#but like who knows maybe more of y’all r interested in seeing these

[v3nusxsky]

Hey, do you write for wandanat? If not that's totally fine but if you do I was wondering if maybe I could request one?

Maybe where Wanda and nat are already together and one night at an avengers party they spot reader and Wanda falls for them and so convinces Natasha to seduce and take reader home with them?

Hopefully with smut, and maybe with daddy nat and soft mommy Wanda?

Love your work soooo much, feel no pressure to write this❤️

One of a Kind 18+

*Authors note~ a) I wrote this exhausted so mistakes are mine sorry y’all. B) I know you guys are all excited for different things so I was struggling to choose what I should post, shamefully having an anxiety attack over not choosing the right fic. So to save the day my lovely girlfriend choose wandnat for tonight*

To requester, I'm sorry I took some artistic liberties here but I honestly couldn't help but write them as g!p I hope that's okay!!!

Trigger warnings~threesome smut seduction daddy and mommy kink g!p Wanda Nat fingering r receiving praise and degrading kinks choking semi public sex??

Prompt~ see ask^^^^

Wanda and Tasha really didn't want to come to this party. No. But as per normal Tony wanted to throw a party and showed off his wealth and success. Wanda opting for a stunning emerald dress and Nat going for a form fitting suit. Wanda hid her cock so well that Nat often found herself being jealous. But she couldn't deny that her girlfriend is absolutely stunning in everything and nothing.

You'd been invited by Fury as a way to introduce you to the Avengers. You'd be set to join the team soon, but no one but Fury or Tony knew. Nat spotted you first, a simple Maroon skirt tucked into a beautiful black pencil skirt. Your legs on full display and a few buttons undone to give a tasteful view of your cleavage to the public. Alone at the bar is how the story starts, a rather cliche but important fact. That was where under an agreement between her and her wife Natasha swooped in on you.

You'd be lying if you said she wasn't sexy and very alluring but you still don't quite understand why she's here wasting time trying to get you in her bed. No one ever does that. It made you skeptical of her advances and actively ignoring the way her voice alone caused your cunt to become slick. The way her voice deepened as her eyes drank you in almost got you. Almost. But your past caught you first, you ended up lashing out at the woman.

"No one's ever really shown an interest in me. I'm not the prettiest or the smartest or the funniest girl around, I'm just average." You almost whispered but the woman could hear the sadness dripping through every word. "So this cruel joke of yours. Just stop it! Because I know no one would ever want me especially when they look like you do. So just stop" your voice broke on the last few words before you fled the scene. Really how could she do this to you? You thought she was a nice person, but to suggest this and not mean it was obviously going to hurt. After all who in their right mind would want an inexperienced virgin when they can have anyone in the whole world?

"Hey, you're beautiful, and I'd gladly take you home for my wife and me to enjoy for the night, you just have to trust we want you in the way we say" she murmured to you a gentle handed rubbing at your back in an attempt to soothe the confusing outburst. Yet both women were no strangers to being used and abused by other people. "You mean it?" You were really speaking more to yourself but when she replied with a Russian pet name that slipped off her tongue, you were a goner, "детка, we've been watching you all evening, no one in this room has caught our interest because we've been focused on you."

A simple nod had Nat leading you to the table to introduce you to her wife. By no surprise, her wife was just as beautiful as the red head. You immediately felt like you were unworthy of their attention. "I um should say I've never, um" you stumbled over your own admission but you could see you had both women's attention. "It's okay детка we will take this slow and at your pace, we truly want to get to know you дорогой" she whispered to you over the loud noise of the party. The other woman who you learned was the Scarlett Witch offered you to come sit closer to the women as you all conversed over small things really, but you were now completely at ease with them, exactly how they wanted you.

Your head warm and fuzzy, you felt an electric pulse of a slender hand trailing your thighs. It appeared you were more sensitive with the alcohol but soon enough you were spreading your legs for the brunette woman with a little help from her magic. From there you exposed your panty covered core to her curious fingers. The woman seemingly unaffected by her actions and holding a conversation with her wife about how much of an asset you'd be to the team. You almost got away with it, almost, but a little whimper escaped you as she accidentally bumped your aching clit.

"Wans" Nat warned, "you best not be playing with the хорошенькая шлюха without me" she growled the last two words. Truly how rude of you both not to wait for her, especially after her work to bring you to them. "I'm sorry Natty, I just couldn't wait anymore" the woman replied and removed her fingers from your core causing you to release a very disappointed whine. "сейчас, котенок, о тебе хорошо позаботятся" Nat purred before gracing you with a kiss to your neck before taking your hand to lead you away from the party, knowing that her wife will follow behind you.

As soon as you rounded the corner the Russian woman immediately slammed your back against the wall and attached her lips to yours with ease. The need was pouring into the kiss as the brunette woman watched in jealousy. She wanted to be the one kissing you, dragging all the pretty nosies she possibly could, but then again watching her wife touch you was doing unspeakable things to her nether region. "Tashsa" Wanda whimpered feeling the tent begin to show through her dress. "Come котенок, mommy is getting impatient and daddy can't wait to ruin your pretty untouched pussy" Natasha purred leading you to the bedroom once again. Only this time she never got side tracked.

Perhaps you'd had too much, but from there it's hazy, how did you end up absolutely bare for two of the most wanted and famous women in the world? And most importantly why the hell did they have throbbing cocks just desperate for you to take them. The women wanted to do this right, they showered you in love and praises. The made sure to touch and caress every inch of skin they could. And only when your ready did they introduce you to more. "котенок, sort out mommy's problem you caused" Nat demanded, encouraging you to bring your head to her shaft, with another quick check in and some guidance you were now choking on her cock as she forced it down your throat. "Oh fuck natty, this throat is perfect, fuck a good cock whore for me oh!"

With a few strokes to own dick she enjoyed the show, you are a fast learner by the looks of it and she was now struggling to contain herself and refrain from doing all the filthy things she desired to you. Wands sensing her wife's impatience slipped from your throat allowing you to breath as Natasha guided you into a new position. With you now on your hands and knees you were able to suck off wanda and give Nat access to your untouched cunt.

She took it slow, letting you adjust to her size, Wanda telepathically sharing the image of you with teary eyes, choking on her cock as you let Nat deflower you. But soon enough you began to rock backwards in a need for something, yet you didn't know what. "Oh there she is, our flight little girl, a dirty slut for us to use. Oh you've made mommy feel so good котенок she's ready to treat you for all your work, you'd love that huh? Mommy to fill your petty throat with cum?" Nat teased keeping her thrusts slow, "and fuck you're so fucking tight котенок, if mommy doesn't hurry up daddy will paint your pretty pussy white instead."

At the pure threat, Wanda was thrown over the edge into her own pools of bliss, breath heaving as all she could do is mewl yours and her wife's name. You greedily sucked every last drop from her shaft, surprising both women with the fact it was your first time. Only when she was sure she'd finished cumming did she slip from your front and encourage you to slip onto your back so Natasha could see your face. The new position only seemed to encourage the red head, especially with Wanda dropping her head to your breast and skilfully sucking and licking the hardened peaks. She even managed to roughly tweak her wife's right bud causing you both to cry out together.

The gasp you let out when Nat brought one hand from the bed to your throat was something both women wanted on a loop, experimenting with a bit of pressure they discovered a kink for you. "Oh Natty she liked your hand as her necklace. Oh darling is your head all fuzzy?" A broken confirmation left you as Natasha picked up an almost animalistic pace of pounding into you. And when your cries became to loud Wanda guided you to her breast, allowing you to suckle and nip her sensitive skin and effectively soothe you at the same time.

When Natasha came in long spurts of sticky white cum you honestly had no thoughts other than both the women. You lost count of how many times you'd been forced over the edge and just how long you'd been here, but now you didn't care. What a first experience to have. Oh but you weren't done, they immediately started to clean up and look after you, offering food water and cuddles. You wanted to talk, what could this mean? You'd slept with married women? Was it a fling? You hoped not. And Wanda heard all those thoughts and settled you into bed between the women with promises of talking about everything when your brain wasn't still in sub space. You'd be needing a clear mind to decide if you would join the relationship as a third party. But for now, you all slept.

Word count ~ 1839

[wosoimagines]

Not Really Scary - Alex Morgan/Reader

i hope y’all enjoy. i didn’t really show much of how the USWNT sees R, but I hope you still like it.

prompt: If you want maybe one where the USWNT team thinks R is very closed off and intimidating but they find them looking after Charlie and is really a big teddy bear inside. Possibly Alex Morgan/Reader if you can make it work.

warnings: none

words: 1250

Alex POV

“So, I think it’s definitely interesting that (Y/N)’s here at camp,” Kelley said. 

I furrowed my brow at that. I couldn’t imagine why.

“Why? I mean, she’s one of the best forwards in the NWSL right now,” I said. It was true. I had dreaded going against the Angels because of (Y/N). “I mean, you can’t tell me that you didn’t have the Angels games circled on your calendar.”

“I mean, yeah, sure,” Kelley nodded. We both looked where (Y/N) was sitting on her phone. No one else was around her. “But she doesn’t really talk to anyone. I know that Tierna had mentioned that she rarely talked to any of their teammates when they were playing on the youth squads. Plus look at her. She could run one of us over and put us in the hospital.”

Kelley wasn’t wrong about that. It had quickly became clear just how much of a physical player (Y/N) was and it definitely helped her as she almost just pure muscle.

“Has anyone tried to talk to her?” I asked.

“Nope,” Kelley shook her head. “And I pity whoever is her roommate is.”

We both stared at her for a moment longer. I was curious as to what it would be like to play with the forward.

“Where’s Charlie?”

“The kids wanted to watch her,” I said. Kelley looked over at me but I kept my eyes on (Y/N). “I think they’re all trying to sway her so that they can be her favorite aunt.”

“As if they’ll ever take that title from me,” Kelley said.

“Yeah, we’ll see.”

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I walked into my room and I was surprised when Charlie ran ahead of me but I found (Y/N) lounging on the bed that I had left free. She looked up from the book she was reading.

“I was curious who I was rooming with,” I said. (Y/N) didn’t really say anything to me. “If Charlie bothers you, just let me know and I’ll take care of her.”

(Y/N) still didn’t say much. I only nodded at that. I pulled a couple of Charlie’s toys out and gave them to her. I made sure that Charlie was okay before standing up.

“I’m going to get a shower, so seriously if Charlie is bothering me, just knock on the door,” I said.

All I got from (Y/N) was a small nod. I nodded my head at that as I grabbed my things to go into the bathroom. I did try to keep my shower short so that I didn’t have to leave Charlie alone with (Y/N) for long. But before I went back out, all I could hear from the room was laughter.

I was surprised when I opened the bathroom I found (Y/N) playing with Charlie. The two didn’t pay me much time until the the bathroom door shut. Once the door did shut, both of them turned their attention to me. Charlie immediately reached out to me. I picked her up before pressing a kiss to her cheek.

“You know, if you ever need someone to babysit, I wouldn’t say no,” (Y/N) said.

I nodded at that but I didn’t really respond as (Y/N) moved to grab a hold of her book again.

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(Y/N) POV

I was surprised when I saw Alex sit down at the same table as me. But I was even more surprised when I realized that Charlie was walking up to my side. I reached down to pick her up once she reached her hands out to me. I looked over the table back at Alex.

“Surprised that you two are sitting with me,” I admitted. 

It hadn’t escaped my notice of how most of our teammates had avoided me. I didn’t blame though as I preferred it that way.

“Well, Charlie wouldn’t accept us sitting anywhere else today,” Alex said. I was a little surprised when she pushed the smaller plate across to me, but I didn’t mind. “It seems that Charlie has decided that you’re her favorite person here besides me.”

I grinned at that. I wasn’t too surprised though as I often helped babysit my nieces and nephews while I was in high school.

“You just have to know how to pick up on what they want,” I shrugged. Alex seemed a little surprised by my answer. “I used to babysit all of my nieces and nephews when I was in high school. Of course none of them are toddlers anymore.”

“Ever think about having your own?” Alex asked.

I looked over at her in surprise before looking down at Charlie. It was a fair question.

“I honestly never gave it much thought,” I admitted. I moved Charlie’s fruit closer to her so she could grab a hold of it. “I mean, I would have to adopt or use some kind of alternative. Just never really thought of it in the kind of lifestyle I live.”

“You don’t seem like the kind of person to live a partying lifestyle.”

“I’m not,” I shook my head. Parties weren’t exactly my scene. A quiet night in was more of my style. “I just never want to be the kind of parent my dad was. He was always busy with work and I’m focused on soccer, so...”

“You just haven’t thought of it.”

“I mean, maybe one day,” I nodded. I looked back down at Charlie. “Or if I find the right partner.”

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I softly passed the ball to Charlie. I chuckled as she stopped it with her hands before pushing it back to me.

“You kick it,” I said as I bent down in front of her. Charlie shook her head. “It’s a soccer ball. You kick it to each other.”

“No.”

I shook my head at the toddler but I waited for her to turn back to me before I softly passed it to her again. Charlie once again stopped it with her hands before pushing the ball back to me.

“What are you two doing?” Alex as she came up behind Charlie.

“I’m trying to teach Charlie how to pass the ball back and forth. But someone is determined not to kick the ball,” I said.

“I could always join,” Alex said.

“I would never say no to a legend like the Alex Morgan.”

Alex rolled her eyes before I passed the ball to her before she softly passed it to Charlie. Charlie, however, was still content to pushing the ball to us. I shook my head at her as Alex and I continued to kick the ball back and forth while Charlie just pushed it.

“You grew up in Los Angeles, right?” Alex asked. I nodded at that. “What was it like?”

