#fucking ANNOYING. like shut up pleaseee

[angeltism]

still so icked by the person in a certain fragment's tag who flat out when "he's so pretty but so dumb, if he doesn't kill [other character] I'm gonna do it myself"

[erros429]

we as a society need to talk about how most of yall will only care about queer love if there’s a white person involved. not that this doesn’t extend to cishet couples too because of course it does. but there are far too many white queer people that think they’re exempt from racism just because they’re from a marginalized group and that’s a conversation that needs to be had!!!

[kiroshang]

cw rant post abt harassment towards dc creators

people realllyyyyy love harassing dc creators huh????? there's a reason why there's warnings. there's a reason why it's tagged as such. THERE'S A REASON WHY IT'S DARK CONTENT.

dark content is supposed to be disgusting. it's supposed to be icky, weird, and it's supposed to make you uncomfortable; that's why it's called DARK CONTENT. please, if you don't want to read dark content, PLEASEE just just block and move on.

if you can't separate fiction from reality, that's on you. dark content is meant to be for adults, and if you, an adult, can't do that, idk what to tell you other than bffr 😭😭

[jockwrites]

LUST - p.b

hi this is chapter two lol

warnings: angst, asshole paige

part: 2

a/n: this is pretty short lol. also the songs i put are basically what the chapters are based off of! sorry if that wasn’t clear, it’s basically some “playlist” thing i see other writers do!! 🙂‍↕️ also im basically putting you guys on..

its been 6 days since you’ve broken up with your boyfriend.

you and paige have been hanging out every day since, and you can say these have been the best days since you two have met.

right now, she’s at practice. that means you’re all by yourself.

you decide you wanna go down to the lobby, maybe grab a few snacks.

you check your phone before you leave, no calls or texts. that’s boring, and it sucks.

anyway

you put on your slippers and head out. as you’re walking you see paige’s teammate, ayanna.

“hey, ayanna. don’t you guys have practice?” you ask.

“huh? practice is tommorow” she says, laughing.

but you found nothing about that sentence funny. at all.

“well.. paige told me you guys have practice today?” you say confused.

“well blondie is lying. why she tell you that?”

“i don’t know. she said she had to leave for practice around like 1 earlier and i haven’t heard from her since.” you say, annoyed.

“whattt? girl its 9pm. no practice lasts that long regardless.. how vulnerable are you?” she says, giggling.

“ok shut up. can u text her? ask where she is? pleaseee?” you ask with puppy dog eyes.

“alright alright. gimme a minute,” she pulls out her phone, going to text paige.

as she texts her, you see her expression change. she’s looking weird.

“what is it? where is she?” you say, worried.

“she’s- she’s at her cousins.” she says nervously.

“are you lying?”

“no? i’m not. but i gotta go, ill see you around.” she speaks, walking away hurriedly.

you look around, wondering if you’re crazy.

you pull your phone out of your pocket, going to text paige.

hey, where r u?

you sit and wait. might as well get your rice krispy treat you’ve been wanting.

you walk over to the vending machine, putting in the dollar to buy your treat.

*ding*

*ding*

*ding*

“holy shit what the fuck dude” you whisper to yourself as you get 3 messages back to back from your friend.

you open the messages, and your heart instantly drops.

“what. the. fuck.” you say in your mind.

what the fuck? don’t you guys like .. idk talk?

that’s exactly what your friends message reads.

it’s three pictures of paige walking with some girl. and the third picture..

they’re holding hands.

all of a sudden, an incoming call pops up on your screen from your friend.

“holy shit girl isn’t that your little girlfriend?” says your friend over the phone.

“dude. where are you? how’d you get those?”

“i’m at chick fil a right now, and then i seen THEEE paige bueckers like omg woah then i see her with some girl that wasn’t you and that’s definitely like a omggggg woahhh reaction and so i-” she rambled.

“shut up for a second jesus. holding hands is like actually crazy. alright i gotta go.”

“alright bye babe but talk to her or something and fill me in on the tea pleaseee ok bye love you!!!”

you hang up. you don’t know how to feel right now.

you’re so overstimulated.

you walk back to your room, tears ready to fall from your eyes.

you check the message you sent earlier, and you realize you’ve been on read for ten minutes.

you put down your phone & sit back against your head board. you’re so confused, so upset, so angry.

you feel so stupid.

you start to cry, looking back on everything you’ve done for her. everything you’ve done with her.

she turned you gay, she made you breakup with your boyfriend, and now she’s cheating.

not necessarily cheating, since you guys aren’t technically together.

but that doesn’t matter, you’re off limits to other people and she’s supposed to be.

you don’t hold hands with your cousin like that.

after about 20 minutes of crying, you hear your door open. and speak of the devil, it’s paige.

she walks in, noticing you crying and immediately comes over to you.

“woah woah baby, what’s wrong? are you okay?” she says, confused.

“who is the girl.”

“what? who?”

“the girl! who is she paige?” you yell.

“i don’t know who youre talking about.”

“you know exactly what and who the fuck i’m talking about dude?!” you jeered.

“chill the fuck out,” she tempted, “and if you want me to be honest, she’s just a friend of mine.”

“nobody holds hands like that with their friends. you’re a liar.”

“no way you’re calling me a liar now. i said she was my friend and that’s what the fuck i said. drop it.”

“drop it? you literally said im off limits to other people, so how does that change for you?”

“it doesn’t. i’m just saying, she’s just a friend.”

“whatever paige. i don’t even know how you could do this to me after everything we’ve done for and to each other.” you whine.

“don’t act like a baby now. i’m not the bad person here, you are.” she huffs.

“how the fuck could you even say that?”

“well i’m not the person who left their boyfriend for a girl! i don’t know what you’d expect from me.” she snaps.

“what the fuck? you made me leave him paige! you asked, you convinced, you nagged. don’t flip this shit on me!” you snap back.

“well maybe i wanted to have a little fun. that’s all it fucking was.” she says, an angry look in her eyes.

“take a look around paige, nothing about this is fun to me. read the room. think about how i would’ve felt.”

“how the hell did you even find out?”

“doesn’t matter. don’t flip the subject.” you sass.

“whatever. i don’t know why you thought we were more than a hookup anyway. you’re obsessed and crazy.”

your heart drops. you immediately turn away from her, tears about to form in your eyes.

“get the fuck out.” you snarked.

“alright. i’ll do that then.”

“bye. don’t come back.”

and just like that, you hear the door close. she actually left.

tears immediately start flowing. you feel so hurt, neglected, ridiculed.

you cannot believe the words that came out of her mouth, after everything.

you sniffle and cry, thinking back on the memories you two had.

it would be insane to say it wasn’t more than a hookup. but you guess it was.

as you slowly cry yourself to sleep, you realize this was a mistake.

a/n: hi so this is horrible but pls stay tuned for next chapter, maybe smut maybe not 👅 also someone teach me how to make a masterlist pls??!!!

[tropicalszns]

hello kitten 😈

PLEASEEE do gojo 🙏 can you do like really silly gojo annoying reader from the SECOND she wakes up to the end of the day, like him and utahimes dynamic basically, and we’re extremely annoyed by him and are always trying to get him to shut up ? you’re welcome to do whatever prompt but make sure to make it FLUFFY!!! and smut if you’d like, i wouldn’t mind 🌚 with muchhhh love xoxo

ROOMMATES !

⋆˚⟡˖° 𐙚 gojo satoru x black!fem!reader

about

your roommate gojo can’t stop annoying you

content contains

fluffff, silly gojo, friends to ??, they were roommates!, slightly suggestive.

word count

1,242

a/n

hey let’s get married frl I love u 🙏🏾😍😍 THANK U FOR BEING MY FIRST REUQESY, forgive me for my tumblr being so glitchy and weird so like I can’t do what I wanna do!! but thank u again for requesting and I’m gonna try and make this the best I can possibly be 🫡 so sorry if it isn’t up ur standards 😭

“UGH!” You groaned. You were once again picking up the dirty socks Satoru left lying around the floor. In the living room, the kitchen, his bedroom, the bathroom, and your bedroom? You put two fingers up by your nose, squeezing hard to block out the stench of the sock you’d just picked up. “This is so gross..” you told yourself.

You walked the living room to see Satoru on his phone, his feet kicked up against the armrest of the couch you just cleaned not too long ago. “Stop leaving your dirty socks around the floor, stinky idiot.” You tossed the sock on his chest, seeing him immediately sit up and push the sock away. “Hey! Don’t do that! I just bought these clothes, not cool.” He frowned, glancing at his sock. “And for the record, I am not stinky, that’s all you.”

You raised your brow, “Me?! You leave your dirty laundry for me to clean!” You scoffed, “I’m not arguing with you, clean up after yourself and stop being lazy.” You begin to walk away. Gojo huffed, mocking you as you walked away, “Not my mom.” He murmured to himself. “I heard that!”

“Cmon! Cmon!” You bit your lip, your fingers fidgeting to your controller. You were in an intense game with your friends and so close to winning. “I got him!” You said excitedly, leaning back against the couch. Your eyes focused on the TV, you couldn’t have any distractions, no interrup- “Do you know where you put the leftovers?” Gojo announced. He slid his hand up his shirt and itched his side and yawned. “Not now, Gojo. Can you shut up?” Your brows pulled together, your frustration building up.

