#cuz its mentioned in the yap

[sockwachowski]

new au!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉

yap session under the cut

The Sowachowski Killer, Napoleon Sowachowski. A seemingly kind-hearted boy, albeit with an unfortunate tendency. Many of these stories say that he was born with a curse from God himself; to harm, and do nothing but harm. To kill, and do nothing but kill.

The cursed boy tried his hardest to live a normal life, to be a person and keep to himself. He was liked in his small Texas town, beloved, might I say. Kind, strong-willed and giving. But God's will is more powerful than a human's, and soon enough, this desire overtook him. Some stories depict him as sleeping, while others show him wide awake as he cut off the heads of his parents with a kitchen knife. Realizing what he had done, he killed himself with the same knife to escape his sorry fate.

The Devil, seeing his bloodlust, decided to put him to the test. Rather than brushing him to the dark depths, he had given him a mission. In exchange of keeping himself out of torment, Satan told him to drive a blond human boy to suicide, through any means necessary. His name was Jonathan, and he seemed like an easy target due to his existing thoughts of suicide.

However, he fell for this human ever quickly, wishing to run away with him and be his one and only for the rest of time. And the human loved him too, he wished to have him, but sensibly knew that they were never to happen. However, Satan had seen this love begin to bloom. Furious, the boy was summoned at once.

"Child," The Devil boomed. "What have you been doing up there? Why hasn't he met death?"

"Your highness, it seems I have fallen for him." The spirit explained. "I simply cannot make him do such a thing! I know that our love could never be; but I hope that you have a shred of mercy for me. Please!" He fell to the ground and pleaded. "Please allow us to love!"

"No!" Satan roared. "You have disobeyed, and underestimated my power. Your fate will be everlasting, child."

Enraged, he asked God for his help in punishing this soul for it's lust. Working together with the God above, he whisked the spirit to Earth. As his eternal punishment, The Devil cursed the soul to wander around the streets of Missouri aimlessly, with nothing but a dull blade, to search for his betrothed. But should he not find him within the day, he will fall to the depths of hell in ruin, never to see his lover again.

But God, in his righteousness, had seen how kind he was in his life, and decided to give him a reward just as twisted as the killer himself. In spite of Satan's wishes, he allowed the tormented soul to kill; to gain back his life through taking it from others. Now, he wanders around foggy streets searching for his long lost love, all the while finding the next victim of his blade.

He gluttons for blood. He greeds to survive. Hope is all you can have that you will not be what next fulfills this disgusting desire.

[brainworms-all-night-long]

So, that one official Tails art huh

[itadooori]

my slightly cohesive squid game s3 thoughts (SPOILERS)

obligatory disclaimer that i am NOT trying to tell anyone that they're stupid or illiterate if they don't agree with this. you're more than entitled to your own feelings about s3, these just happen to be mine. i'm not looking to fight with anyone, i just thought i'd share some things that may help someone come to peace with season three a little more. buckle up folks this is a YAPFEST

To preface this, I want to say that whenever I interact with a series and it makes a decision I don't like and/or don't understand, I try my hardest to figure out why it's there. This is essentially what this post is: me figuring out why the things that happened in squid game s3 happened. Some of the things still bother me despite the reasons I've seen, and some things I've made a bit of peace with.

Over the weekend I've been formulating my thoughts about s3 and the finale. I also read some interviews explaining certain choices, as well as posts from people who liked the ending/the season and people who disliked the ending/the season. I wanted to give myself a bit of time to post about this with a clearer head, and also wanted to try to understand the message HDH was trying to send.

I've given myself some time to process Gi-hun's death, and I think I'm actually okay with it? I've always kept his death as a real possibility in mind, so the fact he died didn't shock me, but did devastate me as he is my favorite character. I honestly loved the journey that Gi-hun's character went through this season as a whole, it was so full of grief and despair and was extremely heart-wrenching.

Some posts that helped ease my mind a bit about Gi-hun's choice (as well as some of the finale as a whole) are this and this.

(I also found this post to be interesting and it opened my mind up to some deeper thinking, so I'd give it a look if you're interested!)

Now. I want to admit: I am not as unhappy with the ending as much as I initially was. After reading some of HDH's words and other peoples' analysis on the ending, I'm starting to understand the angle it's going for, and I do appreciate it.

Obviously, my critiques haven't vanished -- I have my fair share of things I'm not happy about. I wish that In-ho had a bit more screen-time. I heavily dislike how Jun-ho's character was handled in s3. I also think that the pacing was off in places, notably in the latter half of the season. And of course, I do wish that the reveal scene had a bit More to it.

Also I just dislike the idea of an American spinoff so I was bound to dislike that last scene LMAO but that seems more like Netflix meddling than anything HDH wanted.

HOWEVER, there were also several things this season that did hit me very hard, and that I hold close to my heart. Many, many people have brought up (and rightfully criticized) the things I mentioned above, and I feel that elaborating on those points would be regurgitating what's already out there. So I'll spend some time talking about the things I DID enjoy in s3:

• IDK if this is a hot take or not, but I really loved the Dae-ho and Gi-hun stuff. It was so fucking dark and the furthest we've ever seen Gi-hun fall and I enjoyed every second of it. I don't think Gi-hun was simply mad at Dae-ho about the ammo; that was only part of it. Dae-ho I think on a narrative level served as Gi-hun's internal monologue towards himself, and I think this is backed up by the fact Seon-nyeo tells him that killing Dae-ho will clear his bad karma. And in that altered state of mind, induced by a psychotic break, he believed that. Obviously, when he killed Dae-ho that caused some sort of Realization, which is why he switches from "it's your fault" to "it's my fault" as he attempts suicide again. Also, on the topic of Dae-ho, if you're upset about the military reveal, I'd recommend reading this post because Netflix fucked up the subtitles and I think the more accurate translation falls more in line with his character.

• As a trans person, I honestly liked how Hyun-ju's death was handled. Her death did not strike me as uniquely gore-y or horrible, nor was it tied to her transness. It was tied to her core traits of kindness and commitment to other people. Her death, imo, continued to humanize her. I hope that her existence helped open up some peoples' minds.

• I loved the callbacks to Sae-byeok. First, the more subtle one of Gi-hun telling Geum-ja that he's "not that kind of person" just hit me like a TRAIN. I teared up. And then when Gi-hun had an outright flashback to Sae-byeok when he once again thought about killing someone in their sleep, I actually bawled.

• The entire Gi-hun/In-ho flashback sequence with the dagger. I have no notes. That was beautifully done and one of the best scenes in the entire season imo.

• MIN-SU'S ENTIRE JOURNEY IN S3 WAS REALLY COMPELLING TO ME?? I already really liked him before, but I was absolutely enamored by what they did with him. The hallucinations were genuinely terrifying, and him finally taking Se-mi's hand in death actually made me tear up. I love that lil guy. He straight up went thru every circle of hell.

• Geum-ja's speech to Gi-hun was very very touching. Both of these characters just went through the worst day Ever and yet she still shows him kindness and a reason to keep going. I love all the subtle expressions LJJ displays in this scene too.

• I liked that No-eul got a good ending. She deserved it. I'm glad that she gets to reunite with her daughter, a reflection of something Gi-hun didn't get to do.

• The tragedy between Geum-ja and Yong-sik....goddddddddd I wept.

• Seeing Gi-hun carrying around Jun-hee's baby was like cocomelon to me. The way he smiled at her had me sooo weak I love him so much.

