#especially in so-called progressive spaces...

[canidykes]

has any nonbinary person in human history ever felt included by the phrase "women and fems" or did binary people just make that up to fuck with us

[stagefoureddiediaz]

Something something about buck nearly getting hit by a car again in this episode and how it connects to Eddie.

How the previous time it was a drunk driver who wasn’t seeing straight (pun intended 😂)/ had blurred vision and this new one being a driverless uber also driving erratically. How both are about not being in control of your life/choices. How we could see the driver as being a stand in for Eddie.

How Eddie spends much of s6 being involved in plots about the universe being in control (Abuela and the tarot cards and the whole plot of cursed, Christopher lying and also his first prom and Eddie not feeling like he knows how to parent a teenager and enlisting bucks help his inability to ‘do more’ for Buck when he’s hit by lightning etc etc) how that season was basically all about the universe screaming at Eddie and him essentially ignoring it the episode immediately after animal instincts Eddie meets Marisol (I know she wasn’t actually intended to be a li for Eddie but a good show can make use of circumstance - just as we saw with Tommy being Abby’s Tommy).

How one could view the car stopping just in time to prevent it hitting Buck as a play on the idea of Eddie hitting the breaks on his feelings for Buck before he had to actually reckon with them.

We have 601 with it’s crashed air ship (another air related disaster) and the lasagne scene with all its domestic husbands buddie glory preceding the almost car accident with that being followed by a Buck nde later in the season (lightning strike my beloved) in which Eddie is distraught (and also missing from bucks coma dream because Buck isn’t ready to look at things yet himself) and acting like a husband not a best friend.

How in 902 the driverless uber is connected to Eddie because of Eddie’s adventures as uberEddie in s8. How the premise is similar to that of s6. While we technically didn’t get a scene similar to the lasagne scene, we did get Buck fixated on Eddie getting on with Hen too well (in Bucks opinion) and Buck feeling left out - and the lasagne scene did play on both the themes of jealousy and of feeling left out (jealousy over Lucy being asked to fill in for Bobby and feeling left out because he wasn’t considered etc and it leading to his year of yes) so there are tangible parallels already forming in season 9.

We’re literally in space for this opening disaster and it seems likely that the pod Hen and Athena are in is going to crash back down to earth - which parallels the airship crashing as well as the play on the universe screaming at Eddie (and don’t get me started on that rocket looking as phallic as it does) with space debris literally falling out of the sky.

We know Eddie is at whatever this restaurant Buck dating scene turns out to be and we know we’re getting an Eddie centric “Halloween” episode with dia de los muertos (cursed in s6 was also an Eddie centric Halloween episode!) and so far we seem to be foreshadowing a Buck nde, what with robots and knives attacking him left and right (and only a trusty clipboard to save him) which would then parallel with the lightning strike.

So what if we’re getting these parallels because the same concept is in play - that ‘Eddie’ has hit the breaks and stopped just before hitting Buck because he doesn’t want to look at his feelings for Buck and what that would mean for him. How it’s a play on his repression.

How he’s going to have to make a choice and either choose to listen to the universe this time or continue to ignore it and remain repressed.

The thing is - we’ve essentially been told by Tim that Eddie’s going to listen to the universe -

And that’s the big change - that’s the thing that tells us things are going to go differently this time around. It’s kind of using parallels and plot point mirroring to play the concept of sliding doors - it’s like Tim is saying - you saw this happen this way previously - but by changing one thing - by Eddie believing in the superstitious stuff this time (which is a clever point at which to do this - making use of a national and cultural theme which allows for a neat transition from an general audience and narrative pov) it alters the path and the outcomes.

So the implication here is that Eddie has hit the breaks for the moment but he’s more open and in a better place and so Bucks nde will trigger him but he’ll be in a place to face it head on he’ll metaphorically hit buck with the car and embrace being in love with him

[icaruspendragon]

hi certified adult™️ here. these are some household tips and tricks i’ve picked up over the years.

stop using liquid laundry detergent. it’s mainly water which means a) you end up using more of it and b) it doesn’t get your clothes as clean. powder detergent is cheaper, lasts longer, and actually cleans your clothes.

while on the topic of detergent, use the measurements on the scoop. especially if you have a high efficiency machine. using more detergent than you’re supposed can mess up your machine.

i also recommend powder detergent for your dishwasher, too.

get an apron. it helps keep cleaning chemical off your clothes. it also prevents your clothes from getting wet if you’re doing the dishes.

this is related to the apron thing. i like wearing one bc it makes me feel like a tavern owner. cleaning is easier when you make it into a game.

if you’re okay with wearing shoes in the house, wear them while you’re cleaning. if you don’t like wearing outside shoes in the house, get a pair of inside only shoes. wearing shoes inside activates what i call “go mode.”

“go mode” is activated when i’m wearing clothes i didn’t sleep in, shoes, and an apron. it tricks my brain into doing things bc getting ready like im going to leave the house makes it easier for me to do tasks.

stop buying all purpose cleaner. get a spray bottle and fabuloso, or some other concentrated cleaner. you add it to your spray bottle and dilute it with water and bam! it’s cheaper and it lasts far longer. and it smells better.

if financially able, get viva paper towels or something similar. they work far better than regular paper towels in terms of absorption and ability to clean dried sauces or what have you. the texture is a bit odd, so if it causes sensory issues, try cheap wash cloths instead.

stop. using. sponges. get a bristle brush. you don’t have to replace them nearly as often, you can actually wash them, and they don’t get stinky if your mental health keeps you from doing dishes for a bit.

i almost exclusively buy generic brand products because i really can’t tell the difference, but if financially able, buy name brand toilet paper. that’s one of the things you can tell a difference with.

stop thinking about cleaning as “cleaning.” that word carries a negative connotation for a lot of folks in a lot of different ways. you’re not “cleaning,” you’re resetting your space.

when it comes to tidying up, remember that you live there. your space is allowed to look like it has someone living in it.

if it’s been a little bit since you’ve tidied up, and you’re overwhelmed, that’s okay. we’re human. shit happens. life isn’t pristine. pick a room, pick a corner, work outward from it, and remember things are gonna look worse before they look better.

sometimes i use a timer system. i set one for 30 minutes and clean until it goes off. then i set another one for 10 minutes and take a break. and then another 30 minute timer with another 10 minute break. etc., etc. sometimes the timer goes off and i’m in the zone so i don’t need the break or another 30 minute timer. sometimes my 30 minutes end and my brain or body tells me i’m done. sometimes i can do 20 minutes or 10 and that’s what i can do for the day. each of these scenarios are okay. progress is progress.

different people have different ideas of what clean looks like. sometimes clean looks like not a single thing out of place. sometimes clean looks like all the trash being picked up and thrown away and no science experiments growing in the kitchen. both ideas are okay.

if you have pets, especially cats, and you’ve got pet smells, especially cat pee, that feel impossible to get out, all hope is not lost. those smells aren’t permanent. borax and vinegar can get the smell out of clothes, but you’ll need to wash them twice. once with the borax and vinegar, and then again without them to get the residue out. this is when an apron is handy again because borax is caustic. so be careful with it. this combo also helps with mildew smells, or just any other hard to get out smell.

if financially able, an enzyme cleaner and oxyclean are great for getting those smells out, too. i like to use “nature’s miracle” enzyme cleaner. it’s super concentrated, so a little goes a long way. i’ve attached the link for it.

got litter boxes? got cat pee smell you can’t get rid of? got another icky smell? “angry orange” is industrial strength AND pet safe. the link for that is included, too. plus it can be diluted to make it last longer.

get a broom with soft bristles that are tightly packed. they do a great job at picking everything up. there’s another link. you don’t have to get that one, it’s just an example.

wear a mask. especially if you have pets. tidying up can stir up a lot of dust and hair. keeping those allergens out helps you a) not feel like shit if you have allergies and b) helps you keep going longer.

if you’re overwhelmed, don’t be afraid to ask for help. you have nothing to be ashamed of.

if you don’t want to ask for help, for whatever reason, that’s okay, too. make a to do list. break your tasks down step by step. need to clean the living room? start by picking up and throwing away trash. then pick up out of place items and return them to their home. if they don’t have a home, make one. clean the windows if you have them. clean the space around the doorknobs if there are knobs to clean. dust if you need to. wipe down any surfaces: coffee tables or end tables or tv stands or what have you. and then vacuum or sweep. it doesn’t have to be perfect. it’s okay if you’ve gotta take breaks. but it’s a starting point.

be kind to yourself. you’re busy and human and the internet lies. most people’s homes don’t look like show homes or magazine worthy. it’s okay if things get out of hand. no matter how daunting, the space can be reset. it may take a couple of hours. it may take a couple of days. it may take a couple of weeks. but it can be done.

