#Not a complaint it's just so 🤌

[timdrakesstaff]

Unintentionally being seen by a new creator because you semi consistently interact with their posts and hype 'em up only for them to thank you

[kindahoping4forever]

In case you were wondering what I thought of yesterday's content

[reiderwriter]

hi 💖 I’m literally ✨obsessed✨ with your writing atm and I’ve never done a request before so I thought this would be the perfect opportunity!!

I would love to read an established couple fic where reader drops by !professor spencer’s office and spicy times ensue 🌶️👀 the trope where reader is inexplicably jealous of the girls auditing his class gets me every 🤌 single 🤌 time 🤌 (but don’t feel like you have to include that trope!! I’m a sucker for any !professor spencer smut lmao)

- 🐺 anon

A/N: Thank you sm for your request!! I am also slightly unhinged about Professor Spencer (I think this is my second one this month lmao) so I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: use of sir, degradation, fingering, no contraception, PinV sex, semi-public sex, jealous reader (she's like 27 beefing with undergrads), age-gap (15 years), Spencer keeps a souvenir of her visit 😊. Also I don't even know if American lecturers have office hours, so like... For context I am a European living in SK lmao. 18+ MINORS DNI

W/C: ~2k

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You’d lost count of how many times you’d visited Spencer in his office now that he’d started lecturing semi-regularly. The break from his regular activities as a member of the BAU suited him well, and you had no complaints either, loving having an excuse to drop by the college campus he was based on to visit the cute student-run coffee shops and explore the space. And since you’d started working from home while you wrote your novel, you definitely had the time to visit.

Usually, you’d find him in some lecture theatre or the other, but having walked around all his regularly scheduled rooms, he was nowhere in sight. You shrugged a little, figuring that he must be in his office if he was nowhere else. You were right, of course, but he wasn’t exactly alone.

A line of undergrads had formed at his door as you noticed the sign pinned to his door mentioned his updated office hours for the semester in the run-up to finals week. Typical. You were never the best-timed person, and you could see that you weren’t going to get his attention for a while from the look of all the students. You waited outside for him to open the door and summon the next student into his office, settling onto a couch opposite his door.

You weren’t trying to listen in to the multiple conversations going on, but you couldn’t help it when they were being so loud and open.

“God, he’s so fucking hot, I just want him to bend me over that desk and-”

“-wonder if he’s single. If he is, I’m totally going to make a move-”

“-I just know it’s big-”

“- in that lecture about the serial rapist, all I could think about was his hands-”

You blushed a little deeper with each of their confessions. They didn’t know who you were, of course they didn’t, and you sure as hell weren’t going to tell them. But now you knew why it was that they were here, and honestly, you couldn’t blame them for lusting after the man, you’d done the same thing. Your relationship had started in a similar way. You’d knocked on the doors of the FBI with a case back when you were a journalist, and been met with those big brown eyes and it had taken your entire strength to not jump him then and there.

So you understood. But you didn’t have to like it, and you certainly did not. The longer you sat there, the older you felt, constantly resisting the urge to yell at these kids in an old maid's way. Gods he was old enough to be some of these girls’ fathers. You weren’t exactly close in age with him yourself, a gap of about 15 years separating the two of you, but come on.

The door to his office finally cracked open, and you followed the sound of his voice, still rambling out facts as he let the student out.

“Now that you have the difference between stressor and trigger down, you’ll find it easier to interpret some of the readings, just keep in mind that sometimes they can be one and the same.” The student nodded and thanked him before leaving, a slightly disappointed look shadowing her face.

“Y/N, what are you doing here?” His smile lit up the second he saw you, and you held out the coffee you’d bought him earlier to him.

“Thought I’d drop in and see you. I missed you.” Maybe it was petty of you in front of literal teenagers and people who couldn’t even legally drink yet, but you wrapped a hand around his waist, underneath his suit jacket, and looked up at him with a big grin, fluttering your eyelashes. He looked at you with knotted eyebrows, trying to decode your words as if they were the key to cracking a case he was working on.

You felt the eyes of the students burning into you, heard them whispering to each other and your grin deepened. You’d marked your territory successfully.

“I’m sorry, I’ve got office hours for the next 25 minutes, do you mind waiting?” He looked apologetically down at you, speaking with a bit of an awkward tone, not used to the notable PDA.

“That’s fine. I can wait out here, right?” You asked, trying to give him your most innocent look. He nodded his assent, and you returned to your seat, grabbing a book from your bag and settling in as he welcomed the next student to his office.

An hour later, all the students had finally dispersed. A fair few of them had given up after you made your identity known, embarrassingly slinking away from the queue, but a fair few had stuck it out, still just wanting a glimpse of him. The conversation had dimmed though, now back on the topic of college parties and TikTok stars or something.

When the final student slipped out of the office, you jumped up enthusiastically and joined Reid inside, letting yourself in with a small knock and a sing-song “professor.”

He was sat at his desk, glasses perched on his nose looking down at some papers, and looking as attractive as he had the day you’d met him. You slunk over to him, swirling his chair around so you could sit on his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck and pressing a deep kiss to his lips.

“What’s gotten into you today?” He asked, grabbing your hips and pulling you closer to him, obviously not objecting to the sudden physicality of your affection. “It’s not an anniversary, we’re only on our 1,813th day of dating which doesn’t mark any milestones or other special cultural holidays, so what gives.”

“You know I love it when you talk numbers to me.”

“You know I love it even more when you spill and tell me what’s going on? Come on, Y/N, something’s different.” You pouted at this goddamn superhuman perception. It was going to be embarrassing to admit that you saw the gaggle of girls that had been crowding around his office as competition.

“There were a lot of students today.” You said, simply changing the topic a bit, hoping you wouldn’t have to explicitly name the green-eyed monster that had taken over you.

“Not really, that’s about the amount I get every time I open office hours.”

“Every time?” He’d told you often that you were an absolutely open book, your facial expressions baring your every thought and feeling. So you cursed yourself at the pout you felt forming on your lips.

“Woah, what was that? Y/N, are you… are you jealous?”He laughed a little bit as your frown deepened, a flush coming up to cover your face.

“So what if I am?”

“Have I not been paying enough attention to you, baby?” He trailed his hand up between your thighs and your breath hitched as you felt the tone of the conversation immediately shift.

“They were talking about you, y’know?” your breath hitched at the last word, as his hand found its way to your clit, beginning to press the tiniest of circles around that nerve.

“Oh? What were they saying that made my princess so upset?” The hand gripping your hip was nearly painful now, as he clasped you tightly, letting your legs spread for him as he slowly picked up the pace, your back now flush against his chest as he looked down to between your legs from over your shoulder. Your head was thrown back against him, your chest rising and falling with every small movement.

“They were talking a-about your hands,” you moaned out. His eyes stayed fixed on your center, but his free hand trailed up to your blouse, popping a few buttons expertly so he could see the rise and form of your chest, see your nipples sticking out through the thin bra you’d chosen that morning.

“Hmm, is that it baby? They just talked about these hands?” He continued at his agonizing pace on your clit as his hand lifted to your nipples, pulling one breast free of your bra and beginning to roll it between his fingers. You writhed at the touch, trying desperately to keep quiet, knowing from your time outside just how thin these walls were.

“Baby, I think you didn’t hear me. Was that all they said?” His tone was darker now, and you knew you had to answer before he made you.

“No!” You moaned out, trying to gain back some composure when all you wanted to do was relax into his hands and let him pull your release from you. “They… they said they knew you were big… Down there.” He laughed a little at that and shifted his hips underneath you.

