#But I used to be faster ya know 😩

[duncanor]

Man, I really slowed down

I can only type 46 words per minutes now, I used to go above 50 wpm one year ago. What skipping dactylography class does to a motherfucker.

[r6eduss]

Girllll what if an imagine where S3! Daryl and y/n are a thing and when Daryl left with his brother, rick and the others were the one who told y/n that he just left and she was so devastated that when daryl eventually came back she treated him coldly then eventually breaking down in front of him because they think it's easy for daryl to leave them

Idk maybe angsty in the beginning then fluffy at the end?? This scenario is stuck in my head for D A Y S 😩

Anws thanks!!

Listen before I go.

•Summary: Daryl leaves with Merle without thinking how it would affect you. (Fem Reader)

•Warnings: 18+, Twd violence, angst, fluff

•Word count: 2.6k

•Setting: The Prison

•A/N: thank you for the request! I’m really sorry if this isn’t what you wanted and you aren’t happy with it 😭 I rewatched a couple episodes to try and make it as accurate as possible to the actual series. also I’m a very strong believer that Daryl would call his partner sweetheart 🤞🏼(I promise I’ve seen all the other requests I’ve gotten!)

Rick, Daryl, and Oscar had set out to rescue Glenn and Maggie, who were being held prisoner in Woodbury. Michonne had accompanied them, serving as their guide through the hostile territory. The operation, however, hadn't gone as smoothly as planned. They had lost Oscar in the chaos, and the Governor had captured Daryl, forcing him into a brutal situation—pitting him against his own brother, Merle.

As the dust settled and the group reconvened, Glenn and Michonne stayed behind to watch over the car while Rick and Maggie went back for Daryl, determined not to leave him behind. Against their better judgment, they returned with more than just Daryl—Merle had tagged along, at Daryl’s insistence. Now, back at the car, an intense discussion was brewing over whether Merle and Michonne should be brought back to the prison.

“The Governor is probably headin’ to the prison righ’ now. Merle knows how he thinks and we could use the muscle,” Daryl’s eyes locking on Rick, his tone resolute. One way or another, he was bringing his brother back.

Tension radiated from Glenn and Maggie. Glenn, still nursing wounds from Merle’s brutal interrogation, was barely containing his anger. Maggie stood close, her face tight with the memory of her own trauma at the hands of the Governor. “He had a gun to our heads! You really want him sleeping in the same cell block as Carol or Beth?” Glenn's voice shook, both with fury and concern for his family’s safety.

Daryl shot back quickly, defensive. “He ain’t a rapist.” But Glenn was faster. His words were sharp, cutting through Daryl’s protest like a knife. “Well his buddy is.”

Daryl’s face tightened. “They ain’t buddies no more. Not after last night,” he said, growing more frustrated. To him, this was simple—Merle was family. Family was non-negotiable. Why was this even up for debate?

Rick, observing the growing argument, finally stepped in, his voice measured but firm. “There’s no way Merle’s gonna live there without putting everyone at each other’s throats.”

Daryl’s patience was fraying. “So ya gon’ cut Merle loose and bring the last samurai home with us?” His irritation was clear. They were even considering taking Michonne—someone they barely knew—while debating his own brother?

The group paused as Maggie spoke up, her voice softer but filled with conviction while gesturing towards Michonne. “She’s in no state to be on her own,” The trauma they'd all just endured weighed heavily on her, and she couldn't understand why Daryl seemed blind to it.

Rick and Daryl exchanged a look. They had their doubts about Michonne, and Rick had voiced that, telling the group that she’s not going back with them. “That’s righ’, we don’t know who she is. But Merle? Merle’s blood.” Daryl threw the statement out like it should end the conversation, as if everyone would automatically agree.

But Glenn’s response was immediate and cold. “No, Merle is your blood. My family is right here. And they’re waiting for us back at the prison.” His words hung in the air, heavy with finality. Maggie nodded in agreement, she wasn’t about to let Merle, of all people, endanger what little they had left.

Rick stepped closer to Daryl, his voice steady, attempting to bridge the growing divide. “And you're part of that family, Daryl. Not him.”

The statement struck Daryl hard. He looked baffled, wounded even. If they considered him family, why wouldn’t they accept his brother? “Man, y’all don’t know.” He shook his head, anger and confusion swirling inside him.

The silence that followed was tense. Everyone stared at Daryl, unsure of what more they could say. In their eyes, the decision was obvious—but for Daryl, it was far from simple. Finally, Daryl exhaled sharply. “Fine. We’ll fend for ourselves.”

The words hung in the air like a threat, and instantly the group erupted in protests. There was panic now, a desperation to keep Daryl from making a stupid decision out of anger. “No him, no me,” Daryl snapped, his voice thick with frustration. He felt cornered, like there was no room for him to protect both his blood and his new family.

Maggie stepped forward, “Daryl, you don’t have to do this.” He looked at her, and for a moment, his hardened expression faltered. “It was always Merle and me before this,” he said quietly, the pain in his voice clear. He was torn, and it was written all over his face.

Glenn, still reeling from everything, asked a question that Daryl forgot to consider in the heat of the moment. “What do you want us to tell Y/N?” It was a simple question, but one that carried so much weight. They both knew it would devastate you.

Daryl hesitated, his gaze dropping. “She’ll understand.” But there was a crack in his voice, a hint of uncertainty, deep down he knew that you in fact wouldn’t understand. The group fell silent, letting the gravity of the moment sink in.

For a long moment, Daryl stood there, chewing on the inside of his lip, torn between his past and his present. Finally, he began moving, heading toward the car. “Say goodbye to your pop for me.” Directing his comment towards Maggie. Rick quickly followed, refusing to let this situation go. “Hey, hey. There’s got to be another way,” he pleaded, knowing how hard this would hit not just Carol but you too.

Daryl paused, his back still to Rick. “Don’t ask me to leave him,” he said, accent thick as ever. “I already did tha’ once.” Arriving at the trunk he begins stuffing supplies into his bag, while telling Rick and them to take care of themselves. He hoists it over his shoulder, glancing one last time at the group, and walking away with Merle.

You stood quietly, arranging your belongings. Your cell had become somewhat of a sanctuary for you, a space to shape, however fragile, into a semblance of back home. You carefully sat down on your bed, deciding that you were going to nap, until you heard a knock, and saw Rick standing just outside. His hands rested against the cracked walls, not wanting to intrude too much. “How are you doing?” he asked, his voice very careful.

You offered a smile, though it didn’t reach your eyes. “I’m okay.” It was silent for a moment, you could tell he had more to say. “Is everything okay?” Rick slowly brought his gaze from your face to the ground, wondering how he could bring the news to you. “Listen.. Daryl’s gone. Left with Merle.”

Your heart lurched violently in your chest, but outwardly, you kept still, trying to keep your breath steady while each inhale felt like swallowing glass. “Is he coming back?” He was coming back right? You two had something special did you not?

Rick’s expression was one of apology, his shoulders heavy with the weight of what he had broke to you. “I don’t know. He told me you’d understand.” Understand? Understand that Daryl had chosen to abandon the love you thought you both had? Without even saying goodbye?

“Okay.” You replied softly, your voice refusing to betray the devastation roaring inside you. You couldn’t fall apart, and especially not in front of Rick.

He lingered for a moment longer, “if you need anything..—“

“I’ll be fine, Rick. Thank you.”

He gave you a solemn nod before stepping back into the hallway, the silence in your cell feeling almost suffocating. You sat frozen for a very long moment, staring at ceiling. Then, like a dam breaking, the tears came, hot and unbidden, blurring your vision as the enormity of it all crashed down on you. You sank onto your bed, your body shaking with silent sobs and your heart aching in ways you hadn’t expected. You’ve always known that Daryl was complicated, guarded.. but why did he leave? Were you not important enough to him? Did you really mean that little? A hundred questions burned in your mind, and none of them had answers.

It felt like an eternity before the next day finally arrived. The night had been restless, your mind circling endlessly around one thing, and that one thing was Daryl. The way he had just stood up and left you behind, it left a pit in your stomach that only deepened with each passing hour. But today, you had bigger problems, problems that made personal heartache seem almost insignificant.

Glenn was gone, in attempts to clear his mind. With Daryl gone and Rick wandering crazy town, he was the next in charge, and right now he had a lot of pent up anger on what the governor did to Maggie. But of course, while he was gone, the Governor had made his move, and it was brutal. His forces stormed the prison with a cold, ruthless efficiency, and everything erupted before you had time to prepare. Axel was the first to fall, a sharp crack of gunfire cutting through the air as he crumpled to the ground, lifeless. Carol, who had been standing just beside him, let out a sharp cry of shock. In a heartbeat she ducked behind Axel’s now motionless body, using him as a shield.

Bullets ripped through the air, the deafening sound of gunfire filling the space as you scrambled for cover. You crouched behind the crumbling remains of the prison walls that were near the gate, heart hammering in your chest, adrenaline surging through your veins. You clutched your rifle tightly, hands shaking slightly as you peeked out from behind the wall, eyes scanning for targets.

There. One of the Governor's men was in your line of sight, crouched low, his rifle trained on the courtyard. Without hesitating, you aimed and pulled the trigger. The recoil jolted your body, but you didn't wait to see if you hit your mark. You ducked back behind the wall, the echo of gunfire ringing in your ears. Around you, The group fought just as hard, each of them locked in their own battles.

As you leaned out again, carefully scanning for your target who you hadn’t known already retreated, your eyes fell on Herschel, who was still exposed in the courtyard. Rick, positioned just outside the fences, was also in a precarious situation. At that moment, the Governor and his men launched an assault, sending a car to smash through the courtyard fence. Herschel, crouched in the field with his rifle, began to feel the weight on him as walkers started to flood in from every direction.

The fear was palpable among you, Rick, and especially Maggie as you all dreaded the possibility of losing Herschel. Just as the Governor began to leave, Glenn had returned, driving into the courtyard while Michonne followed the truck, cutting through the walkers that stood in her way. Their intervention was a lifesaver; they quickly rescued Herschel, escorting him into the truck and out of the courtyard, into the safety of the prison gates.

Outside, Rick was struggling to fend off the relentless walkers closing in on him. Just when things seemed dire, a bolt flew through the air, striking the head of the walker attacking Rick. Daryl and Merle had returned, joining forces with Rick to clear the remaining walkers. Daryl and the rest of your family were okay.. and that’s all you needed to know before bolting back toward your cell, trying your best to avoid the archer in the process.

A couple hours later you found yourself sat on your bed, running your fingers absentmindedly over the pages of an old journal you started keeping. Without looking up, you could heard the familiar sound of boots shuffling just outside your cell. Daryl stood awkwardly in the doorway, his hand brushing against the frame of the cell, his shoulders hunched slightly as though the weight of the world rested on them. He didn’t say anything at first, just stood there, the air between them thick with tension.

"Hey," he muttered finally, his voice gravelly and hesitant.

You looked up at him then, your expression unreadable. Daryl shifted his weight, uncomfortable under your gaze. Without a word, you stood and brushed past him, your shoulder grazing his as you walked out of the cell. Daryl flinched at the contact, his jaw tightening. The cold shoulder hit him harder than any words could have, and as he watched you walk away, he felt the guilt gnawing at his insides.

The distance between you two only grew more unbearable. As the days flew by, you continued to ignore him, feeling as if he didn’t deserve your attention, while Daryl found himself missing the soft touch of your hand, the warmth you brought into his life that no one else ever could. He couldn’t stay away any longer. He needed to fix this.

He found you sitting on the edge of your bed again, scribbling quietly in your journal like yesterday, not looking up when he entered, just blatantly ignoring him.

"Damn it, why’re ya avoidin’ me?" His frustration finally boiled over, his voice harsher than he meant it to be. You paused, setting the journal down slowly before looking up at him with steely eyes, the walls around you finally beginning to crack. "Why did you leave, Daryl?" Your was voice trembling but controlled, laced with anger. "Was it that easy?"

Daryl froze, his usual tough exterior faltering. He wasn’t used to being confronted like this, especially by you. He fidgeted, biting the inside of his lip. "It ain’t like that… Merle— he’s my blood."

"And what am I, Daryl?" You instantly snapped, voice rising higher as your emotions spilled over. "Why was it so easy for you to leave me? You didn’t even say goodbye. Did you not care?" Daryl’s gaze fell to the ground, avoiding yours at all costs. “I wasn’t thinkin’ straight”

Your eyes instantly widened in disbelief and hurt. “You left me here, alone, when I thought we had something! You weren’t even clear headed enough to think about how it would affect me!” Daryl flinched at edge of your voice. “I didn’t know what to do! I was tryin’ to do what I thought was right.”

You stood up abruptly, your anger radiating off you. “What was right?! You think abandoning me without a word is doing what’s right? Why’d you even come back if clearly all you needed was Merle.”

Your words cut deeper than any wound he’d ever taken. He stood there, staring at you, the silence stretching painfully between you both. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he spoke, his voice barely more than a whisper. "I came back 'cause I realized I love ya."

Your heart fluttered at his words, the anger in your eyes softening, though the hurt was still there. For a very long pause you just stared at him, scanning his eyes for any possible doubt for what he just admitted to you. “..Actually?” You really couldn’t believe it, you never thought he’d be the one to say those words first, but he did. All You wanted to do was stay mad, to push him away for making you feel like you didn’t matter, but the vulnerability in his voice stopped you. He again chewed the inside of his lips and nodded slowly to answer your question. "I’m sorry." he mumbled, looking down. He looked like he was about to cry, and in that very moment you just wanted to nurture him.

So without thinking, you closed the distance and wrapped your arms around him. Daryl tensed at first, his back stiffening at the unexpected embrace, but after a moment, he slowly relaxed, his arms wrapping around you in return and leaning down into your neck, feeling comfortable and safe.

"I love you too.. but don’t ever leave me again."

Daryl leaned back and pressed a gentle kiss onto your forehead, lingering just for a moment. “I won’t, sweetheart.”

And that was a promise he’d never break. Not for anybody.

@vampiresluv

[gothic-thoughts]

riding virgin!könig and he’s all overstimulated 😫

hehehe twirling my feet and kicking my hair at my own work 😩

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Body Party

König x Black Fem Reader Smut

MDNI, Virgin!König, Drabble

CW: König's perspective, rambling and whimpering, afab parts mentioned, she/her pronouns, occasional German, unprotected cream🥧

Word Count: 777

any German translated by DeepL

It wasn't hard to talk me into this since I wasn't a stranger to trying new things, but now that I was here, it was torture. And I never want it to fucking stop. It had only been about 20 minutes, and it felt like my entire body was on fire.

The way her nails dug into my shoulders.

The way her hips deliberately dropped as she bounced up and down my shaft.

And Mein Gott, the way every plunge was paired with the sound of that plump ass hitting my thighs, a sound that tried to mask the continual squelching of her cunt. It was all just too fucking much.

I couldn't do anything but lean back on my forearms and look up at that beautiful, determined lip-bite with a blank mind. My eyes trail down to the bouncing breasts, plump tummy, then all the way down to that pussy that she was so willing to ruin for my sake. I groan, my muscular thighs tensing under her as I feel more precum spill into her. I didn't even notice that I was drooling, saliva rolling from the corner of my lips as I tried to remember how to speak. Her hips start to slow, the slapping sound of her ass becoming less frequent and making my eyes refocus as my hands shakily lift from the sheets to grip her hips to keep her moving. "N-no Liebling…" I panted, "Don't stop, please~" "I was just checkin' on you, Kö." "I am…" I swallow thickly, clearing my throat, "I am fine, ja, I'm fine." "You had me worried, I was callin' you." "O-oh, sorry Schatz. I… I just, uh--" She cups my cheek and wipes drool from my lip with the pad of her thumb, the gesture making my cock twitch inside her. "Shh. Tell me whatchu want." "J-just need to ground myself, that's all… M-my mind is…"

Without an answer from me, I feel (Y/n)'s right hand leave my shoulder to take my hand and guide it to her boob, allowing me to gently pinch her nipples. "Mmm, there ya go. You was starin' mad hard." "S-sorry, I'm just…" I gulp thickly, "It feels so good, Schatz. Don't know what to do." She laughs, "Don't be sorry, you can grab and touch all you want. Just lay there and lemme do the work, okay big guy?"

