#begging yall to stop being boring

[beloved-ending]

female characters shouldn’t have to be a “smart kind pretty queen girlboss” to be liked. let female characters have flaws. let female characters be mean or cowardly or vicious or have a terrible personality. let female characters kill people. let female characters be ugly or have scars or have terrible sense in fashion. let them show weakness and cry. forgive female characters. cry over their trauma and make excuses for their actions. praise female characters for the bare minimum. love female characters even at their worst.

[comradecowplant]

I believe Kamala- despite every word she has ever spoken on the matters- is actually deeply pro-Palestine, pro-trans & overall a progressive hero, because I understand that when democrats say repugnant reactionary things while campaigning they are actually lying! which is good & normal for so-called democratic elections!!!!! if you listen to the gnomes who live inside my walls you'll understand her real values, which she'll totally pinky promise act upon once you reward her lies & elect her! you dumb third party voters would understand this if u payed attention in civics class 💅💅💅

[youaremysunshine-court]

The type of insomnia that wakes you up 3 hours before sunrise

[kentoxo]

PLEASEEE JM BEGGING PLEASEEE. MAKE THE SMUTTIEST SMUT OF MEGUMI X F READER. Like I need it to be disgusting and vile. (Im so horny rn I’m sorry.) make them go round after round🤤 tit grabbing and everything.

I UNDERSTAND THE ASSIGNMENT

pairing: reader(f) x bf!megumi (aged up)

synopsis: he doesn't just want you-- he needs you. after you had spent days back home, you were not anticipating the beast that brewed in your apartment.

warnings: tit play, fingering, overstimulation, rounds of sex

a/n: YALL I GOT A COLD! this weather change ruined me but it will not stop me from my destiny (of writing smut). sorry this took me so long to get to xo

It wasn't like it was that long. What was it, 4 days? Family called you home, and you couldn't refuse after hearing the longing in their voices. Megumi made futile attempts to keep you home, but you had to go see your family. You remember tying up his now long hair, his face grumpy and he wouldn't make eye contact.

You finally returned, and the house was particularly quiet. Getting yourself situated by the door, you proceed into your apartment slowly, the pit pats of your slippers being the only sound. "Megumi?" You call out quietly, hoping your voice didn't intrude in the still silence.

Finding your way to your shared bedroom, you noticed the door was slightly ajar. You push the door open quietly, but the creaking made you known. Sat on his side of the bed with a small book in hand, Megumi looks up and his eyes widen.

You barely get to say a word, as he wastes not a moment of his time. Strong arms shelter you, his chiseled chin sat calmly on the top of your head. You wrap your own arms around him, closing your eyes to melt in his embrace. He smells of vanilla and cardamom. "Your hair looks messy," you murmur against his chest, smiling warmly to yourself.

"Hadn't fixed it since you left," Megumi responds curtly, his fingertips denting lightly into your back. "Didn't care 'nough to." He tightens his hold around you, his warmth taking you over. "Why didn't you call me? I would have picked you up."

"It wasn't necessary," you hum, "I took a cab." As you melted more in his hold, you felt his hands snake down to your bum. His face lowers into the crook of your neck, lightly chapped lips leaving kisses there. You weave your fingers into his hair, tilting your head to give him better access. "Babe..."

"m'sorry, I should ask first," Megumi whispers in a raspy voice. He brings your free hand over to his bulge, guiding you to rub the limb up and down. "I've missed you s'much... may I?"

You giggle, lifting Megumi's head from your neck. Obsidian eyes bore into your own, his cheeks flushed pink. It took a long time for Megumi to openly express himself to you. And yet still, he was unable to take what he wanted without the need to ask. "You need not ask," you whisper, "I'm yours, Megumi."

His eyes narrow down, trying to find true confirmation in your gaze. But your eyes don't relent, and flames begin to dance in his eyes. You loved how respectful he is, but you two have been dating for too long for him to still ask permission to love on you. Especially when he was starving for you and your body.

Without wasting another moment, he hastily tosses you onto the bed. Your heart races from his sudden movements as desperate fingers begin to discard your clothing one by one. In seconds, you were just in your undergarments. He simply looks down, his lips practically salivating at the very sight of you. His hands cling to the center of your bra, dragging them opposite directions until it ripped. Your breaths poured out, a throaty moan leaving your mouth. "was that necessar--"

Before you could dare finish, Megumi's hungry lips entrap yours. Between kisses, he begins to strip himself, revealing to you the toned body, defined abs, and intense scarring ornate all over his body. You felt dirty to admit it, but seeing his scars turned you on. You'd never let that slip out, not even to your own soul.

Pulling away, Megumi stands upright once more and looks down at your body once more. Hungry eyes stared at your breasts as they bounced with every motion he did to take off your panties. "baby," Megumi begins quietly, "please let me know if i'm too rough. but, i'm going to fuck you so hard that you'll never leave without me again."

With that, he sits at the headboard of the bed, grabs a firm hold of your hips and lifts you towards him. A pool had long developed between your legs, and he knew it. "ass up for me." You lay your torso, but perk your ass up in front of him per his demand. Once you did, three fingers jam inside your leaking flower.

"h-hey!" You gasped, unprepared for his immediately quick pace. Megumi's bony fingers thrust into your pussy, your precum coating his hand in minutes. He curled his hands to drag his finger tips against your g-spot, earning him scratchy moans from you. "babe-- megumi-- it's t-too much, t-too soon to--"

You didn't want to come yet-- it would be too embarassing, and Megumi knew that. But his fingers didn't relent, and you could feel your climax coming. "i need you to finish for me right now, beautiful."

"b-but...!" You say painfully. You wanted to come with his dick inside you-- not like this in the half hour you've been home. "megumi, please--!"

"now," he demanded, with his free hand giving your ass cheek a burning spank. In moments, bursts of juice leave your cunt, the warm water dragging down to your clit, threatening to drip. Your chest heaved desperately against the best, sheets curled forcibly between your fingers.

You were prepared to be annoyed, when Megumi suddenly takes your hips and sits you down onto his cock. You writhe, your back arching against his torso. You let out strings of curses, only to be quieted by Megumi's fingers filling your mouth. The taste of your cum met your tongue as Megumi's rough fingers played with it. Your ass dragged against his pelvis, and his long, thick limb filled you up kindly.

"t-too much...!" You mewl, your toes curling from being suddenly filled. Your tight walls made Megumi dizzy, as he had been dreaming of fucking you the minute you left for your trip. He gently thrusts into you, making you hop lightly up and down his cock. As he did, his large hands scoop up your breasts. They were still warm, and slightly sweaty since you recently 'removed' your bra.

"mm, so perfect," Megumi hums against the back of your neck. He teases you, peppering hot kisses on your neck. He aggressively massages your breasts, overstimulating you in the process. Despite your pleas, you didn't want to stop him (not like you could anyways). His fingers clenched your breasts desperately, moving them every which way while your buds were being clamped and pulled at by the interdigits.

You felt light headed, unable to stop the tight hold on Megumi's thighs as he gently fucked you. His hands were the opposite, pulling and tugging your mounds, rubbing teasingly at the crevice's under your breasts. Teeth finally met your neck, with a series of sucking and nibbling to ensue.

"m'gonna cum-- again..!" You spew out, your body unable to itself. You squirmed around his cock just enough to add to the friction and force you to finish around his ever-horny cock. "megumi..." you moan slowly, but his silence made you realize that it was not over. "h-hey--!"

