#and i care for the characters which they do so dirty :/

[followfire]

Beware random ramblings because my mind is agitated:

Finally watched Genshin 5.6 teaser and I'm both so hyped to go back to Mondstadt and have all the lore drop and the storyline just seems so so so fun, but also... extremely worried about how things are going to unfold and how frustrating it could be... And I know I'm definitely not the only one to think that but yeah...

Let's just say that I was ecstatic to see Jean so big on the poster...and then I saw Kaeya and... This is going to be about Kaeya isn't it? Again? I mean this is obviously going to be about Albedo and that makes sense, there's so much lore around him waiting to be explored but... Kaeya and Diluc are going to have an action scene together on the bridge* and Kaeya is going to be Albedo's lawyer and Kaeya is also lore relevant because Khaenri'ah... and Jean is going to be a judge. Which is extremely cool- I mean she's going to be like the supreme authority in this matter or something but... it also means she's probably going to have to be neutral for a long time so maybe not participate as much as others... like... i don't know... kaeya for example...

*(do we need to mention that this is going to be Diluc's second action cutscene on that bridge...? yes i think it's relevant to mention that this is going to be diluc's second action cutscene on that bridge while other fighter characters (*cough cough* jean *cough cough*) don't even have one)

Anyway this all ties into something that's been bugging me about the way Hoyo and also the fandom very often portrays Mondstadt... In which they pretend to give a lot of credit to Jean just to undermine it later on...

Jean is the very first nation leader we meet in the game, even if we quickly learn that she's actually the Acting Grand Master and that there is another Grand Master somewhere. She does the job and does it well, even with a lot of Knights away, everyone respects her, it's great. But then we're introduced to Diluc "uncrowned king of Mondstadt" Ragnvindr and Kaeya "does the secret dirty work behind the scenes" Alberich and I have the feeling that a lot of fans see Jean as just the good face of Mondstadt while the boys are actually the efficient problem solvers, because Jean is a goodie two shoes and the guys are bad boys so they have charisma on their side... :c oh and also they're boys so they have charisma on their side :) (<-angry smile)

So yes, regarding upcoming events, Jean is going to be present and is going to be a judge and it's going to be so so cool. But if Kaeya is shown doing all the work to uncover the truth while Jean just sits and watches and judges... that kind of ruins the thing for her character :/

Also, I'm very hyped about Varka being closer and closer to us, but also I have a feeling he's not going to be the "50+ years old and it showes" buff guy with lots of battle scars that are not fashionable that I want him to be and I'm already frustrated about that... I'm not ready for the disappointment... D':

I'm already planning to tag my fics with "non canon compliant Varka" ; "Varka is old" ; "Varka is buff"... We've had way too much time to headcanon Varka and I don't want to have to let my buff old Varka go... :<

Not really relevant but also I'm so far behind storywise that I just know I will get spoiled about a lot of things before I get there myself, or will not be able to enjoy it the proper way, which is no one's fault but mine obviously, but adds to my overall fear and frustration regarding the return to Mondstadt storyline Y^Y

That being said... I am a big fan of trial storylines so I can't wait!!

(Also for fic reasons, I had a lot of questions about Mondstadt's justice system and who takes care of it, even if it was for a very different kind of trial scenario, so this will surely feed my thoughts! c: )

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She tells people she’s okay. She even tells herself. But she seeks out fiction that makes her heart race for all the wrong reasons. She wants to be seen, but never found. She grew up too fast and too quietly. Sleeps with a light on, but only reads in the dark. Baby face, brutal tastes Soft voice, sensitive soul but dirty imagination Carries everyone else’s weight. Fiction is where she drops it. Trauma survivor in disguise. Nobody knows what she’s seen. Reads victim-coded fics because she just understands. Wants the monster to love her just a little. She thinks if she can handle it on screen, she can handle it in real life Afraid of him, but keeps reading Flinches when voices get too loud Sleeps with the door locked Kind because no one was to her Doesn't trust happy endings

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On This Day in Schitt's Creek: May 5

2019

I'm yours [david/patrick, G, 2,444] by my_middle_name_is_awkward

Okay, who the hell did Patrick think he was? He had absolutely no right to walk into David’s life and make him fall so hard so fast. That was not okay and David was furious. Okay, maybe he wasn’t...furious, but he was upset. He thought he had a while before he started to fall in love with Patrick, but it looked like that wasn’t at all accurate.

Insomnia [david/patrick, NR, 1,274] by @samwhambam

David always assumed that Patrick was a morning person, which he is. He just didn't know that he also suffers from insomnia from time to time.

Never Gonna Get My Love [patrick/rachel, G, 423] by thisisfromawhileago

He should probably be an adult and call her, cause when its all said and done, she’s never gonna get his love.

Patrick's Last Secret [david/patrick, g, 3,024] by hollybibble

David is trying one more time to throw a surprise party, this time for Alexis before she leaves for the Galapagos. It's Patrick's job to keep her busy for the afternoon, but he still has one secret from David- he is a little scared of Alexis. Takes place a few days after S05E14 Life is a Cabaret.

2020

Breakfast Not in Bed [david/patrick, G, 1,070] by @thegrayness

David wakes up early to make Patrick breakfast the first time he stays at Patrick's apartment. Things go a bit sideways regarding the smoke alarm.

Do You Remember What I Remember [david/patrick, G, 1,194] by @neelyo67

David looked around the love room with a sigh. There were suitcases open on the bed, stacks of sweaters on every surface.

Just For You [david/patrick, E, 1,729] by @this-is-not-nothing

David wears a new shirt for Patrick, and he really likes it.

the sweetest life you've ever seen [david/patrick, T, 924] by @thegrayness

A glimpse of David and Patrick cutting the cake at their wedding reception.

This Time With Feeling [david/patrick, E, 2,100] by @popfly

Loving David Rose gives Patrick something like superpowers.

what if we kissed haha just kidding unless [alexis/twyla, T, 998] by hydrothermal_ventricle

Alexis turned to Twyla and asked, “What if we kissed? Right now?” Twyla turned pink. “What?” “You know, like, what if we kissed? Like wouldn’t that be weird?” Alexis giggled. “I mean, we’re both girls.”

2021

[Podfic] Never Felt This Way Before [david/patrick, T, podfic] by @kiwiana-writes

“Well, it’s settled. Dirty Dancing it is.” David puts the disc in the player as Patrick fiddles with the remote to get it started. David sits back in the same spot on the couch and picks up his wine glass. He can’t stop stealing glances at Patrick as the movie starts and they eat their pizza. He cares whether Patrick likes the movie, he’s surprised to find. And he can’t stop thinking about what Stevie said. Was this really supposed to be a date? What if David and Patrick's first date was on Valentine's Day?[Podfic of Never Felt This Way Before written by schittposting]

Blood As Sweet as Cherry Wine [david/patrick, E, 5,712, CW: violence] by @asoftplacetoland

If the Warners took David, that meant they realized David wasn’t who he appeared to be and Patrick would likely be here soon if he wasn’t already on the premises. While being kidnapped was mostly just inconvenient, the real issue at hand was that David hated when more people found out the truth, even a minor wannabe family mob like the Warners. A Schitt's Creek Mob AU with a twist.

Don't Fold a Grudge [david/patrick, T, 6,593] by @lisamc-21

David's just doing his job. Really. So what he wrote an article that said Patrick Brewer's croissants were an abomination, and Patrick couldn't deal with it. It's not his fault. One article leads to a feud and a lot of buzz and two people who seem to hate each other who maybe don't hate each other at all. Also, croissants. Lots and lots of croissants. (also, this fic marks me surpassing 500,000 of words in the fandom!)

Don't Whump with My Heart [david/patrick, M, 26,218, CW: major character injury] by @delilah-mcmuffin

Patrick’s plans for romantic hike/picnic go terribly, terribly wrong. Spoilers for 5.13: The Hike

how it's gonna always be [david/patrick, E, 34,567] by @reginahalliwell

Patrick does some soul searching after his latest breakup with Rachel and takes an impromptu trip to New York City. David works in NYC as an escort after fleeing Schitt's Creek when the town sale falls through, and takes on a client who has just realized he is gay. Set in an alternate post-season 1, but of course the timeline is nonsense. POV changes are marked using ~ within chapters.

I've got the sweetest hangover [david/patrick, T, 2,130] by @simplymarleycat

“I was wondering if you boys are doing anything special for Sweetest Day? Joce and I were looking for-” “What the fuck is Sweetest Day?” ---David loves Patrick, Patrick loves David, but Roland never helps!

it's gonna be good (it's gonna be better) [david/patrick, T, 4,448] by @flashbastard

David's seen enough romantic comedies to know happy endings like that don't happen in real life. That doesn't stop him hoping.

Like Kindling to a Flame [david/patrick, T, 1,140] by @mostlyinthemorning

What if Patrick had been confident enough to kiss David after the birthday dinner? Here’s how that might have gone down.

Magical Missteps and Lycanthropic Liaisons [david/patrick, E, 6,209] by @redwineandqueer

When a mysterious patch of magic appears on the walls of Rose Apothecary, David, the only witch in a town full of werewolves, is tasked with fixing it. With sex. A magical mystery featuring magic, werewolves, witches, various unhelpful townsfolk, an unrepentant Roland Schitt, and a whole lot of orgasms.

off they fly into the sky as the clock strikes three [david/patrick, G, 1,470] by budd

Patrick meets a fairy while taking a hike through Schitt's Creek; here's the story of how their friendship begins.

Star Light, Star Bright...First Star I See Tonight [david/patrick, T, 3,291] by @vanillahigh00

David goes to the carnival for a night of possible shame eating and meets a boy.

There it is on the tip of my tongue [david/patrick, E, 2,608] by @designatedgrape

“Patrick Brewer!” David's voice is loud in his own ears as it echoes around the empty coffee shop. "Seriously, what the fuck?" Patrick appears from the back, brushing off his hands on his jeans like some kind of child, and walks around the counter. "You maybe want to watch your language while you're in my cafe?" An alternate universe in which David owns Rose Apothecary, and Patrick owns a coffee shop across the street.

