#2k cam girl

[stuff-i-wanna-post]

Tiffany Teen

[oreo-creampie]

𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢, 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮, 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮, 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨, 𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚; 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: cam girl!!reader, gangbang, bondage, fingering, face fucking, dacryphilia, choking you with their cocks, light anal with a tip dragon’s tongue, taking nude pictures, degradation/praise/light mocking, pain kink, biting, toji slaps your face with his cock, begging, bdsm

oreo: couldn't stop thinking about this idea of them finding out reader is a cam girl and filming with her, I’m thinking of making this a mini series of them filing various acts with the reader, y’all down for that?

The dark red rope binding your wrists to your ankles, strapped and held apart by a short bar. Looping over your shoulders forcing your back into an arch, keeping your head up. You're vulnerable and small surrounded by five massive men.

He glances at the stream's rising numbers, two hundred becoming five becoming one thousand. “Damn these people are fast n' horny, did y’all miss your -what is it-" he smirks, "Princess Buttercup that much?”

Glancing at the chat, gushing in their excitement already suggesting various things for the group to do to you. Toji reads aloud, “Thought she filmed alone only? Release the princess at once?" Wiggling his phone at the camera. "The fuck is this bullshit? I'm cummin' in her cunt and then again on her face 'cause fuck you.” Slapping your ass, tossing his phone onto the middle of the bed.

"More!" Your body lurches forward with the force of Toji's next slap. Crying Satoru stuffs his veiny cock deep into your mouth, choking you. Quickly pumping his hips, his balls hitting your chin.

Satoru croons “Ya'll hear that? Our demanding bratty Princess wants more.” Gliding his cock out. "Tell everyone in chat what you want us to do to you.” Stroking his cock, coaxing out thick pre cum he smears on your lips.

Licking the pre-cum off your lips, looking up at Satoru. "Anything ya'll want, fuck whatever hole you want! Please I wanna be y’all’s cum dump!" Sticking your tongue out, moaning when he stuffs his veiny cock deep into your mouth.

Choso slides two thick fingers along your lips, wetting his fingers. “Let the audience know our safe word, and color system to ease anyone’s worry.” Smearing your slick onto your puffy, sensitive clit. Gently swirling his thumb around your tight hole.

Satoru loudly moans, fucking your mouth with deep, quick strokes. His balls hit your chin. "Nnn fuckin' slut, your mouth is so fucking wet and hot. Your lips are so damn beautiful wrapped around my cock. Nn that's it, beautiful slut." Groaning on his cock, another warm fatter cockhead nudges your cheek smearing pre-cum.

Satoru slips his cock out with a loud pop. "It's mocha to start aftercare, red for a break, yellow for slow down, green for good." Turning your head, mouth open, tongue out, eager to suck on the cock next to you. Taking Sukuna's thicker cock with a moan, his thick cock muffling the sound. A puffy vein glides along your soft tongue with each quick rough thrust.

Choso gently nudging past your lips. You'd moan from the pleasure of his thick fingers filling you up. "Good girl, your cunt's so tight n soft 'round my fingers." Gradually pumping his fingers faster, curling them. Your cunt clenching when he brushes your sweet spot.

Sukuna glides his cock out; you don't have time to catch your breath before Satoru stuffs his cock in. Your computer reads out. "Cumguzzler3 donates 600: white haired one moans like a whore, what's his channel. Or will this become a group channel, I'd pay to see ya'll using her as the house’s glory hole."

Followed by; "Dopedaddy42069 donated 1k: Any1 who cums in her ass gets 2k. She started experimenting with her ass. She has several drawers full of toys; u can find something." You hear a few drawers open.

Suguru wonders, "What should be the first thing we stuff up her ass?" The bed shifts when Toji gets up, joining Suguru by your large drawer. He pulls out a part of a dragon's mouth. Open with its long thick tongue slimming down to a small point. Ridges on the bottom offer another challenge besides the tongue's thickness.

Holding it up between Suguru and himself. "What 'bout this thing? Wonder how deep our pretty whore can take it." Suguru grabs the lube, squirting a generous amount onto the tongue's small tip. Toji smears it down its thickening length, walking over back to where you're hogtied at the edge of your bed.

Satoru and Sukuna are taking turns with fucking your mouth. Choso is restlessly stroking your sweet spot. Trembling, unable to close to legs or twist your hips away. You haven't even cummed yet the pleasure is too intense.

Suguru grabs the camera off its stand, "We have to take turns holding the camrea, I want to be able to jerk off to this later without ya'lls pale ass cheeks getting in the way from it being on a stand still." Your eyes are burning with tears when Satoru pulls his cock out.

You're gasping for air, your lungs burning, a few tears trickling down your cheeks. Sukuna fists his cock faster, your cunt clenching from the slick sound. “Aw our slut is cryin’ already!” He glides his thumb over his head, smearing pre-cum over his head. Sticking your tongue out for Sukuna to easily fuck your mouth.

Satoru suggests, "Let's take a few pictures, I want to change out my Home Screen and background. " He gets his phone, passing Sukuna's to him. He grabs a handful of your hair, holding your head still forcing his thick, veiny cock deep into your mouth.

Holding still with his cock stuffed deep, your nose touching the short dark patch of hair above his cock. Flashes go off as Satoru and Sukuna take pictures. "Dommymommy09 donated 600: post the pictures I'll pay more for them."

You’re getting off on how their taking pictures as you’re cumming on Choso’s thick fingers, with your mouth stuffed full of Sukuna’s cock. So many people are watching, touching themselves, wishing they could be you in between five beautiful, horny, muscular men.

Choso slips his phone out of his gym shorts. Recording the mess of your beautiful cunt getting sloppier. "She's gonna be on the verge of passing out when we are done with her." Choso roughly bites your cheek, groaning when you cry around Sukuna's cock.

Kissing the sharply stinging when before fully pulling away. Slapping your ass, Sukuna glides his cock out, the soft ridge of his head dragging along your tongue. Swirling your tongue around him when he pauses. “Fuck that’s it, cock hungry slut suckin’ on me like that.” Loosening his hold on your hair, letting you bob your head. Spit dripping down your chin.

Choso glides his fingers out, sticking them in his mouth sucking them clean. Suguru gets behind you, giving everyone a close up of your sloppy cunt. Spreading your lips apart. “Look at her poor little cunt clenching nothing.” Choso takes the camera from Suguru, wrapping his hand around his cock.

Smearing his pre cum with thumb, Choso bites his bottom lip trying to keep from moaning right next to the mic. Holding the camera steady, recording the mess Toji, Suguru, Satoru and Sukuna are making of you.

Suguru lines his cock up, slamming his thick, veiny cock into your sensitive, tight cunt. Groaning, taking the toy from Toji, nudging the tip of the dragon’s tongue into your ass.

Sukuna glides his cock out, letting Toji take his place in front. Toji slaps you across the face with his fat cock. Moaning with your tongue stuck out for Toji to use your mouth. “Looks like I’m cumming on ya face first, before I stuff your pretty little ass.” Stuffing his cock into your sore mouth, stuffing his head in deep.

"Lovefatpussy7 donated 300: seeing her play with herself makes my cock hard but I want to see her get treated like the whore she is."

"Spookygothybitchy69 donated 900: first time taking a cock on camera and it's a group, get it girl, i'm dripping wet n’ wishing I was you”

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Cam girl!reader x group m.list

[tyuns-world]

⌞ My personal cam girl ⌝

Pairing: Camgirl!reader x taehyun

Genre: smut

Warnings: 18+ (MDNI)

Summary: Taehyun has an obsession with his favorite cam girl but can he be cured of it when he runs into a cute stranger.

Wc: 2k

Taehyun was an ordinary man with a seemingly typical life. He worked diligently in marketing and maintained a regular exercise routine. His good looks did not go unnoticed, as he frequently received compliments on his attractiveness. Despite this, he was never seen with a romantic partner, and his sex life was virtually nonexistent.

The reason behind this was Taehyun's secret struggle: he wasn't just addicted to pornography; he was obsessed with a particular cam girl. It was a sticky situation for him, having to hide his sexual deviancies. His room was a shrine to you, with posters and signed postcards framed and displayed all over his walls and nightstands. He could never let anyone into his room because of this, keeping it locked at all times when guests are over. Who would ever understand his need to worship such a goddess?

He watched your streams religiously, never missing a single one. Even if a stream coincided with an important event, he would simply cancel the event to stay home and watch you. He followed all your social media accounts and was always the first to like your posts, the biggest gifter, and the most active supporter. You knew his username by heart, thanks to all the donations and gifts he had given you. A sense of pride and joy filled his body whenever you said his username to thank him. The only problem was that his favorite goddess remained faceless, always adorning elaborate masquerade masks during streams and in pictures.

As usual Taehyun finds himself out shopping for a new gift to give his goddess. You tend to love plushies more than the sex toys you're often gifted, a trait he finds utterly charming. As he spots a huge Rilakkuma plushie that he knows would be perfect for you, another hand reaches for it at the same moment.

"Oh, I'm sorry," says a sweet voice. Taehyun looks down to see an absolutely adorable girl. Her braided hair is tied up with a cute pink bow, and her bright, round eyes are accentuated with charming eyeshadow. Her dark skin looks soft to the touch, and her wide, cute nose adds to her endearing appearance. Her lips are plump and glossy, enhanced with alluring lipstick. She's wearing an outfit that Taehyun is certain he has seen before. "Oh no, it's okay. I'm sure there's another one I can get. You can have this one," Taehyun says, taking the plushie off the shelf and handing it to the girl. He's never found anyone this cute—besides his goddess, of course—and it's making him nervous. What is he doing, giving away the perfect gift for his goddess? The girl takes the plushie from him, and her eyes light up with happiness.

"Cute," Taehyun murmurs, taken aback by his own words. He tenses up, his heart racing.

The now embarrassed girl hides her face, her eyes peeking shyly over the big plush.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's just—" Taehyun starts to ramble, his words tumbling out in a rush.

"No, it's okay. Um, thank you for the plush..." she trails off, waiting for Taehyun to introduce himself.

"Taehyun," he finishes, his voice softening.

"Well, this is a bit forward, Taehyun, but can I have your number? I mean, maybe we can have joint custody," the girl giggles, her laughter like honey to Taehyun's ears. He's never been this taken by anyone before, except his perfect cam girl. This girl is so different—more cutesy and shy—whereas his goddess is confident, sexy, bold, and a mistress in her own right. Her soft demeanor is a stark contrast, making his heart race even more.

"Yeah, sure, here's my contact information." Taehyun isn’t sure why he’s following this girl's whims, but her aura makes him want to do anything for her. After they exchange numbers, the strange cutie toddles off to pay at the counter. Taehyun smiles to himself, thinking about how adorable she looks, until he notices a problem at the register. He hurries over. "Hey, what’s up?" he asks the girl.

She looks at him, clearly upset. "I forgot my wallet. I’m such a ditz, and the cashier says they can’t hold it for me," she says, her voice trembling on the edge of tears. All this over a plushie—she must really love them. "It’s fine, I’ll pay. You can give me half later since we have joint custody," Taehyun says with a reassuring smile.

"Are you sure? The guy says it's $250," she says, looking at him worriedly.

"Yeah, I've spent more on a plush," Taehyun laughs it off, paying the cashier and starting to hand over the plushie. The girl stops him. "No, no, you can have the first week until I pay you back. Then our son is mine," she insists with a playful smile. Taehyun barely has a chance to respond before she leaves the store, waving his number in the window and mouthing, "I'll text you," before disappearing into the crowd. He watches her go, the playful exchange leaving him feeling lighter and more excited than he had in a long time.

It has been exactly a week since then, and Taehyun is starting to wonder if she'll ever contact him. He tells himself he'll be perfectly fine if she doesn't; he can always go back to his original plan and gift the plushie to his favorite cam girl. Sitting in his apartment, he eats a sad dinner of buldak and spam when a ping comes from his phone. He checks it excitedly, hoping it might be the cute stranger. His heart sinks a bit when he sees it's just a notification for a random live stream from you.