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summary ♡ losing your job takes a serious toll on you and when your roommate’s "co-worker" isn't able to make it for a stream, an unforeseen idea sparks

content ♡ camboy&roommate!valko/reader, livestreamed sex, oral(fem!receiving), p in v (obvi lolll), he calls you pup bc why not

wc ♡ 4.7K (WOWOWOWOW)

a/n ♡ SURPRISEEEE!!! this may not be good, not too much

Trying to find a job was hard.

Trying to find a job while also being unemployed was even harder.

But you swore not to be too hard on yourself when you knew well in your heart that you were trying your best. Doing such a thing served you no justice and only made what was already a stressful experience, even more difficult.

No one anticipates being grouped into their company’s massive layoff, not when they swore that they had been a good little sheep in the communism hamster wheel of meetings, late night projects, and stacks of paperwork. Though with luck almost as bad as a cursed cartoon character, of course life would play out in a way that delivers you such heavy-hearted misfortune.

So, as you step into your apartment, trying your hardest not to breakdown after another shitty interview and realizing that you’ve officially been jobless for nearly five months now, all you can think of is some good food and your bed that you plan to rot in indefinitely.

“You look exhausted,” Valko says to you from where he lounges on the couch. “Another bad day?”

You’ve been disassociating so much the last few weeks that you actually tended to forget that you cohabitated with another person. Rather than being able to sulk in your feelings and waste away from the never-ending disappointment, your roommate wasn’t exactly the kind of man to let you if he had any say.

When you decided to share a space with one of your closest friends, especially one with a personality as out there as his, you figured it was too good of an opportunity to pass up. Although it took you a few days to consider his offer, eventually you knew that the benefits were far too great and as time progressed, it proved to be a dynamic going strong for the last three years.

Where you kept to yourself and avoided the unnecessary, he was quick to speak up and make his voice heard. Truly, it was perfect.

You just never anticipated being the one who would be forced to hear it the more your frustrations and grievances became harder to mask.

You kick off your shoes and remove your cardigan in silence, intentionally ignoring him and focusing on whatever commercial that had put a pause to the media he was streaming.

“Am I asking for trouble if I say anything else?” he adds as you plop yourself down on the couch next to him and take a piece of beef jerky from the bag he’s nearly finished with.

“You're so greedy.” He raises a brow and tilts his head with confusion like a lost puppy at your comment.

“You do know that you’re the one eating my snack, don’t you?”

“I thought you didn’t mind sharing with me.”

“I don’t mind. Not at all.” He pauses his wildlife documentary, clearly ready to keep the conversation going and for all of his attention to stay on you. “But you’re the one raiding my stash and calling me names. Then you don’t even say hi. Do I mean nothing to you?”

“You just got this bag this morning and it’s already pretty much gone, dude,” you chuckle. “Greedy, dramatic, and sensitive.”

“You’re pivoting, you know? Not very good at being subtle about it either.”

You didn’t want to talk about it. You really, really didn’t.

You didn’t want to explain what he clearly already knew and didn’t feel like hearing the same reassuring words that weren’t doing anything to ease your constantly racing mind.

Valko leans over and snags the practically empty bag from you and tosses it somewhere out of your reach.

“What the hell is your problem—”

“You’re trying to shut me out again and I’m not letting you do that.”

“Does it kill you to not overstep?”

“That was so damn cheap.”

“How about add nosy to the list while we’re at it.”

“Concerned is more like it,” he corrects. “Why are you pushing yourself so hard when I told you to ease up? You do know that besides being your roommate, I am your friend. And friends don’t let their friends do and experience shit alone. You’re not doing this by yourself and I wish you stopped acting like you are.”

Already, you want to cry. Again.

The tears burn behind your glassy eyes and the uncomfortable tingle in your jaw makes it tick with the urge to let the waterworks flow freely.

Ever since you’ve been trekking through these unexpected hardships, Valko has been covering everything. Rent, groceries, utilities—the whole nine yards. He made you promise to not dip into your savings or to overwork yourself to try compensating for anything he wasn’t expecting of you.

What should’ve been relief had been a nightmare for you ever since.

You’ve always been able to have his back in some way, always have been able to be a dependable counterpart in your two-party pack. But ever since you lost your job, you’ve had to lean on him 100% and never have you ever felt so helpless.

Sure, his job does pay well. Very well, in fact. So much so that necessities and wants for both you and him were expenses he had no qualms about paying.

When he suddenly told you that he planned on seeing what it was like to be a camboy a few years back simply because he had the face and body for it, to say you were stunned was an understatement. At the time, he quite literally said one of his biggest reasons for contemplating such an idea was because he was “bored”. You weren’t one to discourage him if he had the confidence for it either.

Valko’s always been one to try his hand at something if he figured he’d be good at it. Combine that with his carefree-like approach to almost anything he sets his mind to, it shouldn’t be shocking that not only was he right in his assumptions of anticipated success, but he practically became one of the best known in the business what felt like overnight.

Working independently, it wasn’t long before agencies were reaching out and established workers wanted to work with him. Playing his cards right, he chose to remain solo, but when he partnered with the right people and produced the content the fans were begging for, his popularity and finances boosted exceptionally in record time.

To some extent, it’s been a rollercoaster for the both of you. He had to adjust to the recognition and demand while you had to do the same with all the things that could possibly come with the territory of having one of your closest friends be both your living partner and someone who has sex with others on camera.

You felt guilty for your lack of contribution irregardless of the reassurance he gave you and with the sincere look on his face, you were almost certain he could see it.

“We’ve already talked about this, Val.”

“So why does it seem like you still don’t get it?” He sighs, placing his hand on your head and making you turn it to face him instead of the coffee table like you’ve been doing this whole time. “It’s pretty bogus, if you ask me.”

He raises an eyebrow when you sit there silently with such a defiant expression, chuckling at the pouty lips and blank stare.

“Because you don’t get it. You’re not in my position, how could you even?”

“I don’t have to be. I know which one I’m in and I told you what it’s gonna look like until something changes. Nobody’s rushing you around here but you. Funnily enough, you’re the one that doesn’t see that.”

“Oh, you’re sooo inspirational,” you comment sarcastically as you drag out your words. You go to remove his hand from you. Ignoring the truth in his words helps you cope. “Let’s get this one a talk show.”

But he doesn’t let you discard his touch so easily, hand slipping down to the back of your neck to evade your move. He sees the way you tense as much as he can feel it, smiling to himself when your eyes widen and your lips press together.

“Nervous, huh?” Valko’s thumb swipes across your nape gently. “It’s always so easy to mess with you.”

He’s a friend. He’s always been a flirt. Don’t read too much into it.

“You’re so annoying. Get off me.”

“You think just because you’re wallowing in your emotions that I’d let you off easy?”

“Off,” you repeat, trying to shrug him away, but to no avail. “Shouldn’t you be getting ready for work anyways? Isn’t that guy coming by? Caleb or whatever?”

Valko raises his arms in amused defeat as he follows your stern order. “He cancelled today. Had something come up. I was gonna tell you later.”

Then that meant… “What about the stream you have to do today?”

“I’m still doing it, just by myself. Probably won’t be as fun for everyone since he can’t make it, but I’m nothing if not resourceful.”

If they were truly present in your head, certainly the both of you would’ve been capable of hearing the gears turning.

You stay with the egregious thought for a minute—a long minute, actually.

Valko, a popular and overly loved camboy with copious amounts of supporters. A job where he makes and earns money in real time. Thousands of fans in one stream surely has to equal the same in revenue, at least somewhat.

You don’t have a job.

You need something to not feel so awful.

It’s quick and relatively harmless.

But this is your friend. This will change the dynamic drastically—forever. Maybe he could handle it, it’s just work to him after all. Another day in the “office”. But could you? Do you want to add more turmoil to your already raging flame?