I shivered at the nickname— she rarely used it, but when she did, I couldn't help but soften my voice. As if she's decided my fate, (Y/n) presses her hands to my haired chest, feeling my quick heartbeat as she pushes me flat to the bed. I look up at her, gripping the sheets as she lifts and drops her ass for every thrust. I could do nothing but weakly thrust up into her, not even caring that I was out of sync. I felt like I was losing my mind. "A-ah, fuck~" She moans, "That's it, baby, lift 'em like that." "Fuck… M-Mein Gott, don't stop… d-don't." "You're doing so good, so fucking good." "Ja, mein Gott, ja~ Keep… fuck, keep going, Liebling. Please."

A mischievous smirk suddenly spread across her glossed lips as she moans. "Mmph, w-who knew you'd be a whimperer?" "Sh-shut up~" "Nah, it's cute really~" She begins lifting her hips faster, making my cock leak some more, "Big man under someone half his weight and just whining." "F-fuck, Süße(sweetness)... ngh, bitte." "Mm, you sound delicious, baby. Keep going, keep your hands on me, make me ride it." Her teasing finally made me lose control, and without hesitation, I gripped (Y/n)'s hips tightly and sat back up, quickly pumping her up and down my shaft, making us both gasp as she came. She arched backward, balancing herself back on her palms as I continued to effortlessly raise and drop her body on my muscular thighs, loving the sound and feel of quick slapping as her pussy squeezed me so tight my eyes rolled back. I wasn't even worried about fucking her through her orgasm—I just couldn't stop, not when I was so fucking close.

My eyes were clenched shut, unable to make anything besides pants and whines come out as I slammed her down my shaft one last time to cum inside her, spraying every drop with soft whimpers before I fell back to the bed, panting under her. She leans forward and lays on my chest, chuckling breathlessly at me. "S-sorry… I meant to ask if--" "I…" She gulps to catch her breath, "I'm on the pill, baby, don't worry 'bout it. You did so good." "I m-mean, I couldn't think b-but Danke."

[luuvprincess]

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Week of wrestlemaina April 14th 2025 SierraNicole 2mins ago

(3) iMessages from Joshua 😩💗

Joshua😩💗

Joshua😩💗: damn little mama you look good on your story 😏 Joshua😩💗: come back up to the room and let me eyp👅🍯 Joshua😩💗: THE THINGGGGG I WANNA DO TO YOUUUU. You don't even know 😏 FUCK YOU SO FINE 🫠😩😩😩

Sierra🫧: your suppose to be in a meeting sir 🤨 Sierra 🫧: why you on your phone

Joshua😩💗: they aint start this shit yet now do I needa come down there or you gonna bring ya fine ass up here?

Sierra🫧: boy you better put your phone down plus I'm busy right now ion got time for you shenanigans 😂

Joshua 😩💗: really mama I compliment your fine feisty ass and you that's how you respond back?

Sierra🫧: Bae don't come down here messing with me  🙄 Read @10:12am

Sierra walked into hers and Jey's hotel room after finishing her morning workout while Jey was getting all his morning meetings and zoom calls done. So he was probably getting ready for his busy day today but when Sierra walked into the room fully hearing the shower on.

She walked over to her bag grabbing her clothes for a shower. She quietly entered the bathroom she set her towel down and sneak in the shower well at least she thought was being sneaky. Jey heard her the minute she walked into the room.

"Hey mama." He said before he turned around.

"Ugh you heard me." She said. He laughed shaking his head.

"Yeah I heard the door close when you walked in the room." He said. "Uhh whatever how were your meeting?" She asked. He pulled her to his chest her breast pressing against his chest. He completely ignored her question as his hand rest right on her waist he using his other hand to play with her boob. "Bae stop I'm all sweaty I really need to shower."

"You came in here interrupting my shower time and I told you I wanted a taste of that pussy but we can skip past that tonight." He said.

"You always wanna fuck." She says.

"I told you that's all I think about when I'm around your sexy ass so why don't you turn around for me and let daddy fuck that pretty pussy." Jey says turning her around and bending her over. He grabbed his hard 8 inch dick rubbing his tip on her wet moist folds.

Sierra gripped onto the shower railing holding herself up. She let out a raspy moan as he stretched her walls.

"F-ffuck jey." She moaned feeling every inch of him.

"You feel me mama?" He asked grabbing a handful of her curls.

"Yesss."

"Good take this dick." He said as began thrusting his hips her ass jiggle after every thrust. "Shit moving just like water mama." He said spanking her backside.

She moaned out his name reaching behind pushing on his lower stomach. He grabbed that arm holding behind her back as fucked her harder and faster balls deep. His balls hit her clit with every stroke.

Her wet macaroni walls creamed around him. He cursed under his breath as he watched himself disappear and appear in his dick glistening with her juice all over it.

"Fuck baby you wet my shit up."

She moaned his name feeling her legs giving out on her.

"Joshhh!" She cried as her peak began taking over.

"Hold it mama I'm almost there..fuck baby I'm finna nut in this pussy." He moaned. "You gonna have my babies?"

She was to dicknotized to speak. Her mouth opened but nothing but air came out. He smirked chuckling to himself enjoying the sight of her this weak under his hold.

"Answer pretty girl you gonna have my babies?" He asked.

"Yess daddy let's make a baby pleasee." She begged.

"Shit." He groaned as his balls tighten up and his dick twitch inside her his head fall back as she began clutching around him. "Fuck baby I'm deep in this pussy I can't pull out." He says.

"Then don't daddy cum in your pussy. Cum in my pretty pussy." She said. He pulled her back to his chest kissing on her neck hitting a new angle. "Oh Fuckkk daddy right thereeee please let me cum I'm so closeee daddyyy."

"You wanna cum on this dick pretty girl?" He asked as held onto her necks kissing behind her ear.

"Pleaseee daddy." She begged. He pulled out quickly turned her around and picked her up sliding her down on his length pinning her against the shower glass and fucked her senseless her pussy leaking as all over him.

"Fuck cum baby girl cum all over your dick." He said in her ear talking her through her peak saying all kinds of dirty things to her. She let out a whaling moan as she came all over him.

"Oh daddy fuck." She moaned feeling him shoot his warm nut in her guts. They stayed stilled catching their breath. Eventually after the caught their breath he slowly pulled out she let out small whimpered felling empty when he removed himself. He put her down on her own to feet.

"You okay baby?" He asked her.

"Yeah." She tells him as she nods her head. They began washing up then they got the shower getting dressed.

"Damn." Jey mumbled to himself as Sierra walked in front of the mirror fixing up her hair and applying her lip gloss. He was sitting on the edge of the bed where got the best view of her ass poking out right at him jiggling with every movement she made as she then began taking some pictures in the mirror.

"Baby take some pictures with me." She said turning to him.

"I thought we had to go?" He asked he stood up and stood behind her his hand on her hips giving them a tight squeeze.

"Yes after we take a few pictures." She said. They snapped few pictures before leaving heading to Jey's first interview with complex which was by himself. That interview took about a hour then they didn't have go far literally all they had to was go upstairs the 3rd floor where they met up with Jimmy for the twins interview together.

Sierra was sitting back stage minding her as she ate her a little snack while watching Jey's promo on the tv mounted on the wall when she heard a familiar voice behind her. She looked over her shoulder seeing Jaida with her friend.

"You must of fuck him to get your job back I'm surprised your still here after that last stunt you pulled." Jaida says folding her arms as she looks Sierra up and down.

" I mean I fuck him everyday and he fucks me real good I'm sure you know so what's your point you better go somewhere before I whoop yo' ass." Sierra said turning back around.

"Is that a threat?" Jaida intimidated her.

"No mama that's promise so move around." Sierra said as she rolled her eyes swishing her away with her hand.

"I promise you not whooping my ass."

"I promise I will and this gonna be my last warning before I put my hands on you cuz you about this close to getting that ass whoop." Sierra said as she stood up from her seat facing the two girls. She then looked at Jaida friend who clearly wanted nothing to do with any of this. " I suggest you get your friend."

"Jaida let's go it's not worth it girl." Her friends pulling Jaida by the arm away from Sierra. But it was long before someone else whistled at her interrupt her again.

"Damn ma you always that feisty?" Carmelo Hayes says as she turned to see who it was.

"First don't be whistling at me I ain't no animal and secondly who you and why you calling me ma?" She asked as that strong New York accent came out it honestly caught her by surprise.

"My bad,names Carmelo Hayes just wanted to introduce myself to you and let you how gorgeous you are." Carmelo said as stuck his hand out for her to shake. She looked down at his hand then back up at him. "Damn you not even gonna shake my hand that's fucked up."

"No offense but I don't know what you touch or who you been touching plus I have a man." Sierra says.

"You new to roster ma?" He asked.

"Do I look like jump off of turnbuckle." She answered. "And didn't I just say stop calling me them nicknames you ain't my man." She added feeling uncomfortable and cringed real bad.

"I'm just tryna get to know you."

"Well maybe she don't wanna get to know you uce." Jimmy said stepping in seeing how uncomfortable his sister-in-law was talking to his old rival.

"Ain't you married uce?" Carmelo asked Jimmy then turned back to Sierra and said "You dating this married man?"

"No dumbass you messing with the wrong girl. That's my brother girl and you ain't really meet him yall think I'm crazy nah twin real crazy." Jimmy tells him.

"Mane ain't nobody scared over here uce." Carmelo said.

"Alright don't let twin catch speaking to her again be lucky it was me for the first time." Jimmy said.

"Like I said ain't nobody scared of anyone but I'll catch you later pretty girl." Carmelo said causing Sierra to cringe hearing another man that wasn't Joshua call her that nickname. He walked away leaving Jimmy and Sierra alone.

"You good sis?" Jim asked.

"Yeah I'm good thanks." She says.

"No problem." He tells her as they hugged.

A few minutes had passed and Jey had showed up in the back room with them looking for Jimmy.

"Aye uce mom's looking for you." He tells his brother then looks at Sierra. "Why you got that look on your face?" He asked.

"What?"

"You got that look on your face like your annoyed something happened that I should know about?" He asked knowing his girlfriend to well to know it wasn't just nothing. Something clearly was bothering her.

"Nothing." She said. He looked her in her eyes nodding his head brushing it off. He decided he'll just try again later when they were alone.

"Come with me to my locker room." He said. She grabbed her purse off the table grabbing her trash and water carrying it with her. She through it out in the nearest trash can and of course there Jaida was standing by the door.

"It's a damn shame you gotta open your legs just to keep your job that's just sad." Jaida said.

"Aye Jaida watch your mouth talking about my lady like that she ain't have to shit to keep her job what we did ain't got shit to do with you." Jey said as he came a complete stop. Sierra stood beside with a smirk on her face as she watched her man defend her.

Jaida scoffed as she huffed and puffed walking away embarrassed that she just got check by him. Sierra stood on her toes kissing Jey's cheek.

"What was that all about Cece?" He asked her as he opened the door to his locker room.

"She came up to me earlier tryna be funny saying she was Surprised I still had my job and that I only fucked you to keep my job but I told her we fuck everyday." She said.

Jey chuckled as shook his head grabbing his belongings. "You just nasty little mama." He said lifting her chin with his finger kissing her. "My little nasty thing, but is that why you had that look on your face earlier."

"Yeah and because of Carmelo Hayes." She said.

"What about him?" Joshua asked as his eyes whole  demeanor changed. "Cmon baby what about Carmelo Hayes? What he do?" He asked giving her no time to even speak when first answered the question.

"Josh I'm not telling you until you calm down." She says.

"I am calm tell me." He said.

"Joshua no your not your ready to go find that man and take his head off." She said. "Baby relax he didn't do anything to me besides make me feel uncomfortable calling nicknames only you would call me I literally cringed plus Jimmy jumped in helping me out."

"Next time he come up to you and I ain't there's you call me." Jey says.

She gave him a smile. Seeing him all fired up about her turned her on real bad.  "Okay daddy." She mumbled.

"I'm deadass Sierra."

"Daddy okay I will call you next time he comes up to me." She said.

"Let's go can't have you here any longer some else gonna try and hit on you."  He said grabbing her hand she giggled but then he turned around picking her up throwing her over his shoulder.

"JOSH! You better put me down!" She shouted. He ignored her yells as she hit on his back.  "You really not gonna put me down?"

"Nope." He says smacking her butt causing her to yelp.

"Ouch!"

He smirked as the elevator came to a stop and the doors open. He walked to their rental opening the door smacking her ass one more time before putting her in her seat.

"I love you." He says kissing her and closed her door. He then got in on the driver side and began driving to their hotel where they arrived 20mins later and took a shower and went to bed before they had to wake up again in a few hours to catch their to Vegas.

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[kreamcakez]

Emotion sex- Bokuto

(Kinktober day 20)

Smut

HCs

CW: not proof read, emotion based sex, and horny ass opinions, and aged up Bokuto

AN: 😩😩😩😩 one of the many men I want! I love Bo. With this I'm just gonna throw out my thoughts for how you🫵🏽 get fucked by him, depending on his mood! Please keep rude thoughts and opinions to yourself thx! And please enjoy.

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★So we all know that Bo has his different moods. So I think his moods decided on what type of sex is gonna happen. Like let's say His upset, and horny. The sex might be soft or you'll top him. But I'll explain more later. He's just a really expensive guy, and that's an amazing thing!!☺️ He uses mood lights.

★ Let's start with his Emo mode. Normally he gets like this when something happened and he needs to sulk for a moment. So what if he went into "Emo Mode" because someone said something about him? Or if he didn't do the best with a spike? Well it's your job to cheer him up.

★Emo Mode★

★Bokuto tends to be more, sexy for say when like this. He gets more bold with dirty talk and his touches. Definitely sets you on his lap and rocks his hips and whispers in your ear. Over all he becomes more bold. He's grate a dirty talk when he's like this. He also is more observant. He pays 100 times more attention then he already does. So you don't even have to ask, just him seeing you so needy makes him feel better. Or just being able to touch and feel you makes him better. Also the lights are purple 🫶🏽.

★Next I'm going to just say when he's angry, he has zero chill and becomes a real beast. He becomes the definition of that saying "Soft in the street abut a beast in the sheets" or however it goes. I can't remember if we ever have seen him truly angry in the anime or manga but probably not. He probably wouldn't only get angry if something blood boiling happened.

★Anger★

★In 9 words I can explain what he's like when angry and yallz are fuckin. Be. Prepared. To. Have. Lost. The. Ability. To. Walk.

★Okay but He's not gonna rail you, oh no no No. He's going to destroy you. It's like he got millions times stronger. And his thighs!? Ughh-!! He'd hold you in place with them thighs. (Possibly crush ya' head like a grape? Yuh!) His speed? Faster then Kenma when a new game comes out. He. Mother. Fuckin. Bites. Your hands are pinned by his, cuffed to the bed frame, or tied. He most definitely is gonna hold you against a wall, against a mirror. Ect.... The lights are definitely red and there's definitely music playing.

★Sad/ upset sex with Bokuto there is a chance that you're gonna be the one on top. Really he just needs you to spoil him. So it doesn't even have to be sex, it can just be time together. But these are not fluff head cannons. So 🤭

★Sad/Up★

★I personally believe that when Koū is upset, he's lacking energy. So if he was horny and upset, it's best you take control. Realistically when people are upset they tend to feel drained so it makes sense that he his. But when he's upset and your on top he like when you give him praise and kisses. So things like "Your such a good boy koū" and he enjoys it. He also like when you give him kisses. Making him beg makes him feel better. He likes when you're on top or when you tell him what to do. The lights of the room are possibly blue.

★When he's felling romantic or sexy about it, you can bet he's taking things slow to save the moment. He definitely likes when you tell him what you want, so if you beg or if you just ask normally. He just likes hearing you.

