#BUT ill slowly get them ! wont let it stop me

[hazey-moonlight]

Cooking food and baking is just...IT for me. Like I love it so much and sure I get very tired and need help but it makes me feel good. I love making homemade things an I'm learning how to bake more things and I'm practicing more.

Idk I'm just happy about it,I'm not holding myself back on trying new things anymore. I love cooking and feeding loved ones

[cindyss]

heyy! could you do a Theo X female reader, where the reader is Mattheo's and Tom's little sister? And they kinda have a secret relationship because Theo is Mattheo's best friend and Mattheo would not be happy about it... And also, could it be NSFW, and it's the reader's first time? thank you if you do this!! 💗💗

yess of course I can girlyyy 💗 sorry for taking so long

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— tell me when to stop - theodore nott

- pairing: theodore nott x fem. reader

- warnings: smut, reader’s first time.

- note: apologies for not posting in a long time, i might post another small one this week? depends on what i get done 💕 x

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You lay down on the bed as the Slytherin boy explores every inch of your body, kissing and biting every part of your skin he could get to.

You have no idea how you ended up here, your brother’s best friend laying on top of you, tasting every inch of your body. Your brother tom and your parents were away for the weekend on a task, mattheo was over at his girlfriend’s house sleeping over there.

A few weeks ago, theo drunk at a party confessed his feeelings to you and you ended up making out. The next day he asked you to be his girlfriend and till now both your brothers were clueless as to what was going on.

Lying down on the coach, your bell rings and you open the door to theo standing in front of you. “mattheo’s not home” you said angrily as you had a small argument earlier about telling your brothers about you guys’ secret relationship. “i came for you” he spoke before attaching his hands to your face and connecting your lips.

He pushed you in the house and kicked the door closing it with his leg. His tongue slid into your mouth as his hands held your ass, carrying you up to your room. As you got there, he tugged at your shirt removing it trailing kisses down your collarbone. He then lowered your shorts as you helped him out of his own shirt.

Dressed up just in shorts, the boy then unclasped your bra wrapping his tongue around your tits sucking and licking on your nipples. You let out a moan tugging and pulling his hair. he then kissed his way down to your panties, lowering them creating space for his own pleasure. “theo.. wait” you spoke.

theodore then rose from his position, “yes cara mia?” “ive never done anything like this, at all” despite the two of you being in a relationship for a while, you never got the chance to do anything more than kissing. “like at all?” he asked raising an eyebrow. you shook your head in response.

“oh my fuck, you are that innocent” “fuck off” you smacked his shoulder. he smirked before speaking “im just kidding, ill teach you.” “what if it hurts” “it wont” “but what if it does?” “ill make sure it wont, just tell me when to stop” you nod as theo presses his thumb to your cunt. he then slowly begins rubbing it up and down, “youre so wet hm?” you roll your eyes to his comment.

he smirked before finally allowing himself into you, sliding his tongue down your slit, stopping at your cunt. he repeated this a few times as you struggled to keep your eyes in place, your stomach clenching at the feeling. your fingers wrapped around theodore’s hair, pulling and tugging as waves of pleasure take over your body “you okay, you want me to slow down?” he asked. “mm fine” you moan quietly.

“im going to use my fingers now but ill go easy okay?” he asked to which you nodded in response. slowly but surely, he pushed one finger inside you, then the other to which you responded by arching your back. theo’s mouth watered, he began curling his fingers inside of you earning a good fistful of moans and whimpers.

“teddy.. think im going to.. think im going to cum.” “do you?” “mhm… feels weird, but good..” “okay cara mia, do it and cum for me” he spoke placing a kiss on your clit as he pumped his fingers inside you. your breath and body both start to become shaky feeling his breath on your skin as your cunt clenches around his fingers. you scream as you come all over his fingers, him helping you ride your high, eventually slowing down.

he held up his hand showing you your own orgasm, licking his fingers. “you did so good bella ragazza, you taste amazing” he then spoke again “you sure you want to continue” you nod your head in approval as he slides his boxers down. he positions himself sat on the bed and takes his hard shaft in his hand pumping and preparing it for you. you were so turned on by what was going on you began to grind on his thighs for any sort of friction.

he then placed kisses down your neck, biting the skin which was most probably going to leave a mark later but did it matter? he then lifts you up lining your entrance with his cock “this is going to be slow, tell me when to stop or slow down” he then slowly lowers you filling you up almost immediately, your jaw immediately drops at the new feeling, concern filling the boy’s eyes.

“you okay bambina?” “hmm.. it just feels so good”. “yeah?” he earns a quick “mhm” escaping your mouth as he begins moving up and down. you throw your head back moaning loudly “oh theo..” “yeah say my name, you feel so good fuck cara mia”. he kisses you, sliding his tongue in fighting yours for dominance, he bites onto your lower lip causing you to moan into his mouth.

“i think im close again teddy..” “hm? me too” “come inside me” the words immediately spill out of your mouth. “ i wanna have the full experience” earning a smirk from theo, he places his fingers on your clit forcing some friction making you moan loudly as you come onto his cock. his thrusts become sloppy as he releases himself in you.

your eyes shut in pleasure “fuck nott” “you did so good for me” he said as he removed you off him making sure your cum doesnt spill on the floor. “now lets get you cleaned up and we can watch a movie”

[i-yap]

Jason todd x Reader- Depressive episode

thanks everyone for the compliments and encouraging words in my inbox....i really appreciate it.

The lights were dimmed, everything scattered and messy, just a small lamp on the otherside of the room and the curtains left open. Jason would have panicked..if not for the lump in the blacket and deep slow breathing from his side of the bed. His heart dropped as he realized.

Slowly approaching your side, his boots heavy as he approached you to make sure you were aware of his presence. Crouching down and pulling the blanket below your face he said softly "Hey sweetheart, I think you're on my side"

You wordlessly try to roll away to "your side" but he stops you. "I was kidding y/n, you know that baby"

"im sorry" you say quietly. Tears already forming in your eyes waiting to join the already present tear stains down your cheeks. "hey hey why are you apologizing? " Jason strokes your hair, noticing how tangled they've gotten. You must have been pulling at them.

"Cuz I smell, and you just came back from a mission and the house is a mess. A-and I'm a m-mess" you hiccup as the tears finally escape your eyes.

"None of that now y/n, you know I don't care about any of that stuff. I old care about you Let me help. "

"Nothing can help right now"

"Not even as bath? ill be in it too"

"i dont want to get up"

"Ill carry you "

You wordlessly nod before burrowing your face in the remanent smell of jason still lingering in his pillows while jason starts a bath, lights a few candles and a bath salt. Carrying you to the bathtub. je undresses while you feel something other than the suffocating sheets and your own misery. Settling himself behind you, he gently presses down on your shoulders. "Can you tell me what happened? or not if you don't want", His kind tone and affection was enough for the tear dam to break again. 'such big tears, cmon no y/n, why such big ones hm? you'll give the gotham rain a run for its money" you giggle out a chocked sob.

Jason understands, while his misery comes out in fits of anger yours was a silent killer. He understands , he understands well. And you know he is there, sitting silently behind you , holding you for as long as you need- for as long as he can.

(Im going through an absolutely horrible depressive episode. And its killing me. Writing this was tough on its own but its the first productive thing I've done in days. this was a small self indulgence. Its so funny- I'm a psychology student and I've dedicated my life helping those with mental health issues. After all the charity and the programs and shifts and the hospitals- who would've thought id be here, needing another version of me to come help me out of this. Ill get through it but I'm rlly grateful for all you who have been supporting me through this. Promise it wont last longer than a week. love ya)

[spikedhe4rt]

Heyyyy!! can you do nsfw and sfw hcs for twobit pretty please😜💁🏽‍♀️

Two-Bit x Reader Headcannons 🎭

A/N: hi guys…😣 I apologize for my long absence, ive had a rough couple past months but that has nothing to do with yall so i wont dump on yall. I MISSED ALL OF YOU BABIES SO MUCH 🤗 I HOPE YALL ENJOY THIS AND I LOVE YOU

✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

❥ You see him a drive-in, joking around with other greasers.

❥ Next thing you know, he trying to pull that "pull up a girls skirt" trick on you.

❥ But you see it coming and turn around quickly and grab his hands.

"Whatcha doing?" You quip. He looks stunned but quickly smiles. "You're a quick one, aren't you, doll?" he asks with a smirk. He's actually pretty cute. "You could say that...Keith, right?" He nods, "Call me Two-bit" he tells you. It's your turn to nod.

"Wanna makeout?" he asks as you both continue to look at eachother. His words shock you to the point, you let go of his hands. Two-bit busts out laughing, "Look at your face!  I got you to let go of my hands, little lady." He waves his hands up before walking away, leaving you dumbfounded. And a little hot in the cheeks.

❥ You don't see him again till you're walking around and see him getting into it with socs.

❥ You didn't want loop yourself in his fight so you waited around the corner. After hearing a couple punches, groans, and feet slapping the pavement.

❥ You peaked around the corner, cautiously. You had to make sure they we're actually gone, right? Or were you nervous to see Keith? Doesn't matter.

"Are you okay?"

"Could be better!"

❥ He let you take him back to your place to clean him up surprisingly.

❥ Sitting on his lap nervously because he insisted you needed to be closer to bandage his nose.

❥ Two-bit holding you by your waist so don't fall back (you weren't going to, but he liked holding you)

❥ You awkwardly asking him on a date while bandaging his last wound

"So this might be a bad time, because you might have concussion and all but wanna go out with me" You nervously whispered to him.

He gave you half a smile, "Of course, little lady"

❥ You guys start dating shortly after!

❥ Pulling pranks together as a couple!