He shakes his head—how could he be disappointed when his goddess is doing an extra live for her fans? He abandons his dinner, bolting to his room to set up the stream on his PC for better quality. "Hello, my pups. Today, I have sad news for all you degenerates. I will be taking a hiatus to focus on some other stuff, but don't worry, I'll send out this month's care package and this stream will be extra steamy because I know whatever I do, y'all will like it." The stream is indeed steamy. Taehyun almost pathetically came without even touching himself. You were just so sexy and knew exactly how to move your body, captivating him completely. The way you move, the sultry tone of your voice, and the seductive looks you give the camera hold him spellbound, making him forget everything else.

When your stream ends, Taehyun finds himself rewatching it to get off. He can't do it when you're live; he has to focus entirely on every movement you make. As Taehyun strokes himself through his boxers, his arm flexing, showcasing his muscular stature, with pants long discarded halfway through the stream, he finds himself imagining the face of the pretty girl he saw over your covered one. Thoughts of her glossy lips wrapping perfectly around his hard cock flood his mind. He envisions the seductive scene, imagining how sexy it would be to reduce her to a ruined mess beneath him. The image of her innocent eyes looking up at him, filled with desire, fuels his arousal. That night, he comes harder than he ever has before, his body trembling with the intensity of his release.

While tidying up, another notification buzzes on Taehyun's phone. Glancing at it briefly, he's surprised to find a new number texting him: "Where shall we meet to discuss our 'joint custody'?" Hastily wiping himself clean, he discards the tissue and rubs his sticky hands against the bottom of his shirt. With trembling fingers, he responds, "There's a cozy café near the store where we met. How about meeting there?" Anxious for her reply, Taehyun nervously bites his nails until his screen illuminates with her response: "Sounds perfect! See you there tomorrow at 3."  

Today is the day—Taehyun keeps reminding himself it's not a date with the pretty girl; it's just a talk. While tossing and turning last night, thoughts kept him up, and Taehyun realized he never caught her name, and curses himself for not asking.  Whilst gazing at his reflection in his coffee cup, fussing with his bangs for the umpteenth time, a sweet voice perks him up. "Hey, hope you didn't wait long." Taehyun smiles up at the pretty stranger, taking in her appearance. She's wearing a stunning red dress, her makeup more glamorous than their first meeting. 

"No, I haven't been here long," Taehyun lies. He's been here since the cafe opened at 11 am, though he won't admit it. "I see you brought the goods," the charming woman says, gesturing over to the huge, hard-to-miss bear seated right next to him. "Yep, just as promised," Taehyun smiles. She settles into her seat as the waiter approaches. Opting for the only tea on the menu instead of coffee, she leans in to whisper to Taehyun, "I'm not much of a coffee person." "Oh no, I could've picked a different place," Taehyun furrows his brow, angry at himself for never asking what she would prefer as their meeting place.

She lets out a laugh that's like music to Taehyun's ears. "Don't fret, it's okay," she reassures him, her hands briefly squeezing his before retreating to her side. "Okay, so I only have cash. I hope that's okay," the pretty woman in red starts to pull out a thick envelope, drawing some curious glances as she prepares to hand it over. "Um, I think it's best if we wait," Taehyun nervously says. The woman looks around and catches the hint quickly, putting the money back into her purse.

"How about we go to your place for the exchange? Do you live nearby?" she asks, her eyes shining with anticipation. Taehyun hesitates; he does live close by, but the thought of her discovering his secret makes him anxious. Yet, her expectant gaze softens his resolve, and he eventually admits to living nearby. "Perfect," she responds, rising from her seat and heading to the counter to get her tea to go. 

The closer they get to Taehyun's place, the more nervous he becomes. Despite his attempts to play it off, the lady can sense his unease, offering silly jokes and remarks along the way to loosen him up. As they approach his building and ride the elevator up to his door, Taehyun's hand shakes as he turns the knob. The cute stranger notices his trembling and takes matters into her own hands, opening the door herself and stepping inside. She gives a big stretch, her comment breaking the tension, "Wow, with how nervous you were the whole time, I was expecting a dingy, dirty place."

Taehyun's place is surprisingly luxurious, boasting an amazing view and expensive modern furniture. It's a stark contrast to his plain outward appearance. She carefully takes off her shoes and plops herself on the couch, and puts her drink on the coffee table, making herself at home. "Is it that you've never had a woman in here?" she teases, observing Taehyun's reaction closely. Taehyun tenses, a subtle shift that catches the attention of the cutie.

"Oh, you haven't? Do you not go on dates? I assumed with your good looks and all, you were a playboy," she remarks, looking at Taehyun with surprise. Taehyun shrugs, setting the plush on a separate chair before settling himself beside the lady on the couch. "Nope, I haven't had a girlfriend since high school. I'm pretty busy with work and my friends," he explains. "So, are you a virgin?" The lewd question, coming from such a innocent looking girl, makes Taehyun choke on his spit. She looks expectantly at him, as if she isn't asking a very personal question.

"No, I'm not, but at least take me out to dinner first before asking stuff like this," Taehyun jokes, trying to lighten the mood. The lady's eyes widen, seeming to realize the kind of question she just asked. "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm way too open about stuff," she says, her face warming with embarrassment. "That's fine. Do you want some lemon or anything with your tea?" Taehyun offers, trying to ease the tension. She shyly declines, focusing on her drink as Taehyun excuses himself to use the restroom.

Left alone in the living room, the cute stranger's eyes wander around the space. In all honesty, she was on the hunt for a new apartment, and this building looked perfect. She mentally takes measurements of the living room and the kitchen. "Hmm, I wonder how big their rooms are," she muses.

The cute stranger knows it's inappropriate to snoop, especially into someone's room, and if it's locked, she'll give up and go back to her seat. But her line of work requires a spacious bedroom, so her curiosity outweighs her morals as she turns the doorknob. To her surprise, it's unlocked. She flicks on the light and is taken aback to find a bedroom shrine dedicated to her.

"What the hell?" Taehyun's voice, filled with a blend of anger and surprise, startles you as he swiftly moves behind you, shutting the door with a firm hand. "I—" you mumble, ready to explain yourself, but stop. "Actually, why aren't you explaining yourself? You're the stalker," Taehyun looks taken aback. "Stalker? You came over to my place and started snooping around. I don't care how pretty you are; that's just not cool," he crosses his muscular arms. A normal person would've thrown you out by now, but Taehyun was willing to overlook this if you could overlook his obsession.

"You mean you didn't know?" you say, looking incredulous as him. His face twists in confusion. "Oh god, you really don't," you exclaim. You gently pry Taehyun's hands off the doorknob and stride into his room. Taehyun follows, intending to usher you out, but you begin undressing, causing him to blush and close his eyes. "Open them," you demand, Taehyun obliges. His body is unable to resist your command. You're seated on his bed, legs spread, and Taehyun swallows nervously at the sight. "All of this," you gesture around the room, "is me," you declare. Taehyun is less surprised at your announcement because as soon as he saw your stunning naked form, he knew. How could he not? He studied it nightly, thinking of all the ways you could use him.

Taehyun's mind races, from the situation at hand. He opens his mouth to speak, but no words come out. Instead, he finds himself drawn to you, his gaze lingering on your captivating figure. You, on the other hand, seem unfazed by the intensity of the moment. With a subtle smirk, you break the silence. "Surprised, Taehyun?" Your voice is laced with a hint of amusement. Taehyun clears his throat, trying to regain his composure. 

"I... I don't know what to say," he stammers, his eyes still fixed on you. You rise from the bed, moving closer to him with a confident stride. "You don't have to say anything," you reply softly, reaching out to trace a finger along his jawline. "Actions speak louder than words, don't they?" Taehyun is powerless against your intense gaze, not knowing what to do next. However, you do and so you take charge, closing the distance between you two and pulling Taehyun into a steamy, lustful kiss. You reach for his hands, guiding them to your ass. Taehyun quickly catches the hint and squeezes it, bringing you impossibly closer to him.

You roam your hands under his shirt, relishing the feel of his defined abs beneath your fingertips. Taehyun's confidence grows as he takes the lead, guiding you backward until you fall onto his bed, with him on top. You try to assert your dominance by nipping and sucking on his neck, playfully calling him your pup, but Taehyun's exploration of your body quickly overwhelms your senses. 

His rough hands send electric waves of pleasure coursing through your needy body, and you let out a soft sigh of satisfaction as his lips pepper fluttery kisses down your neck. You're accustomed to being in control in sexual encounters yet you find yourself completely dominated by Taehyun's presence. As his fingers expertly trace circles on your wet pussy, you surrender your body entirely to him, lost in the overwhelming sensations of pleasure. "More," you pathetically whimper into Taehyun's ear, and he happily obliges, shoving two of his fingers inside your soaked, aching core. Your back arches in pleasure as Taehyun flicks his fingers inside your cunt, each movement sending ripples of pleasure through your body. You had pegged him for inexperienced, but how wrong you were; he effortlessly has you panting and moaning with just his fingers. 

"I'm close," you moan out as Taehyun expertly flicks his fingers in a steady pace. Instead of accelerating, chasing your orgasm as you desperately want, he removes his fingers, making eye contact as he sucks your juices off them. Before you can whine or protest, Taehyun lines himself up with your pussy and roughly shoves himself inside, eliciting a loud moan from you. Taehyun sets a teasing rhythm, causing you to beg him to go faster. Ignoring your pleas, he continues to use you as he pleases, driving you wild. As he nears his own climax, Taehyun increases his pace. You cling to him, the heightened intensity bringing you even more pleasure.

Lost in the intoxicating haze that is Taehyun, he whispers dirty words into your ear, echoing ones you've used when teasing your stream. Now, he uses them against you, pushing you over the edge. Your body tenses with pleasure as you release around him. Taehyun however maintains his rhythm, smirking as he practically fucks your orgasm back into you. "I'm coming inside," he declares, leaving no room for argument as he fills you with his warm cum. 

The now worn-out boy practically collapses on top of you, spent from the intense encounter. "Shit, I'm sorry for being a bit much," he mumbles into your hair. "No, you were amazing. I loved every second," you reassure him, running your fingers through his hair. "So, what do you think about doing this again? Maybe at my place, in front of a camera," you suggest, your voice laced with anticipation. Taehyun just mumbles an exhausted agreement, too spent to realize what he just agreed to.

[scary-grace]

camera shy - a Shigaraki x f!Reader fic

You're a villain who likes catching heroes in compromising positions, and when you can't do that, you put them there yourself. It's not until you capture Tenko Shimura that you lose the upper hand. (All Might rescues Tenko AU, pro hero!Tenko, villain!reader, 2k words. Suggestive if you squint.)

There’s nothing pro heroes care about more than their image, so in your opinion, they were just asking for a villain like you. Somebody has to show the public what the heroes are really like underneath, after all, and you’ve got a flair for the dramatic, so why shouldn’t it be you? All it really takes is a little research, a little luck, a decent video camera or two, and a hell of a lot of rope.

It’s not the heroes with the skeletons in their closets who interest you. Somebody like Endeavor, who’s been at the center of scandal after scandal, has nothing new to say. You like a hero who still has a secret or two, a hero who’s a real challenge to capture long enough for a good confession cam. With those criteria in mind, it really was inevitable that you’d go after newly minted pro hero Tenko Shimura.

You have to hand it to Tenko – he was hard to catch. You knew he’d be hard to catch, given his quirk, but that was what made catching him so much fun. You caught one of his hands first, then trapped the other while he was still trying to figure out what was going on, and then you went to work. Now you have his hands tied above his head, fingers splayed apart so he can’t bring them together or touch anything else. With other heroes, you’ve done some fancy rope-work to jazz up the shot, but you don’t think you need that here. Tenko looks pretty good just like this.

Tenko Shimura watches you through narrowed red eyes as you adjust the camera angles. “Are we shooting a porno or something here?”

