#honestly frustrated with myself rn

[parab0mb]

Average conversation between these three dweebs.

I don't actually know their canon heights (I think Lea is supposed to be the shortest) but Emilie being small fits the meme format better and is funnier so french gremlin she is. Also my heart tells me that Apollo is built like an actual blade of grass.

The og meme btw:

[mellotronmkll]

Wverytime I sit down at a computer to make music I get so scared

[wrongcaitlyn]

yk what just kinda frustrates me a bit? it’s that whenever someone hates on taylor swift, i need to defend her, not bc i think she can do no wrong ever, but because they always choose the wrong things to criticize.

like if someone tries to say shit abt the i hate it here 1830s lyric to me? i’m obligated to point out that uh no it’s not racist, literally look at the next fucking line, you idiot. she’s saying the exact opposite of what you’re implying. nostalgia is a mind’s trap.

and if someone tries to call her a climate terrorist, then i’m going to have to point out that yes, she uses a private plane a lot, but she’s not even in the top 30 of celebs with highest carbon emissions. if you really want to criticize a celebrity and not the huge factories/companies that are polluting the air, then focus on travis scott

but like?? you could literally choose any argument that doesn’t have to do with literal false information. or better yet, you don’t even need a reason! say you don’t vibe with her music and that is literally none of my business. good for you. enjoy whatever music you like. but don’t try and put yourself on this moral pedestal for hating on this musician who doesn’t even know you exist and let me listen to the grand theft auto lyric in peace.

[wooahaes]

Hiii!! I just wanted to check up on you. How are you feeling? Are you doing ok? I hope you are taking care of yourself and able to enjoy the holiday as much as you can. Thinking of you ❤️

hii lovely

life has kinda quieted down some? which is good and things are going okay when im not frustrated with the rest of my family (feels like im the only one whos rly... being a caretaker at all...) but im just kinda taking it one day at a time rn

ty for checking in <3 i hope u get to spend the holiday happily as well <3

[exopelagic]

sudden realisation that the thing holding my art back is that I never had an anime phase

[rainingincale]

sigh 😔

[horohoros]

Thinking of posting anything online makes my stomach hurt

[ajdrawshq]

good news: ive chosen a pokemon form for all 8 travelers. bad news: there is an overwhelming amount of grass types among them for some godforsaken reason

[psychicbergara]

so some things to clarify before i say anything:

watcher is NOT deleting their videos or archiving their old stuff on youtube, it's still going to be there for everyone to watch!!

they will upload new content on there but only the season premieres of their shows

i think a lot of people are forgetting that they're still, essentially, a small company with a small group of creatives trying to make a living

all this to say-- i get that it's frustrating and upsetting for a lot of people (and honestly myself included at first bc im going through some financial stuff rn) and i do think there should be a better middle ground for those who cannot afford this, especially for people in other countries.

but i think a lot of us are forgetting that they are independent content creators who have to support their own staff and crew, give them livable wages, while also finding ways to be sustainable for the future. they are not a Corporate Streaming Site. a bigger budget with better quality shows costs money unfortunately so they had to find a solution that was better for them. and it does suck because this ostracizes a lot of their audience (seen from most of the backlash). so that's why im hoping they eventually find something for those who can't be able to pay in the future since most of their audience seems like they can't afford it. which i totally get in this economy 😭

we also don't know how much content they'll put out on the streaming site- if it's gonna be daily content, weekly, etc, it might change from their usual youtube schedule.

i'm still excited for them!! this is a huge step forward for them especially since they can control whatever they produce now vs having to be controlled by a media conglomerate. and eventually, i hope i can support them. i'll still be here bc i love them. but i get why people are upset about this, but again, please don't spread misinformation!! their old stuff is still gonna be on youtube. so let's wait and see y'all 🙏🏽

[cloudsrust]

Still 36 days to go and I don't think I ever got light-headed because of my excitement for a tv serie coming out (especially for a 2nd season),,

I was right in predicting I wasn't going to survive the wait :,>

Yeah I just watched the trailer for Good Omens 2 at least 5 times now. I'm unwell and I'm about to combust.