“Can I...” You stop yourself.

Should you really be asking this? Are you ready for something so extreme and sudden? But the opportunity is sitting in your face and begging to be taken.

“Can you what? Don’t give up, I believe in you,” he jests, leaning into you slowly and close to nudging you with his shoulder.

You push him away immediately and ignore his exaggerated look of betrayal. “Could you be serious?”

“If you could finish your sentence, I can think about trying.”

Rolling your eyes and huffing out a shaky breath that he hears too clearly, you muster up the courage. Or whatever this kind of audacity is.

“What if… what if I take his… place?”

The room falls silent. Too silent. For a second, you think you might’ve actually stopped his heart.

“… What the fuck.”

Not what you were hoping to hear, but it’s a fair reaction nonetheless.

“We don’t have to show my face,” you urge. “I don’t want to show it at all, actually. Just hear me—”

“Are you insane? Absolutely not.”

He doesn’t get to shut you down like this. Maybe it’s the adrenaline coming from what you’re genuinely considering or the desire to make some kind of progress in something that’s been so dormant, but if he would just work with you.

“I’ve been feeling like shit for months, Valko!” He freezes at your voice raised so suddenly, gaze flickering between your clenched fists and avoidant eyes. “Maybe it’s just desperation. Maybe this is so irresponsible of me and… and m-maybe I’ll regret it in the future. But I can’t keep sitting here and failing, okay?”

“How many times do I have to tell you—”

Your head shakes immediately to swat away what’s supposed to be uplifting if you’d let him finish.

“I trust you. I trust you get where I’m coming from and why I’m trying to do this.” You move closer to him, trying not to let it sting when he watches you warily like you’re not in your right mind. “If you don’t want to do it with me, I rather you just say that. But… but I can do it. If you let me, Val, I can show you. Please.”

He tries to ignore the way his dick twitches from the softness that claims your tone. His sweatpants feel like they've suddenly shrunk three sizes and are suffocating him. But the way you cling to him, how you beg…

“I don’t want to take advantage of you being in such a vulnerable place, pup. That’s not my style.”

“You aren’t if I’m asking for it. I want… I want to feel like I’m doing something—that I’m helping and that I believe it in my own terms.”

His features soften. He’s always given you everything you wanted. How could he deny you when you come to him like this? Even with his concerns, he can’t ignore the temptation.

“… Nothing’s gonna change about us? You won’t run when it’s done?”

Your head moves side to side, decision firm and resolute. “I promise not to.”

It’s been hours since you had that conversation and only now were your nerves trying to get the best of you when the act itself was this close to happening.

Seeing Valko live and in his element was different from watching behind a screen in secret. Of course you watched him from time to time, it wasn’t abnormal to be curious. How could one not be?

Were you proud to say that you’ve seen your friend’s cock? Or that you’ve seen what he looks like when his strong thighs are covered in his cum? Or how he sounds when he edges himself for over an hour? No, not really. But you’d be lying if you said you regretted seeing or enjoying it.

The minute he started, having you sit beside him and out of view until it came time to do what the both of you were there for, his stream was flooded with donations, comments, and viewers, instantly.

It almost made you nauseous, seeing the number of watchers jump from 0 to 20, 500, then surpassing the thousands faster than you could blink. He gave them that flirtatious banter and cocky energy effortlessly, teasing a few supporters and playfully reprimanding others for their smutty dialogue.

This was easy for him, at least it had become so with time, and it forced you to observe with admiration.

He didn’t even have to do anything different outside of who he is naturally, simply sitting at his desk and staying dressed in the same comfortable attire you found him in after coming home.

There was something about Valko that you could never put your finger on, and that amplified as you paid close attention to the way he interacts with the people who love him and his body.

valsbabydoll: isn’t caleb supposed to be here today??

locawerewolf: can we get to itttt

valkosprincess: he’s so sexy, i’m dripping

“Don’t be mad at me,” he smirks, eyeing the way they urge him to reveal what he’s been holding onto. “But Caleb couldn’t make it tonight.”

You can already sense the kind of reaction he’ll get for telling them something so disappointing when their expectations were so high, but he continues with confidence. Whether it’s in you or him, you can’t tell.

“I’ve got something else you might like. Someone I know I will.”

Valko looks your way and throws you a reassuring wink, tilting his head for you to stand and come to him. Was it wise to read into his words or was all of this “on the clock”?

The camera’s been angled in a way that only shows your body from the chest down, keeping it safely away from revealing your face. Your body is completely covered in goosebumps, and the jitters are buzzing from your fingertips all the way to your toes.

Turning in his chair, he looks in your direction and caresses you from your ass to the back of your thighs. “Pretty, isn’t she?”

It takes everything to not let your knees give out as he feels on you so tenderly, switching from grabbing the flesh of your ass through your shorts to tracing his fingers dangerously close in between your legs.

“We’ll both do good for you tonight, so make sure you let her know how much you appreciate it.” His hand slips up your tank top from the side, making him grin when you twitch. “I think it’s about time we got started."

“When I’m touching you, you focus on me. They’re paying you to feel good, remember that.”

That’s what you try to keep in mind when Valko’s lips connect to the exposed part of your stomach. It’s what he told you after you reassured him for what felt like the hundredth time that you were not changing your mind. Besides safe words and mutual understandings set, he needed you to feel good. He needed you to have fun and he would put in all the effort necessary to ensure that outcome.

So instead of trying to see what his fans think of you, your body, and unexpected appearance, you fixate upon the warmth of his tongue as he leaves sloppy open-mouth kisses on your tummy and the strong arm he keeps wrapped around you so that you can’t slip away from him. You find your back arching the slightest into his affection the more he gives it and that alone was already surreal because of how natural it felt.

Your fingers cling to the soft strands on his head, running them through his scalp as stimulation for his own satisfaction and as a way to keep you grounded. All you have is the dimmed off-white light coming from his computer monitors and the lamp he has lit to see how he almost loses himself in catering to your torso alone. With you being so reactive to how he nips at your soft spots to make you whine and hiss with pleasure, he could see himself staying there for a very long time.

“Val… p-please” you whisper through a gentle moan when he hums against you in acknowledgment to the sounds you make in response the sensations.

“Don’t be impatient.” It’s ironic for him to taunt you this way when he says that with his sentence muffled since he won’t pull away. “Savoring my treats is what I do.”

He goes for your bottoms next, hooking his thumbs into them and slowly tugging them down whilst seemingly trying to leave an imprint of his lips on your skin.

deepspace4val ~ Donated 300 Chocos - take them off. panties too

The automated voice reading out the note attached to the gift makes Valko laugh and sends vibrations through you.

“Everyone’s just as eager as I am.” He looks into your lust-filled eyes, searching for approval and making a silent promise. Your quick and little nod is what he needs before pulling them down your legs completely and following them to the floor as he removes himself from the chair and falls to his knees.

He has your leg hooked over his shoulder fast, burying his entire face in your pussy as if he’ll die now if he doesn’t inhale you deeply from the source. You have to regain focus quickly and brace your palms to his broad shoulders as he pulls a hearty cry of pleasure from your unexplored depths.

The sounds of him licking and sucking you in such a place, feeling him groan and lap you up as if he’s been stranded in a desert—right here and right now, he owned you.

Donations were coming in waves as you looked out the corner of your eye through hazy vision. Watching your friend taste you like this for thousands to see… you wanted more. The way his jaw moved and how the muscle in it jumped the harder he worked to consume you was intoxicatingly addictive.

“I’m gonna… w-wait. Hold on…!” You try warning him, but your pitched cries and nails digging into his skin is his reason.

Valko sucks your clit into his mouth the more you squirm, focusing all his attention on the swollen bud that pulses against his tongue as his mouth is flooded with your sweetness. He then widens and flattens the muscle along the slit of your puffy cunt, forcing you to nearly hunch over from the dizziness of his overwhelming gluttony.

You can’t utter another word when the tip of his tongue slips into your quivering hole. That and his nose nudging against you is what has the expert holding you by the ass to keep you rooted on his greedy mouth that sucks you dry when your orgasm confiscates all your senses.

You’ve never wailed from such a thing this loud in your life—ever.

