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notlhecxzsa · 6 months ago

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Never Be So Polite You Forget Your Power - N.R

Summary: After many years, Natasha has never felt so powerless until a decision was made. There was no way out in sight, but Natasha being a woman of power, pride, and determination, a new door towards the future she yearns for opens. With multiple sinful plans and ruthless games, she knew she would win it. But, will she? When a piece of pawn in the game of her father will get her caught up in so many ways she did not expect will trap her.

Author's Note: Part 2 is out! Did I forget to mention that Natasha is beefy here? (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ I apologize immediately for the wrong grammars and wordings, I didn't have much time to proofread since School have started already. 4.6k words.

Warnings: Warnings: Arranged marriage, cursing, violence, emotional abuse, physical abuse, deprivation of many things as a child, G!p Natasha

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3rd Person's POV:

"Natasha Romanoff, once again outdone herself with her new multi-million project that has been the talk of the town in the business world..."

"Tony Stark, our favorite philanthropist praised and I quote; "She is deadly, really deadly, but if she's up for a collaboration with my company, my name's up in the building, Ms. Romanoff, I am in favor of anything with you...."

"In a world of men, she is the only woman who can dominate the world like this..."

"Multiple companies have been trying to engage with Romanoff's corporation, but still, our lady kept silent, standing tall -alone."

"...you know, sometimes it makes me think how hard it is to compete with someone like her. God, you haven't even started, you're already losing."

"Men and women, lining up for the nation's favorite redhead with such determination... who would be lucky?"

"You know, if that is a person, they would be dead by now." A voice with a thick russian accent echoed throughout the huge gym room. A mix of silver and black lacing the walls with so much sophistication, heavy metals lining up the matted ground.

Another groan left the redhead's lips, not from how hard her punch was sent on the punching bag, but from annoyance and a bubbling anger building up towards the new presence inside the room. "Not like you would care about the bodies lining up on your ground." The blonde woman added, her hand wiping an invisible dirt on one of the biggest dumbbells that was by her side.

"What do you want, Yelena?" With her teeth gritted, she asked harshly towards the younger woman. Unwrapping the protective cloth that she was wearing around her knuckles.

Beads of sweat rolling down her toned body, heart chest heaved with each breath she took before bending down to get her water bottle, quickly taking huge chugs out of it. Her buff and muscular arms flexed as she did so.

"Mama and Papa's upstairs..." The blonde started, trailing off as she hesitated to continue what she was saying, waiting for her older sister's reaction, knowing that the information alone could explain why she stepped foot inside the monstrous house of her sister.

"Hmmm, well, might as well tell them they could leave anytime." The redhead said nonchalantly, turning on her heels, walking past the blonde girl with her head held up high, her steps heavy on the floor.

"Natasha-" Yelena started, only to be cut off by her sister.

"You're wasting your time, Yelena." Natasha snapped, still looking ahead with Yelena following her hot on her heels.

"Papa has a new proposal." She said quickly as soon as the redhead stopped talking.

Natasha's steps faltered for a moment, but she never stopped walking. With a frown on her head, she stayed quiet until her eyes landed on her parents that were sitting on the expensive couches of her living room.

"Ahhh, Natalia, good to see you again, darling. You should get ready and change into something more presenta-" Her father started, which caused the bubbling annoyance inside her to fill up more. Without hesitation, she stopped him from talking much more, knowing where it will lead.

"No. You already know that I am not in favor in your plans or whatever it is that you badly want-" Now, tables have turned, she was cut off by her mother.

"Natasha, listen to your father first." Melina said, intervening, the atmosphere around them changing into a more tensed scenery.

"What? No! All of you know I will never do whatever it is that you want me to do. That privileged of yours to just order me around was already gone years ago. Dad." She said, an edge on her voice at the end, looking at her father as she sat calmly on one of the single sofa she has.

The other two women sat in silence, as a dark humourous chuckle filled the air. "You know, I can take it all, Natalia." Her father started, standing up as he marched around the room with so much dominance in his aura, turning around to stand infront of his family, with the beautiful view of the beach outside.

Her daughter really does a have a taste, that he can't ever deny.

"I hope you still do remember, half of your company, is under my name. I take it, you'll be free to watch it burn on the ground. All of this?..." Her father taunted, a smirk on his face that Natasha couldn't wait more to wipe out when she can finally be able to scream out the success of the plan she's been making and waiting for so long. "You wouldn't have done it, without me..." Oh what a lie.

Natasha's jaw clenched, knowing she can't do anything but let herself received all the things that was coming out of her father. Not yet. Natasha have been building up her company for god knows how long, with her own determination and knowledge.

Her father's company is even 1 step behind from hers. But, knowing if she fought him back now, all her plan would be nothing but a dream.

"I have a new proposal, Natalia. Imagine, what you can do and get, if you got it all? Hmm? Also, having someone to be with you... for you to control, to use, while also getting everything you've ever wanted." Natasha frowned, her father's presence now beside her.

What her father was saying was very different from what he wanted from her. For her to combine her company to their family's company, which is owned by her father. She won't ever let someone touch what's hers, not ever her own blood. Her possession is her pride, she'll bleed first before it can be taken away from her touch.

"What are you saying?" She muttered, her eyes boring into her father's with such coldness that the two other women felt a chill ran down their spine.

"I'll get to the point..." Alexie started, breathing out with a smile that even Natasha couldn't figure out what was behind it. "Y/L/N's clan... Remember?" A hint behind Natasha's eyes glimmered.

They were one of the most known family in the business world, also one of the powerful people underground. She knows that their family has a bond with them years ago, but, she was too little to know much. Too innocent.

"They have a daughter. A nuptial from the both of you can bring us so much more. Imagine, Natalia..." Her father came closer while she continued to stay silent, her gaze scold and her lips tight in a line. "Imagine what power we can hold... What we can dominate in both of our worlds, with a union between the both of our families... Natalia, we will be unstoppable." Her father stated, Natasha thought of one word. A madman.

"Why me?" She questioned. "Why not Yelena?" She continued, throwing a gaze towards her little sister.

A humourous chuckle once again left Alexei. "You are better that her, Natalia. You know that. You..." Alexei came more close, Natasha leaned back, her face full of disgust, but it seemed to go unnoticed by her father.

Caressing her cheek, not noticing how her other daughter's face was filled with sadness. "You are my creation. I built you. Out of all people, I know it's you who can bring such honor in our family." Alexei smiled widely, pulling away as he stood tall with pride while Natasha continued to gaze towards the nothingness.

"You have no choice, Natalia..." With that, she looked up, her frown almost deep as the ocean as her heart pounded.

"Every documents have been made. Plans are being done. The only thing that's left is a feastful dinner with our soon to be extended family."

Everything stopped, the world seemed to have also stopped from turning. She wanted to scream, to yell, to thrash, but she was stuck in her place.

She knew, once her father had set his mind on something, it is to be made. But, when he already made an action, it was a complete different story. Nothing could stop him, god, not even her at this moment.

She thought quickly and know that if she interfered, everything she had worked hard for will turn into dust. Even the plan she was making outside her father's knowledge will be nothing.

As soon as she snapped out of the dazed she was in, she realized that she was finally left alone. That was when everything she was feeling came out of the bottle she was holding her emotion into. She threw the tumbler she was holding towards the expensive painting in the living room, causing the protective glass to crash on the ground. After that, she swiped off the vases that was beautifully set up on the small table beside the couch she was sitting on.

Her chest now heaved with so much anger, her jaws stayed clenched as her fist balled up.

She'll make him pay. Not yet, but soon enough. He will be underneath the ground she was walking on.

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Natasha's POV:

"That's the 5th girl you've brought home in just 4 days, Nat. Are you trying to break a record or something? Damn." I winced at the loud booming voice of Maria, Clint chuckling beside her as they came inside my office.

"If you don't shut your mouth, I will throw this glass of water in both of your faces." I grumbled, putting my hand up on my spacious office table, closing my eyes as I sigh.

"You always ovulate so hard when you're stressed." Clint stated, before I heard a small thump and yelped from Clint.

I frowned, opening my eyes to see them both trying to hold their laughter. "The heck are you talking about?" Rolling my eyes, I sat up, stretching my aching body.

"Why don't you just get this all done, god, we all know you can finish your dad in just one slam." Maria said, fake exhaustion lacing through her voice while Clint took his gun and started cleaning it.

"Hmm, you know I can't." I muttered, having absolutely no energy to talk about this again.