I'm not gonna survive these 50(?) days, nope. Just nope.

[coichii]

22:43 - HYUNJIN

pairing - nerd!bf!hyunjin ♥︎ fem!reader

genre: angst, comfort & college AU

word count: 0.7k

warnings: negative self talk & swearing like once

A/N : this is very self indulgent bc 2 weeks in and math is already eating my ass ! also I’m sorry if this sounds rushed 🙏🏾 like I said math is beating me rn

“Ok, then after that you carry the x and combine the common factors.” He says, but to be honest, it all sounds like gibberish to you.

Math is the hardest subject to master in your eyes. All those formulas and variables go in one ear and out the other.

Hyunjin, being the incredibly smart and sweet boyfriend he is, kindly offered to help you. Of course you gladly accepted his help, but it would be a lie say you weren’t 5 seconds away from crying.

You groan, throwing your head down on your hands. You couldn’t understand a thing. The feeling of inferiority and stupidity were wracking your brain.

“Im so stupid, why can’t I understand this.” and more self deprecating thoughts were going through your mind. You hadn’t even realized that you had started crying, or that hyunjin was trying to get your attention.

“Y/n, what’s wrong?!” You hear his voice cut through your thoughts. He looks at you, obviously panicked from your sudden outburst. “I- I don’t know, i’m just s-so-“ You can't finish before a fresh set of tears and choked sobs are coming from your body.

Immediately he’s moving to hold you in his arms, stroking your lower back as you continue to cry. Quiet praises and hushes come out of his mouth, small kisses being placed to either side of your face.

It takes you a while to get yourself together again, choked sobs turning into small hiccups. You look up at hyunjin, a small, warm smile plastered on his lips.

“Can you tell me what happened, my love?” His voice sounds gentle, slighting healing the current tears in your heart. “I don’t k-know i think I got a little frustrated” You lie. You didn’t want to tell everything about how you were feeling to him.

It’s not that you didn’t trust him, you just didn’t want to be so vulnerable. However, he obviously caught this.

“You’re more than a little frustrated. Tell me what’s wrong so I can help you baby, that’s all I want to do for you.” The way he says it and looks, has all your walls opening immediately.

“I’ve just been so stressed. I can’t keep up hyune i can’t. I can’t stop myself from comparing me to my classmates. They’re so much better than i am. They don’t cry under the littlest bit of pressure, and they certainly aren’t crying over fucking calculous. I just.. don’t know what to do anymore.” You trail off at the end, heat rushing to your cheeks in embarrassment, even more so from his lack of response. You’re about to apologize for ranting before his voice cuts yours off.

“Oh Y/n, i wish you could see your self through my eyes.” He starts, eyes warm. “You really don’t know how absolutely intelligent you are. You got into this amazing school, your writing is so beautiful it brings me to tears, the way you explain your work is so incredible, and so much more. You are the smartest person I know baby, don’t compare yourself to anyone else you hear me. Not understanding something doesn’t and will never ever make you dumb.”

All you can do is hug and kiss him. The thoughts of inferiority don’t disappear, but they are definitely drowned out by the love of your life’s words.

You pull away, flashing him a bright smile, which he gladly reciprocates. “Now, why don’t you say we take a break and watch some spirited away, hmm?”

“But love, we still have all this left to finish.” You frown. You don’t want to pull him away from his own work just for you. “It’s okay, I honestly think I could use the break too.”

You sigh as you agree, his puppy eyes he starting staring at you becoming to much to handle.

