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I love Fan fiction and maybe a bit obsessed with Voltage and 2D men. My favorite dessert is smores and Kirisawa

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MC being a ruthless freak (nsfw)

Eisuke:

Eisuke groaned, his head tilting back against the headboard his hands were tied to. His fingers closed into fists, trying and failing to hold on to something that could help him - save him - from the drowning ache that threatened to consume him. “Please,” was all he managed to gasp as Pandora gyrated on top of him. He was buried deeply inside her, but she made sure to keep his pleasure at bay by moving as little. As. Possible. Seeing Eisuke panting, pleading and completely at her mercy was delicious as fuck. It made her feel powerful to know that she could do this to him, the infamous Eisuke Ichinomiya. It made her feel impregnable knowing she could render him into a weeping, begging mess. She licked her lips and felt excited at how Eisuke’s eyes zoned in on the movement of her tongue. She leaned towards him, her hands planted beside both sides of his head, and lifted her ass just enough to keep the tip of his cock inside her. “Please, what?” she purred, batting her eyes innocently. Eisuke hissed in frustration and tried to move his hips, but Pandora sat up straight and pulled out of him. “God,” he breathed out, “Please, Pandora-” “Tell me what you want, my love.” “Please fuck me.” Pandora smirked. “Good boy,” she said as she grabbed his manhood and made sure he watched as she slowly brought herself down on it.

Soryu:

Soryu had never seen someone else masturbate. It was something he wish he’d never told Pandora. It would’ve saved him from this suffering. He was tied to a chair, helplessly turned on as he watched his girlfriend writhing on the bed in front of him. She had two fingers inside her, thrusting in and out in rhythm with her breathing. Her chest rose and fell as her pleasure built up, her eyes shut tight and her mouth whispering his name the whole time. “Soryu,” she would say in the most lustful voice he’d ever heard, and everytime, he would clamp his mouth shut, afraid of what he would say. He’d most definitely beg, beg to be let loose, to let him pleasure her with his own fingers instead. But that was the game, wasn’t it? He knew that was exactly what Pandora wanted him to do, and as much as it pained him, as much as his cock strained against his pants, the zipper was threatening to give up, he couldn’t lose. The moment Pandora saw the tiniest bit of weakness from him, she’d zone in on it like a hunter and make sure he was a puddle of desperation before she allowed him pleasure. It was wicked. So deliciously wicked of her. So he kept his mouth shut, but kept his eyes on the slow motions of her fingers, the liquid that trickled down from her core and listened as she said his name over and over again.

Ota:

“This is the most cliche thing you’ve ever done, Pan,” Ota said. He meant to be condescending, but his voice came out huskier than he intended, betraying just how turned on he was. Across him, lying seductively on a lounge chair with nothing but the lightest, most transparent gossamer silk draped over her naked body, Pandora smiled. “Then this is going to be easy for you,” she replied. “And if I don’t comply?” Ota asked, but he knew he would. Goddamit, he definitely would. “Then I’m leaving.” Ota narrowed his eyes at her, letting her know how much he did not enjoy this situation despite the fact that his pants was now pitching a tent. Pandora only shrugged. Grabbing his sketchbook and a pencil from the table, he sat down on a stool and began sketching. His hands put down on paper what his eyes traced lustfully - the curve of her hips, the swell of her breasts, her lips opened just so…. “Do you think Jack was just as hard as you are right now as he drew Rose?” “Are you really bringing up Titanic right now?” “You were the one who said it was easy.” Ota cursed under his breath. Leave it to Pandora to take a comment about a movie into a sexual challenge. “I don’t think he was though,” Pan mused. “Rose did say Jack was a professional.” Ota grunted, trying to ignore the fact that his hand had started shaking. When he looked up, he was surprised to find Pan standing in front of him. She slowly slid the silk off her body, letting it pool on the ground around her feet. Ota was reminded of the birth of Venus. “I don’t think you’re as professional though, are you, Ota?” she asked, her hand moving to take the pencil away from him. He let her.

[smoreseater]

I love this so much!