“It was home,” I shrugged. Growing up in L.A. had been cool. “I mean, I’m the youngest of five. Living in L.A. can be hard when you have that many kids. It’s been really cool though to play for my hometown.”

“You’re the youngest of five?”

“Yeah.”

“That must have been something growing up,” Alex said. I shrugged at that. “I bet there wasn’t a dull moment growing up.”

“Wouldn’t really know. I was usually overlooked,” I said as I picked at my food. “Usually everything I did, my siblings had already done. It’s why soccer been so huge for me. None of my siblings played. But I was usually the one left out because there was a 5-year difference between me and my youngest oldest sibling but there was only ever like 2 years between my older siblings.”

“It must have been lonely,” Alex said.

“I lived. I had soccer,” I said. There were times where it had felt lonely growing up because I wasn’t as close with my siblings as they were with each other. “We’re all pretty close now.”

“Gone,” Charlie chirped from my lap.

I looked down at her with a smile. I glanced at her plate.

“All gone?” I asked. Charlie nodded at that. “Good! You gotta eat healthy if you wanna grow big and strong.”

“Like you?”

“Yeah, like me,” I nodded.

“Be big and stwong like (Y/N), Mama!”

I softly chuckled at that as I looked over at Alex. She was smiling at Charlie and I.

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“Are you sure you’re okay to watch her for the night?” Alex asked.

I rolled my eyes at her concern. It had to be like the tenth time she had asked me. 

“Alex, we’ll be fine. We’re just gonna hang out in the room,” I assured her. I had babysat plenty of time to know that it would be fine. “We’ll probably just play and eat our own dinner and go to sleep. You’ll come back and we’ll be totally okay.”

“Are you sure?”

“Go to dinner with the others. It isn’t my thing,” I said. 

Alex nodded before giving Charlie one last kiss on the top of her head before she left. I grinned as I turned to Charlie.

“Aiwpwane?”

“Airplane.”

Charlie giggled as soon as I picked her up and lifted her in the air as I made engine noises. Charlies squeals and giggles filled the room.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I groaned as I rubbed at my eyes. It took me a moment to realize that Charlie and I were no longer the only ones in the room. I caught Alex shooing the others out of the room as I pulled Charlie off of my chest and laid her down on my bed.

“It looks like you two were comfy,” Alex pointed out.

“We had fun,” I said. I glanced over at the bed where Charlie was laying. “Played, ate dinner, played some more, and then we watched Encanto. We must have fallen asleep during the movie.”

“I’m glad Charlie had fun.”

I nodded at that and watched as Alex pulled her shoes off. I couldn’t lie that I had gotten close to Alex during this camp. I was hoping that we’d be seeing each other more.

“I was thinking that Kelley could watch Charlie tomorrow,” I said. Alex furrowed her brow and turned to look at me as she tilted her head. “I was hoping that I could take you out on a date.”

“I didn’t take you for someone to go out on many dates.”

“Well, I’m not. But there’s this really beautiful forward that plays for the same national team and she has a pretty cool daughter,” I nodded. Alex gave me a small smile at that. “They’ve both been really amazing to me. Tonight, I figured that if this forward was able to create such a lovable and amazing daughter, then I would probably be interested in asking her out.”

“You have to plan it out,” Alex pointed at me.

“Deal,” I grinned. “So tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow.”

[spiralinghours]

“On Display”

Fandom: Saw franchise

Characters/Pairing: Detective Mark Hoffman x Special Agent Peter Strahm

Rating: 18+ (R)

Tags/Warnings: Feeding kink/fat fetishism/belly kink, mild pet play (use of animal name calling… pig play maybe?), dominant Strahm and submissive Hoffman dynamic

Summary: Hoffman’s weight is a little more obvious and Strahm gets excited seeing public reactions. Strahm also invites Hoffman over for a little more pet treatment.

Author’s Notes: The 4th follow up or installment after “Filth”… Dunno if I’ll do more in this specific series, though I do like the idea of of more domestic pet Mark, so we’ll see. As usual, hope y’all like.

Thoughts of the conflicting, heated interaction in his office had lingered like a sheer reverie or a fuzzy nightcap in Mark’s constant thoughts. It made sense the way it would go on to subconsciously affect his nighttime after hours binges—seeking comfort in the richness of food, but also reaching a gratification in the lustful act of devouring everything he could, feeling himself stretch, wanting Strahm to see the results of his secret, shameful activities. Mark wouldn’t so readily attribute his behavior to just Strahm, but there was no denying he was the catalyst.

Hoffman wasn’t the only one weak over this newfound, fucked up rapport. Strahm did his best to be subtle when he picked up on certain things, but his tense and stern demeanor often lead to snapped pens and pink crescents from the way he clenched his fingernails into his own clammy palm.

It was different things throughout the day that had Peter acting uncoordinated and unwise—squeezing his thighs together so tightly that his sharp knees clanked. Hoffman would be sat in a chair and reach forward for something, displaying both how his—ugh, Peter hated how he’d started using the word—tits shelved over his wide belly, and also just how much of a struggle bending down or reaching forward was becoming. Not to the extent that it was impossible, but definitely in a burdensome way that emphasized every curve, every way in which his gut bowed out.

Peter was squirming.

Mark had also taken to hefting the curve of his gut and undoing the lowest button on his shirt when he didn’t think anyone was looking, anytime he sat down. From there, he would go about his desk work, unconsciously scritching the sides of his belly, cold stare never leaving whatever paperwork was in front of him.

There were other things starting to happen: seemingly innocuous, joking interactions from Fisk or Perez or other higher up’s on the case. (But hardly ever fledgling officers, who feared looking at Hoffman wrong lest they get their heads bitten off… Still, it was evident that behind his back they wanted to snicker.)

Fisk had taken to using cheeky, bearish terms with Hoffman, and saying things like “How’s the bulk going?” or “Getting ready for winter hibernation?” The comments were usually lost on Mark, who was typically focused on whatever inner thoughts were struggling to form, unless they were punctuated with a little poke or soft punch to the belly. All those little touches would merit were dismissive grunts and not much else.

Perez, alternatively, had a more subtle, gentle approach in how her interactions shifted. It was as if she had taken an interest in making sure Mark was taken care of—babied even.

“I didn’t know if you had time for breakfast so I picked up an extra egg and cheese croissant,” she would offer. Some days it would end up being two breakfast sandwiches or pastries, which she claimed was an accidental duplicate, or something she changed her mind about.

Sometimes a plate of cookies, folded neatly into foil wrappings, would be left on Hoffman’s desk, or in front of his office if the door was locked. Lindsey would chalk that up to “Well, since you liked them the last time you tried them…”

Strahm didn’t often outright say anything about the treats, but when Mark caught his glare one day, plate of brownies this time under his inspection, “Perez’s a stress baker,” was all Peter could explain. There was a bitter, curt taunt to his words.

But it was an acknowledgment. Mark hardly took in the connotations of everyone else’s behavior towards him. He only cared what Peter saw and thought.

Overall, Mark’s gut went from making the occasional peek to full on protruding past his suit jacket, leading the way wherever he walked with a slight bounce. Which on that note, his already signature stiff waddle had become… more pronounced.

When it came to his shirts, there were no creases, no wrinkles to suggest any give (save for the few that tugged around his heavy chest)—there was only noticeable tension from the ever-rounding figure that Peter couldn’t ignore. He couldn’t even pretend he was zoning out or staring just past Hoffman. It was too much. He had to say something.

On the afternoon Strahm decided to take action, he cornered Hoffman into a supply closet in a dead hallway. The chemical scent within was so overbearing, adding to Mark’s confusion at being blindsided into the crammed space.

“Are you getting fat on purpose to get a reaction outta me? Are you acting out for attention like some kinda brat? Or are you just that much of a dumb, hungry pigfuck that you can’t tell your suits are getting too small?” Peter rammed Mark against the wall, nearly bouncing his head off the dusty surface. He caged one arm over Mark’s shoulder, while snaking the other one roughly to his side, grabbing a hearty palmful of chub.

An instant, shamed arousal coursed up Mark’s back, tickling up the back of his neck, to the base of his skull. “You been looking?” He finally answered, breathily.

“You want me to look?” Peter roughly grabbed Mark by the cheeks, squeezing hard in one calloused hand, forcing him to make eye contact. “Other people are looking too, you mutt. They know.” He craned his face closer in on Mark’s, nostrils flared, exhales harsh. “You like being an attention slut? huh?”

“I love it,” Mark let himself chuckle in that low, syrupy way—a mess of electric nerves and wanton craving. He splayed a hand over Peter’s grasp on his stomach, pressing into the dense cushioning.

“Don’t say what you don’t mean, Detective.” Peter pulled away, jerking his hand out callously from Hoffman’s touch, as if it insulted him. He took a moment to straighten himself out, fixing his tie and collar. “You sound pathetic. Like you wanna be fondled and coddled like a pet. If that’s what you want—what you really want—come by tonight. I’ll text you my address.”

Mark wasn’t one to say much unless he had some barbed retort to spit out—something very tough guy and witty. The moment would have called for it, but he was at a loss. There was something giddy building in him, something blinding at the prospect of whatever Peter had in mind to… do to him? Other than a casual fucking or getting sucked off, he couldn’t imagine what else there was. But Strahm’s words trickled down languidly in his mind, clawing away, implying something more.

The man was a freak, after all.

For once, despite Strahm walking away again as if nothing happened, there was a later promised.

As twisted and poisonous as the whole runaround was, Mark had to smile to himself.

——

A lot of small details wandered into Hoffman’s mind as he waited, foot tapping, at the retro-patterned wrought iron door to Strahm’s townhome. Many menial things that wouldn’t matter in the next little while: Did his home smell more chemically-clean, or more like spices and seasonings from multiple home-cooked meals? Would it be bare and minimalist, or would Strahm have photos of friends and family tacked up? Did he have anyone outside of Lindsey, for that matter?

Breaking Mark’s stream of consciousness, the interior door gusted inwards, revealing Peter looking past an old iron curl. “Come in,” he stated neutrally.

Mark proceeded as the outer iron door was opened for him, slightly disappointed to take in a mostly minimalist view. The space looked very put-together at least.

“I dunno if you—”

“You like pasta, right?” Peter interrupted, wasting no time on whatever mindless chitchat Mark had to fakely offer.

“Yeah, sure.”

“Perfect. It’s not fancy but you’ll like it.”

Mark followed Peter deeper into the house like a dog, descending into the den that connected to a meager kitchen.

Peter nodded towards the sectional in the den. “I’ll bring you your food in a sec. Try to get comfortable.”

Hoffman had barely shucked off his suit jacket, overcoat, and holster before Peter had sauntered in with a stacked plate of Fettuccine Alfredo in one hand, and a wine glass clasped to a bottle of Lambrusco in the other. Moving past his guest and setting onto the couch as if Mark wasn’t even there, Peter set everything down on the coffee table just to pour himself a glass.

“I bet you’re hungry, huh?” Peter purred, eyes fixed on his wine glass. “When are you not, I guess.” He took a sip and snapped his fingers. “Down on your knees, in between my legs.”

Normally Mark would have thrown around a lackluster “Fuck you” at such a command—a bizarre one at that. But in this case, he sank down, crawling over to fill the space between Peter’s thighs.

“Good dog,” Peter scoffed. He reached for the plate and loaded the fork with a ridiculously heaping amount of fettuccine. “Open your mouth,” he instructed.

Mark did so, already having an inkling where this would go, brain shifting into a strangely calm autopilot. As he eagerly let Strahm push the food so deep past his lips—lapping messily at the sauce trickling down his chin—he felt the reward of a soothing hand rubbing the chubby underside of his chin.

“You’re so well-behaved tonight,” Peter cooed. “Such a good boy.”

Mark only responded with a quiet nod and an expectant, open mouth (tongue hanging out mindlessly).

“More already? Such an appetite. You gonna eat it all?”

Mark nodded obediently, blue irises gleaming up meekly.

“You promise? Even if you say you’re too full?”

He nodded again.

Strahm proceeded to shovel more careless forkfuls past Hoffman’s slick lips and salivating tongue… So repetitiously, in the midst of silently flipping through the cable stations and sipping at his wine, that it was as if Mark was just another inanimate fixture in the room.

Before too long, the sound of a stifled groan followed by a muffled rumble in Mark’s stomach indicated that he had hit a wall. Another fork serving was on its way to his mouth when he shook his head. “That’s enough,” he grumbled.

“Hmm, interesting, because I remember just a few minutes ago you said you’d finish. In fact, you’re almost done with this. You have dessert too, you know.” Strahm’s voice was so cruelly soft yet detached. It wasn’t new, but he was so hard to read.

Mark submitted to the ease and unusual security of waiving control. He settled back into his rigid kneeling position, arms folded behind his back, chin tilted up, mouth open, like a pup waiting for a treat.

The song and dance continued: Peter feeding him the pasta (which, as it turned out, was a serving for four as opposed to one like Mark assumed), and then after, a full pint of fudge ice cream.

By the end of dinner—what Peter deemed the end, ensuring Mark finished everything he instructed him to—Mark was panting stupidly, still kneeling as he was told, but clearly in need of relief.

“I’m so full, please, can I, like, lay down or something? Jesus…”

Peter didn’t speak, just let his heavy-browed gaze momentarily rake up and down Hoffman’s begging form. He took in the way Mark’s sides were starting to curve out along with the rest of his gut, putting such a strain on the every button. Again, Peter moved without indicating his intentions, scrambling around with unexpected red, silken throw pillows of various sizes and layering them strategically in a spot on the couch.

“Next time you’ll have your own little bed,” he explained, “but tonight you can be on the couch. Now, lay down.”

