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nasty-quillz · 8 months ago

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Keepin' It Sleazy: Overhaul's Onahole

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Dedication: This fic it for my girl RamenAddicted

Summary: Your father owed the Shie Hassaikai a debt. A debt he failed to pay. Chisaki Kai comes to collect.

Tags: Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Author chooses not to use tags

A/n: I've chosen not to use tags outside of a general Dead Dove. With that being said, if you been on my blog, you have an idea of what I write. It 100% darker than anything I've given you before. Please keep that in mind. If you can think of it and it's fucked up, it's prolly in this fic. Assume the worst

Spatchkas Overhaul is the b e s t Overhaul

Reader Visual, for Before and After

You lay on the cushioned bench, naked and trembling.

Kai Chisaki stood over you, taking you in. “Look at you Y/n. So pretty as nothing more than an onahole.”

His words made you tremble harder, as tears slid down your face.

Overhaul glowered at you, not at all moved by your tears. “There’s no point in your tears now. Your father should have paid me. Then his precious daughter wouldn’t be subjected to paying his debts.” All this was said, while he fucked your glistening asshole with a jeweled buttplug. “Everyone’s so damned incompetent lately, that I need to see to your family’s debt myself,” the yakuza said as he watched you writhe and squirm. “Honestly I don’t see how you’d think he’d come back to save you in time, he owes me thousands.”

The word was emphasized by the final push of the plug into your ass. He rubbed approvingly at a dark asscheek, before admiring the slick fat lips of your pussy. He loved watching you get wet from having your ass played with. Loved seeing the ways your body responded to being violated.

He took his thumbs and spread the lips of your pussy apart. He watched raptly as the gooey mess between your lips was revealed. Your cunt was pretty and dark and pristine. Engorged fat and twitching, untouched by anything except your toys, clit hard and sticky.

He pressed his face into your core, and slid his tongue into you in a filthy parody of a kiss. As he licked he breathed you in deeply. He sucked and savored the way you rolled across his senses, completely ignoring your pleas for him to stop.

Above him, you were crying. Little whimpers and cries filled the small room as the villain kneeled between your legs and ate your pussy.. You looked down, through blurry eyes just in time to see him pull away. A thick gooey strand of your slick and his saliva connected you and made for a perverse picture. You watched him reach down and heard the jingle of his belt being undone.

“P—Please, you can’t d—do this. Daddy said he’d bring you your money. Just give h—him more t—time, you don’t have to do this!” You tried to push yourself away from him. To save what little virtue you had left.

Kai laughed as he stood undoing his dark button up. You watched in mounting dread as he stripped himself down, until there’s nothing left but his gloves. When he peeled those off, stared you down, knowing you’d heard what his quirk allowed him to do to people.

After folding his clothes and setting them aside, he gazed at your body reverently. Greedily. As if he was finally getting his paws on a much wanted toy.

For years he’d watched you. Watched the Old Man do business with your father, and could never tear his eyes away from the beguiling quirkless daughter, he brought with him to see the boss's daughter. Even after she was gone, you were brought along out of habit. Left in Overhaul’s care time and time again.

You stood there pristine and untouchable. So perfect and unsoiled. Too good for the life your father led. Too good for him.

Despite his own OCD, he wanted to undo that. Wanted to strip you bare and leave his own less than clean fingerprints all over you. To despoil and soil your virtue until you were filthy enough to be his.

Now as he stood before you, admiring deep brown beautiful skin, he had finally been given everything he’d ever wanted.

He moved forward and you flinched as a warm hand slid greedily over your form. Your tears rolled faster and the soft pads of his thumbs ran over the peaked nipples. You shuddered as he focused on them, pinching and tugging on them roughly.

Before you know it Kai’s slotted himself between your legs. The tip of his dick notched between messy lips. The sound of your sobs only served to make him twitch against you, but when you started struggling he grew irritated.

“Resisting is pointless, Y/n. You’ve been sold to the Shie Hissaikai—Sold to me.” He rocked his hips forward sliding into your hot wet folds. He savored your wetness coating his dick, dragging himself back and forth until it caught at the contracting leaking entrance of your pussy. Predatory gold locks on to teary brown.

“That means, you’ve been given to me to be my personal fleshlight. A trainable onahole to wrap around my dick. A living fuck toy, to use as I please.”

Abruptly, he thrust forward into the gooey grip of your walls. He feels how they shudder as he fucks into you and takes delight in the punched out noise you made. He fucked you roughly, feeling every quiver and ripple of your pussy. The way you cradled him was perfection in a way his quirk could never hope to attain.

He groaned, watching your face contorted in agony and pleasure. Clearly distressed that your tormentor could make your body experience pleasure like this.

When a smirk overtook his mouth, you felt disgust with yourself at ever having found the man attractive, when he was clearly a sick son of a bitch. You do your best to glare up at him, tears prickling in your eyes. Kai just raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t know why you’re angry at me, Y/n. Your ever-doting daddy’s the one who abandoned you,” he groaned as he bottomed out. “Who gave me your address so you could be taken in the night. Does it hurt knowing your daddy just threw you to the wolves to be my personal whore?”

You shook your head in denial. “D—Daddy would never do that to me. You’re lying!”

You lay there, furious. How dare this monster try to lie on Daddy! All he ever wanted was to do right by you as a father. He was getting Overhaul his money, he’d never abandon you. Never sell you!

You were dragged from your thoughts by Kai grabbing you by the chin.

He made you look at him as he slowly dug you out. “Your sorry excuse of a father was given the tools he needed to bring me my money. Instead he hasn’t been seen for days,” he growled as he took hold of your legs and pressed them to your chest, to angle his dick so he could properly use you. “He missed the deadline and my men haven’t caught sight of him in his usual haunts. Does that sound like the behavior of a devoted and loving father?”

He spat at you, irritated. “I mean honestly. The only good thing that’s come from you, being this sheltered, is how pristine this pussy was.” He let go of a leg to smack lightly at your clit. You clenched around him and Kai moaned, as his free hand slid up your body.

A deadly hand slid around your neck and he hastened his pace. You were driven into slow madness as the Yakuza stroked you out and pressed down on the veins around your neck. You feel his mouth latch on to your left breast and shudder at the way his tongue feels.

He latched and sucked harshly, making your back arch off the bench and into his hand. You felt lightheadedness take its hold further.

Below Kai groaned as he sucked at you as if he could pull milk from you if he tried hard enough. He let go of your throat to resume the circles on your clit, as you lay gasping for air. Filth was whispered into your ear, as the man continued to use your body to get off.

“That’s a good fuckhole. Be good and let me dirty this pretty pussy and you’re gonna cum from it.”

You shook in his hold, lips quivering in your struggle to keep yourself from moaning, but the rest of your body couldn’t lie. The rapture of it ever present, making you come apart at the seams. And all you could do was just take it.

Take it as Kai took his pleasure from your increasingly sloppy hole.

“Your cunt’s gonna cream around me, Y/n? Gonna squeeze this nut from me, until you’ve fulfilled your purpose.” His thumb grows insistent “Cream on your new Daddy’s dick.”

You cried out at the Yakuza’s filthy words, your orgasm lancing through you in heavy waves of ecstasy. Tears rolled down your face. Whether it was in despair or pleasure, no one could tell

Kai watched you raptly. Your beautiful lewd face was all he could look at, smug in the fact that he was the only man to ever make you look like this. He only looked away to look at the creamy mess your pussy made on him as he used you, letting his orgasm overcome him.

It was Nirvana as his hand sank deeply into coiling dark hair. He pulled you off the bench and dragged you to kneel at his feet. His glistening dick bounced in your face and you flinched.

“Look at how filthy your pretty lil’ pussy is, Whore.” Yellow irises glinted in the low light of the sparse room, as he glared down at you. “Now clean it up.”

You stared at the still hard dick as it twitched and oozed with the remnants of it’s last release. It was covered in both your fluids.

He drug you forward, until your face pressed against his dick and sac. It was sticky and warm against your face and your were happy he was clean shaven there. He angles your head and you take the hint and kiss at his still full sac with quivering plump dark lips.

He met your gaze head on and you could feel the threat in the air. “You can get to work or you can learn what it feels like being pulled apart molecule by molecule.”

Dark eyes widen in fear, but you kiss less hesitatingly at his balls, before giving them a shy lick. When Kai groaned, you took that to mean you were on the right track. You lapped up your cream from his shaft, doing your best to ignore the salty bitter taste on your tongue. You fought against the immediate urge to pull away and took the head in your mouth.

You tried to take him in slowly. To ease into it, but Kai didn’t care.

He took you by the hair and forced your mouth wider as he slid into the wet cradle of your throat.

Panic sets in and you try to pull away, but his hand stays firm.. You choked and gagged as the Yakuza plundered your throat, desperately hitting at his strong thighs to no avail.

Above you, he savored your struggles as he worked himself to climax again. “This is something you should get used to, Y/n. Afterall, you’ll be servicing someone after me tonight.”

The blood in your veins went cold and fear ran down your spine as you struggled to look up at Kai, through his rough treatment.

The terror must have been clear in your eyes, because Kai swore and fucked your face with new zeal.

All you could do was kneel there and struggle to breath, throat and jaw ached as the older man used you.

After a while tears started building in your eyes and you struggled to keep them at bay with the wracking sobs that could take up no room in your already crowded throat. You kneeled there before the monster, being used as if you were his personal onahole and despite all this, your pussy throbbed from the abuse.

You found yourself despondently wondering when it would end, when you felt the man’s dick harden impossibly, before he completely dislodged himself from your throat.

Dazed and confused you struggle to speak with your abused throat, but you’re shocked into silence by Kai’s warm cum shooting across your face.

Kai stroked his dick, until your face was glazed in him. Took in the sight with a satisfied smirk. “There we go, the last touch for our guest.”

Stiffening, you backed away, scrambling back into the wall next to the bench. Looking at it now you noticed there’s a chin-rest jutting from the wall and a hole big enough to expose the bottom part of your face. Directly above the bench.

You looked back at him as he moved to tower over you and shook in trepidation.

The warm light shone from behind him like a bastardized halo, as he smirked down at you.

“Why must you continue to be so difficult?”

~Jump Cut~

Overhaul had you draped across the bench, head resting firmly in the chin rest. You could do nothing as his uncut dick was pressed meanly into your pussy for the second time that night. You whimpered as he filled you out and tried hard to suppress how good he felt nearly splitting you open.

But you couldn’t, as the man began slow fucking you.

He built a slow pace to madness over the course of hours, filling your pussy and toying with the plug in your ass. It made your eyes cross as he forced pleasure on your body.

Hours later the small room was filled with a loud sloppy sound of your pussy being violated and your whimpers for Kai to stop.

The villain paid you little mind though. Just sated himself on your body. He’d come in you countless times at this point and the proof was in the fact that your lower half was a mess from your constant coupling.

Gooey white cum made a tacky mess between you and the only thing keeping Kai’s disgust at bay, was the depravity of it all. He got to dirty something so clean. You’d been utterly untouchable and now there he was, between your legs, pulling you apart and making you unrecognizable to the pampered princess you were at your father’s side.

There was just one more step.

At that exact moment, he heard movement from the adjourning room. He seated himself balls deep in you and stopped moving so you could hear.

You whined high and distressed at the feel of the man filling your inexperienced pussy, before you too noticed the noise on the other side of the wall. The sound of footsteps filled the silence. Then the jostling of a belt.

You tensed and you knew the vile man above you took pleasure in watching your fear ramp up. You tensed further when you felt him lean down. His warm chest pressed against your back in a corrupted gesture of comfort, as he whispered in your ear.

“Looks like your first client is here. Now the real fun begins.”

No sooner did he say it, did the fat uncut head appear in the hole in front of you. From the angle you were at you could see the thick deep brown shaft, with thick veins running along it. It twitched where it hung pointing straight at you, oozing with pre cum. He smelled of musk and alcohol. Making you want to cringe away.

Overhaul spoke in your ear again, breath ghosting over your ear like a sick parody of a lover’s intimacy. “Be a good onahole and open up.” His bare hand caressed your throat in clear threat.

Shaking anxiously, you licked the tip of it, and felt disgust roil through you, at the man’s muffled groan. Your tongue twirled around his tip making him grunt and thrust forward. You choked, knowing that moving away could very well run up that last of your captor’s patience.The stranger fucked deeper and you struggled to swallow around him.

Kai took pity on you and gave instruction on how to pleasure the john.

“That’s it, lick the underside of it.”

“Breath through your nose when he slides into your throat.”

“That’s it. Gag on it. Listen to him moaning, he loves that.”

“Uhn uh don’t swallow it, leave it sloppy.”

Under his guidance, you had the stranger swearing and desperate.

“Goddamn, where’d they find you? Never thought I’d find anyone who sucked my cock like this. Bet your other holes will feel better.”

His hips moved faster as his muffled voice filtered to you from the speaker Overhaul had built into the wall. It was distorted but disturbing nonetheless. Labored breathing was loud and you shuddered to think of the liquor you might smell on his breath.

“You’d like that wouldn’t you? “ His breathing became more labored and thrust harsher, the force of them making your jaw ache.“Sloppy lil’ onahole. Bet yer’ desperate to get your hole filled by Daddy’s dick.”

His voice grew strained and the rhythm of his hips disjointed, but his mouth kept running. Tears rolled down your face as you took the abuse and—

“I’m gunna dirty that pretty face and then turn you around to force my way into that ass.” His grunting filled your ears as he did exactly that. His dick was still buried in your throat when he came. You gagged as the bitter fluid hit your pallet.

You gasped for breath when he pulled out, but your relief was short lived, when the hot deluge of the man’s cum shot across your face. You closed your eyes to hold in your disgust and tears.

You were so overwhelmed and distressed. The weight of one man hot against your back, pinning you down and battering his way into your pussy, and the taste of the revolting man in front of you on your tongue. The scent of him in your nose.

“Look at you, Y/n. So pretty when you get used as you’re meant to.” He pulled away as the man continued to cum, taking sick satisfaction in watching the john’s cum mix with his own. When you began to shake, he angled your face better to see and the sight made his dick jump where it sat snug inside you.

Fat tears rolled down your face, mixing with the vulgar mess there and Kai groaned as he witnessed the physical manifestation of your despair join in the way he’d sullied you. It made him stroke forward, battering the tip of his dick into the squishy ring of your cervix.

Tear filled eyes crossed as you were forced to lie there and take it.

Just when you were ready to resign yourself to that fate, Kai sat you up and pulled you off his dick. He turned you around and took a moment to admire the sticky mess that connects to his length, before he set you down. You dazedly watched him lean over and touch the wall, to see the evidence of his quirk activate.

When the light dispersed, you could see an oblong looking hole where the gloryhole had been. From the shape of it, you knew what it was meant for, even before Kai manhandled his way under you and got you positioned correctly.

