#MMMMH GOOD STUFF IF YOU ASK ME

[faceglitchsworld]

Ok, I pull up.

* follows WayV on Spotify *

[alina-dixon]

Another Sanji!?

Pairings: Zoro x Male reader

Warnings: cursing, fluff,

Requested: Yes / No

A/N: I thought it was a funny idea! Have fun reading!😙 (also sorry for not posting! I have a job since last September, but! Don't worry I’m going to be writing more again! YAY!🥳❤️😂)

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Soooo... It was currently five in the morning and you had a weird but funny dream, it was about you and Sanji pranking Zoro. So when you woke up you looked at the clock. “Mmmmh? Sanji should be awake by now.” you stretched yourself and got out of bed but you had to be quiet so you wouldn't wake up Zoro.

You opened and closed the door quietly and made your way towards the kitchen. “Morning Sunny!” you greeted the ship. Making your way to the kitchen you looked upon the see next to you.

Now you opened the kitchen door gently, you stuck your head through it, and peeked inside. You saw Sanji preparing the breakfast.

So you went inside. “Morning Sanji!” you greeted him smiling brightly, making him glance towards you and he smiled gently. “Morning Y/N” walking towards you with a plate that had some chopped fruits on it, placing it in front of you.

You smiled widely at him. “Thank you, Sanji!” Sanji got back to preparing. “No problem! For you, always” he said softly. You rested your hand under your chin while eating some apple slices. “Say Sanji… do you want to help me with something?” you asked looking at him with hopeful eyes, as he once again turned to you. “It depends, What kind of help do you need?” he asked curious.

You smiled evilly. “I want to Prank Zoro! My idea was to Dress like you! Make my hair like yours! And act like you!” you explained. That got his interest, which made him grin at the thought of Zoro’s dumb look on his face.

Sanji then nodded. “Well then, come with me to my chambers. I will give you some of my clothes and cut your hair” he walked out if the kitchen with you behind. When you got to his Chambers he went to his closet and came back with a pair of his shoes, a yellow shirt, and one of his suits. He put them on his bed and turned to you, grabbed your shoulders, and pushed you into his bathroom.

He sat you down on a chair and got his scissors out. But before he started he looked at you. “You sure that you want that?” he asked, only to make sure that you knew what you were doing. You look up at him nodding excitedly. “Yes, I'm sure! And besides, I was actually thinking for a long time to cut my hair like you. It just looks so good!” Sanji smiled at that. “Thank you. Well then, let's start.” and with that, he started cutting your hair.

Half an hour later he was done, and you were awestruck at how good it looked. He even made your eyebrows! You shot up and hugged Sanji. “It looked perfect! The only thing that is missing is the clothes!” you giggled, and Sanji hugged you back. “I’d do it again if you want. Just come to me if you want to cut your hair” he said as he walked back into his room to get you the clothes for you.

He came back handing them to you. “I sure will do!” you said and Sanji got back out so you could change.

First you put on the shirt, then the suit and for the last, the shoes. When you went back to his room, posing. “And, how do I look?” you said jokingly. Sanji started laughing. “Just like me. Now come let's finish preparing the breakfast before everyone wakes up” he said still chuckling lightly as you both went back to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Most of the stuff was done and on the table. Then you heard the kitchen door open and heard someone humming in confusion. “Huh?” it was Luffy. You and Sanji turned around to greet him. “Morning Luffy. Breakfast is ready” Sanji said, but Luffy only blinked at him. “Another Sanji!? Since when are there Two of you!?” Luffy screamed in confusion.

The others of course heard that and came to see what was going on. Many gasps and shocked faces were looking at the two of You. The one that stood out the most was Zoro… his face when he saw you, his mouth was wide open. “Shity Cook! What have you done to him!?” He grabbed Sanji's shirt and got into his face angry.

Sanji of course screamed back at him. “Shut it you stupid Moss head! We were only cooking!” Zoro scoffed at that angrily. You pushed them apart. “Oi! Sanji! Marimo! Stop fighting, and eat something!” you said and hit both of their heads. Zoro looked at you in disbelief. “Stop talking like him! You are not him!” he tried to reason with you. Which made you roll your eyes, and then smiled because you couldn't stay serious anymore. The same goes for Sanji and the both of you start laughing.

Everyone looked at you confused. “Bwahahaha!!! It was just a Prank! And it was totally worth it!” you said while you gave Sanji a high five. “Definitely, that stupid look on his face was hilarious!” Sanji laughed back.

Zoro grew a thick Mark on his forehead! “Stop laughing already!” he screamed. You walked in towards him and took his hand, and walked with him to the table to sit him down. “Stop being so angry, and start eating, will you?” you said as you sat down on his lap.

Zoro scoffed but he gave you a kiss, before he started eating. And what didn't surprise anyone is, that Luffy was already eating the whole time.

When everyone was at the table, Nami spoke up. “Y/N, to be honest with you that hair looks good on you. The clothes too. On the next Island I’ll take you to go shopping with me!” she said excitedly. “Thank you! And sure why not, sounds fun!” you said happily.

Robin nodded too. “Nami is right, you look good. I think I'll go with the two of you,” she said calmly. “Oi! He is my Boyfriend-” Zoro got cut off by an angry-looking Nami that hit him on the head. “And!? He's our friend! Now stop being an idiot!” Nami screamed, as everyone laughed.

You Started to cuddle Zoro’s neck and kissed his head. “Don't worry I could never love anyone but you,” you assured him, to which He only responded by hugging you tightly.

[j1mmys-darl1ng]

do you write for austin sommers? i’d love a period sex austin fic if it’s something your comfortable with <3

October 2nd - austin sommers smut

Pairing : Austin sommers x reader

Warnings : period oral, just periods in general, consumption of period blood

A/n : some people might find this disgusting but austin has needs too 🤷‍♀️ also day 1 of my october fics! (posting a fic every other day)

"hey.. You alright?" you hear Austin ask, your body curled up as your cramps kick your ass.

"mhm" is all you manage to grunt. "im fine.. Just cramps"

"well.. Y'know... I heard that orgasming can help like... Soothe them.. Or whatever" he says, trying to seem nonchalant. "and you know me.. I have needs too"

You can see the cheeky smirk set on his lips, imediately knowing what hes thinking of.

"but theres gonna be alot of blood... I dont want you to get... Messy" you had a thing for overdramatising stuff and austin knew. But that wouldn't stop him from shutting you up with a deep kiss.

"just shut up and let me work my magic" he whispers in your ear, his lips trailing down your neck.

His face soon gets to your heat, pulling down your shorts and underwear.

Without a single warning, he connects his mouth to your clit, his tounge occasionally slipping lower and getting teasing tastes of your blood.

".. Mmmmh... This is really what i needed" he mumbles into your pussy, moving his mouth slightly more so hes now just making out with your heat, trying to consume as much of the crimson liquid as he can.

Your hips subtly move against his face, needing more than just gentle movements.

You see him look up at you, smirking with his bloody mouth. "good girl, i promise you'll get what you want.. Just give me a little longer" he mumbles as he slips his tounge inside your hole, teasing you slightly.

"please.. I dont wanna wait any longer..." your eyes meet his, your voice pleading. Your hips are restless againsy his face but finally he gets up, hasily unbuckling his trousers and dropping his boxers to the floor.

"such a shame all this blood is gonna have to go to waste..." he sighs, slowly pushing himself inside you.

His hips begin slowly push his length deeper inside, trying to start off gentle. You can tell it wont last long. He probably wont last long.

As you suspected, his hips begin to snap back and fourth at a fast pace, pausing only to bend you over the bed instead.

You can feel the multiple stinging sensations of the multiple glowing red slap imprints on your backside but it all blends into pleasure soon enough. You begin to follow his thrusts, your legs begining to quiver as you feel the knot forming in your stomach.

Your walls start to contract around his cock, his climax also approaching like an oncumming train.

Not even a minute later, your vocals prouduce a long string of squeaky, whimpery moans. Austin follows along soon after, a few grunts slipping through his lips.

"... Mmm.. You did so good.. I hope my theory was right" he mumbles with a satisfied grin, patting your stomach gently.

