#OK I HAVE NAUGHTY THOUGHTS ABOUT DIS BUT

[allmyandroids]

thinking about him 💕

[ronearoundblindly]

Surprise blurb bomb!

You knew better than to take the elevator of the old building, but you gaslit yourself that it would be fine. Newsflash, it wasn’t fine, and the old box got stuck between floors. It’s okay, though, because you knew the fire station wasn’t far away. You called the fire department to come rescue you, and as the doors open, you’re greeted by a warm smile from the man standing on the ladder. He lifts you out like it’s nothing and personally checks that you’re okay. He knows it’s not very professional, but he just can’t help how badly he wants to ask you out. Who’s your babe?

Ok, I went through SEVERAL scenarios until I arrived at my choice. (Also, I don't know how FDs work and I think that will become clear at some point while reading this...)

First, I thought Johnny Storm, obvs, because firefighter makes sense. He'd be the young, cocky kid who is used to being hit on by all the ladies of all ages. He'd be impressed when he reaches into the elevator compartment to find you not only alone but perfectly calm. He sees damsels in distress everyday really; he's bored of the type. You, however, are intriguing.

Second, I went for the painfully typical of me and thought Steve, DUH! He's just so sweet and generous with his time. He's so patient while you gather your thing strewn about the elevator floor and secure your hand in his. He is a consummate professional, so he blushes and looks away when you adjust your skirt. The fabric rode up your thighs, and he may have seen a peek of underwear, naughty boy. He considers it only gentlemanly to buy you a drink and maybe dinner to make up for it...

BUT THEN!

Finally, I landed on Curtis.

He's a grouch today. The whole team has seen it. He does nothing but hang out with the guys, and there's only so much bro-ing one can take before throwing a tantrum. He misses quiet, delicate, soft things. He misses quality time. He's BIG TIRED.

He just put out two blazes in the last six hours when they received a call about a jammed elevator three blocks away. Captain sent him over because the fire was almost entirely contained, and the last time they waited even five minutes to respond to a power outage emergency like this, some poor schmuck had a coronary and died in front of the other four people trapped in the lift!

The department doesn't need that type of shit storm in the press again, never mind they simply outsourced the call in the midst of six floors on the east side of a building going up in thirty minutes flat.

Anyway, Curtis is grumpy, the epitome of grumpy, and he sucks on his teeth the whole time he's yelling into the cracked elevator door to remain calm.

"Oh, hi," you chirp with a little wave once he's pried open a foot of leeway. The most urgent thing you seem to do is put your bookmark in place before standing up.

Curtis huffs out a chuckle, relieved to see it's just you and you're perfectly fine.

Curtis also sees that you are, well, perfectly fine.

The kind of 'fine' he could be quiet, delicate, and soft with. A quality sort of 'fine.' And grumpy-ass Curtis is so tired he just blurts out that you two should have dinner in celebration of his heroic rescue. He really, really likes that your first thought is not keeping him from helping someone else today.

"Not a chance, sunshine. I earned a bite to eat. Only question is whether or not you need carryin' down to the restaurant..."

Thank you for asking!

[ironbabey]

ok I have a promt for Mando...

something along the lives of he has security cameras installed and reader is enjoying some ~alone time~. either reader and din are together already or just pining fo each other. he catches her and at first is like " this is wrong for me to watch " but then realizes reader is aware he's watching. or another direction!!

NAUGHTY WHACKUS BONKUS

TW: smut(obviously), reader and mando being dumb, pining, hair puling, the whole shabam

Word count: 1.2k

The ship was quiet.

Minus the sound of you suppressing your moans by biting the hem of your shirt.

An hour ago, you were up in the cockpit with Din and Grogu, watching the stars pass by when Din noticed you were dozing off.

"Take the bed tonight." He had said.

You rubbed the sleep from your eyes and nodded. You wanted to argue but the idea of sleeping in a somewhat real bed sounded real nice. You said your goodnights and made your way down the ladder.

You don't know exactly how you ended up touching yourself. Maybe it was the smell of Din that filled the small room, it was on his hard pillow that seemed extra soft tonight. Or maybe it was just the thought of you sleeping in his spot. You wondered how he fit on this bed, then wondered if you'd fit on here with him, then wondered if you guys could ever fuck on it.

The thought made you warm all over.

You hand slowly made its way down your pants as you thought about it. Would you have to ride him? Would he be able to bend you over? Would he be soft or rough? Passionate or bruising?

You kicked your pants off, not wanting to be uncomfortable while touching yourself, thinking about all the times he had brushed against you in tight places, guiding you through cities with his hand on your lower back. The times you two subtilty flirting with each other.

You were so caught up in your fantasy that you didn't notice the small blinking red light that was in the corner of the bunk.

~~~

He didn't mean to watch, he just wanted to make sure you didn't pass out on the way down, you were so tired. He set Grogu down in his own makeshift bed in one of the seats before checking in.

Din swears he was only meant to check but there you were, in all your glory, spread out on his bed. Touching yourself. The sound of your quiet moans and wetness had him glued to the screen. His eyes roamed over your body, from your breasts all the way down to your folds. Fuck, you were perfect in every way to him.

He knew this was wrong. He knew deep down this was a complete invasion of your privacy but he couldn't stop. He wondered what or who you were thinking about.

Din watched as you added another finger inside and heard the needy moan you let out. Maker, he wanted to fill you up with something more satisfying than your fingers. He felt himself get harder with every passing second. His cock was aching for you, wishing he could touch you. The furthest he's ever gotten was accidentally brushing against your nipple when trying to get out of a tight alleyway.

As if Maker themself heard his prayers, you moaned his name.

"Din"

That was all the confirmation he needed.

~~~

You almost had a heart attack when you heard the bunker door open.

It was dark but you still made a poor attempt to cover yourself, but warm hands tore the thin blanket away from you.

Wait, hands?

"D-Din?" you asked, trembling from your almost achieved orgasm, "What-"

"Did you think I wouldn't hear you?" You could hear the sound of arousal in his voice. Maybe you died and had gone to the afterlife.

"I'm sorry, I should've been quieter." You apologized, "How did you..?"

You trailed off as you caught a glimpse of the camera, the one that was somehow perfectly directed at you. You basically just gave the man a show...and you didn't want to stop now. Might as well finish what you started, right?

Suddenly your demeaner changed, gaining confidence. "Did you come for a front row seat?"

He froze.

You laid back down on your back and spread your legs, wanting to continue where you had left off. "All you had to do was ask, silly."

You didn't get the chance to finger yourself before Din had you flipped over onto your stomach. You heard the sound of what you could assume was his helmet hitting the ground because you felt his breath on the back of your neck after.

"You dare tease me, girl? Do you know the mess you caused?" He growled in your ear before taking a nip at it, "Or is this what you wanted? Me to hear you say my name, to watch you play with yourself, knowing you wish it was my hand instead of yours?"

Maker, you were so wet. Was this actually happening? It didn't click until you felt one of his fingers press against your folds.

"Yes, fuck! Yes!" You squirmed, his were much thicker than yours, he instantly filled you up with just one. So, imagine the bliss when he added a second finger. You couldn't help but wonder how his cock would feel if this were how you get after two fingers.

Din bit down onto your shoulder, instantly leaving a mark. You didn't care though.

"Good girl, and to think I almost left you to finish by yourself." He was so entranced with you. He loved the way he had you quite literally wrapped around his finger, the way you kept repeating his name as if it were the only word you knew.

"Fuck-Please, Din-" You begged.

"Please, what?"

He knew what you wanted; he wanted it too.

"I need it-you! Please, don't make me wait!" You cried out, arching your ass into the air. His fingers were great and all, but you wanted the real thing.

He wasted no time after that, you didn't realize he was naked until his chest was pressed against the curve of your back as he lined himself up to you. Din could feel your heat on his tip, and he almost had to cum right there.

You finally felt him press into you, inch by inch. It burned so good. Way more filling than his fingers. 

By the time he bottomed out he was already touching your sweet spot, making you a moaning mess. Din started thrusting, his balls slapping against you each time. You had never felt such bliss as you had now. 

“Oh, oh, fuck. Din!” You tried reaching for his leg, to tell him to slow down but he grabbed your hand and pressed it against your back, holding it in place. You didn't care if it hurt.

“You’ll take what I give you, sweet girl.” He grunted, using his other hand to pull your hair, “That’s right, I’ll ruin you for anyone else. You’ll never clench this tight around any other man.” 

“Yours, all yours!” You squealed out before he pushed your head back into the pillow, his hand never letting go of your arm or hair. 

“As beautiful as the sounds you make are, we don’t want to wake the kid.” 

You could feel the orgasm deep in your core and before you knew it, you let go with a muffled scream. 

Din followed you after a few more thrusts, pumping his load right into you. He let go of his release on you, keeping his cock inside to make sure every last drop stayed in. 

You decided to ask why a camera was in the bunker for another day. For now, you wondered if you’d be up for a round two.

[sillyyprinc3ss]

Million Dollar Man

leon kennedyid! (or or di) x femreader!

tag: sugar daddy! -but he doesn't pays cause he sucks- call sex! praising! also I would say feeling used...?and I think that would be it...

wc: 4.2k

note: uhm this is my first ever try so like if it's bad don't go after me... also he is kinda a douche bag and the situation is something that actually happened to me... -not all but i got inspiration from my life events cause it is that interesting, it sucks -

03:14

“Great…” You mutter to yourself as you see the blinding red lights of your alarm clock. It shines as if it was making fun out of you. You should really pull your shit together.

You look at it slowly calculating (you weren't quite a genius) how much time you had left to go on that stupid job interview. “You should really get a job, it's not that hard.” Everybody says, but they don't really get it. Yes, you want to get a job, and everytime anyone asks you about it it just makes you want to crawl your skin off. But of course you just flash a soft smile and say: “I've been working on it.” Bullshit. But who cares? You don't and no one should either.

You breathe softly trying to fall asleep. Inhale…Exhale…Inhale… “This doesn't work.” You try some more. Inhale…Exhale… You give up and roll around the bed to go and get your phone.

03:27.You see as you turn it on, once again the numbers just look like they are mocking you, who wouldn't? You browse around your phone. Instagram, as soon as you click on it you are getting out. Twitter, aww cute cat pic, “Same bestie same” you comment under a post of a girl you don't really know but you are moots with her or whatever. Tumblr, the writer you like hasn't posted anything, you log out.

You sigh softly, as your rotting brain thinks of something entertaining to do. Right then you remember you and your supposedly best friend (she probably hates you, everyone does) logged into some sketchy local “Findmeasugardaddy.com” type of web.

You try to log in. Error, the password inserted does not match up with the email address provided.“What was the damn password…” You say talking to yourself as if it was going to help you in something. You try again, entering successfully this time. You try to figure out how to see your profile, you surprisingly do it in no time.

“sillyprinc3ss18” Wow. You think to yourself, you look at the profile picture, your friend convinced you to upload one of your selfies. “Girl, you should put one of your pics. Bet that would attract more old men.” To be fair, you were quite a cutie, not much tits but a desirable ass.

Sadly you fucked up any chance with any guy, when you opened your mouth. You were weird, creepy even, (no offense) as pretty as you were you couldn't really bag any guy. So you reluctantly accepted after she insisted on it for a little.

You decide that that's enough of examining your profile as you read your bio: “8teen girl who isn't scared of being a little naughty…” Gosh I suck, you think to yourself. “Gosh I suck.” You say out loud this time, trying to express your feelings I guess.

You click on another page, “Hm… IM’s.” You say clicking on it, slightly nervous cause you really didn't know what to expect. Well unfortunately or by surprise… 0.

“0…? I thought desperate older men were here.” You say quite hurt by it. Not even a desperate old cranky man wants you? That's pathetic, but guess what's pathetic too? Exactly, you! You are pathetic really.

As you start to have an inner monologue as if you'll ever die a virgin or you should become a nun and embrace your fate, a red dot comes up in the IM section. You look at it for at least 5 seconds, blink a few times, just making sure this wasn't an hallucination from lack of sleep. Ok, so there's probably a mildly ugly old man who wants to chat with you. You balance your options and sort them out. Option 1, you open the IM and answer the guy who could be your father. Option 2, you ignore the IM, turn off your phone and be a responsible adult and sleep to not be a zombie on your job interview. Option 3, jerk off at the thought of an older man wanting to chat with you. (Hey I don't blame you! You have a terrible dad.)

You consider your options. “Hey maybe he's cute” you think to yourself, to be honest you always had a thing for men who could barely pull a hard on. You click on the red dot. “L3onK77 wants to text you. Accept the request?”

