#let's get a little weird with it now cmon

[stupidlittlespirit]

do u think ford is into medfet? playing doctor or mad scientist and such?

uh yeah. yeah. i do. and i'm really normal about it.

[crowswarm]

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[k-aemi]

hii! i luv ur writing, its so chefs kiss <3. could u write one wheres its like itoshi brothers and their little sister. wheres shes been manipulated and coerced into doing these things. ITS OKAY IF U DONT DO IT. ily -_-

itoshi sae & itoshi rin ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ listen to nii chan sis.

smut, dub/non, double penetration, squirt, corruption, slapping, blood, step/incest, view it how you want.

part 2

growing up with the itoshi brothers was not what others expected it to be. you loved football like they did! you know how the younger ones always wanted to do what their older sibling does? yeah thats what happened. when sae took you to his football games, and seeing rin join in soon, it motivated you to be just like them! youll be the third best striker aside sae and rin!

having football as your hobby now, that was pretty much all you knew about growing up. you knew nothing else about how the world actually works plus the fact youre rarely on the internet since youre busy practicing to better your football skills! becoming very unaware of your surroundings or situations at times. which the brothers may or may not take advantage of. (which they do).

of course football is your hobby and you loved it, but you lacked the skill for it. rin and sae were naturals, but guess the talent didnt fall onto you. but its okay! sae says hell teach you some tricks if you just do little favors for him. rin tells you that hell help train your body. your nii chans are the best arent they?

the brothers just think its so cute to see such a meek and timid girl strive to be the best striker when you cant even do such simple tasks on your own. you cant even dribble or aim properly, how can you expect to be the best? but youre their sweet little imouto, of course theyll just play into your silly delusions<3

"if you wanna be the best, you gotta maintain focus okay 'mouto?" rin rubs your clit in a circular motion with his thumb as hes between your legs. youre bare and it gets hard to breathe. you didnt even know what you were feeling right now, what is this feeling? does it hurt? does it feel good? you cant tell.

saes behind you, marking you up on your neck. he press kisses and bites on it which makes you whimper. was this really the training of becoming the best..?

"c-cant too much rin-nii.." you moaned out and he can only coo you. "shh...you cant become the best like this y'know..? cmon...ill start easy yeah?" you nod as you squirm under his touch. you want him to stop because this feeling is weird, but youll be the best if you endure this!

"how many positions are there, and what are the positions called.." he let out a breath on your stimulated clit and your body twitches. Sae continued to kiss your neck to your shoulder, his hands roaming your body. "T-theres...eleven positions...goalkeeper, defenders, midfielders, and forwards-!" rin licks the sensitive bud.

"good good...now which player has scored the most goals during the World Cup." huh..? you dont know! the only football players you knew were your brothers...no one else. rin laps at your bud, sucking and licking at it. "a-ah! r-rin stop!" your hand fists his hair out of pure instinct while sae grips your chin to face your teary eyes.

"answer 'mouto." his gaze pierces at your eyes. "but rin-nii keeps making me f-feel weird sae..." you cried out, your tears threatening to spill and your drool drips from your lips. rin only continues to suck your overly stimulated bud and you feel something stir up in your stomach.

you yelp in pain as you feel your clit being slapped. not too harsh, but enough for you to feel something. "you losin' focus mouto." he clicks his tongue as he rubs your thigh, occasionally squishing the soft flesh.

"on to the next lesson." sae drowns you in kisses before leaning back. "on your stomach." he commands with his stern tone. you can only comply, this training sure is tough...the methods might be weird but, guess its what it takes to become the best.

turning onto your stomach, facing saes crotch now as you felt light slaps on your ass from rin, making you bite your bottom lip to suppress any noises from your mouth. sae caresses your cheeks, eyeing at your innocent looking eyes, oblivious to the situation youre in right now. anyone normal would see this as a wrongdoing, but not you. hes glad youre fuckin' stupid for your age.

saes hand trail to his crotch, unzipping the pants, exposing his hardened cock as it springs to life hitting your cheek. you can smell the stench coming from it the sight of it intimidated you. "next, you have to know how to handle when two defenders are on you if youre by yourself." he grabs your head and his free hand with his cock, slapping it repeatedly on your cheek.

he loved hearing the little grunts eliciting from your mouth and you maybe saw a little smirk to him or were you imagining it? "got it 'mouto?" hearing your lack of response he clarifies himself again. you nod, not knowing what youre getting yourself into. if this was the training to become the best, youre not sure if you wanna continue.

meanwhile rin took out his stiff cock, rubbing the shaft between your buttocks while he grips your hips. the way it rubbed on your ass had this...weird sensation...? it didnt feel...bad you suppose but it still felt weird.

"open." youre brought back to reality from saes stern voice. your mouth just lightly propped open but his pink tip is already intruding your mouth-! your eyes shut from how big he was, you can only grip onto his thighs as his cock entered your throat, causing you to gag and cough. "breathe through your nose 'mouto." he grips your hair, forcing you to take his size.

it hurts. it hurts so much. your throat is burning, it itches. drool drip to the sheets and tears streamed down your cheeks. you tried your best but it gets hard to breathe. all your saliva slobbering over his dick, your crying, your drool, your weak helpless self makes sae twist something inside of him, just wanting to corrupt you more and more. he wants to use you to your limit and the same applies to rin.

moans filled the room from you and both the brothers. yours were muffled of course, youre stuffed full with sae-niis cock. the smell fills your nostrils and your nose hits his pelvis. you choke, how sae-nii expect you to take it all? your desperate tries to push him off were worthless, your nails digging crescents onto his thick thighs.

"youre doing so well right now 'mouto. youll become the best in no time." he cooed while caressing your head. "take it all okay?" he lets out a content sigh as he force one more thrust into you, coming inside your warm mouth. you feel the bitter taste of something gooey enter your mouth and it feels so gross. you have no choice but to be forced swallowing it.

rin continues to rub himself and get himself off of your ass, fastening his pace as hes near his end, cumming on your back and ass, and god the sight was heaven. you look so pretty covered in his cum<3 he wonders what itd be like to see your dumb pretty face cover in his cum.

"good job mouto." rin flushed his chest onto your back, you can feel his sweaty toned abs on you and the sticky cum on your back, it feels gross. everything about this does.

"a-are we done..? im tired..." you breathe out. sae can only shake his head. "just one more lesson. needa control your stamina okay? its pretty weak." sae lifts your chin up only to see your cute litte frown. "you needa run for about quite a while, how will you win if you cant keep up with running...?" rin coos you. but he was right...maybe just this last one youll endure once more.

but next thing you know, youre on top of rin-nii, sae-nii is behind you, slapping your ass. your body twitched and sae can only get off from the redness emitting from your ass and the way your body jerked from contact. he spreads your ass, seeing the way your tight hole pulses and your juices dripping onto rin.

"t-this is the last one right..?" rin caress your cheeks. "last one 'mouto." he grabs hold of your hips, lifting you up to align your hole with his cock. "her hymens still intact." sae leaves sweet kisses on your neck. hes fighting the urge to fuck your tight ass right now, but he knows itll be too much for you, hell teach you another time.

your only leverage was rins chest, pushing you down on his cock sure was a bit of a struggle, your eyes shut, it hurts, its like forcing your way into a forbidden place, not until rin uses more force to prop you down fully taking his cock in you. sae was quick to cover your mouth as you let out a bloodcurling scream.

it burns, it hurts. anything that falls under that category. you cry, its too much for you to take even. "r-rin-nii it hurts! take it out!" you claw his chest. he only shushs you, as he bottoms out in your gummy walls, god you were so tight and warm, it felt amazing, how could he stop? "shh, itll be okay soon...fuck 'mouto..." he breathes out while he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear as you cry. sniffles filled the room and they only continued when he starts thrusting upwards.

rins grip on your hips was so firm it probably left marks by now, but your cries and the blood he sees on his cock only encourages him further. "shes bleedin'" sae states, pushing you down to his chest, aligning himself in your hole. "wait your fuckin turn." rin continued thrusting up and youre left whimpering.

sae, ignoring rin, pushed himself in. the stretch didnt help at all. it only worsened your condition. you cant help but just cry, clawing at rins chest. he hisses but he cant blame you. you wanted this, you want to become to best, you must do what you must.

