#idk im just rolling with the flow now

[hyba]

Happy update! Arms doing better! 😄 But I do need to do some strengthening exercises. I'll start lifting, idk, waterbottles or something 😂 and then work up from there.

[gnomewithalaptop]

Uuuugh vehement antishippers are so annoyinggg 😑

[moon7jay]

MINORS DNI

I know there's a popular belief that jake is a sub or a switch at the very least but idk why I feel like he'd be the kind of sub who loses control when he's horny and his dick's craving your pussy. Idk the term for it but he's scared of what you're gonna do once this all is over but he can't help but pound you into the sheets

It's a continuous chant of "baby I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" as he pants on your face, drool escaping his mouth cuz of how hard he's going and how good you feel, he's spreading your legs wider and snapping his hips deeper, he. Just. Can't. Help. It

He's bigger than you obviously, so he's able to hold your body down, you're telling him he's not being a good boy but he couldn't care less. Right now all that matters is your warm leaking gummy walls which provide his cock with the most delicious friction, and he sees the tears running down your face and he feels bad but he just can't stop, don't u understand??

His eyes are rolling back and he's babbling like a pussy drunk fool

"so good, t's so good I'm sorry, just let me do it a bit longer-p-please" he's groaning, thrusts becoming animalistic, his hold on your wrists leaving red marks, his mental control slipping cuz now he's straight up abusing your cunt and body. The pleas which leave your lips falling on deaf ears

"You're h-hurting me jake! Just slow d-down"

but he can't help it, you have to understand, he needs this, he needs to make this last longer, his hips are merciless, the pain which your nails and fists cause him to make him stop only propel him further, feeding into his masochistic nature

"yeah-yeah fuck hurt me more, shit-" he's lost to the pleasure, folding your body in half and making your pussy a tighter fit, doesn't matter that u r full on sobbing now, u just don't understand

"p-please im sorry i just, more, can't stop I'm so sorry i just c-can't " he chokes on his own spit, tears flow down his face cuz he's never gonna get enough of this pussy and u don't even understand

[wheeboo]

you ask for soft thoughts and i deliver:

imagine you’re on the phone w ur parents (idk) and they ask you abt ur relationship w bf!joshua, and conveniently he gives you a backhug and then just nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck and gives you cute lil kisses🥺🥺🥺DJAIAUAKAIAI ty and good bye

JSDLKJASKD RACHELLLLDLLLLL im gonna bury myself deep in a hole and sob

just imagine something like:

"so... has he proposed yet?!"

you nearly choke at that, letting out an ugly snort at your mother's words through the phone. you can quite literally sense the excitement in her voice, having to bite back the smile that was beginning to form across your face.

"mom," you deadpan airly. "you can't just ask that."

"why not?" your mother counters teasingly. "you're both high school sweethearts. it's only a matter of time, don't you think?"

you roll your eyes at that. "mom, i promise you'll be the first to know when it happens." then you pick your head up, sneakily glancing around the room for a few moments. "we're just enjoying each other's company right now, okay? there's no rush."

"i know, honey," your mother sighs on the other end. "i'm just so happy you've found someone like him. you deserve your happiness. it's been a while since i've seen you smile so brightly."

your lips tug upwardly meekly at that. indeed, after many trials and tribulations, you may have finally reached the point in your life where being happy is as easy as breathing. it's a feeling that still surprises you sometimes--just how effortlessly joy seems to flow into your life now. you used to think happiness was something you had to chase, but with joshua, it reaches you.

"thanks, mom," you say wistfully. "i really love being around him. it's like--"

your words briefly cut off when a pair of arms sneaks around your waist, causing heat to shoot up your neck and for you to let out a small gasp into the phone.

the man in question just simply smirks, leaning his face in so that his lips meet the nape of your neck oh so gently. your heart does a leap in your chest.

"i'm so happy for you, sweetheart," your mom says on the other line. "also, when are you free? your father and i would love to stop by to have lunch some time. would this weekend be okay possibly?"

"yeah, um..." it's hard to form coherent words when joshua is practically nuzzling his face in your neck, the tiniest contact of his lips to the skin there sending tingles to run up and down your body. "i'll text you my schedule. tell dad i said hi, okay?"

"of course," your mother replies warmly. "i'll call you later, then. i love you!"

"i love you too, mom. bye!" after hanging up, comfortable silence floats around the room, and joshua's embrace still has yet to loosen around you. "shua."

no response, a few more kisses on planted on your neck, then a quiet, "hmm..?"

"what are you doing?"

"hugging you." a pause. a kiss lands at your shoulder now. "and kissing you."

"i can see that." you giggle lightly, shifting your position so that you were facing him now. you blink dazedly at him. "hi."

"hi, angel," joshua says softly, gazing at you with a look of pure affection. "you're beautiful."

you don't know how you haven't melted in his arms yet. even as something as small as a simple shower of affection causes your knees to weaken, yet brings this indescribable comfort to wrap around your heart like a safe haven. nothing but a soft, somewhat unintelligible thank you escapes you.

joshua just lets his eyes roam over your features, taking you in like it's the first time he's seeing you, his thumb brushing over your cheek tenderly.

"can you finish what you were saying earlier?" he asks.

you lift a questioning brow. "what did i--oh..." then you give it a bit of thought, before your face softens and a smile starts to bloom across your lips. "it feels like home. you feel like home."

perhaps there's a twinkle in joshua's eyes that you spot, or it's just the moonlight from outside spilling into the room. maybe it's the universe's way of showing you a glimpse of the future--your future together--and you can't help but wonder if he's envisioning the same future you are.

he blissfully kisses you just a few moments later, forcing giggles to spill out of you at the unexpected sweetness.

"is that you're way of saying you feel the same way?" you ask once you pull away.

joshua hums. "maybe," his eyes shift between your eyes and lips. "or maybe i just like seeing you smile."

"i guess i should keep smiling then."

"you do that," he responds quietly, slowly leaning back in to kiss you once again. "and i'll keep doing this."

[facefullofsadness]

I NEED NINGNING SO BAD OMG IM SO GLAD I FOUND YOUUUU PLS TELL US MORE ABOUT YOUR THOUGHTS ABT HER

I'm in such a ningie mood lately and can't help but to write this LOL

content - me going absolutely batshit insane talking about ning yizhuo, smut (switch!ning, cunnilingus, fingering, sex toy mentions, not a lot of actual smut just headcanons), not proofread in the slightest D;

wc - 1k

a/n - like I was literally just thinking ab ning2 when I saw this ask, I also have her pc out next to me rn so ningie close ur eyes baby don't watch me as I write this 🫶 also tysm anon for finding me hehe

like ningning is so fucking fine.

idk what god mixed together in his lil cauldron to cook up ning yizhuo, but she's actually so fucking RAAHHH. sorry this is gonna be so incoherent bc I'm just ningyi drunk as fuck right now.

I imagine a fluffy besties kinda relationship w her. like it's all giggly and flirty and you make each other's heart race with touches and words, but also love to be cute and cuddle, gift giving (more on her part bc she loves to buy things that remind her of you), domestic shit like groceries or cooking together. and also you loveeee talking shit! in an idol!au world, in a school!au world, in any type of world where you two meet and fall in love, you're best friends that talk shit before anything.

I mean u don't necessarily have to do that specifically, but I just feel like above all and at your relationship's core, you're best friends that are clingy and inseparable. so you just make the perfect pair when you finally become gfs. bb girl loves to say she's not a scorpio but I think that the oct born blood within her is in full effect in bed. I'm telling yall, autumn/fall born besties are horny mfs (I can confirm).

like already being physically affectionate with you prior to even dating, she would move quick with pushing it further. your first kiss even evolved into a very heated makeout sess straight away, hands gripping skin under shirts or running through each other's hair, legs intertwined, spit dripping down chins because both of you refused to pull away for air (need!). and like it only but amplified from that point on.

I feel like the first time happens unintentionally. probably a drunk game of truth or dare that gets touchy and suddenly ning ends up slurping the cum flowing out between your legs, moaning against your pussy and grinding her cunt against your leg as you sit back against the couch, your hand in her hair pulling her in further. chanting her name raspily as you grind your hips into her mouth, her tongue feeling so incredibly good in your leaking hole. you yell out her name as you interlace one of your hands with hers, her thumb rubbing against the skin of your wrist as you cum all in her mouth.

she shudders at the same time you do, cumming in her panties from grinding against your leg, unable to stop herself from getting turned on eating you out. and you fucking love watching as her eyes roll back with her mouth on your pussy, feeling the heavy vibrations from her screaming into your cunt.

of course returning the favor for your gf, pinning her down under you and fingering her tight puffy pussy as she squirms. you LOVE fingering her despite being obsessed with the taste of her cum, because you couldn't get enough of how her face contorted with every thrust of your fingers in her cunt. the way her mouth would fall open, the way her eyes rolled back, the way she would tilt her head backwards and expose her sweaty neck, the way she would reach out for anything to dig her nails into (sheets, blankets, your clothes, or your skin!), the way her moans sounded sooooo fuckinggg heavenlyyyy. I mean have you heard this woman sing? the melodious sound of her voice chanting whines and whimpers of your name, knowing she'd sound like this for you and you only. to add on, she's fucking loud, so just the sheer volume of her moaning for you riled you on so much.

she's a squirter me thinks. she's a creamer in my stripper fic but that's only because I wanted her to make reader squirt oop- maybe you both are! I mean I think we can all agree that she's a master pussy eater right? I can only imagine how good she fucking feels with her skillful tongue and mouth. she knows exactly what she's doing even if she's had no experience, yizhuo just seems like the type to be insanely good at eating girlies out. every time I see her, I either so badly wanna get eaten out by her or eat her out. I just know she's so reactive and sensitive but is obsessed with cumming over and over again, overstimulation and all.

the prettiest girl to ever exist. so pretty between your thighs, so pretty around your fingers, so pretty taking your tongue, so pretty on top of you, so pretty under you, such pretty moans to slip from her mouth, such pretty expressions when she feels your touch. IM GOING INSANEEEEE!!! vvv switch coded! I know she gives extremely pillow princess energy, but she's so utterly in love and obsessed with you that she wouldn't dare let you go without an orgasm because you deserve it! either extremely service top or power bottom.

loves to play around with toys, but ultimately opts sticking to mouth and fingers because she loves feeling all of you always. though it's not surprising in the least that she has a wide sex toy collection; vibrators, dildos, strap-ons, cuffs/rope/bindings, blindfolds, floggers, gags, clamps, collars, you name it, she probably has at least one. is down to experiment with almost anything and is very adventurous, she just wants to have a good time with you!

