#It just fucking slaps okayyy

[coleslaww]

Still obsessed with this song.

[flimsyichigo]

it sucks wanting to be in a relationship when the guys in my school are fucking trash. like most of them are either too old (even worse to think abt since we’re all seniors) and/or fucking weird + racist.

and the girls… i don’t think i even wanna try honestly. none of them are really my type either.

there is like one dude left in my mental roster that i’m willing to take a chance with but like it’s mainly based on pure physical attraction. though he does share a lot of my interests based on what i overheard him talk abt with his friends (not overheard in a creepy ass way. they just sit behind me in one of my classes and they talk so damn much.) the thing is he seems pretty closed off and only seems to stick with his friend group and i’m awful at approaching ppl and making the first move so im not sure if anything’s gonna happen there💀

if it ends up going wrong with the last dude (aka find out he’s a piece of shit in someway or find out he’s a super senior) then i’ll just give on my entire school and pray i meet someone cool at a concert or barnes and noble or some shit

[shawtuzi]

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ thinking about bf!suguru giving you head for the first time and he’s such a fawking tease.

“c-c….u…g-g? sugu i don’t knowww please gimme more,” you sniffled, tugging at his jet black locs. suguru lifted his head from between your thighs, a shiny sheen of your essence coating his lips and chin.

“cmon baby use that brain, i know you know this,” and with that he went back to tracing letters against your clit. he was sure you’d figure out soon enough he was spelling his name. you bucked your hips up in protest, only for him to push you back down again, pinching your thigh as a warning.

you gripped the soft cotton of your sheets tightly, your thighs beginning to tremble from the never ending teasing. “s-s…u…g…*sniffle*…u…r-r…u-u? o-oh my goodness!” the second you got the last letter right suguru wrapped his lips around your swollen clit, his tongue drawing sloppy circles around it. your body went completely limp as he devoured you, the obscene sounds of him licking and sucking at your pussy echoing throughout your room.

suguru pulled his head back to look at your pussy in all its glory—glistening and puffy jus waiting for him to make her cum. “look at me,” his voice was low as he spoke, his tatted hand drawing hearts n swirls on the fat of your thigh. you sat up on shaky elbows, now locking eyes with suguru. without breaking eye contact with you his tongue lolled out, a glob of spit falling onto you throbbing clit.

you gasped, your thighs twitching at the action. he smirked at you, running his tongue over his bottom lip, “mm you like that cutie?” he asked, squeezing your thigh. you nodded slowly, your pupils dilating. suguru spread your folds, eyes flicking back to yours, “wan’ me to do it again?”

you didn’t say a word, instead bucking your hips up in need, a whimper bubbling in your throat. suguru flashed you grin, reminding you once more to keep your eyes on his before he spit on your pussy again, fighting back a chuckle at the way you whined. you were too cute.

“you’re such good girl…good pussy too, tastes so sweet i can stay down here all night. will you let me y/n? i promise i’ll treat her real good…real good,” suguru’s mouth latched onto your clit again, his hand reaching up to grasp at your breast over your tank top. you gave him a hand, pulling your top down to to expose your chest. “such a sweet girl,” he murmured against your pussy, nibbling gently on your clit.

suguru groaned when he felt both of your hands begin to tug at his hair roughly, pulling him impossibly closer to your center. geto was never one to deny someone of taking charge so he let you take the reins, his tongue completely lolling out of his mouth to allow you to use him.

you were restless, practically humping geto’s face as the knot in your stomach got tighter n tighter. suguru moaned rather loudly, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as you fucked his face. the second your needy eyes locked with geto’s just as needy ones you were cumming with a loud squeal, your hand slapping his shoulder out of instinct.

suguru pulled your body as close to his face as he could, licking and slurping up your cum as if he were a man starved. you rode out your orgasm as long as you could, your thighs beginning to shake from sensitivity. “o-okay sugu okayyy,” you whined, pushing at his head, but he just wasn’t letting up. his arms were now locked around your thighs, securing your pussy nice n close to his face.

“can’t stop now baby, not when i know i can make you cum harder than that,” his voice was sooo breathy and shaky, almost as if he’d came himself……

yeah, he came in his pants while you were cumming in his mouth sue him!

[cottonconnielvr]

okayyy, another idea inspired by tt !

now this one, i can say maybe connie had the boys over even though he promised spoiled!reader they were gonna have a date day! no drops, no games, no boys, just her and con! so when she’s met with a group of men circled around the tv she rebuttals by walking around without any panties 🫣 you may continue my lady🫶🏾

I LOVE THISS

✩

“I know I know, i’m sorry princesa. we can just do it tomorrow,kay?” Connie’s thumbs move rapidly on his ps5 controller, his eyes not leaving the tv. You could hear a few laughs coming from his homeboys that were sitting too comfortably on your couch.

You did nothing but roll your eyes, his “boys” eyeing you up and down, staring at your ass a little too long. You stomped out of the living room, going into your room and closing the door.

You were genuinely upset with Connie. You were looking forward to your date night, you guys planned something simple; do a little shopping, have dinner, smoke n fuck, then have a barbie movie marathon.

But as you were preparing to get ready, Connie blessed you with the news “Some of the guys r gonna come over for a bit, just chill a lil bit” You immediately grew upset.

There were times where you felt as if Connie would always choose the streets, drugs, and money before you. He handles his business everyday, is one night away from it so bad?

Hours later, you could still hear the sounds of him doing stupid shit with his friends. You scrolled through instagram, feeling annoyed. Just then you came up with a very very smart idea! You knew the consequence you were gonna have to face after doing this but it was worth it, this would most definitely catch Connie’s attention.

You walked out of your shared room in an oversized graphic tee. You walked to the kitchen, grabbing a pack of gushers out of the pantry.

“SO YOU MEAN TO TELL ME YOU CAN’T STACK WITH THE SAME COLOR?” Jean yells from his spot on the floor.

“NOOOOO YOU STACK BY NUMBER!!” Ony yells back, slapping the side of his head.

You rolled your eyes, loud ass mfs in my house

You walked over to Connie who was smoking a blunt, his hand immediately curving around your waist when you sat on his lap. Your shirt covered your bare glistening cunt, Connie’s muscular thigh pressing against you.

You held up a gusher to his mouth, him mindlessly eating it, passing the blunt to Eren.

“Pay attention to meee” You whispered to Connie, kissing up and down his neck. “I promise I gotchu right after they leave okay?” Your face went straight. You sat on his lap in defeat, you’ve never had to experience someone practically dismissing you.

Suddenly you dropped the package on the floor on purpose. You’d told up before bending down, flashing Connie your wet slit. You mentally smiled when you heard Connie stop talking. You stood up, walking to the trash can as if you were innocent.

You could feel Connie’s eyes on you, staring holes into the side of your face. “Y/N go in the room” He spoke out loud, causing you to look up.

At this point all his homeboys were staring. You could hear Eren snickering. Everyone in the room knew he was about to fuck your shit up, but they didn’t know why.

“Why?” You replied with the most sass and attitude you could generate. Connie didn’t say anything, just staring at you even harder if it was possible.

You sighed before rolling your eyes, walking into your room. Once your back was turned you couldn’t help but smile. I’m about to get dicked down, you sang in your head.

You could hear Connie dismissing all of his friends, finally

Your nerves began to rise just a bit when you heard the door close and lock. You hear Connie’s footsteps approaching your room.

“Fuck is your problem?” Connie closes the door behind it, locking that as well. You weren’t gonna run anywhere

“Connie you cancelled our fucking date night and then you act like you can’t even speak to me just because your “boys” are here” You snap at him, rolling your eyes before plopping back on the bed with your phone in hand, scrolling through instagram.

Before you can blink, Connie snatches your phone out of your hand. “Watch your mouth. I get that you’re upset but that doesn’t mean you walk around with no fucking panties on!” You roll your eyes once again. “Stop rolling your fucking eyes before I get ‘em stuck” Connie’s tattooed hand wraps around your throat, daring you.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as Connie harshly thrusts up into you. You can’t feel your legs and your arms are shaking, tired from holding up all your weight.

You found yourself in this position often but nothing could explain how exhausting it was. Connie stood in front of the bed, his hands on your waist as he dragged you back on him.

“I..i-m..mhm.. i’m so s-sorry” Your voice whined out, arms going limp as you fall face down on the bed. You can hardly breathe, your cunt tightening around Connie. “I’m sorry too…fuck! s-shit” Connie whines as he follows you down, his body practically on top of you.

He flips you over with one hand, his dick staying stuffed inside you. He looks at your dazed expression, your eyes glossy and lips pouty. “Gonna be good for me hmm?” Connie hums, his thumb rubbing at your clit.

“Y-yes!! I’m sorry…s-slow please” Your hand presses at his lower stomach. Connie only shakes his head, grabbing both of your hands and pining them above your head. His head finds home in the crook for your neck, licking and sucking all over your exposed skin.

His thrusts became more fluid, his hips moving harder against yours. You could feel him everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, you unexpectedly came around him. Connie winced as you squirted around him, triggering his orgasm.

He only fucked into you harder, your mind going blank.

“S-so good mami! F-fuck…” His voice trailed off, whiny and desperate. His thrust slowed to a halt, he looked at you. Your eyes were closed and your lips were parted.

“Always falling asleep” Connie thought to himself before kissing you awake.

[rowarn]

okayyy but simon and kyle both fucking your ass at the same time and leaving your cunt completely untouched

YESYES!!!! they're so mean abt it too )-:

kyle coos sweetly telling you to just ask!!! he'll touch your clit for you if u just ask!!! but the second u do simon is reaching around and slapping kyle's hand away with a stern "cum like this or not at all" and kyle just gives you a shit eating grin bc he knew it was gonna be pointless, he just wanted to hear u beg and see the look of devastation on ur face when u were denied )-:

[targaryenrealnessdarling]

Playing With Fire

24/12: A Fancy Party & Praising - modern!Aemond Targaryen Word Count: 2.1k~ | Warnings: raunchy texts, pussy slapping, public sex, p in v sex, praise, dirty talk A/N: missed these two??? It's our Perfect Score duo!