Correctly being sinking down on the yakuza’s dick, while slotting your still jeweled ass into the hole, for the stranger’s access.

Hands scramble fearfully against Kai’s chest, as he held you aloft and buried himself into you repeatedly. On the other side of the wall the John toyed with the plug, fucking you with it, in counterpoint with how Kai was fucking into your pussy. It feels so good to be filled from both ends, but the way it’s happened is enough to make you sob into the chest of the man beneath you.

“Please—Don’t let him—” Your voice broke off when he pulled the plug free with a lewd pop that left you feeling empty. Big sweaty palms graped your asscheeks, keeping your winking hole exposed, as he groped you.

He fondled you, enjoying the way your soft flesh jiggled and shook.. “Of course a whore has an ass this fat. Fuck~” He gave it a harsh smack, causing you to cry out and clench on Overhaul’s dick.

The man beneath you groaned, but you were quickly distracted by the feeling of something hot and wet dripping into your gaping hole.

“Nasty lil bitch,” he said after spitting on your asshole again. “Bet you can’t wait for Daddy’s dick to stretch this ass more.” His fingers followed his statement, roughly filling you with three thick digits. “Don’t worry Daddy’s gunna wreck this virgin hole. Every bastard after me is gunna be able to slide right in.”

Unbeknownst to the man playing with your ass, you clutched tightly at Overhaul’s chest, tears tracking down dark cheeks. All the while you pussy rippled around Kai as if it didn’t want him to pull out.

Kai chuckled, reveling in your misery.

“You heard that, Y/n? Don’t you want your Daddy’s dick?” He didn’t wait for a response. Just pulled you by your hair, to make you look at him. He admired the mess of cum and tears on your face. It made him harder than he’d ever been. “Won’t it feel good to have both your holes stuffed.” He cupped your jaw in his hand, and you blearily stared into yellow eyes. The smile he gave you was small and sinister. “You’ll be a proper onahole then.”

The noise that leaves your mouth is one of distress, bone deep and tormented. You try and wrench your face from his grip, but he doesn’t let you. So you resort to clawing at his chest, still begging. Hoping still that he’ll listen to your pleas. That it’ll end with only his full violation of your body.

“Kai please! No—Daddy’s gonna come!” Your voice is a warbling, agonized whimper. “He'll bring you the money. Just don’t let him—”

Abruptly you feel the man’s fingers leave your ass. Panic lanced through your chest, but your could do nothing as the fat head of the john’s dick was smacked against your asshole. You felt as if the breath was snatched from your lungs as he slid deep into your twitching hole.

Harsh hands squeezed your cheeks as he began to fuck into you with abandon. His dick reached places you never achieved hitting with slim butt plugs and toys. He dragged across places inside you that made your mouth drop open and stars burst behind your eyes.

You stared sightlessly ahead, drool dripping from your mouth. It felt so fucking good. Too fucking good. Too wrong. These men were taking from you in ways that no one ever had and you were getting off on it!

“Aww look at you, Whore. Who would have thought you’d be this much of a butt slut? Does Daddy feel that good? Just gunna lay here and take our dicks like the obedient Onahole I know you are. Just a slick hole meant for pleasing and servicing stranger men. Go on, Y/n. Admit it.”

“N—No,” you whimpered weakly. “Daddy’s coming. He’s going to p—pay y—you!” You shook atop Kai. Shook as he and the stranger took your innocence. Used you as their personal fleshlight.

You hold onto that hope, as you lie there, forced to listen to the loud gushy mess that is your pussy and the rhythmic smack of the stranger’s hips against your plump asscheeks.

Euphoria was forced upon your body. You trembled and shivered, crying as the men inside you forced themselves on you, along with their pleasure .

And what could you do?

Enjoy it.

All you could do is let wave after wave of endorphins batter at your mental walls, all the while holding out hope that your father will come save you and make it better. That’s the only solace you gave yourself as you laid there, by the most powerful Yakuza in the city and some random john.

You whispered it over and over, through sobbing moans as both men worked your ass and pussy over.

“Daddy’s comin’. Daddy’ll make it all better..”

That over and over until Kai notices.

He doesn’t stop fucking you. Just made you look at him, with the gentlest touch to the chin. It’s the most tender touch you’d received all night. His smile is soft as well. Not the evil one of earlier. It was the smile he’d given you when you both accompanied your fathers on business.

The same smile he’s lured you in with.

Suddenly dread took hold of your heart and you looked up into yellow eyes.

The smugness was gone. The perverse satisfaction was gone. What stood in Chisaki Kai’s eyes now was mania, pure obsessive mania and it was focused solely on you.

“You think your precious daddy cares about you? He sold you to me. When I came to either collect my money or atomize his worthless carcass, he begged for his life. Said he had collateral, so I could be sure he paid up.” He paused, letting you digest that, before going on. “He gave me your address. Gave me the security code for the gate and alarm system.”

You were shaking in his arms now. In pleasure or denial, he couldn’t tell and didn’t care to.

“So I took you and you were safe until we reached the deadline.” He caressed your cum covered cheek as if you were the most precious thing.

“And you know the real kicker to this? When I told you my men couldn’t find your father? I lied. We found him just fine, with triple the money he owed me. He won it at the casino, can you imagine?” Overhaul paused as he looked up into puffy dark eyes, admiring how tears gathered in your water line.

“That was days ago, Y/n.”

He watched you freeze. Watched your denial form on your lips and listened to it. Sucked it up like a sweet nectar, so he could spit poison back at you.

“He’s had the money to save you for days and has left you to my mercy.” His hips moved harsher now, fucking into you with mean determination, clearly no longer dragging out your torture. He’d rather give into his vices.” His other hand snaked between you, to rub circles into your clit. “And oh does your Daddy have vices, Y/n.”

You tried to shake free of his grip on you, to no avail. You were forced to look into the face of your tormentor as he forced your body to comply with his perverse wants and spouted lies about your father.

“His favorite vice? Women. He buys whores left and right. Buys their time and fucks them stupid. But their pimps always have rules so he never could do what he really wanted. The only thing he loved more than fucking some filthy bitch is anonymous hook ups.” The look in his eyes is that of a predator going in for the kill and it puts your heart in your throat.

“Your Daddy liked a special brand of gloryhole. One where you got more than the regular services.” Kai paused looking at your face contort in denial and disbelief. “I received more than one report of him wetting his dick in those filthy stalls, and honestly Y/n I had enough.”

His stroke became long. He dragged himself in and out of you, the man on the other side of the walls a perfect counterpoint to Overhaul. His grunts filtered through the speaker and you kept your denial firm in your horrified mind.

You knew daddy’s voice and the sick bastard fucking your ass wasn’t him!

“I had my men put out word of a new elite Onahole. That serviced elite clientele with their special talents. The clientele get to pay for any number of holes and use them to their hearts desire.”

Nausea roiled through you anew. He couldn’t mean what you thought he meant. It was unthinkable.

It was diabolical.

Yellow eyes glittered with malicious glee. Kai derived more pleasure from his plot itself than being inside you. “I knew he’d take the bait.” He continued to touch you like a lover. Gentle circles on your clit and deadly fingers holding you like you’ll break.

You meet his eyes with mounting horror as he goes on, body still falling to the attention of the villain and of…

“Now look at him. Feel him. He had everything he needed to save you. His precious baby girl. And he gave it away for a good fuck. Gave it away to ruin his daughter’s virgin hole. Tell me Y/n, does Daddy feel good? Did you like choking on your father’s dick and making him cum on your face?”

You stared at him, wide eyed and horrid. You started struggling. Struggling harder than ever. Trying without success to pull away from him—Away from your daddy’s dick! At some point you started hitting him. Beating at his chest and screaming, unintelligible and revolted.

All the while Kai watched rapturously. He finally got to see you unmade and hysterical. The look of shame and horror over taking your dark beautiful face. He gets to watch you experience true humiliation and mortification while you take his dick.

The high of his achievement was transcendent.

“Daddy could have saved you thrice over, but instead he chose making you his favorite Onahole of the night. I hope he enjoys you. Especially after the drug my men gave him. It's a powerful aphrodisiac that increases semen production and will keep him rearing to go for hours. From the force you’re being rocked into me with, it sounds like you’re doing him proud.”

As if on cue, the man's voice filtered through speakers.

“Shit! Daddy’s gunna cum. Be a good whore and take this nut. Take it all for Daddy.”

With that warning you felt your ass flood with cum, hot and thick and never ending. His hot seed filled you so much, he had to pull out. Spurt after spurt of stick cum landed on your ass.

Against overhaul’s chest you were a sobbing mess.

“Please, no more! Make him stop! I don’t wan—”

Kai’s callous laugh cut you off. “Oh but Y/n, that’s not what this pussy tells me. Since your precious Daddy started fucking you, your pussy’s been trying to milk my dick all night. Besides, why stop now? You’ve already proved what type of whore you are.”

“N—No please! I—I’m not a—w—whore,” you cried out.

Kai laughed at you again, voice going still that sweet sibilant tone. “Of course you are. You’re a whore that enjoys taking her daddy’s dick. Enjoys making your father cum. C’mon Whore, admit it.”

You shook your head in denial crying harder, but Overhaul would not be dismayed.

“You can admit it or,” He slotted his mouth next to your ear and whispered to you mockingly, like a lover. “...I could take the recording of both these rooms and release it, for all of Japan to see.”

Your mind froze in cold terror.

The idea of all your friends and family seeing you be treated like this. Seeing your daddy use you as his personal fuck hole? It was too much. Panic and humiliation pushed you into a downward spiral. Your mind tried to make sense of a way to get past this, but nothing could justify this. Could get you past the fact that your father abandoned you and then violated you for his pleasure.

It was enough to make anyone break.

And break you did.

Like a cord pulled too taut, your will snapped.

Overhaul watched it all in vindication. With renewed joy, he rubbed insistently at your clit and watched in mounting pleasure as you moaned wantonly and fucked down into his thrusts. “What are you, Y/n?”

The look in your eyes was that of glassy calm acceptance, as you stopped fighting, enjoying the act of getting used. Your voice was a soft whisper, “A whore that enjoys making my Daddy cum.”

Kai grinned maliciously. “Did it feel good when your father fucked you sweet virgin ass, Whore? Did you enjoy the way it felt when he came to you?”

You nodded, making your hair fall into your face.

“Wasn’t it just the best feeling,” Overhaul crooned at you as he felt his peak nearing. The way you submitted to him, got him off in a way he hadn’t known possible.

He only grew irritated when you shook your head no.

“What do you mean no,” his asked as he fucked you at an more punishing pace. Or at least he tried but you were actively pushing into his strokes.

“You feel the best inside me,” you whined small and deliriously.”Want your cum inside me.”

Kai looked at you as if you were the second coming. He’d never imagined he’d break you like this but he ached to give you what you wanted. “God you’re going to be my perfect onahole from now on. Sweet wet pussy for me to slide into when I’m stressed. I’ll keep you kneeling at my feet, waiting to warm and service my dick.”

You moaned, riding his dick. You could feel your daddy’s cum leaking out and joining the mess gushing from your pussy.

“Maybe I’ll use you as an incentive when my men do good. A perfect Onahole to slake their lust. After all, this pussy belongs to me, all your holes do. Look at you give it to me.”

Before you know what’s happening, Overhaul sat up and wrapped your legs around his waist. His big hand smacked your ass as he ordered you to work. “C’mon Whore, ride this dick. Take this nut out of me. Good onaholes work for their rewards.”

You moaned, as you planted your hands on his shoulders and feet on the wide bench. With great aplomb, you started bouncing up and down Kai’s dick, like it was your job. You worked his length in and out of you, adjusting your angle to hit the best spots inside you.

It felt so good to give in. To stop fighting and crying and let the villain use you for your true purpose. You looked up and him and his intense stare made him ride harder. The loud clopclopclop of your pussy was lewd and exciting. Kai made you feel amazing. Made you drip and ripple on him.

“Fuck you feel so good, Kai. Dig me out, abuse my pussy. Use it as your cumdump,” you panted hazily. “I’m only good for what you use me for. Your living onahole.”

“That’s my good obedient hole.” His hands slide up from your hips to caress your sides, before they glide over your breasts. They were a cute little handful that filled his palm before he pinched dark brown nipples. He watched your back arch and enjoyed the way your hips hitched as you fucked him. “Don’t stop now, Whore. Keep giving me this creamy pussy. Keep fucking me until I cum. Don’t you want that. Want both your holes to be fucked sloppy and dripping with me and your farher’s cum.”

That seemed to be the right thing to say, because you started frantically riding the villain’s dick. Dark hands dug gripped his tan shoulders tighter as you fucked yourself desperately. The fat spongy head battered and bullied your pussy. Dragged against your gooey walls in a lewd staccato beat. “Yesyesyes! Gimme you cum. Need it—I need it so bad!”

Kai groaned, head falling to your shoulder as you begged him for his nut. He buried his dick in your pussy harshly and unloaded as you struggled to bounce on it, with your tits still in his grasp. Stars burst behind his eyelids as he rutted into your pussy. Glancing down he could see his dick dragging his own cum out as he fucked back into you. He let your tits go and pulled you down, snug on his still spurting dick.

“Does my pretty whore want to know a secret? The same drug I gave your father, I took myself. I’m going to leave you pussy weeping tonight. Breed you nice and thorough. Don’t you want that, Whore. Are you excited to be so full of me, you’ll swell with it?”

You nodded vigorously, high on endorphins.

“Good girl, now cum on this dick. Cream all over me, Whore”

It was like some unspoken thing took hold of your body. You seized up and stars burst across your vision as your orgasm finally crashed into you. Your arms hooked around Kai’s neck, as you held onto him for dear life, wailing your bliss into the stillness of the room. When it was all said and done all you could hear was blood thumping in your ears, where you laid slumped against Kai’s chest.

“What do we say, when I give you my cum, Whore?”

“T—thank you Kai,” you said weakly into his chest, as you languished in the luscious delight that was your afterglow.

Kai smiled down at you, as he moved you both back towards the gloryhole. You let him, content to be used again.

He pulled you off his dick, ignoring the sloppy mess it made as he maneuvered your weeping center in front of the hole. You leaned into his chest and your legs were pressed flat up against the wall, pussy bare and lewdly dripping for your father’s viewing pleasure.

“Fuck no one told me, I’d have such a big slut tonight. Hope you’re excited for Daddy to slide into these sloppy seconds.” You moaned at the thought of your pussy being abused again, rolling hips forward.

“Mmph they train you real good bitch. Been trained to take Daddy’s dick.” Without warning he slapped his fat tip into the dripping lips. “Daddy’s going to fill you up all over again.”

On your side of the wall, you moaned, clutching at Overhaul, As your daddy slid into you in one thick thrust. Your eyes cross at the feel of him. It’s like your pussy’s more sensitive than before.

“He feels good inside, doesn't he Whore? Like you could cum again any second?” You nodded as you breathed heavily, while getting fucked for the third time that night.”

