#june writes

[whats-her-quirk]

no sleep tonight, or how you play with leon’s hair over the years

18+

~800 words

warnings: different eras of leon, hair pulling, dry humping, premature ejaculation, hurt/comfort maybe?, slight pain play, explicit sexual content

21 –

It’s not hard to get him worked up. Actually, it’s almost too easy. Everything you do surprises Leon, even when you’re not trying. 

The movie playing on the TV forgotten, you drag Leon down on the couch, needing more friction. Your steamy makeout session already has him panting and desperate (and hard in his sweats), but you want to go further. He doesn’t hesitate, his hot breath fanning against your ear as his weight settles on top of you. His hips rut against you like he can’t help it, his eyes hazy and unfocused.

Pinning him down with one leg around his waist, you pull him into another bruising kiss as your hands start to wander. Fingertips trace down his soft cheek to his smooth, cleanly shaved jaw, then wrap around to tug at his ear. Leon sighs as you press into the pressure point just behind the lobe.

You let your nails come through his hair, just long enough in the back to hold onto, then tighten your grip and pull.

“Fuck!” His hips stutter, his whole body going stiff as a board. A high, strangled moan is lodged in his throat, his cock jumps against your thigh, and his eyes roll back—all dead giveaways that he finished much quicker than he expected to.

He swears again before collapsing into you, burying his burning red face in the crook of your neck. He’s mortified; you’re euphoric.

“Next time,” he mumbles, “can you warn a guy?”

“So you wanna keep going?”

“As long as you’ll let me.”

27 –

The lights are off in the hotel room, the blackout curtains drawn to the city lights outside. It’s late, and you should probably try to close your eyes and get some sleep. You have a helicopter to catch in the morning to a grueling debrief that could take hours after all you’ve been through the past few days.

But you survived, and Leon can’t wait.

You can’t see anything except the faint, greenish glow of the alarm clock on the night stand, but you feel Leon, all of him, all over you, inside you, stealing the air from your lunch, fucking you like he thought he might never get to again.

He needs this, needs you.

“Harder,” you beg, and he obliges. Every thrust, every smack of skin against skin, is proof that you’re still alive.

Your head starts to slip between the pillows; Leon throws them across the room. His desperate, heavy groans against your throat make you clench down hard as his hips pound yours.

Leon grabs your hand off his shoulder, guiding it to the base of his neck. His hair is getting longer, you think. He could use a trim.

“Pull,” he asks sternly. “Make it hurt.”

You know he’s distracting himself, delaying the inevitable spiral that comes after jobs like this. He grounds himself in his body for as long as he can, until he gets the chance to process every close call, every dangerous obstacle that almost ended your life and his. 

But in a few hours, you will see the light of another day, so you thread your fingers through the strands at the base of his skull and pull, holding tight as you ride with him to his high.

51 –

Leon still turns you on effortlessly. Even as he laid in bed, shirtless, hair tousled, reading glasses low on his nose, you can’t help but admire how beautiful he is.

He practically purrs as you crawl into his lap and push his book aside. Leon sets it on the night stand and stacks his glasses on top. His palms press into your lower back. “Can I help you?” His voice is low, husky—he’s getting sleepy.

You brush his bangs away from his eyes, the lamplight glinting on the strands of gray peppered throughout. “Mmhmm,” you hum, tucking a lock behind his ear.

You nuzzle into his chest, slotting yourself against his side. You feel his breathing, hear his heartbeat, and count yourself supremely lucky. As you set a rhythm stroking the hair back from his temple, Leon tangles his legs with yours. Nights like these are much more common now, and you’d earned them.

“Aw, hell,” he says, bracing you before flipping you over and rolling on top. His lips press hungrily to yours. “Guess I’ll see what I can do.”

divider by @cafekitsune

[arnos-rose]

ald1 kinks? let me know your thoughts abt plsssss

omg yesss this was so fun to make! i held back from yapping too much or this would get too long so here’s my headcanons! 

ALD1’s kinks

⋆˙⟡ Junseo

Junseo is a dominant-leaning switch.

One of the more vanilla members of the group, his kinks are not too out there. Often, he loves vanilla sex, being gentle and intimate with you, with lots of foreplay. 

If he’s topping, he wants to make you come at least once or twice before being inside you. Is lowkey proud when he’s able to make you come with just his hands or mouth.