“Careful what you say, hero. This is all B-roll,” you say, and Tenko blanches. “I’m kidding. Loosen up.”

“Loosen up. Right.” Tenko rolls his wrists, but you’re confident in your knots, and they hold. “Seriously. What am I doing here?”

“We’re just going to have a talk,” you say. Tenko’s eyes follow you from camera to camera. “You’ve seen my videos, right? Or at least you’ve seen the ones your friends were in.”

“Yeah.” A jagged smile crosses Tenko’s face. “I’ve seen what you did to them.”

“What I did to them?” you protest. “I was so nice to Spinner. We talked about video games. It was fun.”

“Yeah, and then the whole internet tore him up for being a geek.”

“Not the whole internet,” you disagree. The comments on your video were full of gamer girls jumping up and down to ask Spinner out, and you know that at least a few of them went so far as to shoot their shot. “That’s the problem with you heroes. Why do you need everybody to like you so bad?”

“I don’t need everybody to like me,” Tenko says. You raise your eyebrows. “If you wanted a hero who thinks it’s a popularity contest, you grabbed the wrong guy.”

“See, I think that means I picked the right guy.” You sit down cross-legged beside the main camera, ready to adjust it if needed but well out of the shot. “The heroes who care about the rankings, they never say anything interesting. But you, Tenko Shimura – I bet you have some really interesting things to say.”

“Maybe you’re right.” Tenko rolls his wrists again. “The thing is, Cam Girl –”

“Hey,” you protest. “That’s not my code name.”

“You don’t have a code name?”

“Yeah, because it’s not about me,” you say. Cam Girl. God. “You’re deflecting.”

“So are you,” Tenko says. He tilts his head, studying you. “If you don’t want to be Cam Girl, come up with a better name.”

“What, like you did?” you challenge. “You know how many heroes use their full names? Kamui Woods and you. Is that really a club you want to be in?”

“If the other option is the can’t-make-up-a-name hide-behind-a-camera brigade, yeah,” Tenko says. It’s quiet for a second or two. “You take a lot of risks pulling jobs like this, don’t you? Kidnapping people and holding them in place for hours – either you’re really good, or you’ve got blackmail material on somebody important.”

“I can neither confirm nor deny,” you say, and smirk. “Impressed?”

Tenko shakes his head, which annoys you. He’s tied up in your makeshift lair. He should be impressed. “I can’t figure out why a villain gutsy enough to kidnap heroes is too chicken to get in front of the camera.”

“I run the show. I’m not the show. That’s – are you making chicken noises at me?” You’re losing control of this interview. You need to get it back, effective immediately. “Animal noises. Is that one of your special talents? Do an elephant sound next.”

“No animal sounds. And no more answers,” Tenko says. The smirk on his face says he’s got you right where he wants you, in spite of the fact that you’re in charge. You feel a brief but powerful urge to knock him out. “Unless you get in here with me.”

“What?”

“I’ll answer your questions,” Tenko says, “but you have to sit here with me and answer mine. On camera.”

“If I show my face on camera, this will be my last interview,” you say. “I still have lots of heroes who need a close-up.”

“Damn, I thought I was your one and only.”

“The only one tied down here is you,” you say. How bad do you want this particular interview? Pretty bad. Tenko Shimura’s the most interesting hero you’ve captured so far, and if all it takes to get him really talking is to put on some sunglasses and a surgical mask, it’s worth it. “Sit tight.”

You adjust the cameras to frame both of you, then sit down in the frame facing Tenko Shimura. “Nice disguise,” he says, “but I already saw your face.”

“No, you didn’t,” you say. “Think about it. Have any of the heroes I’ve interviewed been able to describe me afterward?”

Tenko doesn’t answer. “Here’s my first question. What’s your quirk?”

“You think I’ll tell you that?”

“If you want to know what my weakness is,” Tenko says. “Don’t you?”

No. You’re surprised by how quickly the answer occurs to you, and how strongly you feel about it. Your whole project is about exposing heroes’ secrets. It’s not about getting them killed, which is what you filming this and sharing it would be. “I don’t care about that,” you say. “I want to know what the worst part of being a hero is.”

“The worst part?”

“The worst part. Don’t tell me being a hero is just so plus ultra all the time.”

Tenko snorts. “You want me to say villains, right, Cam Girl? That’s the answer you want.”

“I want the truth,” you say. “And don’t call me Cam Girl.”

“The truth.” Tenko thinks about it. And keeps thinking about it, long enough for you to wonder if he’s trying to stall you. “The worst part about being a hero is that I can’t do it all the time.”

“Huh?”

“I can’t do it all the time. I don’t want to do it all the time,” Tenko says. You reach over and adjust the camera on the right. You need to zoom in. “It’s my job. It’s not everything about me. The whole work-life balance thing. You know, the thing All Might is really bad at.”

You’ve never heard a hero roast All Might like that. Then again, Tenko was All Might’s protégé before he turned pro, so he’s probably gotten a better look at all of All Might’s good and bad habits than anybody else. “So, All Might –”

“Let me finish, Cam Girl,” Tenko says. His expression is serious. “I don’t want to be a hero all the time. But I know what happens when heroes are looking the other way. And I don’t like thinking about that happening when I’m like – playing video games or something.”

You should ask about video games. Since the video game segment of Spinner’s interview went so viral, you can probably net Tenko a gamer girlfriend. Instead: “What happens when heroes aren’t looking?”

“Nope. It’s my turn,” Tenko says. You guess it probably is. You brace yourself. “What’s your favorite part about being a villain?”

“That’s a new one,” you say, for lack of anything better. “Huh.”

“Like I said, a setup like this is a lot of work,” Tenko says. “And capturing a pro isn’t easy. There must be something you like about it, or you wouldn’t do it. So what is it?”

Tenko gave you a good answer. You feel like you owe him a decent one, and you have to think about it for a second. “I like being free. Not just to do what I want, but to say what I want. And as a – villain, I guess – I can make sure people listen to me. I make sure they listen to my interviewees too.”

You and Spinner didn’t just talk about video games. He talked a lot about being a heteromorph, and you left it all in the video you eventually posted. “My turn now,” you say. “What happens when heroes aren’t looking?”

Tenko’s eyes shift away from yours. “Ask something else.”

“I’ll give you an extra question if you answer this one,” you bargain. “What happens when heroes aren’t looking?”

“Why did you pick me?”

You blink. “Was there a real reason?” Tenko continues. “Or was I just next on your hit list?”

“No,” you say. “I’ve been looking for a chance.”

You have. You had to. Tenko’s anything but an easy target, and if you wanted to capture him, you had to plan ahead. Tenko looks surprised by your answer, but you don’t think he’s unhappy. It’s quiet for a few moments. You’re expecting him to ask his next question. Instead, he answers yours. “What happens when heroes aren’t watching,” he says. “Look closer.”

Look closer? You sit forward, leaning in to study Tenko Shimura’s face. Leaning in maybe a little closer than you should. A lot closer than you’d need to be to see what he’s talking about. “Your scars.”

“People think I got them from a villain,” Tenko says. “I got one of them from my dad.”

Your stomach drops, and you find yourself leaning in closer, one hand already rising before you can think to ask. “Can I –”

“Uh – yeah.” Tenko glances away from you, then looks back. “If you want.”

There are two scars on Tenko Shimura’s face, one over his right eye, the other over the left side of his mouth. They’re both old and smooth, but still obvious. Scars on a person’s face rarely fade. You run your index finger lightly along the scar, and Tenko’s eyes flutter shut. “This one was me,” he says. “When my quirk awakened. I was scratching my face.”

“You must have scratched really hard,” you say. “How old were you?”

“Five.” Tenko’s eyes stay closed. “The one on my mouth was him. He hit me with – something. I don’t remember what.”

You touch that scar, too. Run your index finger over it, like you did with the other one, only this time you can’t make yourself stop. “I’m sorry.”

Tenko’s lips move beneath your finger. “Why? You weren’t there.”

“What you said, about heroes not watching –” This is why you always do interviews. You’re not good at answering questions. “I think that’s when the rest of us are supposed to be doing it. I mean, not us, because we were kids, but – you know what I mean, right?”

“I don’t know. Kind of hard to focus right now.” Tenko’s eyes seem perfectly focused on you. You’re used to your interviewees glaring at you, but nobody’s been as intense about it as Tenko Shimura has. “I don’t remember this from your other interviews.”

“I’m just going with it,” you say. You’ve gone with it far enough that your hand is shifting to cradle his jaw, even as you lean in closer. “What do you think?”

Tenko Shimura’s scarred lips part ever so slightly. “Keep going.”

[georgiapeach30513]

I Can See You

Summary:  Steve was new to this modern world.  And trying to figure out the technology and all he wanted was home.  Looking up 1940s women, he wasn’t prepared for what he sees.  You. Feeding into his every fantasy, and then some. It becomes an obsession a need to see you everyday. To have you everyday. To keep you. Every. Day. In his bed. Just where you belong

Pairings:  Steve Rogers X Cam Girl!Reader

Rating:  Explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, online sex work, cam girl, masturbation, toy play, butt plug, squirting, licking, kidnapping, obsession, dark, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  2K 

Steve Rogers Masterlist

“You should date,” Steve turns to look towards Natasha, glowering at her.  “What?  Dating is normal.  What do you have against dating?”

“Dating is different now than it was when…never mind you wouldn’t understand,” he goes to stand, but Natasha pulls at his arm, “What?”

“I get it.  The women now aren’t like the women in the 1940s, but is that a bad thing?  Look, Google is your friend.  I’m sure there’s someone out there who believes in your weird standards for women.  Guess what, Steve?  Some even wear the clothes, too.  Google is your friend.”

Google is your friend.  A sentiment that was running through Steve’s mind the rest of the day.  Google is a friend.  Was a friend?  How could a search engine be a friend?  How could he find anything that was remotely close to the 1940s in modern times.  How could he ever find someone that held his values, and how would he know?

Settling in at home, his eyes scan over the stupid phone.  Who needed a phone that could do anything more than call people.  But there was a Google on there.  Women of today weren’t hideous creatures, but there was something in the ones that he had met.  They weren’t…exactly what he was looking for.  Too eager and leaving nothing to the imagination.

Google is your friend, but it was just a stupid machine.  Nothing ever made sense in this time.  People had taken something simple and made it nonsensically more difficult.  And for what reason?  But there the phone sits, and if Google was a friend, how could it help Steve?

What could a machine possibly do for Steve? How could it help his need to get out some frustrations? Things weren’t the same, and they definitely didn’t look the same. But he was told Google had archived photos. And videos…

Reaching quickly to the phone, but only because he was bored, and everyone needed to get off from time to time. His fingers search for the buttons he’s looking for before he hits search. Anticipating it would take much longer than the instant gratification of women upon women, and then a short clip.  Legs that were covered in hosiery, and a quick squat of the woman.  Her skirt flares up, exposing her bum to Steve.

He watches that clip way too many times before clicking on it.  Taking him straight to your website.  Pictures of you dressed in the most beautiful 1940s frocks, and posing with the prettiest smile and brightest red lips.  Unfairly there are some photos with strategically placed blocks over your body.  A button demands him to click it, and there’s even more photos.

Still these photos are annoyingly blocked out, but adding a credit card he would have access to remove them.  Steve sets his phone down, taking a deep breath.  His cock was pressing hard against his pants at just the tease of your body.  He knew what he was going to get.  You.  Every part of you.  Playing into his every fantasy while you whimpered his name.

Standing up, he awkwardly paces his living room.  He wants to see it all.  It was like you catered to just him.  What could thirty dollars a month hurt.  He would get to wake up to see you.  Go to bed stroking his cock.  It wouldn’t hurt.  It wouldn't be a distraction.  This is what he needed.

He doesn’t hesitate to put in his credit card information, and he hears the sound of your voice, “Welcome, Soldier,” why did that sound so sexy?  Not even knowing what some of the buttons mean, he just wants to look at you.  You are a dirty girl.  Showing every part of yourself, and watching you ride a red dildo while your tits bounce around has him quaking where he sits.