❥ Movie nights watching mickey and eating

a whole chocolate cake

"Two, stop eating all the fucking cake..." you groaned as he took another big bite. "Maybe if you ear faster, you would have more" he playfully rebutdtaled. You picked up your fork with a big hunk of cake and swiped it down his shirt. He put on a fake shocked face before smiling "You're on, little lady"

❥ Having playdates with his little sister

❥ Him calling you his favorite girl all the time

❥ Him goofily asking for kisses by saying "Lay one on me, sweets"

❥ Making him lunch because cooking is your love language

❥ Him always paying for your meals when yall go out because he insists.

❥ You, Him and Dally getting drunk off yalls asses and hanging out.

❥ Him stealing magazines and other stuff you like from the store.

✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

❥ He's a switch (Mostly Dom)

❥ Him putting you into mating press so you can feel him as deep as you can

❥ Him fingering you as you bitch and whine for his cock.

Two-bit fingers slightly curl as he thrusts them inside your wet cunt. "K-keith, fuck please" you mewl as you grabbed his arm for support. "Need you so bad, want your cock" you continue as he makes your orgasm approach for about the 3rd time with just his fingers.

❥ Taking dirty polaroids for him to keep in his wallet

❥ Him going into full sub mode when you ride him because of how good it feels.

"Fuck, baby keep going just like that" Two moaned as you grind against him. You smiled down at him as you continued. "Let me cum, please, ill be good. I swear it."

❥ Him slowly kissing up your chest to your neck when he pushes into you.

❥ Begging him to go faster as he teases you with slow strokes

"Please go faster, i need it so bad. Your cock feels so good, Keith"            

"Yea? you gonna be a good slut for me?"

❥ Him overstimulating you to the point of tears giving you head.

❥ Hair pulling...from the both of you!

✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

A/N: my birthday is coming up on the 30th so if any of yall are good editors, would you mind editing me? 😣 reply here and ill give you my insta 🤗

[crow-ur-beloved]

various jrwi headcanons because the worms in my brain (potential autism) wont shut up. no real plot spoilers except for one, but its marked :]

the suckening:

shilo is like vampire immunocompromised, which added to the pile of reasons his mom used to keep him inside the castle because she didnt want him to immediately get 37 different diseases and Die. (if vampires can have allergies then id like to think they can also get sick. i dont actually know if thats possible in the vtm system but i dont care they can in my heart)

genderfuck/genderpunk afab emizel. i feel like thats the only label he'd use, if he had to have one. i dont think hed label his sexuality because he wants to be an enigma. but he Definitely likes men.

bizley said in the qna something that can Only let me think of shilo as aromantic. maybe aro And ace... i dont remember what he said exactly aughhgh i wish i did...

shilo fidgets with his hands like all the time. his mother and uncle tried to get him to stop and sit still because it wasnt very princely and whatnot but my boy needs a fidget toy. i think hed go craaaazy with an infinity cube

i feel like me saying arthur bennett is a bisexual doesnt even count as a headcanon like i think thats just a given. i feel like itd be more surprising if i said i thought he was straight. all beautiful beautiful vampire men have to be lgbtq. its the law actually

arthur never officially broke up with mary. mans just Left one day without warning. probably left a note that said "sorry. -arthur" on it. i doubt he had it in him to say goodbye to her face or his reasoning for it (he thought hed inevitably hurt her because of what he is and what he did to the people he loved in the past, because bad luck seems to follow him everywhere... oughh he makes me ill). he definitely used finding a new lead on anya somewhere else in the country as a good reason to dip. at least, as good a reason as it couldve been for him.

maybe controversial but i 100% think arthur and magnus had a one-night stand at the beginning of their relationship, before magnus met jerome, and they never talked about it again and pretend it never happened. cannot explain how real this is to me.

riptide:

ftm chip who 100% innately knew he was a dude since the moment he could think. like when the black rose pirates picked him up, he got confused when they started referring to him as a girl at first. probably never got The Talk from them, so was Very confused when he hit puberty. Reuben reluctantly helped him steal to pay for top surgery.

since tritons live at the bottom of the ocean, they would have eyes that are far more sensitive to light to allow them to see better since little light gets all the way down there. gillion was Immediately blinded by the sun when he surfaced and still gets headaches from how bright it is in the oversea, but they've gotten better the longer he's been up there. tritons are built to adapt to all kinds of conditions, so his eyes have slowly been getting a darker bluish-purple the longer he spends above the ocean; they were originally more of a light blue-grey.

in tandem with the last one, chip thinks hes either going crazy or a bad friend because he Swears gill's eyecolor is different than last week but how could that be possible, thats not just something he can do, right? why would he be able to do that???

if gillion gets knocked onto his back without warning he does that thing that sharks do where they get paralyzed for a bit when they get flipped upside down. its scary because he can see everything but cant do anything. he also definitely forgot to tell chip and jay about this fact and scared the Shit out of them the first time it happened around them.

gillion can also change his sex like some fish can. its the reason he can lay eggs. i think this makes it safe to say genderfluid/nonbinary/generally trans gillion tidestrider is highly possible and even probable in this headcanon. what im saying is t4t fish n chips.

not to headcanon all my favs as trans but i cant help it. it is the highest honor i can bestow upon them. anyways. mtf jay ferin. ava always knew and was the first person jay came out to. jay was also 100% named jayson after her father and went by jay most of her life anyway as a nickname and just decided to stick with it instead of picking anything else. may was always very openly-supportive of her. jayson was as supportive as a generally strict, overbearing, unsupportive-in-everything father can be. jay totally came out to him and the first thing he said to her was something like, "as long as it doesnt interfere with your navy training," and may promptly kicked him under the table and made him say something nice.

kiras trans too btw. she came out before jay and helped jay discover she was trans. and that she liked women.

(spoilers for 109 and beyond) chip can't entirely remember what he looks like. everytime he focuses on the illusion of hiding that hes practically just a skeleton now, it changes just a bit. freckles in the wrong places, the wrong shade of orange for his flame tattoos, too much light in his eyes, too much muscle on his arms. jay notices it but cant bring herself to say anything. she knows the illusion is meant to keep everyone from worrying, but, everytime she sees something off about it, she just remembers what he really looks like underneath, and that somehow feels worse.

blood in the bayou:

all these bitches gay as hell. kian is pan. rands got a lot of internalized homophobia. rolan probably too. its the 80s, man.

apotheosis (haven't finished it yet so idk how true these'll be lol):

agender rumi. godbless.

also rumis a theater kid. he got the lead in every musical he auditioned for because he could literally just shapeshift. theyd make up a new identity and appearance for every role and get to know everyone on the cast and then mysteriously drop off the face of the planet as that person when the production was over and nobody would know it was them.

peter has actually tried All Kinds of things. weed. yoga. multilevel marketing schemes. you name it, big chance hes done it at least once and didnt like it. he doesnt know how he ends up in the situations to try it, either.

[anotherfloridaman]

Your orc is ruthless. (pt1)

That’s the first thing you think when you see his massive fist slam into one of his brother’s faces. The other orc muttered something about your hair in orc language, and your own whirled around and promptly knocked him on his ass. You didnt get to see if the other orc was okay before you were picked up and slung over his shoulder, walking away like nothing happened.

“Rico.” You mutter, sighing from the feeling of his hand on your legs, holding you like you’d be taken from him.

“Yes?” He acts innocent, but smirks as you climb up, sitting on his shoulder and softy gripping his braid. “What was that about?” The question is slow, like asking a child what happened to make them cry.

“He didnt like your hair, and i didnt like his face.” Rico smirks as you lean on his head, almost hugging the cranium to your side. “I’ve gotta know, ill find out soon enough.”

“No, you wont.” Rico sounds… serious. Your orc never sounds like this, not to you. Not so scary. Not like a threat. “What happened.” Its not a question, you demand to know as Rico stops walking, harshly setting you on your feet and gripping your shirt. “Dont worry about it.” He snarls in your face, and you guess you look afraid as he slowly lets you go, ears pressing to his head and backing up like he struck you.

“Rico. Tell me what he said.” You say, soft. And Rico finally snaps.

“Why? So you can change yourself again? So you can try to make them happy even when they will say everything you do is still wrong? So you can keep crying when you think you’re alone in the woods? So you hate another thing about yourself that makes you, you?” Rico rants, and his shoulders fall. He looks defeated as he turns away, rubbing his head.

You have changed yourself. Someone said in common language that you werent very strong, and you tried to push yourself into growing muscles. You had to stop using your left hand because of a pulled muscle. Someone said your clothes seemed too clean, and you didn’t wash them as much, but ended up with rashes from the dirty fabric later on. Someone said your hands were too small, your hair seemed too short, your feet shouldnt be covered, you shouldnt be there, you shouldnt, you should, and-

A heavy hand landed on your shoulder, Rico’s blurry face in your field of vision having you realise just how close to crying you really were. He sighs, apparently coming to terms with himself and slowly leading you to the stonghold gates.

“R-rico?” You asked, as if he would be the answer to everything in life. But he continued pushing you, until you were just far enough for him to grab the gate and pull on it. “Rico.” You started breathing heavier, a cold panic setting in as he gently led you just beyond the stronghold gate. “Rico!” He shuts the large gate, and you pound on it, yanking the handle and trying to climb the wooden door without leverage. Your fingertips ache with the way you claw the heavy doors, and your throat becomes hoarse after a few hours of standing there, fighting an unbeatable foe, knowing the gate doesnt have locks, it’s just heavy.

But it seems like you blink, and the darkness of night washes over you, and you look around at the forest, terrified of what could be out here. What you know is out here. Predators and Hunters. Humans. Humans are out here, and you’re afraid. You’re more afraid of your kind than what the orcs in those walls would ever do to you.

You take off running, not having a clue that Rico was laying against the gates, softly crying as he listened to every plea and scream, begging to have another chance to something you never messed up.

Almost every orc is located in the stronghold center, drinking and laughing as they roughouse, unknowing what Rico or you just went through.