“That drug we took, changes the content of our cum. As soon as it makes contact with any of your pretty holes, it acts as an aphrodisiac for you. Your pussy and ass are going to be sensitive for the rest of the night. Every touch you experience will make you a thousand times wetter than before.” His finger grazed the sticky nub of your clit and you fought back the urge to roll into your daddy’s thrusts.

“I—Is that what h—happened? Why I c—came so hard?” Kai chuckled at the lewd hitch in your voice.

“No, I did some…rewiring with my quirk while you were unconscious. You’ll cum on command as long as it’s me giving the order.” He abruptly drew back and popped your clit, just as your daddy sank into you balls deep. “Now cumm all over your precious daddy’s dick, Whore”

Pain and passion seared through your body and you came with a cry on dick inside you.

As you fell apart against his chest , Kai leant forward and pressed a hand to the wall.

The section of the wall between and around your legs fell to Overhaul and revealed the glistening face of your father, caught in orgasmic bliss, eyes closed, dark blue suit jacket and shirt open. It barely registered in your broken, horny state. You just felt the thrumming pulse of his cum filling your over stuffed pussy.

You were made aware when he finally opened his eyes though.

“What in Sam hell! Y-Y/n?!” His eyes were horrified as he stared uncomprehendingly at you. He tracked his eyes to where you were joined and you watched him try and pull away.

Try being the operative word.

Little did he realize when Overhaul dissolved the wall, he also formed manacles that loop from the bottom of the wall, around his ankles. He could not move.

Terror showed in his eyes and he kept trying to get away, sickly looking quickly taking over his features. What he failed to comprehend was his continued attempts to pull out of you just surmounted to him shallowly fucking you.

“Fuck Daddy,” you moaned face lewd and uncaring. “Fuck me harder.”

Your father stared down at you in trepidation. His lips quivered and he tried to form words.

Finally Overhaul chose to break the stalemate. He gently extricated himself from underneath you and got up. He stood in all his nude glory, not a care in the world. Tan skin glistened with sweat under low light, as the yakuza leaned against the adjacent wall, arms folded.

“Okamura Kenji, so nice of you to join us. My men told me you finally paid back your debt. With extra at that. I��d be impressed if it wasn’t after the deadline for your daughter’s safety.” Kai raised an eyebrow as he took in the sight before him, focusing mostly on your beautifully dark skin and petite frame in the warm light. His dick that hung heavy between his legs gave a healthy twitch. “Though I can’t see anyone here finding fault with your callous treatment now. Tell me, did you enjoy making your daughter your personal Onahole?”

Kai felt his amusement rise when the man’s expression became irate.

“You sick fuck! How could you—Could you—My daughter—” Kenji’s voice broke off, as he turned to the side and looked as if he were ready to retch.

“Your daughter huh? After you’ve cum in every fuckable orifice she has? After you offered her up on a silver platter to lose yourself in gambling and women, you still think you have a daughter?”

Kenji looked stricken, recoiling. He looked down at you, trying his best not to look at where you wrapped around his dick. He held back a retch as he fought back tear

“Why are you crying? Doesn’t Y/n feel good squeezing around you. Left her good and creamy just for you.”

Kenji shook his head in silent denial, as if he could deny where he had his dick for the past hour. Where it still was. With choppy breaths he tried pleading “P—Please just—Just let us go. You have your money. “Lemme t—take my daughter and—”

He was cut off by Overhaul’s abrupt laugh.

“I think you’ve taken your daughter enough, Okumura, don’t you agree.”

Kenji opened his mouth to respond to that horrible statement, but a wave of need overtook him. Without his permission, his hips thrust forward, sickened by the way you moan out “daddy”.

“Oh there’s that pesky drug you took to prolong your fun!” The villain gave you an insincere smile, that was more like a baring of teeth. “It pains me to say you’re going to be like this all night.” His eyes flick down to where you’re fucking yourself on your father. “And so will she. You and I fed her enough of our drug filled cum, that she’s going to be insatiable. But that’s alright.”

He walked over to where your head rested on the bench. His dick hovered in next to your face and without hesitation you turned your head to kiss at the peaking head, as it dripped onto the floor. Kai smeared his leaking dick across your lips like a perverse parody of lipgloss.

“Good Whore, lick it up. Uh huh now take it in your mouth.” His voice cut off in a moan as you swallowed his dick down. He looked back to Kenji and through his pleasure. “You raised such a good onahole, Okumura.” He thrust forward groaning at the feeling of your choking throat contracting around him.

He looked down and caressed your bottom lip where it wrapped the base of his dick, before looking back at your father. “But you would know that, wouldn’t you? I know her pussy must be driving you mad.”

Kenji made a noise as if he were in physical pain, but that didn't stop his body from moving. Didn’t stop the way he moaned as he failed to resist the effect of the drug. Stop him from grasping your thighs and fucking into you with renewed lust.

Below him, you were having the time of your life. You felt no shame, or fear. Just the want to fulfill your purpose. To be a pretty sentient hole for your Kai. To service him and whoever he deemed worthy. You already did it— were still doing it and it was euphoria never ending.

He said you were to let daddy use you and you couldn’t even find fault with it. Not when he fucked you like this. Not when his dick— the dick that made you— was pilfering its way into your gooey center. Violating a threshold it was never meant to enter and making you cry and gasp in pleasure, around where Kai’s dick lodged in your throat.

You looked to the side to see daddy’s face and only found it in yourself to be mildly confused at the tears streaming down his face.

He looks torn between enjoying the quivering clutch of your pussy around his fat dick and the act of fucking you. Your brow creases. He didn’t have an issue before, why bother caring now, that you willingly spread yourself for him?

Overhaul noticed your distraction and wasn’t letting it slide. He pressed a thumb to your brown to massage the frown away, as he pulled out. He ignored the whine you let out and spoke.

“Why does my pretty whore seem so distraught? Is getting fucked from both ends not good enough?” His hands made their way down to your tits to pinch deep brown nipples making you moan loudly.

“Mmph daddy’s upset.” You say it with an edge of irritation and Overhaul had to hold back a laugh as he looked up to your father’s crying face. “Does that upset you, Whore?”

He twisted your nipples until you arch upwards, rolling your hips into your father’s. You both let out a whine. One lustful and the other distressed.

He relished in the debauchery in front of him before he asked again. “Well, Y/n?”

You pulled yourself from your sex induced delirium as you looked at the two men. “He won’t fuck me like before,” you say low and ragged. “He fucked me so good earlier, when he thought I was a random whore he p— paid for.” Your voice was getting choked up. Something was making you sad, but you couldn’t grasp what. “A— Am I not good enough when it’s not a random hole? Is t—that w—why you— The—reason you left—” Your voice cut off when Kai flicked at your nipples, but the tears were filling those lustful eyes regardless.

“Kai however was eating up the spectacle he orchestrated. “Don’t stop now, Whore. Tell your Daddy what he did to you—What he’s doing.”

You looked up at him, still trying to resist the urge to pound your pussy. Tears rolled down his face and a heavy sheen of sweat could be seen. His button up was pushed further open to reveal your name tattooed over his heart. He looked so agonized as you looked him in the eye.

As you looked at him, face covered in his and Overhaul’s cum, lips puffy from being wrapped around his dick. From him face fucking you, like the good hole you were. You lick at a drop that made it to the corner of your mouth and it left messy white fluid decorating your lips.

Your dark eyes were lust blown and fucked out as you spoke.

“You violated me, Daddy.”

Kenji lets out a punched out noise, sorrowful and ashamed. He can’t stop though, the drug forced him forward. Made him need your gooey cunt wrapped around his dick.

“You left me Daddy. I wasn’t good enough to keep, but I was good enough for you to use my pussy. To swallow your cum and to bounce my ass up and down your dick”

You were saying such horrible things, but you were moaning as you did. Like you were reliving the trauma, but as if it were your greatest fantasy. Kenji couldn’t fathom it. Hated having to try at all. You were never meant to be here!

But he couldn’t focus! The drug made it impossible. All he could gain any hold on was the want to fuck. The need to. He wanted to grip your thighs and turn your pussy out.

“I’m a monster,” Kenji thought through tears.

“I can’t stop,” was the last thing he thought as the sob finally broke from his throat.

His hand gripped where your thighs met your hips and pounded your pussy with aggrieved remorse.

You whined at his rough handling, still recalling his treatment with relish.

“You raped me daddy, don’t stop now.” It was said desperately and whorishly, pussy fluttering and pulling him in a sick imitation of comfort.

Tears streamed down his face as he apologized for his sins. “I’m sorry! God Babygirl. Daddy’s so fucking sorry.”

As he lunged down for your, Overhaul leaned over and took down the rest of the wall. Nothing separated you two anymore and he found himself wondering if Kenji would realized he could pull out.

He realized he was too far gone, when he stepped forward and the force of his momentum pushed you up the bench. He lumbered on, wrapping dark thighs around his waist and moving big dark hands to pull you into his rhythm.

You were crying, but it was clearly in bliss as you begged and egged Kenji on.

“Please don’t stop! Fuck me Daddy, fuck my whore pussy!” Your eyes rolled back and your pussy held onto him rapaciously.

He watched you with dismay, but rocked his hips forward to feel you contract and gush around him. He looked at your face and found the expression of pure desire there. He shut his eyes to block it out. So the fucked out expression of his daughter didn’t haunt his nightmares. For a moment he closed his eyes and just felt.

Kai was having none of that though.

He came back to you, and you thought he was going to shove his dick in your mouth, but he didn’t. He moved to straddle your face. His dick and balls dragged over your face and you relished in the musky masculine scent, as you licked and kissed at his sac. You sucked it into your mouth and lapped at his balls until Kai deemed it suitable.

He pulled back and Overhaul recomposed the bench to where your head hung over the edge. Without hesitation he fed you his dick in one choking slide.

The sound of your gagging drew your father’s attention and he opened his eyes to see the young man balls deep in your mouth, fucking you upside down.

Kai looked back at your father and grinned like the cat that got the cream. “You didn’t think you’d get to have all the fun, did you Kenji?”

“Y—You sick sonavabitch,” he groaned and he grew closer to his release.

Kai just laugh as he began fucking your throat.

Below you were having the time of your life.

Two of your holes were filled and the other was getting smacked with Daddy’s heavy balls as you leaked his cum all over them. Daddy’s thick dick stretched and stroked your pussy. It felt so damn good to be this full and his tip kissed at your cervix on each cant of his hips. You just wished you could look at the deluge of cum decorating his dick as he pulled out. You knew the sight must be filthy.

But Kai was filling your throat. The heavy weight of his dick pressed down on your tongue in an almost therapeutic way. On each backstroke you twirled your tongue around the head and pressed it under the foreskin in a teasing circle, before he slid home to your esophagus.

His balls covered your nose and you couldn’t hold back your fervor as he slowly took air from you with the salacious assault. It made you dizzy and enthusiastic in your frenzy. Made you work your throat around him. Work to swallow and gulp ardently.

His gasps and growl above you made your need for the men exploiting your body, voracious.

There was nothing but pleasure and ecstasy and bliss as they manipulated your body for their benefit. And you enjoyed it. Your sound of pleasure came from both ends as your mews around Kai were heard by both drugged men and the loud needy sound of your pussy filled both their ears.

It went on for what felt like eternity and you could feel both men tense inside of you. At some point Kai and your daddy found their way to your tits and clit.

Kenji had a hand working your messy bud over as he worked to fill you with another load, while his mouth worked your left nipple. You writhed as he nipped and sucked at it. Meanwhile Kai flicked and twisted the other and he languidly took his pleasure from your sweet abused throat.

Your orgasm had been building for ages and you could feel it hovering just out of your reach. You whined and squirmed trying to encourage them to get you there faster.

Though Kai didn’t need to be told.

“Look at you, Y/n. So desperate to nut on Daddy’s dick. Forlorn for the feeling of his cum, spilling out this used pussy.” He plucked at your abused nipple, gasping as your throat rippled around him. “Or maybe you just want me to nut in your mouth again. Want my cum painting this pretty face again.”

You made a wet yearning sound that Kai deemed good enough.

“Then cum, Y/n. If you want that, cum wrapped around your precious Daddy’s dick. Make him nut in that pretty pussy again. Maybe this time he’ll knock you up.”

Your body went off like a live wire. You arched off the bench, choking as you felt your body seize. You let out a euphoric scream, or you would have had Kai’s twitch cumming dick not occupied your throat. You swallowed as much of him as you could.

As you came you felt your daddy’s rhythm stutter as he buried himself in your shuddering pussy and reveled in the spasm and grip of abused walls. He sobbed around your tit and wet messy fingers grasping your hip for dear life.

You choked and cried as you came, basking in the feeling of being nothing but a mindless onahole for the men above you. Wave after wave of pleasure racked your body and you luxuriated in it..

Finally the men inside you, stopped cumming and pulled out. Distantly you could hear Kenji sobbing, but you ignored it in lieu of looking down at your exploited body.

You’re taken by surprise as your once flat stomach is now rounded like you’re pregnant. You groan as you attempt to shift your weight, but Kai puts a hand on your shoulder to stop you. You try to make sense at what you’re looking at, but your mind’s hazy in the post orgasmic afterglow.

You dazedly looked up to where Kai stood to the right of you. The tan man leaned down and picked you up in a bridal carry, cradling you against his chest.

It catches your father’s attention.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re taking her?! Put her down you fucking bastard!”

At the sound of his raised voice, Shie Hassakai members entered through a door you hadn’t noticed, and moved towards Kenji. They grabbed him, and pulled him kicking and screaming towards the door.

You watched them go, still in your detached afterglow, until Kai tucked your face into his chest.

“Time to get my favorite whore cleaned up. Isn’t that right Y/n?”

You hummed, nuzzling into his chest. He was warm and firm and comforting. Afterall, you belonged to him, of course he’d take proper care of you.

As you walked away towards the wall, Kai put his hand against it and it opened to reveal a narrow hallway. Just as he walked through the threshold, a loud gunshot rang out from the direction the yakuza took Kenji. Kai looked down at you, but you hadn’t even flinched, just burrowed deeper in his chest.

He smirked, walking down the dark corridor.

You were finally his.

His pretty well trained Whore.

#black fanfic writer #mha smut #bnha smut #mha x black reader #x black reader dark content #dark content black readers #moots🖤🖤#kai chisaki x black female reader #kai chisaki x black female y/n #kai chisaki x reader #dead dove do not eat #dead dove fic #author chose not to use warnings #reblog the fic or comment on ao3 #its not a suggestion #dont just like it #i worked very hard on this

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championleonsslut · 10 months ago

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HII, i'm so sorry to be a bother but can i request some headcanons with leon having a famous s/o, like a singer or influencer? :000

I’ve been HYPED to do this ask for a while Tehe! You never disappoint anon!