"Do you? Or you just don't want to?" I frowned at the sudden tone of Clint.

"Can you guys just get out? Why are you both even here? Where's Bucky? I told him to get me painkillers." I said in annoyance, rubbing both of my hands on my face harshly, as if it would make the thumping pain on my head go away.

"Well, he said we would guide the girl out, guess after that he went to make 'Stevie' some breakfast." Clint said, Maria chuckled along with him and I rolled my eyes, already getting used to their antics and behaviors.

They've been with me for years already, they are close to what I can call home. They are the ones whom I trust the most, with everything I have.

"Oh, by the way, that girl- who is she again, Clint?" Maria started, and I looked at her with my brows still frowning.

"Mary?" Clint said, still focusing on his gun.

"No, no. Clara? No, something close to that. The one who called earlier!" Maria exaggerated.

"Ohhh, the girl who kept calling you because Nat gave your number instead of hers? It's Carol." He said nonchalantly and I rolled my eyes at the memory, putting my face in both of my hands again.

"Yeah, that one. She went here earlier wanting to talk to you, but Bucky said after she saw the girl walked out of her, she went away immediately. She even screamed at Bucky's face to tell you that you're an asshole." Maria stated, chuckling as she said the story.

I grumbled, not even remembering what that Carol looks like. Maybe one of those girl who wanted more of me.

"Bucky should've praised her." Clint side commented with a smirk on his face.

"I don't have time for those. Is there a news from the greatest father of all time?" I asked, leaning back on my soft office chair, crossing my arms as I look to the both of them.

I saw how they gaze at each other, signaling to tell whatever it is. I raised one of my eyebrows, indicating that I am waiting, and they know how much I hate to wait.

"Well- that was actually why we're here." Maria started before looking over at Clint once again.

"They're here." Clint blurted out which made me frown and falter for a moment.

"And they want you to come with them. It's time, Nat." I sat up straight, gripping both sides of my chair.

"What? He can't work that fast!?" I exclaimed, my frown deepening as I did so.

"You know Alexei, Nat. He probably pulled some strings just to get it done quickly." Maria shrugged.

God, I am surely not ready for that to happen so quickly. It hasn't been a month since the news was dropped on me like a truck from the sky.

But, maybe... This is a sign. As quickly this would come will be result for my plans to get started and done immediately.

"Get everything ready. If they want to do this now, well then I guess I have no choice but to finish this sooner."

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3rd Person's POV:

Natasha and her family sat at the luxurious table, along with Phoveus and Carmilla. As the elders chatted away about everything, mostly about business, Natasha and Yelena sat quietly, with Yelena eating whatever finger food she could reach as Natasha sat with a distant and cold look visible in her face. Looking like she would rather to be anywhere but here.

A hurried voice interrupted through the atmosphere around them, but Natasha never looked up, her eyes stayed glued to the platters that held foods that was probably cooked by one of the highest paid chef around the area. "Madam, Sir, your daughter is here." A familiar voice echoed throughout the large dining area.

"Ahhh, Y/n, come here, sweetheart." Again, Natasha didn't do anything, if anyone would throw her a glance, none of them would have the courage to talk to her or even approach her.

But, if they would only see what was going on inside the redhead's mind as it run miles and miles with her lower stomach doing flips upon hearing the unexpected name.

Y/n.

Looking up, her eyes immediately landed on the woman who she had a vague memory of, but know too well at the same time. Her breath caught up in her throat, making a lump to form that she can't seem to clear. With her heart thumping its way out of her chest, after finally putting a face on the name, she remembered one thing.

"Sweetheart, this is Alexei and Melina... remember them?" Y/n nodded, staying silent but gave off a small smile and a wave, not used to the attention she was receiving as one of the men pulled a chair for her to sit on.

Hiding her casted arms underneath the table, as she thought deeply what the occasion was all about, her eyes averting to Lucy through her lashes who stayed standing far behind the people that was infront of her. Gulping an invisible form that was sitting inside her throat she muttered a greeting. "Hi..."

Unaware of the weary eyes that was set on her figure that was glimmering with such familiarity.

There were a couple of conversations that went on, with Y/n not clearly understanding what is it all about, only sitting quietly, playing with her finger, silently hoping for this to be all over.

Upon looking up and gazing around her surroundings, her eyes stopped at a certain redhead, who she thought was looking at her for a mere moment. A small frown appeared around the creased in between her eyebrows, a small tug of string in her memory as she tries to remember where she might have met her, or if she even met her already before.

She doubted, barely having the chance to go out as a child. Barely having the chance to live her life.

Her eyes continues to graze along the beautiful woman that was sitting in front of her. She may look a little bit intimidating, but to Y/n, there was a familiarity in her heart, a familiarity that screams something good. Enough for her to feel some sort of comfort towards the redhead, some sort of a breath of a fresh air.

She was really pretty, Y/n thought. Especially her short hair that looked almost fake with how perfect it seemed to be.

Her gaze faltered for a moment, catching a glimpse of the set of green eyes landing on hers as more foods was being put on the table, as if the foods that was already on it was not enough for the people in the table.

Her eyes, of course, finally taking in every food that was presented in front of them. Her, oh so, familiar hungry eyes, once again, tug a string on Natasha's mind, her jaw clenching as the annoying and blurry memories came rushing in once again.

She looked like she would devour every food in the table as soon as she could eat. But, with her doe eyes that held such innocence, Natasha, now felt a tug, not on her mind, but in her heart.

A familiar tug that she had felt years ago when she looked into the same pair of eyes. Shaking her head and averting her attention, Natasha cleared her throat and composed herself, breathing through her nose as she tries to wash away the thoughts that was eating her up like a virus.

"Today..." Y/n looked up upon hearing the booming noice of her father's voice, holding up a glass of an expensive wine. "Today marks the start of unending victory and success to both of our family." She watched as the elders cheers, clinking of glasses could be heard, her eyes averting on the redhead and the blonde who only leaned their glasses towards where the others were meeting. She felt so out of place.

So, she took a hold of her glass, the one filled with what seemed like a fresh squeeze of orange juice, just how she likes it, holding it up. A blush on her face appeared, embarrassed on how she might have looked so stupid, immediately putting the glass down, her head did the same, finding the golden platter much more interesting.

Again, oblivious to the set of eyes that was burning holes through the side of her head. Fighting off a smirk that wants to be let out, Natasha cleared her throat again, listening to Phoveus ramble about the upcoming union that will be held for the both of them as they started to eat.

Upon looking at the man, her eyes once again averted to the younger woman who was sitting beside him. She saw how the girl's munching on the food suddenly faltered, looking up at her father confusedly, so much curiosity in her eyes but seems like there was no answer coming up.

Her eyes looked like they held no thoughts behind it, as she looked down, Natasha noticed one her arm that has a cast around it and frowned before her eyes averted to the young woman's face.

She saw how deep she was thinking, trailing her eyes on every food that was on her plate, trailing the designs that adorned it, as if it would give her the answer.

Wasn't she aware of what was happening? Natasha thought, only to be snapped out of her daze as she heard the sudden screech of the chair, and a soft voice, pardoning an excuse, muttering about going to the bathroom real quick.

"...she'll managed, don't worry. You won't ever hear a word from her, trust me." Her eyes landed on the disgusting smile that was present on Phoveus face.

"Would it be more easy if Y/n knows about this? I mean... this is a lot... to be honest. And... she's so young." Natasha frowned upon hearing what her mother had said, for the first time finally catching up on what they were talking about, her ears ringing as she caught what they were pertaining to.

"Nah... just trust me on this one. She would agree to everything we would say. I mean, if it weren't for us, she wouldn't be having a life like this..." Natasha's eyes caught a movement from behind Phoveus, a shift from one of the maids that looks like the head of something inside this manor. She saw the hardened gaze of the woman on the back of Phoveus's head, her jaw clenching like a steel. "If she does see eye to eye to what we attained her to be, she know exactly what would happen." A laugh that sounded almost like the devil came out of the man, her father following by, nodding his head unconsciously.

"You trained her well, Phov." Her father said which fueled to the news she just received.

Before anyone could utter a word, she sat up straight, blurting out words. "She doesn't know?" Natasha's cold voice echoed throughout the atmosphere, and it, alone, changed the tension around the room.

