materdolorosaa

[oreo-creampie]

𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧’ 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐱 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲-𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: they are your ex hubby and baby daddy and they want you back, make up sex, monster fucking with true form!sukuna - why let something like logic stop me from being horny when we can have the king of curses for a baby daddy, jealous!possessive!Satoru, sukuna isn’t jealous but crashed your date with pride, daddy/mama/princess, praise/praising degradation/mocking/teasing/light humiliation/embarrassment, squirting, manhandling, choking, smacking, satoru uses a clone, jerking off, pain kink, pussy slapping, vibrator, forced quick orgasm, overstimulation, Toji is doing his best to sweet talk you

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧: Toji being your hot ex-husband who comes over Gumi every week and trying to fuck you as well

Oreo: in my quest to answer old asks here we are! Thank you for waiting anon if you did, if you didn’t I hope this reaches you one day! 🫶🏽

𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢

He turns on your small vibrator, climbing onto your bed. Staring down at you with stunning forest green eyes. “This is what you got to replace me?” You hate how much you love the sight of his massive chest, cocky smirk and thick thighs.

Toji’s cock hangs and lightly sways as he comes closer. You want to him to stretch you out and fill you up. Make you his dumb cock drunk mess who only whines for more.

Ignoring your better judgment to kick your ex back out. You spread your legs, showing Toji how wet your soft cunt is for him. “It makes me cum without bein’ an cold hearted asshole.” You voice isn’t firm like you want. It’s trembling from four months of pent up frustration meeting your desperate anticipation.

The smirk in his face drops a little. “Deserved that.” His smirk softens to a charming smile. “Lemme make it up to ya mama.” He spits on your clit, stroking you with the pulsing toy. Nudging your soft wet cunt with two thick fingers slowly gliding them in.

“I been missing seeing your sweet cunt stretch for me. You feel so soft, wet n’ warm wanna feel ya cumming on my cock. Nothing else gets me off like seeing you soak my cock.” Stroking your sweet spot, focusing on you making you cum quickly.

Closing your eyes moaning, clenching his thick fingers, digging your heels into the bed. You’re lost in the immense relief, muffling your moans with your hand.

Toji pouts, “Look at me beautiful lil mama.” Pumping his fingers faster, adding more pressure to your clit with the toy.

“Let’s make a bet, if I make you cum harder with your toy then you can I win.” The pleasure is intense with the toy pulsing on your soft clit and his fingers working magic. He isn’t playing fair, using his knowledge of your body against you.

Whimpering, “Just tell me you need money.” He’s gaze is too intense, closing your eyes. Biting your lip trying to muffle your cries refusing to give Toji more satisfaction.

Keeping his pace steady, coaxing you towards cumming on his fingers. “I do want money but not from you. What I need is for ya to look at me. Wanna see the look in beautiful eyes when you cum.”

His cheeks flush pink, dripping his voice low whining. “Please.” It shoves you over the edge. Your soaking wet, sensitive cunt spasms, the vibrations on your sensitive clit becoming too much.

“Since I’m winning I wanna take ya out to dinner.” Biting your soft tight, the sweet pain adding at the intense pleasure. “I missed ya sweet tits, squishy thighs, soft stomach, and soaking wet cunt.”

You already came, you couldn't, not again so quickly. Yet you’re quivering, eyes watering, your moans getting louder. Toji muffles your cry with his lips

Rentlessly fucking your sensitive, sloppy wet cunt in a squirting mess, soaking the bed. He doesn't stop, fucking you through your high.

It’s too much yet you want more. You want to feel Toji’s thick cock twitching, his veins pulse seconds before he cums in you. Tears trickle down the side of your face.

Toji breaks away, smirking, “You’re so breathtaking tremblin’ n’ nearly crying cause the pleasure is too much. I've barely done anything and your soaking the bed. Shows how badly she needs me.” He sits up, turning the toy off tossing it aside.

Grabbing himself slapping your cunt with his heavy cock. Jerking your hips back, reflexivly trying to close your legs to escape the overstimulating stinging slaps. He croons, “Is it too much for your poor little cunt?” Dragging himself himself between your lips, running away when he nudges your sensitive clit.

Whimpering, “Yes but I want more, please daddy fuck me with your fat cock.” He flips you over, putting your ass up in the air. Lining himself up, gliding just his fat tip admiring how you stretch to take him. “Or should I call it mine?” You can't wait any long, pushing your hips back taking his cock.

“Nnn fuck that’s it mama fuck yourself with my cock. How good does it feel? Does it make you feel like a whore to fuck yourself like this? Using my cock like a toy.” He groans, it's a deep sound you’ve been missing.

He grabs your hips, meeting your hips with a harsh thrust. Stroking your sweet spot making your eyes roll back. He leans over you, pinning you down with some of his weight.

You’re clawing at the sheets unable to run away. “Come on lil’ mama give me another chance.”

𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

He’s in the shirtless. You want to fondle, squeeze, and bite his thick chest. Let your hands wonder down his beautifully sculpted body. You could dig your nails into his broad shoulders, spread your legs and take best cock you've had again.

You know how pleasurable it’s to be underneath and on top of him. Which makes not touching him for the past few months even worse. Finding someone that does it like Satoru is impossible.

“Got my shirt going in the washer with some of your clothes. Ya mind if I crash here for the night? It’s gonna be late by the time it’s dry.” Your brain freezes, and you’re thinking only with your cunt.

You’re caught, weakly snapping, “Fuck you for being hot.” You’re missing his warm, large hands groping your body, fingering your cunt. His soft warm lips peppering kisses like he’s worshiping you.

Satoru's pecs are fuller, and his arms are thicker, with two extra veins running down his forearms. When did he get this big?

He croons, “Careful sweetheart.” Grabbing the top of the doorway, filling it up, showing his size off, smirking. “If your date from last they knew how badly you want to fuck your hot baby daddy what would they think?” You’re stuck on his happy trail dipping into his jeans.

He hooks his thumb into his jeans. You rip your gaze away, cheeks burning, your cunt soaking your panties. "It was a second date so it’s none of their concern.” He steps closer, dipping his head down.

Leaning your head back, closing your eyes. “It’s not serious yet then good.” Opening your eyes, your body engulf by heat. The cocky smirk on his lips is infuriating.

He walks past you, standing in your bedroom door. “Why do you think you can help yourself to my room?” He turns around, his expression is cold, angry. It shouldn’t make you so horny.

Is he jealous?

He motions with two fingers, “Tonight it’s our room ya can fuck me for being irritatingly hot and I’ll show you who is better.” You follow him into your bedroom, closing and locking the door behind.

You suggest, “N’ if you fail to be better in bed?” Another Satoru grabs your hair from behind shoving you towards the original.

Nudging your lips with his thick fingers, gagging you when you part your lips. “Thank fucking god these walls are proofed imma make you moan my name like a prayer. I’m gonna have you cry out calling me god and worshipin’ my cock by the time were done.” Squeezing your neck, grabbing your tongue pulling out out to spit on it.

Stuffing your tongue back in with his long fingers. He unbuttons his jeans, pushing them down with his underwear, getting out his long, veiny cock.

Gliding his fingers out of your mouth, Satoru smears his spit on his cock. You wrap your fingers around him, smear his pre-cum with your thumb. Swirling your fist sliding your hand down his cock.

The clones lifts you off the ground, lining his cock up with your soft lips. Rocking his hips, grinding his warm, hard cock along your soft lips, softly stroking your sensitive clit.

Satoru loosens his grasp around your neck. “Stupid beautiful slut you brought him back here fucked him in what was our bedroom.” The clone Satoru pulls you back by your hips to meet his thrust. “Like your cunt doesn’t belong to me.” He grabs your thighs spreading you in a mating press.

Satoru groans at the sight your soft wet cunt taking his clone’s cock. “You wore this dress for him too.” He rips the front, smirking. He slips his blindfold off, tossing it on the bed. His eyes are cold, hard with intense jealousy you’ve never seen before.

You can’t glare up at him for ripping your dress. Unable to get mad with his cock stirring your guts up with each merciless, quick, deep stroke. He’s fucking a confession out of you. “Got it with you in mind. Knew it was something you liked to see on me.”

“It’s something I love seeing on you. It looks so much better like this, ripped with it bunched around your hips for you to take my cock.” You can’t focus on stroking his cock anymore. You’re too lost in the sweet pleasure of your needy, wet cunt stretching to take his long cock with it’s toe curling thickness.

Letting your thighs go when the clones grabs your thighs. He sits down, man spreading, spitting into his palm stroking himself. “Tell me lil baby mama whose fucking your sweet cunt in a sloppy wet mess?”

𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

Glancing Sukuna’s lips, he grabs your neck pulling you in close. His lips are so soft despite the roughness in his passionate hungry kiss. Slipping his hand up your dress squeezing your thigh digging in his nails. He slips his tongue in when you whine.

Dragging his nails up your thigh, squeezing your ass, lifting you off your feet. You wrap your legs around his waist. Desperately trying to keep from moaning into Sukuna’s hungry passionate kiss.

He’s hands and lips feel better than you recall, better then when you touch yourself at night. You missed his cocks, his deep groans, all four of his large hands fondling, restraining and playing with your fragile body pushing you to the point of breaking.

Carrying you through the hallway, closing the door locking it behind himself. Pinning you to the wall, dragging his nails up your thighs, fondling your ass.

He breaks the kiss, yanking your head aside by your hair. Biting your neck, you moan from the sweet pain. Using the second you steady to croon, “Aw you jealous Sukuna? Chased my date off.”

Rolling his crimson eyes Sukuna scoffs, “He isn’t enough for ya lil mama. And by the way you were undressing me from across the room I didn’t think you would mind.” His lips stretch into a cocky smirk that makes your cunt throb.

“You’re suck a rude slut with a broken lil cunt that craves both my cocks.” You want to sit on his face and cum till you’re trembling.

You plead with Sukuna, “Can you please?” Trailing kisses along his jawline, dragging your nails along his scalp. You bite his neck, he tilts his head to the side biting into his bottom lip. He moans from you sucking on the soft spot on his neck.

Stepping away from the wall, tugging you off his body dropping you onto your bed. He demands, “Say your a whore who thinks whose greedy lol cunt loves my monster cocks n’ I’ll fuck you stupid.”

Dragging his fingers along the inside of your thigh stopping shy of your cunt. Waiting for you to admit, “I’m your filthy whore who can’t stop thinking with her needy cock hungry cunt. Need ya to fuck me stupid please my King.” He bites his lip, his breath hitching.

“I need your cocks please no one else can compare to you. You make me cum so hard I can’t think straight or walk. Wanna be fucked into a stupid cum stuffed slut!” Lightly stroking your clit through your underwear. grinding your hips.

He croons, “That’s it! I missed hearing you beg. When I think my cock can’t get any harder, it’s almost hurtin.” Fondling himself through his pants, groaning.

“Please take my underwear off. Please my king!” Slipping his finger underneath your underwear. It shouldn't feel so good to have his finger brush your lips but your cunt is clenching.

He groans, “Fuck princess your so damn beautiful, makin’ you my baby mama only made you hotter. That makes you my Queen, my personal cumdump.” Transforming quickly. He’s twice your height and beautifully monstrous with four muscular arms, a mouth stretching across his hard abs. His dark pants outlining his hard cocks.

Unbutton his pants and freeing his cock with a loud sigh. Kicking his pants aside. Massaging his balls, admiring the sight of you laying down in bed with your dress pushed up and legs spread. Your soft cunt soaking wet for him.