God. That's gonna be a mess to clean up.

A/n: ive honestly never written an austin fic let alone read one so im sorry for mischarecterisation! This is also the first fic ive written on the app so im just tryna get used to that

Thanks for reading <3

[icarusredwings]

Trying something new, be kind.

Baby talk. 1/2

Ft. Wo-wo, mama, and 'essy

A Sfw very little Wade fic

Cws include: Brief mentions of adult fun, truama, brief discussion of death, an unexperienced caregiver, an uncomfortable caregiver, cursing, struggles/ happy ending.

Coming home, Wade was quiet. Too quiet.

"Wade?" He calls.

"Last time I heard him he came to hug me for a bit but he didn't awnser me when I asked what he was doing." Al mutters, half asleep on the couch.

"Oh.. well I got food so don't nod off just yet. I'm gonna make that alfredo stuff you like."

"Mmh.. You're a good kid, Logan."

"Althea, I'm older than you...Remember?" He says, setting down the bag of ingredients in the kitchen.

The old woman waves her hand. "Yeah yeah... just wake me up when you're done."

"Alright. Swear you'll wake up? Don't go dying on our couch." He tells her jokingly.

"Bah! It's my couch, I can die on it if I want too." She smiles, pulling the blanket up a bit.

Sometimes she did this, and it was starting to worry Logan. She was forgetting little things more, taking more naps, not wanting to move a lot either. Something about her back? Either way, Logan was terrified. He's already lost so many to old age, he didn't want to see her go too. And thinking about what it would do to Wade scared him more.

It's not until he checks the bedroom to see Wade W sitting, sucking his thumb, and playing house with his action figures and the doll house that Vanessa bought him a couple of years ago.

"Darlin'?"

From the looks of it, he had Spiderman in the kitchen, an old woman on the couch, a doggy on the couch, two little girls upstairs, a barbie in the tub (that didn't fit at all) and a wolverine action figure in the bed, claws up and out.

It took him a second to process before smiling softly. He hasn't been this small in such a long time. "Did I have a nightmare?" He asks, watching as Wade takes the wolvie out of the bed, reaching up as if showing him.

"Yeah, I see. Mad little guy, isn't he?" Logan crouches, grunting a bit as his knees popped.

"God, how do you get down here? Dosn't that hurt your knees?" Logan asks, only to be given a dead stare. As if not processing what he was saying.

"Oh.. uhm.. these?" He pats his knees. "Ouches. Sometimes.."

His eyes light up, only to frown, looking concerned, his own hands coming to his knees. "...ow?"

"Sometimes... hey so... how big are you right now? Can you tell me?"

But there was that stare again, a small tilt of his head with such wide white eyes. Yeah.. that just about tells him everything he needs to know. Vanessa has told him about when this first started and how truely little he had become, not talking much, simply....staring.

"Well.. Kitty's going to make dinner soon. How about you come out and sit in the living room, okay? So I can see you?"

Another stare, his head tilting to the other side now, like a puppy watching its owner do something it had no concept of.

"Uh-huh.... right. Uhm... nevermind. Just stay in here, okay?" Standing again is when Wade begins to panic, making an urgent whine, putting his arms up. "MmMmh!!"

Blinking, Logan swallows, not exactly comfortable with this age. This was Vanessa's age. Not his. He was used to the 5 year old wanting to play stuffies or the smart alack 8 year old who ranted to him for hours about stars, planets, and dinosaurs.

So this was.. weird. New. Unexplored territory. And Honestly, he was fine with that. Totally fine with not knowing.

"Er...I-i don't.. this isn't-" He starts, having a subconsious guilty feeling in his gut for not wanting to take care of him, but also felt like he shouldn't be interacting with him. I mean- They did big adult things last night. And now he was giving him grabby hands? It felt wrong. And with Wade's truama? He didn't want to make it worse on accident.

"Ups?"

"N-no.. Wade.. I-...Im gonna go call Vanessa. Okay?"

"... 'essy?"

"Y-yeah. 'Essy. Erm.. thats ness right?"

" 'essy?"

Swallowing, he nods, leaving the room with his hairs pricked up on the back of his neck, a knot in his stoamch. Taking a deep breath, he dialed the poor woman twice. The phone range through to voice mail both times. "Shit- okay.. fuck.. uhm.."

So he goes to google, trying his best to look for awnsers only to become more disgusted with himself at what he saw. Why was there so much- He groans, trying to calm himself. He couldn't even ask Althea because she was sleeping, snoring away.

Okay. Come on, Howlett. It can't be this hard.. right? I mean, it's just like a regular ki- Oh come on! He's never had a kid this little before! Especially not alone. What was he supposed to do?

Another deep breath, feeling defeated, and put his face in his hands. A buzz comes from the phone, and just as he looks at it, it was like signing his own death certificate.

'Sorry, I'm working. Whats up?'

"When he was really young what did you do to him?"

'???'

"He's really little right now. What do I do?" He asks, trying to type coherently.

'Oooh okay. So ussually I would give him a cup and put on a movie. He was really cuddly too so sometimes I would just hold him.'

Before Logan could respond again, she sent another message saying she had to get back to work and that it will be fine. 'It's easy, don't worry' She said but Logan had his doubts.

Alright. Movies.. cups.. hugs. Got it. He could do that. He could do hugs and cups. That was normal.

Sighing, he puts the phone away, going to the kitchen as he made him his cup, just putting straight milk into it. He liked milk right?? Did tots like milk? Yeah- obviously. Come on- get it together.

Walking into the livingroom, Logan sets it down, going through movies as he remembered what Vanessa told him before, about singing princess movies. "Ariel it is" he thinks, clicking it on and shifted the coffee table so he would have room to lay or play- what ever it was he did.

Coming back to the room, he gathers up some blankets and his stuffies, taking them from the room only to drop them all infront of the tv.

"Wade!" He calls. "Got a cup for ya! And look its a princess. You like princesses." He says, but he doesn't come.

"Wade? Come on, Bub! I gotta make dinner still." This last part was under his breath, only to grunt, going into the room only to see him sitting in the same spot.

"What are you doing? Come on. Livingroom with mama. Lets go." He shifts, gestruing his arms to the door but Wade didn't move, infact the loud words made him frown more, looking at him with those big wide eyes, a deer in headlights.

Logan took a step forward, watching Wade lower his head, holding his small angry Wolverine near his chest, like he would take it away.

This is what Logan was worried about. Great! Now he was scared of him. How was he supposed to care for someone who was too scared to move?

Think, Logan. This isn't hard. Just carry him.

Grunting, he hesitantly puts his arms out, leaning over. "...come'ere."

Another head tilt, making him groan, slightly annoyed. "Wade. Uppies. Come on, kiddo."

Instantly, he smiles, crawling quickly to his legs and put his hands back up, still keeping mad wolvie in one hand.

Picking him up, a shiver went down his spine, suddenly feeling a sense of severe protection after Wade wrapped his arms around his neck, affectionatly nuzzling into his neck with a big smile.

Unconsciously, he hugged him tightly, holding his bum and rubbing his back. "...Hi honey."

Wait. What was he doing? no. No. No. No. NO.

He couldn't feel that way about him. Absolutely no way. That was wrong. Fucking instincts! Not everthing adorable is your kid damn it!

Shaking his head, he quickly walks to the livingroom, putting him down.

"Now. You stay. Sit and watch princess." He says, pointing at the Tv and shaking his head, watching as Wade whimpered, giving him grabby hands again.

"No, Wade. L-later..." He swallows, wanting to punch himself for feeling that way. He had hugged him the same way Gabby did after a long time of seeing him, and it had activated his instinctual parental habits.

Quickly, he walks away to the kitchen, rubbing his temples. "I can't do this shit.." he grumbles.

[ancha-aus]

Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey

Been having a bad day so may I interest you with a cute thought regarding the real age au ? (Which I absolutely love by the way)

Nightmare using his boss provilege to give the gang orders except it's orders like "I'm your BOSS and as your boss I demand UPSIES and SNUGGLES"

Anyway that's all byyyyye

hey hey hey hey!

