#but. as always. cant stop myself when it comes to clothes

[thelov3lybookworm]

Cat claws

Day 2: Scarred.

Summary: Maybe he can forgive Nuts.

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Word Count: 1177

Warnings: cat being mean to hazel :(

A/n: azzie just loses his mind in tis lmao nd you cant blame him hazel's the most adorable little thing ever 🥹 yall just wait till she begins talking azs going to sob his eyes out (subtle foreshadowing 🎀)

@azrielappreciationweek

ANYWAY ENJOYYYY 🥳

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Azriel watched, amused, as Hazel attempted to crawl towards the black furry creature that sat in the corner licking its paw.

Hazel had only started crawling a week or so ago, and Azriel absolutely loved watching her drag herself around. It was often amusing to see her get angry when the carpet slowed down her movements when it caught on her clothes, or when she bumped into the couch and glared at it.

She would always turn to search for Azriel when that happened, letting out the loudest yell her tiny body could muster as if ordering him to get rid of the offending item.

Even barely eight months old, Y/n always said Hazel had her father’s ability to glare and grumble.

Azriel always scoffed in return to that statement before forcing himself to stop and realise him being grumpy only proved his mate’s words to be true.

Hazel was currently looking at her father with her brows furrowed, and Azriel blinked, coming back to the present as he realised she was trying to move over the carpet. He grinned at the anger on her face and stood, bending down once he was close enough to pick her up.

He set her down closer to the cat Y/n had insisted on getting after Hazel’s birth, her reasoning being that their daughter needed a friend and then named him Nuts.

Hazel and her best friend Nuts.

‘Get it? Hazel-Nuts’ She had giggled.

It made Azriel laugh back when she had suggested it, but soon enough he’d realised she was not joking. At all.

Azriel watched on with a smile as Hazel reached Nuts and tried to grab his fur. Nuts walked away without a look in her direction, which always pissed Azriel off. Who did the creature think it was?

"Azriel, that’s a cat. He does not understand how to act with a baby-" Y/n called out from the kitchen, having peeked into the living room to see what had caused her mate to get so mad that his emotions reached her through the bond.

"Well how long does it take to learn? I swear to the mother one day I'm kicking him out if he continues to bully my daughter."

Azriel heard Y/n sigh and walk closer to him as Hazel crawled towards Nut again. He now sat closer to the hearth, where a fire burned red to ward off the winter chill that was beginning to set over Velaris.

"Az-"

But Azriel did not hear the rest of Y/n’s sentence.

His ears began ringing as he stepped forward as if in a daze, eyes sharp on the raised paw of Nuts, who, having seen Hazel get close to him again, tried to hit her.

The firelight glinted off his claws.

And then Hazel’s loud cries filled the room as her head reared back, eyes clenched shut in pain.

She had a habit of flopping on her back when she was mad. Azriel had never really worried too much about that particular habit of Hazel’s until now, when she was too close to the fire and the tiniest movement would end up with her-

No, Azriel did not want to complete the thought.

In that moment of panic, Azriel did not care that there was a glass covering separating the fire from the room, and that no matter what Hazel did, she would not be able to be burned.

In that moment all that mattered to Azriel was that the fucking cat living in his house had the audacity to hurt his daughter.

Azriel grabbed Hazel, frantically looking over her to check for her injuries. There weren’t any big claw marks, but the tiny scratch on the chubby flesh of her upper arm connecting it to her shoulder made Azriel see red.

He turned to glare at Y/n as he pulled Haze close.

"I am telling you Y/n. If by the time I return, that bastard is not out of this house, I will drop him into the sidra myself."

Y/n’s eyes were helpless, but Azriel did not wait for a moment longer as he walked out of the main door and took flight, his only mission to find Madja and get his daughter healed.

He did not want her to be scarred like the hands cradling her.

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Flying back home, Azriel decided that he needed some time alone to figure out why he had reacted so harshly.

He knew Y/n had been right. Nuts was an animal. He did not understand how to treat babies. But Azriel did not want to admit that.

The stars were out, so clearly visible as Azriel flew his daughter back home. It had been over an hour since he’d left the house in such a hurry, wishing he could strangle the cat.

He had taken to the skies after Madja had assured him that Hazel would be fine, and had his emotions not been so high and panicked, maybe Hazel wouldn’t have cried at all. After long moments of being assured by Madja, Azrie finally calmed down and left.

"I’m sorry baby. Did I scare you?" Azriel mumbled, glancing down at his daughter who stared up at the sky with wide eyes. She only giggled back in answer.

The innocence in the sound made Azriel smile.

The smile faded just as quick as it had come when his eyes fell on his hands cradling her head and back.

They once were soft and smooth like Hazel’s. They once had grabbed his own parents hand with as much love as he now grasped his daughters. Only now, they were uglier.

If Y/n heard his thoughts, she would have yelled at him and forced him to say they were beautiful. But Azriel knew better. They weren’t, and they never would be.

The only thing he liked even a little about his hands was the fact that their texture was so different from other’s hands, Hazel always immediately figured out she was in her father’s arms.

Y/n always talked about how the same scarred hands he despised were the reason she and Hazel felt safe. Those words echoed back to Azriel when he began doubting himself. It always made him feel better.

Hazel squealed loudly when Azriel dipped lower, air pushing gently against her back.

She was so pure, so innocent. She did not even know of the cruel world she was born in.

And Azriel swore to keep it that way. He had hoped the world outside his father’s dungeon would be better, once, and quickly realised that there were people in the world that would pounce at the chance to scar innocent souls just for the sadistic pleasure of ruining their lives.

He did not want her soul to turn out as scarred as his too.

As he finally landed on the front porch of his home and heard loud meow’s coming from inside, he contemplated letting the cat stay.

Maybe a cat’s claw scratch was not that bad.

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[tskumoyuuma]

did a first sketch of an oc of mine named caleb

[gay-fordeath]

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[soobnny]

dating him | bang chan

❝ have i told you how beautiful you look this morning? ❞

CHAN | lee know | changbin | hyunjin | han | felix | seungmin | jeongin

chan as ur bf wow congratulations

it’s giving strangers to lovers if i’m being fr

u just meet on a random tuesday like nothing out of the ordinary

conversation is made and for SOME reason, chan always feels the cogs in his head stop turning when he’s talking to u

like it feels like he’s constantly on the run all the time so how come with u it’s so different

what did u do to him

well wtvr long story short, he FELL

fell hard

now he’s ur bf

ok hear me out

perk #1: unlimited supply of his hoodies

he’d love it too .. when u wear his hoodie

doesn’t even try to act upset or bothered that u’re stealing his clothes

sometimes he’s the one to even put it on ur bed so u can wear it after u shower

or when u’re coming home from the dorm and when u open ur bag .. oh! his hoodie!