ning is just a really passionate lover overall. because even after hours of fucking and cumming everywhere, she always makes sure you're okay :(( kissing you gently on the neck where her face is buried after a long session, rubbing your skin where there might be red marks or scratches or what have you, whispering sweet nothings into your ear, offering to get you a drink or run a warm shower/bath for you both. she makes you feel loved and that's the most important part (aside from the mind-blowing continuous climaxes she just gave you).

a/n - NING YIZHUO PLEASEEEE ONE CHANCE OH MY FUCKING GOD I REALLY HOPE YOU LIKE WOMEN AND ARE A PUSSY EATER-

[cherrytea556]

Lore Rekindled; The Lore Olympus that should have been

To be honest, I checked out the rekindled version before the original one and now having reading the original as well, it's extremely odd. Y'know goodbye volcanic high where the original was a mess but a group of 4chaners made a parody game which turned out to be of better quality than the original? This is like that but replace 4chan with tumblr users, mainly @genericpuff whose series is pinned in their tumblr blog where you can check all of the episodes, especially updated ones. In this post, I will be praising this series of how it fixes the problems of the original

The Pacing

One thing I notice about lore olympus and lore rekindled is the pacing. Not just the flow of the story but where it chooses to focus on. Now in lore olympus, the pacing is kinda a mess and its mainly to do with what it focuses on. An example is the magazine plotpoint; in the original, its basically kinda there in between doses to focus on other stuff like persephone and hades together, persephone's sa (i'll get to that later), eros story, zeus and hera etc...The flow generally isnt that bad per say (except for persephone's sa cuz that was way too quick) but for a story meant to be a romance between hades and persephone, you'd think it idk, it would focus on persephone and hades specifically, not eros which is another example of; its flashbacks. Eros specifically has such a dragged out flashback in episode 12 which we didnt need or at least with that much exposition when it should've naturally expand in the story and that's what rekindled does. The magazine plotline has turned into the first conflict of persephone and hades as we see how it affects their lives and relationships. This works for its pacing better because it doesn't give you too much stuff to jumble with, making the narrative more concise and easier to understand where the story is going. And with the flashbacks, rekindled cuts out the fat in the flashbacks from the original to a perfect balance where it gives exposition of the characters while also leaving mystery for the audience to be intrigued, my favourite one would have to be this (though it more of a nightmare than a flashback specifically speaking);

It's of persephone in a greenhouse her mother placed her in with this red eye thing following her from outside the greenhouse. I have no idea of this lurker if its her metaphorical rage or a danger in her life but either way, i am intrigued by its presentation.

The Characters

When reading lore rekindled and lore olympus, the characters are definetly an odd experience. For lore olympus, the characters arent exactly uh....great per say. I think the main reason for this is how their ultilised, with characters like eros, hera, hectate etc being there to mostly be a matchmaker for hades and persephone even if it was initially seen as wrong like with hera and hectate, be antagonistic as a way to have conflict between hades and persephone like minthe, demeter and recently leuce even if ones had reasons too like minthe with hades emotionally cheating on her and demeter because lets be honest, she had a point. Then there's hades and persephone, whoo boy where to start with them.

Hades starts off as a creep eyeing at persephone during a party, specifically at her body and still lusts persephone even being aware that shes 19 and he's 2000 years old. Also is a shitty boss, father AND contributes to slavery with it while being adressed in some way, doesnt change him which isnt good for a character that's meant to be the main protagonists love interest.

Persephone though, I can get the self insert vibes. From favouritism towards the story, being who most of the men in the story are attracted too, portrayed as a 'cinnamon roll' (they actually said that early on in the story, im not kidding) who cant do no wrong. She acts like a teenager rather than a young adult which makes the scenes where shes sexualised just more uncomfortable (and they already unnecessarily were) along with adding that uncomfortability to the romance

But with rekindled, they expanded on the characters much more than they originally were. Persephone for instance has turned from a 'sexy baby' legal teenager to an actual young relatable adult with agency and allows her to screw up (e.g, getting drunk on her own rather than eros drunking her). Her adult attitude makes the romance between her and hades not only more palpable, but also strays away from the infantilisation/uncomfortable sexualisation of her character which is nice to see. Hades also is written well in the series from how it acknowledges his faults while still making him likable. And thats the same for every character really, their personalities are much more fleshed out and nuanced which makes their characters feel real to life, gaining effectiveness for more emotional scenes with them. An interesting thing too is that they even expanded the magazine guy's character from making fake news for profit into feeling guilt over what they done, standing up for persephone which is a pretty nice change.

No Sa Plotline

Not like you cant have sa in your story ever but if you never planned it from the beginning and only did when people tell you that the scene you drew from your comic was sa then....maybe just not do it. Lore olympus does exactly that where while an attempt was made, it goes on to retcon it into making apollo (the guy who sa'd persephone) into a lesser evil like that would made a difference instead of just cutting it out from the very beginning. Lore rekindled thankfully just made apollo into his pilot version, a shitty bf but more likeable and expanded upon (which should have been his portrayal from day 1). His shittiness doesnt come up in the story, more like self absorbness/egotisticalness although with its recent chapter of the magazine guy offering persephone lunch, it might reveal some cracks or at least further down the story it will be revealed to us which futhers how effective rekindled character writing is in how its expansion of characters would give us the feels. That or portray him as not a good match for persephone, either way much better than the original.

Artstyle

Lore olympus has a pretty good artstyle (at least in s1/the early episodes, s3 is just kinda goofy) but lore rekindled has got a good artstyle which is on top, more consistent too. Here's some examples;

Comedy

It's objectively funnier than lore olympus, no question asked

All in all, if you want to read lore olympus, i recommend you to read the lore rekindled one instead as it's better in every way. Give it a read.

[wonik1ss]

౨ৎ Stay Until 2 ? — kim minji

001. age changer + written | masterlist

taglist : @technicallyimportantsweets @juhyunsthirdwife @jjkills @kimakento @fluffyji @somedaydream @emphobics @zey1ltn @lovepjohootoa @takpayahtahu @nwjsenthusiast @baewonlove @aeriniee @mygfiswonyoung @heekkicr @jinsoulinator @addorations @ssoursss @klvarchives @yerimbrit @gayforalll @haerinsloverr @slowlydifferentbluebird @yawnzlvr @technicallyimportantsweets @juhyunsthirdwife @kimakento @deersteel @hannibangggg @popasi @rianosis @jkwsel @eternalgayshits @dearyujimin

you took a deep breath before you turned on your stream. after a few minutes the comments started to roll in and your giggled did too. minju being one of them made your smile burn brighter.

“hay bun buns ! today we are going to be doing something a little different.. one of you will get to play fortnite with me..”. as you sighed your rolled your eyes at the comments.

@juju.beat — LET ME JOIN AND WHOP YOUR ASS !

@fan2821 — YAHH

@fan3826 — I miss haerin :(

“your so funny minju !”. you rolled your eyes as you looked to see minju donated 0.33 cents.

@juju.beat — suck it ;D <3

you made a heart to the camera then flipped it off, and more and more comments came.

“if you want to join me just check my newest tweet and put down your Fortnite user and discord so we can chat why’ll we play !”. after posting the tweet for a few minutes you just talked to your fan. while a couple miles away sixteen year old hyein was ecstatic to join her favorite youtuber. hurriedly hyein responded the the tweet her favorite bts playlist playing in the background.

then after a few minutes of geeking out hyein stationed herself at her computer loading Fortnite and discord in her pink pajama’s.

“hyein-ah get to sleep now !”

“yes mom !”. hyein ran to turn of her lights and after a few minutes turned on her leds. meanwhile you finally stopped drowning on about your new cat. opening up twitter for your stream your scrolled and waited a few minutes.

“and…. hye_iup on Fortnite and discord won ! pls accept my friend requests and we will finally start some gameplay !”. hyein eyes half opened jumped. did you actaully say her name?

just to be sure hyein checked and you were requesting to follower her. after some breathing exercises hyein accepted voice and joined your discord call.

“hi.. how are you?”

“42”. you paused. surely your hearing things..

“ok.. do you want to just jump-“

“ofcourse can’t wait to beat you this will be soooo easy”. you sat stunned for a minute before your competitiveness kicked in.

“I’ve been practicing !”. hyein pretend to yawn.

“we’re you practicing that one time haerin snipped you on her first game..”. your chat erupted and your jaw dropped.

“stop trash talking me and join the game!”. hyein giggled and then game began. a few fans snuck there way into your game and tried to help you. mean while hyein was dancing with a chicken.

“you have been quiet for a while.. um..”

“hyein ! and I’m dancing with a chicken ! remind me of my own..”. it took you a second to digest everything the girl had said.

“I’m grinding my ass off and you’re dancing withs chicken?”. for the discord called you heard two shots.

“she pulled a gun on me.. how disrespectful ! chicky would never do that to me..”

“your chickens named.. chicky..”

“Im.. se-twenty I’m not that creative sorry !”. after a few more minutes your both got into a flow. hyein would be doing some thing weird like dancing with the whole avatar crew.

“kinda wish kora was here though-“. you hummed and then heard two guns go off.

“she killed everyone”. you burst out laughing while hyein held a funeral for the gang.

or even meet you face to face but not know because you changed your skin.

“ugh.. idk why people choose bright skins there just asking to be killed..”. hyein went off for a good ten minutes before someone donated to you telling her that was you and she burst out laughing. two hours in hyein was complaining about her work when the game started to come to an end.

“like why did this old as teacher yell at me for not knowing geometry ! like- girl I learned that two years ago calm down”

“so your 17..?”

“totally”. as soon as that word left hyein’s mouth her character evaporated into thin air.

“WHAT THE- omg what !”. you giggled as Hyein went off.

“unfair !”. you could here her pout through the screen so you tried to brighten her mood.

“hay is it ok if I get your number so we can play more..? everyone seems to love your yelling..!”. hyein scoffed, but you were right. you usually had 50-200k people watching but you broke your highest record and had 3million people watching.

“uh— sure give me a sec..”. as you tapped your fingers on your desk hyein ran to her phone on her bed. after texting her bestfriend wonhak thirty times with no response she sighed and went back to her chair.

hyein was a troubled teen. with mostly b’s and some c’s and a f in phys ed. so when she asked for a phone for her sixteenth birthday she got a fat no. but you were y/n y/l/n ! so when hyein got back on the call she gave the only number she knew.

“sorry but I have school tomorrow bye ! can’t wait to beat you later !”. you giggled as after hyein left you ended your stream too. but as hyein brushed her teeth and finally went to sleep at twelve you texted ‘her’ at 12:15. the thing was the only number hyein knew that wasn’t a parents or cousins was minji her favorite cousins bestfriend.

