#this uhhh

[oharaehonmaru]

Fantasy AU | Naga- Yūji & Saseki ( @zantedeschia-praesul )

Oh, he despised this time.

His human shell, at least the entirety of it, just seemed wrong lately; his limbs felt uncomfortable - as if they were contained way too much. Certainly, that gave everything away early enough but Yūji wasn't able to do much about it.

His options seemed limited: staying inside the cabin, hidden from the outside. That or...going out to hunt for just someone. And as much as he liked his snake nature...he was domesticated enough to not follow that instinct.

So the tall man rested there, the body even larger now: a white tail covered in scales of iridescent nature was piled up beneath him to act as a comfortable place to relax somehow. Quite some delicate scales covered the ground after he shed them; showing off the inside of the cabin as his. His fangs bit his lip here and there as he tried to think of anything else...

Worst of all though, he even forgot to show up to the scheduled meeting with a new friend he found. It just was ..impossible like this..

[heartofjasmina]

gm jasmina. i’m (only slightly) so sorry but if you have the energy to indulge me, can I ask for some thoughts on big bro kakashi?

i’ll probably revisit with more of him on saturday. 😔

God, Big Bro Kakashi is gonna be my downfall

To others he was feared, his work with Itachi and his copy skills made for an intimidating figure.

So it made sense that no one dared to come near you, his precious little sister. Boys avoided you like the plague until you went to him crying, tugging on his arm and asking with a pout,

"Am I not pretty enough big brother? Am I really not likeable?"

He's immediately gathering you up into his arms, having practically raised you himself since your parents died and therefore learned how to be there for you emotionally as well as providing for you.

"Of course not sis, you're beautiful. They're just idiots who don't deserve you. I'm the only one who's gonna love you like you deserve." And yeah maybe he's a bastard for saying so but its true. He loved you with all his soul, it didn't matter that you were his sister. You were his love.

"Then love me, I- I want to be loved." You murmur softly as you look up at him, at his handsome face that was just yours to witness.

~

He was so gentle with you. His hands on your body made you burn with need, and you whined into his lips as he kissed you for the first time.

"It's all right, kiddo, I gotcha. I'm gonna love you right." He groans as he fills his hands with you, your luscious curves and your softness.

He has you cumming on his tongue first, riding his face like its your throne and making him growl into your wetness. How many nights had he dreamt of this? Tasting you, finally tasting your sweetness as you came apart.

But it was watching you take his dick for the first time that really made him lose it. "Made for me sis, fuck," He groans as he squeezes your soft thighs in his hands.

"You're made for me. Say it." He leans over you heavily his forehead resting against yours as your whine and moan, feeling his cock fill you to the brim.

"'m made for you, brother. Just for you." You cry out needily, clinging to his shoulders as he rolls his hips into yours.

"That's fucking right." He murmurs before starting to make love to you in earnest.

If you got pregnant, he thought, that would be just fine.

[y1xj]

NEW OC

His name is Cole(he/him)

Here's some sprites of him if you want them

[fandomfluffandfuck]

steve getting his crack waxed. (Steve claims it’s for bucky—it’s really for himself)

Aw, hell yeah.

*grumbles to myself* you said you wouldn't write on Tumblr during school and do your homework, you said you wouldn't take requests, well, before you said that you should've remembered that you're a liar and horny bastard.

That being said, I may have gone overboard here because... this struck something in me I guess:

Big!sub!Steve, feminization, rimming, & masturbation below the cut. With a side of waxing, of course ;)

I'm thinking the Steve who does this - getting himself waxed all over - is a pretty, clean shaven, fresh-faced, big sub Steve.

Reguarly he gets a lot of his body waxed - legs and chest/torso at least - ('cause the serum ensures that his body hair grows back too fast for shaving to feel worth it) seeing as he likes how it feels and how it looks to be completely bare. Plus in addition to his own feelings on it, Bucky's lips tracing down his chest, whispering about how fucking sexy his pretty pink, spreading flush is without the shadow of his body hair, is always a good motivator. As is the feather light touch of his fingertips over his completely smooth skin, sending shivers through his core, fanning the flames of his arousal. Bucky is really good at... convincing Steve into things. His reactions make Steve's head spin and usually also leave him orgasming hard enough to black out.

But either way, the first time Steve trusts someone to wax his crack as well as his balls and pubic hair around his cock too, it's originally for Bucky.