12 Days of Smuff Masterlist

She hates these events. Hates the pomp and ego. Her situation has changed but the figure skating business certainly hadn't.

Since returning to Singles, Rhaenys had encouraged her to get involved in it all again, as much as she knew she loathed it. Connections were everything after all. And she supposed it was an excuse to have a glass of bubbly.

Rhaenys was in her usual flawless getup. A floor length pale blue, with the corset littered with sparkles. Except this time, instead of dragging her around by her forearm, she'd bought her doting husband, Corlys, and was dragging him around instead.

She gravitated instantly to Baela and Rhaena, dressed in matching blues. Baela wore a skin tight dress without sleeves and it was such a dark blue that in some light, it could've been black. Whereas Rhaena matched her blue to Rhaenys, bar all the sparkle, since she insisted it was 'tacky'.

She'd rolled her eyes at that.

Some things never change.

"Hello, you", she turned to find a familiar face, voice and mop of curly brown hair.

"Jace!"

He gave her a tight-lipped smile and a friendly hug somehow without really touching her, "nice to see you out on the ice again."

"Oh, you know me, can't keep away", she smirked, throwing a lock of waved hair over her shoulder.

Yet another familiar face poked from the shadows, "miss me?"

Both Jace and her smiled brightly, "Cregan, nice to see you!"

"You too," he smiled, "fucking hate these things."

She gave a dry laugh, "yeah, me too. Just an excuse to have some fancy food really."

Cregan laughed, "at least you're honest."

As the glasses of bubbly began to work their magic, her head swirling pleasantly, she watched Jace and Cregan laugh with each other, and then Baela and Rhaena alike.

There was a full ache in her chest, tapping her fingernails against the glass flute, wishing that a certain person was also here to accompany her.

She had respected Aemond's decision to not attend events such as this.

He would support her at matches, cheering from the sidelines, even watching when she practised, sometimes joining her, but he couldn't for the life of him force himself to go to an event where he might catch a glimpse of Alys Rivers.

He'd get no judgement from her for that.

Besides, if Alys Rivers ever dared to show her face in the same building as her, she'd face her wrath.

She finds herself, absentmindedly sipping the tart prosecco, her third she notes, listening to Corlys Velaryon harp on about how amazing Rhaenys was in her day. How sensually she moved, how she used to wink at him from the sidelines and-

“Okayyy…I think I've heard just about enough.” She says awkwardly. Without that he might have gone on forever.

“Apologies. I can't say enough things to describe her.��

She nods, “I'm lucky to have her as a manager, certainly. Excuse me.”

She blinked a few times as she slid away, through the brilliantly dressed people, downing the rest of her bubbly as she pushed the glass doors towards the back of the hall to get some fresh air.

She fanned herself with her hand, feeling all hot from the humid air vaped off everyone’s bodies inside. Her phone illuminates her face as she pulls it from her clutch, a smile rising to her lips to find Aemond’s name as the most recent contact to have sent her a message.

She laughed quietly, her thumbs moving quickly to reply, heart all aflutter.

There’s a long quiet. Those three lines to say he’s replying come on, then off, then on again.

Um.

What. 

Okay. What the fuck.

Her eyes were like saucers, the cold blue light bouncing off them as she stared at his response.

Gods, what the fuck was Aemond on??

She found herself looking around briefly.

Aemond hadn't known what she'd worn. How could he have?

She was stunned for a moment, her thumbs unmoving as her eyebrows furrowed at her screen in confusion.

It was a good job she was outside, the squeal she let out bounced off the walls when she felt two hands sliding around her waist.

If she were a different person, she'd have used her clutch as a weapon, it was certainly heavy enough.

But in the end she's glad she didn't as she whips around to be greeted with the familiar smirk, platinum tied-back hair and mismatched eyes of Aemond.

Her phone nearly falls from her hands in shock, "Aemond, what the fuck?!"

He chuckles breathily, "Nice to see you too, princess."

"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked, gaining her breath back slightly, her chest feeling hot but at the same time, a smile rising to her lips at his presence. Stupidly, seeing him is just what she needed.

"Thought I'd come and see my girl, only to find that yet again that cunt Northerner is trying to get into her pants."

She swallowed at the way he'd said it, all low and halfway between flirty and angry. And ashamed as she is to say it, a warmth drifts between her thighs, her insides clenching around nothing, remembering perhaps the borderline dirty words he'd typed over text.

"I was...just being nice-"

"Oh were you now?" he drones, leaning forward impossibly close, a platinum strand falling from behind his ear to frame his sharp features. His hand on the wall on one side of her head feels close, half caging her in and the anticipation of his proximity is suffocating.

His gaze drops to her outfit, akin to the one she wore when her and Aemond had to attend their first shmoozing event back when they worked in Pairs.

"You do look gorgeous," he starts, humming appreciatively, "I remember you wearing something like this back when we hated each other."

"We didn't hate each other." She rolls her eyes, not able to help the smile that quirks at her lips.

But Aemond cocks his head, narrowing his gaze, "Uh huh, sure. Well you hated me then," he grins, "in any case, princess, I'm not sure I can wait for us to ditch this place."

Her lips part, unsure what he means until he has her pressed to the wall, his tall, broad form easily framing her in to trap her, rather enjoying the lost, dumb look on her face as his fingers trickle down to the hem of her dress.

"Aemond!" She whisper shouts, looking around as her face burns at the thought of being so brazen out in public like this. If anyone came through those horrendous glass doors... the thought has her core throb with danger and her skin alight with nerves.

"What? I promised, didn't I?" He muses, his lips descending to place open-mouthed kisses on her neck, below her ear, "I said I'd fuck you stupid."

Yes, but I didn't think you meant here, is all she's able to think.

But her mouth fails to move as he rucks up her dress to her middle, surprised in himself to find there was nothing beneath.

"Trying to impress someone?"

"Can't wear underwear with this dre-ah!"

She has to cover her mouth when Aemond slaps her harshly right onto her hot core, throbbing with want for him by now she's sure. The action, so lewd and exciting, has her clenching around nothing.

"Yeah yeah, don't want your pathetic fucking excuses, princess," he utters darkly, his tongue running over the bit of skin he'd just bitten lightly, and she mewls, turning into a choked moan the second he eases two fingers into her.

She's not as wet as she would be with some preparation, but right now that's half the thrill. She's still excited enough from his words over text alone that there's no pain but only the stretch of his fingers as he crooks forwards, brushing that spot inside her that has her toes curling in her heels.

She grabs his wrist, "fuck-Aemond-"

"There it is. Such a dirty fucking girl for me, aren't you."

She nods feebly, not even really listening, too focussed on tightening her grip on him as he pistons two fingers into her, the tightness in her belly beginning to crest as Aemond brushes her sweet spot with every push inside.

"Fuck-I can feel you tightening around me you little slut."

He punctuates it with yet another wetter slap as he pulls his digits from her, making her let out a muffled squeal.

She barely has time to crack her eyes open before Aemond is pressed up against her, his hands grasping her thighs to pull her up the wall against him. He only really needs one hand to do it, his chest anchoring hers to him as his other fumbles with his belt.

"Tell you what, if you can be quiet for me, I'll let you cum." He breathes against her lips, his jaw all tense like this is all he's been able to think about since he saw her.

"Aemond, wai-"

He doesn't.

Both of them have to stifle a sort of relieved moan as he slides into her, the stretch of him never failing to steal the air from her lungs. Her arms tighten around his back, all ideas of being caught or the fact that there are several dozen people inside the building next to them right at this moment, is completely distant.

The first genuine thrust he gives makes her want to cry out, but she thinks better of it and presses her lips together, each movement of himself inside her making that task ten times harder. But the prospect of not being allowed fulfilment is the thing that keeps her from it.

"That's my girl - that's my good fucking girl - doing so well-"

She's ashamed to say how the praise shoots straight to her core, tightening around him so impossibly much that she swears Aemond fucking whines when he tries to push inside her again.

"Aw, did you like that, baby? - do you like being my good girl?"

She's not sure if she nods or if it's the force of Aemond's brutal thrusts that is making her head move, but he takes it as confirmation nonetheless.

"Fuck - I could stay buried in your pretty little pussy all fucking day -" he muses, his voice all strained the longer he continues his rapid pace, his skin that pokes out from beneath his shirt meets hers with a soft slap, her face heating up when she feels that her slick is beginning to come away on him each time.

And she knows she's done for as soon as his hand drifts down between her legs, his thumb playing with her pearl with the aid of her arousal.

And he expects me not to make a sound or cum? she thinks to herself.

She keeps herself together through sheer stubbornness if anything, the two overwhelming pleasures at once threatening to have her topple over the edge at any moment.

"My perfect girl - come on, I can't wait any longer, want you to fucking soak my cock, come on-"

He almost sounds impatient, and if the needy tone of his voice doesn't propel her into rapture, the way he presses his thumb against her clit certainly does. And she falls over the edge with a muffled whine into his neck, near sobbing with pleasure as Aemond doesn't let up, fucking into her with abandon to chase his own when he feels the way she clamps around his length.

She lets out another moan to chase the last as she feels Aemond's shuddered breath and the warmth fills her as he hits his own high. Staying like that for a brief, warm moment, before he sets her down on wobbly feet.

He grins at the exhausted look on her face as he pulls her dress down, not missing the way he's already started to leak out of her. But he can't talk, he's all flushed in the face as well, tugging his trousers back over his hips.

She adjusts her hair, all frizzy from the moisture in the cold winter air.

"Come on then." He grins wolfishly.