He pushes you against the best, positioning you as you once were when he was fingering you to your first orgasm. Firm hands take hold of your hips as he suddenly slams his cock right back inside of you. It slid it quickly, with a heavy coating of two of your orgasms all over his aching member. You claw at the end of the bed while your boyfriend fucked your lights out.

"come again, love," Megumi demands firmly. His fingertips dig into your sides, his pace a little too quickly for you to be able to recover at all. "get tight 'round me." Your pussy was burning, the overstimulation clouding your vision. But Megumi was fucking that 3rd orgasm out of you, whether you liked it or not. With a final and deep thrust, you felt your pussy clench tightly around him, with more cum seeping out of your used cunt.

But he wasn't ready to let you go just yet. He stands the both of you up, bringing you over to the large mirror you thrifted years ago. He knew your legs were weak already, but he hasn't come yet. And this night would never end until he does. You eye yourself in the mirror, your neck and shoulders ornate with hickies, and your nipples bruised a light purple. There were red markings all over your breasts after Megumi's attack. Your legs held a shine, with your cum slowly making its way down to your calves.

Without a word, Megumi put his hand on your back and silently makes you bend over. His hands find their way to your ass, and he spreads it so he can fill you up once again. In a second, his phallus fills you up once again, and you could feel the burning sensation tug at the bottom of your stomach. "megumi..." his name left your mouth in a whimper, a horny cry.

Getting back into his rhythm, Megumi's hands find their way to your wrists and pulls them back. He forces you to arch your back once more, your eyes clouded from your state of painful ecstasy. His strokes are sloppy but still consistent, considering his pent up stress and now exhaustive state.

"m'so close... so fuckin close," Megumi growls between gritted teeth. "your pussy takes me so well..." You watch your breasts bounce with each thrust. Your body was searing, waiting eagerly for his orgasm. "im gonna fill you up, mm, okay beautiful?"

You nod tiredly, incoherent sounds being the only thing you could muster. He thrusts so deeply that his tip threatens to touch your womb. But finally, his pelvis presses against your ass, and he shoots his load between your searing walls. You finish simultaneously, your body finally giving out. But Megumi pulls out and catches you, guiding you over to the bathroom for a nice, warm shower.

As he sits you down on the toilet to prepare the bath, he looks back at you and chuckles. You were leaned against the wall beside the toilet, eyes closed with sweat collecting all over. "Next time, pack me in your luggage," Megumi advises in a monotone voice.

You suck your teeth, earning another laugh from him.

[woodle-isbae]

dom tutor armin x reader PLEASE

Feeding yall b4 I dissappear again

Its really hard to understand math , why exactly are there so many formulas and even more numbers . You couldn't even focus during tutoring , not because he was boring but because of the way he spoke , the little crack his voice has when he calls for your attention. And the way he looks. Your Tutor was some Nerd you begged to help you in the library , and how could he say no to the way your doe eyes looked up at him and the little pout? he'd be the dumbest man alive to reject that offer.

''C'mon y/n. You need to focus , we have a test coming up.''

He sighed , setting down his pen and rubbing the bridge of his nose , he was tired having stayed later than usual. He wanted to help you as best as he could and decided if he stayed a bit longer he could help you study even more.

''It just doesn't make sense Minie.''

The nickname you gave him lingered on your tongue , eyebrows knit together while you pouted , getting frustrated from not being able to understand. He gave you an almost sorry look , knowing that you were almost ready to cry from the confusion.

''okay...look , why don't you get us something to drink , a water or a coffee..?''

You nodded and left your room , wanting to do anything that wasn't Math , you contemplated what to get and what he would prefer. opting out for a coffee , even if it would take some time to make you still did it, needing the boost of energy.

after what felt like forever you got the two warm drinks in hand and waltzed back into your room , The blond sitting on your bed while he scrolled on his phone , lifting his head up and thanking you for the drink. You guys took a small break , discussing about things besides why you guys are here , swinging side so side in your chair until Armin said it was time to begin again.

''I...wanna try to teach you differently''

he patted the space next to him on the bed , grabbing the textbook while you sat down. He told you to read outloud the formulas and definitions , doing as told until your words got caught in your throat , his lips grazing over your next and hand pressed on your thigh .

''Continue.''

You stuttered at some words , his lips leaving soft kisses of your shoulder and neck , his hand trailing more and more up your thigh until his thumb grazed your clothed cunt.

''Armin , wait-''

''shh..Your doing good.''

You couldn't even tell what you were saying anymore , the task that had you occupied long gone from your mind , only focusing on the way his fingers dipped into your panties and played with your clit.

''Open your legs more for me.''

And that you did , the book you held tossed somewhere onto your bed , hands gripping onto his blond locs. His other hand occupied , cupping your breast and pinching at your nipple.

He stopped what he was doing , tugging at your shirt for you to take it off along with your skirt , you swiftly removed the articles of clothing and sat infront of him with your legs slightly parted.

"Relax f'me..yeah.?"

You nodded , pupils blown out while you watched him move closer to you , placing a soft kiss on your nipple while his fingers continued their frantic movements

"Y'know Y/n...I couldn't resist saying no that day...the way you looked up at me , I could've bust one out right then and there."

He breathed out into your neck , sucking soft marks as he sped up his pace. His movements making a sudden halt , he shifted down lower and lower until face to face with your core.

"Thank you for serving me."

He said before diving in face first , mouth working on your clit while his fingers pumped into you. The overwhelming sensation catching you off guard.

Your legs locked around his head , hips jerking into and away from his face , a flash of white taking over your sight as your senses basically went numb.

"That's it...breath in 'n out for me."

He placed soft kisses on your clit and up your thighs , making his way up your torso until his head rested on your chest.

"Do you think that was enough studying for today?"

You smirked , hands planted on each side of his face.

"I mean..I do have a Biology test soon aswell.."

"Say less"

[chericos]

Quite the stretch — luffy

drabble

cws; nsfw.(not again…), cunnilingus(oral) edging, hair pulling(giving& receiving), mirror sex, small power trip(not toxic), exhibitionism(on the ship), idk how to tag sorry yall.. post-timeskip, idk OP plot, tell me if I missed anything!

The room felt hot and sticky. The smell of sweat and sex was a perfect mix. You’ve been locked in this room with the ship's captain for hours, he was insatiable. It would've been sweet, the way he desired you like you were the only one made for him. Like you were all he ever needed. It would've been sweet. If it wasn't for the way he manhandled you; 

Luffy grips your hair, pulling your hanging head back up to the pathetic sight of your ruined body in the mirror. Your vision is blurred but you can make out the appearance of your disheveled hair, dilated pupils, and… Was that drool running down your lips? You raise your gaze to the man who made you like this, a resemblance of a smile formed on his lips as he stared down at your fucked out form.

“Aww, don’t look away now. I want you to see how good I make you feel baby” he chuckles. 

“Please don't– mmph- don't tease…” your words are slurred, practically drunk on the way he ruts into you. Luffy leans forward, his chest pressed up against your back while his lips ghost over your ear. You can hear every moan and whine that comes out of him, it makes your body shiver when he lets out a whimper. 

His arm travels down, giving a quick squeeze to your breast before reaching your stomach. He slows down his relenting pace making you cry out; “nononono… please, d-don't stop… m’so close please luffy,” He can’t help but laugh at your endless babbling. You're so good to him, so soft and sweet. And your cunt always squeezes him in a way that leaves his head thrown back. You were perfect. And he was going to make sure you felt as good as you made him feel.