However, he also really enjoys rough sex, especially after learning how much you appreciate his strength. If you enjoy being manhandled, he’s more than happy to toss you around, hold you down, and fuck you until you can’t walk straight. He’s not opposed to a little bit of impact play either. If you want him to, he’ll slap your ass and grab your hair. If you’re being naughty, he’ll put you over his lap for some funishment. 

On the occasions he does sub, he’s not above begging for you. In fact, he’s happy to do it, to show you how much he wants you. He’s not a brat and will do what he’s told, and is naturally inclined towards serving you. 

He enjoys mixing some praise in as well, telling you how pretty or handsome you are while he’s absolutely wrecking you. And he genuinely means it—seeing you coming completely undone because of him is one of his favorite sights.

Along with that, he loves to indulge in body worship, accompanying his praise with lots of kisses and caresses anywhere and everywhere. This also comes up a lot during aftercare especially after a rough session, where he’s totally attentive while taking care of you.

⋆˙⟡ Arno

Arno is also a switch, he could go either way. 

Very much into teasing you, whether dominant or submissive. Tease him back though, and he definitely will get payback for that later.

The definition of “beware the quiet ones.” He'll let his hands wander with the most innocent look on his face, and his dirty talk is for your ears only: soft kisses on your neck, the lightest of touches over your thighs, whispers of the lewdest things only you can hear just to get you flustered and blushing. 

Even though he’s such a tease, he prefers keeping your private activities private, and he's always careful to keep it subtle. When he finally gets you alone, though, it's like a switch flips and he becomes a complete menace.

He loves riling you up before you get what you want, testing your limits to see how far he can go before you’ll break. For that reason, he loves to observe how you react to what he says or how he touches you, filing away that information for future use. He loves to see you desperate and begging for him before giving in.

Sometimes testing your limits spills over into overstimulation. He loves getting to make you come as much as possible, and his high stamina means that could be a long time.

Aftercare usually consists of a shared bath and cuddles in bed. He'll appreciate it a lot if you offer to massage him, and more often than not he'll return the favor. During this time, he likes to be quiet together with you, letting you both calm down afterwards. 

⋆˙⟡ Leo

Leo generally leans more dominant. He's usually soft as a dom, but he does get into rougher territory at times.

He loves physical touch and quality time as a way to bond. When it comes to you, he loves to have you in his lap, cockwarming him while he's working on music or watching a series. Sure, he's not very productive and he can't quite concentrate with you on him, but he loves feeling so close and intimate with you. 

One of his favorite positions is having you face down, ass up, so he can spank you while fucking you from behind. Hearing how you moan for it, watching your flesh jiggle when he hits it, it’s addictive for him. He also loves having you ride him and getting to watch your body moving, touching you while you set the pace.

Lowkey has a bit of a breeding kink. He will never get tired of being able to come inside you and seeing it drip between your legs afterwards. The sight alone could get him hard again.

Loves giving and receiving oral, being able to use his talented mouth on you, or to feel yours on him, concentrating totally on each other's pleasure.

He’s also not opposed to using toys in the bedroom. He loves to hold you while a vibrator buzzes away between your legs, riling you up and making you fall apart for him. You could also share one with him and see how long you’ll both last. 

After, he needs to have skin to skin contact with you. He finds it comforting and he doesn’t care if you call him clingy, he just really loves being close to you. 

⋆˙⟡ Geonwoo

Geonwoo strongly prefers to be the dominant partner, and is one of the kinkier guys in the group.

Lowkey a bit of a sadist and very possessive. He loves marking you, leaving hickeys on your neck, chest, thighs—anywhere you’ll let him, bonus points if it’s somewhere visible. He wants people to know that you belong to him.

He is very into discipline, and has a particular love for brat taming. Try to brat this man, and he will have the time of his fucking life putting you back in your place. He also likes to push you to your limits, but instead of teasing, he uses punishment (or maybe funishment, depending on his mood).

To that end, he likes orgasm control, with him in charge of course. Being able to dictate your pleasure, for you to let him own it, gives him an incredible high. He can be very patient when he wants to be; don’t think he’s above edging you for hours until you cry. Test him, and it will be torturous, in the best way possible.

Has kind of a thing about making you cry. Whether from desperation or overwhelming pleasure, seeing those tears in your eyes makes it more exciting for him.