“And are they correct baby?” You feel him pressing against your leg now and it takes everything in you not to let your eyes roll back in pleasure and let him use you as he wants.

“Yes, sir. They were… they were right, you always fill me up so good.” Your hips start grinding down into his, his hand stilling as you use him to get yourself off.

“There’s something else they said, right, baby? You’re holding something back?” He smiled, dropping hot open-mouthed kisses to your neck as you frantically rubbed yourself up against him. Your moans were ripping out from your mouth now in frustrated moans, as you felt needy in a way you’d never quite experienced before.

“Stop teasing, Spencer.”

“No. This is my office, and you come in draping yourself all over me like a whore in front of all of my students. You don’t get to call me Spencer right now, you’re going to have to show a little bit more respect.” With those words he pushed you up to your feet, pulling his hands off of you before quickly clearing a space on the desk and bending you over it.

“I heard this bit. They said they wanted me to bend them over and take them like this, right?” You heard him unzip his pants, bringing the tip of his cock to your entrance as he started teasing you, pulling your panties to the side. You moaned out a yes, but that wasn’t enough for him anymore.

“Use your words, baby. What did they want me to do to them?”

“They wanted you to bend them over the desk and fuck them like a little whore, sir.” With that confession out in the open, he finally pushed into you, stretching you out with a sinful groan slipping from his mouth.

“Fuck baby, so tight and wet for me…” His thrusts were hard and slow, and you could feel the wetness seeping down your legs, the wet sounds of your activity filling the space infinitely. His pace picked up and so did your constant mewls from the contact, the sounds completely unmistakable for anything but base lust.

“You’re so fucking wet for me, sweetheart. Going to come, right here on my cock in my office, huh?”

“Yes, sir, I’m going to…. Shit, I’m going to cum.” He grabbed your hair and pulled your face up to his, swallowing each of your moans with his mouth as he let his tongue explore, your body twitching still under his ministrations. He kept his rough pace up for another minute or two before hitting his peak as well, pulling out to empty himself out on your thighs.

“Shit, Y/N,” he mumbled, falling back into his chair and running a hand through his tousled hair as you fell forward back into the desk, chest heaving. He was at eye level with the results of his labour and you heard the sound of his phone camera clicking before you could pull yourself together.

“Spencer!” You giggled awkwardly, looking back at him with an incredulous look as he pulled some tissues out of the desk drawer and started cleaning you up.

“What? I always take notes during my office hours.” He grinned up at you, as you turned around and planted another kiss to his lips, pulling him back up to you.

“How many students do you think will actually turn up to your class tomorrow?”

“I’ll be lucky if the module actually has any sign-ups next term.”

[diejager]

omg does reader mom ever notice something? doesn't she gets a little suspicious about the way her husband and his best friend look at her daughter?? does she ever catch them? sorry but i think that readers mom is a bit of a bad mom bc her daughter did go to her and said They are acting weird with me and her mom was like :/ dont really care

they way u write them 🤌🤌🤌 PERFECT love it 💋

She doesn’t notice anything at first, she just married someone well off and retired man with a giant stature that would make any man jealous, especially with her teenage dream of marrying a strong military man. She’s in her honeymoon phase for the first few months, often around and always smiling in a bright and joyous smile that makes your cheeks hurt, but she still goes to work. She may have married someone rich, but she doesn’t like depending on her husband, wanting to pay her worth.

She shrugs off your complaints in the first months, thinking that you’re still a bit skittish around your new stepfather and his best friend that she got to know and like. She wasn’t worried at first, still chalking it up to your nerves, but when you continue to voice tour unease and discomfort of living with König and Horangi coming around so often, she gets suspicious. Her honeymoon haze is over and her view on her new marriage isn’t through thick, pink glasses.

She listened to you, nodding and - against your will - promising to take it up with König. He, with a background of interrogation, influencing and planing, knows how to convince your mom, smooth her worries and come up with excuses about how you’re just shy and timid around him, a stranger to her up until a few months ago. It works, she comes back to you with König’s explanations and smiles, so happy that she fixed the “situation” before it exploded, all while your stepdad stands in he shadows, grinning from ear to ear about his success.

She isn’t a bad mom, per se, not in the sense that she neglects and abuses you, she’s just less conscious of her home situation when she’s rarely home, working in and out of country to give you a life of luxury that she never got. She also had you out of wedlock, your father abandoning her while she reached her last term. She dated on and off, never bringing anyone who would hurt you because she trusted you to come to her if her partner did anything to you.

Out of everyone she saw, König was the first that never came to her house before marriage - not that she ever got close to marrying the other men she dated, you told them off before she could tie the knot with someone disgusting - and was kept a secret. So she wasn’t worried when you voice your distaste of König much more than any other man.

Taglist: @sae1kie @yeoldedumbslut @tallmanlover @distracteddragoness @vxnilla-hxrddrugs @konigsblog @havoc973

[getosbigballsack]

Heyo!!!

It’s good to see you back! Since you asked for a request, I was wondering if you could do one with Satoru and chubby reader. It’s Gojo’s birthday and his present is the reader 🫢🫶🏽🤌 ❤️

I was thinking of your story Insecurities. That lives rent free in my mind.

𝐴 𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑌𝑜𝑢

𝐼𝑛𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑟 𝐺𝑜𝑗𝑜 𝑆𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑢 𝑥 𝐶ℎ𝑢𝑏𝑏𝑦 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝑆𝑦𝑛𝑜𝑝𝑠𝑖𝑠: 𝐼𝑡𝑠 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑡ℎ𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑓𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑖𝑚. 𝑆𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑, 𝑏𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑑, 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑖𝑚. 𝐻𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑒��𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑝𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒. 𝐷𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚. 𝐼𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟-𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑙?

𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔: 𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑔𝑒, 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠, 𝐵𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝐺𝑎𝑔, 𝑡𝑜𝑦𝑠, 𝑑𝑜𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑢𝑏 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑠, 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘, 𝑑𝑒𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠 (𝐺𝑜𝑗𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑢𝑚𝑏 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑙𝑢𝑡) 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑤𝑎𝑥 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑒𝑡𝑐

𝐴/𝑁: 𝐼 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑙, 𝐼 𝑝𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡. 𝐼'𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚. 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐼'𝑚 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔. @mc-reborn 𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒.

𝑊𝐶: 4.3𝑘

✯𝐺𝑜𝑗𝑜 𝑆𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑢'𝑠 𝑃𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑃𝑒𝑛

𝐸𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦❤︎

“Ready Satoru?” you asked him as you laid on your tummy before him. You lifted your bottom half from the floor a bit just so that he could get a view of your dripping aching cunt that was clenching so much around the pink toy you had inside of you. 

He shook his head and groaned a bit, due to the fact that he had a ball gag in his mouth preventing him from speaking. His eyes fluttered, fist clenching behind his back the moment he felt your warm hand gently wrapping around his cock - your fingers gently swiping the leaking tip just before your lips came in contact with the hot burning flesh in your hands. 

Satoru tossed his head back, thinking about the event that led up to this very moment. 

…

It’s your boyfriend's birthday and it’s no surprise that you wanted to do something special for him. But with Christmas around the corner and your need to buy him something special for christmas, you knew that spending the extra money that you did not have was not an option (despite your boyfriend coming from old money, plus he’s an influencer so that mean he had money that you couldn’t even think of owning). 