“ah, i must’ve misplaced it 😅😅😅”

yeaaaaaaaaah sure

sure u misplace the hoodie in ur very pink bag instead of his black bag

u’re not very slick christopher bang

u don’t mind tho

his hoodies are always xxxxl in size and it smells like him

perk #2: u have ur own man wife

that man knows how to do everything

he can fix ur sink, build u a table, put oil on ur doorknobs so they don’t harden, can clean, like what can’t he do

have u seen hometown cha cha cha? he’s giving very Chief Hong in his skills

(minho does too but we’ll talk about him in his post)

oh, did i mention he can cook too

one of his favorite little mini dates is when u just go thru cookbooks together

and then … cook

i’m sorry this man is a sucker for domestic things like this

and cooking together means u also grocery shop together

a fun challenge he made up is where u pick up random ingredients and try to make something decent out of it

maaaaaan he’s just giving husband

anyways back to cooking

imagine him in the kitchen right

and he’s tasting something new he made

ofc u’re curious too cos wow whatever the hell he’s making smells and looks good

when you try to ask him if you can taste it, he’d KISS you

“how do you like it? 😏😏😏”

😳😳😳😳

he’s getting bold

he does strike me as shy at first in relationships

and then when u’re together for long, u’re like damn this man kinda freaky

perk #3: his dog

berry loves u

like sometimes even more than chan

(it’s bc u give her extra treats when u can)

u walk his dog together early in the morning

it’s kind of become routine

u’d just get out of bed with messy hair and still in ur pajamas while chan is perfectly ready bc he loves waking up early when he can

u don’t even care that u look like a mess

bc chan always reminds u how beautiful u are every morning

so … messy hair and pajamas … putting the leash on berry and walking outside

it’d just be quiet mostly on the walk

there’s no need for conversation with chan sometimes

chan would say he finally knows what peace means after meeting u

his favorite scene ever is coming home and finding u asleep on the couch with berry

he has a million pictures of that on ur phone

like different days, same scene

sets it as his lockscreen even

on nights u can spend together, u enjoy watching cringy christmas movies w him

cue recreating the scenes

except it’s a massive failure bc both of u just can’t stop laughing

u especially love those christmas movies one

“I DONT HAVE A TWIN WE CANT RECREATE THE PRINCESS SWITCH”

u end up just falling asleep together

ofc not without cuddling and intimate kisses

chan finds he sleeps easier bc of u

he used to always find it so difficult to fall asleep before

so how come it’s as easy as closing his eyes now

btw u two most probably have promise rings

and he most probably wears it as a necklace

and he loves hugging u from behind

chan loves being able to nuzzle his cheek on ur back and hold u

he’d probably do that thing where u’re unaware and then BAM a pair of arms around ur waist

his chin on ur shoulder

oh Wow….. wow i just made myself crazy thinking about that

he’d lean in to kiss ur neck or ur chin bc it’s closest access

and he’d just look at whatever the hell u’re doing

chan loves looking at u

does that sound creepy

he just loves observing u ok !!!!!!

esp when u’re doing something u love

his heart goes 💗💞💕💕💝💘💖💞💓💓

bc that’s his baby

he just adores u tbh

u could just be standing there and chan’s looking at u with heart eyes

anyways whatever CONGRATULATIONS

u guys will probably last forever bc he’s whipped and so in love

he’s giving me the More In Love vibe

like when he falls, he FALLS

happy 4 u

note. credits to user @.luvknow for the layout of this post! let me know what you think! please discuss these with me i’m crazy

[toji-bunny-girl]

subby panty sniffer loser!shigaraki i cant stop thinking abt 😖

Shigaraki has always hated you.

Ever since All For One brought you in, and your jaded eyes first met his—you’ve always goaded an odd, frustrating burn in him. At first, you both merely ignored each other’s presence. And he has always preferred that. Then things soon got annoying when you started cozying up to him and trying to be friends with him. It’s fucking irritating and the burn gets worst the closer you press yourself into his space.

All it took for you to switch it up was his unrequited demeanour to your friendliness. It’s a bit too easy, really. A harsh word or two and a sneer at your face already got him on your bitch-list—just like everyone else would.

Everybody’s the same.

And you’re nothing special. That’s what he tells himself, repeatedly, over the years. Even when the glow in his belly comes alive whenever you brush pass him, his eyes memorised the curves of your grown body behind the curtains of his shaggy hair and god—the sweet, head-spinning scent of your underwear that sends his nerves tingling.

Yes, you’re nothing but a pest. A pest who always leaves her clothes in the laundry room, and often finds her panties gone without a trace.

Stupid and forgetful and—

“What…the hell?”

The hair on his nape flew erect, prickly dots snaked beneath his skin in a shot the moment he heard your voice—laced in utter disbelief and disgust.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! You weren’t supposed to collect your laundry this early yet. Weren’t you supposed to be training with All for One?!

“So, you’re the panty thief?” you sneered at him, the same way he would at you. You would’ve never in a million years even think of the scene in front of you—Shigaraki Tomura, who openly despises you, rubbing his cock with your panty? “What a joke.”

His pale face grew crimson red from the blood that rushed through his pulsing veins, his pride ripped from his clutch with every blink of your eyes soaking the embarrassing sight of him. God, he wanted to die right then and there. He shouldn’t have initially neared your laundry before, he should’ve ignored the tugging burn that urged him to touch the remnants that enveloped your bare body, and you shouldn’t have came here in the first place!

His thoughts are chasing after his sanity, and his heart threatened to beat its hard last. You’re nearing him and his sweating form with every dreadful step, and his body had the guts to feel…excited—his cock throbbed and the familiar burn came roaring through his vessels again.

Just what are you doing to him?

You snatched the damp piece of underwear from his grasp, soaked with his sticky precum, and his cockhead twitched from the lost warmth that previously hugged his shaft.

He’s now bare, blood continued to pump his cock hard as you stared at the mere size of his—length and girth you’d never thought would be hiding behind his dirty clothes; tip flushed in a pretty shade of pale pink, and veins that stemmed from the bush of light blue. His heartbeat thumped loud in his ears as you looked, and he almost lost of your words from the beating.

“Is this some kind of perverted hobby you have? I always knew you’re weird, but not to this extent,” you threw your underwear aside before shoving him, his back roughly bumped into the wall behind. Fuck, he doesn’t know what to say—and what to do other than to watch how you’re reacting to this twisted mess.

You’re staring at his twitching cock when his gaze flickered to your face, his hot panting hazed the air and it scorched your cheeks in a burnt shade. What are you thinking?

“It’s only fair for me to touch you after you’ve been jerking off to my panty, right?” it’s almost a reassurance for your own self than to him. His eyes widened, pupils dilating as you wrapped your hand around his throbbing member.

“W-What are you doing?!” he bit his bottom lip to muffle a moan, fingers curling into fists against the wall, nails poking into his flesh.

“Entertaining myself with a freak like you,” you snickered, stroking his veiny shaft with your cold fingers. Shigaraki shuddered to your touch, the nerve-numbing burn soaring through his stomach as his chest rose and fell quicker by the second.

“Get your d-dirty hand off of me,” his breath hitched as he stretched his throat, pushing his head against the cool wall. His toes curled as you pumped his length, and his nerves tingled from the sight of you staring at his cock with that look in your eyes.

“You seem to enjoy it, hm? I thought you hated me, I can’t believe you’ve been busting over my fucking panty. Do you have a crush on me or what?”

“Y-You…hngh—bitch!”

“I didn’t know a mutt could talk…much less call me a bitch?” your grip tightened, unforgivingly so around his slippery cockhead, earning a pretentious grunt—which tumbled out of his chapped lips in the form of a pathetic moan. “What was that? You sound like a little girl,” his cheeks burned in embarrassment as you made fun of him, your snickers ringing in his hazy mind, taunting the pleasure that piled over his nerves. “I want an apology, you perverted loser.”