[cxsmiicc]

her little devil - lady lesso x reader

happy halloween yall idk wym im totally not 20 minutes late posting this shush

warnings - smut, orgasm denial, eating out, light fingering, vibrator, possessive lesso, halloween party

posted on ao3 also <3

2.2k words

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You picked at your chosen costume, suddenly doubting if it was the right one. The red latex clung to you in ways you were unused to and growing insecure of, neckline dipping far lower than you would usually wear and skirt stopping mid thigh. More than a little alcohol had gone into this decision. Well, too late to change now. Grabbing the headband with horns attached, you slammed out of your room before you lost your nerve, smoothing your hair around the cheap plastic as you walked down to the party. Clarissa and her damn parties, ever since the schools had merged it seemed like there was one every other week. And she just had to have the wonderful idea for a costume party, as though you didn’t have enough on your plate with classes and grading and her.

You banished those thoughts to the back of your mind, you had a party to attend after all. Of course whether or not you wanted to was a different matter, you would much rather spend tonight hiding away with a bottle and a vibrator. If you could escape early that could still work, it all depended on how fast Clarissa could corner you into taking drink after drink. For all she preached about good deeds that woman could coerce anyone into doing damn near anything with minimal effort.

Swinging the door open, you spotted her immediately. She was facing you, gesturing for you to join her and whoever it was she was talking to the second you were visible. The mystery woman turned around and your mouth fell open in shock. Lady. Fucking. Lesso. Her hair was straightened and dyed black for the night and there was a drip of blood decorating either corner of her mouth. She smirked at your reaction to her outfit and fangs became visible, successfully creating a fiery heat between your thighs. It only became worse as your eyes slid downwards to the generous amount of skin on show, matching your own outfit in everything but length. Where your dress was short and flared hers was long and fitted, flowing down and accentuating her every curve before pooling on the ground. Breaking yourself out of the haze, you made your way over to the two of them, first smiling at Clarissa before turning your attention to your boss.

“A vampire? Very appropriate Red, if I can even say that with you looking like this.”

“Seems like I should call you that tonight. Even I didn’t think to be quite so on the nose with my costume. The Evil history teacher, dressed as the devil? Somewhat obvious, don’t you think Clarissa?”

The blonde could only stare at the two of you and giggle, already too tipsy to care about pretending she couldn’t sense the tension between you and her fellow dean.

Rolling your eyes at the state of her, you turned back to Lesso to keep the conversation going, “So, what gives with you putting in effort tonight? Call me crazy but you don’t exactly strike me as the type to go all out for a work party.”

“Maybe I just felt like dressing up,” she spun where she stood, giving you a glimpse of the low back of her dress and sending a wave of arousal crashing through you, “My reasons are none of your business, though you seem to be enjoying it just the same.” A wicked grin graced her features, red lips quirking upwards as her eyes flitted across your body. “I must admit, you don’t look half bad yourself.”

“Oh? Careful Lesso, that almost sounded like a compliment. Wouldn’t want the ice queen to show emotion now would we.”

She laughed at you, low and slow and right in your ear. Right when you didn’t think it was possible to be any more turned on by this woman and she goes and does it.

“Ice queen… now that would’ve been a good costume idea.”

“Ah ah, what happened to not wanting to be too on the nose.” It was your turn to smirk as she registered what you just said, eyes darkening with what you would swear was lust if you didn’t know who you were talking to. All of a sudden you felt a tear on your costume and she was forcing you out of the room before you even knew what was happening, one hand firmly on your hip and the other on your shoulder. Everything was a blur as she guided you all the way back to your room, flashing her finger at the door to open it before you collided with the ageing wood. It was only to fling you down on the bed that she finally let go, pacing the empty space on your floor and offering no explanation for what she had just done.

“Care to tell me what that was all about?”

Rather than answering, she just stopped her pacing and crashed her bloodstained lips to yours, kissing you with a desperation you didn’t think her capable of. Just as quickly as she had started it, she pulled away, both hands buried in her hair as she resumed her pacing.

“Do you even know what you do to me.” Her voice came out low and gravelly, sending another spike to your core at both the tone and her words. “Always prancing around the school in those little outfits, it was driving me insane knowing I couldn’t just tear them off and have my way with you. And then tonight, oh tonight,” You stood, drawing closer to her as she kept ranting, too caught up in what she was saying to pay you much attention. “You thought you could just waltz into that party with that much skin on show with no consequences?” She grabbed your wrists and slammed them against the wall above your head before tracing a hand down your torso. “That teeny tiny costume, oh so low cut with a skirt that barely covers your ass. Latex? Not your best idea, my little devil.” Keeping her hold on your hands, she slid a nail down the ripped neckline of your outfit, successfully exposing your breasts to her. “It all would’ve been fine, had it not been for your wardrobe malfunction. Only I get to see that much of you, are we clear?”

All you could do was moan in response as she lavished attention on your chest, drinking in the sight of you half bare and entirely at her mercy.

“I said, are we clear.”

“Mmm, we’re clear, we're clear.”

“We’re clear mommy.”

“Yes mommy, you’re the only one allowed to see me like this.”

“Good, now help me take the rest of this off. Latex is a bitch to sweat in, and I'm guessing someone’s more than a little bit worked up right about now.”

She released her hold on your wrists and you dropped your arms, allowing her to peel the dress off of you and discard it on the floor, leaving you in nothing but your black underwear and horned headband.

“I want to see you, please?”

“Of course, go lay down for me and I’ll be right there.”

Rushing back over to the bed, you lay on your back and craned your neck to get the best possible view as she dropped her dress to the ground and walked over with a sway of her hips that only darkened the visible mark on your panties. She wasted no time in straddling you and pulling you into another bruising kiss, swiping her tongue along the seam of your lips and gaining the access she wanted right away. It was everything you expected of her, rough and selfish while still showing enough care to keep you enthralled as her tongue swept through your mouth, swallowing each others moans as she rolled her hips across your stomach, leaving a trail of arousal in her wake. The pressure of her on top of you was almost too much as she maintained both the force of the kiss and the motion of her hips, groaning whenever her clit hit your skin. Your hands were buried in her hair, ruining the sleekness she had worked so hard for earlier that evening but now couldn’t care less about, not when the thing she had craved for so long was finally happening. She pulled away and you whined and attempted to pull her back in, earning a glare from the older woman as she slipped down the bed until her head was between your thighs. Lighting her finger once more to vanish your underwear, she began kissing down your thighs, slowly drawing closer to where you wanted her the most.

“Please…” you let out.

“Please what?”

Please eat me out, please mommy.”

“Anything baby.” 

Her tongue ran across your entrance and you gasped at the sensation, eyes falling closed and the sound morphing into a groan as she reached your clit. She nipped at the sensitive spot and you saw stars for a moment, the sinful moans leaving your lips only spurring her on. Focusing on your entrance, she kissed and teased at the flesh, dragging sounds you had never heard yourself make before from the base of your throat. Dipping her tongue into you, your back arched off the bed as she picked up the pace, plunging it in and out as your breath came in short puffs of air, most of which were immediately used up on the truly barbaric sounds you were making now. Your walls clenched around her as you reached the edge, spouting gibberish in an attempt to convey how close you were, only for her to retract her tongue and go back to marking your inner thighs. Whimpering in confusion, you opened your eyes to find her staring at you, lips still moving slowly against your skin. Pulling away, she licked the taste of you from her mouth before speaking.

“You really thought it’d be that easy? That you could wear that little outfit, tease me like that, and still get to cum?” The look in her eyes was dangerous, almost predatory.

You looked away, not trusting yourself to speak.

“Look at me,” she grabbed your chin, balancing herself by planting her other hand on your thigh. “If you can’t take it, don’t act like such a brat.” Leaning back onto her heels, she pulled you up with her, forcing you against the headboard when you were upright, mirroring her position and sitting on your own heels.

“Hands on the bed.”

The same glow that usually emanated from her finger this time came from her eyes, conjuring thick swathes of silk and binding your hands to the bed. Scanning the room for a moment, her eyes settled on something on your nightstand and she smiled, leaning over you painfully slowly to grab it. Hand wrapped around her prize, she went back to sitting opposite you, close but not quite touching.

“Now, just what do we have here?” Her hand unclenched to reveal your vibrator, the original plan for tonight before everything went sideways. “Is this what you were planning on doing after the party? Putting in an appearance and then sneaking off to touch yourself? And here I thought you were better than that.” She poised the toy over her entrance, fingers hovering over the settings. “Eyes on me love.”

Pushing it in with a groan, she started it on a lower setting and let her hands roam her upper body, stopping at her chest to tease her nipples, plucking at the bars going through them and successfully causing you to drip onto the sheets. One hand dropped down to turn up the intensity before immediately resuming rolling her piercings between her fingertips, letting every little sound fall from her open mouth, the blood long since smeared across your face and legs. Violet eyes bored into yours during her entire display, the colour barely visible around her blown pupils. The bed shook as she turned it up one final time, rocking her hips for more friction as she reached her peak, eye contact finally breaking as her head fell back and she released a wicked moan that had you writhing against the bonds, aching to feel something, anything other than the soft fabric of the bedsheets. She tipped her head back down, eying you hungrily.

Voice lower than usual she said, “Go on, say whatever it is you’re thinking.” 

The sight of her using your vibrator, the thing that had been inside you oh so many times now inside of her, had triggered some need inside of you that you didn’t know you had. Everything about what she had just done was driving you wild with need, as she could so plainly see by the wet patch on the bed beneath you.

“Please mommy, please touch me I need you gods just please.” Your voice came out far higher than you were expecting it to, barely less than a whine. “I won’t do it again, you’ll be the only one allowed to see that much of me.”

“Damn right.”

She advanced, two fingers easily slipping into your dripping cunt and lips muffling your gasp. The binds stayed around your wrists, rendering you putty in her grasp.

[cyberchronics]

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

jing yuan + brat taming... i think it'd be such a guilty pleasure for him.

push him to his knees in front of you, pull his hair every time he forgets to call you a honorific, force his head in between your thighs when he starts to get too mouthy and he'll thank you for it in the morning.

tell him to do something embarrassing and degrade him for it when he listens. treat the honorable general with no respect. make him into your good boy.

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Currently, Jing Yuan is being made to kneel like one of his soldiers. His hair is a mess, falling in his eyes as he looks up with a pleading look on his face. "I'm sorry, darling. Just, plea-" Before he can even finish begging, his hair gets pulled again and he's met with soft skin.

He gets the message, kissing up your thigh and sucking at the warmth between your legs dutifully. His hands are tied behind his back with a ribbon to keep him from touching his leaking cock, precum flowing down his stomach.

His tip glows an angry red as he unconsciously humps the leather of your boots, seeking the friction he desperately craves right now. Jing Yuan doesn't even notice until the light sound of laughter fills the room, his eyes following your own until he sees his rolling hips.

