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REYLOS ARE GOING IN AND OUT OF THE THEATER THIS DECEMBER LIKE - PART II

(Part 2 of ?, 1)

anonymous asked:

oh mann i've been reading your writings for hours now hELP they're so good!!! I read one with julian/asra/apprentice in the same relationship and pls i need more of this polyamory in my life (perhaps gender neutral or she/her??? idk)

Anon, I’m only writing my MC, Finn, at the moment so I hope this is okay. 

NSFW


Finn pressed his thumbs into those perfect hipbones, Julian arching up off the mattress in response. He looked up, a pang of jealousy, of possession, coarsing through him as he watched Asra pull pale skin between his teeth, nipping and sucking at Julian’s throat, his hand travelling down, down that broad chest. 

Finn growled, grey eyes meeting Asra’s violet, and they both smiled. 

Asra laced his fingers through that riot of red curls, whispering something in Julian’s ear, his eyes never leaving Finn’s. Julian whimpered, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth and biting hard. His hips bucked again, gravitating towards Finn, towards that hot, slick mouth, his erection painfully hard, begging to be touched. 

Finn trailed a gentle touch down to the inside of Julian’s thighs, his knees shaking, quivering in response. He tipped his head back in ecstasy as Finn finally, finally tasted him, his tongue flicking out to brush over the flushed head of his cock, to lap up the wetness that had escaped.

Asra groaned at the sight of it, his eyes blown-black, nothing but lust there now. He tugged at Julian’s hair, jolting him forward to make sure he was watching what Finn was doing to him, to make sure that he could see, feel, everything. He pressed his bare chest against Julian’s back, his legs wrapped around his waist. 

Julian’s fingers twitched against the silky sheets, itching to grab, to touch, to… anything

“Don’t make us restrain you,” Asra hissed, noticing the doctors impatience, pulling Julian’s earlobe between his teeth and biting down once, his tongue quickly soothing away the sting. 

Finn parted Julian’s legs further, easing a slick finger inside slowly, so fucking slow that Julian’s chest began to heave, desperate, panting breaths falling from his lips. 

Finn ground down against the mattress, trying to ease some of his own desire as he pushed inside that tight heat, Julian’s cock still inside his mouth, his cheeks hollowed, sucking hard with every movement. Up, down, up, down. 

Asra groaned, Finn looking up at him just in time to catch him reaching down, his hand pandering between his thighs, those clever fingers curling around his shaft. Julian turned his head, watching Asra stroke himself, that flush upon his cheeks swirling ever darker.

Finn curled his finger, causing Julian to quickly snap his gaze back to him. “You’ll pay for that,” Finn smirked, quickly taking Julian back into his mouth. 

“P-please… I’m going to…” 

“Shhhhh,” Asra whispered, smiling into Julian’s hair, his voice breaking as he continued to stroke himself. “Be good, and you’ll be rewarded.” 

Finn removed his finger from inside Julian, kneeling and wrapping his hand around his own aching erection and Julian’s, stroking them together in delicious tandem. The three of them were close, so close now that he could hear the thumping heartbeats of the two men, their warm breath upon his skin. 

He leaned in, kissing Asra over Julian’s shoulder, before pressing his lips to Julian’s, swallowing his groan as he finally came undone, spilling out into Finn’s hand, onto his own stomach. Asra watched intently as Finn followed him, Julian finally able to break the rules, his hand flying to cover Finn’s, helping him with his final, shuddering strokes. 

Yes,” Asra whispered, voice thick, heavy. He watched the two men kiss, gentle, loving as they came down, then…


“Finn? Finn...”

Finn sat up with a jolt, panting and, fuck… really hard. He felt Julian’s hand upon his back, rubbing soothing circles on bare skin. 

“What is it? You were talking in your sleep…”

Finn flushed, the heat in his cheeks foreign. “Uhm… I was dreaming,” he smirked, quickly turning to Julian and catching his lips in a heated kiss. 

Julian chuckled, grasping at Finn’s waist as he straddled his hips. “Oh, uh… good morning?” 

nour386  asked:

Cryptid Rick

Rick Sanchez F-219

2-4 songs that are probably on their iPod

Barracuda - Heart, Bela Lugosi’s Dead - Bauhaus, I Want To Marry A Lighthouse Keeper - Melora Creager

the one place they sometimes end up falling asleep — where they’re not supposed to

Anywhere that isn’t under water really. Stan’s caught him asleep on the couch and had to toss him in a bathtub before his scales dry up one too many times. He does get away with sleeping wrapped up in soaking wet blankets in Stan’s bed occasionally. 

the game they’d destroy everyone else at

Water polo 

the emoticon they’d use most often

💦 I hate this answer

what they act like when they haven’t had enough sleep

He’s nippy when tired

their preferred hot beverage on really cold nights. or mornings. or whenever.

He doesn’t tend to like hot drinks. But like any Rick will drink just about anything with booze in it.

how they like to comfort/care for themselves when they’re in a slump

Eats human junk food and watches old horror movies with Stan. Or cloisters himself up in his underwater lab for a while and comes out hours later with some new invention.

what they wanted to be when they grew up

Human. When that didn’t work out, he decided a Paranormal Hunting Cryptid was a pretty great and ironic career path.  

their favorite kind of weather

When he’s on land he loves a good torrential downpour. He’d rather his sailor husband avoid sailing through so many deadly storms though.

thoughts on their singing voice (decent? terrible? soprano? alto?)

He sounds like an off key dolphin.

how/what they like to draw or doodle

He tends to get paper very wet, but has been known to enjoy painting abstract sea monsters with water colours.

YOOOOO so my personal Instagram is SO CLOSE to 1k followers which blows my mind, but it’s been fluctuating for DAYS and it’s driving me nuts 😂😂 if you give me a follow I’ll follow you back!! It would mean the world to me 😍

Disclaimer: this is a rant

Please, please, please, be financially independent. I dont care how well your relationship with your parents is, strive to be financially independent. If you’re a man or a woman, be financially independent. Save up to buy or rent your own place, save up for umrah, a new car, or marriage. Start from somewhere. 

gif making adventures

So trying to make some gifs of Kazuma from the second movie and he’s just too adorable?? And dorky?? I love it.

(Look at this pouty face. It’s my new reaction image.)

Now, a compilation of cute frames.

(Just letting you know, you can still request graphics or gifs of Kuwabara from me. Just saying.)

Is it too late to hop on the Darksiders OC train?

Try “Team Younger sibling (because younger siblings in this universe are the angriest ones)”

This Shelby if she survived longer than the first 4 minuets of the Apocalypse. Shelby goes full Death Metal in this AU, instead of her typical Power/Speed Metal. Her face is pained pale white while angry painted black tears pour down her cheeks. She’s fucking pissed.

Her weapon is a demonically possessed shield that calls itself Kelsh’Tha. It talks, it’s sarcastic, and it’s a total masochist.

Shelby enjoys beating the hell out of anything not human with anything she can get her hands on, usually with Kelsh’Tha. But her fists are strong too. She once broke Uriel’s nose by punching her in the face. 

She’s FUCKING PISSED!