“N-No way—nngh!” Shigaraki’s sweat-glazed body jolted from every painful twist of your fingers, his thighs shaking from the way you’ve been abusing his cock; flashes of bloody ruby glinted from behind his greasy bangs. It’s funny, really. He thought he looks all fierce and intimidating when actually, he’s nothing but a slutty mess holding back his drool.

“It’s not a fucking request,” your hand wretched his face closer to yours, his eyes nearly melting under your flinty gaze.

“F-Fuwah—aanh!” his hips drew backwards in creeping sensitivity, and a loud slick sound bounced off of the lewd-seen walls as your nails flicked in contact with his twitching red tip.

“You know I’m impatient, hm? So hurry,” your thumb hastily rubbed over his leaking slit, splattering his pre-cum all over the both of your clothes. His body shook into your arms, jerking and whining as his hands scrambled to hold onto you for support.

“Mmmgh! Haa—” his weight slopped onto your body, and his heavy head rest against your shoulder as you continued to stoke his throbbing fat girth with your tightening grip. “So—aangh! S-Sorry, m’sorry!”

“Aww, who knew you’d sound cute when you all whiney,” your other hand rose to tilt his chin, his ruby eyes glistening with tears of desperation, drool slipping past his mouth as he clenched his teeth. “What a pathetic face.”

His hips pistoned into your hand, clumsily rocking forward and messing up the fine rhythm of strokes you had, his moans sounding more and more breathy—you could tell he was at the near edge. Drawing your face closer to him, your soft lips met his cracked ones just as a crooked cry leaped out of his dry throat, and you could feel his hot cum shooting onto your shirt, staining your top white with the smell of him.

Shigaraki stayed unmoving, merely gulped as you licked and wet his lips with your tender tongue, your saliva mixing and dripping down his chin. The burn in him wasn’t just a flame anymore, it had exploded into chains of reaction—his heart squeezed and insides bursted into a sloppy, chaotic mess.

Does he have a crush on you?

[hiddenlife-manager]

I CANT STOP THINKING OF SMUT FIC IDEAS

ok hear me out lando and the reader are kind of like sneaky links and lando gets back to monaco and texts the reader “can i sleep over” and then the reader says yes. And then when lando gets to her house their kind of flirty but the reader is playing hard to get and instead of bringing him to her bedroom she just says the guest rooms clean and then closes her bedroom door on him lol. but then in the middle of the night lando comes into her room and is like “i can’t sleep” and then the reader gives in and they fuckkk

Lando Norris X Fem Reader

cw… pussy rubbing, teasing, slight plot, not edited, dom lando, hella confident lando, FWB, creampie, emotions, wall sex, quick and hard, etc...

notepad… YALL I love this one def was last minute. I was so busy today. But still I won't be taking request until I finish what I have. So my request will be temporary for some time. I hope ya'll don't mind just trying to finish what I have for everyone.

You looked at the phone quietly, unsure of how to respond. It has been some time since you saw Lando, and you needed him badly. But you also knew that coming straight up and saying that you needed him would cause him to bully you hard. You two were not in a relationship; you knew that, and he knew that, yet you two constantly fucked with no strings attached.

“Fine.” You found yourself texting back, clearly trying to hide the excitement you held for him to come over. You knew what you two would end up doing; you wanted him to wait; you wanted him to think that you two were friends and nothing more; and your desire for him was truly nonexistent, even if in your head you desired him with all your heart. 

Minutes passed, anxious for his arrival, until finally Lando knocked at your door to your large apartment. You rapidly got up from the couch, ignoring the fact that minutes ago your leg bounced, waiting for his arrival. You walked to the door and smiled, seeing his smirk. He grabbed your waist and pulled you in.

“Hey beautiful.” He whispered to you, leaning down to kiss your lips right as he was about to reach your plush lips. You moved your head, causing him to kiss your collarbone. You smiled; you wanted him to need you desperately. 

“Welcome back to Monaco, Lando.” You walked into your apartment, and he followed suit, still left stunned at your actions. He sat down on your couch, his legs opening while he tapped at his thighs. You sat on his thighs, and he held you close. 

“Now what was that? Hiding something beautiful?” He grabbed your chin, making you look at him, and shrugged innocently.

“What do you mean? I am not hiding anything.” You giggled out, his sigh being heard right next to you. Clearly, he is still unaware of your plans, and you smiled. The entire night, you were on his lap, rubbing his cock, flirting with him, and avoiding his kisses. You were leading him until it was finally time to go to sleep. 

“Your room, like always?” He questioned you, holding your hands tight around your waist. You knew he was hard, and you had to play him like a fiddle. 

“You said you were staying over; take the guest bedroom. I need my bed for myself.” You got off his lap and walked off while he watched you walk off. He groaned his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing and swallowing his saliva. He needed you, and you were playing a stupid game.

You made it to your room, shutting the door and smirking, your body leaning against the door. You were getting what you wanted. You two were friends with benefits; of course you wanted to play with him; he played with you; it was only fair you did the same. You walked through your room, stripping your clothes off to put on your pajamas, until you heard the door opening behind you. You tried to cover yourself with your robes after seeing Lando walk in. 

“Can’t sleep.” He smirked, raising his hands up as if you were holding a gun to him. His eyes scanned your body, which made him fucking insane. 

“Bullshit I just left; I bet you haven’t even stepped foot in my guest bedroom.” He shrugged, walking over to you, his hands laid down on your hips. 

“Guilty as charged.” He looked at you; his hands grabbed your face and forcefully kissed you. Your eyes were left wide in shock. The two of you fell onto your bed. He desired this kiss more than anything. He groaned into the kiss, his hands lowering down to your robes, taking it off your shoulder. "Beautiful, you had your fun; now it is my turn.” 

His hands traveled down to your legs, opening them to see your soaking cunt. He placed his fingers on his lips, sucking them and taking it out of his mouth with a pop. He placed his warm fingers on your clit causing you to react with a quick gasp. His fingers make circular figures slowly on your needy clitoral area. 

“No matter how much you hide it, you want me.” He rubbed your clit slowly and eventually raised the pace. You tried to hold back your moans, not wanting to show him your desire, but your cunt showed a different story. Soaking wet from his kiss and his touch. You were unaware he was going to fuck you. He heard you finally slip moans out, and he stopped, shaking his head.

He pulled your legs to him out of pure instinct; your legs wrapped around his waist when he picked you up. He pressed you against the wall next to your bed. 

“You said you wanted your bed for yourself. So I’ll grant you that wish, beautiful.” With his one hand not holding you, he unzipped his pants. His hard cock coming out was clearly ready to fuck you from your teasing minutes ago. He shoved his cock into your cunt, and immediately grunts could be heard from him. His head is in the nook of your collarbone and neck. Your shock at his entering you made you much tighter. 

“Lan~” You moaned, head back to the wall he was pressing you up against. You felt your body bounce on his cock, moving your ass up and down. You grabbed onto his neck tightly, gently scratching at the top part of his back. The pleasure becomes too much. It seemed to be minutes before his cock slammed into your soaking cunt. Your back against the wall clearly gets a slight burn from the bouncing, so you choose to ignore the pain and focus on the pleasure. His mouth gently bit into your collarbone, fucking you faster. 