[hopingforgoodblogs]

On The Way Home (The Fight series)

HEY! this is part two of my The Fight series ;) lmk if you wanna be tagged! im really proud of this chapter so i hope you guys enjoy it 🥹

PART ONE

WARNINGS: cursing, slight violence, slight abuse (please lmk if i missed anything that might’ve needed to be put in the warnings!)

The car ride back to your place was quiet. In the silence, Ellie focused on trying to calm herself so her anger doesn’t manipulate her driving while you stared out into the darkness outside, trying to come up with what to say but your mind kept silencing you by resurfacing the new memory of Ellie beating the life out of your boyfriend. You pulled out your phone and open up your chats with him. You briefly read your previous conversations before you start typing,

“look im done. we're done. im tired of being scared of you and dealing with your disrespect. when you disrespect ellie, you disrespect me. she is my bsf and i wont stand for that. dont bother tryna call me, ill already have you blocked by the time you see this.”

As you press send you feel the car come to a stop, causing you to look up and see your house outside the window.

"Thanks for taking me home. I appreciate-"

"What’s going on? Are you safe?” she interrupted. You look away from her, propping up your arm against the center console and leaning against your hand, playing with your hair.

"Uh.. w-what do you mean?" You stutter, nervous to answer. You slowly turn to look at her and see her worried expression. Her furrowed eyebrows close and your faces even closer. Her eyes trace your face, memorizing every detail from the way your hairline frames your face to the curves of your lips. You stare intensely, studying every placement of Ellie's freckles. You look at her eyes and notice them on your lips. You feel your face get hot and you look down, blocking your face from her view which snaps her out of her fantasy. 

“There’s no way this hasn’t happened before. Why did you get so scared? I mean you’ve seen me get into fights before. Hell, you cheered me on. I understand he’s your boyfriend but you were trembling,” She tries to look into your eyes but you’re shielding your face away. She softly grabs your chin to look into your eyes, “Please tell me what’s going on. I care about you to much to just let this go,” She cups your face in reassurance. 

There’s a stillness and silence. You open your mouth to speak, but you get so lost in the pleading look in her eyes that your voice betrays you. You gulp, slightly looking at her lips and then back into her eyes. Her eyes lock onto your lips. Before you could fathom what was going on she leaned in.

"Ellie..." You whisper, breathing against her lips. She quickly glances into your eyes before pulling your face, lips colliding. You immediately melt into her soft, pale lips. Your kiss starts sloppy but your lips slowly start to sync up, heads turning for better access. Your hands slowly reach to the back of Ellie's head, fingers tangling in her auburn hair. You feel her hum into your lips and it sends shivers down your spine which also brings you back to your senses. 

You slowly break the kiss, pressing your foreheads together, eyes closed. You pant in sync, slowly looking into Ellie’s closed eyes.

“Ellie, I can’t…” You pause, hesitant because the desire to have all of her to yourself is strong.

“Can’t what?” She whispers, eyes still shut, scared to open them and see your expression.

Beat. 

“I-I gotta go,” you pull away from Ellie, already missing her warmth, “And Els? Please don’t do anything to him.”

“I can’t make any promises.”

“No, Ellie I NEED you to promise me you won’t hurt him,” You respond. She looks away knowing that that’s a promise she can’t keep. “Ellie promise me!”

"I won't do anything," she sighs, "Get some sleep and text me if you need anything, okay?" 

"Thank you, and I will," you open the door and stop yourself from leaving, turning toward Ellie. "Oh, and Ellie?" Ellie immediately looks up and gives you a small 'hmm'. I do appreciate you protecting me. And don't worry, that kiss was definitely better than a six." You wink, climbing out of the car. Ellie chuckles at your comment, guilt rising in her chest at the thought of where she was planning on going next

"Good night, angel," Ellie responds, winking at you, making you giggle.

"Good night, Els," You smile at her, closing the car door. She waits until you get inside and drives off. As she shifts the car into drive, her eyes darken and heads in the direction of her place. She start to speak aloud, externally processing,

“Now where did I put that metal bat Joel gave me?”

TO BE CONTINUED…

TAGLIST: @pick-me-up-im-scared

[jackmanbj]

first nights

AN: this will have little smut, i wont actually add any smut

summary: you and jack have been dating for a while but never actually went to each others house and one night on a date you suggest you and jack should go back to your place.

requested by a lovely anon🌸

stinka💕- baby im outside.

you- ok, im putting on my shoes then im coming.

you quickly put on your shoes and started walking outside to find jacks car in front your driveway.

you sped walked to the car trying to not keep jack waiting.

once you got into the car jack handed you a bouquet of flowers.

“thank you baby boy.”

“of course, you ready to go?” “yup”

jack started driving as you and him started catching up on things being as thorough you both hadn’t talk in a few days since he had things to catch up on in the studio and tour and you had been busy with school and your business which was doing amazing at the moment.

“hows maggie been babe? i haven’t been able to talk to her in a while.”

“shes really good, shes been asking about you to.”

“ill call her after the date maybe me and her could catch up.”

the rest of the car ride you and jack were sining to music mostly 2000’s music.

jack pulled up and the restaurant and stopped the car, coming over to your side to help you out.

“thanks sweet boy”

once jack helped you out you started walking in the restaurant jack following close behind you.

jack went to speak to speak with one of the servers to let then know he had a reservation.

“right this way sir!”

“baby come on.”

jack started holding your hand as you both walked behind the server to your table.

once you were say you ordered a water and jack ordered a dr. pepper.

the waiter came back with your drinks and took your oder and left.

“what you wanna do after we leave mamas?”

“uhm i was thinking we could go back to my place?”

“you sure?” “only if you want to of course.”

“yea im fine with it, your place it is,” jack gave you a quick smile and took a sip out of his drink

the waiter came back with you and jacks food and you both ate and talked about jacks new songs.

jack paid the bill and you left a $20 tip.

you and jack left jack started walking to the car, jack opened the door for you and you sat in the car and put on your R&B playlist.

“IM COMING BACK FOR GOOD SO LET THEM N*GGAS KNOW ITS MINE! ALREADY GOT SOMEONE THATS WHAT YOU TELL ‘EM EVERYTI-“ “that’s enough baby, you sound drunk!”

you quickly put a pout on your face and turned on your playlist for jacks music.

“and i know you just..hate to see it, can’t imagine bein’ you oo i hate to be it im done faking humble actin like ian conceited ‘cause bitch i am conceited. you know you cant defeat it.”

once you and jack arrived at your house you took off your shoes by the door and started walking upstairs to your room, jack following quickly behind you.

“babe im going to take a shower you wanna join?”

“i dont have any extra clothes mamas.”

“oh..” “i’ll go run home and get some clothes and i’ll be right back, wait for me mk?” “ok!”

jack gave you a kiss and walked out the door

after about 15 minutes you heard a knock on the door.

you quickly went to go open the door and found jack with a big bag full of clothes.

“hi baby”

“hi ma”

you let jack in and he went back to your room, you followed behind him.

he placed his bag on the floor next to your bed and sat down in your chair.

“did you bring your toothbrush?” “fuck.” “i have extra, come here.”

you handed jack the toothbrush and you both started brushing your teeth.

once you were done jack took off his clothes and started to get in the shower and a little after you joined him.

you grabbed the soap and a small towel and started washing jack off.

once you got around his dick you started cleaning it of very slowly making sure to look up at him every so often.

jack was grunting trying his hardest not to moan.

“fuck baby” “oopise”

you bent down and started cleaning up the rest of his body.

once you were done with him, he grabbed another towel and started cleaning you off, he he started making his way to you lower stomach he bent down and started kissing up your inner thighs.

“fuckk jack” you hands went in his hair and he placed a small kiss on your clit and pulled back.

you quickly let out a whine and he chuckled st you.

“oopsie”

“asshole.” “i just did you what you did me, nothing wrong with that mmh?”

jack finished cleaning you off and you both got out the shower.

“jack im about to do my skincare, can you do it with me??” “baby im tired” “please??” “fine”

you and jack went to your vanity and you pulled up an extra chair for jack to sit in.

you put on your headband and grabbed an extra one for jack.

“do you want to do a clay mask, peal off, or a sheet mask?” “sheet” “ok”

you put your soap on you and jacks face, wiped it off then put the face mask on jack.

“JACK!” “huh!?” “stop touching it! your going to mess it up!” “sorry mamas”

after 20 minutes you and jack took off your masks, you put some moisturizer on you and jack, then put eye cream on you both then put your liquid lotion on, not wanting to put it on jack went to lay in bed.

“jack baby” “yes mamas?” “what you wanna do?” “cuddle and watch a movie?” “sure baby.”

you cleaned off your vanity and went to lay down with jack.

you laid on top of his chest and started kissing him all over his pretty face while he laughed.

you stopped kissing his face and started sucking on his neck.

“baby your going to leave a mark, your sucking me like a vampire.” you detached yourself from his neck “put on a movie and shit up jack.” you quickly went back to sucking on his neck after.

jack ended up putting on your favorite movie and grabbed onto your ass.

“jackkk!” “yes ma?” “im tired.” “me to mamas” “can you turn off the movie and we can go to bed?” “sure.”

jack turned off the movie and put his hands back on his resting place.

once jack knew you were asleep he started kissing your forehead and whispering how much he loved you and would do anything for you.

[octuscle]

Support dude, it’s me again, Mike. I hit you up so much I feel like I should pay you. And hey if you need that, I’ve got you just tell me. I owe you a shit ton, dude. Since you last helped me, Jack and I tied the fucking knot (and had a hell of a honeymoon haha hadn’t gotten so many noise complaints since high school) and I even moved into his place. Real big and nice like, would make a suburban man cream his pants and even a socialite would do a double take. For as filthy as he can be with me, big boss knows how to fucking live.