"You're such a horny slut. Can't even be patient enough to wait for me to touch you." He whines, still bucking against the shoe as his eyes roll back from the added pleasure of being insulted by you.

In no time he's thrusting frantically as he approaches the edge. Without waiting for permission Jing Yuan cums, strings of white coating his chest and your legs.

He pauses, trying to catch his breath as he clings to your body. He hopes, rather foolishly, that he'll be granted some mercy. But when the hard leather rubs against his sensitive tip, he regrets not listening yet again.

"Did I tell you to cum?" The sound of your voice sends a chill up his spine and feeling fingers grab his chin gives him tingles all over his body. With a half-lidded gaze he peeks up, accepting how fucked he is with a lazy smile. "No, but..." he hums, leaning into the palm of your hand.

"I'll be a good boy and take my punishment."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

a/n: idk why im pretending i wouldn't be whipped for this man... folding immediately

[cyjlovebott]

academics is nothing

yeonjun short smut adgdhasdg i couldnt help myself OK

porn without plot.

warnings : degrading, yeonjun not allowing y/n to cum, sucking tits, mean-ish yeonjun, unprotected sex (use protection nasties), giving head (f recieving), idk what else to put, lmk if theres anything else!!

genre : academic rivals 

part 1 here !

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“shit. can you hold on a little more y/n? i promise ill be fast.” my god, how could he say that? you were literally on the verge of cumming and he said that the most sexiest way possible. that made it so much more difficult for you to even hold it.

he started to lean towards you again, kissing your neck and pressing on the cute hickeys he made on your jawline with his tongue. “so pretty.” you could still hear him mumble, and pant as he jams his cock into you faster and faster everytime he lifts his hip from yours. 

earlier you two were fighting, both complaining about how both of you, the academic rivals, were chosen to be partners together on some stupid classics project. then it led to him kissing you to shut you up, then down your neck, then towards your chest, which led him no choice but to unbutton that polo and necktie you had on. which then led him to sucking your tits, to going further down, swaying your skirt downwards left and right while tugging on it. then he sucked on your pretty cunt that was glistening right infront of him, which led him to this.

ramming his cock non stop into you and hearing your moans were a melody to him. “fuck!, yeonjun!” you gripped onto his shoulder and he gave better grip by leaning downwards even more, which allowed you to feel his hot, shaky breath that was flowing around your neck, giving you goosebumps.

“my pretty slut begging to go faster hmm?” he teased, seeing how you rolled your eyes back, both in pleasure and in annoyance. “incase you didnt hear me properly,” he took one deep thrust into you which caused you to buck your hips “i said MY pretty slut. not no one elses, but mine. understood?” you clenched around him which caused his dick to twitch, knowing that you liked what he said, how ‘my pretty slut’ rolled off his tongue that prettily. 

“no one can fuck this pretty, tight hole of mine but me. okay? no one fucking else.” his voice grew to be even more shakier each thrust, deepening it each time he said a word, which matched the rhythm with his thrusts.

“im almost there baby,” he planted kisses on your forehead, your nose, your cheek, and finally, your lips. “okay y/n, you can cum now.”

you finally released that knot in your stomach that was growing and growing and you smiled when he plopped down next to you beside the big couch.

“academics is nothing.” he smiled, kissed you again and closed his eyes slowly.

when you opened your eyes, you felt a head in between your legs. but you found out who it was when you looked beside you, and how that tongue immediately plunged inside you when you looked down. 

“didn’t wanna miss my chance to study my baby more. plus, who said i was done?” he looked up at you with your mess all over his chin, licking your juice at the corner of his lips before attacking your pussy again.

a/n : here w yeonjun smut while writing 'just an extra!' might go thru a writinf block soon idk 😫

edit: WHAT THE DUCKCKSJWJDJ omg. 800?? u guys r absolutely incredible omg. look forward to more yeonjunnie 😻

[soapyghost]

EMBERS

Firefighter John Price x Fem! Reader

I constantly have Price brain rot so like have my horny thoughts. Hear me out- firefighter price. EH? EHHHH?? Ok fuck you im doing it :) Anyways- this is dedicated to my local fire department cuz they are FINE AF (i see yall at the grocery store how u doin)

So I’m planning on making this a series. A lil slow burn. Idk how many parts. Enjoy the ride. Lmk if you want to be put on the tag list.

Warnings: eventual smut!!! Fluff, fire, mentions of injuries, angst kinda? Use of Y/N. Let me know if I missed anything.

Tag list- @southernbluebellereader (thank you so much for letting me vent about this work ily)

Funny how the worst night of your life would lead you to the best night of your life. Waking up the the blaring sounds of an alarm, you roll over and blindly grab your phone. It couldn't be 7am already can it? You tap on the screen to reveal it's only 2:47am and that sound was not your alarm. It takes you a moment to realize the ear shattering sound is coming from the fire alarm in your kitchen.

Without thinking you fling yourself out of the embrace of the covers only to be met with thick, choking, black smoke. Sputtering you being to cough and eyes filling with tears as you drop to the ground. Crawling to the door on all fours you slowly make your way across the hard vinyl flooring. Again, you mindlessly grab the door handle only to immediately fall backwards onto your back at the searing pain now flowing through your hand. A scream escapes your mouth as you look down, and even in the dark of the room you can see the charred flesh of your hand.

This is it, you think, swallowing hard. This is how you go. Scared and alone in your shitty one bedroom apartment in the same shitty town you were born. They're going to find your body on the morning news, charred and nearly unrecognizable, wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and panties. You let out a sob as the tears begin to fall from your eyes, mixing with the soot in the air. The burning only adds to your hysteria. Curling up into the fetal position and rocking back and forth you wait for your end.

Suddenly the door to your bedroom is smashed open, wood chips flying everywhere. You scream again and fling your eyes open. Before you stands a giant, a monster. You let out another scream and begin shuffling backwards to the corner of the room. The large creature begins moving towards you and scoops you up like you were nothing. You'd come to terms with dying and becoming a crisp but not dying to a shadow. Squirming you try to get out of the iron clad grasp holding you bridal style. "I got one, she's alive" a voice comes from the monster. Its not until you're out in the hallway that you finally notice, its not a creature, not a monster, but a man.

Piercing blue eyes look down at you from the inside of a yellow hood, crinkling into a small smile. "It's going to be ok, shhh" the thick British voice says, muffled by the gas mask protecting his face. Gulping and holding back tears, you simply nod before putting your face into his chest.

Cold air hits your thighs as you breach the exit of the apartment complex. A gasp escapes your throat and goosebumps immediately cover your body. A small chuckle escapes the figure holding you. He sets you down on the grass, far out of the reach of the fire engulfing your home. You open your eyes to look upon your savior as he kneels down to remove his mask. When he does, the world seems to move in slow motion like one of those stupid commercials.

He's simply breathtaking, from his perfect blue eyes to the well groomed beard that graces his face. "You alrigh' luv?" he asks, reaching out a gloved hand to your shoulder. His voice shakes you out of your daze, back to the harsh reality that you are half naked on the grass outside the crumbling building you used to live in.

It's such a simple question, but after everything you've just been through, it hits like a ton of bricks and tears begin to well up in your eyes again. "Thank you" you hiccup out between sobs, holding tightly onto the hand on your shoulder. He grabs you and brings you into a tight embrace. The world stops, there's no more yelling, no more burning buildings, no more sirens. Its just you and him.

"Cap? You good?" a voice breaks through your fantasy, and you whip your head around to see yet another beautiful man. This one sporting a mohawk and beautiful hazel eyes. "All good here Soap, go." your savior commands. "Soap?" you croak, a huff of a laugh escaping you. Looking back to the man holding you together, a soft smile crawls upon your lips. "Ha, yeah. Long story. You never answered me luv, you alright?" he asks, pulling away slightly to look you over, suddenly realizing just how exposed you were.

Immediately he takes off his jacket and lays it on you, offering you some small form of coverage. "'M alrigh" you respond, breathless. Truth be told, you were far from alright, but that was all you could muster. The man smiles at you and begins to get up, but before you can think you reach out and pull him back, "please... please don't leave" you whisper. His eyes widen ever so slightly, before he holds you back. "Alrigh' luv I won't leave you, cmon'" he smiles, scooping you back up and taking you to the back of the ambulance.

Setting you down in the back, he readjusts the jacket to cover your lower half before looking back up into your eyes, "Names John" he says. You look up into the eyes of the man who just saved your life, "John" you say, testing out the feeling of his name on your tongue. "That's it luv, don't wear it out now ya 'ear?" he murmurs into your ear before finally untangling himself from you. A small whine escapes your throat at the loss of contact, and a blush rises up your face as you realize that he definitely heard it. He chuckles, "alrigh' love, I need to go back to my team, will you let the paramedics check you out?" he asks, looking deep in your eyes. You swallow thickly and nod, "will you come back?" you whisper, your face growing redder by the second. "Of course, luv" he says before cupping your cheek and smiling. He drops his hand, offering you one last smile before saying, “take good care of her eh Gaz?”. He turns his back and jogs back to the firetruck.

The paramedic begins to check you out, tending to your hand. He’s also good looking; tall, muscular and sporting a baseball cap. You notice he also has a slight accent. As he grabs the gauze to wrap your hand he says, “so you didn’t pay attention in school huh?” The remark catches you off guard and you simply blink in confusion at the man, did he really just ask you that? “You shouldn’t grab metal in a fire” he chuckles, finishing your hand and giving you a pat on the shoulder.

“Guess not huh” you respond sheepishly. Not only were you almost burnt to a crisp but now you’re getting chastised for not remembering elementary school training. “Ah, we all forget things in the moment. You’ll be ight” he smiles, placing his med kit back in the ambulance. You look down at the jacket covering your bare legs, it reads in all caps “PRICE”. John Price.

Johns smiling face rounds the corner just as Gaz finishes cleaning up, “how she lookin’ kid?” he asks, looking at you. “Ah she’ll be ight cap” Gaz responds, taking the unspoken hint to slip away and leave you two alone. You absentmindedly flex your hand, the feeling of the gauze on your hand unfamiliar and coarse.

“You alright sweetheart?” John kneels to be closer to your height, his eyes looking deep into yours. “Much better now. I don’t think I’ll ever forget to not touch metal” you laugh weakly. His laugh surprises you, deep and rich. The wrinkles by his eyes deepen as he laughs.

Now that the immediate threat of dying was over, you began to notice just how attractive John was. His muscles rippling underneath the tight long sleeve made your head spin. Or maybe it was the smoke inhalation. You could make out the salt and pepper greys in his beard and hair. And to top it all off, his beautiful blue eyes. You could get lost in them, you were lost in them.