A ping in the corner of his phone makes him lose focus, ‘Thanks for the payment.  What would you like me to call you?’

He couldn’t let people know that America’s golden boy was watching fetish porn, and a very specific fetish of a 1940s housewife.  ‘Captain.’

‘Hey, Captain, are you new around here?’

‘Yes.  Brand new.’

‘Aww, for new subscribers I always give them a private video.  What would you like to see, Captain?  Whatever it is you want.  For your eyes only.’

‘How often do I get private videos?’

‘First one is free.’

‘I want one every morning and evening.’

‘Oh, Captain, you are a naughty boy,’ Steve’s cock trembles at your words.  He just wishes he could hear your voice.  ‘I tell you what Captain, let me do the first one, and you can decide after if you want to continue our private little conversations.  How does that sound, big boy?’

‘Yeah, okay.’

‘Are you hard right now?’

‘Yes.’

‘Do you want to see my pussy?  I can show you what toys I have.’

‘Okay,’ he takes a deep breath as his chat turns into a live video feed, and there your pretty face was.  Giving him a quick wave before turning the camera to your treasure trove of toys.

“Which will it be, Captain?  Can I turn your mic on so I can hear you?  I get off to men with pretty sounds?” Responding with a yes, you turn on his mic, letting him look at every toy.  They were all shapes, but one particularly caught his eyes.  

“That one,” it wasn’t a genius to figure out which one he was talking about.  The red white and blue one.  With a name like Captain, he seemed to have a bit of a Captain America kink.

“I have something else that matches,” you sweetly tell him.  Moving over to something Steve had early heard about.  A pretty little butt plug with his shield on the end.  “You want to see me stuffed fully, Captain?”

“I would like that,” his voice cracks, and you realize just how innocent he is to this brand of porn.

“Is it because you like sharing your dames?” Steve groans out yes as you position the phone on a tripod.  “Who would you share me with?”

“A friend.  He…he’d get your ass.”

“Oh, yeah?” You ask as you stuff the plug into your ass.  You were sure he’d love seeing you ready for him.  Coming back into frame, you place the dildo on the floor, and turn to look at him.  “What would you like your doll to do, Captain?” Finger in your mouth, you playfully tease him.  

He would love to take his time and watch you more carefully, but his cock is angry and in desperate need of release.  “I want to see…see you…I want,” the sweet boy was struggling with what he wanted to view.  Stuttering, and unable to vocalize exactly what it was he needed.

“You want me to slowly,” you undo each button carefully.  Steve didn’t want slow.  Steve wanted to fuck you.  This would work for now.  But…

“No.  Not slow.  Put…I want to see the shield.”

“Of course you do, Captain,” it was like the angels parted the clouds, and there was heaven right in your tits.  Taking off your bra, you give your nipples a little pinch before walking over to the toy.  

“Don’t wait,” he mutters as you move to your knees.  He tries to pretend it's his cock you’re grabbing as you sink over the cock.  It wasn’t the perfect view, but he sees that red, white, and blue cock split you open.  A little glimpse of that shield in your ass.  

Hands in front of you, you lean forward, and there it was.  That shield in your ass.  “Fuck yourself.  And turn back to look at me,” peeking over your shoulder you give him a sly grin.  Moving over the toy.

“I hear you, Captain.  How good does my pussy feel?”

“So good,” he grunts out, pumping his fist around his cock.  Why had he neglected to do this for so long.  “My pussy.”

“Yes, Captain.  This pussy is all yours.”

“Mine.”

“It’s so warm, and wet, and…how tight is your pussy?”

It’d be tighter once he had someone to stuff your ass.  Get to watch you come over two cocks, while you beg for him to pet you.  “Oh, Captain, you feel so good.”

He’d feel better if that was his actual cock.  “Captain, you’re so deep.”

That cock was nothing to Steve’s size.  He would make you have tears in your eyes as you took every bit of his length and girth.  “Captain, I love the way you feel when you’re in my stomach. You’re so deep,” you give a smirk to the camera as your juices spill onto the floor.

“Oops,” giggling.  The giggles.  The mess.  “I made such a mess for you, Captain.  You got me so wet.”

“Yeah.  Go harder.  Make your Captain proud,” your ass cheeks recoil as you bounce fast.  Stretched out so pretty, and still spurting your mess into the floor.  He’d have to spank you for being such a sloppy little slut.  Make you watch Bucky’s tongue lap up all your mess.  

Your cream coats that dildo, and he knows you are capable of so much more.  “Captain!”

“Don’t you dare stop,” he growls, choking on his cock.  He was almost there.  Could practically feel your walls clench around him.

“Captain!”

“I know.  Be a good girl, and come,” you scream out as euphoria shoots down to your nether regions.  Wishing that he could choke you in that moment.  There weren't too many things you hadn’t experienced in this line of work.  But there was this demanding quality to this Captain.  

“Now, be good for Captain, and clean up your mess.  With your tongue,” you want to scream.  That is the hottest shit you have ever heard.  Demanding that you clean up your own mess.  “I’d have someone help you.”

“You want someone to come play with me?”

“Yeah, but they’ll leave.  You have to let your Captain take care of you.”

“And Captain always takes the best care with his pussy, too.”

“Mine,” he lets the word roll off his tongue, while you licks up your arousal.  His.  All.  His.

——

Opening up your apartment door, you stand at the entrance for far too long.  There were roses on the table.  A dozen roses from the looks of it.  Steve was becoming steadily more needy.  Wanting to monopolize your time so you couldn’t find new clients.  It was fine at first, until he became too obsessive.

Playful possession had turned into something he in fact demanded.  You look down the hallway of your complex, unsure if you wanted to go in.  This was a job that was for extra money, and Steve had made it clear he demanded you and wanted you when he wanted it.  And now the roses.

Of course those roses could be from anyone, but you knew they weren’t. They were in your fucking apartment.  They were only from one person.  Him.  Captain.  The hall was too quiet.  Just as quiet as your home.  It was like you were the only one in the room.  In the building.

“Steve?” You ask, taking a step back into the hall.  An unfamiliar smell is surrounding you.  Clean.  Fresh.  It was him.  

“Steve?” You tremble.  Ready to bolt.  Anywhere but here.  You had to cut him off.  The money wasn’t even that good.  He had lost his mind.

“Steve?” Yelping when arms wrap around your waist, but his hand covers your mouth gently.  Pressing his nose to your neck, he inhales deeply.  

“Honey, I’m home.  And I expect you to say my name properly.  I can’t have you available to any other men.  Your site has been taken down.  Your apartment will be swept.  All those toys trashed, because you have the real Captain now.  It’ll be like you never existed.  Your new life starts today.  And I’ll make sure you are the perfect housewife for me.  Bear my children, and live to serve me.  Now, be a good girl, and thank your Captain for rescuing you.”

His hand is now wet from the tears that spill onto him, and you try and shake your head no.  “Say, thank you, my Captain.”

“Thank you, my Captain,” you sound like a scared mouse.  And he knows it.  With one  maniacal chuckle he starts dragging you down the hallway.  No one will ever remember you.  No one will ever rescue you.  You are now his.  And he has no intention of letting you go.

Now…thank him.

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[yelenasdiary]

I was wondering if you could do a Wanda X masc reader. Wanda is a cam girl and reader pays her to go out on a date due to having social anxiety. Please add some angst oh and a happy ending.

Just Be Yourself

Pairing: Camgirl! Wanda Maximoff x Masc! Reader

Summary: After a dare from your friends, you asked your favourite camgirl out for dinner, of course paying her for her time.

Angst, Fluff

Warnings: Mentions of Adult entertainment, Mentions of Social Anxiety, Wanda getting some unwanted attention, Mentions of physical violence | 2K

AC: I hope it’s okay that I tweaked this a little, thank you for sending it & I hope you enjoy! x

"What's the worst that could happen? she says no?" your friend said, flicking through her magazine. "That's the not point" you replied, "she'll probably think I'm just some creep like the rest of her followers. Hey, you don't know me but if I paid you $300 would you go out on a date with me? I would sound desperate" you added. 

"You're overthinking it, she is literally asking people to give her money to perform stuff on camera" your friend pointed out, "besides, I dared you so you have to do it" she added. You sighed knowing she was right, whenever one of you dares each other to do something it becomes like an unspoken rule that you had to do the dare regardless. You grabbed your laptop and opened up the woman's website.

Your fingers hovered over the keyboard as you thought of how to ask her out to dinner tonight, but she did say she was open to these type of things. People give her money to just go to engagement parties as a plus one from what you've heard. How do you ask somebody you've only had little interaction with on a date? To dinner? You went to close the lid of your laptop until your friend stopped you, "give it me!" She shook her head, taking the laptop from you. 

"Hey,

I hope this isn't out of line or anything, but I would love to take you out to dinner tonight. I would pay you of course, just name a price. If you're interested and would like to have a fun night, I would be more than happy to pick you up around 7pm. If not, that's fine but I hope you'll think about it"

Your friend typed out the message and pressed send. "There, now it's done" she looked to you. 

"What did you say?!" You panicked. Your friend turned the laptop around to face you, "oh god" you sighed, "this is stupid!" You added. 

"I have been hearing you talk about how funny this woman is and also how you beautiful you think she is, despite her being a camgirl, I think you should really go for this" she explained. You were about to reply when your laptop made a ping like sound. 

"Hi there!

This is really sweet of you and I would love to have dinner with you tonight, are you in or around the Westview era? If so, there is a diner you could pick me up from if you'd like. I would feel more comfortable in a public setting, I hope you understand. 

As for pricing, I usually charge $800-$1,500 for events but for something like this, $500. Let me know what you think! I can't wait to hopefully meet you!

~Wanda xo"

The message stared back at you leaving you speechless. She actually replied, she said yes and even said she couldn't wait to meet you. Your social anxiety had suddenly made its appearance, your palms began to sweat and your mind was coming up with different ways to try and get out of going. As much as you wanted this, your anxiety had always been a block in the road. 

"Hey, don't even think about it" your best friend's voice brought your mind back to the present. "I'm not doing anything" you replied, walking over to your wardrobe. "You are, you're thinking of ways to not go, you're letting your anxiety win" they added as if they were inside your head.

"I'm not, I am just trying to think of something to wear" you replied, brushing off their comment.

----

As asked by Wanda, you waited inside the diner for her to arrive. You wore a pair of your favorite jeans, a plain colored tee topped with your favorite jacket and shoes. Your favorite rings on each hand and one of your favorite necklaces to finish the outfit. The clock on the wall read 7:10pm and your mind began to wonder if maybe she had stood you up. Your heart began to sink, the one time you try to put yourself out there and you get stood up, until. 

"Y/n?" A woman's voice softly caught your attention, making you turn around. You smiled softly; it was her. 

"Yeah, that's me" you replied trying to hide the nervousness in your voice. 

"Hi, I'm Wanda" she smiled sweetly, "it's lovely to meet you" she added as she reached in for a friendly hug. You were glad she didn't go to shake your hand, nothing seemed to stop them from sweating. You took a moment to yourself just to remind yourself that you've got this! Your friend's voice floated in your head, "just be yourself, she'll love you!" Reminded you that you didn't have to be nervous besides the fact this woman is a complete stranger that you met on the internet, but she was just as nervous as you were, you just didn't know it.

"It's lovely to meet you too, I made reservations at a Mexican restaurant only a few blocks away, is that okay?" You replied. 

"I love spicy food!" Wanda's eyes lit up. You smiled softly, thankful that she was excited for the place of choice. You held the door of the diner open for her as you both left, you held the door open of your car for her which surprisingly took her back a little. "I can't believe I was beginning to think that nobody liked to hold the doors open anymore" she commented with a chuckle. 

"I guess you could call me old school" you replied before closing the door. Your nerves slowly began to calm down, you'd made her smile and chuckle all before even getting to the restaurant and you took that as a small win. 