He pushes into you slightly, his hand pressing into your abdomen. “Can you feel me? So deep inside oh you ha- you feel so good wrapped around me,” you let out a faint whimper, eyes closing, not being able to stare at yourself like this. His other hand goes to grasp your chin, a silent order for you to keep your eyes open.

“Do I feel good too? Fuck– please, tell me, nghh need to hear you.” Luffy whines, his eyes bore into yours from the fogged mirror in front of the both of you. “Mhmm, m’so good, you feels’ good– fuck,” your eyes roll to the back of your head as he picks up his speed. He was pounding into you, hitting your cervix with each thrust. Fuck, you were so close.

But before you could cum he slowly slips his cock out of you, you let out a small whimper at the loss. Your eyes open, ready to beg him to keep going, that you were so close, that you need him to finish fucking you before you feel him flipping you onto your back in one swift movement. You're delirious, gaze unable to focus until you feel his head rest against your leg.

His arm is wrapped snugly around your thigh as he slides his fingers along your folds, playing with you before parting them, glancing up at you as your legs quiver against his broad shoulders. “So sensitive.” He mocks lightly. His lips ghost over your clit, and the laugh he lets out sends vibrations to your core. 

Luffy is relentless when it comes to eating you out. His face stays pressed firmly between your quivering thighs, the tip of his tongue flicking and swirling around your clit before he leans in to press sloppy kisses to the sensitive area. “You taste as sweet as you look” Your hands start to tangle themselves into his hair, tugging and pulling as he keeps working his tongue into you.

“You're mmh ‘so mean” you whine, legs thrashing on the bed. Tears start to prick in the corner of your eyes from the overstimulation. It was too much, you couldn’t keep on going like this.

“Don’t cry pretty girl, just wanna make you feel good. Do you feel good baby?” Luffy paused, tilting his head to look at you. “So’so good, please– don't stop!” the octaves of your moans increase the closer you get. A sign that Luffy took for him to work on you faster. Your thighs clench around his head as you come undone. Your throat is dry and your voice is hoarse after moaning for hours on end.

Luffy continues to lick and prod at you for a while longer before removing his mouth from your clit with a pop. You’re both panting heavily, chests heaving, and heads dizzy. You’re so out of your mind that you barely register the words that leave his lips;

“Looks like we made a mess, let me clean it up”

This was going to be a long night.

this is based on an extremely old convo I had with @niangi; "yk how Luffy is like, really stretchy?"

"sure?"

"do you think he can stretch his-"

"stop."

not beta-read or edited

[cjlouwho]

some of yall have never had a problematic fave and it shows!!

i got an ask i'm not going to post but it does beg the question: why do you want every character to be perfect? that's so boring and so unrealistic! every single person that exists is flawed! no one says or does the right thing all the time. no one has perfect opinions. no one has a perfect history. what matters is how a person grows. how/what they learn from their flawed past. the ways they try to change and become better people.

yes, this is about tommy btw... i will never understand anyone who thinks he isn't good enough for buck because of his flawed past. are we ignoring buck's own past when we think of this? he stole a firetruck to have sex in it, cheated on his girlfriend, shoved his date back into the closet because he didn't want eddie to know he was on a date with a dude. there's not a single character on 911 who is without flaws, and thank god for that! and we don't need to see tommy groveling and being shameful of who he was. we already saw that he patched things up with chimney and hen. already saw them hanging out after a shift, laughing with one another, hen so comfortable with him that she shoves his face into a cake. they don't hate him. he doesn't need to hate himself.

fictional characters aside, it really sucks to see how many people judge others based on their past. i was a really sucky human 15 years ago. in all the ways. a lot of it was from the way i was raised, other stuff from my own ignorance. it took literally years to work through my own hatred and biases, and i hope to never stop learning and growing. but i will also not dwell in my own past and constantly be miserable because i wasn't always who i am now.

[roturo]

gojo satoru as a sugar daddy

- gojo wasn’t the best as a sugar daddy AT FIRST. he would get bored of any sugar babies he had, they wouldn’t be “fun enough”

- until you came to his life

- he sees you as a goddess, as his muse, as his art, every piece of your body seems perfect to him

- he would spoil you with everything you want, clothes, makeup, a car? you get it, you want a dog? for sure, but you also want a cat? he will give you 10.

- and to say he would be possessive of you, HE IS. he wouldn’t even let you go alone to any place, maybe with friends, yes, but oh, there’s a boy going with you? he will say you need some protection, since there’s a “strong curse going around the city”

- would love showing his affection towards you every chance he gets, holding hands, pecks everything you try to speak to him, hugs, or just staying by your side.

- loves showing you off to his friends, co-workers, to anyone actually, even random people on the street, you’ll get embarrassed but that would make him even prouder of having you as his girl.

- he will buy you a lot of sweets, cakes, candy, lollipops, mochis, everything. most likely he would end up eating every of them before you can give the first bite.

- he LOVES going shopping with you, giving him a small runaway with those little dresses you put a show for him.

NSFW

- he would probably end up fucking you in the dress room of how pent up he gets seeing you.

- and that’s another thing he loves, semi-public sex.

- seeing you struggling to talk while he’s fingering you down the table? oh yes baby.

- marking you as his, only his. with love bites, bruises, a bite here and there.

- he would punish you if you don’t moan for him, he doesn’t care if you’re in a public place, it makes him harder think everyone knows he’s making you his. they wish to have at least just a touch of yours in them.

- he has a breeding kink. loves to see you full of his cum. sometimes when both of you decide to have a quickie, he wouldn’t clean you and would just pull your panties up so his cum can stay there. making your panties wet.

- dacryphilia? obviously. loves knowing you’re crying because of how good he’s making you feel. such a good girl for him.

- he’s a switch. AND BEFORE YALL GET TO ME LISTEN!!!!, he’s more on the side of a dom, but maybe some days he loves when you’re teasing him, and making him beg to cum in your pussy. he would cry at the feeling of release after finally you let him cum and thrust into you. or when you’re giving him a handjob, and he’s almost at his climax, but you suddenly stop, he becomes a cry baby for release. he wouldn’t admit outloud he loves being a sub sometimes.

- and that brings me to cockwarming. his favorite thing to do while he’s filling some papers up. which, he’s likely not doing that, maybe just doing little drawings at the pages, but you don’t need to know that, that’s a work for ijichi. he just loves the feeling of your warm cunt hugging his cock.

- loves seeing you struggle to not to move since he wouldn’t let you cum if you did. following daddy’s rules. such a good girl for him.

- he would love having a family with you, obviously when both of you get older, and he would love seeing you full of him, to later seeing you having his child. he might get obsessed with the idea of you being a mommy, so he would try every night fucking you in a mating press just to make sure you get pregnant.

- this boy has A LOT of stamina, he would go for at least 6 rounds, the 7th one he would go slower, 8th one, almost sleeping when you’re probably already asleep, 9th round, his cock is sore and overstimulated of coming so much, probably just staying inside of you. 10th round, and that’s enough baby.

- overstimulation? OF COURSE!!! for both sides, loves overstimulating you, and loves being overstimulated.

- and to finish, he’s really sweet at aftercare, would get a bath ready for you, to probably just fucking you again, but he would still take care of you!! massaging your sore body, washing every corner of it, doing your skin care, making you’re hydrated, and finally putting you to sleep <3

[thelov3lybookworm]

You Think I Wanted This? (Part 2)

Part 1

Summary: The wedding day has arrived.

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A/n: Ehehe im so excited for yall to read this aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh

anyways, enjoy!