“I don’t know can I?” He snickered, hearing you say nothing after. His laughter died down as he pouted. “No fun, party pooper. Before I went to sleep I didn’t see anything in the fridge, did you make something?” He continued to speak, walking to the couch and glancing at the TV. If he was being honest, he didn’t really care that you were playing the game. He was hungry, and he wanted food now.

“Heeeeyyyy..” he nagged in your ear. You glared at him, swiftly slapping his face. “Ouch!” He held his nose, rubbing his face. “Seriously- not now! Go look for something to eat, stop bothering me!” You urged Gojo, putting your attention back on your game. “Fine.” Satoru sulked and walked over to the kitchen. He stood in front of the fridge, feeling too lazy to even open the fridge door.

He walked back into the living room and crossed his arms. “I don’t see anything, just your stupid drinks.” Satoru deeply sighed, crossing his arms. “Pleaaaseeee, make me something to eat! M’hungry! M’gonna die!” He whined. You felt anger boil your veins, before you could turn around to yell at him, you had gotten killed and finished in 2nd place. Your eyes widened, dropping your controller.

You were speechless. Your lips curled into a line, trying to take breathers but nothing worked. You turned your head to Satoru slowly, watching his sly grin. “I’m gonna fucking kill you, you’re so fucking annoying!” You began to yell at him but Satoru only smiled. “Sooo.. are you gonna get me some food?”

Safe to say that the day ended off with Satoru getting cold microwaved left overs and a bruised body.

“This food is cold..” he whined, picking his fork at the cold mash potatoes. “You asked for food, stop complaining.” You narrowed your eyes at him, scoffing. “Such a baby.” You muttered.

Gojo laid in his bed peacefully, wrapping himself in his blankets with the only light in the room is his phone. “Oh my gosh! Satoru!” You squealed, barging in his phone. Your eyes looked around the room, “Ugh, you’re so..” you rolled your eyes and opened the blinds. Gojo groaned, putting his blankets over his head. “Stooop!” he insisted. “No, anyway, I got a date! So you know what that means!!” You smiled.

Gojo gasped, lifting the covers. “You’re gonna come home crying about your date, then somehow make it my problem because you are always annoyed!?” Your face dropped, “I should kill you, I don’t know how we are roommates.” You blurted. “‘Cause you’re broke!” He smiled.

“I hate you!” You groaned, walking about and slamming the door behind you. “I love you too, I think!!” He yelled back.

A couple hours later, you walked into the apartment, tears streaming down your eyes. Your mascara running down your cheeks, ruining your make up. You continued to sob with your head aching and barely being able to walk in your heels, you dashed to your room and slammed the door behind you. Satoru lifted his head, raising a brow as he heard your sobs. “Eh?” He hummed. He took the pillow off his chest and rested his phone on the coffee table. Satoru got up and walked to your room, the door closed.

He placed his ear against the door. Your sobs being heard so loudly, he jolted. He knocked on the door, his heart slightly wrenching from your heavy and horrific sobs. “Uh, are you okay?” Something he probably wasn’t supposed to ask but he didn’t know how to comfort you. Usually you’d come back from your dates upset or irritated because they were a jerk, now you’re crying. He’s never seen you cry, nor did he have it on his check-list for today.

“Go away, asshole!” Your voice was muffled by your face deeply hidden in the pillows. “Uh huh, no. I don’t wanna.” He testified. Satoru twisted the knob and opened the door to see you sulking in your bed. Your dress still on and one heel on the side of the room and another on your foot. Your pillow dirty from your make up and dry tears and mascara implanted on your face.

“You look horrific.” He snorted. He quickly shut down by you throwing a pillow at him. “Go away! You’re so! Ugh!” You cried. “I was just joking, oh my god! Such a downer.” He rolled his eyes, but he secretly was chuckling to himself. He sat on the edge of your bed, watching you try and hide yourself from him. “You don’t have to be upset because of a date, you’ll be fine.” He shrugged. Satoru wasn’t in your shoes, nor does he ever want to be in it. He didn’t know how to comfort you because he knows eventually you’ll find another date that’s probably better than the last.

“He probably doesn’t even deserve you, and you should be confident to know that. I think.” He added. You didn’t speak, only keeping your face buried in the pillow. “I’m not helping, am I?” He asked, you nodded. “M’sorry.” He apologized. He looked around the room, seeing your posters and plushies, it was like he was somewhat interested in it. He moved a bit, pushing himself further in the bed.

“Do you want a hug?” He offered. You somewhat nodded your head which is enough for him. He awkwardly laid down next to you, pulling you in for a hug. “You’re kinda heavy, no offense.” Satoru blurted out. “Shut up.” You replied harshly. “You’re right, my bad.” He snickered, putting his chin on your shoulder. It felt like more of a cuddle instead of a hug, but you weren’t complaining.

“Wait, what is that poking my butt?—”

made by, tropicalszns, please do not copy, steal or repost my work without permission

[denim-devil]

Mike Schmidt x male reader pleaseee. Begging him to go to work with him, only to end up blowing him under the desk and maybe getting bent over by him🤭

•.* Sugar | M.S •.*

Summary - Just one night you promised, knowing the dangers, Mike put rules in place to make sure you were constantly monitored, he should of know why you had asked to join him…

A/N - I’m fucking obsessed with this man, like he could defile me in ANY WAY POSSIBLE and i’d thank him, please enjoy me spiralling for this man- (ALSO NOT PROOF READ)

“Please?”

You almost began to beg, gripping onto his baggy grey hoodie which captured the slight annoyance written against his features, the constant tugging on his sleeve resembled a hyperactive child but it had Mike question just how far you would go with the begging.

“Why? Why do you wanna go so bad- it’s a rundown shit hole”

He mumbles gruffly, hazel eyes darting down to meet with your own, trapped within a everlasting battle of a shared gaze, his eyebrows furrowing when finger tips graze just above his groin.

“I just wanna keep you company…is that such a bad thing?” Your words were a mere whisper, goosebumps now present over his cloth-covered skin, could he be so harsh to deny you? You were the only source of his happiness, just one night wouldn’t be so bad right?

He sighs, eyes shutting as he groans once you go lower, massaging the spot next to his growing ache. You had a way with not only words but it always seemed to work, each touch, each blink you gave had your lashes flick ethereally.

“Fine- but you better stay in the office, by my side at all times, you don’t know what’s lurking in the dark there”

An eager “yes” escapes your parted lips and it warmed his heart, that certain fuzzy feeling that left him daft and in love lingered and he couldn’t help but pull you into him, it had taken time to get to this point, especially for Mike, you had opened so many doors for him, his arms squeezed you close against him, lips placing a soft, chaste kiss to your temple in silence.

“Thank you Mikey, I appreciate it…”

He smiles with certainty downwards, his hold had loosened now but just enough so he could see how your cheeks grew with scarlet blossom, how timid you had gotten underneath his stare.

“Anytime…”

Knowing how easy it was to get underneath his skin like a blue beetle had a certain grip on you, thoughts about making it worth his time had riddled your brain, confusing both kindness and lust all in one.

Mike had his own ideas to pass the time, yet they were still for you to uncover.

• • • •

The night was quiet.

Mike questioned the silence at points, it was unusual for the place to stand still, slightly ominous in it’s restlessness, in it’s abandonment.

“So…is this what the job is?? To sit and watch camera’s?”

You sassily remark, eager to get a reaction from him, his office chair swirled as he span slowly, eventually facing your slumped frame, his eyes scanned your body from head to toe, slightly annoyed that you weren’t taking this seriously.

“No, I do actually have to check around, see if anything or anyone gets in, hence this-“

He poked the heavy golden badge latched onto his attire, just above the bold letters “security”. You couldn’t stop the laugh that rattled from the base of your chest, glancing over the cutesy child’s toy.

Mike’s brows furrowed, slightly confused but he understood, it was slightly silly, what else was he going to do with his time here? Sit in the same chair for six hours straight whilst going slightly insane?

“Really Mike? Where did you even get that?”

He glared with a certain tone, almost studying you.

“I found it out back…with everything else”

Interest spiked within you like the love you had for Mike. You reach over, hands gripping onto the warmed arm rests of his chair, pulling him closer until your lips were mere inches apart.

“I admire your bravery…”

His breath was sharp, taking in what he could before he dipped slightly, latching his own onto yours, the kiss was slow, played with the imaginary heart strings you conjured up in your head, a professional guitarist lingering the tips of his fingers amongst them, twanging each one as he pushed for it, pushed for more.

He pulls away, just enough to break it, break you out of it. The office was cold, the concrete checkered floor doing nothing to secure the heat in, Mike was your only source, not that you were complaining.

“Why did you ask to come tonight?”

In all honesty, you had nothing in your roster to fight back with, instead, a wandering hand of your own timidly trails down his denim clad thigh, rubbing the area earning a soft grunt, one he tried holding back.

“I’m not sure…but I can show you-“

That drew Mike’s attention back to your face, his lips slightly agape, jaw slack when you gravely reach for the spot you grew quickly acquainted with.

It was a surprise…he was already half hard, almost bursting at the seems once the continuous rubbing began, your palm was a source of comfort and desire for him.

