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i am simple. i see morally grey old man with white hair i go BBRRRRRR
CHOCOLATE COVERED STRAWBERRIES
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
with: bokuto; f!reader
content: smut (18+) // food play, praise, daddy kink, kitchen counter sex
a/n: repost bc the tags didn’t show up the first time :)
your tongue dances in a delicate swirl across the tip of the of the strawberry, your eyes closing shut in response to its sweetness. koutarou sits in front of you, his own eyes wide and gleaming with mischief as you lick the thick chocolate slowly, taking your time to clean the red fruit. you were sharing an anniversary dinner in the comfort of your apartment, now ending the meal with a delicious array of chocolate covered berries. he got them for the two of you, but bokuto spent a lot more of his time watching rather than eating.
a wild grin takes place on his lips, hunger present in the way he looks at you, aching to reach out and touch you. he slowly stands, inching his figure towards you as your lips wrap around the berry, taking its whole form into your mouth. he places his hands on the handles of your dining chair, his figure towering over yours as he leans down toward you, “baby, if you keep doing that, I won’t be able to hold back.”
you look up to him, your mouth still focused on the berry, "keep doing what, kou?"
one hand plucks the fruit out of your hand, his other moving to cup your chin, tilting your head upwards so you have a perfect view of his tongue rolling over it. his eyes never leave yours as he mumbles, “mm i think you know what i’m saying,” before he bites into the strawberry, sucking the juice that spills from it. your breathing stills at the sight, your mind wandering at the thought of his lips on your skin instead. and within seconds, because your boyfriend knows you so well, koutarou’s lips are on your lower neck, sucking desperately.
it feels like you’re the only thing that’s on his mind. and you are. because whenever he’s with you like this, he wants nothing more than to feel all of you, to make you feel good. he wants you to know how much he needs you, and to hear you tell him how badly you need him.
and you always do.
“k-kou,” you whine as he moves lower down your body, “please… need you…” he wastes no time moving his lips to yours, arms wrapping around your figure to pull you closer as he kisses you hard. you arms curl around his neck as he shifts to lift you up, your legs wrapping around his waist in response. holding you tightly, koutarou moves to the kitchen counter, clearing a spot messily with one of his hands so he can set you down on the surface. he pulls his shirt off his figure before working at the buttons on your shirt, your own hands removing his belt.
he presses the tip of his cock against you, one hand smoothing over the curve of your breast, the other pressed hard on the edge of the counter, “baby, you’re so wet already…”
you hum softly as he rubs against you, “’s all for you, daddy.”
“always so good for me,” he coos before gently pushing his length into you, his finger pinching your hardened nipple. your nails dig into his back from the way his cock stretches your walls, a soft moan falling from your lips in response. he pauses, allowing you to adjust to his size as he places sweet kisses on your forehead, whispering small encouragements in your ears, “you’re taking me so well, angel.” he works at your breasts while he waits, a small smile on his face as he watches you squirm slightly underneath him.
he starts moving once you give him a little nod, his large hands roaming all over your exposed skin as he gently works inside you. you throw your head back when his lips find their way to your breasts, sucking what would surely be dark spots on the soft skin. he thrusts sharply into you, still moving slowly, causing you to whine at the sensation, "what is it, baby? tell me what you need."
"more… need more of your cock, please daddy!" you cry out, craving release.
his thumb trails along your cheek, his hand cupping the side of your face, his eyes soft as they gaze down at you, “of course, princess, anything for you.” and in the next instant, he’s pounding into you, loud groans of pleasure coming out between his praises. he pulls you close to him, your hands holding on to his shoulders for support, elicit moans falling uncontrollably in response to his motion.
he moans deeply as you clamp around him, his pace breaking with his final thrusts he cums with you. koutarou’s hands move to your bare back to steady you as you nuzzle into his shoulder. he looks down at you, and you look so fucked out, but he can’t help himself from this thoughts, he needs more of you.
he pushes in again slowly, not paying mind to the way his cum is already leaking out of you. he moves your legs so they’re wrapped around his waist, a shaky breath escaping you, "what are you-"
"you’re doing so well, angel," he thrusts deep into you, causing you to moan loudly against his skin, "hold on just a little more, you’re such a good girl, i know you can take it."
you look up to him, brows furrowed together, light trails of tears staining your cheeks, nodding your head vigorously, because even if it was too much, you still wanted him.
he huffs with a sly grin, before moving relentlessly faster and deeper, as his tip kisses your cervix. you wrap your arms around his neck as holds your waist in place. he moves so fast and so hard that you can’t think of anything other than him and how good he feels inside you. his thrusts push deeper and harder when he feels you beginning to cream all over him again. he chases his second high, hips snapping as he releases inside you, mumbling a series of incomprehensible praises and appreciations against your ear. he holds you close, his cum flooding out of you and all over him, as he places a sweet kiss on your lips.