It's supposed to be a surprise, like the first time Steve fully waxed his legs and Bucky laid him out on their bed in payment. Getting him onto his back to touch and mouth and nip and lick at his smooth skin, from his ankles all the way up to his sensitive inner thighs, until Steve couldn't stop himself from tumbling over the edge, entirely untouched, his cock leaking wetly against his heaving stomach. Then when the next time he got waxed he had his chest done too... the second he was home, changing out of his clothes to shower and wash any wax remnants off himself, Bucky had found him. And then had him white-knuckling it on the sheets in no time, touching him all over, overwhelming him, but starting with a dangerous purr, "all smooth, huh, baby?"

And, yeah... Steve craves to hear that surprised and undeniably turned on tone again. Normally it's Bucky who surprises him, swaggering into their home like it's 1940 all over again and he's just slid out of a dance hall, smellin' like the last dregs of his cologne, cigarette smoke, whiskey, and some dames sweet perfume all up his collar- the smell just about as telling as lipstick smeared on his soft lips and handsome jaw and down his vulnerable throat would be; revealing said surprise before Steve can feel a swell of jealousy. Maybe he bought two bouquets, one for his date to keep heat off of them for livin' together, and one for Steve. Or maybe revealing some fresh produce that they shouldn't be able to afford. Some other special item that Steve is pretty sure is rationed for the war effort. Now though... it could be anything that Bucky pulls out as a surprise: a new toy to play with, something for Steve to wear while they play, or maybe another peice of fine jewelry that stakes Bucky's claim in a public appropriate way, maybe concert plane or tickets. Even traditional flowers- the prettiest ones he can find, no thought spared to if Steve might be allergic to those ones, or if their scent is too strong for him. Not anymore.

But, yeah, Bucky always surprises him. One of his love languages is leaving Steve red and stuttering. Usually red and stuttering with a throbbing erection.

And this was supposed to be a present for Bucky, a little surprise from Steve for once. Perhaps a selfish surprise because Steve wanted to hear his voice do that delicious thing again but...

Who can blame him?

Also who can blame him when he doesn't even make it that far-

Steve comes home, his skin prickling with how sensitive he is, and he hops in the shower as he always does after an appointment, floating on the gentle sensation of hands caressing and climbing high on his skin plus the mean pain of wax being torn off of him, taking any new grown hair with it. Ripping his nerves. Friction building sparks that with just the lightest of touches turns to a full out fire. But after he gets out of the shower - rinsing himself off from excess wax that wasn't caught or stray hair that didn't get wiped away after being ripping off - he spends the time to really indulge.

Especially this time. When it's supposed to be a gift for Bucky.

Steve spreads a lightly scented oil over his skin, warming it between his hands first because of the intense sensitivity of his skin fresh from a session as he is.

Steve can't help shivering, shuddering tip to tail as his hands rub the oil into his skin.

The oil thick, slick, and sweet smelling, leaving him with a glisten all over and an aroma delicious enough that hopefully Bucky will sink his teeth in and take a bite out of him. Carnal in his despire. First, Steve does his arms and chest and legs (from his toes to ankles to knees to hips) and then... when he finally rubs, no, he finally takes the little bottle of oil and directly drips some of it into his crack and fully, fully bare butt and then moves going to put on his underwear or hang up his towel, or whatever, it doesn't matter. Because Steve's world suddenly stops.

A blush heats his face, neck, and chest at what happens when he moves and is slick with oil all over. Bare and slick.

When he's shaved- waxed entirely between his legs, his asscheeks sliding against one another, he can feel the rub of skin on skin so much more than just when he's shaved himself.

It's so slick.

Steve wants to moan.

So naughty.

Steve's eyes suddenly flick to the pretty underwear he laid out for himself after his shower despite the sensation that is consuming him in the moment. The perfect wrapping paper for Bucky's surprise gift.

Silk.

Pink.

His gift that Steve knew would end with Bucky pushing him over the nearest surface to rip any fabric he had off of him and spit over his waxed, newly exposed, pink hole, and fucking him with his tongue so thoroughly that Steve's toes would curl and he'd begin to sob and be unable to not hump the bed or counter or peice of furniture under him until he clenched, wailing, around Bucky's filthy and wicked tongue...

Just standing there, cock swelling hotly, thighs clenching together, Steve can feel his plan unraveling.