“Yeah?…”

Mike still questioned himself, he shouldn’t really be distracted on the job, he had so much to uncover but the stress, god, it riddled every muscle and organ he had, he ached for it, yearned for something warm and wet.

“Is this okay, Mikey?”

He nods, almost to eager for it, you understood though, kicking your own chair behind you whilst lowering yourself, knees folding once you hit the hard floor with ease, it wasn’t the first time.

His eyes bore holes into you, like a scorching fire, they glowed with uncertainty and lust which served as a hard time, you weren’t entirely sure if Mike really wanted this.

Laying your head against his thigh, your hands slowly figure out the zipper, tugging the small piece of metal down before fingertips dig into the small opening created, pushing the thin material of his white briefs, unveiling the very source of your own impulse.

Glaring with both anticipation and admiration your eyes flicker, darting from certain points of his thick cock, his head a deep crimson, tints of purple like it had lacked something, a singular vein ran thickly on the underside from base to tip, it stood tall and proud, it always had and will for you.

The view you would never ever get use to, he always surprised you, how could it be both so beautiful and…big.

“Think you could help me out baby-“

The question lingered in the air for sometime whilst you hands began to work over him, both fists enclosed over it, jerking back and forth, watching excess skin slip back and forth, uncovering the tip once again.

“Yes Mikey- fuck, look at you…”

A few more wrist flicks you give, just to get him there, just to allow him to taste it in the air, to taste just what your about to do.

Your Eager lips wrap sultry around his pre-slicked head, engulfing the first two inches whilst using a hand to massage the rest, the other fondling the heavy sack just below, thumbing the spot between both testicles.

“Fuck- I gotta, we can’t be-“

He groaned before restless hands ran through your hair before resting at the base of your neck, pushing you down, this was now beyond your control, you were his to use, freely.

The last few inches slip inside, past the corners of your stretched lips and into the back of your throat, there the tip lingered and the heaviness on your tongue grew, chin resting lightly against his balls.

That’s when you choked and gagged, a thick layer of saliva trickling from the corners of your occupied mouth, gathering at the base, joining the thin layer of brunette hair.

The man above you groaned so loudly that it rattled the thin walls of the room. You could feel a gush of fluid dripping out of your throbbing cock which began to seep into the denim of your trousers, Mike was to busy rolling his hips into your throat to focus on anything else but his release, you wanted him to know just how much this got you to.

With a loud slurp and pop, you sucked and lapped the head of Mike’s aching cock, you wrap an eager hand around his length, squeezing and pumping as you mouth at his balls, slurping them both into your mouth and licking the underside.

“Baby- fuck, I’m so fuckin’ close”

Mike gripped at your now matted hair, forcing you back into his length, pushing you down as far as possible until he settle himself fully down your throat, watching as you begin to struggle, choking and sputtering for air.

His eyes focus on the tears slipping from your damp lids. Watched the copious amounts of saliva drip and leak from his balls and chair to the floor, you proved to be a mess and it had his insides churning and his cock jump and twitch.

“Baby-“

He came with a shout, hands still buried in the thickness of your hair, holding you there, making sure to take every single drop, in which you do, before proceeding to suck him dry, pull off with a hungered gasp.

The point yet again was proven, Mike needed you by his side constantly, the time flew and if anything, the stress seemed to subside, replaced with a certain lightness he compared to bliss.

You tuck him away, secreting the mess within his briefs before scrambling up into his lap, nuzzling into the crook of his neck. He held you for a while, kissing softly at your ear.

The ache, the one from before hadn’t really fully disappeared and he felt guilty, yet he wanted more, craved more, this was nice and all, he loved this usually but…he wanted more of you.

Wiggling slightly earns a rumble of a grunt, he still wasn’t ready to leave this office, not until he had his fair share.

“Mikey…”

You trail off, feeling him grow harder by the second, it hadn’t even been ten minutes, what have you gotten yourself into?

“Why don’t you get undressed and bend over my desk, all pretty for me baby, I gotta have you…”

[kylelovskii]

THE MEAN KYLE SMUT IS WHAT I NEEDED UGHHH I NEED MORE OF HIM, BULLY KYLE IS THE ONLY HESDCANON

OMG YESSS FRRR

like with how angry he gets— bully kyle just seems right 😇😇

holding my kyle plush as i write this tbh

"you’re pretty..y'know that?" cartman asked you, pushing your hair behind your ear. you looked down, all shy, and nodded. "thank you.."

you knew this was wrong. kyle would surely find out, but you couldn’t help the way the compliments made you feel, and you also couldn’t help the way you felt when kyle would say such degrading things to you.

you two weren’t even together, so what was the harm of a little flirting with eric?

"bet you’re a good girl too. wanna show me?" your faced turned red. "are you sure? i don’t have much experience.." you bashfully admitted. cartman waved a hand and shook his head. "i’ll show you the ropes, doll."

"really?" you asked, eyes wide and expecting.

the the whole group was at eric’s house, but without kyle noticing, eric led you to a secluded area to whisper sweet nothings to you, and possibly get in your pants. it was definitely working.

"really," he answered, giving you an affirming nod.

you smiled as your eyes strayed over his shoulder, then you spotted kyle, gripping a cup of some sort of drink, tight. so tight you could see his knuckles turning white.

eric noticed your smile fading and the direction you were looking in. removing his hand from your face, he slid it down to your waist as he turned around.

his smirked faded as well, noticing the very tall red head. his face almost matched his hair, he looked so mad.

he dropped the cup on the floor, the liquid seeping into the carpet. cartman mentally cursed kyle. now he had another mess to clean up.

kyle shoved past cartman and gripped your arm, dragging you upstairs. as you squeaked know fear, he stayed silent. having been to cartman’s house a shit ton of times, he knew there was a guest bedroom. he swung the door open and slammed it shut. loud enough for the whole house to hear.

"doll? yeah fuckin' right. doll." he shoved you down on the bed and forcefully pulled your panties down. "more like a cheap whore."

"wait— st—" kyle grabbed your face, squishing your cheeks, and pulling it closer to his. "shut up. quit talking. i’ve heard enough of your annoying voice for one day."

kyle let go of you, taking off his glasses and shoving them on your face. he then unbuckled his pants, pulling them down slightly. he climbed into the bed, on his knees, then pulling his boxers down, freeing his cock.

"remember what i said last time? how you’re being punished and you’re not gonna get your way?" you started to say yes, but you were cut off, "i said i don’t wanna hear you. i know you remember. this is exactly one of those punishments. now you shut up and take what i give you."

he pried your legs open, then shoved himself inside you. he leaned his head back, groaning. "god, you are tight."

he started to fuck you at a brutal pace, harder than you could take. you sobbed loudly. "mgh—! wai—" you cried out, reaching up to put a hand on kyle’s shoulder.

"go on, cry. no one’s gonna come up here and fuck you like i do though. not cartman, not kenny, not anybody," he spat, grunting out each word. "i’msorryi’msorryi’msorry— kyle, pleaseee," you cried, tears streaming down your face from how good it hurt.

his pace was getting faster, and your screaming louder. his glasses began to fall off your face. he felt so good, but at the same time it was hurting. it hurt so good though.

"oh, don’t beg for me now. you were so ready for cartman to come up here and take you. but..i beat him to it, didn’t i, bitch?" the nickname made you pulse around him. he let out a loud groan.

"mmh…you like it when i call you a bitch, huh? thought you were a good girl? so much for that." the grip he hand on your waist was harsh and painful, surely to leave bruises.

you were so lost in the pleasure until you felt a sting on your cheek. then you felt it again. he was slapping you, trying to get your attention. "hey! i’m talking to you, cum dump."

a lovesick smile painted your face. "hmm?" you whimpered out. "you think anyone can fuck you like i do? s'that why you go around, lookin' for to someone to fuck you stupid?" you shook your head, letting out a desperate moan.

"speak up," he demanded. "n—..no. i don’t!" you whined, still shaking your head. "then why the hell do you do it, huh?"

"’cause…‘cause you’re mean! they’re n—nice!" kyle let out a loud, high pitched laugh. "i don’t give a shit if i’m mean or not. still fuckin' you, aren’t i? and look at you, you’re about to cum."

then kyle pulled out, ruining your orgasm. you cried, more and more tears falling down your face. "noo! nonono!" you whined, the brattiness lacing your voice. "shut up."

kyle scooted up, stroking himself quickly before letting out a loud moan and cumming all over your face.

he sighed, pulling his pants and boxers back up, then buckling his belt again. he looked at you, smirking. "god, you’re so pretty like that. go clean up. i’ll see you down stairs." he took his glasses off your face, and wiped the few drops of his release off them, then put them on his face, pushing them up with his thumb.

he got off the bed, then left the room before you could even beg for him to let you finish.

[joekeeryswife]

I saw you did an Alex fic and omg I loved it but do you think you could do like an angsty fic where idk like Alex and the reader get into an argument and then the reader goes to miles to comfort but then Alex finds out and gets more mad?? Idk thats js an idea but angst pleaseee🙏🙏

Fight - a.t

a/n: hey loves, thank you for the love on my last imagine! i rushed this and didnt know how to write it. i will do a part two if you guys want! sort of hate this icl so i might re-write it 🫶🏼

also please send me alex requests! i also now do instagram aus 🫶🏼

“why do you always have to do this Alex? i’m just trying to keep this relationship going and all you’re doing is ignoring me. all the time. i feel like i’m talking to a brick wall” you shout at him. for weeks he had been avoiding you, coming home late and leaving super early in the morning. whenever you did see each other all you did was fight and you hated that.