This Joy is So Deep [david/patrick/stevie, E, 2,693] by @floosilver8

The continuing sexploits of Schitt's Creek now post-canon!Prior reading of the other fics in this series probably not required, but this is a continuation of the other D/P/S fics here. (Title from Mariah Carey's "So Blessed")

Wheel of Fortune: New York Edition! [david/patrick, T, 10,571] by @middyblue

Patrick spends his evenings with his new roommate Stevie watching NY1's Wheel of Fortune spin-off hosted by Johnny and David Rose, until one day he accidentally bumps into David Rose himself on the train and starts to fill in some of the blank spaces in his life.

you'd be the love of my life [alexis/twyla, M, 6,650] by @sarahlevys @landofsonlali

Alexis needs a date to a last-minute Interflix party on Valentine's Day so she can make Zac Efron jealous. Naturally, she asks her best friend and crush, Twyla, to pretend to be her girlfriend for the event. What could possibly go wrong?

2022

[Podfic] Dancing Beneath Your Skin [david/patrick, E, podfic] by Amanita_Fierce

David had considered a dozen different scenarios for their first night together. But never in a million years had he expected to find what Patrick is hiding beneath his blue sweater. Podfic of Dancing Beneath Your Skin by houdini74.

As Our Lives Change Come Whatever [patrick & rachel, G, 2,926] by wanderhomeagain

Rachel has something very important she needs to talk to Patrick about.

finding the time... [david/patrick, M, 934] by @startswithhope

Just some early morning intimacy...

throw wishes to the well [stevie/ruth, G, 386 + podfic] by @hullomoon @thesleepyskipper

Stevie and Ruth make a wish

2023

[Podfic] So You Had a Bad Day [david/patrick, T, podfic]. by @trueillusion82

Audio recording of DelilahMcMuffin's "So You Had a Bad Day"

Drabble Wagon [david/patrick, M, 3,700] by obsessedwithdavrick

A collection of drabbles based on the Tumblr prompts, word of the week. Just fluffy, some a bit smutty, but whatever getting I'm working on that day.

2024

Tangled Up in Blue [david & stevie, T, 800] by @fictasticvoyage

Scenes from life in the Creek.

Stats:

No fanworks for 2017 or 2018 2019: 4 fics/7,165 words 2020: 6 fics/8,015 words 2021: 15 fanworks (14 fics, 1 podfic)/114,281 words 2022: 4 fanworks (2 fics, 1 podfic, 1 fic + podfic combo)/4,266 words 2023: 2 fanworks (1 fic, 1 podfic)/3,700 words 2024: 1 fic/800 words Total: 32 fanworks (28 fics, 3 podfics, 1 fic + podfic combo)/138,232 words

[mrgzzarella]

Pomegranates

𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈!

All characters in this oneshot are 18+ (aged up and in college)

Childhood friends to lovers trope

Genre: smut

Contains: food play/sitophilia, pomegranate metaphors and the word pomegranate being used like a lot (as in a lot), unprotected sex (𝙬𝙧𝙖𝙥 𝙞𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙞𝙩!) + freaky si-eun

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You and Si-eun have been friends since elementary, you were always there for him through thick and thin.

When his mother left him, you were the only source of care, of passion, of love he had. That's why you two were inseparable.

Pomegranates, you always liked the taste of them. Sweet, but could be paired with salty dressings or just salt in general.

Si-eun would always peel them for you when you were younger, taking out each seed with gentleness and care, not even a single drop of its sweet nectar wasted.

There would be times when he'd cut his fingertips without even noticing, thinking it was just the pomegranate's juice because he was so bent on you wanted pomegranates for a snack.

"Si-eun-ah! Your bleeding!" You would say, rushing to get bandaids.

"Oh..really?" He would always reply back, with a hint of disbelief in his face.

You've always had a little bit of a crush on him, even if you didn't realize it yourself.

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Fast forward to now,

Your (ex-) boyfriend just broke up with you, saying that you were too messy for him.

You felt like a pomegranate, your favorite fruit.

Messy, sensitive, the type that you gotta be gentle with.

You needed someone to be gentle with you, but you didn't know who.

Then it clicked,

You stared at your screen, texting Si-eun.

"Si-eun..can you come over?" You typed on your phone's screen, you fingers tapping on top of the small letters of your keyboard.

Si-eun just replies with a thumbs up emoji.

"Bring pomegranates." You texted back quickly.

In a matter of minutes, he gets to your apartment, unlocking the door with a rhythmic pattern.

He enters, taking off his shoes and putting on slippers.

"Y/n?" He called out.

He finds you sprawled on the couch in your living room, tissues all over the place, filled with snot and tears.

"Do you have pomegranates?" You turned to him, your face puffy and red due to crying so much.

"Yes." He nodded, putting the plastic bag filled with pomegranates onto the kitchen island.

He rolls up his sleeves and starts peeling the red fruit.

You stared at him intently from your couch, you decide to get up and take a closer look.

You stand behind him, tippy-toeing to peek over his shoulder to see him cutting the pomegranate.

His slices were precise and his touch was gentle, so gentle that it felt as if he was handling clouds.

His hands looked nice.

What if they were touching you right now? Holding you, caressing you, making love to you.

'Get out dirty thoughts!' You thought to yourself, telling yourself you two were just friends.

Just friends..

You two weren't really 'just friends' were you?

You've seen him naked, he's seen you naked. He's constantly at your place and you were each other's first kiss.

Which was just a peck during middle school.

To rub salt into the wound, you were literally resting your hands on his waist as he peeled the pomegranate for you.

Anyway, let's snap out of your thoughts for now.

"Si-eun, are you done seeding the pomegranate?" You asked him, waiting for your pomegranate seeds.

"Just a sec." He answered back to you, a small smirk creeping onto his lips.

He finally gets the final seeds out and places them into a bowl.

You two sit at the kitchen island, and talk about stuff.

And by stuff, your ex.

"He said I was worth the mess when I asked for pomegranates.." You confessed, sighing quietly.

"Mess? But pomegranates aren't supposed to be messy." Si-eun furrowed his eyebrows.

"Maybe he just wasn't gentle enough." He continued.

You nodded at him in agreement as you take a spoonful of the pomegranate seeds.

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A few spoonfuls of pomegranate seeds later,

Your lips were tinted red by the pomegranate juice now, soft, plump and kissable.

"Can I kiss you?" Si-eun blurted out randomly.

"Are you drunk?" You asked him in shock and confusion.

"No, I haven't had any alcohol at all."

He stared at you with those sad, puppy eyes of his. You knew you couldn't say no, so you just nodded.

You feel his warm lips press onto yours, moving with a rhythm that was foreign to you. You've never been kissed with such, passion, such intensity, such longing and care.

His tongue tangled with yours, his hands cupping your cheeks.

He pulls away for a quick second, a string of saliva still connected his lips to yours.

With heavy breathes, he takes off your shirt, revealing your bra-covered breasts.

"Pretty." Si-eun admired your body, his dark hair falling onto is face.

He hovers his hands over your dips and curves, kissing each part of your body lovingly.

Then, he takes off his shirt, he didn't necessarily have a straight up very visible six-pack, but his tummy was nice and toned and he did have some sort of abs.

He starts undressing you more too, taking off your shorts, then your bra, and lastly, your panties.

"Hey, why am I fully butt cheek naked and your only shirtless? Not fair." You whined at him.

"Wait. If your impatient then you won't get my dick at all. " He replied quickly as he scooped you up and proped you onto the kitchen counter.

You spread your legs out for him, almost immediately like you two have done this a million times before.

"Eat me out, please.." You pleaded with your arousal clear.

No answer,

Instead, Si-eun took a unseeded pomegranate and squeezed it's nectar onto your pussy.

You just watched him, in awe. You waited for his next move, patiently.

Then, he started sucking the sweet juice from your sensitive spots, licking your clit just right.

The juice stained your girl parts into a sweet, sweet red.

You feel a pair of fingers start lapping at your folds, teasing them.

One finger goes in,

"Hngh!" You moaned.

Then another.

"Si-eun-"

Then a third arrives.

Hitting your g-spot perfectly.

He moves his hand in and out of you, making you moan and grunt each movement. Your sweet sounds were just making him harder and harder.

With just a few flicks and moans, you fall apart at the palm of his hand. Releasing your natural sweetness onto his fingers.

Si-eun, licks his fingers, savouring the flavor.

"You taste like pomegranate." He licks his lips in a lewd way, almost like, he's taunting you.

Si-eun finally pulls down his sweat pants along with his boxers.

It was like a reward, his fully hard cock finally appearing right in front of you. It was slightly curved, it was definitely above average, that's what you were 100% sure about.

After a few quick strokes of his dick, he starts rubbing the tip against your folds, teasing you.

"Put it in already.." You tugged at him, pouting cutely.

He nods with a smile, pushing in the tip of his dick.

"Hah—" you whimpered, biting your lip as he slowly entered you.

He was barely halfway, yet you were already moaning like there was no tomorrow.

"Squeeze some more pomegranate juice, I liked that.." You asked him with heavy lids.

He takes the pomegranate and starts squeezing it onto his manhood and your pussy.

And he looked hot while doing it.

He starts pushing in and out of you, using the sweet nectar as lube. His dick hitting your g-spot every single thrust.

Your whimpers and moans filled the room, whilst each groan from Si-eun felt like a little victory.

Sure, you two were doing it in missionary, the most vanilla pose ever, but the way you two were fucking?

Definitely not vanilla.

The way Si-eun was holding you while doing it, hot. But the food play? Even hotter.

Si-eun decides squeeze some more juice on you, he intentionally puts it on your stomach then hit you in all the right places just so you would arch your back and the liquid would drip right down to your princess parts.

Everything was so new and lewd to you, it's your first time even having sex with food included.

You clamp down onto Si-eun, getting tighter and tighter each time he entered you.

Your sounds were getting more high pitch, and more pornographic as you were getting closer and closer to your climax.

"I'm close.." Si-eun confessed, his pace getting faster and faster the more he chased his climax.