He also loves using degradation mixed with praise. You may be a pathetic, dumb slut, but you’re his pretty, pathetic dumb slut, taking him so well. If you’re good, you might even get his cock as a reward.

Since your sessions can get pretty intense, he’s also very mindful about aftercare. Snacks, cuddles, comforting words, he’ll give you whatever you need afterwards.

Reassure him that you liked what you did! He knows he can get rough and mean so he loves the reminder that you enjoy it too.

⋆˙⟡ Sangwon

Sangwon definitely leans more submissive. He loves being told what to do, whether bottoming or topping. After a long day, he likes being able to turn his mind off from overthinking and focus on pleasing you.

Something that secretly gets him off is exhibitionism. He likes to be watched, to capture attention. Put him in front of a mirror or a camera, and he’s already whining and needy. Maybe he’ll play it up a bit, but you make such a pretty picture of him, he can’t help it.

He also gets turned on at the idea of having sex somewhere risky, where you might get caught. Drag him off into a dark corner for a quickie and he'll be down.

He also loves to give and especially receive praise. He likes being told how pretty he is, and he loves to return that praise to his partner. Intertwine your fingers, look into his eyes, and praise him, and he's a goner. He also loves when you pull his hair, especially when he's between your legs. He'll moan into you like he's the one being touched.

He loves beautiful things, so seeing you in lingerie is a favorite fantasy of his, dressed all pretty for him for only his eyes to see, like his own special present. And if you got him a set too, he’d be putty in your hands.

Definitely appreciates words of affirmation, being told he did well afterwards. He'll hold your hand and tell you what he liked as a way to decompress. He also likes being quiet with you when the words run out.

tysm for reading! please consider commenting & reblogging 💜

also for anyone who read it, writing this def gave me some ideas for a pt 2 of my geonwoo fic! my asks are also open so feel free to drop a message 💜

[junemermaid]

anyway lately I've been thinking about the way fandom largely handles characters who are caretakers and protectors

because receiving care and help and selfless attention is considered desirable, and often the rightful due of the fandom/personal fave (because of whatever past trauma or horrors or lack of self-worth they're struggling with)

but apparently the characters that do the caretaking do not deserve interiority or agency, they're not interesting in their own right, their only function is to be there to dispense support and adoration for the fave

I don't want to totally flatten this to a gender issue, because there are other facets to it, but sometimes I want to ask: is there a particular reason fandom is uninterested in the perspectives of characters that do the helping/supporting/caretaking, and instead almost exclusively prefers the point of view of the recipient? and might it have something to do with the largely female coding of caretaking work (which is often devalued and difficult and poorly compensated in real life)?

though, also: doing this with two male characters doesn't remove the essential problem that only one of these characters is afforded real consideration as a (fictional) person

[imjunebitch]

hey guys! I wrote a screenplay!!! you can access it here:

acceptable forms of voyeurism screenplay

[Int. CHURCH] We open on a long, distant shot of the sanctuary of a church. A pastor is standing up front on the pulpit and the congregation

and listen to the soundtrack here:

SYNOPSIS: a weekend in a vaguely post-apocalyptic small town in rural Florida. hell on earth for people like us and like you. a storm is coming. a concert is also coming. we'd like to get out as soon as we possibly can, but with every moment "as soon as we possibly can" and "never" blur from two distinct points on a white expanse to a singular black spot, lines that appear parallel from up close but cross just ahead. there are cheap ways to get high. drink rich and deep. there is also a dog.

cw for: themes of abuse and bigotry, slurs, violence, death, death of an animal, drug use (lol), actions without consequences, undue consequences for good intended actions, religious horror, depictions of self harm, and florida

NOTE: there is little that irks me more than the widespread proliferation of the idea of "intellectual property" in writing. I have no legal claim over this work, it is yours to do whatever you like with it. I encourage you to give me credit as the original writer but I cant enforce it, really, can I? still I trust your good intent :)

SECOND NOTE: my last name is not actually Haitch. pseudonym!

[forelxsket]

The news about Samira being written off and Ellis becoming a recurring character is genuinely such a perfect example of how people view poc and especially woc as replaceable.

It is so disrespectful for the actors and their characters too because yeah I want to be excited that Ellis is on the main cast but it’s hard to feel that way when Mohan is not returning.