“Even better than I expected.” You can’t tell if the glow on his face is from your slick or the fact that he’s thriving off your essence. It’s like he’s almost in disbelief himself. “Fuck, I’m so hard.”

imcumming77 ~ Donated 500 Chocos - fuck her already, i can’t last long

0rgasmsRlife ~ Donated 450 Chocos - i wanna see her tits

“What a coincidence. So do I.” Even breathless and covered in you, he’s still so cheeky.

He presses another kiss to his new favorite place, leaving a trail as he begins to stand. Your shirt rises with him until it’s off completely and a nipple is claimed by him immediately.

“Ah—Hold… Mmph, Valko, that’s s-so…” You’re incoherent now and leaving you speechless has become his guilty pleasure.

His cock brushes up against you and you feel just how much he’s been holding back. Taking his time to tend to you, to relax your mind and body to be ready for both him and this experience, you realize now you could never repay him for something of this magnitude. But, you’d be a liar to say you’d never try.

With newfound boldness, you snake a hand past his elastic waistband and into his pants. As soon as your hand wraps around his cock, you give all the attention to his leaking tip that now creates the same mess in your palm as it’s done all over him.

“Trying to kill me?” he rasps, nose buried in your neck as if your scent will keep him from truly collapsing. “Goddamn, y-you… shit, that's good..”

You look at the screen again and this time he does the same to see what everyone else does. His cum just barely seeps through his pants and the motion of your hand taking care of him underneath sends shivers down his spine.

Your tits glisten with his saliva and having your naked body on display for so many to see yet it only being for him to touch and feel is a reality he can’t quite believe, but he yearns to stay there.

“Not like this.” Although they can’t see your face, it’s clear to everyone when he claims your lips. The taste of yourself flooding your senses and his eagerness to make you savor both it and him, were dizzying. His teeth tugging on them and licking away the dull ache until he pulled away only left you craving more.

Valko takes your hand, bringing you close as he sits in the same chair that he was before everything began. His cock stands tall, thick, and completely flushed in the prettiest pink. He strokes himself a few times while his other hand fondles one of your tits, then flicks a nipple with his thumb while teasing his slit with his other. Only when precum beads and slowly falls down the side of his length does he guide you to stand in between his legs.

“Ready when you are.” Sitting back and waiting for you to make the next move, Valko leaves the ball in your court.

His hands know what to do as you climb into his lap with no hesitation. He looks over your shoulder to see how erotic it truly is and if he were a viewer, he could see himself going bankrupt if it allowed him to witness you spread out with a dick primed and ready to slide into you.

“H-help me,” you plead shakily, wrapping your arms around his neck and holding onto him with an unrelenting embrace. He kisses your shoulder and runs a hand down your back almost lovingly.

“Lift your hips,” he murmurs, placing a kiss below your ear.

The donations were still coming is droves as he grabs his cock and lines it up with your dripping entrance. Valko teases everyone including himself, pushing pass your pussy lips but not fully sinking into your warmth. Rather than continuing to wait impatiently, you work your body to meet him and guide yourself down with an unspoken eagerness.

“That’s it, pup,” he coos, teeth gritting the more your pussy swallows him inside and shapes around his dick to the hilt. “Let them see you take it in good since you can’t wait. Easy… there you go, you’ve got it.”

Your uneven breath fans against his ear and your cunt clenches around him over and over like an unforgiving vice. He takes the lead for you now, his large hands grabbing you by the hips then snaking down to the underside of your thighs.

The first stroke was capable of turning him into a pussy drunk fool. Thousands watch how your juices coat his cock and his cum being dragged down to form a creamy ring at his base.

“More,” you mewl. “Keep—nngh, g-going, Val…”

He couldn’t give a damn about who was watching at that point. In fact, he couldn’t say that he ever did after you graced him with a chance to have you like this.

You’ve always been on his radar yet something he considered untouchable. He respects you, values the things that you say, do, and think. Rejection wasn’t what deterred him from trying but the potential for you to demand any kind of separation, did.

Now that he’s had a taste, good luck trying to act like he’ll never want it again.

Valko grabbed you as securely as he could before he began drilling into you from beneath, his heavy balls slapping against you every time you sunk all the way down. Every viewer was bound to be staring at how you fucked yourself on him and attentively listened to the sounds of both of your ragged breaths and desperate yet filthy panting.

“So damn tight,” he praises, licking the outer shell of your ear and grabbing you harder with promises of marks that you’ll undoubtedly be embarrassed to look at once your high subsides. You were ridiculously soaked for him, and it just wouldn’t stop. Obscene squelches and constantly meeting skin slickened with sweat echoing in his bedroom was enough to prove the heights of your arousal if the visual alone wasn’t enough.

daydreaminlongevity ~ Donated 1000 Chocos - cum in her. don’t waste it

“It’s okay.” Your pussy tightens around him again with anticipation. “I want it… I can take it.”

He brings you in closer as he feels his orgasm coming quicker than he expected it to. His muscles bulge when he envelops you in his embrace, keeping the same breath-stealing momentum as your voice and body shakes uncontrollably from his lack of control.

All it takes is four more deep thrusts before you’re collapsing onto him from exhaustion and feeling the rush of his cum spill into you. You’re held down so that as much as possible stays inside your sensitive cunt, and you nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck until the rush washes over.

More people than you could imagine are watching how your thighs shake and your pussy quivers around him. They can see how he raises you just enough to display how his cum overflows and spills out. You both were a mess and all they wanted was more.

*************** ~ Donated 2000 Chocos - again again again

********* ~ Donated 1200 Chocos - eat it out of her

****** ~ Donated 3000 Chocos - can we get a different angle?? i wanna see her better

All the automated messages flowing in has your body on fire more than it already was.

“Seems like I’ve got competition.” Valko’s hand outlines the curves of your body as he lets you rest. “You hear how much they love you, pup?”

You nod. “Again. I wanna go again, too.”

How could he not fulfill such a request? This time though, he planned to show you firsthand for why he was so highly favored.

Could you keep up?

a/n: i was sitting on this for daaays 😭 and i dunno if it’s actually any good.. but i didn’t wanna say anything in case i didn’t finish it lmfaooo BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOYED, MY CUTIES!!!

creds to @/angeliicide for the bratz dividers & @/astroyosei for the lily divider!!

[malachitefields]

actually here are some additions to the project hail mary movie that were not in the book that i very much enjoyed:

graces earth amigurumi/stress ball, good luck quilt, and fox cardigan which is a slightly altered version of an actual vintage mary maxim knitting pattern! it gives grace this very strong visual tie to humanity by having him seen in/with items that are so distinctly human created, even in space or on erid. it also serves as a nice little love letter to fibre crafts at the same time to see them kept and treasured to the end of the film

rockys little finger knitting instruments for his xenonite! in the book they are just two liquids that get mixed together (part a and part b) but this little knitting-esque contraption is such a nice detail to add, and it ties in with graces handcrafted items as a similarity across the species that is recognisable, kind of like mirrors of each other!

i love a fox motif i love a fox motif i love a fox motif

the first meeting on ship where this room full of people are staring at grace and the hangar doors are open behind them, it gives this really eerie feeling of being stared at which is made worse by grace standing in front of the projector screen. i dont think the doors are open in the book.

grace opening the crew members belongings and Seeing them as people through the photos before sending them out to space. in the book he doesnt open them until later and there arent many details about what is in the photos so it feels more emotional when he sends them out (and he sends them out together and not one then the other!)

carl. he adds a lot to the earth sequences (especially a lot of fun!), and the “you know who you are” is just. yeah. hes a small introduction when a lot of characters from the book are lost in the movie, but hes impactful and i love him.

james ortiz kind of in general. im glad they went with puppetry as much as they could because it looks beautiful and i love puppetry. i know they chose to go with having rocky have a tts kind of setup to avoid having subtitles throughout most of the movie, but james adds a lot vocally to the character! kind of boggles my mind that he was doing like 45 min long improvs SO in character WHILST puppeteering when he wasnt even meant to be the voice of rocky and was just line reading for ryan. im glad they didnt have someone else do the voice acting. of course also his appearance as the news anchor at the very beginning and the tts option they go with being called “James” are also super nice

grace and rocky and the shared pain of picking a tts voice that works also MERYL STREEP

the costuming storytelling. obviously it wasnt really in the book because its much more of a visual medium but the colder and colder clothes progressively on earth, stratt closed off in her turtleneck and grace in the squeaky yellow raincoat thats so jarring when she tells him shes putting him in the hail mary against his will, the stupid science shirts, and the fibre arts pieces all add so much.