"s-sae-nii...hurts.." "i know..i know...just endure it for a bit okay?" the brothers start their thrusts, and youre left whining. this...this was the training you so longed for? you hate it. wasnt there any other way other than this!? you just cant help but let them do as they pleased...besides they were the experts, not you...what say do you have in this..?

"feel so fuckin' good 'mouto." sae-niis chest flushed against your back, nibbling your earlobe. you huffed, as fat tears fall onto rin-nii. "s-sae nii...i feel weird...in my stomach." you gasp when sae grabs hold of your chin, kissing you roughly, his tongue exploring your mouth.

rin, so close to coming grabs hold of your ass, fastening his pace. if he knew you felt this good from the beginning he wouldnt have wasted any second. "cmon, come." he slaps the flesh, and you yelp in pain. sae releases his grip before slapping rins hand away to get a firm grip of your fat ass. roughing his pace as he was near his end.

you become dumb on their cock, your brain felt mushy, and you cant even form one coherent sentence. drool falls onto rin-nii and you dont even realize it yourself. youre at your limit, you cant take it anymore, you let yourself go, and squirt your sweet juices on both of your nii-chans cock.

not long after where they pull out to cum on your body. smell of sweat and cum fill the room, both you and rin catching up with your breathing, while sae looks like he didnt even break a sweat. rin rubs you ass again. "we gotta be consistent with your training okay?" kissing your forehead. what did he say...? it all sounds so muffled...he looks blurry. youre a bit tired, maybe youll take a nap.

a bit long sorry ^^. do you like my animation i did? >w< someone pls request kaiser nexttt

divider: puppizai, anitalenia

[szftzy]

yandere batfam concept!

okk so what if, batfam! but mc is a senior, around 18, about to graduate. they work a part time job paying off expenses, while cramming studies and what not. quite a productive life style right?

well, it most definitely gets tiring. thing is, mc knows two brothers around their age, and knowing them for quite a while. sure they were intimidating at first, but you grew to like them as good friends! the younger brother being feisty, while the older one witty.

now you forgot to bring up a fine detail, they were billionaires. more specifically— waynes.. now i know that was a crucial detail but bare with me here!

now, the mc is not a leech. they would enjoy treating themselves, but their dignity as a hard working person doesn't let them! that includes asking of anything from their filthy rich acquaintances.now, when the brothers had invited them over on their behalf, after a while of knowing them, it was pretty awesome.. like not to be dramatic.

now as they had kept sleeping over one or two times, they had meet the rest of the siblings. they had quite a big family, (5 brothers, 3 sisters, a butler and their dad.) of course having equal excitement for each member they had met, but definitely not amounting to the adore they had for their dad! I mean cmon, he built this empire by his bare hands! you'd like to know if you could get a tip or two on how to be successful, ya know.. for the near future.

now that you think about it, that makes you more excited to hang out with them. their family dynamic is so bizarre and so full of life, you do get a bit jealous at times— but never in any bad intentions, you are more than happy for them! plus if it gets you free delicious cookies from the butler, your more than down!

hanging out more around them makes you notice all their little ticks, everything that they like, anything that puts a frown on their face.. even though thats routine for some of them. ahem ahem.. now at a point it can get lonely, like your so invited in the family, but not at the same time..? its sorta difficult to explain, so just never-mind.

now it does get to a point where the mc, gets their own room! now you definitely had a guest room, but at some point your room starts to have life. its not a guest room anymore, little by little it fills up with your interests, your favorite colors, anything that you would like. although subtly gets noticeable over time. now it definitely had a bit of childish tones about it, which was weird considering you were about to be a legal adult.. but okay?

Now at this point, Its nearly graduation. now this would be a joyous event, if not for the fact you were planning on leaving for metropolis.(of all places?) as a kid, you always knew you didn't wanna stay in Gotham, it being the dangerous and gloomy city, although it had its pros, the cons were way more.

And you definitely had grown to adore your friends, they almost feel like family at times, but life has to go on. right?

when they heard about this, they were not elevated for sure.. for a while after that it was just awkward smiles and weird tensions, neither side being happy with what was gonna happen, but you had to.

before school got too busy, you decided to go out with them more! they insist on sleepovers instead of going outside, which you don't really understand why since it wont make a difference. maybe its because they were billionaires or something.. Man rich people are weird.

Anyways, when it came time for exams, you had nearly stopped going out at all. concerning them immensely, but it had taken you a while to assure them you were studying. much to their dismay. (weird, that was something they always detested? their not setting a very good example.) now when you finished up exams, and your graduation ceremony occurred, of course they had to be there!

and after that, they would start bombarding you with text messages, each text had a personality where without even looking at who sent it you could tell who it was from, each text begging you for something. it was always something about— come over! stay! dont go! say goodbye! yada yada yada..—

now it gets annoying at a certain point. but you had decided to pay them one last visit, having packed your stuff and everything done early, you decided it couldn't hurt— oh really now?

your last dinner with them, was interesting! at first the tension was as thick as a wall. for the most part it being small chit chat. but over time, you guys had regained your flow of conversations, everyone chatting and laughing actually having a good time. now their dad doesn't join in alot, but when he does, he also does have fun! which is a bit odd, but its adorable.

when he kindly offered you chamomile tea, you politely refused, but since he insisted, you decided to take him up on his offer. now this wasnt anything weird since the waynes were very generous, but now for some odd reason everyone was staring.. which you tried to pay no mind to.

but as you continue drinking the tea you felt more and more woozy, knowing to just stop and put the tea down..

suddenly a rough hand from behind firmly grabs the cup and gently peers it up to your lips, in total shock you had tried to push the hands away, but it was to no use. you could only watch as you kept drinking the obviously drugged cup, feeling the other hand rubbing against the small of your back soothingly..

you were only a little bit conscious here and there.. enough to feel someone easily carrying you, leading you somewhere, and tad bits of conversations that slipped your mind before you could comprehend.

now waking up in this room, the room you had a bad feeling about.. surrounded by comfortable pillows, big cute plushies, and soft large sheets. to your surprise you were also changed in the most comfortable silk pajamas. it almost coerced you to fall back asleep but you knew better!

you immediately jumped up and ran up to the door, quite obviously secured with locks from the outside.

you tried pushing the doorknob but to no avail, now due to your panic you just froze. immediately lying down on the floor from shock, tears bubbling up.

you buried your face into your knees, and just started sobbing your heart out— why now?! why now of all times to ruin your life? just when it started to get good for you..

you then hear the sound of keys being forced open, and then the door gets kicked down. did someone come to save you? at the doorway, their was the brothers! both with worried looks on their faces, the two ran up to you and immediately locked you in their warm yet suffocating embrace

they immediately start apologizing, for not being there when you woke up.. wait what? they're not here to help?

then it all connected, you were an idiot.. yesterday.. this room. it was obviously their doing. you attempted to sprint off the minute they loosened their grip, bad move.. they were gonna let you explore the manor. but now they knew you need a few months to get adjusted.