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If there was one word that could describe the situation around the palace, it would be chaos. But ten times worse.

The time was flying by, and it was getting incredibly hard to keep herself from screaming in frustration. The anxiety building up in her, the worries... it was hard to focus on anything.

The wedding would take place today in the great hall in just a few hours, and Y/n could not stop the tremor in her hands.

The only thing that comforted Y/n was the fact that Cam was now present with her, in the Palace, having returned from Basgiath during the leave granted before his second year.

Due to being the son of the king, he had been granted some leniency so he could attend Y/n's wedding.

That, and the books Y/n was forced to read, being a healer.

All alone in her room now, all she could do was read through the boring texts again, because that was the only way she could stop thinking about the inevitable ruining of her life.

A knock startled Y/n, and she glanced at the small clock she kept on her desk, frowning when she realised there was still, at the very least, an hour until the maids came to get her ready.

Standing, she called out. "Yes?"

"May I come in?" The voice was unmistakably female, with the confidence of someone far older an experienced than the owner of the voice should have been.

Y/n walked over, opening the door a crack to find Violet Sorrengail waiting, her hair in a messy braid hanging over one shoulder.

Y/n blinked, then opened the door wider, letting her in.

"Sorrengail, what brings you here?"

Violet took a deep breath, letting the door fall shut behind her before speaking.

"Did you ask to be married to Xaden?"

Y/n blinked, taken aback. "Xaden? Why would I want to be married to him?"

Violet sighed, frustration evident in the dark circles under her eyes and the tension in her shoulders. Now that Y/n looked closely, she looked like she had not showered or had a meal in years.

"I- you were staring at him that day like- like you wanted him, and then right after the king announced your marriage and..." Violet took a deep breath, looking like she would have a panic attack any moment. And despite the fact that this girl was involved with Y/n's soon to be husband, that they had something going on, maybe even feelings involved, all Y/n felt was pity for her.

Y/n sympathised with the girl, but there was nothing Y/n could do to comfort her than give false words of hope.

"Look, Sorrengail, there is nothing I can do. I am sorry, I truly am, but I can't put a stop to this wedding, if that is what you are here for."

"But you didn't even try!"

Y/n crossed her arms, rubbing between her brows, realising Violet had been trying to hold in her emotions all along and she was not here for a friendly chat over tea.

"I know the consequences I would have had to bear for objecting, and the wedding would still have happened because no one goes against the king's words."

"You are his daughter! He would have-"

"And you are a grown woman, who, I hope, understands what consequences are. So I am not going to sit here and explain to you what would have happened if I'd done what I wanted to two hours before the betrothal takes place." Y/n glanced at the clock to make sure she had the right timing before turning towards the door, reaching out to clutch the handle.

"You didn't even try." All anger had dissipated from the rider's voice, and the tears in her eyes made her look like she was ready to fall to her knees and beg for Xaden to be freed.

Y/n clenched her eyes shut, knowing if she watched Violet cry, she would do end up doing something very stupid, and that something was definitely going to get her killed.

"I am sorry Violet, but there is nothing I can do other than to tell you to return, go to someplace that brings you peace, and stay away from the palace for atleast two days."

The fire of rage again lit up in Violet's eyes, and she stomped forward just as Y/n opened the door for her to leave.

"Fuck you." Violet cursed, and Y/n did not bat an eye at the words as she clicked the door shut behind her.

With a sigh, Y/n returned to her desk.

Not long after, someone again knocked on the doors, though this time it was the servants arriving to get Y/n dressed up all pretty for the ceremony.

Y/n let go of her textbook and let the attendants fuss over her, the mannerisms of a princess that had been drilled into her since she was born keeping her from complaining everytime they pulled her hair too harshly.

Kept her quiet even when the corset was too tight.

Kept her quiet even when all she wanted to do was cry and ask what the purpose of all this was.

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Violet's pov.

The crowd was silent, watching the bride walk down the aisle who only had eyes for the groom. Some of the held appreciation for what the girl had managed to achieve, some held scorn in their hearts for her getting married to the son of a coward and betraying the kingdom.

Her eyes remained unwavering, her long hair running down her straight back, hands clutching at the small bouquet of flowers.

She was beautiful, Violet had to admit.

The groom too stared at the bride, his hands folded neatly behind his back, and though his expression remained neutral, his eyes spoke volumes about his happiness regarding this marriage.

At least the two of them knew nothing could come out of this marriage, and no one would be disappointed after the outcome turned out to be hatred.

The moment the bride took her position at the podium, the priest started speaking.

After long minutes of droning, the bald priest finally asked the question that the groom, bride and Violet all dreaded.

"Do you, Xaden Riorson, take Y/n Tauri, to be your wife?"

Violet's breath caught in her throat as she stared at the tense Lieutenant, who, if possible, tensed even more as he answered.

"I do."

"Do you, Xaden Riorson, swear to be loyal throughout this marriage to your wife?"

At that, Xaden jerked, his head turning a little towards where Violet was standing, but then he stopped himself and stared again at his to be wife.

"I do."

The princess blinked in confusion, and her eyes slowly swept the crowd as she searched for something.

Violet moved, trying to conceal herself behind the pillar she was standing next to.

Of course, the two girls met eyes before Violet could be successful.

Violet watched as exasperation and pity filled Y/n's eyes, and Violet lifted her chin in confidence she didn't feel.

"Do you, Y/n Tauri, take Xaden Riorson, to be your husband?"

Violet watched as the princess swallowed and spoke, no other sign of hesitation or anxiousness in sight. "I do."

"Do you, Y/n Tauri, swear to be loyal throughout this marriage to your husband?"

"I do."

The lack of hesitation almost made Violet feel bad, because the certainty that dripped from the princess's voice told Violet that even if Xaden continued to pursue Violet behind close doors, the princess would stay loyal to him.

Almost.

"I now pronounce you two married. You may kiss the bride."

Violet held Y/n's stare until Xaden was right in her face, and then she closed her eyes, and let him kiss her.

Violet turned away, walking out of the huge doors and making her way to the flight field near the palace.

She knew she should have heeded the princess's advice, but she couldn't stop herself from seeing him get married by her own eyes.

Even if the bride was not who Violet wished.

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@artists-ally @riddlesb1tch

Xaden Taglist: @sidrapotter @anniiittttaa @pirana10 @harrystylesfan2686

[spikedhe4rt]

dating dallas hcs??

Dallas Winston x Reader Headcannons 🪐🪐

A/N: Hope you enjoy this. I just want to say, I love you guys so much. Thank you for all the support and patience! My request box is always open! <3

✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

❥ You guys met at bucks, you were a bartender and he lives there.

❥ He started to talk to you randomly because he was just bored.

❥ It turned into hours and hours of conversation and you guys just hit it off.

"Im Dallas Winston, Im sure you've-" You quickly interrupted with a sarcastic eye roll. "Yes, Ive heard of you. You say that to all the girls in town". He shook his head with a grin. "Nah, only the pretty bartenders." Cue another eye roll

❥ You were a fire cracker and he loved that about you.

❥ Yall became close to the point, he would rant to you about Sylvia. You had to hide your jealousy every time.

❥ You were talking to him about some rude person at work and he truly realized how beautiful you are. He really sat and stared for a hot minute.

"I wanted to punch that asshole so- Hello? Earth to Dallas fucking Winston?"  he jumped slightly at your words before cooly nodding.  "Im listening..."

❥ He was honestly conflicted about his feelings for you.

❥ It wasn't until you went on a date with someone else, he confessed.