Mark was trying to take in the implication of having to be on something other than the couch, but he was too dazed. That was a later concern. He settled down on the cushy pile and rolled to his side, belly plopping out far in front of him (causing him to wince and whine). Peter had returned to his original seat, reaching his hand over to unfasten Hoffman’s belt, then the button and zipper on his struggling pants. From there he scratched lightly up and down, trailing his fingers across Mark’s gut.

“I’m gonna keep you so well-fed,” he murmured with that familiar sweet viciousness. “You won’t be able to hide what a pig you are. My pet to fatten up, for everyone to see.”

“You’re twisted,” Mark replied, low and hushed, but no intention of arguing.

“Maybe. But you came here. And you keep letting me do this.”

Mark couldn’t disagree.

[nkirukaj]

vVv is for Voe (2)

Pairing: StaticBeau & RadioBeau

Warnings: Swearing; Sexual Innuendos

Genre: Humor!

Word Count: 4.3K

<Chapter 1

2. Strut

“And the break room is over there,” Vinny points to the room

Voe rolls her eyes God this is so fucking boring. She glances down at her nails and thinks about how they could seriously use a manicure, tuning Vinny out completely as she mindlessly follows him down the hall. 

“Are you ready to look around the lab downstairs? Or something…?”

Voe takes a moment to answer “Oh were you talking?”

“A-anyway the computer…place is uh- sorry, getting my notes mixed up,” He scrolls through his Vpad

Voe sighs dramatically and taps her foot impatiently, they’re in front of a room door where they can hear giggling coming from inside “What’s in there?” Voe points to it

“Uh, storage…closet,”

“I don’t know any storage that giggles,”

Vinny looks nervous “We should keep going,” he tries to rush her

She crosses her arms “You don’t even know where you’re going,”

“We’re going to the computer room! Just so you know how that works,”

“I know how computers work,”

He sounds exasperated “Would you please just come?”

Voe smirks “Why? What are you gonna do if I don’t?”

“You mean what will I do if you don’t?” Vox appeared behind her out of a nearby camera. She turns and looks up at him “Did we not have a discussion about you listening to me?”

“What’s in that room?”

“Why?”

“Whatever it is, I heard it giggling,”

“It’s a giggle monster,” He turns to Vinny “Take her to the system room, show her around there,”

Voe groans “Why do I have to do this, I’m bored!”

Vox turns back to her “Oh, do you know where everything is?” They stare at each other “That’s not a rhetorical question, do you know where everything is or not?”

She rolls her eyes again “No,”

“Great,” he turns to Vinny once more “Show her to the system room,”

“Yes, sir,”

“Uuuuggghhhh!” she stomps away

Vox enters the room and can be heard asking “What did you need?” before shutting the door behind him.

____________________________________

Voe plops down on her bed and pulls out her Vphone that Vox had given her, she had already set up a Sinstagram, if it was anything like the platform that it was copying, she’d be a Queen at this. She scrolls through her pictures of her in new outfits and trying on new shoes, pressing the button to go LIVE. When she does, she watches the camera, waiting for the viewer count to go up.

who is this?

holy Satan its a deer

why she not saying nothin? And comments like it float by at the bottom of the screen

“Hey,” 

um hi?

who tf r u???

“Y’all don’t know me…yet, but you will,” she chuckles

tryna b all mysterius but who is dis bitch

wtf

devil

Voe smirks and finally introduces herself “I’m Voe, I go by Voe the Beau, because it means ‘beautiful’, and I am,” she poses in front of the camera

must be one of dem new sinners

“I am pretty new, but don’t worry about that, let’s worry about all the questions y’all could be asking me right now to get to know me! So go head, ask mommy!”

Mommy? oh hell nah

she is kinda hot tho 👀

that don’t mean she givin mommy

what she given den? daddy?

idk maybe

“I prefer to be called Mommy by men,”

oooo wat u want women 2 call u?

don’t ask her nuthin!

Voe smirks “Women can call me Daddy,”

HOOOOTTTT

that’s it I’m sold

wats dis? a follow button?

alright maybe she get a chance!

“Yeah that’s right, be good little boys and do what Mommy says,”

damn yes ma’am

“Now, who would be interested in seeing me wearing different clothes?” Many people put hands-up emojis in the comments “Great!” She claps her hands “Then you might want to follow me because I used to get real spicy on my lives when I was alive, especially when I get bored,”

r u gunna get nakey? 😁

“Wait and see…” she puts her finger over her lips, shushing them, and winks “If I do it’ll be for the ladies. I love me some women,”

hooooootttttttttttt

“Currently I’m living at V-Tower, and I was bored as fuck today,”

shit u workin 4 da Vess??

“Specifically Vox, but he’s mad annoying,”

vox?? lucky!!!!

da most famous Overlords

some of ‘em

Nah the most famus

“Oooh, gossip! Who are some other famous Overlords?”

rosie, alastor carmilla carmine

i work for her!

nobody asked tho

zestial

what about zeezi

��🏽

whats wrong wit her?

she ain’t all that

Yes she is

“Wait, what’s an Overlord anyway?”

😱😱😱😱😱😱😱

the most powerful sinners in Pentagram City

“Oooh, I like power, and the Vees are Overlords?”

most powerful

put some respect on Alastor name 4 he cum 4 u

🖕🏽that guy

HE OWNS MY GIRLFRIEND!

“They can own people?”

u become 1 by owning souls

the vees own millions each way more together

Voe rubs her chin “That’s interesting,”

how you live there and they don’t own ya soul?

She shrugs “I don’t know, they never asked for it. Right now I’m just Vox’s assistant,”

right 👉🏽👌🏽 assistant

She laughs “What does that mean?”

u know what it means

“I just hand him papers and write segments for him,”

seg-ments seg sex

don’t lie lots of ppl fuc Vox

“I don’t fuck him!”

But u want to

“I don’t actually, he’s kind of a pompous little baby,” she raises the pitch of her voice, mockingly “But I don’t know, Velvette’s got it going on,” Voe purrs.

She’s my fave, cuz she owns me.

“I love a Black queen,”

The door to the room she was given opens up. A different-looking assistant came into the room.

“Mr. Vox would like to see you in his office,”

“Really? Right now?” she looks at the demon

She nods “Yes,”

Voe sighs and rolls her eyes, turning the live off and putting her phone back into her pocket. She walks with the assistant out into the hallway, just stopping.

“Are you not gonna show me?”

“Mr. Vox said that since you know everything, you could find it yourself,” Voe raises a brow “I’ll just show you,” and she takes off showing her to the elevator, pressing the button for her. While she descends in the elevator alone, she thinks of all the things that the LIVE told her. Was Vox really that powerful, maybe she should cozy up to him, play into his ego, hop onto the bandwagon, and maybe something else? She wanted that power and she wanted it now. 

She steps out of the elevator and walks the thin walkway up to where Vox is sitting, in front of many large screens, showing the activities of many denizens of Hell. She stops and puts her hands on her hips.

“Yes, Vox?” She breathes out

He turns around in his chair “Saw you were doing a LIVE in your room,” he takes a sip from his mug that says ‘FUCK ALASTOR’ “Come closer,” he beckons her with his index finger “Don’t worry, you’re not in trouble,”

She obeys him and takes a step forward. He’s confused a bit “Come here, come to me, my dear,” she does, stopping when she’s about a foot away from him.

“Yes?”

“I have an idea for you,” he smirks “We’re supposed to get a new shipment of appliances, and Velvette is getting some new clothes,” he pauses, sipping again “We’re sending them to you. You’re gonna advertise them on your LIVEs,”

“I just started doing LIVEs,”

“I know you did,” he grins “You’re gonna do another one later today, and then tomorrow, and then… next Friday you’re gonna be on Vox 2-Nite. We’re gonna meet this Voe the Beau, introduce her to all of Hell,”

She widens her eyes “Really?”

Vox nods “Yeah, really. But maybe you don’t wanna do it. Am I wasting your time?” he starts to turn around in his chair.

Voe yanks him back “Fuck yeah! You’re gonna pay me for making the lives right?”

His grin falls “No, it’s gonna be free labor, why wouldn’t I?!”

“Don’t yell at me Vox,”

“Or what? If you want this, you’re gonna have to be a good girl. Are you a good girl Voe?”

She blushes and looks away “Sometimes,”

He shrugs “Oh, well sometimes isn’t good enough. Maybe I could find someone else to do it,” he turns away in his chair mumbling to himself

Voe sighs “Yes,”

“Hmm?”

“Yes,”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Vox,”

“Yes, Vox what?”

She inhales her blush taking over most of her face “Yes Vox, I- I’m a good girl,”

He swivels back around in his chair, his voice distorting “I know you are. Your next LIVE is at 8 sharp. You are going to be doing a makeup tutorial with Velvette’s new ‘Sinful Palette’,” he opens it up for her, then places it in a bag that he hands to her. She takes the bag.

“Is that all?”

“And wear something nice. That’s all,” he smirks at her “Actually Voe” he turns back around and grabs a bag that reads ’Triple 6’ on it “Actually, wear this,” he hands it to her with a huge grin “Can’t wait to watch it,”

She turns to walk away and then turns back “Vox,” she calls

“Hmm?”

“You’re an Overlord, right?”

“That’s correct,”

“Why haven’t you asked for my soul?” 

He crosses his legs “I have bigger plans for you Voe, unless you want me to have your soul,”

She turns back around without answering him, and Vox watches her walk away.

_____________________________

“Just because I want you on camera, doesn’t mean that you don’t still have other work to do,” Vox tells her “I need you to do my dry cleaning, but don’t take it to that other place, I hate that place. Take it to that other other place, you know the one. And I need my lunch, you know my lunch?”

“Since when am I in charge of your lunch?”

“Today,”

She rolls her eyes “What do you want?”

“You know what I want,”

“No, I don’t,”

Vox groans “I don’t have time to explain things to you,”

Voe lets out an exasperated sigh as he throws his suit at her.

She wandered the streets of Hell trying to find the other other dry cleaners, going inside every dry cleaner and asking if Vox sends his assistants in there. They all told her, yes, but some of those bitches were lying. She settled on one that was bigger and newer than the others, it gave her a crisp feeling. She dropped it off and went to take care of lunch.

“If I was Vox, what would I eat? Hmm? Chargers and wires?” She chuckles to herself “Wait, how does he get food in his mouth?” 

When she exited, across the street was a restaurant that’s called ‘vVv Restuarant’ and slapped her forehead. ‘Trust us with your tastebuds’ it read under the sign. Voe was quite unimpressed with the lack of variety on the menu. Vox was a man so he’d probably complain about only having one sandwich, so she bought him two.

Rushing out with the sandwiches and a drink, she was walking pretty quickly, eager to get away from all the heathens causing damage outside. Her heels clicked in a quick rhythm as she made her way through the streets, not fully there in her own head. She thought of her first LIVE as an official influencer and what she would say, she wondered what Vox thought of her and why suddenly he was interested in her talent. Her thoughts were broken by running into something thin and solid.

“Yo, what the fuck?” Was her instinct to say, she rubbed her forehead and opened her eyes looking up. She was greeted by the sight of an extremely tall demon, with a fancy red coat, a cane with a microphone on it, and red hair with black tips, that gathered on top of his head in a similar shape as the ears she had on her head. A large grin took up the majority of his face and his bright red eyes were quite a sight to behold. 

“Oh my, such crude language for such a lovely girl,” he puts his hand out, leaning down. She takes it and he helps her up

“What do you expect, you knocked into me?”

“Well, perhaps you should slow down instead of rushing,”

“Yeah, I got things to do,”

“Then I guess you should be on your merry way,” and moves out of her way

“Right,” she walks past him “Weirdo,” she mumbles and takes off back to V-Tower

She plants the sandwiches in front of Vox 

“Your suit will be ready in two days,” she tells him

“Awe, thank you,” he speaks mockingly and pinches her cheek

Voe pulls away “I got you that for lunch,”

“Aw- wait, two? I only wanted one!”

“How would I know that? You didn’t tell me what you wanted!”

Vox groans “I gave you a clear list of things, did I ask for two fucking sandwiches? NO! I asked for one!”

“You didn’t ask for anything!”

Vox starts pacing “The camera already adds 10 pounds, now it’ll add about 500 pounds!”

Voe scoffs “First off terrible math, and second you don’t have to eat them both now!”

“I can’t deal with you right now, just put them down and get out of my sight!”

“Oh Vox, scared you’re not pretty?” She jokes

He whips around “Get out NOW!” His voice distorting

“Fine, geez,” she throws her hands up and leaves his office, unsure of what the previous interaction meant for her career and advancement. She takes the elevator back up to the ground floor finding Velvette looking around the lobby

“Just the sinner I was looking for! Come here love,” 

Voe walks up to the doll demon, wondering what she needs “Yeah?”

Velvette puts a measuring tape around her waist “I guess we don’t have to take it out. You know you should really wear clothes your size because I thought you were huge,”

Voe blinks “These are the clothes you gave me,”

She waves her off “Mhmm,” and types on her phone before taking Voe’s hand “Come,” She leads Voe to her studio, where there’s an entire rack of clothes set up and ready for Voe to try on. “Try these on,” she flippantly commands her while staring at her phone “Don’t do the live until I know if these fit, I will not be embarrassed,”

“Oh, Vox gave me something to wear,”

Velvette looks up in disgust “What from that horried store Triple 6? They can’t dress themselves, let alone anyone else! Did you see what they had Verosika Mayday wearing on her tour?”

“I don’t know who that is,”

“You’ll wear these that I give you. And you can wear those Triple 6 rags to bed,”

“Fine then. I will tell you that my signature color is pink. It looks great against my complexion,”

“And what a fine complexion you have, you’re welcome,” she winks at the doe

Voe tries on clothes for what seems like hours Velvette occasionally gives her feedback

“Strike a pose. No no, just. What are you doing? Just put your hands on your hips! Damn was that so fucking hard? How about earrings?” She leans into Voe’s face “Your ears aren’t pierced! Well, we’ll get on that. Hmm, maybe a nose ring?”