“i don’t know y/n maybe because you’re so insufferable that i don’t want to be here?” he shouted back, he could feel his body getting hot. he was mad but he didn’t mean what he said. he had been so caught up with writing and singing that he had hardly spent time at home with you and it was getting to both of you. “what? that’s just fucking rude Alex. i have no idea what is going on with you but you’re not the alex i fell in love with. you’ve changed and i barely see you now”

you didn’t mean for this fight to start. he had come home somewhat early and you’d asked him to sit and watch a film with you but he’d rolled his eyes saying he didn’t want to spend time with you and that’s how you got here. “y/n i don’t want to spend time with you okay? just leave me alone” you felt your eyes fill with tears, nodding your head you made your way to the front door.

you slipped on your shoes and grabbed your keys “where are you going now?” you scoffed at him. “didn’t you just tell me to leave you alone? so i’m leaving you alone.” you quickly slipped out of the door and slammed it shut behind you making him flinch as the house shook. he sighed, walking to the sofa and sat down groaning at himself for what he’d done. “fucking idiot mate” he rubbed his forehead in annoyance, he had royally fucked up.

Alex sat on the sofa for forty minutes until he realised he needed to go and look for you. he’d messages all your friends and you weren’t at any of theirs and he was starting to get worried. even though he was frustrated, stressed and annoyed he was still worried about you. he stood up and decided he would go to Miles’ house to try and get him to help look for you.

-♡-

you had somehow ended up at Miles’ house. he had been alex’s best friend for years and you two had become close when you and Alex started dating. you just needed someone to talk to who understood Alex and what he was going through and your friends wouldn’t understand.

you were both sat on the sofa opposite each other, you were sobbing and Miles felt awful. “i just- i don’t know what’s happened to him. we used to be so in love and he has changed so much” you sniffled. you wanted your relationship with Alex to work out, you’d been together for four years, engaged for a year and planning a wedding yet he was distant.

“he spoke to me the other day, told me that you hadn’t been getting along and that he was really stressed with writing. apparently the label are being arseholes and are stressing him out, keeping him at work till late and he hates being away from you. i think he’s just very stressed and it’s not right him taking it out on you but i don’t think he means it” Miles tried to comfort you, you had no idea Alex had been feeling like this and honestly it made you feel even worse.

“do you think there’s anything i could do to help him? i don’t want him feeling like this and i want to help him” you wiped your cheeks, you still felt sad at how Alex spoke to you but you felt even more sad that Alex was feeling just as awful.

Miles went to talk but was cut off by banging on his front door. he frowned but nevertheless got up and went to go open the door. “Miles, thank god. i haven’t heard from y/b and she’s not with any of her friends. i need you to help me try and find-” you heard Alex and quickly turned to look at the doorway. he looked frantic, and his face changed from worry to anger in a matter of seconds. “y/n what the fuck? i haven’t heard from you i was worried sick” he shouted at you making you flinch.

“Alex i’m sorry but i just-” you tried to speak but he cut you off. “no y/n. i was so worried about you, you didn’t even reply to my messages and you’re here with my best friend? we have a fight and this is the first place you come too?” he shouted at you making your eyes fill with tears yet again.

you hadn’t even realised that he was messaging you, you were so focused on speaking to Miles checking your phone had completely slipped your mind. “do you have any idea how worried i was? i thought something had happened to you and this whole time you were here with Miles. that’s ridiculous y/n” Miles shook his head and put his hand on Alex’s shoulder to try calm him down.

“come on mate she didn’t mean to ignore you, we were just talking about what had happened it wasn’t her fault it was mine” he tried to defuse the situation but it was no use. “no Miles don’t try take the blame. y/n you done this on purpose, you’re just so selfish i can’t believe this is where you were. is something going on between the two of you? so that why you came here?” you were shocked at what you were hearing. you would never ever cheat on Alex.

“what? are you joking?” he stood there, his face not changing one bit as he awaited your answer. “that is almost laughable that you’d even think that. i love you. i’m still madly in love with you and im sick and tired of you talking to me like im a piece of shit” tears were now flowing down your cheeks as you stood up and barged past him, making sure to knock his shoulder.

“well, you really fucked that one up Alex” Miles sighed. Alex bowed his head, he had pushed you away and been so rude to you that now you’d left him. he’d lost you and he’d never regretted something more in his whole life.

[footballerimaginess]

Where were you?

Hi! Request for Kylian Mbappe. Where y/n is out partying with her friends and kylian is left at home. And it’s nearly 2am and y/n is not home yet. Kylian always texting and calling her but she cannot be reach cause her phone died. And when she’s home, kylian is mad and think she’s cheating or something. They fight and make up at the end. Make it fluff and romantic pleaseee thank you 🫶🏻 Word Count: 821  “I’ll see you later, gotta go” you shouted as you ran out the front door as you rushed to the taxi with all your friends in.  It had been the longest time since you had done this, your work schedule meant that you were really busy and unable to hang out with them. But you finally got the weekend off and that meant you could let your hair down for one evening. 

Kylian made sure that he would stay up until you were home, so when the clock hit 2am he was so confused as to why you weren’t home.  His mind wandered to the worst, desperate that everything was okay.  “where are you?”  “why are you not answering?”  He kept calling but your phone was going straight to voicemail, nothing was happening.  “Fuck sake” he muttered under his breath as he was getting nervous and thinking that something had happened.  “Where is she?” he kept asking as he paced around the house and looked out the window in the hope that you were out there.  As there was a car door banging, he jumped up and had a look as he opened the front door.  “Hello” you smiled as you waved your friends off in the taxi as you watched as it drove off.  “Where have you been? I have been calling like crazy. I was so worried” Kylian rambled as you closed the front door.  “I was out, my phone died. I didn’t even realise what the time was I was having that much fun with my girls” you smiled as you poured yourself a glass of ice cold water.  “Hmm sure” he mumbled under his breath, as you span around on your heels as you turned to face him.  “What is that supposed to mean?” you placed your glass down as you folded your arms across your chest.  “Nothing ”he bluntly replied.  “No, say it Ky. You clearly have a problem with me being out late” you asked him as Kylian tried to avoid any eye contact with you.  “Why were you late?” he asked you.  “I was out with the girls, I have already told you Kylian. Why are you acting so strange with me?” you replied, not liking where this was going.  “Why was your phone off?” he asked yet again.  “Kylian, I have told you already. My phone died, how many more times do I need to explain myself” you groaned. “You were cheating on me weren’t you?” Kylian whispered.  “How dare you, accuse me of that. You know I would never ever be disloyal to you. What the actual fuck Kylian. How can you even think that. if I cheated on you would I have come home with my friends” you shouted, raising your voice some more as you were completely shocked by his words.  You slammed the door shut as you stormed out of the house as you went into your bedroom to try and get yourself some sleep.  You’d gone to bed in the worst mood, which was never good.  When you wake up at 7am, with the worst raging headache. It could only be described as a drum was being beaten against your temples.  Rolling out of bed to make yourself the strongest coffee as Kylian came out of nowhere.  “Sorry” he mumbled as you stood in the kitchen making the coffee that you desperately needed. “Sorry for what?” you muttered, trying not to talk too loudly as it hurt your head and throat.  “Last night, I didn’t mean to be such a jerk” Kylian replied as you simply nodded your head.  “So that’s it? Not going to reply, not like you” Kylian sarcastically replied, you were now so annoyed with him for that unnecessary comment.  “I don’t want this right now, my head is pounding and all I need to do is sleep. You thought I was cheating on you, why would I be okay with what you said because I am really not” you shrugged.  “I didn’t mean to say it, I would never accuse you of that” Kylian tried to apologise.  “But you did say it, I can forgive you for now just to stop you from talking. But I won’t be forgetting this anytime soon Ky. You really hurt me and I am so fragile now that my head is pounding I can’t even think. But you owe me big time sir” you winked.  “Mm, what do you have in mind?” he laughed as he kissed your hand.  “Not a lot, I’ll think of it eventually. But please never think like that, I would never cheat and it's a gross look. So let’s just have a chill day and forget this happened while you look after me with this disgusting hangover” you told him as you sipped on your coffee.  “Course I will do that. Sorry again” he mumbled as he pulled you in for a cuddle.  Taglist: @footballffbarbiex @percervall @mrseriksen @football-and-fanfics @footballxixstars @0alanasworld0 @ghwoticz @simpingmyassoff​  please let me know if you’d like to be tagged x 

[ratboyvince]

For the ask game, cus I know you for sure have plenty of podcasts to answer these for, 6, and 7!