Sorry to hear you are having a rough day. Hope it gets a little better!

That idea is VERY cute. That foremost. Nightmare is sadly at the moment a bit more in the shy and grumpy stage to demand upsies and snuggles out loud (he is still learning to ask for things he wants)

It would be more of an... mmmmh. let me see....

****

Killer watches tv as he tries to see if anything interesting is happening in this universe. so far only boring stuff. which is good because that may enable them to stay a tiny bit longer before moving again.

a shuffle and shadow in the corner of his socket make shim look up.

Killer grins "Hey tiny boss. awake already?"

Nightmare just gives a tiny hum as he looks at the tv before staring at him.

Killer frowns "Did the tv wake you?"

Ngihtamre shakes his skull and shrugs.

Killer doen'st mind that Nightmare is smaller now. He adores his tiny boss! he is just the cutest! But damnit if it wouldn't be easier if Nihgtmare just told them what was wrong of what he wanted.

Nightmare shuffles a bit closer as he keeps watching the tv.

Killer tilts his skull before shugging as he grabs the tiny babybones!

Nightmare freezes before glaring at him wiht a small blush.

Killer grins "Sorry tiny boss. just too adorable to pass up this chance for snuggles!" and he happily holds the tiny nightmare closer.

Nightmare however doesn't struggle. So maybe he isn't feeling as grupy as Killer thought?

Nightmare just kinda. goes limp in his hold and relaxes.

huh... weird... oh well! MOre cuddle time with the babybones for Killer!

Killer continues to watch the news as Nightamre slowly but surely falls asleep.

******

More something like that i think *taps chin before shrugging* oh well!

I wish you a good day! ;)

[misseviehyde]

MY BOYFRIEND, THE SUPER MODEL

You were pretty surprised when the invitation came to attend an exclusive fashion shoot in Milan... especially when it was addressed to your boyfriend Chris.

He opened it, frowned then laughed and shrugged slightly.

"When I was younger," laughed Chris - "my aunt who works in the fashion industry used to make me model girls clothes and pretend to be her daughter. For years she's been trying to get me to do it again."

"Your aunt made you dress up as a girl?" you asked bemused.

"Errrrr not quite," muttered Chris. "She used to give me this Elixir stuff and it actually made me into a girl. I became this annoying little bitch called Cristy. My Aunt said I had the perfect bone structure to be a girl and that when I grew up I could be a top super model if I wanted. Cristy was well up for it."

"You're talking about her like she was a different person," you gulped.

"She kind of was and that was the problem. She was a annoying little diva who was going to grow up spoiled and evil. My Mom rescued me and made me go cold-turkey till I turned back into her son. Cristy has been gone since then. Fuck I wonder what she would look like now? Guess that's what my aunt is trying to convince me to try."

"But what does the invite say?" you askes curiously.

"It says she needs a top model for her fashion show in Milan and if Cristy does it - she'll pay me a million dollars and write me into the will."

"A million? Holy shit - that's insane!" you gasp.

"Not really. The top models get 20 to 40 million depending on the gig."

"Maybe you should do it? We could use the money and you're older now. You can keep Cristy under control and I can make sure you get turned back."

"I don't know," mused Chris reluctantly. "I... I had to work hard to free myself of her. But I suppose for all that money..."

"How much harm can it do?" you asked. "You love me and with a million in the bank we can do what we like."

Chris nodded reluctantly... though only partially, as if some part of him was actually pleased.

"Very well, I'll book the flights."

*********

Milan was beautiful though you hadn't seen that much yet. A private cab whisked you and Chris away to the centre where you were taken to hotel where the models were staying.

Beautiful women moved around the lobby like they inhabited some different universe. Their graceful movements made you feel small and weak.

You were taken to a room where a whole suite of beautiful women's clothing and makeup was waiting. On a table by one wall stood a rack of pink vials. Chris walked over.

"Are you sure you want me to do this?"

Without waiting for an answer he raised the vial to his mouth and drank it all.

"Ohhhhh fuck, I forgot how good this stuff tasted. How it made me feel. Mmmmmh I haven't transformed into a girl for years... mmmmh no... this time, I'm becoming a woman not a girl. Cristy is coming back baby!"

Chris began to groan and giggle, pulling at his clothes and laughing as he struggled out of them. Bones were popping and cracking and his hair was already lengthening as Cristy's perfect features replaced his.

His flat chest swelled out as two huge natural breasts grew there. Grabbing them Chris squeezed happily, his pouting mouth parted in ecstasy as he transformed.

High cheek bones, soft skin and luuxrious hair framed his transformed body and his face altered to become super beautiful. The bitch standing unashamedly naked in front of you now had a perfect ass and body, with firm full tits and gorgeous silky hair. She would look good in anything.

"See," purred the reborn Cristy in a deliciously sexy voice. "He warned you I was pretty and as you can see I am."

"Chris?" you asked in astonishment.

"Weren't you listening to anything he had to say loser? I'm Cristy - the girl he used to be, though I'm all grown up now. For fucks sake - help me get dressed and let's find my aunt. I can't wait to get back on the catwalk."

*********

Cristy was a quick learner or she already knew how to do things. She explained she'd been lurking in Chris' subconscious for a long time.

"I can't believe it's been so long since I was free. Still - at least I'm finally back. Thanks bitch for convincing that loser to become me again. This time he won't get free of me."

"No... that isn't the plan. You're gonna earn that money then go back to being Chris."

"Oh really? What the fuck do I get out of that arrangement? Errrr how about I find my aunt, launch my new modelling career and become rich and famous. Yeah, we'll go with that plan." Laughing Cristy turned on her heels and clopped off to find her aunt.

**********

Cristy Rio was famous, beautiful and rich.

Girls wanted to be her and men wanted to fuck her.

Thanks to her rich, well-connected aunt she'd experienced a meterioric rise in the fashion industry and was now a super succesful model and socialite.

She was also your former boyfriend.

Without putting too much a finer point on it, you'd made a big mistake helping her get control back of Chris. Now she was in charge and there wasn't any reason for Chris to ever want to return.

She was an international star and a total bitch.

She was your boyfriend, the super model.

[twooneztaylorthecat]

Sweet Sensations - Adam Stanheight / Reader

18+ story.

Woah, hi. I've been experiencing severe burnout. But, here's something I managed to pull up - without the help of a song, what?

This inspo behind this was pretty much, 'try to make it sexual'?

18+ Soooo yeah. Read at your own risk this story is for a mature audience.

Adam Stanheight locked eyes with you for the first time that night. They were tired and dreary, but lustful all the same. He nuzzled your nose slightly, and massaged your cheeks. You had been out of town for a month or so, and hadn’t had much time to catch up. But now that you were back, you felt right at home. Adam was obviously enjoying himself. 

“I missed you!” He exclaimed, kissing you down your neck. 

You moaned a little bit, and smiled. “I missed you, too, Adam…” 

“I’ve not been able to stop thinking about you,” Stanheight confessed, bringing his head up to look you in the eyes. You sighed in disappointment, longing for the feeling of his lips on your skin once more. 

“Oh really?” you asked. “What have you been thinking about?”

Adam kissed you briefly on the mouth. “Oh…” he murmured. “NSFW stuff…”

You raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Go on…”

“No,” Adam said shyly. “You wouldn’t like it…”

“Try me,” you whispered longingly. 

Adam examined your naked body. You could feel his gaze travel down your body almost like a physical feeling. Soft, and silky, his gaze gave you chills as he took in your nudity. He kissed you on the cheek and you felt warmth rush your cheeks. You were incapable of stopping the smile that crossed your face. “Mmmh… Use your imagination.”

You shivered, and cocked your head to the side. “I want to know,” you begged. “I want to know what you’re seeing in your head…”

Adam’s hand traveled slowly down your sensitive body, making stops in a couple of certain places. You moaned out immediately, desperately. He rubbed on your inner thigh, and moved cautiously inward. You flinched at his gentle touch. “I’d rather try to show you…”

Overwhelming feeling took over your mind, which made you gasp and grab the edge of the sofa. Sparkles twinkled in your eyes, and filled your stomach. “A-Adam…” You choked. 