"Me—hic-, too." You replied back,

"Don't cum yet, I wanna see you overstimulated." He commanded you, pressing his hand onto your stomach.

"OH—" you moaned loudly, not even caring if the neighbours heard.

"Cum with me." He reprimanded.

You feel yourself unravel at his touch, Cumming onto his dick.

With a wet slosh, Si-eun pulls out of you and releases his sheer, white cum onto your red pussy which was tinted red due to him squeezing pomegranate juice on it.

"I love you." You started, smiling at him amorously.

"I love you even more." Si-eun replied back to you, moving your hair out of your face.

Word count : 1531

A/n: omfg I feel like the smut is so so so so baddd I can't rn this is so ass!!!! 😿😿 also I feel like I made si-eun a lil bit too freaky 💔💔 wat ze fak (tis is my first fanfic to post on here)

[vyladerz]

I’m basically done with my classes so now I can post this late ranking for season 9. Continuing to stay positive, overall this season didn't really stick out to me compared to others. There were a few things holding it back but what the hell who cares.

What did stick out to me was the mark of Cain plot line. The episode "First Born" does such an amazing job at setting up the mark of Cain and it's parallels between Cain and Abel versus Sam and Dean. Oh I eat that shit up. I'm also guilty for some Sam and Cas quality moments. With the addition of an entertaining Crowley and Dean duo, which I didn’t know I needed. Too bad we don't get more focus on the mark of Cain arc this season (Which is why I'm happy it'll be set up for the next season rather than just going nowhere).

I loved exploring Castiel's relationship with humanity and the best example was the scene with the baby he was babysitting. It's one of his best moments in the show that encapsulates his best qualities and he has come such a long way since season 4. Him being human was such a great way to allow him to connect with humanity on a deeper level. I will say he’s much more passive this season but it makes sense after having so many losses at the cost of him gaining free will. Laying low would be the best move here and I’m glad they did it this way.

The angel storyline with Gadreel was not as memorable (or as well done in my opinion) as the mark of Cain plot line but I still found it interesting. Sam getting possessed by angel was NOT on my bingo card (I don’t know how I avoided spoilers for this). I’m surprised I haven’t thought about this concept before. I hope this isn’t a hot take but I really liked Gadreel. His backstory and motives expanded the lore of the angels in the show. I would have liked if it was explored in more detail but that’s just cause I find anything angel related really interesting. Metatron is pretty entertaining as a villain, not my favorite but he works pretty well here. Overall the one real gripe I have about it is that I wish the whole Gadreel arc didn't come at the expense of Dean's character. Also to the degree of Sam's character.

I do loathe the characterization of Dean this season (mostly just the beginning). I understand why his impulsiveness was pushed to a higher degree to further brotherly drama. To show how far Dean is willing to go for his brother especially as a stark contrast to season 8. However, I thought his build up of lies was a bit irritating. It's so painfully predictable how everything played out. Gadreel just going along with Metatron, (he does protest a bit but he was still too trusting for my liking) Dean digging his grave with really unbelievably stupid lies, Sam being super passive for no good reason and not questioning Dean whatsoever. Is it a crime to want more from these characters?? Okay that’s as negative as I’m getting here.

The last episode was good though, we needed that scene with Dean dying in Sam's arms (I'm not okay) to tip the scales on their relationship for the next season. That's also something that has grown a bit predictable. If Dean goes over the line then Sam has to go over the line. But I'm honestly too invested with the mark of Cain and the concept of demon Dean to care about that right now. When I was watching the earlier seasons I heard about this arc and I have been waiting to get some much needed focus on Dean (I've been yearning for this since Dean came back from hell).

Also Kevin is done dirty in this show, free him from this hell let him rest for good.

I’ll continue to keep an open mind and I’m pretty hooked for the next season. (As of posting I’ve finished season 10 so that will be posted very soon).

[sukibenders]

Me, watching some YJS fans justify what Shauna did to Mari by using clips of Mari and Jackie giggling in s1 (normal teenage girl things), or Mari speaking the truth and trying to take Jackie's jacket (even though it was the middle of winter and the group were already sharing clothes), with said fans saying that they've would've done worse to Mari in response, acting like that makes them any better:

[shima-draws]

Don't you hate it when a fic is REALLY good and is written REALLY well but one of the characters is extremely OOC. I keep getting whiplashed by it lmao

[writeouswriter]

Bro, bro, there is no second Pacific Rim movie, bro, it was just a bad dream, go back to sleep

[binch-i-might-be]

hi. I'm mad about Levi

[deadonyouraccount]

INTRIED TO FUCKING ESCAPE FROM GREEN PILLED AND BLACK PILLED NONSENSE LIKE WHAT IS THIS NOTHING IS GOING TO CHANGE IM SCREAMING IN THE VOID LIKE ITS POINTLESS YOURE LOGGING ON TO MAKE THINKPIECES THAT DIVIDE AN ALREADY FUCKED FANDOM

Analyzing the same body of work every day that’s got to be taxing

I wish I never would’ve made some of the choices I made if it led to how dismal the fandom is now but I had my cake and I was eating it every day on my old blog & now

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference

[bakug0uzb1thc]

Bakugou leaning against the frame of the doorway (lick lick lick lick)

Aged up! Bakugou x Fem! Reader

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You were laying in your bed, knees bend as your back was against your headboard. You were reading a book Ochako had lent you saying “it has a relatable MC” which lead you to where you were.

Your phone was buzzing but you figured it was a group chat you were in; man were you wrong. It was your fiancée coming home from work.

Suki:

Hey ma, what do you want for dinner?

Suki:

Mama.

Suki:

Hey.

Suki:

I’m getting spicy ramen.

Suki:

Ma this ain’t funny?

Suki:

y/n??

At this point you were to engulfed in your book to even care, you just let it buzz. Ochako was right, the main character was relatable.

The second you were done with the chapter you heard the door swing open. You put your book down but before you could get up, you heard running. Thumping as Katsuki ran through the house to your shared bedroom. Scared you jump back ready to fight whoever it was till the door swung open. Reveling an anxious, cold sweat faced Katsuki in the door way.

“What the-“ you raised a brow and let out a sigh. “Why are you running?” You asked. “Why aren’t you pickin up the phone.” You saw the vein in his forehead pop. Fuck.

You picked up your phone off your nightstand and turned it on to have it flash the wallpaper you set of a cute photo you took of katsuki; and a whole line of messages from your fiancée who was still standing in the doorway.

“I was reading my book and I put it on silence..” you half lied so he wouldn’t yell at you.

“Ah whatever.” He said, and that’s when it happened. He gripped the top of the door frame and leaned forward a bit. His eyes closed as his head tilted.

He was still in his hero costume; still dirty from the day he had but that didn’t stop you from slowly creeping over to him.

“Hey mama..” he said his eyes still closed yet still feeling your warm presence. “Hi ‘suki” you bring your hand up to caress his cheek, going over the big scar he got from the war that took place while still in high school. “I love the way you lean..” you whisper, soft and seductive. “That so?” He opened his eyes and leaned his forehead on your giving your nose a little kiss. “Mhm.” You say still holding his face in your hands.

“I brought home ramen.” He interrupted before anything happened. This caused you to laugh. “What woman I did?” He said confused. “Oh Katsuki-“ you continued to laugh at his dumbfounded face. “Whatever I’m going to eat” he said spinning on his heel and walking away leaving you a laughing mess. “No- HAHA NO KAT IM SORRY.” You said chasing after him, jumping on his back. he grabbed under your thighs lifting you higher on his back ending up giving you a piggy back ride to the kitchen.

“You’re so high maintenance.”

After that you kept your phone on; and looked at it Everytime it buzzed. Just in case it was your fiancée.

[lxnarphase]

━━ ❝ GOOD MORNING, BABY !! ❞

☾₊‧⁺...ft. : g. satoru + g. suguru + n. kento + f. toji + k. choso + t. fumihiko

☾₊‧⁺...cw : somnophilia (pre-agreed on), thigh fucking, penetrative sex, pre-established relationship, dirty talk, praise and degradation, mommy kink, breeding kink, satoru and toji are just filthy, choso is so cute and needy, kento is the sweetest husband, it's just really fucking dirty im not sorry

☾₊‧⁺...synopsis : which jjk characters would fuck your thighs while you're sleeping bc they're horny but don't wanna wake you up !!

who does it to tease you ↴

✧ g. satoru ; satoru tries to wake you up, but you just don't want to. and by try, he means he blew into your ear just for you to huff and smack him away, grumbling to let you sleep or you'd bite him. ohh, you are so cute, he just really can't help himself

“look at my pretty girl, such a mess…tsk, wish she'd wake up, now i gotta fuck her soft, pretty thighs instead of that pretty lil' pussy." “aww, your pussy 's so noisy! listen t' her...she's all wet, she's cryin' f'me to fuck her, isn't she? aww, poor thing...” “ooh, are you cumming, baby? cumming in your sleep like a slutty little girl while I fuck your thighs, so precious…”

✧ g. suguru ; suguru's hands move up and down your soft curves while he grinds against your thighs, quiet, sticky noises sounding in the room. you're so adorable, he wants to shake you awake but teasing you with his thick cock nudging against your clit is so much more fun

“you’ve always been so responsive, i didn’t think my dick between your thighs would get you like this, princess.” “oh? was that my name? don’t tell me you’re having a wet dream about me. so dirty, baby, thinking of me like that while sleeping when I’m right here with you.” “don’t you wanna wake up and move my cock somewhere other than your thighs? c'mon, princess, wake up for me.”

who does it because they are desperate ↴

✧ k. choso ; not outright fucking you is painful, but he doesn’t want to wake you up. He’s so fucking hard, that dream affected him more than he thought, and before he knew it, he was fucking your thighs, not caring how loud he was being.

“baby, baby, fuck, hoohmygodd, please! need y'so bad, so fuckin' soft, so soft, fuck, could d' this to you all the time, never wanna stop, p-please, god, 'm gonna cum all over you-!” “sticky fuckin' p-pussy's beggin' me t' fuck it, b-but wanna see you look at me. c'mon, c-c'monnn, please wake up, let me stick it in, o-or 'm gonna waste it a-and cum all over your cunt.” “oh, mmh, ’m cumming, ’m cumming, baby, i-i’ll clean y' up after, g'nna fuck you again 'n' again 'n' againnn, fuck, ’m cumming-!”