the inclusion of the projector/led screens and the beach motif

the video logs! its a good way to tackle graces internal monologue (kind of like how carl is in the early earth days), but it gives grace a feeling of being able to say goodbye to earth above being able to send the taumoeba. i wish in the book that grace had told earth that he was choosing to turn back and save rocky/erid even though he would starve shortly after, as it would have asserted to earth that he wasnt a coward

speaking of, the removal of the coward talk that both stratt and grace do when grace doesnt want to go. book stratt doesnt actually believe that grace is truly a coward otherwise she wouldnt have sent him. she knows that when he wakes up and doesnt know who he is, he will still be grace and he will do everything that is needed to help. the film was probably going to lose the nuance of this bit where they had to compress everything so im glad they removed it. i like the addition of grace running and being tackled instead

kind of along the same line, rocky not having shame about eating in front of grace!

entirely for visual purposes, having grace be able to see the petrova line whilst hes in it because its beautiful and i love beautiful shots in movies okay

also the big window on the hail mary. solves like two chapters worth of grace working out hes in space by dropping random objects and looks cool whilst doing it

armando. dont know why we needed an additional robot on board but i cant imagine not having him now.

grace putting up tethers so he can get around more easily in 0g, and taking them down and attaching them all together to get to rockys ship to rescue him after he turns around. the tethers are put up early and make him feel like hes way out of his depth because hes not trained enough in 0g. he takes them down because hes now comfortable in 0g (and in a way “at peace” with space and not being able to go back to earth/return to normal) and uses them to effectively seal his fate of dying on erid after saving rocky. i didnt necessarily see the need to add the tethers when i first saw them at the beginning of the film but the shots of all of them in the airlock joined together to make the line long enough was such a good shot and i like the metaphor of not holding onto what comforts him (the tethers being up in the hail mary, his life on earth teaching middle school) to chose something for himself (and others!!) even though he will die (him deciding to turn back to save rocky and erid, him NOT being able to decide to go on the hail mary to save earth). objectively this was probably also just to explain why grace had so many tethers but. it works.

[kooslovv]

Pregnancy Hormones 𝜗𝜚 —JJK (Drabble)

summary : your entering your second trimester of pregnancy, and to say your hormones have been spiraling would be an understatement. luckily, your boyfriend is there to help you with that <3

pairings : jungkook x pregnant!autistic!reader

warnings ! : MDNI!!, smut, fluff, LOTS of dirty talk (mainly from kook), cuddlefucking, healthy communication, a lil nasty but it’s just sweet love making :)

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You had been feeling rather weird lately. You had started to notice it as your pregnancy progressed, but it was a bit more intense recently. And by intense, you meant a bit uncontrollable at this point.

You assumed it must've been your hormones, considering you were having some mild mood swings, but it wasn't anything too severe. You didn't get cranky or moody, you were rather more reserved and needed more space for longer periods of time, which your boyfriend, Jungkook was okay with.

But this, this felt different.

It was like anytime you was around him, you just felt these flutters, except they were lower than just your stomach. You were so used to getting the sensation of butterflies in your stomach when Jungkook did the simplest things, rather it was complimenting you or sending a smile your way.

But now even if the man walked around shirtless for less than five minutes, you started to have needs that you didn't have too often.

Sure, you were active but they hadn't had sex since before your pregnancy. It wasn't a huge part in your relationship, when you felt like having it and the mood was right then you did it.

But since you were now pregnant, especially 21 weeks, you didn't know if it was even right to ask. If anything, you were a little self conscious about the whole thing.

You had a baby bump now, a large one at that. Stretch marks had began to form around your stomach and other parts of your body. Your boobs had started to become a bit bigger than before. Adjustments like these are what stopped you from even bringing it up to Jungkook.

How could you anyway? It felt embarrassing to even try. How could you just say "hey my hormones are driving me up a wall, can we please have sex?". Even if you practiced it in your head, it still didn't feel or sound right.

It had been weeks of this being on your mind, and you finally just decided to keep it to yourself . You didn't wanna burden your boyfriend with your chaotic hormones, and it was stressful enough to think about by itself.

Though, while going through this issue, you did call and talk to a close friend about it one day while Jungkook was out with the boys one evening to hang out. You sat in their bedroom, lying in bed with Bam next to you as you petted his smooth fur and ears.

"And you've been feeling like this for a while?", your friend questioned as she made herself a cup of tea in her kitchen.

You hummed as she nodded. "Yeah, it's been a few weeks. I-I did look it up and the internet said it's normal for me to feel this way, b-but I just don't know how to handle it", you explained, a small pout forming on your lips.

Your friend chuckled a little, finding your innocence endearing. "All you have to do is tell him, hun. And knowing him I'm sure he would be understanding about it, you are pregnant after all and even then you still have needs. Those needs have to be satisfied so just tell him".

You blushed at even the mention of your boyfriend, who still didn't know about your issue.

"I-I want to but I don't know how to approach him about that kind of stuff now. We haven't done anything since I've been pregnant and my body has changed so much", you could already feel tears brimming in her eyes.

Your hormones were destroying you.

Her friend could feel her heart break a bit just hearing the girls voice shake a little, a sign she knew very well before the tears came down.

"Oh hun", the other female cooed, wishing she could give you a much needed hug. "It's okay, you know he's always gonna think you're beautiful, love".

"B-But what if he doesn't now? What if he just looks at me now and doesn't like it at all?", Yoy questioned as tears quickly began to stream down your cheeks.

"Baby I can promise you one thing that man has always found you attractive. Even now when we go out he looks at you like he wants to eat you alive".

You giggled a bit through your tears at your friends words. "Really?".

She chuckled once more. "Yes, hun. And I know that if you went to him about this he would be more than happy to help", she replied with a grin.

You nodded, feeling a bit more relieved from her comforting words. "Okay", she sniffled. "Thank you, I'll try to talk to him about it when he gets home later".

Your friend smiled upon hearing that. "Good, tell me how it goes tomorrow, okay? Maybe we can make a lunch date out of it, how does that sound?"

You happily nodded at the idea of food and seeing her best friend again. "Sounds good, love you".

"Love you too, hun", after hanging up, you slowly crawled out of bed to get yourself ready for a shower. You laid out another one of Jungkook's shirt, not even bothering to look over at your side of the dresser since your pregnancy began. You laid that out, along with a pair of light pink panties. 

After doing so, you got into the shower, humming softly to yourself as you toke your time to carefully wash and clean your body, getting to the important places the best you could. You giggled to yourself amusingly since there were certain places you couldn't reach because of your belly being in the way.

After showering, you applied her favorite lotion; Vanilla bean and got dressed soon after. Once you deemed yourself comfortable, you headed downstairs to get stuff ready for dinner. Just as you was about to open the fridge though, your phone chimed on the kitchen counter.

Koo <3 : hey mama, just got finished with work and i stopped to get chicken for dinner :) be home soon.

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You smiled upon seeing this, replying to him instantly with happiness as you cutely waddled over to the couch in the living room, Bam walking down the stairs as he met you there from their bedroom.

"Your dad will be home soon, bubby", you told the male Doberman, petting him softly as you covered yourself in one of your blankets you kept on the couch.

After a while of watching one of your go-to shows on television, you heard the front door start to open as Jungkook had walked in. Bam went and greeted him as always. The man chuckled upon seeing the dog, receiving a few friendly licks to the face out of greeting.

Jungkook chuckled at this. "I missed you too, buddy", he said as he stood up from squatting, taking off his black leather jacket he rode while riding his motorcycle.

After doing so, he went to finally greet his girlfriend.

You smiled upon seeing the man, happy to see him after a few hours of him being gone. You stood up from the couch carefully, Jungkook resting his hands on your waist and he pulled you into a kiss. Your hands wrapped around his neck as he did so.

Jungkook hummed a bit as he pulled away from your lips, bringing his hands lower to your butt to rub there gently and give it a good squeeze.

"You smell good, mama", he said softly, making you smile shyly at his compliment.

"Thank you", you giggled a bit, tucking some of his hair behind his ear as you looked at him fondly. "Did you have fun with the guys tonight?".