He walks the opposite direction she expects. And her brows furrow in confusion as Aemond heads to the glass doors, to go inside the venue.

"Where are you going?"

"Can't go without at least saying hello to everyone, now can I? Maybe I'll speak to Cregan Stark."

Her mouth hangs open in shock, "Aemond-"

Your cum is running down my thighs. She wants to say.

And he seems to understand, based on the way he smirks at the warmth that graces her cheeks in embarrassment, "Come on, princess, don't be rude now."

She bites her lip in annoyance, hooking her arm into his.

If she didn't love him, she'd kill him.

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[julietsbody]

beg me — modern ! coriolanus snow + reader : you ask coriolanus to leave your boyfriend alone, and he will, at a cost.

tags : 18+! MDNI! cheating, reader has a bf, blowjobs, begging, face slapping, facefucking, explicit consent, spit kink

a/n : this is something i was been silently working on before my break.. so im finally posting it

coriolanus snow always thought he was above everyone, he was an asshole, especially in college. frats didn’t accept him because he had an eyebrow piercing and refused to take it out, he also liked to give himself stick and pokes, and he wore ‘disturbing’ t - shirts. what about cannibal corpse is disturbing?

and coriolanus could never go through his problems by himself, god no. are you stupid? that idea is revolting to him.

so he takes it out on the people around him, more specifically, the guy in his computer science class. if you thought you knew what a nerd was, you clearly had never met this guy. it was almost pathetic. so who wouldn’t bully him? and coriolanus knows, oh it’s not highschool anymore grow up! no, he thought it was funny to pick and pull at the man who wears ‘science rocks!’ shirts.

what he never expected, though, was that the man had a girlfriend— and that the same girlfriend would wound up at his doorstep one day, furiously knocking at his dorm door.

“one second!” he grumbles, rolling himself out of bed, naps in between classes were always his weakest moments. his clothes were disheveled when he stood, did he sleep in his jeans from earlier— maybe.

you start knocking again, and he audibly groans, running his hand over his face as he approaches his door. he finally opens it midway through your knock, only to find you, a girl dressed in pink and frills, a sorority girl. what a fucking joke.

clearly you thought the same because you stared at him like you didn’t even want to be there— so why were you?

“hello?” he mumbles out, voice raspy from his sudden awakening.

you stare at him for a minute, eyes trailing down to the dog - tag that hangs around his neck, his korn shirt— what the fuck is a korn, and his messy, loose jeans. your eyes snap back up to his face when he clears his throat, “i need to talk to you.”

he squints his eyes at you, “okayyy.. why?”

“because you won’t leave my boyfriend alone,” your arms cross, and coriolanus’ eyebrows furrow.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about, really,” he defends.

you counter it, “you don’t?”

“i just said i didn’t,” at least his attitude matches the look on his face, bitter and confused.

“you won’t stop bothering him, like seriously— he tells me about it all the time, do you have to be such an asshole?”

he pauses, “i think you’ve got the wrong dorm, doll.”

“doll?” you scoff, “i’m josh’s girlfriend, you dick.”

his eyes widen as his lips part into a surprised smile, laughing shortly, “this is a joke, right?”

“no, it’s not— leave my boyfriend alone,” you look so entirely serious.

he’s not buying it, “..okay— i’ll leave your ‘boyfriend’ alone.”

he moves to close the door in your face, but just before it inches to it’s close, your hand pauses it, flat against the wood as you push it back open. you look angrier now, he can’t really tell when you also look so sweet, “do you not believe me?”

“do you want me to be honest?”

“i would like for you to be,” you tilt your head to side ever so slightly.

he tips his chin up, a sign of his entitlement, “i don’t think that guy could pull anyone, let alone you.”

“well, isn’t that sweet,” you suck your teeth, “i’m serious, snow, leave him alone.”

“what if i don’t want to?” his eyebrow cocks, piercing shining in the hallway light.

“you’re gonna want to,” is that a threat?

“how come your boyfriend isn’t saying this himself? does he not have a mouth?”

“we both know you wouldn’t listen to him,” you frown, and he nods his head slightly.

“so, you really want me to leave him alone?” a small smile is curving his lips, again, that godforsaken cheshire cat smile.

“i do, i’m sick of hearing about you,” you snap back.

“is that so?” his voice suddenly becomes softer, “i think you should beg.”

“what?”

“beg me to leave your boyfriend alone.”

you hesitate for a second, “are you fucking stupid?”

“right,” he scoffs, moving to push the door to a near close, “i’ll keep bothering your boyfriend, then.”

you immediately push it to an open again, “no, no— fine, god.”

you push your way into his dorm, rolling your eyes and allowing your lips to part once more, “so embarrassing— i can’t be seen with you.”

“i’m embarrassing? how?” he cocks his head to the side, pushing his door to a close.

“look at yourself,” your arms cross, and he only smiles.

“aren’t you supposed to be begging?”

“god— you’re such a fucking weirdo,” you sigh, “please, leave my boyfriend alone.”

he hums, “that’s not begging.”

“come on— just, give him a break,” you frown up at him, those doe eyes, god, maybe he should tease your boyfriend more so you can come over more often.

“you’re not begging me, why should i leave him alone if you aren’t doing what i ask?” he pushes at his rings, twirling them around on his finger.

you pout ever so slightly, finally caving so he can shut up, “please, coriolanus, please, just leave him alone.”

“get on your knees,” he smiles so sweet it makes you sick.

god, what if josh heard about this.. “are you psychotic?”

“not sure,” he shrugs simply, “i need you to properly beg for me to actually consider it.”

you look away from him as you sigh, finally moving to your knees in front of him. he takes a step closer, smile widening at how easily you do what he asks, despite your slight pushback, you still did it. his lips part to speak again, “look at me.”

you do exactly that, making him chuckle, “leave my boyfriend alone, snow.”

“i’m not hearing please,” his fingers graze your chin.

“please, leave my boyfriend alone— please,” the cool of the hard floor is already forming bruises on your pliant skin.

he notices the way you shift uncomfortably, but also, something about being in this position has your thighs rubbing together. to be on your knees in front of someone, especially someone you heard many rumors about, rumors akin to him having a big dick, being a good fuck. you had always wanted to know, really, if they were true— you just never said anything. but josh, your boyfriend, sweet josh, you can’t do that to him.

can you?

his thumb rubs against your bottom lip, making you shiver, and suddenly the thought of josh becomes a distant memory.

“you know— if i do leave josh alone, ‘m gonna be bored,” he mumbles, voice dripping of salted dark chocolate, “who will i have left to bother?”

“find someone,” your lips purse around his thumb, “anyone.”

“anyone?” he chuckles lightly.

“anyone, whoever you want,” you sound desperate.

his pants feel tight, “whoever i want?”

you nod quickly, making him speak again, “what if i said i wanted you?”

you swallow, he feels it, as much as he feels your cheeks heat up— in his green eyes, you’re reminded of josh’s once more, “but josh..”

“what about him?” he sounds so fucking innocent, “you should forget about him.”

“i don’t know, snow—“ but you do know, you know that you would want nothing less than to suck his dick.

“tell me the truth, doll, because you keep looking at my dick,” he smirks knowingly.

god, he was insufferable, “i— i want to, i want to forget about him, i want..”

“want what?”

“you.”

“oh, sweet girl,” he dips his thumb into your mouth, admiring the way your lips immediately close around it.

eventually he pulls his hand away, helping move to tug his pants down, moving to do the same to his boxers but you quickly shift to help him, moving the boxers down his legs and admiring his cock— did he have a fucking prince albert piercing? the length of it made your breath hitch, as well as the girth, you could already feel the ache of your jaw.

he doesn’t even have to ask you to open your mouth, you’re already doing it, hand placed at his base to hold his dick in place as you place sloppy open mouthed kisses on his dick. his eyebrows furrow at the pleasure that courses through his veins at such a simple, teasing, action, “fuck, didn’t even have to ask you—“

he’s cut off by a grunt when your tongue suddenly trails on the underside of his cock to his tip, jaw falling slack so you can take him in with surprising ease. his hand moves to place itself on your hair, threading through it and tugging your head to bob on his cock, the sounds of saliva bubbling in the back of your throat as his tip hits it becoming his favorite. to hear you gag and sputter on his cock until he pulls away and admires your already messed up makeup, wow, josh should’ve sent his girlfriend sooner.

“so fucking pretty, hm?” he taps your cheek ever so slightly, then smack! he slaps you across the face, surprised by the way you smile at it, “you should leave josh— for me, i could treat you better.”

you shake your head, which only makes him chuckle, moving your mouth back on his cock. you take him so well, it’s addictive the way your moans vibrate against his tip, the sensitivity of your throat, the way your tongue lies flat on the underside of his cock, tracing the vein there. and god, you loved the way you could feel his piercing on your tongue.

to fall for an emo man like coriolanus, it was humiliating, but to be here on your knees, coriolanus’ hips thrusting harshly into your mouth, words can’t even express the amounts of embarrassment you felt. he pauses for a second after you’re coughing on his dick, only to lean down and spit on your face. you groan around his cock, pulling off, “you’re fucking crazy—“

you move to wipe it off, he frowns, “don’t wipe it off, doll.”

“‘m not gonna have your disgusting spit on me,” you snap back.

he fake pouts, “that’s not nice, doll.”

you roll your eyes, moving back on to his cock, looking away from him. he grunts, speaking again, “look at me.”

and you do, you look so perfect it has his dick pulsing in your mouth already. he slaps your face once more before his thrusts get sloppier, eventually pushing your head down to his base, cock twitching inside of your mouth as white spurts coat the back of your throat. he groans into the air, only pulling out when you slap his thigh.

you cough, trying to catch your breath as he moves to tug his boxers and jeans back over his softening cock.

“are you going to leave him alone now?” you move to a stand, glaring at him, as if you weren’t just sucking his dick.

he shrugs, “maybe.”

of course he won’t.