now they had tried to not overwhelm you too much, their precious baby, only a few batfamily members being there at a time. sometimes all of them would be there, but at that point you would be napping. unaware to the eyes adoringly watching you drool on whoever had the fortune to carry you that day.

they're so affectionate towards their sibling/kid to a point where its infantilizing. like they will just hold you down for hours, whispering sweet nothings as you lay down in the comfiest bed you can imagine of.

of course sometimes you can still leave your room here and there! ljust not the manor itself. (like you cant leave, ever.) and yes you can still do all your favorite hobbies, darling.. but I'm a little afraid its too grown up for you.. how about we lay down for a nap, okay?

not to mention— you used to have a job, before they confined you. you used to have studies, responsibilities and issues— all that? no more, we'll take care of all that.

don't start questioning them why you suddenly feel lightheaded and tired right after waking up from another nap. its definitely not the tea they just coerced you to drink! again! you probably just thought a little too hard for your fragile brain.. its okay, just rest your head in their lap and let all your worries go away. <3

and you couldnt even fight back! you were not blessed with the best height or physique, and not to mention even the members who didn't fight as much, still had years of technique and experience! yeah.

and now all of a sudden anytime a conversation gets even the slightest bit mature, they'll cover your ears and act like your not there, or have another member of the family escort you to your room for a nap. you don't need to know any of that, sunshine. and if you try to insert your own take on the topic? they'll just laugh, no baby.. your too precious to actually understand these big conversations. maybe when your older?

on the topic of your room again— it is the cutest, most comfortable room someone could think of! filled with your favorite colors, big pillows and plushies.. way too childish for your tastes.. but at first when you had slept over you didn't mind. the room had no windows, you didn't think much at first. not until they had started adding more locks to your door? and apparently your room is soundproof?

no wonder any guests they have over cant hear your pleas of help, thats even if you were allowed to be awake when they came over! please forgive them.. they're just so overprotective, and feel so jealous if someone comes near.

oh and if someone questions whats the door with alot of locks, positioned right next to your dads, was for? well they'd either just change the topic as quick as they could, or give them a filthy look that would make them reconsider ever asking that question.. poor guy.

It evolved from just staying over at your rich friends house, to being under lock and key, as their little baby for them to cherish and adore.

soo this was jus a lil drabble, but lemme know if you guys want a part 2 or something longer!

[fancyfeathers]

Imagine Daughter!Reader pulls a "I'm gonna fake a crush on my brother's best friend so I can make them ALL uncomfortable" but it backfires and the best friend actually likes her back😭? (obviously daughter!reader's age will depend on the batboys bestfriend so no weird stuff going on in this ask dw) Like for Dick, Wally West. Maybe she asks the question "What else can go fast?" or something odd. Then for Jason, Roy Harper she asks him to teach her archery. Jason probably trusting her(maybe) he let's it go on but then catches Roy looking at her differently. Then for the others the same thing, like Tim- Conner. Something like REALLLLLLLLY kid-ish for Jon Kent if you feel like adding Damian's best friend. (These are all separate so no harem thing going on thank god.) Thank you for reading!!!!!<3

Yandere Batfam w/ Wife/Mother!Darling & Daughter/Sister!Darling Masterlist

YES OH MY GOD I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT THIS!

So realistically because she is the youngest, her crush would be on either Jon because he would only be a year older than her, or Connor who may be a bit older (physically, cause he was a lab child) but still within that reasonable age. Then in actual canon she has a boyfriend, who may be a lot little crazy, but they’re in love… right?

But anyway for this let’s say her age differs on each scenario in this okay

Okay Dick is just sitting there the like what the hell the moment he walks back in living room to see his little sister laughing and chatting with Wally, sitting way too close for comfort. Dick tries to show some self restraint, give the benefit of the doubt, but let’s be honest when Wally West falls in love it is head over heels and it is something that happens in an instant, basically love at first sight, she wouldn’t have to say anything to him, she just has to walk into a room. Then cue Dick ending up as a third wheel for the rest of the day, it probably gets to the point where Dick comes up with some excuse of why Wally needs to leave early and then as Wally is leaving he might ask about Dick’s sister and Dick gives him the biggest side eye ever and he just drops the topic. Then Dick goes back inside and his sister’s hair is all messed up, like a strong wind brew by and she is just holding her phone when she wasn’t a second ago…

“What…happened?”

“I think Wally put his number in my phone…”

“Son of a-“

With Jason and Roy, they are going on a mission together and training beforehand. Sister!Darling just handing around because Bruce and the rest of their siblings are gone and Alfred is out running errands that day, so until they get back Jason has to watch her which Roy thinks is weird because she is a few years younger than them for the sake of this post, but okay. So she is just sitting in the cave, reading a book Jason gave her because she not allowed down there so she’s not allowed to touch anything. Jason walks off to go find a different type of bullet and asks Roy to keep an eye on her because she is not allowed anywhere near the weapons or gear, and Roy just looks at her and waves her over…

“Cmon’ wanna try taking a shot?”

“Um… I don’t know-“

“I can teach you.”

So he does, and I really don’t know how to describe it besides this scene from Princess Diaries and just imagine when Jason comes back and found his best friend holding his little sister from the back, his cheek practically pressed against hers. He just loudly clears her throat and tells her that he needs to talk to her and he takes her out of the cave and sends her to her room, locking her in and sends a note to Bruce or whoever going to be home first what happened and where she is. Then he does back downstairs and Roy has the guts to ask if she is single and Jason just can’t…

“Fuck off Roy, she’s off limits.”

Now Tim has a harder time shaking off his friend, and I mean going by Connor in the comics (cause we don’t talk about Connor in Young Justice here) he is a bit of a headstrong personality and cocky, so if Connor and his sister are chatting and teasing each other he doesn’t really think much of it literally until he finds them kissing, a hand on her thigh and on the back of her neck and Connor is slightly levitating. Tim waits until Connor leaves and then he questions his sister about it, and she fesses up to basically trying to get on Tim’s nerves by flirting with his best friend but Connor ended up actually liking her, like a lot and one thing led to another and they were making out and have been texting for weeks and Tim didn’t think of it twice because it was Connor.

So then Tim asks Bruce to try to intervene by asking Clark for help but Connor has already gushed about his situationship with her to literally everyone in the Kent Family, and Clark has already gave Connor advice to ask her out and ideas for dates and it even got to the point where Ma and Pa are asking about when they can meet her because she sounds like a sweet girl. She just dug herself in a hole with this one, platonic Yandere!Superfam anyone?

Then Damian, well this is just kiddy love with his sister and Jon, and Damian knows that but it doesn’t mean he is okay with it. Whenever Jon is is over they are always talking, and Jon is just trying to impress her with his (half) kryptonian powers. Meanwhile Damian is giving Jon the side eye and really it’s nothing but that doesn’t stop him from running to go tell Bruce about it, what if it evolves into something more when they get older. So Bruce goes to talk to Clark about it and Clark doesn’t think it’s a big deal, they’re just kids and this is how kids are and so Damian just has to watch while Jon pushes her on the swings and deal with the fact that she just wants to spend time with Jon Kent and not him. Ugh.

[invincibledc]

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𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐗 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅!𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

⋆˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ Summary: you think you’re heavy? Mark wants all your heavy love onto him.

⋆˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ Info: inspired by odetari’s music of “heavy love” Hehhe. Werewolf!boyfriend!reader x mark grayson small work here!

⋆˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ Genre: lime/comfort(?)

⋆˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ Warning: slight aka suggestive work. Yknow what yeah it’s lime. Reader doubting Mark’s strength and this being mark before season 3

⋆˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ Word count: 1,008

Lying down on Mark’s bed, you couldn’t help but keep scrolling through pages on Instagram. Littered with tons of fangirls yapping about how invincible could bench press a whole building if he wanted to.