Leon W/ a famous s/o

Female reader, quite fluffy all things considered! Reader is a singer

You, a very VERY famous Galarian singer (I’m talking Taylor Swift level famous) were of course, in the spotlight a lot. You have a massive fanbase, who practically worship your music. What you did not expect, is that the Galarian Champion secretly likes your music.

He sneaks into a few concerts, and developed a bit of a celebrity crush on you when he heard your voice. It was like a Siren’s call. He loved the glamorous outfits you wore, and how much passion you put into your music. He totally secretly stalks you on social media a bit.

You, on the other hand, like his work too. You have a Pokemon of your own who often is in concerts with you, a female Sylveon. You think he’s attractive, and a good battler, but you don’t know him.

You accidentally run into him one day after one of your shows, and are VERY surprised to find him there. He quickly compliments you on your work, and small talk pops up. You get kinda flirty and that leads to some numbers being exchanged.

After moving past the talking stage, he officially asks you out, and you could not be more delighted. You’re both very busy people, but make time for each other regardless. (Awwww)

Of course, you decide to keep your relationship very secret once you get together. Don’t need the press meddling in your lives even more, now do we?

Right from the get-go, Leon is absolutely the best boyfriend you’ve ever had. He is perfect in every single way, and you can always spot him in the VIP box at your shows. This leads to you writing songs about him, very discreetly though.

Once he hears your new album, the lyrics catch his attention. It doesn’t take long for him to put the pieces together. Most of your more romantic songs are DEFINITELY about him. It makes him blush and giggle when he figures it out.

“Are these songs about me?”

“Yes…”

“🥺”

You’re not just dating him for the money, you’re genuinely in love with him. And you blurt that out one night while you’re snuggled up in bed, and he couldn’t agree more.

After that, Leon drops the bomb in an interview about his girlfriend. (With your permission of course) it’s safe to say, everyone went B A N A N A S.

You guys get interviewed together, and more of the tea about your relationship is spilled. Almost immediately, you’re Galar’s hottest couple! There is a blog or two dedicated to the press sneaking photos of you together. The most popular ones are where you stand on your tip toes to kiss him. Leon agrees. They’re adorable.

People start to put the pieces together that some of your songs are about Leon, and lose their mind even more. You just giggle and watch as the chaos unfolds.

There’s fan art drawn of you guys, and each is more adorable than the last. Leon likes showing them to you. You get flustered each time.

Leon now gets to show off his pretty girlfriend at formal events. You like dressing up just for him, and it makes him nuts. Jewels, makeup, fancy dresses, the whole shibang.

Even four years into your relationship, and with the amount of songs you’ve written about him, people are still crazy about you guys together.

And of course, when they get word of the engagement… It gets even crazier.

#champion leon #pokemon leon #trainer leon #pokemon #champion leon x reader #pokemon leon x reader #anon ask #request #champion leon headcannons #pokemon leon headcannons

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c1tyhaunts · 8 months ago

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ALIAS / NAME : jacket.jpg (the handle to most of my socmed) or xera (alias) BIRTHDAY : September 19th ZODIAC SIGN : Virgo HEIGHT : 5'4" HOBBIES : writing, listening to music, weight lifting, watching youtube essays, reading novels & manga - i keep myself busy lmao FAVOURITE COLOUR : pastels or jewel-toned cool colors, including purples, blues, greens; also black & brown lol FAVOURITE BOOK : Mexican Gothic by S*lvia M*reno-G*rcia still ranks as one of my favorites; great descriptions, eldritch horror, and one of the better well written romance side plots. plus the final chapter? slays me every time LAST SONG : I'm right now powering through the new Ar*ana Gr*nde album as i write this so eternal sunshine. LAST FILM / SHOW : ... my boys and i were binging the live action ATLA to judge it. it's very, very mid. Now currently watching Iron Reign at the request of @artmadc RECENT READS : Pride & Prejudice for my book club, personal reads included House of Cotton by M*nica Br*shears (Great stylistically, content wise? Very, very strange. I'm still conflicted), Grown by T*ffany J*ckson (An AMAZING READ), and Heartsick by Ch*lsea C*in (give me hannibal lecter but make her a woman; we accept woman's wrongs here) INSPIRATION : BOYYYYY I am heavily, heavily inspired by the music I'm listening to in the moment, so here's a few albums that have my current Brain Rot™ for the blog. tl;dr: i love messy people ↪ Dead Club City - N*thing But Thieves (biggest blog inspo RN) ↪ Dawn FM - The W*eknd ↪ After Hours - The W*eknd ↪ Lemonade - B*yonce STORY BEHIND URL : ↪ based on the song "City Haunts" by N*thing But Thieves; the album, DEAD CLUB CITY, has a loose plot based in the fictional city that the album's named after, and City Haunts is the end of one of the character's story lines from the album. The vague premise of "City Haunts" is that the character we are following in this context is choosing to stay in Dead Club City, letting themselves succumb to the madness and vices that keeps them tied to the city. Which these eight characters on the blog have some sort of Vice/Virtue that they've succumbed to that they need to climb out of (or not, I promote character detractment instead of growth). ↪ the url is also a reference to a "haunt" on multiple levels - a) a place frequented by a specific person or group of people, b) to continually seek the company of, or c) to stay around or persist; for all the characters on this blog, I feel like each of them are going their own "haunt", whether they are doing the haunting themselves or they continue to linger / stagnante in a place they shouldn't. They're all haunting this so-called "Dead Club City" and they have to figure out what to do there... Plus, the url looks cool. FUN FACT ABOUT ME : I've been one of the top performers at my job for the past 2+ years which is apparently achievement. Sales is a scam. Don't do it kids.

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rapha-reads · 2 years ago

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That jeweler seeing Kate and Anthony in the same room : YEAAAAH, I don't think I need to see more, the ring obviously is going to go on her finger, not the other girl. Duh. Is everyone else seeing that? No? Just me? Ok then. I'll just. Ship them on the side. Proceed with your drama.

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Just watched Everything Everywhere All At Once, and hey, I was not expecting to start crying and experience all the feelings at the same time.

This film is hilariously silly, absurdly emotional and intensely smart.

THIS is how you do multiverse jumping, family feels, comedy, drama and action. This film has everything and it does it perfectly well.

I'm gonna need a minute to recover.

87 notes - publié le 16 août 2022

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Made the mistake of going into my tags and selecting only the "Love" and "Pining" tags to see what'd come up, and now I'm feeling very yearning and Merthur-y because of bloody course most of my love and pining works are Merthur.

Gah. I'll be 90 and grey and semi-senile and I'll still be ranting about these two.

114 notes - publié le 15 août 2022

n°2

Me two years ago:

Ryan and Shane now in 2022: doing shows DIRECTLY on Tumblr.

Oooooh, this is going to be exciting!

118 notes - publié le 19 octobre 2022

Mon billet n°1 en 2022

do you have any merthur fic recommendations that have happy endings?

Do I ever ! Strap on, I've got quite the list.

Tagged Angst With A Happy Ending :

Take A Letter, Merlin by Caledonia/@iamcaledonia (7870 words, Modern Era)

Arthur is an emotionally repressed workaholic who is unhappily married. Merlin is his loyal and competent personal assistant. One Monday, Merlin comes to work to find that, over the weekend, Arthur has dictated a letter for Merlin that is about to change both of their lives. A song fic inspired by the 1969 classic, 'Take A Letter, Maria' by R. B. Greaves.

Kiss Today Goodbye, by Cithara/@citharaposts (5337 words, Canon Era, Divergence from s02e13)

When Arthur regains consciousness in time to hear Merlin confront the dragon, his world is turned on its head by the revelations that follow.

Turning the Page, by @schweetheart and @queerofthedagger (19050 words, Canon Divergence, Epistolary)

Without intending to, Arthur pushes Merlin just one step too far. Now he's left without his manservant but a hundred questions, a world of hurt, and guilt that clings to him like a shadow. Well, and a notebook filled with drawings because apparently, Merlin can draw on top of being a sorcerer. No matter how often Arthur tells himself that he just wants to forget, he can't help but come back to the collection of sketches and notes, a chronicle of all that Merlin has done.

Maybe their story isn't quite over yet.

The Knights of the Table, by DrJackAndMissJo/@drjackandmissjo (9198 words, Modern Era, Food Critic and Chef AU)

'Can you even believe this guy?" Gwaine asked, offended and almost breathless as he popped himself on Percival’s counter. There was no need for any of the other men to ask who he was talking about. Everyone knew about the devilish creature that wrote the restaurant and food reviews on Camelot Weekly. “What makes you even think it’s a guy?” asked Lance as he took the newspaper from the Irish man, “I’m pretty sure that it is a demon sent straight from hell to torture all of us!”

Tagged Happy Ending :

Hope On A Tuesday Afternoon, by arsenicandsunshine (8985 words, Modern Era, Housemates, Idiots in Love, Getting Together)

Arthur likes his life. Why wouldn't he? Nice flat, all to himself, stable job. Friends. Yep, he's set all right. Or, he is until he ends up with an unexpected flatmate. Merlin certainly does have a knack for turning Arthur's life upside down.

a long, long day, by @oncefutureemrys (1237 words, Canon Era, Secret Relationship, baths and massages)

Merlin was beyond tired of it all. He just wanted one moment where… it could be just him. Just him and Arthur, just the two of them, without the rest of the world interfering. But alas, Merlin was no normal person and neither was Arthur, and the chances of them having a regular day were almost as likely as Uther deciding to stop hating magic. So, he walked into Arthur’s room, ready for more late night chores, a slight slump in his posture. To anyone else, it would seem as if he was perfectly fine, usual Merlin just slightly tired from a long day’s work. But Merlin knew it was a bit more than that. And so did Arthur, apparently, because when he stumbled in, he found the idiot sitting casually behind his desk, an air of amusement and playfulness surrounding him, a teasing grin forming on his stupid, stupid (handsome) face. Or: Merlin's had a long day, so Arthur takes care of him.

Suffering in Silence, by TheCourtSorcerer/@tcs-main (3205 words, Canon Divergence, Sir Leon-The-Long-Suffering, POV Leon)

He couldn’t take it anymore. He had to say something. He couldn’t keep silent anymore. Day in, day out… The constant borderline scandalous looks, the barely concealed innuendos, the incredibly unsubtle touches, all of it! He was going to lose his mind. How could two people be so blind?! So, that’s what led him to the tavern that night, across from Gwaine, a hint of regret tugging at his mind that he steadfastly ignored. “Okay… How do we get them together?”

Secrets & Lies, by LiGi/@little-ligi (13333 words, Canon Era, Divergence, Arthur Finds Out, Protective Arthur, Friends to Lovers)

Arthur had finally put his finger on it. The thing that had made Merlin stand out, the thing that had intrigued him about the boy ever since the first time he’d met him. The thing that was going to get him killed… Merlin had magic. Not only had it, but used it freely all the bloody time. It was only a matter of time before someone saw him do it, and then they’d report him to the king and Merlin would be dragged out into the courtyard and executed. Well, not if Arthur had anything to do about it. Mid series one, Arthur, for once not being totally oblivious, discovers that Merlin has magic. The problem is, having magic gets people killed and Arthur very much prefers Merlin alive. It turns out making sure nobody sees Merlin do magic is rather a full-time job however...

A Universe Which Freely Gives, by @psychotic-fangirl369 (26455 words, Post Canon, Reincarnation, Arthur Returns, Getting Together)

Arthur returns… but because of a series of unlikely events (and perhaps a bit of morose dragging of feet because he can't bring himself to believe the signals), Merlin misses the boat. By the time he makes it to the lake, signs of Arthur abound but Arthur is nowhere to be found. Magical tracking being less reliable than one might think, when Merlin finally does manage to find him Arthur is bizarrely well-adjusted, living in a flatshare in London with roommates who think he's batty but mostly harmless, and working an improbable job. Enter: Merlin, who Arthur absolutely is not expecting to still be alive.

So Where Are My Flowers?, by @tehfanglyfish (1365 words, Canon Era, Pining, Flowers, Magic Reveal)

A question asked as a joke leads to years of fresh flowers waiting for Arthur each morning until the one day he almost screws things up.

Balancing the Scale, by sunsetmoonrise (20528 words, 5+1, Canon Era Divergence, Slow Burn, Pining)

Five times Merlin didn't realise Arthur was protecting him, and the one time he did.

Alright, that's quite a lot already! These are the latest in my bookmarks, don't hesitate to ask me again if you want more!

255 notes - publié le 27 août 2022

Obtenez votre année 2022 en revue sur Tumblr →

Well, obviously I'm still talking about Merthur, always and forever. Also, note to self, you have got to stop talking about Eurovision so much. I compared with last year's nimbers, I've been less active this year. Less posts made, less posts reblogged, and still the same tags again and again (merlin, merthur, batfam, eurovision, doctor who, last year was about six of crows, this year is about star wars)...

#tumblr2022 #année en revue #mon année tumblr 2022 en revue #votre année tumblr en revue #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #rapha talks #blog statistics

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nightguide · 21 days ago

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tell me if that brotha ain't going to shoot scores with an 8yo with the kinda gaze like that could make a lesbian woman now man go into the Qur'an indefinitely if he was going to make your now gay dad look at him and be like 'i can talk about the way he sees you forever which is how you know i'm into him but the art of being into that man could kill Alexandria in the middle looking for a cure, like that's you Bushra, and how he does not want to initiate (and he does that finger thing to keep your baby in you trained on the 'meaning of' but it aint there) the Qur'an straight away which is how and why you're my bes frien right now' and it looks like the 'best friend' part had to be earned for him to talk about the do me eyes guy on screen believing in you like that but that is how you grew up which is how your dad cried to let your mom live another day by a parade of a feeling of a celebratory nothing but you choose to still delay a day to make sure your blog meets category quo (you love it still no matter what) but you choose to fight the now alien (option B in believing in yourself deeply) and you have scores to settle (joy is of the essence of you learning how to be even deeply that humanity knows you as superhuman) and the way his gaze penetrated the screen to look at you (like y/n in wattpad does not exist anymore cuz of you) and you knew solely the patience instilled in you was there because you knew the world has an abnormal change in poverty being you (Ramadan is forever now cuz of you) an that is your man staring at you for a belief to be shown (his patience is your ayah on the Qur'an ur Dad fought against so you can live as his little jewel)

and you knew why fathers dream of a world like he is saying 'i am immortal to someone else and you knew nothing' like his strength is so pure that you are definitely the reason his joy had a compass in his life before him (he was the reason beacon to the first mans life as the empire of: your hands length ancestor is his legacy to you being forward motion thought now present to him as your future) that he made so that the glance is not purely of the man before him (hands length) but not even close to death itself meeting you but he.

that man is his cro- no. he is her.

that man is the world to his baby self having bones is because he has choices to fight but nothing more than a dream of a spontaneous death that has his daughter living by him too close to meet the bone of a warrior made him his reason (heart and bone don't lie)

#fathers hate him being on colgate ads 10/10% that the OG father took him to space and said 'my misery' and forgot about the daughter who #lived just like him #even hogwarts call him nigga

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hollymbryan · 3 months ago

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Blog Tour: Top 5 Reasons to Read SUCH CHARMING LIARS by Karen M. McManus! #tbrbeyondtours

Hello, hello! Welcome to Book-Keeping and my stop on the TBR and Beyond Tours blog tour for Such Charming Liars, the latest from queen of YA thrillers, Karen M. McManus! I've got all the details below, along with my top 5 reasons to read this great thriller, which released yesterday so is now out in the world!