Oh YEAH i do

6) what characters from podcast would be friends

Is saying Alice and Tim a cop out? Specifically i think they’d be friends with benefits like they’d fuck freaky bisexual style them go for a drink afterwards and be in hysterics but we’ve known that. I’ll get a different one

Paige Duplass and Sydney Sargent, we’ve talked about this but I don’t think either of us put it on tumblr. They would have so much to talk about they both have a weird and disturbing relationship with nature and religion they got the trans swag they got parent issues, and honestly and maybe most importantly Paige would CUT HIM SOME SLACK. I once said she’d wash his hair but I don’t think Sydney would WANT that so instead she’d just braid it for him. Frankly i think enough time talking with Paige would make Sydney cry he’s never been listened to in his LIFE and Paige would SOOOOO be that for him. Im sick im inconsolable actually GOD Please I NEED THEM TO MEET ACTUALLY PLEASEEE

7) what characters from podcasts would hate eachother

Cecil Palmer and Mike Walters would HATE each other. You know that meme of two people thinking “bitch.” about the other? Thats them. Cecil would drive Mike up the fucking WALL its such a stark contrast that Cecil would be annoyed at Mike being so nihilistic and self deprecating and Mike would be annoyed at Cecils positivity. Also Cecil’s urge to shut up and let the government be sketchy would really annoy Mike he’d be like “HOW can you not SEE WHATS GOING ON RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU” and i think this rivalry would become ridiculous to a point they’d get into arguments about what boyfriend is better and like…..which one of them can be cheesier about it.

Oh also Cecil would think Mike Talks Funny but its just Mike being terminally online

(I dont think Carlos and Edgar would feel strongly about eachother one way or the other they’re just….watching)

[sukioyakio]

START OF SOMETHING NEW

  POPSTAR!MIGUEL x NERDY!femreader

Summary: basically where reader come to an concert with her best friend to see the spider man’s,then she end up meeting him,and saving or helping his butt out of an situation

Warning:cursing,horrible at describing things,.

AN:umm hell to you guys who are reader this,this is my first time posting my work here,and I just WANTED TO SAY I HOPE YOU enjoyed this,I made my friends read this me,so yea,and helped me with their feedback and any feedback is APPRECIATED,and pls don’t be afraid to comment,anyway I hope you enjoyed this first chapter

words : 2k

she was woken by the sound of her alarm,causing to rub her eyes,and getting up from her comfortable bed,as she look at the  time to see what it was,she realized she was going to late for work,

Reader/y/n-“fuck,fuck,fuck,shit I’m going to be late for work again,ughhh” she says as she runs to the bathroom,take an quick shower,washes her hair,her face and body,then got out of the bathroom,drying herself really quickly,and then she gets dress,hurting herself with the corner of the bed,-“ahhh!shit,ufhh,jezz that shit hurt,oww”,she says while biting her lip,she was done getting dress,she put her shoes,-“should I eat something?nope that will take time”she says to herself,as she runs towards the bathroom,to brush her teeth and do her hair (well trying),her hair was messy and all over the place,as she runs towards the door grabbing her keys and her oversized jacket,and the important things,

She was running towards her work job,passing people,and finally she got to work (she works in coffee shop),she was sweating, “at least I got my exercise for the day”,as she look at her best friend who had her hand tied with work,and with the tons of customers,walking in the back she knew that this was going to be an very much exhausting day.

“So,what do you have for your excuse this time so being late to work,hmm?”-her best friend (let just call her Millie) while she was making the coffee,and the sweet tea,(tbh I was writing what Starbucks employees do😔🤫😭) as she look at her,with an teasing smile,as reader looked at her with playful rolling her eyes,”oh shut it,I just had an extraordinarily long night and woke up late,of study”-she said while finishing up someone coffee,and calling the name of the customer,giving them an fake smile,

as she goes back to her station,as she was making another customer order,as she hear Millie speak-“so your coming with meeeee to the concert Right,your coming right,it like the first time I actually see THE Miguel in person” millie said happily and nudging her arm,as reader mumbles some words under her breath, “Oh yea I’m gonna come with you,I’m so happy to see him and his performance” she try’s not to sound unpleasant,and not annoyed,but it come out sarcastic as fuck,

After the rush hour,of customers coming in,everything went to quiet and only an few customers were there,millie was the first to talk to her,as she walked to where reader was,

Millie knew she would be at one of the table and working on her own homework for her college assignment,as Millie sat next to her since there was nothing to do,as reader looked at her,with an raise eyebrows “yes Millie?what is it” she says with an playful smile and questioning voice,as she put her attention on her,just to see millie with her ionic grin,

”sooooooo,since you are going WITH me,to the concert,can I-“ Millie got interrupted by her “No,nope,nuh nuh,no make up ” she said to her with not wanting an argument with her,”yuh uhhhhh,just onceeeee,I won’t bother you,pleaseee” millie says with an desperate voice and an pout,as reader rolls her eyes 

“Mhmm,how about you ask your ghost friend to come you to the concert,hmm what was his Name Again,OH YEA it Casper”she says in an serious yet sarcastic tone,as she rolls her eyes,as Millie dramatically gasp at her word,and hold her chest with her hand and place where her heart is,” you wouldn’t dare leave me all ALONE in an concert,uhhhh fine I won’t talk about it” millie says defeating as she crossed her arms,”uh huh,good” she says with an chuckle and look at reader  assignment,and her face down In horror,”wait,wait we had homework for Ms Marine,UGRHH” millie says with an deep sigh,as reader look at her and reader said it ok that she can copy her own work 

Then it was the time to get ready for Miguel O’Hara concert,as reader didn’t really care about being fancy or anything she just got her t-shirt and her comfortable pajama pants and her comfortable hoodie,and wash her face,and waited for Millie to pick her up,as she was scroll on her instagram feed,after 10 minutes later,she see an text message saying “IM HERE BITCH LET FUCKING GOOO AND I BOUGHT THE CAR THAT MY DADY GOT ME!!”,she chuckles,and went through the front the door and got her key, her phone,and her wallet,and walked out the door and took the stairs down to Mille car,seeing she that she looked beautiful as always,as she opens the passenger door and sat inside to hear Mille speak “IM SOOO READY TO SEE HIM,OMFG What IF HE SMILE AT ME!but I’m not that delusional!” Mille says happily and smiling,as she drove to the concert,as reader laughed at her stuipdness,she can’t help but smile as well,at seeing her best friend being so happy

Trying to find an Dawn parking spot was  the hardest  getting inside was an absolute mission,with people coming in and out,but we got there,and Millie got to the one of the front row’s,and Millie wouldn’t stop talking about Miguel ohara,or the other members and then after 35 minutes of waiting for the concert to start,the spider Band (MOST creative name ever 😔😌✊)

Lyla:”HELLO Ladies and Gentlemannnnnnn,WHO IS READY FOR THE PERFORMANCE OF YOUR LIFETIME!!!! SAYYY hello to THE SEXIEST Band ever!! THE SPIDER’S!!!”lyla says happily,while holding the mic,she was smiling with such an adorable face,and her walk toward the stage was smooth,she was wearing an white colored suit with flowing yellow floral laced layer  that was strap to her waist of her suit,moving with her body,as she was infront of the stage,she put her hand in the air and positioned her finger in an gun position,and speaker into the mic 

“LET MAKE THIS ONE OF AN HELL OF AN NIGHT!!”lyla says with an smirk and  then she stomped on the floor then the whole stadium goes dark,Millie who was shaking reader the whole time and screaming like the other people around them,reader who thought she would loss her hearing,as she watched Millie screaming from the top of her lung,as she looked at the stage to see the crowd quiet down,as now the band was now there pairs such colorful clothes and designs,as the crowd gets loud as hell,with all of them saying “THE SPIDER BAND!!”,As reader see the light on Lyla and this guy with an sort of punk rock designed with such cool looking pants,and he was wearing makeup,an neon red and green stripes on his face only in the corner of her eyes,as he tap something on his ear,and speak to the crowd “let’m Rock and roll,BABY!!”hobie says with an playful voice,as he played his guitar,then the other band members,including Gwen,miles,Miguel,pavitr,Lyla,Margo,and Jessica (those are the people who are on stage,the other members who are peter b Parker,Ben Riley,Miles.G/Miles42 are in the back stage)

 *Insert any song that you think would fit all of them together,with of them singing*(I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT WOULD ALL OF THEM SING TOGETHER,😭😭☠️💀especially with Miguel,Miles,gwen,hobie,Lyla,Jess,pavitr and margo,cuz like I know what role Gwen and hobie would be,cuz of the movie,I for sure know that margo would definitely be an background singer or an lead up singer,but IDK WHAT SONG WOULD THEY SING TOGETHER,but if they were to sing there singles,I know what they would sing😭😭😭)as reader see an tall as hell guy standing there with an fake smile on his face,as he was singing the lyrics,he was wearing an turtleneck with so many accessories on his pants,and he had his hair combed back neatly,he was wearing gloves and sunglasses that put his outfit together,but reader wasn’t even interested in this concert to be honest with herself,she was just interested in the outfit they had on,

AFTER the concert was finished,everyone was leaving and so did she and Millie did,but after finding which car is her and where is it they found it,”come on,I can drive you home,it already late”Millie said gently to reader,as reader”im fine,Millie,it only an few blocks away from here,anyway you need to get some sleep,so you could copy my homework” she says with an calmly voice,but in an tone that Millie knows that no matter what she does she won’t get in,