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i cant even properly explain how it emotionally affects me when my cat comes up to me for cuddles. small creature walks up to me, a giant, in search of a gentle touch, because he trusts me completely. that is what love is. that is what the universe is built for. i want to cry
I like to headcanon that Moon and Solar would have glasses from constantly looking at screens and that Sun every night will clean their glasses (especially Solar's since those would probably have oil from fixing some machine up on them)
Real
suck it up
this isnt 18+ lmao
you werent really sure how long you've been standing in front of the fridge anymore.
sometimes, it scares you how little you feel. also, your time perception is wack, so there's that.
were you really about to break up with jake because he ordered chinese food and thats not what you wanted? but, on the inside you knew that it wasn't just about chinese food.
in fact, this wasnt even about him. this was about you.
you, who is too scared to speak out about anything. you, who is too shy to reach out to him. you, who is so detached from emotions that you dont even remember what happiness felt like. and you, who clearly did not deserve jake sim.
happiness, shouldn't you be feeling that from time to time? shouldn't being around jake make you feel happy?
you think back to that time again, when jake brought you a little keychain from that one time he went shopping with the rest of the members because he thought you'd like it. you smiled then, were you happy? is that happiness?
if love makes people happy then...is he happy? you dont remember buying him a keychain when you go out shopping. in fact, you dont remember if you have ever given him a spontaneous gift before. is that bad?
jake has always been very affectionate with you, he loves giving you kisses or hugs but you tend to push him away everytime, settling for just holding his hand. does that make him unhappy?
you knew that jake idealized emotional connections in relationships, did he find that sort of connection with you? you snort at that, highly unlikely. you think. how could you form an emotional connection when you don't even know what an emotion feels like?
you finally pull out the bowl of noodles from the fridge and shove it into the microwave.
maybe you should just suck it up and eat what he ordered.
but for some reason, it felt different now.
what if you aren't the one who is always sucking it up?
what if its jake?
you inhale sharply at that.
surely, he must be tired of the same old thing. same old you.
you, who takes more than gives. you, who he doesnt have an emtional connection with. you, the eternal victim.
maybe, he shouldn't have to suck it up anymore.
you feel arms encircling around your hips, "when did you get back?" you hear jake's deep voice in your ear and your breath stutters.
"a few minutes ago." you respond, your answer short and curt. jake presses a soft kiss to your cheek and you can feel your heart hurt when he smiles at you that way.
this smile, it should be for someone he deserves, someone thats not you.
you pull away instantly as if wounded and jake looks at you in shock and confusion. his hands drop to his sides again.
"i'm sorry, did that make you uncomfortable?" he asks gently, trying to reach out to grab your hand again but you put distance between the two of you again. not right now, you can't stand him being sweet to you, not to you. you, who doesn't deserve him.
"no." you respond, you don't want to have to do this. you don't want to have to talk to him about something like this. you can't. you don't want to. but keeping him from finding someone that he actually deserves...makes you feel so selfish.
"then what is it?" jake asks, his tone was concerned.
"its nothing." you say dismissively, crossing your arms over your chest.
"dont lie." your eyes snap up to meet his and you were once again taken aback at how quickly he had seen right through you.
"its nothing i swear." you insist but this just seemed to bother jake more.
"y/n, i dont mean to be like this but i know that something is bothering you. why can't you rely on me just this once? you can tell me anything, you know that i love you."
"you dont! you shouldn't." you yell, watching his eyes widen and then there's silence.
the two of you stand facing eachother, the microwaved bowl was now lay forgotten and the uncomfortable sound of the microwave is the only thing enveloping the tense air.
"...is this it, then? you think that i dont love you?" jake asks quietly.
"thats not it." you respond, jake looks at you as if coaxing you to continue and you sigh.