“Yes” “No”

You stare at the two options, slightly grateful at the double questioning the page is putting you through. You take a big breath and click on “Yes”

“- Hi there sweetheart. How are you?”

Wow, “sweetheart”... You would confront him on the pet name but you know better and to be fair an old guy calling you sweetheart makes you a little a horny… More than you would like to admit.

“- uhm… hi. i'm fine a little bored tbh.”

Not more than 10 seconds pass before a text pops up on your phone screen.

“- What a pity. Maybe I could entertain you a little, what do you say angel?”

“Angel” Wow. Just wow, you dirty little whore, your panties are getting wet just by the thought of it. You stare at the message for some time, enough time to make the older man type another text.

“- Guess that was pretty straightforward, sorry if I came out that strong. Let me just take it to the point and give you a preposition.”

Some seconds pass and he sends another message.

“- Since you are on this website I'll make it straight and easy. Would you be interested in becoming a sugar baby? Mine to be exact.”

Wow, thought maybe he was going to ask for nudes but he wants to pay you for just being pretty.

“- i don't know really… why would you want to do that in the first place?”

“- Cause I think you are damn cute. And would love to have a pretty little thing under my care.”

You are blushing. Oh my god, he is smooth. Should be named L3onK007, cause he is smooth as a spy.

“- i don't know :s what would I have to do in order to become your sugar baby…”

Tried to not seem so eager, but you were 2 seconds from becoming a gymnastics gold medal athlete from how many backflips you were about to do.

“- Glad you ask. Well it's really easy, you just have to give me your attention and loyalty. Can you do that for me angel?”

“- sure, seems like a good deal.”

You answer almost instantly, gosh you were such a whore for male attention, for any attention really.

“- Good girl. I'm Leon, but you shall call me Daddy. How would you like me to call you?"

“Leon…” You say out loud as soon as you see it on your screen. That's a nice name. “Is it moanable?” You ask yourself, will have to check later if an opportunity takes place.

“- uhm my name is [ ]… but you can just call me princess ig.”

“- Nice to meet you [ ]. And how old are you if you let me ask?”

“- just turned 18 like a month ago… what about you?”

You kind of panic when he doesn't answer right away. “Gosh I should have lied about my age… He probably thinks I'm a brat and a- Oh! He answered back!”

“- 18? Well you are just a baby aren't ya’ ? Happy late birthday then sweetheart. And answering your question, I just turned 47 some days ago. On the 31 to be more exact.”

Forty-fucking-seven. Forty seven years. Four. Seven. Holy shit, if you are lucky he’ll still have some hair on his scalp.

“- oh… happy late birthday too ig! could i ask you something tho?”

“- Sure thing sweetheart, ask till your little heart's content.”

“- could i see what you look like? im really curious…”

You type nervously, could never give love to an ugly man. You could be dumb, but not stupid.

“ - Well I guess you haven't seen my profile, cause I have my photo on there.”

Shit, now he thinks you are stupid too. You quickly go to his profile, close your eyes as you wait for his profile to load up. You stay some seconds with your eyes closed, you give up and tentatively open one of them. And holy heavens! The guy is a total babe, could be an American sweetheart and everything. You look at the profile pic, a photo of him with a fish he just catched. Total dad vibe. Gosh you hit the jackpot! Rich, hot, dilf. (Could be a Lana Del Rey song really) You look at it for about a minute more, his message pops up. Okay girl, you got to lock in.

“ - you are very good looking :3”

“ - Well thank you. But you are quite a sight for sore eyes darling ;).”

Holy shit! You have it in the bag girl. Now all you have to do is sit still and be pretty. “Don't fuck it up!” You think, and oh boy, if you fumble this up you could never forgive yourself, might as well kill yourself!

“- and… how are we going to this…? i mean this website is kind of shitty :/”

“- Yeah you are right princess. Here.”

“- (XXX)XXX-XXX.

“- That's my number, add me and we will talk about it.

Yeah if you fumble this you are definitely going to kill yourself. You quickly open your messages app and insert the number he just gave you with trembling thumbs. You triple check the number just in case. You add the contact as “Leon Sugar”.

“ - hii ^w^ it's me [ ]”

After no more than two seconds he answers. He is maybe eager for this too.

“- Hi baby. Wanna call?”

Right then your world just froze. Holy fucking shit. This guy is really being serious, and you can't do anything to prevent an unhealthy attachment that is taking place right fucking now.

“- uhh, hold on…"

“- Okay baby, just tell me when.”

Not just a minute passes when you text back.

“- okay im ready!”

Just as you hit send he calls you, you panic, a stab to the heart could have got a lower squeal out of you. You pick up after a few tones.

“Hi…?”

He immediately speaks, holy fuck his voice! Cult leader type of voice, deep and smooth like the purest silk from god knows where…You remain silent for some seconds.

“You there?”

“Sweetheart?”

You almost moan to the sound of his voice. Gosh, pull it together.

“Sorry… I just panicked for a while.” You say in a soft voice. You thank the heavens above that he can't see your face right now.

“Well aren't ya’ a sweet little thing?” He lets out a deep and rich chuckle, striking directly to your heart, and from your heart to your cunt. “Do I make ya’ nervous…? Is that why?” He says in a teasing voice.

“A little…” You admit with a slight crack on your voice.

“And why is that?” He asks right back, his voice somehow lowering at least an octave.

“I-I don't know… Cause I've never done anything like this at all…” You answer, thinking before you speak for once in your life, impressive.

“How can a pretty girl like ya’ never be pampered huh…? Next thing ya’ goin’ to say is that you never kissed anyone.” He speaks in the same tone as earlier. It was making you melt, transforming your brain into a mushy pink paste with glitter (cause let's face it, you certainly do not have many brain cells.)

“Uhm…” Damn he got you, bet he thinks you are a weirdo.

“...” A long silence stumbles upon the call. “You kiddin’?” He says after a few seconds.

“No… Daddy.” You say making a big pause before you call him like he asked to be called some minutes earlier, “Gosh it feels so weird…” You think to yourself.

“Well isn't that lovely? He says with a lighthearted chuckle. “So that makes ya’ a virgin too huh…?” He teases you again.

“...” Your silence says it all.

“Well sweetheart, let me tell ya’ that you shouldn't be embarrassed of it.” He says as he could sense your emotions through the call.

“But it's still embarrassing… You probably think that I'm a weirdo. No guy ever calls me back after a first date, they think I'm weird.” You say with a deep sadness in your voice.

“Well maybe ya’ are so weird cause ya’ just the peak of beauty, darling. Let me tell ya’, I wouldn't even care if you shot me I'll still be interested in ya’,.” Gosh he sounds like a Dad. Bet you aren't the only one calling him daddy.

You stay silent for a moment, his words sinking into the back of your brain. Maybe he was right.

“Hey, I have an idea.” He says as you think about what he had just said. “What about if we do a video call…? Maybe we can both loosen up.” He asks, his voice turning into a teasing flirty tone, leaving back the lighthearted voice he just spoke with.

Yeah no shit. This is really doing a 180° on your life. Your mind tries to run with all the possibilities you can think of, like one and a half to be exact.

“Uhm… Okay. Just wait a minute…” You say with a little bit of panic in your voice. “Gotta tidy my room a little…”

“Sure honey. Just tell me when ‘kay…?” He says with a voice that could make even a dentist have cavities.

You quickly incorporate yourself and look at the clock on your nightstand. “4:02” You say just loud enough for you to hear it. You run to the bathroom and inspect yourself in the mirror. “I can't put on makeup… Who could believe I look like that at 4 A.M…”. You slip your panties down and sit on the toilet, you look at the cute pair of panties as you take a quick piss. “I should wear a push-up bra… He won't notice…”. You quickly pace to your bed once again.

“Leo-” You stop yourself ashamed. “I mean… Daddy.” You say as you try to get him to give you his attention.

“Ya’ done baby…?” He says in a silky voice, somehow making him sound even hotter.

“Uhm… Yeah…” You say quickly putting on a push-up bra and a clean skimpy tank top. The ruffling of the clothes being heard by him.

“Ya’ undressin’ for me or somethin’ baby…?” He teases with a chuckle as low as a thunder.

“Uh- N-no…” You answer immediately with a soft yelp. “I was just changing into something more comfortable…"

Right then your phone begins to ring again. “Leon Sugar wants to video call you. Accept?” You see on your phone along with a bright green button. You bite your lip nervously and finally push the button for the video call to pull through. You quickly turn off your camera as you wait for it to connect.

After some seconds you see him. A little bit rougher than the photo but still good enough to eat. He moves his phone sideways so you could see him better. Wearing a dark blue rob that did nothing to cover his chest really, he had more tits than you, ouch. “Sweetheart?” He says placing his phone somewhere so it could stand on his own. “I can't see ya’ baby…” He says furrowing his brows as he looks closer to the screen of his phone.

You look around making sure there's nothing embarrassing to be ashamed of, no panties or plushies on the camera frame, alright.

“Uhm… Just a second my wifi is kind of bad…” You say as you look last time in a mirror that was in your room. You hesitantly look at the camera button, you click it and a small loading bubble appears, the camera is now on.

A soft whistle can be heard from the other side of the line. “Wow…” He says in a soft voice, a smirk plastered on his chiseled face. “Now I'm really curious about ya’…” He says looking unashamedly at the small part of cleavage you were kindly showing just for him. “Ya’ said ya’ changed for me… huh?” He's starting to sound like a frat boy now…

While he was talking you were more focused on how you looked on the camera. “Uhm.. Yeah.” You say shyly batting unconsciously your lashes. “My pajamas weren't a great option, y’know…?” You realize how your voice becomes more high-pitched, candied almost. You realize you are smiling foolishly in the camera, you stop and lock in. “So about the money-”

“Oh yeah the money…” He looks like he just discovered the cure for cancer. “How much would ya’ want your allowance to be…?” Is he really saying this? Might as well bankrupt him just by being pretty.

“Oh…” You say with your pretty lips forming a perfect circle. “Well I don't know really…” You say with a surprised look plastered on your face. “How much would you be willing to give me…?”

“How much do ya’ want? Name it, and I'll give you… until my last penny angel.” He says with a smug grin on his face.

“Uhm… Is 500 a lot…?” You ask, biting your lip nervously. “I really don't know… I'm sure I'm asking too much for just company and loyalty-”

“Ya’ got it, 500 weekly.” He says with a cheeky smile, almost endearing if it wasn't because you just met the guy and he's literally paying for your company.

“...500…1000…1500…” You count in your airy head. “Uhm isn't that quite a lot for a month…? That's more than the average check…”

“Well princesses need a lot of money to survive don't they…? To buy frilly dresses and pretty panties-”

“That's still too much money… Daddy…” Calling that it's still so unnatural, like giving a monkey mom a kitten to care for. “I meant like per month or so…” You say to him while looking elsewhere than the phone camera.

“Don't be silly, princess…” He says giving a soft sigh to the world. “Like I said- I want to take care of ya’, provide for ya’… To pamper ya” really. Treat ya’ like the princess ya’ are!” Whilst he was saying a monologue typical of a 40’s husband when his wife wanted to have a job, you were way too busy looking at his tits-

Oh my god… He may have double D’s. “Baby…?” He says snapping you out of your titty world.

“Uh… Yeah…?” You say blinking the nasty thoughts away, you doe eyes looking even more dolly than before. “Sorry I got distracted- So it will be 2 grand a month…?” You say trying to change the topic.

“That's right. Gonna spoil ya’ rotten darlin’.” He answers with a triumphant smile.

“But that's like, a ton of money… Like a TON.” You say with a soft frown looking at the total babe, *uhum*, handsome man that was on your screen.

“Daddy works for giving his little girl what she needs baby, to pamper her and spoil her, I've already said that honey.” He says growing rather irritated by your constant questioning.

“Yes I know it's just- I can't really conceive the idea of being paid just cause I'm pretty… It's like cheating! I feel like an imposter…” Doe eyes batting through the camera making his heart stop, then the tension went to his brain and then to his cock. Oopsies!

“Princess…” He says in a soft voice, almost like he was telling her daughter there wasn't any monster under her bed. “I know this is new…” Suddenly he stops talking, presumably thinking about something, soon after he speaks again. “Well maybe ya’ can do somethin’ for me…”

Your lost gaze that wandered around your room like you've never seen it before comes back to the screen quickly. “Yeah…?” You ask rather skeptical of what he was about to propose.