“What?” Adam brought both his hands up to your cheeks. One set was wet and the other set was dry. 

The intense feelings you were feeling before dissolved, and left you feeling empty. You gasped, trying to ignore the blood rush between your legs.  Blinking, you mumbled, “Th-th-that felt really good.” 

Adam scoffed, and smirked down at you. “Really?”

You felt your cheeks get bright red, and you found it hard to make eye contact. You got nervous, and timid. “Yeah…” You admitted quietly. 

“Awe,” Adam purred, and caressed your cheek. “So cute. Look at me, Y/N.”

With lots of effort, you forced yourself to look in Adam’s eyes. You saw major satisfaction and confident power glinting in Adam’s eyes. Obviously he was enjoying himself. A lot. You couldn’t say anything. You were so… melted… 

“What?” He asked teasingly. “Cat got your tongue?”

You bit your lip nervously, feeling another blood rush in between your legs. “Ahh…”

Adam Stanheight dropped his gaze downward. “Oh,” he whispered. He messaged your sensitive parts again, with both hands this time. 

You closed your eyes, and rolled your head back, monstrous pleasure cascading all over you like a thunderstorm of rain. Your mind went blank and you gripped the couch again. “Adam!” You exclaimed, feeling a rise of pressure within. 

Adam giggled. “Like that?”

“Mmh.”

“The only thing missing is the rope.” He smirked at you. “Otherwise, it’d be a perfect replica of my daydream.” You grit your teeth, your heart thundering and your mind reeling. You moaned loudly, as Adam finally finished you off. 

For a few moments there was bliss. Crashing immense gratification thrashed through your whole nervous system, and you went limp. You felt Adam’s strong body on your lithe one, and you could smell his smokey scent. 

“Adam…” You whispered. “Mmmmh.” Your body went limp, and you breathed deeply. Exhaustion filled your limbs, and chest. 

But Adam wasn’t done yet. “Don’t forget about me…” He growled into your ear. You could feel him rubbing on your right leg. 

“Sorry, Adam…” You whispered. 

“Why don’t you make it up to me?” He uttered, and tipped your head up so that you had to look him in the eyes. There was love in his expression, but you could see his sexual hunger. 

Once again, shyness consumed you, and you burrowed your eyebrows worriedly. “Y-Yeah…” You let out a nervous breath. 

“Great.” Adam smiled gratefully. “I love you.”

Before you could answer, you had Adam thrusting in your soft hands. Gasping, you moved your hands mechanically, automatically, the way you knew he liked it. Mostly he got himself off, but he seemed really pleased to have your hands on him, touching him, pleasuring him. You enjoyed feeling him in your hands, and when it was over, you almost longed to feel it again.

Adam came down to lay on top of you, looking into your eyes, and kissing you, and breathing in your mouth, and whispering in your ear. “Thanks, Y/N. You’re so good to me. You’re so good at obeying.”

“Oh… you know… I was just trying to satisfy you. I was-”

Adam kissed you on the mouth roughly. He caressed your cheeks with both hands. “Shut up…” He murmured nicely. “Just say you love me.”

Chills ran up your back. “I… I love you…” 

“I love you more.”

“I love you most,” you said proudly. 

“Tch, that’s cute. But at least I love you so much to actually get you off, doing the work…” His voice was low and teasing, and you could feel another blood rush. 

“Oh…”

Adam chuckled in amusement. “Sweetie…” The power in his tone made you stiffen, and look him in the eyes. “Gracious girl/boy. That look keeps me awake at night…”

You  gasped at his words. “Oh, Adam…”

“So does the memory of your voice,” Adam added smoothly. 

Another throb between the legs. “Fuck…”

“And the feeling of your body.”

“Fuck me again!” You blurted out into the atmosphere.

Adam looked at you in surprise, seemingly impressed with your bluntness. “Who’s getting a little demanding?” He asked amusedly. “You want me to take care of you again? I had no idea you were so needy.”

You whimpered. “Sorry, Adam, I didn’t mean to… I’m just so…” you trailed off. 

Adam chuckled. “I turn you on that much?”

You blushed and looked away from Adam’s eyes. “I-I-Yeah… You’re so good at teasing me.”

“Baby, please. It’s not that hard.” He sounded scornful, but you knew it was all part of the game. You hugged him closer. “Alright. I’m done fucking around. You don’t deserve that. You deserve all my love.”

You swallowed, as Adam started round two. You heaved a sigh as Adam started rubbing on you once again. You choked as he messaged you slower than before, harder, dragging out the feelings of pleasure and satisfaction. The process continued until you couldn’t stand it. Adam loved tearing your feelings up your nerves but he did know when to stop. And then he fucked hard. 

Relishing the burning hot pleasure in your body, you closed your eyes, and yowled his name. So, fucking sensitive. So much more sensitive than the first time, and holy shit… “Oh god…” you gasped. 

Adam laughed. “You don’t even know what to do with yourself, do you?”     

“What am I supposed to do?” You wheezed. 

“Dunno,” Adam replied, dragging your hand down to his ‘Problem.’ “You could always…”

You started massaging him roughly, not even trying to tease him or provoke him. And together you both finished, though one of you might’ve been a lot messier at the end.

You laid back against the pillows, and grabbed Adam’s hands in yours. Now he looked tired, rather than lustful. He was snuggly, rather than turned on. “I love you,” you said. 

“I’d think so,” Adam said offhandedly. “You’ve married me. You’ve fucked me. You’ve committed yourself to me. You better love me.”

You waited for him to continue, but he didn’t. “Adam?”

“Hm?”

“I love you…”

“I love the way you go limp when you’re coming.”

Flabbergasted, your mouth fell open and you put your arm over your face in embarrassment. “A-Adam!” 

Adam only gazed down at you even more satisfyingly. “I speak only the truth.”

“W-Well, you didn’t have to say that…”

“Would you have preferred I said ‘I love the way you squirm when you’re embarrassed’?”

You flushed even more, and put your other arm over your face. “S-Stop…”

“Just like that…” Adam sighed. 

“Just… Tell me what I want to hear…”

“I… la la…”

You frowned at him unhappily. “Why do you do this to me?”

“Do what? I’m only making you happy.” Adam gave you an innocent smile. 

You forgot all your embarrassment. “Oh… you’re right.”

“I know…”  Adam whispered. “I usually am.”

“Fuck you,” you scoffed. 

“I love you, Y/N,” Adam purred into your ear. “I love you.”

[raptorsaurusmelain]

Let me show you... Youtube - chapter 24

I am feeling like Victoria : at the end of the rope.

Warning : no proof reading, English is not my mother tongue.

Trigger warning : once sentence speak about unaliving themselves.

If you are interested in reading this fic, the tag "#twst lmsyy" will give you all the chapters.

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Sleep didn’t find her that night. She was in her bath, in warm water, while trying to focus on relaxing. [It decided. Tomorrow I am going to go to Sam’s and try to buy essential oils or stuff like that…]

She lay down in the bath so the water level was under her nose. [I wonder if I can get higher grade antipsychotics or sleeping pills here… It is going to cost a lot of money but I can try seeing a doctor.]

She blew bubbles. [Maybe I should just speak about it to Crewel. He should be able to make a sleeping potion.]

Her alarm rung. She got out of the water and wore her bathrobe. Victoria looked at herself in the mirror. The dark circles were even darker. They seemed eggplant-ish. The woman looked at her concealer. [Nearly empty. I need to buy some. I should ask Sam or Crewel where to buy a good one.]

She decided to wear a black mom high waisted jeans with a black t-shirt. The top had a rose held by a hand with a “Will you marry me ?” written across the shoulders. To complete the look she wore a brown belt with a silver chain hanging from it and some black sneakers.

She looked at herself in the mirror. She was tired and it was visible despite the makeup. Victoria wasn’t just physically tired, she was becoming mentally tired. It was funny how her mental disorder was really 2 extremes. She was so hype that she was physically and mentally drained. [What a life… I wouldn’t even wish for my worst enemy to have this sh*t.]