You scoffed at this, sure mark was strong. But he can’t be that strong.

Shit, you’re a big guy. Not chubby, but just big. Mark is shorter than you, but loves to top you.

You cannot fuck that little ass dog, he does the fucking. Either way, you keep scrolling throughout your for you page, looking at some news.

Mark comes into his room, walking over as he held your favorite soda in hand. “Heyyy, guess what I found in the fridge. “No way, [fav.soda]! Give it here.” You say up quick to grab at it.

Mark moves back before you could even really reach the damned beverage.

“Ah ah, what do we say?” Mark teased with a knowing smile.

“I won’t say it.”

“Cmon… it’s in the paper of being boyfriends. You have to say it.”

Grumbling, you looked at him. “Thanks.. daddy.”

Mark chuckles under his breath before giving you the drink. “That’s better, baby.” He hands you the drink. You gave him the middle finger, sick of his shit. Mark lets out another laugh before he rest up against you.

You drank the soda, ignoring his lingering eyes onto your pectorals. He’s always had the weird urge since dating you to just, grab them. And now here he is, staring at them as he looks at your stoic face.

“Can I?” He says softly, he reaches his hand towards it. Just to cup it. But a hand smack leaves him with a pout.

“No. No touching til I say so.”

“Yes sir.” Mark says with a grin. You couldn’t help but laugh, despite his position in this relationship. You walk him like dog, okay not really but he’s such a munch for his boyfriend.

You guys started to relax a bit, day turned into night. You were casually out of the showers, mark had already finished his. He sat at his desk, looking through his computer with a bored look.

Hearing the bathroom door open, he turns his head to see you walk into his room, closing it. His eyes rank over your body. Hunger written onto his expression, but not the “ooh food” hunger.

But hunger for a certain man. And that man is you.

“Hey.” He says softly, leaning back into his chair. He pats his lap, you raised a brow. You oddly felt conscious about your build. You shake your head, moving over to his bed to lay down.

Mark frowns, turning his eyes to see you lay down. You usually sit on his lap, at any chance like any chance he gets to touch you.

He yearns to touch you, to be by you. He can’t live a moment without not being by you or at least having a handful of you.

“What’s wrong?” He says, not even trying to hide his concern. “It’s nothing.” You simple said, going onto your phone.

You were clearly hiding something, he always can tell when something was up with you. He gets from his desk, moving towards you.

“Cmon… something’s bothering you babe.” Sighing, you confessed to him. “Okay so I scrolled onto instagram and seen some of your,” you air quoted mid sentence, “fangirls talking about you can just bench press anything like a building.” “I could.” “Shut up I’m not finished mark.” Mark held up his hands in a surrendering gesture before putting them down and listening.

“You’re still human mark, no way in hell could you just lift up a building. Hell I don’t think you can even lift me.” Mark scrunched his face up.

“Yes I can.”

“No you can’t.”

“Do you even know who my dad is, y/n?” You raised a brow as he sat down, letting the bed sink a bit. “Yeah. He’s Omni man.” Mark nods, “and I’m his son. I know I don’t tell you much. But I’m sure I can show you how I can handle you.”

It all happened so quickly. Mark lifts you onto him, you could feel him squeeze your muscular thighs. His eyes blown out as he stares at you as if you lifted the entire stars and galaxy. “I can’t get how you think I can’t just lift you up and destroy you.” He says lowly. His voice low and deep, dripping with lust.

“Well.. do it.” A dark smirk reaches his face as his hands goes up onto your hips, giving them a quick squeeze.

“As your command.” He starts to kiss your neck, leaving you let out a soft sigh. You can feel him grazing his teeth against your Adam Apple.

His hands pressing against your ass, squeezing it. You yelp a bit, feeling flustered despite the times he’s done this before. He then kissed you, your lips mingling with his.

He bites your bottom lip, looking up at you whilst you had your arms around his neck. His hands leaves your hips to go under your shirt.

Caressing your abs to your chest, god he presses his lips harder against your own. You taste so good to him, his fingers rubbing against the bud of your nipples. Cupping your chest, you moan against his lips, breathing heavy.

As mark goes to take your shirt off, Debbie bursts in. That made you immediately get off mark, leaving mark devastated in his mind but flustered on the outside.

“Mom!”

“What? I just want to say goodnight to you both… but if you guys are doing anything weird in here. Keep it down to a minimum.” Debbie then leaves, leaving you and mark a little embarrassed.

“Uh… wanna just cuddle for the night?” Mark asked as he turned to you. “Yeah.. that’ll be nice.” You said with a slight smile.

You and mark laid down after he turned the lights off and placed the covers over you both.

Guess you forgot how strong he could be….

[yeehawfolk]

Oh boy, mods found the post, lol

Man the more I hear about Flight Rising moderation, the more I'm like legitimately fuck y'all. You get so mad at people for using multiple IP addresses that there's an entire caveat about how you need to tell the moderators if you're changing IP addresses or that multiple people in the same household use Flight Rising because otherwise your account is at risk of being nuked.

Like I get they don't have much server space, but when you kick off dedicated users because 2 people in the same household play and one gave the other a dragon, then you're having problems seeing cheating where it isn't there and your moderation reflects that.

No, someone switching accounts because of your weird hang ups about changing IP addresses and moving their stuff over isn't cheating. No, siblings playing FR together and giving each other dragons and clothes and gems from the same IP address isn't cheating. They've created this atmosphere where people are downright paranoid to have 2 accounts from different people on the same IP address, or even just changing your IP bc you moved or something.

Like. Idk. I think that's fairly detrimental to your playerbase, and the fact they're nuking accounts that aren't even cheating is honestly extremely fucked up. I love playing the game, but when it gets to the point where they're banning players for *checks notes* having multiple people in the same household play, then I think the mods need to back off a bit.

[prettymfwrites]

EX's Name Prank

Paige bueckers x Female reader

Kinda short I'm sorry 🙏🏾

☆♬○♩●♪✧♩　　 ☆♬○♩●♪✧♩　　

You and Paige had been scrolling through TikTok when the idea struck you. A prank. She loved to prank you all the time, so it was only fair you got her back. Today’s plan? Call her by your ex’s name in the middle of filming and act completely clueless.

Paige was sitting on the couch, her legs stretched out while scrolling her phone. She glanced over at you as you propped up your phone.

“You wanna do a TikTok, mama?” she asked, her signature smirk tugging at her lips.

“Yeah, let’s do the one where we do the little dance thing,” you said, waving your hands vaguely.

She rolled her eyes, already teasing. “You mean, every TikTok dance thing? Be specific, baby.”

You laughed. “You know what I mean. Just get over here.”

She groaned but got up, dragging her feet dramatically. “You lucky you cute.”

Once you set up the camera, you both started to practice the dance. Paige picked it up quickly—of course she did. She was annoyingly good at everything.

“Okay, ready?” you asked, hitting record.

“been ready,” she quipped, her confidence oozing.

You started the dance together, but mid-spin, you said it loud enough for her to hear:

“move, Alyssa!”

She froze, eyebrows shooting up. “What?”

You looked at her like she was the one being weird. “What?”

Her mouth opened slightly, but she didn’t say anything else. She just gave you a side-eye before continuing the dance.

You had to bite your lip to keep from laughing.

The second time you did it, her reaction was stronger. “Okay, Alyssa, I see you!” you said, grinning.

Paige stopped in her tracks, turning to you fully now. “Yo, stop playin’.”

“Stop playing what?” you asked innocently, blinking at her like she’d lost her mind.