”fine,I see you later,you better not get kidnapped,cuz I’m going to find who tf dare touch my nerdy friend”Millie says as she get inside the and starts to drive away waving goodbye to reader,

as reader starts to walk away from the stadium that was host inside of the concert,fixing her glasses and she was enjoying her late night walk alone,as she looks up at the moon light,putting her hands in her pjs pants,she was humming to her favorite song,after walking halfway away from the stadium,she hears an crowd of people coming here,their feet steps were coming to were she was,as she was still walking,she and someone bumped into her,as she just stumble an little bit,as she look behind as she see Miguel O’Hara standing there,

as she rolls her eyes,mumbling “ay great now im here with mr hot stuff” she says in an whisper voice she thought that she could only hear,but Miguel heard her,and said “I’m sorry, wait,esperar por favor,can you please hide me from those culo loco fans” he said in an annoyed,yet desperate voice,as he face showing his annoyance,as they could hear the group of people coming towards them,as she waits an little bit,and look at his face,and pushes her glasses,and sighs softly, “fine,I’ll help but when those people leave im leaving”she says with an scuff and take off her hoodie and handed to him,he looks at it and then get more annoyed at her “what now you want me to write an autograph on your hoodie,ah Que maravilloso” he said sarcastically,as he rolls his eyes out,and mumbles some words,reader who looks at him like he was slow, “no dumbass,I’m sorry if you can’t use your popstar brain,to figure out I’m telling you to wear it” she says in an harsh yet sarcastic voice,as she rolls her eye at him,and gave him an fake smile,as Miguel looked at her glasses,and then grab the hoodie and put it on him,she just didn’t care enough about his attitude at the moment and the only thing she cared was going home and not being bothered,”Now what,pequeña señorita”Miguel says in an stern voice,as the footsteps we’re getting louder,”now switch glasses,so it can be believeable,and ruffled your hair mr ohara,and start walking”as he did it and walked forward,as the group of people were the same street as them,and were asking where is Miguel or he couldn’t have gone that far from here,or that maybe one of the members got him,but in the end they left,as reader and Miguel were walking,and heard that they left,reader trip on an someone wallet,”are you seriously that blind without your glasses”Miguel says in his stern voice but his serious act was breaking up ,and chuckles at reader tripping over, “oh shut it mr bad boy wannabe,just give me my glasses and hoodie back and I’m be on my way” she say with an attitude,as she get up from the floor,and try to find where Miguel is,as she feel someone hand on her face taking off the sunglasses,and then put her circles glasses on her face,”there” he says to her,with an serious face,and he takes off the hoodie as well,giving it to her,”thanks” he says to her and walks the other way,”yea,hope…to never see you again” she say calmly and walked her way home,and when she finally got home with no problem,she didn’t care about shower,she was too tired to do anything but sleep on her bed.Meanwhile Miguel was at gas station,he needed to get away from his famous life and just chill,he needed to get away from those annoying flashing lights always on his face or his crew members faces,as he was sitting down by the side of an road eating an snack,as he watched the moon,as he recalled what that girl said “mr bad boy wannabe”as he scoffed at her comment,and rolled his eyes,”what an werid rude girl” as he got up,to only hear the sound of his phone,as he looked it was Lyla saying to come here,so they can go to the hotel,as he call an anyone to pick him up.

[fapper]

This one bitch is soo annoying her entire ENTIREEEE PERSONALITY IS About FUCKING, IDAHO. LIKE PLEASEEE SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT IDAHO RIGHT NOW

[hoshigray]

Omg yes you’re right, maybe I do need some identity lmao, can I be 🐆 anon? Omg it’s my first time being specific anon, I’m nervous 🙈

And I just read your new Sukuna fic, just in time after our discussion 🖤 You ate so bad, I fear, I loooove it. That’s my favorite trope, when you’re his wife, not just concubine or smth. And praises?? Pet names?? And pleaseee spooning position??? It’s so so intimate, in my list it goes right after missionary when it comes to soft sex. But Sukuna is fucking annoying with that “maybe I should get concubine” 🙄 Boy, stfu 👺 So in character, him talking about other women while in bed with his wife, can’t shut up for even a minute 😑 Still love his annoying old ass tho 💔

Yes, indeed, you can; welcome aboard, 🐆 noonie!!! And omg ty, I'm happy you liked it 🤭💗 and fr?? I have a concubine series that I've been meaning to get to, so hopefully I can read it now I kinda got the time !! And yes man, spooning just felt right (I was gonna make it cowgirl, but mmmm, maybe next time) bc I like the thought of true form Sukuna all big and handsy with you while whispering to your ear all slick and shit 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 NO DEADASS THO LMFAOO such an asshole bringing up other women, as you're butt booty naked and willing for him like??? Can't stand him fr, he'd got nothing but THE nerve to try you even in bed 😄💢

[heeseung-min]

yandere sunghoon killing his twin without y/n knowing so that he could have y/n to himself please

[09:04]

"Sungchan, why are you smiling like an idiot?" Sunghoon asked his twin as the boy he was asking keep banging his head to the pillow with big fat smile on his face.

"Sunghoon, my crush likes me back!!!" The boy shouted excitedly and showing his chat with his crush, y/n. Sunghoon shaking his head and continue doing his work ignoring his twin brother being a simp for a girl.

Sunghoon and Sungchan are identical twins. Both of them have very similar face and people often feel difficult to differentiate them. Because of that, Sunghoon requested at their parents to not register both of them in a same school because he doesn't want that problem to happen.

Sunghoon is an intelligent kid and his personality more to quiet side which is really different from Sungchan, who is extrovert and has goofy side. So, people are likely want to talk with Sungchan and not Sunghoon.

"Quit it, Sungchan. You look like a creep for smiling like that."

"Shut up, I know you are just jealous."

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"Sunghoon, can you please deliver this lunchbox to your brother? He forgot to bring it."

"This is annoying. Just let him starve, mom."

"Come on, sweetie. Don't be like that."

Sunghoon sighed to himself and bring the lunchbox with him. When he arrived at his twin's school, he wore a mask and a cap so people can't see his look.

As he was searching his brother, somebody just bumped to him made the things they hold fell to the floor.

"I'm so sorry. I was rushing. I'm really sorry."

The girl was trying to look at Sunghoon's but Sunghoon just nodded his head showing he is okay with it. He help her collected her books and then gave it to her.

Sunghoon couldn't help but to blush when he saw her face. Her eyes are so beautiful that made him amazed at God's creation.

"Do you need any help? It seems like you are not the student here."

Her question made him startled from the daydreaming. He shook his head and once again tried to look at her face for last time before walked away.

He decided to stop looking for Sungchan and just messaged him to take the lunchbox at the guard place.

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Sunghoon rolled his eyes and glared to Sunghan who was dragging him to sit beside him.

"What do you want?" He huffed.

"Can you recommend me an outfit for my first date? You are good in fashion, hoon. Pleaseee!! I want to impress her."

"Do it by yourself. I'm busy."

Before Sunghoon could make a walk, he was stopped by the sudden shove from his twin. Sungchan showed him a picture from his phone. He explained how this date is very important because this is the first time his crush likes him back. However, Sunghoon didn't hear all of that because he was speechless that the crush his brother was talking about is actually you. The girl that he bumped on another day, the girl that successfully made him fall in love at first sight.

He clenched his fists when realised his twin brother will get you. He turned to face Sungchan who were still babbling and then decided to punch right on his face. His twin was groaning at the sudden pain.

"Ho-Hoon...why are you.."

"Shut the fuck up, Sungchan. God, I hate your existence so much."

The twin was so confused and before he could ask, he got kicked at the stomach many times that it made him wanted to puke.

"I hate when all the attention went to you. I hate when people tend to take more care on you but when it is me they often think i can survive on myself. Just because I am quiet I shouldn't get the same attention like you?"

"Sung...hoon... you know I always lo-love you right? I never- ARGHHHH"

"Stop talking. I don't want to hear your voice. Also about your crush, she doesn't know you have a twin right?"

Sungchan was terrified at what will come from Sunghoon. He doesn't want that to happen but looking at his smirk made him pleading.

"Even if I kill you, she doesn't know you are gone because I will be by her side."

"You are ridiculous. Our parents will be disappointed with what you did."

Sunghoon scoffed. He took something from his pocket and threw it to the ground beside Sungchan so his twin can see it.

"Too bad. I already poison them before I can see their disapppointing face. Maybe you should accompany them too."

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"Sunghoon!!! How long have you wait for me? I am really sorry if it's too long. The bus suddenly had a problem..."

Sunghoon watched you rambling on how morning going with smitten smile on his face. He couldn't believe he finally got you in his arms.

"Why are you smiling like that?"

"Is there a problem? I'm staring at the love of my life right now."

"Stop that. Tsk."

Your cheeks flushing red after Sunghoon said that. He knew how to make you fall deeper into him. The man caressed your face really gentle. He left some kisses on your face and lips before confessing his love to you.

"I love you y/n."

"Love you too, Sunghoon."

Drugging and manipulated your mind seems a good idea since you never ever mention about his dead twin.

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[kissthesungvf]

Hush Hush

jmk x f!reader

warnings: (18+) minors dni! | alcohol consumption | profanity | oral (male receiving) | unprotected sex (wrap it up!)

word count: 2.7k

surprise! more roommate!josh :) enjoy this sequel to pretty please!