“When was the last time ya’ touched your princess bits, sweetheart…?” He says without mincing words. “Uhm…” You freeze, ok didn't think he would ask that wow… You wait a little before answering his bold question. “I-I don't really remember it…” You are such a liar! You were literally humping your pillow before deciding it was time to go to sleep. You quickly look at the right corner of your phone, 4:29. “You know it's kind of late and tomorrow I have a job interview…”

“Oh it won't be long princess… I just want to guide ya’…” He coos lovingly at her with a mellow voice. “I want ya’, to touch for me darling… Let me talk ya’ through it m’kay…?” As much embarrassing this seems to you, you can't help but want to please him. “What do ya’ say angel…?” You just nod frantically as you slide your panties down. He sees you shift in your position. “Show Daddy your panties darlin’, show to the camera how cute they are, hmm…?”

As soon as you had slided them off your dripping cunnie you show them to him, light blue with a bow at the front, cute, but what caught his attention was the visible wet patch it had formed. He whistles softly. “Ya’ got wet even without doing dirty talk baby…Your kitty is so good darling… I can smell it from here.” He says with a charming frat jock smile, you could bet your soul he was one in his teen years, but anyways. “Now use your pretty fingers and circle your nub, you know where that is hmm..?” He asks you as he was asking a dog if he was a good boy. You nod softly. “I knew you would, my smart girl…” He says while slowly palming himself through the thin fabric of his pajama trousers. You start letting out soft whimpers, catching his attention every time while he was trying to focus on himself. “Can ya’ show daddy your princess parts darlin’...?” You stop your motion looking directly into your phone camera. “Ya’ didn't like that huh…” He says with a sour chuckle. “Well don't worry darlin’, ya’ don't have to show me anything ya’ aren't comfortable with, ok princess…?” You just nod shyly and kept moving your fingers.

“Fit one of them in, c’mon baby…” He says with now, his cock out, but out of view from the camera of course, he's a gentleman after all! As he sees your face contorting -your puffy lips in a soft pout and your brows furrowed while you looked shyly at him through the device- he begins to pump his length up and down, just like he knows he likes. Your soft whimpers feeding his ego, therefore making his blood pump more and more to his brain below the waist. He just closes his eyes for a moment, the next second he opens them he is cumming non-stop to your airy moans and mewls. Guess he isn't the stallion he used to be in his twenties, gosh even thirties…

He looks at the time 4:52. He grunts softly, cleaning his hand on the side of the rob he was wearing. “Baby…” He says in a husky voice, making you stop, just when you were about to reach the peak! “Y-yes Daddy…?” You say slowing down your finger pumping. “I-I gotta go sweetie… It's late and I have a big money meeting tomorrow… okay?” You completely stop, was he literally telling you to fuck off cause he already cummed…? No, but you are overreacting in your mind, feeling so used and not even getting a reward out of it. But you just softly smile and say “It's alright, I understand it…” You say with a fake soft voice. “I knew you would understand it sweetheart…” He says with a pleased smile. “I'll text you tomorrow m’kay…? Love you, bye.” He quickly says and hangs up, not even giving you a chance to object about it, maybe that's why he did it that way.

Anyways now it's almost 5 am, and you have to wake up like… in an hour maybe…? Got to dress cute, cause “firsts impressions last”, not too prudy but also not showing your bra, you decide to get your shit together and walk to the bathroom to wash your face, you change into something more formal, a tube skirt and white crisp shirt, a short heels and you are on the go. How come with even extra time you are running late…? You take the bus, yeah, people stare at you, yeah, deal with it. You finally arrive at your destination after several bus stops, a corporation building, they say they were looking for a secretary… Who knows it could be like the movie and you start having a BDSM relationship with your boss and-

“Miss, Mr.Kennedy will see you now…” The assistant says from behind her desk, giving you a soft smile,you analyze her, she is truly an american beauty, high standard chick from uptown for sure. After her fake smile disappears you walk to the door of your probably next boss office. You knock on it twice, a husky rumble saying “Come in…” traveling through the sound waves. You slowly open the door, greeted by the back of Mr.Kennedy as he looked through the windows the city at his feet, he slowly turns around, his eyes slightly opening up further as he realizes who he is, she frowns softly, her mouth opening, ready to speak.

“Oh darlin’ thought I told you I was going to be the one to reach out to you didn't I…?”

[kinkandkreep]

Yandere Alphabet Continued: Shuji Hanma (Tokyo Revengers)

Letters A-M here

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Shuji’s punishments can be physical, mostly some less than playful roughhousing should you decide to do something he doesn’t like

He’s actually not super fond of punishments outside of the humiliation aspect of them, mostly because he kind of likes to see you crying or in some distress

Only if it’s caused by him though

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

Shuji’s not super interested in taking away your rights

He may prohibit you from doing certain things and limit your actions, but as for just outright being like “you no longer have the right to see your family,” or something like that, he doesn’t really have that inclination

He kinda thinks it’s fun to see how far you’re willing to push the boundary between what he will and won’t allow, even if he hasn’t made mention of what those things are explicitly

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

I dunno if I’d call Shuji patient exactly, but I will say that he lets you slide with some things more than most 

Shuji’s just not a very uptight guy, so what looks to be patience is actually nonchalance  

Now, that’s not to say that he can’t get fed up

He can, and if you push him too far, he will 

But he’s got a greater tolerance for any bs you might try to pull than others only because he knows that if he were in your situation, and hell, even if not, he would do the same thing

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

This may or may not come as a surprise, but it’s actually highly unlikely that you’ll die while in Shuji’s care or under his supervision, so we won’t touch on that

Just upping and leaving is not an option, unless there’s some sort of extenuating circumstance that requires you to like…ion know, leave out the country or something (and even then, Shuji loves adventure, so he may just follow you then too 🙃)

If you were to escape, Shuji would definitely hunt you down

He loves the thrill of the chase, and while after too long he may grow a bit bored, the thought of your expression and reaction when he finally catches you will keep him going for a while yet

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

Feelings like guilt and Shuji Hanma don’t really mix in my mind 😂

Like, I don’t necessarily think he’s incapable of feeling it, he’s just not inclined to

So I’ma say no, Shuji would decidedly not feel guilty if he kidnapped you

He would also not let you go

You are his precious little doll and he loves you too much to just let you leave him

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Shuji’s childhood and much if not all of his backstory is an enigma

That said, it’s kinda hard to pinpoint where exactly the yandere aspect of this iteration of him came from

I would honestly say that Shuji most likely has some undiagnosed mental illness, and that his yandere tendencies stem from that

There’s also something to be said about a deeply hidden sense of loneliness and a craving for affection that permeates deep into Shuji’s being, and that he’s just suppressed all his life

When he encounters you, and begins feeling things he’s not felt before, he kinda just takes the feeling and runs with it, as he’s done with everything else he’s ever felt

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

Not as amused as you would think, believe it or not

Shuji may act like an ass but somewhere within him lies the desire for you to love him in return

He knows being terrible and kidnapping you is probably not the best way to make that happen but he’s still figuring it out ok? Cut ‘im some slack, these are new feelings he’s dealing with

A small part of him would be amused, the normal part of him that everyone sees and knows

But a larger part of him is distressed, though he hides it well

He doesn’t want to hurt you, honest!

And he really doesn’t even want to see you cry, for the most part

So if you did behave in such a manner, it would likely cause him to internally panic

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

I mentioned this a little earlier I think but Shuji likes to drag you around to the various fights he gets into and have you watch and cheer him on from the sidelines

That sounds weird, and it is, but hey 🤷🏾‍♀️

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

Another one who’s pretty unflappable

But, I could feasibly see Shuji growing bored of you and ceasing his pursuit of you if you just never have any reaction to anything

Which, let’s face it, will be pretty hard to do but if you’re willing to give it a try ‘cus you’re just that desperate to escape…

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

Shuji might accidentally hurt you

A lot actually 🙃

He just gets so excited and forgets his own strength sometimes

But now intentionally? 

Only if you’ve absolutely pushed him to the edge 

And then over it

Don’t worry though, something like this would be incredibly difficult to achieve 

But trust me, you do not want to push it

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

I don’t think Shuji reveres or worships you

He’s not the type for that

He does have an appreciation for you though, and he recognizes that you are a little sliver of good in a world that’s pretty much gone to shit

He can respect that about you

As for winning you over, he’s not overly concerned with that either

He wants you to love him, sure, but you don’t have to be drooling over him 25/8 for him to be satisfied

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

Shuji “pines” for about as long as you probably assume he would. 

Which is to say, not long. 🙃

When Shuji realizes that he wants to possess you and subsequently your heart, he immediately begins making moves to do just that

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

Shuji possesses the potential to break you intentionally and unintentionally.

He can be overbearing in the most literal sense, monopolizing, occasionally inconsiderate of your feelings as it relates to your autonomy and overall just wild and incorrigible. 

He’s more likely to break you if he abducts you and is subsequently in contact with you more consistently. 

He’ll more easily wear you down and whittle away at your patience and sanity if he can keep you in close proximity.   

I personally don’t think he’d ever try particularly hard to break you, but the thought might enter his mind and he may be inclined to pursue the notion. 🙃

Let’s hope for your sake, he doesn’t. 

[nykie-love-anime]

Dads best friend

Aizawa and Present Mic are 45 and Reader is 25. Present Mic had you when he was only 20 and unfortunately you mom died during childbirth. He has been an amazing father to you since.

Warnings: smut and cursing.

“Okay bye.” Aizawa said hanging up his phone. “Is everything ok?” you questioned the man in front of you. “Yeah, everything is good. Your dad is fine, his surgery went well. We can go see him tomorrow the doctor just want him to rest for a bit more.” Shota replied with a relieved sigh. “He is stable for now which is a good thing and they want to keep an eye on him through the night that is also why we can’t visit.” He continued.

“Thank the heaven for that. I really don’t know how I would survive without him. He is after all my dad and I don’t want him to go yet we still have so much to do. I still have so much to show him.” You said with tears in your eyes. “I miss him so, so much, I haven’t been away from him in so long.” You said, lightly crying now.

“I know Y/N/N. But everything is okay and he will make a full recovery. He is okay” Shota replied pulling you into his arms. His heart breaking as you sniffled trying to keep your tears at bay. Hizashi is his best friend and he also don’t know how he would survive without his loud best friend and that is why he is feeling like a shitty friend for how he is looking at you.

He knows it is wrong but he can’t stop. Hizashi would kill Shota if he ever found out about the dreams he has been having about you every few nights. Waking up with a boner with no one to help him blow a load.

“Do you want to do something in the meanwhile?” he questioned you with a small smile. “Do you wanna go eat or see a new movie?” Aizawa asked pulling away from the hug even though he didn’t really want to let you go just yet.

“Can we go for a swim.” You queried. “Oh sure. I could go for a dip.” He said smiling at you. If he is going to hell he might as well enjoy life a bit more. “I believe we could really do with a good jump in the pool. Especially after the week we both had” He chuckled with you just nodding along.

“Let’s change into our bathing suits and meet at the pool in five?” “Yeah, sounds good.” You giggled running to your room excited to show Aizawa your new bikini even if it is not going to stay on very long.

“Let’s do that.” He mumbled looking at your jiggling butt as you run up the stairs. “Mmmh I could get used to that.” He whispered continuing to stare at your ass not knowing you heard him and you couldn’t be happier.

Shota was the first one out and decided to climb in the pool to settle his growing crotch. Adjusting his swimming trunks as you glided out the back door. ‘Holy fuck. I am so going to hell for this.’ He thought. ‘All I wanna do is fuck her.’ He continued with his naughty thoughts. The water helping with his issue a little bit.  

 Sighing he laid his head on the edge of the pool just laying back and enjoying the water in this warm weather. ‘Thank you, Mic, for installing a pool.’ Is all Aizawa could think to distract him from you in that blue bikini.

As you laid down your towel Aizawa looked up at you with a grin. You waved at him with a laugh and started pulling on your bikini top strings. “How is the water?” You asked pulling off the top causing the man in the pool to stutter over his words. “It’s lovely.”

Next to go is your bikini bottoms throwing it next to the top you begin walking into the pool. “Uuh, what are you doing?” the teacher questioned. “I did not want my new bikini to get wet.” You replied innocently looking at his shocked face.

“You know…” he trailed off as you sat next to him on the swimming pool stair. “You know you can’t be naked in here. Especially with me in here.” “Why are you getting hard?” you asked him with a teasing smile. “What, no. NO!” he exclaimed looking at your face trying not to look down at your breasts. “Are you going to fuck me?” you asked and all Aizawa could do was choke out no a few times not knowing what else to say.

“What are you even saying I am old enough to be your father. In fact, I am as old as your father.” He stated causing you to giggle. “So I am 25 I can make my own decisions.” You retorted. Smiling at the shocked look on his face.