[aviradasa]

Teenage Leolas first partner is a human?How will you and Aaravos react?

Aaravos x reader hc!

Ask and you shall receive! This was such a cute idea, and I couldn't resist lol. Also again sorry it this is shitty I'm extremely exhausted and am writing this from my phone late at night, lol also sense this probably is shitty I'm happy to announce I'm going to be making a series based off of the Aaravos family hcs I've posted which will be more in depth and fun!

I'll link the other hcs here

Masterlist

Aaravos introducing you to his daughter

Aaravos getting ready to propose to you with leolas help

You and Teenage!Leola sync up that time of month and Aaravos is done

{Fluff} Warnings:none!

@josmarney23 @delusional-mushroom @imsimping4life

It was a beautiful day out, and you and Aaravos were just chilling out studying the universe and all of its secrets with no worries in the world

That was until your 16 year old daughter Leola walked in looking a little too nervous for your taste

"Hey, mom..dad.I have something to tell you!" She says with an awkward smile as she waves her hands up and down in front of her, a nervous stim she's had since she was a little girl.

But it just makes you and your husband more concerned

You look at Aaravos with confusion and concern and are a little disappointed when he gives you the same look back before you both turn towards leola once more.

"What did you do?" Aaravos asks

"Did you kill someone? It's ok if you did, we can help you take care of that." You join in with a straight-face

"Yes, if that's the case, don't worry, me and your mother can handle that. It was probably only an accident!" Aaravos agrees as you as you both stand up and approach your daughter.

"What? No! I didn't hurt. Or kill anyone! I just wanted to tell you that me and Michael decided that we want to be together! ( I decided cause I'm lazy that the boy holding her hand in the picture that I made the title card is gonna be her partner for this!)

You and Aaravos share a look of shock.

Like, excuse me. Your little unicorn has a boyfriend? YOUR DAUGHTER?

"Wait, who is Michael again?" You ask; the name sounds familiar, but it's hard for you to remember all of the Leolas friends as she makes so many new ones all the time.

Aaravos, on the other hand, is too busy trying to comprehend what his sweet daughter said. He doesn't even hear you ask her who Michael is. he just folds his hands together like a prayer, lifting them up to his face with eyes so wide they look like they are about to pop out of the socket

In response to your question,leola rolls her eyes and walks out the front door before rentering, pulling a tall human boy into your house by the arm. Once leola releases him, he gives a little wave. "Hello, there!" He says nervously with a smile laced with a bit of fear.

NOW you remember him. He is one of Leola's childhood friends. They used to play outside together with all the others. Before you can say anything, though, Aaravos speaks first.

"No, absolutely not. No. It was nice meeting you, boy." He says with a straight face. You give him a small slap on the arm and a stern look

"What? Dad, what do you mean?" Leola asks in confusion

"No. Just No." He says again.

"Why not? Are you mad he's a human or something?" Leola shoots back. Before it can escalate though, you interfere

" That has nothing to do with. It has to do with the fact that he looks at least 30." (Please tell me you get the reference, lol)

"DAD HES MY AGE! YOU'VE MET HIM BEFORE!" Leola shouts, which honestly gives you the sign to stop this before it gets out of hand

"Okayyy that's enough." You say to them.

You mouth a small apology to leola and Michael before you grab your husband and go to the next room for a moment, and as you're walking out, you see leola facepalm before crossing her arms in frustration. Michael quickly jumped to her aid. He gets a few points for that

Once you get into the next room and close the door you scold the fuck out of your husband

"Aaravos, what is your problem? You know damn well he's not 30! If you don't stop and give the kid a chance, I'm gonna knock you out."

"You won't even have the chance to knock me out before -"

"Oh my gods, once again, what is your problem it's completely normal for kids there, age -"

"I still don't like it!"

"Why not cause it's a human boy she brought home?"

"I never said that!"

"Well, that's what she's getting from it!"

"I don't like it 'cause She is my little girl. I'm not having some human boy mess up her life. she's not ready for that torment."

"Oh, she is fine. It's some puppy love, and she's known that boy for years he wouldn't hurt her! besides, there is nothing we can do about it that won't drive her away from us!"

"Oh, there is definitely something I CAN do about it.-" "Oh, don't you even think about it. That won't end well for anybody!"

"Yes, it will. It will end well for you, Leola, and me"

"If you touch one hair on that boy's head, you're sleeping outside. May the gods strike me down if I'm lying!"

"I suppose they will have to! Cause I'm not allowing this."

"No, we are not doing that. We are going to go out there. Talk to them like adults. And make a decision based on facts and information they provide!"

Your overlapping arguments end up being overheard in the next room, where Leola and Michael are standing. She covers her face with her hand and shakes her head back and forth in embarrassment as Michael reassures her it's fine.

This goes on for a while before you exit the room with a victorious smile. Aaravos follows behind you with a disapproving sigh. Yet he still complies

You decide to sit down and talk. Asking (interrogating) Michael about his life, his family, his intentions with his daughter (Aaravos),

Michael was a farm boy from next door. He had been friends with Leola for years, but he was a shy kid and tended to blend in with the group (which explains why you and Aaravos forgot he existed)

after a nice conversation (plus some cryptic threats)(Aaravos), you both come to the decision to allow them to continue dating. But you and Aaravos insisted on meeting this boy's parents.

Leola is honestly so happy that you guys didn't care that he was human. She was just a little peeved that her dad was being overprotective.

By the way, that never stops. He is always going to be overprotective of his little girl. No matter if she is 16 or 9000, he is always gonna be ready to hide a dead body for her, and you are right there with him.

But anyways

Once everything is settled and you guys send Michael home, you both sit down with just leola and talk to her alone, and luckily, everything adds up!

As time goes on, y'all practically just adopt Michael as a son. Who cares if he has parents of his own. He's always at you guys' house anyway 🤣

Even Aaravos starts to like Michael a little bit after he shows an interest in magic and philosophy

Sometimes, when Michael stays for dinner, he and Aaravos will just be full-on geeking about this stuff while you and Leola just chuckle about it

Aaravos will deny warming up to Michael, though. He will still be like, "No, I don't like him." But everyone knows he's lying, and you and Leola laugh at him.

Though if Michael ever hurts Leola ( he wouldn't dream of it. This is just a what-if), he's got you and Aaravos on his ass in a heartbeat.

All he can do is pray and beg for mercy at that point cause running is not an option. There is nowhere he could ever run that you and Aaravos would not find

Nobody ever hears from him again

Ever

But you guys do get a pretty cool coin to add to the collection; alongside that, you guys don't let Leola date after. If she's hurt once, y'all are not letting it happen again.

But other than that, yall are pretty cool about it and don't really care too much human, elf,boy, girl, they, who cares as long as your little girl is happy you guys are happy with her

[blkkasa]

Basketball Player! Connie x Instagram Model! Black Oc

Summary: you being his number one biggest fan (🤭)

Contexts/Warnings: a short-long fic, modern, short smut, fluff, famous instagram model black oc (Aya), a well-known basketball player connie springer, etc.

Notes: i made this because i missed writing fics and stuff but keep in mind... this is my first time writing a fic on this app so don't expect it to be perfect in any way.

Word Count: 1232

"GO CONNIE! YOU CAN DO THIS"

He heard his girlfriend's voice and smiled while playing basketball. Everything about her motivates him to do anything, and all thanks to Sasha for introducing them to each other.

Aya and Sasha are sitting at the bleachers watching Connie from a distance but Sasha is having a problem getting no responses or answers from her other best friend.

"Aya, have you heard from Mikasa lately? Like... she isn't answering my calls or texts and here I am asking you where she's at" Sasha gets annoyed at her phone and looks at Aya like she's finna throw a fit at her.

"No girl. I haven't but if you do please remind me because... I need her to help me out picking outfits to wear for my next photoshoot next week."

"Oh don't worry bestie, I'll let you know but thanks for trying though. Ugh! Mikasa needs to answer her phone these days" Sasha whines.

Aya giggles at her friend's complaints about her best friend. She receives a message from her mom telling her to call her little sister at 5:00. "Okay mama..." She rolls her eyes while liking her mom's message and putting her phone back in her purse.

(2 hours later) The game ends and Connie's team wins.

Aya runs up to her boyfriend and gives him the biggest hug yet.

"Baby I'm so proud of you" She kisses him as she says this.

"Thank you mamas. I love you princess." He smiled at her and they both walked to the door by the lockers where the boys can grab their things out of their lockers.

"I'll wait out here while you grab your things."

"Okay beautiful" He winks at her.

Aya was worried about everything, her mom, her friends, and especially her boyfriend. She thought about what would happen tomorrow since it was going to be a long day. She scrolls on her phone looking at her friends' and celebrities' posts, liking them as if she hasn't been active on there since three weeks ago after her last photoshoot. Connie comes back with his things and sneaks behind her to give her a hug and give her neck kisses.

"Hey love, I'm back and I also have a surprise for you at my house" He smirked, loving everything about her.

" Oh? A surprise? For me?" She giggles

"Yes for you mamas" He chuckled and grabbed her by her hand and they walked towards Sasha.

"You're so sweet, you know?" Aya looked at him with glee and kissed him on his cheek.

"Yes princess" He kissed her hand and smiled.

"OH SHIT HEY GUYS" Sasha looked at them and hugged them

"Yo sasha wassup" Connie hugged her back and they did their little signature handshake.

"Hey sash" Aya winked at her

"Oh my gosh. You guys are would never believe what just happened to me"

"What happened?" The couple looked at her confused and interested at what Sasha was going to say.

"So... this beautiful man came up to me and asked me out on a date and bro. When I tell yall, i was screaming. I WAS SCREAMING but not to loud" Sasha was smiling so hard and cheesy about this dream boy.