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You groan at the sight of them, finding it harder and harder to believe that you weren't jealous. But you were. You totally were.

Josh had his arms around Izzy, helping her line up just right before tossing the bowling ball down the shiny wooden alley.

"You good?" Sam, Josh’s younger brother, asks, eyeing you mysteriously as you stare in Josh's direction, holding your drink up to your mouth but not taking a sip.

"Yea!" You smile playing it off, turning your head to face him in the dim bowling alley, lit only by black lights.

He gives you a look, and either he’s seen right through you or is seriously concerned for you.

"Promise, think it's just the drinks.." you lie, "speaking of which, think I may go get another" you say shaking the glass, the sound of the ice hitting the side of the glass. Sam gives you a nod with the raise of an eyebrow before walking back in the direction of your friend group.

"Gonna need it if they keep that shit up." You mumble lowly dropping your smile as you head towards the bar tucked away at the back of the building.

"Another rum and coke pleaseee" you wink at the rather attractive bartender, placing your glass on the counter.

"Sure thing" he smiles back, grabbing the bottle of rum from behind him.

You turn your head over your shoulder hoping to catch a glimpse of Josh minus Izzy. Things between you two had been..complicated, to say the least. It had been a month since the first time you two hooked up, the following weeks after felt like a fever dream. He had you anytime and every time he wanted you, weather it had been the small, yet sturdy dining table, the shower, or your personal favorite, the kitchen counter.

But for the past week, he had been a bit distant—completely ignoring you and your undying need for him to fuck you senseless.

You knew getting into this with him would only end one of two ways, but you had hoped it wouldn't be you being the one to have their heart broken.

You told yourself the first time it was just for fun, no strings attached. The second time, he had you on at the edge of your bed, telling you just how pretty you looked for him just before his tongue delved between your legs. The most recent hook up was your turning point. The two of you spent the entire night together, limbs tangled with one another's as he kissed you sweetly whispering sweet nothings into your ear. It felt real to you, and you fell, hard. But that was over a week and a half ago.

So standing there now, you felt your heart drop at the fact he was paying so much attention to her when you were the one who always ended up in his bed.

"Here you are, sweetheart." The bartender says sweetly, placing the glass in front of you.

"Thank you! Oh, do you have one of those little straws?" You ask and he nods, turning back around to get you one.

"What ya drinking?" Josh calls out causing you to jump from his now close proximity.

"Rum and coke." You reply plainly, avoiding eye contact. You shoot a small smile at the bartender as he hands you the straw, turning around, leaning your back against the bar.

"Sounds good, can I try?" Josh asks, reaching for the drink in your hand.

"Why don't you get your own, and maybe one for her too?" You snip, pulling your glass close to you.

"Wow, really (Y/n)? You know it isn't like that." He scoffs, tossing his head back a bit.

"Well that's exactly what it looks like." You cock your head, your eyes focusing in on him.

"What's your deal?" He asks lowly, clearly annoyed.

"What's my deal? I'll fucking tell you what my deal is." You bite, fed up with his oblivious demeanor. "You're out here prancing around with her, acting like you weren't just fucking me over the kitchen counter last week!" you exclaim (maybe) a bit to loud.

"Would you shut your mouth!" He responds quickly in a hushed tone, pushing you around the corner of the bar and out of sight , looking over his shoulder to check if anyone had seen the two of you disappear.

"Don't act like it isn't true!" You cry out.

"(Y/n), I swear to god!" He says sternly, taking your jaw in his hand rather roughly, tilting it up so that you make direct eye contact with him.

"Don't act like you don't think about it Joshy, about how you moan my name when your cock is in my mouth.." you strain, wrapping your hand around the wrist of his arm that has you in a hold.

"Not here." He says lowly tightening his grip before ultimately letting go, eyes becoming darker than their usual hazel color.

"Then where? You hardly seem to care now, tell me Josh," you begin as he backs you further behind the bar, until your back hits the wall, "does she fuck you as good as I do?"

"Enough (Y/n)."

"No tell me, I want to know. Do you ever take her like you take me?" You pry, the space between your bodies becoming nonexistent.

"You know it's not like that." He says, forcefully wrapping his hand around your throat, his other gripping your hip, “you know she’s just a friend.”

"Then what is it?" You half moan, his touch feeling intoxicating after going so long with out it.

"There's a fine line we established when this first started, and we're on the verge of crossing it." He whispers against your ear, the brush of his lips against your skin causing that familiar feeling warm feeling in the pit of your stomach.

"Well, I want to cross it." You admit, pushing your hand against his wrist breaking the contact he had on your neck, "I'm tired of playing this game with you Josh, I want you."

He cocks his head a to the side, eyeing you as you stare back, half shocked that those words actually left your mind instead of staying a thought like you had intended them to.

"Yea?" He smiles deviously, but surprised at the statement.

"Yes.." you look away timidly, "but it's kind of hard to do when you act like I don't exist."

"Oh I know you exist, mama. It's all I think about." He brings his hands to the sides of your waist.

"Then act like it." You snap, irritated with the the circles you two had been going in.

Without another word, he takes you by the wrist, dragging you back towards your group of friends. You quickly set your untouched drink on the bar counter as you pass by, eager to see where this leads.

"Hey guys, (y/n) isn't feeling too good. I'm gonna take her back home." He calls out, grabbing your bag off a chair with his free hand.

Everyone seems to buy it, telling you to 'feel better', except Sam. He smiles, shaking his head as the two of you begin to head for the door. Luckily Izzy had gone to the bathroom and wasn't able to protest Josh's depart.

You stumbled behind him, trying to keep up with his quick pace as the two of you headed for his jeep— the eagerness had grown inside you both.

He went around to the passenger side door, opening it for you hastily ushering you in before shutting it. He ran around the front of his car, hopping into the drivers side, waisting no time putting the key in the ignition. He then leaned over the center console, placing his hand on the side of your face as he pulled you into a hungry kiss.

"Josh," you breathe out once he pulls away, quickly putting the car in reverse.

"Yes, mama?" He answers, finally backing out of parking space.

"I was being serious in there. I want you. I don't want to share."

"I know you were, and I know you don't." He kept his eyes focused on the road, but the corners of his mouth turned up into a grin.

"Then why have you been so distant?"

"Like I said," he glanced at you, "it was getting to a point where I didn't just see you as just some friend with benefits anymore, (y/n).. but I didn't want to scare you off by saying something, so I just backed off."

"Well don't ever do that shit again." You say semi-seriously, crossing your arms over your chest.

Thankfully the drive to your shared apartment wasn't long, and before you know it he was chasing you up the stairs of your apartment complex. You were hardly through the door when you felt his arms wrap around you from behind, his teeth grazing the skin of your neck.

He let go of you as he turned to quickly shut the front door and you took that free time to start undressing, starting with your jeans.

"Always so eager for me." He groaned as you kicked them off, leaving you in just your sweater and underwear, the bulge in his pants growing harder by the second.

You began walking towards the direction of your bedrooms, not caring which one you'd make it to first, but he quickly wrapped his arms around you again and pulling towards the couch, whispering in your ear "I want you here, right now."

He fell into the couch first, waiting for you to straddle him, but instead you got down on your knees, your hands making quick work of the button and zipper of his pants.

He sat back, watching you in awe as you shimmied his boxers down just enough to release his cock. Your mouth watering as you watched it lay fully erect against his stomach.

You started by placing your hand at the base of his cock, taking your bottom lip between your teeth as you traced your thumb down the singular vein.

"Fuck, baby" he winced at your touch, sitting up just enough to strip of his t-shirt.

"You think she’d be able to touch you the way I do baby?" You say quietly, bringing your face closer, the feeling of your breath causing his dick to twitch. "Can she take care of you the way I do, Joshy?”you whisper just before placing a chaste kiss on his tip, letting your lips linger.

He moaned, his head falling back onto the couch cushion as he sucked in a sharp breath. You watched his toned stomach flex from your touch, his lips plump and pink were slightly patted, and his cheeks were flushed.

You took just the tip in your mouth, slowly working your tongue around him, watching as he watched you through half lidded eyes. You took a bit more of him in causing him to let out a guttural groan, taking a fist full of your hair in his hand.

You moan at the tension he had on you, causing vibrating sensation for him. He watched as you bobbed your head up and down, knowing he wouldn't be able to take much more if you kept up like that.

"Shit," he breaths out looking at you through his long lashes "c'mere"

You let out a small protest as he pulled you up, helping you to remove your sweater as he kicked off his pants and boxers.

"Matching, huh?" He smirks, fingers tracing over your hip, referring to the matching dark blue set of lingerie you had on.

"Well, you never know with you.." You answer honestly, his finger hooking into the side of your panties.

"Well I'd really like to admire it, but I just really want to fuck you right now." He says not even sounding like himself, which causes the excitement to pool between your legs.

He yanks down on the lacy material, sending the underwear falling to your feet.

"Bra off." He demands, and you obey quickly fumbling with the clasp, tossing it to the side once it's finally off.

He pulls you down to the couch, pushing you ever gently so that you fall onto your back. It had felt like a century since you had last been underneath him, your arms tracing up his biceps, eyes locked.