Melina shifted uncomfortably, Yelena's chewing faltered for a moment as all the eyes was set on hers. "God, how old even is she? You can't expect me to marry someone without their consent. Let alone marrying someone who has not come of age." She ranted, her voice in monotone as her cold and hardened eyes gaze around the people that was sat with her on the table.

"She's eighteen, Natasha." Carmilla said, an uncomfortable smile playing on her face as she tried to calm the growing tension inside the room.

"Her parents has the consent, you don't have to worry about that, Natalia." Her father added, causing her fist to balled up, her face finally showing a slight emotion.

"Everything is all set, all of you won't have anything to worry about. My daughter knows where her place is, and I'm sure, you guys won't want to back out from everything... right?" Phoveus taunted, her face getting serious before a laughter from Alexei filled the air.

"Of course, of course, now, why don't we just enjoy this lovely dinner." With that, the young woman entered the room, Natasha was left with so many unsaid words.

She wanted to protest and say her part freely, but the new presence inside the room somehow made her back up. Her tensed shoulder relaxed as she watched the girl sit back to where she was sitting earlier, her head down as she gripped the spoon with her one hand, her other hand stayed underneath the table, as a new flow of conversation as thrown in the middle of the dining table.

Swallowing the words, she stood up, excusing herself without any more explanation coming out of her mouth. Before anyone had the chance to say anything, she was met with the wind blowing through the large patio that gives her the best view of the backyard.

Putting both of her hands on the railing, she took a deep breath, stretching her neck from side to side to release that stress that was building up like waves.

It felt like there was something pinching her insides at the thought of you. You've grown so much, grown so different... yet still the same. Grown so beautiful, still like a porcelain doll. God, how could they treat you like that? Like a puppet, no reason to be heard or to be seen. She felt almost guilty, feeling so down about the arranged nuptial, but what about you? Who doesn't even know what tomorrow will bring.

Her fist clenched as her breathing became labor, seeing you again, it brought so many things to her. Things she didn't know she would feel... again. She may be too young before, but she was already being trained to be something more. She was not innocent or naive about what she was feeling.

My, she can't feel like this! She wouldn't get any benefit from feeling like this for you. It has been years, you might not even remember her. She's nothing to you and you are absolutely nothing to her. You were just a pawn in your parents game, and she wouldn't be like you. No, she would never be like you.

"...for you to control... to use." Her father's words rang inside her head. Her jaw clenched, thinking how dumb her father was, how ugly his personality is and how high his ego.

She's nothing like him. Nothing like anyone. She may be ruthless, cold, hardened by the years, but she would never, ever do something like that to someone so innocent... especially someone like Y/n.

Shaking her head to throw away her thoughts, she breathed in and out. She should stop thinking like this, she should not think like this. Not to anyone, especially not to someone who means nothing to her.

The creaking of the large doors made Natasha's ears perked up, following by the sound of footsteps she had learned after years of growing together. "Needed a breather?" The voice of her little sister rattled in her ears.

Natasha let out a rather harsh sigh, rolling her eyes as she stood up straight. "What do you want, Yelena?" Natasha asked, ignoring the question that was thrown at her.

"Hmm..." Yelena only replied with a hum, stepling forward to step beside her sister. Her big sister whom she looked up to while growing up. "Was it hard?" She added in the midst of silence, looking up at Natasha briefly before gazing at the scenery in front of them.

A confused frown appeared on Natasha's face, her eyes narrowing as she tries to figure out what she was referring to. Upon sensing her sister's hesitance in replying, she continued. "Learning to live your own life... fighting your demons..." There was a whole paused as Natasha waited while Yelena contemplated how to put her words together. "... finally having the chance to make up your own decisions and choices?" Words hang around the atmosphere.

Natasha may be looking at the vast space in front of her but her mind is elsewhere, so as Yelena's. She knew, they both knew how hard it was growing up, especially with their lifestyle and a father like Alexei. They weren't given a choice, just as how they weren't giver a choice while growing up. Natasha couldn't whisk out why Yelena is asking her that, they weren't used to this kind of conversation, something so personal... so vulnerable. But, she found herself building up words to tell.

Natasha's demeanor faltered for a moment, before she started speaking. "Everything is hard. It's all complicated. Nothing will seem right, especially while growing up..." Natasha started, slouching down to rest her elbows on the railings, gazing intently towards the green grass and trees that surrounded the backyard. "You could get lost... not knowing where you want to be-... who you want to be. It has been hard, it still is. What is worse... is not having your own choice. Not being able to control your own actions. Your own decisions." She let out a chuckle, maybe it was just the wine taking cover of her whole system, god has she been drinking that much? She's not a lightweight, that's for sure.

"You know... I'd rather-... I'd rather die than to live for someone else." There was a big blow of a wind. She received no reply from the shorter woman, as Yelena only gaze at nothing, her heart and mid in a raging storm.

For a moment, Natasha felt so weak, so vulnerable. Everything is coming at her, once again, she let someone control her, but then again, it is for the better, right? She was choking in her own words of wisdom, finding no way to recover but to spit it out.

The familiar sound of the glassy door opening reached their hearing once again, but this time, there was an unfamiliar footsteps. Yelena shifted to look behind them while Natasha only closed her eyes while taking a deep breath, god, she'd do anything just to get away from her.

"I'll-... I'll check on mom." Yelena muttered, excusing herself before walking pass the smaller woman with a small smile on her face appearing, something to exchange the welcoming smile of the girl.

"Na-... Natalia?"

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Author's Note: Gollyyyyy! Finally, I'm able to post this ಠ⁠︵⁠ಠ Been sitting on my draft for too long, something came up earlier after I showered that concerns about my school ¯⁠\⁠_⁠ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ⁠_⁠/⁠¯ but, nowwww here it is! I am very very sleepy right now, so this is not proofread, I'm sorry, but I hope you guys enjoy! ಠ⁠ᴥ⁠ಠ

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the-soliloquies-of-sadists · 1 year ago

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#386

“I guess you’ll do. I didn’t know what to expect when I contacted you. As I told you, I’ve never been with a gay boy. Your ad said that you offer a deep throat with no reciprocation. Good, cause I ain’t touching you. Your ad also said that you only blow eight inches or more. Well I got nine.

“I just need a blowjob. Neither my wife or my girlfriend give it to me whenever I need it. I have to take them on a night out. So much goddamned work for something I should have every single day.

“I work hard; I need relief. So I hope you live up to what you are promising. If not, I will make sure you do. On your knees bitch.

“That’s right. You know your fucking place is on your knees. Take of your goddamned shirt. Let me see your titties…. Ooh they are soft. I like playing with titties when I’m getting blown.

“Here’s my pouch. Big isn’t it?... Don’t say anything. Take a deep whiff. Smell that? I didn’t take a shower after playing 18 holes in the hot sun. You won’t mind.

“I can see you salivating. Go on. Reach up. Pull down my jockeys…. Huge isn’t it? And it’s soft. Take it in your mouth bitch. Let it grow down your throat.

“No, no. Don’t touch it with your hands. I don’t want a fucking handjob. Only your mouth touches my dick. Your hands need to be on my calves, so I know where they are at all times. Don’t even think of playing with yourself bitch. I hate the fact that I have to resort to using fags to get a throat that will accommodate me, the least you can do is not get pleasure out of it.

“Your mouth is too high. Sit on your ass. In fact, sit there. Put your head against this brick wall. Spread those legs wide. Hands on my calves and open that cunt of a mouth wide.

“Look up at me. I want to see that hunger on your face give way to the realization that my cock is too big for your throat. I have seen it in every bitch I have used. All I am doing is letting it get hard. Feel it? There’s no place for it go other than down your throat. Don’t fucking start gagging now. We’ve only begun. That throat hasn’t even begun to stretch.

“Open it up. Accommodate me. This is what you are here for.

“No. No. No. No pulling off. I’m in control of this blowjob, not you. That throat of yours is my toy to use. Breathing is a luxury for you, get it however you can.

“Oh fuck. I’m almost hard. I can feel your struggle on my cock. I’m just standing here; I haven’t even begun to fuck your throat and I can feel it pulsate.

“Look up at me…. Damn, I can see the terrified look in your eyes knowing that my hard on is stretching the hell out of your throat. You know what I don’t see in your eyes?... Tears. So the lack of oxygen hasn’t hit you yet. Don’t worry. It will.

“I’m gonna fuck your mouth and one of two things is going to happen; you will either learn to breathe around me or pass out trying. I’m gonna fuck your cunt mouth hard, and I don’t care what you opt to do. I need to get my nut. Normally I will fuck a throat for hours, but today expediency is needed.