★Romantic★

★I'm gonna start with the lights are dimmed. He definitely likes the vibe it gives off. Bokuto definitely is the type to use a cheesy pick up line to tell you. But it's cute soooo!! Bo enjoys touching on both parts. So you giving him kisses you'll get them in return. He likes to tease you more when he's like this. So he'll rube and touch on your most sensitive spots. He'll tease the little spot while telling you all the things he loves about you. And why you're his baby owl. Why you're his and why he loves looking at you and being around you. He touches your lower back and whimpers in your ear telling you while you very important to him.

★Don't worry after all emotions you get the best care and affection that you could ask for!

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AN: I love him so much!! I wanna give him all my kisses!!!!!!!! But yes for it all he was aged up, and yes I have lots more head cannons for his emotions it's just the don't come to mind right away— but hope you liked this ☺️

[tengenscvmbvdd1]

CLIMAX

eren yeager x black reader

Toxic relationship, weed, alcohol, arguing, Cursing, name calling, makeup sex. p n v, fingering, oral sex, rimming, OTHER MENTIONS. hope ur a cowgirl .

im a peice of shit so, NOT EVEN GON HOLD YA, ts prolly gon b short as shit and my stupid ass fuckin accidentally changed from you to i, BUT ITS STILL Y/n SO JS IMAGINE ITS U, YA HEARD??

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Eren and you used to be in a very TOXIC.

U and eren met in collage, At a frat party, He was a horrible person, but when he saw u in that cute Outfit, He couldnt resist trying to charm u.

his green eyes pierced ur soul, as he walked over where u were, drinking cognac and coke, he leaned against the counter and gave a smirk...

"whats yo' name ma.." he was blunt and bold, lots of confidence, his muscular arms on the counter and he leans against it, u look him up and down and scoff.

"whats it to you" u say with enough sass to make someone snicker, as u look him up and down, before scoffing once again. "here to stare and waste my time?

and from there, deep shit for u babes, i mean after all that talk, he did indeed dig u from the inside out, one thing for sure ab this man, is that he knows how to use his cock, pretty fat pink tip, gushing with pre-cum, it was absolutely beautiful. He fucked that mouth, pussy, anything that could take it, but if there wasnt one thing for sure, Eren was an absolute MUNCH.

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Months had passed, and you and eren were def a power couple, but a toxic one. I mean anyone couldve seen and heard, not to mention all ur fake ass friends tellin yo business, but eventually it ended up with u ending shit with him after he cheated on u with mikasa fuckin ackermann, his Ex, or better yet first love....

~•y/n~•; "Are u fuckin serious ren? U fuckin went back to her when u no u posed to be here wimme, u fuckin weird for that fuck shit nigga"

u sent, shaking and trembling with rage and hurt, i mean who the fuck wouldnt? Ur ears ringing and everything slowed down and ur heart was absolutely beating faster than a fucking horse in the kentucky derby, as a few moments later he replies...

Rennie 😩💦; "Ma, u kno it ain even like that."

U replied fast, considering how pissed u were and hurt. "U absolutely wasted my fuckin time, then gon hit me w/ "U no it ain even like that", It was like that enough to stick ur dick in her? U ain shit, ain absolute shit, u sorry as fuck nigga."

rennie😩💦; "youn mean that shit, y/n. Shut that shit up"

"Nah nigga, i fuckin mean it, me and u are done"

Thats when all hell broke loose... this man went bat shit crazy, come to your house, meet you in your classes, and trust and believe your professor was pissed, this man will not leave you the fuck alone blow your phone up and everything which will lead you to block his ass.

It would be a lie you said you didn't love them, but you refuse to be treated like you ain't shit, like he don't be the main one digging your nuts every fucking night begging to cum md shit, it was absolute bullshit.

After a couple months, he finally chilled the fuck out, although he indeed changed. It was fucked up I mean... you look like somebody hitting a fucking truck or something, but not to mention he cheated on you you didn't cheat on him so I didn't fucking matter? He ain't had no right even thinking about it, going back to his fucking ex just cause it was his first love we don't give a fuck about none of that shit, and we won't take that shit, you told yourself multiple times and over and over again that you have self-respect and you do...

But sometimes at night in your dorm you just thought about it, how'd he'd touch you...desire you...the way he'd throw his head back when u sucked him...the way he looked when he smoked that damn blunt.....the way he'd make sure u felt everything he felt ab u .....HIS LOVE.....the best part.....them car rides to the mall, beach, his apartment, parties...

YOU MISSED THEM.

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U sigh softly, as u sit on ur couch in ur dorm, smoking a pre-roll...hair down, outfit was cozy, rain falls softly, and ur tv plays "CLIMAX" By usher.

"𝗐𝖾'𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖭𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝖾'𝗋𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝗂𝗍, 𝗌𝗈 𝗐𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝗎𝗇 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒."

u throw ur head back, slightly faded, putting the bud out on the ashtray as he sigh heavily, taking ur bonnet off, deciding to go to the store to get some snacks, just a quick stop, nothing big, as u stand up and get ur phone and headphones, sliding ur Black Ugg Tasmans on and grabbing a hoodie, Throwing it over ur head, as u grab ur mercades keys and head out the door, doing downstairs, out of fuckin breath, trying to act as if them stairs did INDEED not take u out . U reach outside, and walk to ur car, unlocking it and putting ur keys into the ignition and closing ur door, buckling in, as u back out and begin to drive towards walmart.

The drive is long and annoying, but it's truly not that long it's only like five minute drive, but lately life been feeling very slow...after u arrive, u get out, grabbing ur tote bag from the back of ur car and walking inside, walking straight to the ramen aisle, throwing shit into ur basket, not really paying attention, u throw some cookies, strawberries, gushers, Blue takis, trufruits, redbulls and gatorades, water, getting some red meat as well for dinner.

but as u enter the alcohol aisle...hes right there...grabbing beers and whiskey... his man bun messy, hes in a rather comfortable outfit as well...although he looks tired...hes still as sexy as ever, i mean shit...fuckin sexy...always looked good on him, as u try to walk past him, but of course...eye contact...and he tensed up..his mouth agapes and his eyes softened...

"Y/n..."

Ur jaw clenches and u look back at him, trying to seem confident. "Eren..."

Ur eyes meet his beautiful green orbs, and u swallow hard, as u grab the wine and champagne, of course trying to keep it classy and quick... it's a awkward uncomfortable silence..... or more unspoken words but honestly you not Finna speak first... I mean we don't chase me man chase us... you begin to walk away...but ur stopped by a soft murmur..

"ive been tryna call yo phone, u blocked me?"

yeah i blocked u...duh? ... "Yes, I blocked you eren" He stares and nods, his adams apple bobbing...he's vulnerable.. "Boy, Why're u being so-" he cuts me off, as he meets my gaze...

"Talk to me...please y/n. I kno i fucked up, ma. But u know i fuckin' love you, and i would never-"

"Bullshit eren" I mean it has to be bullshit you can't just put your dick inside another girl, not just any girl your ex, and say that you love me you don't love me.

"Y/n...dont, dont say that stupid shit, u know i love you girl"

"𝙳𝚘 𝚒 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠?"

"yes u fuckin' kno, u fuckin kno, u ain' stupid, baby. I fucked up, obvious as day. we were toxic, of course, I KNO THAT. But baby, i ain ever felt so fuckin connected to somebody, i fucked up because i didnt know what I had, until I fucking lost it, and I don't ever wanna lose it again, and that was you, girl I love you to the fucking depths of hell, that shit will never change. And I know I fucked up, I mean more than fucked up overly fucked up, and like they always say it was a moment of vulnerability, but if you just come to my place tonight, I can assure you that this shit will never happen again" He stares deep into my eyes, keeping a respectful distance, giving me time to accept or declined the offer, his eyes full of hope and doubt, I'm...I'm conflicted... self-respect or my heart? I have a shit ton self-respect, but I also have a shit ton of love for this boy, or I guess what I'm looking at now, is a fucking man.

"Eren..."

He shakes his head, his head dropping softly.

"Just say yes baby, i'm beggin, i'll get on my damn knees and beg for u to come to my place tonight, let me re-intwine our fuckin connection, that love...you miss me, but you'll never undedstand how these last 6 months been without you, girl." He laughs bitterly and sadly "Fucking hell, u ma peace, even when we argued, u know i always thought u were so gorgeous when u was mad, but when ur happy...fuck girl, when u happy.. you could turn a rainy day into a full fucking rainbow, you can make a hot pillow immediately turned into a cold pillow, you're fucking smile could make a whole room of grumpy ass people smile, you're fucking humor, shit I remember that time when we're in ma car girl and you made me laugh so fucking hard, over the acting fool, but that's the woman I fell in love with, not girl, you a woman"

i think hard and long about this shit, because there's so much on the fucking line. One already know about me coming to his place my pussy gonna be fucked, slow and lovingly, second, this could either end in a happy ending or bad ending, by the way he talking, shittt... he might become a motherfucking daddy, the fuck I ain't never had no man talk about me like this, this nigga really did change....

"I'll be there, eren"

he smiles and nods..."Alright baby..."

im fucked...

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THERE WILL BE SMUT IN THIS MOTHERFUCKA, MINORRSSS!!!! STAY THE FUCK AWAYYY!!! tehehe....VISUAL...VISUAL...visual ...VISUAL

8:47PM

my applewatch read, as i begin to walk up the familar steps to his apartment, im nervous, my outfit casual. Fuck..one step...two step...three step...four step...5...6...7...8...and shit more before i make it to his door...i knock softly....

KNOCK KNOCK

he opens up...oh yeah...absolutely sexy.. my mouth dries, rubbing my lips together as i stare up at him through my lashes...

"hey..."

"Whats up, ma. Come in...lets talk..."

talk means you know what...but i sit down, crossing my legs as he sits next to me...his hand making his way to my thigh...im a slut so imma let him... his large hand lands on my thick thigh, he squeezes softly... he takes a deep breath before exhaling anf saying..."imma keep it a buck with u baby, bcs its right...admitting what I’m about to say...but you deserve the truth. I cheated on you, we already know that, and it's Not because I stopped loving you, not because you weren’t enough, but because I made a choice in a moment of weakness that I will regret for the rest of my life." he sighs, absolutely shamed of what he did, as he let out a shaky breath, before his hand on my thigh, goes to my chin and lifts my head gently to look up at him, "baby you already know you mean everything to me, and of course as we know mikasa, she was my first love... I've known her before everything pretty much grew up with her, but that don't mean shit to me no more, I fucked up once, and I don't ever want to fuck up again, I have never went through hell in six months like I did this six months without you, we work throughout an argument shit" he says with complete honesty, as he closes the distant softly, our lips graze another as he tilts his head...

"ur my fuckin life, y/n. Take me back, let me treat you right, like i shouldve did the first time." he whispered, and who the fuck am I to fucking decline? Hell yeah!

i close the distant, kissing him softly, i moan softly missing his lips, as i slide into his lap, his hands slide up to my waist, squeezing softly, making me giggle, knowing i'm ticklish, he chuckle softly, his hands sliding to my face, pulling me in deeper, his tongue licking my bottom lip, already knowing, i open my mouth, letting him enter, and im gone, im moaning softly, as i grind softly, we pull back softly to moan, his right hand leaving my fave to guide my hips, i moan softly, his erection somewhat grazing my jeans, as he leans into, whispering in my ear...

"take them jeans off for me, okay baby?" he looks up at me, and i look down, as i nod

"alright pa..."

i stand, unbuttoning the jorts and pulling them down, letting them pool at my feet, as he let in a hiss and smirks softly at my pink lacey panties... "U just so damn pretty, huh?" i blush softly, as he helps me back onto his lap...he grabs my hips and begin to grind with me...

"just keep grindin, let get that pussy wet f'me...alright?"

i grind slightly faster, his hands sliding to my ass and gripping, before moving my panties aside, bringing his right hand to his mouth and getting them wet before reaching back to my ass and he begins to rub my asshole, making me howl in pleasure "Oouu!! baby!!"

he know i never really got used to that shit, but he continues, as i continue to grind against his erection, every roll of my hips, his long,thick erection just rubs against my wet fucking pussy, my hips stutter

"dont stop, mkay? I kno u can take it baby, u are so pretty and strong"

my head throws back, as i moan softly, my mouth agapes..."u about to cum for me?" he exclaimed softly, as he sinks his finger in, making me squirm and whine..."re-ren! u-uu fuckin kn- kno ion like...that shit" he smiles before ecapturing my lips in a kiss, he thrust up, making me moan into his mouth, his left hand wraps around my waist, as he meets my grind even faster, i pull back, my eyes shut in ecstasy "Mmhp! baby! oh fuck!"

he smirks, nodding "yeah...give me that shit baby, y'kno i can handle it, wanna feel that shit through these sweatpants..." he slaps my ass, making me yelp in pain and pleasure, burying my head in his neck but he pulls his left hand to my neck gently and pulls me where i can see him..."dont hide baby, show me that pretty ass face..."

and that shit broke me, as i cry out in ecstasy, creaming on his pants..."Argh! Rennie!! Fuck!! baby!!" he fucking moans as he feels it, and nods..."fuck yeah y/n, gimme dat shit...thats my fuckin girl...fuck i love you...gonna let me eat u out?"

i bite my lip before nodding, he smirks "Hold them legs for me, and dont drop them baby...u know i love that shit" oh and fuck i do, as i lay on the couch, about to hold my legs, but he begins to kiss up my leg, kissing my ankles, claves...knees, thigh, inner thigh, he bites gently makes me thrust, and i know, he's focused on my pleasure only, with that huge ass boner, but he aint worried ab it...he wants MY forgiveness....

he groans at the sight of my pussy when he pulled my panties to the side, he spits on my folds making me whimper... a long lick goes to my folds, making my back arch slightly, my hands gripping my thighs, thats when he dives in, his head buried between my legs,

"Eren! Oh my gosh! Baby! Fuck s-slow so-down!"

he ignored my plea, his mouth suctioning my clit, as i let out a fucking loud ass cry of pleasure, my eyes rolling back and my mouth agapin, he shoves 2 fingers in greedily, curling them perfectly on my g-spot, making my hips buck continuously, "Ouuu!! shit! Right there baby! Right there dont stop!!"

i can feel his sly ass smirk on my pussy as he adds another finger, streching me and making me wail in ecstasy, as of course, he got to the goal he wanted, i feel the wet essence leave my body, and im convulsing and wailing in pleasure, my legs tremble as i struggle to keep still, and i begin to squirm "Nu uh bae, stay still f'me, lemme feel all that shit"

he doesnt move back as my arousal sprays him, he js closes his eyes, and slurps it up, murmuring against my folds "fuck, i missed this shit baby..." he pulls back finally, looking down at my form, before tugging at my shirt, i sit up and lift my arms, as he pulls the shirt off, now looking at my bra, Pink lace, with a cute little hello kitty design bcs i wanted to wear it tf, with delicate wnd careful hands, he unclips my bra, his face is flustered and his cheeks fuckin red, his green eyes half lidded, the bra falls onto my lap, and he stares at my tits, his left hand twitches before he finally picks it up and rolls my nipple, i gasp softly....

"Wa-wait...take...take ur clothes off too baby..." i requested, hes silent but he nods, as he starts with his white shirt, slowly rolling it off and throwing it aside, im tellin u, this man was so fuckin fine, as i run my hands up his abdomen, so fucking muscular, my hands reach for his sweatpants, as i begin to pull them down alongside with his underwear, and thats my favorite part, that little groan he has when he cock is finally freed, as i was about to stroke it, he grabs my hand... "Today ain ab me, it's ab u, and how i'll be treatin' u for now and forever, im worshippin' u, like i shouldve been from the beginning."

his head drops to my tits, as he begins to lick and suck, before nipping, making me throw my head back, my hands tug at his hair, he pulls back.."open them legs back up f'me,...please?" fuck yeah, he said please? i opened my legs immediately, as he slips in between, our hips touching, his cock laying beautifully between my folds, as he leans back down and begins his ministrations on my nipples, and his hips move, i moan softly, moving my hips with him gently, ny hands grip the sheets, my mouth agaped, my hips meet his thrust..."eren, fuck...y'kno i love ur sorry ass.." i managed out through thick breaths...