• Woo-seok's little side plot was fun and I liked seeing him get some spotlight.

• Jun-ho not wanting to become a cop again LMFAO I loved that the story still sticks to its dislike of cops and the justice system.

• Of course, as always, the cast's acting was absolutely phenomenal. Even for scenes I don't like, the actors did the best that they could and I think they deserve recognition for that.

There are some more things I could list, but this post is getting long enough lmfaoo

Now, I believe that my feelings on season three are more complex than they were initially. I feel a little isolated from the majority of the fandom right now because while I have my issues, I don't Hate it. Far from it, honestly. It feels more like a "i enjoy many things about this, and i understand and appreciate the message being sent, i just wish that some of it was done Better" type thing.

I've also been looking at squid game, especially season three, similarly to how I'd look at a Greek tragedy. Squid game shares a lot of key elements you see in them: dramatic irony, hubris, hamartia (a fatal flaw or lapse in judgement leading to a character's downfall), peripeteia (a sudden reversal of circumstances), catharsis (emotional release), and moral dilemmas. The themes also overlap, and I'm reminded of tragedies like Electra. And I think that some of s3's choices make a little bit of sense if you see the story as emulating a Greek tragedy; I'm not saying you have to like it, but for me it made me more understanding of the message being conveyed.

Finally, I want to say that my love for squid game hasn't diminished at all, and I won't be leaving the fandom any time soon. Even with my complicated feelings about s3, I still think s1 and s2 are incredible and it's worth sticking around even just for them.

TLDR; my thoughts are still complicated, but i don't think the season is as bad as i initially thought

[clumsypuppy]

i feel like im not making any sense but does anyone else feel like there are stories that let u run with them and ones that spell everything out for you

[sillybuggoblin]

God I love polyphone I need to draw more polyphone Look at how close Jake is to Harry are you gonna tell me these 3 aren't in love? I didn't think so

[mochamoth]

Hi here are some cringey ooc headcanons of Samarie because she's my favorite character.

(Ever. Like out of every franchise to exist.)

-She's autistic and has BPD.

-Her voice is very quiet and deep. She often speaks too softly to be heard unless the person is fully paying attention.

-She's picky with food because growing up she mostly ate the same food every day. That being said she is more opened to try sweet food, she likes sweet flavors.

-She's surprisingly decent at makeup, she just doesn't like wearing it (besides her lipstick). It's mostly because she's insecure about her face, plus she fears it'll draw attention.

-Very sweaty and clammy. It's her constant state of being it can't be helped unfortunately.

-She has a special interest in bugs, specifically moths.

-Despite hc she has a deep, creepy voice I think it'd be funny to make her sneezes overly loud for no reason.

-She likes reading, art, and collecting weird shit. She has a collection of (humane) taxidermy insects, bones, stuff Marina left lying around in the open, gifts from Marina (she cherishes those), and TONS of books about moths.

-This mf can't smile to save her life. They always either looked way too force or downright creepy.

-She didn't fully speak until she turned around 14 maybe 15. She knew how to speak she just didn't see a reason to do so outside of spells. She only started speaking because she planned on greeting Marina properly (never happened, she freaked out last minute and couldn't go through with the plan).

-She enjoys doing seemingly immature activities. Like making friendship bracelets or playing field games. She didn't have much of a childhood (if at all) so she's grown fond of the idea of doing all those fun, childhood related things.

-I see her and Abella being friends. This is mostly related to OC stuff I don't feel like yapping about, but basically I think Abella helps Samarie get more confident in herself.. Or at least give her the nerve to speak up (and actually say hi to people instead of oh idk following them around cough COUGH).

-She sleeps a lot. That's all.

-Rip Samarie you would've loved Monster High 😔🙏.

-I doubt this is a hc becuase pretty sure its canon, but she has an asymmetrical face. Which I love.

-She enjoys singing. It's not a hobby or passion of her's, more just something she does whenever she's painting or showering, even writing.

-Oh yeah speaking of she has a diary. She's been writing in it since she was very little and it one of the few things she managed to keep after (eventually) getting out the Ninth Circle.

-Best case scenario she gets the help she needs and slowly heals. Ik she is dying and that canonly she WILL be dead soon no matter what. This is MY out of character headcanon list, let me be cringe and stupid in peace 😔‼️

-She's a light weight. Just a feeling.

-She can be extremely paranoid alone in public places, she's either worried she'll get taken or worried people are judging and staring her down. Either way not a good time.

That's it for now, I'll make more if I come up with more and if I feel confident enough to post them 🙏

[thedemises]

it's been 118 days since my last written work I need to write something 💔💔

[famewolf]

speaking of ocd, I think I'm realizing that I truly don't have anxiety and it's literally just my ocd. im not anxious about anything until it involves me and suddenly I'm spiraling

[thefiendly]

sometimes I wonder how people feel if they've been around my tumblr for a while because I started as an arcade fan account who fell off the face of the earth only to come back obsessed with midas for the next couple months. switching hyperfixations is so weird like wdym I like a man named fucking john carlton </3

also 99% sure that midas keychain marks the death of my fortnite hyperfixation but he will definitely be sold! there's like 9 in stock whenever they arrive

[roocomehome]

I'm kinda feeling inspired to build... maybe I'll do a recreation of what I think Roo's apartment looks like, I've never really thought of it, mainly because the concept of living somewhere has never really existed when it comes to Roo in my mind, but at the same time, he does live somewhere, and I know that man could not afford a house with the way he's pulling in money 😭 Hopefully if I don't get tag teamed by a stomachache and a migraine like I did yesterday, I can actually get up and do that LMAO

[brainrot-stitch]

I wish I'd dream more. And see more freaky creatures in my dreams that's I could draw. And maybe make characters from idk. Like the bear stalkers. Those r kinda boring tho I wanna see the fucking MONSTERS and play it like a horror game without it being a nightmare. Like the dream the bear stalker creature things r from. Or the crystal tree reoccurring nightmare or the portal escape thing. Or just more interesting dreams in general tbh like the rat running from the fbi or getting dragged down to hell by dust bunnies

[pokemonmadness]

I would say the research is clear! And I genuinely appreciate this!

While on one hand I don't know if for certain I'll do anything with this, it's fun to have on hand just because nobody really ever mentions the card manga (and I never even knew about it before seeing your posts), and it's good for if I want to use it for anything!

Cuz one of the main reasons I asked is cuz I was considering seeing what some of my Pokémon OCs would be like in the card manga as opposed to standard canon, and this is helpful in trying to figure out what their alt designs would look like or just seeing too how people's card manga counterparts compare to standard canon.

Uratane is very energetic and silly in a way, and he's got more of a relaxed (for lack of a better term) look in comparison to Professor Sycamore. Sycamore is a lot more put together, with his hair mostly being what's a bit ruffed up, and Uratane on the other hand has a much more comfy sort of appearance that I'd almost compare to Jacq from SV.

Lysandre versus Guradari on the other hand still kind of rings true to me as more like Lysandre is a threatening person who's eccentric in nature, but isn't necessarily flashy by definition. Guradari from what I remember does play the role of some sort of villain or counter to Uratane, but is very much a flashy individual... very notable by the hot rod. And as weird as it is to point out he seems to be less straight laced to his counterpart similar to Uratane given his outfit isn't fully fitted and to me seems designer in a different way than Lysandre's suit. (Feat. the Pokéball buttons on his suit jacket.)