“You just called me Alyssa,” she said, crossing her arms.

“No, I didn’t,” you replied, your tone even.

“Yes, you did!” she exclaimed, her voice rising slightly.

“Paige, what are you talking about?”

Her jaw tightened, and she pointed at you. “Nah, I’m not about to do this. I know what I heard, mama. Don’t gaslight me right now.”

“Gaslight you? You sound crazy, bae,” you said, shaking your head as you restarted the video.

Paige stayed quiet, staring at you with a mix of disbelief and irritation. “Alright, bet. Keep going,” she muttered, stepping back into frame.

You danced again, Paige doing the moves more lackluster now. And when the moment was right, you did it a third time.

“cmon Alyssaaa.”

Paige stopped dead in her tracks, threw her head back, and let out a frustrated groan.

“Yo!” she yelled, pacing a few steps away. “You deadass right now?”

“Deadass about what?” you asked, trying to keep a straight face but failing.

She shot you a glare, her hands on her hips. “You keep calling me Alyssa! Like, who even is Alyssa?”

“I literally didn’t say that,” you said, shrugging.

“Don’t gaslight me, baby,” she snapped, shaking her head. “You know you said it.”

You finally cracked, laughing so hard you almost fell over. “Paige, chill! It’s a prank!”

Her face didn’t soften immediately. Instead, she squinted at you, processing your words.

“A prank?” she repeated, her tone flat.

“Yes! I saw it on TikTok, and I wanted to see how you’d react,” you explained, still laughing.

She stared at you for a moment longer before rolling her eyes and walking toward you. “You so annoying, ma. Like, who does that?”

“You do,” you countered, grinning.

“Whatever.” She wrapped her arms around your waist and buried her face in your neck. “You play too much, but I love you. Just don’t do it again, I almost crashed out. ”

You rolled your eyes dramatically. “We'll see.”

“Try me,” she teased, pulling back to smirk at you.

You laughed again, knowing full well you’d still find a way to mess with her again soon.

I take requests 🙏🏾

[absdoll]

Hi bee:3 requesting for Abby eating out or playing with readers 🐱 with her fingers while reader is playing a game

It's all I've been thinking about lwjeuvesivdsi

hi qt ૮ ˶´ ᵕˋ ˶ა i luv this idea ! ty for requesting 🎀

cw : pervy!abby <3 my beloved ♡ // reader is playing animal crossing new horizons !

“abs! guess who just came to my island?!” you squeal as abby lifts her head from her book to meet your sparkling eyes. “hmm let me guess, the weird looking red dog?” she asks, quite genuinely.

“wh-… oh! cherry? she’s so cute! you’re mean.” you furrow your eyebrows at her, offended she called one of your favorite villagers weird looking.

your girlfriend smirks, a sigh leaving her mouth. abby gets a rise out of making her sweet doll-face frown and pout. abby knows it’s wrong to think such dirty thoughts about how innocent you are. the way your cute little butt peeks out of the bottom of your cotton shorts when you try to reach the top cabinet. when you’re all doe-eyed and curious asking her what she wants for dinner. how you sit crisscross applesauce in the big comfy living room chair, looking so small and fragile. and right now, the way you’re so giddy about a silly animal video game. she takes a deep breath as she moves over to where you’re lounging.

“i’m sorry baby, can i see?” abby rests her head on your shoulder, her right hand settling on your bare thigh. you giggle when she gives your soft flesh a little squeeze.

“it’s chai! i’ve wanted her to move to my island since i started playing!” you ramble on about your beloved blue elephant. “she’s just like cinnamoroll, look!” you tilt your nintendo switch screen in abby’s direction, biting your bottom lip in excitement, so happy you get to share this moment with your favorite girl.

abby glances at the game for a moment, then looks up at you, your eyes glistening. she looks back down at the screen, noticing your small fingers toggling with the knobs of the device. she takes another deep breath.

“mm so cute angel, i love the little teacup on her head.” abby kisses your shoulder. “i’m gonna get something to drink from the fridge, you want anything?” she inquires. you shake your head no, too focused on trying to make a good impression on your new guest.

the tall blonde stands to walk to the kitchen, stopping to stretch her arms above her head, letting out a long sigh. she turns around to give you a sweet look before she leaves the room, but her eyes fall somewhere else.

as you sit with your legs in the butterfly position, your pretty pussy on half display. abby clenches her fists, she’s resisting the urge to pry your game out of your soft dainty hands, pin them above your head, and fuck you dumb. she can’t hold back much longer.

“baby,” abby breathes, she walks back over to you, kneeling before you, elbows on your knees. “just keep playing, okay? don’t mind me.” you’re too busy cleaning up your island and making small talk with your digital neighbors to give abby any more than a “mhmm! okay bibi!” and she knows it.

abby begins planting gentle kisses to your cold thigh, humming against your skin as she sees goosebumps rise up your legs. you shiver a little when her face gets closer to your half covered heat. you move your game slightly to the left, looking down at her. “what’d i say pretty girl? hmm? eyes on the screen, don’t look at me again.” abby softly speaks through her pebbled kisses. you frown, confused, but decide to listen and be the good girl abby wants you to be.

abby’s mouth is nearing your pool of slick, you can feel the warm breeze of her breaths tickling your entrance. she uses her nose to reveal your wet pussy from your shorts.

“abs!” you attempt to close your legs around her head, but she knows you, she knows your movements. she knows that you like to play this little game where you say “nooo abs! don’t wanna! too sensitive!” and then a few seconds later, you’re spread wide open, desperately waiting for her skilled tongue to plunge into your aching hole.

“cmon princess, i don’t have to tell you again, do i?” abby coos. “spread.” her voice a little huskier.

you nod and relax your legs. you resume playing, eyes glued to the screen again, quickly getting distracted by the singsong isabelle is putting on outside town hall.

abby’s tongue now inches away from your puffy pulsating clit. all she can think about is devouring every last ounce of you while you sit there, so innocently focused on something far less disgusting than what she’s doing.

your perverted girlfriend watches as your cute hole tightens around nothing, a smile forms on her freckled face. she extends her wet pink muscle and licks a gentle zigzag from fold to fold. “mm-aahh!” you let out in a high pitched moan. abby shoots you a glare, a warning, that if you acknowledge what she’s doing again, she isn’t gonna be so sweet and soft anymore.

she’s drinking your pussy, tongue circling your sensitive nub, slurping every drop of white cream that’s sticky all over her chin. abby glances up at you, “good girl, so proud of you angel.” you bite your lip so hard that you wince a little at the sudden taste of blood, but you know better than to look at abby, let alone let her know how good she’s making you feel.

abby slides one finger into your pussy with ease, your drenched entrance practically sucking her in. “so wet for me.” she’s making out with your thumping clit, curling her index finger up, the pad perfectly tapping your g-spot.

you can’t breathe, you can’t think, you’re trying to move the controls of your game, your hands shaking. all you want to do is buck your hips up to her face, shoving her tongue so deep inside of you that feel her nose touch your clit over and over and over. “you’re close princess, i can feel it.” abby hums.

she’s going so agonizingly slow, the soft sensation of her saliva mixed with the unhurried pump of her finger, you’re dying for her to pick up the pace — and that’s exactly what she isn’t gonna do.

“cum slowly for me baby, ride it out.” abby continues lapping up your slick, using her free hand to hold your legs open. “that’s it sweet girl, riiight…. there.” you’re cumming all over her face, from her nose to her chin, her face is buried in your juices.