Leaning over you, forcing you to look up, grabbing your hands pinning them above your head. Sukuna he slaps your cunt. “This is mine! It’s always been mine!” You reflexively jerk away from the intense sweet sting.

Sukuna yanks you back into place, pinning your legs open. Slapping your cunt again, licking your clit with his stomach’s tongue. Stroking your soft numb quickly, easing the stinging, gliding one thick finger one.

Curling it, remember how your sweet cunt likes it. Massaging your soft spot with the perfect speed and pressure reducing you to a moaning quivering mess, clenching his finger.

The sound proof bedroom containing your loud needy cries. “I miss how you double stuff me. Please, pleaseplease pleaseplease!” Your words are slurring together. His thick fingers are three of your combined, stretching your soft cunt out.

“I know lil’ mama no one can fuck ya like I can. It was a matter of time till ya missed me.” You’re creaming on his fingers too quickly. You shouldn’t be able to. Yet your cunt is clenching and creaming on his fingers.

Your cheeks burning. “Did you cuming so easily?” He smirk grows, “That barely more than a minute, you haven’t been treating her right.” His tongue strokes your puffy clit faster.

Oreo creampie’s m.list

[borathae]

Man of the Hour

“You love your best friends, which means that Jungkook will do anything in his powers to make sure that they are safe.”

Pairing: CEO!Jungkook x f.Reader

Genre: married life!AU, Comfort

Warnings: protective!Jungkook, one of OC's friends needs help and he is there for her, sexual harassment, he's the best hubby ever, mentions of sexwork, tears, he's quite frankly The Man

Wordcount: 1.9k

a/n: the header fucking ruins me. he is so handsome ngngn. also, i saw a tiktok about a woman's husband helping her bestie move out of her abusive ex's place and went "you know what? aaol!Kook would always be there for OC's besties" so i wanted to write something about it 🤍

Six fourty two. Jungkook has a little over an hour left until he can finally go home. He doesn’t know that yet because he is currently lost in his work. He has concepts to write and contracts to go through. Jungkook has a very thorough and good team of lawyers which go through anything law related, but Jungkook still likes to check for himself. In his field of work, it is best to trust himself and only himself.

You are already at home, promising him dinner. His favourite. He can’t wait to get home to you. He will give you the tightest hug imaginable and then follow it up with a smooch to your face and lots of promises of his eternal love.

His phone rings. 

Jungkook looks at his smart watch, furrowing his brows in confusion. This is a caller he hadn’t expected to call. He picks up with a funny feeling in his stomach.

“Noona?”

“Jungkook, thank fuck you picked up. I didn’t know who else to call, I need your help.”

At that his ears perk up. The distress is obvious in her voice.

“What happened? Are you okay?”

Loud club music plays in the background. Distorted voices are filling the chaos as well.

“No. I’m at Saturn and there are men who want to hurt me. T-they keep talking about taking turns on, on me.”

Jungkook straightens up in his chair.

“Are you safe right now?”

“I locked myself in the bathroom.” Loud banging. “Jungkook, can you please come and get me? They’re banging on the door. I’m scared.”

“I’m coming. Don’t go anywhere. I promise, I’m coming.”

“Thank you. Thank you so much.”

The phone call ends.

“Noona? Wheein noona?” Jungkook tries, ‘goddamn it, I’m coming.”

He leaves his office quickly, typing in your number to let you know what was happening.

“Bunny, hey there”, you sound happy about his call. “Are you coming home earlier?”

“Wheein noona is in danger.”

“What!?”

“She just called me that she is at Saturn and some assholes are trying to hurt her. She’s in the bathroom, safe for now, but I’m gonna get her.”

“Holy fuck, Kook. Please get her, please. I’m gonna call her right away.”

“Do that. See you later, love.”

“See you.”

The phone call ends. Jungkook gets into his car moments later, driving off as quickly as the law allows. He won’t let Wheein wait. He won’t let any of your friends wait. 

They lovingly call him their adoptive man of the hour sometimes because he will always be there for them if one of them needs male support. Be it something as innocent as moving furniture too heavy or hanging up curtains on a window too high, Jungkook will be there to help as best as possible. The same counts for the heavy stuff. Like rescuing Wheein from a dangerous situation because some men see a sex worker and think they have free range to do anything to her. Or stuff like letting Byulyi crash in his guest bedroom for a few weeks because her ex boyfriend turned out to be a piece of shit abuser and she needed to escape the situation. He even helped her move all her stuff, taking his biggest car so she wouldn’t have to go back to the place more than once. 

Jungkook cares and he cares honestly. Which is why he is officially the adoptive man of the hour for your girls. 

Tonight is no different. Jungkook hurries to the club bathroom as quickly as possible, pushing strangers aside with little care about how rude he might seem. Manners don’t count when one of his friends is in danger. 

The men aren’t in front of the bathroom anymore, but that doesn’t calm Jungkook down. They could still be hiding somewhere, waiting for a moment to jump Wheein if she ever comes out. 

He knocks on the door, calling out Wheein’s name.

“It’s me. Jungkook. The air’s clear, I promise.” 

Seconds later the door unlocks. Her face is messy because she cried off her makeup.

“Noona, hey there.” Jungkook steps closer, resting his hands on the doorframe so she was shielded from prying eyes and therefore safe. “I came as quickly as I could. How are you?”

“I’m sorry for calling. I didn’t know who else to call. You’re the only man I can trust.”

“Don’t apologise, noona. I’m just glad that you’re okay. Should we go home?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I’d really like that.”

“Our place or yours?”

“Can I s-stay at your place for a while?” she stutters, looking smaller than normally. Anxiety is definitely shrinking her.

“Of course, you can.” Jungkook assures her and looks over his shoulder. A few men are looking at him. Is that them? He sends them a deathly glare, then looks back at Wheein with soft eyes. “Is it okay for me to put my arm around you? So I can keep you safe?”

“Yeah, please. I’m sorry, I know that’s a lot to ask.”

“Don’t worry. It’s to keep you safe. You can hide away in my side if you need to. I’ll make sure nothing happens.”

“Thank you so much”, she barely gets out and seeks safety in his arms, knowing that she won’t be hurt anymore. And Jungkook takes pride in knowing that he can help her leave this shady place unharmed. He won’t ever let any of your friends get hurt. He will protect them just as much as he will protect you. They are his girls because they are your girls. And Jungkook fights for his girls.

The strange men inch closer like hyenas. So Jungkook’s gist was correct.

“Where are you taking her? We were here first”, one of them tries to fight him, while the others gawk lustfully. Like fucking starving animals. Disgusting.

“I’m gonna punch in your face if you keep talking”, Jungkook spits and leads Wheein past them without giving them any more attention.

“Hey!”

“Come back!”

They call after them.

“Don’t listen to them, noona. I’m here now”, Jungkook assures her and pulls her closer, “fuck, should I get back there and get their names? I’ll tell my lawyers to take care of them.”

“No please just, please just take me away”, she pleads because she is too scared to stay in this situation any longer. Jungkook respects her decision even if he really wants to punish them.

“Alright, I will. Don’t worry”, Jungkook promises, leading her safely out of the club and to his car.

He helps her inside and rounds the car, looking at the club one last time. The animals which call themselves men are lingering by the entrance, sending deathly glances Jungkook’s way.

“Fucking vermin”, he presses out and gets inside his car. He locks the doors and starts the engine. “I’ve got water in the door compartment if you need it.”

“Thank you”, Wheein whispers and relaxes in the seat just as Jungkook finally takes her away from the scary situation.

You are in the parking garage, dressed in slippers and your loungewear and looking beyond worried, when they finally arrive at home. You run to Wheein the moment the car pulls in, calling out to her.

“Unnie! Oh god, I was so worried!” you hug her tightly. So tightly in fact that her brittle composure finally breaks and she cries into your shoulder. 

“I was so scared. So, so scared.”

“I’m sorry, unnie. Oh god this is awful, I’m sorry. Let’s go upstairs, I made tea.”

“Thank you. You have no idea how much I need this tonight.”

“Unnie, of course. You can crash here if you want to.”

“I think I do.”

“You can stay as long as you need. What happened? Do you wanna tell me? Oh god, unnie I’m so glad that you’re okay.”

“I was so scared. One of them recognised me from Paradis and, and then he and his friends tried to get me to fuck them and when I said no they followed me to-” She hides away in your arms. “I can’t.”

“It’s okay unnie, it’s okay. Just cry in my arms, I’m here.”

Jungkook lets you and Wheein talk, while he stands next to you and listens, rubbing your lower back soothingly. Wheein cries the entire elevator ride, telling you all about what happened while you curse at the men. Jungkook wanted to curse as well. He hates most of his fellow men a lot. He bears witness to how most act and think and talk when there are no women present. If Jungkook saved up each time one of his business partners made a misogynistic “joke” about their wives or women in general, he would be able to buy a house within six months. If he saved up each time he has one of them confesses how they are cheating on said wives followed by a “huh? As a man you should understand me” when Jungkook voices his distaste for such behaviour, he could buy a new sports car within seven months. Jungkook loathes most of his fellow men and how they carry their hatred for half of humanity with fucking pride. 

Wheein eats dinner with you, after taking a shower and borrowing some of your clothes. You sit by her side, holding her hand as she keeps repeating the story over and over again to work through it. Neither you nor Jungkook mind that she keeps repeating herself. Sometimes one just needs to keep talking about the same stuff over and over again until it finally stops hurting.

After dinner, you and Jungkook don’t really get to talk a lot because somehow the situation was so shocking that you both forgot to function until Wheein was truly safe in her bed. 

Jungkook is still in his suit, cleaning the kitchen after loading the dishwasher, when you return from the bathroom. He shrugged off his jacket and tie, but kept his waistcoat on. The main lights are off, only the stand lights in the living room are turned on and the light above the stove. Jungkook likes working in darkness because it is easier on his eyes. They get sensitive after a long day at the office.

You come up behind him, sneaking your arms around him so your hands were resting on his pecs innocently. Jungkook places the towel aside and leans back into your hug, caressing your lower arms.

“Thank you”, you whisper.

“Mhm”, he hums, closing his eyes. 

“Thank you so fucking much.”

He hums again. You turn him to you, holding his hands and pressing them against his chest. He looks at you, waiting for you to speak. The gratitude in your eyes is almost consuming them whole.

“You have no idea how much I appreciate what you did for Wheein today. What you keep doing for all of them.”

“They’re your best friends, which means I gotta be there for them. No, I want to be there for them.”

“You and I both know that not many think this way. Seriously, thank you so fucking much.”

He smiles, discarding you with a shake of his head.

“I’m just glad that noona is safe.”

“Me too. Fuck, me too”, you say, sagging your shoulders. You look up at him, pouting sadly to the point where your lower lip trembles. “I think I need a hug.”

“Come here.” Jungkook hugs you, rubbing the back of your head. “She’s safe now. I promise.”

“I’m so glad.”

“Me too.” Jungkook hugs you tighter when he hears you sniffle. “Let it out if you need to. I’m here for you.”

You melt into him, feeling safe. He is truly the man of the hour. Your gentle, good hearted man of the hour. 

[heartfullofleeches]

Pomegranate [Yan Lust Entity] has been married more times than the number of his eyes. Most if not all of his spouses are dead/have gone missing by mysterious circumstances. He still wears a ring to detract the attention of some, as well as to attract those who get a thrill out of stealing married individuals. Once darling's in the picture that ring is gone like his exes.