“You ready?... I don’t care if you’re not. Keep your fucking hands on my calves. My hands will hold your head in the exact position I need to maximize my pleasure to my dick. I am not one who likes to give up control of a blowjob. I slam fuck like this until I cum. And that’s what I’m about to do, right down your throat.

“I haven’t cum in a few days, so it’s going to be massive. I need to do this quick…. Keep those hands on my calves. Just adapt! If you want to help me to cum, stick your tongue out and try to lick my balls as they slap your chin…. Oh fuck, like that!

“Here it cums. Here it fucking cums! Right down your throat. Ahhh! Ahhhh! Fuck yeah!... Shit!...

“I dumped it straight to your belly. You don’t even get the pleasure of knowing what it tastes like. Too bad. Maybe next time.

“Here take a few gasps of air. My dick ain’t coming out yet. I need to take a piss. And I have a toilet mouth wrapped around my cock. Too bad, I’m losing my hard on; I would have pissed directly into your gut.

“When I tell you, just start swallowing. You will drink it all. Let’s see if a gay boy can do what all those bitches promised but failed. Swallow…. Ahh. That feels good. You might not get to savor my cum, but you will have the taste of my piss in your mouth for a while.

“Good boy. I want the last drops on your face. There you go. You look like the whore you are.

“Well, you lived up to what you promised. You could take my dick. If you want to do this again, next weekend you can come over to my garage. I have it set up for whatever crosses my mind. I have a few stations I can install you in so I can use your mouth for hours. And I mean hours. I built most of the equipment there for women, but I can modify it for you. The garage is soundproofed. A bunch of my golfing buds rent out the house and we use it to bring bitches to use. One will bring an occasional gay boy. The detached garage is entirely for me and my sick mind.

“You want to come by and be used by my cock?... Good. Damn. I just noticed that I didn’t work over your nips. I won’t make that mistake the next time. I’ll be in touch.

“Nice place. You are sitting in a piss puddle you should clean it up. Slurp what you can, then clean it up. Another round of golf is in order.”

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bedoballoons · 1 year ago

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Hear me out!!! Lyney/Albedo/Wanderer/Xiao catching reader getting high and getting off alone to pictures of them!! /w\ Some punishment maybe for having fun by themselves hehe

KDBSKDNDK YES! Thank you for you're request and I hope you enjoy! Sorry for lack of posts, had a lot going on the past few days!!

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿─

{༻~High and having fun~༺}

CW: Nsfw! MDNI! Reader gets high, punishments, teasing, fingering, cursing, spanking with a ruler in Albedos, a bit of degradation in Wanderers, rough sex, pet names: (Lyney: Mon chérie/amour, Wanderer: Slut, Albedo: Love), GN reader!

(Includes: Lyney, Albedo, Wanderer, and Xiao!)

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𑁍༄Lyney:

You bit your lip, your cheeks warm with a deep red blush and your eyes glazed over with lust... you never would have guessed getting high could have such a effect on you, but as your hands slowly ran down your body...stopping to play with your eager hole while you while you looked at the picture of your magician...you felt so warm all over...so...good. You moaned out quietly as you dipped your fingers inside of yourself, the feeling of it heightened in your dazed state.

"Ngh-hhh Lynneyy~" You gasped out his name breathlessly, your digits now pumping steadily in and out of your entrance greedily, for a split second you thought you might actually get away with doing things all alone...and then he spoke, "My my my...mon chérie, never would I have guessed you'd attempt to have this kinda fun without me here, you know thats against the rules...and here I was with a romantic night all planned out for us, seems I'll have to save that for another time.."

"Noo...I wanna be romantic...I wanna be with you....i-im sorry please." You shook your head, rubbing your thighs together needily while he smirked at you...a devilish glint in his bright violet eyes, "You're the one who broke the rules mon amour...your going to finish what you started, all by yourself and if I catch you finishing without my permission...there will be consequences."

You didnt really hear his threat...licking your lips as you looked him up and down..., he noticed your stares and you could have sworn he winked at you, but your fantasy was cut short when he gestured for you to continue...even though you no longer wanted to...no you'd much rather have him continue for you, "Lynneyy pretty please...I'm s-sorry...I just felt so warm and mnn so ready for you, pleeeasee.."

"I won't tell you again...begin. I wanna see a show~" He leaned back against the wall, his attention entirely yours...which usually would have left you feeling shy, but that wasn't a option and you had no choice but to follow his instructions, teasing your hole with your fingers yet again, picturing his tip doing so instead, sinking your digits so deep inside...spreading yourself with a moan while Lyney watched.

"Nhhh l-lyneyy~" You imagined his cock in place of your fingers, so deep in you while you shouted out his name for everyone to hear...your body quivering with each pump of your didgets. You repositioned yourself so he could see better, instantly seeing the new bulge in his tight clothing that made you shiver with excitement, "L-lyney ahhh lyne-eey p-please.." You could feel your core tightening with ecstasy, your release inching closer and closer.

He grabbed your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes while you continued to desperately moan out for him, "You wanna finish the show hmm... I don't know if I should let you mon chérie~" You shut your eyes tightly, your body feeling hot all over and his touch only adding to the wildfire of needs building up inside of you, "P-pleeease ahh~" He chuckled at your response, admiring your handiwork for a moment he decided you'd had enough...for now. "Alright...show me the end~"

You came on the spot, breathing roughly as your wetness dripped down your legs...and wanting more than anything else to help out your magician...with his newfound problem.

𑁍༄Albedo:

You touched Albedos picture, imagining what he would do to you if he caught you in the position you were in right now...playing with yourself in his lab while under the influence, not caring for a second if someone were to walk in....making a mess all over his desk. You couldn't help it, you'd lost your filter and all you wanted now was his hands on you, his cock grazing your insides as you gasped for relief...it just sounded so good.

You tilted your head back, remembering his lips against your skin and his voice deep in your ear, all of it causing you to moan loudly "Ahhhhah~" unaware the door had opened...and a certain pale blonde had found you, his blue eyes shimmering with excitement at your shenanigans. He picked up the ruler you'd thrown aside...smacking it against his palm and instantly drawing your attention away from your activities, your hands pausing mid motion, "A-a-albedo...I was j-just-"

"Love...get off my desk, in fact please...bend over it, back towards me, I want to try something~" You gulped...sliding off his desk and turning around...your ass out in the open for him, the sight of you enough to make his cock twitch in his pants as he lined up the ruler.

Smack!

The ruler harshly hit your skin, leaving a burning sensation that had tears welling up in your eyes and a pained moan escape your lips....

Smack!

Again the ruler hit your rear end and then again and again, until your ass was bright red...and you were begging for some sort of relief, apologizing more times than you could count...

𑁍༄Wanderer:

You laid back, sprawled out on the bed you and Wanderer usually shared, breathing heavily with a sinful look on your face and clutching your boyfriends picture in your hand while your other busied itself with pleasuring your entrance. Your whole body was on fire, senses on overdrive and your lower regions throbbing with desire, craving his touch.

You couldn't stop yourself, especially with your mind already hazy from getting high just moments before and your touch starved body wanting his...you were almost hoping Wanderer would find you at this point. Little did you know... he already had, in fact he'd been there for awhile, enjoying your desperate pleas for his cock and how easy it was for you to get off just from his picture alone, he was more than a little turned on by it.

"Well, look at this..what a dirty little slut~"

You sat straight up, a excited shiver running down your spine, "W-wanderer...when did you g-get back hmm?" He smirked at you, catching you off guard when he harshly shoved you back onto the mattress and started undoing his shorts eagerly, "Shut it, you've got me all hot and bothered and now you're gonna pay for it, I'm sure that won't be a issue considering how high off your ass you are, horny bitch." Your home quivered and his rude words, god you'd missed him so much...

You were lucky you had prepared yourself because he sure as hell wasn't going to do it for you, his tip grazing your entrance while you moaned in delight and then dug your nails into his back as he shoved his entire length into you without remorse, thrusting so roughly you could barely breath, you shouted at him to go slower but he merrily laughed in your face " You w-were so cock hungry early...I'm just giving you w-what you wanted~" He groaned into your ear, his dick pounding into you with such force you couldn't even remember your own name, "Ahh! P-lease p-please! Ngh-hh!"