Side note: might refer to Guradari as Glare after some point but I also don't wanna confuse anyone ;;

Also this may be nothing but Guradari having sunglasses makes me weirdly happy because I feel like it's a callback to the Lysandre Machine and the glasses he wore in that and it just makes me happy cuz I like callbacks.

But like I said, I'm kind of interested in dabbling in seeing how some of my OCs would look in the card manga style, or how they'd change, especially since I have a whole like family situation with Lysandre and I genuinely think it'd be hilarious to translate that from evil man to devious man in mid-life crisis, if that makes sense.

Though I won't go too ham on it; I have way too many OCs admittedly, and half of them I have yet to draw. I'd only end up focusing on the X and Y/Sword and Shield ones since those games are like special interests for me. Speaking of SwSh and its card manga, I still giggle at the fact Kabu looks like one of those anime mentors who's straight laced but silly... and he's like that if I remember correctly. Also the fact that Leon and Piers are adults but Raihan and Nessa are either kids or perma-chibis, not sure which. And obviously Rose's very eccentric look which I love.

I feel like this is a whole lotta yammering which I feel bad about but this type of stuff makes me really happy, when characters have alternate designs or like different variants of themselves it makes me get weirdly excited, just cuz I like seeing how different the characters are compared to each other. After that it starts fueling my own fires to making different variants for my own characters like I've said; I can always elaborate more about how I wanna go about that if you'd like!

@pokemonmadness

There are very few color sketches of Guradari. All I have from official sources is this image

I can also show my research in this area... I don't know how clear it is, but I hope it's at least a little clearer

[natsswife]

I kinda wanna kiss your girlfriend if you dont mind<3

pairings: nat x fem!reader

summary: nat is head over heels and kinda obsessed w you but thinks you have a boyfriend:(( (u dont)

cw: nat hatesss your “boyfriend”, brief mention of alcohol and cigs, “cheating” on ur bf from nats pov

notes: just something silly a wrote in one sit while listening to after midnight by chappell<3 *starts blasting it*

men&cishet ppl dni ty

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༘⋆ obsessed!Nat who loves to sit next to you during classes everytime she has the opportunity and that ugly rat- i mean boyfriend of yours isnt near bothering and taking all of your attention, because these little moments are one her biggest opportunities to talk to you, gossip about anything and try to see if there's at least a small chance that you like girls???

༘⋆ obsessed!Nat whose favorite time of the week is when the team have soccer match because that means she can shower u with lots of compliments without sounding weird (so in love with you) cuz for her you're one of the best players in the team, and also take it as an opportunity to ask you for advices and why not? train together everyday after classes so nat can improve her game (pass more time with you) <33

༘⋆ obsessed!Nat who sometimes finds her obsession with you weird because how comes the most “i dont give a fuck abt anything” girl is now giving too much fuck about someone and is now tracking down that ugly boyfriend of yours to see if hes cheating or something so she can tell you and enjoy how you break w him on front of everyone, cuz that means she will a chance with you.

༘⋆ anddd obsessed!Nat who got bored of tracking him down because she now discovered a whole new level of nerd thanks to your ”boyfriend” she almost finished her packs of cigs and he was still stuck at the library reading and reading some boring shit and not talking to anyone, not even some girl that help her caught him red handed or something, but the real question is how can *you* the coolest girl ever, be with such a loser?? how did you never got bored of just hearing him yap about some nothingburger comic?? maybe that's why she never saw you kissing or closer with him, and thanks to that Nat now knows that you need some real fun and she’ll make sure she is the one making you have it, because Nat needs to steal you from that man who’s making u lose your time and be with someone who really loves you and that's her!!!!

༘⋆ so its all set up, during that party some random is gonna throw in a few days Nat's gonna confess her feelings, and she's confident, not because shes kinda obsessed with you and tired of waiting (she is) but also bc it never went unnoticed to her how sometimes you looked at her while she was writing something during class, it always made her sweat and fuck up whatever she was writing, but she never moved because you looking at her made her feel that god heard her non existent prayers and made her feel like she might have a chance? whatever mixed signals you were giving her had nat jumping full of joy mentally

༘⋆ and when the day comes, everyone’s wasted and as soon she spot you with Tai and Van, Nat takes her last shot of whatever deadly combination of drinks kevyn made for her bc for sure she will need some alcoholic encourage to express her love and how she capable of kissing the floor you walk.

༘⋆ she just takes you to a more "safe of men and that ugly rat you have as a bf" space and lets everything out in a kinda “im sorry doll dont hate me but you look way too gay to be with a man, especially that ONE” way while looking at your bf who is talking with jeff and his group (how did he managed to not get bullied by them? she doesnt know and doesnt care lowk)

༘⋆ Nat’s heart did a 180 backflip inside her chest when she saw your beautiful smile just got wider after her confession and a “oh my.. nat are you serious” from you made her sweat like she has been in a marathon, were you expecting this orr…

 “yeah why would a lie” she let a nervous giggle out and with that something she never expected happened

༘⋆ you just threw yourself into her arms?? and started kissing her??? It was a short, nervous but sweet kiss, both of you nervous as hell but Nat is now confused because why are you cheating on your rat in front of everyone??

༘⋆ but anygays would he mind if she kinda wanna kiss his girlfriend? again after she made the first move?

“NONONO HES NOT MY BOYFRIEND DUMBASS” you let that out almost yelling, do you really look that straight??

༘⋆ u couldnt even hide your excitement because you’ve been waiting for her to make the first move, since you were such a pussy to do that, especially in the toxic world you're all living but now who give a single fuck, the beautiful girl you have been crushing for ages, the one who isnt afraid of showing who she is, dont give a fuck about anything (she now do and thanks to you) is now confessing how much she loves you, and ofc you wont miss the opportunity to kiss her again and again and again, after all everyone is wasted right now.

༘⋆ Nat couldnt believe when you told her that he’s just your childhood friend who got recently transferred and thats why you were close, helping him adapt to the highschool and everything, nat now knows she kinda fucked up by calling him names, tracking him down and deliberately hating him but thats on another topic.

༘⋆ but what she REALLY can't believe is when you confessed that you liked her as well!!! 

“I dont know if it's maybe the moonlight who have horny powers, this moment or whatever but… wanna go to my house?” Nat just kissed you as an answer, she’s not gonna waste the opportunity to have you all for herself this night and is gonna make sure you wake up in her arms everyday by now<3

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Do not translate w/o permission, copy or use for AI training, train ur useless brain instead<3

[cry4mina]

Untied

Domme!Mina x Fem!Reader

Word count: 7.7k

Smut/a little bit of everything I guess

Summary: Mina surprises you with the mentions of a dynamic change. This is how that plays out.

TW: This is truly just filth. Degrading, straps, choking, spitting, cum swapping, aggressive at some parts, food mentioned lemme know if i missed anything.

A/N: hi i hate this and it took forever 😭😭 Thanks to @psylocke142 @nr1chaedickrider @sscieloz and @ghostykapi for always keeping me sane and listening to me yap about this cuz good lord this was a time.

i hope you all had a great holiday! I’m going to re-write TMBTE 1-3 now. Sorry if this is ass, I barely edited it. Thanks for reading🖤

“Y/n, do you think we could talk for a second?” was the last thing you expected to hear on a lazy Sunday morning. The calmness of the world still sleeping around you couldn’t have prepared you for a sentence like that.

“Yes, of course.” turning over on your side to face Mina’s sleep filled eyes, concern on your face as you wait for her to say something or give you some form of hint on what this could be about.