"and i love ur crazy ass more than you can ever anticipate."

he pulls back, sitting up between my legs, and begins lining himself up, he rubs his fingers in my folds getting some natural lube (get it get it, cs ur pussy wet ☠️) and rubbing it on his tip and shaft, as he groans gently... "imma treat you so right baby...aint never gon leave, cheat nun like that, aint never gon raise my voice at u...make u cry...u always been too pretty to cry baby, i needa see that gorgeous ass smile..."

he leans over, intertwining our hands, kissing my neck...remember what i said ab him fucking me? yeah nah...this is making love...or rather...MAKEUP SEX..

my heart races..he pushes in, my legs flex against his hips, as he talks me through it, saying shit like..

"u got it baby, dont panic...relax f'me.."

"u so fuckin wet f'me..."

"u were made for me..."

and somehow that shit worked cs as soon as i looked up, he bottomed out in me, his 8.2 inch cock in fully lodged in my pussy, my back arches SLIGHTLY, and my mouth agapes...

"can i move baby...cmon use them big girl words..."

"y-y...y-yes...mo-ove"

he starts with slow deliberate thrust, making my back arch, his hands tighten their grip on my hands, his hair falling around his face, his muscles slightly flexed, as he begins to speed the pace up slightly, can this damn couch even take this? shit dunno, dont care, im in too deep, his left hand leaves my left hand and travels down to my leg, lifting it onto his shoulder, as he reels back, and SLAMS back in.

"Ouuhh!! Shit! Eren! I was-wasnt ready fuh that shit!"

"be ready for a lot baby, bcs i aint done til u forgive me"

and he kept it going, his thrust were slow, HARD, and very fucking precise, my moans echo off his apartment walls, my eyes roll back, my legs flex against his shoulder, as he leans over, bending my left leg in half, his theust becoming shallow, as if he's searching for sum..."bab-baby? what u doin- Arghh! Renn!!" he found it, my got damn G-spot, he snickers whilst panting and sweating and hell yeah, HELL FUCKING YEAH, he thrust hard and sloe i to my g-spot, making me squirm and cry out like a little bitch, my orgasm already pulsing through my body, i begin to tremble, he does it again, a bit faster, my legs tense against thrm strong ass shoulders, my eyes roll back and i cry out his name, creaming.

"thats right baby, cream on this dick."

i tremble softly, as he pulls out, whimprring as he sits on the couch next to me, spreading his legs...he looks at me, soft smile.

"Get up here, pretty girl. U finna ride ma cock, like u always do."

so i ended up on his lap, hovering, hesitating because i know how this shit ends, he makes me ride til im FULLY satisfied...and that shit is so sexy...but shit...also finna be bear hugged..(yall finna see what he do to yall asses) "Get on that shit, Y/n." he commands softly, not wanting to sound demanding up, hes aching...holding his orgasm back for this whole time, i sigh softly, as i descended down, i whine softly....his hands grab my ass, more like gripping, as he thrust up, FAST, his hand throws back, his balls hittin' my ass with each thrust, with each force, i hear the slight moaning as his moans begin to mix with mines, i bury my head into his neck, bouncing, meeting his thrust, my orgasm building quickly, i begin wailing and moaning loudly, pulling back from his neck, throwing my head back, he looks down, straight at my breast, and leans over taking one in his mouth, he begins getting ROUGH, my hips stutter, as i squirm and cry out in ecstasy, creaming once more and of course im now overstimulated, whining and squirming, for some reason (u know the reason babes) tryna get away, as i try pulling up, his hands wrap around my waist, a bear hug....

"take it...dont u dare stop"

"m'overstimulated renn!!" i exclaimed, but his hug gets tighter..."stay still then, let me do the work" that was enough to send u over the edge the whatever time this night, squirting heavily, the sprays leave u and whatever room u have between u and eren, his lap and stomach being coated in ur juices, He moans loudly as he feels ur walls flutter around him "Ah-fuck! Y/n!"

His balls tighten and he slams me down onto his cock, as he tenses and his muscles absolutely flexed as he cums straight into me, he moans loudly and whimpers as he breathes heavily, "i love you...so fuckin much...take me back...pls baby..."

he whsipered in my ear...and of course i accpeted..."ur mine, eren..."

[maddyguru]

..you ask and i shall deliver

warnings : noncon, incest, gangb4ng, hair pulling, and whatnot

Bigbro!Gojo x afab!reader x Brothers bestfriend!Suguru

Meanbigbro!Gojo who uses you and his personal cumdump almost everyday, always leaving bruises and marks whenever hes done playing with you

Meanbigbro!Gojo who purposely drugs you so he can fuck you while your “sleeping/passed out” making sure that when you wake up you can still feel his cum leaking out from you

Meanbigbro!Gojo who takes the most humiliating photos and videos of you to send to his bestfriend suguru

Meanbigbro!Gojo who invites suguru over one day so he doesnt miss out on his favorite little fuck toy. “Aww, what? Ya cant handle two cocks inside you at once?” Gojo purred “Niichan..p-plea- mmnph st-stop it!” You whined and whimpered hoping they have some bit of mercy in them but no.. not at all “hah? Slut cant even speak properly” gojo smirked “y’know your saying stop and all that shit- fuck! But down ere..g-goddamn your tight as fuck” suguru breathed out “down ere shit- its saying sum else” they both laughed, but on the other hand you were crying and begging fir them to stop but of course your tears only motivated them to go even faster and rougher

Damn 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩 now i want yall to open up a blog for real bc fr yall know how to write Just lazy 💀 but please send me more porn filth 🥺🥺🥺 im into big brother!geto as well and in the mood for dark content for kaneki or tokyo ghoul just cuz... No one writes for tokyo ghoul dc

[ryuichirou]

Replies

Skipped the day yesterday, so I’ll try to reply to more asks today!

Starting with the ones about our LiliSil comic from yesterday…

Anonymous asked:

HOLY SHIT LILIA His thighs are not a snack!

(I would've done the same 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻)

These thighs are a snack much better that whatever Lilia was munching on in a previous comic… leg > spaghett

Anonymous asked:

Silver doesn't get flirting or teasing at all... Very sad..... At least his plump thighs must be super delicious ❤️

He is just way too used to Lilia acting this way I guess… this is like a default to him lol nothing special to see here. But yeah, at least his plump thighs are super delicious 🥰

hipsterteller asked:

I saw silver and lilia…

Ouch, got bonked …

Anonymous asked:

…

I’ll share spaghetti with the old dude. Not because I think he’s hot or anything, mind, but because I’m a pig and spaghetti is spaghetti.

I think this one was sent after the first LiliSil midnight snack comic, so…

Very valid, Anon, but I have to warn you, Lilia is a competitive eater when it’s 3 AM and he’s having cold spaghetti.

Anonymous asked:

Random Ignihyde student A probably: I’m living in an actual nightmare. Royal Sword it is then.

(this is related to this post)

Poor guy, I feel so bad for him, he’s just trying to live his life… these creeps would be happy if he transferred to another school though 😭

Anonymous asked:

Opinions on Idia being fucked in a cosplay?

Or being fucked by someone in a cosplay

Both options are great, and I don’t know which one is going to make Idia die of cringe, embarrassment and arousal faster lol

Whenever this scenario is mentioned, I always think about Lilidia first, since Lilia is kind of a nerd himself + wouldn’t mind dressing up. In fact I did draw this once, if you consider a maid outfit a cosplay… we might revisit the theme of cosplay in Idia smut sometime, it’s a very fun one.

Idia desperately needs to get fucked in a cosplay, that’s for sure.

Anonymous asked:

haha funny scenario :)

ok now actually draw idia whimpering and bleeding on the floor :))

:) Come on, Anon, why would I do something so mean to Idia? This isn’t like me at all, I would never.

Anonymous asked:

Good lord, thank you for the dark, twisted food you’ve been providing us in the way of headcanons. I’m drinking them in like water y’all. 😩

Thank you so much for enjoying them, Anon! <3 I am super happy to hear that you like them.

I really hope to finish the rest of the posts about darker themes and hcs soon; it’s truly amazing that people are interested enough to ask for more of that.

Dark and twisted food is our true passion 😔💕

Anonymous asked:

i NEED to breed those eels 😭🤚

Unfortunately, in this blog the eels are busy breeding Idia…

Anonymous asked:

Do ya think that in the heat of the moment Sebek would try to breed Malleus, not knowing , or forgetting) that it doesn't work like that (unless it's A/B/O haha) ? Like he'd get SO intense that even AFTER he'll finish inside his liege he'd get excited again from the thought of his liege carrying his- THEIR children.

I think the young hormonal horny fae part of Sebek’s brain could make him believe in anything, like if his instincts win over and his confused body just goes ballistic, which is very likely to happen if he is lucky enough to have any kind of intimacy with Malleus. But this is Sebek we’re talking about; it could go either way with him.

Then again, we did have a comic about Sebek bragging about being the one to breed his liege, so maybe he doesn’t even need to be in the heat of the moment to think about this type of thing. It’ll definitely get him excited in like 2 seconds though lol

Anonymous asked:

I headcanon that the Science Club members talk crap and gossip while doing their club activities. Kinda like stylists at a salon but meaner.

I think every club does that to an extent lol, Science Club too. Is there a reason you headcanon them specifically as being gossipers?

All of them talking shit about everyone… and then there’s Rook with his singing….

Anonymous asked:

Kuro x TWST au where Riddle is Ciel's cousin who goes to live with Madame Red and Grell after his OB. Skip ahead and Riddle is introducing Floyd to his family. Madame Red doesn't think highly of him but he makes Riddle happy so she doesn't protest. Sebastian and the tweels are three pees in a pod, so only a raised eyebrow and approval. Ciel tho goes full kink shaming. He cannot believe his most esteemed respected favorite cousin is not only a monsterfucker but also into THAT sort of personality

Come on, Ciel, you shouldn’t be judgmental, just look at your butler for fuck’s sake lol Plus, it’s difficult for Riddle too! He wants Floyd to behave properly, it’s not his fault he can’t…

I hope the tweels bully Ciel lol

This is one of those moments when I really regret Yana not being able to do a proper crossover between Kuro and Twst, all of these boys interacting would’ve been so interesting.

artfulhero-m asked:

It's been a little over a week since I sent that huge ass essay, and in the spirit of being extremely happy to be a cringe weird little freak, have you heard of The Coffin of Andy and Leyley? I literally heard about it weeks ago cause I heard it's what the Internet has considered "the incest game" so because of that, and the cute art of the game, I bought it weeks ago and finally got around to playing it and oh boy yeah the incest is very throughout the game. AND IT'S AMAZING >:) Literally the most toxic of sibling relationships, but like that's what's got my brain latching hard they're SO codependent on each other.

Sorry I just needed another moment to just kinda yell into the void in your ask box again if that's okay lol. After sending that essay last week while on the verge of passing out for the night not even 100% sure I sent it to the right ask box I just immediately got sick the next day, which took me out for the entire week lmao. Then halfway through the week I figured I was done with sleeping so the stars have finally aligned for me to play "the incest game" and now the brain rot for The Coffin of Andy and Leyley is kinda severe and only getting worse so as a result, just needed to know if you heard about it too lol.

Yeah, we’ve heard about the game! At some point it became impossible to avoid, and while we haven’t played or watched it, the discourse around it is fascinating and very telling. We are just very happy in general that the game exists, and not necessarily because of incest, but because it’s always cool to see games with darker and more problematic themes getting popularity and recognition, especially if this is the game where the main characters are kind of shitty people lol And the artstyle is cute, I agree! It’s such a pity the author got harassed, I hope it didn’t affect them in any way.

All of that being said, I hope you get good rest and have a good sleep every day. I know it’s easier said than done, but please take care of yourself, this is very important. I also hope you feel better and surround yourself with fictional toxicity only lol Enjoy your problematic brainrot.

[dixonsdarkelf]

I'm not usually a sub!Daryl girlie but goddamn this one did it for me 🤯

Glenn laughed, "Soup sounds fine, I think. As long as we don’t have to eat beans again. I think I’m starting to sprout beans myself."

LMAO this made me laugh. Glenn's so cute.

You nodded. "That's good. Means we won't starve anytime soon. Hey, listen, I heard Daryl’s still inside the house. Do you know how he is feeling? I really hope he is feeling better. Everything that has happened, I just... I don't know. I still can't wrap my head around it."

Gonna be wrapping something around something else (that was horrible, I'm so sorry 😭)

You couldn’t help but smile at his answer. He certainly sounded like the Daryl Dixon that you all knew so far. "Well, I’m here now, so you’d better let me take care of you."

Oh trust me, he will 👀

He grunted, trying to remain tough, but his breathing grew heavier, betraying his growing discomfort, and you noticed how his body responded to your touch—a reaction he was clearly trying to hide. His cock began to harden under the sheets. The outline of it was becoming more pronounced, and you could see the rise of the sheets with each breath he took.

Theeeeere it is...

"God… Please," he groaned again, but it was clear he wasn’t used to begging, yet the desperation in his voice was there beyond doubt. "Good boy," you murmured, and you could see how his eyes slowly closed as he gave in to your touch and words. You soon picked up the pace, your hand moving faster, his hips bucking into your hand. "Shit, jus' like that," he moaned, his eyes squeezing shut even more tightly.

And the short-circuiting of my brain has begun 😵‍💫

"Touch you where, Daryl? Use your words. Be a good boy and tell me exactly what you want." "My damn dick... please, jus' touch it." You immediately switched your pace back to pump him slowly again, and each stroke of your hand made him shiver, his moans growing a little louder with every touch.

I can practically hear the begging through my computer 😩

Daryl’s eyes flew open in shock, anger, and need. "What the fuck?" He growled, his voice hoarse. "Why’d ya stop?" You leaned in, whispering into his ear. "Because I wanted to see you beg for it, Daryl. And you’re not quite there yet."

Oof, that's cruel (do it again)

"Fuck, you’re such a good boy, Daryl," you whispered quietly. "Look at you, trying to keep quiet for me, trying to hold back so hard. Taking it like you should… Don't stop looking at me."

Oh my GOD...

As you walked out of the room, you couldn’t help but feel satisfied as well. Daryl Dixon might be tough as hell, but in that moment, he was completely and totally yours.

I have a sneaking suspicion Daryl will be coming (no pun intended) back for more 👀

So fucking hot, as always. You're the queen of writing smut, and I am your humble servant here to consume and reblog all of your content 🖤

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𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: When Daryl Dixon is injured and stuck in bed, he’s not exactly thrilled about the idea of being pampered by the group. But you? You’re more than ready to take care of him—and show him just what it means to be a good boy. Think Daryl Dixon’s all rough and tough? Think again...

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: Smut ⋮ Handjob ⋮ Teasing ⋮ Edging ⋮ Orgasm Control

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You wiped the sweat from your forehead, the Georgia sun burning down on you as you walked over to Maggie and Glenn outside of the house on Hershel's farm.

Every so often, you'd look towards the cars where a few others in the group were working, trying to make the most of the now limited supplies you all had left at the moment.

"I got a lot of corn here," Maggie said, holding up a can. "Maybe we can make some soup tonight. What do you think?"

Glenn laughed, "Soup sounds fine, I think. As long as we don’t have to eat beans again. I think I’m starting to sprout beans myself."

"Hey Maggie," you shouted over to her. "How’s everything going so far? You two need any help?"

Maggie gave you a small, but rather distracted, smile. "It’s been a quiet run, so we’re okay. We just came back a few minutes ago with some new supplies."

You nodded. "That's good. Means we won't starve anytime soon. Hey, listen, I heard Daryl’s still inside the house. Do you know how he is feeling? I really hope he is feeling better. Everything that has happened, I just... I don't know. I still can't wrap my head around it."