"Dallas, whats your problem?" You didn't get why he was being such an asshole today. "Why didn't you come over today!?" he said angrily. "I had a date, y'know that!" he shrugged "Exactly!"

"It was just a movie and-" He looked at you with what felt like a hurt expression "and you didn't need to be with him. I like you." His hand came to the sides of your face and fiercely kissed you.

❥ You guys started dating after that. You guys never officially asked eachother, you just felt it.

❥ Getting to wear his Christopher.

❥ Walking around together with his arm around you.

❥Him never letting you walk around alone because he gets worried.

❥ The only time he will let you touch his hair is when you're stressed bc he's know you love it

❥ He leaves the biggest hickeys on you.

❥ His love language is acts of service.

❥ You not understanding half the stuff he says because the accent but you know he means well.

❥ He calls you doll and sweetheart.

❥ Always getting flustered when you patch him up bc he claims you have to sit on his lap to do it.

"Dallas, I don't need to sit on your lap to do this. You're fine just sitting on the counter" you say with a eyeroll.

❥ When you guys sleep together, he always ends up holding you.

❥ Movie dates

✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

❥ When in missionary, he props your legs on his shoulders so you can feel him deeper.

❥ He use's overstimulation as a punishment and reward.

- "Dally please, its too much." You pant out as Dally brings you to your peak for what seems like the 3rd time. "Weren't you just begging to cum like a pathetic slut after I said no" His thrusts became faster as you moaned out. "You can take it, sweetheart."

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

- "Dally please, more!" You plead for another orgasm, feeling so good that you don't want it to end. You clench around him, moaning out. "You want more, huh? Ill give you whatever as long as you keep being a good girl for me." He continued to fuck you till you both were spent.

❥  He spanks/smacks your ass raw when he hits it from the back.

❥ Leaves loves bites all over your chest.

❥ Loves to tell you everything he going to do to you.

"Oh fuck, Dally faster!" you mewled as he fingered you. His two digits were hitting your g-spot with every thrust. "You like that, huh? Im not gonna stop till you cum all over my fingers."

❥  When he eats you out, he sucks your clit just right and he knows it too.

❥ Has a degrading and praise kink.

"Such a pretty little slut for me"

[typicalopposite]

Got an idea I will flesh out into a more coherent full length fic closer to Halloween BUT imagine with me if you will…

Buck wanting to go to this haunted house… attraction or the real deal whichever.. and he wrangles in the whole team. (Tommy, Eddie, Hen, and Chim)

They go and on the way they are listening to scary stories, and the three believers are sharing experiences and so hyped up… meanwhile Tommy and Eddie are like … 🙄🙃 yall are ridiculous gullible scaredy cats.

So they arrive at the place. (Let’s go with an attraction but it’s AT a supposedly haunted place) and the believers are screaming and running and swearing they see/hear/smell(?) things not part of the experience! They are having a blast but also scared out of their minds… and the whole time Tommy and Eddie are still 🙄🙃

They disprove all the “real” activity. They call out the cheesy fakeness of the actors/jump scares… and by the end Buck Hen and Chim are pouty from the two being party poopers (Chim’s words) and boring.

So…

Buck gets an idea… a way to really see if they are as brave and non-believing as they insist they are.

He finds a school… abandoned after the earthquake, but it had been claimed to be haunted even when it was open to students. It was built over a cemetery and was extremely eerie and supposedly super active; especially now that the ground was split open beneath it and the graves were disturbed.

“One night,” Buck proposes. “From sunset, to sunrise… you two last without experiencing anything, and we will stop giving you shit about being skeptics.”

Tommy rolls his eyes, says this is juvenile and probably illegal (what would Athena say). Eddie, on the other hand, leaps at the idea.. eager to prove these three wrong ONCE AND FOR ALL! “Come on, man!” Eddie all but begs. “Let’s show them how ridiculous they are always being!” Tommy teases it’s easy for Eddie to be so quick to prove them wrong… he doesn’t have to go home to one of them after… but he ultimately agrees.

So they go to the school. Some flashlights and snacks- Eddie brings his baseball bat incase any other people decide to get the same silly idea, and pose a threat. Buck reminds them: from sunset… to sunrise. They have their phones to call in case of absolute emergency… but if they try to leave before that for any other reason then they lose the bet.

Fast forward to a few hours in. They are bored and tired… and nothing has happened… until—until Tommy hears footsteps from somewhere in the school. He’d be lying if he said the sound coupled with the over all decrepitness of the old building didn’t send a chill through him. But because it could be some person with bad intentions— after all… real people are FAR scarier than pretend ghosts and goblins.

He hears it again— this time closer. Light tap tap tapping of footsteps coming down the hallway outside the room they are currently sitting in. “Hey… do you hear that?” he asks Eddie, who rolls his eyes and says it’s probably the others trying to scare them. He tells him to chill out. Tommy rolls his eyes at himself, thinking Eddie is probably right— that’s definitely something Buck and Chim would do… he’s not sure about Hen but he wouldn’t fully doubt it.

The night continues and Tommy doesn’t hear the footsteps again… for a while. They have wandered around a little and suddenly he hears them coming from behind them. Next to him, out of the corner of his eye he sees Eddie go still. They turn slowly and there is nothing behind them. No where for someone to have ducked down to hide either… and nothing to rationalize as the culprit for the footsteps. They (shakily) shrug it off and continue to explore the school.

There are pictures of the gravestones that were removed to make way for the foundation of the school. And plaques telling about spooky occurrences that have happened. Eddie scoffs saying they deserved to be haunted for disturbing a burial ground like that.

From down the hall a door slams shut. Both men jump, look at each other, then shine their lights towards the noise… it takes them a moment to decide whether it’s worth investigating, and ultimately decide if it’s the others… they don’t feel like listening to their teasing that they were to scared to check the noise out. So they make their way towards the room of the door that slammed, and Tommy reaches for the knob as Eddie readies his bat… just in case it’s NOT Buck, Chim, or Hen.

He pushes the door open and a breeze blows out, sending goosebumps all over Tommy’s body. He lifts his flashlight and shines it in the room… and it’s empty. He sticks his head in to be sure and yep… empty. Well— It’s empty minus a single red balloon floating ominously in the corner. He holds the light on it… Tries to make some sort of logical sense of it… asks Eddie what he thinks of it…

“I think I’m gonna kick those idiots asses come morning…” Eddie concludes, and lowers his bat, grabbing the door and pulling it shut. He walks off mumbling to himself about them needing to grow up, this being stupid… blah blah blah… and Tommy is about to turn and follow when the knob to the door slowly turns and it creaks open. Eddie stops and calls back to Tommy, asking what he’s doing.

“That— that wasn’t me…” Tommy says, shining his light at the door. Eddie walks back over and they watch as the door fully opens itself— both lift their lights and the balloon from the corner is now in the center of the room. They stare at it, and it sways forward— towards them. “Are— are you seeing this too?” Tommy asks.

“Uh, yeah. Yeah I see it. It’s— it’s just a draft, or— or something, yeah?”

“Yeah. Yeah yeah yeah… for sure.”