It was barely 9am, you were both in just your underwear, the most you had said to each other was a “Good morning,” hell, you barely even got that out. No coffee, no breakfast, just a “hey, can we talk?” which made you more anxious than any amount of caffeine ever could.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry!” She giggles, scooting closer to you. Nuzzling her face into your chest as an act of comfort.

“You know how we have developed a certain…dynamic…in the bedroom?” sheepishly leaves her perfectly shaped lips, a glint of the timid breaks through the courageousness of the question.

“Me being a top and you being a bottom?” you joke back to her, eyebrows raised and nudge her a little with a smirk.

You and Mina had only been together for a few months, everything was still very new and there were certain roles that hadn’t been hashed out yet. Already having had thought about the roles you would play in the relationship and curiosities about how things would settle - this sparks more wonder.

“Hey!” Mina playfully smacks your shoulder, giggling with you.

“Okay, so what I wanted to talk to you about is…I’m actually not a bottom.”

Oh?

“In my last relationship…I was a top��a domme, specifically.”

A beat of silence as you take in what she just said.

“You?…A domme?”

“Mhm” biting her lip subtly in anticipation of what you would say, flickering in her eyes try to predict your reaction.

The confusion that creeps its way onto your brow makes her chuckle, she watches as it drips off your face.

There is worry wrapped in the giggle she lets out, you respond before she can let that stressor grow.

“You are a domme? Really?” unable to comprehend as she never had any indicators that she would be dominant…at all.

Mina? The soft, shy, reserved person you have come to really like being around…a domme?

In most situations you’ve experienced in these few months, she would look to you for everything. Seemingly submissive in all aspects…

“I can be anything you want me to be. I’m open to whatever you’d like…but I’d love to experience you submissive, baby.” bringing her hand up to trace your lips softly, watching her own finger trail around, look of desire reflected in her eyes.

“Would you want to explore that side of things with me?” another shy ask whispered through the timid surface.

“I’d love to.” answering without hesitating, kissing her forehead and pulling her a little closer.

“Really?” she beams up at you, the excitement in her eyes sends warm waves of desire running through you.

You just nod your head at her, still very much shocked at what she’s said but how “domme” could she really be?

Mina lays a soft but passionate kiss on your lips as she koalas herself around you, a cute little quirk she had picked up, wrapping her legs around your torso and clinging to you.

“Do you still want me to make you some French toast for breakfast, honey?” You chuckle through the grip of the full body hug you were experiencing.

“I’d rather eat you instead, but breakfast does sound lovely.” rolls off her tongue before she tilts her head up and lightly nips at your neck.

Audacious was an understatement. Mina had never said anything like this before. She was reactive to the way you’d speak to her in bed, but she had never initiated dirty talk in the slightest.

Vanilla had been the flavor of the type of intimacy you had been having, it was all so new that exploring each others body’s was all you had really done, aside from you having the control, so to hear her say something so suggestive really took you by surprise.

The pulse felt between your legs was loud, even to Mina who had wedged her leg between yours, could feel the bass line of your heart as she pushed her thigh up against your pussy and cupped your face with her hands.

“I can feel how wet you are through your panties, baby. Don’t worry, we will have time to address that later.” seductively whispered into your ear before she kisses you passionately, nipping at your lips to keep the thought in your head.

A whimper leaves your mouth without permission, already enjoying this look into what was to come. Holding her tight to keep her in place, you deepen the kiss even more. A smirk and giggle in response, pulling away right as you start grinding against her thigh.

“You owe me breakfast! Don’t try to get out of that!” playfulness sings through the sentence as you try and convince her with your body language to stay put, not moving an inch and whining to her.

She doesn’t react to your signs, rolling out of bed, going into your closet and grabbing one of your t-shirts to wear.

She looks so cute in your clothes.

Bringing you a shirt, she sits down on the edge of the bed and tosses it to you.

“Come on, let’s go!” She tugs on your wrist, trying to get you to get up.

“But Miiiiiinaaaaaaaauuuuhhhhhhhhh, it’s so early still and…maybe I’m curious.” the implication very blatant in your statement.

“Be curious then, baby.” winking and making her way to the door.

Mina leans on the frame seductively, waiting for you to get up. Instead, you pat the sheets- inviting her back to them.

There’s a switch flipped, something changed. Her eyes darken- she seems…more stoic?

“Fine.” the sharpness of her stare makes your breath hitch, the side you’ve never seen rearing its head to expose itself to you.

She blows you a kiss and sets off for the kitchen.

“Babe! Come back!”

Silence.

“Mina!”

More silence.

“Alriiiiiiight” sighing as you get out of bed, not bothering to put the shirt she pulled out for you on and heading towards the kitchen.

Hearing the clinking of dishes and the faucet turn on, you make your way into her view. Mina’s eyes widen when she sees your chest is out and exposed to her, swallowing as you walk towards her.

She was trying to get the coffee started but you shirtless in front of her caused her focus to shift.

“It’s a shame you didn’t mark me up last night, Madam Top!” Placing your hands on her hips, leaning into her and letting your tits rub against the shirt she was wearing.

“I think I’d look just lovely with your bite marks on me.” you reach over the side of her on your tip toes to grab the loaf of bread on top of the fridge, tempting her - never breaking eye contact while you stretch.

“Don’t you?” Winking as you reposition yourself, face to face with her.

Placing a hand gently on her waist, you maneuver her out of the way of the fridge, guiding her to the right of it while being a mere inch from her face before taking a step back and cracking open the door.

“…are you…teasing me?” stunned Mina’s whisper hits your ears as you grab the carton of eggs and close the door.

“Maybe.” Standing and facing her, two thirds of the ingredients in your hands.

“Is it working?” Setting the bread and eggs on the counter to grab the cinnamon out of the cabinet next to her.

“No!- I mean…no.” Catching an attitude as she pulls two mugs out of the cabinet and starts fiddling with the coffee maker.

“You sure about that, baby?” The sultry tone you take with her is one she’s familiar with, usually used when you’re on top of her but it will work for provoking her too.

You grab a bowl and starting to crack the eggs and catch a glimpse of her reddened cheeks. Mina shakes out the thoughts and stands her ground.

“Yes, I’m sure. Besides, the more you do…whatever this is…” Gesturing at you before looking you up and down again.

“…The worse it’ll be.”

“…Worse?” questioning as you start whisking the eggs together.

“Yes….Worse.” crossing her arms and taking that stern tone again.

An ache is created between your legs when her rigid words radiates through your ears. Something about her like this is just so sexy to you.

“Don’t you want it to be worse, Ms. Dominatrix?” playfully mocking her allegedly title and role she was taking on.

All in good fun or so you thought.

Seeing her in get an idea in your peripherals, the lightbulb over her head shined all too bright giving you the indication that maybe you shouldn’t have pushed so many of her buttons.

“Hmph…This is very interesting to witness.” taking a few steps towards you, watching you mix the cinnamon sugar into the eggs.

“I don’t think I was expecting you to be such a brat.” placing her right hand on your lower back, raising her left hand to harshly pinch your nipple.

The hand on your back keeping you from moving, you suck in air between your teeth, practically hissing as she tugs and twists aggressively - you attempt to keep cooking, unraveling the bread and grabbing a few pieces to soak in the egg mixture.

“Awh, did I make it worse?” Sarcasm weaved into the statement.

“….I know what makes you tick, baby. Don’t you want to be a good girl for me?” Mina pouts up at you, trying to get you to submit to her with puppy dog eyes and lower register.