"you keep saying that you love me, and you treat me so well and you do all of these nice things for me, always. and i...can never do anything like that for you, ever. i felt as if, you felt compelled to stay with me. i dont want you to feel like that anymore. i feel selfish because, you deserve better. so much better than me." saying all of that, it scared the crap out of you but having it all out in the open this way made you feel lighter somehow.
"and? you dont think its selfish for you to decide what i do and don't deserve?" you feel stung by jake's sharp words.
"y/n, i treat you well not because i expect anything from you in return, but because i love you." he says while slowly making his way towards you.
"giving back isn't measured by money, because you give me so much more than that." he says gently, and you can feel your shoulders relaxing with each word of his.
"y/n, i am happy with you. i like talking to you, i like just being around you. you make me happy. i dont expect you to do anything else for me. all i ask of you is to be with me and be as you are."
his gentle words are disarming, and you aren't sure if you have ever felt so vulnerable before but you can't help but welcome it. you feel tears building up in the corners of your eyes but your lips still quirk up into a small smile.
"...do you really mean that?"
"i do, from the bottom of my heart."
maybe you should just suck it up and stay with him after all. but maybe, no one will have to suck it up anymore.
legacy keefe, letting it happen
that sounds like he doesn't actually care, or at least not enough to actually do what's right.
'But he also knows that it’s seriously wrong because Sophie is with fitz and even if Sophie doesn’t realize what they’re doing, Keefe absolutely does. He does, and he wants Sophie to be better, but he also doesn’t want it to stop.'
that's not a good friend
he can be conflicted or whatever, but that doesn't change that he doesn't really care about fitz- at least not anymore
Hmmm no I disagree.
Because keefe really did do everything he could short of stopping seeing Sophie altogether, that’s literally the reason he felt guilty about it. He wanted Sophie and Fitz to be happy and he didn’t want Sophie to be emotionally cheating in Fitz. He really wanted their happiness.
Where it gets messy is that they both liked the same girl which isn’t their fault by the way. Keefe isn’t a bad friend in any right for liking Sophie.
The thing that makes his situation in legacy tough is that he knows that without realizing it, Sophie really is emotionally cheating on her boyfriend, but he can’t tell her that without telling her her heart emotions actually like him, which he doesn’t want to tell her because that isn’t fair. She should get to figure out her emotions on her own. And of course he’s going to want to keep hanging out with her.
But he’s also very clear that they need to be good friends to Fitz. He tells Sophie she needs to be honest with Fitz about their project—Sophie just ended up forgetting cause she had so much on her plate. And he makes lots of jokes whenever they’re around about how happy they are together and how great Fitzphie is even though he still wants Sophie.
He’s in this really difficult situation where he really likes a girl who he knows really likes him, but who also really likes his friend and is technically dating his friend. So every time they hang out, even as friends, Keefe feels a little guilty about it because he knows what’s going on with Sophie’s emotions—which ALSO isn’t his fault by the way.
But naturally there’s a part of him that’s happy his feelings aren’t unrequited. That’s to be expected. And it only adds to his guilt in legacy because of course he secretly hopes Sophie will eventually choose him and can tell it might be an actual possibility. He really, really likes her. But of course he doesn’t want Sophie to be a bad girlfriend—and he clearly cares about Fitz in legacy, telling Sophie to reach out and wanting them to communicate and be happy.
Keefe can simultaneously care about Fitz and wish the girl he is dating would choose him instead. Honestly, your ask kind of sounds like you’re calling Keefe a bad friend for simply having his own feelings outside of wanting the best for his friend. I’m sure it isn’t your intention, but keefe can both care about Fitz’s feelings and also want something for himself.
Like I mentioned, the messiest part is that keefe knows all of Sophie’s emotions all the time, which he can’t even turn off, so that’s not his fault! He wants to hang out with Sophie, and he doesn’t mind that she has these feelings for him… he actually WANTS her to have those feelings… but he hates that it’s during her relationship with fitz and wishes Sophie would either be happy with fitz and go communicate and be a good girlfriend or break it off with fitz entirely and maybe start talking with keefe with those little flutters in her stomach then. And you know what? It’s not keefe’s job to make that happen. It’s Sophie’s, and she’s a little confused and oblivious in legacy, which isn’t keefe’s fault at all.
So… yeah no.
The situation is complicated. Of course keefe feels conflicted in the position he’s in. He doesn’t have a lot of right options—or any—and he’s a seventeen year old with a lot more on his plate.