[smoreseater]

Jealous Boyfriends -MPD part 2 (Tennoji)

Its been awhile since I have written anything. I forgot how enjoyable it is to write. Hopefully you guys enjoy it. 😊

Prologue:  You were waiting in a small café outside of the city for your boyfriend to show up. You both finally had the day off and wanted to spend some quality time together. While you were waiting you get a text from him stating that he is running late. You decided to read a book you brought to pass the time; a few minutes into it the waiter interrupts you asking about your book. Finding that you are both fans of the author you strike up a conversation. When your man shows up he sees you both laughing as the waiter casually puts a hand on your arm and rubs up and down making you uncomfortable. 

 “What the hell!” Tennoji huffs out loud as anger flourishes though his body, rushing to get into the café to protect what is his. “Oi, man! What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He roughly grabs the waiter’s arm and yanks him away from you. “Yutaka!” “Sir, is there a problem?!” The young waiter addresses the angry red head “Yeah there’s a problem. How ‘bout you keep your damn hands to yourself and off my girlfriend!” As he says this Tennoji steps closer to the young man, invading his personal space.  Not backing down the young waiter squares his shoulders and answers Tennoji’s challenge.  “We were just talking. Or do you not allow your girlfriend to talk to anyone?” “Hell no.....wait...I mean...ye-Shut up! She can talk to anyone she wants, but you don’t need to be putting your hands on her.”

The young waiter lifts one eyebrow and smirks at Tennoji’s flustered face. “Maybe she liked it, huh, you ever think of that? She didn’t exactly tell me to stop, did she? Maybe she wanted more and you’re getting in the way. What do you have to say now jerk?”

Tennoji seeing movement in his peripheral vision steps back quickly. At that moment your iced coffee flew past your pissed boyfriend and drenched the waiter. This one movement drew everyone’s attention to the small love triangle. Both men look at you, one in awe and one in shock, but both quiet and a bit fearful from the furious expression as you stared them down. 

“Yutaka Tennoji, there is no need for you to make a scene and start yelling in here. If you were uncomfortable or upset about something, then you should have spoken to me about it....like an adult. And you, sir, have no right to question him. Yes, he is my boyfriend and the last person who deserved to be called a jerk. I did not like you touching me and was about to tell you to stop. Who do you think you are? Thank you for the stimulating conversation, but I am ready to leave.” Your boyfriend had the decency to look ashamed at first, but as you laid into the other man he became smug. Smiling and making small comments as you were yelling. As soon as you said that you were ready to leave, he cleared his throat to gain attention. “I will be taking the bill.”

By this time the manager has come to see what the commotion was. Tennoji takes out more than what the drink costs and places it on the table. Bowing to the manger he says, “For the drink and the disturbance. You might want to remind your staff that they are serving drinks, not themselves.” The young man looked like he wanted to argue, however, he changed his mind as you stared him down with a raised eyebrow just begging him to challenge you. He lowered his eyes and gave a shallow nod. Tennoji puts his arm around your shoulders and beams with pride for being able to be by your side.

As you both are standing against the wall waiting for the train, you are quietly scrolling through your phone when he turns to you and tucks your hair behind your ear. Softly he runs his fingertips down your jawline and hooks his finger under your chin. He raises your face so that he can look down into your eyes. You gasp and open your eyes wide in surprise as you see insecurity for the first time in his expression. He looks at you for a moment before opening and closing his mouth like he is having a hard time figuring out what to say. He puts both of his hands around your back and pulls you in for a soft hug. While resting his head in the crook of your neck he breaths out a quite, “I’m sorry babe.”

“Okay, Yutaka, you’re scaring me a little bit. This isn’t like you. What’s going on here?” He pulls back from the hug and moves his hand to our shoulders, still not looking directly at you he takes a deep breath and sighs.

“I never want to ever make you feel like you can’t talk to anyone else.” He raises his eyes to look at you now. “I admit that I was jealous. I just don’t ever want to make it seem like I am controlling you in anyway and it’s not that I don’t trust you, but when he started touching your arm I could see how uncomfortable you became and I felt all the blood rush to my head and I felt like my chest was burning. I got so mad.” He starts breathing heavier as the earlier anger beginning to show back up. 

You smile and place your hand against he cheek, he unconsciously leans into your touch. “You have never treated me like property or controlled me. If you tried, I would definitely kick your ass. That waiter said those things to get under your skin. I was uncomfortable and I was trying to think of a way to politely back away but you saved me first.” 

He finally comes to his sense and you are graced with that cocky smirk and fire in his eyes. He turns to kiss you palm before standing up strait and puffing up his chest.

“Hell yeah, I will always be there to save you.” 