The urge to grab that oil again and slick his own fingers up only to sink them as deep as he possibly can into himself, stuff himself as full as he can with four fingers, rises to the back of his throat. A craving. He wants to feel the naked, sensitive, and smooth feeling of freshly waxed skin on skin between his cheeks mixed with the heavy but smooth fucked-out throb of his own hole. He wants to try to move on trembling legs and feel his hole- puffy and destroyed from being so well fucked. So well used.

Steve swallows thickly. He wants to feel as full as he feels smooth.

But-

But Bucky.

Steve whines aloud, reaching for the panties laid out in wait on top of the bathroom counter with shaking hands.

He doesn't put them on. He can't.

Steve doesn't slip the silk up one leg and then the other, cupping his already throbbing erection tight to his overheating body between his unsteady legs. He just-

He balls the pink silk up into a ball, tension curling tight in him to continue with his denial.

With the fabric in a crumpled ball, Steve sucks in a breath as he begins to tease himself, gluttonous for the sensation. He doesn't even know why he's doing it- he just... has to. It's so much as he draws the silk up his thigh. It tickles and it's too much but also it's not enough. It's not enough, rubbing the balled up fabric against his hip now. His inner thighs. So close to where he wants it. Where he should want it but... kinda doesn't right now.

He doesn't want the silk over his cock when there's more... interesting places to feel it.

But he can't bring himself to do that just yet, so, with a shuddering breath, blood surging through his veins, flushing him and throbbing into his cock, Steve dares to drag the panties over his every rect cock. Also recently bare and irrestibly smooth around the base.

Oh.

Steve's eyes flutter shut. And he nearly falls back where he stands.

It feels so good.

But it's not enough either. His hole is aching for attention, he wants to be split open and just imagining Bucky fucking him like this- licking him like this weakens Steve's knees devastatingly. Knowing that, his other hand shoots out and grips the counter while the hand with his panties, the one he should be wearing, wearing for Bucky, but is instead dragging over his sensitive flesh.

Steve dares to drag them - his fucking panties - right over his hole. Between his cheeks.

Fuuck-

Steve's breath flies out of him in a guttural moan.

He's burning up.

Steve can hardly stay standing.

He imagines Bucky doing this to him. Ripping the panties off of him like a wild and uncontrollably hungry animal to get at his smooth and oiled, skin. He imagines Bucky teasing him for being so pretty, knowingly making himself irresistible so he'll get fucked, guaranteed. A greedy lil thing.

But when Bucky finally stops teasing him, petting him with the evidence of sluttiness, his panties, and stretches him open, too impatient to use his tongue now, and then splits him open on his cock... when he fucks him, Bucky would rail him until he cums. Emptying himself inside of him only to pull out and let Steve feel the knee-wobbling way hot, thick cum drips out of his hole and over his sensitive skin... God.

Steve whimpers out loud at just the fantasy. Just his imagination.

And in his imagination, Bucky would let him whine and cry - ready to cum at just that feeling, wet and ruined with cum - for only a moment. Ever a tease. Chronically. Before Bucky would find his ripped silk panties again... and he'd-

He'd wad them up like Steve has them balled up in his own fist and he would-

Fuck.

He would shove them up into his ruined hole. He'd stuff his cum back into Steve's body with his own panties and Steve would be able to feel that silk, wet and hot, right up against his most sensitive skin.

Steve whines, lower lip trembling between his teeth. Oh, God.

And before he even knows what he's doing, heart racing and skin flushed, crawling with arousal-

Steve has those panties encircling his cock, between his shaft and his fist, and is fucking them. Whining and spilling in a true fucking mess all over the bathroom floor as he sensually squirms- moving his hips side to side to relish in the slick feeling where he's waxed. Waxed where he's never been before. Smooth and pretty.

[buckleyblueyes]

so, we got a bit of jealous Carlos with that moment at the roller derby and I loved that. but what I would really love is some jealous TK. because I don’t think TK would be as in your face about it as Carlos is, I think he’d just be sort of passive aggressive about it. 

“who’s that guy you were talking to?” 

“oh, just someone from work.” 

“what were you two talking about?” 

“the case we’re on, why?” 

“oh, no reason...just curious. you seem to get along well. you guys ever hang out outside of work?” 

“we might get a beer after work occasionally” 

[faking indifference] “oh, really? you go out after shift together often?” 

[realizing TK is jealous] “not really, why? are you...are you jealous?” 

“what? no!”