----

"I have to say, this is really refreshing. I mean, you're not like anybody else who pays me to pretend to be their partner or pays me for other things. You're sweet, so I have to ask…why did you want to take me out tonight?" Wanda asked, taking you completely by surprise while the two of you picked at the shared small bowl of nachos before your main meals arrived. 

"Oh, umm, I mean, thank you" your words stumbled, "I don't want to sound like a creep or anything but I didn't first come across you from your website. You actually came up on my Instagram and I thought you were beautiful so I followed you and then I saw your website and some of the things you do on there but I just thought you'd really nice to get to know but I totally understand if that freaks you out" you added, your palms under the table begin to sweat once more. 

Wanda smiled softly at your reply, "that's really cute actually! I am so used to people wanting 1 thing, which I guess I set myself up for that but it's really nice to not feel that tonight" she spoke. 

You couldn't help but smile in reply just as the waiter placed your main meals in front of the two of you. "So, tell me a little about yourself" Wanda looked up at you before picking up her fork. 

By the time you had ordered dessert for the two of you, plenty of laughs and jokes were being shared. The night was going wonderful, better than you could've ever imagined and your anxiety eventually became more tolerable. 

"Hey there, sorry to intrude on whatever this is but are you scarletwitch838?" a young man asked, not caring for the fact he was in fact intruding. Wanda looked up at him and sighed quietly to herself, "I'm sorry, you must have me mixed up with somebody else" she replied. 

"For real? Damn, you look just like her, look!" he replied, pulling out his phone and showing her a video she'd uploaded to her site. "H-how did you save that?! You're not supposed to keep the content!" Wanda snapped in a panicked. "I knew it! You are her! Yo, I'm a huge fan! The way you can move your body, man I've never jacked off so hard before"

"Okay, that's enough. You're being rude and I think you should go" you stood up, looking him in the eyes. 

"What the fuck are you going to do about it? You know she's a whore for the camera, right?" he laughed causing Wanda to excuse herself. You wanted to call out for her but you didn't want the man to know her real name. The man laughed once more, "I guess the bitch can't handle the truth, I hope you have a great time with her, sure as hell everybody else has" he added with a smug look.

Your body reacted faster than you could think, punching the guy in the face harder than you've ever hit anything before. He fell to the ground, "You crazy bitch! What the fuck!" he groaned. Customers around you all froze, the manger shook their head at you from afar and you knew you were going to be asked to leave. You pulled out your wallet and placed a $100 bill on the table before making your way to the bathroom to find Wanda. 

"Wanda, are you okay?" You asked from outside the bathroom. She opened the door and sighed, "I'm so, so sorry about that. I really try to avoid things li-"

"Hey, don't stress. He was out of line, you have every right to be mad. Plus, I think he got the message" you interrupted her. 

"Excuse me, I'm going to have to ask you both to leave" an unknown voice spoke from behind you, you turned to see the manager standing there with an unimpressed look. "Don't worry, we were just leaving and honestly, if anybody should be leaving it should be him. He harassed this woman, is that what you want your restaurant to stand for?" you replied. Wanda looked between you and the manager. 

"I'm really sorry, I wasn't aware that he was causing an issue. We will ask him to leave, and your night is on the house. Again, we are sorry" they replied, handing you back the $100 bill you placed on the table before. You gave them a light nod before looking back at Wanda, "I'll give you a ride home"

----

Wanda gave you directions to her neighborhood, you pulled over out the front of a nearby park out of respect for her but she insisted it would be okay for you to see where she lived. "Nobody has ever stood up for me like that" she said as you pulled up out the front of her house. 

"You don't deserve to be treated like that by anybody" you replied looking over at her. 

"I had a really great time tonight, I really hope this hasn't ruined it for you" 

"Ruined it? This was the best date I've ever been on. Even with that crap, I had a really fun time with you. You're funny, you're sweet and really, really beautiful. I'm not usually this straight forward like this but I just want you to know that I don't see you like how he did" you replied with a soft smile, "you're person just like everybody else and so what, you make some money online, we all need to make money to live. So who is he to judge how you make your money" you added. 

Wanda smiled before leaning over and placing a kiss on your cheek, "I'd love to see you again, if you're up for it" she said as your cheeks went red. "I'd love that" you replied with a flustered look. 

"Good, keep that money, I don't want you pay for my time. You deserve it out the money" she replied, "I'm going to put my number in your phone, text me when you get home, okay?" she added. You nodded before you punched in your passcode and handed her your phone. Your stomach filled with butterflies, your night started off with nerves and anxiety was now ending with flustered cheeks and butterflies. It was safe to say you were excited to plan the next date.

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[minniesmutt]

☾ ━━━━━━ 𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐌𝐈𝐍

𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐟𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐢𝐧 ↩︎ ⇥ CONTENT: FEM! READER, CASUAL DRINKING (nothing heavy; don't drink and do it), TEASING, BITING, KISSING, ORAL (F+M REC), BREATH PLAY (choking), FINGERING, SLIGHT EXHIBITIONISM, MEAN DOM!SEUNGMIN, SUB!READER, DOM!CHANGBIN, THREESOME, PET NAMES (pup and baby), DIRTY TALK, UNPROTECTED SEX (wrap it before you tap it), ROUGH SEX, PORN W/ (kinda) PLT, SPIT ROAST, CUM SHOT (1), ALLUDE TO AFTERCARE ⇥ WC: 2.8K

[𝟏𝟐:𝟐𝟒 𝐀𝐌] ↩︎ ⇥ CONTENT: TIME STAMP, ORAL (F. RECEIVING) DOM/SUB DYNAMIC, PET NAMES (BABY), FINGERING, ORGASM DENIAL MENTION, OVERSTIMULATION, KINDA SOMNO? HINTED TO PIV ⇥ WC: 0.4K

𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 ↩︎ ⇥ CONTENT: IMPLIED MEAN DOM!SEUNGMIN, SUB!READER, AFAB!READER, IMPLIED DEGRADING, EXHIBTIONISM, RECORDING + PI TURE TAKING, IMPLIED FINGERING, BLOW JOBM IMPLIED UNPROTECTED PIV, THIGH RIDING, SEX TOYS, HICKEYS, TEASING ⇥ WC: 0.4K

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧 ↩︎ ⇥ CONTENT: ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, VAMPIRE!CHAN, VAMPIRE!SEUNGMIN, HUMAN!FEM!READER, ORAL SEX (F. RECIEVING), BLOOD, MENSTURAL CYCLE/PAIN, FOOD/SNACK MENTIONS, BOOB PLAY, HICKEYS, TEASING, FANG MENTIONS, AFTERCARE ⇥ WC: 1.2K

𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 | 𝐭𝐰𝐨 ↩︎ ⇥ CONTENT VAMPIRE!SEUNGMIN, HUMAN!FEM!READER, DOM/SUB DYNAMIC, ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, SEX TOYS, PUNISHMENT, HARD DOM!SEUNGMIN, PET PLAY, LINGERIE, SEUNGMIN REFERRED TO AS SIR, READER REFERRED TO AS PUPPY/PUP/MUTT, (ANAL) FINGERING, UNPROTECTED SEX (ANAL), ETC... ⇥ WC: 2K

𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ↩︎ ⇥ CONTENT: right person; wrong time, make-up sex, hair pulling, hand job, fingering, marking, protected sex ⇥ WC: 1.9K

𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 ↩︎ ⇥ CONTENT: D/S DYNAMIC, ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, BRAT!READER, FEM!READER, HARD DOM!SEUNGMIN, SPANKING, HANDCUFFS, ALCOHOL MENTIONS [no one is drunk], SEX TOYS, SPIT, FINGERING (V + A), ORAL [M. REC], TEASING, DADDY KINK, DEGRADING/PRAISE, FINGER SUCKING, TAPE, BONDAGE, UNPROTECETD SEX, ANAL AND VAGINAL PENETRATION, ORGASM DENIAL, BREEDING, SLIGHT PET PLAY, CREAMPIE, ALLUDES TO AFTERCARE ⇥ WC: 2.7K

𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐝𝐨𝐠 ↩︎ ⇥ CONTENT: BRAT!READER, SPANKING, THIGH SLAP, BONDAGE, ORGASM DENIAL, COLLARS, SEX TOYS, TIP FUCKING, PET PLAY, HARD DOM!SEUNGMIN, BONDAGE TAPE, MASTURBATION, BREATH PLAY, DEGRADTION/ PRAISE, JEALOUS SEX (?), AFTERCARE ⇥ WC: 2.2K

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐭 𝟑 ↩︎ ⇥ CONTENT: MENTION OF NIGHTMARES, THERAPY MENTIONS, TRAUMA MENTIONS, FOOD MENTIONS, MENTION OF LOVE-BOMBING, MENTION KIDNAPPING, TEASING, ABORTION MENTION, PROTECTED SEX, ORAL (F. REC), FINGERING, SCAR MENTIONS, DIRTY TALK, EXHIBITIONISM (?) ⇥ WC: 4.1K

𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ↩︎ ⇥ CONTENT: ASTRONOUT!READER, ALIEN!SEUNGMIN, ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, MONSTERFUCKING, BREEDING, ROUGH SEX, STRENGTH KINK, NIPPLE PLAY, TENTACLES, FINGERING, SLIGHTLY SADISTIC SEUNGMIN, PRIMAL PLAY (?), SPIT-ROAST/TRIPLE PENETRATION/ DOUBLE PENERTATION, ORAL (M.REC), UNPROTECTED SEX (ANAL + VAGINAL), DACRYPHILIA, CUM INFLATION (MORE SO DESCRIBED AS A FEELING THAN IT BEING PHYSICAL), MULTIPLE ROUNDS, OVERSTIM, MULTIPLE ORGASMS, CLIT PLAY, ⇥ WC: 2K

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 ↩︎ ⇥ CONTENT: TEASING, HAND JOB, ORAL (M. REC + F. REC), 69, CLIT PLAY, SPIT, FACE SITTING, FACE RIDING, UNPROTECTED SEX, MULTIPLE ORGASMS, CREAMPIE ⇥ WC: 1.3K

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 ↩︎ ⇥ CONTENT Cam boy!Seungmin, Cam girl!Reader, smau, smut, angst, fluff, enemies to lovers, only fans au! ⇥ WC: TBA ⇥ SCREENSHOTS: 220

𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥: 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝 ↩︎ ⇥ CONTENT: VAMPIRE!SEUNGMIN, HIGH FAE!READER, FEM!READER, ARRANGED MARRIAGE, RUNNING AWAY, CHEATING?, BLOOD/BLOOD KINK, FIRST TIME/VIRGINITY TAKING, BITING, PRAISE, ORAL (F. RECIEVING), FINGERING, PET NAMES (PRINCESS,), UNPROTECTED SEX, ROUGH, CREAMPIE, POSSESSIBE SEUNGMIN IF YOU SQUINT ⇥ WC: 2.5K

𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 : 𝟏𝟐 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 ↩︎ ⇥ CONTENT: DOM!SEUNGMIN, SUB!READER, MASTER!SEUNGMIN, PUPPY!READER, PET PLAY, BONDAGE/SHIBARI, SIR KINK, HOLE/CLIT INSPECTION, DEGRADING/PRAISE, CLIT SLAPPING, UNPROTECTED SEX, CREAMPIES [2[, PET/DEGRADING NAMES (BUB[S], PUP/PUPPY, MUTT), COLLAR + LEASH, TRAFFIC LIGHT SYSTEM, ORAL (M. REC), DEEPTHROATING, CHOKING, PUBIC HAIR MENTIONS, BEGGING, COCK WARMING, EDGING, ALLUDES TO AFTERCARE ⇥ WC: 2K

𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰: 𝟏𝟐 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 ↩︎ ⇥ CONTENT: DOM!LEE KNOW, DOM!SEUNGMIN, SUB!READER, PRIMAL PLAY, PET NAMES (BUNNY,), FINGERING (ANAL & VAGINAL), ORAL (M. REC), ANAL PLUG, TEMPERATURE PLAY (?), ICE PLAY (?), DEGRADING, MEAN DOMS!2MIN, CHOKING, CLIT PLAY, LIGHT BONDAGE, OUTDOOR SEX, SPITROAST, UNPROTECTED SEX, IMPLIED MORE ROUNDS, CREAMPIE, AFTERCARE ⇥ WC: 2.2K

𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭: 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 ↩︎ ⇥ CONTENT: CNC, ROLEPLAY (INTRUDER & VICTIM), BONDAGE, GAG, SENSORY PLAY, FEAR PLAY, SPREADER BAR, BONDAGE, STIMULATING GEL, (1) PUSSY SLAP, SEX TOY, FINGERING, CHOKING, UNPROTECTED SEX, CLIT PLAY, DACRYPHILLIA, KNIFE PLAY, CREAMPIE, AFTERCARE, FOOD MENTIONS, ⇥ WC: 1.6K

𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎

[biteyoubiteme]

hiii ive come to the end of my 1k event! im so sorry I didn't get to all of the asks ;-; I will be keeping some of them to hold onto and write later in the new year ( the taebin x cam!girl ask is being held it my pocket I need to write something long and good that- longer than the 2k limit same with the jeongin x reader x felix fic I need to make some plot heavy shit for that bc I love that idea so so much)

ive written well over 31k for the event so far with over 20 fics/drabbles and im so happy everyone sent in requests! I love you all so much and thank you for following me and my event for so long! so sad it’s ending but I think it’s best so that the new fics can roll out into the new year! ilyilyilyilyily

the 1k!event m.list

[theflirtmeister]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. spread the self-love ❤

this is so cute, thank you so much!! <3 I'll do one per fandom, otherwise we'll be here all day.