Voe shakes her head “I don’t know about that,” 

“You have the nose for it!”

Voe raises a brow, Velvette sighs

“Perhaps a bellybutton ring,” She claps “Now!” She goes through the outfits Voe has tried on, and picks one “Wear this on your LIVE. If you’re going to be working here then you need to look your best, always. You’re representing us, and we will not be made a fool of. Understand?”

Voe nods “Yes ma’am,”

“Good,” she hands her the outfit “Here,”

The outfit was a hot pink romper with a cool blue blazer and studded cool blue pumps.

“I certainly hope you can walk in heels,”

“I can,”

“Can you strut?”

Voe smirks “I do it every day,”

“Well do it right now,”

Voe slips on the pumps and shows Velvette her model walk, loading it with all the confidence she’s saved in her back pocket for years.

“A bit shaky, but not bad. Not bad at all,” Velvette glances down at Voe’s ass when she says this and Voe decides to give her a wink back.

_______________________

“Hi guys, it’s Voe the Beau, and I know I did a LIVE earlier, but I’m back and I’m gonna show you how to do my makeup,” Voe takes off her blazer and puts her hair back

cute

brand???

show us the palette!!

“Today I’m using Velvette’s newest palette, ‘Sinful’,”

oh shit

THAT HASNT RELEASED YET!!

LUCKY BITCH

She opens the palette and shows it to the camera “Ooh these are some dark tones, I love that,” she reads the names of the shades “So we have, ‘Blood’, which a deep red ‘Poison’ which is a deep purple and- Oh” Voe sounds grossed out when she reads one. She turns it back to the camera, covering the name of one “Guys, you see this one? This white one? It’s called ‘Val’s Juice’, and it has little sparkles in it,”

 OMG I LOVE SPARKLES

“Same girly pop,”

ur uber hot

“I know!” She smiles “Damn, if this what his juice looks like, what Val be eatin’?”

ME BABY

HE CAN EAT ME!

OMG VAL IS SO SEXY

LOL FUCK HIM FOR ME LMAO

“Oooh here’s one for me, it’s a dark pink. It’s called ‘Love Potion’,”

I AM SO JELLY

nah she too pretty to just be on my phone screen

“Then maybe use your Vpad, if you have one, which you should,”

i want it in blue

yesssss that electric

“Okay so today I’ll be using, ‘Love Potion, ‘Val’s Juice’ and this black one called ‘Abyss’,”

nah she a freak yall can’t see it?

“Me? A freak?” She puts her hand on her chest  jokingly “What gave you that idea?”

not u teasing us

girl please

Voe starts with her foundation, then concealer and powder. She fills in her eyebrows but makes it clear that “That’s an optional step,”

how r u so beautiful???

Voe shrugs “I guess I just died that way,”

shes so pretty

im gunna double die shes so gorgeous

show them thighs off

“My thighs are currently covered, but I’m known as a ‘thicc queen’” she puts it in quotes as she puts the white eyeshadow in the corners of her eyes “So I’ve got ‘Val’s Juice’ in the corners of my eyes,” she says while laughing

lmaooooooooooooooooooo

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

😭😭😭😭😭

BAD AIM I GUESS

Voe laughs along with them and says “Now I’m using ‘Love Potion’,” She spreads the shade onto her eyelid “It’s so pigmented, I love this! You don’t have to go back over and over and layer it! It’s just right on the first go! Okay now I’m using ‘Abyss’ on the edge of my eye” She outlines a wing and fills it in with the shade, blending it on with her lids. “Okay you can never go wrong with some highlight and glitter,” she applies them and turns to the camera “How do I look chat?”

gorgeous 😍

WE NEED TO SEE MORE OF YOU

promise to come back!!

“Okay, chat question. How would I look with a bellybutton ring?”

omg so cuuuute

even cuter with a nose ring

“Ugh, you guys and this nose ring propaganda,”

YOU’D LOOK HOT AND EDGY

“But I’m not edgy,”

what are u then?

“I’m more of a preppy popular girl,” she pouts her plump lips and leans forward

preppy wit a nose ring????

“It’s not really my style but I’d try a belly button ring,” Voe looks at the time and decides to end the LIVE “Okay, that’s all for tonight! Love ya!” she blows the camera a kiss before turning it off. “UGH!” she falls back on her bed. Pretending to be all high energy was exhausting for her. She even raised the pitch of her voice on the LIVEs, it wasn’t all pretend, but this heightened version of herself required way too much energy. The door slid open and Vinny entered

“What Vinny?”

“Mr. Vox wants to see you,”

“Where?”

“In the conference room? Uh, well the Vess would like to see you,”

When Voe reached the conference room, all the Vees and their intimidating presence were fully displayed. They all have straight faces and are eerily quiet until she settles herself into a seat.

“Yes?” she sounds bored

“We saw your LIVE, and I just wanted to issue my congrats,”

They respond with scattered clapping “Outstanding dear,” Velvette compliments her “I had my doubts, but you rocked that romper,”

“Yeah, my juice looks good on you,” Val grins, saliva dripping from his lips

“There’s more isn’t there?” she asked “You didn’t just call me down here to give me praise,”

“We want the LIVEs to be longer, clearly the people love to hear you, so perhaps script them?”

“And you need to start doing videos too, and they have to be at least 3 minutes long,”

They all look at Val to see his input and he’s playing a game on his phone. He looks up “Oh I don’t have anything to say,”

An intern bursts into the room and calls out “Mr. Vox! Mr. Vox!” they sound out of breath and they all turn to them

“We are literally in a MEETING!” Vox slams his fist on the desk

When the intern catches their breath they say “The Radio Demon is on the air,”

Vox stands up hastily “Meeting adjourned!” And runs out of the room

Vel and Val purse their lips in annoyance

“Are you two coming or WHAT?”

They step up to begrudgingly follow him and Voe tags along, wanting to be supported. She runs up next to Velvette 

“The Radio Demon?” she asks the other woman

Vel rolls her eyes “Ugh,”

“What are you saying you fucking asshole?!” Vox asks crouched over a radio

“Vox, calm down before you cause another blackout,”

“What’s got his panties bunched up?”

Val takes a drag of his cigarette “El demonio de la radio”

“Heh?”

Vel scoffs “The Radio Demon,”

“Who is that? Vox’s mortal enemy?”

She groans “I guess you could say that,”

“If you hate him, why are we listening to this?”

“Because he’s trying to find, what is it Vox?”

“An angle!”

“Yes, an angle,” Velvette mocks him

“VINNY COME TAKE NOTES. I’VE GOT YOU NOW ALASTOR! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!”

Voe looks around the room “Does he know that he looks legit crazy right now?”

Velvette shrugs “I don’t know what’s going on through his head in these moments,” 

Voe looks down at the radio “I can’t believe you even own this,” she goes to poke it before her hand is swatted at by Vox

“DON’T TOUCH THAT!” he snarls 

“What the fuck? Is it really that serious?”

Velvette rolls her eyes “You have no idea,”

“But you didn’t hear this from me!” The voice on the radio said, “Aha!”

“Aha!” He mocks “SHUT UP BITCH”

Voe leans forward on the table “Wow Vox, I haven’t known you that long, but this is the lowest point I’ve ever seen you at,”

“Oh trust me, he’s been lower,”

“Oh I am so much better than him, right?” he whips around to the others who nod bored

Voe laughs “Vox you’re constantly acting like the big man in charge, but you come undone for a voice on the radio? What, do you think he’s prettier than you?”

“HE IS NOT!”

“Ugh, I can’t” Velvette walks away scrolling away on her phone

Voe turns to walk away. She cannot see Vox like this and hears the clicking of heels that are not hers. She turns to find Valentino behind her with a huge grin. 

“Amorcita,” he calls her, then bends down to meet the doe at eye level “I’ve heard from Vox that you desire the game that comes from us, yes?”

She blinks “You guys talk about me?”

“Of course hermosa! You’re something special,” he winks

She lets this compliment settle “Go on,”

“You’ll never get what you’re looking for working for Vox…come work for me instead,”

She’s skeptical “Don’t you make porn?”

He takes a drag on his cigarette “I prefer to call them adult films. They’re art,” he chuckles “and you are the perfect asset to enhance my art. A thick brown doe, now that is something people would pay top dollar to see. You could easily be bigger than Angel Dust,”

“Isn’t Angel Dust your pride and joy?”

He shrugs “Don’t worry, he’s just a toy. You would have my full attention,” he grins again 

Voe starts walking and Val follows her. 

“I don’t know about doing porn,”

He grabs her chin “Aww, are you shy? You can’t be with that body,” he bites his lip

“I’m not shy, I just think I could be doing better things. Did you know Vox invited me to be a guest on his show?” She pulls her chin out of his grip. 

Val squints and furrows his brows, letting out a tiny ‘squeak’ as he responds “And then what? You’re on the show and then you’re done. With me, you’ll be a star forever,”

“Do you want my soul?”

“Well, that is the price, yes,”

“Wouldn’t that mean you own me?” Val shrugs “Give me time to think, we may be able to work something out,”

Time to think? She already knew that she would not be participating in his whore activities, but it was good to leave the door open for further business opportunities. She was above pornography, but never above fame.

Chapter 3>

[nsk96]

Hey so I’ve been thinking about how on tumblr we can cater our experience and block people who irritate us.

And now I’m wondering why I haven’t applied this principle to other social media I use. I’m so slow.

I use instagram a lot because I like looking at funny videos and like to see posts from other women talking about important societal issues regarding women’s rights and safety. It helps me keep up to date on new laws and current events as well as things to be careful of. The comment sections however is what bother me the most.

Seeing hateful edgy comments from men in the comments section that tend to victim blame, make r*pe jokes (or make fun of the situation), glorify violence on women, invalidate the issues and concerns, etc. disgusts me. Makes me lose some hope.

Tbh, it also makes me afraid to date again.

I know the internet being the internet is gonna amplify these things because it brings people with like thoughts from around the world together in one place. But holy shit, it’s overwhelming on Instagram in particular. Like they just can’t leave women alone, especially women who are self proclaimed “single and happy.” The “cat-lady” and “anti-depressant” remarks are so overused.

It was making me more depressed than I already am and then this week I was finally like “what if I just start blocking them”. Block them and the dudes who Like their comments. There’s so many y’all, it’s tiring having to block them all…but I feel like the more of these dudes I block, the less I see on new posts. Maybe some of them were just stalking women’s posts endlessly.

I also realized the amount of women with internalized misogyny is staggering. Not to mention the amount of teen boys spewing this nonsense as well as if the grown men commenting wasn’t enough.

I can’t help but wonder…wouldn’t it be funny if I started dating again and a guy of interest turns out to be on the block list? 😂 This thought actually makes me feel a little safer ngl but it would also be scary

[ichayalovesyou]

I’m Gonna Go Off About How Good Avatar: Way of The Water Was

Because apparently nobody else wants to and that is patently LAME.

SPOILERS AHEAD

I want to be so REAL with y’all, that movie BROKE me. Not just in a mindless entertainment way like soooooo many people believe the Avatar franchise is. It had some serious food for thought in it, hamfisted environmentalist allegories be damned because you know what maybe we SHOULD have more hamfisted environmentalist movies if the message ain’t getting through otherwise.

I think it’s so weird that some people seem to believe Way of The Water is just the first one over again but in the ocean. When really it’s just that Quadritch is alive for sci-fi reasons and it’s humans being terrible to an environment that doesn’t belong to them. So you know, normal stuff like ✨characters and themes✨

So many new elements got introduced to the story. The consequences of Jake’s actions from the first film having more ripples and settling with that guilt and the Na’vi themselves having diverse reactions to Jake and his family in a way that makes a lot of sense.

The Tulkan, yet another highly intelligent species on Pandora beyond the humanoid Na’vi and the complex consciousness of Eywa. The fact that the na’vi can communicate with them through sign language and that even tho they’re extremely intelligent humans with slaughter them for a tiny highly valuable fraction of their body? Hmmm 🤔 sounds familiar.

Neytiri’s hatred of humans in general strokes clashing with her love of Jake and her resentment for Quadritch’s son Spider.

OH MAN AND THE KIDS ARE SO INTERESTING TOO

Spider being the son of toxic military macho man and yet feeling as tho he belongs to the na’vi, human physically but not in his soul. Being forced to translate for his dad to try and protect as many na’vi as he can as him and his military avatar goons try and smoke Jake out. Knowing Neytiri will never accept him. That’s a FASCINATING character right there.

Lo’ak bonding with an ostracized Tulkan, having a complicated relationship with his dad (Jake) because they’re pretty much TOO much alike. The fact that he doesn’t let his dad let himself drown near the end by showing every ounce of wisdom he’s learned from the Metkayina. “I see you” INDEED. That shit b r o k e me!

And KIRI oh my gawd gurl what is UP with you??? I think the more we learn about this girl the more we’re going to learn about Eywa. My theory is because Grace was the first and probably only human to not only figure out at least a fraction of what Eywa essentially is on a scientific level but also died on the world and might’ve basically become part of Eywa and maybe even given her/it the means to interface with the na’vi (like KIRI especially) on a verbal/more direct level. Which potentially could make Kiri the bridge between Humans, Na’vi and Eywa. THAT IS SO COOL.

That’s not even getting into how cool all the new Metkayina characters are (with some serious potential) Ronal, Tonowari, Aonung and Tsireya. Ronal is just pure badassery (going to war while pregnant?! Holy shit girl!). I sense an intriguing friendship forming between Tonowari and Jake “Your son is buried with our ancestors, you are Metkayina now”. The beginnings of a possible friendship between Lo’ak and Aonung and the almost definite romantic arc they’re prob gonna do with Lo’ak & Tsireya.