"Okayyy boo" Aya cheered for her

"Oh shit sasha has finally found her a guy" Connie laughs

"Okay... not too much" Sasha rolled her eyes and smacked him by his arm

"No but in all seriousness he better treat you right or ill beat the shit outta his ass. Like i don't fucking play that shit" Connie huffed.

"Connie, chill... it's fine" Sasha chuckled

Jean and Eren came by them after communicating with the team.

"Wassup guys" The boys came towards them

"Oh shit is that Aya??" Eren looked at her and hugged her

"Heyyyy renn" She hugged him while jokingly slapped the back of his head and ran behind connie from him.

"OW???" He looked so shocked to the point that he didn't even process what just happened to him.

"my bad" Aya laughed

The group walked to the parking lot and said goodbyes to each other.

"Hey babe?"

"Yes mamas?" He turned to look at her while walking to his car.

"So... this morning after you left, my mama called me about something and i wanted to ask you... are you available next week? Because I asked my boss if you would like to participate in my photo shoots?"

"Really??? Yes, pretty girl, anything for you" He kissed her and opened the door for her.

"Yayyy omg" She hugged and got inside his car.

Connie got inside the driver's seat, buckled up, and drove home. He grabs her thighs and squeezed them while focusing on the road. Aya groaned a bit and moved his hand between her legs, letting him do the work. He gets to the red light and looks at her while putting his hand inside her pants. She groaned a bit louder after he rubbed her cunt, looking at her and smirked.

"You like this huh mamas?" He winked at her and rubbed her cunt a little faster.

"Ngh... yes" She moaned.

The light turned green and before he drove home, he drove into an empty parking lot where nobody could see them.

He unbuckled his seatbelt, removing his hand from her beautiful cunt while letting her remove her seatbelt, and got on top of his lap.

They made out for 10 minutes and removed all their clothes off. They switched places and he began to devour her.

"f-fuck! connie.... a-ah!" She gripped his neck for support while her legs were around his shoulders.

"You taste so good mama... shit! i could do this all day with you princess" He kisses and licks her up until she cums. He devoured her for 5 minutes. He kissed her thighs and bit them giving her bite marks.

"c-connie.... oh! you f-feel... s-so good... ngh!" She looks at him with teary eyes while he fingers her.

"ngh... mamas... you look so damn gorgeous crying for me, fuck...!" He fingers her faster until she cums on his face.

"FUCK" She cummed all over him.

They sat back to their seats and heavily breathed for 5 minutes trying to get their breaths back.

"Hey pretty girl, when we get home ill run us some bath water and order pizza. okay?"

"Okay babe." She blew him a kiss.

Connie looked at his phone checking any messages his friends or family sent him. He received 100 messages from the gc, 20 messages from his mom, and 5 messages from Jean.

"Shit. That's alot of fucking messages" He sighed.

Aya giggled at him and put her clothes back on while he did the same. They drove home without saying a word to each other.

(20 minutes later)

"Hey princess, I got your surprise in the room. go look" He carried her inside the house and put her down on the floor to take their jackets and shoes off.

Aya walked to their room and saw flowers, chocolate, candles, two presents, and an envelope on their king sized bed.

"OMG!! FOR ME?? THANK YOU SO MUCH BABY" She hugged so hard and gave him face kisses.

"Yes babe everything is yours, who else would i give it too" He laughed and kissed her face.

"It doesn't matter. all i know is that this stuff is mines" She smiled and closed the door.

@blkkasa

Notes: so if yall want visuals of Aya, Connie, and their fits in this whole fic then let me know cause I got yall. Also, let me know who i should write about next when i upload a poll, okay? thank you babes 💗.

[strawbrrycuteblog]

bf!heesrung x cat hybrid!reader ??

PLSSS :3

Okayyy I mean If you insist 🤷🏼‍♀️

When Heeseung was out with you and noticed you kept rubbing against him, he realized how badly you needed him. Hence why you were shoved into a stall and held up against the door, he fucked into you while your tail grazed against his balls.

“Kitten so needy today hm?..”

Your eyes caught the mirror behind him, mewling whenever you saw the way his muscles flexed to keep you up against the door. He pulled out and pushed his tip barely in and out.

“M’kitty couldn’t even wait till we got home?”

“Such a slut, yeah?”

You could barely speak or nod, you kept watching the way he teased your hole with his tip, making a string connect to his head everytime he pulled out once again. His mouth latched onto your neck when he snapped his hips all the way against you, stilling for a second before he kept ramming into you at an alarming pace, your pussy was drenched and you both were sweaty.

“Seungie…mm..”

“Only good kitties get to call me seungie baby.”

He dropped your legs down, pulling out and had you get down on your knees. He tapped his head against your mouth, opening it welcomingly, he pushed it in. Immediately face fucking you while your claws dug into his thighs. He groaned when your throat tightened, his balls now slapping against your chin instead. Your hand snuck down to your cunny, wanting relief desperately.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Was all that he said while pulling your hair back, you coughed when his dick slipping from your mouth, the deep breaths that made your boobs rise and fall had him wanting to just cum on your face. He looked into your eyes. “After this. You better be a good fucking cat.”

His scolding ended up with you pushed against the mirror that was foggy from your pants, his dick plowing into your pussy like it was his life mission. Your wetness seeping down to your thighs, and tail gripping around his balls, drawing him closer to his own orgasm.

“Sir! Please! M’gonna cum!”

“Do it Kitty, mm…you can..”

The knot building in your tummy lasted a few minutes before snapping, breaking apart and your eyes rolled back, he watched the way you moved in your reflection. Your back arched, eyes rolled back, mouth gaping while slobber and pre cum was on your lips, your hands behind you holding onto the back of his neck. His hand slapped your ass and pulled your hips, relief the only thing in his mind while he drove into your pussy.

“Ah! Seungie!”

He came as he heard the petname, grunting in your ear. His hot seed spurting inside of you, he looked at you, your eyes meeting in the reflection. Both knowing this would continue at home.

[csainzsgirly]

okayyy younger reader with carlos after the win?? maybe she was a bit inexperienced when they first started dating idk… but after the win she’s like worshipping him almost and it’s not something she usually does bc he normally has to coax her and comfort her while she’s in these vulnerable positions but after singapore she’s just immediately on her knees and saying the most vile things to him. thought about this too much sunday night 😵‍💫

He'd be baffled but he'd be sooo into it

"Baby..." Carlos mutters to slow you down as he barely passes the threshold of the hotel room, and you already have his back pressed to the door and your fingers are tugging on his belt while you sink to your knees. "What's wrong?" you ask innocently, looking up at him while your hand palms him through his jeans. "I just want your cock in my mouth because I'm so proud of you," you hum. Carlos' eyebrow rises with slight surprise, lips forming a grin as he caresses your face. "Is that right?" he replies, and you nod confidently, slipping your fingers into his underwear, your lips pressing to his lower abdomen, tongue licking the v-lines that lead you to the edge of the waistband of his boxers.

You gnaw at your bottom lip at the sight of his cock slapping up against his body, the tip a little slick with pre-cum. He felt heavy on your tongue as you stuck it out, licking the head before sliding it down to his balls. Carlos cursed under his breath as he watched you take him into his mouth, your lips and tongue feeling soft and heavenly around him. His size makes you gag, but you continue, appreciating when he takes your hair into his fist and starts guiding you up and down his cock. Carlos' grunts and moans start to fill the room, blending with the soft gagging sounds, the sounds of your lips and tongue working his cock, wet squelching of your hands.

Your hand kept stroking him as you pulled back for air, looking up at your boyfriend, who turned into a panting mess. "Are you going to cum?" you ask. "Fuck, yes," Carlos groans. "Right here?" you continue, sticking your tongue out again, which was enough to send him right over the edge.

[sweetnsour1]

9:36:02

Angsty fluff, Bakugou x fem reader

part 2 of Broken Collection

Go read the beginning

“Shut the fuck upppp.” He hissed down to the key in his fist. Of course it was rattling more than usual today when it entered the lock…like the little bastard knew he was trying not to scare you off already.

He huffed, balancing the coffees and bag while inching the door open to slide inside. His forearm moved up to his forehead, wiping away the few beads of sweat trying to group together. Fuck, why was he so fucking nervous? Embarrassing. He quietly unpacked a few of your favorites from the bakery you both used to frequent…and judging by the worker’s reactions had both avoided since…well, since you had begun to avoid a lot of things.

He slapped his cheeks and leaned around the counter, hoping you were still sleeping. His shoulders slumped when he saw there was no longer any trace of a visitor.

“God dammit.” The words were exhaled, more to the untouched note he had left for you, still lying on the counter. He should’ve taped the damn thing to the door. Although, you were fucking stubborn enough to not be convinced by a quickly scribbled message. You probably would’ve still left if you’d seen it.

He did a quick walk through of the apartment, hoping you were somehow either still here or had at least left something he could use as an excuse to see you. But, like the living room, nothing lingered and nothing was out of place.

“Fuck.”

He stomped back to the kitchen, pausing when something moved by the door. A receipt was taped above the lock. He wanted to crumple the fucking thing, already guessing it wouldn’t tell him anything he wanted to hear.

Sorry about me. I’ll get the sweats back to you in a couple days. Thanks for

Thanks.

He stared at the scratched out, abandoned words. You really were so fucking stubborn once you’d made a decision.

He was thankful no one was around to witness how quickly he dove for his buzzing phone, picking up before confirming it was you.

“Bakugou.”

“Oh shit. You never pick up on the first ring.”

“What do ya want, shitty hair?”

“Wanna grab food before heading over to the briefing?”

“Already picked it up. Hurry up before I eat it all.”

“Really? That’s…weird.”

“No it’s not.”

“Okayyy, I’ll be right up.”

He dug out a bear claw from the bag, moving to toss it in the trash. He hesitated, not wanting to waste it, but the thought of watching Kirishima eat it instead of you just fucking bugged him. He took a sip of your usual…caramel iced coffee. It wasn’t terrible, but the taste brought back memories of so many mornings of it being your signature flavor. He tossed it down the sink moments before a knock sounded at the door.

