Sorry This Took So Long - Blog Posts
I know it's been an ungodly amount of time since this post, but I just chugged some coffee and have a spare moment, so buckle tf up cause I got an order of poly smut for ye.
Head cannons for my favorite bois (with smut) :3
When you very first got together they had no problem with sharing you
It only became awkward when you wanted to get freaky with them at the same time
They're not technically related but they grew up together and it took a good fair amount of time to figure out how to work around that
One time while they had you spit roasted between them they made awkward eye contact
Donnie proceeded to gasp and shout "step bro, what are you doing to my girl?"
Mood immediately ruined after you and Donnie couldn't stop laughing
Leo left and refused to talk to either of you for two days
After many months they've figured out how to get in the swing of things
After lots of awkward moments and a fair bit of coaching on your end (as well as late night conversations that no one wants to have with their siblings), they've made it to this moment
Started off with you cuddling between them while watching spooky movies
Your head was on Donnie's chest while your legs draped over Leo's
The raunchy, over exaggerated sex scene starts playing
You declare that the noises the girl is making are way too fake
"They're supposed to sound like this"
*moans loudly next to Donnie's ear*
Honestly what were you expecting to happen??
The movie is now turned off, while y'all are turned on 😌
So now you're stark naked in front of them while they stare you down with hungry eyes
They continued letting their gazes roam your body hungrily, each with a hand on one of your knees to keep you from hiding your core from them. Neither of them have taken off a single piece of clothing and your cheeks are burning from embarrassment.
"What are we going to do with you?" Leo asks, and you know he isn't looking for an actual answer from you.
Donnie licks his lips as his gaze stays glued to your core. "She moaned right into my ear, so I think it's only fair that I get a taste of her first."
They make eye contact then and you hold your breath, waiting for the awkward tear away.
Instead, the air grows even heavier with arousal as they seem to reach a wordless agreement. No one knows why or how, but something about the tension and the way your already splayed open for them has them uncaring for the awkward implications for once.
Leo sits next to you, a hand roaming up your thigh before skipping to your chest and massaging it between his thick fingers. His lips press against yours softly, surprising you, but you lean fully into it as his other hand comes to cup your face.
When he pulls back you can see arousal deep within his ocean blue eyes and the look leaves you breathless. Leo then grabs your hips and you gasp, fully expecting him to sit you against his clothed arousal.
Instead, he places you between his legs facing his brother; his thick hands wrapped under your thighs to spread you open.
You know struggling is useless against his strength, but you still find yourself attempting to close your legs to hide your wetness.
"Now now hana. You know there's no point in struggling when we both want you. We wouldn't want to have to punish you now would we?" Leo tisked next to your ear huskily. "Especially not with Donnie eating you up with his eyes like that."
You look up to meet Donnie's heated golden stare. Knowing both of your lovers had such carnal looks on their handsome faces only made you wetter, and you whimpered as the cold air met with the wetness between your legs.
Before you could blink the purple turtle was between your legs, glasses torn from his face and tossed onto the couch next to you. With Leo's hands keeping you spread open he used his to part your folds and inhale your delicious scent before gently licking at your clit.
Your head landed against Leo's shoulder as you gasped at the feeling, but almost immediately you yelped as the turtle between your legs bit your inner thigh.
"Fucking look at me while I'm eating you darling," Donnie demanded, and your eyes opened to meet his commanding stare from between your legs. "Good girl," he crooned and you whimpered as his words fed the flame in your core.
Without wasting another moment he was eating you out like a man starved. You bit your lip to hold back your moans as you kept your eyes locked on his obediently.
When a single thick finger was pressed against your entrance you moaned lewdly. "Careful baby, you don't want the others to hear us do you?" The voice behind you was laced with lust and you could feel the hard length pressing into your back through his jeans. "Any minute now they could finish their workout and turn off that loud music, and then what do you think they would hear, hm?"
Donnie chuckled as he came up for air. "They'd hear our sweet girl begging to be filled like a bitch in heat."
You gasped as he shoved his finger fully inside of you, only further proving their point as your noises increased.