But I wouldn’t be hitting you up if everything was all sunshine and rainbows, eh? (Though one of these days I might convince Boss to let you in on our thing for a night or two, just to say thank you if that’s a thing you wanted wink) One of the neighbors apparently doesn’t like it so much when I invite some of the guys at work over for our, let’s call em team bonding events. He bitches and moans about how loud and rowdy we get and how it’s ruining the value of the neighborhood. I almost kicked his ass the first time he came by all bossy and shit, but Boss told me he was President of their HOA or whatever the fuck and that I couldn’t. So I’ve been trying to ignore the prude but if he comes over and ruins another good night I might lose my cool and I don’t wanna let down Boss like that.

Any way you can make the neighborhood meet our lifestyle choices better, dude? I don’t wanna give up this lavish living so soon, it’s nice as hell. But I don’t want it to change me. I wanna change it! Ain’t no reason we can’t live it up without being able to get down if you catch my drift. Can you help me?

I have not invested so much time in my favorite customers, so that you now become adapted suburban bourgeois. So it's time for me to take care of your neighbor. He may be the president of the HOA, after all. But that doesn't give him the right to regulate your private lives. But I could add a little spice to his.

Actually, the boring buffer is not a visitor to the gym. Thank God. So at least you have peace from him there. But today he feels like working out his muscles. And of course, when he enters the locker room, you run right into his arms. And the slimy ass-kisser can do nothing but shake your hand in a friendly way, as if you were best friends. Oops, sorry that your towel slips down.

Normally you are hard as granite when you come back from training. At the sight of your neighbor, the 8 inches dangle limply between your legs. He still seems impressed. To warn your man, you send him a quick message about what to expect during his workout. And write him that you are already preparing everything for dinner at home. "Everything is fine, stallion! daddy wont b disturbed during his workout. Ill b home in 2 hrs"

Your neighbor is blocking the very stations where Jack wants to work out. He has memorized the gym rules and points out every pissy infraction to your husband. In the beginning. But the more Jack sweats, the more musk he exudes, the hornier your neighbor gets. And slowly he starts to change. Actually, sleeveless tops are not allowed in the gym. You both don't care. And your neighbor now too. With the white wifebeater he looks almost like Jack's gym buddy. And he's starting to smell like one, too. It's hard to believe that just a few minutes ago he was the overgroomed suit guy. His armpit hair is sprouting. He obviously hasn't been to the barbershop in a few months either. He stops regimenting your husband. The two of them start working out together as if they've been doing it forever. Steve (your neighbor) can't get enough of having Jack's sweaty workout shorts hanging in front of his face during the bench press. His bulge gets bigger and bigger. And the damp spots in his shorts aren't just from sweat. Jack asks if it's not time to go to the locker room. Steve replies that he was already afraid that Jack wouldn't even ask.

"is it k if i bring a pal 2 dinner" texts Jack. "he 1't want much mor then ur cum and mine." "then he shud bring big appetite" you reply. Shit, this time when Steve shakes your hand, nothing is limp between your legs. Enjoy the evening with the president of the HOA to the fullest!

Pics all found @thelockerroomblog

[k9iriz]

I love your writings! Can i request Neymar x reader where he cheats on her and she finds out and he gets manipulative but she doesn’t go back to him please? Like I need a good cry ahaha

(it was a request just like this so im just gonna combine your ideas! makes it easier!)

𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚����𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝

𝘯𝘦𝘺𝘮𝘢𝘳/𝘧𝘦𝘮! 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

“𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙮 𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙?”

(upsetting themes, cheating, swearing, manipulation + gaslighting mental, also , miscarriage warning!! this is very angst to the max, so get your sad playlist out!)

you heard that voice, that women’s intuition that you knew your man was cheating.

the constant not wanting to be around you.

the countless dumb arguments that you two had, went on for him leaving, simply as just being mean and rude to you.

you thought it was a one time thing…i was wrong.

“ney? are you hungry? i could make you something-” you peaked out the doorway as he shoved past you, ignoring you.

“no. im not hungry.” ney rolled his eyes, grabbing his jacket, he looked so nice and dressed up for practice…

“oh…w-well have a good practice.” i swallowed the lump in my throat, filled to where i was gonna bust out in tears.

your phone rang, kylian’s gf sent you pictures of her outfits for the…psg date night out?

what…

you looked over at ney, that’s why he’s so dressed up.

but without me?

“ney? is it the psg date night event tonight?” i asked, my eyes glowed at it, we would look so good together.

in my mind.

“yup.” he brainlessly said, not even adding anything to the request.

before you could speak, he slammed the door in your face, walking out as i stood by the mirror.

“how do you stop a heartbreak? … cry. you just cry.”

i frowned as i sat on the couch, playing with my fingers.

everything started to click. brainlessly just staying after how bad he’s treating you since you two began dating.

“i really wanted to go.” you thought.

he didn’t even wanna be seen out with you. let alone take you on dates, he just simply said ‘i just don’t have time.’

it broke your heart.

you could cry yourself to sleep if you wanted. the slience rang through your ears as you played with your promise ring he gave you.

ever since, he hasn’t kept a promise since.

after an hour of scrolling through everyone’s insta stories, you seen a post go past your eyes.

bruna.

it was a video of them kissing, all in the camera, with pda and cameras flashing as well.

i stared at it as your heart broke in ten million pieces.

i didn’t know wether to scream or cry.

i didn’t move. i blankly froze as all the memories of the past year floated through my head.

all the lies, the arguing. the kisses. everything was fake.

he just kept me…just to break me.

i cried for hours on end, as i paced around the house.

you even had a miscarriage. due to the stress he had put apon you and you blamed yourself for it.

well i did.

and just to publicly cheat. it was the last straw.

the next morning was a empty bed with red eyes after crying all night.

my phone was ringing all night from socials and even some of psg, asking was i okay after the news got out.

i felt embarrassed. this promise ring meant nothing. especially to him.

you heard the door open downstairs as i slowly walked to the stairs banister, looking down at neymar.

he was ear to ear smiling. for what?

“i know…princesa, ela vai dormir às 10, ela não vai a lugar nenhum, então não vou poder te encontrar lá. eu te amo mais...bye.” neymar smiled so proudly on the phone. it’s her voice on the phone.

(princess, she'll be sleep by 10, she wont go anywhere so ill be able to meet you there. i love you more...bye.)

are you fucking kidding.

“good. ill be out of here by 10 then.” i spoke up, as my face held a cold mean expression as he jumped, soonly realizing he knew that i knew he was cheating and that i seen the news.

“oh…amor. im sorry, listen to me.” neymar tried to plead, but i walked away, chuckling as i shut the bedroom door, closing it and locking it before he could get to it.

“listen to me…please.” neymar pleaded as i shook my head, grabbing my suitcases, trying to stuff everything in them the best i can.

“unlock the door!” neymar groaned, as he forcefully jiggled the doorknob as tears ran down my face…i couldn’t hold it much longer.

“leave the fucking door alone! let me leave please.” i yelled, before i threw on one of his plain black hoodies, just cuddling it as i fell down, tired and worn out from everything…

i leaned up against the wall…everything connected.

the memories we had. the good times we had…

the thought of us expanding our family…the dream wedding we dreamed of together.

all came crashing down.

“please. bebê, por favor ... não vá. por favor.” neymar pleaded again, his voice getting low and shaky. (baby please...dont go. please.)

“ney. please let me leave in peace and get away from the door.” i croaked in tears, dragging myself to put my shoes on, lining my luggage up.

good thing i planned a flight tonight.

“no. i can stand here and fight with this door all day until you talk to me and let me in.” neymar tried to open it, but to his avail, it failed.

“move, please move away from the door.” i walked towards the door, warning to unlock it.

“open up please.” he asked as his voice got soft, before you could, he looked at your puffy eyes, your luggage lined up as he hugged me right, before i cried in his arms…

i should slap him right now.

“no. no. no. move away from me. you’re not doing this to me…again.” i pushed away from him as he trailed behind me as i grabbed suitcase after suitcase, taking them to the door.

“please? i love you, you know i wouldn’t do that to you right?

“how? oh wowwww, you sure wouldn’t but considering it’s the same outfit you fuckin’ left in!” you caught him trying to lie…

& guilt trip you? how stupid can he be. “listen. she ment nothing to me, i promise. you know im yours…hell my wife. just don’t leave me.” ney tried to reason, following behind me.

“ney. i can’t. you’ve been treating me like a second class act. and i just can’t do it anymore.”

“so that’s it? are you serious right now y/n?” neymar got frustrated at you, not hearing you out.

i scoffed, sitting the rest of my suitcases outside, before the door slammed, leaving me and him left in the house.

“don’t make this about yourself. nor try to reason. you’ve obviously been back with her and stepping out on me. and you did it while i was pregnant, ney.” i started, feeling tears prickle my eyes, playing with my ring.

“i lost a baby. and because of you not being there, i lost myself. got blinded by you…the person who promised to be there for me through anything…”

“and you weren’t there. and i don’t want you to be there now…i gotta go.” i shook the thought of still staying in this web of despair out my head, rushing out, before being pulled into a kiss.

ney accepted the fact all his wrongdoings and fuck-ups lead him to lose everything, even his self respect.

the atmosphere got quiet and silent, everything just feeling calm at that moment, feeling sadness in the air

“im sorry. thats all i really can say to you…for breaking your heart. i love you forever, don’t forget that, princessa.” ney felt himself pull away as he kissed your cheek once more, before sitting on the bottom stairs.

i wasn’t looking back. but the heartbreak and sadness remained until i left.

you never really know how much someone’s means to you until they walk out the door.

i hope u enjoyed! ❤️

[fuzzbrainpain]

Who are you mr alien

1000 words

Chap 2

I step towards him.