He didn’t move toward it, continuing to sort out the items on the counter. Kirishima rattled his copy of the key in the door, knowing the knock wouldn’t actually grant him entrance.

Bakugou looked up to see him scanning the parts of the apartment he could from that angle. He knew.

“Looking for something?”

“Nope, just here for food.”

Kirishima’s hand paused over one of the sandwiches. Bakugou turned to see your note on the counter. Well, fuck…now he definitely knew. Kirishima looked up, opened his mouth, and clamped it shut at whatever pre-snarling expression Bakugou had ready.

“Problem?”

“Nope.” He grabbed a few sandwiches before settling into one of the seats at the counter. Bakugou rolled his eyes and grabbed one of those shitty energy drinks the red head kept stocking in his fridge. He set it just within Kirishima’s reach before unwrapping whatever item was closest.

They ate in silence until the blonde couldn’t ignore the stares anymore. He sighed.

“What?”

“You good?”

Bakugou didn’t answer, clearing the counter, pausing at the only trace of you before adding it to the bag he dumped into the trash. He didn’t turn back around when he finally answered the question.

“Nope.”

“Did you-“

“We should head out.” He heard the scrape of the barstool and then felt a heavy hand pat his shoulder twice before steps retreated to the front door.

“Right. I’ll meet you downstairs.”

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[marksbear2]

WELL IN THAT CASE, can I request smut, male reader and WWE superstar Lince Dorado? With Lince keeping his wrestling gear on, especially the mask.

Male reader face fucking him and Lince riding his dick after

LINCE DORADO X TOP MALE READER

Okayyy!! Thank you for requesting and hopefully I meet your standards with this!! Enjoy please and thank you!!

While I was re-reading this I realized that it doesn’t have that much talking in it just pure smut 😭

⚠️Warnings!! Kinda public sex? Gagging, face fucking, spit, superstar reader, mask kink, dick slapping, choking, kinda long….⚠️

Lince was just about to go out and into the ring. He was in his dressing room ready to go out there ready to do his thing in front of the hundreds of people in the crowd.

He watched from the tv that was mounted up on the wall, watching his fellow superstar and his secret boyfriend, Y/n have their match. 

The match was intense. It looked like it was going both ways. One second it looked like Y/n was gonna win, next second it was like the superstar was gonna win. It was an title shot match as well. So everyone was already on the edge of the seats watching the blows and slams  that both wrestlers gave it their all.

As the match progressed Y/n was gaining the upper hand, the title was gonna be his in the matter of minutes, but as Y/n let his guard down his opponent delivered a quick kick to Y/n’s chin causing him stumble and loose balance. 

The opponent quickly delivered his finisher and got Y/n to the ground and put him in the pin as the referee got down and counted while also the fans in sync.

“One!!! Two!!! Three!!” Fans cheer and clap as Y/n was defeated and lost his the title. Lince was sighed as he leaned back in his seat. He hated the fact that Y/n lost, how hard he worked to defend his title and now he’s defeated.

TIMESKIP.

Y/n walked inside Lince’s dressing room tired sweaty and very irritated. He wished that he could go back in time and change everything he could. He had a towel hanging on his neck sighing to himself just in his own mind before he felt his boyfriend sit next him.

“Hey…you did good.” Lince said into his boyfriends ear as he nudged Y/n with his shoulder. Y/n just shrugged trying to tune out his boyfriend’s attempt at comforting. 

Lince began to kiss his neck. Y/n side eyed his partner since he was obviously not in the mood right now. Lince obviously knew that Y/n wasn’t in a good mood but he continued. Lince at least wanted to give his boyfriend at least some comfort before he went out to do his own match. Y/n tried to move and turn away, but Lince kept going. 

“Lince would you please—-“ Y/n was cut off by a kiss to the lips. Without much thinking Y/n raised his hand up and grabbed the top of Lince’s mask tugging it back so Lince would be forced away.

“You wanna make me feel better? And stop annoying me to death?” Y/n said as he used his free hand to run his fingers on Lince’s mask mouth touching his exposed beard and lips and prying his mouth open with his thumb. “Get on your knees for me, guapo….” Y/n whispered taking holding Lince’s mouth open with his thumb. Without much fight Lince got on his knees on the dressing room floor looking directly up at Y/n. Y/n stood up from the bench and  let go of Lince’s mouth and used the hand that held the top of the mask yanking it so Lince is looking at him in the eye.

Lince put his two hands on Y/n’s thigh’s holding onto them for support as he pressed his face into Y/n’s crotch.

He could feel the growing tent underneath Y/n’s wrestling tights. In the back of his mind he knew he had to leave eventually and very soon to go his own match but the only thing he could focus on was his boyfriend above him. Lince nuzzled and rubbed his face onto the now more obvious Y/n’s bulge. He pressed his mouth and licked the fabric of the pants without breaking eye contact for a second. Y/n tugged the mask causing Lince to pull away as Y/n used his free hand to free himself from his pants.

The moment Y/n’s cock sprung free from the tights, Lince stuck his tongue out wanting to eagerly get to work.

Y/n loosened his grip, but not actually pulling away his hand away resting his hand on the back of his boyfriend’s masked head. Lince put one hand onto the base of Y/n’s cock as he gave a long lick onto the cock licking and kissing under the cock striding his tongue to the balls all the way to the tip. He moved his tongue around the silt of the cock. He gave teasing and affectionate licks to both sides of his cock making sure no place is untouched before finally wrapping his lips around it.

Since Lince didn’t want to start off to fast he sucked around the tip and used his hand to jerk off the rest of Y/n’s cock that he didn’t have his lips around. He pushed the cock around his cheeks and swirled it around his tongue as he looked up at Y/n. He could smell Y/n perfectly, the sweat, his cologne and soap. It was so addicting to the Latino. He couldn’t help himself.

Seeing Y/n breathing heavy and staring down at him with such fiery and animalistic eyes. Lince moved his head lower and Lower until he reached halfway of his cock and decided to stoke the rest that he couldn’t fit. 

Lince pulled away, taking a minute to catch his breath as he stroked the wet cock that was covered in his own saliva. Lince stuck his tongue out as he panted licking the tip. He loved his tongue in circles with the cock as it was lollipop. Usually Y/n would have been vocal and talking but this time the defeated wrestler was just breathing heavy and deeply grunting staring down at his boyfriend that toyed with his cock.

Lince took another deep breath before wrapping his lips back around the cock. He bobbed his head back and forth in one motion.

“Move your hand.” Y/n said, it wasn’t an question it was an demand. The hand that was at the back of Lince’s hand pushed Lince’s head down further on his cock. “I said move your hands.” Y/n said in a more demanding tone as he watched Lince unwrap his hand from his cock.

Once Y/n’s cock was hands free, Y/n snapped his hips forward shoving his cock into his lover’s mouth without warning. 

In instinct Lince’s pulled away coughing from surpise, and it wasn’t a second from freedom before Y/n put both of his hands on the side of Lince’s masked face shoving the rest of his cock through Lince’s mouth. Lince chocked around Y/n’s cock and held his waist as support as his boyfriend thrusted inside of his mouth using his throat.

Y/n started to breathe heavy as he moved Lince’s head back and forth on his cock as if his mouth was an fuck toy. Y/n heard Lince gagging around his cock, but he didn’t care and kept thrusting. “Fuck yeah…” Y/n grunted to himself as he looked down at Lince’s now teary eyes as he pulled his cock out of Lince’s mouth. He looked at how his beard and mask started to get wet. 

Y/n slapped his wet cock on Lince’s mask a few times rubbing it on the fabric. Before forcing his cock back into his mouth.

Lince started to realize he was powerless, far from control. Y/n left hand left of the side of Lince’s head and rested it flat on the wall in front of them as he thrusted his cock roughly inside of Lince’s mouth.

All what Lince could do was sit there and take it, he felt Y/n’s cock reach down deeper into his mouth. As Y/n’s cock reached further he felt it graze the end of his mouth. Lince gagged and chocked around if even more. 

Lince let out muffled moans around Y/n’s cock shoving in and out of his mouth. With every time Y/n pulled his cock out it’s only limited time for Lince to catch up with his breathing before eventually having Y/n’s cock shoved back in his throat.

Gag after gag, Y/n’s cock reached the back of his mouth face fucking him merciless.

It was hard for Lince to keep his eyes open since his eyes was watering from the constant choking and gagging. His own cock was throbbing and aching inside his own tights as he looked at Y/n’s face.

“I’m gonna— fuck!!~ fuck I’m…I’m close.” Y/n groaned out as he thrusted his cock into him even faster as he gripped onto the wall. After a few moments the knot in Y/n’s stomach was tightening as he started to let out moans. He pulled his cock out and began to jerk himself off as LINCE was panting with his tongue out.  

Y/n squeezed his eyes shut as he met his climax. He shoot his load all over Lince’s colorful mask. Some of the white streaks of come landed on Lince’s tongue. Y/n stroked and squeezed his cock to ride off the orgasm shocks as he breathed heavy looking at the pure lust sight below him.

Lince decided not to clean off the cum on his mask not just yet as he stood up from his knees and guided Y/n back to the bench. Y/n put his on Lince’s waist letting the wrestler climb up into his lap. 

Y/n was already getting hard again as Lince was freeing himself from his wrestling tights. Lince straddled on Y/n’s lap wrapping his arms around his shoulders as he felt one of Y/n’s hands leave his hip. Y/n brought his fingers to Lince’s mouth carefully pushing them inside to get them all wet and soaked so he could prep his boyfriend. Lince licked and sucked around Y/n’s fingers coating the and making the wet.