She prepared breakfast for everyone like always. Yuu arrived in the kitchen, still in PJs and worn out. Yuu said in a little voice. “I don’t feel well today. I don’twant to go to school today…”

Victoria sighed. They both weren’t in good shape today. “Go back to bed after eating a little, I will invent an excuse for you.”

Grim jumped on the occasion. “I don’t want to go to school either !”

The woman grabbed Grim and carried him. “Do you feel sick ?”

She put her hand on his nose. “Mmmmh you don’t seem hot. Aren’t you lying to me young Sir ?”

The demon struggled and said. “Don’t touch my nose like that !”

Victoria had a faint smile. “Grim, it is the only way for me to know if you have a fever. You have fur all over you.”

Grim changed his strategy. “I have a tummy ache !”

She felt his stomach. “It doesn’t seem tense… You are lying young Sir ! You are going to school today and bring me your notes.”

Grim was dejected. He mumbled. “How did she do… Is she a witch ?”

Victoria bent and whispered, making the demon jump. “No, I am even worse… I am your mom, Grim.”

Grim threw his paws in the air. “You’re not my MOOOOOM !! You didn’t give birth to me !”

She patted his head with a smile on her face. “Family isn’t always about blood, but the one you choose.”

They both went to school while Yuu shut themself in their room.

Victoria scratched her head when she was left alone in the corridor, swiping the floor. She was tidying the carpet when suddenly a voice came from nowhere. “Where can I find the toilet, please ?”

Victoria answered without looking. “3rd door on the left.”

She yawned, hearing the footsteps going away. When she looked up, expecting to see someone entering the bathroom, but she saw no one. She frowned. Maybe he was fast ? [He must really have wanted to pee. Oh well, It is none of my business.]

She continued to swipe until recess.

When the students were enjoying their time off. She knocked on Crewel’s door. “Excuse me, Professor Crewel ? I would like to speak with you for a few minutes…”

He looked above his papers. “Dr Devi ? Come in ! What is happening ? … You seem tired.”

She had a faint smile. “Yeah about that… Do you have something to help me sleep ? I can’t sleep well these days.”

Crewel wondered. She truly seemed at the end of the rope. “I can make you a tonic. It won’t substitute a good night of sleep but it will help a bit to put you to sleep.”

Victoria smiled. “Thank you…”

That afternoon, she was going back to her duties when Crowley found her. He seemed quite angry. “Mrs Devi ! I can be gracious and magnanimous but Yuu has to attend classes ! They are already lost in class, they don’t need time off.”

Victoria was annoyed. “What. Did. You. Say ?”

Crowley crossed his arms. “I hope they have a good excuse for not coming to class today !”

Victoria was clearly not having it. “And witnessing an overblot should be a good excuse ?”

Crowley opened his eyes wide, sweating. Seeing him not answering her, she saw red. “So you mean that WE are supposed to act like normal when anybody here can hurt us with their magic like a flick of their wrist ? You want a child that puts their life in danger to go to school ? For F sake where are we ?”

Sweating, Crowley answered. “In Night Raven College ?”

She tilted her head, eyes wide. “Is it for the sake of your quota ? All of that just to have a good class average ? Are you kidding me ?”

She observed him, her eyes beginning to be filled by tears. “You swore it wasn’t going to happen again… You’re just a liar.”

And she ran away.

It was Sam who found her first, crying against his door. “What happened doctor imp ?”

Victoria looked at him through her tears. “I am a bad guardian. I won’t let Yuu attend school today because they witnessed something bad and Crowley hold me responsible for that.”

Sam sighed and pushed the door. “Oh, Leona’s overblot hu ? Come in.”

She heard a voice speak. “You’re the worst.”

She turned around. No one was here.

Sam looked behind him. “What happened ?”

Victoria squinted her eyes. “Nothing… Just the wind, I think.”

He made her an instant hot cocoa. “Are you feeling better ?”

Victoria nodded and blew on her drink. “Yeah, thank you… I just don’t sleep enough those days.”

Sam’s eyes sparkled. Victoria looked at him, unsure. “Yeeees ???”

Sam screamed full of joy “IN STOCK !! A pillow so wonderful you will sleep on it in no time ! And to a discount price of 50 madols !”

She sighed. Today was a long day.

Tag : @boba-tea-fish @hipsterteller

[livia-dovehallow]

Tw for mild discussion of s*xual themes

Omg, you also don't vibe with Jordelia! I thought I was the only one - maybe because I follow a lot of pro-Jordelia pro-Cordelia blogs, lol. I used to like them in CoG, then I started to appreciate other couples more. In this book I disliked Cordelia for most of the first part, then became neutral about her. I think she has abandonment issues and that's why she probably doubted Grace and runaway to Paris with Matthew, but this doesn't justify her actions. She acted like a victim just because one of the people she said she cared about (?) didn't share their "dirty" (it was stupid stuff imo) with her! Unbelievable. I hated how she treated some of the people (like James or Lucie) who were always accepting of her and tried to make her feel part of the group. I am always mmmmh about James too, because I don't think he is a strong male character. He always wants to sacrifice himself, and he has this "bro, let me fix that" savior attitude, when honestly no one asked you to save anyone, love.

And triangles aside, Jordelia don't have chemistry to me. They do have physical chemistry, but that's it. If we analyze their interactions, they're mostly about each other's appearance and being hot, and wanting to jump each other bones, and sometimes about how smart they are. Where is the emotional build up? It felt like the build up only lead to the satisfaction of their carnal desires. Once they did that, it was like they solved all their problems. They didn't! They feel flat to me. And I also think they both idealized each other, so when they found their "real" personality, they were a little shocked and not in a good way.

yes precisely! if they had been set up as friends-with-benefits from the get-go, this physical chemistry would make perfect sense because it was intended that way. but they're intended to be a love story and i just get ZERO chemistry in that department with them (nor did I ever get that sense with Cordelia's friendship with Lucie).

I get they're teens and teens are volatile no matter what era they're in but for a group of people who are meant to have considered themselves "mature", they certainly were not

[paintedpineleaf]

i know i overthink everything but my god it means SO much to me when this friend who's sometimes like i don't like saying good night and one time they said good night of their own accord and then went "i'm going soft on you" (i took a screenshot of it lmfao). at that time they hadn't specifically said that they didn't like saying good night but it was kinda obvious cause they didn't usually want to say it when i said it.

recently i asked them and they actually told me that they didn't like saying good night or good luck sometimes and like i kinda get it some stuff just feels weird sometimes to me too so i was completely fine w it. and i asked them if they just didn't like saying it or hearing it as well and they said both so i stopped saying it then one night i accidentally said it and they replied immediately w "good night". the next night they said of their own accord then said "slipped out" and i pretended like i didn't know what they meant by "slipped out" but like holy fuck it made me so happy (the brain kind of happy, not the giggly kind of happy if that makes sense to anyone)

and i don't think i've ever (or at least not in a very long time) said "good morning" cause we just either continue our conversation from the last night then move on to something else or just go straight into saying something about something (again, if that makes sense, which, it does, to me, btw) but the other morning they said "gm" and i'm like "damn :)"

and now they just sent me a text saying "it's raining :(". which. the fucking sad face. bro. i haven't replied to them and instead wanted to type in my diary (tumblr) how mmmmh that makes me feel. and like i can't tell them oh i like when you say good night cause i know you said you don't like doing it but sometimes it just slips out but it still makes me feel so happy/nice(?) and that i Notice it cause that's gonna make them more self conscious of when they do it and they wouldn't do it cause it might make them feel icky again idk,,, but basically i can't say it to them but i've been thinking this for ages and i just wanted to type it out lmao.

thing is everyone shows their love in different ways obviously and this is one of the ways i think atlas might and god does it make me happy emotional is what i mean.

[lyaenidae]

One stop on the way back to San Sequoia

The journey back consists of a train ride and a ferry crossing. But they have a long time to wait in between the two, so they enjoy their time in the small city. "Want to go do some shopping with the money we haven't spent yet on our holiday ?" asks Miki, as they walk by a small clothes store.