Jungkook nodded happily as he placed one final peck on your lips. "Mhm, it was the best. We went out to eat and then went to this bar nearby and played pool for a while. Jin hyung kept getting pissed because I kept winning", he chuckled, making you laugh a bit yourself.

"I'm glad you had fun, my love. You've been working so much, I'm happy you got a break from it for a little while", you replied.

Jungkook nodded. "Yeah, it has been a pain recently but I would've enjoyed being here with you and princess a lot more though", he replied as he began to teasingly kiss at your neck, making you laugh.

"Now, I'm gonna go shower but how about you get the chicken and a movie ready, sound good? I won't take long", Jungkook suggested.

You nodded with a grin. "Sounds good".

While Jungkook showered, you got everything ready for the two of them. You set up the box of chicken that he ordered for you both, setting different sauces on the coffee table she brought from the fridge.

While you waited, you thought back to you and your friends conversation you had over the phone earlier. You knew you could bring it up to him, you trusted Jungkook with everything and knew you could talk to him about anything.

"Maybe I'll bring it up after we eat", you thought to herself, nodding with certainty at her idea. You could do this, it was easy right?

Oh so you thought.

Soon, Jungkook was walking downstairs in a black tank top and grey sweatpants, something you could not handle right now. The way his arms looked without clothing covering them, his tattoos out to the world. How his muscles flexed slightly as he opened two soda cans for you to drink.

Oh god, what was wrong with you? Even the simplest things the man did drove you insane, especially now that your hormones were at an all time high.

But all you had to do was make it through the chicken and movie marathon, and then you could talk to him about how she's been feeling.

Jungkook walked into the living room with a soft smile as he sat their sodas down, sitting down next to you as you unpaused the movie for it to start.

As the movie went on, the young couple ate their chicken, wearing plastic gloves to protect yours hands from the greasiness. You had noticed the man enjoyed the spicier chicken wings, so she let him have those while you had the regular ones.

Shortly after they finished eating, the two were now cuddling as you watched the movie. You had your head lying on his shoulder, one of your hands lying on his chest. Jungkook had one of his hands on your lower back, just a few inches from your butt while the other laid on top of the couch.

You could slowly feel his hand going down to your butt again, and that alone sent a small shiver down your spine. Jungkook hadn't noticed one bit, his doe eyes still focused on the film in front of you two as he played with his lip piercing out of habit.

His hand began to rub at your butt, the touch gentle but it still did things to you, things you'd rather keep to yourself if you were to be honest.

Since you had started to understand the things you felt a little better, what things you liked sexually and things you didn't, you knew this was one of the things you loved.

You tried to ignore it, but even him simply touching your backside was causing a certain kind of wetness down below. It had been happening more often, and it happened so easily it made you a bit embarrassed.

"Baby? You okay?", Jungkook questioned as he looked over at you, concern and worry all over his face.

You were quick to look his way, your eyes a bit wide that he had noticed your sudden change in mood. "Y-Yeah, yeah m'fine".

Jungkook pressed a bit further. "Are you sure? You just look so tense, mama".

You tried to think of an excuse, but you didn't wanna lie to him about it. If something was wrong, you knew he would want to know.

You let out a small sigh, moving to sit up a bit to look your boyfriend in the eyes. Jungkook was quick to pause the movie, letting you have his full attention as he brought your hands into his.

"It's just...lately I've been...I've been feeling weird", you said, seeing Jungkook's eyebrows narrow in confusion.

"What do you mean by weird, pretty? Is it something with the baby?".

You were quick to nod so the man wouldn't worry. "No no, the baby's okay. I-It's more with...w-with my hormones".

Jungkook made a small sound of understanding, but you could still tell he was confused. You felt a bit stupid for thinking he would understand this so easily. You were the one pregnant with raging hormones, not him.

"I-I'm sorry I know this doesn't make any sense", you spoke as you looked away from him, her face heating up from embarrassment. Jungkook shook his head slightly at your words, gently grabbing your chin so you would look him back in the eyes.

"You don't need to be sorry, love. Just try and explain it a little better for me, and take your time, yeah?", you nodded with hesitance as you let out a shaky sigh.

"I-I know it's been a while since we've...we've done it", you pointed out, seeing Jungkook nod at your words.

He hummed. "Like having sex?", he questioned. You nodded shyly as you fiddled with her fingers.

"Oh, well yeah it has been a while, I think before we found out you were pregnant was the last time".

You nodded. "Y-Yeah and...and lately I've been feeling um...I guess frustrated but...b-but sexually?", You explained further in a questioning tone. Jungkook's eyes widened a bit, his face forming into an expression of understanding.

"Oh baby", he chuckled, giving you a peck on your cheek. "You could've told me this sooner, there's nothing to be embarrassed about".

"I-I know but...with me being pregnant I didn't think you'd want to. My body has changed so much over the last few months, it made me too nervous to approach you about it".

Jungkook's face softened at your words, a frown soon appearing instead. He brought one of your hands to his lips, kissing it gently as he looked at you.

"Sweetheart, not once have I found you unattractive. You've blossomed in the most beautiful way while carrying our baby", one of his hands made their way to your swollen belly, rubbing it gently.

"You being pregnant has never changed the way I feel about you, and it never will. I know it hasn't been easy doing it, but you've been so strong all this time, I honestly don't know how you do it", he chuckled a bit, making you do the same as she felt more tears starting to well up in your eyes.

You hated that you got so emotional so easily, especially while being pregnant. But even now, you still couldn't keep it together. How could a man be so sweet?

"You've been handling everything so well, my love, and I'm so proud of you. But I want you to know that you can always come to me about anything, pregnant or not. You have needs just like everyone else, and it's okay to voice that, yeah?", you nodded as you continued to look into the man's eyes, yours getting blurrier by the second from your upcoming stream of tears.

Until that dam broke, and the tears flowed once more down your face. This sight made Jungkook heart soften even more, bringing you into his arms as he was careful with your belly

You both stayed like that for some time, Jungkook rubbing your back for comfort as you let your cries go. He could tell you needed to, that these were cries you had been holding back for a while.

After some time, Jungkook was the first to gently pull away from the hug, smiling softly at you as he wiped away some of your tears.

"I love you so much", he whispered, your noses almost touching as you were inches away from sharing another kiss.

"I love you", you replied as he leaned in for a kiss, your lips connecting instantly. It was a sweet kiss for some time, but it soon began to show much you needed to be satisfied, and Jungkook knew that.

He felt it in the way you kissed back, even if you were a little timid about it. Even in the way your hands traveled from his shoulders to the back of his head, your fingers tangling in his jet black hair.

He knew how much you needed him, and he needed you even more.

Soon enough, Jungkook's lips traveled from your lips to your neck, hearing small whimpers of pleasure from you. He smiled against your skin hearing those sounds, sounds that he dearly missed.

Jungkook pulled away from your neck, seeing that he left wet areas from the kisses along your skin. His eyes then traveled to yours, and they were filled with nothing but love as he looked at you.

"Wanna go upstairs? I don't want you being uncomfortable on this couch", Jungkook questioned. You nodded with a grin as he caught you a bit off guard, picking you up bridal style and carried you up to their room. You assumed you might have been a bit heavy with a recent gained weight from the pregnancy, but he didn't seem to have any trouble whatsoever.

Once you got to your shared bedroom, Jungkook laid you down carefully against the soft blankets and pillows. He was on top, his knees dipping into the bed as they were on both sides of you, his necklace dangling in your face from above.

"Now, if there's anything you really want me to do, I need you to tell me. Or if you start to become too uncomfy lying on your back, we can change positions, okay?", Jungkook spoke in a gentle tone, but still a bit firm so you knew he was serious.

You nodded obediently at your boyfriend, causing him to smile at your cuteness.

"Words, baby".

You nodded once more, but this time with words. "Okay, Koo".

Soon though, your lips were reconnected in a slow but sweet rhythm. Soft noises came from both of them, your whimpers and moans being the loudest. You could feel the pool of wetness growing in your panties, and feeling your boyfriend's touches on your body weren't making it any easier.

Feeling him touch your stomach, your thighs, breasts---especially those, it was driving you crazy.

As if he sensed it, Jungkook moved from your neck and began to kiss down your cleavage area, making sure to take his time and savior every moment.

