :D

very cute “l and light cuddle and kiss” fic, written by a scene kid in 2008, which is extra points with me! one shot. 1,006 words.

alright! i will add to this rec list as i find more fics, and i would love it if people would send in their favorite lawlight fics!

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chaussetteblanche · 9 months

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If you still write for kit, can I request something where the reader is kits gf and comes out to him as bisexual, and is really nervous about it even tho he’s super accepting (like are you sure you’re okay with it) bc they get scared but he’s super reassuring 🥺

hi love ! yes, i still write for kit ! of course :) thanks for requesting !! sorry for taking so long to answer !

pairing : kit connor x female!reader summary : you come out as bi to kit word count : 1.2k warnings : none, i think

You'd first felt it when you were younger. You loved the Totally Spies and spent your afternoons watching the show when you'd come home from school. And you especially loved Britney. She was like the perfect mix of Sam, Clover and Alex. Who wouldn't love her ? But you didn’t think anything of it back then.

Then you had the same sort of feeling when you'd first watched Pirates of the Caribbean as a young teenager. Will Turner was gloriously handsome, of course, but you felt the same way about Elizabeth Swan. She was graceful, not to mention beautiful, and could handle her own in battle, she could shoot, kick ass... What couldn't she do ? You didn’t think twice about it then, either.

Same happened when you met a girl at camp. She was nice and beautiful and really funny. You were so happy to be her friend. You didn’t realize what the butterflies in your stomach whenever she touched you meant.

You'd never thought too much about these feelings, figuring everyone felt the same. It's totally normal to wonder what it would be like to kiss your female friends, right ? Everybody did that, didn't they ?

A lot of your friends came out over the years, so you grew more familiar with the LGBTQ+ community, sexualities and gender identities. But you never questioned your own. And why would you ? You were now dating Kit, had been for a few months, actually, so why would you even think about questioning your sexuality ?

And then Kit got cast for Heartstopper. And with him, you dived even deeper into the world of queerness. And more than once, when helping him rehearse his lines, you'd read the script and thought : hey, I feel this way sometimes, too. But still, you didn't think too much about it.

And then, Heartstopper finally came out. All of the cast gathered to binge watch it in one day. You had been invited too, along with the other significant others. Everyone had to bring something, so you and Kit had made a heart-shaped chocolate cake that morning.

You were all snuggled up on the couch and Joe finally pushed play on the first episode. You were leaning in Kit’s side with your legs laying over his lap. He wrapped an arm your shoulders and pressed a kiss to your head when the intro started.

You squealed along with everyone when Joe first appeared on the screen. Everyone screamed and laughed whenever a new character would appear on the screen. You watched episode after episode, glee filling your being and shining with pride as you watched Kit’s amazing performance.

You got quiet when Nick started questioning his sexuality. Your heart sped up when he did the “Are you gay” quiz on the internet. You quickly excused yourself to go to the bathroom.

You tried to take deep breaths as you locked yourself in the bathroom. You’d felt the same things for women that Nick felt for men. Was it possible that you weren’t- straight ?

You locked the door behind you and leaned on the sink. Did you- like girls ? You looked at yourself in the mirror and winced at the look on your face. You didn’t like this. You didn’t like not knowing. A knock at the door startled you.

“Y/N ? You alright, love ?” Kit. You splashed some water onto your face and flushed the toilet, drying your face. “Yeah, just really had to go all of a sudden,” you lied as you unlocked and opened the door. Kit looked down at you and chuckled. “Oh, sorry, my love.” “It’s fine,” you laughed, “no worries, babe.”

You couldn’t get it out of your head for weeks. Did you like girls ? Were you pretending to ? Were you a lesbian ? No, you liked Kit. What were you ? You talked it over with your friends a lot. They all told you the same thing : “With time, you’ll know.” Maybe you would think you were bi for a while and then discover that you didn’t like men at all, or the contrary. It frustrated you to not know. No one else but you could know what your sexuality was. And the answer wouldn’t magically appear on a silver platter, as much as you wished it would.

Kit noticed your change in behaviour. Your temper was shorter than usual and you acted distant from him. After worrying for a few weeks, he finally confronted you. You were in the kitchen, making some instant ramen when he finally talked to you about it.

“Y/N ?” he asked tentatively. “Yeah ?” you hummed absent-mindedly. “Is something going on these days ?” You tensed at his words. He noticed immediately and touched your arm. “I don’t mean to upset you, love, but I just want to let you know that if something’s the matter with you, with us or with me, I’m here and you can talk to me about it you want to.”

You wanted to cry at his kindness and thoughtfulness. “I-“ Your voice caught in your throat. A ball formed in your stomach as you thought of voicing your thoughts and worrying. How would he react? Of course he'd understand, but- What ifs flooded your brain as you spluttered like a fish out of water. He took your hand in his, bringing you back to reality as he kissed your knuckled. "You don't have to talk about it if you're not ready to, you know." "No, I- I want to." You took a deep breath. Kit looked at you, giving you his undivided attention. "I've been feeling like this for a while now, and it only got stronger when we watched your show together because it really put it in front of me. Like I couldn't ignore it any longer, you know?" Kit tilted his head to the side, somewhat confused as to what you were speaking about. "I- I think I'm bisexual." The word felt alien in your mouth. "I think I like both boys, especially you, of course, and girls. I- I'm attracted to both."

Kit smiled at you, squeezing your hand. "Thank you for telling me. I know it's not easy." "No," you chuckled, wiping a stray tear from your eye, you didn't even know why you were crying, "it's not. But you make it easier." "And how do you feel about it?" "I- okay, I guess. It's good to know there are others like me, like us. H-how do you feel about it?”

“I think it just gives me one more thing to love about you,”

“Are you sure you don’t mind?” you asked nervously, worrying your bottom lip. Kit nodded, still smiling. "Not in the slightest. I'm so proud of you. Can I kiss you?" You nodded. "Of course, this doesn't change how I feel about you in the slightest." He hummed and leaned forward, wrapping you up in his arms as he pressed his lips against yours. You closed your eyes, relishing in the feeling and comfort he brought you. He pulled away. "I don't think I'm ready to tell everyone yet, though." "No, of course, you don't have to tell anyone you don't want to. You don't owe anyone anything."