"It has been a while since we've had new stuff to wear !" nods Kenta. They are in a great mood when they go into the shop, and both find tons of new outfits that they can wear.

Of course, they show each other what they found and keep flirting instead of giving real opinions on the clothes.

"I'm going to go try a few of these things on, behave yourself !" Miki laughs, blushing at the things Kenta says out loud in the small shop. "Mmmmh... I'll try my best !"

She's quite happy with all the outfits and doesn't take too long. Yet, when she comes out, Kenta finds her almost immediately and whispers all the bad thoughts he's had about her while she was getting changed in there. And, curiously, they find a broom closet mostly empty where they hide for a little while. Both of them feel like they're teenagers who just fell in love and can't keep their hands off each other.

After making sure no one sees them exit the closet, they both go back to their browsing, but their brains are even more distracted now. They just have eyes only for each other.

Eventually, they pay and leave, still having to wait for their ferry ride, so they sit down not too far from the port and have small cupcakes and warm drinks together.

"My mom is still texting me about how excited she is about our engagement !" laughs Miki after looking at her phone. "She just loves me so much !" "Almost more than me and Taku, I'd say !" "Was it hard, sharing your happiness with them ? Or was it easier knowing that we're going back home and you won't have to be around your parents for too long ?" asks Kenta, suddenly serious.

"You know, it made it easier that you had introduced the idea to them already by asking for their blessing. I didn't have to answer annoying questions or face their high expectations. But I hope that it doesn't mean that you had to face those when you talked to them yourself."

"No, it was alright, don't worry !" The relief on her face seems intense. And as he finishes his small cake, she gets up and raises an eyebrow. "See what I see ?"

"Aww, you know I'm bad at skating Miki ! And I'm not even wearing my contacts today !" "Oh, just trust me baby, I won't let you fall on your face" she promises, ready to drag him to the skating rink.

And yet, mere seconds after they've started skating, Kenta, unsurprisingly, falls on his face !

But as he get back up, Miki waits for him and tells him to stay closer to her, so she can catch him if he loses his balance.

And it works ! For a little while at least... They skate around for half an hour, and as they get tired, the risks become greater. Until Kenta falls again, but this time, they decide to call it and get off the rink.

"Sorry for letting you down in there, I'm not that great at skating either... At least not good enough to catch you and help you when you're struggling." Miki apologises. "It's okay, there's no one I would rather struggle with."

[starsquinkle]

My thoughts listening to Wither Blister Burn + Peel by Stabbing Westward for the first time

enjoy the album review that nobody asked for but i want to talk about this band bc i’ve been discovering them

Song 1: “I don’t believe”

Vocals are kind of wacky in this song (in my opinion) but it’s a good opener and I like it

Song 2: “Shame”

Love the aggression in the beginning of the song and it’s just super catchy and memorable.

Song 3: “What do I have to do?”

Less fast paced than the others but the whispered beginning lyrics add to the experience

Song 4: “Why”

Not the most memorable on the album but absolutely not a skip. Adds to the overall album experience

Song 5: “Inside you”

Absolutely epic middle-ending. Instrumentals are full of rage and energy love it

Song 6: “Falls apart”

LOVE the crunchy guitar in the beginning 😫😫and then the transition to the soft vocals. one of my favorites actually. Plus it has the lyrics from the album title so bonus there. Most industrial sounding one from this album so far and i love it

Song 7: “So wrong”

the grinding instrumental in the beginning mmmmh yesssss. another favorite for sure

Song 8: “Crushing Me”

slower and more emotional than the previous songs and there’s kind of a big break in the middle but i loove it and the lyrics are so real “i’m feeling the weight of the world and it’s crushing me”

Song 9: “Sleep”

i like the electronic stuff happening in the beginning of it a lot i’m a big fan of those sounds. love how the vocals are kinda isolated

Song 10: “Slipping away”

beautiful closing song i love it

Overall, super good but i like their other album Darkest Days better!!’

[linootte]

I just found your art through your CR animatic and absolutely fell in love with your style,, what/who are some of your biggest artistic inspirations?

Hi! I received this ask ages ago, idk if you're even still here or alive anon, but I'm going to respond to it!

I don't have a very fixed style, so i guess this is a hard question for me to answer, but here are a few artsists that are always in the back of my mind!

First, Stupidoomdoodles. She did a lot of cool DBZ Vegebul comics a few years ago. Her style was quite "simple", but i've yet to find an artist whose expressions made me laugh more that hers. Sadly she has deleted most of her art/blogs so you can only find her art reposted. Whenever you see me drawing big round stupid eyes... that's her legacy.

In the same ballpark, @kebabcito recently is killing me with their expressive and sketchy comics, with top-notch character designs. And that texture mmmmh... I REALLY have an itch to do more comics (the problem being: having time and ideas).

Animation-wise, I obviously am influenced a lot by Ghibli (who isn't), but people like Felix Colgrave (bc I love how disturbing yet coherent and colorful his world is) or Louis Zong (bc this man's content is so funny and i love how much he blends techniques, music, animation, everything together...I WISH I KNEW HOW TO DO THAT DAMN) are also big inspirations.

@ameliecausse is a very dear friend of mine (coucou si tu lis ça :D ). She influenced a lot the way i think about backgrounds, and her digital paintings were so good they pushed me to do more lineless art, and to incorporate already existing textures into some of my drawings. Also I stole a bunch of photoshop brushes from her shhh.

I need to mention FMA: not only is it my favorite manga, i use to copy pages from it, a lot. I think it KIND OFs hows in the way i draw heads??... idk. (i know i never draw anything FMA-related, but you don't "need" to do fanart for a piece of media that is already perfect imo. At least for me, fanart is always born of a mix of excitement and frustration). Recently I've learned to love very colorful art more than ever, like Moebius, or Dominique Ramsey's art. Anyone who draw weird creatures/animals already has my love, but her!!! Wow... What can I say. Just go see her stuff please.

Speaking of colorful art, my lastest illustration shows i think how much @cy-lindric's work had an impact on me. There are hundreds of other artists I would to love to talk about, but this post is already too long. So here is a recent art mindblow of mine to finish this post:

The COMPOSITION! The MEANING... the COLORS...

Thank you for that very interesting question!

[a-pretty-nerd]

“I Wanna Push Your Limits”

Dom! Klaus Hargreaves x fem! Reader

Request: "Hi l love your writing so muchh! Do you think you could do something Fem!reader x Klaus Hargreeves where he's dominant for once and tries to make her come as many times as possible.." ~ Anon

A/N: Dear lord this ask has been in there for a while, I am SO SORRY ANON! Thank you for submitting a request, I really like this idea. I think it's super fun! As always, don't be afraid to make a request. I also write for anime too, like MHA and Jujutsu Kaisen so hit me up!

Warnings: Dom/sub, butt stuff, light bandage, daddy kink (kinda, I guess), multiple orgasms. Damn this bitch be S P I C Y

Time is an illusion. But, if you had to make an educated guess as to how long you've been laying there, it would have been between 1 to 2 hours. In reality it was more like 30 minutes but time ceases to exist when you're gagged, blindfolded, and tied to your bed frame.

Not to mention the obnoxious buzzing against your poor clit. The sounds echoing off the walls, the vibrator torturing you. Two clitoral orgasms had already ripped through your body and a third threatened to erupt.

"Are you gonna cum again, baby girl?" Klaus whined. Even in a dominant position, Klaus's voice moaned and whimpered so sweetly. It sent chills down your spine. You whimpered back, nodding your head as your teeth knawed on the rubber ball tied to your mouth. Fuck this was a big one. You felt yourself reached the edge again, hitting you harder than the last two. Your legs bobbed from side to side as you came. The vibrating sensation continuing through your orgasm. Your muscles tensed and relaxed, only then did the buzzing stop.

You huffed, catching your breath as your toes curled from the remaining pleasure. Finally, he'd fuck you now. Or so you thought. You felt the bed move under you as he adjusted his position. You felt him between your thighs, pulling them aside to look down at your arousal. Suddenly you felt his wet tongue come down to your poor clit. He licked at it a few times, watching you loudly gasp and whimper as you tried to pull away. He chuckled to himself.