The balloon gently lurches forward again, now just on the other side of the open door. Tommy and Eddie— flashlights still aimed at the balloon— slowly back away from the door, down the hall to the point the rooms no longer visible. The school sits eerily silent, save for their staggered breathing. Then there’s a loud crash from somewhere behind them, causing both of them to turn. Theres nothing fallen over or broken… they turn back… and now the ballon is right infront of them.

~~~

Outside the school, Hen is shushing Buck and Chim who are in a fit of giggles as they pull dark hoods up over their pale and grotesque painted faces. “Shut up or you’re going to give us away!” She hisses, her phones camera aimed at the two as they sneak around the side of the school, creeping towards the entrance into the school so they can scare the shit out of the non believers.

The hear two loud terrified screams wail out from inside and watch as the schools doors are flung open, Tommy and Eddie running out and towards Eddie’s truck. One falls over his own feet grunting and groaning as he collides with the ground, one is possibly sobbing as he frantically tugs on the trucks door handle. And in less than five seconds they are loaded in and peeling off down the road away from the school… leaving Buck Chimney and Hen staring after them… extremely confused… but it doesn’t matter… because they won the bet.

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Idea sparked from THIS FANART omg it is GOLDEN!

Also inspired (the school on the graveyard and the balloon) from THIS TIKTOK that follows the same premise and is CREEPY AF! 🫶👻

[wcbbfics]

WILDFLOWER pt 3

summary - sophia and paige had been close friends for a long time but now they both have a secret. sophia is hiding something from paige about her past. and paige is hiding her real feelings for soph.

paige bueckers x uconn student

warning- angst, car sex, fingering

an: please send me request for ideas for other fics, open to writing for emily, diana, and kate!

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saturday night (4 days after the fight)- paige’s pov

“PAIGE, get up” kk yells as she walks into my room uninvited

“leave me alone” i groan out, i’ve been cooped up in my bed all week feeling bad for myself.

“girl if you think i’m going to let you lay here all sad you best not know me” kk states with a stern face

“kk im fine i just am tired”

“you’ve been tired all week, i know sophias ignoring you has been hard but you need to find a new girl to be with”

i sit up with a displeased look on my face “i can’t find a new girl.” the days after our fight i’ve been in a constant battle with myself about what to do about our “fight”. i truly have no idea what she is so upset about. but ruining this friendship is the last thing i want.

“paige just come out with us, it will make you feel better”

I groan but give in because i know kk doesn’t ever give up. i get up and put on black baggy jeans and a vintage uconn sweatshirt.

We walk into the frat house and the smell of sweat and alcohol is making my head pound. I walk over to a group of uconn athletes and start making conversation my head is still pounding but i preserve through the pain. the conversation with the guys gets boring and i glance out the door to see nika outside by the pool talking to some girl that has her back turned to me. I abruptly stop my boring conversation with the random guys and walk over the back door. ice grabs my arm and pulls me over to the bar.

“i think we should stay inside” ice tells me

“why, i want to talk to nika” i state confused

“i’ll tell nika to find you” ice walks away leaving me more curious. I linger by the door waiting for ice to get distracted and start walking back over to nika. i now have a better view of the girl nila’s talking to. her skin is tan and her body is lean and beautiful. she’s wearing a white cropped shirt and a tiny little black skirt. maybe kk was right i do need to find someone else. so I walk up to the pair

as you start walking closer you feel like you recognize the girl nika talking to but you ignore it.

“hi paige” nika said groggily glancing at me

the girls long black hair whips as she turns to face me and our eyes connect. her big beautiful brown eyes are now locked on mine.

“paige” she breathes out.

she looks just as beautiful as the last time you saw her, now there were no tears streaming down her face.

“hey” i whisper back trying to not mess anything up.

“i’ll leave yall to talk” nika says as she looks at me knowingly and walks away

“how are you” i ask with concern

“fine”

“soph, i don’t want to do this small talk. can we please talk about what happened last weekend?”

“i don’t want to talk about it here”

“i’ll get us a uber. we can talk at my place” i almost beg i need to know how to fix this, fix us.

“fine”

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sophia’s pov

there was no available ubers so we get in a mini van with abunch of the guys basketball team. they promised there dd hasn’t drank anything so we got in. paige goes into the van first her tall frame hobbling to the back of the van

“what the fuck, yall said there were 2 empty seats” paige yells to whoever the driver is. he yells something back at her but i can’t hear.

“it’s fine paige we can just share i wanna to go home”

paige sits down and i walk over to her. we’re in the very back of the van, the row has two seats but one of them is filled with crap. as i sit down on her thighs i feel her muscles flex as her arms wrap come up and wrap around my torso. the action immediately makes me feel safe. being tangled up on top of each other feels so natural and right.

“you good” paige whispered concerningly in my ear. her hot breath tickles my skin as she breathes out.

“ya” i feel so shaky. like any movement could ruin this moment.

one of her hands snakes out to rest on the inside of my thigh. i turn my head to look her. she is peering out the window her eyes flashing back and forth. we are so close and i don’t know how long i can stay like this. the guys in the front are all drunkenly laughing and i don’t think they even remember we’re here.

paige’s hand is absentmindedly rubbing up and down my inner thigh. i can feel my mind screaming at me to tell her to stop because the rush of heat going to my core is unnerving.

my breath halts as she goes even high this time “paige” i whine. almost telling her to stop.

“what” she whispers back unknowing of the amount of pressure building

“your hand” i say and she stops moving it. “dont stop” i plead. i can feel her smirk as she inches her hand closer to my panties. i gasp at the warmth. she keeps going, looking at me for approval. i nod.

“you want me to fuck you in the back of this car” she asks surprised.

i nod my head again

“use your words ma”

“yes, please paigey”

paige takes a long deep breath. her mind racing with the though of what she might do to you. her mouth starts peppering kisses up and down my neck. one hand coming up to tilt your neck to the side. she connects her mouth with demand as she starts sucking on my sweet spot. i groan at the sudden aggression she has.

she continues kiss my neck as slides her hand under your panties. the wetness coating my pussy is dripping out soaking my entire underwear.

“this wet for me” she moans out. her fingers gather the wetness and she starts circling my clit.

my moans are breathy and quiet as she continues to rub her long fingers along my clit. she inserts her finger in and i can’t be quiet anymore. i yelp in response at her filling me. as soon as the sounds leaves your mouth her other hand come up and covers my mouth.

“paige” i moan into her. i feel my core tighten as i lean back into her. she gets a better angle and i close my eyes focusing on every single movement she makes.

“open your eyes” she mumbles. i listen opening them to look at her. she’s biting her lip, focused on what she’s doing.

“i’m almost there” i moan out. her eyes lock with mine. my breath stops as i release all over her fingers. her hand that was on my mouth is now digging into my hips rocking me back and fourth. she takes her hand out of my folds and bring it up to my face. she leans her head on to my ear. i can feel her lips brush my ear as she demands “suck”. i oblige as she puts her fingers into my mouth. i lick and suck all my juices off her fingers. i turn around so im straddling her waist. our eyes meet. she’s looking at me with such heat in her eyes that i might melt.

“you did so good for me” she whispers. and i lay my head on her shoulder as her hands and wrap around her waist. sleep is creeping up on me so i close my eyes and rest

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paige’s pov

we get to my dorm after 30 minutes of the driver getting lost. i carefully pick up sophia and walk into my room. i wish i could just stay with her wrapped around me. but i need to shower the smell of frat off me so i lay her down on my bed. my body goes cold with the loss of her body heat.