As you get up, packing away your belongings, you can’t help but to think just how lucky you got to have a boyfriend as smart, loving, and caring as him.

back to masterlist

[snapscube]

In Dawntrail did you enjoy a different character playing the main role, or do you prefer when the player character is leading the narrative?

this is definitely a major point of contention in the fanbase rn and i can generally see valid feelings/criticism on both ends of the spectrum. i myself do fall somewhere in between the most extreme takes on this. i won't go into too much detail about actual events but ill tag this as spoilers anyway just in case. ok so my thoughts are:

firstly, i like Wuk Lamat a lot. i don't think she deserves even half of the pure unfiltered ire that she is receiving from a large subset of the community rn. the amount of people who have already turned being a wuk lamat hater into an advertised personality trait really frustrates me. i really enjoyed seeing her personal journey through the story and i was overall very satisfied by her inclusion. however, i do not think the story was perfectly paced or balanced, and i definitely do understand where people are coming from when they say that they could have used a little less of her in the forefront. honestly it did kind of ultimately disappoint me that we missed out on a lot of potential interaction/development with someone like Krile, who in spite of being promised a big breakout role in this expansion still somewhat felt like a SLIGHT (i have to stress slight) afterthought. she did get some notable moments of development and emotion, but i feel like there could have been more.

okay but, your question is about our role as a player in the narrative. i hold the opinion that for THIS EXPANSION SPECIFICALLY, the warrior of light taking somewhat of a narrative backseat actually made a ton of sense and fit the themes of the narrative as well as the promise of a somewhat breezy summer vacation for our heroes. now, i will say this: i really do not agree with the idea that the WoL should be in a mentor role indefinitely because our story is done developing and we need to give the spotlight to "the next generation" of heroes in the world. i appreciate the SENTIMENT of this, but like for me personally.... i don't want Pella's story to be done, yknow? i definitely would be disappointed if this was the DE FACTO role she played in every expansion past this. but i don't even think that is factually what's going to happen. we're currently in a setup phase! and, again, bringing it back to this narrative and the themes within, a lot of Dawntrail about the experience of entering unfamiliar places and learning about the customs and the traditions of people already within it to best help them without unwelcomely trampling on their culture in the process. i think a story like that is the PERFECT time for the WoL to take a bit of a backseat. wuk lamat is also somewhat unfamilar like us yes, but Tural is still her home and she is about to be tasked with leading it. i feel like centering our character in that equation would feel.... really disingenuous? it was kinda frustrating sometimes when it felt like hey.... there's a situation happening right now that can be solved by skilled combat and you have a literally god killer standing right here doing a frown emote, but at a certain point i could chalk it up to growing pains or necessary suspension of disbelief in the interest of the overall emotional hook of the narrative. a lot of those moments could be explained away with enough thought about the character motivations and culture at play, though sometimes it does feel like a stretch. again, far from a perfectly written MSQ. it starts slow and it's messy and it throws a LOT of stuff at you that doesn't always pay off like you expect or want. but i dunno! i think we're gonna see some really interesting stuff come to the forefront in the future, and i think especially now knowing that much of the playerbase thought we took TOO much of a backseat here CS3 will probably adjust their focus accordingly next time. so i can't be too upset really about the stuff i wasn't into. the rest of it was great imo!

[scarlett-or-wtv]

Missed you,

A Christopher Sturniolo Fanfiction

ex!Chris x Reader

Warnings: no use of y/n, smut, ex boyfriend, pet names (baby, princess, mama, good girl, baby girl), oral (fem), p in v, alcohol, semi rough, soft!dom!Chris, begging, creampie, no protection, spanking, praise, party

Summary: You see your ex Chris at a party and try to ignore him…but that doesn’t work out so well.

A/N: is this short? Medium? Idk. Basically just wrote this cause i was bored and had an idea. Enjoy! P.S im so fucking hungry rn chat 😢

I arrived at the party around 8pm. I honestly didn’t want to go at all but my friends invited me and I had nothing better to do. My eyes fell on him immediately as I walked in. Even the sight of him is fucking annoying. Why does he have to be everywhere?

I hate him. Truly. Through and through. So why was him talking to some cheerleader pissing me off? Honestly, no idea.

The girl was blonde anyways. He doesnt like blondes. She meant nothing. Just a distraction from the overwhelming scenery.

Avoiding him was on the top of my bucket list. I went to the kitchen to pour myself a drink, trying to forget about his existence as a whole.

“I thought that was you.” His voice sent a shiver down my body. I clenched my eyes shut in frustration before turning to him.

“Half the school is here. Why wouldn’t I be?” I stated bluntly taking another sip of my drink while observing the atmosphere around me.