"Well, dad took care of him, just like he did with Carl, so I wouldn't worry too much about his condition. And if it would've worsened, dad would've told Rick already, that's for sure. But what has happened to him out there, and then the bullet? I don't know him well enough, but I think that he’s too stubborn to admit he even needed help in the first place. And that ear necklace? I'm sorry, but that was beyond creepy."

You remembered… Daryl has been out there, trying to find Sophia again. Of course, it all had to go sideways. You didn't know the details exactly, but you remembered how he had dragged himself back to the farm, looking like he’d been through hell and back. Covered in dirt and blood, and barely conscious.

Then, just when things couldn’t get any worse, Andrea took a shot at him from the roof of the RV. She’d been told to hold off by Rick, Shane, and Dale, but she fired anyway, hitting Daryl in the head, with the bullet grazing his temple.

"I’ll check on him," you now said, putting the supplies aside again. "You're right, he's too stubborn to admit it, but he needs someone to make sure he’s not pushing himself too hard. And if he could, he'd already be out there again."

As you walked towards the farmhouse, you passed by Rick, who was busy organizing and looking through different maps. He looked up at you, giving you a nod. "Hey," he said, his voice sounding rather exhausted. "Are you going to check on Daryl? Or are you going to help Beth and Lori in the kitchen?"

You nodded. "Yeah. I’m going to make sure he’s okay. Daryl's been through hell while trying to find Sophia."

"Good idea. He’s definitely been through a lot, that's true. I mean, we all have. But just… be careful with him. You know how Daryl is."

You laughed, shaking your head. "I know, Rick. That’s why I’m going to make sure he stays put and tied to the bed. Don't worry."

As you walked into the farmhouse, you could hear a voice coming from the kitchen, where Lori was preparing a meal with Beth together for Daryl and the rest of the group.

"Hello," Lori said and looked at you. "Are you going to see Daryl, or do you want to help us? Rick has been annoying me with me apparently needing help, even though Beth is helping me already."

You nodded, giving her a smile back. "Don't worry, Lori. I want to make sure Daryl's alright, you know, after everything that has happened lately."

She gave you a quick and thankful thumbs up before you continued heading to the room in which Daryl was in, but paused for a moment in front of the door, taking a deep breath. The thought of Daryl lying there, probably still hurt and so vulnerable, made your heart ache. He’d always been so strong, but seeing him in such a state was hard to imagine. And just as you were about to open the door, you heard a voice coming from the inside of the room.

You stopped, listening for a moment before pushing open the door to find Hershel standing by Daryl’s bedside.

"Evening, Hershel," you said as you entered the room, trying to keep your tone neutral despite the knot of nervousness in your stomach.

Hershel looked up, smiling at the sight of you. "Hey there, good to see you. I could use an extra pair of hands."

You moved closer to the bed, where Daryl lay, and Hershel continued, "Daryl’s been in and out of consciousness yesterday most of the time, but I’m hopeful he’ll recover fast if he gets the rest he needs. And if you could help changing the rest of the bandages right now, that would be great."

You nodded, taking a closer look at Daryl. "Sure, I’ll do whatever I can to help. I know he can be stubborn, but he needs to take it easy eventually."

"That’s the spirit. I’ve done what I can for now. He’ll need the rest."

You were still looking at Daryl as Hershel took a few steps back, who now moved slightly at the sound of your voice. His eyes opened just a little bit, and he looked at you with confusion.

"Hey, tough guy," you said. "How are you holding up so far?"

"Just peachy, as always," he answered rather annoyed.

You couldn’t help but smile at his answer. He certainly sounded like the Daryl Dixon that you all knew so far. "Well, I’m here now, so you’d better let me take care of you."

Hershel gave you another nod before finally walking out of the room. "Good, I’ll leave you to it. If you need anything, like more bandages, don’t hesitate to ask. We still got enough medical supplies left if needed."

"Thanks, Hershel," you replied, watching as he left the room.

You took a deep breath, preparing yourself for the task ahead.

"What’re ya even doin’ here?" Daryl suddenly mumbled. "'M fine. Don’t need no babysittin’ bullshit. Ain't needin' ya 'round here either."

You gave him a smile, trying to hide how annoyed you already were with his usual behavior. "You’re obviously not fine, Daryl. You’ve been through a lot, and you know it. I’m here to make sure you don’t do anything stupid, like trying to get up and do something you shouldn’t."

He grumbled in frustration, trying to turn away from you. "Yeah… whatever."

You raised an eyebrow, shaking your head. "Yeah... Too bad, huh? Because right now, that means letting me help you."

"Ain’t nothin’ you can do that Hershel didn’t already do," he mumbled again.

You set down the small medical kit Hershel had brought with him and pulled a chair closer to the bed. "Hershel did his part, sure, but it’s not just about the wounds. You need to rest and relax, and that’s where I come in. Also, taking off the old bandages and putting on new ones isn't that hard, but I doubt that you can do it yourself. And Hershel just left the room, so it's up to me now to change the rest of them. I don't care if you complain about it or not."

You then began to carefully take off the bandages from his side, where the crossbow bolt had pierced itself through. Daryl winced a little, but he didn’t complain so far, his pride keeping him quiet even though you could see how uncomfortable it was for him.

"You know, for someone who’s always acting so tough, you’re a real damn mess right now," you said, trying to break the ice with a bit of humor. "How’d you end up like that anyway? What even happened out there?"

Daryl smirked a bit to himself. "Ya think I’m gonna tell ya a story now? Hell, jus' get it over with."

You shook your head and laughed quietly, focusing on cleaning the wound first. "Hey, I'm not the one that looks like the wrong side of the bed became sentient and beat the ever-loving shit out of you. So you’re going to have to deal with me being the one to help you. It’s either that or I get someone else who’s less careful."

"Less careful?" Daryl asked, and he winced again as you applied antiseptic to the wound. "Sounds to me like yer enjoyin’ this."

You stopped for a moment and looked at him with a teasing smile. "You know what? Maybe I really am enjoying this. Or maybe I just want to make sure you’re not going to cause us any more trouble, even though we all appreciate what you did. Especially Carol."

"Ya think I need ya to look after me? I can handle myself jus' fine," he grumbled and closed his eyes, not wanting to look at you anymore.

You soon finished cleaning the wound and then continued with the fresh bandages. "Oh, I’m sure you can, Dixon. But that’s not even the point. The point is, you’re not in any shape to be running around and playing redneck cowboy."

Daryl moved slightly again, trying to get more comfortable. "Ain't in need to be told twice. Thank ya very much."

You stopped wrapping the bandage around him, waiting for him to get into a more comfortable position. "Stop it with the damn sarcasm, Daryl. For someone who’s always trying to play it cool, you’re really not doing a great job of hiding how much this is bothering you. You do realize that looking weak and needing help are two different things, right? You're far from being weak, and you've done much more for this group than you can probably imagine, even if you're doubting yourself and telling yourself that it's all bullshit in the end." You told him and then continued, putting on the final bandage. "But it's not. And right now, you need to let yourself be looked after, and you need to give us the chance to care about you. Even if it's only for once."

There was a moment of silence, and for a second he looked at you only to look away again, clearly struggling with giving you an honest answer about what he thinks.

You took a deep breath. "Alright, I’m done with the bandages. How about a quick check of your other injuries?"

Daryl nodded quickly, but you could see he was starting to relax a bit. "Yeah, fine. Jus'… make it quick, will ya? Ain't got no time for this bullshit."

You smiled and began checking his other wounds. "So, what’s your actual excuse for not telling us what has happened?"

"Ain't worth tellin’. Jus' 'nother day of me bein’ stupid," he grumbled back as an answer.

Soon enough, you finished checking his other wounds and stood up, giving him a pat on the shoulder. "Well, now that I’ve made sure you’re all patched up, try to get some rest. We’re all counting on you to be back on your feet soon; don't forget that."

He snorted. "Yeah, sure. I’ll try to stay outta trouble while bein' tied to this damn bed."

You smiled and began to pack up the antiseptic and unused bandages, putting them back into the small medical kit. "That’s all I ask for. Get some sleep, Daryl. You know you need it. Something to eat will be ready soon."

As you put away the last of the bandages, you noticed how tense Daryl seemed to be. So you decided to take an extra moment to help him relax, thinking how a little extra care couldn’t hurt.

Your fingers soon massaged his side as you sat down once more, careful not to touch the wound. It was meant to ease the tense muscles around it a bit, but as your hands moved over his skin, you felt that he seemed to react differently when he gasped slightly.

"Ya really don’t have to," he started, but he stopped talking as you continued, your touch slow and feeling soothing.

You looked up, now looking into his eyes. "Why not? You’re all tense. And it’s not just about the injuries; your whole body’s been through a lot. A little extra care might help. There's nothing wrong with it."

He grunted, trying to remain tough, but his breathing grew heavier, betraying his growing discomfort, and you noticed how his body responded to your touch—a reaction he was clearly trying to hide.

His cock began to harden under the sheets. The outline of it was becoming more pronounced, and you could see the rise of the sheets with each breath he took.

You tried to ignore the current awkwardness of the situation, but it was impossible not to notice, and even more impossible not to look at it. Your fingers stopped, and you hesitated momentarily before continuing to massage his side, with Daryl’s eyes squeezed shut and another groan escaping his lips.

"Ugh... Daryl?" You asked quietly, your voice full of curiosity as you realized what was happening. "Are you… okay?"

He opened his eyes and turned his head away from you. "Yeah, jus', jus' let it be. Shit, jus' stop!"

But you couldn’t ignore the evident hardening beneath the sheets anymore. As you moved slightly in your seat to get a little bit closer to him, your hand accidentally brushed against his cock, and Daryl’s reaction was immediate—he sucked in a breath, his body tensing even more.

"Ain’t needin’ ya to… to be all handsy now, goddamn it!" Daryl's voice was trembling, his body shaking a bit, and his muscles straining, even as you didn't continue to massage him. But the sudden power you had over him was intoxicating, and you decided to take your chance and act on it.

You reached down and carefully pulled back the sheets covering his lower body. Daryl’s breathing hitched as you exposed him, and his cock was already hard, pushing against his pants. You could see it clearly now, the visible outline of it.

You smirked at him as you pulled the waistband of his pants down, just enough to pull his cock out and free it from his underwear.

As you pulled it out, Daryl's eyes widened as he watched you handle him. There was no need for words; the look on his face said it all. He felt vulnerable.

You gave him a smile, your hand now wrapped around his throbbing cock. "You look like you're about to lose it, Dixon."

He glared back at you, but there was no real anger in his eyes. "Ain’t fair, ya know…"

You leaned in close to him, your lips touching his ear. "Well, who said life was fair?" Your hand started to move, giving his cock a slow, torturous stroke that had him groaning. "But maybe… if you ask nicely…"

"God… Please," he groaned again, but it was clear he wasn’t used to begging, yet the desperation in his voice was there beyond doubt.

"Good boy," you murmured, and you could see how his eyes slowly closed as he gave in to your touch and words.

You soon picked up the pace, your hand moving faster, his hips bucking into your hand. "Shit, jus' like that," he moaned, his eyes squeezing shut even more tightly.

Fuck… How he wanted it. Your hand working his cock, making him forget about everything that has happened…

You could tell he was close already. His cock twitched in your hand, and the quiet sounds he was making were turning more desperate. "Please," he gasped again. "I… I can’t..."

"Oh? Already, huh?" You teased him, your thumb brushing over the tip of his cock, smearing the pre-cum over it that had gathered there.

You smirked, enjoying the power you had over him. "Do you like this?" You teased him further.

"Yeah, jus' like that…" He panted, his body trembling. "Please... I need ya to touch me more. Can't fuckin' take it..."

"Touch you where, Daryl? Use your words. Be a good boy and tell me exactly what you want."

"My damn dick... please, jus' touch it." You immediately switched your pace back to pump him slowly again, and each stroke of your hand made him shiver, his moans growing a little louder with every touch.

His hips bucked involuntarily, but you kept your rhythm controlled, never speeding up, not letting him get the orgasm he wanted so desperately.

"I thought you were a tough guy. But look at you—so damn needy already. Come on, Daryl," you mumbled. "You’re not done yet. Not until I say so."

He whimpered, trying to thrust into your hand, but you stopped him, keeping him on edge.

"Fuck, please…" He groaned in frustration. "Don’t stop… jus' fuckin' finish me off already!"

You laughed, your grip tightening just enough to torture him a little more. "And why would I do that? You need to learn so much more about patience."

With each stroke, you used different pressure and speed, sometimes going slower just when he thought he was about to finally cum. The feeling was almost unbearable for Daryl, and you could see it in the way his muscles tensed and relaxed again and again, his breathing only coming out in gasps.

"How does it feel, Daryl? Being held on the edge like this?" You asked, looking over at the door to listen if somebody was coming closer.

"Shit, feels so damn good…" He gasped, his voice strained. "I jus' need… I need to… Fuck!"

You smiled, leaning closer to him once more when you were sure that you'd be left alone. "Not yet, tough guy. I want to see just how much you can take."

You continued your teasing, your strokes slow and torturous. "You can take it. I know you can. You want it, don’t you? You want to make me finish you so badly, but you’re going to have to earn it," you whispered.

Daryl could only nod. "Please… Hell, I can't take much more!" 

He couldn't take it anymore. The teasing—it was all too much. He wanted to cum. And he needed you to make him cum. Hell, he loved it. Your hand pumping his cock, teasing him, making him groan with need. The way you toyed with him, bringing him so close only to pull back? Shit, he was losing it… And the way your fingers wrapped around his cock, jerking it just right… It was driving him insane.

You simply grinned, feeling excited because of the power you held over him. "But that's good. Because I want you to remember this. Remember how much you wanted it and how much I made you wait."

His eyes were still squeezed shut, his fists clenched at his sides as he fought against the urge to give in.

With that, you continued to edge him, every touch, every stroke keeping him on the brink, pushing him to the limit of his own control.

And the feeling of sliding your hand back and forth along his thick shaft, the way he groaned and moaned quietly, trying to keep himself quiet just for you—it was everything you wanted...

"Fuck, please," he moaned again, his voice now breaking slightly.

His cock was pulsing in your hand and still leaking pre-cum, and you knew this was the moment he might not be able to hold back any longer. And just when he was about to finally stumble over the edge, you stopped pumping him completely, pulling your hand away from his throbbing cock.

Daryl’s eyes flew open in shock, anger, and need. "What the fuck?" He growled, his voice hoarse. "Why’d ya stop?"

You leaned in, whispering into his ear. "Because I wanted to see you beg for it, Daryl. And you’re not quite there yet."

He glared at you in need, his cheeks red, and sweat started to form on his body. "Ya can’t jus' leave me like this! Please!"

"Oh, but I can," you answered with a smirk. "And I will. Unless you really beg for it."

Daryl closed his mouth, and you could see the muscles in his jaw twitching around as he gritted his teeth, his pride and ego fighting with his desperate need. Finally, he let out a frustrated groan, his head falling back against the pillow.

"Please, please, let me cum," he whispered and finally started to beg and whimper a little more. "Please! I can't take it anymore. Please…"

God... How much he needed you. Desperately. Your hands, your touch, everything about the way you teased and pumped him, the way you handled him… It was like you knew exactly what he wanted and what he needed, and you were giving it to him for free, if only he would beg for it...

You smiled, satisfied with his response. "That’s better. Now, let’s see how much more you can take."

You went back to your teasing, your hand moving slowly over his cock, feeling him twitch and pulse again with every touch. His moans grew a little louder, even more desperate, as you brought him to the edge again and again, only to stop just before he could finally cum.

By the time you finally decided to give him what he needed, Daryl was nothing more than a trembling and pleading mess, his hips bucking toward you again and again, his eyes now looking desperatly at you.

"Fuck, you’re such a good boy, Daryl," you whispered quietly. "Look at you, trying to keep quiet for me, trying to hold back so hard. Taking it like you should… Don't stop looking at me."

You sped up, your movements rough and fast, giving him no time to adjust to the now quick pace. His body was shaking, and you could feel he was more than ready to snap.