This makes you even wetter, feeling your slick accumulate and drip down your thigh- you aren’t really sure how to navigate this corner you backed yourself into. What was originally meant to be silly teasing turned into something else completely.

On one hand, you want to push Mina to see how dominant she could really be, and on the other hand…hearing her ask if you wanted to be a good girl made you want to give her anything and everything she could ever want.

Noticing your hesitation, she grins.

Placing 2 pieces of french toast into the pan, you focus on the sound of the sizzle and try to bring yourself down a little, trying to lower the level of neediness that your body was screaming at you with.

“Oh? Did you like that?” eyebrows cocked and evil smirk across her face.

Shit.

“Like what?” playing stupid but you know it’s not going to work.

“When I asked you to be a good girl for me? Seems like that might’ve…” her finger traces up under your jaw turning your head towards her over to face her.

“…done something for you.” Mina kisses your lips, trailing her finger up your torso and over your already hard and sensitive nipple ever so gently, causing a fire to erupt inside you - letting a weighted huff out as she removes her touch from you.

She stays close to your face, letting you feel the tension that’s building between the two of you and then goes back to making coffee, without another word.

Blinking a few times, you’re completely stunned at the flip that Mina has presented you with.

“You okay?” scooting a mug of hot coffee made just how you like it over to you.

“Mhm.” pulling another piece of bread out of the bowl and tossing it into the hot pan, the sound of the sizzle brings you back to reality, the cracking of the slime solidifying on the bread and turning into breakfast makes your stomach growl, pushing the sexual thoughts of Mina to the back of your mind.

—

Eating breakfast was slow and tantalizing, not even bothering to put on a shirt while you ate. The distraction of what Mina was saying while you were cooking was causing a knot to build in your stomach.

Mina couldn’t keep her eyes off you and you were very aware of this. The tension was there…she just needed to make the move.

Leaning into the teasing every moment you had, making sure you never so much as let your arms block her view of your chest and moaning at every bite.

By the time she was finished, she was crossing her legs exceptionally hard and glaring at you.

“I should probably get ready.” Mina sighs as she stands and brings her plate to the sink.

“What time is the lesson?” Stretching back in your chair to make sure she had a good view.

“12 to 4” flicking on the faucet to rinse her plate off, the aggression in the way she flips the handle up makes you smirk.

“Want me to come? I can also just drop you off there if you’d prefer.”

The offer makes Mina stop in her tracks. Her eyes reflect pondering as she turns around to face you, back against the counter with her arms crossed.

“Will you wear a shirt?” Eyebrow raised at you as if she’s poking back.

“Maybe” winking as you stand to make your way to the sink.

“…maybe? Gonna show what’s *mine* to everyone at the studio?” The tone she took when she revealed this moment of possession was…sexy.

“What’s *yours*?” you rinse your plate off, stacking it on hers in the sink, and turn to face her to see her arms are crossed and she’s got a bothered look on her face.

Before she could reply, you place one hand on either side of her, trapping her against the counter.

Mina turns her head, not looking at your attempts to seduce her. Feeling your chest against hers, you slip your hands under her arms to unfold them and wiggle into them so they’re wrapped around you.

Her jaw clenches, watching it flex makes you weak in the knees.

“Baby.”

Mina side eyes you, waiting for whatever it is you’re about to say while your slip your hands under the oversized shirt she was wearing - placing them gently on her lower back and giving her light scratches with your nails until she faces you.

“If I belong to you like you say I do, then why haven’t you put me in my place yet?” Lips ghosting across each others as you taunt her further.

Grip turning harsh, Mina flips you around before you even realize what’s happening, back pressed against her chest and one arm around your waist locking you in.

“You want me to put you in your place?” whispered in your ear as her free hand creeps up to your neck.

“Is that what you want, slut?” Fingers wrapping around your throat and squeezing lightly.

“Maybe” reveals itself from your attempt to keep your cool, arching your back to your ass grinds against her to see if she would actually do anything.

“Of course that’s what you fucking want.” Mina lets go of your neck and coasts her hand down your torso until she’s at the waistband of the only thing you’re wearing.

Slipping her fingers beneath the band causing you to gasp and lean into her harder, asking for more even if you’re vocally defiant to her.

A heavy chuckle in your ear as she slides her fingers around the elastic until they she reaches your back.

“This is what you want, right?” Tugging them down while she speaks.

“You just want to push me to see what happens, right?” Your panties hitting the floor as the hand she had around your waist pulls you around her with your stomach against the cool counter.

She’s still pressed against you, not letting you move a single inch without her as she pushes you down on the cold marble countertops.

You can’t help but clench around nothing.

Roughness suits her well.

“Awh, look at you.” Her chin pressed into your shoulder as her hand slithers down between your legs, lightly trailing your slit.

“I knew you’d like this side of me.” Lifting her face so her lips can dance across your back before she lays a light bite down on your shoulder.

Whining at her touch, unable to help yourself from rocking your hips against her fingers- she keeps the pressure feather light, despite your attempts for more.

You’re absolutely distraught in how much you crave her.

A need so instinctual that you feel like you can’t focus on anything else.

“Mina…please!” Huffed out as you raise and drop your hips again , trying to get more friction from her.

“No.” Lifting her hand away from you.

You can hear her sucking your slick off her finger.

Not letting you move, you whimper again.

“Behave today while I teach my class…and I’ll think about letting you experience more of this tonight. Do you understand?” Stern in tone, you’re dripping for her like this.

Your need for her grows with every second and she shows no signs of giving in.

“Ugh, Mina!” Struggling to flip around when her hand grips your hair and forces your face onto the counter gently enough to not hurt but hard enough to show you who was in charge.

“I said…do you understand?” Between clenched teeth.

Fuck fuck fuck, she’s so fucking sexy like this.

“Yes…” breathed out without question.

“Good. Now get ready. We need to leave soon.” Planting a kiss to your spine and releasing you.

You’re quick to turn around and look at her. Wanting to take in the fierce look in her eyes. Knees like jelly as she winks and heads off to your bedroom, leaving you leaning against the counter trying to catch your breath and pull yourself together.

—

On the way to the ballet studio you managed to keep it together, Mina was tying her hair up in the passenger seat while you hum the tune playing softly on the radio, following the GPS that she put on her phone even though you didn’t need it.

A side eye and a soft smile from the seat over refract what little light broke through the overcast sky into the car. You pretend not to notice the way she beams at you.

“You want to know something?” offered to you while Mina applies mascara carefully to her eye lashes as you pull up to the studio.

“Hmm?” putting the car in park and undoing your seat belt.

“I love you.”

Mina’s eyes widen when she realizes what she’s spoken out loud to you, frozen in surprise at her own words.

She acts quickly.

“I..uhm…uh….okay, gotta go to class.” panicked in her movements, she leaps out of the car.

“Wow! Wait wait wait!” Matching her speed in jumping out and locking the door behind you.

Grabbing her hand, you tug her back into you.

“Ms. Myoui…” tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and watching as her cheeks flush into a beautiful rose.

“Say it again for me, darling.” The smile on your face can’t be contained in the slightest.

“…I love you…” regulated breaths rhythmically leave her as she tries to keep her composure.

Cupping her reddened cheeks, you bring her into you and lay your lips gently on hers, the butterflies that never left your chest flutter furiously.

A moment neither of you would forget.

You part from her, only to caress her check with your thumb and look her in the eyes.

“I love you too, Mina.”