When a human becomes infatuated with Pomegranate, marriage is one of the most common things they beg for. Pomegranate has a "If that makes you happy" mentality with most of his humans, but it's clear he's truly in love with you if he at first rejects your proposal at the starting point of your relationship. Partly because he would rather be the one to pop the question to you some day, and he wants to be sure it comes from a place of genuine love and affection instead of the side effects of his influence.

The concept of marriage isn't all too important to him personally, but he understands how it can be to humans and wants darling to know their union means something to him.. He does sometimes miss how good he looks in a wedding dress, though.

"You want to get married? Oh, Hun- I'm awfully flattered, and I'm sure your heart is in the right place, but if that's true would it bother you to wait for me a little longer? I haven't done enough to earn the title of being your hubby just yet- You deserve that and so much more from me."

[sweet-as-an-angel]

Malewife simon would be at your every beck and call.

He also is your house’s guard dog. You joke a lot about maybe it’s him going around, breaking into your neighbor’s homes, because your house is the only one that hasn’t been robbed.

It’s because your man is too scary for the average burglar looking for some quick cash and jewelry. He might be your male-wife but he’s also ex-military. He’s your cozy and muscular husband but a scary ass doberman to everyone else. Your neighbor’s husbands are also kind of terrified of him.

Also you know the Roomba scene from The way of the househusband? Yeah. That’s him. He gets upset because this stupid piece of crap missed a spot that his sniper eyes spotted across the hall.

He does the cute thing where he covers the corner of the table when you bend down to get whatever you dropped. That or he went to home goods and bought a bunch of table covers/corner covers so you don’t bump your head.

Refuses to eat before you eat. He wants to make sure you are well fed and enjoyed his cooking :)

He still follows some military rules since he’s used to it. Gets up early, probably before you do, and does work outs, organizing, ect.

I need me a house hubby Ghost😭

Don't we all 😭. I am officially counting your headcanons as canon in the House Husband/Male Wife! Simon AU, my dear Anon. Thank you for writing in, your headcanons are phenomenal <3 !

[notjustjavierpena]

Late Night Feelings

Main Masterpost | Support a disabled creator

A/N: Hey people, my first fic in a while. Hubby will be back soon but be patient.

Summary: Lucien enjoys phone sex with you… his ex who is in a relationship.

Pairing: Lucien Flores x f!reader/you (no y/n)

Tags: +18 smut, phone sex, mutual masturbation, dirty talk, verbal humiliation, infidelity 

Word count: 2k

Link to this work on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55842253

Late Night Feelings

It is like clockwork by now. Lucien has made a ritual out of it and set up a routine for himself. He waits with his phone lying next to him on the couch, a box of tissues nearby, and a beer bottle, half-drunk, on the coffee table in his living room. He is already hard and aching in his underwear from the anticipation and knowledge of what will come, already without his usual slacks on and with his shirt unbuttoned to expose his beating chest. 

You should have called him by now, so why haven’t you? He impatiently shifts a little on the spot. To distract himself, he takes another sip of his beer and drums his fingers on his thigh to not think about the iron grip you have around his balls. 

You have had him in the palm of your hand like this for almost two months now. You call once a week, every Wednesday after your boyfriend has gone to bed, and then you beg him to talk you through it and remind you of how he used to fuck you when you were together. The first time around, you had said that he was the only one who knew your pussy well enough to do it and his ego soared above the clouds. 

Lucien knows it is wrong but the forbidden nature of what you are doing makes him have the best jerk-off sessions of his life. He doesn’t care about your motives, can’t be bothered to even ask because it is none of his business and he gets to come. People suck and fuck, it is in their nature, so he has no intention of playing the detective.

He adjusts himself in his briefs as an excuse to touch himself, hissing bitterly as time goes by without you, and he cannot keep himself from palming his cock through the straining fabric. He lets his head fall backward on the back of the couch, a groan slipping past his lips as he starts touching himself on top of his underwear. Steadily, a patch of his precome forms on the front because you are dancing naked and sexy behind his lids in his mind. 

The phone ringing nearly has him coming from the surprise because he has worked himself to the edge without even holding his dick in his fist. He swears under his breath, removing his hand to frantically search for his phone on the sofa only to find that it has slipped into the space between the two cushions. 

He answers with annoyance, “Where the fuck have you been?”

“Got held up,” you don’t apologize. He notices your ragged breathing almost immediately, can almost feel it against his ear and through the receiver. You are panting a little, probably flustered, cute, and wet from having been denied him like he has been denied you.

“Started without me?” He asks with a shit-eating grin, clenched fist lying along his side despite wanting to finish the handjob he was imagining you giving him.

“Not exactly,” you say without elaborating and the water in your shower turns on in the background. It is different from your usual pattern. Usually, you use the toy that you keep in bathroom drawers next to your hairdryer. 

Lucien narrows his eyes in suspicion. When you refrain from answering a second too long, his eyes widen when he figures it out.

“You little whore,” he smiles into the phone after the initial shock settles. In his underwear, his cock moves involuntarily at the thought of how used and desperate your pussy must be now, “You’re freshly fucked, aren’t you?”

“Stop,” you whimper with shame at his crude words.

“So how was he? And why do you even need me?” He pushes your patience, gives in to temptation, and lifts his hips to shove his briefs down over his thighs. His cock springs free and stands in the air in its touch-starved state, the head reddened from having been edged once.

You are silent for a moment but then sigh in defeat, sounding annoyed but it can only be with yourself from the words that leave your mouth and stroke Lucien’s ego dangerously, “He was fine but he can’t make me come.”

“That’s what I thought,” he says triumphantly, squeezing around the base of his excited cock. He gets comfortable on the couch, scooting towards the edge a little, “So tell me what you need, baby. Are you getting out the toy?”

“No, I need to clean up,” you tell him. He groans when he realizes you are probably naked on the other end of the line, most likely dripping with your boyfriend’s come - you always liked getting creampied when you were with him - and feeling horny out of your mind because your boyfriend has left you unsatisfied. He’d never do you dirty like that; clit throbbing with the need to get its sweet release, blood rushing through your lower body until it aches and has you squeezing your thighs together. 

“Tell me what you’re doing,” he orders to find out exactly how far you are in your session, not wanting to start without you in case he comes too soon. He hears you stand in the tub to detach the shower head from the wall. 

“Using the shower head,” you say simply and he spots a bead of precome running down the side of his dick, “It’s quick and easy.”

“So you have that in common,” he smiles at the scoff you let out, hearing the sound of water hitting the bottom of the tub while you move to lie down on your back. He dares a few strokes to his cock, his heartbeat all over his body, “You make it so difficult to wait. Need to hear you.”

“Gimme a moment,” you reply and there’s more shuffling, “There’s actually a lot at risk taking my phone with me in he— mhm…”

Lucien nearly loses his mind at your soft moan. He squeezes his cock again, wanting to tell it to calm down like he would a happy and excited dog. He breathes your name slowly. 

“Talk me through it,” he demands as he touches himself carefully, “Fuck, I’m so hard.”

“I’ve turned on— oh god, the jet stream,” you sigh in satisfaction, giggling a little like all his snark is forgiven now that pleasure starts flowing through you, “It’s so good, I wish you could feel it.”

Lucien swears under his breath, moving his hand languidly up and down his cock until his pelvis starts moving involuntarily. How he misses being inside of you, feeling you giggle like that when he gets you in the mood. He had never imagined that it would be hearing you use the shower head to come that would make him all nostalgic. 

“You are so fucking adorable when you get your clit played with,” he muses with a slightly breathless voice. 

“And I still smile when I come,” you say and he tenses up when the image flashes in his head. It doesn’t help when you moan a little louder, “It’s really intense.”

“How the hell are you doing that?” He groans. He strokes a little faster, trying not to get lost in the relief that it brings to finally get himself off in case he doesn’t concentrate properly.

“It’s just moving the stream up and down on my clit,” you explain, breathing heavily into the receiver, “The water feels warm and— oh, Luce.”

“And?” He almost gasps for breath by now, heart slamming against his ribs. 

“And then I just hold it steady when I’m just about to—“ you are interrupted by a sudden loud moan and he knows that you have moved the stream to your center, letting the water pound down on your clit until you cannot help lifting your hips towards more. 

He cannot help himself; his imagination goes wild. It wasn’t supposed to happen so quickly and he almost wants to mourn that it’s almost over. He speaks filth as his cock throbs from teetering on the edge together with you.

“Is the orgasm I’m giving you gonna make that little pussy cry?” He asks with a mocking tone, a moan slipping from his lips as pleasure starts to build at the bottom of his spine. He can see your pussy in his head, spasming with each excited jump of your clit, “You gonna spill his come all over the bathtub?”

“I’m giving me this orgasm,” you correct him during your climbing cries, panting into the phone and he starts going faster on his dick to meet you there. Fuck, he loves coming alongside you. 

“Bullshit. Say I’m the best you’ve ever had,” he barks out and follows it up with a desperate swear, reaching up to focus on the head so he doesn’t have to move his hand a lot. He closes his eyes and he can see you, brows furrowed and eyes rolling back as if you are possessed by pleasure. 

“You’re the best I’ve ever had,” you don’t even hesitate to respond. He can hear that you have started to hold your breath, gasping for air every few seconds, and he knows you’ll come even if you didn’t announce it like you always do for him.

“I’m gonna—“ you gasp again and he knows you’re concentrating on getting there. Another gasp and he knows you are quivering, “Gonna come. Fuck, Luce, I’m gonna come. Gonnacomegonnacomegonnacome, I— ah!”

He remembers what your face is like when you peak - that dirty little smile that turns into furrowed brows - and the image of the last time he had you on your back with him pops into his head. He can’t contain himself anymore, hearing you sob through the water cascading down on your swollen clit, knowing your thighs are tense, and your cunt is pushing out the last evidence of another - more unworthy - man. His balls draw up, his dick throbs and then he grunts a fuuuck as come shoots from the tip of his dick. He strokes himself through it, timing it with each spurt of white from his cock until he has milked himself dry and he grows so sensitive that he has to stop.

“All I have to do is ask you, isn’t it? Then you’d leave him,” he taunts you as you both come down from your orgasm, breathing softly against each other’s ears through the receiver. You usually hold a hand over your mound as you relish in aftershocks, sometimes daring to touch your overstimulated clit to see if it’s all over. 

“Luce,” you drag out his name with a breathy moan and he knows you are doing exactly what he imagined. There’s a hint of annoyance in your tone because how dare he remind you of such a true fact? 

“What?” He challenges, pulling a few tissues out of the box on his coffee table. He has the phone neatly tucked between his shoulder and head as he wipes himself down and tries not to hiss at the sensitivity, “Don’t deny it.”

“Fuck you,” you say bitterly, “I’m hanging up the phone now.”

“You want it so badly,” he continues to taunt. He throws the crumpled tissues onto the coffee table (he’ll clean it up later), “Why don’t you break up with your little boyfriend and then come over so I can get you fucking pregnant?”

“Lucien,” you say his name sharply, “Stop it. I can’t do that.”

“I would stop if that’s what you really want,” he replies, amused. He loves shocking you. 

You fume quietly on the other end, “I’ll call you next week.”

He doesn’t manage to answer with some other bratty remark as the line disconnects. However, he isn’t worried because he knows you will… and he knows he is right.

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[creedslove]

Omg bestie imagine calling older hubby Joel to pick you up from the club because you’re too drunk to drive home yourself.