“No, I am…” he cut himself off not knowing what else to do. “You have like three hours to fuck me before my friends arrive.” You said with a grin. “What are you going to do?” you asked prolonging the o.

‘Don’t do it Aizawa. She is half your age. She is 25 but she is still your best friends daughter. Who is in the hospital because of a car crash might I add.’ The little angel on his right side said.

He struggled with his inner demons. All you could do is play with your boobs biting your lip as you look at him contemplating the idea. Hoping he will consider the thought.

‘Fucking do it. You have been having dreams about her since she was 21. Here she is presenting herself like a gift. Yours for the taking. How often do you get the opportunity to fuck her. Fuck her brains out.’ Little demon Aizawa countered little angel Aizawa. “Fuck it.” Aizawa mumbled pulling you into his lap pressing his lips against your with urgency.

 Kissing him felt amazing. You have been dreaming of kissing him since you graduated from UA. Moving your lips against his you felt his hands wandering at your hips and you planted them right on your breasts.

Aizawa getting into the rhythm of you grinding on his lap your pussy lip spreading over this swimming trunks. Shota pulled you up and plopped you outside of the pool, attaching his lips to your neck causing a moan to leave your mouth.

“Fuck. Oh shit.” You mumbled as he sucked the column of your neck. “Please.” You begged not knowing what you are begging for. He pulled his lips away from your neck and got on his knees on the step.

Kissing down your stomach he got to your pussy and went to town. “Fuck baby you’re so wet.” he said against your clit and the vibrations caused you to let out a moan. He continued to lick and a few moments later a added a finger into your sopping hole. “Fuck, yes, yes, yes.” You chanted out.

Going back to your clit he began sucking and fingering you at the same time. “I’m… I am so close. Please don’t stop.” You moaned out. Continuing to suck on your clit, humming now and then you felt yourself let go.

“Fuck, fuck, yes, yes. Daddy I am so close.” You moaned. “Cum for daddy sweetheart, let go for me. Be a good girl.” He growled out continue licking as you came undone. Fingering you throughout your high. All you could see was stars. Your ears ringing as the pleasure started to fade away.

Panting while laying down was all you could do trying to catch your beath. “Wow.” You mumbled into your hand. “Thank you.” You said as you sat back up pulling him back into a kiss.

“Fuck baby girl that was hot.” He muttered in between kisses causing you to giggle going back to kissing him.

Pulling his fingers out of your pussy you inserted them into your mouth. “Oh yeah.” He grinned. “You taste so fucking delicious baby. Could not get enough of you. I think I want it for breakfast every day.” Aizawa said pulling his fingers out of your mouth going back to kissing.

“I wanna taste you daddy.” You mumbled into his mouth. “Next time baby.” He said kissing your neck. “For now I want you back in the pool.” Kissing each breast. “So that I can fuck you properly.” He said taking your nipple into his mouth and pinching the other one. Moaning into your hand all you could do was nod.

As he stood on the pool step his cock was perfectly inline with your mouth. Giggling you take his dick into your mouth and started moving your head up and down. “Shit baby. Fuck your mouth feels so good.” Aizawa moaned out.

Fisting your hair, he started slowing fucking your face a few times before he moved his hand down to your pussy and inserting two fingers and thumbing your clit. You moaned on his cock causing Shota to let your head go. “Fuck baby just like that. You take me so fucking well.” He mumbled as he started getting closer to the edge.

Rubbing your clit with his big hand you couldn’t help but moan from pleasure and a little bit of pain at the over stimulation around his cock again. Aizawa moaned. “Baby I am so close to cumming don’t stop.” He groaned out.

“Fuck!” he exclaimed as he let you not far behind. “Yeah that’s it sweetheart cum for daddy.” He said as he pulled his cock out of your mouth going back to his knees. “Cum for daddy. Cum baby.” He muttered against your clit. Moaning you let go falling flat on your back as the second orgasm of the day hits you full bang. “Fuck daddy, yes, yes, yes.”

Pulling your knees together to keep his hand in place for the pleasure to keeping going, riding out your high. “Fuck. That felt so much better that the first time.” You whispered causing Aizawa to chuckle as you let his hand go.

“Fuck if I wasn’t so tired, I would really suck your cock again. Wow.” You said smiling up at Aizawa who let out a cackle.

“How about we go to your room take a nap then continue round two. How does that sound.” “Fucking fantastic.”

Masterlist | Main Masterlist

[diosnumber1slut]

Dom DIO X Sub Fem Y/n

CONTAINS: (ddlg, spanking, degradation, humiliation, facial, sexting, mention of 18+ media being sent, if you squint very hard slight praise, yandere themes, y/n is a brat, brat-tamer DIO, yandere DIO)

First person, italic used for thoughts & texts

{Oh btw I also did a little insignificant playlist that you can listen to when you're reading it or maybe if you want to listen to it on a daily basis then go ahead!}

“Daddy I’m back~” I said as I stepped in his luxurious penthouse.

Everything was in the colours of black and crimson with some touches of gold, the night skyline was absolutely breathtaking seen from above.

I didn’t find him anywhere so I decided to go and take a look in his office and when I opened the door I saw him sitting in his black leather chair with his back facing me “Well look who’s back~” then he said to me in a particular relaxed but still imposed tone “Sit down.” so I said as I sat down “Is there something wrong daddy?” then he replied to my question, menacingly, “So… how’s your ex doing without your presence hmm…good?” A voice inside of my head told me that he knew clearly that I had sex with my ex this evening but then that voice died out and I responded with “Y-yes he’s doing good without me…” “I stuttered fuck!” then he said “Then why were you at your ex boyfriend’s house this evening?…” then my blood froze as he turned around to face me then he stood up and there I saw his towering self, eclipsing me, “You respond to my messages and calls immediately but this evening you weren’t answering so I decided to track your location down and I saw that you were at your ex’s house…” he said teasingly as he approached me then he raised my head with his hand under my chin “You’ll be punished severely for it my naughty little slut…Now go to my room and wait for me.” he said in a menacing tone “Ok daddy…” I stood up and then I went straight to his room.

I waited for him patiently feeling a sort of suspense raising inside me. “What will he do? I wonder…~” I said between me and myself then all of a sudden the door opened “You’ve got some explaining to do…” he said in an imposing tone as he came towards me. He had only his black pants and white shirt on, his amber eyes were burning with wrath and his golden locks were flowing with each of his perfectly calculated steps then all of a sudden I was bent over his lap and then the first spanking of the night strikes my ass, I mewled out his name in pain then he spoke “What did I say about fucking other boys…” I said in a weary tone “I’m sorry daddyyy!~” he said furiously as he continued to spank me “You’ve been a very bad girl…”; after half an hour of spanking he took me off of his lap and bent me over the bed and rammed his entire length inside of my pussy and still gave me more of his generous spankings as he fucked me.

His pace was brutal and sadistic truly meant to hurt, then I saw that he took my phone from my purse and decided to take a video of myself getting fucked all the way out then he said “Say hi to your ex!” He roared angrily; I just moaned loudly begging him to have mercy on me then he chuckled darkly then I heard him say “Lay even a finger on her and I’ll kill you…Got it?” then he finished recording the video and continued to fuck me.

As he released himself inside of me he took his raging shaft out and took my phone again and took a quick pic of my wet womanhood spilling with his essence then he inserted it into my mouth, I felt myself gagging onto his enormous raging member.

I felt like if I was in a photoshoot for how many pictures he was taking of my messy self sucking on his throbbing cock “Was my little slut starving for daddy’s cock?…I mean after fucking your worthless ex you must be desperate for my precious touch~” He said tauntingly and as a response I hummed in ecstasy as his cock hit the back of my throat constantly then he chuckled menacingly looking down at my drooling mess.

He decided to start fucking my ass then he took a video of it; he gave a playful spank at my ass cheek “Ah!~” I moaned then he said “Ahh…my naughty little slut serves me so well…she’s literally made for me…~” he furiously said “Her existence is only meant for pleasuring my deepest carnal desires…” he said angrily as he finished recording.

I was going in overdrive with pleasure as his cock plowed in and out of my mouth then he decided to take some pictures of me sucking his cock dry “You look so pretty while you suck my cock~” I looked up at him “Aww such a cute little thing that you are…And to think that you are only mine~” he chuckled tauntingly “Hmmm?” he hummed and he faced at my phone and then he noticed three notifications from my ex, he immediately grabbed my phone and saw some texts coming from him that read “go fuck yourselves!”-“I hate you both!”-“I will kill you both!” then he laughed darkly at the ominous threats, he then said “Yeah keep on sucking my cock…Ngh- good girl~”. He just kept on going until he felt that he was going to come then he took his cock out of my throat and came all over my face and breast “Ooooh fuck yeah my sweet little girl…~” then he picked up my phone once again took one last picture at my messy self covered in his thick cum and sent it to him and then to my ex then he said out loud what he was texting to him “She belongs to me…touch her and I’ll make sure you’ll regret the day you’ve met her.” then he picked me up by my waistline and began kissing me roughly and passionately then he broke the kiss and said to me “Swear that you’ll never see any other guy but me…” then I said “I swear daddy~” then he said “Good…” then I said “I’m feeling sleepy daddyyyyyy…~” then we went to sleep together and before I fell asleep he patted my head and said “You’re such an obedient girl…you deserve a reward.” I then replied “Really?!” He then said “Yes…Tomorrow I’ll take you out wherever you like.” then I said “Thank you so much Daddy Dio I love you!” He then said as he gave a kiss on my forehead “I love you too my dear…” and then we both went to a peaceful slumber.

[vrisrezis]

Can you either half or the full yandere alphabet for eso from jjk. He’s the second death painting and doesn’t like people seeing his back. Just whatever you feel like doing ok. 💖

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Often through kisses and cuddles, or gift giving. Eso is a chill yandere so not too intense, it comes across as normal. Even after his more yandere intent is revealed.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Pretty messy. But not unnecessarily. Like only if somebody is a threat to you. Eso tries to be smart about it though, not wanting to needlessly getting into battles he could potentially lose.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

No. He’s so sweet.. he’s just keeping you as a means of protection but at the same time is a bit self aware it’s messed up so.. he just buys tons of sweets for you and hopes that’ll make it okay

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

No. Maybe pressure you to eat and take care of yourself but he doesn’t force you.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

All of it. Eso is very open with you about his feelings towards you and is very vulnerable about his fears, his dreams, his brothers.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Sad but he understands. He’s trying to atone for what he’s doing to you, but he knows it’s not enough. Why would it?

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

No. Not a game. He just wants to keep you with him, keep you safe. He understands it’s not normal to wanna be around somebody the way he does.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

The kidnapping probably. Aside from that eso is very sweet to you and he keeps death far away from you.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

He just wants to be alongside you, forever. So anything you want that doesn’t involve leaving him.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Not really. Eso doesn’t think he deserves to feel that way. If he does, he keeps it to himself and maybe vents to choso.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

He loves to give gifts, and shower you with affection. He’s gentle too, as if you’re made of glass.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Eso gets really nervous when he approaches you in this manner, but he’d shyly just ask you out on a normal date.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

I guess? He’s a lot more vulnerable and shy around you.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

He wouldn’t. He can’t. He’s too soft for you, don’t even.. he’s such a pushover.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

None really, aside from not being allowed to leave him.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

Very. He will never get mad at you so do as you please, he’ll end up taking out your abuse on some poor, poor soul.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

Depends on scenario. If you leave/escape he’ll just find you again and bring you back with him. It makes him feel even more guilty than the last time. If you died, he would feel very sad, but he would be able to live his life alongside his brothers. If he didn’t have them though, he wouldn’t be able to move on.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

Yes. But he’s not willing to let you go. It will make him feel worse, but he just can’t let go.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Just a desire to be around you. He thought about always being around you, the question in his mind was often “but how can I keep them around me always?” And it eventually spiraled into this.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

He would feel terrible. He’d try to offer you something to make you feel better, watching your favorite movie, or something. He knows it’s not enough, he knows he’s doing something horrible. He doesn’t know how to make it better.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

He’s just a lot softer than most yanderes. A lot more emotional, and oddly enough he doesn’t come across as deranged, he’s very self aware and he’s terrified of his own actions but doesn’t know how to stop it either.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

His vulnerability and his trust. He’d trust you enough to where you wouldn’t be restrained. You’d plan your escape in advance, but it’s pretty easy to get away after you play the waiting game.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

Nope. Never.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

Often. He worships you often, and probably calls you his empress/emperor/etc. often. Like his worship is to a crazy extent. Aside from that he comes across as normal towards you… I guess..

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

A couple months of having a normal relationship with you, before he just can’t bear being without you for even a second.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

I don’t think so just because he’s so sweet to you.. he’d never want to do that either.