A hand waves itself infront of your face and snaps you back to reality. You’d been caught and you blushed feverishly. “Luv?” John asked, “I asked ya a question.” “Oh ah uh. Sorry. Adrenaline” you answer, eyes darting to the concrete below, trying desperately to hide your face. “I asked if you got somewhere to stay?” He questions again. “Oh. Uhm. Yeah I can get a hotel.” You say, not quite sure how you’ll afford it but you really don’t have any option. “Well then, we’ll take ya” John smiles, holding out his hand.

You grab his hand and move his jacket so it’s resting on your shoulders. He leads you back to the fire truck where the rest of his crew is waiting. “Cap?” A man in a balaclava asks. “Were just taking.. hmm didn’t catch your name luv” John looks over to you. “Oh it’s Y/N” you say, blushing once again. “Beautiful. We’re dropping Y/N off a hotel” John states, recieving nods from his crew.

The ride there is quiet, John driving, the smell of smoke suffocating the cab of the truck. All the men looked exhausted, the one they called soap dozing off. But the man in the balaclava never took his eyes off you, never waivered. You found him odd, his stare unsettling you a bit.

When you finally make it to a hotel Soap wakes and opens the door for you, where John is waiting to help you down. He leads you into the lobby and before you can speak he says “one room for the lady please” to the receptionist. The woman behind the desk smiles and says, “sure thing John” before sliding him a key.

“But wait- I need to pay!” You exclaim. John simply laughs and extends his hand out again to lead you to your room. “No need to worry luv, this is on me” he smiles. You could get lost forever in that smile, would do anything to get to see it. The walk to your room seeming all too short, he drops your hand to unlock the door and holds it open for you.

“Get some rest alright?” He says, looking down at you. All the adrenaline has evaporated from your body and all you can think about is how comfortable that bed looks. You look up to him and whisper, “thank you.” He smiles again, before gesturing you inside. “Sleep well, luv’” he murmurs before closing the door and leaving you in the darkness of the hotel room.

You don’t even remember crawling into bed or even falling asleep. When you wake, you’re comfortably in bed still in John Prices jacket.

[kuroosdarling]

𝕽𝖔𝖔𝖒 𝟑: 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕲𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖞𝖆𝖗𝖉

⌈✘⌋- Starring: Werewolf!Atsumu

⌈✘⌋- cw: MDNI! unprotected sex, threesome, double penetration, anal play/penetration, using spit as lube (</3), cum play/eating, mentions of overstimulation, praise, creampie

⌈✘⌋- wc: 3.8k (will i ever write anything under 3k fml)

⌈✘⌋- summary: A dark room with a luminescent ceiling replicating the night sky, paired with the full moon itself. Sneaking around is impossible as each step you take is heard by the dangerous werewolf that’s stalking around. But he’s on the hunt for more than you would think. Be weary.

a/n: happy halloween!! i hope you enjoy this fic hehe im posting this and running away !!! <3 if they seem ooc… no they aren’t. just roll with it idk <//3 i haven’t written for them before !! O:

kinktober m.list

A howl pierces through the air as soon as you step into the next room. It looks like it was trying to replicate a hazy graveyard in the midst of a forest. The air was thicker in here, thanks to the dry ice flowing over everything. A chill ran up your spine, the room felt 10x colder here than anywhere else.

Taking a few steps forward, a batch of fake bats zoom past you, the rush filling your ears as you almost jump out of your skin. The eerie music playing seeps into your nerves, fraying them at the seams more and more each second.

There were two people up ahead in between the trees, tangled up with each other. As you got closer, it was clear it was two men pressed up against each other, the one with lighter hair had his lips pressed against the other's neck. Part of you felt like you were intruding but the other part had no shame. 

“‘Tsumu- We don’t have time for this. She’s going to be here soon.” One of them said. The other just laughs and continues what he was doing. “W-wait. I think she’s here. Get off of me.”

The man pushes the other off before slipping behind the trees and out of sight. The other one in question quickly looks around before his gaze fixated on you. He was still covered in the artificial darkness but easily made his way over; each step oozing confidence as he saunters towards you.

“My my, are ya lost little lamb? Why, I could just eat ya up.” He drawls on with each step.

The closer he got, the more you realize how built he was. His shirt was hanging open like someone had ripped it earlier – the top two buttons were torn right off, exposing the expanse of his chest. The pants he had on were turned into cut off short, gripping around his meaty thighs for dear life. It was incredible that they were still intact.

“i’m not lost.” you pout, taking a small step back as he keeps making his way to you. You stop as your back hits one of the trees in the room with him now towering over you.

“Ya sure ‘bout that?” he smiled down at you. The moment you eyes met his were you reminded of what had just happened in the other room. They looked almost identical, save for the hair and the fact that this guy had a different attitude than the other. 

“Wait-” 

“Ya know, I had a real problem with Samu getting to ya first.” Chills ran up your spine as he stepped closer into your personal space, his large hand grabbing onto yours before he pulled you even closer. “But I guess the best for last.” 

His lips crash into yours, effectively pinning you up against the faux tree as he swiftly dug his thigh between your legs. in an instant, all your senses were full of him. It felt like he was touching you everywhere but at the same time, it wasn’t enough. There was too much of a barrier in between you two and it needed to get out of the way. 

He pulls against his shirt roughly, ripping the rest of the shreds off of him, leaving him bare. Your hands glide over his chest before wrapping themselves around his back. His lips graze over your neck — leaving a soft kiss, moving down to give your collarbone the same treatment.

“Best for last? You do realize this is only the third room, Miya.” A monotone voice broke the silence, causing you to jolt away from ‘miya’. But his hold only tightens around you, pulling your body close against his warm chest.

“I thought ya ran off on us, didn’t think you’d be up for it.” He smirks, nudging his nose against your cheek as if he was claiming you.

“And miss out on this? Don’t be stupid.” He steps closer, the shadow lifting off his face as he comes into the light. “Or is that too hard for you to do?”

He’s beautiful – breathtaking even. His dark eyes met yours with a small smirk, taking you in just as you took him in. The twin moles on his forehead were delicately kissed by the artificial moonlight. His glossy, curly locks covered part of his face. Every inch of his body was made of muscle that was held in the mesh black shirt he wore. Even though it was dark, you could still see through it and drool over each defined muscle.

“Yer an ass.” 

“Just shut up and keep going.” He steps into your space, tucking his finger under your chin. “Hopefully the brute isn’t bothering you too much.”

“He’s not.” Nerves fill your stomach as his gaze sets almost too intensely onto you. His almost black eyes seem like they were piercing under your skin, already figuring out different ways he could ruin you. The look of a starved man who was about to devour a feast. 

“Good. Can I kiss you?” He asks sweetly, like he wasn’t just undressing you with his eyes. He seemed so well-put together but there was something else there that was lying under the surface, just dying to break free. You nod and within the next second, his lips are taking over yours. His tongue glides against your bottom lip before slipping into your mouth. You moan around his tongue, causing Miya to squirm behind you. 

“Oi.” He barks out, roughly pulling you away from the vampire. “Don’t hog her, Omi.”

“Don’t hesitate then.” You purr up at him, catching him off guard. His face melts back into the smug smile he was wearing earlier as he pulls you back in for a kiss. Omi let Miya have his way for a moment, directing his attention to your plush thighs. He trailed his finger up your leg, taking in your reactions as you moaned into Miya’s mouth.

“Better start prepping her, Miya.” His hand smoothes over your ass, effectively flipping your skirt up. His pinky brushes over your puckered hole, sending chills up your spine. As if he was waiting for your permission, he briefly pauses before whispering. “This okay?”  

“Yes, just go slow.” 

“Don’t worry angel, I'll help ya feel good while he preps you.” Miya said, swiftly getting down onto his knees before putting his face right in front of your cunt. He starts lapping at your clit like a man starved, swirling his tongue over every spot he can reach. Meanwhile, Omi stayed behind you, pressing himself up against the tree to steady him and you.

“Open your mouth.” He orders, his voice gruff. You immediately complied, opening your mouth as he slipped two fingers in. “Get them nice and wet for me, alright?”

“Always so bossy.” Miya mutters, taking a short break from devouring you. He winks up at the pair of you before getting back to more important matters. Each vigorous drag of his tongue had you leaning back against Omi, sucking on his fingers like your life depended on it. 

He leans in closer, his artificial fangs dragging along the expanse of your neck. Even though they were fake, they still pressed into your skin deliciously, eliciting chills all over your body. He removes his fingers with a pop as Miya continues playing with your clit. Your hips had a mind of their own as they start to grind against his face. You were quickly losing control – but you hardly cared.

Omi takes his other hand and spreads the globes of your ass for better access. Right as your body tenses from the small action, Miya slips a thick finger into your cunt. You mewl out, his fingers already feeling so good inside of you. It only made you more eager for the rest of him.

Omi’s finger poked at your puckered hole, slowly sliding into you. His movements were direct, concise but also cautious enough for it not to be too fast for you. He didn’t want you to be uncomfortable so he eases his finger in slowly. The stretch was strange but the more he filled up the space, the more you craved.

“Already taking me so well.” He purrs lowly in your ear, kissing down along your neck. “Such a good girl for us, right Atsumu?”

“Ya taste so delicious too. I could be down ‘ere all night and be happy.” Atsumu agrees, pulling apart from your clit for a moment just to answer. He gives you another wink before going back to devouring you. You grip onto his surprisingly silky hair as he has his way with you. Each drag of his tongue more determined than the last.

Omi starts moving his finger, stretching you out more. The sting of pain mixed with the overwhelming pleasure Atsumu was feeding you was making your head dizzy.

“Ready for another one?” Omi asks sweetly. Atsumu peeks up during his ministrations, his darkening eyes making direct contact with yours, almost more eager for your response than Omi.

“Yes.” 

“Yes, what?” He pushes, his finger teasingly trailing along your entrance.

“Yes please.” You whine, pushing your hips back against him.

“Good girl.” He chuckles, sliding his next finger in. The grip on Atsumus' hair tightened, sending a moan directly into your cunt.  Your back arches off of Omi as you feel your core start to tighten up, effectively taking his fingers in deeper. He stretched you out as Atsumu pulled away. A whine slipped past your lips and all he could do was offer his smug smile.

“I can't wait anymore— ‘need to be in ya.” Atsumu said, getting up to fish his achingly hard cock out of his pants. He didn’t even give you a chance to fully look at it before you felt the thick length slip between your thighs, rubbing itself against your slick folds. You let out a gasp that was easily consumed by Atsumu, his lips overpowering yours as Omi continued his onslaught.

“Ready f’me angel?” He spoke against your lips. All you could do was nod. “Can’t hear ya, need ya to tell me. Just noddin’ and grindin’ on my cock isn’t enough. Gotta know ya really want it.”