He wanted you both to go to a grand hotel and spend the night there for his birthday, but you told him no and instead he should save his money or you both could spend the night at that same grand hotel that he wanted to visit for christmas. He asked what you suggested then and you told him to be at your apartment by five. You told him to go out with his friends Geto and Shoko during the day while you set up things at home for his birthday during the night. And he agreed without complaint.

You opt to do something a bit different for your boyfriend for his birthday. You knew he liked sweets, so baking his favourite double layered chocolate cake was your first thing that you had set out to do, but that wasn’t enough. So you decided to make him your favourite comfort food, miso soup. But that still wasn’t enough, so you ended up cooking a whole bunch of traditional Japanese meals that he loved such as Tonkatsu, Shogayaki and Tamagoyaki along with a few others. He would differently have a full belly by the end of the day.

Somehow looking at the amount of food you had prepared just for him, it still felt like it wasn’t enough, so you began tidying up the space in your tiny living room, making it a bit more homey than usual, you then turned on the TV, went on netflix and found his favourite show ‘Burning Desires’. But that still wasn’t enough. 

“Think Y/N, think,” you whispered to yourself as you walked around your living area, thinking about what else you could do for him on his birthday. You thought of sex, but you knew regardless of whether it's his birthday or not, you would’ve still had sex with him to end his perfect day. But that’s all you could think of at the moment, such a bad idea. Wait actually no, maybe sex isn't such a bad idea after all, given the type of sex your boyfriend is into so maybe just maybe you could make your sexy time with him a bit more interesting. 

So you hurriedly took a shower, bathed yourself in his favourite scent cinnamon, shaved your legs and trimmed up your pubes a bit. He didn’t mind you having pubes, he thought it was sexy if groomed properly so you did just that. After the shower you moisturise your skin in a cinnamon vanilla lotion, spray a bit of perfume on your body then got dressed in the all white lingerie set he bought for you, just last week, praying that you’d be a good girl for him one day and show him how beautiful you looked flaunting your curves in that set. 

After all that you went to your dresser and opened a drawer that had a lot of sex toys in it, (yes your boyfriend is slightly interested in BDSM). He often practises his plays on you, always asking for consent whenever he wants to try something risky and so far you tried many things inside the book with you on the receiving end most times. 

But this time, how about you take the lead and have him bottom just for once, even if it's just for a few minutes. That'll spice things up a bit for you both. So you grabbed your fluffy handcuffs, collar and a ball gag. 

Oh this ought to be fun. 

… 

There was a knock on your door before you heard the sound of keys only moments before your front door was being opened. You peeped your head from outside your bedroom to see your boyfriend standing at the front door. “Baby? I'm home.” 

“Hey Satoru, give me a second, don't move,” you said to him. You hurriedly grabbed your robe, laid the toys on your bed, then quickly covered yourself with the robe and walked out of the room with a smile on your face to greet your boyfriend with a hug and a kiss. “Hey Toru!” You beamed as you got closer to him. 

You stretched out your arms to wrap around his neck and pulled him into a warm hug. “HI baby,” he chuckled as he wrapped his hand around the fat of your waist, squeezing your soft body against his. 

“Happy birthday Satoru.” 

“Thank you,” he said before pulling away from your hug to kiss you on the lips. 

“So how was your day?” You asked as you closed the front door and helped him remove his coat. 

“Ah… It was fun. Suguru took us to go karting and bowling, plus he bought me a new watch and Shoko got me that headphone set I've been wanting to buy. I didn't get to see Nanami and Haibara today but they promised to hang out with me tomorrow so I'm super excited.” 

You smiled as he continued to ramble on about his time at go kart mart, wishing that you were there to have fun with him and how much he missed spending most of his day with you. 

“Satoru… baby. You're here now aren't you? And luckily I've prepared so many dishes for you to eat. Come on,” you said as you took his hand in your and led him to your living. 

A large smile appeared on his face when he saw the meals you prepared for him on the small coffee table in front of the TV. A baby blue blanket spread out on the floor with a few pillows neatly arranged on them and on the blanket was his cake that had a few candles on them. 

On the television his favourite show was there patiently waiting for him to watch and when he turned around to express his excitement to you, there you stood in that lingerie set he bought for you. Doing exactly what he wanted, flaunting your body and feeling comfortable wearing lingerie around.

“So do you like it?” You asked shyly. 

“Liked it, I love it,” he almost squealed, trying to contain his inner excitement. Seeing you put out this much effort for him on his birthday really meant a lot to him and he just can't wait to dig into the food and cake that you prepared just for him while you cuddle up in his arms and watch his favourite movie. 

But first he has got to snap a few pictures. He took pictures of the food you prepared, the little cosy area you set up and lastly he asked you to hold the cake closer to your chest. He quickly went for the lighter in the kitchen, came back and lit up the candles before snapping a picture and captioned it, “All these ‘CAKES’ just for me.” 

He posted all photos on his Instagram, Snapchat and TikTok stories before tossing his phone on the sofa. “Come birthday boy, blow out the candles.” And he did before taking the cake for you to rest it on the floor before pulling you down to sit next to him just so the both of you could eat and enjoy the movie.

… 

To say that this was a success would be an understatement, because it was more than a success. The look on your boyfriend’s as he ate another slice of your delicious cake as he continued to watch his favourite movie was enough to tell you that it was more than a success. And you're happy that you were able to put such a wonderful smile on his face. 

You were so caught up staring at your ridiculously hot boyfriend, you didn't even realise that he was trying to say something to you until he waved his hand in front of your face, snapping you out of your trance. “I'm sorry what?” 

He chuckled before responding, “I said I wanted to try something new with you today.” 

“What?” 

“Wax play. I think it'll be fun,” he said to you. He watched as your eyes popped out of your head and your hand immediately went to rest in your lap. “We've tried many things before and you like what we've done thus far. I think we should try something a bit daring. What do you think?” 

“We… well well, I think… it - it's not a bad i- idea,” you said stuttering. Gojo bit his lips and immediately hit pause on the TV to stop the movie right in the middle of a sex scene. 

“Well if you're up to the task, I could quickly drive to the sex shop and get a few candles and come back,” he whispered as he reached his hands out to cup your cheeks and pulled you in for a small kiss. “What do you say?”

What do you say? You wanted to. You're always eager to try something new with your boyfriend. It excites you the most when he brings something daring to the table that you're supposed to try. Like that one time he held a knife to your throat and fucked you dumb. 

You badly wanted to try out wax play, but you already had something planned. “I want to but I already had something planned for us to do.” 

His brows furrowed as he asked, “What's that?” 

“We… well, I was thinking that maybe you… you'd let me dominate you tonight.”

“What… you want me to allow you to dominate me?” He asked and you shook your head yes. “Do you think I'll allow you to dominate me?” 

“It was only just a suggestion. If you don't want to, then I'll understand. No pressure,” you replied quickly, cheeks burning and thumbs twiddling as you do so. 

He laughed, almost doubling over against the floor mat as he did so. “OK, let's do it. I want to see what you’ve got in store, baby.” 

… 

And that’s how he ended up in this position here.

You glanced up at him to see him looking down at you with sultry eyes, drool leaking from the corner of his mouth as he patiently waited for you to put his aching cock inside your mouth. And you did just that, wrapping your plump hot lips around his cock and slowly began to bob your head up and down, trying to take as much as you could fit in your mouth. 

His legs twitched a bit, eyes still fluttering the moment you lifted your head from his cock and gathered your spit in your mouth and smothered over his cock before slipping back into your mouth. 