✧ t. fumihiko ; poor thing, fumihiko honestly tries to deal with it by himself, trying to just jerk off in the bathroom, but it doesn't work. he knew what he needed, he needed you, needed to touch and feel you around him. with shaky hands holding your thighs, he slides his aching cock between your thighs, moaning so cutely…and when you wake up and start cooing to him, he absolutely loses himself.

“i’m-i’m gonna mess you up so bad, been wantin’ to leave you a mess for so long, so fucking long, 'm g-gonna cum all over your pretty thighs. 's okay, right? right? mmh, okay, 'm gonna do it, 'm gonna cum on 'em.” “y-yeah, yeah, fuck, your thighs are so soft, feel so good around my cock, gonna cum all over them, m-ma'am.” “'s so much cum, i can’t stop cumming, m-mommy, ’m losing my mind, love your thighs, they're so soft, s' soft, thank you, thank you, thank you-!”

who wakes you up ↴

✧ f. toji ; it’s not uncommon for toji to wake up in the middle of the night, cock hard in his sweats. can you blame the guy when he's sleeping next to the sexiest woman he's ever laid his eyes on. he thanks whatever god there is for giving him a wife like you who lets him fuck your soft thighs until you wake up up so he can stuff you full of cum instead of wasting it on your stomach.

“’s time to wake up, mama, don’ ya wan' me t' fuck your needy cunt 'stead of these pretty thighs?” “aw, y'look soooo cute and dumb right now…my pretty thing. c'mon, spread those legs for me, mama, toji's gonna take care of ya.” “did y' dream 'bout me fucking your thighs? yeah? mm, you’re takin' my cock like you wanted me t' fuck you awake…hm? you want that next time? mm, i’ll keep it in mind, baby girl, now shut up and let me fuck you dumb.”

✧ n. kento ; he usually only does this when he’s very very frustrated from working, coming home to see his pretty baby in one of his button-ups sleeping, thighs out in the open. he can’t help himself, softly calling your name as he slides his hard cock slowly in and out between your thighs, giving you soft smile when you wake up.

“sorry to wake you, darling, I know it’s late, but I need you. you just...look so beautiful, i couldn't help himself.” “you were responding so cutely in your sleep…would you rather I be inside you? ask nicely, honey, and I’ll give you what you want. you know a good husband does whatever his wife asks.” “so, so pretty like this, i could fuck you for days. should i do that, my sweet girl? mm, maybe i should take tomorrow off and keep you in bed all take, make sure that my seed takes. what do you think, sweetheart, you want me to give you a baby?”

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[jaeyunnz]

"Work Break Seduction."

ni-ki + f¡reader — ♡ 18+

WARNINGS — dom!ni-ki, sub¡reader, dirty talk, making out, cussing, rough sex, riki eats out reader, unprotected sex (stay safe dont do it.) pet names.

both characters are of age. (20+) not proofread, sorry if theres any errors. this is quite long but worth the read i promise!

Reader recently went into a new college and grew a school crush on Riki. Though he plays hard to get, your able to break his nonchalant demeanour.

Note : Riki was mostly requested, so enjoy. (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

Your parents recently moved to a different town, which meant transferring to a new college. It wasn’t as bad as you expected, though you didn’t really know anyone there—but that was fine. At least your childhood friend, Jess, was with you.

A few weeks passed, and you found yourself constantly drawn to a boy—Riki. Girls flocked to him, yet he always brushed them off or rejected their advances. No one seemed to know much about him. He was distant, only ever seen around small groups. But that only made him more intriguing. The mystery surrounding him pulled you in, making you want to learn more about him.

The problem? He avoided everyone—including you. The only times you ever spoke were during school projects, and even then, the conversations were brief or short talk.

This morning, once again, you found yourself paired with Riki. It didn’t bother you as much, but you could tell he wasn’t thrilled about the idea. “Alright, your partners have been chosen. Get to work, project’s due in two days,” the teacher announced. You scanned the room for Riki, and then your eyes landed on him. He was leaning back in his chair, his posture casual and almost lazy. You knew you had to make the first move and approach him, or he’d likely ignore you the entire time.

You hated that you always had to be the one to approach him—it made you feel almost desperate. Yet, here you were, getting up and walking toward him. He watched as you pulled out your chair and sat down beside him. “Hi,” you said, glancing at him for a brief moment. He responded with a small nod, his usual way of acknowledging you.

You settle into the seat, trying to ignore the awkwardness that always seemed to hang between you two. The silence stretched for a moment, neither of you making any effort to start the project. You glance at him, but he’s already looking at his phone, clearly disinterested. Then, you let out a soft sigh, wishing he’d at least pretend to care. Finally deciding to break the silence. “So, uh… how do you want to split this up?” you ask, trying to sound casual.

He shrugs without looking up. “You can do whatever,” he mutters. You bite back a small frustration. Damn, you knew he wasn’t one for much conversation, but it always felt like pulling teeth to get him to participate. Yet, there was something about his indifference that kept you intrigued, even if it was maddening. “I guess I’ll start with the research,” you say, hoping for a bit more input. He doesn’t respond, but you take that as your cue to begin.

The next hour passes in relative silence, except for the occasional rustling of papers and the tapping of his phone. You focus on your work, trying not to pay attention to how he barely acknowledges your presence. Though you’re starting to get irritated by how you’re doing all the work while he’s just sitting there—eyes glued to his phone, doing nothing at all, you can’t bring yourself to get truly mad. Not when he looks this… handsome.

Should you try to start another conversation, hoping he might actually respond? You really wanted to get to know him better, maybe even get him to show a little interest in you, too. Fuck it, might as well, you really like him. "Prom is coming soon, you going out with anyone?" Thats the first thing that came to mind, it was a bit personal, but your curious. Maybe you can shoot your shot?

He finally lifts his head up from his phone, placing it on the desk and locks eyecontact with you. "Nah. Not interested in that typa stuff." For the first time, he actually seemed engaged, and it left you a little thrown off balance. "Why not?" You say, he gives you a shrug. "Why are you asking anyway?" He raises an eyebrow, your slightly taken by surprise when he asks, trying to make yourself sound less interested. "I'm just trying to conversate with you, I mean your quiet as fuck."

He lets out a deep, small chuckle that sounds rich, causing you to snap your eyes at him. Shit, he's really talking to you? "Yeah, well you could've asked me anything," he taps the desk with his fingertips, "But that was apparently the first thing that came to mind?" He rests his arm over the head of the chair, scanning your body for a moment which causes a small faint redness appear on your cheeks. "A bit bold of you, I'll give you credit for that."

You slightly roll your eyes, "How was that bold? I simply asked if you had a prom date or not." He finally sits up straight in his seat, running his hand through his short black hair which catches your attention. "Really?" He chuckles a bit, looking around the classroom.

You raise your eyebrow in slight confusion before he meets your gaze again, "C'mon now. You don't think i've noticed you staring at me?" Your eyes widen, he leans in closer and suddenly your heart starts to pound unbelievably fast. "Every single time we have a class together, I see you." his cold fingertips trails up your thigh, "Your into me? Aren't you? I mean thats why you asked me such a question." Your body freezes, shivers running down your spine.

How the fuck did he know?

"Thats not..." unable to finish your sentence with his hand making contact with your thigh. "Not true?" He says, his hands creeping down to pull your chair closer to him, the both of your knees brushing against eachother. His eyes dart down to your lips, a teasing smirk appearing on his face. Before you can say anything, the bell rings, interrupting the intense moment.

"We can uhm... finish this project later?" He leans back against his chair, acting totally careless about what just happened between you two. "Meet me at lunch." Is all he says before leaving the room. You know your face is beet red, but you dont even wanna see how you look right now. So then you start putting away the paper work into your bag, packing your stuff as he leaves the room, not looking back at you once. For a moment you just stand in the now empty class with a blank mind, trying to process everything that happened.

At lunch, you find yourself sitting at a table in the far corner of the cafeteria, just as he asked. Your heart races a little, unsure of what to expect. You glance around, half-expecting him to bail, but then you spot him walking toward you, looking as casual as ever.

"Hey," Riki says, sliding into the seat across from you. His eyes briefly meet yours before he looks down at the table. "Hi," you reply, trying to sound casual even though your nerves are on edge. There’s a moment of silence between you two, the kind that always seemed to stretch on forever. You want to fill it with something, but words feel like they’re just out of reach.

Finally, he speaks again. "So, what’s your deal?" You blink, caught off guard. “What do you mean?” He shrugs, eyes flicking up to meet yours for a split second before looking away again. "Like, why are you always tryna talk to me. You barely know me." His bluntness takes you by surprise, but somehow it doesn’t feel as cold as you thought it would. It’s almost… honest.

You take a deep breath. "I don’t know. You’re just different, you know? It’s hard to ignore." He raises an eyebrow, intrigued. "I'll take that as a compliment I guess."

"I mean yeah, like you’re this whole mystery. I just want to figure you out." For a second, he looks like he’s about to say something, but instead, he leans back in his seat, his gaze lingering on you a little longer. You feel like he’s reading you, and for a moment, you wonder if he’s trying to figure you out too. Then, without warning, he leans forward, closing the space between you. His hand brushes against yours, sending a jolt of electricity through your body.

"Well," he says, voice low, "maybe you’ll find out soon." Before you can process what’s happening, his lips are on yours. It’s sudden, soft at first, but the intensity quickly builds, and everything else fades away. The warmth of his mouth against yours leaves you breathless, and for a moment, everything feels completely different, like this is where you’re supposed to be.

When he pulls away, you’re left dazed, trying to catch your breath. He looks at you, his expression unreadable, but there’s a hint of something—something you can’t quite place. "You okay?" he asks, his voice a little rough. You nod, still in shock, a small smile tugging at your lips. "Yeah. I think I’m more than okay." You bite your lower lip slightly, blushing profusely.