About the Book

title: Such Charming Liars author: Karen M. McManus publisher: Penguin Books release date: 30 July 2024

The newest mystery from the author One of Us Is Lying, the Queen of thrillers, Karen M. McManus! When mother-daughter grifters set out on their final job, the heist gets deadly and dangerously personal.

For all of Kat’s life, it’s just been her and her mother, Jamie—except for the forty-eight hours when Jamie was married and Kat had a stepbrother, Liam. That all ended in an epic divorce, and Kat and Liam haven’t spoken since.

Now Jamie is a jewel thief trying to go straight, but she has one last job—at billionaire Ross Sutherland’s birthday party. And Kat has figured out a way to tag along. What Kat doesn’t know, though, is that there are two surprise guests at the dazzling Sutherland compound that weekend. The last two people she wants to run into. Liam and his father—a serial scammer who has his sights set on Ross Sutherland’s youngest daughter.

Kat and Liam are on a collision course to disaster, and when a Sutherland dies, they realize they might actually be in the killer’s crosshairs themselves. Somehow Kat and Liam are the new targets, and they can’t trust anyone—except each other.

Or can they? Because if there’s one thing both Kat and Liam know, it’s how to lie. They learned from the best.

Add to Goodreads: Such Charming Liars Purchase the Book: Amazon | B&N | Bookshop.org

About the Author

Karen M. McManus is a #1 New York Times and international bestselling author of young adult thrillers. Her work includes the One of Us Is Lying series, which was turned into a television show on Peacock and Netflix, as well as the standalone novels Two Can Keep a Secret, The Cousins, You’ll Be the Death of Me, Nothing More to Tell, and Such Charming Liars. Karen’s critically acclaimed, award-winning books have been translated into forty-two languages and have sold more than eight million copies worldwide.

Connect with Karen: Website | Instagram | Goodreads

Top 5 Reasons to Read

1. It's Karen McManus, one of (if not THE) reigning queens of YA thrillers! Need I say more?

2. Now Karen takes on con artists' kids, who find themselves in trouble when that "one last job" goes south.

3. I love that the FMC and MMC are *not* romantically involved with one another, but rather have a pseudo-stepsibling relationship. And our FMC actually doesn't get romantically involved with anyone; rather it's our MMC who finds an adorable guy!

4. Along those lines, I just love the relationship between Liam and Kat. Even though they haven't seen each other in 12 years, an early shared trauma has bonded them in a way they didn't realize until seeing each other again. Throw Augustus into the mix, and these three have a great dynamic that's so much fun to read.

5. I absolutely raced through the last 20%--just could not read and flip pages fast enough! What a banger of an ending!

6. As a bonus item, I will say I did part of my reading via the audiobook, and I would definitely recommend it! The narrators for Liam and Kat did a great job.

**I would like to note, if you're sensitive to domestic violence, please be aware that there is one on-page, relatively short memory of a DV incident. I wasn't expecting it and had a bit of a breakdown, so I want others to be aware of that. I'm happy to tell you more if you want to DM me.

Rating: 5 stars!

Make sure you check out the Bookstagram tour too! You can find my post here, and the full schedule is here.

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art on exhibit | myg + jhs feat. knj

pairing: sugardaddy!hoseok x fem!reader, ceo!yoongi x fem!reader, brat!reader, sub!reader, dom!hoseok, dom!yoongi w/c: 5k but i feel like it should be so much longer for some reason smh summary: you and your sugar daddy, hoseok, are big fans of exhibitionism, but this is the craziest you’ve ever taken it. most of his prestigious party guests are jumping to get to get their hands on you. will you be able to handle it? tags/cw: 18+ please, smut, exhibitionism, voyeurism, remote controlled vibrator, almost reaching limits, spanking, marking, biting, ball gag, degradation (slut), praise, punishment, crying, light oral (f recieving), public humiliation, rope play, shibari, suspension, almost like being pimped out but u like it?, open relationship, hoseok is sort of protective tho, overstimulation, subspace, the orgasm nearly kills you, this one is real nasty, namjoon is just a guest appearance tbh but maybe later he doesn't have to be???

a/n: this thing has given me so much trouble by not appearing in tags. it didn't the first time i posted it on the old blog, and it hasn't been showing up this time either, so please feel free to give this one some extra love. also, honestly, i was sitting on this idea for a long! time! before i actually wrote it out. if i was spaced out in my last class of the day, i was probably thinking about this. i am almost proud and almost ashamed to share this with you all, lmao cause it's honestly a huge fantasy of mine. i’ve been really wanting to do a sugardaddy!hoseok thing for a while, and if you guys like this, then i think i can add more to the story. alright, y’all stay nasty. enjoy!

The ropes dig into the skin of your thighs ever so gently, and you close your eyes to listen to the din of the party that surrounds you. Guests only arrived 30 minutes ago, and you’re already dripping wet. This isn’t the first time you and Hoseok have done exhibitionism, but this is the farthest it’s ever been taken. Men and women in their best black tie attire surround you, glasses of his most expensive champagne in their hands. Not all of them are looking at you; some are too bashful to acknowledge your existence. Some only sneak glances when they think nobody else is looking. Few have come up and examined your entire naked frame, suspended from Hoseok’s ceiling in the middle of his entertainment space.

They’re examining you as if you were a piece of fine art; just another pretty and peculiar object that Hoseok has collected. You’re placed among some of his other art pieces - some Pollocks, some Dalis, some Picassos, and one O’Keefe - and somehow, you feel like you fit. That’s what Hoseok had said anyway. That since you were one of the most beautiful things he’s ever seen in his life, he wanted to feature you as the work of art you are. He chose to display you in his favorite way.

Red shibari rope surrounds each of your legs like a cage before confining your hands behind your back. The rope trails over your torso and is twisted and knotted around your exposed breasts, but not tightly. Just enough to accentuate your natural shape. Your legs are tied so that they remain apart, one held higher than the other to leave you fully exposed. Your stomach is facing the floor, but not entirely; Hoseok has tied you so that you’re almost lounging comfortably there, suspended in midair. The lines of rope flow with the form of your body, and even though all of your weight is pressed down onto them, the ropes are the soft and luxurious kind - no doubt expensive - that make you feel as though you could be floating instead.

Just then, your attention is jolted to your cunt, where his favorite black remote control vibrator has just been triggered. You clench around it, and your moan is muffled by the ball gag that is secured over your lips. When you open your eyes, he is standing solidly in front of you.

His black button up shirt and jacket combination is draped over his shoulders beautifully, and his shiny brown hair is parted in the middle. He looks incredible. Radiant. Sinful.

“You looked bored,” he says with a little smirk as he continues to let the vibrator run inside of you, “and we can’t have that… Perhaps I should turn it up.”

He twists a small knob on the remote and the vibrations steadily rise in frequency until they’re as high as they can go. A semblance of a scream escapes your lips behind the gag. You begin rocketing toward climax, but Hoseok knows you and your body too well. Just as you begin to feel the tingles spread over your body, he shuts it off, and your muscles immediately go lax from being tensed up and ready to come.

He laughs softly as you pant, and then takes a quick look around the room.

“You seem to have gathered some attention. That’s my good girl.”

Without another word, he pockets the remote, and you watch how his ringed fingers delicately pick up a flute of champagne from one of the server’s tray tables. Then he simply walks away. His immaculately shiny black shoes gently thud on the marble floor as he makes his way through the crowd, to presumably some other obscenely rich friend of his.

You feel a small amount of saliva about to peak over your bottom lip. You’ve been good about swallowing everything but it seems your denied orgasm has made you forgetful. Moments later, a small thread of your own spit runs out of your mouth and onto the floor. You know that you have been dripping from the other end too, and you wonder if any of the guests have just seen you drool on yourself.

As if to answer, Hoseok comes back from behind you and grabs you by the jaw. His face lights up when he confirms that you have made a mess of yourself. He turns to one of his guests and speaks.

“See, Namjoon?” he says, tilting your head up toward his guest so that he can see, “She’s incredible.”

You meet eyes with the guest, and put on your best innocent look. You love how a blush starts to creep up into his cheeks, and how his pillowy lips part slightly. Even though you’re bound from head to toe and easily the poorest person here, you feel like you’re the most powerful person in the room. The guest clears his throat and turns his attention back to Hoseok.

“How much was your price?” he asks.

Hoseok looks down at you, and a smirk begins to form on his plush lips.

“1,000 US Dollars. Per second,” he says, “Which charity will it be, then?”

You’d been the one to come up with the idea for the proceeds from the charity fundraiser to be benefitted by getting to control the vibrator. Hoseok loved it.

“Your education charity,” he says, “and I’ll take 30 seconds.”

Hoseok nods, “Do you want to go ahead and write the check now or do you want me to keep a tab running and let you know at the end of the evening?”

The tall man considers this, and looks back at you for a moment before answering, “keep it open, will you?”

“Alright, Mr. Kim. All yours,” Hoseok says as he fishes out the device from his suit pocket before turning to you, “Be good, you hear me? Don’t come until you have been given permission by either Mr. Kim or myself. Understood?”

You nod frantically as you watch the remote being transferred from Hoseok’s hands to Namjoon’s. The earlier flustered man turned more confident once he held the little black fob in his palm - quite a large palm now that you look at it closely. It would look so nice trailing up your thigh, you think. You look up at Namjoon and convey a pleading look, one that silently asks for mercy.

He does not give it.

With a small grin, he turns on the vibrator, and you scream (or try to) at the suddenness of the sensation. He spends his entire 30 seconds with the device in your pussy at full speed, and you can’t hold back your groaning. You clench around the bullet, and when his time is up, you feel beads of sweat starting to form on your brow from the exertion. You’re left a panting mess in front of him, Hoseok, and every other guest that has turned to watch you squirm.

Namjoon’s satisfied smile and nod encourages others in the room to have a turn. Before long, you see a few more guests make their way over to where you are hanging. This time it is a group of women.

“Hye-jin!” Namjoon exclaims, before he hugs the woman and offers a short to the three others that come over with her. She’s dressed in the most beautiful black form fitting dress you’ve ever seen. Her hourglass figure sways captivatingly in the gown, and you’re momentarily mesmerized by her figure. You look up at her and she’s smirking down at you; you were too distracted at the way the large jewels on her necklace fell over her collarbones to realize that they were already discussing you.

“I should have known it would be you to break the ice,” she says playfully to Namjoon, who just presses his lips together in resignation as he puts his hand to the back of his neck.

“How’s the comeback?” he asks casually, as if there isn’t a fully naked and exposed woman suspended in front of him. His ability to be so casual while you’re at the edge of your sanity shoots a ping of arousal through your body. You shiver slightly, and you catch Hoseok looking at you out of the corner of his eyes. He’d never admit it, but he cares about you a lot. You can tell he’s checking to make sure you aren’t getting ready to start snapping your fingers- the safe action you’d both agreed on to release you from the ropes and send you into his master suite. Even when he had walked over to find Namjoon, you know even then he wasn’t out of sight or earshot from you.

He had a clean and plush robe stowed away in the closet nearby, and was always ready to release you should you want to be. You’d worked together before the event to set up a space in his suite to go should you need to retire for the evening, and you caught him setting a hoodie of his on the side of the bed where you typically sleep. You’d always playfully taken them, either to flirt or to wear it (and only it) to encourage a round two. But he had never deliberately set one of them aside for your use. He knows you won’t be using it to flirt or to rouse him into more sex, so his little efforts to bring you as much comfort as possible had set alight something in your heart.

He really did take pride in taking good care of you. As a good sugar daddy should.

You’re yanked back to reality when the vibrator starts up again. You clench around it and feel a gush of wetness surge out at the sensation of it going at full blast. Just when you become used to the speed and lower your whining, you open your eyes to see the woman holding the remote this time, grinning down at you with full lips. She meets your gaze and turns it up all the way, which makes you tense up every last one of your muscles. The woman next to her with long, light hair and a wicked gaze, whispers something to her while eyeing you up and down. It then occurs to you that you weren’t paying attention and don’t know how much time she purchased.

As the seconds tick by, they feel like hours. With the device at full speed, you feel yourself closing in on a climax, and so you squeeze your eyes shut and brace yourself for the orgasm that is about to rip through your body…

She turns it down to the lowest setting and watches as you groan at the second denial crushes you. More saliva drips down your chin as she switches it off, leaving you with only the beads of sweat that cling to your skin.

“Thank you, Hoseok. Worth every penny,” Hye-jin says, handing the remote back to him.

Hoseok beams his thousand-watt smile at her, and congratulates her on both the success of Maria, her solo album, and then thanks her for her donation.

She thanks him in return, and both women walk back into the crowd. Namjoon has also gone, which just leaves you with Hoseok again. His eyes meet yours for a moment, and you see a fire in them that you’ve never seen before. You’re dangling about waist height, and you can’t help but to look down from his face to try to see if you can make out a bulge. You don’t get time to really look, because as soon as you break eye contact, he moves to your back and smacks your ass cheek hard. A loud thwack echoes throughout the large space, over the din of the partygoers. You inhale sharply at the sting, and let your breath back out in a long groan, drawing the attention of more guests. You knew that the champagne would loosen inhibitions eventually.

You hear the footsteps of a couple other guests walking toward you from behind where Hoseok stands. You crane your head to try to see over your shoulder, but they stand just out of your peripheral vision. They’re talking in low voices, and you can’t make out what they’re saying. You wish you could swing yourself around and look at them, but knowing that the only thing they can see of you is your dripping cunt, you’re not so mad.

You feel a hand on your thigh, a touch you’re familiar with. You know it’s Hoseok’s hand, as he gently trails up your inner thigh, purposefully teasing you. An involuntary shiver runs through your body and you can’t help but to whimper slightly. You hear a man’s chuckle, and then he’s speaking, again too low for you to hear.

Hoseok uses his grip on your inner thigh to spin you around so that you’re facing the group of men. Namjoon has come back, this time with what appears to be a friend in tow.

“Baby girl,” Hoseok’s voice says gently, and you look up to meet his gaze, “Yoongi here has just asked if he may touch you.” Your eyes widen at the thought, remembering how just Hoseok’s hand trailing up your thigh had your toes curling. You look up at the new guest, and see only a cold and stone-like expression. His eyes seem to bore right through you, and directly into your cunt. You’re momentarily mesmerized under his heavy stare, before you slowly nod your head.