"Yeah, you want to cum so bad, don’t you?" You teased. "Go on, Daryl. Cum for me. Show me how much you need it. How much you want it."

With a choked groan, Daryl's body tensed. His orgasm hit him hard, his cock pulsing in your grip as he came all over your hand. You kept pumping him through it, milking every last drop out of him.

"Oh, you really are a good boy, aren't you?" You mumbled. "Let it all out. You did so well for me."

He collapsed back against the bed, completely spent and exhausted, his chest heaving up and down as he tried to catch his breath.

You reached for a towel next to the small medical kit, wiping your hand and cleaning up carefully, making sure not to leave any evidence of what had just happened behind, before you looked down at Daryl, a wide smile on your face.

"Fuck," he panted. "That was… fuck..."

"Told you I’d take care of you," you answered him, giving him a wink.

He opened his eyes, looking at you quite exhausted. "Yeah, ya did…"

He didn’t protest as you cleaned him up; he just watched and stared at you with those intense blue eyes, still catching his breath with his mouth slightly open.

"There," you said, as you were finishing everything up. "All cleaned up again."

Daryl didn’t say anything for now, just giving you a small and a little ashamed nod as you leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to his sweaty face.

"Get some rest now, tough guy," you whispered, pulling back and standing up. "You’re gonna need it. Remember: Be a good boy for me."

"Yeah… I... I..." He grunted in response, unable to even finish his thoughts after hearing your words, which were still making his head spin.

You simply smirked, heading towards the door. "Anytime, Daryl. Anytime."

As you walked out of the room, you couldn’t help but feel satisfied as well. Daryl Dixon might be tough as hell, but in that moment, he was completely and totally yours.

[eemcintyre]

"The Return of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre" review

Aka "well that was a movie"

(Most of this will just be me thirsting over increasingly concerning Matthew McConaughey-related things)

I literally know it's because this is supposed to be somewhat of a satire of slasher movies, but all of the teen characters except my precious baby Renee are so annoying 😖😤

Not to mention Heather's actress has to be one of the worst I've *ever* seen- her situationally inappropriate nonchalance reminded me a lot of the girlfriend from "Seawolf: The Pirate's Curse"

Renee, of course, still manages to impress with the criminally little she is given to work with, as does Matthew, which is why this film wasn't the ~death knell~ for their careers and they have gone on to become award-winning A-listers ✨

I also think she looks very pretty in her glasses 😤🥺

Lowkey I like the weird, mellow vibe this new purple lady (Darla lol) has, but she seems like she's on drugs

AHHHHH Matthew has arrived and he baby!!- oh shit he just snapped a guy's neck. Man they didn't even lead us to believe he might be normal for a minute

"That's Ulysses S. Grant. You probably didn't know that, did ya?" Lowkey W.E. is me when I'm an annoying know-it-all about movie/music/art facts 🙃

Of course, again, it's for the satire, but not these kids wandering calmly around this fucking crack house

I burst out laughing when they finally cut back to Renee and poor girl's still been standing out in the woods this whole time... 💀

It's literally Woman 101 do not get in the damn stranger's truck like even Matthew the serial killer's telling her that lmao

"You don't know shit about being scared, little girl" :OOOOO here we go

The way she escapes the truck and just. .. stops running? .. 🤨🤨

The Leatherface jump scare and the chase through the water was really the only remotely scary part

My poor cat had the unfortunate timing of deciding to snuggle with me while I watched this movie and all the screaming was stressing him tf out me too honestly ����

Ok the black comedy is at times actually pretty good ("You're embarrassing me in front of company!!")

Oh, to be tied to a chair and straddled by Matthew McConaughey while he grabs my face I mean what? 😳

"-But then I am in the mood for love..." *bites woman* knees buckling

Darla is so weirdly supportive lol and has her own... unique moral compass; by far the best character. 👑 can I get a yes queen.

Matthew is throwing 'em at me faster than I can process 'em- locking the door behind him, threatening Renee, giving her a little kiss on the cheek and hitting us w that "Smart girl. We've got us a smart girl." MATTHEW DAVID MCCONAUGHEY 🫠

Oops! My need for therapy is showing 🫢🙃

Scale of 1-10 how concerning is it that I thought it was hot when he slit his pec with a knife?

Man all these shots of old remotes are really taking me back to my childhood TVs 🥺😩 and when the TVs and DVD players were so blissfully simple to operate for a Luddite such as myself

Darla's light purple minidress was kind of a serve 💜

They did my boy so dirty not only did he get such an anticlimactic death but they literally SPELLED HIS NAME WRONG IN THE CREDITS "MCCONNAUGHEY" geez fuckin Louise

I am exhausted, confused, and a tiny bit turned on

[becca-e-barnes]

Becca hear me out just Bucky and Steve these two beffy huge men missing you when your out and sharing a flashlight together wishing it was you. When you walk inside all you hear is pants and moans, you open the door to see them begging and moaning pretending the flesh light is you practically going feral growling how much they want to fill you up and breed you and they notice you teeth biting into your lip and moaning out “use me, please let me be your breeding toy” them just going feral and passing you back and forth for hours because we all know they got a lot of pent up cum they say “we aren’t gonna stop breedin ya until we’re empty and your full and dripping” please Beccs I’m begging ya 😩🤚

-your lovely Anon

Oh this is so fucking hot 🤤😩

Especially if you walk in and maybe Bucky is fucking the flesh light. It’s stacked up on some pillows with Steve holding it in place to almost mimic the height of your body if he was fucking you doggy style.

“Mhm fuck, it’s not as good as her. Sh-she’d be so much tighter. Don’t even think I can cum in it. It’s not good enough.” Bucky’s so frantic, he almost looks like he’s shaking. His huge biceps are trembling, sweat beading on his forehead because he just can’t cum in the toy. Not when your body would be so much more receptive.

“You fuck her at that pace and I bet she’d break.” Steve snorts, stroking his cock as Bucky slows down, getting ready to swap places with him. Steve lines himself up with the fleshlight, pressing in and Bucky’s totally right. The plastic doesn’t flutter like you would. It doesn’t give the same kind of tight drag your cunt would offer. It’s not warm and wet but it’s still fuckable.

“At least we can’t knock this thing up.” Bucky laughs, noticing Steve’s pathetic little moan. “Oh wait, you wanna knock her up Stevie? I think about nothing else when I’m jerking off, you know. Imagine how hot it would be watching her waddle round with a tummy we fucked full of babies, knowing we did that to her.” Listening to Bucky has Steve gritting his teeth, thrusting faster and faster because he’s losing control so quickly.

“Breed me.” You whisper from the doorway, so quiet you hardly heard yourself say it but of course neither super soldier could miss it.

“What did you say, sweets?” Bucky asks, his mind racing. “You want us to breed you? You wanna be fucked silly like our little fleshlight? You wanna be all round and full of babies and not know which one of us is the daddy? Won’t matter to either of us anyway, just need you to be sure.” Neither of them can believe their own eyes when you nod, offering up your body for them to use.

“Breed me.” You whisper again. “Breed me so full of cum I can’t move without dripping. If I do drip, fuck me full again. Take turns putting babies in me until my tummy is so full of cum I can’t move. Don’t wanna leave this bed until I’m pregnant.” Both men moan at how you’re entirely into this, taking no time to rid you of your clothes. They spend hours upon hours doing exactly that, fucking you full and passing you around until your all exhausted, falling asleep with you sandwiched between them, both of them keeping a hand laid protectively over your tummy.

[sublimecatgalaxy]

HOHOHOHOHOHOHHOHOHO

H O H O H O H O

ITS A YA BOY CHAI. COMIN TO YOU LIVE. W ANOTHER REQUEST. LESSGO.

Hey remember that silly goofy little request from the other night?! What if we got like a part two mayhaps or something of the sorts of Elliot + reader at a party, she’s wearin somethin scandalous, besties bangin for the first time, with prompt numbers 4 and 8 I think?? The “I’ve never wanted to fuck someone this bad before” and “why are you such a tease?” Ones?? Or just one of them!! Maybe a lil exhibitionism?? Up to you!! Thanks bae 😩💞

BESTIEEEE THIS IS HOOOOOOOT. This is so slow burn holy shit; no fucking in this but I encourage you to send in a part 3 request lol. Man you always come up with the best stuff ever. I could never fail you on this one. This man, the things I feel for this character is all coming back dude.

TELL ME WHY THIS IS A WHOLE ONESHOT DUDE THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE A BLURB LMAOOOOOOO!!!! This is possibly one of the best things I've ever written.

READ PART ONE HERE

"So you're telling me I could be at home right now, eating a tub of ice cream, but instead you had to drag me out to a party?" I ask, flashing Elliot a tired look as he holds the door open for me, allowing me to slip under his arm as his hand rests on my back, helping me as I step into the booming party.

"Wanted to see this dress in action." He flirts but his jaw is clenched as his eyes scan the room, already so protective of me as we step into a new setting. He navigates us into the kitchen, quickly pouring himself a glass of the nearest alcohol he finds. Getting on my tip toes, I press a lingering kiss to his cheek as my hand snakes down his waist.

"Calm down, pretty boy. The night's young." I whisper before pushing away from him, sending him a wink over my shoulder as I make my way out into the living room, looking over the large crowd of dancing teens.

"Why are you such a tease?" Elliot's hot on my trail, reaching out to grip onto my waist, the drink in his cup sloshing around as I spin in his grasp. His eyes are darker, darker than I've ever seen them, as his gaze travels down the front of my dress.

"Because you like the chase." I jest with a grin, taking the cup from his hand and taking a sip as he watches my lips wrap around the edge of the cup. His tongue sweeps out to wet his lips as he pulls me tightly to him, forcing my gaze to flicker around us. "Everyone's looking at me." I smirk wolfishly and I make eye contact with a few of the men swaying in the crowd, their girlfriends only inches away from them.

"I know, it's pissing me off." Elliot mumbles, pressing a messy kiss to my temple and he downs the drink in his cup in seconds. "You showed up with me, can't they get the hint?" He scoffs, the twinge in his jaw telling me that he's not messing around, that the looks that the other men are giving me are truly bothering him.

"What hint? I'm not yours." Elliot gives me a testing look, silently arguing with me but I stand my ground. "They'll never believe I'm not taken- not unless you prove it to them." I offer vaguely, watching a glimmer of mischief pass through his gaze as his eyes move back and forth between my eyes and my lips.

"And how do you suggest I do that?" He whispers lowly, his gravely voice rumbling from his chest, the boyish, teasing nature that he typically holds now completely gone.

"Mark your territory." His brows twitch subtly at the arousal lacing my voice as I step towards him, testing his limits and patience in front of everyone.

"I will make you cum so hard right now, right here, if you don't stop talking like that." His threat shocks me to my literal core, thighs clenching around nothing as a shocked laugh leaves me. My whole body is twenty degrees warmer than it was five minutes ago, my eyes now flickering everywhere but his as I shrink bashfully in on myself, not expecting him to say something that vulgar. Not that I'm complaining. "You got a mouth on you."

"Then put it to use." The words leave me faster than I can control them, my lips parting in quiet shock as I look up at him, realizing there's nothing to blame this on. We've only had sips of alcohol, we haven't consumed any sort of aphrodisiac other than each other's presences- if we go further, there's no going back, nothing to blame other than ourselves.

"Are you offering?" He asks, caught of guard too as he clears his throat, brows furrowed as we both realize that this isn't some sort of playful flirting match that we mutually take part in, no, this is much more than that.

"Are you accepting my offer?" There's butterflies in my stomach as he gives me a stuttered nod and I can see the faintest of blushing rising up his neck and past his collared shirt.

"You really want me to fuck you?" He asks, dipping down to brush my nose with his, our lips practically brushing as I suck in a breath. His hand is now on my hip, sliding down my back and to the curve of my ass, holding me tightly to his chest.

"I've never wanted to fuck someone this bad before." My voice is shaky as my head shakes in shock at my own realization, watching his eyes widen and I look up at him through my lashes.

"So you want to fuck me? Not the other way around-"

"Elliot, for the love of god." I take the cup from his hand and place it on the nearest table and I quickly pull him in the direction of the dimly lit, almost empty hallway, an eager Elliot following closely behind me with his hand in mine.

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[love-archer]

oh mammon 100% wants to be caught stealing mc’s underwear, he gets off on the thought too. (Afab but gender neutral mc) he wants mc to shove him into their bed and straddle him and ride him

bet he’s really just a virgin, everyone thinks he’s a playboy but no, the second your walls sing around him he’s cumming, he’s so embarrassed, he’s never felt something so amazing before

Milk him dry and then slowly slide off so he can see the cum dripping out of you, call him pathetic and he’s hard again 😩

I feel like he’s more of a Virgin than Levi tbh

Thinking of you . . .

♡ Here's pt.1 ♡

♡.Obey me!

♡.NSFW!! Underwear thief Mammon, Male masterbation, Sub-ish Mammon(?)

♡. I'm living for these Mammon asks 😚

♡ It was not easy to get in your room, Lucifer has been keeping close watch these days . . . He must've noticed that Mammon goes down the hall of your room every time you were out of the house for more than a few hours

♡ Mammon made a mental note, be careful idiot! Don't screw this up! To him, this, doing was he has been doing for weeks, was the only one type of pleasure he can get

♡ When he got to your drawer and the fabric of the new garment you bought touched his skin, he felt his eyes widen

♡ Woaaah he never seen this one before...it feels silky and...oh you'd look so hot in it!

♡ He licked his lips and looked around, you won't come home now so it's not important to leave right away, he has time

♡ He sat on your bed, body all relaxed yet his eyes were fixed on the door....hmm

♡ He'd never done it in your room before so it made him feel a little nervous but hot at the same time

♡ knowing he's on your bed, the same one you've certainly sat on and touched yourself, it made him feel giddy, like a child who found a secret candy jar and the candy in this was your underwear

♡ The more he looked at it, the more thoughts ran through his mind...this one was definitely new, the smell of you on it wasn't strong, his cock twitched when a new thought came to his mind

♡ It wasn't important that he pulled down his pants and wrapped it around him, it's not like ya were gonna know about it, right?

♡ The more his hand went up and down, the more he thought of you coming through that door but...really what would you do? If you saw him do this to your...your stuff while he grunts and pants your name softly?

♡ Would you stop at the doorway and look at him get harder now that your eyes are at him? Would you slowly walk to him and replace his hand with yours? Would you jerk him off until his cum covers your hand and slides down to your wrist?

♡ His hand went faster, leaving his hips to bolt forward, his breathing got slower...."h...Haa..ngg-"

♡ Or would you walk to him right away, take your underwear from his hand and throw away at the bed, look at his leaking cock and sigh at his actions? Would you push him to his back and hop on his thighs, adding pressure on his cock? Would you close your thighs tighter, trapping his half-hard cock in between, would you ride him, feeling how he moves and twitch at your every grind?

♡ Would you not let him cum and get off of him? would you dress down and wear the garment, saying "What's with the face? You were using this to cum, weren't you?" Would you laugh at his face and climb back on him, press his cock to his stomach and start really grinding on him?

♡ Mammon's eyelid got heavier as his thoughts became more vivid and lustful, shit...

♡ His hand went faster, he laid on his back with a hand loosely on his mouth, may..maybe he should this more often in your room "A..Ahh.."

♡ His hips started to thrust forward violently as the images in his head showed you in the reverse cowgirl position with the underwear garment on

♡ It wasn't important that his cum polished your new underwear and the sheets a bit, it wasn't important that his cock was still hard and it wasn't important that he got a new way to reach his high

❦ © love-archer 2021, all rights reserved ❦

[shiftingparadise]

Dabi x Reader: Let's go home doll

Hi everyone! So I had a request to write a story about Toya. They gave me the freedom to write whatever I wanted - so naturally - I came up with an angsty story (mentions of being tortured, captured, etc). So if you're not comfortable with angsty stories, please skip this one 🥺. The ending is ... I'm not going to say happy, but also not sad, if that makes sense? 😩 (If you liked the 'Enemies to lovers' or 'Little rat' fics, you're going to like this one too - I think!)