You both sit there for a moment, the air thick with tension and a thousand unspoken words. Your heart is still racing, but now, it's not from nerves. It's from the overwhelming feeling that something has shifted between you two. He doesn't move away, instead, his eyes search yours, almost like he's waiting for something.

Your mind is swirling, but your body seems to take over, leaning in closer, lips barely brushing against his. You can feel the heat radiating off him, his presence pulling you in with a force you can't resist. Without thinking, you kiss him again— this time deeper, more urgent. His hand finds its way to your cheek, his thumb gently grazing the skin as he pulls you in, his other hand sliding to your waist. Your heart hammers in your chest as he kisses you back with a hunger you didn't expect.

It's nothing like the first kiss-this one is raw, a mix of desire and need. You feel his fingers trace the line of your jaw, his touch almost desperate, and it sends a rush of heat through you. Your hands instinctively find his shirt, tugging him closer, as if you can't get enough of him.

His lips move with yours, more demanding now, and you match his intensity, breathless and wanting more. You can't explain it, but everything about him feels right-how he holds you, how his lips mold against yours, like this was always meant to happen. His hand slides down your back, pulling you even closer, and you can feel the heat building between you two. The kiss deepens, and everything else disappears-there's only him, only this moment.

When Riki pulls away, both of you are panting, eyes locked, faces inches apart. "You sure about this?" he asks, his voice husky. You nod, trusting your voice.

You're sure. You want this. You want him.

Without saying another word, he tilts his head toward a washroom near by the cafeteria. Afterall you both can't do anything with people around, so that was the only option. You get up, your heart beating even faster as he follows behind you. He pushes you into one of the stalls, locking it behind you.

He slowly turns around, pushing your back against the wall and his lips are on yours again, and this time, it feels like the beginning of something that neither of you can pull away from. The kiss continues, deepening with each passing second. His hands move, exploring, pulling you closer as if he can't get enough of you either. The way he holds you makes everything else fade into the background-the noise of the cafeteria, the people walking by the washroom, it all feels distant and irrelevant.

You feel his breath against your lips, a slight tremor in his touch as his fingers trace the curve of your back. Your own hands slide into his hair, fingers threading through the strands as you pull him in even closer, wanting more of him. You can taste the faint trace of mint on his breath, and it only makes you crave him more.

Riki slowly pulls away from the kiss, the both of you breathless. Finally his hand slides down your thigh, inching under your skirt. "Can I?" He grunts out as you nod at him almost instantly. "Starting to think you've wanted this for a while now," he chuckles, slipping his hands underneath your skirt and groping your ass, a small moan escaping your lips. "S-shut up will you?" He smirks, his lips trail down, leaving wet kisses down your neck. 

You press your lips tightly together, glaring at him playfully. You can't help but feel a surge of need. It's like you're both fighting the same battle, giving in to something that's been building up for weeks. Suddenly you find your hand guiding his further up your skirt.

Riki doesn't hesitate, immediately shoving your hand aside and tearing your panties apart with his hands. He gets down on his knees and buries his face between your legs, licking and sucking at your dripping folds without warning like a starved man. Your eyes roll back to the back of your head, looking down at him in slight surprise. "Fuck, you're so wet." He growls against your pussy, his fingers digging into your thighs.

He groans as he feels your fingers gripping his hair tighter, your delicious moans spurring him on. He alternates between long, teasing licks and quick flicks against your clit, savoring your sweet taste. His hands squeeze your ass, pulling you harder against his face. "F...fuck ah mmph.." Your back arches against the wall, clawing at it slightly as you try to keep quiet, not wanting anyone to hear.

He hooks his arms around your legs and throws them over his shoulders, opening you up even wider. He laps his tongue greedily around your clit, determined to make you come on his face before he allows himself to enter you. "Mmh." He groans against your pussy, your body shaking slightly from the vibration. "A-ah Riki..." The stall gets filled up with slurping sounds along with your quiet desperate moans.

He slightly pulls back, looking up at you with half closed eyes. Your breathing heavily, sweat dripping down your forehead. "Riki or daddy?" He licks his lower lip slightly, smirking a bit as he sees your widened eyes. "I..I am not calling you that weirdo." He tilts his head back, "Hey hey, it was just a suggestion."

"I'll think... about it." You whisper embarrassed, turning a light shade of red when he lets out a quiet chuckle. "Thats my good girl." Your legs slightly tremble at the name, butterflies forming in your stomach before he spreads your legs wider, feasting on your pussy like it's his last meal. He growls against your cunt when you reach down to grip his hair. Your about to reach your climax and he knows it.

"I-I'm gonna-" you whine out, the sound echoes around the empty washroom. Riki snaps his mouth against your clit, sucking hard. "Come on my face, baby." His tongue laps up your juices, going fast and hard against your sensitive nub. "Give it to me." His words are more than enough for you to reach your high, finding yourself cumming all over his face, your thighs shaking violently while you try your hardest not to scream from the pleasure.

He feels your body convulse with your climax. He spreads your legs wider, pushing them back almost painfully, allowing him deeper access. His tongue goes wild, licking and sucking every last bit of your juice. He growls softly against your pussy before pulling back, licking your release off his lips. You suck in a moan, looking down at him.

Riki's cock is aching against his jeans, begging to be free. "P-please." He hears your soft beg. He unbuckles his belt slowly, eyes darkening. "Do you want my dick?" His voice is deep, seeing you slowly nod your head. He pushes his pants and boxers down in one swift motion, freeing his throbbing cock. He strokes himself slowly, letting you admire his impressive size. A droplet of precum pearls at the tip as he grunts. You stare intently, gulping at his length, "You're..."

He steps forward, turning you around and lifting your ass up, rubbing the head against your sensitive entrance. "Yeah? Think you can take it?" His voice is thick with desire as he pushes the tip just slightly inside you, a loud gasp escaping your mouth. "So far for being quiet." Riki says teasingly as you glare up at him playfully, swallowing hard. "I-I'm trying my hardest," He chuckles while pushing in slightly more, filling you with just the tip. "Am I too big?" He grunts, your hands going up to grip his shoulders tightly.

"I-I can take it.." you whimper out. "You sure?" He feeds you another inch, making you wince slightly. He watches your face closely. "Tsk, you're only halfway there." He pulls back slightly then pushes in another inch, hitting a new spot inside you which causes your mouth to open wide. "You really can take my whole dick? Don't wanna hurt you." His voice drops lower.

You just nod, desperation taking over you. "Good girl." He praises darkly, then grips your hips tightly and slams his hips forward, impaling you completely on his massive length. For a second, your vision gets blurry, the pleasure overwhelming. "Fuck!" He roars as he bottoms out inside you, gripping on your hips tightly. You let out a loud straining moan before hearing someone walk into the washroom.

The both of you freeze, and Riki doesn't move inside you just yet. Your slightly panicking but he doesn't seem to care because he begins to grind his hips slowly, letting you feel every inch of him. Your mouth opens wide, but he quickly covers it with his hand, leaning down and whispers against your ear, "That pussy just swallowed every inch of my cock like such a good girl." His hands grip your thighs roughly, pulling you open wider. You swallow hard, whimpering against his palm. "Shh, don't wanna get caught do you?"

Finally that person seems to leave — and Riki's hand leaves your mouth. His thick shaft drags in and out of your tight, soaked pussy at a brutal pace. Each thrust makes you wince and whimper, your walls stretching to accommodate his size. He pounds into you relentlessly, the sound of his skin slapping against your ass filling the room. "F-fuck ah.. Riki-" You roll your eyes back, your mind becoming blank.

He can feel your gentle scratches against his back as he pounds into you, his hands tightening on your thighs. "Fuck, baby. This what you wanted? My dick destroying your insides?" You nod, opening your mouth to speak but words come out as moans instead. He pulls your hips further up to get deeper inside you. He leans forward, his mouth finding yours in a harsh, bruising kiss as he continues to rut into you.

He groans loudly into the kiss as he feels your pussy clench tightly around his throbbing shaft before breaking the kiss, panting heavily. "Shit, you're squeezing me so fucking tight." He adjusts his angle, deliberately targeting your G-spot with every powerful thrust.

Your trying to grip on the walls, but your fingers slip. "G-gonna cum..." His eyes darken with lust at your words, his thrusts becoming even more forceful. "Cum for me, baby. Milk my dick with that tight cunt." He reaches down and circles his thumb over your clit, applying pressure in time with his thrusts.

And with that, He feels your release bathe his length, making him groan loudly. Your pussy pulses around him tightly, almost painfully. He pumps into you erratically, losing his rhythm. He lowers his head and watches as your fluids coat his shaft, making it glide easily in and out of your body.

He pants heavily, finally unleashing his pent up load deep inside of your wet cunt. Your back arches against him as he does so, the both of you letting out loud moans from the feeling. Then he pulls out slowly, his cock glistening with your juices. "Fuck." He holds your waist and you tremble, putting your whole body weight on him since your struggling to stand.

The bathroom stall feels too small now, the air thick with the weight of what just happened. You’re both still breathing heavily, and there’s a quiet, almost uncomfortable stillness between you.

He leans back against the wall, rubbing a hand over his face as if trying to process everything. You do the same, your mind racing a little. It’s strange how quickly things shifted, how in the span of just a few minutes, everything between you changed. You glance over at him. He’s still looking at you, his eyes soft, his expression unreadable. For a moment, neither of you speaks. You’re both just sitting there in the aftermath, unsure of what to say next.

"So… that happened," you murmur, trying to break the silence. He lets out a small laugh, but it’s low, more to himself than anything. “Yeah. Guess it did.” His voice sounds different now, less guarded, but there’s still that underlying tension. You’re not sure if you’re relieved or nervous. A mix of both. "I didn’t expect it to happen like this, especially here." He looks around the cramped stall, a small smirk playing at the corner of his lips. "Neither did I. But… it’s not the worst place, I guess."

You roll your eyes, half-smiling. “So… what now?” you ask, the question hanging in the air between you. He pauses, clearly thinking it over. Finally, he looks at you, his gaze steady. "I don’t know. But I don’t want it to be a one-time thing." You can’t help but smile, a warmth spreading through you. "Neither do I."