No outbreak!Joel Miller x f!reader

A/N: I love this idea, I just changed it slightly because I thought it would be better, honey ❤️

• you and Joel had broken up in the beginning of the year; you didn't see it coming, you were so happy with your man and you'd assumed he was happy with you too

• in fact, he was happy with you, he loved you dearly, but in his mind, he assumed it wasn't enough to continue the relationship, not when he worked impossible hours, was barely home to you, always too tired and with no energy, not to mention the age gap: Joel loved you, but deep down he knew you could do so much better

• he was convinced you deserved a man your age, someone who was fitter, who could spend time with you and build a life together, after all, Joel Miller had been through all of it and he just wanted to spend time relaxing and making ends meet, in order to have a comfortable life

• so he thought it was best for the two of you part ways, which you didn't take very well, in fact, it was so heartbreaking you ended up screaming at the top of your lungs how much you hated him in his front yard

• and once you calmed yourself down, you were mortified at what you'd done, as you felt so embarrassed and ashamed and you apologized to him hundreds of times and he just told you it was fine

• eventually you had broken up on some sort of good terms, he had told you you could always reach out to him whenever you needed to, but after that, you both had minded your own business

• until the night you went out with your friends and got hammered with drinks

• you didn't know exactly how, you just ordered one drink after the other and when you least expected, you were drunk

• and when you saw your friends, they were as drunk as you were and worse: insisting on driving, and since you refused to get a ride from them, and they refused to get a cab or whatever, they drove off completely wasted and you stayed behind

• but being that drunk at that hour of the night and alone, you didn't trust getting into anyone's car

• anyone except one person... Joel Miller

• so you called your ex-boyfriend and giggled when you heard his voice on the phone, it was clear he'd been either sleeping or he was about to, but the moment he caught you on the other side of the phone, he widened his eyes, worried something had happened

• but when you blabbered about how drunk you were and a little scared of getting home with someone else, Joel had already dressed up again and got his truck keys, asking for your location and trying to find you

• he would never let anything happen to you, at all

• so when you saw him parking, you walked to his truck, hopping inside and giggling, feeling happy to see him there, although the drunken buzz inside of you was constant

"you okay?"

"yeah"

"I'm glad you called, didn't want you risking yourself around with anyone, darlin'"

• his voice was soft and he placed his hand on your knee briefly, caressing it gently before turning his attention back on the road

• Joel didn't like the idea of leaving you alone at home, not with how drunk you were, he just had a gut feeling it would be better if he drove you to his own home, after all, you'd spent so many nights next to him, just another one should be fine

• you looked at him puzzled when you noticed he'd taken you to his house but he smiled comforting at you

"you'll spend the night, you take my bed and I'll sleep on the couch"

• he explained and you nodded, even if you didn't need explanations, you trusted Joel with your life

• once inside, he took you to the bathroom, handing you one of his shirts so you could shower and change into it

• he'd also made his bed so you could sleep on it, which you did for only a few minutes, being unable to rest away from Joel; you missed him, he was still so nice and sweet to you even if you weren't together anymore

• so you got off bed and walked downstairs, finding him asleep on his couch; you grinned at the view and decided to lie right next to him, snuggling him in the process and finally falling into a deep sleep

• Joel buried his nose into your hair and took a deep breath, even if it was unconscious, it was how much he'd missed it, and he also dreamed of you that night, having you both in his mind and safely tucked into his arms

____

[stormcloudrising]

Rhaenyra Targaryen, Is she a Monster Hiding in Plain Sight?

So, I just posted a thread on the ex bird App breaking down why I think Rhaenyra is quite possibly a monster hiding in plain sight, and how it’s been on the screen since season one. The set-up is all there and people are just sleeping on it like they did with Dany, and when Rhaenyra truly does and in-your-face dark deed that can’t be ignored, they will say, “ but there was no set-up.”

I’m just going to post the paragraphs of the thread here and so apologies for any typos as I’m not interested in going back to correct…LOL. And of course, because of Tumblr rules, I must label it anti-Targaryen to protect sensibilities, when it’s not. It’s just an analysis of what’s on the screen. In case you’re interested, here is what I posted.

Great scene between Rhaenyra and Daemon on Sunday’s episode of #HOTD. Well acted by Emma & Matt, and extremely well written, which convinced me that the episode was mis-titled. Instead of Rhaenyra the Cruel, it should have been Rhaenyra, the Monster Hiding in Plain Sight.

Yes. You read that correctly. Rhaenyra will turn out to be the monster hiding in plain sight & the proof has been in the dialogue & on screen since season 1. Before she does something truly dark, and people start saying it came out of left field, let me show you the video tape.

But let me set it up for you. What do I mean she’s a monster hiding in plain sight? Well, during her argument with Daemon, for the second time, she told him that she believes he’s capable of monstrous acts, including the killing of a baby.

She says this when this is exactly the reason she married Daemon. She married him to protect her path to the throne and for him to commit the monstrous acts when necessary on her behalf—like murdering her husband, the “father” of her children, and the brother of Daemon’s wife.

…is off mourning the loss of his sister & not there in the moment to put up the front, & this is the last straw for Rhaenyra. For her, Laenor is now useless, but hey, Daemon is back & he’s known for committing dark deeds & so how difficult can it be to get him to kill her hubby.

She monstrously asks Daemon to do this on the day he returns home to bury his wife—right after Laena’s funeral no less. She wants him to kill Laenor, who has been there for her all these years, & who gave her children a happy childhood, as we see from Jace’s memories of him.

Laenor is off mourning the loss of his sister & not there when she needs him to put up a front, & this is the last straw for Rhaenyra. He is now useless, but hey, Daemon is back & he’s known for committing dark deeds & so how difficult can it be to get him to kill her hubby.

And before you say Rhaenyra would never have killed Laenor, let me show you the evidence on screen…starting with this conversation where she says for the first time that she believes Daemon is capable of monstrous acts. Right before she works her magic and seduces him.

Let’s now look at the on screen evidence in order to support my thesis. First time she tells him that she believes he can commit monstrous and depraved acts…starts at 1:35. Listen to the dialogue. youtu.be/Cs1CJTPMPn8?si

She soon proves Daemon’s earlier point that each person is capable of depravity when she asks him to marry her. He says, the only way it can happen is if Laenor is dead, and she responds, “I KNOW,” indicating that she had already considered the idea and was ok with it.

Watch this next clip and how Matt plays the scene holding his hand to his chest. Daemon recognizes her request as a depraved act proving his earlier point, but she doesn’t even see it. youtu.be/4gTGi3VE4pU?si

That clip really should be labeled, “Rhaenyra ask Daemon to kill Laenor” rather than to marry her. Let’s now look at the final clip that covers the actual events surrounding the “murder” of Laenor.

Pay particular attention to Daemon and Rhaenyra’s voice overs. First let me say that only tyrants or soon to be tyrants say I’m not or won’t be a tyrant. If you’re not a tyrant or don’t have those tendencies, there is no need for that declarative statement.

They don’t show the actual scene of Daemon and Rhaenyra planning Laenor’s death, but they give us the voice overs. And while we don’t get the full conversation, we do get enough of it that in juxtaposition with the scenes of Laenor, allows us to fill in the obvious blanks.

Note Rhaenyra saying “I do love Laenor,” and the intonation in her voice as if she’s being convinced of something. We know as shown in the previous clip that she was quite fine with killing Laenor. In fact, it was her plan.

And so, that can’t be what Daemon is trying to convince her of when he says, “then grant him this kindness. Set him free.” The scenes on the screen of Laenor and Qarl fighting would seem to suggest that Daemon was referring to the freedom of death.

However, Rhaenyra’s words about love and the ending scene of Laenor and Qarl escaping shows it wasn’t death that Daemon was talking about. He was trying to convince Rhaenyra to let Laenor go free. Here is the clip. youtu.be/UevRWZAxBiA?si

If Rhaenyra’s plan was always to let Laenor escape to Essos, there would be no reason for Daemon to ask her to grant him the kindness of freedom. The lightness inside of Daemon was ascendant on the day Rhaenyra asked him to kill Laenor.

Of course, the darkness quickly rebalanced the scale as he turned around and killed an innocent man to play the role of Laenor’s dead body. Why did Daemon grant Laenor the kindness of his life and freedom. With Daemon, you never know.

Maybe it was because Laenor was his wife’s twin and his daughters’ uncle. Maybe he didn’t want Rhaenyra to be the depraved monster he mentioned in his words to her. All signs point to Rhaenyra being a tyrant.

While she’s currently hiding it,  Tyrants always show their true colors, and it will happen here too. And people will say, but it came out of left field. There were no clues that Rhaenyra had this darkness in her, when it’s always been there on the screen from the beginning.

So yeah, Rhaenyra is not the good guy thinking about the good of the realm. Unlike Jaime who betrayed his vows to protect the realm, Rhaenyra betrayed Laenor for the simple quest of power. She wants the throne & Alicent sits in Kings Landing with her sons keeping her from it.

Daemon does not hide who he is. Rhaenyra on the other hand knowingly does, and that’s the worse type of person you would want to rule. 

Her comment to Daemon that she believes he can commit monstrous acts was the show saying…”hey remember when she said that the first time and what she was planning”. Remember things are not always as it seems, and so, don’t be surprised.

[denial-permanente]

I have 2 questions.

1 - I did wear a chastity cage with an ex but not permanently, just for about 48 hours. And when the penis is soft it can get trough anything. So escape from the cage is really easy. ( I don’t have a small penis, it’s 71/2 inch) the cage was a cb2000. How do you restrain yourself from escaping the cage?

2- Did the wife ever used the strap-on on the hubby?

Thanks! And have a great day!

🔏 Fortunately, we are having a two-Fer special today.

The CB2000 was the first commercially successful mass produced chastity cage. It didn't become so well known because it was good, it succeeded because it was inexpensive. When other cages and belts were pretty much bespoke jobs, usually costing $400 and up, the Millers (now CBX) sold them for $149, a very affordable sex toy for the middle class.

I never owned one; I made my own from stainless steel rings and other bits. I did not buy a cage until the sleek, streamlined CB3000 came along. The 3D designed, molded polycarbonate was a revolutionary step up. And with some modifications, I was able to make it secure enough so as not to slip out. Admittedly, most cages can be escaped from with a little hot water and soap.

And no, my wife does not use the strapon on me. She locked me up for her pleasure, which means never having to do any work. 😉

[sparrowhero]

All Might Courtship/Dating Headcanons -- Post Retirement

He's so shy. He will be pining over you for MONTHS upon MONTHS and not be able to say a word about it. He's going to be red-faced and stuttering whenever you get a little too close or smile just a bit too brightly. It's obvious--so, so obvious. You're gonna need to say something if you want anything to happen. Everyone who knows him can tell he's lovesick-- if you work at UA, people are going to be DYING to tell you how he feels so you both can get over it and just date already.

It's no surprise to anyone that he has self-image issues now that he's no longer All Might, but a lot of people forget that those self-image problems have stemmed from his identity being inextricably tied with his hero career. He couldn't POSSIBLY date when he has so much work to do, what do you mean...hahahaha... He worried so much about possibly disappointing people with his human side or possibly putting them in danger that he put off dating for as long as he did. I think he won't feel comfortable dating until he's fully retired and doesn't have to hide his true identity. He may have tried a little bit in the past, but they all ended rather poorly. Unlike Mic, he couldn't remain friends with any of his (few) exes.

Prior to getting encouraged by Midoriya and his mother, he was more than happy to simply fade away. Now that he's got so much more (or perhaps so little?) time, he's a little overwhelmed with where to start. He's inexperienced, and needs a lot of encouragement. He loves it when you hold his trembling hands first, caress his bony fingers. It makes his already weak heart flutter even more. Slow and steady is what works best for him, so he'll take AGES to ask to kiss you as well, but it just makes each moment more meaningful.