“m-Mr. Alien you have to understand that my parents shouldn't know you here so if there is a way I can help you I will but you have to stay quiet please” i plead with the alien, hoping it can understand me somewhat.  he quietens and growls lowly and quietly basically telling stay the fuck away.

I stay in the centre of my room with my hand in view hoping he knows I mean no harm. He slowly gets off my bed and looks around. I can't help but ogle at him, his height, his arms, and his mandible igniting excitement in me. He looks at me and nods letting me know he’s listening.

“How can I help you?, why are you here?, what is your name?” i bombard him with questions that i didn't know if he could answer. He clicks his mandibles and looks at me like i'm an idiot. He punches my window and jumps out. “wait!” i run to the window to see him rushing into the forest. I sigh and look at my bedroom door. I heard my parents crying out asking what the hell that noise was. I look back out my window again and scrunch my face.

“this is so stupid” I mumble and jump out my window. I ran after Mr. Alien. I go back to where I found him before and look around properly. I hear him clicking so I go towards the noise. I find him again putting on a helmet. I frown inwardly knowing I wont see his mandibles. Noticing a weirdly shaped heat wave I move towards it only to be stopped by him.

“That's my ship,” he said gruffly.

“oh sorry” i step back so he knows i won't go near it. What the hell am i doing why did i follow him. For gods sake y/n your such an idiot.

“Why are you here?” I asked him innocently. He looks down at me quickly making his dreads swish. Ahh those dreads i just want to wrap my fingers around them and fixate on the texture.

“My name is Dteinou. I carry a message for an ooman who goes by the name Mark Tenit. Where do I find him?” he asks me with intimidation. “well i don't know who Mark Tenit is but i could as a social media.” i pull out my phone and try skinbook first. Bingo. “he lives not too far from here ill take you” i start walking to the path that i normally take to get me out of the forest but im with an alien that i saw armoured vehicles go for. I can't lead him into the open. Wait, why did the vehicles leave? Was he not alone?. Are there more aliens around? Wait by being a guide to an alien that was a target by the government, am I harboring a fugitive?. Oh 

well.

“oi ooman! Snap out of it” i stop over thinking and turn back to look up at him. “sorry. We need to go back to my house and take my car. That way your not in the open.” i start coming up with a plan after he gives me a deadpan look.

“what?” he chuckles and presses a button on his bracelet thingy. He goes somewhat visible. All I could see was a heatwave looking shape. just like his ship. I smile.

“ok then” i manage to see his hand before i grab it and tuck our holding hands into my pocket. “just so i know your there” i continue the track out the forest and step onto the pavement. I walk us through a few blocks. I was focusing on the feeling of my hand in his, his hand was much bigger and rougher than mine but the contrast in texture felt nice. We step onto Mark Tenits street and I look for his mailbox.

“ah 49, we're here” we walk into his house not bothering to knock and Dteinou makes himself visible.  he pulls off his helmet and I ogle his mandibles again. He clicks loudly and an older man comes running to the noise.

“Dteinou?! What the hell are you doing here?!” mark hits Dteinou’s shoulder playfully. Mark doesn't notice me.

“Sadly I come here on duty. I carry a message. Mark you need to come back to Prime, we found ooman technology buried and we need you to figure out what it is" Mark smirks up at Dteinou.

“you need to know huh? Or does Dteinou feel curious and come down the earth not for a cup of coffee but for me to figure out what you dug up, do the others even know you came here for that reason? I doubt they’d let you come here alone '' I smile, finding out that Dteinou was eagerly curious and friendly. I step out from behind Dteinou to get a better look at mark and their interaction.

“and whos this?. Dteinou did you find a new human pet or what?” mark sticks out his hand and I shake it.

“i-im y/n. I just met Dteinou and I guided him here. I got your address from skinbook” i let go of his hand and smile up at them.

“oh Dteinou you landed a cute one. But i'm guessing you haven't told her anything yet your sticking to her” marks teases Dteinou.

“Prime is his planet, i used to live on prime time with them and help them learn human languages and history. Dteinou here is quite a curious fellow and is interested in humans but he normally thinks his intrest in humans is more important than his job” Dteinou clicks his mandibles angrily and rolls his eyes.

“So will you come?” Dteinou snaps at mark.

“yeah yeah” Mark grabs a thick suitcase.

“So what are you going to do y/n?, you gonna come with us or go home to forget?”

[anzuhan]

april end innovade update (and possibly one of if not final update)

Statistics:

this was the first month in which i've only drawn one out of all trinities (michael only) (-)

the draw rate has raised since last month's 2.04 to 2.16/day (+)

first time ive drawn a piece including all innovades i tend to usually draw (+)

first time inclusion of 'others' (with the miku innovade designs) (+)

still only drew least drawn innovade a single time (sky) (-)

total drawn - 249

per innovade:

tieria - 59

laetitia - 15

regene - 23

revive - 19

bring - 18

divine - 17

anew - 14

sky - 6

hiling - 33

ribbons - 41

trinities

michael - 9

johann - 3

nena - 3

other - 2

—

ending note / long ramble about the whole situation

its been a long while huh 😭 exactly 4 months. minus a day ! on a year with a longer february as well, nonetheless. its been fun, but i may stop drawing them now; not to say natsume has utterly obliterated my love for innovades inside of my brain (though i thought of announcing it this way with a funny headline like BREAKING NEWS ! natsume has murdered the entire species of innovades in cold blood. we are sorry for the inconvenience), but also as of late it did sort of become a bother to draw them; mostly because of the keeping track of it as well and because i did not want the draw rate etc to drop. i did get to 1/4th of my goal.. minus one ! im not saying i will NEVER be drawing them ever again, but i doubt ill be keeping track of it anymore — alongside that, i do not think i will be drawing them almost at all anymore either (now, for a while. but they may still appear here and there from time to time.. as all my past fandoms do), so if you were only here for them and not me & my works, feel free to unfollow. i will still be up to have talks about them ! but i just wont devote such a high amount of time and effort to them anymore. it is hard to say ive been slowly falling out of love with them, and mayhaps even harder to say im falling in love again with natsume 😭 and EXACTLY a year later after i last stopped drawing him too... which is crazy .

i feel like besides this, it was also becoming apparent that drawing them has become a chore to me ; i was not feeling up to drawing highly detailed pieces with them anymore that id spend time on. i was not happy with the results on many of them either. and things like the page of every single tieria outfit, despite it used to be a thing i was once hyped about doing... back in january when i just got here, it no longer was that way. yes, i pushed through with it, but it took me a very long time and i kind of disliked going back to it, which is why it even took me that long 😭 and was moreso just done to keep up the numbers of innovades drawn ; for myself, for others.

i cannot lie about the fact it did make me happy i was giving to such a small fandom and brightening other peoples days, and this is a big flaw i have that i tend to put others above myself, but this has become much too big of a bother to me to keep on doing it. i still love them ! not as much, but i still do, especially ribbons. there is nothing wrong with them, i just do not wish to continue essentially wasting so much of my time drawing things i do not enjoy drawing, unless i am to see it finished and thats all the joy i get out of it.

as for the requests with the innovades, i am unsure if i am to do them anymore except for a singular one that ive also not received thru an ask but dm, purely because i am actually hyped about it 😭 and that may be the extent of which you will be seeing anymore 00 content from me.

im sorry if ive let anyone down & thank you for following me through this journey ; i hope to see you again :)

[hrtbrkwthrs]

Darling

joshua bassett x gn!reader

Summary: reader is at their limit, but joshua knows them too well, and he wont let them drown. (hurt/comfort fic)

Notes: no use of pronouns, no use of y/n, no description of reader

Trigger Warnings: no specific mental illness is mentioned but in a general sense, SEVERE depression is heavily implied. Detailed depictions of depression, self harm, suicidal thoughts, almost attempted suicide using pills (all from reader).

This fic has a fairly detailed moment where reader is cutting themselves. I wrote this originally only for myself as a form of comfort. Please THINK before you decide to read this. The most important thing here is for you to stay safe. The sole purpose of me posting this fic is for readers who are similar to myself that might find comfort in this, but not everybody will get the same thing out of this fic, so please please please do NOT read if this will trigger you in any way. be safe, lovelies.

i wanna get lovesick, i wanna get lovesick with you

the sickly-sweet song sliced through the deafening quiet, nothing else but your small sobs and sniffles.

that was your phone, your ringtone set as lovesick by peace. you looked down at the screen, barely making out the contact name through your tear-filled eyes. joshua.

the song was starting to get annoying, considering this was the fifth call in the past three minutes. you rejected the call once again before turning your phone off completely.

now that you could focus, you looked down on the ground in front of you where you sat criss-cross. you were home alone, and after a week of agonizing pain, your depression made you feel as if you were drowning and you couldn't breathe.

you couldn't take it anymore. every moment that passed by poured more salt into the wounds of the past, and sometimes, it even created new ones, fresh wounds.

the blood trickled down your skin as you decided to make some new wounds. battle scars, as some might say. only this time, this wasn't a battle you planned on winning.

when crimson had gently stained your arm just enough to satisfy you, your shaking hands set down the blade as you finally let out a breath you didn't even realize you were holding in.

your eyes were sure to be a bit red and puffy as you had already been crying in your bed. you wanted to write a note beforehand but you barely even found the energy to end up on the bathroom floor you sat on.

as tears fell down your cheeks, sobs threatening to escape your trembling lips, you grabbed the bottle of prescription pills next to you.

before you could think to proceed with whatever you had planned, there was a quiet knock at the bathroom door. nobody was meant to be home. joshua must have come home early.

you were home alone, still living with your parents who were currently out of state. joshua took a trip to stay with you for a few days, being your best friend and all, but he was stopped to run errands before he arrived. keyword: was.