“let me hear that pretty moan of yours.” abby’s eyes fixated on your blissed out face. finally granting you permission, you scream out in euphoria, “uug-uuuh aahh aaa-bby-y-y!”

abby removes her finger, plopping it in her mouth, eyes rolling to the back of her head as she sucks your cum off.

sliding your shorts back up your legs and kissing the top of your head, she starts to walk towards the kitchen. “you want something to drink now?” she teases.

a/n : i loved writing this ପ૮๑ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ๑ აଓ hehe if u don’t love pervy!abby then idk what to tell u , ur missing out ! 😵‍💫💕 hope u enjoyed bbs <333

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･⋆ @whore4abby @hersweetheart @enbesbians ♡🧁

[solarsturniolo]

𝖂𝖊’𝖗𝖊 𝕵𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝕱𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖘 // 𝕸.𝕾. // 𝔗𝔴𝔬

𝔖𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: Matt is so 'sweet best friend that secretly jerks off to your pictures' coded (idea credit to @heartstreet )

𝔚𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: SMUT!!! / masturbation / voyeurism / post nut clarity / self-deprecation / intentional lowercase

𝔇𝔦𝔰𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔯: these stories are fictional :)

𝔚𝔬𝔯𝔡 ℭ𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱: 3030

It slowly became a habit. It started small, one time a day if even that. But what started as a habit grew into an addiction. Every little thing set him off, and the only thing to satisfy the desire in him was her. He needed her in ways that he couldn’t even describe. He hungered for her. 

It began with pictures, just her regular little posts on Instagram and Snapchat that had no hidden undertone to them, but every single one would have Matt beating his dick until his arm was sore. She had Pavloved him. The second he got the notification that his best friend posted, his cock stiffened and his ears got red and hot just thinking about what could be waiting for him. It didn’t matter where he was or what he was doing, he’d drop everything, all of his attention would be on her in an instant. Today was no different; he had already beat off three times in the few hours he had been awake.

As the day moved forward, and he found the inner strength to keep his dick in his pants, Matt remembered telling her that he’d look for the charger she had left when she stayed over a few nights ago. He spent a solid hour that afternoon searching the house up and down for her phone charger; his room, the living room, the kitchen, Nick’s room, hell, he even checked Chris’s room (despite Chris’s many protests followed by a shoe being launched at Matt’s shin), though he still came up empty handed. 

Matt went back to his bedroom, shutting the door behind him. He took a seat in his desk chair, rolling himself close enough to his desk to click his monitor on, grabbing the controller that had been set aside on his desk to charge. He turned his gaming console on, the sound of it whirring to life filling the silence in the room. He reached into his pocket, taking his phone out to send her a quick text.

‘i may have lost it’

‘your mind?’

‘no’

‘your keys?’

‘no’

‘OMG’

‘?’

‘YOUR V CARD?????’

‘WHAT NO’

‘omg matty who is she 🤭🤭🤭🤭’

‘I DID NOT’

‘then i fear i do not know what you could be talking about, for i am not a mind reader’

‘your weird’

‘you’re*’

‘i actually hate you.’

‘stfu you love me. now what are u talking abt’

‘you’re charger’

‘your*’

‘you know what 😀’

‘LMAOOOO don’t blow a fuse, it’s a $10 charger i’ll just get another one. thank u for letting me know tho’

‘ofc’

He stared at the screen, his heart beating faster when he saw the read receipt pop up under his message. He waited, taking his bottom lip between his teeth as she began to type. A smile tugged at his lips as the typing message bubble disappeared, waiting for the message to pop up on his screen.

A minute passed. Then two. Still nothing. Matt’s smile faltered a little.

‘?’

‘oh shit i didn’t know you were still here’

‘what we’re you typing?’

‘were*’

‘😀 nevermind i don’t care’

‘noooo matty come back 😂’

‘i’ll get it right one day’

‘i have full faith in you, matthew. until then, im gonna be up your ass about it’

‘so…?’

‘so what?’

‘what were you typing?’

Matt could hardly sit still. His leg bounced anxiously, he bit his nails impatiently. She had been typing for a while, was it something bad? Shit, have i fucked up recently and just didn’t notice?

‘nothing 😇’

‘you’re a dirty liar’

‘😜’

‘cmon, i’m youre best friend tell meeeee’

‘your*’

‘GET A NEW BEST FRIEND’

‘okay okay i’m done 😂 you’re so easy to tease’

‘Ayo 🤨’

‘not like that 🙄

‘well, you probably are pretty easy to tease like that too”

Matt choked on his own saliva. Did I read that right? He read it again, the blood rushing from his cheeks to his cock. His brain short circuited. Any possible responses that he could’ve came up with dissolved into nothingness. He spent two minutes trying to type a witty comeback or some sort of smooth flirtatious reply, but when push came to shove, all he could build the courage to send was-

‘what?’

She started typing, and as the speech bubble floated in the corner of his screen, Matt palmed at the bulge in his sweats. His mind raced with thoughts, all wondering what she could have possibly been thinking about. Fuck, does she think about doing things with me? Does she want to tease me? How would she even-

The speech bubble disappeared. Matt slipped his hand under the waistband of his sweatpants and his boxers, taking his hard cock in his fist. He stroked his shaft slowly, his eyes fluttering shut while he pursed his lips to hold back a moan. He waited for her response to pop up. One minute…then two…then five. He furrowed his eyebrows, his strokes slowly coming to a stop as he eyed their text messages. Why isn’t she responding? Did I make her uncomfortable? Is she weirded out?

His heart nearly dropped out of his ass when the facetime notification illuminated his screen. Without thinking to take his hand out of his pants, Matt quickly answered the call.

It took a moment for the call to connect, but when it finally did, Matt felt almost frozen in place. His heart skipped a beat, his face grew flushed with a warm rosy heat. She smiled at him and his breath caught in his throat.

“Hey!”

Matt smiled. “Hey, what’s up.”

“What, I can’t call my best friend out of the blue just to hang out?” She laughed softly. “What are you up to?” She asked.

“Just, yknow…” he trailed off, shrugging his shoulders a bit. “Was playing fortnite for a bit-“

She tilted her head to the side a little, furrowing her eyebrows. “I didn’t see you online. I would’ve joined you if I knew,” she grinned. “Can’t believe you played without me,” she playfully rolled her eyes.

Matt swallowed. Her eyes looked so pretty rolled back into her head like that, I could watch her do that for hours. Matt slowly stroked his cock, pursing his lips tightly to keep himself quiet. ‘Can’t believe you played without me’ replayed in his head like a broken record. His mind wandered off, thinking about the beautiful girl on his screen sitting on his bed. Her clothes discarded onto the floor mindlessly, seated on his bare thighs. Matt bit the inside of his cheek, pre-cum drooling from the tip of his cock as he imagined her pretty manicured fingers circling her clit, her eyes hooded and full of lust as lewd sounds spilled from her parted lips. His dick ached at the thought of her running her fingers through her wet folds, playing with herself in front of him, on full display just for him. ‘Can’t believe you played without me,’ her voice repeated in his head again, his mouth going dry as he thought of her looking at him with a pout while saying this, her pretty doe eyes staring at him with nothing but desire hidden behind their gaze.

He kept his strokes slow and controlled. This is so fucking wrong, he thought. If she knew…he couldn’t even think of the possibilities. She’d be disgusted, she’d be so upset. Matt would never be able to show his face in a public setting again.

“How was your day?” Matt asked in a soft voice, afraid that if he spoke any louder, his own voice would betray him. He watched as the smile on her face grew and he felt his heart twinge. This is so wrong. What the fuck is wrong with me.