"You can cum w-when I do slut." He lifted your leg over his shoulder, going even deeper into you while you struggled to keep your climax at bay, your tight walls making him drunk with lust and pushing him so far over the edge. "F-fuuck~" He slammed his dick into you one last time, his hot sticky seed shooting into you while you screamed out his name, finishing so hard you could see celestia...for now you'd enjoy it, but tomorrow...you probably wouldn't even be able to stand.

𑁍༄Xiao:

You grinded yourself on on Xiaos bulge, your face absolutely red with blush since he'd caught you cumming on your own fingers, the picture you always had of him now soiled by your own wetness. His hands were holding your hips in place, his lips on your neck while you begged him desperately to fuck you and attempted to get any amount of friction you could, you were so needy and completely unashamed due to being under the influence...

"Xiao, i-i know I was b-bad but i-i-"

He put his finger to your mouth, signalling for you to be quiet before letting his hand travel down your stomach to your heat, his yellow eyes gleaming with mischief as he played with you, toying with you like he'd actually let you finish. "How dare you not call for me...not say my name while you did dirty things to yourself~" You hid your face with your hands, moaning breathlessly at your overstimulated hole getting pleasured all over again, "I-im s-ooorry! Mnngh! D-dont stop p-please doont s-stop!"

He shook his head, acting like he was disappointed in you while he pumped his digits in and out of your entrance with haste, your core tightening around him eagerly as you let out a loud gasp when you feeling yourself getting close.

And then it stopped, a whine escaping your lips, "N-no I'm sorry i-im sorry!"

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 1 month ago

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How about Crewel talking to Trey and Rook’s families about what they do in Science Club?

Crewel voice) I don't get paid enough for this.

Decided to just do Mr. + Mrs. Hunt and Mr. + Mrs. Clover since all of the Hunt and Clover siblings added might make the lab too chaotic.

Family means Nobody is Forgotten or Left Behind.

Alchemy Lab #4 was Science Club's stage for the day.

The lab benches had been maneuvered into neat rows. Each member of the club claimed one for themselves, decorating the bench as they pleased. Banners and cloths draped over exposed wooden surfaces, charts and graphs mounted up, diagrams and dioramas artfully put together. Curious parents and siblings wandered, peering at the tables in turn.

"These are the projects your sons submitted for the upcoming Science Fair we'll be putting on," Crewel announced as he paced the room, lightly tapping his pointer against an open palm. "Please take your time to browse through each exhibit. I, as well as my students, will be circulating. If you have any questions, do not hesitate to flag one of us down."

He continued down the line of benches, passing a number of normal projects. "Personal Qualities of a Mage & the Impact on Affinity with Varying Familiar Animals", "Mandrake Processing Methods for Maximum Potency", "The Magic Gene: 10% of Humans"... Crewel came to a hard stop as a jubilant shout sliced through the room.

"Très magnifique!"

Ugh, he grimaced. Not this again.

Crewel made his way to the back left corner, where the disruption had originated.

"Rook..." Trey was saying from behind his bench-- "The Long-Term Effects of Sugar Consumption on Tooth Decay". He had displayed several jars with various liquids and a single tooth, in various stages of rot, in each. In a beaker, white sugar had been piled high to indicate how many spoonfuls were found in a single can of soda.

At the bench next to him, Rook mouthed off. He moved his hands in an animated manner as he rambled, as if he were an actor exaggerating his performance. "Chevalier des Roses! Fufufu, what good fortune it is that our fates crossed on this momentous occasion. I was very curious to see the fruits of your labor--and you did not disappoint! Those delightful samples you've acquired, might I ask how you came upon them?

"What, the baby teeth?" Trey pushed his glasses up. "I asked my little brother and sister to donate those to me, and they were happy to oblige. I thought it would help my exhibit out if I had real life visuals."

"Ahhh, how very resourceful of you!!" The huntsman's eyes gleamed with mischief. "For your next project, might I suggest conducting the same experiment but with the teeth of various beasts?"

Trey's laughter was soft and strained. "And just how do you think I'd get my hands on those kinds of teeth...?"

"I would be more than happy to assist, should you need it!"

Trey said nothing--didn't need to, for the alarm on his face said it all. His eyes passed over Rook's own bench: "Curiosities of Night Raven College Campus: A Compendium of Captivating Creatures". His peer had constructed a highly detailed miniature of the school, the buildings hand-painted and the flora made of papercraft. There were signs posted around the mini-campus, indicating key points of interest: a trio of merpeople (an octopus and two moray eels) splashing in a puddle of water, a sleepy lion beastman nestled among the flowers, a dragon fae on the rooftops and nestled with the gargoyles, and more.

I can see why Art is his best subject, Trey thought, and I'd be impressed if I wasn't also kind of put-off by it.

"Er... Thanks, but no thanks, I'm good."

"I didn't realize you had such... interesting friends, Trey," coughed a mild-looking man in glasses. Tufts of green hair stuck out from under his cap.

"He's very spirited and very creative," a woman in a similar hat and hairstyle commented. She gingerly wiped the back of her hand on her pant leg, as if wiping off a kiss that had been planted there earlier.

A blonde couple with faces strikingly similar to Rook's chuckled. They whispered to each other in a foreign language. Then the woman of the pair spoke.

"Forgive him. Rook has been plagued by curiosity since he was but a child and has a tendency to be rather excitable--but that is part of his allure, non? And you, Mister Clover, are worthy of his attention."

"M-Mister Clover?" Trey was too stunned to immediately reply. "Er, Mister Clover is my dad. You can just call me Trey or something..."

"Monsieur Clover," the blonde man said. "Your project is fascinating. Tell me, do you hold opinions on dissolving other body parts in corrosive liquids?"

"Um... I hope that's not implying what I think you're implying, sir..."

Crewel loudly cleared his throat. "Ah-HEM!!"

His students visibly snapped to attention.

"Hunt. Clover. I certainly hope you pups aren't causing a disturbance for our guests," Crewel said, his stern tone a warning.

“No, Professor—not at all. We were just presenting our research to our parents and got a little carried away.”

“The mistake was ours! I apologize for the outburst. When the thrill of a scientific discovery grabs hold of me… fufufu, it is most difficult to contain. I will be more mindful next time.”

“There had better not BE a next time. Return to giving your presentations properly!”

“Yeah, got it.”

“Oui!”

Crewel turned away and put an arm out, corralling the Clovers and Hunts. He steered them away from Trey and Rook’s benches. “There are many other projects to see. Leave your boys be, they’ll only cause more trouble if you throw them a bone.”

“Oh my, is Trey causing you trouble?” Mrs. Clover asked. “But he’s always behaved himself at home. Helps with the chores, looks after his siblings. I can’t imagine that he’d be cruel.”

“On the contrary, he’s one of the few club members that attempts to keep a leash on things. The operative word there being attempts. His success rate varies,” Crewel snorted. “No, his trouble comes in his own obsessions. Every other meeting he’s whipping up cake in the labs when he knows full well experiments shouldn’t be edible! He claims hems hunting for ‘the optimal ratio of leavening agents’.”

“Oops, sounds like the baker in him slipped out,” Mr. Clover joked—taking the news in stride.

“Do you eat the cake afterwards?”

“No, we do not eat the cake afterwards,” Crewel groaned at Mrs. Hunt’s question. “It’s a clear and present safety hazard, so we dispose of it.”

“Such a shame.” She craned her head. “… Do you think there’s a student here that has looked into how much of various poisons can be feasibly consumed before starting to experience physiological reactions to them?”

“As I’ve said, madam…! We do not ingest our experiments, and students’ safety is our number one priority! I implore you to consider less morbid research topics.”

Mr. Hunt leaned into her ear, whispering something. When he pulled back, she nodded. An unknown agreement made.

“How is Rook doing in club then?” Mr. Hunt inquired, picking up where his wife had left off. “I suspect his love for exploration and the unknown persists in his extracurriculars.”

Crewel clicked his tongue. “Perhaps too much so. It’s often his messes that Clover is correcting! Most of the other club members are too frightened to approach him thanks to the bag of wild animal skulls he brought back with him from the woods! The week before that, he conjured an explosive potion.”

“Hahaha, very good.”

The Hunts shared a laugh. Like wind chimes, quiet as they tinkled in the wind. Eerie if one listened for too long, and then fixated on the silence that followed.

Crewel carefully regarded them. His eyes then drifted to the Clovers. Mr. Clover had an arm around his wife, and together they looked like a portrait of blissful domesticity.

… Looking at these sets of parents, it’s clear to see where Hunt and Clover got their… everything from.