“Because you hate parties.” He said knowingly. Why does he have to know things?

“People change.” I said with a shrug, still not meeting his piercing gaze. He didn’t say anything. The silence suddenly started to annoy me. “Is there something you want?” I ask.

“I miss you.” He said looking over my face. He always seemed to observe every detail.

“No you don’t.” I said with a glare.

He suddenly stepped closer, tilting my chin up as he caressed my jaw with his thumb. “I do.” He said again.

“I don’t believe you.” I whispered.

He suddenly leaned forward and ghosted his lips over mine, asking for permission. I hate you Christopher.

I nodded, giving him permission to kiss me. He pressed his lips into mine so gently, so perfectly. My hands went around the back of his neck and into his hair, pushing him impossibly closer.

When the kiss broke he leaned his forehead against mine. “Do you believe me now?” He asked, his voice almost a whisper.

“I don’t know.” I said honestly, avoiding his gaze again as I looked down.

“Tell me what I need to do.” He said desperately. His hand rubbed circles on my thigh.

“Can you take me home?” I asked, finally meeting his eyes.

“Of course, baby.” He said lifting me up from the counter and placing me back on my feet.

He walked behind me with his hand on my hip as we navigated through the crowd and outside. He took his keys out of the pocket of his sweatpants and clicked the unlock button.

I was about to open the passenger door when he stopped me and opened it for me. He always insisted on doing that.

I settled into the passenger seat and looked out the window as he started the car. The only sounds heard were the hum of the car and the quiet music playing over the radio.

He eventually pulled into my driveway, the car coming to a stop. I looked at my house, lost in thought for a moment.

“You wanna come in?” I asked turning to him.

“Thought you’d never ask.” He said getting out of the car and running to my side to open my door.

I giggle at his antics. “You’re so stupid.”

“You love me.” He said with a playful smirk.

I rolled my eyes. “We’re going through my window. Mom’s home.” I explained.

He nodded and started leading me around the back of the house. He opened my window and let me climb in first before following after me.

I sat down on my bed as he looked around my room. I watched him as he inspected every detail. “Why are you acting like you’ve never been in here?” I asked with a giggle.

“Im usually focused on you when im here.” He said stepping forward to stand above me. I tilted my head up to look at him. “So pretty.” He muttered running his thumb over my bottom lip. My cheeks flushed at his actions.

“C-Chris..” I stuttered out. He looked from my lips to my eyes letting out a questioning hum. “Can we..? Please?” I asked hesitantly.

“Can we what baby? Tell me what you want.” He said, his voice dripping with seductiveness. His tumb moved from my lip to my cheek as he caressed my face.

“Please just fuck me.” I breathed out. My head tilted into his touch involuntarily.

“So needy.” He said gently pushing me back into the bed. He crawled over me, kissing my neck and collarbones. His trained hands worked on the button of my jeans, never lifting his mouth from my neck.

I gasped as he yanked my pants down. I felt him smirk against my skin. He finally stood up, grabbing the hem of my shirt.

“This has to go baby.” He said looking down at me. I nodded before pulling it over my head, leaving me in my bra and panties. He trailed his hands over my curves. “So beautiful.” He breathed.

He pulled his shirt off before grabbing my legs and dragging me to the edge of the bed. He got down onto his knees and trailed kisses over my thighs. I whimpered in anticipation.

“You’re so desperate. How cute.” He chuckled against my skin as his mouth trailed painfully slow to where I needed it most. I gasp as he kisses my clit through the cloth of my panties.

“Please..stop teasing.” I whined in frustration, trying to push myself into his face. He grabbed my thighs and held me in place.

“Behave or I wont give you what you want.” He said sternly. I nodded in agreement, only because I was so desperate for any sort of touch from him. He kissed my thigh again then moved further up to take the hem of my panties in his teeth before tugging them down. I reached behind my back and unclasped my bra, tossing it onto the floor.

His tongue flicked over my clit making me arch my back with a throaty moan.