#kit connor x you #kit connor x reader #kit connor

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artificial-transmutations · 10 months

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Two sides of the same coin: First time at the sex shop

Mason was feeling uncomfortable. Even though he was gay, he was raised pretty conservatively, and thus, he had never been in a sex shop in all of his 26 years. Even the name: sex shop.

Not that there was anything wrong with it. It just made Mason feel a little weird, like he shouldn't be here, and that someone might walk in and ask him what he was doing here. Or that someone saw him in here who knew him. But as much as he was feeling uncomfortable, he also felt very curious, like he wanted to see what kind of things people bought in here, and, perhaps, even buy something himself.

While Mason has been out for some years now, he didn't find a boyfriend yet. Of course, being as uptight as he was raised, the thought of casual or anonymous sex using apps or the like wasn't an option for. So, his sexual experiences were pretty much limited to the occasional porn movie and, of course, his left hand (Mason was left handed).

Since he felt more and more dissatisfied with the experience, he had nurtured the idea of buying some... helpful gadgets. The thought alone made his head redden. The whole idea was so dirty and... wrong.

"Good evening, sir!" a voice sounded through the room, snapping him out of his thoughts.

Mason turned his head to look at the counter, only to see a young man looking back at him. He didn't look bad, had styled hair and a black shirt, with the upper two buttons unbuttoned.

"Can I help you find anything? My name is Dexter, and I'm happy to help you!" The clerk asked in a friendly tone.

"No, I'm okay", Mason said in an unsure voice. "I just..."

"Ah, you just want to look around. Okay, feel free! Let me know if I can be of any help!"

Even though Dexter had been extremely friendly, Mason felt even more uncomfortable. He quickly looked into the next best shelf besides him, only to find female lingerie on artificial boobs. Not what he was looking for. He wanted to quickly walk away, when he found something else on the shelf as well: A small sparkling coin that didn't look like it belonged here. Mason quickly pocketed it in order to give it to the clerk later.

As he walked away from the thin bras, he felt a bit disoriented. Which parts of the store were meant for gay men, and what areas were meant for women and straight people?

He could surely ask the helpful shop assistant, but in the process, Mason would need to out himself as gay. The thought was ridiculous. Mason wasn't in the closet about his sexuality, and he was pretty sure that a guy who worked at a sex store was asked worse questions than where the gay stuff was.

Nervously, he approached the clerk.

"Uhm, sorry!", Mason began, "but where should I look for... you know... men's stuff?"

The other man looked at him for a moment, then smiled again.

"Don't worry, I'll show you!", he answered in a kind voice and walked to the other side of the store, to the back, where all the male products were displayed.

"So, what are you looking for exactly? Condoms?"

"Oh no, I have those. Or rather, I don't need any right now. It's more...", Mason stumbled. How was he supposed to put this? "It's more about the... toys."

Dexter seemed to understand immediately.

"Oh, sure! Come with me!"

Dexter took him to a section on the wall filled with various dildos, butt plugs and other strange devices Mason had never heard of. He didn't even know the name of most of the stuff, let alone how to use them.

Apparently, Dexter picked up on his lost look and laughed in a friendly tone.

"Don't worry, I see you're probably new to all this. Let's start at the beginning. Are you looking for something for the back or the front?"

"Ehm... what's the difference?" Mason asked. He didn't understand the question and was feeling uncomfortable and hot and was sweating under his clothes.

"Well, there are butt plugs and dildos and a variety of vibrators that go into your ass. And then, of course, there are cock rings, flesh lights and so on to stimulate your penis." Dexter talked about this as if it was the most normal thing in the world, which was both confusing and attractive to Mason. In fact, the whole situation was made a bit worse by the fact that Dexter was really good looking!

"Uhm... " the thought of stuffing something into his ass sounded frightening, so he answered: "The front, in that case. What are these... fleshlights?".

"They are big fun", answered Dexter nonchalantly. "You can put them on your cock and feel like you are fucking someone, or like someone is sucking you off. There are models that look like an ass, or models that look like a mouth. Here." He showed Mason one of the latter, a black cylinder with a plastic mouth.

"Uh, okay. But how do they feel? Can I try it?" Mason had absolutely no idea why he asked the last part. Of course not, that was ridiculous.

As expected, Dexter shook his head. "Sadly, no, that wouldn't be very hygienic. But I assure you, they feel a lot like a blowjob."

"Oh, okay. Uhm. The thing is, I don't know how *that* feels, too..." Mason said. Why did he keep talking? That really wasn't the shop assistants business.

Dexter blinked before smiling again. He looked through the otherwise empty store and said: "I think I can help you with that, if you like."

"What?" Mason asked, surprised. Did he just offer to... what? What did that mean?

"A blowjob." The shop assistant explained. "If you like, I can give you one. Just sit down over there." He pointed at the nearby chairs.

Mason was so shocked by the sudden turn of events that he just mechanically obeyed, and before he knew it, he was sitting in front of the other man, who smiled and reached for Mason's fly. "May I?" he asked politely, and as Mason nodded, he unzipped Mason's pants and pulled them down along with his underwear.

Mason's cock was already hard, partly because of the situation and partly because Dexter was really his type.

"Oh, you have a pretty dick!" Dexter said and looked at it for a while before wrapping his lips around it.

Mason gasped in surprise. This was just... intense. This was something else entirely.

Dexter stopped for a moment and looked up at Mason. "Now, try to imagine it's not me sucking you off right now, but you're using a fleshlight instead. Just think of me as a fleshlight."

Mason nodded. He couldn't say he had tried a lot of stuff, but the idea wasn't bad. It sounded kind of sexy.

As Dexter was back to sucking his cock, he imagined that it was his cock in that cylinder-mouth-thing, and that Dexter was an empty hole. Automatically, he raised his left hand to the back of Dexter's head and supported his movements with careful pushes.

Suddenly, Mason felt the need to use his hands more freely, to grab the other man's head and move it along with his hips. So, he did. Dexter let out a low moan and bobbed his head faster.

It felt incredibly! With his right hand, Mason quickly discarded his shirt and his pants, completely forgetting where he was. He was getting more and more relaxed about the whole situation as well - so, what if someone saw him? There's nothing to it to receive a blowjob? It was like he was using a fleshlight, in a sex shop. Perfectly normal, at least for him! Sure, his friends sometimes called him a pervert, but he didn't see it that way. He was just living his life!