The teacher shook his head.

The apples don’f fall far from their trees, hmm?

#twst #twisted wonderland #Divus Crewel #twisted wonderland interactions #twst interactions #Trey Clover #Rook Hunt #disney twisted wonderland #NRC Family Day #twst imagines #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland scenarios #twst scenarios #disney twst

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jenzcoxg · 11 days ago

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Best Friends Friend

• Renjun x f!reader

• includes/warnings: Mark is reader BEST friend, mention of readers mom, lots of laughing (not really a warning, lol), reader uses Tumblr, jerking off, spanking, slapping, unprotected sex (please just wrap the damn pp), reader makes renjun angry one (two?) times, crying,

•Requested!

•AUTHORS NOTE: I started writing this the second i saw the request . I think this is the best I have wrote so far.

You and Mark have always been good friends. His mom was friends with your mom, and you both just clicked. You both always supported each other. Mark would take care of you when you were sick, then vice versa. When he got accepted into SM, you were so happy for him.

But when he became an idol, you hardly saw him. You would go to almost all his shows to, of course, support him. Every time you would see him, all he would talk about is his members and how sweet they are.

He would take you places but his members of course had to be there too.

Coffee Shop

"So how long have you known Mark for?" Chenle asked you. You were surprised, thinking they wouldn't talk to you for some reason.

"Oh!" Your thumb tapped your cup, "Uh, a long time." An awkward smile grew across your face.

"Longer than me?" Haechan smiled at you.

"I don't know-"

"Do you sleep with socks on?" Jaemin randomly asked.

"Huh?"

"Guys, leave her alone. you're overwhelming her." Renjun added, taking another sip of his drink. You look at him, nodding as a thank you.

The Mall

"Jeno, buy me this." Haechan begged Jeno.

"Dude, just get your own damn money. You're in 127 and Dream, so you should have more money than me." Haechan rolled his eyes, you let out a small laugh.

"Wait! We should buy this and play it sometime!" Mark pointed to the shelf, Halli Galli.

A mantra of "Ohhhs" and "Ahhhs" could be heard from all of them.

"You gotta teach me how to play again, I forgot." Jisung put his shoulder around Jaemin.

"I think I beat you last time we played." He poked Jisungs chest, causing him to wince.

Looking around the shop, you couldn't really find anything until you found this adorable charm bracelet with cute little teddy bears. For some reason, you stared at it for the longest time. You eventually grab it and look at the price tag, then put it back on the shelf.

"That's cute!" You jumped as Renjun appeared from behind you, he laughed. "I saw your face when you saw the price. How much is it?"

You took it back off the shelf, "30" His eyebrows raised with surprise.

"I'll buy it for you." He offered.

"No no no you don't have to do that-"

He smiled at you. "Its fine, really, I'll get it for you. But you buy my coffee next time."

"I will!" You smiled, happy you got the bracelet.

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The more you went out with them, the more you fell for Renjun. He was like an angel. He was so pretty, his face, his body, his eyes, everything. Sometimes, when you go out with them, you will purposely sit yourself close to him or be near him. He made you feel happy and good.

Every day, you would log onto Tumblr to post about your day. Fun stuff, sad stuff, just random stories that happened throughout the day. You started to post about how you fell in love with your best friends' friend.

● mysterybunny33

Today was fun! I went shopping with my friend and his friends. So when I went to this one store, I saw this cute charm bracelet and (Let's call him, X) X bought it for me! X is my best friends' friend. X is also really funny and kind! I think I'm starting to fall in love with him...

Replies*

*starrynight12* - Omg that's so cute! I bet he's hot.

*mysterybunny33* (creator) - He is 🙀

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You started searching for renjun smut everywhere. It was like your new favorite hobby, finding a new fic to read. You read before bed, getting ready in the morning, all the time.

One day, you were at marks house, just having a fun movie marathon with him and a couple of his group members, jeno, chenle, and renjun. You had just finished a movie and everybody got up to leave. You stayed for a bit after, just to help clean up.

"Hey Mark, I gotta use the bathroom real quick." You say as you put the popcorn bag in the trash. He looked at you and nodded.

"Okay."

As you walked down the hallway, you heard a noise. At first, you thought it was Mark accidentally dropping something, but the sound came from Mark's bedroom. You walk in, confused by what you were hearing.

You heard a loud groan which startled you. You turned your head around the corner to see Renjun in Mark's shower. Fuck. What the fuck is he doing here? You quickly swung your head back around, scared he would see you.

You heard moan after moan. Was he jerking off? Why was he in Marks shower? As fast as you could, you ran out of there.

"I'm gonna go home. Bye!" You slammed the door behind you. Mark was confused about why you left in such a rush.

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*mysterybunny33*

Today was a good day! I watched movies with my friends. We had so much fun. I saw X again, but I saw him doing something, so I'm feeling a little weird. I feel dumb. Anyway, that's all!

replies

*d33zznuts* - What did you see?

*mysterybunny33* (creator) - I don't wanna tell.

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It was around 6 pm on a Friday. You were just laying in bed reading fanfiction. Ding!

You have 1 new message from Mark

Mark: Hey, do you want to come over tonight to the dreams house? Since you're not doing anything.

Y/n: Yeah, of course!

You soon got out of bed, did your hair, makeup, and got dressed, you were wearing a cute crop top with a pretty pink skirt.

It took you about 30 minutes to get there. As soon as you pull up, you see Mark running to the front door to greet you.

"Hi! We were just playing a game, if you wanna watch." You nodded in response, Mark smiles and walks back into the house.

You sat on the couch, watching them play whatever game they were invested in. All of a sudden, you felt the couch dip next to you. You turned your head to see Renjun sitting there. He was wearing a plain black shirt and gray sweatpants.

He turned to you, "I don't like that game." You hummed. "So, do you want something to drink, I can get it for you."

"I'll take water, please." He nodded and got up to go to the kitchen. You were zoned out, not really sure why you came over, they were probably just gonna play that stupid game the whole time.

"Here you go." Too deep into thought, you didn't notice Renjun handing you the water. "Hello?" You snapped your head to him

"Oh, sorry. Thank you." You took the water from his hand, taking a big gulp. You jumped when you heard Chenle yell at the game, making Renjun giggle at you.

You were there for an hour already, bored out of your damn mind. All you did was twiddle with your thumbs, drink your water, and watch them play the game for a minute or two.

Renjun was just sitting there quietly, scrolling through something on his phone. Sometimes showing you a reel or a picture he thinks you would find funny.

You got up three or four times to fill your cup with water again. Placing your glass under the faucet, filling the cup then walking back to the couch.

About 10 minutes later, you heard Mark, "Guys, let's play again!" You rolled your eyes at his words. Why did you even accept his invite? You started scrolling on your phone.

As you scrolled, you got more bored. At this point, you wanted to go home. The sudden urge of having to pee hit you like a brick.

"I'm going to use the bathroom." You ran off.

Renjun noticed your phone was still open. He wanted to get your number. He searched through apps til he finally found it. As he tapped his thumb down, he realized he pressed on the wrong app, Tumblr.

He was about to exit out of the app when something caught his eye. The number of tags you followed that said 'Renjun smut' or something similar to that was crazy. He scrolled through some, seeing you've liked them.

As you walked out of the bathroom, you noticed Renjun was gone. "Hey, where did Renjun go?" you asked.

"He said he was going up to his room." Jeno answered. You hummed.

As you sat back down, you noticed that your phone was gone. Thinking Renjun grabbed it, thinking it was his.

You walked up the stairs, seeing a door slightly ajar, you figured it was his room. As you knocked you saw him there, looking right at your phone.

"Renjun, t-thats my phone." he didn't answer you. Instead, he continued looking at it.

He got up, "sit."

"What?-"

"I said sit." confused, you sat on the edge of his bed. He went to his door to close it.

He walked back to you, "Here, take it." as he handed it to you, your stomach dropped.

"How did you find this?" you questioned. He looked at you.

"Want to read it to me?" He sat back down, this time next to you.

"No." You answered just staring at your phone.

He snatched the phone from your hand, "Renjun put his hand around your neck, squeezing till you couldn't breathe. As you gasped for air, he said, 'This is what you like, fucking slut.' He pushed into you fast, not-"

"Stop!" You try grabbing the phone from his hands but he's to fast.

"I thought I could trust you. And you go behind my back and do this? You wanted me to find out, didn't you." Your mouth was wide open. He scoffed, then put the phone on the table.