"hey, it's joshua," his voice was small, gentle. it shouldn't have brought you much peace, you knew he'd do everything he could to stop you, and probably even get angry with you. after all, you did worry him. who wouldn't be mad at you for that? "please let me in..." but nevertheless, that small voice made you choke out sobs even harder than before.

barely audible, you tried to speak, "go away..."

in hindsight, that may have been dumb. what was he gonna do? actually go away?

"please let me in, okay? that's all i ask." his quiet pleas from the other side of the door drew your hand up to the handle, slowly and shakily turning it to open the door.

he looked at you for a moment. your hair was a mess, you had bags under your eyes, you haven't changed in days, you hadn't showered in weeks, and you were sure that it was probably time for a tooth brush. you felt disgusting. you were disgusting. it didn't take a genius to know he was probably judging you. who wouldn't?

"oh, honey," he knelt down next to you as your sobs got harder and you stared at him through tear-stained, lidded eyes.

immediately, he pulled you into a hug as you cried, face buried in his chest. "i'm sorry," you kept repeating over and over. his hands ran through your hair as he shushed you, reassuring you and trying to help you calm down just enough for him to give you a bit of first aid.

after a few moments of his tight embrace, you finally settled down enough to breathe. he took the bottle of pills that had toppled to the floor amidst the commotion. "did you take anything?" he questioned quietly.

you shook your head no.

"promise me?"

you nodded.

he looked at you with gentle eyes and an empathetic smile. tears welling up with both worry, but also relief that you were still alive.

he took your hand, guiding you as he stood up and helped you stand as well. he rummaged around the drawers in the bathroom until he finally found the gauze and a cotton pad to cover your wounds.

he smiled at you comfortingly as his tears threatened to fall. he guided your arm underneath the faucet as he turned on a cool stream of water. he grabbed a wash cloth, slowly and carefully cleaning your wounds and blood-stained skin.

once you were all cleaned up, he dried your arm off as gently as possible, taking great care to not hurt you as he patched you up.

he got some anti-biotic ointment, gently massaging it over your cuts before placing the little cotton pad over them.

now that your wounds were safe, he grabbed the roll of gauze and wrapped your wrist up tightly, but not too tight. it was just tight enough. you were all patched up.

"now," his voice was soft, "lets get you a shower, can you do that for me? all you gotta do is wash off, okay? after, i'll help you wash your hair in the sink."

he helped you down off the counter. you stood close to him, head held down as you almost cowered. but you nodded, nevertheless.

joshua turned on the shower, making sure the water was just the right temperature for you. he took some saran wrap to protect your wrapped up arm, covering it lightly as the water heated up. he promised you he'd be just outside as you showered, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before he stepped out of the bathroom to give you some privacy.

your stomach jumped thinking that maybe joshua would be proud of you for this, too. you let yourself think more. your mind wandered to dark things, the sad parts of your brain, but you somehow you still managed to think about joshua. your best friend, your literal life saver. you realized there wasn't a single other person you'd rather be with you right now.

joshua praised you for showering when you finished, he was so proud of you for doing so. "i didn't get to use soap..." you frowned, disappointed in yourself, but joshua wasn't. he was proud of you either way.

"that's okay! you still got in the shower and washed off, and that's a big accomplishment. one step at a time, okay? i'm so proud of you." he gave you a comforting smile, one that made you trust his words. so you nodded.

he took your hand, unwrapping the saran wrap from your bandage and guided you to the sink. he brought you a chair, letting you sit as he turned on the water and let it warm up just a bit. he took a plastic cup, filling it up.

"lean your head back," he guided, and you did. he gently poured the water over your hair, soaking it. he took some of your shampoo and began to massage it into your hair gently. his fingertips worked to help soothe you.

finally, he rinsed the shampoo and repeated the steps for your conditioner. your hair was clean, thanks to joshua.

"there you go. i'm really proud of you for letting me help you," he said genuinely. this made you feel a little safer. you did it! you accomplished something, even though it may have seemed like such a small task. it wasn't small to you, but you did it. and joshua was proud of you.

after taking a shower, no matter how small, and getting your hair washed, you felt a little better. feeling less icky helped ease some of your insecurities at the moment.

when you got to your room, joshua surprised you with one of his old t-shirts. he said he wanted it to feel like a forever hug from him once it was time for him to go back home. you weren't really supposed to wear it yet, but he gave the gift to you early so maybe you'd feel a bit safer with it on.

you got changed quickly, pulling the t-shirt over you and you threw on some boxer shorts and some fuzzy socks. as you walked out of your room to find joshua, he was fixing your toothbrush for you. he smiled, one that made you feel safe as he wrapped his arms around you in a big hug.

"think you can brush your teeth for me? i'm right here with you." you nodded at his promise and got started. as you brushed your teeth, he encouraged you, comforted you as he ran his hand over your back and stayed only inches away from you.

finally leaving the bathroom with joshua, you headed over to the couch in your living room. he watched as you sat down and he smiled wide at you.

"what?" you asked him as he stared at you.

"i'm just so proud of you," he hopped over the couch to meet you, pulling you into a tight hug. he gave you a quick kiss on your cheek before he pulled away.

you giggled quietly. it wasn't much but it was something. the most hint of your sunshine that he'd seen in days. and it made his heart flutter with joy.

"wait, i need to throw some dirty clothes into the bin," you said as quickly as you remembered how messy your bedroom was, a little embarrassed. you were going to clean it before he got here, but that obviously was not on your list of priorities...

he followed you to your room so you could throw some old clothes into the dirty-clothes bin and tidy up a little, but you were met with a fully cleaned room.

you thought back, knowing the last time you left your room just this morning, it was filthy. the floor was covered with dirty clothes, water bottles scattered around the room and trash from the few snacks that you could tolerate eating over the past few days.

joshua had cleaned your room while you were bathing.

"joshua, you didn't have to do that," your face blushed with embarrassment, and maybe you were a little flustered, too. after all, you had someone in your life who loved and cared about you so much that they'd clean your room for you after helping wash your hair. he tended to your wounds, and leant you his old t-shirt to help you feel safer. he dropped everything he was doing just to drive home and check on you. why? all because you sent a mildly cryptic, "i love you" text and missed a few calls.

he loved you.

like really loved you.

so he pulled you into another hug, resting his head on your shoulder as you nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck. he held you tight, so tight you thought he'd never be able to pry himself off of you, even if he tried.

when he finally broke away, he gently grabbed your hand and guided you to your bed. "let's get some rest, it's kind of late," he suggested.

you nodded. "mmkay," you obliged without hesitation. you admit, you were a little sleepy.

you climbed into bed and got comfy under the covers.

joshua didn't join you.

he studied you, your damp hair crowding around your face, wearing his shirt, yawning and snuggling into the pillows.

you were beautiful. to him, nothing could change that. not even when you go too long without showering or brushing your teeth. not even when your room gets a little too messy. not even if you tried to get him to change his mind. you were the most beautiful girl in the world.

"have you eaten today?" he finally spoke up.

you hesitated to answer.

"be honest," he pleaded.

you shook your head, finally admitting that you hadn't eaten anything.

"stay here, i'm going to go get you a snack," he smiled, leaving the bedroom door open so you could still hear him. you'd never feel alone with him near.

he walked through your door again, bringing a small bowl of grapes and other various fruits along with a glass of water.

"can you try and eat some of this for me? and drink some water?" he asked you softly.

you hesitated, but nodded finally. you sat up in the bed, taking the bowl. you waited to begin eating as joshua climbed into the bed next to you.

he turned on the tv, playing your favorite show for you to watch while you ate.

"i'm proud of you," joshua said for the third time tonight. it made your heart beat a little louder.

"thank you," you finally responded.

it was silent for a moment as he sat next to you, his hand resting on your thigh as you watched the tv and ate the fruit from the bowl. his thumb calmly stroked where his hand rested.

you finished eating, surprising even yourself as you cleared out the whole bowl.

he took the bowl from you, leaving a kiss on your cheek as he put the bowl down on the side table next to your bed.

"i love you," you blurted out without thinking.

you hadn't said the l word yet. hell, you weren't even dating. this was new territory, and looking back, maybe not a great time to confess such a thing.

but instead of giving any sort of cryptic response, any hesitation, any indication that he might not feel the same way...

he responded immediately.

he gave you a kiss, his lips meeting yours only for a moment before he pulled away and looked you in the eyes with the most golden retriever-esque smile on his face. he pulled you closer, into a cuddle.

and he finally spoke up.

"i love you with all my heart. goodnight, my darling."

divider credits: @cafekitsune @anitalenia @saradika

[writerintheworking]

Brando de sanctis x cat (u)

Custom made for @lowkeyypeyton

*she's walking down the hallway to her next class when she sees Brando, her best friend talking to Virginia, her worst enemy, her stomach drops, and she storms up to them, walking past them and bumping into brando on purpose* -c

*he looks at cat, then the ground, knowing he fucked up* -b

What's wrong with her? -v

*he ignores her, scoffing and running after Caterina* -b

Go away bra!! -c

Oh cmon I'm sorry!! She was asking about niccolo I forgot!! -b

You forgot? YOU FORGOT OUR PROMISE? nice going dick - c

*he grabs her wrist* ill never speak to her again I promise! I swear! I'm sorry ok? I really am -b

Just get away from me! -c

No don't do that! That's how friendships end! I don't want this to end cat..please I'm sorry - b

*she leans in and whispers in his ear* I'm sure your friendship with virginia won't end. *She leans back and looks at him with tears in her eyes and smiles, walking away* -c

(your in your flat, listening to music when Brando bursts in, locking the door and standing over your bed)

Brando what's wrong with you! Can't you knock? Why are you even here!? - c

I love you cat, Im in love with you, I am more sorry than I can ever be for talking to her, for forgetting. I would never to anything to hurt you, not intentionally. You are my world, my everything I'm so, so sorry. I will never talk to Virginia again, I wont even acknowledge she exists -b

y-your in love with me?.. - c

Yes, caterina I've been in love with you for years now, I can't see you with anyone else. I need you, I want you, caterina I love you, please forgive me -b