Omi lets a chuckle out from under his breath as he slips a third finger in, muttering something about how much of a tease Atsumu can be. 

“Please ‘Tsumu-” The nickname you heard earlier slipped out. Little did you know it was one of his weaknesses. He didn’t bother responding, his head was dizzy with your sweet cries. He pushes in, his cock bullying its way all the way for his tip to lightly kiss your cervix. You grip into his biceps, leaving little half-crescent moons in its place.

“So tight–” he pauses for a moment as he feels you suffocating him between your warm walls. He rests his forehead against yours for a moment, trying to collect himself. “Omi, ya gotta hurry up, gotta fuck her right now. I don’t think I can wait.”  

“Patience, Miya. Have a little self-control.” He chastises, flicking his wrist in all the right ways as he continues to stretch you out. You swore he was made for this, each motion had you clenching around him, and Atsumu.

“Ya slip into her little pussy and try to have self control.” He mumbles with a pout, moving his hips forward. You weren’t even sure if he was aware he was doing it – he just felt too lost in the way your walls hugged him so tightly. As Atsumu starts to hump against you, Omi slipped his fingers out of you and started to unzip his pants.

Atsumu hips move a little faster, picking up the speed as he lets out a vulgar groan when he feels you squeeze his cock. Omi’s cock lays along your backside, and your eyes widen in surprise. From the feeling alone, you could tell it was big – really big. 

“Darling – relax.” Omi cooes in your ear as his fat, mushroomed tip presses against your entrance. How the hell was something that big going to fit inside of you? As if he could read your mind, he reassures you. “Don’t worry, it’ll fit.”

Atsumu reluctantly slows down to a stop, keeping his cock in place as Omi prepares to push into you. The pair were being extra reassuring, placing featherlike kisses all over you as you tried to grind back onto Omi, more than ready to take him on.

“Omi-” you mewl out. In a flash, his mouth ghosts the edge of your ear, breathing out a soft chuckle against your skin as he roughly pushes the rest of himself in. A broken moan slips past your lips as your fingernails dig further into Atsumu’s biceps. 

“It’s Kiyoomi.” He murmures, stealing a quick nip from your earlobe. Heat rushes to your face as his hand slides all the way up from your arms to your shoulders before he loops his fingers around your throat. He pulls you closer into him from his hold on your neck so you’re leaning back onto him as he slowly starts to move his hips.

The stretch was incredible, you had never felt so full than you did now but you still craved more. As if Atsumu could read your mind, he slipped two of his fingers into your mouth. Your tongue swirl around them. Atsumu lets out a low groan at the sight as he shoves them further down until you’re happily gagging on them. He immediately moved them so he could capture your lips with his, absolutely intoxicated by how good you feel around him. His cock brushes against Kiyoomi’s, separated only by the thinnest barrier. Everything was setting him off and he needed to release all the pent up energy he was holding in.

“Takin’ yer time Omi? Or are ya just tryin’ not to bust already. It’s okay if it’s too much for ya, I can take care of her from ‘ere.” Atsumu teases as his thrusts start to pick up speed. Similar to his brother, the more lost in the feeling he got, the thicker his accent got. Omi quickly shot him a glare before he roughly grips onto your hips, pushing you back into him as he starts to drive his hips against yours.

“Just easing her into it.” He said, his thrusts moving in time with Atsumu’s. “Wasn’t trying to ruin her – but if you insist.”

“Hah– I can feel ya omi,” Atsumu lets out a gasp, “God, yer cunt just keeps suckin’ me back in. Tell me how ya feel sweetheart – how good we’re makin’ ya feel.”

“So good-” you mewl out, trying to ground yourself by piercing your fingers into Atsumu’s biceps. 

“Yeah? C’mon, tell me more.” He pushes, driving into you harder as you try to collect yourself. Everytime to try to open your mouth, more moans spill out. “Need ya to say it.”

“So full, can feel both your cocks so” you hiccup, “so deep.”

“She’s so damn tight.” Kiyoomi says, reaching over your head to give Atsumu a searing kiss. You could hear their tongues swirling together and it only made you want them more. You reach up to join in, the two eagerly accepting you as you take part in the three-way kiss. Everything was so messy, you weren’t sure who’s spit was whose but it didn’t matter. The three of you were getting lost in each other and all you could do was ride the high.

Their hands grab at different parts of your body as they drill into you. Atsumu was constantly moving, never staying in the same place for long. But Kiyoomi had his hands nestled onto your hips, trying to push as deeply as he could into you as he kept your skirt lifted up above his grip.

Atsumu savord the feeling of how your cunt fluttered and tightened around him, trying to coax him into an early release. But he’d be damned if he finished before you or Kiyoomi. He snakes his hand down to play with your clit. Not one to be one-upped, Omi follows suit and reaches his hand down as well. You let out a choked moan as the two wrestle their fingers over your clit. They find a decent rhythm that drives you all the way to your high. 

“‘M gonna cum.” you choke out, holding onto anything you could get your hands on. You settle for grabbing onto Atsumu’s bicep while your other hand reaches around to pull at Omi’s hair, eliciting a deep groan from the ravenette. 

“Then cum for us,” Omi cooes, sinking his teeth in the junction between your neck and shoulder. 

“Yeah c’mon angel, show us how good we’re makin’ ya feel. Wanna hear how sweet ya sound when ya cum all over our cocks.” Atsumu’s words have you tumbling over the edge as elongated, saachirene mewls fall from between your lips. 

Atsumu's pace slows down a little bit as he watches you come undone over his cock, relishing in the sensation of you clamping down on him with all your might as you reach a blissed out harmony. Omi on the other hand, didn’t relent. It only spurred him on when you came, allowing him to chase the high he desperately sought.

The grip on your hips tightened to the point where you knew there would be bruises in its place tomorrow, but you couldn’t care. Overstimulation started to set in as your eyes threatened to spill tears you didn’t even know were lingering along your lashes. Atsumu hurried his pace along, eager to reach his high as well.

Kiyoomi was the first to cum with a beautiful groan as he quickly slips his cock out to release all over your lower back. You can feel his arm quickly moving behind you, no doubt as he furiously fucked his hand through his orgasm. He graces your shoulder with a small kiss of gratitude before leaning his head back against the tree he was still pushed up against.

Atsumu followed shortly after, but with much less grace. He pulls your body impossibly close, not even bothering to pull out as he spills into you, loud moans filling your dizzying mind. His lips flew all over your neck and shoulders, kissing every inch of you he could as he slowed his hips to a stop.

“You weren’t supposed to cum inside of her, idiot.” Kiyoomi gave Atsumu a disapproving look. 

“Well, yer the vampire. Can’t ya just suck it out of her?” He smirks. “Otherwise we’ll both get in trouble.”

“I swear you’re going to be the death of me, Miya.” 

“What a hell of a way to go though, right?” He wiggles his eyebrows over at you and you suppress the urge to giggle. Kiyoomi turns his attention back onto you before stepping closer into your space.

“Ignore him and just focus on me. I’ll take good care of you.” His voice tickling your ear before he slowly starts kissing down your body, taking his time with each soft touch. Kiyoomi drops to his knees, eagerly situating himself between your thighs before he bit a small mark into your inner thigh, smoothing it over with a messy kiss. You let out a slight gasp, causing his eyes to flit up to yours.

“Kiyoomi please-” You whine out, trying not to rub your thighs together. He keeps them spread apart as his tongue trails up your thigh, collecting any cum that was already flowing out of you. 

He dug his nose against your clit before lapping against your folds, taking in everything that Atsumu left behind. He did it in a fashion that felt like he was used to cleaning up after him – that he had a nasty habit of fixing Atsumu’s mistakes. Once he slightly sucked against your clit, you felt your high start to overpower your senses. You latch your fingers into his thick curls, tugging on them slightly as he moans directly into your cunt.

Each slow drag of his tongue against you had your head spinning. He was eating you out like his life depended on it, getting every last drop of Atsumu’s cum. Your eyes flicker up to Atsumu who was staring at Kiyoomi’s handiwork with an intense gaze. His eyes met yours a moment later, watching you unravel against his friend’s tongue.

As if it wasn’t enough, he threw one of your legs over his shoulder, trying to drown in your essence. One hand was firmly grasping your ass while the other was gripping the top of the thigh of the leg tossed over his shoulders. You could hardly get a word out, the only thing leaving your mouth were broken moans and low whimpers. It only drove him to give you more, to try and pull out every kind of noise he could get from you. 

“That’s it, show him how good he’s makin’ ya feel.” Atsumu encourages you as your head hits the back of the tree. Everything was building up so quickly, your second orgasm threatening to snap with each flick of his talented tongue. “He gets off on that.”

Kiyoomi hummed in approval, vibrations being sent through your cunt and directly up your spine. Your eyes roll to the back of your head at the feeling, digging your fingers further into his beautiful hair. One last swipe of his tongue over your clit was all it took to push you over the edge. He didn’t bother relenting as you release over his face, crying out into the void as blinding pleasure took over. Atsumu quickly silenced you with his lips, consuming your sweet sounds, feeding off of them as if it was his lifeline.. 

They both pull back at the same time as you pant heavily. Kiyoomi rises up, your release evident all over his mouth and lower jaw. Atsumu notices it too, quickly taking action as he grabs him by the back of the head.

“I wanna taste too.” He said, pulling him in for a deep kiss. You watch as the two have their way with one another. They pull apart, focusing all of their attention back onto you.

“You were divine.” Kiyoomi said, kissing your cheek as he helps adjust your dress. Atsumu smiles as he kisses your other cheek.

“Agreed. But I think we agree that the werewolf fucks better than the vampire, right?” He smirks over at Kiyoomi who just rolls his eyes.

“Ignore him. No need to answer as we all know the truth here.” He easily replies, putting his fake fangs back in his mouth. Atsumu gave him a pout before turning back to you, waiting for your approval.

“I’d say it was about even. But maybe we can test it out another time.” You suggest, fixing your hair as you start making your way to the next room. “But only if you can find me, of course.”

The two can only watch as you walk off, each of them already planning on what they’d like to do to you the next time they see you.

[paddockbunny]

Hey could you do one for lando Norris with 4 and 5 from nsfw prompt list

"We need to do something about him"

Summary : What happens when Lando shares his house with one Mr Fewtrell but Lando and you both love spontaneous, unplanned sex? Rating : 18+ Pairing : Lando Norris x Reader Word Count : idk like 1,500? Warnings : NSFW, adult material, 18+, language, interrupted sex, oral female receiving, oral male receiving, slight fingering Gif found : @oscar-piastri 💞 Author's Note: Im going to put Prompt 5 before 4 in this so it flows better - AKA I wrote 5 before 4 ha!