Of all the issues in the Keefe and Fitz friendship (which I’d love to see worked through in canon), them not caring about each other has NEVER been one of them.
Sophie didn’t handle everything perfectly—but she didn’t realize what she was doing.
Keefe didn’t handle everything perfectly—but he really, really tried his best, and didn’t do half bad of a job either.
Fitz didn’t handle everything perfectly either. What can I say. They’re teenagers.
Hope you have a good rest of your day anon :)
yeah, i dislike the fitz and biana are twins theory in the context of canon. yeah, i think shannon should've done it. yeah, we exist.
karen wilson is so severely underutilized like why is the show not sending her on the same adventures and hijinks that michael used to get into?? i demand a subplot where chris and denny are in the same science class and are supposed to be building rockets and both she (literal rocket scientist) and buck (audhder hyperfixated on random scientific knowledge) get way too into it. have her athena and maddie go on a no-firefighters-allowed excursion that ends in them catching a serial killer. introduce karen and bobby inexplicably having beef only for it to be revealed that it was all caused by an imessage scrabble game gone wrong. we as a society need storylines for karen wilson in season eight that don’t revolve around her either being an extension of hen or the constant ongoing prevention of them getting another kid
Whump Prompt
“How do I teach respect to someone like you?”
A bitter laugh. “I failed half my classes in high school. Good luck.”
“With a knife.”
The only thing that keeps me shipping PruCan is the comedic potential it has with GerFruk.
Prussia: You can't date my baby brother 😡
France and Arthur: Well you're fucking are son. You don't have a leg to stand on.
Prussia:
So knowing that J.R.R. Tolkien fought in WWI got me thinking and I now present to you:
1917 Characters in Middle Earth: A Somewhat Niche Post
Schofield: a jaded captain of Rohan that’s seen one too many battles. Hangs out with Éomer on weekends (they always just end up drinking and complaining). When he’s stressed he takes his trusty horse and goes on long rides, sometimes into Fangorn. At this point he knows all the ents and is friends with the trees.
Blake: citizen of Gondor. This boy wants to be a part of the army so bad, but Joe’s already a part of it so Tom stays home to look after his mom. They live in Minas Tirith, but sometimes Tom will go on day trips to Osgiliath. On one of these trips he meets one Captain Schofield of Rohan and from that point on his new goal is to travel all of Middle Earth.
Smith: an elf of Mirkwood. A brilliant high-ranking fighter that sometimes gives military counsel to Thranduil. One of the first Mirkwood elves to sail to the Undying Lands (or Valinor) because he is done with everyone’s shit™️.
Leslie: spends most of his time in the Prancing Pony drinking. Bad day? Gets a drink. Good day? Gets a drink. Spare time? Let’s head to Bree. Got things to do? There’s always time for the Prancing Pony. The inn keeper wonders if he’ll ever rent a room or if he even has a job (because the dude’s there pretty much all the time), but he’s not gonna say anything because Leslie brings in $$$.
Mackenzie: a stubborn-ass dwarf from Erebor. Doesn’t really have many friends apart from a close-knit group of dwarves. He doesn’t get out much, but instead spends time overseeing miners. A little bit of a workaholic (someone get this boy outside for drinks or something).
Lauri: Rivendell elf. She spends most of her time enjoying the beauty of nature and taking long walks in the forest. One time while walking along the Bruinen river she found an abandoned human baby and she immediately took her in as her own. The other elves were a little apprehensive at first, but everyone soon fell in love with the child and her relationship with Lauri.
Baumer: a young man of Rohan who recently joined the cavalry. He tries his best but is always too tired to focus because he stays up all night either drinking or exploring the vast land of Rohan. He picked up this habit from watching his captain doing the same thing (he sees his captain as an older brother figure).
Cooke & Co: infamous hobbits of the Shire. Hardcore troublemakers. Older hobbits hate them, but all the kids love them. If they’re not having a drinking contest at the Green Dragon then they’re out and about, seeing what trouble they can get into or what pranks they can pull. You can hear them shouting and singing late into the night.
yknow what? monica beverly hillz doesnt get enough attention and i will stand by this until i die
I’m split between my hopes and my dreams, balancing what could be with what should be. An impasse in my mind. Time to breathe.
thedesertsighs (via wnq-writers)
I made a gif of her smoothing his hair back because I cannot get over the way he looks so vulnerable here