And I know some of you guys are saying “ofc she’s leaving are you even watching the show. It’s always said that she doesn’t belong in the er” now let me introduce to the concept of character arcs. In season one it’s shown that in the beginning she was criticized for being too slow (which I guess I understand especially it being an ER) but in the last episode you can see that she thrives in the fast paced environment while still retaining her caring and kind nature. All of season 2 has just been her getting belittled over and over and over again by Robby and I understand that something did happen over those ten months but if it ends with her still feeling that way or having no change to the attitude there is no character arc.

If you ended the show after season 2 episode one or if you ended the show after season 2’s last episode, there should be a change in the outcome for the characters. That’s what makes a show interesting and it’s disappointing to see that that doesn’t apply to Samira Mohan.

I also think this continual erasure of woc who show compassion in the ER (Dr. Collins, Kiara and now Dr. Mohan) is so telling to the way kindness is seen as a weakness. And yeah Dana is also kind but again as Langdon said, shes white so she will be fine.

Supriya Ganesh genuinely is so talented and I hope to see her more on screen. The way she handles press confusing her with the other woc on the cast is extremely brave and needed right now especially with the way people view brown people. I am sorry and sad to see her character written out.

I never see South Indian women (or brown women or even brown men) on screen ever. And even when they are shown, the compliment they are given is “wow you don’t even look brown/indian”. (See: Charlie xcx being called Latina because “she must be if she is such a baddie” as brown women are not seen as good looking, Divya Narendra from the Social Network being played by a non brown actor, every single instagram comment section being so fucking racist towards brown people).

With all that I was really hoping that we finally got a brown character that isn’t stereotyped, isn’t the butt of the joke, is just brown and that’s not a their entire personality. And it sucks that I don’t get to see her anymore.

Anyways I don’t think anyone will read all of this but this isn’t for that this is for me.

TLDR: I’m mad and sad

[junebugsinmay]

“Dabi presses his lips to the others neck, his heart aching with the need for more. It’s intimate and gentle, the way they’re trading kisses. A peck on the cheek for one on the temple. Hands rake through his hair, soothing the day long ache.

He pulls back, just for a moment, just long enough to stare into Hawks’s eyes. The villain lets his gaze linger on the angel in front of him. Divine red wings twitch as he runs a finger over his lovers mouth.

“Please don’t leave me again tonight” he begs, uncaring of how desperate he sounds in the moment. It’s a futile request but he asks for it all the same.

Hawks pauses, eyes flicking to the door. The commissions orders blare in his mind. Tonight is the last infiltration mission. After he leaves, he will fly to the HPSC and turn in the file of evidence he has against Dabi, Touya. He could stay, could push off the meeting til morning. Theres no reason to do it, but still his chest aches at the thought of ending this. This revolting relationship that he’s been forced into. Stockholm Syndrome, his mind supplies, it’s all a trick of the mind, he does not want to stay. He doesn’t want to lie in this bed until morning, watching the way that Dabi’s body rises and falls with his breaths, doesn’t want to kiss the supple curve of his jaw, doesn’t want to let the sweet scent of sweat and love cling to him any longer.

Hawks smirks at him, that terrifying knowing smile, and leans in to press their lips together. The villain chokes as the other deepens the kiss too soon. A hand reaches down to his thighs and every mournful thought is pushed aside as he nods into the other’s mouth.”

another little excerpt from my dabihawks fic. im having a lot of fun making hawks the one with commitment issues instead of dabi, i feel like that’s WAYYYY more accurate and definitely feels more true to my way of writing.

[junegoose]

For a second I was worried that the tone shift in my MSR fic would be too abrupt, but then I remembered this is an X-Files fic. Rapid and disorienting tone shifts are basically in the show’s DNA

[jexnmcrexu]

for y'all kevin lovers out there <3

Title: Growing Sideways

Rated M | 8.8k words | kevneil, implied kandreil

Summary:

“Does my touching you help?” Neil asked, so bluntly that Kevin flinched. Neil took his hand off Kevin’s face but didn't pull it back, just let it hover next to Kevin’s cheek.

And how was Kevin supposed to answer that? Saying yes was so beyond pathetic, so beyond dangerous, so beyond sensible, that he felt nausea rise up his throat just thinking about it.

But it was the truth. And try as he might, lying to Neil never worked.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/64216465