5. Caught eating you out

“Baby….” Lando moaned as your concentration lapsed on the game and you crashed into a wall. You couldn’t help but laugh because Lando was looking at you like you had done it on purpose. In truth, you probably did do it on purpose. You hated playing these games with him because you were so bad at them and he literally did it for a living. He couldn’t help but laugh when he thought about restarting for the seventh time in half and hour. If it were anyone else he would have been annoyed but because it was you, he found it strangely adorable. He moved to get his drink from the table and your eyes trailed with him. As he drank you drank in his physic. You almost moaned watching him resettle on the sofa. The grey sweatpants really didn’t do much for your imagination. But then, it looked like he wasn’t even wearing underwear so who could blame you for salivating at the thought of your boyfriend’s dick. He caught you looking. His eyes following yours and then smirking.

“See something you like?” He chuckled and you rolled your eyes in an attempt not to make it obvious. Lando didn’t resume the game. He put the controller in his hand down and you didn’t even know how he had managed it so quickly but the next thing you knew you were flat on your back. Your own sweatpants were off and he had your legs spread open for him. Fuck. As Lando gently parted your folds with his fingers and licked a across your soaking wet pussy in a confident action, you moaned loudly. He liked hearing you moan for him. You learned that very quickly into your relationship and you continued moaning as he used his tongue to start flicking at your sensitive little clit. Lando had learned a lot in the months you had been dating. He was cocky now he knew how to make you cum. He slipped his finger inside of you and he found the spot he knew would start to have you falling over the edge. His name tumbled over your lips as your breathing got more and more out of control.

“Lando…” You sighed deeply and “I’m gonna…” You were right there. Right on the tip of an orgasm ripping through you.

“FUCK! MATE!” Max’s loud booming voice filled the room. He wasn’t supposed to be there. He was out tonight. Why was he walking in on you both?

“Lando!” It came out as a shriek. If Max hadn’t just walked in it would have been twice as loud and you would have been in the throws of utter bliss. But Max had walked in. And the sudden withdrawal of Lando’s tongue on your pussy made you somewhat angry. You really wanted to tear Max’s head clean off right now. Lando sat back on his thighs.

“FUCK!” He practically roared in frustration as he wiped at the collection of spit and your wetness that was dribbled down his chin. You realised you were still exposed, your legs still wide open, pussy on full display. No matter now much you wished Lando would just continue - ignore his rude little friend - his assault on your pussy with his tongue but by now you were far to full of utter embarrassment. You grabbed a pillow and it prompted Lando to move. He had his own problem to cover up before he went and chewed out his best friend for coming home early. The tent he was harbouring in his clothing should have been a confidence boost to you that your boyfriend was so overwhelmed giving you pleasure he was so rock hard now. But as you grabbed your sweatpants from the floor and forced them back on, Lando angrily left the room to find out why he was interrupted while trying to make you cum and get an answer to why he wasn’t railing you senseless right now.

4. Caught giving him a blowjob

You smiled at seeing how hard Lando was concentrating. His tongue popping out of his mouth as he rolled the biscuit dough out so it was even all over, just like you said. These little domestic moments with him made always made you feel very content and overwhelmingly happy. “Now we dust this with flour.” You said and held the bag of flour out toward him. He took only a pinch when he should have taken more and sprinkled it instead of dusting it. “More like this…” you grabbed a bit more of a handful and made sure the dough was covered in the white powdery substance.

“Hey!” He shouted “the biscuit stuff not me!” He laughed as quite a bit of it had gone on his black expensive t-shirt. You glanced and couldn’t help but laugh at the way he was looking down at himself. In a split second the way he was doing such an innocent action such as looking down, had your mind flashing the mental image of him looking down at you as you blew him in front of your eyes.

It had been over a week since you last got on your knees for him. He had been busy, he was away racing, and you had been busy with your own stuff. Sure, the pair of you had had sex since he came home but your mouth watered at the thought of his cock sliding in and out of it. He gently said your name and hinted back at the dough, snapping you back out of your daydream. With a whispered; “right…” under your breath you picked up with cookie cutter and started pressing it down to create shapes. He asked to do it and so you handed it to him and observed him repeating your actions. He was practically pressed right against your body. His right side against your left, radiating heat and making you go so far to say you felt woozy or drunk off the most minuscule of touches. You couldn’t help but move behind him, slowly wrap your arms around his middle and look over his shoulder every now at then to make sure he was doing his job properly.

“Y/n” he says your name shakily as your hands glided over his stomach. You swore you felt him shiver when your hand travelled down a little lower. Your fingertips just dipping below the band of his boxers. “What about the biscuits?” He whimpered “Forget about them.” You replied as he immediately turned and his mouth fell straight upon yours. Kissing you with feverish urgency. You were hungry, but only for him.

It took you less than a few minutes to be on your knees in the middle of the kitchen, pulling his clothes down hurriedly as anticipation washed over you. You were almost ravenous when Lando’s cock finally sprung free in all of its thick, hard glory. No exaggerations we’re meant when you licked your bottom lip as your hand rolled up and down his sturdy shaft. And when a loud exasperated sigh left him when your finally circled around the throbbing tip of his cock with your tongue, you moaned. Slowly you began to take him. Inch by inch he disappeared into your mouth and what you couldn’t take in your mouth your hand worked on. You could feel Lando’s eyes on the top of your head just before he took a fist full of your hair and pulled you back so he could see what his beautiful, stunning girlfriend was doing to him. He practically whined when you hollowed out your cheeks and sucked on him.

“OH MY GOD!” Lando shouted loudly and initially you thought he was really enjoying the blowjob you were giving him but then all of a sudden he was pushing you off him.

“What the fuck! In the kitchen?!” Max’s voice came echoing around the room and you were now seriously pissed off. It had only been weeks since he caught Lando eating you out on the sofa and having him here was beginning to be a bit of a problem. You heard the door to the kitchen slam shut and you sighed as Lando began to hurriedly pull his sweats up and hide his still hard cock.

“We really need to do something about him.” You complained as you got back on your feet. “Send him on holiday or something.” You added and Lando laughed and you noted how he didn’t disagree with you.

“It’s like he has radar for giving me blue balls.” He groaned and it made you giggle. You mentally noted to solve those blue balls of his later on tonight when hopefully Max would be asleep in the other side of the house.

[xxizombiexx]

Dabi x FEM! Reader

Villains Girlfriend

Warning- p in v, use of toys, bondage, reader being described as "cute" "adorable" and "clueless", being gagged, oversimulation idk how to spell it

If you would have looked at her, and then at Dabi, you would have never guess they would be together. She was a adorable person. Always dressing in cute clothes and dressing up just to go to the convince store. But him on the other hand, he was very, edgy. Always wearing black, and dark clothing. Such a cold heart he has. But he can't help but smile at his cute little girlfriend sometimes. She was so adorable, yet so clueless. So stupid. She would do anything Dabi told her too.

So that's why, right now, she's on her knees, all tied up from him. Her hands were tied behind her naked back. Ropes hugged her body tightly. From her arms being tied together to her thighs. Dabi could only chuckled, as she whine and cry as the vibrator attacked her sensitive little nub. All she could do was make those noises, since the gag in her mouth was preventing her from saying anything.

Dabi, on the other hand, sat back in his chair, his one hand palming his hard cock through his pants and the other on the remote controlling the vibrator. He loved seeing the sight of her tied up before him. He could only chuckled, as he watched the girl squirm just from a little toy.

Just wait until you get the real thing.

"What's that, doll? You want me to turn up the speed?" Dabi asked, smiling like a psychopath. Because he is one. But that's besides the point. The girl practically begged for him not to turn it up. Her little pussy couldn't take it anymore. She needed to cum. But, Dabi being Dabi, she couldn't or else there would be consequences.

So that's what Dabi did. He turned it up to the highest level. Y/n moaned and moaned, squirmed and whined. The vibrator on her clit was driving her insane. Dabi chuckled, as he pulled out his phone to take a picture of her all tied up. That's definitely going to be his new lockscreen.

Gotta cum, gotta cum. Was all she thought, rolling her eyes back into of her head. Y/n moaned loudly over the gag, as she felt the knot in her stomach snap. Her juices ran down her thigh. She knew Dabi was gonna be angry, but it was almost- no, impossible to hold back her need to cum.

"Oh, what happened, doll? You were being such a good girl, now look at you. You didn't even ask permission." Dabi said, getting up from his seat in the chair. The girl whined.

"I-m s-srow-ey!" She mumbled, with tears streaming down her face. Dabi could only shake his head in disappointment and tsked. He turned off the toy that was attacking her sensitive nub. She left out a sigh of relief, it being muffled sounds over the gag.

"Yeah, yeah." Dabi said, pushing you down, so her face met the floor. Dabi kneeled behind her, unzipping his black jeans, and letting his cock free from his boxers. He looked down her, looking at how wet her pussy was; her juices flowing down her thigh. Dabi gave no time, thrusting into her. His thick, pierced cock filling up her aching cunt with just one thrust.

Y/n moaned out in pleasure and sensitivity. (E/c) eyes, rolled back.

Dabi could only chuckle, watching you in this state. He pulled out, leaving only the tip in your hole, before slamming back in. "D-Dabi, i-im gon-na cum~" She moaned, throwing her head back in pleasure.

Dabi continued to thrust in and out, him also throwing his head back in pleasure of how her walls tightened around his cock. "Yeah-yeah go ahead." He groaned out, feeling himself to grow closer and color to cumming. And that's what she did. She squirmed all over as she rides out her high. Dabi's chest shined with Y/n juices.

His paste started to slow and become sloppy, before he came inside of her, groaning out in satisfaction.

Words- 708

This is so rushed lol

[moody4world]

You idk if you taking requests but you know that one award show moment where Nicki Minaj is like “Shoutout yo Donatella for custom making this dress for me and shoutout to Michel B Jordan because he gonna be taking it off me tonight” PLEASE do one where Jack says something along those lines omg 😭😂 I just feel like Jack would say that about the reader

Big shout out

A/N: This is rapper!reader i hope that’s okay. I got this request a while ago but im glad i could finally get to it.

Jack and You have been friends for a couple years now. Both your careers started around the same time and you two became close after being part of the XXL freshman class of 2020. Jack was always very supportive of you and you of him.

He would give you advice on how to deliver your bars and flow while you would give him advice on his lyrics and beats. Things tended to get a bit hectic when albums had to be dropped and tours had to be done but the two of you always made time for each other.

Whether it’s a facetime or a brief text or a voice recording, you guys did not go a day without hearing from one another. Most people believed that the two of you were dating until you made an instagram post revealing your brand new relationship with Polo G.