“I’ve barely even touched you, baby.” He chuckled. “You’re so sensitive.” He teased before licking a stripe between my folds. I high pitched moan fell from my lips as he licked figure eights over my clit.

“Shhhhh” He hushed. “You’re gonna wake up your mom, princess.” I nodded and bit my lip in attempt to keep my moans in. He continued the movement of his tongue, every lick building onto the pressure in my abdomen.

“Chris..need to- please.” My words came out in mixed rambles as my mind went blank. His nose grazed my clit with every lick. My legs shook as the band in my abdomen threatened to snap at any moment.

“Cum in my mouth, baby.” He purred as his movements sped up. My back arched and my eyes rolled as I struggled to stay quiet. My hand gripped desperately onto his hair as my orgasm washed over me.

I looked down at him, he lifted his head to meet my gaze, chin and lips soaked with my juices. My body continued to quiver with the intensity of my orgasm. “You’re so fucking good at that.”

“I know.” He said with a smirk. He stood up, the bulge in his pants unmistakable. “Hands and knees. Now.” He commanded as he worked on his belt. I obeyed him without question and got onto my hands and knees, ass to him. “Such a good girl.” He praised, massaging my ass with his hands.

I whined as I felt him press his tip against my entrance. “This what you want, mama?” He coo’ed. I nodded, he suddenly slapped my ass. “Words, baby girl. Wanna hear you say it.” He muttered.

“I want you inside me. Please.” I moan out my words, my ass stinging from his harsh smack. He groans at my words before pushing into me slowly.

“Fuck….such a perfect pussy..so fuckin’ tight.” He moaned leaning forward to cover my mouth with his right hand, his right gripped tightly to my hip. He thrusted into me fast, giving me no time to adjust.

I moaned into his hand as my eyes started to water. His tip slammed against my cervix with each thrust, the pain was so pleasurable. He leaned down to whisper in my ear.

“You feel that, baby? Feel how deep I am?” His words were punctuated by a groan. I nodded due to my inability to speak. “Gonna cum so deep inside you princess.” He muttered into my ear, making me moan into his hand.

My legs shook again as another orgasm threatened to rip out of me. His tip rubbed against my g-spot triggering my release. I screamed out a moan that was muffled into his hand. I felt him twitch inside me, meaning he was close.

He thrusted for the last time, slamming into my cervix as he painted my walls white. He let out a groan of relief before standing up and pulling out. I whimpered as he slipped out of me.

“You did so good for me. Took me so fuckin’ well, mama.” He praised as he pulled his boxers back on. I turned over and laid on my back panting heavily. He picked up my panties and tossed them at me.

“Thank you.” I said grabbing them before sitting up and sliding them up my legs. He laid back onto the bed. I laid next to him resting my head on his chest. “Missed you.” I murmured.

He smiled. “I missed you too, baby.” He whispered before kissing my forehead. We stayed there for awhile before it got really late and he had to go home. He put his clothes on and I put on a hoodie. He climbed out of the window before starting to leave. “Chris.” I called out to him leaning out of the window.

“Hm?” He hummed walking back to my window. I leaned in and kissed him. He kissed me back, his tongue exploring my mouth. I pulled back, my fingers running through his hair. I rested my forehead against his. “I love you.” I whispered.

He chuckled. “I love you too, baby.” He said with a smile.

A/N: do yall fw this or what. Lmk.

Click here to find my masterlist☆

[exopelagic]

girl help I just wanna read pokemon fic but I have to do a mock exam :(

help I just wanna play splatoon but I have to revise :(

[screaminglygay]

KINKTOBER day 6

pairing: shapeshifter!maria hill x fem!reader

summary: someone flirts with you and maria can’t tolerate it.

warnings: pet play!!!, smut!!!, maria has a penis, blowjob, slapping, dirty talk, swearing, praising, addressing reader as “mutt, puppy, bitch”, not proofread, if anything else - let me know and I’ll add it

word count: 1.8k

an: this was short and so is my free time these days, I hate work and ughh, so sorry I’ve been inactive my life is just falling apart rn, so enjoy this smut <3 thank you for all the support! 💕

(Italics = your thoughts)

!MDNI!