All the relationships and interpersonal character drama in this franchise is intriguing to me. Even if the theme part is a little redundant, you can’t deny the new characters are gonna make things REALLY interesting provided the writing stays as good as it’s been.

Also I eat Pandora Na’vi clan lore for breakfast, I hope we get introduced to even more clans than the Omaticaya and Metkayina in the future.

Was it maybe a little longer than necessary? Maybe. Was quaritch’s resurrection a little slapdash? Yeah a little but not enough to make his evolution as a character boring imo.

Anyway I’m sick of people who act like stuff is bad just cuz it’s popular and doesn’t have a steady fandom. Do you know what did well critically that had environmental themes and barely had a fandom too? Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance I don’t think it’s any less cool or promising for it. Yes I’m a little bitter that people aren’t talking about this movie why??

P.S. If you like this franchise check out Tsu’tey’s Path from Dark Horse comics. Gives a bunch of deleted scenes lore more context and fleshes out one of the most interesting na’vi characters from the first film.

[pursuedbyamemoryy]

HI DAWN !! coming into ur inbox (for the first time?! 🙀✨) just to greet ya hehe >:)) i hope u r doing well !!! OKAY just to talk a bit. i've never rlly been into fnaf aside from being rlly invested in lore (i just wasn't an fnaf kid if that makes sense 🥺) BUT AAA MY FRIENDS WHO R INTO IT want to drag me to watch and ofc i will BUT just wondering for fun. did u enjoy!! wld u recommend!! (HEHE HAVE A GOOD DAY) <33 (also i never said yet but u are so based for spiderverse cod rdr. love them all sm. AND HOZIER the best ever. i barely know dead poets society but wld u recommend it !! ;O heehee)

OMG HIIIII!!! i’ve been good, i hope you’re doing well too <33 thank you for checking in 😇😇!!

honestly not being super into fnaf is so valid, i played a couple of games here and only learned the lore like last year because THERES SO MUCH??? and it’s so confusing like wtf? but omg i hope you have fun when you see the movie!!! i def recommend it! they didn’t follow the lore completely but that definitely doesn’t mean it was bad, it was a fun movie, i liked it!! ( except for the other people in the theater because they were so loud and disrespectful the entire movie like it was SO BAD but aside from that i enjoyed it ) josh hutcherson is also so hot in the movie and no i will not shut up about it!!

ALSO AHHHH i miss my spiderverse era omg i was SOOO into it i think i need to rewatch the movies again. and rdr2 is like my favorite game ever i could talk about it for hours genuinely. i’m currently on my second play through and i’m almost done w the game again and i’m going for low honor this time UGHHH IM NOT READY FOR THE ENDING 😭😭 i cried so hard my first play through. i also need to play rdr1 and i even borrowed my friends xbox for it but i’ve always been a pc player so i CANNOT play on a controller like i struggle so bad for no reason LMAOO

HOZIER. DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED UGHHHH i love him so so much his music means everything to me. and i will never shut up about how i saw him live!!! current fav song has to be either i carrion or abstract. or maybe dinner & diatribes. or like his whole discography yk???

as for dps it’s such a good movie!! this sounds so dramatic but tbh it changed the way i view poetry and literature overall ( i was never super into poetry but after watching i’ve taken an interest to it ) as well as just like… life?? and taking different opportunities and doing things you love and such. definitely definitely recommend it <33 - tw for suicide towards the end but everyone just kind of pretends that part never happens LMAO. it’s also like not graphic there’s no blood or anything ( he’s not dead your honor!!! he’s alive and happy and in love!!! )

i rambled a bit but omg y’all!!! talk to me in my inbox more i had sm fun w this HEHE

[bagofspoons]

POST SESSION 1 DLDND CHARACTER THOUGHTS

holy SHIT y’all the hiatus is over w a long ass session to start us off. i passed out so hard post session but now. i have things to say abt peoples characters and im going to say them. plus an added pronoun check for my own memory. this is a long post so ill pop it all under da cut. tldr at the end 2

IZZY | ALASTRELLE (they/he)

i LIKE THEM. i like them. i was very eyes emoji at their intro and im rly excited to see a druid. i have a feelin that theres a lot more 2 alastrelle than meets the eye but im not rly sure what. we got an insight check that he seems to know more than hes letting on... but like. idk. i have a feelin that theyre more like... they know stuff but not in a malicious way? mayb im bein 2 optimistic and alastrelle is just waiting 2 absolutely decimate every1. they DID heal ma’el tho so like... i think they do not want this. they seem kind. i want 2 know more.

CADILLAC | R-D 2.04 (pronouns unknown - seems to vary)

everybody is so mean 2 me image. r-d is rly. look. i love them but i also hate them. he’s so fuckin funny but also.... gestures broadly at the last hour of the session. she seems 2 b tha only character built 4 outright combat. at least from what weve seen. it seems like a lot of the others went 4 classes that cld offer support (from my limited knowledge of the classes themselves plus dnd) whereas cadillac built (literally) a beast. she seems really cool and had some rly amazing moments first session. designated antagonist im super interested to see how every1 is going 2 interact w the person who drew 1st blood!! also tha character we got the most backstory 4 session 1. kinda dont blame it for the murders but. i dont want any pcs to die T_T

NOX | DOCTOR (PALL’OR) REMAEDI (he/him, okay with they)

HE’S COOL... the outfit is very wizardly but we know hes a cleric. am i right when i look at the ref art and see that hes purple. he is purple. he also shotgunned an unmentioned vial (WHY DID NO 1 ASK ABOUT THAT AUAUEUEGEUGH) and the rice and meat. chuggin ig. seems like... cautious? mayb suspicious but remarkably chill. well. i say chill. again. gestures at the last hour or so of the session. LUV the weapon design. would luv 2 see it do some more damage (see “r-d is built for combat” above. terrifyink). i want 2 know more abt his eyepatch and stitches and general deal. do we think hes an unethical doctor guys. would he kill u for like. fun.

CERIN | EIWN (she/her)

pretty lady. fllushed emoji. i love her design a lot its rly cool. i assumed she was druid bc of it but idk if pep would have allowed class double ups? plus cerin is bein v secretive... possibly monk? eye dee kay im rly just guessin at this point. shes so funny 2 the bit w the shelter being her height and alastrelle tryin 2 fix it secretly was great. i dont have much 2 say abt her yet but i think she will turn out to b EXTREMELY interesting. i kno 4 a fact cerin will say smth and then the dash will explode w how much we love eiwn.

RIVER | MA’EL(VAR) (he/him)

IS HE NORMAL??? squints. i dunno... intro was. suspicious. i did like him tryin 2 explain stuff to r-d that was kinda funny. he seems to b like... relatively level headed? i struggled to get a read on his personality except like... suspicious of others but wants 2 cooperate. clearly doesnt want 2 b here el oh el. HE DID ALMOST DIE 2 TIMES WITH NO IDEA WHAT WAS HAPPENING EL EM AY OH. i wonder how hes gonna react to that.

PEP | MIYM (she/her, okay with they)

MIYM MY FUCKIN BELOVED. kenku AND a bard? plus card themed LDFKJ. alto WISHES he could. the resume made me laugh sm and she generally just seems so nice... i like that she’s immediately forming more positive relationships w tha others... probably intentional on pep’s part as a filler character for the pair offs. i was wondering why they were getting such an outright dmpc and was wondering if she was gonna get killed early... i was real newvous. its cool tho. i like her a lot. very glad miym explained the whole premise 2. thank u from da audience i was a little like WHAT THE HELL. but in a good way

TL;DR - I LIKE THEM ALL. i think theres a LOT of things we havent touched (obvs. it was 1 session) but a lot of seeds and references to things wer made i think. also it looks like we got a lot of elves lol. im generally just rly excited 2 see them play again and having consensual and established pvp will make things VERY interesting. i wonder what the symbols on the like... bracelets/necklaces are 4. and what happens when someone dies.... do they both go to zero/make death saves? i guess we will see....

[f1nalboys]

ok i’ve collected my thoughts on evil dead rise so under the cut i will share them hehe!! THERE R SPOILERS UNDER HERE!!! i talk abt what i liked and didn’t like and i talk specifically abt scenes!!!! if y’all wanna talk to me abt it more feel free to send me an ask, i’m abt to nap cus of cramps but i will answer them when i’m up <3 lmk if u agree or not and what ur fave scenes were!!!

so

i didn’t hate it! i’d say overrall this is a high three or a very low 4, but i don’t think i’ll be rewatching this any time soon :/ i def prefer the 2013 remake but this was still enjoyable and i had a good time watching it!!!

i think the problem i had was i had seen the trailers (which were all clips basically? at least the official ones i found on tik tok were clips from the movie) and had spoiled major moments of it for myself. normally i’m okay with and love spoilers but i think i would’ve enjoyed this one in particular more if the few scenes had been a surprise to me!!

things i loved: ELLIE!!!! holy shit, i truly think she stole the show. the difference in her as human vs as a deadite was so cool, i loved her mommy shtick she kept through out, and i think she was so eerie (i legit had a nightmare abt her killing me a few days ago before i had even watched the movie and that never happens) so!!!! i also liked the story and the change of setting, it being in an apartment and confined on that one floor (for the most part) was so interesting and i loved the difference in the book of the dead from the other movies AND the vinyl!!!! the gore was top notch and i saw lots of practical effects which will always make a movie at least 2 stars for me!! also the girl who played kassie was good AND she did her own stunt for the elevator scene which was so cool hehe. i liked the more subtle call backs to the past movies in the franchise more than the overt ones!!

i rlly liked the scenes of ellie in the hallway through the peephole and how there was blood dripping over it!!! i I LOVED THE SCENE WHERE ELLIE IS LAYING OK THE GROUND AND BRIDGET AND DANNY CRY OVER HER BODY BEFORE LAUGHING. it was such a good scene omg!!!! also the scene of bridget under the sheet floating down the hallway following danny and kassie GODDDDD!!!! and not to praise deadite ellie again but the way she moves was so cool hehe, i rlly liked how subtly off they all walked and how it felt like they were getting used to being in a body again!!!

i also loved the opening title card scene after the girl falls into the water!!!! seeing her rise up in a blasphemous way along w the title card and have it reflect in the water OH it was so good!!! and the scene where the girl is talking and saying the line of the book the other one is reading made me go 😦😦 so!!!

also im also glad they didn’t include a tree scene, but they payed homage w the elevator wires. that scene was unnecessary in the first movies and is one of my least fave parts of the franchise (especially with how Certain Fans treat it) so i’m glad they didn’t include it LMFAO

things i didn’t like: most of the acting 😔 i feel bad knocking the actors bc obviously i’m not one and idk how difficult it is, but the acting from the non-deadites really fell flat for me most of the time :/ the main girl, beth, was so close to mia in looks and attitude it just kept making me think of her which wasn’t good bc i prefer mia LMFAO 😔 the acting from bridget was rlly where i found the movie lacking though :/ some of the shots were def not my type of directing style but i know they’re all call backs to the franchise so i cant knock them too bad but the weird split screen stuff that happened (only 2 times???) was enough for me to text my friend and go “ew” LMAO. i also hated how under utilized the other characters were! the old man, the young guy who maybe had a thing with ellie, the 2 kids. it was rlly obvious they were there to boost the body count to me which sucked :(

also side note beth’s acting rlly annoyed me towards the end especially in the garage with the close ups of her face and her lip twitching but JDNWKDNWJ again thags a personal thing so i’m choosing to ignore it when i rate the movie

the baby stuff w beth was annoying as was the groupie thing but i think that’s just me so i didn’t count it against them hehe. the scene where all of the deadite are telling beth and kassie “dead by dawn” was so fucking cheesy i couldn’t find it in myself to be even a little unnerved which sucked bc i kind of loved the combining scene but it felt lack luster at the end… some of the character decisions were also so ridiculous and i KNOW it’s a movie but guys. stop leaving ur weapons embedded in them. TAKE THEM EITH YOU. PLEASE. i know it wouldn’t have helped but at the end why r u leaving it up to chance??? i also thought the ending scene was a little meh with her not noticing the blood filled parking lot until after she was in her car? idk and to add to that, the opening scene was kind of :/ but i liked the drone fake out they did

[jihyoruri]

okay out of all the y/ns leokey paranoia is my favorite. not only bc of her but because her group and its dynamics feel so fleshed out it’s like i care about her but i also care about her interactions with the world around her…scrolling thru the tag to discover more i was lowkey tweaking w the amount of hanyn shippers like y’all just want to see hanni bc that crossover makes zero sense like hanni would just not be her type in anyway…pls scroll the hanni tag instead like damn!

Ik a few anons asked about seeing more moments between the group itself and o feel like i’d be really interested in seeing their dynamic and their inside jokes and interactions tbh!! I really like them as a unit. PLSSS give us some fun paranoia stories…also could we possibly get another ig update?

Also ik wony and y/n recently became a hot topic but for some reason—maybe bc of jimin— i feel like y/n would go for younger boys and older women. I just get that vibe,,,the person who mentioned yeji and y/n was lowkey onto something i feel esp bc of the drama with karina🤭🤭i feel like i could also see her w ryujin bc of her like nonchalance…Idk those r my thoughts but i’m excited to see what happens please give us more of paranoia y/n i fw her heavy

idk why this made me so happy I love when people talk about paranoia 😭

yeah I definitely have things planned where it’s focused on the group since it seems like a lot of you guys like yn wonbin jay and an insta update will def come out very soon.

honestly yn’s limit with dating ppl younger than her is a year but she does go for older ppl most of the time.

who yn may or may not end up with is still in the air because out of all my yn’s she’s honestly the hardest to see in a relationship but just know I’m working over time figuring it out 😭

[weirdthoughtsandideas]

If DCLA characters had Tumblr part 8 🕺🏼

✌🏼 arodarmivida Follow

I think that my coach is a witch. Like seriously she has magical powers and I am scared of her. A witch.