The Locked Tomb: psalm 3 - griddlehark - drabble Alecto witnesses.

Saw: light between stitches - coffinshipping - 2k “You look like shit,” Strahm says. Hoffman tries to bite his fingers. Strahm almost allows him the pleasure.

The Batman (2022): turn on the camera (let's just talk) - riddlebird/riddlebat - 7k Bruce Wayne stumbles across the Riddler's cam show. It's enlightening.

Original Work: girls with straw teeth - m/f - 1k They draw straws to see who’ll deliver food to the witch.

Hemlock Grove: streamed straight to the bone - romancek - 1.6k “Shut up.” Roman says. “I thought you hated me. I thought you do hate me.” “I’m sleeping in your fucking bed, how could I hate you?” Peter asks, exasperated. “I could have torn out your throat and left you for dead. But I didn’t.” “It would have been easier if you had.”

[anandasamsara]

Need to let shit out and as i can't afford therapy anymore, here's the place

I have no idea what to do anymore. Been playing with the idea of an onlyfans or selling feet pics, but i don't have the persistence for even that. Can't pick up any commission work bc i can't draw. Can't keep the print shop bc i can't afford materials. Im considering just selling all machinery to pay the bills.

Dad's only got 500brl from his payment this month, bc he borrowed money from the bank and it's eating up his whole salary. No, i have no idea where the supposed money he's borrowed went into. No idea where he spent enough money to cut his salary in fucking half, paying 144 installments of 1500brl.

We have to pay 1350brl for the apartment, about 250 for all phones, 180 for the internet, and thankfully this month only 56 for electricity but it might have been wrong and we might still get another bill with the right amount.

Outside of that, we need to eat, and i need to pay for my new phone that i only got bc the old one was about to explode, plus our credit card is blocked bc we don't have 5k to pay it right now. The credit card was being used exclusively to buy food.

I lost my job with the psychiatrist to her new computer, mom thankfully still has her first husband's pension, and dad gave us 500. So we have, collectively, about 2k if i give up my savings, and then next month we're back to about 1300brl, which doesn't even pay the apartment.

Dad has a job, a public job, from where he can't be legally fired. But he's on medical leave, so he can't work extra hours to earn more. I do understand the pressure and how tired he is after almost 30 years, but he's the only one who has a job. When I started working for the psychiatrist, he dumped all of the bills on me, but i was only making 300 per week and now I don't have this anymore. He's on medical leave bc he hates the school he teaches at, and got the leave with his psychiatrist. But if he needs to go back to work, he can't change schools bc no school will take a teacher on medical leave, so he doesn't want to go back. As i said, i do understand all of his psychological issues, but why do I have to ignore mine, which are also physical, to take whatever job, but he can't go back to the job he already has?? Isn't fucking survival first? We can't afford FOOD!

I have a medical leave check for myself to see if i can get into health security benefits in a couple weeks, but what if i can't? What if they look at me and say tough luck, deal with it? I haven't had an interview lined up yet, i went physically to places to give them my resume, but im either way under or too over qualified for literally every position i tried. Jobs that just require high school level won't hire me bc im graduated at university level, and places that require uni level also want me to have at least a mastery, or 5 years experience, or both.

I don't actually want to become a cam girl or whatever, I can't do the jobs i have the means to keep bc the means are gone, im too depressed to draw anything, I can't afford higher education and i have no drive right now,

I spent the last month in such a spiral of depression, bc i can't show that im depressed or my mom's depression will get worse. My best friends sent me money and im so embarrassed about it bc i shouldn't need this kind of help at all, and it was only enough to keep up for a month in the end. I can't bring myself to take any kind of whatever job, like at a store or supermarket or cleaning bc i won't survive the pain. I can feel my health declining, im in pain all the time, my bad foot has been acting up everyday and my ok foot is also annoying me.

I can't see much of any solution for anything. I became a burden, to my parents and to myself. To everyone. If i wasn't here, maybe it would be different. Easier. Cheaper.

[speedydonutdaze]

Wisdom in Suffering - pt 1

This is my first fanfic in YEARS, this is also a slow burn so buckle up. This chapter is basically just an introductory of the MC

Word count: 2k

Pairing: Simon Riley x F!reader/OC

CW/TW : swearing, mentions of death, mdni

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15…16…17…

You landed on your knees roughly after jumping over the rock in your path, picking yourself back up to continue your run through the woods. The sun was beating down through the trees on you, sweat starting to prickle on your skin and a bird squawked in surprise as you hurried past and flew away, triggering two more birds to follow suit. You looked at your surroundings as you tried to get your bearings and find a suitable place to hide.

31…32…33…

Time was ticking, the voices from before were fading but you knew they were still close and that they would find you if you didn’t find cover and fast. You took to a quick jog until you found a large group of bushes, the branches thick with leaves and the area of it large enough to hide your frame. You quickly crawled underneath the large bushes and took to a crouching position. You looked around your hideout and let out a silent groan when you noticed that the backside was more open than you anticipated, you’ll be easily spotted if they decided to look around the bushes in their entirety.

It was too late to look for a new place to hide, though.

48…49…50

Time was up.

You slowed your breathing as you listened to the woods come to life with feet scurrying as they searched for you and your teammate. You didn’t see which way he went, but you hoped he found a place to lay low until they gave up their search. It was all a waiting game now. You watched a squirrel hop past, just a few feet from you, before scampering off at the noises of people approaching your position. You held your breath as the bodies ran by the bushes without so much as a glance and you shook your head to yourself as the sound of feet faded away.

You began to relax, so sure that you wouldn’t be found when a force slammed onto your back and you yelped as feet and arms wrapped around your body.

‘We found you, Aunt Maggie!!’

You let out a scream and fell to the ground, ‘No! Unhand me you creatures! You won’t take me alive!’ You laughed as another small body dog piled you, grabbing one of the kids and quickly unsticking yourself from the mess of children. ‘I’ll take this one as my hostage! Good luck now!’

You ran through the woods, one kid squealing over your shoulder and two more hot on your heels laughing as you all made it back to the clearing of the park. Spinning your body around, you looked at the small group of people sitting at some picnic tables before scanning the lawn and resting your eyes on the kids.

‘Have you guys found Uncle Mikey, yet?’ You faked a gasp, ‘Don’t tell me you let him get away! Whatever will you do now that I have one of your own in my clutches? Backup will be here before long!’ You lifted the boy off of your shoulders and laughed as he started trying to wriggle away from your grasp.

‘Sofie and Cam are looking for him! We split up to be faster!’ The little girl, Hope, beamed up at you as her twin brother, Cody, puffed out his chest.

‘It was my idea, Aunt Maggie!’ 

You laughed and set Joey onto his feet and ruffled Cody’s hair. ‘And what a wonderful idea that was, we’ll make a leader out of you yet!’

A roar and screams came from the woods on your right and you all turned to see a man with two giggling children underneath each arm bound out of the treeline, the kids around you laughing and yelling as they ran to meet with the trio, you walking lazily behind them.

‘I see they found you, too.’ You smiled at the brunette man as he set the kids down. He laughed as he pulled a twig out of his shaggy hair.

‘I went easy on them, didn’t want to be sitting out there all day ya know?’

‘Alright soldiers, burgers are done. Come get some before the grown ups get to it first!’ Your sister-in-law waved her hands at your group and the kids immediately started racing to their parents, leaving you two to follow at a slower pace.

Mikey shoved his hands into his pockets as he walked beside you. ‘I see why you always invite me over when the kids come through, I can’t imagine having the energy to keep up with all five of them by yourself.’

You shoved his arm playfully and laughed. ‘And here I thought you liked being around them after all these years.’

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You took a seat across from Mikey while all the kids squeezed in on either side of you on the picnic table, each of your plates piled with food. The rest of the adults were gathered around the second picnic table while your dad and brother got the burgers off the grill and passed them around to the hungry group. You and Mikey had been back for almost two months by now, and with school finally over your families took advantage of the nice weather to have a small get together while you still had time. The next mission always loomed overhead and none of you wanted to waste a minute of it if you could.

You took a bite of your burger and smiled. You missed these moments. While it wasn’t calm in any sense of the word when your nieces and nephews were around, you wouldn’t trade it for anything else in the world. You could tell Mikey felt the same; this was the most relaxed you’d seen him since landing back in the States.

You were pulled out of your thoughts by Joey tugging on your shirt. ‘Aunt Maggie, why’s that lady staring at us?’ He pointed over the table towards the parking lot. You squinted in the direction he was looking and sure enough, there was a woman standing on the sidewalk, arms crossed over her chest as she leaned against a black SUV. You felt your stomach drop as you recognized who exactly it was.

Mikey turned his upper body around to get a look and sighed when he saw the woman. He turned to the adults and waved his hand ‘Hey, you guys got the kids? Julia and I need to step away for a sec.’

Your dad looked up from his conversation and his mouth set into a frown when he also saw the woman. He looked at you and nodded. ‘Yeah, you two take your time.’ There was a hint of disappointment in his tone that you felt all too well as you got up from the table with Mikey and made your way to the parking lot.

‘We haven’t been back all that long, what do you think this one is?’

You huffed. ‘Hopefully something that doesn’t need too much time.’

You gave a nod to the woman which she returned. ‘Mike, Julia. Good to see you two, you look well.’

‘Laswell,’ You forced a smile, ‘Something tells me you aren’t here to have lunch with us.’

Kate Laswell looked around the park before starting down the sidewalk. ‘Let’s take a walk you two.’

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The three of you were sitting at a picnic bench furthest away from everyone with a file propped open in front of you and Mikey. Laswell said that there was a situation in South America where members from wealthy and influential families across varying regions in the area have started disappearing. Kids and teenagers weren’t coming home from school and adults were disappearing in broad daylight, bodies of those who have gone missing would show up tens of miles away.

‘Are they hostages for ransom or sending a message?’ You asked, scanning through the documents and pictures.

‘We aren’t sure. If demands have been sent to the targeted families, they haven’t been made known to us as of yet.’

‘Could they be trafficking them?’ Mikey took a paper from your hands and you shot your eyes up at Laswell.

‘Could it be them?’ Your voice tensed, Mikey placed his hand on your thigh and gave it a squeeze.