As Mason looked down, Dexter had changed a lot. His whole body had shrunk in on himself and pretty much all that was left was his head that Mason face fucked with joy. With each thrust, the thing that had once been Dexter, the shop assistant, changed more and more, becoming black and cylindrical, with a plastic texture on the outside. Finally, as the fleshlight's changes had finished, Mason threw back his head and moaned loudly, spilling his cum into the plastic toy.

After recovering for a few seconds, Mason removed the toy from his cock with a wet sound. It was modelled after a man's perpetually open mouth, just waiting for someone to stick his cock in again. It was a great product, really. Mason left the money for it on the counter (he was here so often and knew the owner, so this was okay) and pulled on his pants again before leaving the shop.

Mason couldn't wait until he gets home for round two. Perhaps he'd even start in the car.

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#two sides of the same coin #male transformation #inanimate transformation

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sucker4sixx · 9 days

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Sün and möon

Writers note: i know mötley crüe were off drugs at this time but no one pulls someone aside for abit of whiskey

Plot: vince and nikki have an intense little one on one

Warnings: degradation, shaming, threats, oral, smut

Something between vince and nikki changed, the band noticed it, the fans noticed it, the road crew noticed it and so did they.

Nikki and vince were never close, never over at eachothers house or the type to call eachother when they were having a rough night but something sparked when the generation swine tour started. On stage vince felt the need to follow nikki around and mess with him, pulling and tugging on his black hair while the bassist stared straight into his eyes with a ‘fuck me’ look that made the singer feel feelings he wasnt quite ready to talk about.

Nikki started to get exited for the shows, wanting to be messed with, chasing vince around the stage to bring it to that one moment where the singers hands would tug on his hair and he would lean in close, close enough to kiss but thats something that would never happen.. they thought.

One night after a particularly handsy show nikki cant seem to stay away from vince, they sit having drinks and nikki has to be next to him, watching him as he spoke about himself like he was a prince. He always hated his confident princess like behaviour but something about it was intoxicating tonight. “Hey i got some blow.. do you want some?” Nikki whispers into vinces ear, trying his hardest not to bite the lobe, vince grins wide, dragging nikki to the small bathroom. “Well? Cmon then” he says like a child as nikki sets out lines, vince tries to get in first but nikki pulls him back by his hair like he does to nikki while preforming “patience.” He says sternly, breaking into a wolfish grin before taking the first couple of lines, vince blushes red and tries to cover it up by shoving his face in the new lines nikki set out.

Nikki sets up more lines for vince on the bathroom sink, taking the opportunity to stand behind him and push his hips against vinces back side “hey knock it off! What are you doing ?!” Vince jumps but doesnt move away “nothing? What are you talking about?” Nikki grins as he pushes his clothed erection harder against vinces butt. The singer gasps and looks down, noticing his own cock starting to grow “h-hey.. its not fair, stop turning me gay!” Vince breathes shakily, gripping the sink “im not turning you gay silly.. we are all alittle bit gay, its just wether your a pussy or not” nikki grins, leaning over the singer and looking at his face in the mirror infront of them. “I-im not a pussy.” Vince insists, feeling nikkis hips smack against his butt once more, making him whine. “Whiney bitch..” nikki growls into his ear “you want my cock?” Vince whimpers again at the words, does he want cock? Is he really ready?

“Y-yes.. yes i do” nikki grins and starts grinding on his ass “good boy.. good boy..” “but.. ill only suck i dont wanna get pegged, i wont be able to walk tomorrow” “fair point, so.. you wanna suck my cock?” His grin turns wide and sexy as he imagines vince sucking on his cock like a chick.

Vince drops to his knees obediently “you know.. youve been a real brat this tour.. constantly tugging my hair and grabbing me, this was bound to happen” nikki grinned as vince looked up at him with doe eyes “you wanted my attention so bad well.. here, you got it.. sitting on a dirty bathroom floor so you can suck my cock i mean.. what a slut you are” nikki shook his head, vinces cheeks flushed red in shame, waiting for nikki to show him his cock. “Id make you beg but youve been begging the whole time.. waiting for me” nikki unzips his leather pants, his cock falling out instantly due to having on no boxers so the fans could see his bulge. His large, thick cock dangles above vinces face and the singer goes red, his eyes focusing on the thick, pink tip that already slowly drips precum onto his lips. “Well?” Nikki says impatiently.

Vince nervously wraps his lips around nikkis tip, suckling on it like its a bottle, nikki laugh and bites his bottom lip “awee.. baby boy your so cute. But im not fucking around anymore, suck me like a man” his voice suddenly goes stern, vince taking more of him instantly, sucking faster. Its clear to nikki hes done this before as the singers tongue swirls around his thick shaft. “Youve done this before havent you? Who was it..” nikki moans and vince goes redder, pulling off “tommy” he mutters before taking nikki back into his needy mouth. “Tommy?! You mean.. you sucked tommys cock before mine?” Vince nods as he takes nikki deeper, gagging slightly but continuing, wet slurping noises and deep moans filling the small bathroom.

“Go on.. tell me when..” vince pulls off again “back when w-aughhm” nikki shoves his cock down his throat, grinning “well? Cant really hear you” vince pulls off “when-hmgh!” He whines in frustration, nikki shoving his cock back into the blonde haired mans mouth. He grips his hair tight and shoves his whole dick inside vinces mouth, he starts to struggle more, hitting his thighs “ah ah, calm.. suck it slut..” vince takes a breath and suffers through it, sucking nikki fast to keep up with his pace. “Hmm.. jesus, i wont last long baby” nikki moans, bucking his hips harshly against the singers face, precum spilling down his throat.

Nikki cums with no warning, vince whining and swallowing it all eagerly before getting pushed to the floor, nikkis boot standing on his chest gently, he zips up his leather pants as he looks down at the panting man beneath his boot. “Talk about this and ill destroy you.” Nikki warns, walking out the bathroom swiftly.