That was your first mistake. Posting a brand new relationship was never a bright idea and unfortunately you learned that the hard way. You and Polo had a rough start to your relationship due to claims of him talking to other women while we he had you convinced that he was loyal. The two of you would break up and make up constantly and your business would be on gossip pages every few weeks.

On the other hand, Polo always had an issue with Jack being the friend you confided in during your fights with him. It ended up with him dissing Jack in one of his songs which simply lead to another fight between the two of you even though Jack never gave any reaction in return. December 2021 you finally had enough and posted an official announcement that Polo G no longer have or want anything to do with one another. Your comments were flooded with mixed reactions but sadly, most of them were saying how this is just another one of your stupid fights and you would take him back again.

This time you had put your foot down and wanted to start your 2022 peacefully with brand new goals ahead. Throughout all your drama, Jack never treated you any differently. In fact the two of you got even closer after your break up and dropped an album together in March. You had made an instagram post wishing him a happy birthday and it went viral unintentionally.

“The guy she tells you not to worry about.” Was what everyone but mainly men were saying. The thing is, you and Jack had never crossed any lines of friendship. Everything between the two of you has always been strictly platonic except for a couple suggestive jokes here and there but that was normal between friends. Everyone around you and Jack always say that there’s a spark and lots of tension between you two but neither of you ever acted on it.

Around may you noticed Jack started flirting with you a lot more and the lines of friendship began to blur. It wasn’t surprising but at the same time you were never prepared for the things he would say. “Megan asked you to perform at her birthday party right?” “Yeah, i’m excited.” “Isn’t it at a strip club?” “So?” “If I come will you do a dance?” He said it with such a straight face and that only made it more shocking to you. No smug or goofy smile that he usually had when he was joking.

The flirting went on for months and you were definitely flirting back.

September rolls around and it was soon to be the VMAs. You were set to perform your new song with Flo Mili and Jack was opening and co-hosting the show. You were getting ready in your hotel room with the help of your team when your phone started ringing and of course it was Jack.

“I’m getting ready what do you want?” You say while your makeup artist applied your eyeshadow. “Damn. No hello? Let me see you, all I see is the ceiling.” “Jack I can’t move too much i’m getting my makeup done.” You lifted the phone facing you and Jack let out a loud whistle that even startled your make up artist. “WHEW you look so fine my goodness.” He had a giant smile on his face just like a kid on christmas. “That color looks beautiful on you.” You were a giggling and flustered mess. “Thank you. Now show me your snazzy suit Mister Givenchy.” Jack panned the camera down to his all black suit that was snug around his small waist and just right around his wide shoulders. He looked so good you could just eat him up.

“You like what you see huh?” “Yeah I need me some of that.” You flirted back with no hesitation. “You don’t need Givenchy, you need jesus.” “That was disgustingly cringe worthy Jack.” You shook your head at him. “I’m gonna let you finish getting ready. Can’t wait to see your beautiful ass in that dress.” “You just saw me in the dress.” “Yeah but I didn’t see your ass cause you’re sitting on it.” Both of you couldn’t hold back your laughter this time as you hung up the call.

Once you got to the VMA’s black carpet everyone went wild over your dress and how beautiful you looked. The night went very well and you were having a good time. You enjoyed Jack’s opening performance and the two of you were sitting not too far from each other so you would dance to songs together and lip sync to one another.

Jack was nominated for multiple awards and he had already won 2. This next category was his last nomination and it felt as if you were more nervous than him. “And the award goes to…JACK HARLOOOOW” You screamed of excitement as Jack got up, hugged you and dapped dj drama who was sitting next to him up, before going on stage to receive his final award of the night.

“Wow…three in a row that’s a new record.” The crowd cheered loudly as he took a moment to admire the trophy. He let the crowd calm down before yelling into the mic. “BITCH I TOLD YOU” and the crowd went wild all over again. “I just want to thank everyone on my team, my producers, my parents.” “And just before I go I wanna give a big shout out to Givenchy for custom making this suit for me and shout out to y/n cause she’s gonna be taking it off of me tonight. Thank you.”

The stadium was louder than ever. Your hand was covering your open mouth in shock of what Jack had just said live at a world known award show. You could feel your cheeks get super warm as everyone else was cheering at his boldness. You two definitely had a lot to talk about later that night. Once the show was over and you guys left together, not much talking was done. Unless body language counts….if so, more than enough was said.

[icypenguin]

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HEY GUYSSSIJHSIHSJOHS im finally uploading heehe ill upload for tomorrow and sunday too :D btw this will take place in modern au! reader is a female (sorry T-T) and i suppose its hurt/comfort so enjoyyy!

note: [f/a]: favourite animal

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prom was coming soon, everyone was excited ofcourse. you looked at lyney who was poking his lunch food. he looked lost in thoughts which is very odd. “hey lyney? you okay?” you tried talking to him but he didn’t budge. “lyneyyy?” you tried to call out for him again. but no response. “LYNEYYY!” he finally noticed your calling. “huh- oh” he looked at you with a straight face. “hey.. what’s wrong? you seem.. um idk, worried?” you looked at him with worried eyes. he’s never been like this before. “whaaat?! no way! ofcourse i’m not, i’m the brave and charming lyney!” he added a wink at the end. you chuckled at his response but then back to seriousness. “okay okay quit the joke, what’s wrong?” “nothing’s wrong y/n everything is fine!” he forced a smile on his face. you know you can’t really do anything else so you went with the flow.

“fine.. anyway, have you got someone in mind for prom?”. he placed a finger on his chin “mm i guess so…” a grin was added to his face. you didn’t know how to react, worried, glad, happy, sad, frustrated? “OOO who is ittt?!” you tried to act like you were excited but at the bottom of your heart, you were worried. your heart beated fast for him to say his answer. badum badum badum.. “hmmm… i can’t tell youuu! it’s a suprise ofcourse, just wait~” he winked again and now starting to eat his lunch.

you knew this was going to be his answer so you rolled your eyes and acted like you didn’t care. well, you didn’t want to look like you’re desperate for him because you think he’ll probably make fun of you anyway. well, the thought hurts you. “whatever i don’t care anyway” you tried acting cool and stuff. lyney hearing your response, it hurts him. he thought you’ll well- idk? beg for him to reveal the answer. but he’s not ready to say it anyway.

the bell rang, you both got ready to head to class again. “what do you have next?” you asked while you cleaned up your food. “bwiowogwe-“ “what?” you looked at him, his mouth was full of food. he looked like a chipmunk with nuts full in its mouth. you giggled at him, he always got his ways to make you laugh. “lyney! what do you think you’re doing?” you chuckle again. he tried to chew his food down but ofcourse it was tough so he mixed it with some water (idk if u think thats gross or what but u understand right? thats lyney).

after 3 minutes he finally swallowed all of the food in his mouth. “i have biology next” he answered like nothing happened. you chuckled again and smiled “great! we have the same class. now let’s hurry up!” you both quickly ran into the classroom because you were already late 5 minutes.

there you finally arrived and as you open the door, all eyes were on you both. “lyney, y/n, why are you both late? and together?” miss clorinde crossed her arms as she looked at you both. you looked at eachother blushing a bit. “my foot got stuck and y/n had to help me” lyney covered it up confidently. you went with the flow because is they know the truth its well- silly. “alright, if you’re both late again i’ll make you stand on one leg at the front” she declared, then she made a hand sign for you to sit on your desk.

there’s no desk side-by-side thats empty so you decided to sit next to lynette at the corner. lyney sat next to lumine at the middle. through the class, you kept looking at lyney and lumine as they both were passing notes. now, you’re sure he’s asking her out for prom.

the bell rang and you packed your bags. when you looked around, lyney was already gone. ‘oh he’s probably already with lumine’ you thought. but you noticed that he left his notebook in his desk. you searched for him and spotted him in the school garden… with lumine. he was holding a bouquet and a [f/a] plushie in his other hand. you knew he knows your favourite animal, but why give it to lumine? was he playing with you this whole time? was he just using you? the passing notes made sense then.

tears were starting to form in your eyes. you couldn’t hold it anymore and ran to your dorm. you didn’t care whoever was seeing you. your heart was broken. you went to your dorm and huddled up on your bed, letting all the tears out. you looked to the frame on your bedroom with a picture of you and lyney at a carnival together. you threw the picture on the carpet and cried silently. after some minutes lynette, your dorm mate, came in, “y/n?” she knocked on your door. “w-what?!” you continued crying. you didn’t care if lynette sees you crying, she’s been your bestfriend since you were a kid.

lynette opens the door to your room carefully and saw you huddled up on the bed. “oh y/n.. what happened?” she asked you in a worried tone. “i-i saw lyney asking lumine to prom! i mean.. what was i thinking? it’s obvious that lumine is better, smarter, prettier, sweeter, nicer, lovelier-“ “y/n.” lynette looked at you with a straight look. “lyney is waiting for you” “well- he probably wants to talk to me about lumine accepting him” you choked out a sob. “no.. no he doesn’t. please just see him okay?” she wiped the remaining tears from your face. you didn’t know what could possibly convince you to see him but a piece inside you told you to.

so you standed up, not caring if you look bad. and went to the door and as you open it, lyney is there holding the bouquet and the [f/a] plushie that he was holding infront of lumine. you were confused. “in a garden- wait y/n what’s wrong? have you been crying?” lyney got worried as he saw your puffy eyes. “what are you doing lyney? i saw you asking lumine out for prom..” tears were starting to form in your eyes again, and you hate it. they were starting to drop. “w-what y/n it’s not what it looks like. please dont cry” he tried to comfort you. “what do you like it’s not what it looks like?! you clearly asked lumine to prom and i bet she accepted you!” you were starting to cry again. “n-no wait hear me out! it was just a practice. the person i wanted to ask out to prom i-is you. i wanted to make eveyrhting perfect so i ddi a practice with lumine”. after hearing lyney, your tears stopped. “w-wait.. so you weren’t asking her out?” “no, ofcourse not, she likes that childe guy anyway- now may i do my thing?” you felt relieved to hear this.

you chuckled and nodded. “being clever as ever, sitting in a field with a bee. to the sweetest girl ever, will you go to prom with me?” he smirked at the end. you giggled at this and replied “ofcourse! ofcourse ofcourse ofcourse!” you hugged him vigorously and he gave you the bouquet and plushie. “aww you knew my fav animal!” you looked at the [f/a] plushie and the beautiful bouquet. “ofcourse, i’m a loyal one” he grinned. you blushed a bit and hugged him again. “you’re the best lyney” you gave him a supeise kiss on the cheek, now it was his turn to blush. lynette watching from afar, is delighted by the sight.

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thankyou sooo much for reading! im sorry if its too long hehe… ill post tomorrow and sunday as well. advices are accepted, thankyouuu!