His pace quickened, feeling his cock twitch inside your tight pussy. This position and your pussy made him go feral. You asked for it while playing this game. If you let him fuck you the moment he arrived, you two would have been making love, and right now he is simply fucking you as if you were his. With each thrust, he slowly got to the realization that he desired to fuck you every day, not just any time he was back home. He needed you to be around him all day; he wanted to hear your laugh and be the focus of your teasing. 

“Fuck ‘bout to make me cum!” He moaned next to you, pressing you harder against the wall and slamming his cock into your pussy faster than before. You were left moaning, a smile present on your face, holding him tighter than ever. You were clearly winded by him moaning and saying his name loudly. That was until you felt yourself close to climaxing. You moaned out, telling him so, and he smirked, kissing your lips to shut you up. At last, his final thrust came in, and he felt his legs get weak from the feeling. He groaned into the kiss, still thrusting in your spasming pussy cumming from being filled up by him. “Beautiful, how about I stay the night?” He knew what he wanted, and now he wanted you.

[khrtzu]

‘STEPDAD CHAN HEADCANONS’

PAIRING — stepdad!chan x fem!reader

GENRE — smut

SYNOPSIS — step daddy bang chan thoughts hehe

TW — step-cest, chans a perv, daddy kink (duh), and feetsies cause i couldnt help myself :)

NOTE — i hate this but stepdad chan gives me life ><

nav :3

— STEPDAD BANG CHAN WHO adores you the absolute most. youre just his sweet baby always trailing behind him everywhere he goes. sitting at the kitchen island while he cooks breakfast in the morning. laying on his studio couch while he works, a smile creeps up on his face when you eventually fall asleep little snores falling from your plumped lips.

— STEPDAD CHAN WHO tucks you into bed after you fall asleep in his studio. sending you to bed with a light kiss to your forehead and a whisper of “goodnight babygirl.”

— STEPDAD CHAN WHO has too sneak to the bathroom after tucking you in because the visual of your innocent sleeping figure gets him so hard. his tee shirt is stuffed between his teeth as he strokes his angry cock to the thought you.

— STEPDAD CHAN WHO gives you foot messages when you come to him all stressed from work and uni. handling you so gently, his thumbs pressing deep into the souls of your sore feet soothing the ache that lives there. all while thinking about your cute painted toes and what they would feel like stroking his cock. suddenly feeling his pants tighten drastically and excusing himself with a cough and a “i should get back to work”.

— STEPDAD CHAN WHO when you bring guy friends to the house gets so so jealous. constantly sending them a glare when youre not looking in his direction. asking to talk to you when they leave saying “he seems like bad news.” and shushs you when you try and argue with him “i dont want him at the house again.” getting up from the couch in the living room leaving you with no room to say anything back. he should be the only man in your life anyways.

— STEPDAD CHAN WHO finally gives in and steals a pair of your underwear. walking into the laundry room and seeing your basket full with dirty clothes ready to be washed. on top of the pile a pretty pair of pink panties with a small bow in the front lays and he just cant help himself, its to tempting. quickly swiping them and putting them in his pants pocket and rushing to his room locking the door behind him.

— STEPDAD CHAN WHO as soon as that door locks hes taking your panties to his nose and taking a deep breath of your essence, letting out a groan at the scent. his hand flying to his cock palming himself over his sweats before pulling them down just enough to get his hardened cock out. spitting on his palm before stroking his cock, squeezing tightly when he gets to the tip making himself whine, smelling your panties as he jerks himself off. cumming with a loud whimper his load all over the floor and his own hand. he swears hes never cum faster. he tucks ur panties deep in his boxer drawer.

— STEPDAD CHAN WHO starts wearing tank tops around the house to see if you notice. flexing his muscles while doing the most mundane tasks. grabbing you a glass of water, washing the dishes, literally just sitting on the couch flexing his biceps trying not to make it obvious. a smirk growing on his face when he catches you looking at his arms and chest.

— STEPDAD CHAN WHO is trying to stay calm while you tell him about the weird tingling feeling between your legs that same night in his studio. “daddy?” the sound of your voice snapping him out of his thoughts. youre sitting on his lap currently looking at him with big round eyes and brows furrowed in confusion. “uh well does it hurt babygirl?” maybe its not what he thinks it is… maybe theres something wrong. “no..” you mutter quietly, but he hears you.

“just feels weird.” you continue. ‘your mom is working a late shift tonight…’ he thinks to himself. “let me have a look.” he says going to pull your mini skirt up so he can ‘have a look’. stopping when your fingers wrap around his wrist looking at him with wide eyes. “wait my… down there?” you say shyly your cheeks burning a hot shade of pink. so cute. “well i have to make sure everythings okay.” he says tone as gentle as ever. your hand loosens from his wrist and you give him a small nod. he flips up your skirt immediately being met by your soaked panties.

“babygirl, what were you thinking about that made you like this.” god he hopes its him. “i like that shirt your wearing today. it looks so good on you.” he has to hold back a moan at that. “let me help you baby.” his voice coated with pure lust. his eyes lifting from your core to meet your eyes as you nod at him.

his thumb reaching up and gently pressing against your clothed clit earning a tiny gasp from you. his eyes not leaving your own as he starts rubbing slow tight circles on your clit captivated by the way your back arches and hips buck into his hand trying to get more friction. “is this helping baby?” he asks, playing innocent. “yes feels good daddy” youre words morphing together slightly.

he speeds up his movements softly letting out a groan at the sight of your panties getting wetter and wetter by the minute. “more..” you whimper, hips bucking into him.

he pulls your panties over and off your hips pulling your legs apart a little more and god he thinks he might pass out at the sight of your slick pussy and puffy clit. “come here baby.” he coos out to you. you sit up and he moves your legs to either side of him your dripping cunt right over his solid cock. the bulge very clear in his grey sweats.

his hands come in contact with your hips lowering you slowly so your sitting on his cock. “there you go babygirl.” his words making you dizzy. but nothing would prepare you for the feeling when his hands guide your hips to grind over his bulge, letting out a loud whimper at the feeling of it. he continues to guide your hips with his hands so slowly and gently as to not overwhelm you, but its not long before youre wanting more taking control and moving your hips on your own setting your own pace.

“mm yeah good girl.” chan cant help but moan out. his praises doing nothing but pushing you on, moans slipping past your lips as your pussy moves against the hard length of chan at a quickening pace. chan looks down at the place where your bodies meet the dark patch from your wetness only growing bigger, and he cant help but grind up meeting your hips as his head falls back with a deep groan.

“uunnhh daddy” your needy voice makes his head snap up to you again and hes met with a mess of you, your eyes crossing before rolling to the back of your head. “daddy.” you moan out a little louder this time and he knows whats coming.

“thats it baby just let go for daddy okay?” his voice is gentle and encouraging pushing you over the edge and making you see stars. gripping his shoulders tightly as you cum. the sight of it pushing chan over the edge and making him finish in his pants.

your heavy breathing fills the room as you both come down from your highs. chans hand on your cheek bringing you back to him as you open your eyes just to close them again as his lips meet yours in a soft kiss. “always come to daddy when you feel like that okay babygirl? im the only one who can make that feeling go away.” he mutters as he pulls away from your lips resting his forehead against yours. “okay daddy.”