“There he is! Where have you been?” Nikki says casually as vince sits beside him red faced “oh.. just.. calling my wife”

@sourwolf-sterek32 🙈

#80s #motley crue #mötley crüe #nikki sixx #tommy lee #mick mars #spotify #vince neil #nikki sixx fanfic #nikki sixx fanfiction #vince neil fanfic #vince neil x nikki sixx

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ashwhowrites · 1 year

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could you write something for robin x reader where robin thinks that reader is straight because she seen her kissing eddie at a party but reader is actually bisexual and interested in robin. the kissing eddie part is just for angst lol

I loveeeeee Robin

Never proofread

I hope this is what you were looking for <3

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Robin always struggled with reading girls. She couldn't separate friendliness from flirting. She couldn't tell if a girl was straight or gay. And that burned Robin a lot in the past. Always falling for the girls that are straight and never interested. Sadly, Robin was used to always being rejected.

With her latest crush, she ran into the same problem. Y/N was the sweetest girl Robin has ever met. Her voice was velvety and soft. Her smile was always bright and inviting. She was gorgeous, smart, and talented. It was easy for Robin to get sucked into her. But Robin could not tell if Y/N was just wanting to be friends or maybe something more.

Y/N was always quick to compliment Robin and it made her head spin. A new shirt? Y/N noticed. Did Robin cut her hair? Y/N noticed. Robin couldn't tell if she was just that great of a friend or if maybe Y/N liked her the way Robin did.

Chrissy was throwing a party, and the whole school was invited. Robin dragged Steve along because her anxiety could not handle a house full of people that wouldn't know who she even was. She didn't even plan to go until she heard Y/N talking about how she was going.

So now Robin stood in the corner, eating at her lips as she searched the party for the familiar face. And she found that face smashed against Eddie Munson's in a heated kiss.

Robin shouldn't have been surprised that she stroke out again, but she really wanted Y/N to be into her. Her stomach turned watching as her hands dove into Eddie's hair and his hands landed on Y/N's ass. The two were going at it like no one else was in the room. With a sad sigh, she asked Steve to take her home.

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Robin avoided seeing Y/N all weekend but knew there was no escaping her at school. Robin convinced herself to just get over it and move on.

But once she caught sight of Y/N, it all went out the window. She felt like someone was twisting her stomach in knots.

"Hey Rob, I didn't see you at the party and you haven't answered my calls. Are you okay?" Y/N asked worriedly as she checked Robin over. Robin tried to ignore how red her face was burning up. Coughing as she backed up. She prayed her freckles covered the blush across her cheeks.

"Yeah, I got there then I felt sick so I went home and slept the whole weekend." Robin lied, hoping her lie sounded convincing. The concern is Y/N's eyes grew.

"I could have come over and helped you," Y/N said, reaching forward to feel Robin's forehead.

"It's fine. How was the party?" Robin asked, she already knew Y/N had a great time.

"It was alright, nothing really happened." Y/N shrugged

Robin's mouth moved faster than her brain.

"What about making out with Eddie?" Robin asked, immediately freezing when the question went past her lips. She was an idiot.

"How did you know about that?" Y/N asked curiously

Robin's mind blanked, blinking rapidly as she searched every part of her brain for a response.

"Gossip" Robin blurted out, swallowing hard as Y/N looked her over. With a slight nod, Y/N accepted the answer.

"I was drunk, he was drunk, and that was it." Y/N shrugged like it was no big deal.

Truthfully it was not a big deal. They were both single and welcome to kiss each other, but it killed Robin on the inside.

She thought of Y/N's lips all the damn time. Imagined countless times how soft her lips would feel. And it stung that Eddie got to find out.

~~~

Over the next few days, Robin tried her best to seem fine. Trying to hang out with her best friend like nothing changed between them. But the rejection was too fresh and it showed in Robin's eyes every time she looked at Y/N's lips.

It also caused Robin to snap at Eddie more than ever. She couldn't handle being in the same room with him, she just wanted to punch him, bust his lip open and watch it bleed.

Eddie picked up on the glares Robin constantly sent in his direction. He called her out and Robin surrendered. Telling Eddie all about her feelings for Y/N, and how badly it hurt to see him kiss her.

Eddie felt sorry for the girl. Seeing your crush on someone else was never a good feeling and it took forever to move on from it. And Eddie did not want to stand in her way. He made sure to clear Robin's worry of Eddie liking her. Agreeing with Y/N that it was a one-time drunk moment.

~~~

But Robin knew the same thing would happen over and over. Y/N won't be single forever, one day she will meet someone. Robin could sit and wait for that day, and suffer before it even happens with the what-ifs. Or admit her feelings...Robin chose to suffer.

The one thing Robin never did was tell her best friend she was gay, and she felt like it was time to admit that to her. Maybe it would ease her mind and help her move on. She wasn't sure how it would help her move on, but she already lied to herself that it would.

And that was when she found out her own best friend liked girls too.

"It's okay, Rob. I like girls too, and I wouldn't love you any different."

But Robin was stuck on the fact that her crush admitted she also liked girls. Robin had an opening, all she had to do was take it....she didn't.

Y/N did though, shyly scooting closer to Robin as she nudged her knee against Robin.

"Any girls in your mind?" Y/N asked, a shy smile on her face. Robin could sometimes be clueless, and Y/N had a feeling she would look way over Y/N's head.

"For a second then I get distracted by something else." Robin shrugged, her answer was painfully honest.

Y/N felt herself laughing at the girl, Robin was too cute for her own good.

"Well I have a girl in my mind and she stays there the whole time, and I never get distracted from her," Y/N said

Robin tried to sound supportive but was never good at hiding her annoyance.

"Who's the lucky girl?" Robin sassed out, crossing her arms over her chest.

"She's you." Y/N smiled, reaching down to squeeze Robin's knee.

"Um huh?" Robin asked, she turned to look at Y/N, confusion clear in her eyes.

Y/N rolled her eyes, smirking as she leaned in.

"This okay?" She whispered against Robin's lips.

Feeling Y/N's breath hit her lips had her in a trance, Robin's body froze and she licked her dry lips.

"Yes," She choked out, her voice cracking as Y/N leaned closer and closer.

Y/N smiled at the answer, pressing her lips against Robin's in a soft but passionate kiss.

Eddie Munson had nothing on Robin now.