"Fuck hana, you sound so sweet. Make me want to just," your head was pulled to the side as he spoke right against your ear, "bite you and mark you as mine."
The feeling of his teeth against your neck had you cumming unexpectedly against Donnie's face. He slurped up your essence without question before lifting his head and licking his lips. "God I forgot how fucking dirty you are. And you didn't even look away once? I think you deserve a reward," he praised as he stood and shed his pants, cock already out. How had you not heard his belt?
Donnie snatched you from his brother to allow the other to strip as he placed you down against the couch cushions. "Tell me what you want baby," he teased as he kissed your face.
Unable to find any words you simply tilted your head to present the opposite side of your neck to where Leo had bitten you. The taller brother let out a laugh. "You want me to mark you too? Oh darling you really are our dirty girl."
As he dipped his head to run his nostrils against your neck you made eye contact with the now naked man behind him, staring at you with just as much intensity as before. You really needed to figure out what was different this time around because you'd been pent up for months, and now you were whining and desperate for them to ruin you, no matter the consequences.
A deep inhale came from against your neck. "Fuuuck, you smell devine." Donnie growled before sinking his teeth into your skin.
Leo caught your lips with his before a moan could slip through and he swallowed it happily with a churr. After a moment the kiss turned downright sinful, his tongue invading your mouth and coaxing more sounds from deep within your throat.
When he pulled away you whined at the lack of presence only to have a hand cover your mouth. "Shhhh," Leo said, a finger to his lips, and you all grew quiet as you listened.
The music in the background had stopped and footsteps could be heard just outside of the TV room. Oh shit, had they heard you??
The brothers shared a look before grinning and looking back down at you. "How quiet do you think you can stay baby girl?" Donnie asked.
Oh.
Oh fuck.
You prayed to anyone listening that you wouldn't be caught, but you couldn't deny the heat that grew in your lower belly at the thought.
And then they were both on you.
Hello! I just found your blog and may have been scrolling through your posts for about an hour now 😅 I, like you, have a soft spot for both Donnie and Leo, soooooooo, how about some smut with both of them in a poly relationship??
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I'm so sorry but I just saw this, I moved and took extra shifts to be able to pay rent, but now that I'm quarantined I'll try to whip up a one-shot/headcannon list for you. Let me know if you have anything specific you'd like to see! 😊
This is a picture of Toph and Korra standing next to eachother and wearing matching shirts that say "I love sluts". The word love is represented by a heart symbol. One of Korra's hands is extended toward the camera in a hand sighn I do not know the meaning of or terminology for, and since I am already taking to long on this will not try to describe. Gor that I apologize. Korra's other hand is over Toph's shoulder. Did I mention they are wearing sunglasses yet? Because they are wearing sunglasses. (Does anyone know Korra's last name? I don't know it or where to look for it.)
They would.
𝐿𝑢𝑑𝑤𝑖𝑔: Mmnh... Yes, in fact I'd say it's vone of my favorite desserts.
яσу: ... ... ... No.
ꙆᘜᘜƳ: Wait- apple pie's a real thing??? I thought it was just something made up for cartoons and stuff!!
ᥕᥱᥒძᥡ: Yeah, it's fucking disgusting and shouldn't exist.
ᥣׁׅ֪ꫀׁׅܻ݊ꩇׁׅ֪݊ ꩇׁׅ֪݊ ᨮׁׅ֮: YES!!! It's SO delicious! I mean- not as good as pumpkin pie but STILL!!!
Larry: Pffft, don't be ridiculous, everyone knows you can't turn apples into a pie, you can only make them into applesauce and apple juice.
ოօɾԵօղ: Yeah!!! I've tried apple pie before, it's delicious!! In fact, I like all kinds of pie! Apple pie, pumpkin pie, key lime pie, pecan pie, cherry pie, coconut cream pie, Boston cream pie, banana pudding pie, and I also like-
яσу: Shut the hell up.
ოօɾԵօղ: ... ... ... :(
*hugs Morton* hi, cutie
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ოօɾԵօղ: hi!!