[simbrellaa]

I’ve been so fortunate to come across some incredible creators in the Sims community who have not only supported me but also inspired me with their amazing content. Each of these Simmers brings something special, whether it’s their creativity, storytelling, or unique style, and I’m so grateful to have connected with them. As a way to show my appreciation, I want to share a list of my favorite Simmers who continue to inspire me and make this community such a wonderful space. I hope you’ll check them out and support their work as much as I do!

A little list of my favorite cc creators

@pixelplayground - You have such a generous heart and are an amazing creator. Out of everyone, you were the one who stepped up to help me, and I can’t express how much that kindness means to me.

@eevisims - Your builds are stunning, whether you’re using CC or not – they always have such a beautiful and unique touch.

@pixelglam - Your gameplay helped me discover my aesthetic, and I couldn’t be happier with the direction it’s taken me.

@largetaytertots - You gave me hope when I was ready to give up, and for that, I’m deeply grateful.

@passiberri - You gave me the motivation I needed and helped me improve my photo editing skills.

@softpixel3 @comfysimmer -A truly sweet Simblr and always so supportive.

@aashwarr - Girl your dedication and consistency is inspirational & your content on and off camera is amazing !

@camuflajesims - Your amazing clothing designs allowed me to be part of your project, and I’m so grateful for the opportunity.

@starrysimsie @katverse @simsxen @ts4-poses @talentedtrait - I absolutely love your poses; I couldn’t imagine my gameplay without them!

@biancml @chsims- Sweet individuals, as shown through their thoughtful DM responses and kind comments.

@hazelminesims - Your Luminescent 1.2 Gshade was one of my all-time favorites, and I often found myself returning to your Tumblr to download it whenever I was dissatisfied with my current Gshade.

@aneleya - I wholeheartedly recommend your save file to anyone and everyone!

@xureilayt - I absolutely love your Sims! The folders are so organized, and the Sims look just like the actual screenshots!

@aggressivekitty @cowbuild @leosims4cc @pixelvibes @ts4novvvas @syboubou - Your alpha CC is incredible, and I can’t resist downloading it every time!

@harrie-cc @pierisim @felixandresims @simkoos @greenllamas - I can’t imagine my gameplay without your Maxis Match furniture!

@farfallasims - Your builds are beautiful and you have a heart that matches.

@northernsiberiawinds @sims3melancholic @poyopoyosim - I can’t imagine my game without your incredible skin details!

@serenity-cc @sentate @ceeproductions - I can’t live without your Maxis Match clothing!

@rimings @simpliciaty-cc @camuflajesims @busra-tr - I can’t imagine my game without your alpha clothing!

@helgatisha - I love all of your content !

@simstrouble @enriques4 @clumsyalienn @okruee @gegesimmer - $5 Patreon? Count me in! I can’t live without your amazing hairs!

@tinisimss - your animations are a staple in my machinimas .

@deaderpoolmc - Your mod is the staple to my whole game .

@somik-severinka - Don't get me started with the details in your custom food I'll always have yours in my game . The Eggs and Toast meal has a special place in my heart .

@shriekingllama @neishroom @stellarfalls @softszn @ophernelia - If you post a new story I'm for sure gonna stop what I'm doing and read it . (storytelling amazing)

@vixonspixels - Your overrides I have every single one !

@kekeyw - Your builds are beautiful !

@simplyanjuta - I use every single mod you've created for cas cant live without them.

[stovetoast]

pillow tpot headcanons (long ramble expanding on the ocd part under the cut)

ok so first warning: i am not a psychiatrist. this isnt a super educated essay on ocd, just me projecting my lived experience onto an object show character. this is just an observation. if i get something wrong feel free to correct me, ill add it here. (its also worth noting i am self diagnosed. not "quick google search" self dx though, ive gone over it with a therapist and everything)

and that leads into the second warning: this ramble will get a tad bit personal sorryyyy

and finally the third warning: i put she/it on the ref but im just using she/her for simplicity (+ i forgot LOL(

anyway so yeah i think that pillow has ocd and is basically the embodiment of "letting intrusive thoughts win" except like. actually. this headcanon didnt stem from the killing or the strange impulses though, i think she has it because of her fixation on good and bad luck in tpot 10.

for me it manifests in a few different ways. my main one is counting—i have good luck numbers and bad luck numbers. i need to take a specific number of snacks every time i have a bowl of them. i have to shake medicine bottles a certain amount of times before taking them. i am always counting the "syllables" of whatever im doing, and it always has to land on a multiple/factor of my lucky number. and if i break any of this, i (generally, if i cant convince myself its fine or if i dont notice) have to count to my lucky number otherwise something bad will happen. hell, i added more flags to this ref because the number of them was my unlucky number.

i have a few other things that affect it that are completely unrelated to counting, though. like a particularly bad one is that i straight up cant wear certain articles or clothing anymore because theyre bad luck. or my ungodly long night routine (which is probably more of an autism thing tbh. but certain parts of it are absolutely influenced by the ocd, like having to say goodnight to my dog).

that ^^ is what i saw in pillow. she was distraught that her team lost in 9, because not only did she think she was doing the challenge right, but killing people (bringing death) was good luck for her.

i think her killing people was a compulsion, and her whole thing in 10 was her scrambling to find a new one after that stopped working.

and before anyone tries to be all like "oh thats fucked up why would they portray ocd like that," one: i dont think this was on purpose this was just an observation, two: i mean..... fuck dude if i lived in a world where revival was incredibly accessible and one of my compulsions were to kill people, id do the same thing. death is fairly normal in bfdi, to the point everyone literally has a kill count on the fandom wiki (hers is 13 as of tpot 11 btw, a commonly unlucky number ironically enough. if she gets eliminated in 12 with an unlucky kill count thatd be so funny). once they get past the pain, its. really just an inconvenience to them.

when it comes to ocd, you. HAVE to do these things. its not a choice until you can get some outside help with it, and oftentimes its an inconvenience to those around you. i dont think its right for her to be going around killing her team, but when i get past the fact that is literally what made her my favorite, i get where shes coming from. shes trying to help in a way she "knows" will work.

or maybe shes just silly idk

[yoonzinuhh]

makeout session with wonwoo - drabble

something about a make out session with wonwoo keeps me up all night and i cant stop myself from writing this.

you clearly remember whining when you lost another game against him this night and the only way you could win is by playing dirty games and here you are seated on him,your thighs straddling his,each on one side,your bodies pressed together while you were kissing him for about a whole hour.

his hands are under your,his cotton shirt with his thumb circling onto your nipples treating them like his joystick making you whimper. your hands around his neck pulling him closer for a deeper kiss which felt almost impossible because of how closer you already are but you always need more.

his parted lips on yours,breathy moans,tiny mumbles. all of it felt so good. pulling away he took a long look at you. your messy hair,plumped lip so flushed,lips wet wanting more. his lips moves onto your collar bones while one of his hands grab your ass from behind slowly kneading it. unconsciously you move little too around. too around that you wanted to let it go.

you want to let it go but damn he’s about to tease the hell out of you for coming without fucking you but metal of his jean zip occasionally brushing your clothed core,his love bites on your collar bone,the teasing touches and smoothers made it harder.