🌼 punk-not-dead Follow

I can help. My aunt is a witch, witchyness run in my family.

I can DM you some recipes to protect yourself if she casts curses on you.

✌🏼 arodarmivida Follow

Omg help this was a one-time thought I had when I just got to know my coach. I’ve come to learn that she is a nice witch 💜💜 Also she’s kind of been a mentor for me and my gf with some non-training related things… :3

I’m still interested in getting those recipes tho

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I need to write something out. The person will hopefully never know this is about them until I tell them. It does not have any structure at all, I’m just writing out what I think in a sentence at a time.

I love everything about you

Your smile, shining up the room

Your laughter, like music to my ears

When you sing, it’s even more than music

Your voice can fill a stadium, and it has

When I met your you were so shy

Look at you now, my butterfly

Even though that was the only thing that rhymed

You must understand that what I feel for you can’t be tied down to poetry’s rules

I just need to express it all

It’s just a draft, after all

I love your locks and how you dream

When I look at you, I think see a violet stream

When you look at me, you beam

We’re only friends

I hope we can be more

But it’s ok the way it is, too

But I will always cherish you, and hope that one day it be us two

🎤 singing-is-who-i-am Follow

WOW Amiga!! Even if it had no structure it really got me!!

I’m super-duper-curious who this is about 🤭 You have to tell me when you’re ready.

🌟 supernova-number-one Follow

OH MY GOD.

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My awkward ass seeing a girl blow a kiss for a video and me blowing a kiss back because I thought she blew it at me???

I’m glad she didn’t see me because eigoelfkeosofkqkfkoei

💍 queenoftherink Follow

Maybe I did blow it at you, even if I didn’t see you blow one back 😉 You’ll never know

🍓 chico-fresa Follow

��mbar, just a heads up, that person you flirt with is Jim. Not a dude name Jim, it’s Jimena that we know.

Took me a while to figure out but yeah. You’ve been flirting with a girl.

💍 queenoftherink Follow

Yeah no, dear weirdass ex who was pretty cool when we were 15 but now I don’t know why I even was attracted to you, I know. In difference to you I know everything about everyone because I pay attention.

🍓 chico-fresa Follow

Well, nonetheless Jim has a girlfriend so it doesn’t look good if you go flirt with someone taken

💍 queenoftherink Follow

Says you?

🏳️‍🌈 creyendoenmi Follow

Ámbar is allowed to flirt with Jim 💜

💍 queenoftherink Follow

Well OK then, Jim’s girlfriend

According to me y’all have been thirsting over me in secret ever since you broke into my house to ”meet Sebastian Villalobos” and I found you literally crawling on the floor hiding behind my couch. The reason you let me flirt with your gf is because you’re equally into me. I’m flattered.

🍓 chico-fresa Follow

Wait, creyendoenmi is Jim’s girlfriend?! Is that why you won’t say her name, Ámbar?

I’m gonna really start paying attention at J&R now

💍 queenoftherink Follow

Oops. I guess you girls need to stop making out backstage now

✌🏼 arodarmivida Follow

… you know about that?

💍 queenoftherink Follow

I know everything and more. I’ve walked in on you several times and you did not even notice me.

🏳️‍🌈 creyendoenmi Follow

… did you want to join us?

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🌼 punk-not-dead Follow

I can immediately sense when my friends have something going on and they are so DELUSIONAL. Everyone knows they are in love before they know it.

👩🏻‍🦱 dangerously-beautiful-ant Follow

Everyone also knows that you are in love with someone and you have no idea.

🌼 punk-not-dead Follow

Can you elaborate on that??

🌼 punk-not-dead Follow

Who am I in love with??

🌟 supernova-number-one Follow

Naty I’ve been trying to ask you this both in irl and online. Please reply.

It’s very important for me to know who Cami has a crush on.

#as her childhood rival it’s my job to know #so I can tease her

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Hello! On my new youtube video I will show you how to make a cake cake by using substitutes if you don't have all the ingredients you think you have at home! Link in bio!

🌟 supernova-number-one Follow

Why go through all that work instead of just using cake mix... just put water or milk in powder and done.

👨‍🍳 kunsts-best-chef Follow

Assuming that I would ever use cake mix is the most offensive thing I've ever heard. I also don't think it tastes good at all, it tastes... superficial.

🌟 supernova-number-one Follow

Then find a way to get cake mix to taste better then? You're a chef or whatever, I don't know you.

👨‍🍳 kunsts-best-chef Follow

... I guess that can be my next youtube video

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My morning today:

Woke up at 7 and stood up in my bed, thinking about getting dressed, going downstairs to eat breakfast, go brush my teeth, grab my skates, skate to Jam and Roller and spend the day there

I thought about this for so long I forgot that I had not actually left my bedroom yet

It wasn't until my cousin came into my room at 8:30 asking why I was standing like a statue on my bed that I snapped out of it and went to get dressed

She was still there as I undressed and I forgot to tell her I was changing out of my pajamas, so she was a bit caught off guard just seeing me take my shirt off, and she quickly looked away

We went down to breakfast together and I asked her if I had been to Jam and Roller today. She said "no, they have not even opened yet"

At breakfast I accidentally put sugar in my juice

Then I was about to leave, but my cousin stopped me and said I forgot my skates. I facepalmed because how could I forget my skates!!

Halfway skating to Jam and Roller I realized I had forgotten to brush my teeth and went back to do that.

When I came back, I forgot what I was supposed to do and started to clean my room because I realized it was messy.

My cousin came into my room with my toothbrush, and said "I don't know what you would do without me". I brushed my teeth for 5 minutes and then remembered I needed to clean my room and I needed to do it right now!!

My cousin was like "no you don't have to clean your room we have staff members for that because we are rich" and I was like... oh.

We roller skated to Jam and Roller together! And now I'm here with my friends!! <33

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💍 queenoftherink Follow

Sometimes it feels slightly weird that two of the people I’ve kissed has also kissed my cousin. How is it possible two people who both are so different from each other also went to kiss and date two really different girls-

🛼 rollerskatingonthemoon Follow

I think it’s funny 😂

🥸 jeremias-realperson Follow

I think none of you should kiss at all! You are way too young to engage in such activities!

🛼 rollerskatingonthemoon Follow

Who are you? 🤔

💍 queenoftherink Follow

Don’t interact with him, Lunita. I’ve seen him around other blogs I follow. They must have blocked him and thus he searches for new people

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Fun fact: This account started just to mess with some girls at my school, and then it ended with me walking around in a wig and having a whole secret identity everyone wanted to find out about

🎤 singing-is-who-i-am Follow

It reminds me of when I wanted to spy on my ex and thus dressed up in a wig and glasses. Then it escalated really hard and he fell in love with my secret identity

📸 felicityfornow Follow

Haha! My crush fell in love with my secret identity too. It was a whole mess.

🎸 beanie-guitarist Follow

There’s something with Buenos Aires and just having stuff like this happen 🤣 Idk there must be something in the water but I feel like everyone I know that lives here just do crazy stuff 🤣🤣 At first I just thought argentineans just were like that™️ but then I started to do weird stuff too

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🎀 italys-biggest-bow-collector Follow

Why has everyone I dated consistently had black hair?

It’s such a random fact but like ?? do I have a type I didn’t realize I had??

My crush now is a brunette tho

🎤 singing-is-who-i-am Follow

:o !! Some more clues about your secret crush! This is exciting >:3 I’m gonna figure it out

🌼 punk-not-dead Follow

Am I gonna have do start a yearly count on this post too

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🏳️‍🌈 creyendoenmi Follow

A big sign I should have realized I was gay sooner was the fact that, when everyone started to hit puberty I spent way more time focused on looking how my best friend's body changed rather than my own.

I recall one time in like 8th grade when we changed for gym class and I caught myself staring at her changing clothes, and being like... well. I caught myself then decided it was a great idea to STARE AT THE OTHERS just to show that I wasn't just staring at her...

After at least 10 weird looks from all the girls in the changing room I decided to always look down at the ground in the changing rooms in school.

We're not gonna discuss how it was showering after class with my bestie wondering why I didn't want to shower when it had been all fine all previous times...

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👁️👄👁️

🏳️‍🌈 creyendoenmi Follow

Hi sweetie

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💍 queenoftherink Follow

Being an "early bloomer" meant that I was more popular than I already was in middle school. People came to me and asked questions like "oh how does it feel to have a period", "how does it feel to wear a bra" and I felt so cool about it at the time...

But I was also literally 11. I knew as little as everyone else, trust me I was not very mature just because I hit puberty early lol

🛼 rollerskatingonthemoon Follow

I never understood the thing about "early" and "late" bloomers, and why you treat someone more adult or more like a child because of it? It's like when you lose your baby teeth. Some people lose their baby teeth when they are 5 and others don't lose their first baby tooth until they are 9. It has nothing to do with immaturity. Same thing with puberty, really. An 11 year old is an 11 year old and should always be treated as an 11 year old regardless how "early" or "late" they are in puberty. Same thing with someone who is 14. They should be treated like their age, not how developed their bodies are.

I've met people who has told me they felt so distressed and "behind" because they had not really hit puberty, and even people feeling childish because they had not lost a single baby tooth when they were 7, while "everyone else" had. And people who were early and felt this pressure and expectation of being more mature because of it.

Like, for me, it just happened when it happened and I never felt like I was "late" or "early" with anything. I felt like people wanted me to feel like I had to compare with everyone else, but for some reason but it just wasn't a big deal for me.

💍 queenoftherink Follow

Luna I am so jealous of your mind right now... I'm not that very often but like I am now.

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[jmdbjk]

Rated R for adults:

My anon asks are fixated on who is racking up Instagram interactions and our mens are out here killing us with their sexy. Saddle up people! Chapter 2 is upon us! Get ready to ride! 

I am pretty stoked for this Chapter 2 stuff. Between naked Jimin, Tae, Jungkook and Jin, tattoos, Tae jetting off with other pretty people and partying it up with wild people humping couches in Paris, and now Mr. Sunshine with this dark creepy thing goin’ on...I am on edge waiting for whatever Jimin unleashes on us. 

Some Armys are shocked at what they are seeing at that after party in pictures and video when in my opinion they’re not that big of a deal. Save Tae’s virgin eyeballs! Send out the chastity brigade! 

People think the members have lived this pure life all this time. Have y’all seen that full sleeve of tattoos that Jungkook has? And his piercings? That sort of thing is not something a pure as driven snow South Korean would sport. 

Granted, the fandom is so diverse. Many people from many walks of life are BTS fans. What is mild to me may be extremely pornographic to someone else in another part of the world. Those who live a very sheltered life from all this vulgarity are probably in for more shocking things to come...so to speak.

I know many of you who read my blog think I am joking when I talk about the little hints of bondage fetish we see here and there between Jimin and Jungkook. I’m kinda not joking. Catch those eyebrow raises and those innuendos... “be honest you enjoyed it.” The first time I caught notice of that I had to rewind a few times to make sure I saw what I saw and heard what I heard. Jungkook had to stifle himself here....

However, one of the things that drew me to BTS to begin with was their wholesomeness. I loved that about them. It was so refreshing after seeing naked body after naked body and hearing lyrics about putting my dick in your mouth or my wet-ass pussy or whatever. I mean...where’s the anticipation and titillation if you’re just gonna go straight to the climax? There is no more shock value. WHERE’S THE FOREPLAY IN THAT?

So now, we’ve been told they want to show something more raw, more explicit, as Jimin has stated. Maybe he meant “more straightforward” and not “explicit” as we may interpret it in meaning a full frontal nudity kind of way but I’m game for straightforward too. I like explicit all different ways. This was kinda explicit:

Hobi is revealing this dark aesthetic. The preview pics are interesting, a little unnerving, definitely not the Hobi we’ve come to know up to this point. We will see and hear Friday this new side he wants to show us.

I want to see Mr. Cutie Sexy Lovely come out with something very LUSTY because I know he can pull it off. I want to see all the sides of Jimin, male and female. He’ll have the whole world on their knees panting. If that’s what he wants to do of course. We all know he’s been trying to get naked for us for a long time now.

I want to see more of this Jimin (maybe with less clothing...we can dream right?):

I want the individual members to be able to express anything they want and to any extreme they want. We went from screaming and flailing on the ground when we caught a glimpse of a bare shoulder and now we are seeing bare chests, belly buttons and full naked backs and it’s great because these men are in the prime of their lives and if they want to, they should be able to flaunt everything they have while they have it in tip top shape. 

Perhaps this is the game plan all along. BTS as a group is more wholesome and accessible to a broad audience. The individual members, maybe not so much. But they are in their mid to late twenties and two are about to cross over to thirty. GROWN ASS MEN. 

Oh, I can’t forget pretty JK in his pink and gay Left and Right:

FYI, If you sent me something prior to me posting this that involves Instagram...I deleted it. I’m tired of seeing the words of the erroneously self-righteous and the insecure. If you need attention, please come up with something else more interesting and I will consider it. If you come thinking you are going to prove something, newsflash: I deleted your ask, my time is valuable, use it more wisely. If you just want to talk about Jimin and Jungkook or the other members, I love that, but I’m not gonna re-hash Instagram faux-reality anymore.

[that-disabled-radfem]

Happy back-to-school y’all

I’ve attended and worked at a couple of super liberal universities. I avoid the gender studies departments for obvious reasons and I still had a lecture in which the female prof gave a brief overview of TERFs and proclaimed her hatred of JKR. Being openly critical of gender ideology, the porn industry, kinks, and ‘sex work’ are the kind of things that can ruin your future in academia. Not to mention the fact that any speech or actions that could be labelled transphobic (ie. defining woman as adult human female) can get you a suspension according to many universities anti-hate-speech policies. 