💘: thank you so much for all your support on my storiesss!! i didnt expect anyone to like them, so thank youu!!!🥹💕💕 ill get to the rest of the requests soon, im currently busy w school so itll take some time, thanks for your patience🫶

[yungistiny]

rage mode

[ J. Yunho ]

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summary: in which yunho’s roommate likes to test his patience

warning: pissed off yunho, brat reader, slight audophilia, wooyoung is a little perv, slight choking, spanking, unprotected sex

pairing: gamer yunho x afab reader

genre: smut

word count: 2.2k

part two

masterlist

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“Damn it, y/n, stop fucking killing me!”

Yunho’s voice sounded beyond annoyed, borderline completely pissed off. You could hear it in the way there was a slight growl undertone in his deep, tired voice. It was well past midnight, himself and his two roommates along with some of their friends had been playing this new online co op game for the last… 4…. 5 hours? Honestly, Yunho had lost track of the time.

“That’s what you get for getting me killed earlier.” Y/N replied back, her voice filled with amusement and dripping with pettiness. Yunho had half a mind to pause the game, march across the hall to her bedroom and unplug her pc. She had been nonstop killing him for the last hour or so and Yunho was starting to reach his breaking point.

“It’s not fucking funny, y/n! And it wasn’t my fault you and Wooyoung are using the same character.” Yunho snapped into his headset. He had even told his two roommates that choosing the same character to play as would be confusing for everyone and a bad idea. Did they listen? Of fucking course they didn’t. “Y/N, I swear to god!” He growled, avoiding just being shot once again.

“Swear to god,” Yunho could practically hear the smirk she had as y/n teased him, sniping his player with quick precision, a frustrated snarl echoing in her ears from her headset as Yunho was clearly pissed. “what would your mother say?”

“Could you two like… I don’t care, fuck and shut up already?” Jongho was tired of their back and forth bickering. He could practically feel the tension between the two and he was three blocks away in his own apartment.

Yunho and Y/N both shut up, their silence suddenly very loud and noticeable. “Well that shut them the fuck up.” Wooyoung was snickering, San and Jongho both joining him. Both his roommates probably thought Wooyoung was oblivious to their little tryst they had going on but their walls were thin and y/n was very vocal.

“It’s after 2:00 am, I promised Seonghwa I’d meet him for lunch tomorrow.” Y/N was lying straight through her teeth but the guys were none the wiser as she left the game. Yunho sighed in relief to not have her constantly up his ass, actually being able to try and explore the new game and have fun without getting killed every few minutes.

Yunho was so focused in the game now he didn’t see y/n open her bedroom door across the hall, he himself had left his bedroom door open. Y/N glanced down the hall towards Wooyoung’s, his door was shut and she could hear him yelling at Jongho over something in the game. Dropping to her knees, y/n smirked, biting her bottom lip as she crawled quietly across the carpeted floor into Yunho’s room.

She paused a second, taking in his big frame in sitting slightly hunched over in his gaming chair, completely focused on the game, the clicking of the keyboard and mouse loud. The only thing he had on clothing wise was a pair of baggy gray sweatpants. His headset sat atop his messy dyed dirty blonde hair.

Yunho couldn’t hear her movements over Wooyoung and Jongho now the ones arguing in the game through his headset, but he certainly felt her when she brushed against his leg, crawling under his desk. He looked down at her as the game was on the load screen, y/n peeking up at him now between his legs. “What are you doing?” He mouthed so the others wouldn’t hear over the headset.

Y/N only smirked at him. This was payback for not only getting her killed in the game but how he left her edged and on the brink of orgasm the day before. They had gotten into an argument in the living room, something about someone going into Yunho’s room and turning off his pc while he had a game paused.

An argument that eventually lead to Yunho having y/n bent over the couch, a hand gripping her hair, head pulled back as he was hitting it from behind, the lewd noises loud, echoing in the apartment along with y/n loud cries and moans mixed with Yunho’s filthy words.

“You do that shit on purpose, don’t you?” His hand came down hard on her ass causing y/n to jolt forward and giving Yunho the perfect opportunity to grip her waist and yank her back, dick thrusting all the way back inside her aching, edged cunt. “Fucking brat.”

His hand was tangled back in her hair, yanking her up, y/n back against his chest just as keys could be heard at the front door. Yunho had pulled out of her and darted to his room, trying not to trip over his own feet. Y/N had snatched her discarded clothes up and darted to her own room just before Wooyoung walked through the door.

Yunho clenched his jaw as y/n glided her hands up his legs, fingers grazing his bellybutton before dipping into the waistband of his pants and pulling them back just enough to be able to pull his hardening dick free.

His dick always betrayed him when it came to her. “This is what you get for leaving me to finish myself yesterday.” She wrapped her hand around him, working a steady rhythm up and down his length until Yunho had to bite his lip to keep from moaning, his dick now fully hard and aching to be buried inside her, mouth, pussy, he wasn’t picky.

“Dude, you good?” Jongho asked when a deep moan escaped Yunho, echoing in his friend’s ears through their headsets when y/n tongue started licking at his tip, hand still jerking him, thumb tracing a prominent vein that had Yunho almost whimpering.

“I…. I yeah… I just stubbed my toe under…. my desk.” It was a terrible lie and it wouldn’t be a good enough excuse to cover up the almost growl that left him when y/n removed her hand to bring his entire length into her mouth, his tip hitting the back of her throat and causing her to gag at the fullness and stretch.

“Ok, what the hell?” This time it was San who called him out. Yunho switched his movements from the mouse to the keyboard, using one hand to continue playing while reaching down to tangle his other hand into y/n hair, gripping it and gaining control, making her slow down the sudden messy, gagging, bob of her head on his dick. “Wooyoung, you just ran right into that fucking sniper!” Yunho ignored San, heart racing, that familiar tightness in his stomach growing.

How Yunho managed to play with one hand y/n had no idea but then again, he was annoyingly good at everything. She could feel he was close, his dick twitching against her tongue as he continued to move her head, fucking her mouth at a steady pace as he continued playing the game. He was biting his bottom lip so hard to keep from making anymore noise, it would be suspicious if he just muted his mic, his friends are nosy and would ask questions.

Suddenly, a loud “FUCK!” left Jongho when his player was killed, loud enough to muffle the deep moan that left Yunho as he came, y/n swallowing every last drop of his release, tears slightly forming at the crease of her eyes due to Yunho pushing her head down as far as he could get her, y/n nose pressed against pelvis.

Yunho released the grip he had on her, his hand moving to cover his mouth as his breathing came out in shallow pants. Y/N gasped for her own breath, wiping at her face before crawling up into Yunho’s lap. He had to mute his mic then. “Are you fucking serious right now? Wooyoung is literally down the hall, my door is open and…”

“Shut up.” Y/N rolled her eyes at him because she honestly just didn’t give a shit anymore. They’d been sneaking around for over two months now and she was tired. So what if their friends found out? The worst they’d do is tease them before finding something else to throw dumb jokes at. “Besides…” she smirked, reaching without Yunho seeing her to unmute his mic. “you’re already getting hard again.”

If Yunho would just look at his computer screen he’d notice the way his friends players were no longer moving. If he wasn’t so distracted by the taste of himself lingering on y/n tongue as she kissed him, he probably would of noticed how Wooyoung, San and Jongho had all grown dead silent through his headset.

“Wait…” Yunho pulled his headset off, carelessly placing it onto his desk, pausing his game. He’d tell the guys he had to use the bathroom or something, whatever. He’d make something up. “Take this off.” He was pulling at y/n shirt, helping her take it off, tossing it behind him somewhere on the floor in his room.

Of course she had no fucking bra on, Yunho dove in, arms wrapping around her, helping y/n to get some friction through her pajama shorts against his dick as he pulled one of her nipples into his mouth.

“No teasing, you did enough of that yesterday.” Y/N pulled at his hair, yanking his head back, Yunho’s lips so plump, face flushed, ears red. “Just fuck me.” Yunho was so lost in her, the mere thought of having his dick buried inside her that he completely forgot his door was open, still no idea that his mic was not on mute.

“Look at you” Yunho was smirking now, hands gripping her waist to hold her still. “so desperate for my dick you almost got us caught.”

Almost? Y/N refrained from smirking back at his cluelessness, instead putting on her best pleading face, lips pouting, moaning his name as she could feel him, hard, pressing against her aching cunt through the silky lilac fabric of her shorts. “Come on, please…” She barely ever begged but she was damn horny. Another reason why she liked to push his buttons, angry Yunho was a complete turn on for her.

Yunho let her go, nodding his head at her as y/n was quick to crawl off his lap and remove her shorts, him lifting his hips in his chair just enough to give space to shove his sweatpants on down his legs, kicking them under his desk. “Ride me.” Yunho’s voice dropped, so deep it had y/n clenching around nothing as he guided her back to straddling him.

Yunho gripped a hand against one of the little arms of his gaming chair to help steady them as y/n own hands pulled herself up using his shoulder for leverage, Yunho’s other hand reaching to help guide his dick into her, moans leaving them both as he filled her to the hilt. Both of Yunho’s hands went to grip at her hips, y/n own going to tug at his hair, the other around his throat.

“Why are we still listening?” San exclaimed over his headset. The lewd noises echoing in their ears from Yunho’s end made it very clear what was going on. “Because it’s fucking hot.” Wooyoung stated, practically whimpering towards the noises of his roommates.

“Wooyoung, you fucking freak.” Jongho teased him before clearing his throat as a rather loud moan escaped Yunho, y/n name on his lips. “Dude, go do something! They’re your roommates.” He could go and tell them to shut the fuck up. The sound of them together a little too hot for all three of them listening. They all had a boner.

“Fuck…. you always feel me up so…. good….” Y/N was a gasping, crying mess. Legs shaking, breathless. She could feel her orgasm ready to burst with every touch of Yunho’s dick hitting her g spot. Her stomach was in knots, eyes practically crossed as he held her arms behind her, using his knees as leverage to pound into her from where she straddled him in his gaming chair.