“Aww Matty, you do care!” She teased. Matt let out a breathy chuckle, hoping she couldn’t hear the rasp in his voice. She began to list off the many side quests she endured on her day off from work, and Matt listened to every single thing she had to say. His eyes focused on her lips as she spoke to him. Her lips are so pretty. Fuck, I wanna kiss her so bad. I wanna feel her lips on mine. She’d look so fucking pretty with my dick in her mouth. I wonder how much she’d be able to take. Would I have to fuck her throat to make it all fit? Would she drool on my cock while I fuck her pretty mouth?

“Matt?”

He tugged at his cock, letting out a soft exhale when he heard her voice. Please say my name again. Say my name again. It sounds so pretty coming from you, I’ve never liked my name more than when it’s being said by you. His mind wandered off once more. What positions does she like? Would she prefer missionary? She’d look so pretty under me while I fuck her, her tits would bounce so nicely with every thrust I make. Or would she want something more intense? Would she want me to take her from behind? Would she want to be in charge? What turns her on? Does she wear lingerie?

“Matt…?”

Matt grunted softly under his breath, the speed of his strokes increasing just barely enough to tell. He focused his attention back on the call. “H-Huh?”

“I asked what you did today,” she repeated. “Did you have a good day?”

It took a moment for her words to register in his brain, his mind foggy with lust and desire, his cock dripping with arousal. He gave his shaft a gentle squeeze, a low growl forming at the back of his throat. “It’s much better now,” he admitted, earning a giggle from her in return. He smiled. He loved being able to make her laugh. It was something that most people couldn’t do, but Matt did it so effortlessly. He took pride in it; even his brothers couldn’t make her laugh nearly as easily as Matt could. “Didn’t do much, just-“ he stopped, trying to think of something to say other than ‘i sat around beating off to your pictures all day’. He cleared his throat, a moan threatening to escape as the warmth in the pit of his tummy grew. “Just stayed in bed all day.”

She rolled her eyes again, and Matt felt his balls grow heavy with arousal, his thumb rubbing at his tip with each slow stroke he made. Matt’s lips parted; he wanted to moan so bad. He wanted her to see what she does to him. He wanted her to know just how badly he wanted her. His eyes became glossy as he lost himself in a daze, staring at her through the screen.

“Are you okay? You’re acting weird.”

Matt nodded, still not taking his hand out of his pants. This is so fucking wrong. Why am I doing this? I’m risking our entire friendship. “Hey, I uh- I gotta go,” Matt stated abruptly. He didn’t want to go. He never wanted to go a minute without her, but if he didn’t leave the call soon, he’d end up in a world of trouble for sure.

“Oh…okay, well call me ba-“

Click.

Matt dropped his phone down onto his desk and leaned back in his desk chair, his shaggy hair falling in front of his eyes, strands of his hair sticking to his forehead as a thin layer of sweat began to form at his brow. He pushed his sweats and boxers down just enough to free his cock, a moan escaping him. He tugged the bottom of his sweatshirt and t-shirt up so as to not ruin it, a ritual that had become engraved into his brain from the regular reoccurrence of it. He grunted softly, tugging at his shaft desperately, his eyes screwing shut.

I need her. I need to have her, all of her. I need to feel her and taste her. I want to be between her legs, I want to taste how sweet she is, I want to watch her fall apart from just my tongue. I want to feel her squirm and run her fingers through my hair. I want to hear her whine and beg for more. Matt fisted at his cock, his strokes much faster than before. His breathing was uneven and heavy, almost panting like an animal. He needed her, he hungered for her, he craved her. Something about it was so primal. Every time he saw her or heard her, he had a full body reaction, one that he couldn’t control even if he wanted to.

Although, he really didn’t want to.

“Fuck, baby,” he groaned. As if on cue, his phone vibrated on his desk. His eyes fluttered open, a lustful dazed look glazing over his irises. He picked up his phone, a notification from snapchat flashing on his screen. Never ceasing his strokes, Matt opened the app and clicked on the new snap from her. His jaw went slack, pumping his cock in his fist even faster than before. He stared at her photo for much longer than he should have, but how could he not? She had her head tilted a bit, a confused look on her face with the words ‘not even a goodbye? so mean, matty’ printed across the photo.

“Fuck me,” he whimpered. She looks so cute when she’s confused. Fuck, the things I would do to paint her face with my cum while she looks at me like that…I’d probably get put on the FBI watchlist. He knew he needed to reply back soon, not wanting her to assume he was ignoring her. He just couldn’t bring himself to tap out of the photo. His cock ached, the desire building up inside of him. “Fuck, p-please,” he breathed out. Matt threw his head back, his strokes getting impossibly faster with each passing moment. Pre-cum oozed from his tip, his fist slick with his arousal.

Another snapchat notification from her came through and Matt inhaled sharply, tapping out of the photo and clicking on the new one. Matt choked out a whine, the muscles in his bicep tightening as he began to reach his high. “Fuck-“ he grunted. His breath caught in his throat as his mind went blank, pleasure coursing through his veins. It was like a drug to him. He couldn’t get enough of the feeling; It didn’t take long for him to get addicted to it, and soon enough once a day turned into twice a day, which turned into three times a day, which turned into too many fucking times to count.

He groaned, a string of vowels passing his lips, his jaw hanging low as he watched his cum spurt from his tip. He breathed in short heavy pants, slowing his strokes to ride out his orgasm. Five ribbons of white hot cum painted his lower stomach. His dick throbbed from the intensity of his orgasm and his body shivered as he slowly came down from his high.

It took a handful of minutes for Matt to realign his senses. His chest rose and fell with even breaths, his dick rested in the puddle of cum on his abdomen. He looked at his hand, his mess coating his fingers and his palm. I wonder if she’d lick my hand clean. Would she suck on my fingers? Would she look up at me with her infamous puppy dog eyes while she does it?

His eyes darted back to his phone, his heart racing as he quickly remembered that he still hadn’t replied to her. He groaned softly upon seeing her pretty face on his screen, her previous snap still on full display for him. He took another moment to admire her before tapping out of the photo. Matt quickly fixed his hair with his clean hand, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his forearm. He picked his phone back up and quickly snapped a photo of himself. He typed a response before sending it to her.

'Relax I'm here.'

'You costed me my battle royale.'

Matt waited for a response, not caring about the mess that still hadn’t been attended to. The nerves in his brain lit up like a Christmas tree as she opened his snap, the endorphins filling him with dopamine as she sent back another photo. He was quick to open it, not caring if she caught on to his eagerness.

'lol you're stupid. call me back when you're done :)'

He tucked his cock back into his boxers, pulling them back up along with his sweats. He stood up, holding the bottom seam of his shirt up, quickly making his way to the bathroom to clean himself up. He peeked out into the hallway, making sure Nick and Chris weren’t anywhere near before slipping into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

Matt cringed at the sticky feeling on his hand, quickly turning on the faucet at the sink, running his hand under the water to rinse most of his mess down the drain. He dried his hand, then grabbed a handful of tissues, cleaning up the rest of his cum before discarding the used tissues into the waste bin. He let his shirt fall down to cover his torso, his eyes landing on his reflection in the mirror. His gaze darted away, disgusted with what he saw.

You’re a terrible friend. If she ever found out, you’d be lucky to not have a restraining order against you. What the fuck is wrong with you. How can you even call yourself her best friend. You don’t deserve her.

He left the bathroom in a hurry, slipping back into his room, gently kicking the door shut behind him. He sat back down at his desk, picking up his phone once again.

Without a second thought, he opened his facetime app, clicking on her contact. The phone only rang twice before she answered, her pretty face illuminating the screen after the call connected. Matt offered her a warm smile, propping his phone up on his desk. “Sorry I hung up on you before,” he mumbled softly, scratching the back of his neck as his gaze landed on her. He picked his headset up off of his desk, holding it for her to see. “Wanna run duos with me?”