So, here’s a list of small and smallish (small in terms of overt TERFery, some may require more effort than others) radical feminist actions you can take as a university student:

(this is a liberal arts perspective so if you’re a stem gal this may not apply. but also if you’re in stem maybe you can actually acknowledge that women are oppressed as a sex class without getting kicked out of school. idk)

(Note for TRAs hate reading this: One of the core actions of radical feminism is creating female networks. This is not so that we can brainwash people into being anti-trans. This is because female solidarity is necessary for creating class consciousness and overturning patriarchy. It is harder to subjugate the female sex when we stand together.)

Take classes with female profs. Multiple sections of a class? Pick the one taught by a woman. Have to chose an elective? Only look at electives offered by women. When classes have low numbers they get cancelled. When classes are super popular, universities are forced to consider promoting the faculty that teach them

Make relationships with these female profs. Go to office hours. Chat after class. Ask them about their research. Building female networks is sooooo important!

Actually fill in your end of year course feedback forms. Profs often need these when applying for tenure or applying for a job at another university so it is very important (especially with young and/or new profs) that you fill out these forms and give specific examples of how great these women are. Go off about what you love about them! Give her a brilliant review because you know the idiot boy in that class who won’t shut up even though he knows nothing is going to give her only negative feedback because he thinks any woman who leaves the house is a feminazi b*tch. 

(note: obviously don’t go praising any prof - female or male - who is blatantly racist, homophobic, etc.)

(Also if you have shitty male profs write down all the horrible things they have done and said and put it in these forms because once a shitty man gets tenure they are virtually untouchable)

(also also, leave a good review on rate my profs or whatever other thing students use to figure out if they want to take classes. idc if you copy paste your feedback from the formal review. rave about the class to your friends. do what you can to get good enrolment for that prof for reasons above.)

Participate in class. Talk over the male students. Say what you mean and mean it. Call out the boys when they say dumb shit

Write about women. If you have the option to make a text written by a woman your primary text in an essay, do it. Pick the female-centred option if you’re writing an exam-essay with multiple prompts. (Profs often look at what works on their syllabus are being written about/engaged with as a marker of whether to keep those texts the next time they teach the class. If there are badass women on your syllabus, write about them to keep them on the syllabus) Use female-written secondary sources whenever possible. 

(pro tip: many women in academia are more than happy to talk to you about their papers. expand your female networks by reaching out to article authors through email and asking them about their cool shit)

Get your essays published! Many departments have undergrad journals you can publish in. This will ensure more people read about the women you write about and will demonstrate to the department that people like learning about women

Consider trying to publish your undergrad essay with a legit peer-reviewed journal. If you can do it, your use of female-written secondary sources boosts the reputations of the women who wrote those secondary sources. Also this helps generally to increase scholarship about women’s writing!

Present your papers at conferences! Many schools have their own undergraduate/departmental conferences that you can present at. Push yourself by submitting to outside conferences. Bring attention to women’s works by presenting your papers. Take a space at a conference that would otherwise be reserved for mediocre men

Talk to your profs and/or your department and/or your university about mandating the inclusion of female works in classes if this isn’t something they do already

Sit next to other women in your classes. Talk to them. Make friends. Form study groups. Proofread each other’s essays. Give each other knowing looks when the boys are being dumb. Just interact with other women! Build those female networks!

Be generous with your compliments. A female classmate and I were talking to a prof after class and the classmate told me (out of the blue) that I always have such interesting things to say. I think about that whenever I’m lacking confidence about my academic skills. Compliment the women in your classes for speaking up, for sharing their opinions, for challenging your classmates/profs, for doing cool presentations, etc.

Talk to other women about sexist things going on on campus. Make everyone aware of the sexist profs. Complain about how there are many more tenured men than tenured women. Go on rate my professor and be explicit about how the sexist profs are sexist

Be active on campus and in societies. If a society has an all male executive or is male-dominated, any women who join that society make it less intimidating for more women to join. Run for executive positions! Bring in more women! 

(Pro tip: Many societies’ elections are super gameable. You can be eligible to vote in a society election sometimes just by being a student at that university — even without having done anything with the society before. Other societies might just require that you’ve taken a class in a particular department or attended a society event. (Check the society’s governing documents.) Use those female networks you’ve been building. If you can bring three or four random people to vote for you, that might be enough for you to win. Societies have trouble meeting quorum (the minimum number of people in attendance to do votes) so it is really super achievable to rig an election with a few friends. And don’t feel bad about this. The system is rigged against women so you have every right to exploit loopholes!)

(Also feel free to go vote “non-confidence”/“re-open election” if only shitty men are running. Too often people see that only candidates they don’t like are running and so they give up. But you can actually stop them getting elected)

Your campus may have a LGBTQIA+alphabetsoup society. That society definitely needs more L and B women representation. It may be tedious to argue with the nb straight dudes who insist that it’s fine to use “q***r” in the society’s posters and that attraction has nothing to do with genitals, but just imagine what could happen if we could make these sorts of societies actually safe spaces for same-sex attracted women and advocated for our concerns

Attend random societies’ election meetings. Get women elected and peace out. (or actually get involved but I’m trying to emphasize the lowest commitment option with this one)

Write for the campus newspaper. Write about what women are doing - women’s sports, cool society activities, whatever. Review female movies, books, tv shows, local theatre productions. Write about sexism on campus. We need more female by-lines and more stories about women

Get involved with your campus’s sexual assault & r*pe hotline/sexual assault survivor’s centre/whatever similar organization your campus has if you can. This is hard work and definitely not for everyone (pls take care of yourself first, especially if you are a survivor)

(If your campus doesn’t have an organization for supporting survivor’s of sexualized violence, start one! This is probably going to be a lot of hard work though, so don’t do it alone)

Talk to your student council about providing free menstrual hygiene products on campus if your campus doesn’t already do this. If your campus provides free condoms (which they probs do), use that as leverage (ie. ‘sex is optional, menstruation is not. so why do we have free condoms and no free pads?’)

If you’re an older student, get involved with younger students (orientation week and such activities are good for this). Show the freshman that you can be a successful and well-liked woman without shaving your legs, wearing heels, wearing make-up, etc. Mentor these young women. Offer to go for coffee or proofread essays. 

Come to class looking like a human being. Be visibly make-up less, unshaven, unfeminine, etc. to show off the many different ways of being a woman

Talk to the custodial staff and learn their names. (I know there are men who work in this profession, but it is dominated by low-income women) Say hi in the hallways, ask them about their lives, show them they’re appreciated

Be explicit with your language. When you are talking about sex-based oppression, say it. Don’t say ‘sex worker’ when you mean survivor of human trafficking. This tip is obviously a bit tricky in terms of overt TERFyness, so use your best judgement

That’s all from me for now! Feel free to add your suggestions and remember that feminism is about action

[4dtk]

jaehyun as a bf

anon: “your writing brings me butterflies i love it you are so underrated!!!!! would love to request a jaehyun bf headcanons (like the one you did of mark <3)” thank you for the kind words anon <333 hope you enjoy this one!

(a bit of a plug lol but check out NCT 127's ideal r/s headcanons in this post!! i appreciate you checking it out! <3)

brief mentions of sex, but nothing explicitly nsfw!

likes to talk about music with you

especially jazz. there’s a plethora of songs out there with different renditions and sometimes he likes to ramble about who’s rendition he likes best

would play the piano for you if you asked, just maybe not after schedules or something. but usually when you’re free or alone together in the room, he likes you to sit beside him to listen to him play

you guys like to play a little game where he’ll play the chords and you play like a random note to create blobs of music

even if you don’t know how, the way the session always dissolves into giggles is his favourite thing in the world

if you know how to play the piano that’s great too!! jaehyun just likes the unexpected notes that come out since there’s no set melody in his mind

jaehyun needs to have some part of his body on yours at all times. like he has to hold your hand all the time, or a finger hooked around your backpack, or an arm around your waist.

at least when you’re together he does it very often and he’s just. obsessed with you lmfao

it’s also the reason he buys a promise ring when he’s sure of you as a significant other so you always have a part of him with you (his love)

would buy you those lockets for you to put pictures inside. he doesn’t care where you wear it though, around your neck, wrist, ankle, as long as the locket is on your person

he clings onto you like crazy in the mornings. jaehyun’s a heavy sleeper and likes to hug you on his side, so you’re always having trouble trying to pry him off of you in the morning

a bit nsfw: he likes morning lazy sex lol, ngl. jaehyun adores the rawness of your relationship in the morning and the sleepiness in your eyes when you’re gently pushing him away. he knows you don’t mean it but he makes sure you really want it first

loves the sunlight kissing your skin and the slow, gentle movements

so so intimate, he prefers it to the rougher forms of sex, but sometimes he doesn’t have that luxury since they leave for schedules quite often in the wee hours of dawn

for cuddling sense, jaehyun likes it when you’re under his arm and cuddled into his side. classic position but he dies every time inside when you look up at him and there’s this clueless look you have. has the biggest smile on his face after and you have to repeat the stuff you said bc he’s too distracted by how your eyes shine

second hot favourite (more of when you’re making out) is when you’re straddling him. nothing sexual, just like you on top of him when you’re kissing and stuff. he digs it when you’re pulling away for oxygen and he has to lift his body to reach for your lips again

gets flustered from kissing, but doesn’t show it. if he’s found a way to suppress the crazy crimson on his ears (which i doubt) then he will but his words will always contradict his expression

jaehyun can say “are you nervous, y/n?” with a smirk but his ears keep giving him away!!!!

mfer’s hands are shaking too when he trails it over your body. in disbelief you’re his.

sometimes shamelessly moans into the kiss LOL, not too loud but he whines when you pull away, and has to kiss you breathless again

when you kiss him, expect like a long-lasting kiss. doesn’t mind small pecks and stuff but he’ll want to savour your lips a little longer than a mere peck

jaehyun likes your neck too. when you’re hugging his face is always in your neck, placing small little butterfly kisses

you need to look out for him, always. mans always tripping over something at some point. it’s become more frequent now that he has you and my god he’s so unable to keep his eyes off of you that he trips over simple things. he once tripped over nothing

on the daily when he’s not tripping over you, he’s clumsy in a sense where he drops food on the table. he once struggled to tie up his growing hair into a mini ponytail bc it was just too little hair. the hair tie slipped from his fingers and shot itself into your face - those kinds of small small mishaps

it’s endearing but sometimes you can’t help but laugh at him

likes to take you out on impromptu dates. dates that are close by and easy to plan (?) i guess.

not saying jaehyun is a lazy boyfriend but he likes the more candid dates where you decide what to do as you go along. of course if it’s a big day like your anniversary or birthdays then he’d want to plan something out.

other than that, he just either lets you choose the places to go there or you two decide along the way. he doesn’t want to impose options for you and pressure you. if he’s being honest, he wouldn’t know where to go either lol so he just follows wherever you bring him

laughs so much when he’s with you. giggles, deep laugh, whatever you name it. your relationship is very light-hearted and he finds that he’s the one laughing more when you deliver jokes even tho he wants to make you laugh too

i can’t lie… his jokes can be dry sometimes i’m sorry jaehyun 😭 so he backs it up with laughter and has to catch his breath sometimes bc he finds it really funny

you’re not laughing at the joke, rather at his laugh so you might have to tell him that some way or another bc he’ll just keep making bad jokes i’m sorry y’all

he can’t handle the suuuuuper cheesy physically affectionate films or series (with shitty plot) but i feel like if the story’s interesting enough he’ll pay attention. likes bittersweet films too, i feel, gets him thinking

doesn’t mind cliched plots (fake dating / idealist girl meets realist boy / idk any others lol) but would propose something at the end that he thinks will make the movie/series more interesting

jaehyun likes to share his theories with you

unironically wants to learn the la la land tap dance scene with you. he ALWAYS hums city of stars too, no matter what. idk why but it sticks to him, in bed, in breakfast, when he’s doing something random

he did it once on the radio and he received a text from you in break that told him he was humming along to the song

with that said, jaehyun wants to try out the stuff in the rain quite a bit. making out, dancing, lying down, running, he likes that fascination that society has with doing things in the rain

doesn’t like it too much that he’ll get soaked, but as long as you’re with him and willing to do it, he’s all for it

jaehyun would def want kids in the future. wants to dote on them and buy them stuff and whatnot. wants to see them running around the house with laughter while you both struggle to contain the bursts of excitement they have

doesn’t care for the dynamic much. if he’s the one to stay at home to take care of them while you work, he can work with it. if it’s the other way round, he’s okay too

he just worries that if he’s still involved with the entertainment industry, you might have to take a back seat since he’ll be the one earning the money, and he doesn’t want babysitters either.

heart is so so full when he comes back home and you’re just playing with the kids, or singing them to sleep. any sight of you with him is enough to make him melt into a puddle

HAS to hold them even if they’re asleep. wants to always have them close to him while he nudges you to shower or get the food ready.

like jaehyun, he would wanna meet someone in a vinyl shop or bookstore. he knows it’s cliched but the thought of meeting someone when you’re buying something is exciting. anything unexpected for him, he welcomes it

the next few are just random, miscellaneous headcanons: he likes to see you in his clothes, preferably with nothing underneath. just his shirt lol. cheeky man

jaehyun likes it when you shower together (again, nothing sexual, just likes the domesticity)

likes it when you fall asleep on him

will never stop gushing about you to his parents, first time you met them they’re like “he’s told us so much about you!” and he really did

feels comfortable in your presence, no makeup, messy hair, no need for a perfect bod. he’s just jaehyun. jung yuno if you will

adores it when you call him “lover” i mean boyfriend is good, significant other is good, but lover is just chef’s kiss

it is a bit cheesy if you think about it, so it’s not often that you say it. when you do say it in songs when you’re singing it to him, he can’t stop smiling

plays lover, you should’ve come over when he’s on tour bc it’s the closest thing he can get to a replica of how he feels for you

and when jaehyun falls asleep to the song, all he can remember is your honey voice singing it to him. he’ll just have to hold onto it before he can see you again

<3

[omg-imatotalmess]

Better Than Your Pillow

Hey guys! There was an anon that asked for a little more sub!neville as a cure for their blues, and I couldn’t resist. Sub!neville is chicken soup for the soul. Hope y’all enjoy!