"Lay." He said. You looked at him, confused. "Are you dumb? I said lay." He meant on his lap.

As you laid down, he gripped your thigh, forcing you down.

"Can you count?" you heard him ask.

"Wha-" a loud smack was heard as Renjun slapped your ass.

"Renjun, stop." You whined. Another slap to your ass cheek.

"I don't hear you counting. Now we have to start over." you whimpered at his words. He slapped your ass cheek again.

"One."

"Good girl." another slap

"T-two." he hummed. the pain was shooting straight to your core. He slapped your ass cheek for the fifth time.

"Three." Your voiced cracked. He took a little longer than he did for the sixth slap. You slowly move your hips on his bulge. He quickly slapped your ass again.

"Don't do that. lift your hips up." You listened to him.

This time, the slap was to your cunt. You screamed.

"I don't hear counting." he said in a teasing way.

"Six?"

"Good job." he smacked your cunt 2 more times before he stopped. "Now get up." You slowly got up, standing in front of him.

"Take your clothes off for me, yeah?" not wasting any time, you started to undress. He watched carefully. "So pretty, just for me." He stood up.

Renjun grabs your shoulders and pushes you to the nearest wall. He starts kissing you, everywhere. On your forehead, cheek, neck, collarbone. He lifted his head to kiss you on the lips.

He didn't let go. He tilted his head to the side to deepen the kiss. Your tongues clashed together. He bit your bottom lip, making you whimper. Renjun put his knee in between your legs, lifting you up so he can carry you.

You could feel his bulge when he lifted you. He gently put you on the bed. "Stay there." He said before he started to undress.

As he takes off his boxers, you finally see him, all of him. He was huge. He moved back to the bed, getting on top of you.

"Wait, flip over." You flipped onto your stomach. Renjun put two fingers in his mouth, getting them wet. You slightly jumped as you felt his cold fingers graze your cunt, coating it with his spit.

"You ready baby?" He asked. You nodded. "I need words baby."

"Y-yes." you whined.

Before you knew it, he slammed his hips into yours, not giving you any time to adjust to his size.

"Oh fuck, baby, you're so fucking tight. Just for me, hmm?" He spanked your ass.

"Yes, mhm, fuck." you let out. He let out a teasing laugh.

The way your hips were hitting each other created wet noises. He tightens his grip on your waist to go faster. The little grunts that came out of his mouth were so pretty.

"You're so pretty. I have had a thing for you ever since I first saw you-fuck- I love you." The words that came out of his mouth were surprising to you, but at the same time, so sweet.

"I also know you saw me jerking off in Mark's shower. I saw your head peak the corner." He confessed. You giggled.

"Renjun, I'm close." You whined, moaning as he hit that one spot over and over again.

"Me too baby. Can you hold it for me?"

"Y-yes."

You needed to release so badly. It was hard when he told you that. You couldn't hold it anymore. With a couple more thrusts, you came undone around him.

"You're so perfect baby and- oh my god, did you just cum?" He asked, you whimpered in response.

"Flip over."

You were now facing him. Your legs were burning at this point.

A harsh slap landed on you cunt, you screamed.

"That's what you get for not listening." he pushed back into you with no warning again.

He spread your legs as far as they could go, to go deeper.

His thrusts had gotten sloppier. "Fuck, baby. I'm gonna cum-" his hot liquid shot right into you.

Tears ran down your cheeks as he flipped you both to where you were on top of him.

"Oh, baby, you're so sweet to me." He ran his fingers up and down your back.

"Do you want anything?" He asked.

"Water." Your raspy voice made him chuckle.

He laid you on the bed so he could get up. tired, you fell asleep. Renjun looked at you and smiled. He put on his shorts and shirt, then walked out the door.

As he walked down the stairs he heard clapping.

"The Huang Renjun has finally done it." Jeno yelled from the couch.

"Shut up." Renjun rolled his eyes.

Mark got up to go to the kitchen where Renjun was.

"Yo, dude, if you wanted to fuck my friend, why didn't you say so." Mark grabbed a bag of chips from the cupboard.

Renjun grabbed a glass, filled it up, and grabbed a cloth from the drawer.

"Too late. She's mine now." Renjun smiled.

"I knew you liked her." Jaemin said.

"Yeah, like when you bought her all that stuff." Jeno added.

Renjun blushed. He's so lucky to have someone like you.

#jenzcoxg #nct dream #nct dream smut #nct smut #renjun #nct #renjun smut #mark lee #jeno lee #lee donghyuck #na jaemin #zhong chenle #park jisung #renjun x reader #huang renjun smut #huang renjun

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How the heck do you get Ashton to actually look like a rock? Signed, a fanartist who has tried every brush under the sun but still cannot nail it the way you brilliantly have.

ahhh thank you so much for the kind words!

Answer (sort of)- Ash's palette was hugely up in the air for a really long time. I kept pitching random bits of color at Taliesin, but his write up did not have any specific coloring in it from the get-go. And because I knew they were made of rock, I trended towards something to the left or right of grey (his working/code name had the word grey in it, as well, which def influenced me).

This went on for a while, until one day Tal did his Tal thing and just sent me plans for the finished Ashton. He painted over one of my sketches with the colors he wanted, included refs of some textures. The textures for the skin included nephrite and serpentine (nephrite is one form of jade, serpentine is a whole other thing.)

The serpentine reference had these really bold lines running through it, and I was worried I wouldn't be able to replicate them, so i just... dropped the texture into the sketch. I think I was just checking to see if it was gonna make them unreadable, but it actually looked pretty great. I painted over it a bit to work out where the lines should fall and how to get them to bend around the figure. And then when I was doing the final render, I made a brush that made the fucky line effect. There's one key element to the brush that I will show you-

The shape of the brush is just a random splatter shape, but the angle, size, and roundness change in response to pen pressure, so that as you draw, you can increase the size with added pressure, and some lovely, 3-D helix shapes will start appearing as you go.

From there it's easy- Make an extreme dark and an extreme light in your little texture space, then paint over in variations of green to push things deeper into Ash's "skin" while maintaining a slight transparency.

Here's some other little tips- - Before you add intense, lined texture, start with a textured base. This can be anything. Once I used a picture of the amazon rainforest with heavy color correction. Sometimes I use sponge brushes. Have fun with it. - Try to make the larger textures support the underlying figure. My go-to is large, lazy spirals that shimmy up and down their limbs. - Don't fight the lighting too much. To increase readability, try to use elements of higher or rougher texture to frame the features, while keeping the immediate area of their eyes, for example, less busy.

Good luck, and thanks for the ask!

#my art #critical role #asks

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okay but we NEED more taki x chubby reader or maybe &team x chubby reader thoughts (nsfw and sfw) :3333

&Team With a Chubby Girlfriend 🔞+🌸

WC: 2270

TW: Includes Maki so if uncomfortable you can scroll away or not read his, chubby reader, description of the body, afab reader, Talks of body fat, smut, BDSM, nicknames, slapping/spanking, mentions of clothes, not proof read I think that's all let me know if I miss anything.

A/N: As a short chubby girl myself this actually healed me in ways I didn't know could. Also added both SFW and NSFW parts in this.

Kei-

SFW: Kei would always hype you up. For example when you're going shopping and buying new clothes you would be cautious of what to buy. Simple because the media and maybe even people in your day to day life always say how you should dress with your body size. Not to mention with the clothing market some clothes are literally just built to only look good on skinny girlies. Especially with shirts and let's say maybe you have a big chest. So you grow cautious of what to wear because of what people would say. But let's say there's a shirt or dress you really want, but it's body fitting. Second guessing yourself you'll put it back on the rack and when going to check out Kei would get confused because you looked really good on it and he knew that you really liked it. When you tell him why you didn't get it he will go back inside and buy it for you. He'll always tell you how much he loves your body and how beautiful it is, and that you shouldn't feel like you have to hide it.

NSFW: Kei loves to slap you, not on the face(on the face too but) but your thighs, ass, just anywhere he can get his hands on simply because he loves the way your body reacts to it. I also feel like he's always squeezing your body and praising your body. Always talks about how much he loves your body. He also just fucking loves seeing you in lingerie, the way your body looks in it as it shows off your curves. The way how some parts squeeze into your body and causes parts of it to pucker out. He feels as if he could cum right in the spot just seeing you in it.