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garfunklefield · 2 months

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can you write fem reader x geto fluff (or smut if you want) about going to the beach

Lime Lemonade

Fem!reader/Suguru Geto Warnings: fluff, crack, this is not serious, the reader IS babysitting Gojo, they're in college maybe 1st or 2nd year? Gojo is a gay twink who is 5'4 SORRY, Geto is definitely canon height, Suguru has a tattoo, beach house, drinking and smoking, cuddling by a fire, love confession, mutual pining Word count: 3139 DESC: Satoru Gojo your rich classmate invites you out to his beach house!!

I actually love this so much and I've definitely taken inspiration from another fic which I can't find but if anyone knows or suspects comment and I'll gladly give the credit!

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You made Suguru so unbelievably nervous. The way you bit your pencil as you stared at the whiteboard deep in thought. Or how your eyes always lit up when someone asked you about your interests. It made his heart flutter. You were one of the most perfect girls he had ever met even if you didn’t think so. You had soft hair and kind eyes. He didn’t want to admit that he also liked you for other reasons. He’s a guy okay?? And sometimes they stare!! Suguru hated himself for looking over your body when you got up to sharpen your pencil. You didn’t wear very tight or revealing things, but he still found himself looking at your big hips and stomach as it peaked out through your top.

That morning he was hanging out with his true best friend, Satoru. They had known each other since elementary school and frankly, they were attached by the hip. So it wasn’t a surprise to Suguru when his friend mentioned the fact he’d have a beach house all to himself for a whole week out of their summer vacation.

“You have to come!” Satoru threw his head back, with a blunt hanging from his bottom lip, “I don’t wanna go alone Suguruuuuuuu,” he called, glancing over to see an annoyed look from his best friend.

“I’ll go, just who exactly would be going with us?” He raised an eyebrow. Satoru sat up and pulled the blunt from his lips, exhaling the cannabis smoke in the direction of Suguru.

The raven-haired male frowned and used his hand to fan away the excess smoke as Satoru answered, “Me, you, her.” And his heart dropped. Satoru invited … you? You! Of all people! He knew exactly how you made him feel and he knew how Suguru thought about you. He knew all of the perverted and wholesome details of his infatuation with you.

“Toru, you can’t be serious,” Suguru frowned.

He laughed, taking a slow inhale before speaking, “You need to get over this BS and confess already. I don’t want to keep having to hear you complain about boners in class,” Satoru shrugged, pushing his circular sunglasses up on the bridge of his nose.

Suguru blinked a few times, going to protest. But he couldn’t. He wanted you to come. He wanted to see you in a bathing suit and watch as the water made your breasts shine in the sun. He wanted to see your hair wet and clinging to the back of your neck. He wanted to see your stomach and your ass and your hips and -god- your thighs.

“See! You’ll confess, I’ll cheer, then you two go up and do straight people sex…” Satoru thought for a moment, “Butt stuff? You don’t wanna make her pregnant.” And with that Geto promptly smacked him upside the head.

Suguru arrived at the beach house before you, thankfully. He sat on the floor of the main corridor with his best friend, beer in hand, as they both waited for you. The air conditioning was on full blast but it still wasn’t enough. Satoru had already stripped since he had no sense of boundaries, into his boxers. But Suguru was terrified to show any more skin than necessary in front of you. In swimming shorts was one thing, but his underwear? He decided he’d rather be a hot sticky mess than show off against his twinky counterpart.

You arrived an hour later, in a pretty pink sundress. It was clear you were wearing something else underneath like a bathing suit, as the dress was a bit too large for you. It hung off your body and showed off the sides of your swimsuit, which was a deep red color. Satoru jumped up and waved his arms in the air, already a bit tipsy.

“I’m so glad you made it!” He shouted, even though you were pretty much in earshot, standing right next to him.

“Yeah. You have a lovely home,” you smiled sheepishly, a bit of pink gloss shining in the sunlight from one of the windows. Suguru caught himself staring at your lips and quickly turned his attention to his cold beer.

“...What,” Satoru blinked a few times.

“You have a lovely home!” You replied a bit louder.

“I’m not gonna sleep with you!” Satoru yelled, cupping both hands over his mouth, “I’m a homosexual! I like penis!”

Your eyes widened and then you turned your attention to his best friend, furrowing your brows together, “How much has he had to drink?”

Suguru tilted his head to the side to look at the cans littering the floor. Maybe he was a little bit more than just tipsy, “A few.”

“A few too many,” you smiled, shaking your head, “I’ll be upstairs, then maybe we can go swimming?” You suggested, looking at Suguru. He looked up at you and pressed his lips together, before flashing you his signature smile. It could make anyone’s heart just melt. His head tilted to the side and his eyes closed, before he smiled gently. Then he nodded, signaling he heard you. With that, you promptly went upstairs to put your stuff down in a spare bedroom.

“Satoru,” Suguru opened his eyes after a moment and looked at his friend who was jogging over to the back door, leading to the pool, “S… where are you-” He sighed loudly, before getting up and following his friend.

“Can we go to the beach?” Satoru looked back at him and wiggled the doorknob a few times, not entirely realizing it had been locked, “The house is on the beach so it’s such an easy walk! C’mon!!!! C….MON!!!!” He started to pull at the doorknob, bracing both hands on the knob and one foot against the door.

“Satoru. It’s locked,” he sighed and grabbed his friend's shoulder. The white-haired twink looked over at him and frowned, letting Suguru unlock the door for him, “We can go to the beach, we just need to wait for her,” he motioned to the stairs with his head but it seemed to fall on deaf ears as Satoru was already outside.

“H..SATORU!” Suguru shouted, coming outside to chase after him, “Can’t you stay still for two seconds?!”

You finished getting ready, tying your hair up into a loose bun and taking off your pink sundress. Underneath was a dark red two-piece bathing suit, that tied in the back and on the sides. It was cute but revealing. But you trusted the two of them enough to wear something like this in front of them. By the time you got down to the living room, both of the boys were gone. The faint shouting and open back door left you to believe they had already made a B-line for the beach.

It was so nerve-racking being around Suguru in this way. You’d never seen him just sitting on the floor in nothing but a tattered tank top and swimsuit bottoms. Satoru, it didn’t bother you as much to see him in his boxers. He was gay after all so you didn’t see him as an option. But Suguru? He was hot beyond belief! Anyone in their right mind would want a guy like that! Not to mention the rumor going around that he was completely hung.