Very traditional romantic. Wants to sweep you off your feet, but he sometimes overthinks and overplans. No matter your gender, he's going to want to be a gentleman and hold the door open for you and things like that. Likes to take you out to eat and for walks in the park, those kinds of things. He's never had a lot of time to appreciate the smaller aspects that he's always protected, so it's nice for him to slow down and take them in with you. He's kind of a plant guy, good at identifying different trees and other kinds of flora. It also helps him from getting TOO distracted that you're right there next to him.

Uses petnames a LOT. His favorite ones are "my dear" or "my darling". He especially uses them when he's in trouble for overworking and ignoring his own needs. "Please, calm down, my dear! Getting excessively angry isn't good for you!" It's very sweet when he greets you after a long day with a "Welcome home, my dear." He melts if you use them on him, or just call him by his given name "Toshinori". He might call himself your hubby as well on occasion.

But god does it give him butterflies when you call him by his name: he wants to hear it all the time. It feels more special when you just say it with a smile than the adoring fans he once had. Sometimes he'll call your name just to hear you say his name back in response.

He isn't big on PDA, it makes him shy-- Even though his emotions are written clearly all over his face and body language. He angles his body towards you, is always the one to walk on the side of the sidewalk that the cars are, and is always making eye contact. If you give him a little kiss on the cheek goodbye if you visit him at work, he's going to be very flustered.

He has very good sleeping posture, but he's not very used to sharing a bed with anyone so he may accidentally get you with those bony elbows or knees of his, and his feet are PERPETUALLY cold. Prefers you to hold onto him while you sleep. An early riser and if you drink any sort of hot beverage in the morning, he'll always have one waiting for you if he happens to get up before you do.

[obanaispy]

More ex hubby eren🌚🫶🏽

cast ! eren jaeger + reader

wc ! 1.6k+

tldr ! house party with your ex = house party with some sex

content ! dirty talk + alcohol + spanking + rough sex + light cunt slapping

a/n ! i took so long.. hope it was worth the wait!

“Its going to be the party of the century”

With an outfit like this? It better be. Y/n had pulled out all the works. A mauve colored spaghetti strap dress with the back cut out– the hem stopping right below her ass. Her neck was coated with a sweet Vanilla scented perfume, an arrangement of silver necklaces complimenting the fragrance. Connie had finally convinced them to leave their safe space by planning “The party to start the summer”. His words. Jean and Connie were the homies so it was hard to turn down their every invitation without feeling a bit of guilt.

Buckling her heel around her ankle, Y/n pulled out her phone to make sure her date for the night was still game. He would be an idiot if he wasnt. “Hello?” his voice rasped from the other end, sending a chill down her spine. “Hey Reiner, are we meeting at the boys?”. “No no.. i’ll pick you up”. Y/n smiled, “right answer.” Hanging up, she did one last round of perfume before going into the living room to wait. Maybe this night would be just what she needed.

At first it was, Jean was in charge of music and the vibe was absolutely right. Reiner had a hand on her waist, swaying along as she rolled her hips– ass pressing against him subtly. Y/n was 3 shots in and feeling right. Not drunk but definitely not sober. “I’m going to run to the bathroom” Reiner spoke into her ear before kissing it lightly, walking away and leaving Y/n to the wolves. “Cuff It” by Beyonce began to boom over the speakers, causing Y/n to holler, “this is my SHIT!”

“I thought that was you..”

She froze. Turning around, Y/n was met with no one other than her worst nightmare– Eren.Her hands immediately became clammy, the dance floor suddenly becoming too crowded. “Hey–” Y/n had vanished before he could even finish his sentence. Rushing into the kitchen, she found a plastered Connie with his face smushed into Sasha’s chest. “You mother fucker” Y/n seethed, yanking him back and pulling him into the pantry before slamming the door. “Woah woah… I didn’t know you liked me that way” he slurred, a drunken smirk on his lips. Y/n rolled her eyes, pinching him– “don’t flatter yourself, Gnomeo. Why the fuck is my ex husband here?”. Connie looked at her confused, frog blinking before clocking in, “oh shit….” Oh shit indeed. Eren and Y/n had a VERY messy divorce, the legal papers somehow not being enough to really call it quits. She had just now stopped responding to his booty calls… as well as stopping all of her own. She was free of him! So.. why did seeing him make her stomach fill with fluttering? She wasn’t 20 anymore, she saw him for who he was. A handsome basket case– unable to correct his own flaws.

“Y/n.. I swear hiccup I had no clue he would be here. He told me he was too busy to come” Connie stared at her , his expression letting her know he was being honest. Connie hated drama and suddenly, Y/n felt like a fool dragging him into his own pantry. “Okay… okay my bad. You know how I get when I see him” she sighed, hugging Connie tightly before opening the door. Walking out, she dragged him back to Sasha, apologizing and giving her a proper hello. After a few words of kindness, she turned to walk out before being blocked by him. “Do. Not. Run. Please.. Can we just talk” Eren asked, voice barely above a whisper, a light hold finding its way around her wrist. She could do nothing but stare at him for a minute, his eyes looked softer, his hair long enough to be pulled back into a sizable ponytail. Looking back at Connie and Sasha who were trying to pretend they weren't eavesdropping by throwing a golf ball into the same red cup. Beer pong my ass. “Fine… fine. You get 10 minutes.” She pushed past him, making her way through the crowd towards the back door. Once outside she scanned the space, spotting the greenhouse where they grew their.. happy grass. She quickly walked in that direction, Eren following close after.

“So..” she stated, arms folded as she made direct eye contact. “Soooo.. How have you been?’ Eren asked sheepishly, Y/n’s response being silence. For a moment neither of them said a word, the silence being filled with the faint of Sza’s, ‘I hate you’ blasting over the speakers. “Listen… I really do mean it when I say I regret how we fell out. You put up with a lot of my shit and.. sighs I'm way too grown to be acting the way I did.” Y/n just scoffed. Eren stared at her for a moment before continuing, “You look.. Gorgeous. See you came here with Reiner’. Y/n could tell he was trying to act unbothered. “Who I'm here with is none of your business” she smirked, biting her bottom lip. Why was she nervous? She should know better but… fuck he smelt good. Looked it too.

“Y/n…” he gruffed, an arm going around her waist to pull her closer before she could protest. “Come on, you don’t even miss me a bit? Don’t miss the way I could.. Handle you? Treat your body like a God? You know.. I still do worship you. I fucked up, I know but–” he was cut off by her lips meeting his, her hands immediately going up to bury themselves into his locks. Eren followed her movements, both of his hand wrapping around her waist, pressing his body against hers almost as if he wanted to fuse into her. Their bodies stumbled into a wall, Y/n’s dress being hiked up, her hands fumbling to unbutton his shirt. Eren’s lips traveled from her lips to her jawline– latching around the skin on the side of her neck. One of his hands found its way between her legs, palming her cunt through her damp panties. Y/n melted in his touch, legs struggling to keep her up as he slid the fabric to the side and pinched her clit in between two fingers– rolling the bud between them. His head came up from her neck to study her face– lips slightly parted to match her own. Y/n sighed out, hips jutting upwards into his touch, “please…”. Eren let out a breath, fingers pooling into her at the singular word.

He quickly found a rhythm, a curl joining each thrust in, his lips smashing against hers. Their tongues swirled around one another, Y/n sucking the tip of his tongue, teeth closing around his bottom lip with a harsh tug. Eren laughed into her mouth, his free hand going to unbuckle his pants while the other one kept busy. His fingers spread deep within her, making way for a third one while he wriggled out of his jeans. “You ready for me?” he said hurriedly, eyes dark with lust and possession. As soon as Y/n nodded, he replaced his hand with his cock– pushing past her folds as a grunt fell from his lips. “Oh fuck..” he growled, pace picking up quickly before she had time to adjust. Eren’s hand quickly went to her thigh, a firm grip bringing her leg up to wrap around him. He thrusted upwards as Y/n loosely wrapped her arms around his neck, eyes struggling to focus with the new angle.

“S-so Reiner huh?” he mumbled, head resting inside of the crook of Y/n’s neck. His thrusts were becoming deeper, balls smacking against her skin with each thrust. “Really thought pulling that shit was funny? Hm? Sorry.. I refuse to give this up” he said between clenched teeth. Before she could respond, Y/n was now flipped around and bent over– Eren’s dick slapping against her bare ass. “Want it?”. She couldnt help but roll her eyes, “yes, cmoon” she whined out. Eren chuckled before giving her a firm slap on her ass. “Youve done better than that in your sleep” he chuckled before cocking his hand back once more, allowing this one to land on her cunt. Y/n let out a yelp, thankful for the sound of the party.

“Please babe.. I miss your dick so much. You know that I feel good around you.. Please fuck what’s yours” she looked back at him as she spoke, cunt drenched at this point. Eren’s dark eyes looked down on her, strands of his hair sticking to his face— lips slightly parted. A smile slowly spread across them before he pressed his tip against her hole. Y/n sighed out in relief, hips going to push back against him— her eyes closing before opening at the feeling of him pulling away. “What did I do now?”

Eren chuckled, shaking his head, “just want you to look at me..”. Placing a firm grip on her shoulder, Eren slid himself all the way in— eyes focusing on the way Y/ns face contorted. Each thrust made it harder for her to focus, a couple of spanks from Eren reminding her of her instructions. “Yeah.. take that fucking dick..” he gritted, body twitching as he slowly started to lose rhythm. Suddenly, both of his hands went to her waist, thrusts becoming rabid as he pulled her back into each one. His rhythm was now completely gone, sloppy thrusts coming to an end as he came deep inside of her.

They both sat in silence for a minute, panting as they struggled to get dressed. Finally, Y/n cleared her throat— “I should…probably tell Reiner he can go home..”. Eren stared at her for a moment before chuckling, “he’s a grown man, he’ll live. Besides..” , he pulled her closer, “I don’t think this was enough to call it makeup sex.. Let me show you how sorry I truly am..”

[islandtarochips]

FINALLY! I have done it been SO long for me to finish this piece! And I want to say thank you to @alypink for helping to color the cake, the season and the colors! I LOVE it!

Okay everyone! Since I saw some of my mutuals done this! I was thinking that I should joined in! With my BOCW OC! Koa Nikau and Ex who is now becoming his wife (again)! Aroha Arehe!

Their first marriage hasn’t been planned ACCORDINGLY since the two just ran off to get married somewhere else. Without Aroha’s family knowing. But since they have their 2nd wedding. They’ll finally have their WHOLE family (mostly Aroha side) to see them getting married!

Koa lets Aroha plan things out but will help out as much as he can. Aleks help out as well to ease things up a bit.

The two do like to have their wedding ceremony outdoors. But has different ideas of where to have their venues. Aroha decided to go with Koa’s ideas. For she had found it very romantic of these two dancing under the decorative lights.

Koa was planning to have their wedding around the fall season but changed his mind since he wanted to make his future wife happy. So he’s glad that he agreed to do it during the Spring season.

They also invited Koa's friends! Even though that the Groom has to tolerate of seeing Adler, Hudson, Sims and Helen. But luckily Aroha was there to calm him down.

The Groomsmen would be Frank, Alex, Craig, Charles and Aroha’s older brother (surprisingly he agreed to this). And the Best Man will be Vasili. Questioning of what happened to Sims, Lazar, Hudson and Adler? They’re just sitting down on the chairs.

Bridesmaids will be Jodie and some of Aroha’s cousins. And the Maid of Honor will be Aleks. Imagined these two women had gotten closer because of them talking about their hubbies🤭 Oh and Helen was with the other boys in the crowd.