“Yoongi here has just generously donated one million dollars to one of my charities, so do you know what that means?” he asks you, not expecting an answer, “How long is one thousand seconds?”

“Sixteen minutes and 40 seconds,” Yoongi says, not breaking eye contact from you, “If I’m correct.”

If your mouth could drop, it would. Namjoon, looking up from his phone, just nods nonchalantly.

Hoseok asks the man what he has asked everyone else: if they would like to keep a running tab or if they would like to write a check now. Yoongi reaches into his back pocket and pulls out what you assume to be his checkbook. With rings glittering in the lighting of the room, his hand swiftly fills it out. He rips it out and extends it to Hoseok.

“I won’t be needing more time.”

His cool confidence in saying this small phrase makes your stomach drop.

Hoseok grips your chin and tilts your head up. “Remember, baby girl, don’t come until you’re told to. You want to be on your best behavior for Mr. Min. Trust me.”

He speaks sternly and then releases your jaw, trailing his hand back to stroke your messy hair, before settling on your two hands secured behind your back and giving them a light squeeze. A silent reminder of your out, should you need it.

This Yoongi must be… a force to be reckoned with.

“Your time starts now,” Hoseok says, tapping his phone screen. You squeeze shut your eyes and brace yourself for the abrupt shock of the vibrations, but seconds pass, and they don’t come. You gingerly open your eyes and look up at the man standing above you, toying with the remote. He regards it with vague interest, and then he flicks up his eyes to look at you. Your heart stops for a moment, as he begins to rake his onyx eyes over your body. He purses his lips slightly and begins walking around you, all too slowly.

Even though he has disappeared from your view, you can feel his eyes on you. Your anxiousness grows as he remains out of your sight longer, and this is no doubt intentional. It seems as if he picked up your unease earlier when he first approached.

This guy is good.

You’re so on edge, that the light vibrations that begin in your cunt still surprise you. He turned the vibrator on to its lowest setting, but these low and slow vibrations still make you have a sharp intake of breath. He finally arrives back to your front and seems pleased at your reaction. He squats down so that his face is level with yours.

“What a good girl you are,” he muses, lips parted, tongue playing with the inside of his cheek, “I hope Hoseok here treats you well. You seem… pent up.”

At those last two words, he revs up the vibrations slightly, causing you to let out a small moan. He stands and puts the remote in his pocket. You watch as he gently rolls up his sleeves to the elbow, his forearm flexing as he fixes them. Your hungry stare betrays you.

“Is she always like this?” he asks Hoseok, almost laughing at you. “God, she’s desperate.” He looks at you. “Does Hobi not fuck you enough, little girl?”

Your eyes widen at the implications, and you furiously shake your head no, trying to convey as much as you can with your eyes alone. He just chuckles.

“Loyal,” he says, “I like that.” He looks back up at Hoseok. “Is your agreement exclusive, or is there room in her life for a second... benefactor?” You look up at your sugar daddy, eyes wide with what he might say. He’s just standing there, arms folded over his chest, as if he were discussing the weather or the stock market.

“I’m afraid she’s all booked up for the foreseeable future, unfortunately,” he says cooly but firmly, a little bit of edge to his voice.

“Pity,” Yoongi says, taking a step toward you, “I could think of a million good ways to take up her time.”

“You’ve got 14 minutes left,” is all Hoseok says in response, a definite sharpness to his tone. You’ve only heard this type of voice from him when you’re being particularly bratty. You rarely hear him this stern.

The vibrations quicken slightly, and you can tell from your frequent use that the device is at about its medium speed.

Yoongi takes his hand and reaches out to your back, and with a featherlight touch, begins to trace next to where the ropes lie. He keeps working down your back, and gently trails down your bare ass cheek and ghosts against your pussy. You can feel the heat from his hand, impossibly close to touching you. You hold your head back and try to look at him as you whine out a plea.

“Eyes straight ahead, little girl,” he says, and you comply reluctantly, flopping your head forward dramatically as you sigh. His hand grabs hold of your thigh, and squeezes it so hard you’re sure you’ll find a bruise there in the morning. “And lose the attitude.”

You whimper as he releases your thigh, and goes back to delicately running his fingertips up to your core. He stops just short of your cunt, and you desperately want him to just touch you. You flex your back and buck your hips in order to push yourself onto where you know his hand is. Your clit makes contact with his hand, and as soon as you feel it connect, you feel it missing. Not even a moment later, a sharp sting spreads across your ass, and you clench around the vibe.

“What a greedy little slut you are. Do you always misbehave this much?”

You turn your head back to look at him, and as you meet his eyes, you can see he begins to fume.

“Namjoon, keep her head straight. Someone's not listening.”

You turn your head back around and Namjoon is quickly grabbing your jaw firmly in his hand. Your eyes meet his, and his earlier show of no mercy seems to still be intact. You feel Yoongi’s hand soothe the soreness he just created, only to once again reel back and give the same spot another firm smack, just as hard as the first one.

You cry into the ball gag and the shockwave from his hit sends you slightly swinging forward into Namjoon’s belt. Even though the vibrator is only at medium speed, you feel yourself beginning to get close to a climax. Your moans get longer and higher, and your body tenses to prepare for it. You hear Yoongi behind you.

“Don’t.”

You know exactly what he means. You focus on your breathing and furrow your brow in an attempt to stave off your orgasm. It’s working, but barely. He turns up the vibrations and you cry out again, your head shaking as much as Namjoon’s firm grip will allow.

“Don’t.”

You distance yourself from the situation, distracting yourself with thinking about schoolwork. The essay you’re currently writing. How the rough draft needs to be done by tomorrow night. You need three more in-text citations to make --

His hand is against your clit, and he’s rubbing at an agonizingly slow pace, with just enough pressure for you to want more. You inhale sharply and work harder to distract yourself.

You have two of the quotes picked out, but you need to finalize the third one to really hammer in your point. Maybe you can spend tomorrow morning reading --

His lips graze over the ass cheek he tortured earlier, your smarting skin responding sharply to the gentle contact. He gives you a soft kiss, and then you feel a sharp pain as he sinks his teeth into your already ruined ass.

Your eyes fly open and you make desperate eye contact with Namjoon, trying to show him that you can’t last much longer. Thankfully, this Namjoon is a perceptive man, and he looks from you to Yoongi.

“She can’t take much more, Yoongi.”

“Good,” he says, breath grazing over where he just bit as he speaks. “Come, slut.”

For the first time tonight, your orgasm peaks and rips out of you. Your whole body trembles with the sensation, and you feel his pressure on your clit increase to see you through. The orgasm is hard, and long, and it leaves you with tears streaming down your cheeks, mascara running wildly. You’re coming down slowly, and you feel his hand pull away. Before you realize it, he is standing in front of you again. Namjoon releases you, and your head hangs lifelessly as you pant.

Yoongi stands directly in front of you again, and you find yourself staring at his expensive shoes. You’re completely spent. Post orgasm bliss spreads throughout your muscles, and then, a slight discomfort. You realize what it is: the vibrator is still going.

You squirm lazily and whine at the sensation, it being too much. Yoongi squats down and gently lifts up your head by the chin. Your exhausted eyes meet his, and he clicks his tongue.

“Aw, are you all sensitive now?” he asks gently, in an almost patronizing tone. You don’t care. You nod sleepily.

“Is the vibrator too much, little girl?” You nod once more, eyes fluttering shut.

“Then use your safeword gesture,” he says, almost as if it’s a dare. "Go on. Snap."

If he’s not done with you, then you’re not done. You open your eyes and look directly at him as if to say “challenged accepted.”

Without moving his eyes from yours, he cranks up the vibrations until you’re whimpering again.

“Six more minutes,” you hear Hoseok say from beside you.

“Plenty of time,” Yoongi replies without skipping a beat. “I think we can get three more in. One every two minutes? Surely a slut like you will have no problem with that, since you wanted to come so badly earlier.”

You groan at the ache in your cunt, and at the slight displeasure the vibrator is causing. Yoongi stands again and walks back behind you, and this time you know better than to move your head to look.

Soon the vibrations begin to feel pleasurable again, and you’re having a hard time keeping your moans quiet.

“Atta girl,” you hear Yoongi say from behind you, “Your next one’s already coming isn’t it? You greedy little thing. You’re going to ruin Hoseok’s nice floors with your slick. And in front of all these people?”

Just like that, you’re reminded that you have an audience. Quite a large one. You open your eyes to see just about every guest’s gaze glued to your straining form. The heat bubbles in your abdomen as your next climax rushes toward you.

“You may come again,” is all Yoongi says as you’re thrown off the edge again. As soon as you begin to recover from this one, he ups the vibrator to full speed. You scream into the ball gag at the overstimulation, and cry out as tears spill out of your eyes. It’s entirely too much, but you love it. Before you realize it, another orgasm rips through your body, almost as if it were a continuation of the last one.

He doesn’t miss this though, and spreads your ass cheeks apart so he can get a better view. At this point, you’re not sure if you can do another one. You feel as though you might pass out if you come again. But the overstimulation is so overwhelming that you can only think of reaching one more high. You tense your entire body and try to get another one, but your muscles are so spent that you can’t stay tense for long. After a few more tries, you just sigh and hang limply, your limbs heavy and tired. You hang on the edge of climax, being able to see the other side, but not being able to go there.

Mascara tears stain your cheeks from exertion, and you are well and truly spent. You give up.

But you don’t snap your fingers.

Yoongi fastens his lips over your aching clit, and sucks. Just like that, you feel your orgasm building again so you clench, desperately trying to claim it; this time, you reach it.

It tears through you like a slow strike of lightning. You feel yourself shaking as it takes its time fracturing within you. It grows white hot in your belly, and it’s as if every cell in your body has been burned alive. All of the energy you have left is spent thrashing in the ecstasy of your orgasm, and for a few seconds, you know nothing else but the pleasure.

You find yourself deep in subspace, practically dead to the world. You don’t even have the energy to open your eyes. You barely register Hoseok as he begins untying the ropes around your hands, getting assistance from both Namjoon and Yoongi. You feel his hands as he releases your ball gag and caresses your face as he asks if you’re okay. You give the tiniest nod, and he wraps your limp form tightly in his arms as the two men finish unwrapping your legs. He swoops down and sweeps your legs up to carry you bridal style away from the party.

The next thing you know is the soft and cool silk of his sheets enveloping you as he lays you down. You exist there for a time, every nerve ending in your body tingling as you drift off.

You wake some time later to hear quiet chatting. You inhale and breathe in the musky scent of Hoseok’s favorite cologne. You find yourself curled around the hoodie he left for you. As you slowly open your eyes, you can just make out the time on the nightstand clock. It’s almost 3 AM; the fundraiser had to have ended over four hours ago. You breathe slowly and close your eyes again so you can focus on the voices in the room.

You hear Hoseok straight away; his tone is forever instantly familiar to you. The way his normal speaking rhythm is a little sloppy with alcohol. In reply is a voice you more recently became acquainted with. The voice who you last heard giving you permission to come. It’s a little bit more rough now, a Daegu accent slipping out in his intoxication. The third one takes you by surprise. A low and calm voice. Lower than you’d ever suspected possible, from hearing him speak this evening. Even still, Namjoon’s even tone is a rumble you can make out.

You sit up slowly, not wanting the blood to rush to your head. You were sleeping hard. Your dry mouth guarantees that. At your movement, the three men stop their talking and look over at you. Hoseok is the first to set down his glass and walk over to you. His black tie is gone and so is his jacket. His collar is wide open, showing off his tanned chest behind the many unfastened buttons. He gets on his knees next to the bed and reaches for your hands. Once he finds them, his brow is creased with worry, as he brings your hands up to his lips.

“Are you alright, baby girl?” he asks into your hands. You still have the weight of sleep over you, so you don’t respond right away.

“She had her gesture, Hoseok. She could have used it,” you hear Yoongi say, and you look in his direction. He sits with his legs spread, glass of whiskey hanging off of his fingers. Your eyes meet, and even though he’s trying to seem impertinent and uncaring, there’s a tinge of worry and guilt in his eyes. You glance to Namjoon and see that his worry is more plainly stated.

Hoseok caresses your cheek and turns you back to facing him. His eyes plead for an answer. So you give it.

“Yes,” you say, voice raspy, “I’m alright. I feel great, actually.” Hoseok visibly relaxes and you hear Yoongi across the room mutter an “I told you so” to Namjoon.

“He didn’t push you too hard?” Hoseok asks.

“Nothing I couldn’t handle,” you reply smugly, meeting Yoongi’s eyes, “But he did well and truly wear me out... Clearly."

You chuckle as Hoseok covers your hands in a million tiny kisses.

“Perhaps I do need to step my game up,” he teases, “I’ve never seen you so fucked out.”

“Nothing a good nap can’t fix,” you tease back. He smiles up at you, and you once again get lost in his brightness and warmth. “Mind if I join you all for a drink?”

“Of course not, baby girl,” Hoseok says, “I’ll go get your robe--”

“Don’t bother,” you say, wiggling into his hoodie and pulling the hood up and over your hair, “but you can go get me a glass.”

#bts smut #hoseok smut #yoongi smut #namjoon smut #yoongi x you #hoseok x you #namjoon x you #xmint-conditionx

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merlin-gifs · 4 years ago

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Hello Merlin fans, today we bring you The Merlin-gifs Alphabet Challenge! What is this challenge!? Well, for starters, it has no starting date and no deadline... which means your contribution to the challenge has no expiration date. You may start today, tomorrow or in three months and you're free to choose WHEN to post! For each letter of the alphabet, you are given a prompt (a character, a place, an episode, a colour or a technique) and "officially" you are required to make ONE post per letter, but if you're feeling creative and inspired, feel free to pick more than one option. This challenge is open to any kind of creative content (gifs, graphics, fanarts, photo edits, picspams e.t.c.). We are a gif blog so we can only reblog gifs but don’t let this halt your creativity. The only rule is that you can't skip any letter!

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bailey-reaper · 3 years ago

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YOU KNOW WHAT THIS BLOG NEEDS - A BEACH EPISODE - or to be more specific Klint and Lady B rope Barok into taking s/o with them to the beach

Fun in the Sun (ft. the Sea)

Notes: Oh my Goodness! You are absolutely correct, anon! A trip to the seaside is /SO/ very Victorian!!

S/O is gender neutral (they/them pronouns). Barok refers to them using petnames.

Content Warnings: everyone is wearing bathers

"What on earth are you blushing about, brother?" Klint asked as he finished donning his scarlet one-piece bathing suit, "You're redder than my bathing suit!"

"Oh," Barok roused himself from his stupor and looked over at his brother. He was still holding his own bathing suit, having lost himself to a momentary daze of nerves as it dawned on him that this would be the first time he'd seen his beloved in a bathing suit.