“Fuck…” he thought as he lifted his ips a bit to slightly thrust in your mouth a bit, despite his hands being cuffed behind his back, just so you could take his cock a bit deeper inside your mouth. You began choking, then hummed at the tangy taste of his precum dripping on your tongue. Your tongue gently circled around the swollen head, sucking at the tip before sucking him back into your mouth. 

His hands tensed behind his back, fingers itching to play in your hair as he watched as you pulled his cock out of your mouth while adorably staring up at him before spitting on his shaft yet again. “Mhmmm,” he groaned into the ball gag when you took him back into your mouth, feeling as his cock slid deeper and deeper until his cock rested comfortably at the back of your throat. You wanted to choke but you held it back just long enough before you slowly pulled him out of your mouth. “Mhmm… mhmm,” he stuttered. 

He loved it when your throat clenched around his cock, especially when you started choking around him while looking up at him with your teary lust-filled eyes. You’re so beautiful and he wanted to praise you for being a slutt girl with spit leaking from the corner of your mouth as you continued to gag around him. You release his cock with a pop to mumble, “You’re so big Satoru.” 

You took him in again, slow and deeper and his body couldn’t help but to shake uncontrollably, hands fighting against the restraints. He wanted to touch you, he wanted to hold those chubby cheeks of your while he fucks he cock into your mouth like there is no tomorrow. He wanted to watch as you swallow his cock inch by inch, like the little slut baby he knew you were. 

You pulled off his cock, desperately gasping for air as you spoke, “Did you like that Toru?”

You could hear him mumbling yes, and please don’t stop. You licked your lips, smiling at his response as you spat on his cock then went down on him a third time. “Mhmm,” he shouted, feeling the tip of his cock grazing the back of your throat. 

Without even realising it, Gojo managed to wrap one leg around your neck to hold you down against cock. He lifted his hip and began to thrust into your mouth repeatedly, his leg still holding you down by your neck.

You choked, his cock was repeatedly slamming into your mouth and your throat. And though you're the one dominating him, at this very moment it feels as though he is the one in control with the way you were repeatedly gagging around his cock. He didn’t give you a moment to breathe, he just kept at it, bruising your throat in the process. And if you were to be honest with yourself. You would say that you kind of liked it. 

He was about to cum, you could feel it, by the way how his thighs were trembling and his breathing increasing rapidly. “Ugh… ngh,” he groaned as he continued to thrust harshly into your mouth. His his picked up speed, you were gagging to the point where your own slob was leaking from the corner of your mouth. He moaned once again as he thrust one last time in your mouth. You moaned when you felt his thick and hot creamy substance dripping down your throat slowly.

He didn't remove his leg from your neck, until he was sure you swallowed all his cum down your throat. Once he was sure you were finished, he removed his leg from your neck and allowed you to remove yourself from between his leg, but not without kissing his cock one last time though. 

“I wasn’t expecting you to pin me down with your leg Satoru,” you said as you stood up to remove your lingerie from your body. You went to stand in front with your pussy right in his face and God knew if Satoru’s mouth wasn’t gagged, his tongue would’ve already been deep inside your aching cunt. 

And honestly as you stood, staring down at him, you had half a mind to remove the ball gag and sit on his face and let him eat you out. But you didn’t want to risk losing control of this very moment and submit to Gojo like you’d usually do. So instead, you removed the toy from your dripping wet cunt, tossed it against before sitting on his lap and rested your hands on his shoulders. 

He groaned, feeling your wet pussy lips parting slowly as you humped yourself on his hard cock. Such a tease, he thought as he stared at you. You’re so lucky right now. “I wanna feel you inside of me so badly, Toru. My pussy has been aching all day to feel your cock inside my cunt.”

His eyes almost popped out of his head. Since when did you have the ball to talk dirty to him? Usually, he’d be prompting you to tell him exactly how much you wanted him, where you would like for him to touch you. But look at you saying such slutty words out of your mouth, knowing that he had no way of answering or teasing you. You had an advantage, but for how long? How long would it take for you to fold and submit to him regardless if he used his hands or not. 

“I can’t wait any longer,” you mumbled as you lifted your hips, grabbed his cock in your soft delicate hands. You pumped his shaft a few times before lining up the leaking tip to your entrance. You grinned at him before whispering, “Happy birthday Satoru,” then you slowly sank down on his cock. Your wet pussy folds slowly parting to welcome his hot girthy cock. 

He moaned, eyes watering as he relished in the feeling of your soaking wet pussy squeezing the fuck out of his cock. “Oh god, you feel so good,” you moaned before biting your lips and slowly began to lift your hips feeling how his thick veiny cock rubbed deliciously against your walls.

He cried out as you slowly sank down on his cock yet again, letting your plump wet pussy take every inch of his cock. He rested his head back against the sofa, eyes barely open to take in the sight of your beautiful face and how your body slowly rocked back and forth against his cock. 

You gripped his shoulders once more and let out a loud moan and squeezed your eyes shut as you both let yourselves drown in the feeling of your pussy tightly clenching around his cock so nicely. “Fuck,” you moaned, desperately wanting to feel more, wanting to feel his cock deeper inside of you, but without his hands guiding you at this current moment, you just had to settle for this. 

You bent your knees a bit, in hopes that it’ll do you a bit more justice and pushed your chest and pushed up against his chest to angle his cock a bit better so that he could slide deeper into you. Once you find your rhythm you couldn’t help but to moan out. “Oh fuck, so deep, ugh,” as you bounced on his cock. “So big.”

Gojo could only moan and watched as your ass clapped against his thigh each time you lifted yourself from his cock. He felt so good, too good to the point where he felt as though he was mere minutes from passing out. He wasn’t used to this, being handcuffed and gagged, and being denied your kisses and his hands groping your chubby cute body. He was going mad from this, and it wouldn’t be too long now, before he spills himself inside of you. It’s his first time feeling himself almost slipping into what he believed was his sub space. He wasn’t too far, so drunk off the feeling of your pussy wrapped tightly around his safe it was only a matter of time before he went into his headspace, but then he caught a glimpse of your face. 

And his eyes widened as he took into that submissive look that was written all over your face as you continued to bounce on him. Were you close to cum already? Of course you were, he could feel your soft chubby thighs trembling against his leg and your pussy pulsing around his cock. 

“Mhmm… ahhh Satoru ugh,” you moaned loudly, as you laid your head on his shoulder and your hands slowly moved to grip the back of his hair. You didn’t even notice, too lost in your own pleasure and the heat that was rapidly building up in your tummy, you didn’t even realise   that your fingers were messing with the buckle that kept the ball gag secured into his mouth until you feel something wet fall against your tummy and Gojo canines sinking into your subtle neck. “Ugh ahh…” you screamed as you pulled to stare at Gojo, only to see that the ball gag fell from his mouth and he was now smirking at you. 

“How… how ugh ahh,” you stuttered, trying your hardest to form a coherent sentence to voice to him, but you couldn’t, your voice was trembling too much. Your pussy was clenching, squelching and creaming around his cock, you were so close to cum. 

A cunning smirk appeared on his face as took in the sight of you, trying your hardest not to fall apart on his cock, but you weren’t going to last much longer and Gojo took that opportunity to tease you. 

“The dumb little slut baby can’t handle riding my cock all by herself hm?” he bullied you, as he slightly raised both his knees, just to help you a bit and watched as you almost toppled over against his chest from how deep he was at this angle. You panicked, quickly pulling away from his chest to gain control, you couldn’t let him have it, after all you were doing pretty well holding your own. 