Her eyes hit the floor, you can feel the excitement oozing from every part of her.

It’s adorably charming, you swoon at how happy she is to hear you say those words.

“I should…probably get to class…you should stay and watch….if you want.” Reaching for your hands and wraps her fingers around yours.

“I’d love that.” The grin on your face sits in place, permanently painted at the words she spoke to you as they repeat while she leads you through the studio doors.

—

Watching Mina teach her ballet class was mesmerizing. The grace and fluidity of her movements was as alluring as they were devastating. The balance and poise she had was aspiring to all her students, as they watched her twirl around the hardwood and bow once finished.

Though she spoke, it was hard to keep focus on the instructions she was giving to the women taking her class.

Her lips moving and all you could hear was “I love you.” Too lost in that specific sentence ringing in your ears to entertain anything else.

“…do you need an example?…Y/n! Can you come here for a moment?” Her voice chimes in your ears so beautifully, snapping you back to her giving you a rushed come here motion.

Springing out of your seat, you walk over to Mina - she looks so cute in her little tights that you have to bite back a smile.

“Don’t move, okay?” looking you in the eyes with her hands on your arms to make sure what she said registered, she must’ve seen you swooning over her in the corner of the studio.

Mina positions you in front of her, the rest of the class watching as she swiftly hoists her leg up and places her ankle on your shoulder- thigh pressed against your torso as she explains her movements, what it’s supposed to look and feel like while your jaw is on the floor.

Feeling the heat rise between your legs, you stand painfully still while Mina continues on teaching her class when suddenly two cold fingers guide your mouth shut.

Instantly turning red, you realize you had been caught gawking.

“Sorry.” whispering to her nonchalantly.

“Don’t be.” whispered back.

“I did teach this lesson today on purpose.” Mina winks at you, wearing a smirk on her face like she knew exactly what that would do to you.

“Alright, everyone! I think that’s enough for today!” dismissing everyone before turning her attention back to you- leg still up on your shoulder.

“Do you want to go back to your place now?” leaning in to kiss your cheek, pressing her core against you as she does.

The warmth that radiates from her is excruciating.

“I’ve never been more ready.” Body tensing as she removes her leg gracefully from you and giggles.

“Let’s go, then.”

Quickly gathering all of her stuff and making sure you had everything you needed, Mina runs into the back to grab something and tells you to meet her in the car.

You practically run to the car to get it started.

—

The door flies open, you take Mina’s bags and toss them on the couch. She’s giggling behind you as she closes the door and removes her jacket before placing it on the hook by the door.

You’re not sure what to do with yourself, patiently waiting for her to say something while you’re day dreaming about how she had you this morning.

“I’m going to shower and get comfy.” Kissing you before she disappears into your bedroom.

Removing your jacket and taking your shoes off, you sit on the couch and kick your feet up on the coffee table.

Grabbing the blanket tossed over the arm of the couch and throwing it over your legs, you turn the tv on and out on a random show to drown out the silence.

Scrolling through your phone, your stomach growls. You bet Mina is hungry too after her class.

Opening a delivery app, you scroll to your most frequently ordered dishes from Mina’s favorite restaurant, pressing order with no hesitation.

Hearing the shower kick on, you know you’ve got about 20 minutes before Mina is on the couch with you - stealing your blankets and cuddling up to you for warmth.

You grin at the thought and decide you should get more comfortable as well. Walking into the bedroom to change out of the jeans and sweater you were wearing, you hear a voice from the bathroom.

“Baby, Can you come here a second?” Mina chimes through the cracked door and the falling droplets.

Walking over to the door, you take your sweater off and lightly kick the door open.

“Yeah, hon?” eyes meeting Mina’s as she sits on the counter, palms flat on the surface, and completely in the nude.

“Come here…” reaching out for your hand.

You let her take it and tug you between her legs, pulling you into a sensual passionate kiss that drowned you in love.

Things heat up for a moment, before she pushes you away - tugging at the button of your pants and letting them drop to the floor.

“I love you.” softly spoken against your lips, her hands wandering around your neck and slipping down your back, nails against skin.

Though the sensation is light, it sends shockwaves of pure pleasure over you, goosebumps douse your skin.

The warm delicate satin of her fingertips with the partial sharpness of her nails melts you into her, welding together like two sheets of metal connecting under a scorching burst of heat.

Your hands raise up, cupping her face and keeping it close as your lips dance with hers. Tangoing through this passionate encounter when you feel her teeth pinch and tug softly on your lower lip.

The whimper you let out was more than enough; she had you right where she wanted you.

Mina’s finger raised up, pad to your bottom lip while your foreheads stay connected.

“Not yet.”

Both of you huffing and eyeing each other up and down, temptation running wild in each pass on each other.

A knock at the door interrupts the streaming moment.

“…I forgot I ordered us food…”

Mina’s hands slip down to your ass, squeezing it in her hands and giving you her signature gummy smile.

“What did you get?” Excitement present as you step away from her and she hops off the counter.

“Your favorite.” Winking at her and taking your jeans off.

You notice the wet spot she left on the counter and smirk.

“Meet you on the couch in 10?”

“Deal.” As she steps into the shower and you head towards the door.

—

Changing took seconds, slipping into sweats and a baggy tshirt and setting out Mina’s favorite clothes to steal from you.

Grey sweatpants, black hoodie.

Grabbing the food and bringing it to the kitchen, you wait until you hear the shower cut off to put it on plates.

Bringing them to the living room, setting them down on the table and walking back to the kitchen to get some drinks for the two of you.

Opting for a mixed drink, you get two rocks glasses out of the cabinet and put a couple ice cubes in them, swirling them around a little to chill the glasses.

Grabbing the bottle of rum off the refrigerator, you pour until you hit the top of the ice and finish it off with some Coke.

Bringing them carefully to the living room, Mina is already on the couch waiting for you - looking immaculate in your clothes. Hair leaving wet spots on the hoodie as it bends and curls it’s way through the drying process.

“OoOoOo, trying get me drunk?” Reaching for the glass she knew was hers before sipping it and setting it next to her plate.

Offering a giggle, you sit next to her and throw a blanket over both pairs of legs.

“Pick something you want to watch, baby.” taking a bite of your food and a swig of your drink.

The alcohol burns on its way down your throat, making a face as it warms your stomach.

“Maybe you’re trying to get drunk.” Mina chuckled next to you.

“Why would I be trying to get drunk?”

“So you won’t be so nervous later? If that’s the word to use.” flicking through the options and settling for a horror movie you have both seen so you don’t have to pay attention.

“Nervous? About what?” another bite with a sip following your confusion.

Mina glares at you, like you just forgot the encounter you’ve had in the bathroom.

“Fine.” Frigid tone slaps you across the face as she continues eating in silence.

“Oh, come on baby! Im just teasing you…” taking another bite.

“I’m sure you make a great dommy mommy.” Giggling and chewing your food.

Mina remains cold to you, her jaw tensing further with the jab at her dominance.

“Babe, I’m just playing. Please don’t take me seriously.” Looking over at her.

She doesn’t react, just continues eating and sipping her drink.

You give her the space she silently asked for.

—

After dinner was done, you grab her plate and go to the kitchen to rinse both off and put it in the dishwasher.

“Do you want another drink?” shouted to the living room.

“No.”

You hear the bedroom door close and silence following.

“Well, fuck.” Said under your breath as you pour yourself a shot and knock it back.

Sighing as you finish up in the kitchen and wash your hands, tossing the dish towel on the rack to dry and walking back to the living room.