"You make the most adorable sounds when you're like this." He cooed before lapping at your pussy, playing with your sensitive flesh. You eased up as the pleasure began to build again. He really didn't need the vibrator at all. He was fully capable of torturing you without it. He continued to tease you before denying you a fourth climax. He sat up and wiped his slick covered face before smiling down at you.

His hands came up to caress your body. Groping your breast and hips as he pleased. He took deep breaths and moaned out words of praise. The fabric of his boxers coming to rut up against you. You moaned, wishing he'd just fuck you already.

"God, you're just...magnificent." He purred as he came down to pepper kisses across your chest and neck. Working up to nibble on your ear before whispering, "I wanna know how much you can take." Suddenly his hand came down on your clit in a harsh but not harmful slap. It stung your clit, forcing a sharp gasp from you. "I wanna push your limits." Another slap. Fuck, it felt good. "I want you to cum, over," slap "over" slap "and over," slap "again."

You whimpered in response, raising your hips for another slap. You swore you would have cum if he just touched you one more time. But no, he didn't. Instead, he took your gag off and rutted his clothed cock up against you once more. Your poor little pussy quivered at the action.

"Do you remember our safe word?" He asked.

"Mmhm." You bit your lip and moaned. He smiled again before kissing you, passionately. He quickly released you from your bed frame and had you get on all fours. Finally, finally he'd fuck you. But suddenly you felt something cold and wet drip over your back door. Fuck. You'd prepared physically but mentally- "aaaahhh." You let out a small gasp as his finger entered your ass. He curled his finger down repeatedly, adding another finger with some more lube.

"Gooood girl." He praised, his other hand coming down to rub lube across your ass as he fondled you. Fuck, it made your toes curl. Was he gonna make you cum from fingering your ass alone? Fuck, it sure felt like it. Your pussy clenched and you felt the knot in your stomach tighten as he continued to curl his fingers, playing with you. You let out a long moan as it built up, finally a smooth and warm orgasm washing over your body.

"F-Fuuuuuck babyyyy." You moaned as you rested your head down on your pillow.

"That's it, good girl cumming on Daddy's fingers." He pulled out, his fingers soon being replaced with a cold metallic plug that continuously pressed against that perfect spot. You wiggled your ass from side to side, hoping to persuade him to fuck you already. He smiled and gave your ass a good smack that made you help and giggle. "Naughty girl, you want my cock already, don't you?" He moaned. You nodded and continued to wiggle. He moved to push down his boxers and let his hard cock spring free. You smiled at the sight, anticipation building.

"Please Daddy. Fuck me." You whined playfully. He giggled, his tip sliding up and down your soaking wet slit. He held his tip still against it for a moment, teasing you. You pushed back against him, his tip entering for a moment before he pulled out and watched you whine in protest.

"Alright, fine. Have it your way." He scoffed before sliding inside. You let out a content sigh as he filled you, his hips slowly rolling back and forth. You happily moaned and relaxed as you let him slowly fuck you. Almost, too slow. The dragging of his shaft inside you hit all the right spots but the pace was tortuous. So...slow. Too...slow? No, wait, he's teasing you. He's being mean again and teasing you. But the knot in your stomach continued to tighten. The pleasure was still there, it was just slow and sweet. He made your body work for it's orgasm.

Much like the last, this orgasm washed over you. Forcing out more long and loud moans from your chest. Suddenly, he stopped. You pulled yourself up to protest but before you could say anything, his hips bucked into yours. His cock slamming into you abruptly.

"Ah!" You cried. His hands grasping onto your hips as another came. And then another, and another until he was fucking you hard and fast. Pouding into you. He reached out and grasped a handful of hair to pull your head back so he could whisper in your ear.

"You like that? You like it when Daddy fucks you like this?" All you could do was moan out a string of bouncing noise.

"Uh- uhhuhuhuhuhuh." As he bounced you on his cock. Your eyes rolled back in your head. Yes. This. This is what you wanted. To be fucked senseless. The absurd smack of skin filled your ears as you came around his cock again. This one racing through your veins to make you weak. Continuing to pump into you, he reached down and roughly played with your clit. You cried out in pleasure as you quickly came again. Fuck, the pleasure was slowly turning to pain.

"That's it, cum for me. Cum for me baby. Fuck yes." He panted in your ear. His tongue lolling out for a moment before he adjusted himself to fuck directly against that spongy spot. Your toes curled. Fuck. FUCK. You couldn't possibly be cumming again, and so soon. He felt weak. Your head dropped back down to the pillow as his cock plowed into you. Your mind going blank with nothing but feeling. Nothing but the motion of him. The plug aided in his mission, as another slap to your twitching clit brought another orgasm crashing over you.

Too much. You thought. It's too much. You should say...you should say the safe word. Right? Uh...maybe one more- fuck! He began to loudly pant and moan your name. His hand occasionally coming down to spank your ass, of play with your clip until you came yet again. Finally, his thrusts started to sputter. He let out a loud whimper as he came inside, filling you as your pussy clenched around him, your last orgasm milking him for all he's worth.

"F-Fuuuck." He panted. He leaned down to you, kissing up your back until he reached your neck. "Hey, you alright?"

"Mmmmh..." you sighed, still coming down from your finally high.

"H-H...How many was that?" He asked, dazed and still regaining myself. You shrugged in your bliss. "Fuck. I should have kept track." He sounded disappointed in himself. "Neck time I'll write it down." He joked, pulling himself out. You let out a sharp whimper. His cum oozing out of you. "Hey." He layed his hand flat on your back. "You okay sweetie?" You nodded. "Okay. I'll go run you a warm bath, okay?" You nodded again with a content hum. "Okay."

"Wait."

"Yes?"

"Could you grab me some tea while you're up?"

"Tea? Sure thing baby. Honey?"

"Yes please." He smiled and kissed your cheek.

"Okay."

[fatiguing-thoughts]

"Healing” - Chapter 2 - Paul Lahote x Reader

Summary: A short snippet of a day in the Healing series. 

Read part one here :)

Monday

The aching feeling in my chest weighed me down enough to keep me in bed. It had been a week since I had felt thrown away. 

I couldn’t bring myself to detangle my limbs from the sheets, today was just a day where I couldn’t get up. 

I ignored the dinging of my phone, unable to bring myself to answer it. I knew it was either Leah or Paul trying to get me to get up, but it was a futile attempt. 

I knew Leah had patrol today, so she wouldn’t be able to drag me out of bed. Though, Paul will probably show up eventually. 

But for now, I sat in the silence, the mind-numbing atmosphere of my bedroom. Void of noise, void of happiness, void of feelings. Numb might have been the best word to describe my state. 

The guilt of almost feeling relieved was eating me alive. How could I be so sad, but so relieved at the same time? Like I could finally breathe air for the first time in months, though we only broke up a few weeks ago. But unhealthy relationships will do that to you. 

I ignored the footsteps that approached my bedroom door, knowing that the heavy footfall came from one who could only be Paul. 

Paul.

I retreated deeper into my sheets, pulling the blanket tighter to my cold frame; cold from the lack of blood that seemed to flow through me anymore. I felt as if I was just a body, life no longer inhabiting me. 

“(Y/N), wake up.” Paul lightly says, shaking my shoulder.

“No.” I huff, pulling my face deeper into the pillow.

“Yes.” He cheerfully says as he yanks the blanket off my body.

“Please, I’m so cold.” I wine, curling up into a ball.

“Sorry, you gotta get up. It’s after 10. This isn’t like you.” He says, placing a hand on my arm.

“You’re so warm.” I shiver. “Come here. Please.” I wine.

“Uh… just for a minute. But then we’re going to that waterfall.” He hesitates before lying next to me.

“Mmmmh.” I mumble, scooting closer to him.

I felt him tense up before relaxing under my touch.

Touching Paul was magnetizing. It was like fire radiated around my skin. I soaked up all his warmth like my life depended on it.

Though, these feelings were absolutely horrifying.

Guilt ate me alive, and so did fear.