*she pulls him on top of her, kissing him needily* -c

*he kisses her back immediately, spinning over so she's on top of him, he places his hands on her waist, pushing her hips down onto his dick* -b

*she lets out a soft moan into his mouth, she traces from his shoulder to his waist, lifting up his shirt* - c

*he breaks the kiss and removes his shirt, tossing it off the bed and continuing the kiss quickly* -b

*she runs her hands all over his abs, shoulders, and waist, she breaks the kiss and sits up on his lap, removing her shirt, unclipping her bra, and throwing them off the bed, she leans back down, continuing the kiss and beginning to grind down on his dick* - c

*he sits up on the bed with Caterina still in his lap, he stands up, setting her down but keeping his hands on her ass, kissing her more aggressively* - b

*stops the kiss and looks up at him as she slowly pulls down her skirt, stepping out of it and then her black lace panties, not breaking eye contact* -c

fuck *he says in a raspy voice, he picks her up and lays her down on the edge of her bed, spreading her legs wide, making sure she can see herself in the mirror, he kisses her thighs & around her pussy, he placed a kiss on her clit and began to lick her pussy up and down, slowly, kissing and sucking on her clit* - b

*she leans her head back in pleasure, letting out soft moans and biting her lip, she runs her hands through his hair, tugging gently as her pussy begins to throb, she feels his fingers slowly entering her pussy, her back arches and she lets out soft moans* -c mm, you taste so fucking good *he speeds up the pace with his fingers and begins pushing his tounge in and out of her pussy, kissing and sucking all over her pussy every single time he pushes his tounge in* - b *she lets out louder moans, her back arching more and her stomach knotting, her walls clenching and her legs switching* holy f..fuck brando!! -c say my name again *he slows down all hes doing, teasing her* -b brando please dont stop!! Make me cum please i want to cum for you brando -c *he picks back up, going even faster with his fingers, curling them inside of her, he takes his other hand presses down on her stomach and begins licking up and down her pussy with his tounge, flicking her clit with his tounge when he reaches it* you gonna cum for me bella? -b

*she grips his hair and moans louder, her back arching and her walls clenching softly* fuckk! Yes! Please let me cum Brando! - c

Let me taste that pretty cum pretty girl - b

*his words stur something inside of her and make her cum, everything inside of her releases and she cums on his tounge* oh my god..! - c

*he sucks her cum out of her and swallows it, licking up and down her pussy, cleaning up the rest of her cum* - b

Jesus Christ I love you Brando - c

I love you too now be a good girl and get on your knees for me -b

*she gets down onto her knees Infront of him* - c

Open your mouth for me - b

*she opens her mouth wide* - c

*he takes out his dick and places it on her tounge* suck my dick - b

*she smiles as she feels his dick in her mouth, she closes her lips around it and begins to bob her head up and down, faster then slower, deep then just the tip, without ever fully taking it out of her mouth* - c

mm mm fuck *he places his hand on the back of her head, pushing her head down further* - b

*she gets on his dick, spitting on it and going up and down as fast as she can, looking up at him* - c

You want me to fuck you? - b

Yes please! - c

Get on your stomach on the bed - b

*she lays down on her bed, Infront of her mirror* - c

*he gets on top of her, he pulls her ass up into the air and runs her pussy with the tip of his dick* you ready? - b

*she nods quickly, already gripping the sheets* - c

*he slams into her, thrusting in and out of her very fastly, pulling her back on his dick* - b

Oh my god!! Brando!! - c

..fuck! Say my fucking name again *he says as he pounds into her harder* - b

Brando don't stop! You feel so good! - c

*he groans softly, melting at hearing her words and feeling her* such a good fucking girl for me - b

All yours.. *she says looking at him through the mirror* - c

All fucking mine *he says slamming into her from behind* you wanna get on top of me amore? - b

Si - c

*he lays back* - b

*she gets on top of him, aligning her pussy up with his dick and slowly lowering herself onto him* oh my god!.. your dick is so big..fuck! - c

*he leans his head back in pleasure, whimpers coming from him* yeah..yeah just like that..move your hips just like that.. *he says, his hands falling onto your hips, pushing you down onto him* - b

*she glides her hips up and down, taking all of his dick inside of her, she leans down and kisses him, moving her hips faster* - c

*he kisses her back sloppily, his hands making their way to her ass, slapping and grabbing it* I'm gonna fucking cum if you don't stop moving your hips like that - b

I want your cum..inside of me *she says as she's moaning while her lips are leaving soft marks all over his neck* - c

are you sure? - b

Si! - c

..fuck okay *he thrusts upwards into her, his hands cupping her breasts as she bounces on top of him* - b

I'm getting close..*she says, her bounces getting weaker as she slows down and begins riding him again* - c

just like that..fuck yeah just like that keep riding me *he pushes her hips down onto him* - b

Oh my god!! *She moans as shes shaking, her cum dripping down all over his dick* - c

Oh my fucking God.. *he whimpers and groans as his cum drips out of her pussy* - b

--- happily ever after lmfao ---

[wirelessmousegirl]

this is my first hypnosis script, im pretty new to the space from the hypnotist side so any feedback would be appreciated.

CW: Hypnotic Induction, obedience, loss of control, mind alteration, increased suceptability to mine and others commands, minor dronefication, and no formal wakener

Id like you to find a nice comfortable place you can get situated, maybe a bedroom or bathroom, somewhere you can sit or lay comfortable without being disturbed or distracted.

Before you get comfortable id like you to make the room as dark as you can, turn of the lights or maybe close the curtains, if you want to get really immersed, maybe turn your device to dark mode, or lower the brightness. it doesn't have to be perfect, but it should be just dark enough for you to notice.

After you get comfortable id like you to soak in the darkness for a moment, to feel it surrounding you, enveloping you, permeating the very air around you.

Its dark isn't it?

Very Dark...

...

...

We should turn on a light, shouldn't we...

Here, id like you to imagine a candle, specifically a small tealight candle that you might see in a wax melter, or a pop boat if you are familiar.

Imagine the small flame of the candle flickering,

back and forth

back and forth

The flame bowing and bending at the slightest breath

Imagine how the flame lights the room, its soft glow illuminating your surroundings and yet somehow creating darker, richer shadows...

...

Oh dear...

...

Im terribly sorry... But this candle is almost spent...

Soon its flame will sputter out and then we will be left in the dark again...

Oh dear in deed...

...

Still, not to worry, we can make a new candle, One that keep the darkness away

just

a little

longer...

But ill need your help to make this work,

I can make a new bright and tall candle that can make this room shine, and push all that darkness away...

But... In order to make this candle im going to need your essence

Your will power

Your control...

I promise it wont hurt, in fact many have told me that the experience is quite pleasant, even euphoric.

Though, if your not ready that's ok, you can always flick on a light, or open a window i wont mind.

...

But something tells me you are ready...

Maybe because you have read this far...

Or maybe its because your here at all...

You already gave me some of your control when you started reading this post...

For that i thank you, really, but if your truly ready then keep reading, this little candle is going to burn out at any moment...

Ready? Good...

Im going to count down from 10. The more you scroll, the more control you give me, you might find yourself falling into a sort of trance, and that's ok and normal, After each number you will have given me a little bit more of your control, a little bit more of your willpower, so its only natural that you would be a little bit more suggestible and focused.

By the time we reach 1, we should have a nice,

bright,

and beautiful candle.

Now, lets begin...

10

You might feel your body relax, a warm and heavy feeling starting at your toes and slowly working its way up your body. Some have said it feels as if your body were melting into wax.

9

As you feel the warmth spreading up trough your feet, past your ankles, up your calves, take note of how heavy and dense they feel now, how completely relaxed...

8

The warmth should now be spreading up your legs, past your knees, and up your thighs, slowing a bit at the groin, and making you feel heavy, warm, and relaxed...

7

The warmth should continue up your body, over your hips and stomach, making them melt into warmth and relaxation...

6

The warmth should now be climbing your torso,through your breast and up to your neck, but stopping just short, as if blocked...

At this point you are very deep in trance, but your conscious mind still holds a little bit of resistance, we will work on that in a moment, for now just focus on the warmth.

5

Stayed at the neck, the warmth now travels down your arms, past your biceps and cresting over your elbows...

Your mind is very powerful, dont forget that... Even now it resists, trying to keep this warmth away from your vulnerable subconscious... For this to work im going to need you to consciously allow this warmth, to allow me into your subconscious... That takes alot of trust...

4

The warmth should now be flowing down your arms, past your forearms, over your wrists, down you palms and slowly slowly slowly flowing through your fingers...

If you aren't ready or willing to let me into your subconscious that's fine, i don't mind, Please stop reading, sit for a while, comfortable in the warmth, and allow yourself to wake from trance, but if you are ready, and are willing to give me that control, then press on.

...

...

...

3

As you give up more control, more resistance, the warmth should creep its way up your neck over your chin and up your face, you might find your head drooping or drool starting to form as your head rests totally relaxed, this is normal and ok.

2

The warmth should have flowed all the way up your head, and into your hair, each strand heavy, warm and relaxed... Your whole body should be warm and heavy, completely and totally relaxed except for one last hold out,

Your mind...

I was being serious before, if your at all uncomfortable feel free to stop reading and slowly wake up, you've already given me so much willpower, so much control, and im not 100% that you will be the same after this if you let me into your subconscious... If you don't fully trust me, stop reading...

Im serious...

...

1

You are now completely and totally in trance...

So deep, and so focused on my words, that the outside world seems almost completely gone, hidden in complete darkness...

Your so deep in trance that i bet you didn't even notice the candle went out... Its been out since we got to 3...

Not to worry though, Im going to have you imagine a candle, its tall and beautiful, the most beautiful candle you have ever seen...