The tv is off, Mina’s empty glass is on the table and the bedroom door is closed.

Walking up to the door, you lightly knock.

“Mina…are you okay?”

Silence.

“Mina…I’m sorry, I was just messing around! I didn’t mean to make you upset.” there’s a ping of sadness in your voice, this must’ve caught her attention.

“You didn’t.”

Another beat of silence.

“You can come in, you know.”

Cracking the door open slowly and stepping into the dark room, you see Mina sitting on a chair in black lace lingerie and a strap hanging from the side of the chair.

She stands, meeting you half way to the door.

“You’re so cute when you think you’ve upset me.” Her finger caresses your face, making your breath hitch.

“If you’re good…I’ll still give you what you want, okay?”

Nodding your head quickly but gently at what she says, you agree to her terms before you even know what they are.

“Good girl.”

*Fuck.*

“Are you ready?” the eye contact deflates your lungs - senses overloading as you gently nod your head once more.

Mina’s eyes dilate- her jaw tenses as she pulls away from you.

“Strip and sit in that chair for me. I’ll be right back.” Kissing your cheek and vanishing out the door.

Doing exactly as you’re told - you strip completely nude as quickly as possible and sit in the chair facing the door.

Mina walks back in, seeing you being so obedient and smirks.

“Now you want to be good for me?” arms crossed and hiding something behind them.

You’re too blinded by her beauty to notice. Black lace hugging her body so perfectly, you’re drooling at the thought of ripping it from her body and licking every drop of slick she has between her legs.

“You spent so much time earlier trying to provoke me…” Mina walks towards you, slowly.

“And yet here you are…”

As she gets closer she uncrosses her arms, revealing some thick red ribbon she must’ve taken from the studio earlier in the day.

Squatting down in front of you, she puts the spool of ribbon under her chin, resting her head on it before lifting her brow at you, play confusion on her face.

She’s taunting you.

You like it a little too much.

As you feel the build up of slick leaking out of you, you try to subtly clench your legs to try and prevent it from being visible to Mina. Not wanting to let her know that she was winning this mental game you were playing.

“Here you are,” she repeats, placing her hands on your knees and spreading your legs apart.

“Acting like a pathetic needy whore for me.”

Your eyes shift from left to right, not sure where to look or what to say.

“Interesting. Isn’t it?” She begins unraveling the ribbon in front of you, making sure you watch as she does.

“Put your hands behind your back, slut.” Standing and walking around the chair.

Once again, you listen.

“Good girl.” Whispered to you from behind as you feel the softness of the ribbon wrap around your wrists and tighten harshly.

“I’m going to have so much fun with you tonight, baby.” The final knot tied and you are unable to move now, she’s made sure to wrap the ribbon around the back of the chair so you can’t move, let alone get up.

Mina grabs the strap from the back of the chair, returning to your line of sight and squatting down in front of you.

“Lift your feet.”

You comply.

Slipping eat foot into the faux leather material, hoisting it up to your thighs and waiting for you to lift your hips. You instinctively follow her movements, allowing her to fix the buckles on you tightly.

Mina stands in front of you again, in all her glory, removing the black lace thong she was wearing and tossing it towards the bathroom.

The smirk on her lips drove you insane, the neediness radiating from you was tense and very easy to read, despite how much you tried to keep calm.

Stepping closer, she sat on your lap - straddling you, dildo in front of her as she got ready to proceed. She snaps back into the Mina you knew well for a single moment.

“If anything happens tonight that you don’t like…you say “red light” okay?” Cupping your face to reassure you she was still there -a glimmer of your sweet, loving girlfriend.

Simply nodding your head and leaning into her was not a good enough answer. Mina harshly pinches your nipples, brows furrowing against her stunning features.

“Use your words, bitch.”

“Y-yes, Mina” winced out between breaths.

Before anything else could be said, Mina leans for a deep and powerful kiss, no space between your torsos when the feeling of her hand distracts you as it slips up to your throat and squeeze. Letting out a satisfied hum and biting down on your lip before releasing it.

“I’ve waited so long to have you like this…” harshly biting your neck as her weight shifts, grinding down against the strap firmly attached to you.

“You just had to go and be a little brat this morning, didn't you? Wanted me to make it worse? I don’t know how rough I can be with you just yet but let’s try and push your limits.” Each grind harder than the last.

Hearing the sounds that were emitted from your lap was excruciating. Even with friction, she glides so easy up and down, teasing herself and you as she does.

“Your punishment is watching.” growled out before tightening her grip around your throat.

Lifting herself up, you watch as the tip of the strap enters her.

So slow in her movements so you can take in every single breath she‘s taking. Every sigh is music to your ears, the squelch of her cunt as she brought herself down on you, and the way her body tensed and released when she was finally bottomed out.

“Fuck baby, you feel so fucking good.” lifting herself slowly and slamming down on you.

An attempt to bring your arms around her only to feel your restraints tighten against your wrists.

Tugging on them again incites a chuckle from Mina who shows no signs of stopping her movements.

“No touching, fuck ugh!” Her hands falter around your throat, loosening and then tightening again as she rides faster.

The craving inside you is painful, watching as the thin layer of sweat builds up on her skin , hearing her grunt and moan without being about to touch her…excruciating. Soaked was an understatement, you needed to feel something against your pussy.

Too needy to care, you start rocking your hips and getting what little friction you could against your pussy while also contributing to Mina‘s pleasure.

Her hand maneuver up, placing two finger behind your jaw.

“Open your mouth.” How she could get her voice to be stern and whiny, you’ll never know.

“Mina, please let me touch you! I need to fucking taste you baby, please!” Whining at her while thrusting up into her with the range of motion you had.

“Shut the fuck up and open your mouth!” Riding faster the more defiant you get.

“Now!” Pressing her fingers against the back of your jaw to assist you in the task.

Opening your mouth for her, you watch as she hangs her head over you for a moment.

A warm sensation between your legs and in your mouth- she dripped her spit down onto your tongue, dragging her thumb over your bottom lip.

“Swallow.” Putting her fingers on your chin and helping you close your mouth so she could watch as you ingest her saliva.

Mina lets out a guttural moan, bucking her hips faster and faster.

“Fuck- just like that!”

Suddenly, her nails are in your chest. Sharply scratching down over your tits, leaving trials of red marks and a hint of blood shines through the clawed streaks.

Hissing as the sting sets it, you can’t focus on anything except what’s happening in the moment.

Mina bouncing on the strap attached to you.

The pulse you feel between your legs.

Her whines and moan.

The smacking of skin.

Fuck, you need her.

Her mouth finds its way to your neck, biting harshly and sucking on your skin leaving trails of bruises in her wake.

Mina’s body tenses, sputtering hips haphazardly thrusting against you when she cries out - arms wrapping around you so tightly, you barely have room to breathe.

Gasping as she tries to continue rocking her hips, the attempt failing, you thrust up as much as you can to help her ride her orgasm out.

No time wasted, Mina gets up from your lap. Legs shaking in an attempted quick recovery as she starts to unbuckle the strap off you.

The only thing you can hear is your heart beat until she shatters the silence with her sultry voice.

“Well now that’s out of the way…” stepping into the cum covered strap herself and standing before you, knife in hand.

“It’s time for the real fun.” Quickly slicing the ribbon to release your arms, you start grabbing at her.

Whining is not enough to explain the sounds filling the room. The absolutely primal want for her was excruciating and you’d do just about anything to feel some type of touch.