“paigey” she whines when i put her down.

“i’ll be right back” i assure her

i showered as fast as i could. when i opened the door she was still fast asleep. she looked like a angel laying there with her hair spread around her like a halo. i walked over to the bed gently laying my purple blanket on her and get under the covers. she immediately scoots towards me so i wrap my arms around her and hold her there.

i wake up to sophia still sleeping on top of me. her head is in the crook of my neck and i can feel every breath she takes. i just sit there and look at her. I am so down bad for this girl. i would do anything she asked me too. then my mind is racing with the thoughts of her being mad at me and not talking to me for a week. we need to have a serious conversation when she wakes up.

[maximoffslilwitchintraining]

Mommy... I mean Wanda 

Part 11👀

Series here: 🎃

Word count: 1k ish i didnt look too close tbh

Summary: i barely remember what i wrote, but theres some smut, some cuddles, some sexting... oh and yelena 🫰🏻which always makes a story better

Do yall have any suggestions for future chapters or yk one shots 👀 just send me a request 😚

Cause frankly this series is getting long and completely lacks plot 😎ahahha help😥

To say you and Wanda got punished for your bratty behaviour would not do it justice.

By the time morning rolled around you were a needy mess. With tears rolling down your cheeks and a bruised ass, you lay begging for a release she was dead set on not giving you. Wanda on the other hand was being refused any touch at all. Which in your opinion may just be worse. Natty may be a cuddly teddy bear with the two of you but when she wants you to suffer she shows no mercy.

You lay cuddled up to Wanda as Nat was off making you all some coffee, trying your hardest to follow her orders of  “keeping it in your pants” while she’s gone. You assumed it wouldn’t hurt for your hand to sneak under Wanda's t-shirt, simply wanting to feel the warmth of her skin. However, with how frustrated she was at this point when your hand rested on her stomach she let out a moan. A moan you were certain Nat would’ve heard from the kitchen. When she returned she held two steaming cups of coffee and one of tea. She also held a smirk that said she knew but would be letting it slip just this once. If you’d known that you would have gone for Wanda’s boobs instead. For a while, you simply sat there enjoying your hot beverage between your girlfriends, just soaking it all in.

That bliss was only interupted when an alarm went off on your phone.

“UGh just turn it off” you grunted slipping further down and into the sheets. Nat obliged and reached for the phone, being the one closest to it. Once the alarm went quiet she sat still looking at it.

“Baby, why does it say you have class in 30 min?” Nat asked turning back to you.

“It’s fine I can skip this one.”

“Not a chance, come on get dressed.” Wanda grabbed your cup putting it on the nightstand.

“ I really don't want to leaveee” Yes you sounded like a child whining like that, but there was no way you’d leave this bed, to go and listen to some boring lecture.

“Y/N behave. I know it's hard but how about we pick you up after class and go do something fun?” 

Nat pulled you out of bed, giggling at how your legs were all wobbly still.

“Aww, poor baby, did daddy leave you all fucked out?” You felt yourself getting needy at those words, you just wished she’d bend you over right there and not stop pounding you til you came all over her strap. But instead, you were left walking on shaky legs and wincing as you pulled your jeans over your very sore butt. Which the two women found very amusing as they watched comfortably from the shared bed.

“Can I at least get a kiss before I leave?” You said with a pout. Nat simply gestured for you to come over. She gave you a soft kiss before Wanda pulled you into her arms. She kisses you deeply, ending with a peck on your cheek, that leaves you wishing for much more.

“Now go be my good girl and study hard yeah?” You nodded gleefully at that. Wandas praise washing away some of your grumpiness.

You rode on that happiness all the way to Yelena's car. Thankfully she was also late.

“So how come you were around here so early?” Yelena usually spent most of her time on campus in your shared flat. 

“Mmm, I may have stayed at Kate’s place last night.” She mumbled keeping her eyes on the road.

“Oh my god, Yelena!” A big grin appeared on the blonde's face and that was honestly all you needed.

“So tell me?! How’d it go? Did you… you know?” 

“ Y/N!” She blushed. You laughed knowing that was a yes. 

“So does this mean we can go on double dates now?” You said as the car came to a stop in the university parking lot.

“And watch you drool over my sister for an hour? No thanks.” 

The class dragged on and although you attempted to take notes, you spent most of your time squirming to find a comfortable position to sit in. About an hour in,  the class was doing discussions and you saw it as a chance to sneak out for a quick break. You locked yourself in the bathroom and pulled out your phone.

Y/N: on a quick bathroom break, I’m assuming you’re still in bed?

Nat:( sent you an image)

You could not have opened it faster. It was a photo of the two, Wanda's shirt long gone and her breasts in full view. Your eyes take in the sight of your mommy's body. Her legs were spread and Nat's hand was inside her shorts. You so badly wanted to remove them. to see every movement of her fingers as they pleasured Wandas pussy.

Nat: are you alone?

Y/N: yes x

Nat: Mommy and Daddy would love to see how wet you get just thinking about what we’re doing

Wanda: Please baby be a good girl and show us

You thought about it for a second before pulling your jeans down and taking a short video of you running your fingers through your folds, showing just how much you needed them.

Wanda: such a good girl. why don't rub your clit for Mommy? 

You do as you are told and start touching yourself. just in time for another message to arrive, this time a video. Nat is holding the phone and is showing you a close-up of Wanda as she slowly sinks down on Nat's strap. you could honestly come just at the sight of that. 

Nat: Make daddy proud and cum for us baby girl 

A couple more brushes over your clit and the sound of Wanda moaning paired with wet noises of her pussy being slammed down on nats cock and you finally came. Shaking with pleasure after the amount of teasing you had endured. Once you are able to breathe normally, you pick up the phone to send them a text.

Y/N: I may have made a mess all over my jeans

Wanda: oh poor baby, did mommy getting fucked make you all stupid? No worries honey we’ll come to get you and how about you let Mommy clean up all that wetness on the way home? I’m dying to have a taste ;)

[confusedmothboy]

hear ye, hear ye! not every demon slayer character is hot, the mangaka is just bad at drawing different faces

while im on the subject of rants and just being on here in general is this a safe space to say that very few men in demon slayer are ACTUALLY that hot and its just because the mangaka has the worst case of same face syndrome ive ever seen. no, shinjuro is not attractive. he's a violent drunk deadbeat but because hes drawn with the same eyes, proportions, and that STUPID FUCKING COPY PASTE NOSE people willingly admit to finding that thing hot. lemme just. hold on.

like look at these four. chose em randomly, they arent related, notice how the only variation in their faces is eyes/eyebrows, and expression? same face shape for all of em. same general proportions. you could switch around the faces from head to head and itd still look like them. "oh but rengoku's eyes are so unique!!" his whole family looks like a copy paste factory to the point the only thing distinguishing shinjuro from senjuro is a few extra lines on his face. thats not unique thats just bad design. ive never seen a show that does such a bad job at distinguishing ages as this one. it's infuriating because what do you mean a 13 year old and grown demon lady share the same face.

its actually ridiculous how people dickride all the male characters cause theyre "so hot" yeah man its the same face on ALL of them. eyes and hair are not enough to make a character distinct. its infuriating seeing people going "hold on a second why is genya's dad kindaaaa" dude of course he is the artist doesnt know how to make adults look their age with distinguishing features.

dont even get me started on the background characters. this is the same boy drawn with four different haircuts.

youre telling me that when these two infiltrated the entertainment district inosuke was immediately swept away by a house but zenitsu was given away for free because hes just that ugly??? THEY HAVE THE SAME FACE.