Once Y/n decided it’s enough he pulled his fingers away and reached down in between Lince’s legs until he was met with his hole and slowly pushing one finger inside stretching out his boyfriends hole. Lince breath hitched as he moaned softly holding Y/n’s shoulders. Y/n moved and entered another finger fingering his boyfriend’s hole.

Lince lost track of time, the only thing he was making attention to was Y/n and the pleasure his boyfriend was causing him. 

After once Lince was prepared enough Y/n pulled his fingers out and aligned his already wet and cummy cock to Lince’s hole teasing his hole with his tip. Rubbing and grazing the entrance of his hole with his tip. 

Having enough of Y/n’s teasing, Lince lowered himself down on the cock himself. Lince started out slow breathing heavy and letting out a few moans under his breath as he went down on his cock. Y/n held his hips to keep him steady. With a deep breath Lince wanted to get it out the way and pushed himself down onto Y/n’s full cock at once causing him to let out a loud moan.

Y/n quickly covered Lince’s mouth with his hand. Y/n had a smirk of amusement as he softly chucked. “Shhh…we gotta be quiet you know.” Y/n said in a teasing tone as he watched his boyfriend’s own cock already leak with precum. 

Once Lince got used to it he raised his hips up before pushing himself back down. He did it in a slow motion, his ass jiggled with every moment. Lince was breathing heavy as he began to pick up his movements.

Lince bounced up and down onto Y/n’s cock holding onto his shoulders as support as he rode it. Lince started to mumble under his breath probably about how thick and big Y/n’s size was in Spanish.

Y/n sat back and held Lince’s hips making sure he won’t fall back. His cock was throbbing with each movement. Lince’s own cock was moving up and down as well as he rode him. Lince’s cock was leaking precum as he rode Y/n’s cock like some bunny in heat.

Lince let go of Y/n’s shoulder with one of his hand’s and jerked himself off as he began to moan louder as Y/n’s cock began to hit and brush against his prostate. 

Lince continued to bounce and ride on his cock faster and faster as if Y/n’s tip was glued to Y/n’s prostate. Lince felt like he was on cloud nine has he rode his cock jerking and stroking himself faster and faster as he felt his climax nearing. He loved how he felt so full and stuff with Y/n’s cock. Both men were in too much bliss and pleasure to not be focused on what’s going on whatever that was going outside of the dressing room. 

With a few more stokes Y/n watched his boyfriend shoot his long white streaks of cum onto his chest and stomach. Y/n reached his hand out and covered Lince’s mouth helping him stay quiet.

Lince was catching his breath and breathing heavy as he slowly bounced up and down with his own dick throbbing in between his legs as he was right about to speak before a voice called out from outside the dressing room.

“Hey!! Why haven’t you’ve gone out yet!!” It sounded like a very angry crew member that was completely confused as to why Lince isn’t out yet.

Both men froze and looked at each other as they got brought back to their senses and surroundings.

THE END

[wonysugar]

No because like I would be such a sub for soyeon.. like her most recent Instagram post 😵‍💫😞 the new comeback like omg she look so good.. the things I want her to do to me are... Something else

-💪🏻 anon

i’m a bit late oops.. but i believe 💪anon was referring to the pictures that were posted after the super lady concept photos! :] these ones

when i look at those pictures i think HM! size kink. NO BECAUSE HEARR ME OUT her body is genuinely so petite and small that i can’t help but feel like she’d be so turned on by someone bigger than her properly manhandling her all she wants :((

istg this girl either goes from being THE brattiest sub ever to THE meanest powerbottom to ever exist like there literally is no in between😭😭 she’ll either make you eat her out as she degrades you until she’s satisfied or have you use her body and fuck her stupid ahehehefjdh

likee she may be small but she could easily hurt you if she really tried! like.. imagine you’re kneeling before her and she just slaps your stupid pathetic face and calling you a dumb dumbb puppy??:&;@/ LIKE OKAYYY

ALSO THE BRAID?? now if i said hair pulling would i get flamed because believe it or not I AM ABOUT TO SAY IT!! she’d be SOOO into hair pulling idc idc IDCC… that and marking. she wants her body to hurt afterwards :(( legs sore from being pounded all day,,, she lives for it idk!

[polarized-here]

POLAR I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR OCS AND SEE THEIR CONCEPT ART‼️ please I need food, I need to eat your art sjdhhsjdhsj /lh

GRAHH FINE SINCE YOU ASKED… my lore. Sorry this is so late gngahgahshsjsh… you literally caught me as dinner came home. Like. Oops… crazy… right after I knocked out shekhrkdbddmbd anyway! :)

Under the cut because it may or may not be a long thing, with most plot points just being little ideas—no fully fleshed story, just, erm. Ideas I like.

Update. It’s long. Also tumblr is so glitchy rn it kept making this saved post disappear and then reappear in my asks after I exited the app and opened it again what the fuck 😭😭

So, in this world, a majority of the population do. Not. Have powers, having them is seen as a blessing, But… It's a dystopian themed world—where these powers are incredibly monitored and regulated by the government—with some being minor, and some being full on changes to the physical body and how they manifest. (ie. My excuse for drawing anthros… or kemonomimi… shushhhh/also allows me to just dump all of my ocs which you may have seen before, in one little world and play with them like they’re my puppets :( I love them sm!! One of them sora is from DND they hold a special place in my heart...)

But again, having these powers is seen as a blessing from a God of some sort—and a curse, as while they’re regulated by the national government heavily, some individuals still manage to slip by, or cause harm to the general public, so from this, they (the gov) took advantage of this to instill a system of ‘heroes’ and ‘villains’ there’s a few ‘vigilantes’ but most either become heroes (through turning themselves in and doing plenty of community service work, and discussing a contract with some government representatives—most who become heroes are never the same. They always have a look in their eyes, as if valor to help their nation has blinded them), but some may become villains.

Heroes are those who just have a license and have signed a contract with the government—most get these contracts renewed or take a small few month break in between contract renewals. They’re unable to use their powers in these circumstances, unless it’s out of self defense. Civilians can too (those not heroes, are regulated by the government heavily, and choose not to pursue it. But it’s like US NAVAL contracts too. you can join programs in the gov that give you supplemental access and benefits to college/pay it off, etc etc etc. like the national guard but more celebritized), but they (civilians) need to find a GOOD lawyer. There’s so many laws that heroes are naturally given a smalllllll pass over, that it’s just best to run away, or be a hero in that small instance.

(This has sm mha influence. As sad as it is, that show influenced me sm. Got me into trying art. Fr fr/on digital. PLA is just where it improved a weeee bit).

OKAYYY ENOUGH AGOUT THE SET UP!! THE CHARACTERS… I’m so sorry idk why I’m rambling this much, I’m not even hyperfixated on my own OCs. Like what the fuck.

Anyways! A key note is that having bright colored hair is a key identification that you probably have powers that haven’t manifested yet, and the hair is always a bright color, unless, you’re Astor!

He’s got so much trauma *slaps roof of car.* You can fit so much trauma in this one bad boy. And despite it all he remains a good person. Dawg. You have more strength then I’d ever have. But igggg the want and need to help people because you were hurt and want to make a change does seem motivation enough… anyways. They’re so marysue coreee

The main character & a small-time vigilante going to the new school that’s just been set up. His hair only really turns those bright colors when she’s using their powers—but in the ref it’s just for convenience sake. She has so many skeletons in her closet, that they can’t risk being caught. But they love helping people too much. They’re a bit altruistic.

Here’s their vigilante suit ref :)

For ease of mind, they always have a small bit of static on their hands—both to stun new people meeting them. To make the air feel charged with thunder and electricity—a warning to her presence, and because it means their hair stays that color. No matter the charge. His eyes stay the same color though. Again. These are some old doodles from last year of some characters. Notably, that I also revamped. Heroes, villains, and vigilantes stories always hold a special place in my heart,,,

Next up is Anzu! Silly goober!!! Please give him head pats!!!! He loves it!!! This is Astor’s only… real friend. Since Astor likes his solitude. But tolerates Anzu’s silly behavior. Utter dichotomy between them!!! <333 I haven’t decided if they’d get together or nah, but! <3333

Yeah, this guy (and Astor) both have autism (I didn’t even realize that him liking trains was an autistic stereotype… oops. Mb gang. But like. Seriously. Ywah didn’t mean anything by it. I’m autistic myself and I’m possibly pursuing physics or engineering 💪💪 I think it’s alr if I project onto a character I made 🔥🔥🙏)

Yes, he’s based on the irl dinosaur. Yes, he’s autistic, hear me out. I just put lots of things together. And he just ended up with major tism 🔥🙏

And finally, a hero I designed :) I changed her a weeee bit. But she’s mostly the same sand manipulation :) villains dislike her since she puts sand in their shoes. Her big container is full of sand and stuff. She doesn’t have a weakness other then she needs to be a bit concentrated on making her sand creations—but they’re like second nature to her because of how long she’s been a hero. She’s an antagonist only because she’s trying to take Nexus in. She sees how sweet she can be to the native cats (from a distance. Never touching them, and she never knows why, they look at the native cats, longing to pet them but always stops) so she wants to take him in and make a case for him to join the government’s hero program.

Arizona! But her hero name is Sahara yk… Yeagh…. Anyways :) I love her lots. She does mean well. But she’s also blindly faithful in the government, or will see its problems and will deflect or try to be better to make things right. But she always holds rules above anything else. Even if she cares about someone who’s breaking them, a lot, so yeah… totally not talking about the mentor and mentee relationship between her and Nexus… where she pushes her morals aside just to listen to him seldom talk about his intrepid interests.

If Nexus didn’t have those powers—in her opinion—she would’ve made an excellent leader in whatever field he’d want to pursue. And she knows he’s got something up with them—some history. And that breaks her heart a little seeing how much pure joy Nexus gets at being able to try new things, like new foods, or try out purely common things that should be normal to a kid like herself.