[mslanna]

Nooo it's completely fine if you dont write things you don't like or simply don't want im sorry I didn't want to come of as rude or pressuring

But since its ok to share ideas with you how about this:

You know the night where mizora comes to punish wyll and tav decides to just attack her because they care too much for their companions. And I'd guess that mizora is quiet powerful since she's a devil so before mizora strikes tav down, raphael just pops up and protects tav by letting mizora punish wyll and holding tav down so that they don't get hurt by mizora.

I'd actually like it more if raphael just destroys the contract and kills mizora but since he himself is a devil and he doesn't have the crown yet he has to hold back. That's why tav is so mad at him that he promises her that he will make her pay and then he hugs tav and reassurs them that he'll take care of it and perhaps tavs so frustrated of the fact that raphael just held them down so that at first their too angry with him to talk

Sjskskksiaja sorry for dumping this idea on you and I hope it's understandable since English isn't my first language haha

Have a nice day 🌻

I think I mangled the promt somewhat, @shyminnie07 . here's hoping you still like it. 😅

Paying Forward on AO3

When Mizora comes to punish Wyll for letting Karlach live, Tav intervenes. It doesn't go well and they need (and get) a little help from another cambion…

Camp was quiet and Tav watched the fire burn down. They forced their thoughts to follow suit, slowing and mellowing. The last days had been a whirlwind with nary a moment to breathe. Now, with their new friends retreating for the night, the evening stilled and a cool wind brushed over Tav's burning mind soothingly.

They tried not to think about what lay ahead. Tomorrow came anyway. Better to make use of the break while they could. The moment felt like a drop of quiet sandwiched in between two maelstroms.

"Oh no." Wyll's voice came from across camp. "She's coming."

His worried tone urged Tav into action. They grabbed their gear and hurried towards their companion. "Who is coming?" They snapped the last bits of armour into place. "What is happening?"

"My patron," Wyll replied and took hold of Tav's arm. "She won't be happy we spared Karlach."

"She can't have her." Tav's grip tightened around their war hammer. "Or you. She'll have to go through me."

"She's a devil, Tav! Don't get yourself killed on my behalf."

Tav didn't say that getting killed in the line of duty sounded pretty sweet. They'd have done their part and died blameless. Compared to the mess of life, it didn't sound like a bad deal. But before Tav managed to say something stupid, the oily blackness announcing hellfire pooled on the ground before them. Fire shot up and revealed the shapely form of a female devil. Uh oh.

Don't get distracted! Tav told themself to a little avail. The devil knew she was gorgeous and accented all her best features accordingly. Not getting distracted was a quest unto itself and one Tav felt themself losing.

"Wyll," the devil purred in a tone Tav felt not only in their bones. "You've been naughty. And you know what happens when you're naughty."

"And who the fuck are you?" Tav asked just before remembering Wyll said the devil was his patron. Well, patron wasn't a name.

"Call me Mizora," she answered, the disdain for Tav's crude choice of words audible. "I'm Wyll's patron, the fount of his power. My pet's been unruly. And his leash needs a yank."

The devil stretched out a hand, pulled at the air and Wyll stumbled forward as if an actual leash held him around his neck.

"Leave him be!" Tav stepped between the two and felt the invisible leash cut through their chest.

"Wyll and I had a deal." Mizora scanned Tav dismissively. "But Karlach is still breathing."

"You told me devil's only," Wyll spoke up. "She's a tiefling. Not a monster."

"How precious." The devil was unimpressed. "The little pupster's found its bark. Clause G, Section Nine: 'Targets shall be limited to the infernal, the demonic, the heartless and the soulless.' Karlach meets the criteria, pet. Trust me on this."

"I said, leave him alone," Tav repeated and readied their weapon.

"He broke his contract. I am not at fault here."

"Your wording is vague." Tav held their position. "You could have been lenient, but chose not to. I take offence to that."

"And what do you plan to do?" Cold, calculating eyes settled on Tav.

"Wyll won't have to worry about his contract if there is no devil he's beholden to."

"Don't be a fool. What do you think will happen to his powers?" Mizora laughed.

"Wyll is more than his powers," Tav spat. "And he can find a new patron should he want one."

"After you attacked me for not liking the terms of his current contract?" The devil scoffed. "I think not."

But Tav thought back to the devil they met, almost eager to to excite them into a deal. And from the corner of their eye, the paladin spotted the small shadow of Raphael's warlock lurking in the night just outside the camp again. He had his eyes on them. He was an option. Tav shifted their weight back, weighing the war hammer in their hands.

"Tav!" Wyll cautioned, but to no avail.

"Get out of my camp." Tav raised their war hammer. "Now!"

When Mizora failed to leave, the paladin surged forwards and the head of their heavy war hammer connected hard with the devil's soft waist. It was a shame to maul such an exquisite body, but nobody messed with Tav's new friends. Only friends. New friends. Nobody!

Mizora staggered and Tav struck again, cutting across her legs at knee height. A nauseating crunch echoed through the camp. But whatever Tav hit didn't slow Mizora down the least. The devil came at them with incredible speed and a slap of energy stopped Tav in their tracks. Mizora's hand came down and though Tav ducked a way, one of the nails left a long red line down their face.

That couldn't stop them. Tav realigned to their target but Mizora wasn't there any longer. Tav blinked and readjusted their grip on their weapon. A glance at Wyll and Karlach ascertained the devil wasn't bothering them. Despite everything, Tav hoped they scared her away.

But no such luck. After a minute, Mizora returned, looking no worse for wear. "Are you really going to do this?"

Tav didn't bother with an answer and threw themself at the devil again. Just before their hammer connected to infernal flesh, Mizora vanished again. Something whacked Tav on the back of their head and sent them stumbling to the ground. The paladin picked themself up once more, looking for the elusive devil.

As before, Mizora appeared again momentarily. This went on for a while and Tav grew tired and annoyed. Every time Mizora vanished, she added injury to insult, slowly grinding Tav down.

If she had stayed vanished, Tav would have relented, but Mizora kept popping back, ogling Wyll who tried without success to talk Tav down. Not that a little bleeding, scrapes and bruises could top them. Tav was determined to protect their friends.

"Do stop," Mizora sighed after appearing to Tav still leaning heavily on their weapon. Dusts and dirt coated the human's hair and armour. It mixed with blood on their skin. "You cannot win this fight and I am losing interest."

"I will stop when you stay away," Tav ground out. "Leave my friends alone."

"Such misplaced loyalty. An admirable trait, no doubt. But I do not have time for this." Mizora pointed at Tav and laid a full fire ray on them.

Tav stumbled under the onslaught. Most of the heat bounced off the armour but the metal turned uncomfortably hot. They almost dropped their hammer as they pressed on to reach the devil. Mizora languidly repeated her attack. This time, it sent the human sprawling.

Though Tav again deflected most of the fire ray, their shoulder bristled with the heat and their face was singed. They stumbled and got mowed down by a ferocious sweep from the devil. Tav's skin blistered and broke as they skittered over the rough ground. They spat out dirt and blood before propping themself up, ready to return to the fight whatever the cost.

But somebody stepped between them and their target, towering and with wings that obscure Tav's sight. Unthinking, Tav clawed at the newcomer with a low growl.

"Now, now. None of that," came a familiar voice. Tav looked up and found Raphael's black-hole gaze levelled onto them. "Where are you manners?"

"She came into my camp and wants to hurt my friends." Tav struggled to stand. "Over my dead body."

"Yes," Raphael drew the word out into a complete lecture. "Unfortunately, you body is still needed alive."

His arm snapped out before the Tav when the paladin made for Mizora again. They crashed into it, surprised by its unyielding strength.

"How good to see somebody with actual decorum in this – derelict place." Mizora put herself back into order with a curt gesture. "This was all rather tedious."

"I won't let her hurt Wyll," Tav insisted.

"And who are you to decide that?" The devil spread her wings in a subtle threat.

"We can certainly find a solution that involves a minimum of bloodshed," Raphael intervened.

"If it is her blood, maximum is also acceptable," Tav hissed.

Raphael wrapped a wing around the angry human, trapping them in place. "Come, little mouse, calm down. We can settle this like civilised people."

The devils exchanged looks over Tav's head.

"Of course," Mizora agreed with a greedy glint in her eyes. "Wyll, today is your lucky day. Come here pet."

Wyll approached warily until he stood before his patron.

"You know I can't let this slip. But luck intervened on your behalf to let you off lightly." She gestured along her client's body who winced as if a large hand had suddenly taken hold of himand squeezed tightly. Horns sprouted from his head accompanied with the prominent ridges of devils.

"There we are." Mizora turned to Tav. "No pain, just punishment."

Wyll patted down his now features, shock etched over his face. "What have you done?"

"A promise broken, a Price paid. You know the terms," Mizora replied carelessly. "Get used to the new form, pet – there's no going back. Some magic, even I can't undo. Oh, and Wyll? Don't forget. Our pact still stands."

With that she turned to Raphael. "It has been so good to see you again." Each word dripped insincerity. "Until later." Mizora vanished in another flash of hellfire.

Tav peeled out of Raphael's hold and turned to the remaining devil. "What was that?"

"Just a timely intervention, little mouse. I do hate to lose a future client."

"I am not making any deals with you." Tav took a step away.

"Perhaps." The devil shrugged, wings following the motion of his shoulders. "But for now you owe me." With a snap of his fingers, Raphael transported them to the House of Hope. "Now let us discuss the terms of my timely intervention."

"I owe you nothing!" Tav spat.

"You'd be dead without me now."

"Maybe I'd rather be!"

"That can be arranged." Raphael's had closed around Tav's upper arm like a vice and he dragged them deeper into the House. "Maybe a small taste of death will help you appreciate what I just did for you." He bared his teeth as he spoke.

Tav followed because letting the devil drag them was even less dignified. Still they had to scramble to keep up. The devil wasn't in a magnanimous mood any longer.

"You'd have accepted the debt from any of your companions," he hissed. "Time to understand that it applies to me as well. "

"My companions aren't after my soul," Tav countered.

"Is that your worry?" Raphael stopped and Tav ran into him face-first. Black and gold eyes looked down at them as the devil curled his hands around their shoulders. "That I will take your soul?"

"What else could you want?" Tav did their best not to lose themself in the roiling coronas burning over them. The smell of smoke and cherries didn't help.

"Oh, my little pet, there are so many things I want that you can't even begin to fathom." He smiled dangerously. "Of course there are only so many you can grant."

Raphael slipped a finger under Tav's chin and regarded their face for a while. "What is equivalent to the worth of your life?" When Tav didn't answer, he continued: "maybe your own words will have the best result here. No one life is worth more than any other. A flawed assessment, all things considered, but for now it will do."

He leant down and Tav braced for belittling or insult as his breath raked over their skin hot enough to singe Tav's heart. "So this is my proposition, mousling. Your life for mine. A simple deal and easy to fulfil. If you ever find yourself in a position where you are about to take my life, you will not. If you see my life in danger, you will intervene as I did for you."

Tav bit their lip looking for the trap. It had to be one, coming form a devil, especially since it felt innocent enough. But after today they'd go on with their life. They knew where Halsin was and he'd resolve their tadpole problem. They'd never see Raphael again. A relief, that made their heart stutter.

How many devils had they met before this? None. So that was a good prognosis of how many they'd see once rid off their tadpole. Tav regarded the devil towering over them, black eyes, hot breath, sulphur and cherries and all. Once they were back, once they found Halsin, he was a thing of the past.

Speaking over their racing heart Tav held out their hand. "Deal."

"A deal indeed." Raphael gripped their hand with his, never taking his eyes of Tav. His fingers slipped far enough around to dig their sharp tips into Tav's soft flesh. "Now, back and to bed with you. You will need your wits about you in the journey to come."

Before Tav could reply, they found themself back at camp. Their new friends were relieved to welcome them back though worry spread when it became clear that Tav couldn't speak about the nature of the deal they made.

It took a wile for Tav to calm everybody down. They'd never make a deal for their soul and they had not. This much they could say. Whatever transpired was secret but harmless. In the end, Tav crawled into their bedroll slightly confused but feeling overall safe and appreciated.

[aquariumgraveleater1205]

Just thinking about a au where instead of Pip parents dying with him as a tiny infant, they died when he was nine (you know like a Lilo & Nani kinda situation)

Like this quote from "Lilo and stitch" with slight changes to fit their characters better

Pip: I do think I highly preferred when you were merely my sister and not me mummy

Mrs.Gargery: Yeah...so did I Phillip

(I'm specifically thinking of this scene)

Mrs.Gargery would most likely be less hostile towards Pip in this as she did not have to raise him from birth this time but she would still resent his existence for making her take care of a child she did not want making very little effort to physically take care of him as "he's old enough to take of himself he doesn't need pampering"

This I feel would also end up being said by them

Pip: Mummy wouldn't have have yelled at me to be quiet when I started crying! She would have sung me a song and wiped my tears as she told me that I was okay, but all you do is yell and hit me!