You grab his jacket and pull him in close enough that he can feel your breath on his lips. Smirking you slowly slide you slips across his cheek and close to his ear, barely touching his skin. Blood rushes to his face that dust his cheeks and ears slightly pink. 

“And since I didn’t get my drink, you can treat me to ice cream and fries.”

He straitens up quickly and gives you a deadpan look. “Really? Food? That’s what you got from our little romantic moment?”

You gasp and place your hand against your chest feigning offence while answering with a sarcastic “Its like you don’t even know me.”

He huffs and puts his arm around your shoulders as you board the train together. As he sits down next to you, he leans over and whispers, “Yeah well, just wait till we get home.” Now it was your turn to turn red. 

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angry couple

[artofshinga]

Muffled sounds of talking guardsmen woke Noli up from a heavy sleep. She blinked slowly and sat up in the dark room. She ached - unsurprising, given Iron Bull’s way of welcoming her back to Skyhold after spending a few weeks chasing Venatori. The fighting had given her quite a few bruises as well.

The light in the room was a soft deep blue, and she sat up and stretched her sore muscles.

“Mmn,” she heard Bull groan and shift beside her and Noli jumped like a startled cat. “Those are nice,” he said, eyeing her bare back. “Haven’t seen ‘em before.”

Noli felt her face grow hot as she tried to twist her torso around to hide the scars while also trying to pull the blanket away from Bull to hide her body. “They’re… it’s nothing,” she said, feeling her ears burning.

Bull raised an eyebrow and propped himself up on his side. “Nothing,” he repeated, staring at her with a sharp eye. “Most people I’ve met with scars that nice have a good story to go with it.”

“It’s nothing,” Noli repeated, feeling her eyes bristling. She turned away a little too quickly and she knew he’d notice. “It’s just… it’s…”

“'Nothing’,” he said. “Look, I get it. I’ve got a handful of embarrassing scars right alongside the badass ones. They can’t all be great stories.”

Noli let out a little laugh despite herself. She hugged her chest and felt her shoulders ease a little. “It’s not embarrassing,” she said. “It’s just…” she sighed. “It was about four years ago, and… my clan and I, we were hunting, trying to stock up before the cold seasons. Apparently we wandered a bit too far and found ourselves in a human area. Might have been lands owned by some noble or something, I don’t know. But their hunting party wasn’t happy to see us, and… next thing you know, we’re running, a mabari caught up with me, and….” she vaguely gestured at the pattern of scars covering her back. “That.”

Bull frowned slightly. “It bothers you.”

“No! Or…” she said, then groaned. “It… shouldn’t. It didn’t! It didn’t used to… my clan was there when it happened, they helped me heal afterwards. My clan… we bathed together, changed in front of each other, they’d all seen the scars. They knew what happened. But… here….” Noli glanced over at one of the large windows in her Skyhold bedroom. “This isn’t my clan, Bull. The Inquisition might have people from all over, but… it’s shems, mostly. And even a lot of the elves aren’t too fond of the Dalish. Not naming any names, but… I mean, you get it.”

“Ah,” Bull shifted closer to her, looking thoughtfully at her back. “You worry a bunch of humans, and… some elves, even… wouldn’t be too thrilled to find out their fearless leader was one of those ‘wild elves’ fighting humans in the woods, feeding into rumors.”

“They wouldn’t understand,” Noli said. “This isn’t some scar I got on the battlefield in the middle of this shem-damned holy war. If that group of humans had caught up, taken us to this very same Chantry full of the same shems… maybe things are different now, I have their respect, but Dalish scars aren’t something they’re going to ever understand.”

Iron Bull fell silent for a moment before he leaned forward and softly kissed her back. The scars, still a little sensitive, sent a thrill up Noli’s spine. She shivered and looked back at him. “What was that?” she asked with a little laugh.

“I’m not human either,” Bull said. “I may not understand Dalish scars, but I have a few Qunari scars, scars that human army of yours wouldn’t get either.” He gently traced a finger along the lines once so cruelly clawed into her skin. “You’re not the Inquisitor in this bedroom with me, remember? You’re just you, I’m just me. And, sure, so far that’s just been us having quite a lot of fun,” he winked. “But it’s more than that. Here, with just us, those Dalish scars are part of you that you can show.”