Fuma-

SFW: He saw no issue with it honestly. Your body type just didn't cross his mind at first because you're just so beautiful and he loved you so much. So the fact that you may be insecure because the thoughts of why he's with you when he could have a girl with a flat tummy and fit body just never clicked for him. I swear to God though once he finds out about it though he would feel so upset. But not angry at you, but because who the fuck told you your body wasn't beautiful? would pamper you so fucking much and if he EVER saw you eating less because of this he would have a very serious talk with you because wtf.

NSFW: Has such a thing for you when you're wearing dresses that show off your body. Also expect him to use his strength kink against you. He'd want to pick you up and fuck you against the wall. But if you get worried or question his strength thinking you're too heavy for him to pick up. Boooooy oh my FUCKING GOD, he would prove you so fucking wrong. He’d so throw you over his shoulder or quickly pick you up and push you against the wall “think I can't lift you love?” AHHH

Nicholas-

SFW: Loves to hug you and hold your tummy or your thighs. He loves your body so much and he finds you so adorable. He loves to squish your cheeks as well that makes your lips pucker out and will kiss them. He kisses your body all over but in a nonsexual way. Just peppers kisses all over you. You won't ever feel a moment of insecurity when with him. Like if an insecure thought starts to pop up it'll disappear instantly. Also, he's equally if not more pissed off about the fashion industry for catering clothes specifically for skinny people. And if you decide to start making your own clothes he would be so fucking supportive and also impressed.

NSFW: H-hear me out guys 👉🏻👈🏻, Nico is obsesssssssed when you wear skirts and thigh highs. With the thigh highs he just can't stop staring with the way they wrap around your thighs and how the top part sticks out, just the way they're indenting(don't know if this is the right word) into your thighs. He loves fucking you in them too. He'll have you over his laps, ass up as he spanks you and gropes your ass and thighs. He loves seeing the way your body shakes and the fat jiggles. Is also addicted to the sight when he's fingers your so hard and fast that your body moves along with it.

Euijoo-

SFW: Loves having you lay on him or sit on him. Like he just loves your body on him because it makes him feel so soft inside. If you ever tell him that you don't like sitting on him or laying on him because you feel bad with your weight. Thinking you'll crush him or something. Once he hears this he will instantly pull you down on him and won't let you up. His limbs would wrap around you, not letting you go until you take back what you said. Will also smother you in kisses. He loves your body so much and it hurts him when he sees you being insecure about it because he just doesn't understand how such a gorgeous person would be insecure. Really the type to be ‘if only I could leaned you my eyes so you could see how I see you’

NSFW: I've mentioned before that he has to have his hands on you at all times in a previous hard hour thoughts post. But if you're a chubby person it intensifies to an extreme. His hands are groping each and every part of your entire body. He can't help it, he's thinks the way your thighs and stomach jiggle with each of his thrust is so fucking hot. Cums on your stomach as well, he can't help it but the look of how it's all sprayed across your tummy makes him fall in love with you all over again.

Yuma-

SFW: He loves loves loves grabbing your thighs and just squeezing as hard as he can. He also loves slapping your thighs and seeing them jiggle her just can't get over it. At first having an issue with it you wouldn't say anything, as it didn't bother you that much at first. But let's say one day you're just not in the mood and you're feeling a little extra body self cautious. Not knowing this he would go up to you and do his usual with your thighs until you snap. He'd be startled of course but he won't get angry, he'd ask you what's wrong though. When you tell him he'd feel bad, because how could he not know that you felt that way. He'd hold you and tell you he loves you nonetheless and the only reason he does that is because of how much he loves your body.

NSFW: Yuma+BDSM is already canon to me. But Yuma with Chubby reader plus BDSM? *Wipes sweat off my forehead ‘phew’* he's tying you up but he's tying the rope so tight that it's indenting into your flesh. He's also sooo using whips on you because of how your body reacts to it. When he's fucking into you he can't look away either. Just needs to keep his eyes on you at all times but doesn't know where to look. Also if you're a chubby reader with big tits expect titty fucking to be a regular occurrence in your sex life.

Jo-

SFW: Won't say shit at first. Like you'd never know how he felt because he doesn't say anything, but there will be signs. For starters he loves laying on your lap, and if you're insecure he KNOWS. But instead of saying shit he'd send you articles about how in ancient times being chubby was considered beautiful. Even art pieces like statues of Goddesses and paintings of chubby women/plus size women. So you ever start to rethink if he actually does love your body because you don't hear it, you'll need to focus on his actions.

NSFW: THIGH FUCKING, Jo loves to fuck your thighs. Just the way your thick thighs wrap around his cock is intoxicating to him. It's his favorite thing in the world+cumming on your thighs. He also loves receiving nudes from you and loves taking them for you. You laying down in provocative poses showing off your body. Also expect him to have rose petals on you and around you during your little photoshoot. Keeps the photos in a little binder for his eyes only because they're his most prized possessions.

Harua-

SFW: LOVES cuddling with you, just being able to hold you close, his hands taking purchase on your stomach or thighs. He also loves snacking with you, you're his number 1 snack buddy. So when he goes to you with snacks and you refuse he'll low-key get petty but like not in a toxic way. But in a ‘how dare you not want to snack with me, you know this is my favorite part of our days together, and you dare deprive me of such happiness?’ yeah he gets dramatic about it…but if you explain to him it's because you're wanting to lose weight because you're insecure or don't like your body since someone commented on your body. He'll turn serious for like 30 minutes and cup your face and tell you how much he loves your body and you should never want to change it just because someone else said so. But would turn straight to being dramatic once again saying ‘who said it by the way? I'll have a talk with them AND their mother for making my baby feel bad because how DARE THEY”

NSFW: Another thigh fucker enthusiast. Will fuck your thighs in any position, standing up, you laying on your back with your legs up in the air, on your side. Doesn't matter man he just wants to fuck them. Will cum so much on you too because of this. And then he will get hard AGAIN because of the sight. Speaking of cumming, he needs to cover every inch of your body with his cum. He can't get enough of seeing your body just covered in it.

Taki-

SFW: Is borderline obsessed with your stomach. His hands have to always be on it, if they're not then he's resting his head on you. Another number one hype boy with your clothes especially when you choose to show off your body. He's also always telling you how much he loves your body. I swear to God guys. He also loves squishing the fat on your body, especially playing with your stomach and thighs. He can't help it. If you tell him to stop he'll be pouty all day. Literally if there was a challenge where he had to go a whole day without touching you he will literally break out into tears. If you ever get insecure about your body btws be prepared to sit through an hour if not longer PowerPoint on why you should love your body and why he loves your body and how he will literally fuck up anyone who tries to say otherwise. Plays with your cheeks the way others play with his. Y'all the cheek duo.

NSFW: 🥹, hands on your tummy, he's squeezing it, holding it, anything he just loves holding it during sex especially when he's about to cum. He just knows you're going to hold his cum well. He loves squeezing your thighs and slapping them but not harshly in a more like love tap way just enough to get them to jiggle. He's also rotating between holding your thighs/ass to your stomach when eating you out. Wants you to wrap your thick thighs around his head too.

Maki-

SFW: A mixture of Fuma and Kei. Like it's not that he didn't care? But like…it's also because he doesn't care. How do I explain this? You being chubby doesn't matter to him because he loves you and doesn't think it's that big of a deal. He won't make a big deal out of it and thinks it's so fucking weird when people do. He literally side eyes people who make such a big deal out of people who aren't skinny like the ones in magazines. And will get pissed if people decide to bring up your weight. Like if he saw a comment or overhears someone say something about you man's won't fucking HESITATE. Now, even though he won't make a big deal out of it he also just so happens to also subconsciously squeeze your body and slightly jiggle your thighs a little.

NSFW: So, like I said in the SFW portion he doesn't make a big deal out of you being chubby. HOWEVER, he can't help but be so over you when he's horny. Def wants you to sit on his face, he just knows it'll be so hot. But if you're like ‘no, I'd literally crush you’ he would look at you as if you're fucking insane and once you finally do agree to sit on his face oh maaaaan. You'll hesitate a little as you straddle his face not wanting to sit all the way. So he'll grab your hips and pull you down. Because when he says he wants you to sit on his face he means he wants you to SIT on his face. He wants you to suffocate him. He's pulling and tugging and slapping your ass and thighs btws.

#auntiefaye🧚🏻‍♀️#&team hard hours #&team imagines #&team smut #andteam hard hours #andteam smut #&team hard thoughts #andteam hard thoughts

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