You shook that thought out of your head and marched outside, to see Suguru and Satoru playing in the sand in the distance. They hadn’t noticed you yet, both of them now in just their swim trunks. Satoru’s seemed to have some kind of Digimon pattern whereas Geto’s was purely dark blue. His hair was down from its usual bun, showing off the shaggy cut and … did he have a tattoo? You found yourself staring at the ink on his chest and promptly falling - and eating shit - in the sand in front of them.

Satoru turned and began to cackle loudly at seeing you sit up, spitting out clumps of sand. Suguru stared at you for a moment, before covering his mouth to laugh as well. It was a charming laugh, rather than his friend's unruly cackle. He sounded so … beautiful.

You frowned and sat back on your palms, before using your arm to wipe off the remaining sand on your cheek, “It’s not funny.”

“You’re covered!!!! Pfft!” Satoru giggled in between his roaring fits of laughter. You rolled your eyes and watched as Suguru came up behind his best friend. Two big arms wrapped around the small twink and picked him up, “HELP! SUGU PUT ME DOWN IM FRAGILLLEEEEEEE!” He whined, almost like a little girl, flailing his thin arms around for some way to get out of his best friend's arms.

You smiled and stood up, dusting off the remaining bits of sand from your chest and ass. The white-haired boy was then promptly thrown into the water, his ass sticking up in the air and his face sunken deep in the sand. Suguru looked back at you and clasped his hands together, “How are you?” He asked, tilting his head to the side as he always did.

“I’m fine. Is Satoru going to be okay?” You asked, looking over to see Satoru unmoving in the water. His friend just shrugged and waved you off, turning to point to the horizon.

“He’ll be fine. Look at this view, though. Isn’t it beautiful?” He spoke gently, just as if he was reciting a poem. Every single word Suguru murmured was beautiful just as his face. God, he was perfect. And god you wanted to touch the dragon tattoo on his chest.

“Is that new?” You looked at him with raised eyebrows, motioning to the aforementioned tattoo.

“No-no, I’ve had it for a bit. I guess you’ve never seen me shirtless before,” he nodded, looking down at his chest. You couldn’t notice, or maybe you just didn’t want to notice, but his whole body was on fire. His cheeks were burning just from being this close to you and the fact you pointed out his tattoo? It means you were looking at his body. You were admiring him. And then you spoke to him about it. God he just wanted you to run your hands up and down his chest, giving him goosebumps.

“Yeah. I want a tattoo. I’m not sure where though,” you replied, smiling as you spoke, “I wanted a snake!” Your smile widened into a grin, creating lines against your cheeks and creases in your eyes. All the while in the background, Satoru had gotten up from the water and hacked up all the sand he swallowed. Then he scurried off to make a sandcastle, as one does after having three beers.

“Well…” Suguru looked you over in a very obvious humorous way, stupidly narrowing his eyes just to make you laugh. You giggled and covered your mouth as he continued, “It would look great on… may I?” He reached his hand out, motioning to your hip.

You didn’t notice his hands shaking from the throbbing of your heart in your eardrums. A gasp flew out from your lips and you felt your body fill with electricity. You really wanted him to touch you. You really needed him to touch you. You nodded and the raven-haired male brushed his hand on your waist, before moving his hand down your hip.

“Here… to here,” he mumbled, trailing down your hip to your mid-thigh, “A large snake with your body type would be really… um, nice.” He smiled awkwardly, laughing a bit to hide his embarrassment.

“Your hands are soft,” you spoke too soon, meaning to say something completely different than that. You stiffened when his hand began to trace small circles with his fingers against your skin, Suguru now crouched on the ground and looked up at you with big eyes.

“Oh. Am I making you uncomfortable?” A frown beckoned at his lips and he went to retract his hand, but you caught his wrist and brought it back up to your hip.

“No. Suguru… I like you…r hands. I mean- I, you know..I think you’re nice and your hands are nice- but like- I-” God talk about word vomit. Your cheeks were a bright red, burning intensely as you continued to ramble and babble about something and nothing at the same time. But you didn’t see Suguru was in the same state. His face was burning intensely, probably more so than yours. And all he could focus on was the fact that his hand was still on your hip with your hand over the top of it.

God! Be bold! He told himself. Do something!! He had spent so much time liking you, what else did he have to lose? Maybe your rambling was a clue that you actually liked him back. Maybe the way your cheeks flushed and your bottom lip jutted out was a cue that you liked him how he liked you. There was only one way for him to find out and he had to try. He had to … be bold.

“I like you,” Suguru breathed out, staring at you. His other hand wrapped around your other hip and pulled you in closer, with his chin now resting on your lower stomach. Then he pulled you closer and wrapped your legs into a hug. You gasped and put your hands into his hair, to steady yourself. My god, it was soft. His hair was softer than you could’ve imagined.

“Suguru…” You bit on your bottom lip and looked down at him. He slowly adjusted himself to rest on his knees, his head on your stomach, “You do?”

“I-” Just as he went to reply the two of you heard a loud shriek coming from the drunken man-child known as Satoru Gojo. You turned your head to see him running towards you guys, with an angry crab following him.

“HELPHELPHELP HE’S GONNA GET MEEEEEE!” He screamed, waving his arms around and hopping as if he was going mad.

Suguru sighed and stood up, leaving you to deal with his best friend. You couldn’t help but stare at him as he picked him up with ease, with your head ringing. He liked you? He liked you… Suguru Geto liked you.

A few hours had passed since he almost … well basically confessed to you. You sat down by a bonfire a now somewhat sober Satoru had made, with the help of a very sober Suguru. You stared deep into the flame as the world began to turn dark. The sky was a shade of pink, turning orange, and then yellow. The rest of the blue had disappeared and turned purple-ish pink. Hues you loved and adored. It made Satoru’s hair and eyes practically glow (even though let’s be honest it was lowkey kind of creepy). And it made Suguru look sculpted. He looked like a statue as he sat across from you, with the bonfire in between.

His face looked solemn. You two hadn’t had a chance to speak alone since Satoru came screaming from a crab. You weren’t even sure how to speak to him now. You weren’t uncomfortable, you were nervous. You wanted his touch again, you wanted his embrace, and you wanted to hear his voice. But he hadn’t spoken in a bit, and neither had you. Instead, Satoru’s voice filled the air as he sang to himself.