Anyway, I LOVED writing this, so enjoy! 🤍 ✨

Word Count: 4.622

‘Shut up Kacchan’, you sighed while rolling your eyes, ‘DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO, AND THAT’S NOT MY NAME’. ‘Deku gets to call you like that, how come I don’t?’, you lazily placed your arm over your chair, looking at the blonde behind you. 

You could see Bakugo gritting his teeth together, his nails digging into the palms of his hand. 

‘Ugh’, you rolled your eyes, ‘Deku? What’s our next mission? I’m bored’, you placed your elbow on the table, resting your chin on the back of your hand. 

Since all of you graduated, you decided to join Endeavour's agency. It was the only agency that would hire all of you, with Shoto being his son. 

‘Deku?’, you raised an eyebrow at the lack of response. ‘O-oh sorry Y/N’, you could hear his nervous voice, ‘I was thinking about something’. ‘Tsk, damn nerd’, Bakugo placed a hand on the back of your chair, ‘Let’s go creep’. ‘How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that?’, you sighed before pushing your chair back. ‘How else should I call you? I’m not the one who cuts myself just so I can use my own blood as a weapon, damn freak’, Bakugo placed his hands in his pockets before nonchalantly walking towards the door. 

It was always like this with Bakugo, the back-and-forth scolding at each other, but underneath both your tough exterior, you cared about each other deeply. Just like you cared for Deku and Shoto. They’d been your friends throughout high school, saving you more times than you could count, making sure you accepted your quirk, that you wouldn’t hate yourself anymore. 

‘WHAT THE HELL?’, Bakugo turned around to look at you, fire in his eyes. ‘I told you not to call me that anymore’, you shrugged your shoulders, ‘If you call me that again, it won’t be a calculator that hits your head’. 

‘Where are you going?’, a voice as cold as yours appeared in the door frame, causing Bakugo to shift his focus. ‘Move icyhot’, Bakugo pushed Shoto aside, ‘We’re going to take a stroll through the city. We’re bored’. ‘I’m coming with you’, he ignored Bakugo’s aggressive push before looking at you, ‘If that’s alright with you’. ‘Of course’, you smiled at him, placing your hand on his jacket, pulling him behind you, ‘You’re my favourite, you know that’. ‘Ai’, he replied coldly, ‘How could I forget when you tell me every time you see me’. 

Everyone always thought you were strange. You came across as cold, calculated, and even a little crazy sometimes, but the boys accepted you. They took the time to get to know you, to see how childish and playful you truly were.

‘Deku?’, you looked one last time behind you through the door frame, he was mumbling to himself. ‘Dekuuuu?’, you playfully chanted, ‘O-oh’, he snapped out of it, cheeks blushing, ‘I-I’m staying here, I need to do some research’. ‘Okay’, you closed your eyes while smiling, ‘See ya!’. 

---

‘Uuuuugh’, you sighed, playfully fiddling with your butterfly knife, ‘I’m so bored’. ‘Y/N, I know we’re pro heroes, but you can’t just play with your knife like that in public’, ‘Always the kill buzz’, you rolled your eyes at Shoto, ‘But don’t worry, you’re still my favourite’, you pinched his cheek. ‘Shut up! You’re annoying me’, Bakugo started walking faster than you two, ‘Kacchaaaa-‘. 

You wanted to annoy Bakugo, to make him lose his temper even further, but you were cut short when you could see blue fire emerging from what seemed like an abandoned warehouse. 

‘Toya’, Shoto narrowed his eyes, quickly running towards the building, ‘Damn half-and-half bastard, I’m faster than you!’, Bakugo quickly followed, leaving no space for you to think about your actions, so you just followed them. 

--- 

‘Ah little brother, so nice to see you again’, Dabi smirked while looking at Shoto, ‘Now be good and let your big brother do his work’. ‘Toya’, Shoto replied coldly, ‘Let’s talk, you don’t have to do stuff like this’. 

You let out a small giggle at Shoto’s demand, causing Dabi to focus his attention on you. 

‘That was cute’, he said coldly, ‘What?’, you tilted your head, playing with your butterfly knife, ‘Is a villain really flirting with me?’. ‘Y/N shut up!’, Bakugo yelled at you. 

Dabi let his gaze wander across your uniform. He had never seen a pro hero dress as you did. With your cute skirt, black boots that just stopped under your knees, and your cute little crop top. Not to mention the two little tails you had on top of each side of your head, while the rest of your hair was hanging loose, softly brushing over your shoulders.

‘What?’, you placed your arms next to your body, looking at the blonde, ‘Shoto’s just too cute to make demands like that!’. 

Shoto could already see Dabi’s eyes on you, Shoto knew you had peaked his interest. 

‘Y/N, get back to the agency’, Shoto placed his arm in front of you, ‘What? No fair! I’m bored out of my mind-‘, ‘Dabi, let’s leave’, a rough, unpleasant voice cut you off. ‘Ah, Shigaraki’, you giggled before looking at the two villains who were standing before you, ‘Oh Shoto, you can’t expect me to leave now!’, you pleaded. 

‘What’s wrong with her?’, Shigaraki tilted his head. ‘What’s wrong with me?’, you looked at him, ‘Well, let’s find out’. 

You grabbed one of your knives, dragging the tip from your wrist to your elbow, causing a stream of blood to drip from your arm. 

‘Let’s have some fun, shall we?’, you manipulated your blood so that there were icicle-shaped drops of blood hanging in the air, pointed towards the villains. 

--- 

‘You see, that’s the problem with blood manipulators’, Dabi smirked while grabbing your hair, pulling your face away from the concrete ground, ‘The user can only use so much of their own blood, and since you didn’t manage to get some from us… Well’, he chuckled, ‘Playtime’s over for you’. 

‘S-shoto’, you grunted out in pain, you could see he was trying to negotiate Bakugo back from Shigaraki , who had four fingers resting on his neck. 

‘Oh, don’t worry about my little brother’, Dabi let your face fall back on the ground, ‘Shigaraki, I want to make a deal’. ‘I’m listening’, Shigaraki kept his focus on Shoto, ‘Let that boy and my brother go, I want to take her with us’, Dabi said coldly. ‘What?’, Shoto widened his eyes, ‘No way shithead’, Bakugo grunted, trying to break free from the cold hand that was wrapped around his throat. ‘Well, she’s pretty’, Shigaraki started to lose his grip around Bakugo’s neck, ‘We won’t let you take her!’, Shoto wanted to run to you, but Dabi shook his head disapprovingly, ‘One step further, and I’ll kill her while my dear colleague places his fifth finger around your friend’s neck, little brother’. 

You could see Dabi standing before you. You wished you could do something, but you were drained, there wasn’t a single ounce of strength left in your body. 

‘I-it’s fine’, you grunted out, trying not to cry, ‘S-shoto please, there’s nothing you can do. D-Deku won’t be here in time’. 

You could see Shoto widen his eyes, his mind racing. 

‘Tik tok… Clock’s ticking’, Shigaraki pushed, slowly letting his fifth finger lower towards Bakugo’s neck. ‘Go Shoto’, you grunted, trying to push yourself away from the concrete, but you were too weak. ‘Listen to her, otherwise, she dies together with him’. ‘I’ll come for you’, Shoto looked at you, voice breaking before turning back towards Shigaraki, ‘W-we have a deal’. 

Shigaraki let go of Bakugo’s neck before kicking him, causing him to almost fall onto the ground. You could see Bakugo looking at you, eyes filled with hurt. You knew he didn’t want to leave you behind, that he had to gather every ounce of self-control not to attack the two villains. 

‘Don’t try to follow us. If I sense your presence, I won’t hesitate to kill her’, Dabi picked you up from the ground, throwing you over his shoulder. 

You could see Shoto and Bakugo standing next to each other, both digging their nails into the soft skin of their hands. 

‘We’ll get you back, I promise’, Shoto gritted through his teeth, looking at the blood that kept dripping from your arms. ‘D-don’t bring Kacchan with you’, you grunted, forcing a smirk on your face, ‘D-don’t want him to turn into dust’. ‘Tsk’, Bakugo closed his eyes at your poorly timed teasing, ‘S-shut up cre-‘ 

Bakugo couldn’t finish his sentence, so his words just died out. Shigaraki gave a quick nod to Dabi, signaling him it was time to leave. You tried to look as long as you could at your friends while Dabi walked further away from them. You didn’t want them to remember you like this, so weak, so pathetic. 

‘Now that you’re our doll, our hideout’s going to be so much more fun’, Dabi said coldly before pinching your leg, ‘S-shut up’, you whispered. ‘Spicy’, Shigaraki looked at you before walking next to Dabi, ‘Why did you want her? Is it because of her sca-‘, ‘I want her because she’ll become one of us’. ‘Huh? She’s a pro hero’, Shigaraki started scratching his neck again, ‘You’ve seen her, the crazy giggle, the way she cut herself without hesitation. We just need to push her over the edge’. ‘Don’t fucking talk as if I’m not here!’, you tried to punch Dabi’s back with your fist, ‘I’ll never be like you’. ‘Dabi, make her shut up, she’s annoying’. ‘Hm, she needs a bit of training before she can truly be our doll’, Dabi agreed quietly, ‘Doll, if you don’t shut up, you’re going to smell the scent of burnt skin coming from your soft thighs’. 

You could feel Dabi’s hand getting warmer on your leg. You were too tired to show any resistance, your body was done. 

--- 

‘T-they’ll come’, you could feel blood dripping from your mouth, wrists aching from the chains that strung your arms towards the ceiling. ‘It’s been months since I took you with me, they’re not coming doll’, Dabi sat lazily in a chair, eying you up and down, ‘I don’t like doing this to you, but if you keep acting like a brat, you leave me no choice’. ‘They’ll come’, you looked at him, tears streaming down your cheek, ‘T-they promised’. 

You let your head fall, eyes wide open, staring at the ground. It has been months of torture, months of abuse. Your body was covered with burns Dabi gave you, not to mention the cuts Shigaraki gave you. There was nothing you could do. Your body was too wounded to even use your quirk. The strength you once had was completely gone. On top of that, Dabi always made sure your hands were tied together. Even if you still had some strength left, you couldn’t use your quirk without your hands anyway.

‘A promise? That’s what you’re holding on to?’, Dabi sighed while getting up from his chair, walking towards you. ‘Doll, it would be so much easier if you would just give in’, he let his thumb wander over your lips, ‘We could be quiet the duo’. 

You could feel your body shaking at Dabi’s unexpected soft touch. You could feel his other hand trail over your collarbone. Afraid he would burn you again, you closed your eyes, trying to prepare yourself for the pain that was going to come.

‘I took you away from your old life because I saw how bored you were’, he took a step back so he could look at your broken body, ‘I’ll give you everything you want. You’ll never be bored by my side, Y/N’. 

You whimpered when you could hear your name coming from his mouth. It was the first time he called you by your name, you didn’t even know if he remembered it. 

‘And because you’re the prettiest doll I’ve ever seen’, he said softly before taking the chair, and placing it closer to you. ‘You covered my entire body with burn marks, you’ve tortured me for months, and now you’re trying to act kind?’, you cried out. You were done with being strong, you couldn’t handle the pain anymore. ‘Ssh, don’t cry doll’, Dabi shushed you while sitting back down on the chair, ‘I only did that because you were being a brat, spitting in my face and all that. I behave, if you behave, remember?’. 

You slowly looked at the man who was sitting in front of you. Somehow, you pitied him, even though he hurt you so many times. His eyes always looked so lonely. 

‘Y/N, they’re not com-’, ‘W-why? Tell me the real reason why you captured me’, you tried to speak as loud as you could, ‘W-was it because of my scars?’. 

Your body was completely covered in scars, since you cut yourself so many times during battle so you could use your blood as a weapon. You used to hate your scars, but your friends told you over and over again that it didn’t matter, that you were beautiful either way. 

Dabi lowered his eyes, ‘No’. ‘Don’t lie!’, you screamed out, ‘You feel some kind of sick connection with me, right?’. ‘Watch it’, Dabi looked coldly at you. ‘I’m nothing like you! I got these scars because I wanted to protect the people I love, not to hurt othe-‘, ‘Stop’, Dabi stood up from his chair, ‘Just stop, please’, he sighed. 

You widened your eyes at the sight of him, looking so weak and hurt. 

‘Here’, he said softly, walking towards you. You quickly closed your eyes, tensing up your entire body, bracing yourself for another punishment. ‘Don’t worry’, he sighed, ‘I’m just going to remove these’. 

You could hear the chains dropping on the ground, leading you to quickly rub across your wrists, trying to soothe the stinging sensation. 

‘You’ll never see this room again, don’t worry’, he picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder again. 

You’d stop struggling when he did that weeks ago. Even though you told him multiple times you could walk, he’d kept throwing you over his shoulder. 

‘W-where are we going’, you whimpered in fear, ‘To your room’. ‘I-I don’t have one’, you said softly, ‘Well, since we’ve lost one of our members, I convinced Shigaraki to give you his room’. 

‘Here doll’, he opened a door before he gently placed you on a bed. 

H-huh? You looked around the room. You could see Dabi had tried to make it as cozy as possible with some candles and even a TV and some books. 

‘Bathroom’s through that door’, he pointed before pulling a soft blanket over your shoulders. ‘A-aren’t you afraid I’m going to use my quirk to escape?’, you looked at the ground. Dabi placed himself next to you, looking at the ceiling, ‘I thought you would’ve agreed to be mine by now, that you saw the same thing in me that I see in you. Thought we could share this room’. 

You could feel your heart racing at how sick his reasoning was. How could you share a room with the man who’s been torturing you for months? 

‘I wasn’t always like this, you know?’, he removed a strand of hair that got stuck in some blood on your forehead, ‘I was once like my little brother you so admire, but I’m sure you’ve heard how nice my father is’. ‘That’s not an excuse to hurt other people’, you pulled away from his rough digits. ‘Rough, aren’t they?’, he chuckled, ‘I’m sorry, I’m trying to be gentle’. ‘Gentle?’, you widened your eyes in disbelief, quickly standing up from the bed, ‘You’ve done nothing else but hurt me! Why are you trying to be gentle now?’. 

You could see Dabi’s hand grabbing the sheets, trying to control his anger. 

‘You really want to act like a brat again? Fine’, he chuckles, ‘I’ve tried being nice to you, to show my soft side to you, but my patience’s running out’. 

---

More time passed. You didn’t know how long you’d been captured by Dabi, but it must’ve been a year already. 

‘Ai’, you replied coldly, ‘I’ll behave’. ‘Good’, Dabi smirked before placing a kiss on your lips, ‘Don’t kill any more guards, please? I know you’re bored but-‘, ‘I won’t’, you waived him away while throwing yourself on your bed. 

You’d thrown your emotions away months ago. You couldn’t handle the pain anymore, nor the feeling of being betrayed by your friends. They promised they would come for you, but where were they? You could see them on the news almost every day, smiling, as if you never existed. Did they just forget about you? You were so angry, so hurt. You went through hell, being tortured for months, and they were just pretending to be heroes, putting on some sick persona. A true hero would never betray a friend like that, a true hero would never leave their friend to rot. 

Once Dabi noticed your change of heart, he easily won you over. He was the one that took care of you, that made sure you had everything you needed. Sure, he’d hurt you in the past, but that’s because he saw your true potential. He made you like this, he made sure you were stronger than you’d ever been, and besides, killing people was more fun than you thought. 

--- 

‘Oi Shigaraki’, you threw your head back, looking at him, ‘I’m bored, where’s Dabi?’. ‘How would I know’, he was scratching his neck nervously, ‘Those damn brats’, he was glued to the TV. 

There they were again, your so-called friends, waving proudly at the cameras. Bakugo scoffing and sighing, like he always did. At least he didn’t pretend to be nice. 