Klint folded his arms and hummed thoughtfully, "I suppose this IS your first beach holiday with your darling, isn't it? Oh ho!" a grin spread over his lips, "Is that it? Are you flustered about being scandalised by the sight of their bare ankles on the seafront?"

"Oh hush!" he muttered, turning away to finally change, "I was just thinking about how long its been since we've been to the beach together, that's all.," it was a partial truth, "And about how the last time we came here was your first time seeing Lady Baskerville at the beach."

"Ahem..." Klint coughed, and looked away, "Yes.. well... it was a wonderful outing wasn't it?"

"Yes..." Barok agreed with a smirk, "As I recall, you were almost as red as your bathing suit, brother."

"Mmmm. You know, being a tease really doesn't suit you, Barok..."

"Hmmm..." he smiled, messing around with Klint certainly managed to calm his nerves a bit, "At least I feel a little less... nervous."

He ruffled his little brother's hair, "Just be yourself, Barok, and you'll do yourself proud, I know I couldn't be prouder of you."

"Ah..." he nodded, "Thank you, Klint."

"Anytime. Now! Let's go out there and enjoy the sea side!"

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Lady Baskerville and Barok's beloved had set up a comfortable spot with deck chairs and a large parasol with large towels laid out, too. The sea was a stone's throw away and glittering like a vast blue jewel as the sun glimmered on its surface. A soothing breeze drifted by and kept the mewing gulls aloft as they hovered while scouting for food to steal.

"Barok!" they waved.

"Klint," Lady Baskerville called for her husband.

The two men made their way over, Klint beaming like a lovestruck puppy while Barok blushed and tried to keep his pounding heart in check.

"Greetings," Klint said as he went to join Lady Baskerville in the deck chair next to hers, "Well isn't this a splendid little set up?"

"Do you like it?" Lady Baskerville asked with a smile, chuckling as Klint took her hand to kiss the back of it before kissing her wedding band.

"I love it," he replied.

"Hello dearest," Barok said as he went to join his beloved on the towels, "You... um... you look great."

They grinned, "Thanks, so do you, that shade of navy blue really does suit you."

"Oh... thank you," he smiled, "So, what do you think of Weymouth?"

"It's lovely! The sandy beach is so much nicer than the pebble beaches I'm used to."

"Yes... there's a rocky part further up the way, but this part is nice isn't it..."

"It really is..." they bit their bottom lip, "Um... Barok? Could I... maybe ask you a favour?"

"Of course," he tilted his head, "What is it? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," they assured him, before pulling something out of the beach bag they'd brought with them, "Would you... mind applying some of this to my back?" they placed a pot of cream in his hand.

"Huh?" he looked at the jar quizzically, "What is it?"

"Apparently it's a cream that can stop damage to the skin from exposure to the sun, I mentioned to Albert that I was heading to the beach and he said that this should stop me from burning quite so badly as I usually do..."

"Oh, I see, so this is something Albert prepared?" It was probably safe then.. maybe... hopefully. For some reason, the idea of applying cream to his beloved's skin was making his blush burn all the hotter, "Um... yes, of course, I'd be glad to help...."

"Thank you!" they laid down on the towel and closed their eyes while Barok gingerly positioned himself behind them and tried to ignore his wandering thoughts as he contemplated their wonderful form. He carefully applied the cream to their back and shoulders, making sure that the product was evenly distributed.

"There..." he said, while his ears glowed bright pink, "I think that's done."

He noted that they were blushing, too, it seemed they were similarly aware of how... intimate this moment was, "Th...thank you, Barok," they smiled shyly, "Um... shall I ... put some on you?"

"W..What?"

"Well.. Klint said you usually burn terribly in the sun..."

"O-oh..." he coughed, before nodding, "Yes... I.. don't do well in the sun, I never have," not that it had stopped him as a child from having a wonderful time in the outdoors, but these days he did try to avoid the seething pain that came from spending too much time under the sun, "I... um... I suppose a little of that cream couldn't hurt, if you have any to spare that is..."

"Of course I do! Now, lay down," he did as they bade him and tried really hard not to think too much about their hands on his skin and the way it felt to have their fingers caressing over his contours... yes... he needed to stop thinking about that.

"Alright!" they said, "You're done!"

"Thank you..."

"Hey now!" Klint called over, "What are you kids up to?!"

"N-Nothing!" they squeaked, blushing, "Just putting some cream on to protect from the sun, that's all..."

"Oh ho!" the older bother nodded, "And when is one of you going to put some on me and my darling lady wife, hm?"

Barok rolled his eyes, "If you want to borrow my darling's sun cream, you could just ask brother..."

"Aw, but where's the fun in that Barok?" he smiled, before looking a little more serious, "May I use some of that lotion of yours on my lovely wife, dear little sibling?"

"Oh... yes, of course!" they handed the pot over so Klint could apply some on his wife.

"I'm sorry about him," Barok sighed, "He's a terrible troublemaker..."

They giggled, "Please don't apologise, I love both of them very much, but nowhere near as much as I love you."

Once more Barok was blushing, "G-Good to know... And... I love you too."

#barok van zieks #klint van zieks #lady baskerville #Barok x Ors #request #fluff

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droogiesanddiscourse · 4 years ago

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NSFW Alphabet - Mr. Orange (Freddy Newandyke)

Original Message(s): @anon hi! could you potentially do a nsfw alphabet for mr orange? thank you!! + @anon “Hi! I just found your blog and really like your Reservoir Dogs content! ♥️ would you be willing to do a NSFW Alphabet for Mr. Orange?”

ABSOLUTELY! I love him, we love Freddy !!!! I tried to make the reader as gender neutral as possible, as I know I have male, female, and non-binary readers who love Freddy. And we know he isn’t straight!

Warnings: Smut, 18+ ONLY! Explicit language and sexual situations

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Freddy is just so cuddly after sex, he’s really great at aftercare. He will be the big spoon, nuzzling his face into your hair, just breathing in that after-sex smell. He’ll always ask if you need anything, such as water or a snack. He’ll clean you up too, running you a bath if you so desire.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Has a bit of a hard time figuring out what his favorite body part of his is, personally. He’s a bit of a shy guy, and can sometimes be a bit awkward about his physical appearance. He likes more aspects about his personality than how he looks. But he does like his hair! He’s got a stylish middle part, it suits him very well.

As on you, well he wouldn’t say his favorite things about you would be physical as well. Are you absolutely gorgeous and the hottest person he’s ever seen in his life? Absolutely! Is that all you have to offer? Not at all! He loves your intelligence, interests, hobbies, everything.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Can barely control himself, Freddy acts like a horny teenager every time you engage in sexual acts. It’s messy, and he produces a lot of it. He’s a conscious boy and practices safe sex, so he firmly believes in the “wrap it before you tap it” mantra, so it is c o n t a i n e d.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’s thought about a threesome before, but I think it just stays as one of his dirty fantasies as of right now. He’s not sure how open or comfortable you’d be with that idea. He’d love to bring another man in the bedroom....Mr.White? BYEEE!

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s gone all the way with his past relationships and partners. So he does have some idea of what he’s doing! He’s not clueless, but he is a bit awkward and can still be a bit unsure during the act. Freddy knows what he’s doing, he just lacks the confidence in himself.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He also loves being dommed, he has some pretty strong sub energy to him. He loves it when you take control in the bedroom. When he’s on the jewel thief’s case, he’ll flaunt his new outfit in front of you. Next thing he knows, his hands are tied behind his back with his new black tie ;)

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Freddy is a cutie, and he can be very goofy within the bedroom. He loves how comfortable the two of you can be around each other, and how he can let his guard down. His attitude is very playful in general.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

His hair is very light, and there is not a whole lot of it. He doesn’t shave down there normally because there really just isn't a whole lot to shave in the first place, but if it’s something you notice or bothers you let him know and he’ll be happy to shave a bit.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Freddy is a head over heels romantic, and puts his very all into every aspect of the relationship the two of you share. During the moment, this is expressed even further. He wants you to know how important you are to him, and how much he really loves you. He won’t leave a single inch of skin untouched and unkissed. He worships you like the etherial being he thinks you are.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Mmmm like I said he’s got the sex drive of a horny teenage boy, so he’s gonna jack off a lot too haha. He doesn’t find anything wrong with it, and often will do it in the shower before he goes to work. Of course, he’d rather have you help him out. You always feels better then when he has to resort to fucking his hand. But you’re the only thing on his mind when he does jack off.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He's got some major subby behavior to him, and he’s going to love it if you’re the one who initiates sex, as well as are the more dominate person in the bedroom. He loves having his hands restrained, and not being allowed to touch you. Or, being constantly overstimmed to the point he can’t stop shaking and moaning, eyes rolling back in pleasure. He makes the most adorable faces when he comes.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Just the bedroom, he feels the most safest and vulnerable when these intimate acts are just shared between the two of you, with no outside interruptions or possibilities of getting caught. Just...he likes that comfort and feeling that it’s only the two of you against the world in those moments.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He gets turned on extremely easily, and can surprisingly get flustered pretty fast. Freddy speaks with his eyes, letting you know how horny he is in that moment and how much he desperately needs you. He enjoys the slow burn, making out with him on the couch until you both can't stand how much you are turned on for each other anymore, and end up moving your activities to the bedroom. Or, maybe just right there on the couch too. Hey, Freddy is pretty impatient.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Absolutely no gunplay or knife play, anything that he uses while on the force is off limits. He goes to work, he goes undercover, and he leaves all of that at the door when he comes home with you. You are his safe haven, and he doesn’t want to be reminded of the danger he’s constantly putting himself in. Not to mention the danger he could be putting you in too. Also these types of acts are just dangerous in itself, and he’s worried that he might physically hurt you as well.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Can’t think of anything he loves more than seeing your lips wrapped around his cock, your doe eyes looking innocently up at him through your lashes. He’s very gentle, he lets you take it at your own pace, and doesn’t slam himself down your throat like some people would do. Freddy knows whatever you do he’s going to derive so much pleasure from it because of how sensitive he is. He’s more than happy to give as well, he’s an equal opportunist in the bedroom.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Varies on day to day, what his mood is, how he’s feeling, it all is up in the air. He tends to prefer soft, slow, intimate sex where you both can bask in each other’s pleasure. But he’s also not opposed to a quick, hard fuck as well when he is feeling particularly restless.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Hey, sex is sex, no matter what form it takes on. Freddy is always down for a quickie - whether it’s bending you over across the kitchen counter and playing with you as you make pancakes, or pulling you into the shower with him, he’s down for whatever. But he does tend to want to take his time with you as well.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

I mean, in a way yes. He’s always game to experience new avenues of pleasure, and exploring his sexuality and what really turns him on further with you. There’s a whole world of kink he hasn't discovered yet, and if it’s something you are into, he’s ready to take that adventure with you. He’s usually down to try anything once, as long as it is within reason.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He could go all night if you'd let him. Once you get Freddy going, he doesn’t seem like he has any off switch. He gets almost immediately hard after every single round, it’s almost inhuman.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Toys kinda go along in that mantra of trying everything once (as long as you and him are both mutually comfortable.) So if it is something you both are interested in, he’s down to try it!

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s a tease, but he’s also the one who is always first to break when he’s feeling super needy. He’ll whine and beg you to just finally fuck him after a full day of just constantly teasing each other. He doesn’t have a whole lot of willpower, especially when it comes to you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

For all things considered, Freddy is a pretty loud guy. He is not ashamed to let you know how he is feeling with moans, gasps, pants, dirty talking in your ear, etc. He also tends to curse under his breath as he gets closer to climax, muttering nonstop “shit”s and “fuck”s in succession under his breath.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He’s pansexual with a male-leaning preference. But first and foremost he loves a person because of who they are, not because of their gender identity!! So he doesn’t have really any preference, he just always has found himself a bit more attracted to guys throughout his life. But he also loves women!!! Like so much as well. And non-binary people? Forget it. Trans??? Beautiful omg. He’s a whole flustered mess who has so much love to give.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Pretty average. It’s not too big, but he really knows how to use it. He’s more girth than length.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

I think it is very easy to see how high his sex drive is, and it doesn’t help that you always look so damn tempting. He can barely keep his hands off of you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Usually after sex, he feels really pumped up and ready to go, so he doesn’t fall asleep immediately after. He’s also secretly hoping you’ll pull him back and go for round two...or three...or four ;) But he’ll love to just sit up with you and talk about anything that comes to mind, and you snuggle up next to each other’s naked bodies.

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tweedlydumbtweedlydoo · 4 years ago

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JJ Maybank x reader

Requested by anon/Summary: You and John B have been best friends since you were in diapers and you’re JJ’s girlfriend. They don’t include you when going to find the gold at Mrs. Crains house because they are protective over you, especially JJ. You find this out after overhearing them and see the gold in their hands, which results in a big argument and you walking out on the pair.

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“We can’t just go and not include y/n.” Kie says, sitting in the van. The group were on their way to Mrs. Crain’s house. They’d finally found the gold or at least think they found it. However, they were leaving out one person in the group. y/n, John B’s best friend since diapers and JJ’s girlfriend.

“She’s the one who figured it out! We can’t not include her.” Pope adds.

“We aren’t including her.” John B says glancing back at his friends.

“It’s too dangerous and I don’t want her around this stuff. She’s got a scholarship and college coming up. I can’t let her fuck it up.” JJ says.

“What am I chopped liver? I have a scholarship too! I’m risking it all!” Pope argues.

JJ sighs, “Please, just don’t tell her. Alright? She almost got caught when we stole Cameron’s scooba gear and I’m not letting her get in trouble. She can’t have a record.”

Pope and Kie roll their eyes. “She’s an adult, but you two treat her like she’s 5 and one wrong step is going to break every bone in her body. Did you forget she saved your ass from Topper when he was drowning you?” Kie says, looking at John B and then turns to JJ, “And she’s saved your ass from getting arrested multiple times?”

“Just drop it Kie, she’s not coming along.” JJ snaps.

You’d sent multiple texts to the pogues asking when you guys were going to Mrs. Crain’s house to see about the gold, but there was no answer. You sigh and decide to wait at John B’s. It was hours later when you heard the van pull out. You heard the pogues laughing and mentioning they couldn’t believe it. As you step on the porch, you see John B caked in mud and in his hands was a large block of gold. They all stop when they see you standing on the porch, arms crossed over your chest.

“Shit,” John B mutters, seeing you.

“y/n-” JJ starts, but you quickly interrupt him.

“I’ve been sitting here for hours and have texted you guys multiple times wondering when we were going to get the gold. Looks like you guys already did that.” You stomp down the stairs, fuming.

“Baby we-” JJ starts again, walking toward you, but you interrupt him, holding your hand up to him, signaling him to shut up.

“I was the one who figured out where we thought the gold was. Me! And you guys didn’t even include me to go get it? How dare you?”

“Look we didn’t want you to go in case it went south or something. We didn’t want you to get hurt.” John B says.