But Gojo wasn’t gonna let that happen. He began bouncing his knees to meet you every thrust, and this time you did toppled against his chest, holding firm onto his shoulders as he fucked into you. “It seems as though the dumb slut baby needs my help, hmm? Here take it, take it all.”

“No… ugh noo,” you cried. Your weak and submissive side was starting to peek through even more than it already was. 

“Aren’t you supposed to be dominating me? Look at you, trying to play dominatrix and here you are breaking and going dumb on my cock. I almost feel sorry for the little slut baby.” 

You managed to pull away from him just a bit to grab the ball gag before glaring up at him with those bright teary eyes of yours. You’re so cute, your round chubby cheeks puffed up and stained with your fresh tears, lips a bit swollen from how many times you bit into them and your cute voice trembling as you stuttered, “Shu… Shut up. I can, I can do this.”

He chuckled because you both knew you could barely manage this much. You weren’t the most bashful and skillful when it came to your hips movement when solo riding his cock, the tightness, wetness and warmth made up for your lack of experience. Gojo always had to help you, by either locking his hand around your waist and guide your movements or pin you against his chest and fucked up into your creaming cunt until you’re squirting all over him. 

You can’t handle riding his cock on your own, but you wanted to prove him wrong. “Can you?” he teased. He laughed yet again and watched as you struggled to put the gag back into his mouth, but you failed miserably. Your hands were trembling so much, you had to cling onto his shoulders for support as he continued to bounce you on his cock using his knee. 

He’s got you right where he wanted you, finally crumbling and succumbing to him. You gave up, you tried to dominate him twice and he’s proved that he doesn’t need to use his hand or his mouth to put you in your place. “Need my help, my little slut baby?” 

“Yes yes, please make me cum,” you cried and just like that, he had your back against the blankets, your lower half slightly raised from the floor. His face in the crock of your neck and his cock repeatedly pounding into your cunt with each harsh thrust of his hips. 

He’s groaning against your skin, teeth biting and lips sucking bruises on your neck. Heavy balls slapping repeatedly against your wet cunt, feeling your climax fast approaching. You’re crying, hand clinging onto him for your dear life. “I wanna cum…” you cried, feeling his pelvic bone pushing against your clit with each snap of his hips. How is able to fuck you with his hand cuffed behind his back? Only Gojo alone would be able to answer your question. 

“Give me every drop of cum,” he demanded as he thrust harder and faster inside your creaming pulsing cunt. Your heart was racing and beating rapidly against your chest, hot tears and drool running down your hot cheeks and chin. Your nails clawed deeply into his skin the moment that heat in your tummy grew and the pressure on your clit became unbearable until finally your body snapped, cunt twitching around his cock as your climax came crashing down on you. You’re trembling, screaming, begging Gojo to slow down while you rode out your orgasm, but it was his birthday and he wasn’t gonna let up, he kept thrusting like a bitch in heat and he was gonna stop until he drained you. 

The moment your orgasm faded and your body prepared itself for another release, Gojo’s cock still inside of you and he whispered, “Uncuff me slut and let me beat up and fuck up your cunt. And I’m not gonna stop until your cunt is hollow and purple, my dumb little slut baby.” 

And best believe, he did leave you hollow and purple and you didn’t mind that, it’s his birthday after all and his present is to enjoy you.

𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘? 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑠 𝑚𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑢𝑛. 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑢𝑦𝑠.

@getosbigballsack

[deyisacherry]

it is time for me to over-analyze my favorite character who makes me have conflicted feelings all the time but i will always love him

so, Nexus complaining about Dark Sun and Ruin wanting to be friendly to get stuff in return

i don't see his complaints as "average edgy behavior" and blah blah blah as much as i've made jokes about it, cause Nexus behavior is way deeper than that for me

bro is talking about being friendly as something ridiculous, why? his train of thought is-

where did being friendly get him? (and this isn't hate towards the characters i'm going to mention even if i wanted to, this is said from Nexus' perspective)-

he tried to be friendly with Ruin after a long time of not trusting him (JUSTIFIED), gave him his trust hoping he wouldn't regret it and what did he get?

a betrayal

a dead friend/brother

he was friendly with the only person he thought was "his friend", oh monty

the same one who admitted to wanting to bring the Old Moon back before, who admitted to still think about it, the same one who left him during his hallucinations all alone and didn't tell ANYONE about it, the same one who as soon as they saw the opportunity to bring Old Moon back didn't hesitate, the same one who electrocuted him until he was unconscious, the same one who just like that replaced Nexus because if he has his old friend back, what does the other matter? "are you actually friends?" well damn Foxy, that was the only thing you said that day to wich i agreed

what was the point of being friendly with those he considered his family, even, if by trying to do what was necessary to protect them he was treated like a monster, sent into space, replaced and practically forgotten

he, who as soon as knew that they wouldn't like the means to an end, decided that he would leave, JUST FOR THEM TO BE HAPPY EVEN IF IT WAS WITHOUT HIM

the one who was always willing to do what was necessary to keep them safe, be a good brother and emend mistakes THAT WERE NOT HIS, the one who APOLOGIZED TO ECLIPSE, WHEN THE ONE WHO """ABANDONED""" HIM WAS OLD MOON.

being friendly makes him feel weak now, cause it got him nowhere

that's his reasoning

anyway that's just me yapping 🤌

[omni-scient-pan-da]

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES

THIS!! EXACTLY THIS!! <33333 YOU GET ME

I crave sskk fics with Sassy Atsushi, the uwu-ificiation of this man in comparison to Akutagawa makes me so upset wisjzjsjkxks did we not all see the end of season 3?? Did we not see how much Atsushi talks back?? Or is annoyed with Akutagawa?? These people be out here making it look like the enemies part of their relationship is completely one sided like 😭

I want to see Atsushi not being a pushover please, like yes he is kind and good but that doesn't mean that he's completely uwu-ified manz still has some bite to him

[bg3-stole-my-soul]

❤️Tall Fem! Tav x Astarion Headcanons❤️

So— Tall Fem!Tavs— we need more love and I am going to attempt to play with the idea because in fandom spaces I only ever see fem Tavs that are shorter than Astarion and it makes my tall self’s heart ache.

I also know in game it doesn’t matter if your Tav is taller than Astarion…. But like what if it did— 👀

I am going to keep this as racially, background, and class ambiguous as possible however it is very clear the short races like halflings, dwarves, and gnomes this is most certainly not applicable to. I love them, don’t get me wrong, but this is for us 🤌😌

So on that note physically this Tav is tall, muscular, and probably a lil physically intimidating— and like almost every character I write is of Chaotic Good alignment. Tav is a big, sweet, mischievous muscle mommy with big hands—

This is my first time doing a post like this so please be gracious. I did my best to keep this in character for Astarion, while also sweet and mostly focused on his POV.

Being taller than most of your companions wasn’t a bad thing exactly, just a thing. You had outgrown many of your peers ages ago and while it had embarrassed you for a long time, you eventually embraced it. The stares of others became empowering instead of making you try to shrink yourself in any way you could. However this did not save you from being nabbed by mind flayers and infected— damn. It also surprised you when an elf shorter than you managed to catch you by surprise and hold a knife to your throat.