Callisto’s face lit up with a wide grin--a rare occurrence for the quiet child.
“Wow, I--it’s perfect!” They burst out, skittering forwards to hug Toriel tightly. Their socks slid a bit on the wooden floors, but they didn’t fall. In truth, Callisto hadn’t even remembered today was their birthday, and they were all the more touched that Toriel had.
“Vanilla’s my favorite. Thanks, Tori.” It’d been awhile since someone had done something so kind for them. It was not that their foster parents had been terrible... They just didn’t do kind things without reason. But they were good people. hey were good people.
Callisto wrapped their arms right around Toriel, although, being smaller than her prevented their arms from making it all the way around her middle.
Toriel snapped her paw. It didn’t make a proper sound, but it worked for the effect she wanted. The light overhead turned on, and all of her had work over the night was lit up. She picked up the burned-down cake candle beside the food and placed it on top, using the fire magic to light it.
‘Happy birthday, my child!’ the boss monster exclaimed, searching the child’s face. ‘I know it is not much, but it was as good as I could get while you were asleep. I hope you like vanilla?’ Toriel asked, the fire magic in her palm now extinguished. She gestured towards the cake, smiling.
From the kids that had come before Callisto, Toriel knew some of human customs. Like having children blow out candles on their birthday cakes; to be honest, it was a pretty nifty was to celebrate.
Jimmy stood in the doorway, his usual confident demeanour softened by concern as he looked at Thomas. He took a step inside, closing the door gently behind him.
"Ah, Mr. Barrow, you know me well enough. I don't need much of an excuse to avoid working," Jimmy replied with a lopsided grin. He moved closer, pulling up a chair beside the bed and sitting down, his eyes scanning Thomas's face and the still-healing bruises with genuine worry. "How are ya holding up?"
He leaned back in the chair, trying to appear casual but unable to hide the tension in his posture. "Can't imagine how boring it must be, stuck in 'ere all day. I brought you something to read, thought it might help pass the time," he said, pulling a small book from his pocket and placing it on the bedside table. He wasn't about to admit, he'd popped down to Thirsk to buy the book as he had nothing in his own room to lend to the male.
Jimmy's expression softened further as he met Thomas's eyes. "I know it's been rough, what with everything that happened… and, well, how I've been. I'm sorry, Mr. Barrow. I truly am. But I'm 'ere now, and I wanna help in any way I can. You need anything, you just let me know, alright?"
He reached out, a hesitant but warm gesture, patting Thomas's arm lightly. "And don't worry about the work. Mr. Carson won't miss me for a few minutes. Besides, Mrs Hughes said that I could come and see you."
after the events at the thirsk fair thomas was healing up well, although he had mostly been sleeping for the first few days. a week in, the smaller of his cuts had begun to heal, bruises turning from angry purple to a sickly shade of yellow. it would be another three weeks before he could fully return to work — his cracked ribs ensured that, the pain down his left side was still almost unbearable at times, the skin still tender, mottled purple bruising in the shape of a boot betraying where the thugs had kicked him.
still, for all the pain and trouble, at least thomas had gotten something out of the whole affair. jimmy kent was to be his friend again... after a year of snide remarks, cold shoulders and avoidance that hurt almost as much as the physical beating he'd recieved at the fair, each and everyone one like a punch to the heart... things were okay now, between them, things had been set right. and that had to account for something, at least.
but, right now, thomas was bored. a week of bedrest and he had seen enough of his small attic room to last a lifetime. he wanted to get up, he needed to shave, he wanted to have a proper bath, he wanted something to do. sitting up was a struggle, the metal cot groaned and creaked under the shifting of his weight, aching muscles screaming in protest as the underbutler slowly moved, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and bracing himself for a moment. the pain in his ribs spiked and twisted, causing a sharp hiss to escape from between his teeth — his stomach churned and he felt sick, worried for a moment that he'd become reacquainted with his breakfast...
there was a short knock at his door before it opened, and thomas glanced up at his vistor, his friend, and couldn't help the slight smile that tugged at his lips, small and questioning.