“To the bed…Now.” Pointing to where she wants you.

Clinging to her, you have desperation written all over your face. The ragged breath shared between the two of you leaves little to the unknown. Both of you know

Taking in the way your eyes scream for her- she grabs your shoulders harshly, pushing you with the same aggression to the bed.

“Do. As. You’re. Told. Bitch.“ flipping you onto your stomach and pressing your face down into the mattress.

Taking the warm tip of the strap you just had attached to you, she smears her own cum all over your entrance, using it as lube to glide up and down your slit.

“How does that feel? I can see how much you’re fucking leaking for me, whore. Does it make you rabid to know that my cum is about to be inside you?” Taunting you with her tone out of pure evil.

“So fucking good, please baby! I need to feel you.” Muffled through the sheets thread count as she pushed you further into them.

“You think you can just do whatever you want? Huh?” Flipping you over onto your back and lifting your thighs up so you’re sat at the edge of the bed.

Her eyes are black with desire and lust, pulsating at every whine choked out of you.

She takes her fingers, running them up your pussy and gathering as much slick as she can, knowing it would only take moments for you to produce more.

“Open” tilting her head up and watching as you do what you’re told, her fingers reach the back of your throat - forcing a gag from you.

Eyes watering as you choke on her fingers coated in your essence, tears spilling at the lack of stimulation from her, and sniffling as the frustration boils over - you are past words the moment she removes her digits from your mouth.

“You were such a good girl…and I’m a woman of my word.” Slipping the warm strap right into your cunt.

There was no push back, sliding in so easily - all the way in.

The tip hits your cervix and your hands fly up to grab Mina’s shoulders, clawing into them while letting out the loudest most guttural moan you’ve ever heard.

The warmth of the strap was a sensation that was new to you, Mina’s cum coating every inch of it and now it was inside of you - acting as a lubricant and actively creating more with each thrust.

Mina wasted no time, forcing your arms down next to your head and pounding into you. Every single slam like a shockwave of heaven that caused every cell in your body to pulsate with pure pleasure.

“Look at you” more taunting, she was enjoying this.

“Taking my strap like the slut you are. So fucking good for me.”

Barely able to understand what she was saying, you were already seeing stars and focusing on holding your orgasm back.

“Do you like the way my cum feels inside you, baby?” Seductively spewing from her, the contrast between how sweet her voice was and how harshly her hands were holding you down was diabolically sinister.

Something you never expected from sweet Mina.

“Please, Mina…fuck, oh my god!” Nodding your head at her vigorously, hands fighting her grip and she slams into you harder.

“Please what? Are you ready to cum already? What if I’m not done toying with you yet?”

And that sentence pushed you so far off the edge that you were sure that if the neighbors didn’t know her name before…they definitely did now.

Vision blurring as if you’re going 0-160 in a millisecond, harsh grip of your wrists tighten as you twitch violently underneath her, groaning and moaning her name and only her name as your cunt convulses for her.

And the sheets…the poor sheets.

Ruined.

The only thing you can hear is your pulse, your heavy breathing and the sound of something dripping on the hardwood floor of your bedroom.

Mina lets go of your wrists, kissing your cheek tenderly and comforting you while you come back down from the height of being ruined. Tracing shapes on your chest as she slowly pulls out, cooing and reassuring you that you did great.

“You did so great for me, my love. So so perfect.” Moving a piece of your hair off your drenched forehead and tucking it behind your ear.

“I’m going to run you a hot bath, okay?”

Nodding your head, unable to speak - you watch as she vanishes to the bathroom.

You can hear the tub running as you drift off into a light nap full of bliss.

Mina wakes you after 5 minutes, letting you know the bath was ready.

“Come on, baby. Let me help you.” Lifting you bridal style and bringing you into the bathroom.

There is no energy to be had, no way to express the gratitude you feel in this moment as your stunning girlfriend carries you to a hot bath that she drew for you after absolutely ruining you.

Placing you gently into the water, she hands you a cold bottle of water and kisses your forehead.

“I’ll be right back, you just relax here.” And she’s off again.

It’s hard to stay awake. Between the adrenaline and the warmth of the water hugging you - it’s hard to fight your eyes even through the sting of your freshly ruined pussy but Mina is sure to check in on you every few minutes or so to make sure you aren’t sleeping.

Walking into the bathroom with the sheets and a few wet towels bundled up, she tosses them into the laundry hamper and turns back to you.

“I knew you were messy…but wow.” Letting out a giggle and unhooking the bra that was never removed.

Stepping into the bath behind you, she puts her legs on either side of you and lets you lay back on her. Playing with your hair and massaging your shoulders and arms, she lets out a deep sigh before kissing your cheek again.

“So what did you think?” There is a bit of fear behind the question, but the answer is obvious.

“We should do that more often.“ smirking, even though she can’t see your face.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. I liked it a lot…you’re so irresistible when you’re frustrated.” Giggling as you grab her hand to lock your fingers together.

“Well now you being a brat makes sense…next time I won’t go so easy on you…”

“Easy?” Concern written all over your face and a devilish smirk lay across Mina’s.

“Don’t worry about that now, my love. Tomorrow we can discuss that.”

[pendulouspuppyudders]

me: being an anticapitalist age regressor kinda sucks cuz so many perceived signifiers of childhood are actually signifiers assigned to children to reinforce them as a powerless social and economic class, a practice i can't personally desire to recreate even as fantasy due to its continued contribution toward the oppression of children, not even to mention the children exploited by capitalist countries, within their borders or without, in order to create these material signifiers

my momgf who hasn't slept in days because she adopted a little that yaps theory in her sleep: baby please just eat your fucking spaghettios

[rotsplatter]

Do you mayhaps have swap shedletsky or swap dussekar or swap builderman or like any of the admins that’ll be in the game,,,

Sincerely, admin brainrot anon

Since you asked so nicely, I made all THREE of the ones you mentioned just for u. Enjoy

SHEDLETSKY:

BUILDERMAN:

DUSEKKAR:

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I had lots of fun designing all of these, although it was a little tough since I dunno much about Roblox Admins and I actually had to look up a lot of stuff when making these abilities and the designs, like the gears that are referenced in Bman's abilities or literally everything about SFOTH (I never played battle royales in roblox, only roleplays lol)

Dusekkar was actually the most difficult one for me, as there's not much to work with even with his Forsaken lore bc. well. its basically non existen right now lol. So when I saw his Milestones, and realized he's probably very related to spawning (probably the creator of it?) so I just went crazy with that lol. Also, in this AU Dusekkar still dislikes Two Time, only that it's mutual now since they see him as a phony trying to use the sacred name of the spawn or smth

Builderman's design was inspireed by concept art I saw in the wiki for one of his Milestone skins, so there's that. And Shedletsky is just. Telamon. but in chains now! waow! . I also decided to have them all weak similar stuff for lore purposes.

Also, if you must know: Shed's passive is inspired by Aphelios from LoL, cuz I'm lame like that. Builderman's abilities are just actual gears that exist and that I found, and was inspired by the abilities of The Skull Merchant in DBD. And pumpkin man... Idk I have a fever and that's what I was able to come up with, I just really wanted him to have an ability inspired by The Dredge from DBD and to interact with The Spectre in one of his abilities.

Anyways, enough yapping. I hope you enjoyed these! and hopefully I'll make a survivr Doombringer in like, a bajillion years, following the Forsaken tradition. Also yes the runes do have meaning and only one of the three admins has something serious written <3