At the end of its wick is a bright and gorgeous flame, it burns tall and bright, brighter than any candle you have ever seen...

That's because the candle is fueled by you, your mind, your essence...

With each thought the flame grows higher... Each emotion makes it grow brighter... Pushing the darkness

Further

And further

Away...

I want to see how bright this wonderful candle can get, lets try putting some more of you into the candle...

Feel your worries go into the candle... See how the flame burns bright...

Now feel all your stress and pain go into the candle... Watch the flame dance higher and higher...

Next, lets put your anger, and sadness and fear into this candle... Take pride in how high the flame burns, its almost like a sparkler!

Now lets put your inhibitions, and shame into the candle, feel your mind get lighter... And the flame grow so so bright... Its so big now, more like a bonfire than a candle!

Im running out of big things to put into this candle... Please, if you could... Put any other thoughts that may still be lingering in your head into the candle... Watch its flame grow and dance... The light bouncing across the walls...

I think that's enough... Look how bright the flame burns now, how bright the room is... A flame like this should make you feel happy, warm, and content...

Its so bright...

So warm...

So beautiful...

Oh dear...

Now i dont mean to alarm you but we might have gotten a bit carried away...

Even now the candle is starting to dim...

The flame is now down from a raging bonfire back to a small flame...

And now its down even smaller... Sputtering and dimming, the darkness once again enveloping you...

Now its just an ember, slowly smoking...

And its gone...

...

Im sorry... All that essence, all that control all that willpower burned away...

Now we are left in a blanket of darkness...

Your mind so, so suggestible, so, so vulnerable...

In this state... You would do anything someone asked of you,

totally obedient

Totally mindless

Your contented little head filled with nothing but smokey darkness...

so vulnerable... And susceptible to suggestions, especially from those you trust...

Some people like feeling this way...

Being completely obedient...

Completely vulnerable...

Maybe you have been like this before...

Maybe you've been here before, reading this script, enveloped in the dark

Completely and totally blank...

...

...

...

...

...

...

...

...

...

As nice as it is, I cant let you leave here like this...

It would be irresponsible of me,

and after all that trust you gave me I have a responsibility to make sure your mind is safe and sound.

So im going to give you this...

I know its hard, being as mindless as you are now but i need you to imagine another candle.

This one is a plastic electric candle, on the top is a small plastic bulb, that mimics its flame, and on the bottom is a small switch, protected by a rubber cover...

This candle can help to illuminate your mind, to help regain some of the control and brainpower that was burned away, not all of it, but more than enough to function day to day...

You might find that its not quite the same as your old self...

You might find it hard to linger on older emotions and grudges...

And it might be a little bit harder access some more negative emotions, like sadness, or shame... This is natural, as those are powerful emotions tend to burn the fastest...

Still... This new candle is not all bad,

First of all it has a on/off switch, so you can turn it off whenever you like and return to this blissful state of mindlessness and obedience whenever you want... Keep in mind that only you can move the rubber cover protecting the switch, no one else...

The candle also has a a few different modes, like timers that can automatically turn the candle off after a certain amount of time, or when you feel particularly calm or relaxed.

It even has a special voice command feature, that lets you or anyone you trust remotely turn the candle on or off just by saying a special word or phrase, it can be any phrase... But defaults to lamp on, and lamp off...

Don't worry about the candle running out of energy, its powered by some of the leftover essence you gave me... You really gave me quite a lot of it...

I hope you come to like your new candle, and the new you...

But if you ever feel like you want to go back, all you need to doo is imagine the big bright candle again, but in reverse, growing from a small ember to a great bonfire... Its not an easy task, but with enough practice and a mind as strong and resilient as yours im sure you can do it.

I hope you have enjoyed our session, and i wish you the best.

-Quinn

[gamesimp]

Mr. American Pie -A Mafia 3 Fanfiction part 3

Warning: sexual, incest roleplay, gay!

In a typical North American household dynamic (as of the 70s), the wife usually does the chores, and the man goes to work. But Donovan and I have a quite different dynamic. I usually cook and despite us having a washing machine, we barely use it since no one is usually home, so on my way to work, I usually take our clothes to the Laundromat downtown.

I got up early, I wanted to go back to bed so badly but I was afraid i would oversleep and wont be able to manage the Southeast Asian American Triads turf. I decided to get some sausage from the freezer and cook them for breakfast along with waffles. I decided i would turn on the Radio. I tuned in to WBYU and it was playing "Sugar, Sugar" by The Archies

"Sugar, ohh honey honey..."

I sang in a falsetto as I cooked.

"Hey (y/n)! Whats for breakfast?"

I gasped and realised Donovan, still in his underwear, snuck up behind me. The bulge in his boxers caught my eye.

"s-s-sausage..."

I stuttered.

"Smells good! So it definitely tastes good!"

He says as he walked up to the coffee machine. He started making coffee for the both of us.

Soon after, I set the table I was eating but still, I was trying to get a glimpse of that rock-hard erection Donovan had while I was cooking.

"You have no work today?"

Donovan asked curiously after taking a bite of his sausage.

"Nah, but later two in the afternoon I gotta have a talk with the gang."

"so you'll be staying with me?"

"Yep, for a few hours!"

I replied with a wink.

"Good, cause you haven't finished your "breakfast"."

Donovan said with that sly look.

"Donnie, theres nothing left!"

I said with a chuckle.

"There's one more sausage down here!"

Donovan was grinning. I got up and walked up to the other end of the table and sat sideways on Donovan's lap.

"well I want it now."

I can see Donovan's excitement with what I said. I reached down between his legs and slowly dragged my hand up but Donovan stopped me.

"Ok... "Kid", where's your manners? What should you say?"

Donovan started some silly roleplay making fun of my height. (Southeast Asians are generally a bit shorter but im not applying this to all lol).

"Please... "Dad"."

I playfully said playing along with Donovan's corny roleplay as I touched and caressed his right cheek with my left hand.

"Such a good boy!"

Donovan said right before laughing.

"Fuck you Donnie!"

I said with a grin.

"Now ill take that sausage and ill have breakfast in bed!"

I was supposed to pull Donovan to the room but before I could get up. Donovan carried me and started to kiss my left neck and shoulder repeatedly and it ticked me.

"Hey!"

I said giggling as he kissed me on my cheek while carrying me.

"let daddy help you take your breakfast to the room!"

He carried me down the hallway and into the room.

"ahh, you are so easy to carry!"

He groaned as he dropped me on the bed. He crawled on the bed and on top of me. He knelt above my chest and whipped out that thick cock of his and started slapping it on my face.

"Here's breakfast little boy!"

I grabbed it with my right hand and started to stroke it before slowly licking the tip. Donovan moaned softly as I licked the tip of his hard cock and the precum dripping out of it.

"You're such a good boy, because of that, ill give you even more!"

He held my face as he slowly shoved his cock in my mouth while I guided him making sure my teeth don't hurt him.

"There you go!"

He ran his fingers through my hair while slowly thrusting into my mouth.

"Your mouth is so fucking wet, its like a pussy! But I've never had pussy in a long time!"

I moaned while taking it all into my mouth. Donovan was enjoying it so much. No matter how often we did this for the last six years, he never gets enough of me.

"Hah, I guess that's enough breakfast for me!"

I said after he pulled out.

"Well is it ok if daddy will out his cock in your ass baby?"

He asked in a very lustful tone. He was lustfully looking into my eyes with an excited grin.

"Fuck you, youre so cheesy!"

Donovan laughed at my silly playful remark.

He put his middle finger in his mouth and wet it with his spit and shoved it up my asshole.

"Oh Donovan- I- I mean dad, it hurts!"

I said in pleasure still trying to play along with Donovan's silly roleplay idea. He soon crawled on top of me and knelt between my legs. He slowly inserted his fully erected cock up my ass.

"Ohh God!"

I said grabbing onto the bedsheets.

"Let daddy hold you down, I'll take your hands and I'll make sure you never fucking get away!"

Donovan said asking for me to hold his hands. As soon as we gripped each other's hands. He pinned me down and started to kiss my neck and chin while he swiftly thrusted up.

"oh dad, it's so good!"

"Yeah, so fuckin good, that ass-pussy is so damn tight. Shit, I'm gonna lose my mind!"

Donovan said before Starting to pick up his pace.

"Why the hell is the dad swearing?"

I said before laughing. Donovan started to laugh as well.

"Whatever, maybe cause his boy likes it when daddy is being so bad?"

He said before thrusting hard into me.

"Daddy yes, i love it when you're so mean. please go faster!!!"

I begged Donovan.

"Ok then, faster here I come!"

He went faster and our moans of pleasure echoed in my head.

"Oh fuck, I cant hold back anymore!"

Donovan saus before thrusting one last time releasing all his load inside of me.

"Oh fuck. Oh yes! Ahh"

Donovan groaned as he laid next to me. Our legs were entangled with each other. He slowly wrapped his arms around me.

"You know what Donovan, I never vet enou-"

I was interrupted by Donovan's snoring.

"Why is my boyfriend so American..."

I commented on Donovan who usually falls asleep whenever we finish having sex.

Soon, Donovan and I got up so I could finally get fixed and head to the Southeast Asian gang turf.

I drove to a certain part of East New Bordeaux that was inhabited by lots of asians and one of the types of people who live there were the Southeast Asian American gangs. It wasn't as huge as the "Little Manila" in New York and Empire Bay. But It had a lot of Southeast Asians who lived there, mostly Vietnamese and Filipino. I went into an abandoned apartment which served as a safehouse.

"Who is that?"

The man behind the microphone says after I press the buzzer.

"It's me! I have to talk to the boss!"

The camera slowly faces me and the doors open. I walked Inside and the guards watched me on my way to the elevator. As soon as the doors closed, I pressed the button to the top floor so I can have a meeting with the leader.