[smirking] “you totally are.” 

“I’m not jealous, I am just curious about this handsome coworker of yours who you apparently go out for drinks with.” 

[sternly] “TK.” 

“I told you I’m not jealous.” 

[still smirking] “Then you won’t mind if I go out for drinks with him later?” 

[whining] “Babe!” 

[pulling out his phone] “Let me text him--” 

“Fine! Fine! I’m jealous!” 

[laughing] “You’re ridiculous.” 

“Says you, Carlos ‘his boyfriend is a cop’ Reyes.” 

“Okay, but that bartender was actually hitting on you.” 

“How do I know that guy wasn’t hitting on you?” 

“Well, for starters, I don’t think his wife would appreciate it.” 

“.....Wife?” 

“Wife.” 

“...Can we just...pretend this never happened?” 

“Hmm. Nah.” 

[strxnged]

sighs peacefully in i just drew cyborg!vernon on a whim

[lunafeather]

Wow your recent answer for Beth’s action it’s so true and it’s exactly my thought. Also when Beth invites Rio in her home it was the FIRST TIME he has been in her house with her permission! and she even wanted to feed him. Beth couldn’t be more obvious about her feelings for him.

I love the significance of her bringing him home! You’re right, it’s the first time she has invited him in, on her terms. I also feel like that is a big reason he was so nervous and awkward himself -- they are finally on equal footing, and she was essentially opening herself and her safe space up to him. She offered to feed him, puttered around cleaning up her mess, was just generally awkward and adorable and he was SO charmed by it.

Beth has never felt this way before, and I feel like that’s pretty clear. She never really loved Dean, and I don’t think she was ever really attracted to him. He was the first guy to ask her out and he was nice enough and he gave her attention she desperately craved -- she settled, hard.

But Rio? Beth is intensely attracted to Rio, mind and body. She never got to be a blushing teenage girl with a crush, and this was her opportunity to be just that -- AND SHE WAS. It was fucking cute as hell. That goofy smile as she says she ran out of bread, lord help me. If I wasn’t in love with Beth before, I would have been then. And I think Rio was experiencing the exact same thing. His responding smile was so warm and affectionate. When have we ever seen him like this?

Then, in the bedroom, her obvious nervousness. Her awkward shucking of her coat, her inching forward, her stilted removal of her boots. That tiny little corner twitch acknowledging her mismatched socks (don’t even get me started on Rio’s smile right there). Nervously brushing her hair out of her eyes. Then that big breath and coming forward. Making that choice to approach him, telling him “I want this. I am choosing this.” And him seeing that, and coming to meet her halfway.

A true fucking partnership, guys. This is everything I could have wanted. Everything. I am so in love with this scene, and I haven’t even gotten to the kissing!

Also, by the way, I caught the bedroom scene right when they left Beth’s kitchen. I was at a tech rehearsal for my show, and we went on break and I came in to see this part and started SCREAMING. My castmates literally came running lmao I was just.... squealing the entire time.

Anyway, Rio gets right up against her, chest to chest, and that’s his confirmation that he wants this too, and he puts a big ol’ underline on that sentiment by lifting his hand and brushing her hair off her face and trailing his finger down her cheek. And Beth is just GAZING at him. And she leans forward, and so does he, but he’s gonna wait for her to completely initiate because CONSENT IS SEXY and he is only gonna do this if he knows for 100% certain that she wants it and she has to prove it. So he inches forward (cause he can’t help it) and then her mouth touches his and he kisses her back, firmly, softly, letting her lead. And she pulls back cause HOLY FUCK THEY JUST KISSED AND IT WAS GENTLE AND SWEET AND AMAZING and she IMMEDIATELY goes back in for more like she can’t believe how great this is, like she can’t believe it’s happening and she kisses him again.

And when she pulls back this time she just stares into his soul. You guys. The look on her face. Her eyes were HUGE. Like, we talk about her big blue bambi eyes all the time, but no other time has ANYTHING on this.

I noticed, too, that her eyes stay closed for a long while, like she’s trying to soak up all these feelings she’s having, like she’s afraid to open her eyes because it might not be real, and Rio is gazing at her the entire time. And when she finally opens her eyes, and he’s still there? Rio looks at her mouth right when she opens her eyes and sucks his lip into his mouth and you can SEE the moment he snaps.

Anyway, please try to tell me these two don’t have feelings for each other. I dare you.