I don’t think Astarion is the type to be insecure regarding his height, man’s petty enough to climb the counters to the top shelf if he damn well feels like it. However upon meeting a female Tav who’s taller than him, stronger than him, he is ever so slightly worried. It makes him want to spur his plan of manipulation for protection into action quickly. Only because he doesn’t want to run the risk of getting snapped like a toothpick—

On that note, watching you fight absolutely does something to this man. Being able to see your muscles all the way from his perch on the other side of the battlefield is certainly something he can appreciate. He can absolutely admit that you are fine af, especially covered in blood.

At first he would be annoyed if you did things like pat him on the head with your huge hands- after all he puts a lot of work into his hair that he can’t see— but comes to realize it’s your way of gentle support. And he supposes it’s better than other things… Eventually he grows to love you resting your big hands on his head or shoulders. And even further down the line holding your hand, his slender fingers tangled in yours.

When this man chooses to try and bite you in your sleep it is absolutely out of sheer desperation because he is terrified of those arms staking him. But when you accept what he is without any real complaint.. he is pleasantly surprised. He likes you’ve got a good heart in that big chest of yours.

When he gets downed in a fight and wakes up to find himself in your arms being carried back to camp OH BOY that might be the first moment he realizes he’s in trouble.

The next time is absolutely the morning after the tiefling party. He wakes up at the crack of dawn snuggled into your tiddies— and as the old meme states “World hard and cold, tiddy soft and warm”. If he weren’t so excited to bask in the sun he would have stayed there all morning. Post confession it is his favorite way to cuddle.

He believes your arms are the safest place to be, and he is probably right. Being held by you makes him feel like he is surrounded in warmth, and if he sleeps there he usually has less nightmares. Drinking your blood with your arms wrapped around him is genuinely sweet and euphoric for this man.

❤️⚜️❤️⚜️❤️⚜️❤️⚜️❤️⚜️❤️

~ ❤️18+ HEADCANONS BELOW❤️~

He also enjoys the two of you just snuggling and admiring one another’s appearances, it’s intimate, and it feels right. He loves being able to take his time tracing his hands everywhere on your larger body, finding the places that make you laugh and squirm for him.

He also doesn’t mind a little manhandling if it’s from you, because he knows despite your size you will happily let him move you where he wants or stop if he’s no longer comfortable.

Back at the tiefling party he let you top, and while he does enjoy that, he enjoys it just as much if not more when he does. He enjoys getting to look down at you, and see you come undone at his touch. Call it vanilla, but this man loves being able to watch your face during sex, being able to look into your eyes is a BIG thing for this man.

[ursacolossus]

So I just watched Dead Boy Detectives and WOW, -what- a cunty show. Loved it so so much.

Visually stunning, almost never Too Dark To See. All of the characters felt real and messy, and so many of them set boundaries!! Also any emotional development or consequences followed the characters into other episodes in a way that felt very grounded. AND it was campy?? Silly and spooky? Gory but not too gory? 🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻

The only critiques I have are actually with the fandom

In the ‘Top Posts’ section when you search for Dead Boy Detectives there are an infinite number of posts concentrating on Edwin. Edwin’s perspective on his relationship with all the men he somehow managed to pull, gifsets of him, etc. And that’s fine! He’s a really fun, interesting, bitchy character and I enjoyed him. I’m just not seeing as much focus on the other -3/4ths of the quartet that aren’t white-. Pleeeease be normal about this, all of the other characters are fantastic and interesting.

Second gripe: People keep thinking Neil Gaiman made this and it’s driving me up the wall. Neil -produced- this and it’s -based- on a comic that he helped create. Steve Yockey is credited as the creator and he needs flowers for this amazing art piece, man. And there were different directors and writers for basically every episode.

Only two complaints and none of them about the work itself, it was genuinely so fun and I’m so proud of everyone who worked on it.

[zootopiathingz]

Ranking the main fandoms I’ve been in (and I’m going to be brutally honest)

Hazbin Hotel: 5/10

For the most part I’ve enjoyed it here. Every person I’ve met at a convention was super sweet and the HH themed events I went to were the most fun I’ve had in a while. Fortunately I personally haven’t had a lot of negative interactions, but the fandom as a whole…not so great. A lot of rude people, fatphobia, racism, people being stupid and not understanding what a fanon ship is or what bisexual means😐 I’m mainly still here just to vibe with my Charlastor shippers (aka the most chill people I’ve ever met in a fandom ever)

Gravity Falls: 8/10

It was dead for a while but now that a lot of fans are coming back and it’s amazing. Aside from all the stupid ass Mabel haters, I’ve always loved this fandom and being apart of it

Zootopia: 7.5/10

Aside from the over-sexualization of that one mf tiger and being dead the last six years, this fandom’s pretty chill

Owl House: 9/10

Would be a 10 except I remember there being quite a lot of toxicity back in the early days. I kinda had to separate myself from the fans for a while because I just didn’t care for the drama and eventually I lost interest in the show for a bit. But I still enjoyed it as it started to wrap up, and the fandom seemed to mellow out. It’s been quiet for a while now, aside from harassing the person in charge of Disney TVA’s instagram asking for a season 4 (it’s never going to happen guys)

Disney/Pixar: 10/10

No complaints tbh. Everyone seems super chill, hardly any drama, the content is just 🤌🏻

Super Mario Bros: 9/10

Again, would be a 10 because literally everybody I’ve met is super nice and supportive. But I have to dock points cuz of those hardcore Bowser stans who genuinely defend/justify his actions 😶 like what are y’all on??

Gnomeo and Juliet: ♾️/10

Only three other people in this fandom but they are the sweetest three people ever

[logically-illogical-2me]

I really have no complaints about Love Sea. And if you do, we need to have a conversation. The plot is good. It's not doing too much. There is no UNNECESSARY drama. FortPeats acting is 🤌🏼. The communication in this show is top tier.

How RakMut talk to each other and work out any minor or major issues just makes me feel so good. Mind you, they're not even a solidified couple. Meaning they haven't said the words, you are my boyfriend. But at this point, do they even need to.

Some couples may need that clarification, but because Mut knows how Rak is with opening up and trusting another person. He's not even pressuring that labeling part. He's going at Raks pace. Even though he knows, and we all know, that Rak is head over heels for him.

This series so far has turned into one of my feel-good shows. It's definitely a rewatch.

Now, while this is not a complaint, I need my ViMook. Come on now, give me the girlies.

[sugar-omi]

I was the one that sent the “trying for a baby” request and lemme tell you, that was 10/10 exactly what I was looking for. 🤌🏻 and I mean if you wanna continue I wouldn’t be complaining 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

omg im glad you did like it bc i was like "omg this is so self indulgent even tho youre HOLDING BACK" the thoughts i have about raw sex w cove runs deep I hope this is good as well bc im finishing this while half asleep so 👍

tags : NSFW, after step 4/wedding dlc, breeding kink, creampie, overstimulation, dirty talk, mind break (perhaps? just to be safe), a bit of mean dom cove, he calls u 'good girl', n/n = nickname (can be a pet name or your nickname), kinda referencing my cove nsfw alphabet, this is nasty !!!

synopsis : cove fills you with his cum over n over again<3

[part 1]

if you're not pregnant after tonight, you will be with how enthusiastic cove is about filling you with his cum over and over again.

cove is easily abusing your poor pussy, not that you mind. in fact you don't mind anything.

not with how his hands are holding up your hips for you when you get tired and finally resign yourself to a face full of your pillows. although it's a welcomed change, with how easily cove can stuff you full of cum and it doesn't leak out as easily, although you can't really tell since his thrusts are merciless and everything is so wet.

and you especially don't mind when he kisses your tears of pleasure away, telling you you're doing so well and he'll take care of you, that all you have to do is cum around his cock and let him fill you up.

and you certainly have no complaints with how his cock is drilling you over and over and over. and he's giving you so much cum...