❝ ... jimmy...? shouldn't you be workin'? ❞
plotted starter ~ jimmy kent ; @littledaydreamers
jackforeman:
WHO: jack foreman & @goldenboyrichards WHERE: walking out of the hawkins forest lol
This wasn’t the first time that Jack and Adam had been together and not known where they were in the morning, but this time, it was different. This time, they were walking out of the fucking forest, and he had no clue where they were. It wasn’t easy to get lost in Hawkins, but something felt different, like he’d hit his head or suffered the worst hangover of his life. What the hell had they been doing, throwing a party in the woods? It wasn’t something that the two did often, not when they had each other’s houses to do that.
“Dude, what the fuck?” he asked as they stepped onto the road. His clothes looked like they’d been raked through the mud about ten times, and his legs felt like they hadn’t walked in years. He was sore, and it was like he’d just been beaten up. “Where the fuck are we?”
Jack turned toward Adam, who looked about the same that he did, and shook his head. Something had to be off. “I don’t have my car here, man, I don’t even know where it would be Did someone drop us off? Maybe we should head to Melvald’s and ask to use the phone or something. I don’t want to go to the police and get drug tested or something. I don’t know, you got any better ideas?”
Adam didn’t usually get this drunk. In fact, he couldn’t actually remember a time when he had blacked out completely like this, to the point where he didn’t even remember the last thing that he remembered. Every part of his body was sore, but maybe that was from sleeping in the forest? Or maybe he and Jack had truly done something stupid, like got dragged into a fight with other guys or something?
He had no clue, but at least he wasn’t alone. That might have been even more disorienting. His clothes were a mess, and he was pretty sure there were multiple leaves stuck in his hair, but at least he was mostly okay. “I have no clue, dude,” Adam shook his head at Jack’s question. “I don’t remember anything. Do you?”
At the mention of a car, Adam’s face fell. Shit. If only one of them had driven here, but given the fact that neither of the cars were anywhere to be seen, it was unlikely. Walking all the way back would suck, but maybe it would give them time to remember something. “I guess? Must have, because I don’t think we would have walked all the way out here for a party.” Maybe Cole had, or one of the other guys from football. But then, why had they left them? Why not wait for them to wake up? “Who should we call?” He asked Jack, raising an eyebrow. “I don’t remember doing drugs, dude. Do you think we were drugged?” That worried him a lot, but it made more sense than straight laced, wholesome Adam Richards taking something stronger than weed.
☽ 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋 ☾ @rathalascendant
𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐏 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊, 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒, 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍. The same despair that threatened to consume him, hiding like a coward amongst the mushroom trees and caves, away from his failures. With Spyro's disappearance, it felt like the red dragon had FAILED once more. He couldn't let the darkness control him once more, he couldn't give up on Spyro. The ANCESTORS shall look after him, keep him safe. In the meantime, Ignitus did the best he could in the war against the darkness.
The guardian of fire adorned in his old armor for the first time in ages, REBORN anew after hours of polishing. Trekking through the swamp, he continued his search. SECURITY, patrolling due to the temple's weakened defenses, all lies he told himself, to convince he was not searching for the purple dragon. That was until the snapping of a twig robbed the dragon from his thoughts, orange eyes falling upon a small creature who managed to sneak up on the guardian. Curious, he lowered his head to get a better look. 〝 It is not safe out here, friend, 〞
@blackvials / fantasy sc.
“ you’ve been sneaking around here an awful lot lately. ”
observation comes from some distance behind the assassin, where shiro stands next to a large tree, arms folded and a stern, SUSPICIOUS look set across his features. while, granted, the guy is good at leaving few traces, it’s near impossible to escape the nose of a werewolf. a few glimpses have been caught here and there but, for the most part, shiro has only caught SCENT of the stranger through the woods lately. he’s glad to finally have an opportunity to CONFRONT him.
“ mind explaining your purpose here? ”
if he had to wager, he’d say this guy has no idea there’s anyone living this far out in the forest, but he’ll be damned if he takes any risks. the last thing he and dox need is someone out here ACTIVELY LOOKING for them, regardless of reason.