He pulled away just for a moment, needing to take off his shirt that you were wearing so he could see your breasts. You lifted your hips just a bit so he could fully take it off, throwing it somewhere in your room.

"So pretty, my love", Jungkook praised you as he couldn't take his eyes off your body, especially after seeing it go through so many changes.

But before gazing for too long, he remembered how you felt about being the only one naked when doing something as intimate as this.

He was quick to take off his clothes, you giggling a bit when his shirt almost got caught on his head. He laughed a little himself, going back down to kiss you soon after he was fully undressed.

Seeing your breasts on full display made the man twitch in his boxers, fantasies and daydreams filled in his head anytime he got a good look at them. He was a man after all,  a man with needs.

He brought his hands to your breasts, cupping and squeezing them gently, you whimpering at the touch. Since you were in fact pregnant, your breasts were always the most sensitive now.

Jungkook's mouth was practically salivating at this point, wanting nothing more than to just suckle on both nipples. He would beg for hours if it meant he would get to.

You could sense this, your hands going to the back of his head. His eyes went to yours in an instant, soft but filled with want.

"Y-You...You can suck on them if you want. Just be gentle, okay?", You assured with a soft smile.

Jungkook nodded, returning the same smile. "Of course". He soon went down, beginning to lick and suck both nipples, moaning with delight that he could finally taste them.

You moaned at the contact, your hands tightening in his hair as your eyes fluttered shut.

"Oh god, yes baby", you moaned, making Jungkook moan himself. Just doing something like this made him begin to harden in his pants, and knew he could only last without being touched for so long.

But right now, he wasn't focused on himself. You had been walking around feeling so sexually frustrated, so nervous to even open up to him about it. He was ready to give you as much pleasure as you needed, until you were satisfied.

As he sucked and licked on her breasts, one of his hands traveled down further to the front of your panties, rubbing there in circles.

You gasped softly at the touch, feeling as if an itch you had for so long had finally been scratched.

Jungkook pulled away from your breasts, taking in your face of pleasure. Your eyes meeting his but your mouth slightly parted as the prettiest sounds escaped from there.

He loved seeing it, loved seeing your get lost in the pressure he created for her. And the simple fact that you felt safe and comfortable enough to let him do and see this always gave him butterflies in his stomach. It gave him that sense of pride every time.

"M-More, please more, koo", You begged, whimpers coming soon after as he continued to rub the outside of your panties. 

"Yeah? You want more, baby? You need it?", You nodded at his words, feeling like she could practically cry.

Jungkook began to tug down your panties, throwing them somewhere as he brought himself down further between your legs. He kissed slowly at your thighs as he got into position, bringing your legs onto his shoulders.

As he got closer to your pussy, your breathing only grew faster, your hands gripping at the sides of the pillow that was currently under your head.

When he finally made it to your wet heat, Jungkook spread your folds gently as he finally brought his tongue to your clit, grazing over it. Your mouth parted further at the contact, more moans escaping.

He began to lick and suck your pussy like crazy, like he was a terribly starved man who hadn't eaten in years. He gripped on your thighs so he had more control, feeling them tense uncontrollably.

"Y-Yes please yes yes!", You moaned loudly, your hands going into his hair once again as he went faster and harder. And the more he licked and sucked, the wetter you became.

You opened your eyes after them being closed for some time, lifting yourself onto your elbows to take in the sight of your boyfriend. And only seeing him made you moan more.

He was enjoying it so much, taking your pussy with so much enthusiasm. He was moaning himself, his eyebrows narrowed down in concentration as he fucked you with his tongue.

Seeing him getting pleasure from giving you pleasure was the best sight you could ever witness, and you loved every second of it.

"Oh my goddd yes please don't stop", You moaned as you laid back down, your eyes closed shut. You could feel yourself getting closer the further he went on, his moans sending the most pleasurable vibrations.

Your chest moved up and down faster the closer you got, your pussy throbbing from her incoming orgasm, and you knew it was coming in a matter of seconds.

"I-I'm...I'm gonna cum", you whimpered out loudly, panting quickly.

Jungkook pulled away for a just a second, a bit out of breath himself. "Cum baby, make a mess right here for me", he encouraged you as he went right back down, going even faster and sloppier with his tongue.

You gasped slightly, it begins silent for just a few seconds before you moaned loudly, your back arched a few inches off the bed but not too much, not wanting to bring yourself any unwanted pain.

Jungkook cleaned you up as you calmed down from your much needed orgasm, his tongue getting rid of any left over juices your pussy left behind.

He brought himself back onto the bed, his face glistening a bit from you cumming, leaving you a bit embarrassed as you looked at him.

Jungkook chuckled at this. "Don't be embarrassed, pretty. You needed it and I was more than happy to help", he said with a smile, making you smile softly yourself before your eyes traveled further down his body.

Your eyes widened a bit seeing the bulge through his black Calvin Klein boxers, and knew it must've been uncomfortable to bear at this point.

You didn't want him being uncomfortable, painfully uncomfortable at that. Both of you deserved to be pleasured, that was your number one rule in the bedroom, and you weren't gonna break it now.

And besides, you weren't quite satisfied yet, you knew your body needed more.

"Your hard baby", you spoke softly, your hand going down to his budge, rubbing his length up and down.

Jungkook breathed out at the contact, it becoming shaky from the pleasure he was receiving. "F-Fuck", he groaned, his hand coming to guide yours.

"I-I wanna do more if you want to", You spoke with the last ounce of courage you had left, surprised with how bold you were being. Then again, it might've just been the hormones talking.

"S-Shit, are you sure, love? You're not uncomfortable or anything yet? We can change positions if you need to".

You thought about it, slightly biting your bottom lip in thought. You probably could use the change in position, your back was hitting a little from laying on it for too long.

"I think I might need to change positions, if that's okay?".

Jungkook nodded as he tried not to concentrate on the hand you had against his hard length, gently moving it away from he exploded.

"Yes, of course baby, that's fine. How do you want it?".

You thought some more before answering. "On my side, please".

Jungkook smiled at this. "Okay, let me help".

He helped you get into position, making sure you were comfortable laying on your side before laying down right behind you. Not before grabbing your lube though, knowing you felt more comfortable using it.

Jungkook's other hand went to your leg, carefully raising it in the air to a comfortable position so he had better access to your entrance.

After applying the lube to both his cock and your pussy, he pressed comforting kisses to your neck.

"You ready, baby?", he whispered.

You nodded as you looked him in the eyes, seeing they were filled with nothing but love and warmth, comfort and patient. He knew you had their baby growing in your womb, and he wanted to make sure he was gentle enough with you.

"Y-Yes, m'ready", taking that as his confirmation, Jungkook began to slowly push in, both of you moaning as soon as he entered inside.

"S-Shit, so wet", Jungkook nearly whimpered as his hips finally met the back of your ass and thighs.

He gave you a little bit to adjust, not wanting to rush. He repeated the same pattern of kisses to your neck, even a few on your cheek as you adjusted to his length.

You toke a small breath before speaking. "Y-You can move".

Jungkook nodded, doing so as he pulled out slowly before pushing back again, causing another moan to escape him and you.

"Faster baby please", You begged in a whimper, causing Jungkook to become a bit surprised.

"You sure, love?".

You nodded. "Y-Yes, need it, please". Hearing you beg, whimper and whine made his cock twitch terribly, and that was all he needed to make love to you like you needed him to.

The sounds of skin slapping together and moans filled the room, but only love was made between the couple. Love that could have them both crying but only tears of happiness. Love that even made their souls happy.

That's the kind of love you've always shared.

"Fuck this pussy feels so good, so fucking wet for me", Jungkook said with slightly greeted teeth, his grip on your waist only tightening a bit but not too much to where it could hurt you.

The dirty talk and feeling his cock hit that spongy spot was driving you crazy, constant whimpers and moans leaving your parted mouth. 

"Love this pussy, love getting it sloppy and messy just for me. It's all for me isn't it, baby? No one else can have it but me, yeah?".

You nodded at his words. "Y-Yes it's just for you", you whimpered out, your hand gripping the sheet under you.

"And you're gonna sit here and take my cock, yeah? Just sit here looking so fucking pretty for me and take it?".