"fuck.." cove groans behind you, pushing your hips against his as he comes into your stuffed pussy for a second time. or is this the third time? cove always comes a lot so it's hard to tell, and your scrambled thoughts don't help...

you whine loudly, his tip bumping against one of your sensitive spots that he kept pounding against.

"you're so pretty." cove kisses down your back and shoulders.

"hahh.... you.." you babble, trying to piece together your thoughts. "you're just sayin' that because.. you're...mmm~" fuck you're so delirious and honestly you can't shame cove for liking how gorgeous you are flushed, bruised, and thoroughly fucked- you like it too after all, it feels far too good not to like it. damn cove and his damn cock...

cove tenses up under your stare, and you doubt it's because you're intimidating him or making him nervous. nothing is scary about your fucked out eyes, it just makes cove hornier.

usually cove would shy away, but this time he quipped back. "you say that like you don't want it. you want my baby don't you?"

you choke on a whine as cove pulls out.

"you like it too, right?"

he's such a tease when he wants to be.

cove lets you fall to the bed, your hiked up leg giving him a front row seat to the cum leaking out your pussy.

if you were going to say something back in a battle of wits, cove fucked all the wit out of you so you just lay there panting instead, your hole clenching around a mixture of cum and lube.

but somehow you still want more.

cove scooped up the mixture of your fluids. he smiled a bit at your whimper and how your legs shake as he pushes his fingers into your poor hole.

"c-cove!" you squeal, lifting your upper body to look at him.

"do you want me to stop?" cove asked, it was genuine but also a bit of a test to see if you really wanted him to stop. to see if you really didn't like this as much as he did.

you pause, chewing your lip, trying to play hard to get but failing. "...no."

cove smiled; your effort to not give him the satisfaction was useless but you don't have time to dwell on that. cove pumped his fingers in and out, rubbing your butt soothingly, knowing his thrusts were a bit rough on your behind.

you let him play with you, enjoying the exploration of his fingers and how he rubs your leg as he watches his cum leak out from around his fingers. he's just going to keep filling you up until you're pregnant, it doesn't matter if he does this.

you sigh, cove slipping his fingers out and you ignore the messiness of his sticky fingers rubbing soothingly down the back of your thighs before cove helps you flip over.

cove kisses down your thigh, leading himself to your cunt.

when his lips latch onto your sensitive sex, he's so gentle. his lips directly apologizing to your cunt for how he bullied your insides.

cove moans into your cunt, and he's happy to know you're still feeling it with the sweet moan and grind of your hips that falls from your lips. he laps up his cum, holding it in his mouth and spitting out the diluted fluids onto your cunt and spreading it around your puffy lips with his fingers.

it's messy, and normally he wouldn't be so nasty... but the bed is already a mess, and he's not done with you yet so there's nothing wrong with it right?

"you're nasty." you push his hair away from his face and exhale, pushing him away. cove has and would eat you out until you're crying, that wasn't what you want, not tonight.

cove gets up from between your legs, straddling you instead so he can kiss you silly.

you're caught in a storm of swollen and wet lips, wandering hands teasing hot skin. cove trails his lips down your neck and back, switching between showering you with loving kisses and keeping you worked up, and you slip your hand between the two of you to stroke his hardening cock back to life. it's so messy, your hand sticky with cum..

you tangle your fingers in cove's hair, arching into his body. "cove... one more, please. please..."

"okay, okay..." cove soothes, shifting your positions so you're on your side while straddling one of your legs.

cove kisses your ankle, noticing the anklet when the chain poked his shoulder, while he pushes back into your sensitive insides.

"such a good girl, i'll run you a bath okay..." cove mumbles sweet nothings, his thrusts drag against your walls and you whine.

he's so gentle, a stark contrast from when his tip was poking and prodding your sensitive walls.

you can't decide if thats a good thing or a bad thing, as every languish thrust has you shaking and choking back whines.

"cove.. cove!"

he shakes at the way you gasp out his name, reaching between your bodies to rub your sensitive clit. you flinch, wanting to run away from the overstimulation but the pleasure of his fingers and the way his cock drags against your wet insides makes you grind against cove.

"i love you... love you so much.." cove mumbles against your lips, kissing your cheeks.

"cove..." you pull him against you, mumbling your affections against his skin as well.

"im gonna cum again..." cove gasps, his lips leaving a wet kiss against your shoulder.

you whimper, cove's body pressing down on you and your fingers rub tight circles over your clit that has you twitching and bumping back against cove's dick.

after a few spins of tour fingers teasing your sensitive bud and cove's cock bumping against your swollen walls, you fall over the edge and cove finishes with you, his cum filling up your pussy again.

cove falls to your side, and you ignore his wet, half hard cock. you can't tell if it's softening or not, and you're not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing. fuck you forgot how much stamina he has, being active as a child did him many favors.

while you're basking in the mindlessness that came from being pumped full, fingered empty, and filled again has your world spinning and you need a minute to come back to earth.

as you're coming down from your high, cove kisses the back of your neck and sits up. "im..imma go run a bath, ok?" he leans over to look at you. "need anything?"

you blink, trying to find your vision. "um.. nah, im okay."

you can at least reach the water on the bedside. you think...

[thebarontheabyss]

yoooo, i just stumbled upon this IF and all i could say that it's 🤌🤌🤌 and i love death, they're so 🥹🤲

ps i just noticed that you're following me and i have no idea when that happened 😭 but i guess it's fate for me to be bestowed by such a masterpiece

pps i'm sorry of this makes no sense, english is not my mother tongue 💀

i wish you well, author :3

Thank you so much! I don’t remember when I started following you, but you reblog cool stuff, so I have zero complaints here, lol!

And hi, I’m also in the non-native English club here and lmme tell you this—you’re perfect, and never apologize for it! ✊

[roadkillxd]

i fucking love your blog sm man 😩🤌🏽 i’d found it when i was going through my stranger things simp phase but i just saw your recent ghost post and saw you’re asking for mw requests so could i request some power bottom male reader with a sub top konig? reader just going to town riding his dick and keeping könig bound to the bed frame so he can’t touch him? that’s really all i’m looking for pls 🥹🙏🏽 creative freedom to you otherwise and if you’re not feeling this i totally understand :)

Writing for König's a bit hard since he's not a full campaign character, but I think this came out good. The hood stays on during sex ♡

König x M!Reader ↪ 920 words — 18+ / SMUT.

Content tags — cis male power bottom reader, cis male service top König, reader knows just enough German to be a tease, bondage, minor stomach bulge, unsafe sex, three years of high school level German, established relationship, bondage, size kink, rope play, begging, and pet names.  

You gasp, bracing your legs as König instinctively bucks his hips up, fucking up into you. One of your hands shoots behind you to grip his leg tight, the other rubbing at his bulging arm muscles straining against the ropes holding him in place. 

“Still—” you hiss out, sinking down to take his whole length, bottom lip pulled between your teeth. As you move your hand to his throat, the words and movement effectively get him to freeze, though not without complaint.

“Bitte, mein hase–I—God, erlauben Sie mir—”

You huff a laugh, gently grinding back onto his pulsing cock, pushing his hood up just enough to get at his lips, kissing him deep and wet as he moans high and throaty.

“Words, König,” you murmur, lovingly kissing his face through the cloth, “sing for me.”