Yunho was close too, thrusting sloppy and fast, kissing at any part of her skin he could reach from his position. “So fucking good….. so fucking good for me…” he was mumbling, moaning, whining against her throat.

“Mine.” He pulled back, smirking, pupils blown. “My brat.” Two more deep thrusts and y/n was coming with his name a scream ringing from her lips. Four more thrusts and Yunho was coming, filling her so fucking full his legs shook.

They both yelled, Yunho groaning when he broke the fall as their movements caused the chair to rock off balance, plummeting them both to the floor. Yunho’s arms were wrapped tightly around y/n, dick sliding out of her as she slipped up his body. Both of them were panting, breathless, both from post orgasm and the fall.

“Holy shit…” Wooyoung was standing in the doorway, gaze dark as he had been watching them from Yunho’s open bedroom door. It’s not like he meant to, he was gonna knock on Yunho’s door but then… well… he couldn’t fucking look away. His roommates were so fucking hot together. He knew they had to of noticed the prominent hard bulge in his loose black pajama pants.

“You guys want a third?”

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note: am I putting together a gamer yunho full story? well yes!

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[melminli]

Dirty Cash (Money Talks)

summary - you had nothing against your colleague, but you weren't stupid enough to be fooled by his innocent smile and appearance since you knew exactly what kind of corrupt person was hiding behind that costume. after all, you were wearing the same one.

pairing: (gong yoo/ji-cheol) the salesman x fem. recruiter reader

word count: 1.4k

contains: talk about gambling + death and murder, sexual tension?, crack and just evil morals tbh

a/n: i watched maybe the first fifteen minutes or so of bullet train, but i thought of the two funny dudes from it while writing this bcuz their dynamic was funny af. also, i will use the actor's name in this fic since the character itself doesn't really have an official one that was mentioned in the series!

You straightened your tie with your free hand while watching your train approach from the side. The station was always pretty empty at this hour, which saved you the jostling and squeezing as you entered. After that, you sat down comfortably with a light sigh - next to the free seat beside your devilishly handsome colleague. “Are you alright? Don't tell me that you had a exhausting day?” he asked you worriedly with his typical innocent smile on his face but you've known the guy for a while now and you knew exactly how dishonest he sounded right now.

You returned his gaze for a second, uninterested, before turning it back in front of you to observe your surroundings from the window. “Exhausting day? Don't make fun of me or I'll punch you in the face,” you replied monotone and Gong Yoo didn't doubt your statement for a second - or Ji-cheol as you preferred to call him since you weren't a big fan of nicknames. “I had a great time punching those bastards in the face one by one. It feels kinda therapeutic, so I'm actually feeling pretty good right now,” you told him, talking about the subject as if you were talking about the weather.

Your colleague grunted with delight at your good news. “And I would never disagree with you on that.” he said and then just watched your figure silently for a while before speaking up again. “Since you're in such a good mood, would you be willing to play a more private game between the two of us?” he suggested, making you look at him in utter disbelief.

“A private game? With you?” you repeated, amused and laughed in his face. “Hell, no. But don't worry, I'll let you know next time I want to get totally screwed by a freaky pervert,” you added, your voice dripping with sarcasm. Which will be, never.

“Come on, don't be like that,” he asked you sweetly. As sweet as the wolf who pretended to be the mother of the seven little goats before he ate them all one by one. “It's just a tiny, harmless game. It's been so long since we've played anything together.” he complained to you earnestly as if you actually cared, and you didn't.

Yeah, you remembered the last time very clearly, even if you would much rather prefer that you didn't. You hummed. “Is that so? Huh. I mean, it could be because you almost killed me in a fucking game of tic-tac-toe the last time, but that's just a theory.” You said with a shrug, clearly still resenting him for that. However, he just rolled his eyes unaffected by your grudge. “But you didn't, right? It was the other guy who got the bullet in his head.” He replied, not even remembering his name. Not that he had to.

You just glared at him while you rubbed your forehead. “Yeah, maybe. But I'm tired of risking my life just because it makes you horny and you can jerk off to it.” You made your feelings on the matter clear. “You know that the whole living on the edge of death thing isn't really my cup of tea. At least try to understand me a bit here, too.”

I suppose she's not entirely wrong, I could give it a try. I never thought about it like that before, did I? He thought to himself in his head as he ran his tongue over the back of his teeth while he pondered. How selfish of me. “So what exactly do I have to do, to convince you?” He asked you while he already had a few ideas in mind.

You grinned. “You know that very well, don't play dumb.” You demanded as you leaned closer to him so that he could hear what you were singing softly. “Money talks, money talks - dirty cash, I want you, and dirty cash, I need you, oh ~”

He raised an eyebrow, not particularly surprised. “So you want to play for money?” He repeated it, not outright rejecting your request. “Don't you have enough of that already? You're really insatiable when it comes to cash and now you want mine, too?” he joked just to get you worked up.

Though, you didn't get the slightest bit offended by what he said. “Can you ever have enough money? Besides, I'm not forcing you to give it to me, am I?” you said with a smile, already knowing that he would agree to your terms. “But if you want me to play with you, I want eight million won for every round I win.”

She's so greedy for someone who is already more than wealthy. “Aren't you exaggerating a bit? Most people don't earn that much in a month,” he continued his act of - whatever this was - because he just loved arguing with you.

“So? We both have the same salary, I know you can afford it,” you said, holding a hand in the air as soon as you felt that he wanted to stretch this unnecessary conversation even more. “You have to decide now what you want to do or I withdraw my proposal again.”

Gong Yoo closed his mouth and started grinning even wider. “You don't even want to know what kind of game I want to play?” he asked curiously, nodding and accepting whatever you wanted as soon as he saw that you actually weren't interested. You couldn't even imagine how gladly he gave in to you at this moment. “All right, I agree with your request.”

You stood up with your briefcase in hand after your station was announced. “Good. Text me when you have something in mind, I'll be there as long as it fits timewise.”

Your colleague continued to watch you with a look on his face that used to make you more than just uncomfortable back in the day - though, it didn't even bother you in the slightest now. “You don't want to accompany me to the...office?”

You smiled while the train started to slow down. “Au revoir, Ji-cheol.” you just said your goodbye to him and stepped out of the doors. You didn't even spare the poor guy a second glance when he waved his hand at you from the window. She can be so heartless sometimes, he thought to himself, even if you were like this pretty much all the time. I'll have to think of something good to ask for in return should I win. I'm definitely not going to hold back when there's this much money at stake.

You didn't give a second thought to anything as you made your way home after a day's work like any normal citizen would do. However, your steps slowed considerably when you noticed a beggar in your field of vision and even though the rest of the crowd ignored the man and his entire existence, you couldn't help but focus your full attention on him. You looked at your watch, I've been off work for a while now. But even then, you couldn't help but notice that he was one of the people on your list to recruit for the game. He'll still be here tomorrow, but I don't mind another round of Ddakji. I love money more than anything - but I'm not doing this job for only that.

“Excuse me,” you spoke to the man with a polite smile on your face, and he only submissively avoided your gaze as he listened to you. After all, one rarely approached people like him and why would they? He held his cup of loose change out in front of him, probably expecting you to give him a small donation, but you wanted to give him so much more than that. Even if the guy didn't know it right now - you wanted to give him another chance in life, so that he wouldn't continue to be just a miserable failure.

You ignored his donation cup. “I was wondering if you might have a moment because I'd like to make you an offer,” you continued politely and the man met your gaze at that. Yeah, you were really looking forward to what was about to happen - after all, you were known for letting your opponent only win if you allowed them to.

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Demon Brothers as Doms Headcanons

Here it is, as requested by anon! I don't know if these are better or worse than the demon bros as subs version... I honestly can't tell lol. But hopefully you guys enjoy them. I will be doing the side characters, too, so stay tuned for that.

GN!MC x the demon brothers

Side Characters as Doms Bros as Subs

NSFW MDNI

Note: We got another paragraph of warnings. Some of them are a little more detailed, but most of them are just mentioned.

Warnings: Sub!MC, bondage, blindfolds, gags, multiple orgasms, edging, orgasm denial, overstimulation, manhandling, begging, praise, degradation, dirty talk, spanking, collars, dacryphilia, tailfucking (and related tail stuff), drooling, jealousy, cockwarming, mirror sex, exhibitionism, toys, aphrodisiacs, magic stuff, blood kink, biting, size kink, food play, somnophilia, wet dreams, semi-public sex, after care, cuddling, and kissing. HOO BOY. I hope that's all of it, if not lemme know and I'll add stuff.

Lucifer

He has intense dom vibes and he knows it. He will be strict and harsh with you if that’s what you want, but if left to his own choices, Lucifer becomes a pleasure dom. All he really wants is to make you come over and over and over again. He doesn’t care what it takes, he’ll use his cock, his fingers, his tongue, anything and everything as long as it makes you cry out his name in ecstasy. He likes the way it makes his pride swell.

He’s a strong and powerful demon. If he wants you in a certain position, he will put you there himself. He has no problem manhandling you a little, but he’ll be careful about it. He very much enjoys tying you up and he’s a master at shibari. His other favorite thing is blindfolding you. He likes when you aren’t aware of when he’s going to touch you.

Lucifer is absolutely the type of demon that will do subtle things outside of the bedroom to make you crazy. A hand on the back of your neck, a brief squeezing of your arm, a whispered “behave” or even just a look that says everything. They’re all warnings - be careful, MC, or he’ll be dealing with you later in private.

He likes to be called sir, but he’s willing to discuss other options. He’s very bossy, though, and will give you orders constantly. If you’re good and compliant, he’ll reward you to the point where you’ll probably forget your own name. But if you’re a brat, he won’t hesitate to punish you. He likes to make you wait, so he might tie you up in his office and then not touch you while he works on his stacks of paperwork. He wants to see how long it takes you to start begging.

And begging does him in every time. Because the minute you break down and beg for him, his pride takes over. He’ll smirk and likely tease you and say something about how he’s not surprised that it didn’t take long.