“Guys, you wanna watch something inside?” He asked, taking a sip of some drink concoction he had made in his big kitchen. You shook your head and instead motioned to the fire, signaling you were too cold and too entranced. It was beautiful how it danced in contrast to the world around it. And especially the man behind it. The fire lit up Suguru’s features and made him look utterly marbled.

“I’ll keep her company. I can join you in a bit, Satoru,” Suguru looked over at him, smiling small as he spoke. He looked tired. You just wanted to run your hand along his cheek and smooth out those wrinkles beneath your fingertips.

Satoru shrugged and said his goodbyes, before frolicking off to the house. You watched him walk away and turned your attention back to the fire, to see Suguru was gone. A frown pulled at your lips and you felt the weight shift in the couch you were seated at. He sat beside you, watching the fire with a tired expression.

“I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable. I can see it in your face,” he spoke gently, leaning his elbows against his knees. The towel wrapped around your shoulders tightened as you tensed. You weren’t uncomfortable in the slightest. But you guessed the nerves had to have been confused for an uncomfortable aura in his eyes.

“I’m not uncomfortable,” you mumbled, looking at him. His face stayed the same as you continued, “I like you. And your hands. And your face. And… your tattoo,” your voice trailed off, and as did your eyes, to the fire.

A large arm wrapped around your shoulders and gently pulled you toward Suguru’s side. He let out a breath and out came a faint chuckle. It looked as though a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He didn’t make you uncomfortable and he didn’t fuck this up. He still had a chance with you. That’s all that mattered to him, was being able to love you.

“Does this mean we’re going out now?” He raised an eyebrow, not taking his eyes away from the embers flicking out from the flame onto the concrete.

You nodded, leaning your head against his shoulder blade, letting it fall to rest against his neck. He tensed for a moment, but then leaned his head against your own, taking in your scent. You smelt like the sea, mixed with your perfume. It was vanilla, or maybe candy-scented? It reminded him of cotton candy and the color pink, just like the sunset that was fading in the distance. Suguru didn’t smell too bad himself, a mix of husky cologne and salt water.

One of your hands trailed from your lap to his chest, your head turning to watch as one finger traced the tattoo. Just as you wanted. You just wanted to feel the ink underneath your fingertips and see him tremble. Suguru froze and leaned into your touch, seeking the warmth and pleasure only you could give him at that moment. This was more intimate than kissing, than sex. Just the act of touching each other in a way that made you both yearn for more. Even though, yes he wanted so badly to kiss you, this felt better.

Who knew all it took was one day and a bit of confidence for Suguru to confess to someone as beautiful as you?

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makeadealwithdean · 1 year

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you can take it

dean winchester x afab!reader — smut, 18+ only, nsfw, fwb/fuck buddies situation is how i imagined it, but however you wanna read it :)

“Fuck, Dean! Right there!” you cried out from underneath the man pounding into you. He had you flat on your stomach, his forearms on either side of your head holding himself up. You were caged in — and you fucking loved it.

“Yeah, baby, you like that?” Dean practically growled in your ear. His hot breath curled through your hair as he grunted with the force of his thrusts. You inhaled his scent as his body pressed to yours. Whiskey. Leather. Something so distinctly Dean.

“So, fucking, much, De,” the words came punching out of you as his hips kept a steady pace. He pressed wet kisses along your jawline and down your neck, and you let out a moan, tilting your head to grant him even better access.

Dean gladly took advantage of your instinctive submission, his kisses growing harsher, and you knew you’d find marks there in the morning. Worth it. You fucking loved the feeling of his teeth scraping along your skin, and he was nothing if not observant. The past few times you’d done this together, he’d taken mental notes, and it showed.

Not that the first time was bad, or anything less than great, actually. The rumors about Dean Winchester’s sexual prowess certainly were true. Not only was he exceptionally gifted below the belt, but he also made it his mission to give his partner as much pleasure as possible, and as much as you’d rolled your eyes when Dean had referred to himself as a “god in bed,” you couldn’t say he was wrong.

Hence, why you found yourself falling into bed with him again, and again, and again.

You could feel Dean shifting slightly over you, and suddenly, you felt his fingertips brushing lightly over the column of your throat, a stark contrast to the way he touched you everywhere else. You nodded your assent to him, “C’monnn, do it already!”

Instantly, his palm was flat against your neck, his thick fingers pressing, encircling your throat and forcing your head up. “Better watch the attitude, darlin’,” he warned, his lips brushing your cheek tauntingly as his grip slightly lessened your airflow. “You know who’s callin’ the shots right now.”

“Yes…sir…” you choked out as his fingers pressed tighter.

“Ah, yeah, that’s my girl,” Dean grunted, his lips brushing your ear just enough to make you wild with need for him. Each of his thrusts forced something in between a whine and a moan from your throat, and you slapped your palm over your mouth to try and keep the last bit of your dignity.

But Dean had other plans.

“Hands off,” he grunted, his hips never faltering. His big palm slapped down on your wrist, closing around it, and jerking your hand away. “Wanna hear ya whining for me.”

As soon as your hand left your mouth, Dean slammed his hips hard against you.

“Fuck, Dean!” you yelped as he rammed into your cervix.

“Aw, it’s okay, baby,” he taunted. “I know you can take it. My big, bad hunter girl’d never let herself go down without a fight, hmm? Remember what you told me yesterday?”

His voice had dropped even lower, taken on a darker tone, and his breathing was raspy. Even still, his pace was relentless.

“Ow, Dean, fuck off!” you huffed at his teasing.

Crack. His palm came down harsh on the side of your ass, and this time, he did stop. He pulled all the way out, and suddenly, you were flat on your back, lying underneath him. He loomed over you, smirking dangerously, and you knew you’d fucked up.

“Ohhh, sweetheart, you should’ve known better than to talk to me like that,” he growled out, and you swallowed nervously.

“M’sorry?” you tried hesitantly. But Dean just scoffed, shaking his head, and pinned your wrists above your head.

Shit.

guess i’ll add my tags hehe (if you’re crossed out, i couldn’t tag you!)

Forevers: @evergreencowboy @deanwanddamons @katelyn--renee @lassie-bird @jensengirl83 @superfanficnatural @wayward-dreamer @that-one-gay-girl @writercole @flamencodiva

SPN: @meeshw777 @sexyvixen7 @beth-gallagher22 @deanwinchesterwifesblog @blueeyedchaos @maliburenee @deanssliceofcherrypie @jordyn-laufeyson

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imfinereallyy · 1 year

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“You hurt me.”