“I have,” he whines, rolling his head back against his shoulder, “nichtmuttersprachler…”

You grin, sucking dark hickeys into his strong shoulders causing him to whine out. You can feel how desperately his thigh muscles twitch, longing to move, to please you.

“Be my good boy, love, mein guter Junge—braver Junge. Ich kann es sprechen."

König groans at your words, a moan ripping from him as you start a slow and steady pace on his cock, feeling how he stretches you out—fills you up. You can’t help the little ‘ah, ah, ah’’s that poor from your lips, feeling his spongey cockhead pressing against your sweet spot. 

Your cock kicks and dribbles precum, König whining at the site, veins bulging in his arms as he struggles again. His brain feels hazy, drunk from the feeling of being used like a toy—something to only pleasure yourself with. He wants to be good, wants to make you feel good. Anything you could want to make you feel good. 

“Feel so full,” you hum, hips speeding up until you’re bouncing on him fast and hard, “so big, baby.”

He’s heard it so many times before in his life, but hearing it from you makes him gasp wetly, a strangled moan high and reedy escaping from him. You laugh, pulling his hood up again to nibble at his lips, and the pink tip of his tongue when it peeks out searching for permission.

“Are you close?” You smile against his lips, razor sharp. He shivers.

“Yes, yes, hase—bitte, please, please,” he begs, nails digging into his palms. You reach out to rub your hands over his bunched fists, soothing him from cutting into his own skin.

“Can feel it. Can feel you pulsing in me, love,” you whisper.

“Oh fuck—!” König cries out, eyes slamming shut.

“That’s it, mein Spielzeug. Go ‘head and move, make me feel good. Fill me up, you’ve been so patient.”

König growls. You can just see how his brow furrows under the hood as he braces his feet against the bed. There’s the slightest second of stillness. The calm before the storm, his heartbeat strong against your palm as you grope at his chest.

You lift onto your knees ever so slightly, moving up and off of him just for him to growl out a desperate, scratchy “no!”

You cry out as his hips launch up, sheathing his cock into you once again. There’s no pause, no adjustment period (though by God, are you stretched enough) as König fucked up into you like a crazed man, the both of your moans mixing together, almost drowned out by the wet slap of skin against skin—the squelch of your lube slick hole adjusting to his girth over and over. 

He doesn’t falter in his movements, and you can feel that heavy weight in your tummy where he pounds into you. You know if you pressed down on the fat there you could feel his cock moving inside of you—pummeling your tight little hole. 

And that’s exactly what you do.

Pushing down on your stomach you cry out as the head of his cock rubs past your fingertips through the layers of skin and fat and muscle. And König, fuck, König can feel it. Feel the faintest sensation of touch, of your fingers brushing over the bulge of his cock inside of you. 

It has the both of you tumbling over the edge, König thrusting up so hard and holding there that he’s essentially supporting your entire weight on just his hips and lap alone. Your spend splatters across his torso, wet and hot as his own cum fills your hole, deep and heavy. 

He all but collapses back onto the bed, taking you with him for the most part. When his cock slips out you nearly choke at the sudden feeling of emptiness and the hot mess of his cum leaking out of you. 

“Hase…” König grumbles, voice gravelly.

“Yes, love?” You whisper back, your head resting on his pec turning to peer up at him.

He pauses for a long moment. You can see how the cloth shifts over his mouth. He frowns.

“Did I hurt you?” he asks, tone laced with worry. With regret. You chuckle and his eyes flutter shut in abject relief.

“You could never hurt me, braver Junge. My sweet darling,” you caress his cheek through the cloth and he nuzzles into it like a touch-starved feline, turning to press a kiss to your palm past the mask, “do you want to be untied?”

König shakes his head, his eyes remaining shut as his breathing finally returns to a steady, slow rattle.

“A little longer…” he quietly requests. You nod, settling against him.

[lunerna21]

FOLKS IM SO OVERWHELMED WITH HOW MUCH WAS RELEASED FOR THE JPN SERVER IM HYPERVENTILATING

***SPOILERS FOR JPN SERVER CONTENT***

FIRST OF ALL HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO RUGGIE IN JAPAN! I haven’t read his birthday vignettes or voice lines but I SAW HIS GROOVY AND IM FLABBERGASTED

RUGGIE BUCCHI YOU LOOK SO DASTARDLY AND EVIL BUT I LOVE HOW HE LOOKS I HAVENT STOPPED STARING AT HIM

AS OF RIGHT NOW MALLEUS AND RUGGIE ARE MY FAVORITES THEY HAVE THE BEST SMIRKS

AND THEN ON TOP OF THAT THEY RELEASED THE GROOVY FOR THE TAPIS ROUGE EVENT

AHHHH WHY DO THESE TWO LOOK GORGEOUSSSSS I DONT KNOW WHY THEY WOULDNT BE MODELS THEY LOOK 🤌🏻❤️

AND FINALLY VIL SCHOENHEIT LADIES AND GENTLEMEN

YALL IDK WHAT IT IS BUT THIS HAS TO BE THE BEST GROOVY FOR A HOMETOWN EVENT SO FAR

LIKE EVERYTHING ABOUT VIL IS JUST BREATHTAKING I HAVE ZERO COMPLAINTS ABOUT HIS GROOVY AND HE JUST CONTINUES TO SLAYYYYY

I NEED TO COOL OFF NOW PLEASE EXCUSE ME

[xamaxenta]

OK OK OK I am well rested and read your responses and holy

NGL sharing mana through magic sigil makes me think of that one mage AU fanfic. The positioning of it is also too good like 🤌 How often do you think Sabo has to touch it up for it to remain at full power?

Also for your imagination since I read that Sabo's circlet getting knocked off by Ace bit and went absolutely feral: Sabo presenting Ace with more and more trinkets that have been magically enhanced so they won't break easily, gives Ace no excuses to wear them with his full royal knight regalia. (Plus if he doesn't Sabo will pout and he can't have that.)

Fellow knights trying to heckle Ace but it just falls on deaf ears, oh you like the new shiny thing I'm sporting? It was a gift from the crown prince himself. And hits them where it hurts in their fragile egos because they'll never be on the receiving end of such things, and certainly not from such an important person. (Basically it's the "is that a gift from your girl?" drag except the correct response from Ace is "yeah but it's also a gift from your boss who will never care for you the way he does me so HA!")

GEH! HOW OFTEN does SABO HAVE TO TOUCH IT TO RECHARGE IT ????

Theoretically, not often, but Prince Sabo’s neither a nerd (liar) nor a stickler for playing by the books so for him he’s always giving the excuse that ohhh his mana is too much for him hes falling ill again (not untrue he does get mana sickness more often than not) so Ace is already dutifully stripping down, shifting metal and fur and exposing the

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The mana womb tattoo 👉🏽👈🏽 Sabo emblazoned into him and lets Sabo press his hand his flesh one into the space beneath his navel and pump him full again 🥰

Yeyeeh ever since Ace foolishly commented on how delicate ans fragile and unbecoming a gift that was far too lovely for someone like him — Sabo worked to ensure it was unbreakable and now that half circlet that collar those earrings? Ace could wear them all whenever he likes (or rather whenever Sabo demands it!)

Hehehe barracks trying to tear Ace down and Ace channels some of that spicier attitude that Sabos always said he should tap into hes allowed! Any complaints can be raised with him personally and Sabo will absolutely let anyone know what he has to say on their opinions on Ace (maybe theres a lil bit of that heh tasty toxic codependencyyuyy)