You moaned louder at this. "Yes daddy, wanna be good, wanna take it just for you", you replied as your head tilted back a bit, your eyes begging to stay open.

This made Jungkook basically growl, knowing you hadn't called him such a nickname before, and it only made him go that much faster.

"Good, that's my fucking good girl, you're gonna take it. You're gonna take it and don't hold anything back, you hear me? Moan as loud as you fucking want, let me know how good daddy is making you feel", he replied as his thrusts became faster, the wet sound it was causing making the couple moan and whimper just the same.

One of Jungkook's hands came down to your pussy, rubbing quickly at your clit, feeling your leg shake a little from the touch.

You felt yourself getting closer, and feeling this sudden touch against your heat was only bringing you closer to your climax.

"M'close again", You whimpered out. Jungkook could feel you tightening and throbbing around his cock, your walls so warm and wet that he felt himself getting closer by the second.

He groaned at the feeling of you closing in around him, his mouth parted as your eyes and lips met. Your shared kiss was a bit sloppy due to his fast thrusts, but it was nothing but perfect for you both.

"Cum for me baby, cream around me and don't hold back, okay? Be good for daddy, yeah? Can you do that for him?", Jungkook said as your lips parted a few inches, feeling your breath touch him.

You nodded obediently at his dirty words. "Y-Yes daddy". He rubbed at your clit just a few more times as you kissed, his touches sending you right over the edge as she came around him.

Jungkook groaned loudly as he came not just a few seconds after you, letting you ride out your orgasm as he slowed his thrusts down to a holt.

"Shit", Jungkook let out a shaky breath, you trying to catch your breath yourself as she you back against him.

He brought his hand down to your stomach, rubbing it gently out of comfort to help you calm down from what you just did. Especially with you being pregnant, he didn't want you to overdo yourself.

"Breathe baby, you're okay, just breathe for me", he talked you through it, noticing your breathing slowing down to a comfortable pace.

"Thank you", you spoke as you let out a small breath, your hand going to the one he rested against your swollen belly.

"No need to thank me baby, just wanna make sure you're breathing okay for you and the baby", Jungkook replied as he gave you a peck on the side of your head.

"Now, you wanna lay here for a bit before having a bath?". you nod a bit, now realizing how sleepy you were, that really toke a lot out of you.

"Okay, sweetie", Jungkook said with a sigh as he got comfortable behind you, closing his eyes a few seconds after you did.

After having your time to relax and cuddle in bed, you used your bath time to relax and cuddle too.

Solàna laid against Jungkook's chest in their tub, him rubbing his hands against your stomach in gentle motions.

"I love you", you said suddenly in a soft tone, sleepy but soft from how relaxed and calm you were.

Jungkook smiled at your words, his heart warmer than ever before. He pressed a soft kiss to your head, continuing his massage on your stomach.

"I love you more, petal, more than you'll ever know.

[premierhazel]

In san francisco, there is a legally recognized trans district. It has trans flags hanging on lampposts and on the crosswalks, banners saying "you belong". It is also the poorest neighborhood in the city where unhoused people, sex workers, or really any vulnerable person who gets picked up by the cops get dropped off at the huge police station right in the middle of it. On one hand, it speaks to the material conditions of the so-called trans district: trans people, trans women more so and especially racialized trans women, face systemic abuses far far more than other groups and it is succinctly represented by this district. At the same time, it is a naked display of pinkwashing by liberal democracy: in the name of visibility, they have tried to appear progressive. But having a trans district doesn't address poverty, transmisogyny, or racism. And this also applies to many "queer" spaces which exist in the west, populated almost entirely by white, petty bourgeois queers. Ultimately, there can be no community when the major struggles affecting the most vulnerable members of your "community" are ignored and pinkwashing those struggles do not hide them away, it merely covers naked exploitation with a thin coat of "progressive" paint.

[carmaloves]

𝑺𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅

Michael Jackson x Famous!Reader

Synopsis: How the two of you support each other even when your schedules don't allow for it. Content/Warnings: Fluff, jealousy, little hurt lots of comfort W.C. 1k

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Dating another famous star felt natural. The two of you could relate to one another, often finding comfort in the experiences you shared. Your first date, the two of you spent hours talking about silly fan interactions, your weirdest experiences, and the hardships that came with the job.

Michael always makes sure that you know he's always available for you if you need help with anything. And he really means it. Stuck on a chorus or hook? Michael helps you work through it. Can't figure out the right key or chord progressions for a song? Michael's immediately by your side helping you.

After things became more serious, you introduced him to the rest of your band. You brought him to a rehearsal one night, letting him get to know everyone and giving him a small preview of a song you had made especially for him.

Whenever Michael is on tour, he's constantly calling to check in on you. You always make sure that he's getting enough sleep and eating well before moving onto telling him about your own day. He asks you how rehearsals went, if things between two of the members had smoothed out. You ask him about how the show went, before telling him you'd be flying out to join him on a stretch of the tour.

There have been some hard times for the two of you, small stretches where you both have been so busy that there's barely anytime to talk over the phone. It never helps when he's either on the other side of the country or the planet. You hate going to bed without talking to him, it feels like your day is being left incomplete. Michael hates it too, missing having his person beside him. He finds it harder to sleep without the steady beat of your heart next to him. Despite how hard those times are, you make it work. You write him letters, leave him messages through his manager, etc.

And when those stretches finally come to an end, it makes reuniting even more special. He always has someone bring you to the airport so he can see you the second he lands. His absolute favorite thing is seeing the giant smile on your face and the slight impatient bounce as the jet door opens. The moments when you run to him, hugging him like he'd been away at war, are the moments that stick with him the most. Those are the moments that push him to find more ways to keep you close despite the distance.

Without a doubt, Michael always has a cleared out, private, space for you to watch him perform. He makes sure it's perfectly to his standards, comfortable seating (that you never use cause you're always dancing), your favorite snacks and drinks, security always flanking both sides of you. He originally had just wanted you to stay backstage, but after your complaint that there wasn't enough room to dance and feel the bass, he quickly found you a safe spot.

Even when you can't be on tour with him, he always leaves a spot in the crowd open, just in case you decide to surprise him, which you've done a few times.

Is always smiling and winking at you from the stage, making sure he's right in front of you when he does your favorite moves.

You and Michael had worked out a schedule so that neither of you were touring at the same time, leaving room for the two of you to be together despite busy schedules. He travels as much as he can with you, often flying in and out of cities, meeting you at your next destination, or flying you home for a day or two.

Michael absolutely loves going to your concerts. You also always have a private space cleared out for him. His private box is always placed further away from the stage for safety procedures, much to Michael's dismay. There have been a few instances in which security had to give him a stern talking to for sneaking out of the box to get closer to the stage.

Whenever you sing any sort of love song, you dedicate it to Michael, even when he's not in the audience.

Michael always either brings you a huge bouquet of flowers after every show or has them delivered. Similarly, whenever he's able to be at a show he brings you "little" presents. One time he showed up with a guitar case, and you pulled out a 1958 Gibson Explorer. You gave him a reaaaally special night after that.

People wouldn't think it, but Michael gets jealous very easily. He likes your band mates, but has always been particularly weary of the bass player, who he always said "had an eye for your bass." It wasn't that Michael didn't trust you, that couldn't be farther from the truth, he just didn't trust the guy. There had been a few times you had to talk him off from storming into the green room after a show and picking a fight with the guy.

There was one particularly rough night. Michael was in the audience when the bass player came up behind you, standing far too close for both yours and Michaels comfort. He stood almost flush against you, hips moving way too promiscuously to be considered friendly. You could practically see Michael's eyes glowing red from the audience, and you honestly couldn't blame him. That night you "let him off the leash," you let him storm into the green room chewing out the guy who was trying to play clueless.

Michael ended up berating him so much that the guy quit. You thought your other band mates would've been more upset, but they seemed casual about it after Michael promised to find an even better one. You honestly found the whole jealousy thing really hot, which led to one very long and heated night in the hotel room.

Whenever you have a few days off and Michael is with you, the two of you throw on one of his ridiculous disguises and go sight seeing. You will both go crazy in one of those terribly tacky shops that only sell apparel that has to do with the city. You'll go and visit museums, parks, beaches, whatever there is to do. But it always ends up with a beautiful romantic dinner.

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