Pretty sure the groomsmen (except for Aroha’s older brother) will try not to laugh at Koa’s, not his uniform, HAT. Koa would just shush those guys up as he tried to keep his composure.

Koa will also be blushing to see Aroha walking up on the aisle with her father. Wearing that beautiful dress. He was also sweating so much to see Aroha’s father glaring at him when he handed his daughter to him. (You should know why)

Marynee (Alek's daughter) being the honoree flower girl. And having one of Aroha's nephew being the ring bearer.

Since the wedding couples decided to do their own custom wedding vows. You can say Koa had took this one in the bag. For he had SO many things to say to his lover. About their past relationship, of his regrets, how much he had screw it up and blah blah blah and so forth and so forth. You get it right?

The beginning of the song will be “Endless Love”. Which it is Koa and Aroha’s cue for the slow dance.

Vasili and Jodie will be having a dance battle against Frank and Alex.

Kai (Koa and Aroha's eldest son) started talking to Sims about some mechanic nerd stuff.

Everyone will be seeing Aleks, Frank, Charles, Craig and Vasili having that drinking competition. Wait…KOA GET VASILI AWAY FROM THE VODKA!

Aleks dancing with her kids and Koa’s kids on the dance floor. TRYING to drag Adler to join in.

Charles will be doing the most embarrassing dance in HISTORY while being drunk. And Ari (Koa and Aroha's youngest son) joined in with him. (Koa had secretly recorded it)

Koa and Lazar was arm wrestling again. And once again, Lazar won. Which he received a kiss on the cheek from the bride as a reward. (Koa was ok with that. He’s fine…I think.)

And after the reception well BEFORE the ending of it. Vasili had surprised Koa with a special tradition of the Māori way. By doing the HAKAS. Which it gives Koa great tears to see his friend who had done it so well. Even Aroha was impressed.

Vasili “Bell” Sokolov - @welldonekhushi

Craig Alan Jones - @kaitaiga

Aleksandra Clarke R./Marynee - @alypink

Charles “Charlie” Moore - @deeptrashwitch

Jodie “Bell” Hall - @imagoddamnonionmason

Koa “Hunter” Nikau/Aroha Arehe Nikau - Me

[astro-can-write]

Hi hiiii, back again to req some head cannons with the Pretty Setter Squad ™ and their ways of showing affection? I.e. love languages, pet names, etc. 🫶🫶🫶

PLEASE AND THANK YOU POOKIE!!!😻😻😻😻✨✨✨✨

hey pookie wookie dookie kookie bear ofc id make those hc for you

The Pretty Setter Squad includes: Tooru Oikawa (Aoba Johsai) Koushi Sugawara (Karasuno) Kenma Kozume (Nekoma) Tobio Kageyama (Karauno) Keiji Akaashi (Fukurodani)

I know setters like Atsumu and Shirabu are in it as well, but just for time purposes I won’t be including them, sry ^^

┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　°

BOYFRIEND HEADCANONS (fem!reader)

Oikawa:

He is whipped for you.

Like, whipped whipped. Even more whipped than whipped cream.

He loves getting tiny little gifts for you, as well as cuddling literally everywhere and anywhere. He loves PDA and will not pass up the chance to kiss you.

He loves showing you off, especially to Iwaizumi. “My girlfriend is so much prettier than yours!” “I DON’T EVEN HAVE A GIRLFRIEND TRASHYKAWA!” “Oops, I forgot! Ehe~”

He’s scared that you’ll leave him, just like his ex, so he tries his hardest to make you happy. 

Oh my gawd he loves kissing you

He will kiss you on your lips, on your nose, on your cheeks, even on your fucking eyebrows (unless you don’t have eyebrows but thats a bit weird)

He praises you for the littlest things, and it's all genuine. He may make it seem like a joke, but you can tell that he means everything that he says to you. 

He always texts with emoticons like (ɔ◔‿◔)ɔ ♥ and ≧◉◡◉≦. He texts you very frequently and replies almost immediately. Every morning and night, he texts you “good morning” and “good night”

He gets very jealous. Whenever his teammates come near you, he (very loudly) tells them to back off and hides you from them. He doesn’t reveal to his fangirls that you're his girlfriend, because he knows that they’re probably gonna harass you. 

He’s extremely affectionate and touchy, like I said before. He showers you with love and loves giving you piggy back rides. 

If you were fine with it, he would probably make out with you in the middle of the street without shame

He’s gotten hit in the face with a volleyball before because he was too busy admiring your face.

Pet names: baby, babe, [nickname], and he’s probably called you sexy mama before

Your guys’ first kiss was during New Years. You guys were way too tired to go to the festival, so you guys crashed at his place and watched alien/action movies all night. At one point in the movie, a kissing scene came on and Oikawa was like “Hey wanna try that” and a second later, yall were making out. ┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　°

Sugawara:

He’s very protective and caring towards you! His mama instincts kick in and he always makes sure you’ve eaten and slept a proper amount.

He loves you to the ends of the earth. He’s aware of all your boundaries and respects you, but he also teases you a lot.

Head pats

He gives you a lot of head pats

He likes holding hands and giving tiny little pecks on the lips in public, but he won’t do anything outlandish like making out (unlike Oikawa). It's all up to you whether you want to be publicly affectionate or not. 

He listens to all your problems and gives you the best advice.

He’s pretty affectionate. He always smiles at you whenever you’re doing something, because you're just so pretty. He can never stop himself from blushing whenever you guys make eye contact.

His first priority is your happiness and comfort. He’s willing to sit with you in silence or have deep conversations about relationships.

He’s so insanely cliche, but you love that about him. He’s always finding new pickup lines and actions that make you cringe but laugh.

He texts long messages like “hi baby! Hope your having a good day <3 remember to eat your lunch and get your full eight hours of sleep! I’ll call you later so just text me if you need anything! Love you <3 - your hubby” and then you’ll probably reply with “ok”

He gets jealous really fast, but he doesn’t show it or do anything until you get uncomfortable in the situation. At that point, he would glare at whoever made you uncomfortable and drag you away. He is very scary when he’s mad, so that person would probably never come near you guys again. If you’re simply just talking to another guy, Suga snaps whatever he’s holding in his hand and he starts mumbling to himself angrily. Daichi and Asahi tease him a lot about his jealousy issue. 

Pet names: honey, baby, angel, sugarplum, sweetheart, [nickname]. 

Your guys’ first kiss was after Karasuno won against Shiratorizawa. You had specifically told him you would kiss him if he won, so right after the game ended, you ran up to him and slammed your lips onto his. All his teammates whistled and clapped (Noya and Tanaka cried tears of envy) ┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　°

Kenma:

“She’s just my girlfriend, you guys are being overdramatic” *has an entire album with pictures of you*

He’s not a big fan of PDA, nor is he physically affectionate. He shows his love through gifts and small, short texts like “eat” or “sleep” that may not seem meaningful, but you know that it’s just his way of saying “i fucking love you and you better take care of yourself”

He’s fucking rich so he gets you whatever you want

(sugar daddy?)

He’s usually quiet, but becomes a big chatterbox once you guys start talking about games. He talks the most when he’s with you, and he loves spending time with you.

He likes it when you put your head on his lap while he’s playing games, but he gets distracted by your gorgeousness and loses his game

Like I said before, he’s not into PDA but if there’s not that many people around/there’s too many people around, he’ll hold your hand. He’s much more intimate in private and loves cuddling with you.

His kisses are very soft and short, but they make you feel warm and fuzzy inside. He pecks your lips or kisses your forehead when you're sleeping.

He’s a little awkward when it comes to deep conversations, but he always manages to say what you want to hear.

Bro could not care less if another guy started talking to you. He doesn’t get jealous easily, but he’s willing to do anything to get you out of an uncomfortable situation. ‘Anything’ ranges from “c’mon, we’re gonna be late for dinner” and dragging you away to tripping the guy and making him fall flat on his face, then running away together.

Pet names: [nickname], baby (if he’s feeling particularly perky that day)

Your guys’ first kiss was sort of forced upon by Kuroo. The stupid rooster boy was like “lol you guys should kiss if you're really dating” and you and Kenma stared at him and then at each other. There was a moment of silence, and Kenma just kinda kissed you on the cheek, and that was that. (“ON THE LIPS!” Kuroo had yelled “I MEANT ON THE LIPS!”) ┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　°

Kageyama:

Pretty shy when you guys started dating, but he’s warmed up to you now and he loves spending time with you

He knows everything about you, from your favourite colour to your favourite type of turtles. He always buys you your favourite drink at school, and makes mental notes whenever you say that you like/dislike something.

Like Kenma, he’s not a big fan of PDA and he’s not very physically affectionate either. He’s bad with his words as well, so his love language is mostly quality time and gift giving. 

He’s rough (interpret that however you want)

He’s a pretty slow texter and he never checks his phone

At home, he’s fine with cuddles but he gets restless and wants to move after five minutes.

He doesn’t even hold your hand in public, unless there’s a lot of people around and he doesn’t want you to get lost

He’s the small spoon most of the time. I don’t know why, he just is.

You tutor him! He’s pretty stupid so you help him with his tests and stuff (unless you're stupid too.)

He’s pretty oblivious and doesn’t notice if a guy is flirting with you unless it's his teammates. When it comes to the other first years and second years, Kageyama blows a fuse when you’re hanging out with them and not him. He glares at everyone from behind you, making them all skedaddle. 

Please be understanding of his volleyball obsession, if not he might break up with you

Pet names: [nickname] (that's it. he gets embarrassed when you use pet names on him, and he never really uses pet names on you)

Your guys’ first kiss was after his game against Bluecastle (the one that Karauno won). When the game ended, you screamed so loud that everyone stared at you, and you probably lept off the stands to go give Kageyama a kiss. Hinata, Noya, and Tanaka watched with envying eyes while Yachi squealed loudly. ┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　°

Akaashi:

This just in but this man would look so hot in a turtleneck–

Moving on

Akaashi is very sweet and very attentive. He’s literally the definition of perfection. He redefines perfection. PERFECTION WANTS TO BE HIM

He listens to all your problems and offers you very constructive feedback, not holding back to expose you if you happen to be in the wrong. But he does it in a very polite and “i’m not trying to be mean, i’m just being honest” way so you never get mad at him

He makes all the meals, cleans the house, gives you a ride wherever you want, makes the bed, and does the laundry. He is literal husband material.

He doesn’t hate or love PDA. He’s fine with little kisses, holding hands, and back hugs, but he’d rather not do anything too intimate when there’s people around. That being said, once you guys are alone, he’s willing to go all out.

CUDDLES

C U D D L E S

Please cuddle with him

His kisses can be soft and be rough. Just tell him what you want and he’ll oblige because he’s amazing like that

He doesn’t get jealous a lot. He just doesn’t feel the need to be jealous, because he has faith and trust in you. If you're uncomfortable, he’ll step in right away and tell whoever’s making you uncomfortable to back off.  

He tutors you. He also tutors Bokuto, but sometimes the latter gets too annoying, so Akaashi kicks him out and only tutors you instead.

Pet names: baby, honey, [nickname], and he’s probably called you little gremlin or something like that just to tease you

Your guys’ first kiss was on your fourth or fifth date. He asked for permission first, since he’s a gentleman like that, and he gave you the sweetest little kiss on the lips, making you practically melt into the floor. You guys happened to be at a cafe, so everybody that saw clapped and ‘awed’. ┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　°

┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　°

as you can tell i love akaashi

thank u for reading!

[crowtaclysm]

I also got into pressure and made a Pressure self insert sort of!