Pairing: Neville Longbottom x Reader

Requested: Ye

Anonymous Requested: i need more sub neville. i’m so sad

Warnings: Pillow humping, mild voyeurism, fingering, dirty talk, mild praise kink, sub!neville, dom!reader, swearing

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If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn’t have believed it. Neville. Your sweet, shy, ever awkward Neville curled over his pillow, humping it with the desperation of a dog in heat. All while spilling the filthiest fantasies into the open air. Every one of them revolving around you. In your shock, all you could do was take it in. And you couldn’t say you minded. He was really putting on a good show.

“(Y/N)! Fuck, I’ll be your good boy!” he cried, fisting his sheets like they were the only things keeping him steady.

“I’ll be so good! Use me however you want. Please, I want you to!” he babbled. His hips shifted faster, maybe imagining your reply. You certainly knew what it would be.

You took a step further into the room, closing the door quietly so as not to disturb the scene in front of you. It was everything you’d ever hoped for—the amalgamation of every wet dream you’d ever had wrapped up in a pretty bow. Well, in an argyle sweater vest, actually. Leaning against the bedpost, you let his sheer want wash over you. It was heavy and searing but more perfect than you ever could have imagined. And from there, you could see his face. The way his mouth gaped open, chest heaving with every sound out of him and his eyes screwed shut against the onslaught of pleasure your phantom self was giving him. It made you wonder what he’d look like if he got the real thing. You couldn’t believe Neville hadn’t noticed you yet. Then again, he was too busy talking to hear your own labored breaths.

“Do anything you want to me! Please, I’m yours. Your little slut to play with! Tie me up and play with me until you’re satisfied!” he begged.

“If that’s what you want.” The words slipped out of your mouth completely unbidden.

“(Y/N)?!” he squeaked.

“You were late to our study session,” you said.

“I-I’m so sorry. Merlin, I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life. Let me just p-put my trousers on an-and I’ll be there in a minute,” he rambled, scrambling into a sitting position with the pillow doing very little to conceal his flushed, dripping cock.

“Don’t stop on my account,” you said, a smile curling at the corner of your mouth, “It looked like you were just getting to the good bit.”

“Please don’t tease me,” he moaned, covering his face with his hands.

“Who’s teasing?” you asked, feeling a smile curling at the corner of your mouth.

“Why can’t the castle just swallow me whole and put me out of my misery?” he said miserably. It was like he hadn’t heard you.

“Who’s teasing, Nev? I’m interested,” you said.

“I-Interested?” he sputtered, head shooting up.

“Mm-hmm, I’d love to help you out. If you want me to, that is. If not, I’ll leave, and we’ll pretend this never happened,” you offered.

Blinking at you with big, slightly unsure eyes, Neville let his pillow slip off his lap. He wanted to. You could tell that much. The way his eyes trailed up and down your body was leaving you a little hot under the collar. Smiling, you waited for him to answer. It was his decision, and who were you to rush him? Taking in a shaky breath, he reached for you, pulling you gently onto the bed while trying not to look you in the eyes.

“Please?” he whispered.

“Please what?” you asked despite the knowing glint in your eye.

“Please, touch me,” he muttered shyly.

“Like this?” you asked, drawing patterns over his plush thigh with your fingertips, just barely brushing his cock each time. It jumped with each gentle attention.

“(Y/N),” he whined. You gave him a wolfish grin.

“I guess I did say I wasn’t teasing,” you said. “Undress me.”

“A-Are you sure?” Despite the question, he was already working the buttons of your shirt with shaking hands, popping them open one by one.

“Hurry up. I don’t like to be kept waiting,” you ordered.

“A-Alright. Anything you want,” he breathed, yanking your shirt the rest of the way open and pushing it off your shoulders before making quick work of your pants. Each item was laid carefully beside the bed as soon as it left you. Before long, you were bare in front of him as his eyes roamed your body. It was like you’d showed him Eden. He couldn’t figure out where to look first. You smiled, pulling him toward you by his sweater vest. God, you were glad he’d kept it on.

“Good boy,” you purred, “Now, I want you to finger me open until I’m nice and ready to take that pretty cock of yours.”

“Okay, okay,” he said, reaching blindly for the bottle of lube he’d tossed on the edge of the bed when he started.

Slicking up his fingers, he stroked over you a few times just to excite you a little more. Also likely just to touch you like that. You let him. Bringing your hands to your own chest, you pinched and tugged at your nipples lightly. Partly to add to the sensation of Neville’s fingers stroking your sex and partly to put on a show. He watched your fingers dancing over your chest for a moment before bringing his eyes to yours.

“Can I-Can I suck them?”

“Kiss me first,” you said. As his lips touched your own, he pressed a finger into you gently. Groaning, you arched your back and bit down on his lip. When he let out a thin whine, you laved your tongue over the spot. The two of you stayed like that for a bit, his finger moving in you, kissing you as though the world was burning down around you. Then you pulled back. Dragging in a deep breath, you fisted his hair.

“Go on. Use your mouth.” He didn’t need to be told twice. Licking and sucking at your nipples as he added fingers. His tongue flickered over one hardened bud, pressing his fingers into you all the more eagerly.  For a while, you simply lost yourself to the sensation.

“(Y/N),” he whined, grinding his dripping cock against your leg.

“Be a good little slut and beg for it,” you said.

“Please, please, I’ll do anything you want! I’ll be such a good boy for you. I will. So good. Please, (Y/N), let me put it in. Can I put it in?” he plead, practically humping your leg like he’d been humping his pillow earlier.

“You really want it?” you teased.

“Yes! So much! I’ll be such a good boy,” he promised.

“Fuck me.” Your voice was low and sharp—an order. One that he couldn’t have resisted even if he wanted to. He pressed into you slowly, watching you to make sure you were enjoying yourself. Each inch was a little more heaven than the last. Growling, you tugged his hair and bucked your hips down impatiently.

“I-I’m trying to be gentle,” he whimpered, shaking in your grip.

“Who the fuck asked for gentle?” you snarled, yanking his hair savagely. “I said fuck me, Neville!”

“Ooooooh!” A long howl burst from his mouth as he thrust into you recklessly, which you silenced with your mouth. Swallowing down his pathetic, little sounds of please and trading them for yours. His hips pounded against yours, encouraged by your heels digging into the small of his back. At this point, you couldn’t tell if he was chasing his pleasure or yours. You didn't care. It was all the same.

“Fuck, there! Good boy, right there!” you groaned.

“Thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you...” his thanks became a chant into the crook of your neck. He only interrupted it to sink his teeth into it every now and then.

“Harder!” Obedient as you expected, he fucked into you hard enough to scoot the two of you up the bed. The sound of the headboard slamming against the wall was just background noise to you. Neville’s drawn-out, sobbing moans were far more interesting.

“Close,” he breathed.

“Don’t you dare cum before I do,” you hissed in his ear.

“Please, please, (Y/N). So close,” he begged. His hips had completely lost any semblance of rhythm. They just pistoned away unevenly, somehow managing to hit exactly where you wanted it most.

“C’mon, a little more. Almost...!” Your words trailed off into a long, high moan as your orgasm washed over you. For a moment, the world whited out. All you could feel was Neville driving himself into you like a man unhinged and wave after wave of pleasure. When you finally came back to earth, Neville was hammering into you, sobbing incoherent pleas into your shoulder.

“Can I cum? Please?” he sobbed.

“Cum for me,” you said. And he was gone. His teeth sunk into your shoulder, but it did nothing to stifle his shout of pleasure. You could feel his hands leaving bruises on your hips, but you didn’t mind. Not as he shook on top of you, pumping his cock in you a few final times before collapsing on top of you. Smiling, you pressed a kiss to his sweaty hair.

“Better than you pillow?” you giggled after a moment of catching your breath.

“I’m never going to live this down,” he muttered, keeping his face buried in your neck.

“If it makes you feel better, I’ve never cum so hard in my life,” you said. Pulling back, he looked down at you with a good measure of surprise on his face.

“R-Really? I was good?” he stuttered in disbelief.

“So fucking good. Jesus Christ, Nev, I almost blacked out,” you said. He made a pinched-off sound, dipping his face out of your eyesight. After another moment of silence, he spoke up.

“Thank you,” he said.

“No problem. If you ever wanna do that again, come find me,” you said, carding your fingers gently through his hair.

“Can I take you on a d-date first?” he asked shyly.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’d like that, but how about a nap first,” you said. Nodding, he curled up against your side and dropped off almost immediately. You, however, laid awake for a bit. That was so much better than studying. And definitely better than his pillow.

[chattahoochiecoochie]

Mick’s NSFW Alphabet

For the bitches I like, and the bitches I like only. Y’all are some whores and I love you for that, truly. MINORS DNI.

A - Aftercare (what they're like after sex) Bit of a clean freak so it’s straight to the shower if possible, if not, then a warm towel at the very least. He’s incredibly gentle, almost frustratingly so, as if he’s worried he broke you. Lots of silence, when he does speak its in a whisper.

B - Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners) He’s modestly obsessed with his arms, after a lot of dedication and time in the gym, he’s pretty proud of how big he’s gotten. On a bit of a parallel he’s in love with your legs, wrapped around him is how he likes them best.

C - Cum (Anything to do with cum basically) He’d prefer to keep the mess making to a minimum but he does quite like seeing you covered in it, so occasionally you get a treat. He’s not too fussy about being covered in yours, either.

D - Dirty Secret It makes him feel dirty, almost to the point of feeling truly unclean, but he loves to get rough with you. Its a constant battle of doing what his cock wants as opposed to his heart. Guess who wins in the bedroom?

E - Experience (Do they know what they're doing?) Not particularly. You learn together, about the rules and regulations of going wild, and how to please one another.

F - Favorite Position Missionary, he’s a classic guy with basic needs. Not to mention its the best way to get his hands around your neck.

G - Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous) Smiles and laughter aren’t un-welcomed, but they certainly feel out of place. The learning curve has brought on some awkward moments, but then its right back to it.

H - Hair (How well groomed are they?) He wouldn’t be a clean freak if he wasn’t obsessively tidy, would he? It’s his thing, just one of many in a regular routine. Cut short, not a hair out of place.

I - Intimacy (How are they during the moment?) After causing any sort of pain or even mild discomfort he’s attentive and diligent, the focus is always on you. The smile may be gone, but the softness remains.

J - Jack Off (Masturbation) Rarely, if ever.

K - Kink (One or more of their kinks) Choking you, with his hands or his cock. Watching your eyes roll back in your head turns him on. Not to mention the rush of power than comes from having his hands around your throat. He’s partial to a bit of spanking too, the rough kind, that you can still feel when it’s all over.

L - Location (Favorite places to have sex) Hotel rooms, hotel showers, cars, but most of all his bedroom. Everyone likes a bit of excitement, but theres nothing wrong with getting down and dirty right at home.

M - Motivation (What turns them on/gets them going?) You. He can’t explain it, even though he’s tried. It’s been brought on by a variety of things, once a pretty sundress, another time just the look in your eye.

N - NO (What's something they wouldn't do, turns off’s?) Tying you up is where he draws the line. He doesn’t mind a blindfold or even handcuffs that one time in Spa, but actually tying you up, constricting you, is too much.

O - Oral (Preference in giving/receiving) An even split, well, maybe sixty forty if he’s being honest. You on your knees, mouth full, is too good to pass up.

P - Pace (Are they fast/slow, rough/sensual?) It’s not fast, he’s a patient man, but it is rough, always.

Q - Quickie (Their opinions on a quickie rather than proper sex?) Actual sex, he’s not interest in rushing the process. For oral though, any time is a good time.

R - Risk (Are they down to experiment, how risky do they wanna be?) He’s pretty sure he’s maxed out on kinky behavior but he’s never said no to trying something new. It takes an adjustment though, and an honest thought about if he really likes it more than what you already do together.

S - Stamina (How long can they go for?) Two is the most he’s tried. The heart wins out after that. Roughing you up for a couple rounds is good enough for him, he’d like to get back to being himself and taking care of you after that.

T - Toy (Do they own toys, down for bringing them into the relationship?) Handcuffs from the aforementioned time in spa, but that’s it.

U - Unfair (Is it always give and take or is it sometimes just take?) A true fifty fifty, he’s a gentleman, after all. Even for those quickies in the car���

V - Volume (How loud are they/do they like you to be?) At the very least he’d like to hear you try. It’s hard to get a sound out when you can’t really breath, but seeing you squirm and fight to, turns him on. He’s verbal, but its almost always a whisper.

W - Wearing (What do they like you to wear, if anything?) Naked as the day you were born. A skirt is preferable though if you’re going for a drive.

X - X-Ray (Whats going on in those pants?) A proud and confident seven. Visually speaking, veiny, but if you had to describe it, the word heavy comes to mind. Its a lot to take, at the very least.

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) Decent, he wants it more than another man his age but he’s not a fiend, by any stretch of the word.

Z - Zzzz... (How quickly do they fall asleep afterwards?) Once the steam of the shower hits him its pretty hard to keep him awake. You’re usually both under the covers and dreaming peacefully within the forty five minute marker.