I couldn’t stop myself from clinging to Paul. He was the warmth I needed, the warmth I craved. 

Though, the feelings I held for him brought butterflies to my stomach. These feelings made my solemn heart beat again, beating uncontrollably. It was like how I used to feel for Paul, but intensified. 

But it was only weeks since my relationship ended, I was not ready to feel this way for anyone. I didn’t want to mistake my starvation of affection for feelings.  This was such a confusing way to feel. Guilt mixed with the desire to be loved, to be given affection. To feel him near, to hold onto him. I couldn’t ruin what Paul and I had-- the best friendship one could ask for. 

Plus, he never felt the same for me. Surely, if he ever did-- he would have told me over the years instead of burying it in another girl. 

I couldn’t risk another heartbreak, especially so soon. Especially with someone I held so close to my heart for so long. 

I couldn’t risk losing Paul. 

But that didn’t mean I couldn’t appreciate the warmth he brought me.

I felt his strong, feverish arm wrap around me, pulling me closer into his side. “Did you sleep well?” He whispers, studying the bags under my eyes. 

“No.” My voice cracked. “I had a lot on my mind.” I admit, nuzzling my head onto his chest. 

“Wanna talk about it?” 

“Maybe we can just take a nap, I don’t think I’m ready to talk about that yet.” I yawn, pulling myself closer.

“Alright, we can take a nap.” He sighs, smirking down at me. “But you’ll be leaving this bed today.” 

“That’s what you think.” I shut my eyes, smiling to myself. 

“No, that’s what I know.” He chuckles. 

“Mondays are always hard.” I wine, before falling into a soft slumber. 

Not too much later, I woke up to see Paul’s big brown eyes watching me stir awake. 

“You’re finally up, let’s get going.” He says, lightly nudging me awake. 

“Ughhh, fine.” I huff, sitting up. 

“Alright, not to be a jerk but you gotta shower.” He laughs. “You stink.” 

“Ouch.” 

“Come on, get in the shower so we can go.” 

“Fine. Please don’t leave.” I sigh, walking over to get my clothes from my dresser. 

“Never.” 

I heard him walking over to my bathroom, followed by the sound of the water running. 

I grab what I needed to change into and make my way over to the bathroom. 

“Thank you, Paul.” I sigh, walking over to place my stuff on the counter. 

“Of course. I made it warm for you, I know you’ve been really cold.” 

I smiled at the gesture, holding my hand under the water to test it. 

“I’ll be waiting in your room.” He smiles, closing the door behind him as he walks away. 

As the steam took over the bathroom, I felt good. I felt good to finally shower, to feel the heat consume my frigid body. It felt like Paul. It called me out of bed, reminding me that it was the best thing that I could do. 

The scents of my shampoo and soaps brought me to a place of serenity. I simply just felt good for finally being able to get myself in the shower. 

After enjoying my time in the shower, I got myself all ready to go before finding Paul in my room.

“What’s the plan for today?” I ask, sitting down next to him. 

“Well, that’s actually a surprise. Let’s get going.” He smiles, standing up. __________________________________ Word Count: 1001

[macnevercries]

So for my request, can you write a story with Toshinori and a male reader practicing exhibition please? In the story, Toshi would do errands with the reader while wearing nothing but a trenchcoat, sandals and a face mask. In truth, Toshi is butt naked underneath with his cock in chastity, a vibrator and his mouth tape gagged. The reader would tease & taunt him in public. His goal is to finish his errands without anyone catching them or him cumming in public. What do you think?

Warnings- exhibition, d/s, established relationship, degrading, oral (receiving), dom reader, male reader

Word count- 1k

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“You ready to go Toshi?” You smile at the man of boney stature, still quite tall despite being in his original form. He looked over to you from his spot in front of the mirror. His legs were shaking, you weren’t sure if he was nervous or excited but either way you were doing this.

“Y-yeah” he mumbled. His chastity belt felt a little tight, he was excited already. The vibrator you had stuffed up his ass wasn’t on but he almost moaned at how full he felt. All of this was hidden under his tan trench coat that barely went past his knees.

You came up behind him and taped a gag over his mouth, silencing his quiet whines. Sliding his mask up over his nose, you caressed his cheek lovingly.

“You’re such a good boy doing this for me Toshi, we’re gonna go run some errands and you’re gonna behave yourself okay?” you ask, already knowing his answer. He gives you a hurried nod, excited for what’s to come.

As you two walk around town, visiting the laundromat, post office and the bank you mess with the remote of his vibrator. Whenever you play with the settings he jumps a little, his legs quivering as he leans into you for stability so he doesn’t fall if they give out. You could feel your pants tightening at his adorable behavior. Who knew the ex-number one hero would get off on exhibition?

Your next destination was the grocery store, the last errand before you guys head home. You walked inside the store, strolling around and making Toshinori bend over to get your groceries, leaning back to get a nice view of his ass every time. He returned to the cart you were standing by with apples in his hands, his walk a little crooked from all his failed stimulation. Right before he reached the cart you turned the vibrator on its highest setting, causing him to drop the apples and fall over.

“Tsk” you muttered, leaning down to pick up the apples and place them with the rest of your stuff before helping him up. He clung to you desperately as his legs shook. You noticed a little drippage on the floor and you were taken aback. Had he come from the vibrator or from drawing attention to his barely covered form?

“You weren’t supposed to come Toshi, you decided to be a bad boy huh?” you spat in his ear, a quiet rage in your voice.

“mmmmh” he couldn’t help but groan, he felt too good. If you stayed here any longer people might start to notice. You pulled his slumped form up so he was standing straight, dragging him and your shopping cart into the nearest bathroom. Your cock was throbbing, but he didn’t need to know that, he needed to be punished.

You pushed him into the single person bathroom, practically ripping open his trench coat as soon as you locked the door. You undid his chastity belt and inspected his still hard length. The tip was red and pulsing, the entire thing was sticky with his cum.

“You broke the rules Toshi” you sighed, you were angry but you were buzzing with adrenaline. Seeing your partner desperate and getting off from other people seeing him like this, it excited you.

“You’re going to have to make it up to me, on you knees now” He scrambled to sit in front of you, setting himself so he was facing the painfully hard tent in your pants. Your removed his mask and ripped the tape off, earning a whimper from him. You grinned.

“Just like that, I know you can make it up to me, I know you can take my cock Toshi” He practically drooled at your words, his quick hands started unzipping your pants until you slapped them away.

“Use your mouth” you growled. He mewled in response, tucking his hands behind his back and unzipping your jeans with his teeth. He looked so pretty for you like this, so dirty. When your cock sprung out against your stomach he moaned loudly at the sight. You laughed at his reaction.

“Be as loud as you want baby, after all you want people to know don’t you?” you sneered. He quivered at your harshness, shaking with anticipation.

He licked the side of your cock, tracing circles around the tip lightly. You couldn’t take it anymore. You grabbed a fistful of his hair and used his face to your liking. He hollowed out his cheeks so he could take all of you, spamming and gagging as he did so. The way his throat contracted around you felt like heaven. Your head had been nodded back in pleasure but when your eyes snap down to your lover, you find him touching yourself. You slap him hard enough to leave a red mark, a hot stinging hand print engraved on his face.

“Who said you could touch yourself slut” you snapped.

“Are you really suck a cock-hungry whore that you get turned on by sucking me off? Pathetic” your words only drove him on, his dick was overflowing with pre.

He tucked his hands behind his back and you continue to fuck his face like he was a doll. A few more gags around your length has you cumming, shooting your hot seed down his throat and closing his mouth after pulling out.

“Swallow” you state. Toshinori saw a dark look in your eyes and he was unsure if it was lust or rage. Or both.

You tucked yourself back into your pants and helped your boyfriend up and get redressed.

“Seems like you made it up to me this time, now if you can make it out of this grocery store without cumming again then just maybe I’ll give you a present when we get home.” You told him, his eyes trained your lips, nodding eagerly at your deal. You left the bathroom and continued shopping, teasing him every once in a while.

People stopped to stare, pointing at the two of you. But that was what he wanted wasn’t it?