“w-wonwoo” you whiningly moaned resting your head onto the crook of his neck,shaking as your thighs locked him tighter. he was confused. it took for several seconds to even realise what even happened.

“babe..did you..did you just cum..”

you were kind of embarrassed but he just chuckled kissing your hair.

“let’s see how many more times i can make you cum this way”

oh.

[passthenirvana-69]

i always take the bus to work, and its a longer ride,,,, i can never help myself fantasizing about picking the wrong seat one day, and feeling something start movin under my ass. i try not to panic as i feel it just.. squeeze me for a moment, before i can see a thick, colorfully patterned tentacle slide its way up my cunt, over my work pants.

it seems dry, thankfully, not leaving any marks on my pants. i look around to make sure nobody else can see, but the bus is empty apart from me and the driver. i look back down when i feel a warmth against my stomach, and the tentacle is sliding into my jeans- slowly, like its just exploring, but surely making its way toward my cunt. i cant help but get wet as it slides under my boxers, and my heart skips a beat as i feel a sticky trace from the tip as it drags around my cock. i bite my tongue as it feels like it almost shrinks to better wrap around my hardening cock, the cool excretion sending tingles through my legs.

just when my thighs begin to tense, it slides down and in, and i feel it start growing thicker as it enters me. i take deep breathes as it shallowly fucks in and out of me, growing thicker and thicker. it grinds against my cock and i ball my hands into fists under my jacket. its stretching me out slowly, but its not stopping, and i panic as i lose hold on my breathing feeling it go deeper and deeper. im glad nobody can see how i shake slightly as i feel it hit my cervix, stretching me as much as it can.

it stops moving, and i think it must be over soon, thank god- im almost at my stop. Then it shifts underneath me, and the end of the tentacle that comes out of my pants starts to shrink. is this thing going to stay inside of me??? i can feel it still leaking inside of me despite there being no room for its 'cum' around how thick it is. i pant as it disappears between my legs, nesting in my boxers.

i press my legs together as it throbs inside of me, and wait one more stop before i get out for work. every step i take makes me want to moan, and im just glad whatever this thing is has stopped moving and is now using me to keep warm.

somehow, i make it through work without much incident, just a few odd looks occasionally. i walk to the bus stop, accustomed to the feeling of the tentacle inside me. ive been hoping that once im back on the bus, itll leave me and i dont have to deal with it anymore, as much as id miss this thick 'cock.'

i sit down on the bus, and its full this time of people getting off work. i dont feel any movement from the tentacle for a few minutes after the bus continues on. until we hit a bump that sends me sitting down Hard on it, making me moan. its lost in the sound of everyones shock, but my face is pure red anyways. i press my lips shut, but, as if this thing had heard it, it begins fucking into me.

i look out the window, hair covering my eyes as i clench around it. i pray nobody notices my thighs clench as i wait one more stop before im almost home. if the wait there is brutal, the walk home is pure torture as it seems to be feeding off my arousal. my legs shake as i make the two blocks home, glad nobody is out.

as soon as im in the door, i kick my shoes off and stumble to my room, falling onto my bed with a cry. ive never been more happy to live alone as i hurry out of my clothes, the tentacle still thrusting in and out of me. as i get my boxers off, it expands, and the liquid it had seeped into me earlier now oozes out thickly, forming into more tentacles around the base.

i shudder and whine brokenly as they find their way to my cock and ass as the one inside my cunt grinds against my cervix. excess tentacles are long and thin, and drape over my legs and up my waist and tits, writhing and groping me as it fucks me slowly. it isnt hurrying, and i whimper and shake as it forces orgasm after orgasm out of me until i pass out.

and when i wake up in the earliest hours of morning, its left my legs tingling, and with cum still leaking out my holes, covering my thighs and sheets. little do i know, its scent is now stained on me for other creatures like this to notice me ouy and about.

[billsbabydoll]

“𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓃ℴ𝓉 𝒶𝓁ℴ𝓃ℯ 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎.”

contains:ANGST+FLUFF<\3

summary:tom has been on tour and working constantly to promote the bands new album “scream”, though im proud and happy about the bands amazing success, i cant help but feel neglected and alone.coming home to find me at my lowest tom reminds me, im not alone.

WARNINGS:struggles with mental health, depression, crying, kinda cringe fluff.

notes:i enjoyed writing this a lot, hopefully if any of you who are currently struggling with your own mental health issues, that this story helps put a smile across your face:))).

it’s been almost 4 months since toms been on tour, god knows where across the country he could be i miss him so much, when we do talk on the phone its not even a minute before he has to go or he has to call me back later.

ive been trapped in our apartment just rotting away in bed, hardly even getting up to eat or even get a glass of water.i cry myself to sleep every night, hoping to just feel his arms around me once again soothing and kissing me to sleep.

call me sensitive and dramatic all you want but truly how was i supposed to feel about going from, almost spending every single second of the day with somebody for the last year to now, not even having a 5 minute conversation?

im lucky if i even get a 10 sentence conversation or even an “i love you.” out of him recently, i know hes just doing his job and that i should be happy for him that’s hes out doing what hes been dreaming of but i cant help but feel so forgotten.

today was finally the day he was coming back home from his 5 month long tour, im so distorted and consumed in my pain to even remember that he was getting home any second now.

*TOMS POV*

finally home how i missed my schatzi (sweetheart) i barely made it 5 months without feeling her near and her skin against mine, i was itching to get home just to take in her warmth and feel her delicate kisses.

i make my way inside our shared apartment, setting my luggage down before shutting the door quietly behind me.i look up confusedly taking in the sight of the home, it was dark completely empty like no one even lived here.

i slowly walk around the place seeing the spoiled food in the fridge, the stack of unopened mail on the counter, and dirty clothes scattered on the ground.“what happened?”i thought to myself, i couldnt even imagine the state she would be in when i find her.

*BACK TO ORIGINAL POV*

i wake up to the feeling of someone tapping my shoulder, i slowly open my drowsy eyes meeting his severely worried ones.“am i dreaming, is this real, am i hallucinating again?” all these questions filled my mind but were quickly washed away when he began to speak.

“babyy oh my god..”he gasped taking in my terrible state.

i immediately began to cry, embarrassed that he has to come home and find me like this.my hair dry and brittle, my eyes bloodshot red, my body severely underweight.

he quickly sat me up pulling me into a comforting embrace, squeezing me tightly in the arms i so desperately missed.i breathed in the warmth of his cologne, as my tears created a wet stop on the shoulder of his hoodie.

“i-im sorry tom.”i mumbled in between my cries.

“you don’t have to apologize my love, what happened?”he whispered as he swayed and rocked me slowly in arms, petting my hair gently.

“i..i don’t even know ive just been f-feeling so alone a-and abandoned i feel like i can’t even breathe without you.. here.”i explained my tears still falling down like a waterfall down my cheeks.

he hummed as he pulled away from the hug, meeting my eyes again truly saddened as he listened attentively to me continuing to explain what ive been experiencing.

“meine liebe (my love)..”he said in a soft tone, a smile beginning to emerge from his lips.