He wraps his hand around your throat, using the other to hold him self up. You can't help the noise that slips from your mouth when he tightens his grip.

"Is this what you want mama," he begins, nipping at the corner of your mouth, his tip brushing against your entrance, "want me all to yourself?"

You moan in response, your mind and body in a frenzy eager for him to finally take you.

"Words, baby." He says, taking your ear lobe between his teeth gently.

"Y-yes.." You whine, squirming underneath him as he lines himself up for you.

"Well all you had to do was ask."

He slowly slid his cock into you, driving you insane, moaning so loud you knew the neighbors would leave a disgruntled note outside your front door again.

"Please Josh.." you cry out, straining from his grip on your throat.

"Always so needy for me" he groans as he finds a steady pace, finally removing his hand from your throat.

You squeeze your eyes shut in pleasure as he seems to hit the spot each time, but you need release and you need it now.

You take your index and middle finger, rubbing your clit as he pounds into you, bringing yourself closer to the edge.

"Already wanting to come on my cock huh?" He speaks through pants, growing harder at the sight of you, “such a needy brat..”

"Well you've deprived me of it.." you half moan, feeling your orgasm about to hit.

"Come for me then, babe" he grunts watching you come undone, feeling your cunt clench around him.

"C'mere." He instructs pulling out, helping you turn around so that  you're ass up, face down along the couch.

You're still reeling from the comedown of your orgasm when you feel him enter you again, one hand gripping your hip as the other coming down hard, leaving the skin of your right ass cheek red and raised.

"J-Josh.." you moan as you feel his hand come around, his fingers going straight for your already sensitive clit.

"You wanted it so bad, so now I'm giving it to you mama." He says, groaning with each stroke, making sure to pull all the way out to the tip before sinking back into you.

Too fucked out to form words, you dig your nails into the couch, the feeling of a second release creeping up on you again. The mixture of his his fingers and cock puts your mind in overdrive, squeezing your eyes shut when it finally hits.

“Fuck!”you whine out feeling his pace quicken as you ride out your orgasm.

He bends over, pressing his chest is to your now arched back, pulling you up just enough to turn your head and kiss your open mouth as you moan out in ecstasy. The sound, sight and feeling of you beginning to add up, putting him on the brink of his own orgasm.

"Don't think I'm gonna last much longer, mama.." he admits, dropping his head next to yours, his breath hot against your ear.

"Your turn to cum for me." You groan through gritted teeth, as you continue to recover.

"Holy shit.." he lets out, pulling himself up from being bent over you, gripping your hips as he slows his strokes, finally letting go, filling you completely.

He pulls out slowly, grimacing at the absence of the sensation of you being wrapped around him. You fall back to the couch, the side of your face making contact with the soft cushion. He falls between you and the back of the couch and you turn to face him, a shit eating grin plastered across his face.

"What?" You ask unamused trying to recuperate as he brings his hand up to the side of your face, brushing a piece of your hair out of the way.

“I should make you jealous more often.”

[silverdelirium]

HEAVEN | D.M

pleaseee why am i such a whore😭 i was gonna write fluff but oh well, this is pretty shitty too so i’m sorry

summary: draco fucking you on the kitchen counter while your toddler sleeps on the couch in the living room.

warnings: smut, daddy kink, oil play? idk what it’s called but yeah, light degradation

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“Is he asleep?” you asked your husband as he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind while you were cutting up some vegetables for today’s lunch.

“Yeah, on the couch though, if i moved him to his room he would’ve woken up.” he answered before delivering a kiss to the back of your head as he inhaled the scent of your shampoo, the one he fell in love with oh so many years ago. He was certain that that’s what heaven would smell like when his time arrived.

And right now it almost seemed like it had arrived 7 years ago when he first asked you out. You in his arms, the little blob of flesh and blonde hair sleeping in the living room outside the kitchen. He was certain that he was in heaven.

The moment of bliss Draco passed, vanished a bit when a certain lust clouded his mind when you bent forward a little to grab the oil for the salad, your plump ass fitting like a puzzle on his clothed groin that began to tighten by the minute.

Draco, a little annoyed that his body’s natural response to the love of his life ruined his moment of cloud nine, tried to pay no mind to this, assuring himself he could wait until night when you guys could do it in your private soundproof bedroom.

You obviously took notice of his little problem, deciding to mess around a bit, you placed the oil next to the bowl of the salad and while mixing it, decided to lean your bum on his clothed cock a bit more, making it seem like you were just trying to get comfortable.

This emitted a low groan from Draco, starting to acknowledge the game you were trying to play. Is that how you wanted to be? Alright then.

Draco lightly grinded his, now bulged, groin into your ass, while moving his hands from your waist to your hips, gripping them tightly.

You shuddered a bit at this, yet continued to amplify his torture by leaning forward, with much more of a stretch than needed to “reach the salt” but still applying enough pressure on him.

He had enough, so he leaned his upper half forward and grabbed the back of your neck with one hand and manage to turn your head to the left, so he leaned his head close enough to your ear and whispered “Why are you playing with daddy sweetheart, thought you were a good girl?”

Your mouth parted at this, he used this as his advantage and captured your lips in his from where he had your head turned. The kiss quickly became heated, tongues exploring each other’s mouth, heads tilting, salad long forgotten.

Draco started to lift your shirt over your head, the kiss breaking for a second to toss it completely off, using this tiny break to take his off in the process, as to not waste time, both of you still aware that scorpious only slept for a good 40 minutes on a regular nap, you silently hoped that it would be one of those days where he slept for about an hour and a half. But you couldn’t be certain.

Draco turned you fully around now, you wrapping your arms around his neck, his hands massaging your ass. And he grabbed the hem of your shorts and yanked them down, your panties going off too, without breaking the kiss since you managed to slid them down your legs fully and stepped out of them.

He wasted no time in unclasping your bra, after 7 years of practice with you, it paid off for moments like this, but he still wanted to make everything with you memorable so he guided your naked form towards the counter and turned you around so you were bent forward, your left cheek pressing against the cold marble, but fuck the marble, you only cared about your husband being inside you and your baby boy not waking up right now.

Draco grabbed the bottle of oil that was next to the salad and poured it on your back. You gave a loud gasp at this.

“Shh baby be quiet, wouldn’t want our child waking up and seeing mama being a loud little whore do we now?” He taunted while rubbing the oil up and down your back, bringing it down to your ass cheeks, being careful not to put it anywhere near your pussy, not that it needed anyway, with the way it was basically dripping by now.

“N-no daddy” you said softly, your heat pooling with more arousal at the feeling of his large hands running down your body.

“Now be quiet and be a good slut for daddy, yeah?” You hummed at this, not being able to find your voice.

Draco pulled his sweatpants, along with his boxers, down enough to let his erected cock out, he massaged your ass before putting it in, your mouth parted open and a quiet moan escaping you at the feeling of being full.

“God- daddy you’re so big” you moaned out, not loud enough for scorpious to hear but enough to alert Draco. He had to control himself from slamming his hand down on your glistening ass, instead grabbing it roughly with one hand, and the other grabbing the back of your neck once again and pulling you up so your back was arched and your boobs were off the counter, stomach still pressed against it.

“I said, shut the fuck up before you wake him up” He whisper-yelled.

“S-sorry daddy just want you to fuck me hard and fast” You whimpered.

“I will if you stay quiet, alright princess?” You gave another hum. So he grabbed both of your hipbones letting your head down and made sure his fingers were on top of them, knowing that at the speed he had planned, you were gonna have a very bad pain on your hips from the contact of the counter, so instead, he would obviously rather have his fingers crushed than you being hurt in any way.

He started to ram himself into you, showing no sympathy and doing as you had previously stated, fucking you hard and fast.

Draco was pounding into his wife like his life depended on it, and it was truly ironic that he had asked you to stay quiet when he was breathing heavy and tried to contain his groans because the way your pussy was pulsing around him and hugging his cock like a fucking vice was too much.

Both of you knew you weren’t gonna last long, and thank goodness for that because your toddler was gonna wake up any minute now.

“You gonna cum on my cock pretty girl? Gonna cum on daddy?” he asked, wanting to be certain his girl could finish first, always.

“Yes daddy i’m gonna cum!”

“Cum.”

And with the way your juices poured onto his cock, he couldn’t hold back and sank all the way into you and released inside you.

After the both of you got down from your high, draco pulled out gently, grabbing a kitchen towel and dabbing it in the tap water a bit before quickly cleaning himself and pulling his sweatpants back up as fast he could.

The he marched towards you and started cleaning you up. He was obviously gonna give you a bath after to get you properly clean but for now, this would do.

Draco grabbed his t-shirt from the floor and put it on you, and grabbing your panties that were laying on top of your shorts and put them on. When he finished dressing you up, he gave you a sweet kiss on the lips.

And as if on cue, right when he was lovingly gazing into his wife’s eyes, a small paddle of feet could be heard coming closer to the kitchen entrance, draco and you turned to look over his shoulder to watch a four year old toddler rubbing his eyes before beaming at the sight of his parents.

“Mama” he cheered, after not seeing you before his nap, his instinct told him to go see you.

“Hi baby” you said before picking him up.

And as Draco watched his son and wife, the people he loved the most, conversing together he realized that indeed, he probably died years ago and is currently in heaven.