Enjoy this spooky seasons and be safe!

"What is a pretty girl like you doing here alone?" A blonde lady asks you.

"Oh, I´m not here alone, my girlfriend is just in the bathroom," you smile at the girl, who is curently too close to your liking.

"Well if she´s in the bathroom, then we can have some fun, before she comes back." The girl touches your hand.

"Oh, no. No, thank you." You take a step away from her.

"Come on, don´t make a big deal out of it. Just a little fun, it won´t hurt you."

Before you can say anything, you feel a hand on your waist, that squeezes you very tightly. You know who it was, even if you were in a coma, you would recognize the touch.

"She said no, so get lost before you gonna get hurt." Maria says firmly as she dugs her nails into your sides.

"You are the girlfriend?" The blonde lady tilts her head and chuckles at Maria´s words.

The next thing you see is your girflriend basically dragging you out of the bar and the blonde girl on the ground with bloody face. To be honest she was asking for it, no is a no and that´s it. And you said it many times, so you are not really sorry for her.

"I can´t believe you." Maria mumbles as she opens the door for you, something she always did.

Early in your dating you once opened your door and she made you go back inside the car, so she could open the door for you, since that... you never open the door.

"You can´t be two minutes alone, god. You just have to be whoring yourself out, huh?" Maria finally looks at you. You sit in the car, not knowing what to say to her. "You´re not gonna say anything?" She slams the door and sits in the driver seat.

"I wasn´t whoring myself out-" you try to explan.

"Oh you weren´t? Look at you, you´re tits are basically out, you have this look in your eyes that says you wanna be fucked-" Maria scoffs, "I can´t believe you, honestly. You want the attention, right? You´re just so fucking needy, you can´t be a second without someone wanting you!" Maria starts the car and the rest of the ride was silent, the engine's gentle hum is the only sound breaking the silence that surrounds you both.

Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Maria's hands on the steering wheel, her knuckles white with frustration. Her jaw is set, and her brows are furrowed in a deep scowl. You steal a quick glance at her, but her gaze is fixed firmly on the passing scenery, her lips pressed into a thin, tight line.

You are screwed.

The radio remains off, a stark contrast to the usual joyful flirty conversations or catchy tunes that fill the air during your car rides. The world outside blurs as you both stew in your own thoughts, the miles passing.

Every so often, you look at her, the anger in the air grows so thick that you can practically taste it. You feel a weight in your chest, an ache of regret, and the unspoken words hang heavy between you. You consider breaking the silence, but Maria's demeanor warns you to stay quiet.

As the car finally pulls into the driveway, you breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that the car ride has come to an end. However, the tension between you and Maria remains as thick as ever. She opens the door and then comes to your side, doing the same as always. Both of you make your way into the house.

Once inside, Maria turns to you, her anger still very visible. Her voice is sharp and cold as she says, "Go to the bedroom." Her words hang in the air, heavy and laced with authority.

Nervousness washes over you as you obey her command, knowing that this is far from over. You make your way to the bedroom, your heart pounding in your chest. The silence in the house is broken only by the sound of your footsteps and the distant noice of Maria´s action in the kitchen.

As you enter the bedroom, you can't help but wonder what will happen next. The tension in the air is almost unbearable, and you know that a storm is brewing.

Maria enters the bedroom, her expression still heavy with anger. She takes a deep breath and finally speaks, her voice tight and controlled. "We need to talk."

You nod, a lump forming in your throat as you prepare yourself for the conversation you've been dreading.

"Your behavior was unacceptable, and it embarrassed me. It´s just... I´ve spent so many weeks on training you and yet it was all for nothing." Maria speaks firmly.

You lower your gaze, feeling a sense of remorse for your actions.

Maria looks at you with this drive in her eyes. "I don't want to hear any apologies, not in words at least. I want you to show me that you're truly sorry."

You meet Maria's gaze, not really knowing if you´re alowed to say anything.

"You need to prove that you´ve learnt something. I need to see that you respect me, our relationship, and our rules." Maria firmly says.