“I know.”

Steve sighs, and he looks at Eddie in his doorway. So much has changed in five years. But Eddie seems the same. Just his hair is a bit longer, he’s got more tattoos, and he’s got scruff on his face that Steve knows when they saw each other last in 87’ would have driven him nuts.

Steve has always liked the idea of Eddie with a beard. It doesn’t matter now, though. “I think you should leave.”

“Steve, I—I just need a chance to explain.” Eddie moves side to side on his feet.

“Explain?” Steve scoffs, crossing his arms across his chest. “You had the chance to explain five years ago before you left. You had the chance to explain the weeks after with no phone calls to me to any of the kids. You had the chance to explain the year after when you talked to everyone but me, and I thought you just needed time. You had the chance a year ago before you cut everyone else off again.”

Eddie hangs his head in shame. “Stevie, please. I know I don’t deserve it. But I just want to talk.”

Steve’s resistance wavers slightly. He moves out of the doorway to let Eddie in. Eddie rushes inside, knowing Steve will change his mind at any moment. Steve shuts the door behind them. “I’m only letting you in because if Robin finds you in our doorway, she will kick your ass. And as much as you hurt me, I don’t actually want to see you in physical pain.”

Eddie smiles a bit, “Still the dynamic duo? You and Robbie? What’s stopping her from beating me up inside?”

“Our cat Sylvia might see. And she’s trying to shield her from as much violence as possible. Says one Sylvia has seen enough.”

“Oh please tell me she is out by now, because that is a giant gay flashing sign.” Eddie chuckles.

Steve can’t help but laugh a little, “Yes, she is. It would be hard if she weren’t, considering she’s dating Nancy. And Nancy is a lot of things, but subtle isn’t one of them. She shows her off any chance she gets.”

“Wow, Robs bagged Wheeler? Never saw that coming.” Eddie lets out a low whistle. “Must have been a blow to the ego for ya, Stevie. Your ex and your best friend.” He mock clutches his heart.

Steve lets out a big laugh this time, “Nah. I encouraged it. They’re my favorite people; they deserve to be happy.”

Eddie softens, “Yea, being a favorite person of Steve Harrington is a very special thing.”

Steve feels ice water in his veins, “What are you doing here Eddie?”

Eddie sighs, “What do you want to hear? Why I needed to come, or why I wanted to? Cause the truth is I needed to come to apologize to you. Give you the explanation you deserve. What I wanted, though, what I wanted is to tell you that I love—“

“Don’t.” Steve chokes.

“Right apologies first.”

“First? First?! Eddie. I don’t know what you could say to me right now that would make anything make sense. We had something good. It took us so long to get to that point. And it was great because we learned about each other and knew each other inside out. Our friendship blossomed into something more, and we were just getting started, and you left. I had thought I was done with love before I met you. But then you came along and made me feel seen and cared for, and then you got weird and distant so quickly, and you fucking left. And then I knew for sure I was done with love. Don’t think it was meant for me. Sure, that’s not on you, but you don’t get to—you don’t get to open old wounds because you feel the sudden desire to come around again.” Steve swallows tears.

Eddie’s face goes through hundreds of emotions. Anger. Shock. Grief. He doesn’t say anything for a minute. They stew in Steve’s words instead. Then finally, Eddie settles on. “I’m an addict.”

Steve, who has thought about a million ways this could go, has never thought of this. “What?” All the tension releases from his body. He just stares hopelessly at Eddie.

“I’m an addict. I'm sober now, I just reached a year, but yeah. I'm an addict. Never thought I would be. But after everything with Vecna and the painkillers they put me on…it got hard. Denied it for a while. Said to myself a little of everything here and there to forget wouldn’t hurt anyone. But then we were becoming something alongside, me spiraling deeper into addiction. And I—fuck this was easier to practice at the meetings.” Eddie runs his hands through his hair. “You didn’t do anything wrong. But I would have hurt you. More than me leaving did. And I couldn’t live with that. I could live with you hating me. It was selfish of me. I wasn’t ready to give up the drugs so I gave up you, and it’s not fair. Not fair that I did that to you, to anyone of you really, but especially you Steve. You just deserved someone who could love you all the time, love you fully. And I thought I did but I think I was using you a little to make myself feel better. That’s not to say I didn’t love you. I did, still do, always will. But we both deserved a better version than what we had.”

Steve feels tears on his cheeks, he isn’t sure what to say. “You didn’t get to make that decision for me.”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

Steve chokes on a sob, “Dammit Eddie. It was my birthday.”

Something breaks inside them, and suddenly they are in each other's arms, weeping together. There is this fragile broken thing between them, a love that never went away. It is horrible and beautiful and needs so much work to be wonderful once more.

But it was nice to break together again.

“I know. I’m sorry. I can’t say it enough. I’ll make sure every day for the rest of my life that I make it up to you. In any way I can.”

“I don’t know how we can get back Eds. Don’t know if we should.”

“I’ll take you any way you’ll have me. Friend. Lover. A person you only call when you need a ride to the airport. Just let me try; it’s all I ask. I promised I wouldn’t go back to you until I knew I had put the work into myself first. You don’t owe me anything. I would understand if you kicked me out right now. But I need you to know that Steve, I love you anyway you’ll have me. And I have never stopped thinking about you.”

Steve lifted his head from Eddie’s chest. “I’d like to try to get to know you again. This you. See where it goes. But Eds, no matter what, no matter the version of you, I will always care. And I will always be your friend.”

Eddie kisses Steve’s forehead, “Thank you.”

It’s there where Steve and Eddie hug on the wooden apartment floor; they hear the door unlock. “Oh no, she’s home early.”

Eddie doesn’t get to respond because, suddenly, Robin is in the doorway. “Hey, dingus! I brought home an extra latte—“

She freezes at the sight of Eddie before rebooting with a dark look, “Steve, is your nail bat still under your bed?”

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Wanted to try the whole break up thing, I have a lot of different break up/makeup ideas in my head. maybe pt. 2???? Kinda feels good to stop here. But if you think so I have more ideas for this.

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