‘We don’t think so, but we’re keeping our contacts open just in case.’

You bit the inside of your cheek and rested your head on your head.

‘This is a big job, Laswell, but OT will have no issues with it.’

Laswell smiled before taking another file out of her bag and placing it in front of you and Mikey.. ‘I figured you would say that, but I have a team that I believe will expedite things.’

You scrunched your eyebrows and opened the file ‘SAS…141? The team that helped Alejandro and Rudy in Las Almas?’

Laswell nodded, ‘The very same. I know Olympus Team has worked closely with Los Vaqueros in the past so I felt the 141 would be a suitable choice to pair you with.’

Mikey flipped through the papers with pictures of the soldiers attached and snorted ‘Look Julia, this fucker has a skull mask.’

You took the paper he was pointing to, ‘Lieutenant Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley.' you shook your head and smirked. 'Ya know Laswell, the amount of soldiers I’ve seen with masks like this weren’t exactly ones worth working with.’

She chuckled, ‘Lieutenant Riley is a skilled marksman and soldier, you’ll be lucky to have him.’

Your fingers froze over the picture on the next page, your heart dropping into your stomach as you recognized the face.

‘So Price is a captain now? Does he know he’ll be working with me?’

‘He will.’ Laswell gathered the files and stood from the table. ‘Your flight leaves at 0500 tomorrow, I trust you and the rest of your team will be there?’

You nodded and stood up, Mikey following suit. ‘We’ll make the calls today. Do you want to grab a burger on your way out?’

Laswell looked over at your family and shook her head with a small smile. ‘Unfortunately I have other business that needs my attention.’ She stuck her hand out to you. ‘It was good to see you again, ‘Aunt Maggie.’’

You rolled your eyes and shook her hand with a smile. ‘Middle name is Margaret. It was good to see you too.’

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'Alright listen up men, Laswell needs us to head to South America in a few days.' Captain John Price walked into the meeting room immediately getting down to business, sliding six folders across the table. Two for each of the men sitting before him. 

'We're going to be working with an American team so I expect all of you to play nice. From what I've been told they're a strong team but are used to working alone.' 

Gaz opened the file containing the soldier's pictures and information. 'Olympus Team, I've heard stories about them. They're like a bloody machine on the field.' he flipped through the pictures. 'Never thought we'd ever work with them.'

Price nodded, grabbing his own file 'They've worked with Los Vaqueros too, so they come highly recommended.' he leaned back in his chair, throwing his feet up on the table. 'They'll be here today so make sure to make them feel at home.'

Ghost flipped through the file and read your team's names.

Michael Underwood - Achilles

Zachary Owens - Zeus

Alex Moore - Ares

Julia Whitfield - Kore

'Some fucking names they got' he muttered, eyeing your picture. Your shoulder length hair was pulled into a braid and your face was drawn into a frown while the men on your team all had smirks or more relaxed expressions. 

'She's a sniper, eh?'

Soap whistled 'among other things, it seems. She might give you a run for ya money, eh L.T?'

Ghost scoffed, 'not bloody likely.'

The room was quiet for a few moments before Price stood up quickly and threw a file down.

'She’s takin' the piss with me.' 

'all good, Cap?' 

He crumpled a paper in his hand as he stormed out of the room. 'I have a call to make, they'll be here at 1500. Don't muck around.'

Gaz raised his eyebrow at the closed door. 'What do you think that was all about?'

Ghost eyed the open file that Price left behind, noticing that your paper was missing from the group. 

'S'pose we'll find out soon.'

[stuff-i-wanna-post]

Tiffany Teen

[attapullman]

It's Christmas morning for me, only it's 7am and the first thing my eyes see is 2k of smut that would make a cam girl blush

Apparently this week I have leaned into telling all my friends about my Tumblr journey and writing fan fiction.

If my friends thought I was a tad unhinged before, we are officially one step closer to them straight-jacketing me.

[devieuls]

Obsession

Keigo Takami  x Fem Reader ¡ smut !

Warnings: masturbation, porn addiction, cam girl, overstimulation, masturbation in the workplace, teasing, a little bit of materialism, Hawks Dom, fake femme fatale eroticism.

Synopsis: Japan’s #3 hero has no time to date women or to fuck them for fun, so he throws himself into the world of cam girls, beautiful and erotic girls doing things for money, there he will meet you for the first time, becoming obsessed with you and you... with him

Length: 2K+

First part of.....???

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Hawks was certainly not new to cam sites, he often used them as an alternative to porn when he needed to masturbate and watch some pretty face while he was cumming.

He certainly didn't miss women, they fell at his feet like leaves from trees in autumn, but he didn't want to vent his cravings with a crazy fan or a horny milf of fresh meat. If he had a woman, he would have treated her like a Queen before taking her to bed, not just to vent a momentary craving, he wasn’t the kind of man who used women to throw them away like garbage.

This was one of the many reasons that led him to masturbate in his office when he had to relax, hidden from prying eyes and unwanted attention, while watching pretty girls touch themselves and showing off for money on the cams. He didn’t like porn very much, it was too fake for his taste and sometimes he could also sense the discomfort in the woman who had to follow a signed scene

Later that afternoon, he had a break from his busy schedule. Being a hero was as beautiful as it was stressful, especially if you are the n.3 and you are the young age of 22 years. So he gave himself a moment of leisure with his long neglected intimacy.

Sinking into the comfy chair he typed "cam girl" on his expensive laptop, finding an ocean of sites promoting 'insured fun', but it was one that caught his hawk-eyes " SinfulAngels ".

He didn’t know if it was for the name that contained "Angel " or for the "sin" " who followed him, but became so curious to choose him and enter the site.

From the beginning he could see a lot of live shows of pretty girls trying to attract the attention of the audience through skimpy dresses or sex toys. Things he used to see in these kinds of broadcasts. Yes, the girls were pretty, but no one particularly took his attention... Until a notification appeared in the corner of the screen, "Miss_Desire is now live". Intrigued he clicked the notification and it was there that he saw you. The live already with 3K of people connected, writing in comments and making donations on donations.

You wore red lingerie, ridiculously provocative and sensual, that wrapped your body leaving strategic points uncovered; a body harness made of scarlet leather and chains wrapped the top, connecting to a chocker with "Desire" written on it; The hair lightly collected in a high tiled tail, leaving some strands on your face; Light and provocative make-up, with a red lipstick that made your lips inviting.

Hawks was enchanted at your sight, feeling a familiar tingling between his legs, getting comfortable in the chair and watching you greet the audience. You were, in his eyes, a mix of erotic and angelic, the perfect girl for a site with such a name.

You lay on your stomach while reading some comments left by donors, modest figures but surely appreciated by you. You were starting to warm up with your fingers in your underwear.

< Easy with the chat guys, I can not read you all if you are so fast, slower, mh? > You giggled with a deep voice, you loved to see all those men who turned on the least thing you did. Keigo tried to donate, but the site forced him to create an account first, which he did promptly, both to interact with you and to get your attention. It was the first time he felt the need to be noticed by someone.

The donation system was almost easy to understand:

Roses: low-level donations, the price started from 10¥  to a maximum of 99¥  .

The stars: donations of intermediate level, price between 100¥  and 499¥  .

The fires: high-level donations, the prices were between 500¥ +.

You put yourself together when you got the notification of a donation of 500¥ , making many small fires appear on the screen. You smiled biting your lip reading the name of the donor, a certain "Your.master".

< O-Oh, we have a high player among us... Tell me, my sweet master, what can I do to thank you for the donation? > your voice was playful at first. You loved high-end donors, the ones who had no problem paying big bucks to see you do erotic things for their pleasure. You made fun of them, you knew it was part of your charm, and that made you feel powerful. You weren’t for sale to men, they were slaves to your erotic beauty.

Hawks smiled maliciously at seeing you so confident, imagining what it would be like to see you in real life, appropriating your boldness and your confidence. His wings trembled at the thought of touching your skin caught in some erotic lingerie, imagining it smooth and soft to the touch.

  Your.master: “ Use a vibrator to play with your pretty pussy"  he wrote frantically, leaving a warm sigh. He was already feeling tight, which made him slightly nervous.

In the structure there were still his employees and sidekicks. Who knows how inappropriate and dangerous it would be if they caught him masturbating in front of a screen for a camgirl. Yet another thrill shook his back and he simply sent one of his feathers to lock the door, hoping not to be questioned about burrocratic things.

You laughed at his request, it was something you had done before, but never for such a sum of money, surely exaggerated. You didn’t object and got out of bed, going to a shelf attached to the wall, moaning while looking for the suitable vibrator to give you pleasure. When you found it you went back to the bed that was placed right in front of the cam, you sat with your legs open and took a deep and calm breath.  

Hawks licked his lips seeing you in that position, dressed in lingerie and chains, God would have thrown you on that bed in front of everyone, making you forget you were live and working. Filling you up, getting drunk on him...

< You’re new. I’ve never seen you before, master > you mumbled the title provocatively, making Hawks tighter and tighter in those cargo pants he was wearing. < Naked or dressed? > you asked nicely, while activating the vibrator in your hands.

Your.master: I am new and wanted to pay homage, anyway babybird dressed.

< I love homage...> your tone was mischievous and provocative, alluding to much more. Hawks' head was already flying with imagination.

You bit your lower lip, starting to press the toy on your pussy, panting slightly and moaning with pleasure. Your head fell backwards as your chest swelled to recover air, your eyes closed and your fingers fiddling with the object between your legs. Hawks unbuttoned his pants and unzipped releasing his already hard cock. He took off a glove with his teeth, throwing it on the desk, then began to massage his cock to seek relief.

< Little perverts... mhh... are you touching for me already? Take it easy, I like to see you exasperated by my body > you said between the moans and grumbles, making you even more erotic in the eyes of the Hero. Something in those words sent a wave of blood over his cock, causing him to ache in need.

You arched your back when you hit your still covered clit, squeaking with pleasure, leaving the vibrator at that point. You swear with pleasure as the chains rattled on your chest because of your spasms. Began to sway your hips to relieve the tension that was building up inside you. Your free hand squeezed on the sheets, pulling them to find a comfortable hook for that fire that was eating you inside.

Your.master:  Babybird... I need you to hold on a little

Hawks did not know how hard he could write on the keyboard, as his other hand had already begun to move to relieve him while his eyes were mesmerized by your body movements.

He found the sounds you left so damn exciting, the way your legs were shaking for pleasure, your wheezing, the little twitching you were having when you hit a sensitive spot. He was already so drunk on you, after so few minutes.

His  hand was moving faster and faster around his aching dick, breathing heavily and holding back the hoarse moans, while you tried to resist the need to cum in your expensive lingerie. You had to satisfy the requests of a good suitor like him, No one has ever offered you so much money immediately, especially to do something so innocent compared to other requests.

Hawks was eager to cum, yes, but he respected women, even those who did an erotic profession like you. He didn’t want to see you naked right away, so he thought, even though a voice inside him told him he would be jealous if everyone looked at your pretty pussy. As if they hadn’t seen her before him..

Your face was red and tired, your mouth open as you moaned louder and louder, drooling a little with pleasure, your eyes ajar and watery as you tried to keep your legs open and not come. Such sweet torture for your already wet pussy but a heavenly view for the blond on the other side of the screen. He felt closer and closer and when he wrote you could come, you released yourself against the vibrating object and on your fingers, soiling the bottom of your underwear. Your orgasm was so strong and intense that it made Hawks cum too.

He leaned his forehead against the glass desk and sighed heavily, it was intense enough that masturbating in front of a live, so intense that he felt slightly dirty inside, but he liked it. Her face was slightly red due to orgasm and shortness of breath due to the multiple times she had held her breath for watching you, her eyes slightly tired and her balls definitely a little emptier than before.

Your.master donated 1000 ¥

You crawled back, still shaking for the orgasm, to the computer to read the notification, you couldn’t believe it. All that money to stay fully dressed and use a vibrator. You just assumed before, but now you were sure, You should have held on to that boy. You know, your golden goose.