Very much love found families and going to the extreme for them :33

ANYWAYS!!! Those are the main 3. I have some others I’ll show. But yk. They look a wee bit different + have names labeling them and the key parts of them. I don’t think tumblr would like me dropping all their refs :,)

Actually :O hold on, their refs are here. Trust

I’m so smart for pasting them all here. Trust anyways. Those are my pookies, so sorry this took so long.. erm I like them a lot. Oh yeah, I made a comic with them for art class. Yeagh. They were mostly changed for ease of drawing but yeah. I did not want to do it but I had not wanted to do this 🚬🚬

But yeah, pookies…. Sorry you probably didn’t want this comprehensive lore about them grrr

[strawbrygashez]

Postal 4 + Poostall Royale Fic

The Day Grandpa Slayed

I got the idea to make a short little fic where Poostall Dude & Doe are the ones who helped p4 get his ‘special’ petition outfit together :) This isn’t that good & is just silly ..

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“Okayyy! I see you!” Doe yelled out from her seat across from the other two sitting on the sofa perpendicular to her. Of course she also had her phone out, taking pictures with a wide smirk as she watched the men in front of her.

Dude had to glance away from Poostall to give her a frown which got him a slight slap on the shoulder from the man in front of him. “Don’t make faces. You’re already going to ruin your makeup Dude.” Poostall fussed before he took hold of Dudes face to make him face forward again. Dude mumbled out a sorry before Poostall got back to work on filling in Dudes eyebrows.

Honestly Dude didn’t give a fuck about her taking pictures or either of them joking around about it really. But damn that flash was bothering his eyes and he could deal without her constant snickering. It wasn’t the fact that Dude was man getting his makeup done that was making her giggle of course. Poostall was the one doing the makeup for christ sakes since she didn’t feel like it. It’s just that she liked picking on him particularly for being oldest Postal Dude. It didn’t necessarily get to him that much, he knew he had killer looks and charm but still both her and Poostall Dude were a handful and ‘evil’ rascals most of the time.

But he always also found himself liking that though. Sometimes he wished it was easier for him to still be a fast, sneaky, sly piece of shit person but with his aging bones, he found it harder to do as the years went by. So seeing the both of them gave him a feeling of nostalgia..though he isn’t in a hurry to admit that. Especially to Doe.

“Oh come on…I mean it. You look good! If this doesn’t get people signing your dumb thing I don’t think anything else will.” She said as she finally sat her phone back down and leaned back in the recliner. “You’re lucky you got Mr. Short Stuff helping you too. He’s better at makeup than me anyways.”

Poostall moved back from Dude to check out his handy work from further back. “Hmm…I dunno. Does that look okay to you?” He asked as he gestured towards her for Dude to turn his head back towards her.

Doe slipped off her sunglasses and squinted. “Hm..Yeah.” She said with a shrug before reaching back into the bowl of chips she’d been eating from. “Looks fine to me…Don’t forget to put on those really big eyelashes though! I think it would complete the look.”

Poostall nodded before digging back into his own makeup bag. “Did you actually want those on though old man? We can just do more mascara or something.” He said as he pulled out a couple false lashes and a small thing of what Dude assumed to be eyelash glue. (Hey. Dude kinda knew makeup…he’s fallen down random YouTube rabbit holes at night).

“Eh, fuck it. I’m already committed to wearing fucking stockings and high heels. At this point nothing is too much for me.” He replied. Looking down at himself he really didn’t know exactly how he gotten himself into this position but meh. Worse stuff has happened and he genuinely didn’t care when it came down to it. Maybe some people would laugh or something but he’s gotten that all his life so what reaction could happen this time that he’s not used to?

“Mkay. Do you wanna pick a set?” Poostall asked as he laid some of the fake lashes in their packaging in between them. Yeesh, they really made all these options for eyelashes? He’d kinda just assumed they had only one normal option which were just long and big and then the rest were more for parties where they had fake gems and whatnot. He’d have to try to learn more about this shit especially if these two knew a lot about it. It would make things less confusing for him to understand.

He picked up the set with the biggest lashes and handed it over. “Uhm, I guess this works? Unless I can’t use that or something..”

Poostall grinned. “You can. There isn’t a set you can’t really not use Dude.”

-

A bit later the look was complete. Dude really had done himself up from head to toe. Maybe going through all this just to get some signatures was pretty over the top but everything was said and done. Plus, Dude actually found himself quite amazed with how the makeup turned out as he looked into the small makeup mirror Poostall had handed him. The makeup really tied the look all together and he found he was actually feeling pretty confident! Old him would have definitely gave him shit for looking like this but for some reason, current him felt actually pretty attractive.

“Jesus fuck man. You really out did yourself.” Dude complemented him as he looked at himself from different angles with the mirror. He even made different faces in the reflection a couple times which made Poostall snicker. “Eh, it’s not much. Me and Doe usually take hours with makeup before we hit up clubs. Kinda just threw stuff together just now but I think it looks great too.”

“I mean it. Like you could probably uh- get some kinda career with these skills. I think that’s a thing right? You could be one of those uh..makeup gay guy influencers I see on YouTube.”

There was…many things about that statement that Poostall could say. Especially since the older guy in front of him was for real wearing high heels and Dude currently had a boyfriend but instead he just raised a eyebrow and gave a sarcastic thanks before beginning to put his makeup products back into a little bag.

Dude helped him gather his things back up before he pulled out his own phone to look at himself on selfie mode on the camera. “Do you all really think I look good?” He asked as he fixed a small smudge of lipstick. Poostall nodded, more concentrated on getting his stuff back together while Doe spoke up again to reassure him. “Like I said Dude, if this doesn’t work nothing will.” She smirked as she watched him check himself out. “You should upload a picture even. Tag me and Poostall though!”

Dude barely even knew how to navigate most social media but oh well, fuck it. Maybe he would share it somewhere, just keep it on his phone for memories sake.. or to show his boyfriend later. Either way, he snapped a photo or two before setting his phone back onto the couch with a sigh. “After I’m done I think I’m going to call it a day.” He grumbled, leaning back into the seat. The girl in front of him took another bite of a chip and nodded, crossing one of her legs on top of the other. The day before he’d basically gave them a tour of the town basically.. he’d been dealing with their asses for about a week now and letting them even sleep in his trailer…and even she knew that they can be annoying so she quickly understood. “Yeah. It’s supposed to rain later on I think. That’s what the cute weather lady said on the news earlier anyways. Yknow the one with the long hair? Blue eyes??”

Dude shrugged and checked the time on his phone. “Well it’s six now..”

“Uh.. yeah I would probably go ahead and head out now if you wanna make it back before it gets bad.” She said, picking up the remote next to her and flipping the channel from the old horror movie that had been on, to the weather which made Poostall huff. “I was watching that dumbass.”

“Oh shut up. You’ve seen that movie tons of times.” She grumbled back as she tossed the remote back down.

What was totally insane to Dude was that the two weren’t siblings..not because they looked similar obviously, since all ‘Postal Dudes’ do but just because they had that kinda energy. Plus, they’d both met each other without some funky ‘brain damage’ situation or anything weird. What they’d told Dude at least was they’d met each other at work and eventually moved in together since they just clicked so well..

Thinking of the fact there is apparently multiple versions of himself always just gave him a headache though, but sometimes he did wonder what happened to the one he’d met ages ago with the brown jacket. He understood that situation a bit more since he’d gotten pretty badly injured but nothing crazy to Dudes knowledge made him be able to meet these two but he wasn’t even going to question it. He’d met them, they’d seem nice, they’d needed a place to stay so he’s leaving it at that until whatever else eventually comes up.

-

Seeing that he indeed should go ahead and probably get ready to leave he stood up.

“Wait! Wait! Can I take a picture of you fully?” Doe asked as she lifted up her phone again. Dude rolled his eyes but posed anyways with a hand on his hip and a leg sticking out some. “Jeez.. you got some killer thighs man. Work it!” She giggled. “I know.” Dude dramatically sighed as he gave her another pose. “It’s a blessing and a curse.” He joked as he turned around to give her a over the shoulder pose, making her smile more and Poostall chuckle again.

“You gonna give us a twerk or something?! You got too much cake not to.” Doe joked as she zoomed out on him on her phone. “Cake?”

“Ass.” Poostall clarified as he stood up to go grab a drink out of the fridge. “Oh.. uh. Why not?” Dude said. He was in a playful, silly mood anyways. He liked seeing them finding joy in stupid crap so why not? He slowly dropped ‘it’ low and then to his sudden embarrassment both Doe and Poostall let out a wheeze. Doe laughed pretty hard until her eyes watered up. “Grandpas serving cunt!!” She yelled as she continued to record.

It left him feeling more self conscious than he thought he’d be so he suddenly stood back up, (ouch!! his legs!) before giving a small laugh of his own though his face was red. “Agh, shut up. I need to hurry up and take my meds so I can leave, assholes.” He smiled shyly before quickly making his way to a cupboard and pulling out all the meds he takes everyday.

-

Once he’d taken them and things had calmed down enough, (though Doe was still wiping her tears away) he stood near the door. “Alright. I’ll be back probably around nine. I’m going to pick up some food us even though I don’t think you all deserve it.” He joked.

“Aww, I’m sorry Dude. Well be good while you’re gone I promise and I’ll tease you a little less…eventually.”

“Hm..I’ll believe it when I see it. Anyways, be good you two. Im not saving your asses again like I did Monday night again.” Dude said, placing a hand on Doe’s hair, ruffling it up a little since she was the closest of the two. “Yeah yeah. Don’t worry. The hot chick is on anyways so I’m good.”

-

Dude soon left after giving a couple reminders, leaving Doe and Poostall alone.

“Hey…. My Doe-eyed Deary?”

“Hm?”

“Didnt Dude drive by a club the other day? Wanna go check it out while he’s out?”

“I like the way you think.”