Meet Rivet Stitch!

He got yoinked by UrbanShade because he along with a coulple of friends were tryin to gather intel on the company to expose all the horrible things they had done, plan didn't go as accordin though when the hacker of the group accidentally triggered security, Rivet and his friends had to make a run for it but in their desperation to escape they threw him under the bus, leavin him to get caught. As punishment he was used for experimentation and kept in the site, forced to comply and work as "The Warden" via various control devices they had on him.

He seemed to get along with Sebastian and tolerated anyone he considered innocent working at the site(like janitorial staff and such), when the lockdown happened the control devices he had on went off, leavin him paralyzed and in pain, with no hope to escape, it was Sebastian who found him first and removed them for him.

Nowadays he stays in the site as he knows he has no chance at returnin to society while lookin like this. He resents his ex-friends, not only for usin him to save their asses but because he knows(and it's true) that they never again tried to get in, hack or even contact him to see if he was still alive.

After years of knowin Sebastian as well as spendin time with him after the lockdown, they grew close together, started datin and are currently "married". Rivet is not a big fan of marriage and would rather avoid it, but he went along with Sebastian because he seemed happy with the idea, he likes matching marriage rings with him and loves bein called husband/hubby by Sebastian.

Rivet has the DNAs of a Leopard Seal, a Lion Fish, a Lancetfish, a Shortfin Mako Shark, an Inland Taipan, a Flashlight Fish and [REDACTED]

Size wise he's not as long as Sebastian but he's larger than him, Seb reaches at about Rivet's shoulders. The redacted creature in his DNA is what gives him his size. Rivet is also both venomous due to the Inland Taipan as well as poisonous due to the Lion Fish. His bite as well as anything green and sharp are to be avoided if you want to survive.

His game mechanic has him stalkin the player most of the times, he always spawns in thouse rooms with windows that have Naval Mines outside, he'll be hidin behind thouse, makin constant eye contact. He only becomes a threat whenever the player is underwater, be it crossin a big openin on the site followin the beacons or in flooded rooms. His tell will be the loud scratchin of his claws against the floor and walls as well as his hissin and growlin as he rushes towards the player. If he doesn't see you he very much acts like an Angler(will rush in and out at least twice and at most five times), minus takin the lights out. If he does see you however you'll have to hide in a locker and will get a minigame similar to Pandemonium's or you can avoid him by hidin somewhere out of reach like a vent or a small crevice, he'll claw at it for a bit before givin up and leavin.

Lastly he also has a mechanic in which he will use his natural glow to make the player think it's a beacon and lure them into a hole in the wall that leads to water before swipin at them and draggin them in, if you have another player close by you'll be able to be rescued by them at the cost of 50 points of damage that continuously drain overtime due to his poison unless you use a medkit or pay Sebastian to remove the poison out of you(if you pay him you'll get an easter egg of Rivet laughin and lookin at you from the hole on the ceilin of Seb's shop, Sebastian will also let out a small amused chuckle at Rivet's mockery), if you're solo or your friends are too far it's an instant kill, the tell is easy however as real beacons also have smoke comin out of them while Rivet's fakeout only has the green glow.

And now, a WIP of the gays under the cut:

Lord this sketch is so messy, I'll try to finish it tomorrow.

[figs-and-cigs]

Been having a lot of thoughts lately. My last post was about watching some of my friends going through break ups, and my views on why Hierarchy is important to me.

Another thing that's coming to mind is my thoughts on the Relationship Cycle (I made a post about that a long while back) and thinking about how it relates to my recent break up - and wondering how it might relate to the unfortunate situation my friends are going through.

I just read a post about a married couple who jumped into a triad (🙄 a terrible poly tale as old as time). They'd been with the new girlfriend for 4 months. The couple planned a dinner date with a family friend, whom the new girlfriend doesn't like. The new girlfriend demanded the couple cancel and spend time with her instead. When the couple didn't cancel their dinner plans, the new girlfriend became angry and withdrew and seemingly expected they make amends for this perceived slight.

One of the comments said something along the lines of, "4 months is too early to have a full blown relationship with someone. I would still be in the vetting and dating phases. It's really important to get to know someone before integrating them into my life to prevent problems like this from happening. It's wild for someone I just met to think they have any say in who my friends are and who I make dinner plans with."

One of the first things my ex had asked of me when we started seeing each other was to call her everyday. While I stated that I'm more of a texter and not a fan of phone calls, she insisted it was important to her. I really liked her and was feeling so much NRE (new relationship energy) I agreed I'd try to call her everyday. The only issue I saw with this, at the time, was when I missed a day. I had a high chronic pain day, and then having a kiddo to take care after school, I just didn't think about it on spoonless days. Her immediate response when I called the following day was, "I'm disappointed you didn't call yesterday." I explained my lack of spoons and forgetfulness on pain days, and how I'm not a phone person. "Aren't I allowed to be disappointed?" Uhm... well yes...

She and I had two dates a week, Weekday coffee, and Saturday nights - we also saw each other at two weekly meet ups every week. So needless to say we began seeing each other a lot. I had said from the beginning Saturday nights were temporary. When my Hubby's schedule changed, he and I would have Saturday nights as that's the best night for a babysitter. She's still likely see me at events on those nights, I could arrange occasional overnights on Fridays. She brushed off the conversation repeatedly, and when the schedule did change it all came to head and she responded very oddly. I don't need to dive into that again but the relationship ended.

So a few days back in talking to my poly friend who is going through a divorce. One of the reoccurring themes in her drama is how her husband prioritized his two newish girlfriends over her (and child). While she insists it's because they're ethical and non-hierarchial it often felt like the one girlfriend had a lot of control and decision making for the husband's life.

In my own thought organizing rant to my husband I shared that it baffles me that people look down on hierarchy so much. But even in a non-hierarchial situation, the thought of someone new coming into someone's life and imposing huge changes on an established relationship, their schedule (especially with children concerned), and their day to day life is alarming.

It then dawned on me how manipulated I felt after some time processing my break up. I had agreed to do something I wasn't entirely comfortable and fully capable of. Calling someone on the phone every day. My husband very thoughtfully said something along the lines of, "she really set you up to put forth a lot of effort in the beginning and to integrate yourself into her life. Not just with the daily phone call, but the insistence that you plan for multiple dates every week. Especially without the consideration of your unpredictable chronic health issues, and your family."

I had to take a lot of deep breaths to ponder that. Only a couple years ago I had put the breaks on a relationship because he was moving too fast. Within three weeks it felt like he was acting like we were married and wanted information on every bit of my day to day life, my health issues, my daily struggles. There wasn't any fun to be had there with a new relationship - and more so, I realized I didn't KNOW this guy and he assumed he KNEW me. It was three weeks, we didn't know each other.

And in the 4-5 months of dating that girl, I don't think we knew each other either. Yet she has become so integrated. She met my family, she knew most of my friends. She came to a speaker event I did. She was part of my day to day. Yet at the end it was clear she couldn't even attune to my way of communicating. While I felt I had made a ton of effort, attempts to fit molds of her requests, and flexed my boundaries... I don't think either of us really knew who we were or if we aligned.

I'm not angry at her. I'm more frustrated with myself for not seeing this until months after the relationship ended.

And I see it all the time in relationships! Poly and Monogamous alike. People jump into each other's lives so wholly and completely without taking the very important time to get to know each other and build a foundation. With my husband I had waited 6 months before allowing him to meet my kid. We waited 2 years to move in together. We took time before integrating our finances, and eventually marriage.

Circling back around to the topic of Hierarchy. Again, we are not hierarchical in the sense that we have rules for other relationships - those relationships can progress emotionally in any way they happen to. Even during my chaotic months long stent with "HER" my husband said nothing against it. When we talk about being each other's Primaries, it's in regard to the fact that our lives are so fully integrated with each other. We're raising a kid, we share a home and bills, our schedules need to work FOR the relationship and kiddo and laundry, and car repairs, and medical issues and bills.

While there's plenty of room to love and enjoy other people, the agreement is that we can't allow those relationships to negatively impact our overall family needs. After all, we have years long foundation. That's not a guarantee things will never change, things are unpredictable and things can happen - but there's at least some definitive clarity in how things work.

I read and posted an article recently. One of the interesting points the author made was that they felt secure when dating someone in a hierarchical dynamic. They knew what to expect and how their relationship was defined, how integrated they could be in their lives. While dating someone who isn't hierarchical or even relationship anarchist - there's less clarity in those roles. Certainly some food for thought.

I know from my own experience I can often look at the relationship cycle and see where things went wrong. Most often a huge step is missed. The "vetting" portion of things. Initiating and Experimenting. Instead of taking the time to build a foundation it's easy to jump into intensity and integration. It's becomes assumed we're bonded and the moment one person tries to differentiate the entire things implodes.

This isn't meant to devalue new relationships or people at all. Just a recognition of the differences between them and established relationships. The importance of taking time to establish a relationship before it has input on your day to day life and more major things like finances, schedules, and other relationships.

With poorly formed triads, we see this so often. The couple claims there is no "couples privilege", that the new partner (unicorn) is on completely equal footing. Yet clearly everyone is in denial. A couple with years of communicating, living together, intertwined finances, maybe children, is ultimately going to have more establishment in it's function than a third thrown on board. The newbie rocks the boat, understandably so if they're told they have equal power in all aspects, and the couple becomes resentful or defensive when there hasn't been any establishment of how to proceed with such things.

The benefits of stating that I'm hierarchical and have a primary means there should be less confusion about how my relationships are defined. (Less, not eradicated). A new partner should know that they don't make decisions regarding child care, or financing a new car, or paying the bills. They also know that I won't agree to plans that could interfere with those things - "I can't afford a 10 day road trip and it would negatively impact my kid." It helps avoid unreasonable expectations. "I want to plan a date for Wednesday." "Hubby and I have to attend a parent teacher's conference. I clarified with him that he can stay home with kiddo another night this week." "I think we should buy a pet together!" "That's not a responsibility I can take on, but I support you getting a pet and will snuggle it when I come over." Etc. etc.

Per usual I rambled on more than I intended. I procrastinated on cleaning long enough by typing out these thoughts. I have no idea how much sense the made and will likely dive to writing more convoluted poly nonsense another time.

[flowerandblood]

Valentine's Day Q&A

I want to get to know you a little better, and there's no better day for dirty questions than Valentine's Day! Choose which part of the question you want to answer and, of course, only do it if you feel like it! It will be perfectly fine if you skip answering some questions. 😌

The most painful love crush/disappointment in real life? 😵

Do you remember the scene in Glass Cuts Deepests when Wright tells Aemond about her ex boyfriend putting a flower behind other girl's ear? Well, that happened to me, just we weren't together, but I was completely in love with him before I met my husband and this scene was DEVASTATING to watch!

What was your first real date like/what do you imagine your first real date would be like? 😇

I went on my first date ever with my husband (although we both said it was just a friendly meeting). We went to the cinema together to see the movie Green Book. I kept shushing him because he wanted to talk to me during the show, haha.

What would be the most awkward situation for you on a date/has happened to you while dating? 😐

It's not really strange, but I burst out laughing because one of my husband's first compliments to me was "I can't stop looking at your socks" with Michelangelo's naked David on them.

What was your first kiss like/what do you imagine your first kiss would be like? 😚

My husband was suffering from a huge hangover after his friends birthday party which he had attended the day before. He felt sick and I asked if he wanted to take a nap (we were in the room he was renting) and he asked what I would do then. I said that I could fall asleep at any time of the day or night (it's true) and we ended up lying next to each other.