and then people get pissy when artists with semirealistic styles draw the characters and they don't all look the same like sorry man im not drawing zenitsu and tanjiro with the same face because guess what!!! real people have variation! and saying its just the style of the show is a dumb excuse. hantengu and gokko have the most realistic features and literally even that doesnt stop them from looking really similar to everyone else. i love this show but i rarely interact with the fandom because i never see people calling out how boring they look sometimes. give me a character with a hooked nose! a babyfaced character that isnt just 5 years old! make their eyes smaller! add freckles and other small unique traits! give them different face shapes for the love of god im begging you. i feel like im the only one who realizes that as beautiful as the art is it lacks the unique character designs because at the end of the day a character design is more than their haori, eyes, and hairstyle.

this started as a lighthearted rant about how fans will blindly simp for the background character of the week (cough cough muichiro's dad) but it kinda turned into incomprehensible thoughts on same face syndrome in the show. my bad yall.

[lovelykil]

I love your imagines for kyle 😭💕 I was wondering if you could do some but with Craig ??🙈

Head full of smitten bf Craig brain rot 😞

been getting alot of craig requests recently 😭 but suree🫂 I might make a series with the imagines stuff

craig x reader older ver.

cw; none

nsfw ver.

Imagine. . .

you guys watching a movie together on his phone, an earbud in each of yalls ear. His chin rested on the top of your head since you were in between his legs, his long arms wrapped around you as he held the phone to where you and him could see.

For the record,, you guys were supposed to be playing basketball for gym but Craig had other plans. The rest of guys were mad they didn't have another player for their team.

"Craig get your ass on the court!!"

"Fuck off Clyde."

You watching Stripe roam around Criag's room while Criag cleans his cage for him. After he was done he secretly took a pic of you laying down to pet the guinea pig.

This was his wallpaper for a longg time

Laying down in his bed with him as he went on a rant about his hyperfixation; space. He laid on his back with his hands resting on his stomach, hands clasped together whilst you paid attention to his monotone yet cheerful voice, your elbow propped on his sheets holding your head up.

Him randomly flicking your forehead or twirling your hair to get your attention, his voice needy and inpatient.

"Craig can you stop that."

"Pay attention to me, I'm bored."

"Do you wanna hug or someth-"

"Yes."

"lmao okay, c'mere."

Craig lifting up your chin to kiss you since you're short, lol. unless you're not.. then good for you, you over 6 feet?

Idk but Craig is pretty tall him n Kyle are the tallest out of the group in highschool😗

Face calling him every night, talking about nonsense even getting out some laughs from that expressionless teen.

Picking up on his behavior so much, you even yourself start flipping people off at random times, bro is proud. He high-fives your behavior while Clyde scowls Craig at him for this.

Him staring at you in class, when you turn around he immediately looks away you could see that faint blush on his cheek, you smile to yourself getting ready to tease him about that after class.

Going on ice cream dates with him, sometimes even sharing a small bowl of the cold treat,, sitting infront of him with two long spoons inside the container. At times he'd finish the ice cream for him self, laughing at you as you complain.

Him laying on your lap, his head resting on your thighs as he was scrolling mindlessly, enjoying your occasional head rubs as you also paid attention to your phone.

Craig repeatedly calling out your name, also for attention. He pokes at your arm, cheek.. maybe even bite your arm softly.

"Craig I swear."

"Love me."

Him holding you close in his sleep, his face stuffed in the nape of your neck. You lay your hand ontop of his that was around your waist, your abdomen feeling tingly and full of butterflies.

Him being so utterly embarrassed by his new braces he had to get that he tries avoiding you, but when you finally realize the problem you kiss his cheek reminding him he's cute either way.

He turns red after this..

Having matching backpacks togetherrr, most likely some space themed- lots of stars. He begged for it to be space themed you wanted something else but you eventually gave in to what he wanted, plus the stars were cute anyway

Him flirting with you bluntly, but when you flirt back he gets nervous

"You look so good right now babe."

"Oh really?"

"..Y-yeah,, why'd you say it like that" 😭

Him ignoring/ dogging everyone else just to see and meet you in the hallways to walk to to your next class.

"Oh Criag I gotta ask you somethi-"

"I just want to see Y/n, go away."

shortly after..

"Y/nn" :]]

"Craigg!" :D

[frostbitemutt]

Hi i have a request Could you write part 2 to your jack Marston fiction. What will it be like after being take by him? Would he kill you? Let you go when he gets bored? Will he try to be a normal family marry reader and have kids? Or will reader be locked in the cellar till one of them dies?

Yandere! Low honor! Jack Marston post-kidnapping hcs

Warnings: Gender neutral darling, yandere trope, kidnapping, imprisonment, possibility of stockholm, possibility of bones being broken, non-consensual pyshcial affection, mentions of intimacy (nothing actually happens), degrading behavior, sadism, breif mentions of time period gender roles (your gender is irrelevant, he treats you the same regardless)

✘ Will tell ya, death isn't a very likely outcome, not at all with Jack. Once again, that'd ruin his whole thing. He cares in his own way for you too much to put a bullet through your skull. He wants a partner not just another dead body! Don't mean it's fun though. You're still kidnapped.

✘ Your at first left in his room, on his bed, tied up and bound. It's like that for a day or two so you get "used to it", then he let's you just sit in his room unrestrained. He slowly let's you go from room to room, like introducing a new animal to its home.

✘ He barely leaves your side, which means he barely leaves the house. He'll reluctantly go out to get food and nesscessities. He's not stupid. He locks all the doors and windows, hides any weapons from you, basic stuff about any yandere would do.

✘ He tries to act like it's a normal arrangement, he wants you to act like it too. He dosen't mind you crying and begging a bit, finding it cute in a sick way. Teasing you. After awhile though.. he gets tired. Especially if it's constant. Making snarky remarks and comments. Whining back at you when you won't cooperate, pouting like he's a child and not a full grown 19 year old.

✘ If you try to run, everything is going on lockdown. Tied up tighter than before, everything locked, and a big shouting lecture from him. You got everything you need here. He provides for you like a man should for his partner. All you have to do is stay in the house.. that's all.

✘ If you keep pushing it, keep trying to make a break for him, fight, bite, he'll make threats of violence. Threats to break bones, raising his voice, aggressive gestures, mostly bluffs. Mostly. For a bit. Worse case scenario.. he really follows through. You're left with a broken bone or two in your legs.

✘ Forces affections. I mean come on, yall know the drill, yall know the voicelines. He isn't necessarily settling down with a no. Holding as your face in his hands as he mockingly croons to you. Holding you close to him in some way, forced kissing, hickies, and cuddling; which sometimes turns into attempts to do something more.. but he'll stop as you deny him.

✘ It's half on half, depending on his mood, when you shout and yell at him. Cowering away and cringing in discomfort whenever he even slightly touches you. Decent amount of the time, it only fuels him, spurring him on, adding to his enjoyment. Other times he'll get annoyed and bitch at you for not wanting his disgusting self on you.

✘ He'll cook for you.. it's not the best but it isn't awful? He'd help his mother cook here and there maybe, so he knows enough to make something edile. Although sometimes He'll fuck up and it's burnt to a crisp. It's better if you know how to cook for yourself.

✘ Going outside? Yeah probably not happening for a long while. Not until he's 100% certain you've developed stockholm. Speaking of which, tricking him into thinking you have it isn't easy. As he'll push and push and push your boundaries. Attempting to push it all the way to something intimate. soon as you show discomfort the illusion is broken for him.

✘ If police or neighbors come by he's immediately gagging and tying you and shoving you into a closet. If he can't do that in time.. well, what can't a quick draw solve? He's also fuming at you, thinking you managed to somehow get outside help. Unless you have a history of complaining to the authorities about him.. obviously he's gonna be the first suspect on your disappearance.