Mrs.Gargery: That's because I am not your mummy I am your sister, I'm not going to spoil and coddle you like she stupidly did!

Pip: mummy did not spoil me she loved me unlike you, you...you rotten sister!

After that she would drag him as hard as she could by his arm and throw him in his room

Mrs.Gargrey: You want to talk to me like that huh, well let's see how you feel going straight to bed with no supper tonight

After slamming the door so hard the walls practically shook Pip just angrily shoves his head in his pillow and screams his little lungs out until the anger passes and he starts crying till eventually he just exhausts himself and falls asleep

It's the dead of night when he wakes up due to hunger pains from not eating anything before bed, he tries his best to ignore these pains and go back to sleep but alas his stomach was not going to stop until he ate something

He pushed himself out of bed and slowly tiptoed his way toward the kitchen as to not wake his sister, when he first stepped foot in the kitchen he instantly eyeballed the bread box that sat upon the counter and darted towards it practically swallowing the biscuit he had grabbed whole

With his now satisfied stomach he tiptoed his way back to bed putting himself underneath the covers and falling back asleep

It was the next morning at breakfast when Pip sat down at the table the guilt of stealing sitting heavily on his back leaving a nervous look stuck on his face, his thoughts about his sister finding out what he did last night making his anxiety go up by the second before jumping up in his seat after feeling a hand make contact with his shoulder

"oi pip ol'chap what has got you so jumpy this morning"

Joe said with a look of concern on his face as he took his hand back, Pip didn't say anything as put his head down avoiding eye contact with Joe as he did

"Are you gonna give me an answer or not pip ol'chap"

Pip took a breath and raised his head to look at the man infront of him before speaking

"I...I..I'm feeling very guilty about something naughty I did last night and I don't want sister to know"

"Ah well...how about this then old chap, if you don't tell your sister then I won't either"

"... you promise you won't tell sister"

"I promise Phillip"

"ok well last night sister punished me by sending me off to bed with no supper but I woke up in the middle of the night with really bad stomach pains because of this...so I snuck out of bed and ate-"

Pip speech was interrupted by a slam of a door echoing through out the house that made fear run up his spine

As his sister stomped her way through the kitchen with some things in her hand Pip sunk in his chair as the guilt became heavier on him

His sister was organizing whatever she had boughten from the store that day when she grabbed a loaf of what looked to be bread and went to open the bread box in in order to refill it

Upon opening the bread box she examined it for a few seconds with a look on her face as if she was counting something before throwing the bread in the box and turning around to glare at the blonde boy sitting at the table

"Pip would you care to explain why a biscuit is missing"

Pip face went pale with fear as he sat back up and looked at his sister as he hesitantly opened his mouth to speak

Joe seeing this instantly knew what Pip was going to say in the conversation they were having beforehand and put his hand infront of Pip stopping him from speaking

"Ah honey that was me sorry about that"

Pip just stared in bewilderment at Joe as relief washed over him

His sister just merely turned back to her busy countertop

"oh...alright then"

Before Joe had a chance to say anything he felt a pair of arms around his waist and a face pressing against his chest, he just sighed happily as he shoved his hand underneath the brown newsboy cap that sat on top of the blonde boy's head and softly rubbed his head

"Thank you Joe"

"you are most certainly welcome Phillip"

Anyways hope you have enjoyed my Ted talk byeeee (also Damien would totally be stitch in this au)

[hellcatinnc]

Collar x Malice (Kei & Mineo) Review

Will Include Spoilers

So I decided to go ahead and post my review of Kei & Mineo since the game is about alot of death I'm taking a break and will come back soon and play the other 3 routes for now though Kei is still my favorite even in Mineo's story Kei is still great.

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Kei Okazaki

The moment I first saw him climb through the window I thought he was cute. He originally was my second choice of guys then he started talking and seemed like a pure idiot I questioned if he would be so good after all. I am glad however I went with him because he grew on me fast. The longer I looked at him the more I could say he was drawn so damn pretty, I could look at him all day. He liked to show pda holding hands and that was so damn sweet. Then to find out he is against women being hurt and his loyalty to take care of a special person in his life that he would die for them this really caught my attention about him. His possessive streak was adorable and I loved every time he made comments like only let me in your house, or let me only walk you home, or don't make things for the other guys or when he snapped at Shiraishi told him not to pick on you as well as said he will never give permission to allow it.

He isn't the best with stuff like house work, cooking and such but he will bring flowers, hold hands, snuggle up and watch movies well horror movies with you. He is so sweet that even when you like him he is flirty a bit but the moment you tell him you want him to keep doing it dominant mode kicks in. This I wasn't expecting in him pinning you to the floor or when he makes it clear he wants to be super close to you he is definitely a naughty boy with his partner. He will always jump in front to protect you when anyone tries to harm you, he likes to send cute texts with emojis and call you cause he misses your voice. Honestly these are all the little things that made him such a great guy and my favorite so far.

Only downfall and I know people are wishy washy on is the fact as the mc you also find out he wanted to die all along but for a special person so it was a death worth dying for. I know people question if he ever really loved her until the very end because he was using her. I feel like Kei is naïve, and not the best with common sense at time however a great at his job anything else outside that he lacks. However that being said I think he was in love alot longer than the end he just didn't know what to call it. I mean come on you can't tell me all the times he got jealous as time went on where he didn't want to share his time or even little things like being the only guy in her apartment or snuggles with the movies. I mean even when he was very clear to Shiraishi when he told him to knock off picking at you unless he says its ok then he makes it clear he will never give his say so.

The pinky finger thing and the fact when it comes to crying when he hurts he shows his pain loud and clear. Yes he was just a hurting soul that needed someone to show he was valued and loved also that he deserved to live. He held a grudge in himself cause his partner died protecting him this made him a sad boy. I mean he didn't even understand why your mad at him until you truly have to show him what he is missing. Then the fact your willing to die for him and he almost loses you it bout kills him as he thought your last words was going to be I love you, it about breaks him. Sadly in the bad end it does break him and he wants to die but promised you he would live so he tried even though the bad guy kills you anyways. Honestly its not hard to love him if you love sad boys like me. If I had to compare him to someone I put compare him to piofiore a cross between Dante, Nicola and Leo together. This mans pain brought me to tears in the good and the bad ending his pain is deep and its hard not be suffering with him.

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Mineo Enomoto

At first I thought he would be cool but he was annoying pretty fast and even after about a chapter in his very presence annoyed me. However after I got to his route I really thought he ended up quiet sweet. The blushing idiot type haha but no seriously he is younger than Kei and you can tell it for sure. Like I love how he blushes and gets shy I'm a sucker for these men however Mineo blows it out of proportion at times its not the shy guy part its the annoying practically screaming at you if you call him out on it. Like most shy guys you tell them you know they are into you and they blush harder and get more quiet he is the opposite so after some time it does get to you. He is cute his mumbles as he goes along like when he was drunk and he practically proposes to you the next day, or tells you as you take rice off his face that its what he always wanted a lover to do. These things and the fact he will beat the shit out of someone who tries to hurt you. He shows that when he comes across the guys in the alleyway that are trying to make you strip.

He is a big brother type to his little sister and is absolutely adorable about how he dotes so much about her. Then he has that protective daddy feel to him when he talks about her making me think he would make a good daddy if you could even get this boys virginity in the first place. Its nice he works at trying to get your brother to stop being dick to you, which is so needed. I do like the outcome of your brother and you by the end of this route. I love Kei is still a sweetie even in this route and loves to bust Mineo's balls. He tells Aiji what he sees when Mineo's drunk and yet the way he says it makes it sound like more than what it is. Even to the point later in the game he asks if he was announcing marriage after that. When Mineo practically screams and denies everything, Kei's charm kicks in and tells you to call him Kei as he calls you by your name, this makes Mineo jealous and starts asking you to call him Mineo. Then this dynamic gets weird cause he tells you to call his name again and when you do he wants more I swear dude was getting off on this or at least excited lol.

I really would say he is a bean in the end just has alot of growing up to do. His story with his old mentor getting killed was sad but I'm glad as time went on he was able to heal from that. Also unlike Kei Mineo was not all nice in the beginning he was kind of a ass and when your walking home alone he tells you he won't walk you. That being said when he does care for you he will come back and get you and make sure your ok. He is like a walking contradiction I'm learning that if he loves you or is interested then you have his interest to care if not he doesn't give a rats ass about you. He is a romantic and will take a girl on a date and doesn't mind paying if she wants a nice place to go. I tried to play his route late at night in my house and I either had to wear a headset or mute it cause he was so loud in his route with his screams and freak outs. I would suggest you not play his route anywhere you need to be quiet.

There were moments he was serious like when he confesses his love to you there is no blushing guy no overly loud bullshit just sensitive sweet Mineo that you know is underneath. I do like him but I just can't deal with the constant screaming even when you tell him you love him he seems to think your lying or he is dreaming. I feel like the MC really could see herself falling for Kei I don't think she could see herself falling for Mineo I think she even second guessed herself alot. Even his bad endings weren't really sad per say like I cried nothing and really didn't even feel much the endings. They seemed to be worse endings for the MC not as much Mineo. I hate at one bad ending she loses her brother and goes on a killing the killer. Then the one that was the saddest was when she killed the bad guy but yet fled the town to leave Mineo yet he understood he did it to protect him and he forgave her yet she couldn't forgive herself I felt bad for him only then still no tears though.

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[hyunjaewrites]

Prologue

“Mama!!!!”

The giggling and squealing of the two little girls, running toward their mother, diverted everyone else’s attention toward them, as the woman engulfed them in a warm hug. “Isn’t that Ms. Park?” “I heard her husband died in an accident!” “Rumors say she divorced him before that!” “Oh no! Poor kids didn’t even get the chance to meet their father!” “I think she was a gold-digger and did that to only have the whole company to herself!”

The whispering and judgemental looks of all the people around her came flooding in like usual, as she held each of her little beans’ hands, and headed towards her car, holding firm to her cold expression, as others’ opinions had long stopped making an effect upon her wisdom.

“Mama?” Eunji, the younger twin, called out, once the three of them settled in the car. “Yes, sweetheart?” Y/n asked back with a sweet smile while pulling out the car on the road as if she had never even heard of all the insults thrown her way previously, “Can we gwab some ice-cweam on our way to Oppa?” Eun Ae, the older sibling said, backing up Eunji.

She sighed, knowing they were being naughty as always, “No! Do you both remember? The last time you had ice cream, you both got a tummy upset and couldn’t go to Ms. Lee’s class for a week?” The girls hmphed, whispering something into each other’s ears, as Y/n clearly heard what they were talking about, even though they were in the back seat. “We pwomise we won’t hab too much thwis time!”

She turned back to her two babies at the red light to see what they were up to and saw both of them pulling out their tiny pinkies toward her. She softly giggled at their cuteness and extended her pinkies too to interlock with theirs. “Ok but only this once, hmm?”

The girls nodded their heads in excitement, “Yesh Mumma! We pwamish!!” They show their heart smiles at her, as it reminded her of her late husband. Slowly, she drifted back to the past, to the very day, her entire world turned upside down.

While still deep in her thoughts, her eyes fell on something, or rather someone. A guy, running in a long, beige overcoat, and dark hair. But she wasn’t even closely bothered by his outfit. “Hoseok?” She immediately shook her head and looked at the same spot.

“Hmm…I guess I’m seeing things again…” she thought to herself. The light soon turned green, as she drove off towards her office, and bought her little munchkins their ice creams on the way.

“No no no no no!!! I’m late!!!” A guy ran through the streets of the big city as fast as his tired feet could carry, to reach his destination, a huge multi-story building. “Where do you think you’re going?” the guard at the gates stopped him when he noticed him running towards the main entrance.

“I…..I have……. a-an…..interview…. yeah, i-interview…” the man replied, trying to make up something, which sounded more like a struggling reply due to his panting as if he had just run a marathon. The guard seemed to buy it and looked at his watch and firmly replied, “Sorry sir but you’re 15 minutes late.”

He cursed under his breath, frustrated and tired of all the running. “Is there no way I can get in then? I have some serious business!!!” he said, voice slightly irritated yet eyes glistening for any kind of positive answer.