“you know im always gonna be here no matter what, always remember that no matter where am im always gonna love and care for you, i love you too damn much to forget about you.”

“your not alone baby.”he explained in the most reassuring and genuine manner, meaning every single word he uttered in that sentence, his fingers softly caressing the skin on my thighs.

“you mean it?”i answered a gentle chuckle leaving my hoarse voice, the sadness beginning to lift away from me.

“of course i meant it schatzi (honey), i love you.”

“i love you too.”

he grins widely as he hears those words leave my lips, pulling me in again into a loving hug kissing the top of my head and forehead.

“lets get you cleaned up okay?”he said gently.

he picked me up bridal style from the bed carrying me into the bathroom, beginning to prepare me a bath.helping me get undressed, helping me also shampoo and condition my hair, wash my body, then lastly helping me get dressed again.

he assisted me brushing my hair, brushing my teeth, and washing my face, he was truly an angel the whole time.giving me sweet kisses and compliments during this, reminding how gorgeous and perfect i was to him.

even though i didnt particularly feel gorgeous and perfect, it felt good to know i wasnt alone.

THE END

[sabine-smitten-obviously]

and now i have to find myself a tower in a forest near a wall ...

... and look for a black, dark sorcerer !

You love fairy tales? You love Good Omens? You loved Aziraphale and Crowley in medieval clothes? Then you will love this not so little fanfic i dearly recommend to you!

Villainous by @ineffablepenguin

What it is about:

Once Upon A Time…

There was a red-haired sorcerer who lived alone in a high tower, and a blond prince who lived in a palace full of people. And they were both of them desperately lonely.

The Kingdoms of Empyrion and the Sorcerers of Apollyon have hated each other for hundreds of years, ever since the Great War. They do not interact, other than to occasionally try to kill one another. And they certainly do not make friends.

Crow is an exhausted sorcerer who just wants everyone to leave him the hell alone: for the Sorcerer’s Council to stop harassing him to live up to his potential, and for wannabe Empyrion Heroes to stop attacking his tower to try and kill him. Until one day when he meets Prince Azra of the High Fells, who doesn’t behave anything like he’s supposed to…

Part fairy tale, part fantasy, all love story. There’s magic, and grand romantic gestures, and Heroes and a handsome Prince, and a Villain. There are even some wild heroics, though not necessarily from who you would expect. At its core it’s simply about two (relatively) sane people living in a mad world who find each other.

What i love about it:

🫅🏼 I mean - fairytales? And a lot of them? I found it very nice to guess all the tales when stumbling upon a hint. Nice touch: in the epilogue there is a list of all the fairytales which have kind of flown into this fanfic and i am quite proud that i only missed 1 i actually know (and of course those i dont know).

👑 This story is RICH - and i mean really rich. It goes into details over everything and sometimes it reminded me of books written bei Hermann Hesse because of all the little things that kept coming and being mentioned. On my e-reader it was 566 pages! And yes, it took them about 200 pages for their first kiss 😅 That said, its always drawing a picture and reading the story is kind of seeing in your imagination. Obviously nothing is ineffable for @ineffablepenguin 😉

💪 The action scenes: oh my, its like a Schwarzenegger-movie, you cant stop reading, its fast, its furiuos ... oh, thats another movie, ngk.

🩷 The character development: both of our beloved angels start out being insecure of their roles, their place and their worth. But - this is the first fanfic i ever read, where both of them get to be BAMF !!!!

🩷 The plot: i love being suprised - i mean we do know a lot already, diving into a GO-fanfic with the tag "happy ending", right? So there were some really interesting turns and sometimes i wondered "ok, just how will this play out? How will the author get to unknot THIS?" And i have to admit, sometimes i really didn't see it coming. Very nice!

🩷 The healing: i dont know if it was on purpose or the author just felt like our ineffables needed to hear and think stuff, but actually the way their characters develop and how they help each other with it, what they are thinking etc ... reminded me a lot of trauma-therapy. So as one of those few (ähem) people who really spiraled after the big 15 of S2, this was such a nice feeling.

💫 the epilogue - this story doesnt end at happily ever after. Instead we get to know, how they make a living for themselves and sneak a little into their daily lifes. I truly appreciate that, its a nice way of comforting the Reader out of the story.

This wonderful art is from @pinkpiggy93! 🩷

Most beloved quote:

"And i love you too, my dear," he said firmly. "You are so very easy to love."

And isnt this quite a sentence, we all need to hear?

So if you are into good omens, fairytales, long fanfics to really dive in to for several hundred pages, some surprises and of course a happy ending - this is quite the story for you.

🩷🤗

Reading is not a hobby, its an attitude.

[almostgigi]

Warnings: smut, fingering, grinding, dirty talk, squirting

Just a lil scenario I thought of the other day

Winter was almost over but the cold lingered even inside the house, being the bedroom the coldest of all of the rooms. I want the house to be warmer but the heater is not enough.

"I turned the heat on but s'till freezing here" I say rubbing my arms to give myself some friction.

"You always have me to make you hot" he says and I laugh at his doble intentions.

"Yeah, I know baby but you can't warm the place with that" I make a head motion to his pelvis. He laughs too and I decide to get into the bed finally. As soon as I put the blankets over the lower part of my body, I feel Eddie's arms wrap around my torso. I melt under his touch. Soon enough they find the hem of my shirt. "now you being risky"

"c'mon pretty, jus' wanna play with you" a kiss is sealed behind my right ear. I take his hands on mine and put them over my breasts. He squeezes them lightly and I breath funny.

"b-baby" I gasp and plead for I don't even know what.

"It's so easy to make you dumb on my touch" one of his hands leaves my chest to crawl itself along my tummy and over my panties. Two of his fingers drag along my clothed slit stimulating me and my whole body. I respond by moaning ever so slightly.

"please..."

"please what sweet girl? gotta use your big girl voice, can't have you babbling do I?" I shake my head no and I speak.

"please touch me underneath" I say, my blood boiling with pleasure.

"¿What does my baby want me to touch? ¿Huh?" voice full of desire.

"touch my pussy please" my hips buck against his hand looking for more.

"that's what I like to hear baby" I put my leg over his to give him more access to my entrance. One finger goes his way inside without warning and I clench. "easy baby, open that pretty pussy for me, c'mon" his words make me even more wet. He picks up a pace that takes me to heaven and back. I feel so good in his hands.

"oh yes" I rest my head on his shoulder and his other hand takes over my throat and chokes me. The amount of pleasure makes me get so close to cumming.

"yes? You like when I touch you like this pretty?" he pulls out his finger to caress my pussy, spreading my juices all over it, covering his palm in my arousal. "you also like when I rub your pussy like this, I know that" I get high on his words and his touch. I wanna cum on his hand.

"I, I'm close Eds" I cant even speak properly with his hand squeezing me tight.

"You are? Oh what a shame baby, I want to rub this sweet pussy I little bit longer, get her full of juice" before I can even think of react he gives my cunt a tiny slap. I jump from the feeling. He keeps slapping my pussy continuously as I spasm and clench around nothing.

"ah, ah Eddie please, I need to cum please" I nearly scream. Head numb from the teasing.