But in the end, Lucifer likes to make you moan and cry and come, which means he’ll do whatever it takes to get you to do that. Do you have a praise kink? He will shower you with it while he’s deep inside you. Do you have a degradation kink? He will make a point of finding the words that make you clench around him in pleasure.

Mammon

Surprisingly good at being a dom, but far less restrained than Lucifer is. He’s going to do all kinds of things to get a reaction out of you, but the second you moan his name, he’s moaning right along with you. But not before he takes the time to get your full consent and makes sure you know all your safe words. He wants to go all out, but he wants you to feel safe with him.

Mammon is a bit too impatient to do things like tying you up intricately. He’s going to go for things like handcuffs or gags. He finds he likes the way you moan low in your throat when your mouth is otherwise occupied. Similarly, he loves when you suck on his fingers. He’ll remove them sooner than he expected, though, because he wants to listen to you beg.

He’s cautious at first, giving you easy orders to test the waters. If you’re generally obedient, he’ll push a little harder, go a little further, see just how much you can take. He will absolutely become a brat tamer, though, so if you’re more inclined to mouth off, you can expect swift punishment. He can’t take too much disobedience and he’ll get impatient with you quickly. Punishments can range from spankings to orgasm denial depending on how irritated he is. But they don’t last long because he just really wants to fuck you silly.

He’s constantly buying you things to wear. He obviously has a preference for gold, but whatever he just likes to see you on display in something nice. If you’ll wear a collar, he will absolutely be thrilled to buy you the nicest one he can find. It makes him a little crazy any time he catches a glimpse of it outside the bedroom.

The King of After Care. When things are calm again, he gets very clingy. He’s going to want to cuddle you all night, whispering in your ear about how good you were for him, asking you if you’re doing all right. If you endured punishment or any kind of pain, he’ll make sure you’re recovering from it. He just loves you so much, MC.

Leviathan

Surprises both you and himself by being a really good dom. It’s like he flips a switch and suddenly he’s all confidence, but it’s only possible with you. However, it can also get really intense really fast and he might not realize how far he’s going. Communication is key with Levi. You need it to even get him to start being more dominant to begin with, but then you also need it when he’s a little lost in the sauce.

Because he finds that dominating you makes him lose his whole mind. When you’re whimpering or begging, he just wants more and more. He loves to hear you whine his name. He likes it when you cry, so he will try to make it happen. He’ll use pain or insults or anything else he can find that will work. But if it does happen, he’ll get soft when he sees the tears on your cheeks. Then he’ll start praising you and telling you how perfect you are and how much he loves you.

He likes to use his tail for all kinds of things. He’ll wrap it around your body, pinning your arms to your sides, and put the tip of it in your mouth until you’re drooling around it. He’ll use it to spank you if he thinks you’re in need of punishment. But his favorite thing is just to fuck you with it.

To nobody’s surprise at all, Levi is a jealous dom. If you so much as look at someone else, he will notice and make you pay for it later. His favorite punishment method is orgasm denial. He’s trying to make you forget about anyone but him and he’ll ask you while he’s edging you who you’re thinking of. He wants to hear you cry and tell him that he’s the only one you ever think about.

Levi will definitely start out with degradation and some dirty talk - he’s likely going to tell you how much of a whore you are for him - but by the end of things, he’ll switch to praise. He starts to come out of dom mode and then he actually feels bad. Depending on how you react, he will likely apologize before pampering you to make up for all the nasty things he said. If you laugh at him about it, he’ll just blush. He gets embarrassed about how much he can lose himself. Don’t hold it against him, MC! He’s just obsessed with you.

Satan

By far the most balanced dom of all the brothers. He’s always so careful about keeping his wrath under control, the very last thing he would ever want to do is give in to it during a scene with you. It’s a tricky balance, but he manages to find a good middle ground. He focuses on you the most, but don’t think that means he’ll be lenient with you.

Satan is really good at interpreting how you’re feeling in the moment based on how you react to him. He’s able to tell when he should get more intense and when he should back off. As for himself, he prefers to control you with words. He’ll tie you up if you want him to, but he’s more interested in simply telling you what to do. And he’s clear about what will happen if you disobey.

Although he’s careful about keeping himself level headed when he’s punishing you, just know that he won’t hold back. There really isn’t any kind of punishment he isn’t willing to employ and he’ll find the one that has the most impact on you while still getting his message across.

Definitely prefers praise over degradation. He will be rambling the whole time he’s doing anything with you and it’s all romantic poetry. It starts out really flowery, but eventually kind of devolves into how perfect you are, how good you feel, etc. This is the guy who will spank you and recite sonnets to you at the same time, probably timing his swats with the iambic pentameter.

Satan also really enjoys cockwarming. He’ll have you sit in his lap while he reads, just to see how much you can take. Scolds you gently any time you move too much. Be good and hold still for him, MC. In the end, he’s the one who can’t take it, but he frames it as taking pity on you. You’re both probably aware of the truth, but neither of you will say anything. And anyway, you’re content to let him bend you over and pound into you if it means finally feeling that sweet relief.

Asmodeus

The most versatile of doms, he can be anything you want. You want him strict? Done. You prefer a soft dom? Easy. You just want him to make you come as many times as possible? It would be his pleasure.

If you’re too shy to tell him what you want, that’s okay, too. He’s able to feel out what will make you react the most. And that’s what he goes for. He just wants to experience you losing your mind over him.

He really can do it all, but he’s also going to bring his own flare to the situation. You have sooo much mirror sex. If you’re willing to try exhibitionism, he will really push the limits of that, too.

Asmo will also have a lot of toys, accessories, and clothing items. He’s always suggesting something new and interesting. You just won't believe what he found, MC! He likes to explore with you, to see what you’ll tolerate. This also includes things like aphrodisiacs or magic related things. He’ll always take care of you after you use something like that, but he’s often finding new things to try.

If you don’t really give him any guidelines and let him run the show entirely, he will step up to the challenge. It turns out he really enjoys making you submit to him. He finds he has a fascination with your blood. He loves the way it looks against your skin. He also loves to see it on his own lips, so you can be sure he’ll be drawing it by biting you.

Asmo really loves to tie you up and have his way with you. He enjoys sensory deprivation - blindfold, gag, etc. - he likes to keep you guessing. He wants you to react to his touch the most, loves the way you shiver in anticipation of what he’ll do next.

Mixes pleasure and pain so effectively, you almost can’t tell which one you’re experiencing. He’ll be using his fingers masterfully on your sensitive spots at the same time that he’ll be digging his nails into your back.

This is his area of expertise, so there’s no way he’s going to let you go with only one orgasm. He’s going to make sure you have multiple before he's done with you. He loves overstimulation. If you start crying, he’ll coo at you and wipe your tears, but he won’t stop.

Always doms in demon form. He can’t help it, he’s fully embodying his sin. No matter what he’s doing with you, he wants you to remember that you’re being dominated by the Avatar of Lust.

Beelzebub

The softest of soft doms. He’s not really into degradation, so he’s going to shower you with praise instead. He’s just going to mumble into your skin about how amazing you are and how lucky he is and so on and so forth. But don’t think that makes him a pushover.

Beel is a big strong demon and he will manhandle you. Probably his favorite thing is to just sit you in his lap and move you himself. You’re riding him, but he’s doing all the work.

He’ll tie you up if you want him to, but he’s more likely to use things like blindfolds or gags. Only one at a time, he doesn’t want you completely helpless. He secretly likes it when you struggle against him, so he likes to keep your hands free.

Beel has a bit of a size kink where he likes his partners smaller than him, which works out because he’s just generally much larger than most people. Even if you’re larger for a human, that’s still just a lil cutie to him. This kinda ties into the manhandling thing - he likes to pick you up and move you around himself. And he can do it, too, because of his size and strength. You might as well get used to it at this point.

He doesn't really enjoy inflicting pain. He's far more likely to use positive reinforcement than punishments. But if he has to get serious with you, it's going to be stuff like edging, orgasm denial, or overstimulation. If you're crying it's because of how he's making you feel, not because he's hurting you or insulting you. He finds it's just as effective, too.

If you ask, Beel will do pretty much anything you want. He'll work through the discomfort of hurting you if you enjoy it.

As always, Beel loves food. He'll involve any kind of food play he possibly can because he really can't help himself. It's like the ultimate expression of his sin - to involve food in these intimate moments with you.

Another one who will be incredibly attentive during after care. He wants to make sure you're okay. He will stay beside you as long as you need him. Probably brings you drinks and snacks, too. He's already been praising you all night, but prepare yourself for even more. You are everything to him, MC.

Belphegor

Kinda lazy for a dom, to nobody’s great surprise. He enjoys being one, but he tires out quickly. If he can make you do all the work, he will. Expect him to give you a lot of orders.

He really loves when you beg. He wants to see you on your knees and if you beg enough, he’ll fill your mouth with his cock. You look so good, MC.

He’ll leave you tied up and unattended, too. He’ll just sit there and watch you, see how much you can handle before he does anything.

Belphie is, of course, into somnophilia. If you give him the go ahead, it’s going to be any time he wakes up with you in his arms. If you’re still sleeping soundly, he wants you to stay asleep, he’ll just take care of things himself. But if you do wake up, he'll probably whisper quietly in your ear about how he's just making all your wet dreams come true. In fact, we also know Belphie can go into dreams, so… you can expect your normal dreams to become wet dreams if he shows up.

He likes exhibitionism and semi-public sex. He likes fucking you in places where you’re right next to other people, but you’re still trying to stay hidden. So he’ll use his hand to cover your mouth, trying to muffle your noises. But it’s only because he likes the way it feels to gag you that way. He doesn’t actually mind if you’re discovered.

He likes dirty talk and degradation. He will absolutely call you all kinds of filthy names. It’s not all like that, though, he’ll also throw in some praise. Especially when you’re whimpering beneath him and he's losing control because he feels so good. That's when he starts telling you how good you are.

Belphie is kind of an after care guy by default. After he's had his way with you, even if he was really rough (which he probably was), he just wants to snuggle and cuddle and sleep. He'll also kiss you slowly and softly and lazily because he likes the way your lips feel.

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