‘W-where are you going?’, Shigaraki looked at you ‘Out, I’m bored’, you replied coldly, ‘B-but Dabi said-‘, he tried to protest. ‘Try to stop me’, you smirked, ‘I’ll have your head flying before your shoe touches the ground’, you nodded at the blood that was dripping from his neck. 

You could hear him mumble, but you didn’t care. Dabi promised you that you would never be bored again, and here you were, feeling bored. 

--- 

‘So, that’s what my doll likes to do?’, you smirked once you heard your boyfriend’s voice coming from behind you, ‘Torture some innocent people at the mall?’. ‘I was bored, remember what you promised?’, you hopped towards him before grabbing his collar and pulling him closer, pouting your lips ‘You told me I would never be bored again’. ‘Hm, you’re right. I’m sorry doll’, his lips brushed against yours, ‘Let’s have some fun. This will help you’. 

Your eyes lit up when you saw what he was holding. 

‘That’s for me?’, you threw your arms around him, ‘It’s the prettiest butterfly knife I’ve ever seen’, you kissed him to show your gratitude. 

‘T-they’re crazy’, you could hear a hostage yell, ‘T-they’re freaks, look at their sca-‘, ‘What did you call me?’, you titled your head, slowly walking towards the man. ‘Doll, remember what I told you, right? You can’t kill everyone who crosses your path’. ‘Can I kill this one?’, you smiled while placing your new knife against the man’s throat, causing a small drop of blood to drip onto his white collar. ‘Oh Dabi, this knife’s so pretty covered in blood’, you sighed with a fond look.

‘Y-Y/N?’.

You widened your eyes, your heart stopped.

‘Look Dabi, it’s another family reunion’, you smirked. Dabi was already walking towards you.

Dabi was nervous. Nervous to lose you, nervous that you would get in a fight that you couldn’t win, but most of all, he was nervous they would take you away from him. 

‘Doll, calm down’, he stood next to you, looking at his little brother, ‘Don’t worry, I won’t kill him’, you playfully giggled. 

‘Y/N? What hap-‘, ‘What happened to me?!’, you screamed at Shoto, ignoring the sight of Bakugo running towards his friend. ‘I’ve waited for you, for months I’ve waited for you two’, you pointed towards the traitors you once called friends. ‘I was tortured until I was throwing up blood, day after day’, you tried to stop shaking. ‘Y/N’, Shoto narrowed his eyes, ‘This isn’t y-’. ‘Interrupt me again, and I’ll kill him’, you tilted your hand in the air, nodding your head towards the man behind you, ‘He told me I was a freak, remember Bakugo? How you would call me that?’, you started giggling at the memory.  

Bakugo didn’t know what to say or what to do, he never felt this helpless before. 

‘We tried to find you! We searched day and night for you!’, Bakugo screamed, ‘W-we thought you were de-‘, ‘Ah, but I am’, you stopped smiling, ‘I am dead’. 

‘Doll, I think it’s time to go’, Dabi placed his hand on your shoulder, ‘No, I want to have some more fun’, you closed your hand that was next to your head. ‘No!’, you could see Shoto trying to stop himself from attacking you. ‘Don’t worry, he didn’t suffer’, you giggled after you heard the man’s head fall onto the ground, ‘I did though, I suffered Shoto’. ‘Y/N, you can still come ba-‘, ‘Wait!’, you widened your eyes, looking at Dabi , ‘Shoto’s my family now, isn’t he?’, ‘H-huh?’, you could hear Shoto was confused. ‘Ugh, are you dumb?’, you looked over your shoulder at him, ‘Since I’m dating your brother, you're kind of my brother-in-law’, you giggled before placing a quick kiss on Dabi’s cheek.

Dabi was just standing there, arms crossed. He knew he couldn’t get you out of there before you had your ‘fun’, he knew you were waiting for this opportunity to get your revenge. Thinking about it, that’s probably why you decided to take hostages at this mall so close to their agency in the first place. You wanted them to come. 

‘Icyhot, she’s not the same anymore’, Bakugo gritted through his teeth, ‘W-we did this’, Shoto balled his hands, ‘W-we promised-‘, ‘Oi, we looked for her, day and night! It’s not our fault-‘, ‘Say that again?’, you giggled while placing your knife against Bakugo’s throat. 

They were so busy talking about you, that they didn’t even notice you were walking up to them. 

‘Who tortured you?’, Shoto raised his voice, ‘Who took you from us?’. ‘Dabi’, you smiled playfully. ‘Then why are you blaming us?’, Bakugo hissed, knowing you could end him in a second thanks to your quirk. ‘Because you promised!’, you yelled at him, eyes filling with tears, ‘You promised to save me! I’ve waited for you, I stayed strong because I believed you!’. ‘Y/N, we really tried-‘, ‘You tried Shoto? Well, I tried to stay strong too. While you were lying comfortably in your bed at night, I was being strung to the ceiling, beaten, burnt, scarred. When you were eating your breakfast in the morning, I was trying to spit away the taste of blood and vomit in my mouth. When you were busy pretending to be a hero on TV, waving so proudly at everyone who was watching, I was freezing in a cold room, while the few clothes that covered my skin were sticking to it thanks to a mixture of blood and sweat. You’ve no idea what I’ve been through, Shoto’. 

‘Doll, let’s go’, Dabi yawned, ‘We’re not going to kill our greatest rivals, not yet anyway, right?’. 

Dabi tried to bring you back to earth, to bring you back to him. 

‘You did this to her’, Shoto yelled at his brother, ‘What have you done to her’. ‘Well, I think she just told you’, he shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. 

‘How can you love him?’, Bakugo looked down at you. ‘Love?’, you frowned at the word, ‘I don’t love him, I don’t love anything or anyone’. ‘He’s your boyfriend, isn’t he? That sawn-together puppet corrup-‘, ‘Speak ill of him one more time, and I’ll end you DynaMight’, you pressed the knife harder against his skin. 

You could hear Bakugo gasping when you called him by his hero name, you never did that before. 

‘Let’s go home, doll. You’ll get your chance another time. You know we can’t take them once Deku’s here’. 

‘Y/N please’, you widened your eyes in surprise when you could feel Shoto’s hand on your wrist, lowering the knife you had pressed against his friend’s throat. ‘D-don’t touch me’, you whispered. ‘I searched for you, I was still searching for you-‘, ‘You’re lying!’, you pulled away from his touch, burying your face into Dabi’s chest. ‘I’m not because-‘, ‘Icyhot, this isn’t the time’, sparks were coming out of Bakugo’s fists while he widened his stance. Now that you stopped pressing a knife against his throat, Bakugo was ready to fight. ‘I love you Y/N, I’m in love with you for years now’, Shoto said softly, ‘Every time you told me I was your favorite, every time you grabbed my shirt or jacket, pulling me behind you… You made me happy. You made me realize I don’t need to cover up my scar because you wear yours so proudly. You’re the only person that matters to me Y/N, please come home, with us. Deku will help you, we’ll help you’. 

‘Doll’, Dabi’s hand started shaking on your back, ‘Don’t listen to them. They saw you’ve killed someone, if we don’t leave now, they’ll throw you in jail’. 

You closed your eyes, memories flashing before you. It felt as if they were from some other life. Yes, you loved Shoto too, back when you were still you, back when you were the happy, silly, ignorant girl. 

‘Please’, you whimpered into Dabi’s chest, ‘T-take me home’, you started sobbing, ‘I don’t want to be here anymore’, tears started flowing from your eyes, ‘Please Dabi, please’. ‘Of course Doll’, Dabi kissed the top of your head, as if there weren’t 2 pro heroes standing behind you. 'Did you at least enjoy yourself?’, ‘Hm’, you nodded, ‘I want to go home now’. 

Dabi turned his back towards you, lowering himself a  little, so you could climb on his back. He always did that when you were crying. You liked the feeling of holding onto him tightly, as if you were a tiny monkey, wrapping your legs around his waist, arms around his neck… All while burying your face in the crook of his neck, taking in his scent. 

‘Oh, little brother?’, Dabi turned over his shoulder to look at him, ‘She’s mine, understood?’. ‘Tsk’, Bakugo gritted his teeth, ‘Icyhot, if you don’t stop me, I’ll kill him’. ‘No, you won’t’, you raised your hand without removing your face from Dabi’s neck, ‘I’ll kill you and Shoto if I hear you take a single step before we’re out of sight’. 

--- 

‘Icyhot?’, for once Bakugo was concerned about his friend, ‘I’m going to get her back Bakugo, I won’t break my promise’, Shoto looked at how you and Dabi disappeared in the distance, ‘This isn’t her’. ‘I never expected it to be her’, Bakugo replied, ‘All the mysterious killings for the past month, that was her, right?’, he closed his eyes, ‘It couldn’t have been anyone else but her’. ‘We’ll get her back’, Shoto walked towards the hostages, ‘I’ll take care of them, call Midoriya and tell him what happened’. For once Bakugo didn't yell at Shoto in response, for once he decided to keep his mouth shut and do what he was told.

[kingkatsuki]

Dammit Jo, what have you done to me. I have the filthiest dirty Kiri thoughts right now, and it's all your fault. Panty-stealing Kiri who makes you wear the panties once you discover he's stolen them. It drives him wild seeing you pull them on, knowing he just had them wrapped around his cock earlier that morning. Panty-stealing Kiri who peppers you with dirty words wrapped in a sweet tongue as he corners you against the wall and turns you around so your back is facing him, his big hands palming the meat of your ass.

"They look so cute on you, baby." he coos. "Now you'll smell like me, too. Don't you like that?"

And he knows you do, because he can smell the scent of your arousal, can feel the hot wetness of it as it starts to soak the fabric when he draws a lazy finger over your covered slit.

Panty-stealing Kiri who takes your soft whimper as an invitation to move the fabric aside and rub small, slow circles over your wet lips, fingers dipping and teasing.

"Stay still, babe..." he whispers into your ear, his hot breath unleashing goosebumps across your skin.

Then you hear it, the unzipping of his pants and not a moment, later, you feel the hot, thick head of his cock brushing against your folds, coating itself in your juices.

He groans, a deep low rumble that reverberates from his chest to yours as he has you pinned against the wall with his bulk, muscles caging you in.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt ya. Just need to feel ya." he whispers huskily.

You moan and your back arches without your permission, your ass grinding against him in need. He quiets you with little shushes drifting across the shell of your ear like butterfly wings.

"Just stay still." he says.

He rubs his cock against you, back and forth, the tip pushing into your wanton entrance just the smallest fraction. The burn is delicious, setting fire to your loins, the hot snake of desire coiling tight in your core. God, you want more of him, all of him.

But he doesn't give it to you. Instead, he pulls out, just to press the hard tip against your tight hole, again and again.

It's torture, plain and simple. You try to bear down onto his cock, to force him into you, but his thick hand on your hip stops you, holding you steady.

"I said stay still." he growls. "Don't wantcha to hurt yourself."

Then he starts pumping his cock, the hot head brushing against your entrance with each upward tug of his fist. The harder and faster he pumps, the sloppier his aim is, until his cock is brushing clumsily against your clit, sending electric shocks as your neglected hole spasms needily.

It's over too soon - he cums all over your entrance, your panties, your clit. Your riding the edge of your own orgasm, desperate to fall into oblivion with him, but it never comes. Instead, he lets out a satisfied sigh and plants a chaste kiss on the back of your head.

Then he's rearranging your underwear back into place, now cold and sticky with his seed. He leans back just far enough to admire his work, and gives your ass a playful slap.

"You look good like this, baby. You should keep those on."

I shamelessly fucking boarded this ask jfc it is PERFECTION. Imagine for the longest time you’ve noticed your panties going missing and of course you’d never suspect sweet, innocent Kirishima- until you catch him red handed- quite literally. Holding up the bright red fabric as he gives you a casual shrug like ‘whatcha gonna do?’.

When you said the fabric smells of him because it’s been wrapped around his cock and is probably covered in his cum and then he presses it against you😫😫😫

God and then if the imagery wasn’t going to end me the dialogue sure did.

Imagine- he knew he was going to be a tight fit but the moment he slips the thick head of his cock into your slick heat he just knows there’s no way he’s fitting in this time-

And when he pulls the panties back up with our cum spilling out of us and onto the fabric?😩

[kamisathoes]

YO IM GLAD YOU LIKED IT,, SAME PUPPY GIRLS ARE PERFECTION and i can't think a scenario where there's no breedin cause 😩😩 breeding kink is,, hot 🌚 that 70% is deserved... pls the thought of dem insides painted white cause you're so full of his cum,, cock pumping in and out of your sensitive puffy pussy, your folded legs giving full access to 'bedo, tail down so nothing gets in the way of his dick— he'll hold your thighs as he just hits your deepest parts in that position, your delicious moans urging him to go further and further. the way you desperately need to cling to him, feel his body against yours as he kept pounding your squishy and moist insides, the sound of his balls smacking your skin with no mercy making you dumb. maybe he'd be a bit surprised by your high libido, since you never told him about your heats— he's never seen you in such a whiny, needy state... the usually chirpy puppy girl, who got into trouble she could have avoided, chasing after cicins because she thought they were little toys at the start, helped him reorganize his lab with her tail wagging all over the place which somehow made him feel warm— suddenly craved for him to knock her up and fill her with his pretty cock? begged for it?

say no more. there will be no empty spaces, he ensures you will be full of his cum. after all, how can he hold back when you make such lewd faces and noises for him? and him only?

i am in heaven or well hell 🛐🛐 not me thinking about him brat-taming u around the "trouble you coul have avoided" part or smth— WAIT DON'T— gets bonked

AND HEY THAT'S GOOD TO KNOW :D HUGS just reading you've been well made me smile hh— what made ya feel good? is it just a good day or did something happen,, if i may ask? 💫 did he come home bby 👀🛐

as for me i've been pretty good myself! my summons suck tho cause i already used all of my primos for hu tao thoma and childe... so doubt i'll get albedo- im only at 22 pity, don't think i can reach that many primos before the banner ends :,) i might as well wait for the next rerun cause i know for a fact that if i spend my money on genshin i will get addicted... so i must hold back 😤

I GOT BEST BOY BENNETT THO THATS A BIG WIN FOR ME

HOW BOUT YOU WHAT DID YOU GET? 🛐🛐 best part is that the sword the event gives you is perfect for bedo is it not? so that's another win— PLS I HOPE HE COMIN HOME AT 30 PITY SOMEHOW MY GAME HAS TO DO MIRACLES WPNFRJRU

- Hug Anon

okay but albedo's pretty little puppy girl bouncing on his cock while he scratches her behind the ears <333 him rawing you on his desk, experiments long forgotten, while your tail wraps around him, pulling his cock deeper into your drippy cunt <33 i can imagine him tracking your heats, being sure to lock the door to his lab whenever they were due. maybe he would even be sure to edge himself, wanting to have lots and lots of cum to stuff into you when you needed it <333 you'd be whining about wanting your belly to be swollen with a litter of his pups, which would only make him thrust into you faster. i think i may be a whore for this man.

BRAT TAMER ALBEDO THOUGH ??? you can't just throw something like that out there and run :((( once he's finally used to his puppy, maybe she got super needy while sucrose or timaeus was in the lab, sitting on his lap to rut against his thighs. once they left he would sit and tell you how he didn't want to punish you, but his pretty pup needed to be taught a lesson <333 imagine him making you help out with one of his "experiments" as your punishment, only to feed you an aphrodisiac !! sweet bedo only wanted to see how long his pet could last without coming undone, though it would quickly turn into seeing how many times he could make you cum while you were extra sensitive <333

NOW TO SWITCH IT UP A SEC,, i'm just not feeling terrible anymore, so a little improvement can do wonders haha. i also did get albedo, definitely did not buy him CONGRATS ON BENNY THO !!! i don't really use him much but mine's c4 or 5 now since i got a couple copies of him <33 the event sword is also perfect for albedo !! i have it maxed out, just waiting for the next part of the event so i can get it to r5 :(( BUT GOOD LUCK THO BBY I HOPE U GET HIM AT LOW PITY