The weight of her words sinks in, and you know that regaining her trust won't be easy, but it's something you're willing to work for. You´re staying quiet.

"You are allowed to talk, speak mutt." She is proud of you for following one of the rules.

You nod, "I understand, Maria. I'll do whatever it takes to make things right. I´m sorry."

"Good. Then we'll start with the learning again, and you'll have to earn back my trust." Maria says while moving closer to you.

As you watch her, you know that actions will indeed speak louder than words.

"Strip and take on your collar. You´ll be sleeping in your kennel tonight-" her words make you protest.

"But-" You whine, but she slaps you.

"You were saying something, mutt?" Maria holds your chin with a strong grip, her nails digging into your face.

Shaking your head quickly, was your only answer. It was some time, since you´ve slept in the kennel. When Maria met you, she knew you would be her good puppy, that she will train no matter what... and she did.

You were always so good for her, some punishments in the early days, but now? You were her precious little puppy, who did everything perfectly and you got rewarded for it. So it was a win win situation, till now.

You didn´t want to make her even more mad, so you did as you were told and got naked, took your collar and kneeled next to the bed. There was no chance she would let you on the bed right now.

Maria smiles as she watches you thinking in your head, what you can and cannot do. "Good, puppy. See? It´s not that hard to be good."

You didn´t do anything wrong today, at all, both of you know it, but Maria loves this type of game, and she knows very well, that you will play it too.

"I was thinking, mutt. Maybe you should get a little reminder, who owns you, because I feel like your little brain is too occupied with the thought of being fucked," she grabs your hair. "That you don´t care who will be the one fucking you." Maria yanks your hair and whispers in your ear, "I bet you´re dripping already."

You take a deep breath, as you know that tonight will be along one.

Maria´s hands cups your pussy. "Of course you are. You´re such a bitch in heat, you would let her take you there, right on the bar, right?" She´s mad mad right now.

"NO! I wouldn´t!" You know you don´t have the permission to talk, but you need to now, you need to show Maria, that you didn´t care about that girl. "I didn´t care about her, only you!"

"You´re forgetting who owns you, you´re forgetting your rules, I´m spoiling you too much now..." Maria slaps you again. "I can see it now, you´re a spoiled bitch." She sighs. "I don´t think I gave you permission to speak. So... use your mouth for better use."

As you try to take Maria´s pants off, you notice that she´s packing, you didn´t notice that before the club, maybe she took it right after you came back home.

But when you take off her pants you notice that it´s not a strap, it´s a real dick. Your eyes widen at that sight. But you didn’t have time to think about it into the depths.

"Go on, suck." Maria brngs your head to her crotch and you immedietly open your mouth.

You start with gentle long, slow licks from top to bottom the base, you know you´re doing a good job, when you hear Maria letting out her moans. You tease her a little with your tongue and she immediately responds by pushing your head further to her, your nose hitting her lower belly.

You make eye contact with her, both of your faces are sharing the same lust, that is now the main emotion, anger can´t no longer be found. You hold her in your throat for a few second before pulling out for a air, but you want to show her you can do it, so you dive back in, making her moan louder this time.

You can feel her twitch inside your mouth, she is close. Your movements are now slower and everything is just messier, spit is coming down your chin, onto your tits, which makes Maria go feral. "Fuck- just like that, puppy." You moan against her, which sends shivers up and down her spine. "You´re doing so good, so fucking good."

You want to show her, that you are hers and only hers, you move closer to her, her dick hitting the back of your throat, your hands are slowly coming to her balls, playing with them which makes Maria cum righ away.

Keeping still so she send her full load down your throat, you proudly swallow it whole, like the good puppy you are. "Just like that, good, very good-" Maria says out of breath.

You lick her clean, not letting a single drip of cum go to waste.

You look like a mess, but so does Maria. One of her fingers finding your chin and she wipes the little cum you had on your lower lip. Bringing the finger into her mouth and tasting herself. "Hm, I don´t blame you, why are you so addicted to my taste... I’m quite delicious." She makes you stand up. "Oh look at that mess you made!" You can see that you´ve ruined the carpet, it´s completly drenched from your juices. "I guess we gonna have way more fun with this ability."