Noli felt her eyes growing hot again and she smiled a little bit. “Didn’t know you had a gentle touch,” she said playfully, fighting off the emotion in her voice.

“I’m full of surprises, Kadan,” he said with a grin.

“’Kadan’?”

Iron Bull blinked and his smile flickered a moment before he laughed softly. “I’ll explain it another time,” he said before he wrapped his arm around her body and pulled her down to lie on his chest. “You’ve got an early morning in the war room and I’ve got Chargers to train with,” he whispered into her ear. “Sleep. That’s an order.”

“Mmn,” she closed her eyes and listened to his heartbeat. “Ma serannas,” she mumbled as she drifted quickly back to sleep.

[whirlibirdy]

all pedophiles should die and theres literally no downside to them all dropping dead

[whirlibirdy]

i want to personally give everyone who reblogged this a high five

[ahsteria]

i’m screaming i just lost 8 followers after reblogging this bye fuckers i hope you all drop dead

[solangeloandotheradorablethings]

Luckily for me, my followers are decent human beings and know that older people sexually assaulting children is fucking disgusting.

[bagpipespider-deactivated201912]

if you don’t reblog this you shall perish by my hand

[stvllioner]

no doubt ab it.

[inactiverosigribouilli]

How can people unfollow because of this omg?

[mymodernmet]

Illustrator Lili Chin’s adorable series Dogs of the World illustrates 192 breeds of dogs grouped according to geographical origin.

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More:

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tbh i never wanted this post to end

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Dogs of the world

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Amazing

[cobraonthecob]

Good bois!

[intheknowbeauty]

In the Know Beauty Company creates women’s jeans with deep front pockets

These jeans for women were made to have deep pockets that can hold your phone.

[smoreseater]

Mobile Masterpost

Anonymous asked a question: I feel like it’s an annoying question but, do u have a master post? :)))

You could never be annoying! Thank you for your interest in my writing. I do have a master post on my blog, but like most people I usually read on my phone, so here is a mobile master post. (I really hope I did this right)

KBTBB MC died and Baba can’t move on - Baba Epilogue: Need Some Love MC/Ota - can’t move on - Ota Epilogue: Painted wings MC/Soryu - can’t move on MC/Eisuke - can’t move on - Eisuke Epilogue: Mine Again MC/Mamoru - can’t move on - Mamoru Epilogue: Doing Fine BMP Yakov/MC - prince cheats on MC (A Little too Late) Fluffy Yakov Request: Yandere Yakov (1) Request: Yandere Yakov (2) Request: Yandere Yakov (3) - Caged Princess - Cages Princess - Part 2 - Caged Princess - Yakov POV Ivan/MC - A drop too much Drabble: Stealing Time (Joshua) The Girl is Mine - Yakov/MC meet Ivan/MC Part 1 MPD Whole Again - Kirisawa Drabble - A Little Jealous (Kirisawa & Hani)

[listenyoustalebaguette]

raise your hand if you’ve ever sold your wallet, your savings and your soul to these fine, voltage men.

me:

[smoreseater]

Guilty

[starcrossedmyth-lovers-blog]

Such hotties!!! OMG they’re freaking handsome❤️❤️💕💖💗💓😍😍

(I love Leon’s group most, damn hot🦁️)

[iluvsexyvoltageguys]

@starcrossedmyth-lovers OMG I’m dying over here!! soooooo hot 😍❤️💕👅😍

[kota-the-precious-cinnamon-roll]

Voltage, your getting bolder and I dont even mind 😉😏

[smoreseater]

[heathens-and-kings]

“I want to speak to a manager,” the middle-aged woman said in her stern I-used-to-be-a-soccer-mom-ten-years-ago voice, looking down at me over the top of her Gucci reading glasses.

A wicked grin split across my face and the gates of Hell opened up behind me, releasing a gust of hot wind that whipped my apron around my body and forced the woman to shield her face. Demons came forth, dancing around in flames with songs of, “She wants to speak to a manager. Did you hear that? She wants to speak to a manager!” before erupting into earsplitting shrieks of laughter, none louder than my own cackling.

I took in the woman’s look of utter horror before my eyes rolled back into my head and I growled,

“I am the manager.”