"so pretty when you beg my baby" he inserts his finger inside me again and takes on the pace as I moan relentlessly. "come on my fucking hand baby, make a mess" as soon as I hear him and he tightens the hold on my throat I come. Hot spurs of liquid coming out of my abused hole. "ohhh, yes sweetie that's it, keep cumming like that yeah" he kept his fingering as tiny spurs kept coming out of me. This is probably the longest orgasm I ever had. My whole body spasming along his. His palm started to slap my pussy again as the liquid stopped coming out. "ah sweetheart, hottest fucking pussy I've ever had. You nearly kill me, that's like the hardest you came in like, ever".

"I know, I don't know what took over me" I rest a little before getting up. "gotta change the sheets now" I look at him with a tired gaze.

"wow, where you going so fast? I still have to eat that beautiful pussy out and make you squirt in my mouth" the audacity of still wanting more after the things he did to me already.

"Eddie" my tone is mandatory.

"What? I'm hard as fuck, if I don't fuck you tonight and hear you ask me to give it to you harder I'm gonna die" he's senseless.

"help me change the sheets and maybe, I'll let you bend me over the kitchen counter and fuck me stupid" he gets up faster than a lightning and helps me out.

"expect me to take all your thoughts out of your head baby"

[star-dust-stuf]

Neil Perry x period!reader

title: girl you’re sweet like

warnings: mentions of blood, pain

a/n: you know me, I had to do this! I hope you like it, not proofread, as always enjoy.

-

Neil was studying in the dining hall, and to be honest I didn’t even want to study I just wanted to cry in my damn pillow. I went just for Neil though, maybe it would make me feel better. When I arrived and sat next to him he greeted me with a smile, “hey! I thought you had a girls soccer club to practice for?” He watched as I sat down.

I shook my head, “I quit before I even started.”

“Oh…” he put his head down to his paper.

“I-.” I cut off, my heart in my throat and a feeling I’ve felt before sat under me, I crossed my legs, he saw my worried expression.

“What?” He gave a small chuckle.

I shrugged, “mmh?”

He saw I was playing dumb so I got up, not thinking anything of it, when I made it out the door I felt him close behind me. “Neil-!” I turned and saw his brown eyes gaze at me.

“I think you-.”

“You forgot your books-,” I said, interrupting him.

“No- wait, y/n!” He tried to catch up with me when I walked off again. “I think you-.”

“Neil, my stomach is killing me.” I walked up the stairs, he followed.

“Y/n, you started your p- p-…” he stopped in his tracks, making me come to a complete stop.

“I… what?”

“You- you got your p- period.” He saw my face turn pink, I felt the back of my skirt, I was damp, “it’s ok- hey!”

He ran after me when I ran into the girls bathroom and shut myself in a stall. I didn’t expect him to follow me in there, but he was consistent. “It happens sometimes. Let me help you… please?”

I saw him outside the stall, i felt tears go down my chin. “I- I cant Neil,” I breathed as the pain intensified.

“Let me take you to your room…”

I took a moment, my heart going in its place when I opened the stall, his sweet face met mine, “I- I…”

“You’re in pain, let me help you!” He said softly holding out a hand for me to hold, I took it. He led me to my room.

He got me clean clothes, “put these on,” he smiled at me, he turned his face to the wall and waited, when I was done he got me tugged into my bed, he lied beside me, practically cradled my stomach.

“Why are you doing this?”

“Why not?”

When I lied there with him I felt his body rest against mine, he relaxed more. He took my pain away, his soft eyes over me like misty clouds in a pink sky, his smell was familiar and felt like home.

I jumped at the sudden knocking at the door, Neil got up and got to the door, opening it a crack He saw Keating. “Mr Keating!” He was surprised. “W- what are you doing here?”

“What am i, what are you in her bedroom?!” He laughed.

“Oh umm…”

“She’s late for class, and so are you!”

“She’s feeling a little- under the weather,” Neil replied.

“Is she ok?” Keating asked.

Neil nodded, “yeah, you know.” His voice squeaked.

I hid myself under the covers. “Will you be joining me?” Keating asked.

Neil looked to his feet, “well- she’s…” Keating listened carefully. “She needs someone right now so I thought I’d-.”

“That’s alright, Neil. Tomorrow then.”

“Yeah, tomorrow!” Neil smiled.

When Keating backed away, he the saw me in my bed, he gave a wink and walked away. When Neil shut the door he gave a sigh if relief, “ok.”

“Ok? What’s he gonna think when we go into class tomorrow!”

“He doesn’t think we’re- you know - i mean, Im sure he knows what I meant when I said ‘under the weather’.”

I looked down, “really?”

“Don’t be embarrassed, y/n, it’s a period it’s not that big of a deal- well, it is a big deal but not like that!” He got snuggled with me again.

[tokiokaulitz483]

Hallo here is part 2 of "The Bad boy"

Warning this part will contain the following cursing, p in v (cowgirl and reverse cowgirl), slight choking, and praising

previously on "The Bad boy"...

This is so easy are you like braindead? i say laughing at him i stop laughing as soon as he puts his hand on my thigh h-hey what are you doing? i start blushing you know... ive always liked him i mean i know he was an asshole an everything but... at some points he was a cool guy...

He continues to rub my thigh then he starts kissing my neck

mmmmm... T-Tom stop we cant.. do this... I moan softly. Well why not schatz? he whispers against my neck Its not like your parents are here he was right they wont be back until another week but he liked it i liked it... so i threw my head back giving him more access to my neck his hand starts moving closer to where i need him the most he starts to rub my clothed pussy feeling how wet i am

You're so wet f'me liebe he growls into my ear i nod whimpering Tom i need you and with those words he pulls me onto his lap making me straddle him and i kiss him deeply our tongues dancing in a fight for dominance but of course his won

God i need to be in you right now... He picks me up slightly and unzips his pants taking out his throbbing needy cock and with his other hand he takes off my panties he throws them to the side and looks up at me his eyes filled with need and desire

You sure you want this? because there's no turning back i nod needing him in me badly and with that he thrust him self upward pushing himself inside of me

Oh... fuck... i whimper this being my first time it feels weird a mixture of pain and pleasure shooting through my body. B-Be gentle... i whimper and he nods thrusting inside of me slowly letting me adjust to his size and when i finally open up for him i whisper against his lips Faster... please... he smirks and starts pushing myself in and out of me harshly making me gasp

Oh god Tom! I moan out load and he smirks again as he grips my hips tightly fucking the shit out of me. God baby your so tight... he growls as he continues to fuck me then he grabs me and turns me around facing the wall and slams his cock back into me he grabs my throat slightly making sure not to choke me. Fuck baby you're such a mess when im inside you. He was right i was screaming loud in ecstasy he goes down to rub my swollen clit roughly trying to make me cum along with him.

Mmmmm cum for me darling he groans and as soon as he says that i cum all over his cock a clearish whiteish sticky mess comes out of me and then he follows after me slamming himself deep inside of me cumming. Holy fuck! he cries out as he cums inside of me coating my tight walls with his white load

I bite my lip and i quickly get off of him and i look down at him his cum dripping down my leg and he smirks at me

im guessing this is your first time? He ask smugly and i nod

It sure is... But it wont be my last i wink then i walk into the bathroom and turn on the shower he chuckles to himself that's one hell of a girl...

I finally finished this jesus im sorry this is late guys :D