The guard felt weirded out at his reply, but decided to help him, “Just wait here. I’ll go inform the reception. Who are you looking f-” before the guard could finish his sentence, the man dragged the former’s hand and placed a piece of paper on it, “Just give this at the reception, they’ll know what to do.”

The guard looked at him suspiciously, yet shrugged his shoulders and went inside. After a while, he came out and guided him inside the classy lobby. “So, what’s your name?” the guard asked the guy, as they entered the elevator. “I’m J-Hope”

Nodding, the guard turned back facing the shut doors of the elevator. Soon they reached their designated floor. “I’ll be fine from here.” Saying so, J-Hope swiftly pressed the ground floor button, while quickly getting off the glass-encased shaft in the very nick, making the elevator go back down before the guard could even have the time to react.

Swiftly walking down the hallway, he reached the largest door on the floor and enter without even knocking. He was met with three other terrified glances, as they soon heaved a sigh of relief, realizing who had come. “Haven’t I told you to knock before entering? Are you planning on staging our deaths next?”

Sighing, J-Hope smiled in a goofy manner, “Sorry guys! I was just a bit too excited to see how far we’ve come already…”

[mtnkat3]

Oh so many good gifs for G'night my loves . . . . . But the gist is... I'm gonna be a good kat & go to bed now. Tired & need to get better/more sleep than I do. But all I think about... all I can do is be naughty to the thoughts & feelings you convey... I still feel unsure, worried I'm getting s part ornit wrong. Knowing that I love every piece of the puzzle & wanna love them all! And absolutely cranky still being outta the loop. But I know... you are there... I feel you... even when somethings amiss... I feel you . . . . . & I wanna go the work to fix my parts. And I wanna kiss all the parts &soothe the hurts. I miss you . . . . . Yes I felt you... even when...today. The moment I get to look into your eyes . . . . .& show my soul... show you every bit of me.... that I know it's gonna take work. But it's the most Blessed work for me to do! And that helps motivate me. Helps me to keep in mind... how much I have always loved you.....never able to stop loving you..... you've never left the forefront of my mind. Even when I tried, I couldn't. Then... then God lead me to the love affirmations I've worn since. The long necklace tucks into my boobs at night.. & I can't help but think... are you seeing the same stars... are you anywhere near me at this point in time... are you thinking of me... would you... oh how I wanna fly into your arms..... that is when I'm not feeling cranky & wanna kick you... what can I say.. I'm not easy, & never claimed I would be. Slow grin. Blushing. Yeah... I wanna open my door &... my soul just knows . . . . . Still don't know if I'll... growl.. laugh.. chew my lips.. fall on my butt.. jump on your arms... or kick ya... 🙄🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️🙈🙊 just... being outta the loop frustrates me to no end... just a wee fyi there! & makes me flippin cranky! God has shown more glimpses.. those little by little .. but it just does a number on me! And the adversary ysung that against me! So if you've got thoughts on guiding me to help me deal with it... my kat ears are all perky & swiveling. Ok. I know I know... rambling t. So zip it. I just... I just wanna be in your arms..... whether that's falling asleep while we watch tv.. or a movie [just watched furious #7 again. Seen all multiple times but #9. Not free yet.] Yes I'll watch most anything once. I've seen some weird movies on Netflix. Gonna have to buy DVDs though of all my old shows. No streaming of them. Kinds sorta pout. Scifi...mystery...action. maybe romance. I tend to keep to discovery & such to keep the mockery down. Wow! Yawn. Opps! Time for meds & bed t! I think about you . . . . . If you sleep ok... any pain I can help with.. help stretch & relax your bodys for sleep. How badly I wanna touch you . . . . . I love you . ... . I hope you know that... sleepy yawning hugs & kisses..... ~True love never dies & true love always waits.~ Your tired, frustrated, confused, scared but loving & listening carefully patience daughter Your complex quirky warrior queen daughter

~Tijgeress kat Phoenix. ✝️🌺🐾🐯🥰⚓🙏🙇‍♀️⛓🧰⌚💡⚡🌠🗝🔱⚜💝💓🐻🦌🧩♾🎯🧭🕯💋

Su.12.4.2022 12.46am est.

[aubzikins]

Alaskan Darkness Ch 3: Writer's Collective Discord Shenanigans Pt2 (April 11th)

Writers Collective Discord – Chaotic-Main:

Aubz: Okay so here’s the deal… I love that y'all used the fic discord names as y'all's name but its too much. I made nicknames for each of you so we know who is who and I don’t have to use my brain more than I already have to…

Hwa: Oh? Ooo Nice and short, I like it Aubz.

HJ: HJ? That’s all I get?

Sangie: Haha I got a cute one :P

Aubz: Ok so I need updates, what’s going on.

HJ: We are preparing to head up your way.

Aubz: Okay, we have houses prepped for you all, *inserts address and sends map directions* The house that I have marked as a star, that will be where we in-process everyone. I have winter gear for everyone as well. With the way the weather patterns have shifted. We may need to prep for a longer cold season.

Hwa: More snuggles will be needed then…

Rayne:  AUBZ WILL SNUGGLE YOU ALL YOU WANT HWA!!!!!!!!!!!!

Aubz: Rayne… Have I told you how much I hate you lately?

Rayne: Love you too Aubz!

Bella: Now now children…

Chan: This is like our personal group chat between the kids and I *laughs*

Aubz: OMG I cant with any of you right now. Ok, what else has been going on.

Chan: Ahh so… Aubz.. We have read all of your guys’ fics by the way

Aubz: …

Aubz: *Dies Dramatically gif*

Jennen: Check our chat…

HJ: Naughty having your own chat…

Writers Collective Discord – WC OGs:

Jennen: So… Jinnie is trying to seduce Rayne, Chan likes multiple of us, They have read all of our fics, I got Lixie cuddles, Jisung has been cuddling Rah, Binnie is in love with Shai, Minho and Bella… Eliza has been on a rescue mission and will be heading our way, the kids and pirates have read everything we have ever posted in this server as well

Aubz: WAIT… Bella and Minho what? You're just not gonna skip past that and not elaborate..

Jennen: I don’t know for sure, but they have been spending a lot of alone time together.

Aubz: BELLA! DID YOU GET TO SLEEP WITH MEOW MEOWS?????????

Bella: First of all no… I do get to sleep next to him but not with him… I also slept next to Rah and our emotional support Quokka.

Aubz: OH HELL NO *Storms off to main chat*

Writers Collective Discord – Chaotic-Main:

Aubz: LEE MINHO!!!!!!!!!! YOU GOT SOME EXPLAINING TO DO.

Minho: Sorry don’t understand English…

Aubz: You are such a damn liar Lee Minho. YOU HAVEN'T FUCKED BELLA YET???????????

Chan: *inserts popcorn meme*

Aubz: CHAN DON’T YOU EVEN START BECAUSE I OWE YOU A GIBBS SLAP TOO WHEN YOU GET UP HERE.

Chan: What did I do!?

Aubz: You don’t think I know about your shenanigans? You are sorely mistaken.

Lixie: *peeks in*

Aubz: If you don’t get your shit together Minho, I am going to sick San after Bella. Im sure he can get the job done.

San: Wait what?

Bella: …

Minho: What the fuck Aubz?

Aubz: It’s the end of the world basically and none of us knows who's gonna live or die… so fuck and be happy

Bella: Aubz... I'm never going to tell you anything ever again… Also why are we summoning a pirate when I have plenty of options between the homeless children

Aubz: Yeah yeah yeah… I give it 5 minutes… or until one of them fucks you.

Rayne: *laughs in OT8*

Hannie: Homeless children?

Rah: Just wait until we get up there Aubz…

Minnie: *watches the shenanigans*

Innie: Is this how she is all the time?

Shai: *inserts popcorn gif*

Mingi: What in the world is going on?

Jongho: Mayhem

San: So Bella…

Bella: Sir… I don’t have time to deal with a pirate… I have homeless children to attend to first.

Hwa: Ill take care of Aubz when I get up there.

Aubz: I think the fuck not! I am gonna yeet myself to a Polar Bear.

Rayne: I think the fuck yes!! YOU NEED SEONGHWA LOVINS!

Bella: IF YOU ARE GONNA THROW ME UNDER THE BUS THEN I'M GONNA DO THE SAME TO YOU… Jongho, Hongjoong and Seonghwa… Aubz is down bad for all of you…

Aubz: *shocked pikachu face gif*

Bella: Get wrecked Bitch *inserts tongue face* And San? Minho wants to talk he says.

Hwa: *is confused* I thought… *inserts a sad face*

Jennen: Wow Aubz… after all these years… you finally get a chance and you are saying you’d rather yeet yourself to a Polar Bear than be with Seonghwa?

Eliza: WTF is going on in here…

Trixie: Chaos… just Chaos…

Rah: Aubz is so fucked.

Kel: Aubz, behave.

Aubz: IM BEHAVING!

Kel: Aubz…

Bella: HAHAHAHA

Rayne: You are NEVER behaving Aubz…

Eliza: Oh Aubz…

Chan: Aubz are you okay?

Binnie: I am gonna go snuggle Shai…

Lixie: This is so chaotic… I love it!

Aubz: Hwa… I'm sorry for saying that I will yeet myself to a Polar Bear *inserts a groveling gif*

Kel: Good girl…

Rayne: *keyboard smashes*

Hwa: I forgot that Kel seems to be the only one who can get you to behave.

Kel: She gets a little ahead of herself sometimes Hwa. Please be patient with her.

Hwa: *inserts nodding gif*

[fkinavocado]

DREAAAA.... I just read the DI Harry blurb and I HAVE NO WORDS.... Everytime I think it can't get better IT FUCKING DOES!!!! SUCH A GREAT PIECE!!!!

While reading that I kinda thought of what it would be like to help DI Harry shave??? Like you'll just be sitting on the counter , water running behind you and THE MAN in front of you between your legs. And you're just helping him shave... the vibes of it.... It'll be such a intimate yet sweet / domestic moment. Am I the only one who thinks this is sexy??? Anywaysss my brain's just going too far thinking abt this. LOOKING FORWARD TO READING THE NEXT PART OF DI ISSUES.!! HAVE A GOOD DAY HON!!!

this was requested in march 😅 hope you're still around to read it hun!

Daddy issues- Masterlist, Author’s Note & Warnings

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Intimate (word count: 2.5k)

“Shhhh! Stop that!”

“Whaaat?”

“Stop smiling, I’m gonna nick you!”

Harry threw his head back, laughing “How is shushing me meant to keep me from smiling? You silly girl…” he dipped his head back towards yours and you pulled away just before he got shaving cream all over you, which was obviously his plan

You were sat on the bathroom counter and he stood between your legs, and you’d only gotten as far as lathering up the shaving cream over his face. Turns out he looked quite funny whilst still managing to look dashing, and it was you that started laughing first. After which he couldn’t stop from smiling himself at how amused you were by all this, and everytime you raised your hand holding the razor firmly, you pulled back and giggled some more

“Ok Santa, hold still”

Harry gasped in mock offence “Santa?”

“Well what else am I gonna call you with that "white beard" and near red lips? Look at the silver in your sideburns” you curled a strand of his hair around your left index finger, you were absolutely head over heels about it unbeknownst to him “... so, if the shoe fits?”

Harry slapped your left thigh at that without missing a beat, you were only wearing your panties and one of his t-shirts you always slept in and it’d really stung, especially coming out of nowhere “Ow! What are you punishing me for?! I’ve been a good girl all year, Santa” you pouted

Harry cackled, the tone of it hiding a warning in there, somewhere “Ohhh, but I beg to differ. I have a list of all the times you’ve been naughty” his eyes darkened and your breath hitched seeing his demeanour switch but he cleared his throat and pulled back a bit “But let’s save that conversation for another time, hm? Where were we?”

You smiled coyly and ran the razor under hot water again before bringing it to the side of his face once more, still hesitating.

“...Y/N?”

“Yeah…” you cleared your throat “Sorry. I’m just a bit scared, this looks really sharp. Nothing like my disposable razors”

Harry then grabbed your wrist gently, and looking straight into your eyes he pushed your hand towards the side of his face, pressing the razorblade against his skin and dragging it downwards towards his jawline.

Your eyes widened at the amount of pressure he was applying “Woah. That’s… Ok” you inspected his face while he ran the razor under hot water before placing it back in your hand. You could’ve sworn he must’ve scrapped his skin off but there was nothing but a smooth surface left behind, no traces of blood whatsoever.

“C’mon baby. I don’t break that easily” he winked at you and you huffed. This was not the right time for him to be turning you on. You needed a clear mind to perform what looked like brain surgery on him using the sharpest scalpel.