"But- how did you?" You tilt your head, moving your hand to where her dick was a few moments ago, but now it´s just her wet pussy.

"I´ve trained my skills, something you should do too, puppy. So go to your kennel and I´ll think about letting you cum next week."

Maria was harsh, but the orgasms she gives you are worth the wait.

Hehe thank you for reading!:)

[veespee]

Hey!! your writing is AMAZINGGGG and I love how you view characters.

Do you have any headcanons for vinnie everyman?

MOON!!! HI HI you are literally the reason why i made this account and started taking writing seriously,,, sobbing rn

i was planning on making a post about Vinnie but i couldn't come up with any interesting ones, so here are some that i brainstormed. sorry if there are any mistakes, i wanted to make them close to canon but i put some of my theories in there too :)

Vinnie Everyman Headcannons

-(this one's kinda sad so apologies) He sees Evan through HABIT, and HABIT through Evan. Basically: when HABIT jokes with Vinnie, he sees Evan. He sees his jokey and rowdy friend at that moment. But he has to remind himself; that's not Evan, that's a monster. But. When HABIT left Evan's body for some time, Vinnie could only see HABIT. He tells Evan that he doesn't think he's a monster, but i believe in the back of his mind, there's some bitterness. He knows this isn't Evan's fault, but he's still frustrated. He's so confused, no one's giving him answers. Except for HABIT.

That's why i think he's disappointed in a way, he wants HABIT to stay in Evan's body. HABIT is useful, although destructive. He doesn't like HABIT, he doesn't want to like HABIT, but he still needs him. He needs someone to tell him what to do, a higher being that knows more than him.

-^ continuing that, that's the reason why he didn't take Corenthal's warning seriously. He believed HABIT over his own father, biological or not, figure because HABIT is so knowledgeable. He thinks HABIT is so wise, and that's what HABIT wants Vinnie to believe. It feeds his ego, and he keeps Vinnie under his control.

-Also, it's not really hard to be manipulated by HABIT. He talks and acts like he's wise and knowledgeable, and honestly, he's good at it. Vinnie's intimidated by his threats, but also follows him around like a dog. Again, i'm repeating myself, but he's so infatuated with HABIT cause he feels like he's the only one that can answer him. And HABIT keeps him around to feed his ego, and to get his plan going.

-Furthermore, I think his relationship with Corenthal is SO interesting. Although i think Corenthal in general is such an interesting and underrated character, but that's a whole another post. Now, for this one I'll go a bit far from canon, but these are HCs so i guess that's the point lol: Basically, i think Vinnie DOES see Corenthal as a father figure, but he has complicated emotions. He distances himself from Corenthal, possibly out of just bitterness. Now i'm talking about the YouTube iteration, not Fairmount or Princeton, so that means that Vinnie has his own biological parents. However, Vinnie's memory got wiped (i mean, he knows he has parents and siblings, but he can't remember anything about them) so who's the only one he can remember? Dr. Corenthal.

Corenthal falls under someone I believe Vinnie gets attached to; someone who's wise, knowledgeable. He's a doctor, and a much older man, and he knows a lot about the boys' situation. We don't see a lot of interactions between them, so I'll just use my imagination for this part, but i believe that Vinnie is bitter because of how little Corenthal has said. He knows the Doctor knows what's going on, yet he's such a mysterious figure. He only appears a handful of times, and the other information they have about him are from old letters he had written. So Vinnie must be thinking, why isn't he helping? Why isn't he protecting us, if he has so much knowledge? So when Corenthal does contact him, he's suspicious. He doesn't believe him, instead, he believes HABIT. HABIT's there for him, even in a twisted way, and Vinnie believes that there's no way he's being lied to. So when Corenth tries to open Vinnie's eyes, he keeps them shut, and stays blind to HABIT's manipulation. Thus, resulting to Vinnie's death. Thus, resulting to another iteration where Corenthal can't save his children.

alright that's all :3 thank you for reading and thank you Moon for the request!!