Of course, he suddenly didn't feel like sleeping, and my first kiss (with my consent, because what could I do? He would never have dared to do it if he was sober) tasted of vodka (of course, he was taking a shower etc. before I came, it's just that after so much alcohol, you actually sweat vodka). 😂

Do you have any sexual quirks that others would find strange/is there anything you would never do when it comes to sex? 😬

Neither I nor my husband are into oral sex at all. We've tried and we both can't concentrate, we both only think about the fact that someone will accidentally make the other person uncomfortable. We had a conversation about it and agreed that it simply wasn't for us. 😂

We both also abhor bodily fluids and often laugh about it after everything "blehhh take it away from me" is the order of the day. We are having a good time tho, haha!! 😂

What's the kinkiest thing you've ever done/could do with your partner? 🥵

I would let him spank my ass until I cried. 😇

The most romantic thing ever? 💕

My hubby giving me food and brushing my hair while laying next to me when I'm sad. 😭

None pressure tags: @ewanmitchellcrumbs; @targaryenrealnessdarling; @humanpurposes; @aegonx; @black-dread; @sapphirehearteyes; @aemvnd; @zenka69; @at-a-rax-ia; @malfoytargaryen @blackswxnn @toodlesxcuddles @kckt88 @immyowndefender @bellaisasleep @persephonerinyes @alphard-hydraes-blog @zaldritzosrose @aveatquevale- @fan-goddess @lottie-blue-star @fullmoonworshipper

+ anyone who feels like it of course!!!

[maladaptive-day-dreams]

WLW Hotline

Robin Buckley x SW fem!reader, smut 18+, 2k words

I might've downloaded Quinn Audio Er0tica annnnd might’ve stumbled across a guided masturbation audio that made me think of Robin calling the WLW part of a phone sex line🥵it's about time I wrote and posted something so hereeeee ya go [alsoooo there's potential for a part 2 if the ppl want it so pls lemme know if you liked this and want a continuation!! ty!!]

Part 2 • Part 3

CW: reader knows it’s Robin but Robin doesn’t know it’s reader (idk what warning that would fall under but it’s a warning), guided masturbation, eager sub!Robin, mommy kink, nervous Robin but then she gets into it

Tags: @lightvixxen <3

You’ve been working at this phone sex operator for going on three months now. As one of the few out queer people in Hawkins, job hunting was hard until you convinced the boss here to open up a WLW hotline specific for fem bodied people, curious women, closeted women and other out queer women in town (if there were any).

Unfortunately, most of the people who called in to you were men trying to “fix” you or see what’s so special about your line. Every now and again—though it felt rare at this point—you’d get a woman or fem bodied person and your long nights would be worth it again. Plus you had some regular callers, none of whom would give you their real name of course (for privacy’s sake). For the regulars, you’d come up with a nickname to use on all their calls. Your favorite of them was Bunny. An older (like mid 40s), closeted queer woman who’s hubby is shit at making her cum so she calls you after he’s passed out naked in bed.

Another regular is Sweets, a trans man who hasn’t been in a relationship since he socially transitioned. He moved to Hawkins from Wisconsin so he could start over where no one knew his old self.

And recently, more young women (20s-30s) have been calling. Usually for one-and-done calls out of curiosity, but still every call meant a better paycheck. So when your coworker Patricia said there was a new girl on the line for you, you assume she’ll be another curious Cindy like the rest, until you hear her voice.

You pick up and start the call like usual. “Thanks for calling the WLW Hotline, how long of a session would you like tonight honey? Quarter, half or a full hour?”

“Um. Half please?”

Your heart dropped at the voice on the other side of the phone. It was Robin, one of the few out women in Hawkins. You would know her voice anywhere considering how close friends you’d been when you first moved here. But then the fall after she graduated (that past summer is when you met her) she made a move on the band girl she was crushing on and they dated for two years and you were forgotten. Only getting small smiles and head nods when you happened to see her in town. She wouldn’t know you were working here since you’ve not talked for a year and a half.

You know that it’s wrong but you’re the only WLW worker and there is a voice changing filter on your phones so she won’t know it’s you. Plus, you haven’t spoken in so long, and you probably won’t seeing as she’s with someone.

“Half it is. We don’t do names here so you can call me whatever or whoever you want to help you get there. As for my name for you, what would you like? Darling, love, honey, sugar, baby?”

“Oh, um I didn’t think about that. Uh,” Robin mumbles nervously. “I guess baby will work? Or whatever comes naturally for you?”

“Baby is the most natural, we can go with that,” you smile into the phone. “Before we start your time is there anything you want me to know going in to this session? A reason why you’re here, any kinks you want incorporated, anything off limits for dirty-talk?”

“Well, uh, my ex broke up with me about two months ago, and I haven’t been able to, um,” she pauses.

“Masturbate?”

She chokes back a laugh, “yeah. I haven’t been able to get there.” She says, emphasizing the last word.

“Would you like to role play or do you want a guided masturbation?”

“Guided?”

“Yes. Guided as in you follow my every direction and let me take control in making you feel good, but it’s your hands doing the work. Or you can imagine it’s someone else’s.”

There’s silence on the other side of the phone for a moment.

“I, um, I think guided masturbation, please.”

“Alrighty then, I’m gonna go ahead and start the time now if you’re ready?”

“Yeah,” she breathes out a heavy breath.

“Are you gonna listen to my every word, baby?” You ask in a sultry, dominating tone. “Gonna let me take care of you? Guide you since I can’t be there to help?”

She breathes heavy again, “yes.”

“Are you comfy where you are? Maybe in bed? Or on the couch?”

“I’m in bed, on top of the covers. I didn’t want to get in yet,” you can hear Robin’s nerves through the phone.

“Good, good. You’re comfortable then. Why don’t you lie all the way down, get situated. If you’ve got your pajamas on already why don’t you strip down for me, baby? All the way or you can leave your underwear on, whatever you’re comfortable with okay?”

You hear shuffling on the other side of the line and wait a few minutes until the movement stops.

“What do you have on?”

“Nothing, I’m, uh, naked.”

Fuck. This was going to be harder than you thought. You swore that your feelings for Robin were over shortly after she stopped talking to you once she got together with her now ex, but knowing she was naked in bed on the other side of this phone? The pit of your stomach was full of butterflies, you know this will be one of the few calls where you’re gonna end up with wet panties and a need for your vibrator when you get home.

“Good girl.”

“Fuck.”

“Oh you like that baby? Like it when I praise you like that? Being so obedient and doing as I say, you’re so good.”

“Yes mommy.”

Robin and a mommy kink, that will definitely be fuel for your own masturbation session after your shift.

“Why don’t you put the phone by your ear for me, ok? I want you to have both hands free for this.”

“Ok.”

“Good good, now I want you to run your fingertips from your shoulders, down your sides slowly, and then once you reach your hips, bring them up your stomach and above your tits.”

You wait a few minutes, listening to Robin’s heavy breathing through the phone.

“Did that feel good baby?”

“Yes,” she breathes.

“Good, now I want you to softly circle your tits with your fingertips and brush over your nipples ok? Play with your nipples for me baby. Let mommy hear what it does to you since I can’t be there.”

“Fuck, mommy it feels so good,” she moans, and it’s the most glorious thing you’ve ever heard.

“Good girl, now give your nipples a nice pinch for me.”

You know she does as you say because of the deep intake of breath you hear through the phone.

“You’re doing so good for me baby, listening and doing just as you’re told.”

“Mmph,” she whimpers.

“Want more?”

“Please,” she begs.

“What nice manners you have,” you sigh, panties growing wetter with every sweet whimper and moan Robin let’s out. “Go ahead and trail your hands down to your pussy.”

She huffs a sigh of relief.

“But don’t touch.”

She groans impatiently.

“Ah ah ah, do as I say or I won’t help you.”

“Sorry sorry, please.”

“That’s better. Trace your fingertips just at the top of your mound and down the inside of your thighs. Do that a few times.”

You pause and mute your end of the call so you can let out a shaky breath and change how your sitting so you can sit on your leg, putting pressure on your own throbbing center. Unmuting yourself, you ask, “all done baby?”

“Mhm,” Robin groans.

“Alright you wanna show mommy your pretty little cunt? Wanna let me hear how wet you are for me?”

She breathes out the softest yearning of a “yes.”

“Go ahead and point your knees out and spread ‘em for me so I can see your pretty pussy. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes mommy, I did it.”

“Good baby, now take one hand and trail it town your stomach to your mound ok? Now I want you to use your pointer and ring finger to softly go down your pussy lips and then once you get to the bottom, use those two to open up your lips for me, lemme hear how wet you are baby.”

And you actually do. A shuddering breath from Robin and the wettest, dirtiest of squelches to follow it.

“Fuck,” you drop the curse so quickly, grinding your own pussy on the leg tucked under you.

You hear Robin’s heavy breathing by the phone again, “did you hear?”

“Shit, yes baby I did. Did you put the phone by your pussy just so mommy could hear you touch your wet cunt?”

“Yes, isn’t that what you wanted?”

“Yes it is,” you smile at how eager to please Robin is when she’s horny. “So good at following directions, I think you should be rewarded.”

“Please,” she begs through a moan.

“Yeah? Wanna be rewarded for being such an good obedient girl? For making mommy so wet she wants to touch herself with you?”

Dear god, if you weren’t at work you’d be riding your own hand while tell Robin to ride hers.

“I think you deserve a reward, do you wanna cum? Want me to let you touch yourself until you come for me?”

“Mommy, yes, please,” she huffs.

“Ok baby, I want you to play with your pussy until you cum. That same hand that’s still on your wet cunt, I want you to use your finger and get some of that sweet wetness and bring it up to your clit, ok? Play with your clit for me.”

“Ok, do you wanna hear me play?”

You bite your lip to hold back a moan, wishing to high heaven that these phones were cordless so you could hide in the bathroom and touch yourself to the eager lil baby on the other side of the line.

“I don’t need to hear your wet pussy, I want to hear those pretty little sounds you make when you play. Don’t hide those sounds from me okay?”

“O-Okay,” Robin huffs as she plays with her clit. “Fuck it feels so good mommy, you make me feel so good.”

“Yeah? Want mommy to touch you when she gets home? Use her fingers on you?”

A whimper is the only response you get.

“Or would it be better if mommy used her mouth?”

That comment makes Robin moan “please” into the receiver and has you wishing this was real life and not what’s supposed to be an anonymous phone sex call.

“Yeah? How fast would you want me to fuck you with my tongue? Use your fingers, show me how fast.”

A breath hitch and fast, shuddering breathing lets you know that she’s started fingering herself. You can hear the faint wet noises of her fingers moving in and out of her cunt in the background of the call and you squeeze your legs together at the sound.

“C’mon baby, ride your fingers like you’d ride my face. Let me have it, gimmie all your cum baby.”

“Fuck, ‘m gonna cum. Gonna cum,” she pants.

“Let go, cum for mommy.”

“‘m cumming, mmph. FUCK, YES Y/N fuck, oh fuck, fuck.”

Did you, did you hear that right? Robin came with your name on her lips?

There’s a small chuckle on the other end and then she says, “fuck, that was the first time I’ve cum in a while. Jesus, it was so hard too.”

You’re still processing that she was imagining you the whole time without knowing it was you.

“Are you still there? I wanted to say thanks before hanging up.”

You go back and forth with it but last minute decide to drop the voice filter to respond.

“Robin?”

The line is quiet.

“Y/N? Fuck, shit-“

And the line goes dead.

If she was ever going to talk to you again, she won’t now.

Shit.