Your.master : You were fantastic, nightingale.

< Someone is really spoiling me between compliments and donations, beware my dear followers, there is a new opponent in live >  giggles ironic, then back slightly serious. < Anyway, thank you, master > 

Your voice was still broken by your orgasm, slightly weighted but always deep and sensual. An unusual stamp for a cam girl, as many pointed to infantilism and pretending to be innocent and angelic, almost golden.

The hero loved the character you played, was already obsessed with it, fucking real, erotic and to eat...

He was already ready to make more donations, asking for more things to do for him, but someone knocked on his office door and forced him to leave your live show. He cleaned up the mess he had made with some wipes and handkerchiefs, trying to pick up all his cum, then cleaning his wet dick and fixing his hero uniform, returning completely professional.

He sighed slightly frustrated at not being able to see you again and sent one of his feathers to unlock the door, then snapped a < Forward. > slightly too sour for his usual friendly tone.

At that moment he would kill his secretary who brought him some documents, but remained calm while she timidly explained some things about his agency and future events. Not knowing that his mind was still on your red lingerie and vibrator that he so envied for touching you down there.

God, he already wanted to hear your voice again and see you still basking in bed, clutching those sheets... who knows what it would have been like to fuck you, making you feel all its greatness inside. Would you have tightened the sheets like that? would your legs have shaken?

He knew, he was almost certain.

He knew himself too well to lie to himself. He was obsessing over you, slowly, but he was.

Hawks, hero #3, a prodigy who climbed the podium effortlessly, was obsessed with a cam girl whose name he didn’t even know. Pathetic.

-----------------------------AUTHOR'S NOTES ---------------------------

Maybe this will be a mini-series, I’m already going to write the second part, but I don’t know how many parts will come out and when they will come out. I hope you enjoyed this first part.

- Mel

[asskickedbygirl]

Cam Girl [Bam Margera x F!Reader]

Desc: You’re a a photographer at a CKY show and catch the eye of a certain Margera. Then he fucks you in the bathroom

A/n: I’m like 90% sure this is exactly how bam and nicole met lmfao. set in like 2004 when radio bam and vlb were fresh (:

Warnings: alcohol, smut 18+, bathroom sex, p in v, vaginal fingering

2k words

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You flicked through the settings on your camera anxiously awaiting CKY’s set. You had been a fan for a while and getting the opportunity to shoot them was a dream come true, free show aside. Unbeknownst to you, the drummer’s younger brother and MTV star was eyeing you up from the sides of the stage. “Who’s that photographer chick? She’s fucking hot.” Jess rolled his eyes, “Let the girl do her job and then you can flirt with her all you want Bam.” “Or fuck her.” Novak interjected, “Or I will.” Bam punched his life partner in the arm and continued ogling you from the side lines.

The show was fucking awesome and you got some pretty great shots you knew the band would be impressed with. Time to get these sent off to your magazine. You went to leave the venue but felt a tap on your shoulder. “Sorry Ma’am, Jess Margera was wondering if you wanted to come backstage?” It was a security guard. You became flustered, not expecting this proposition, you hadn’t even spoken to any of the band members before, what did he want with you? “Oh umm, well I have to send th-“ The blank expression on the guards face told you he did not care at all for what you had to do so you thought ‘fuck it, they can get these shots later.’ You shrugged your shoulders, “Why not?” The guard nodded and escorted you to the backstage area.

Your heart was beating rapidly as you walked, nervous for whatever awkward encounter you were probably going to have with one of your favourite bands. Eventually the security guard led you to a dressing room and opened the door, letting you in. In the room was the whole band, standing around or sitting on couches, drinking beers and smoking cigarettes. Along with them was Bam Margera the MTV star and his buddies Brandon Novak, Chris Raab, Ryan Dunn and Brandon DiCamillo and a couple other guys you didn’t recognise. You gulped when you saw this room full of famous jackasses that suddenly seemed incredibly intimidating and you wondered why you even agreed to come. You weren’t expecting to see all the guys you and your friends would gush over every Sunday. “Hey look! The cam girl has arrived!” Novak spoke first, leading the whole room to look towards the door where you waved awkwardly. “Don’t call her a cam girl dickhead.” Bam punched his friend in the arm once again and hopped up from his seat to greet you. “Sorry about him, he’s a dream seller.” Novak made a kissy face at you as you laughed awkwardly. “I’m not entirely sure what that means but okay!” Bam stuck his hand out for you to shake. “I’m Bam, Jess’ brother.” You nodded as you gripped his sweaty hand. “I know who you are.” Bam raised his brows with a grin, “Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” You shrugged, “Not sure yet.”

You were interrupted as Jess came over with a beer bottle in hand, passing it over to you as you gratefully accepted it. “Great show!” You said and he thanked you, “Get any good shots?” You nodded and reached for your camera, willing to show them the cool stuff you captured. You flicked through the pictures as Bam and Jess said things like ‘that’s fucking awesome’ ‘sick’ ‘so cool’ You thanked them for their praise and began drinking your beer quickly in an attempt to catch up with how drunk everyone else seemed to be. “So what made you want to become a photographer?” Bam asked, taking in your whole body like you wouldn’t notice. You blushed but answered him nonetheless, “I don’t know, guess I’ve always had an interest in it, why’d you decide to become a professional idiot?” Jess laughed and shook his head, leaving the two of you to flirt shamelessly. “Guess I’ve always had an interest in it too. Come over here, meet my friends.” Bam slid an arm over your shoulder naturally and led you to the couches where his Viva La Bam crew were hanging out. He told you the names of all the guys as if you didn’t already know and introduced you to some new faces like Joe Frantz and Mark Hanna. You politely smiled at each of them and slid in next to Bam as he made room for the two of you on the couch Novak lay shirtless on. “Hey babe, you know if you wanna sleep with Bam you gotta get through me first.” This earned Novak yet another punch in the arm. “Damn he likes this one.” Novak laughed, nursing his arm with his hand. “Don’t listen to him, he’s jail bait.” You nodded and laughed awkwardly.

“Get any good shots?” Ryan asked you and you sighed, nodding while going through the motions of showing all the guys the photos you had just shown Bam and Jess. Eventually the conversation moved away from the casual small talk that comes with being a photographer and soon enough Bam seemed to be putting his moves on you. He was so close to you at this stage, talking about absolutely nothing important into your ear as you were forced to move your leg on top of his to combat how squished you were, not that you were complaining. You had downed several beers at this stage so the alcohol was beginning to take over as it clouded your judgement. If you thought an hour ago you may not sleep with Bam Margera, you sure as hell were going to now.

Bam was playing with your hair and necklaces as you babbled on about whatever Bam had asked you. “So you ever fucked a guy in a band before?” The question was pretty unexpected and it was apparent he was now trying to cross over into unspoken territory in order to get into your pants. “Are you in a band?” You asked, pushing his hair back seductively. “Woah, that is not what I was asking you.” Bam joked, throwing the hand that wasn’t on your waist up in mock surrender. You rolled your eyes and shoved his chest. “Yeah maybe I have fucked a guy in a band before. Why?” Bam bit his lip and smiled, “Was it like in a bathroom? Would you let someone fuck you in a filthy bathroom?” You narrowed your eyes and leaned in to Bam’s ear, “Are you asking to fuck me in the bathroom right now?” Bam moved his hand so it was rubbing against your thigh. He laughed cockily, “Maybe.” You grinned cheekily, “Then ask.” Bam looked confused, until he realised. He breathed out awkwardly and scratched the back of his neck. “Uuuhhh hahaha.” You shoved his chest again, “Come on, If you really want to, just ask.” You looked at Bam through heavy lids, telling him all he needed to know. Bam sighed out and shifted awkwardly before leaning into your ear and asking, not so quietly, “Can I fuck you in the bathroom?” You laughed and touched his shoulder, “Okay.” Bam smiled madly and licked his lips, practically jumping up off the couch to lead you away. “She’s fast!” Novak commented, having heard parts of your conversation. Bam rolled his eyes and flipped off his friend before leaving the dressing room to find the nearest bathroom.

You bit your lip nervously as Bam pushed the two of you inside the men’s room and locked the door behind you. He immediately got to work smashing his lips against yours and making out roughly. He grabbed your hips roughly as you wrapped your arms around his neck, your movements and clutches horny and desperate. Bam shoved his thigh in between your legs as he pushed your back against the door causing you to moan at the sudden friction. Bam smiled as he continued kissing you, moving his hand to your waist to guide you on grinding on his thigh. You figured you had enough after a little while and so reached down to unbuckle his belt. Bam helped you unzip his pants as he shimmied them down to his ankles, leaving him in his boxers as you grabbed at his covered length. He was already growing hard and your touch caused him to moan out. You were eternally grateful for choosing to wear a skirt in that moment, easy access never meant so much. Bam slipped his hands up to your ass as he hooked his fingers around the band of your panties, pulling them down and letting them drop to your ankles. Immediately he pressed his fingers against you, whimpering slightly as he felt how wet you were. You moaned as he swiped up and down your folds and again even louder as he slipped two fingers inside of you. Your make out was barely making out at this stage, just wet sloppy kisses mixed with moans and whimpers.

“Just fuck me already Bam.” You whined at last, growing impatient as he lazily fingered you. Bam pulled his fingers out of you and laughed, “You’re making me feel like Novak here.” He grabbed your waist and spinned you around so he was behind you as he bent you over the sink. You supported yourself on the counter and moaned at this sudden change. “Havent even seen my tits yet.” You laughed breathily and Bam nodded, “Good point.” He pulled you up and tore your tank top off of you, revealing your tits. He grabbed at them and caused you to moan as he played with your nipples between his fingers. “Yeah that’s better.” Bam bent you back over, pressing your tits against the cold surface of the sink as he took his dick out of his boxers and lifted your skirt up to show your ass. He groaned as he gripped your hips and slowly sunk himself into you, not giving much time to tease you with his tip. You moaned at the sensation and winced as he stretched you open. He began moving slowly, before picking up the pace for a good fuck. As the two of your moaned in unison, Bam gathered up your hair with his right hand and lifted you up to look at yourself in the mirror as he railed you. “Yeah fuck, you like getting fucked in the filthy fucking bathroom?” Bam groaned out, panting as he continued pummelling into you. You moaned and nodded, “Uh huh.” Bam pulled your head back further, “Yeah good fucking girl.” This position proved awkward but Bam changed that once he wrapped his other arm around to rub your clit as he continued to fuck you. You moaned and whined helplessly, not really caring that anyone from the dressing room could hear you right now if they were to walk down the hall.

“Fuck I’m close Bam.” You bit your lip to try suppress your moans but Bam only encouraged it as he sped up. “Yeah come on, cum on my cock” Bam’s demands were becoming ragged with his thrusts starting to be uneven and sloppy. Eventually you teetered off the edge Bam had brought you to and you finished with white hot pleasure coursing through your body, a loud moan erupting from your lips. The feeling of your heat tightening around Bam’s cock was enough to bring him to edge. He pulled out of you and jerked off quickly, finishing on your ass without a second to spare. You stayed bent over the sink for a moment after Bam let go of your hair, catching your breath as Bam tucked his dick back into his boxers and pulled his pants back up. Before you could fix yourself up, Bam had pulled your skirt back over your cum stained ass and was pulling your panties up over your soaking heat. You narrowed your brows at him, “Seriously?” He laughed as you fixed your top and tried to make your hair look presentable. “That was fucking hot, come on we’re probably going to a club now.” You looked confused again, “You’re bringing me?” Bam shrugged, “I may have fucked like Novak there, but I’m not Novak. I wanna party with you.” You laughed at the absurdity of the situation but shrugged, “Alright MTV star.” He shook his head at your sarcastic response. “Cam girl.” He muttered.

End.

forgot: @bambammargera @spoookyberry @jackussy420 @gnarkillknoxville @lovexjoe @ckygetsjobs

[sunnyseungup]

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