[owawaaa]

a thing for one of my favorite posts on this site

[imgetting2old4diss]

This is awesome i love it 😈

[iluvsexyvoltageguys]

Dui Isn't Here

Shadow Dui x Reader

“You’ve been naughty tonight. That’s a no no…” you heard his sexy voice as he walked into your living room. You smirked looking out the window as Dui growled underneath his breath as he walked up to you. One of his hands dropped down between your legs, rubbing your inner thigh. His hand trailed upwards towards your core.

Two can play that game. Leaning over, you palmed him through his pants, making him growl in response. A gasp came out of your mouth as you opened the door to your bedroom with Dui trailing behind you, slamming you into the door when it closed. He took a hold of the back of your head, fisting your hair turning your head to the side exposing your neck to him. His lips grazed your neck before he began sucking and biting there. His other hand went to grab at your ass.

“Dui..” you moaned. He grinned, his tongue trickling up to your ear where he tugged on your earlobe. “Dui isn’t here” Shadow Dui whispered, his hot mouth sliding back down your neck. He pulled his lips away from your neck ripping apart your shirt. He pulled your bra off leaving you bare in front of him. Groaning, you bucked your hips as his lips attached to your nipple. He kissed down your stomach, yanking down your skirt. He stood up picking you up, carrying you to the bed. His fingers hooked underneath your panties pulling them down, leaning down brushing his lips on your wet core. You moaned, throwing your head back.

Shadow Dui kissed your clit before pushing two fingers into you, making you moan loudly. He hummed, a devilish smile on his face. “D-don’t tease me” you whined watching him. His smile turned into a smirk as he added a finger. "Dui! Shit..” You were getting close to your orgasm, you could feel it. "I-I’m…” you only managed to get out. His pace of his fingers quickened, it felt so good. Before you got a chance to cum, he pulled his fingers out.

His fingers were in front of your lips, dripping. "Lick for us princess.” The look on his face was beyond sexy. You opened your mouth, tasting your juices. “Damn..” he muttered. Your hands moved to take off his shirt, which he easily slipped off before unzipping his pants leaving him in boxers. He hovered over you, leaning down kissing you, your tongues going into battle.

Your hands reached to his boxers pulling them down rubbing his cock. Moving your hand up and down his cock he moaned into your mouth. You pumped his cock faster, making him kiss you even deeper. You let your hand go from his cock, pushing him over so you were on top. Your thumb brushed around his tip making him moan your name louder. Taking his cock in your mouth, you bobbed your head up and down slowly. His hand went into your hair as you sucked on his cock. Taking him all in your mouth, making him groan and moan louder.

“______ shit..” he moaned. Your eyes locked with his, moving your mouth faster feeling him come closer to his orgasm. He thrusted his hips up, spilling into your mouth. You swallowed it all, licking him clean. Pecking the tip of his cock before leaning up to kiss him fully on the mouth.

The tip of his cock was brushing against your entrance. You grinned as you lowered yourself onto him, moaning and throwing your head back as you slowly did. His hands gripped your hips when he suddenly thrusted into you, making your eyes go wide as you moaned his name. Matching his rhythm, he grunted watching you on top of him. He felt so good inside you. It didn’t matter if it was Dui or Shadow Dui. You loved them both. He was thrusting deeper and faster, you felt yourself wanting to let go but held off your orgasm wanting to cum with him. Whimpering, digging your nails on his chest, “Dui…I’m close..” He moaned digging his nails into your hips. His thrusts faltered "Me..too..” he sighed. One of your hands went between your legs rubbing your clit. “Cum with me…” he said, half moaned. "Fuck…” he mumbled, throwing his head back as he came hard with you screaming his name. You slipped off of him, cuddling to his side. "Damn, that sure was hot…” he mumbles into your hair.

[smoreseater]

Muy caliente! 🌶

[mysticmessengertrash]

[new chatroom]A Spicy Morning

as always, chatroom template credit to @zentherainbowunicorn

[smoreseater]

*GASP* Your MC/Mamoru Can't Move On and Epilogue: Doing Fine is so beautiful . The feels! Please send help. My baby! 😍😍😍 Mamoru is so precious. ❤ I'm going to read the other bidders now 😶

Thank you very much! This made my day. I have been down lately and having a hard time enjoying life, thank you for reminding me that others enjoy my writings. I should write some more😀❤

[zenscrotch]

The idea of Zen in a man bun is actually my aesthetic. Seriously, it's the most beautiful thing in the world

Right? Right ♥

[iluvsexyvoltageguys]

I’m gonna have my way with you alright…