“Ok” you inhaled “Here goes” 

Just when you were about to have the blade touch his skin next to the stripe he’d cleared, he screamed in pain and pulled away, covering his face, and you screamed in return, dropping the razor and covering your mouth in horror “Oh my god!!! Harry! Let me see!”

He removed his hands from over his face, and laughed at your panicked face, he’d not even touched the shaving cream and you had half a mind of running your hands all over it and pressing it into his eyes preferably so that it would sting like a motherfucker “You jerk!!! I can’t believe you just did that!”

You wanted to slide off the countertop but he kept you firmly in place, not removing himself from in between your legs and grabbing your waist. You swatted at his naked chest, once again trying not to get distracted by how it felt like hitting a wall of steel even if you weren’t really putting all your strength into it “The fuck is wrong with you!?”

“Ah, c’mon. Was just having a bit of fun”

“At my expense! Shave your own damn beard, I’m done with this shit. Let me go”

Harry pouted playfully “Ok, I’m sorry. I didn’t think you’d get that upset over it. How about I make it up to you, would you consider going through with it then?”

You raised an eyebrow “Make it up to me, how?”

“Well you mentioned your disposable razors were dull, how about I gave you the premium experience? And maybe that way you’d stop being so afraid of sharp blades, too”

“Dunno if you’ve noticed, but I’m not exactly sporting a stubble”

The corners of his lips quirked up and you couldn’t get used to how red his lips looked in contrast to the white cream surrounding them “Well, you are in between waxes, aren’t you?” he peeked at your crotch and you gasped

“Oh, hell no!”

He chuckled, “Why not?”

“‘Cause… Harry!”

“Nothing I haven’t seen before” he shrugged “Up close” 

His trademark smirk was making you consider this but then you huffed “I don’t want it growing in coarser”

“It won’t. That’s just a myth, you know”

You furrowed your brows “I don’t wanna know how you know that. But, regardless. I’m not letting you shave my pussy”

“I’ll be careful, baby, don’t you trust me?”

“No, I know you will… I just… it’s…”

“Intimate” he said, touching the tip of his nose to yours and giving you a little eskimo kiss “I wanna do this for you, wanna pamper my girl. Can I?”

You averted his gaze, you knew how intense it got when he spoke to you in that low voice of his that was twisting your insides “Ohkay…”

He puckered his lips and gave the tip of your nose a real peck “Thank you. And then, if you feel more confident you can finish shaving me, if not, I’ll do it myself, ok? Whatever you’re comfortable with”

“Ok” you smiled at him and he smiled back, stepping away to retrieve the razor, removing the blade and searching for a new, clean one. You squirmed a bit before removing your panties and he urged you to scoot further back on the countertop until you were touching the mirror behind you, and he planted your feet on the margin

“Really wanna give it a kiss too but I’m guessing I should maybe apply some shaving cream the traditional way” he gave you a lopsided smile and you rolled your eyes out of embarrassment 

He lathered the cream in between his clean palms and then proceeded to distribute it all over your mound and labia and down towards your ass. You squirmed under his touch and he peeked a glance at you “Is my baby getting all shy over this? Can’t believe you let me do filthy things to this pussy and this is what makes you blush”

You covered your face, grinning like an idiot and kicked his shoulder playfully “Oh, shut up” 

“You’re lucky you’re covered in shaving cream, sweetheart, otherwise I’d make you shut up, hm? Now hold still for me, grab your ankles, don’t want you making any sudden movements while I operate, ok?”

You scoffed, without being able to hide your grin anymore. You watched him run the razor under hot water and then studied the crease between his brows as he dipped between your legs and saw him reach for the top of your mound “Wait. What are you doing?”

He looked up at you “I thought it was self explanatory”

“No, I mean, why are you starting from up here?”

“Isn’t that how we started on my face?”

“Yeah but that’s… different”

“How is it different?”

Now that you were thinking about it, you realized he was showing you how to shave him going downwards towards his jawline “Wait, you shave with the grain?”

“Of course”

“What?” you laughed “That’s crazy! You’ll never get a smooth shave!”

“Does it not look smooth to you?” he turned his face to the side so that you could inspect the clear stripe on his cheek “It’s a very close shave, darling, that’s why the blade’s so sharp. You never shave against the grain, that’s what leads to bumps and cuts. Now, would you allow the artist to worry about the artwork?”

You were left a bit speechless at that. You’d been waxing for a long time, but whenever you’d had to shave you’d done it against the grain, and he was right, you’d always ended up with razorbumps. So maybe he was onto something.

“You follow the direction of hair growth and then at the end, if necessary, you can go in horizontal swipes, but never against it. Hm. Turns out this is quite the package for you, isn’t it sweetheart? Pampered and educated. And at the end of it all, as a reward for being such a good pupil, thoroughly fucked” he added that last bit in a low voice, as he was concentrating on holding your skin taut in certain areas, and then rinsing the razor under the water from time to time.

Your breath hitched in anticipation, you could already feel yourself getting wet since before he even mentioned anything happening. Just standing there spread eagled like that for him was getting you hot, since your body was used to the pleasure it’d be receiving whenever you were in that position in front of him.

“Oof, baby, gonna have me needing to reapply some cream if you don’t behave. You’re dripping, pretty girl”

You bit your lower lip and he made eye contact with you, and you felt yourself gush even more when he smirked at you, visibly happy to be having such an effect on you whilst doing nothing particularly sexual

The feel of the blade against you yielded by his hand felt very good. A bit too good. Mixed with the idea of how easily he could hurt you, but having all the confidence that he won’t… it was a very heady experience.

His hot breath on your naked core felt amazing, and his focused gaze directly on your most intimate parts under bright bathroom lights should’ve made you feel insecure, but it didn’t. You’d been a bit shy at the beginning, but as minutes passed, you found yourself enjoying the experience more and more. Harry was right. It felt nice, the intimacy of him doing this for you. Before you knew it, he ran a washcloth under warm water and patted off all the excess cream. 

You were expecting his handiwork, quite impressed by how smooth it looked. Almost as if you’d waxed, it was a really close shave and before you could comment on it your eyes trailed further away from your own body and landed on his very obvious erection he was sporting in his boxers.

You were surprised, because he’d been so collected and hadn’t looked like you’d been affecting him the same way you normally would while splayed in front of him like that. But he’d kept his cool, careful to focus his attention on the task at hand and not his most primal reactions.

You felt overwhelmed with love for this man.

You watched him switch the blade for a new one and reached your hand out for it. He looked at you and smiled, handing it over to you and resuming his place in between your legs now that you’ve scooted back to sitting on the edge. The cool marble top was very nice against your very hot core, and you also felt how wet you’d gotten. But you could keep it together, just like he’d done. 

And then let him ravish you.

But for now, you leaned in to kiss his collarbone and then began shaving him, finally. Tentative at first, but you remembered the pressure he’d applied on both himself and you, and you felt more confident to replicate his actions. It felt very satisfying seeing how smooth you left the skin in the blade’s wake, a sign that you were doing a good job. You were very aware of how closely he was watching your eyes and the way you were focusing on doing it right, and you tried not to let it get to you. He could be quite intense at times. 

Before you knew it, you were done. Harry rarely shaved fully, most of the time he just trimmed to a stubble but every now and then he liked to go clean shaven for a few days. You couldn’t make up your mind which you preferred better. He looked so different with and without facial hair. 

Shaving it off seemed to take a few years off his face as well. He still looked extremely manly but when he flashed those dimples he had an almost boyish look about him that you found unbearably cute. You’d seen pics of Harry in his early twenties, and while he didn’t look much different, the one thing you always noted was that impish quality about him. 

After you patted his face with a damp washcloth, and tapped aftershave lotion onto his skin, he immediately cupped your cheeks and pulled you in for a tender kiss. It always felt so novel kissing him bare-faced like that, and the smell of aftershave was sending you spinning. You’d always been such a goner for masculine fragrances.

He licked into your mouth and you hummed in appreciation, grabbing his hips and bringing him flush against your naked core. You let out a desperate mewl when he pressed himself just right against you and you were just about to reach and pull him out of his briefs when he kneeled in front of you and pulled your thighs further apart

“Tsk. What a messy girl” he said before licking you in one long stripe from bottom upwards and you whined

“Please, daddy. Don’t tease…”

He pressed his smooth mouth against your pussy, shaking his head slowly from side to side and you felt like you would black out

“Just making sure I didn’t miss any spots” he mumbled in between sloppily sucking your lips in between his and then finally dipping to push his tongue inside you, making you clutch onto his messy curls 

“Please!”

He grabbed just above the crease of your ass as he really went to town, then. You were so ready for him and so turned on that you came embarrassingly fast, nearly slipping off the counter, what with all your juices dripping underneath you. 

But when he finally stood back up and pushed his boxers hastily down his legs, you knew you weren’t done yet. And when he pushed into you and you finally saw the look in his eyes and that hint of boyish mischief, your arousal coating his shiny lips, you knew you weren’t anywhere near done “Don’t worry, Santa can go fuck himself, I like my naughty girl getting proper dirty for her daddy.”

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[mrskurono]

ok ok ok, but why do I kind of see atushi as a closey perv??? like he can't help it but he's so into you that maybe somtimes he steals your panties or found a way to get all of your naughty photos and videos on his phone as he watches them while he jerks off over simluating himself and whining

a/n: pervy Atsushi bc he's just so in love with you is exactly what I think about every night before going to bed ♡ sorry I kinda went off bc I watched the public bath house episode of bsd wan heh type: headcanons tags: fem!Reader, perv!Atsushi, masturbation, slight obsessives thoughts but like, in a loving Atsushi kinda way ♡

You are an angel

At least, that's exactly how Atsushi sees you

Everything comes back to you and the poor man clings to every idea of you even when those thoughts turn less than professional

What started as a harmless work crush turned into so much more after Dazai (and accidentally a few other's at the agency) kept stroking the flames

Atsushi looks so happy when he works with you? Why would anyone not encourage the young man to seek what makes him happy? And you seem to enjoy his attention too? So where's the harm?

No harm but...he's certainly stolen a few personal items from the work lockers

Atsushi lacks any kind of creativity but if it smells like you, he can't help but want to "borrow" it

Sweaters, blouses, underwear

There's nothing he won't imagine you vividly in from just the tender smell around the collars of your tops to the lewd imagery in his head of your panties resting snug against your crotch for an entire day of work

He can't rid his mind of the thoughts of you

And doing anything to think about you when he's stolen a moment alone with his little treasures

Both hands clasped over his cock as he kneels above your panties

Fucking his closed fists with each thrust showing the tip of his cock peaking past his grip

Imagining himself fucking you instead

That same pretty pussy of yours that is covered by the panties, Atsushi can only rut into his own hand thinking about your cunt taking him in

Each stroke, drowning in the idea of his tip brushing against your cervix, deeper and deeper without any protection, sold on the idea that his cum should be in you day in and day out only

Until Atsushi is trembling, trying to hold it back, legs shuddering and stomach dipping in with sharp breathes before he spills his seed all over your panties

Painting the crotch of them with thick globs of cum as he kneels there, in a daze, eyes half lidded as he watches his cum drool and ooze onto the fabric

This should all be for you, no one else

Every last drop he has in him should belong to such a sweet angel and no one else

Then reality hits him and Atsushi never holds onto the pieces of clothing longer than a day

Going back to your locker with cum stained clothes to put back like you wouldn't notice

But it doesn't take Ranpo's or Dazai's astute methods of deduction for you to realize something is going on

Your locker left open more times than not, you aren't stupid about who's stealing your things for them to turn up a day or two later with odd stains on them that certainly weren't there before

Atsushi feigns knowledge of it even though no one else in the agency follows you around as closely as he does

So when a simple trap of your panties springs the culprit

You aren't surprised to have Atsushi caught red handed

Ready to be babbling over his words and pleading for your forgiveness for such heinous things he's done

Atsushi is doesn't expect you to share such lewd ideas of him as well

But you aren't stealing his things heh

Though a "punishment" might be in order so Atsushi stops stealing and just comes to you with his needs

What he has in mind when he hears the words is nothing like what you do

And Atsushi dies the second he gets to see you sit up on the counter, panty-less and legs spread so he can see every inch of you

"You kept taking them, now I have nothing to wear."

So much more than he'd actually imagined, Atsushi is aching in seconds when he sees your lovely slick folds and the way your fingers rub down either side of your clit

Mouth salivating and hand going right to grip himself through his clothes

Atsushi gets reminded its a "punishment" for now, just to watch you masturbate in front of him without even the slightest taste

But the next time he has the urge to steal your panties, perhaps he should just come to the source for his relief ♡