“You didn’t want me to get hurt?! What am I 5?! I can handle myself just fine!” Looking at JJ, you shake your head, “Is that going to be your excuse too? Cause you didn’t want me to get hurt?”

He slowly nods, “You have college.. and a scholarship coming up. I didn’t want you to get in trouble and me fuck up your life. I was just trying to protect you.”

“Stop trying to protect me!” motioning between JJ and John B, “both of you stop trying to protect me! I’m a grown ass woman. I can handle myself just fine. I’m not the little girl you guys grew up with.”

“I know I-” JJ begins.

“Just don’t. Screw you guys. Screw all of you for not including me. Bullshit excuse for friends is what you guys are.” You stomp off toward your car, getting in and slamming the door before speeding out the driveway.

You were curled in bed watching Netflix when you heard something hit your window. Stopping the show, you listened again. “What the hell?” you mutter, throwing the covers off the bed and pulling the curtains back. There stood the pogues. Rolling your eyes, you quickly push the window up, seeing JJ getting ready to throw another one, “JJ Maybank if you throw another one at my window…”

He smiles sheepishly, dropping the rock, “Sorry, please come down.” He whisper yells.

“So, you guys can treat me like a 5 year old? No. Now, go before my parents wake up.”

“Please, y/n? We’re sorry.” John B apologizes, “We just.. I’ve grown up around you and I’ve always seen you as my little sister and so I’ve always wanted to protect you. I always forget you can handle yourself.”

“John B’s right. And if it means anything, Kie and Pope did try to convince us to let you come but we wouldn’t listen.” JJ adds.

Kie and Pope nod, “We did, but these assholes wouldn’t listen.” Pope says.

Rolling your eyes, you sigh, “I’m sorry I said you guys were a bullshit excuse for friends.”

“It’s okay. We did treat you shitty.” JJ says, “But hey, we found the gold.” He grins.

You laugh quietly, shaking your head, “Alright, I’m coming down.” You begin to climb out of your window and onto the roof.

“Don’t you dare jump from there!” JJ warns, pointing his finger at you.

You give him a glare, “I’m not a child. You better catch me Maybank.”

“don’t-” it was too late, you took the leap and JJ caught you, falling back with you on his chest, “Are you fucking crazy?” He groans, coughing a little.

You nod, “If I hang around you guys, I must be.” Pressing a kiss to his lips you get up and grab his hand, helping him up to his feet.

“And this is why I’m protective over you. You do crazy shit like this.” John B rolls his eyes.

You brush your hands on your shorts, “I’m fine, aren’t I? Not a scratch on me.” You motion to your body.

JJ groans again, bending over, “I don’t think my precious jewels are fine. I mean you landed right on them.”

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whyiask · 4 years ago

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HAPPY NEW YEAR

There are so many people I’ve met on this site, so many friends I’ve made. I joined tumblr only a few months ago, but my life has already drastically improved. I smile more and laugh more and I feel happier all the time, knowing that you all are just a click away. I’ve often heard people refer to tumblr as a hellsite, but I don’t fully agree with that. True, some things on here are crazy, but more than that, I’ve found people like me. I’ve found people who understand me, who think like me and feel like I do. Ya know, before I joined tumblr, I had never met another bisexual person(crazy, right?). Y’all have made life more enjoyable and happier and brighter, and for that, I’ll never be able to thank you enough.

I have soooo many people I have to thank, so I’ll try to keep the list of people as short as possible: all my closest friends and all the people who have been amazing and I have loved seeing since I joined tumblr earlier this year <33

@one-neat-nerd you were the first blog to ever follow me, and I don’t remember if you were the first blog I followed, but you definitely were in the first 10. You were a wonderful introduction to tumblr, and I love everything you post/reblog. We’ve never really talked, but I still want you to know that I appreciate you.

@warblerjeff you’ve changed your url more than 3 times since I first followed you, and it always takes me a second to recognize you aha! But when I do, I’m immediately have a rush of happy memories- all your Glee posts and all of the Glee content I get from you. We’ve never really talked, but seeing you on my dash is always so amazing.

@jesussavedevenme aha hi! We’ve never really talked, but you were one of the first few blogs I followed when I first joined tumblr, and I know I tagged you in a lot of stuff at first (because i didn’t have any other friends lmao), so sorry about that! 😅 You’re really cool and I hope you have an amazing 2021.

@strawberry-seraph we haven’t talked in a while, sorry about that! Talking with you is always super fun, you’re a fun person and I hope your having a great day! You were one of the first TLC blogs I followed and you were definitely the first actual friend I had on tumblr. Thanks for being so nice to me <33

@cerenoya Ceren... where to begin. We haven’t talked a whole lot, but you are such an amazing friend and super kind when we do! You were my first tumblr idol for so long, because I aspired to be like you/run a blog as cool as yours!! Have a great 2021, you deserve it.

@cindersnightmare I felt very distant from you when I first followed you. You were just so COOL and your artwork was so GOOD, I didn’t know how to approach or even begin to express my love for your work. When you followed me back, I tell you, I was s h o o k. We’ve never talked, but I consider you a friend, is that okay? You’re amazing, keep being amazing <33

@books-and-starss oh gosh- I don’t even know where to begin with you! I love you so much, first of all!! So, so much. I love talking with you, you’re really sweet and ahhhh your writing is SO GOOD!!!! You are a great beta reader and so eager to help me- it just warms my heart that you would offer up your time to help me. Everything you reblog is so positive and encouraging and awesome, it’s so nice to see that kind of stuff on my dash. All the aesthetic pictures you reblog are super cool and pleasing to look at. I absolutely ADORE seeing you on my dash every day. <33333

@dylxn-lee aha hello there!! I first met you because you were one of Abi’s friends, but now I’m in your fanclub and ilysm. You’re really cool and nice and deserve to have a wonderful year <333

@theaberrantone ahaha for so long I pronounced your name wrong in my head- I just want you to know... I see you. I see you every day, liking every single one of my posts. I see you in my notifs many times a day and I just- wow. It means so much to me, I am honestly so touched that someone as cool as you takes the time to scroll through my mess of a blog and like the things I slap into it. You’re amazing and someday I aspire to be as cool as you <333333

@mochiowo-20 hi there :333 ilysm, and we haven’t talked for a few weeks, and I haven’t gone through your blog in a while, but I STILL LOVE YOU SO MUCH. You are amazing and ily. Your so sweet and cool and ahhhh you deserve to have the most wonderful 2021 ever. (i love your blog aesthetic btw) <333

@teawithhoneyharper I know you’re taking a break from tumblr for a while, but if you do see this, then I want you to know that I care about you so much. I love you Darcy, and you are amazing. I hope your mental health is getting better and I hope life has been better to you <33 ilysm, take care of yourself, and have a wonderful new year <333

@fablehavenfandom hi there friend!! Your posts are amazing!! I love your writing so much!!! and all your headcanons are beautiful and I 100% think of them as canon now. I hope you’re having a great day, and I hope you have a great year <33

@fairiesandstarlight omG your posts are all so cool! You’ve got a beautiful blog aesthetic and I love everything you post!! I hope you’re having a wonderful new year love <333 wishing you the best

@maya-livingstone hi there!! you’re a very, very new mutual, but I hope we’ll be able to get to know each other and become friends over the course of this new year!! I also just got the Renegades series, and I’ve noticed you like that, so hopefully we’ll be able to talk about that soon!!

@pluckycluckyducky hi plucky!! It’s Joy from the nevermoor server. we haven’t interacted on here very much, but you’re really cool and you should know it. have a wonderful 2021 <33

@fablehavenandfandomsfanatic hi there!! you had to break for a while, but you’re back now and I love all of the things you post! Have a great year <3

@fablehavenfangirl you’re really cool! Everything you post/reblog is great and I enjoy just scrolling through your blog when I’m bored. You’re amazing, keep being amazing <3

@renegadenebulahufflepuff heyyyy! how are you doing? you’re amazing, we haven’t talked much but you’re really cool and I am wishing you only the best for 2021 <333

@bookishfangirl14 hey there!! I love seeing you in my notifs!! we don’t have very many overlapping fandoms at the moment, but you’re still really cool and I love looking at your blog (even if i don’t understand most of the posts). aha, i hope you have a wonderful new year <33

@introvertedtater-tot hii! we don’t talk much, despite having a LOT of overlapping fandoms, and I don’t know why. Let’s fix that this year, shall we? I hope I can get to know you more, you’re amazing and sweet and i hope we can build up a solid friendship in the coming months <33

@devils-on-a-stereo oh my GOD. Okay, honestly? I am still s h o o k that you actually follow me, I mean, c’mon. Your art is literally the coolest thing ever, and I am honored to know you. You deserve way more attention as an artist than you have, and honest to god you are the coolest most i c o n i c blog I know. Stay awesome ;)

@its-liiinh-cinder-official heyyy there!! You are literally a top-notch comedian, I aDORE all of your ‘linh cinder’s random posts’. They are hilarious and your stories are hilarious, and you seem like such an amazing and chaotic person. I wish i knew you in real life, you would be so fun to hang out with. i love seeing you on my dash every day, and you’ve got such a v i b e going on. Have a beautiful, wondrous, and magical 2021 darling <333333

@just-another-freaking-dreamer it’s so awesome to see you in my notifs all the time. You’re really cool and you deserve cool things. Have a wonderful new year and I hope we can become better friends and interact more <3

@ragingbisexualcore ahhaahah you are the single most chaotic person I know. If you lived in a book, you would FOR SURE be that one character who is dead set on overthrowing the government and cackling madly as you take over the world. You are amazing and I hope you take your chaotic self and go wild in 2021.

@queenofsassgard hey there!! I hope you know that occasionally I just go scrolling through your archives and liking everything- anyways, you’re amazing and I hope you have a wonderful new year!

@elysian-starbucks-frappe heyo! what’s up? I hope you’re doing great, you deserve to do great. You’re super cool and amazing and ahhhhh you just deserve to have a wonderful 2021. ily and have a great year <33

@as-the-stars-foretold Caelum. You. Are. Fantabulous. You are my mother, you adopted me into this weird, chaotic friend group, and I will be eternally grateful. You love the stars and I love listening to you ramble about them in the server. You’re so passionate and strong and I love that about you. Life wouldn’t be the same without you. You might love stars, but you yourself ARE a star. You are a star, you shine brilliantly, and you are too good for this galaxy. We don’t deserve you. I love you so much, and you deserve every single goddamb good thing in this universe. You’re always there, ever present, and I love you so. much. Please stay your fantabulous self and I wishing on every star I see that you will have the best 2021 ever <333333

@carolinelikesdinner Carol. God, I have so much to say to you. First of all, thank you. Thank you so much for being you. You first introduced me into the big wide world of the Fablehaven fandom, and ilysm. You’re so cool, too cool for me, and I treasure every single conversation I have with you. You’re so funny and an amazing artist. All of your art is SO DAMB SPECTACULAR. You are gorgeous, your art is gorgeous, and your writing is gorgeous too. Take care of yourself love, stay safe, and have the best 2021 you possibly can <3333333333333

@operation-crown-jewels Caraaaaaaaaa ilysmmmm <3333333333333 I love talking with you and I love you so. freaking. much. I can’t even- I can’t even describe how much i love you. You are so special and sweet and supportive and I just can’t- you have NO IDEA how much that means to me, how much all your little comments mean to me. You are amazing, and special, and ahhhhh. You are SO special. So unique. And I’ll never find another friend like you <33333333333

@addies-invisible-life hey emma :3 You are actually the coolest person I know.You are so capable and smart and beautiful. You are kind and supportive and you are open to everyone who talks to you. You love with all your heart, and I love that about you. In everything you do, I can see the love behind it, the work and effort and love that you put into it. Every conversation I have with you lifts me up and energizes me(which is really rare because most conversations tire me). I still, after all this time, still can’t believe that a person as amazing as you even chooses to be friends with me. I love you so much and I will never stop loving you. You deserve the world, but I can’t give you that, so just take my reassurances that I will ALWAYS, NO MATTER WHAT, be here for you. ily and have a wonderful 2021 <3333333333333333333333333333333333333

@arushahisatroll my god. Ru, I love you so much. You are my internet girlfriend and I care about you so much. You are incredible, honestly. Your art is immaculate and you’re always so cheerful and fill me up with energy just THINKING about you. you always eager to commit arson, which is a very good trait, and I love plotting crimes with you. Every time I see your icon, my face lights up and I internally scream, bc “oh my god someone as perfect as ru exists in this world- i didn’t know that was possible.” You are the best, you are the absolute best, my bestie, and ily. Have a spectacular and immeasurably awesome 2021 <333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333

@starry-tea-party Abina. Abina you are my rock. You are my light, my star, my sunshine, my galaxy. I love you so much, I can’t even begin to describe it. I don’t know if I can do justice to just how much you’ve helped me. Words... words have never been my strong suit. I love writing because I can weave stories together, piece together words I like to form sentences, and use those sentences to form narratives. Writing has always been easier for me than talking.... because in writing, I don’t have to worry what others will think, or how others will perceive me. I select the best words, and I present those words- the words I meticulously chose and nit-picked- to the audience. Life is a stage, and I have never been great at improv. I often find it hard to tell people things, to convey my meaning in the best possible way and to know exactly what words I need in any given situation. Talking is hard for me. But with you... with you, I never have to monitor what I’m saying. I never feel the need to reread and reread my messages before sending to make sure everything is in perfect order. It’s... it’s easy to talk to you. It’s easy to speak and I don’t worry when I’m with you. You make me feel so at ease, and I love you so much. I don’t have to worry about saying the wrong thing, because I know that you’ll always support me and be by my side with a kind word and a heart of gold. Because that’s who you are. You are a creator, a dreamer, a lover, a visionary. You’re a friend. You are the hand that pulls people out of the water. The light that shines the pathway. You are the rock- the mountain we stand upon and look out over the beautiful sea. We look down at the seas below us and say, “how have we climbed so high already?” The reason is because you stand so tall, so bright and so magical, that we climb, we climb and we look out at the world below us. Not only are you tall, strong, powerful, but you lift people up right alongside you. There is nothing like the high of seeing the world stretch out beneath your feet, swinging you legs through the open air but knowing you’ll never fall. You represent that high in my mind. You represent and you remind me of the exhilaration of feeling untouchable- uplifted by love and kindness, able to reach heights you’ve never been to before. There is so much that can come when someone extends their hand to you. So much more can be achieved when there are two, holding each other up. You have held me up for so long. Every since we met, you have brought a smile to my face at the thought of you. Every time I think of you, my heart swells and I can’t breathe. Every comment you make or put on something I post has me screaming internally ans smiling uncontrollably. Whenever I see your icon I know my day is about to get one million times better. So thank you, Abi. For being my rock.

#wooh that was a lot #i love you all so much more than you can even comprehend #joining tumblr was the best part of 2020 for me #meeting all of you #happy new year

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