𝔄𝔲𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔯'𝔰 𝔑𝔬𝔱𝔢: omg guys, what do we think is gonna happen?

𝔗𝔞𝔤𝔰:

[monsterliker]

Monster Boy Friends! to Lovers? Fluff

Male! Monster x GN! Reader

The noise of the show your long time best friend plays in the background. You’re supposed to be watching it, he has been recommending this show for a while now. And now that you have the time to watch it together you can’t focus on anything but the fact that he’s laying right night to you in your bed.

Your long time best friend also happens to be your long time crush. The way he towers over you and makes you feel safe is definitely a perk. But the main reason that drew you to liking him was how much he cared about you.

When your friendship started you two would call every night and talk about whatever thing or things you both were hyperfixating on. Video games, art, books, movies, whatever. The calls would sometimes last from when you two were supposed to go to bed, until when you two were supposed to be waking up.

And then when you two hung out in person he would make sure you were comfortable. If the area was overwhelming you, he’d gently guide you somewhere else. If your food at a restaurant was not good, he would complain for you.

Eventually you two would open up to each other about your problems. You felt safe talking to him about what troubled you emotionally. You also opened up about how touch starved you feel sometimes…

“You wanna lay on my chest?” He asks you scarily casually. His words causing your face to heat up. He had given you hugs, and even let you rest your head on his shoulder in the car. But cuddling? This was new.

Barely able to get the words out, you ask: “Are you sure?”

“Yeah. I know how much you like my hugs. I think you need this.” He said while lying down and opening up his arms for you to climb into.

Doing just that, you make yourself as comfortable as possibly while trying to hide how red your face was becoming.

He just holds you for a while, continuing to watch the show. Which you have long forgotten about.

“Can I hug you? I mean- like can I hold you like how I would a stuffed animal? Is that weird? I-“ he cuts you off, giving you a little laugh.

“Sure you can. It’s not weird. And if there’s anything you want me to do just ask.”

As you wrap your arms around his waist you think of everything you want him to do. How much is too much? I mean, we’re just friends. Friends cuddle sometimes I think…

“You’re thinking too much. I can just tell. Worst I can say is no, so don’t be afraid to ask for what you want.” He smiles down at you.

After a moment of trying to get the words out, you finally ask: “Can I hold your hand?”

You start to blush again as you realize that you really said that out loud.

“Of course you can, cmon gimme your hand,” he grabs one of your hands and holds it gently in his own. “Yknow, you if we entangle our fingers like this… you can feel my heartbeat.”

You lay there for a moment out of curiosity. “You’re right! I can feel it. Weird.” You giggle.

“If you don’t like it we don’t have to,” he says as his hand starts to slip away. But you grab hold of it.

“N-no! It’s a good weird. I like it. It feels nice.”

“Really? That’s good,” his hand relaxes into yours again.

“Yeah.. the sound and I guess feeling of another persons heartbeat is relaxing to me..” you say slightly embarrassed. He knows how much you crave the touch of another, but you’re still scared of this being too much for friends.

“I have another request.. if it’s not to much!” You blurt out before you can stop yourself.

He raises an eyebrow, “Sure, what is it?”

“Can you play with my hair? Like stroke it or rub my scalp- I don’t know! That’s probably too much-“

He takes his other hand that isn’t holding yours and gently places his thumb on your lips.

“You’re worrying too much. Like I said, worst I can say is no. And I haven’t even said that yet, have I?”

You shook your head no.

“Right, I haven’t. So there’s nothing to worry about. And I don’t mind playing with your hair if it’ll relax you,” he says, his hand moving from your lips up to your scalp.

You’re not even trying to pay attention to the show anymore. All you can focus on is your friend’s heartbeat in your hand and ear, and how he gently, almost lovingly, plays with the hair on your scalp.

After a good while you assume he got bored of scratching your scalp because he moved down to start rubbing the back of your neck, and eventually lower down to your back.

“Feels really nice..” you are barely able to get out the words from how relaxed you are. You could fall asleep like this but you don’t want to. That would be a waste. You want to be conscious to enjoy every second of the attention. Who knows when you’ll get it again.

“Yeah? I hope it does. If you start to feel uncomfortable just let me know.”

“Mhmm” you hum out while nodding.

Author Note: I have a *spicy* part two in mind. Would that be something yall are interested in? Sorry it’s been a while^^

[pbandnoj]

Sending the randomest shit to a pre-relationship Megumi would be the funniest thing. I mean this would before he even realized he had feelings or that you had feelings for him. The poor guy was clueless. And you thought it was hilarious.

Let’s start this off by saying you and Megumi were close, but so were all of you guys, it was a tight nit circle. But Megumi was just different than the rest. So you spent a lot of time together, and texting when you couldn’t be.

So one night you guys as well as Itadori and Nobara were sitting in Megumi’s dorm (the cleanest), just lounging have some random ass conversations. And a few minutes later Megumi was picking up his phone, seeing a message from you. With a raised brow he looked at the simple blue heart emoji you sent, with the most weirded out face you had ever seen him make. Which in turn caused you to burst out laughing getting a few looks from the other two.

Another encounter of this was when you were training. A lax a daisy school day, sparring with each other and some of the 2nd years. And Megumi looked stunning, sweaty and running his hands through his hair every few seconds had you salivating. This garnered another one of your unfiltered texts, and while you knew what you could and couldn’t get away with, you always teetered on that line.

So a “God Damn” text was sent his way. Course he didn’t see that until a few seconds later where he pulled up the bottom half of his uniform top up to wick away the sweat from his face. His eyes went wide as he gave you a look that you couldn’t quite read, a giggle fallin from your lips.

This had happened so many times Megumi decided to enlist Itadori’s help, confused as to what you were getting at. “Itadori,” his calm voice called out, maybe one of the only times he said his name without being irritated with his fellow classmate. The pink-haired teen’s ears perked up, “Yeah Fushiguro?” He called looking up only for a phone to be shoved in his face. Megumi wasn’t good at asking for help and this was the closest it was gonna get, “Read.”

As Itadori’s eyes filtered over the messages a smirk resonated on his face, “I don’t know man, seems like she’s into ya,” he said with a way too toothy grin. Megumi’s brows furrowed as he shook his head, “Not possible,” he huffed out causing Itadori to snicker, “I’m telling you dude that’s what it is.”

And from that day on Megumi was a little too aware of everything you did around him, the dots connecting in his head. But how did he feel about this? He had no clue, absolutely none.

That’s when he went to Nobara, once again someone he wouldn’t normally go to. “Nobara?” He called out the same way he did Itadori’s name, and her ears perking up the same way. “Oh?” She said with a soft snicker, causing Megumi to roll his eyes. Once the situation was explained Nobara’s brow never stopped being raised, “So?” She grumbled eliciting a groan from Megumi, “How am I supposed to feel?”

She shook her head, a tsk coming from her mouth, “Now cmon on Megumi, you’d be passing up a great chance with em.” His brows raised before shaking his head, “That’s not what I’m asking.” Nobara was now the one groaning, “Look, I can’t tell you how you feel, but I’ve seen the way you look at her.”

And let’s just say Megumi was even more confused when he left that conversation, and it didn’t help when he bumped into you. His face was beet red, one of the only time you had seen him like that. “Everything ok Gumi?” His heart fluttered as he nodded, words caught in his throat. “Wanna hang out?” You tilted your head, his heart fluttered once more as he nodded. You smiled, happy he was gonna hang out with you, and his heart fluttered once more.

Let’s just say Megumi never thought he’d be the guy to be in a relationship. He wouldn’t be the guy to want someone. And never did he ever think he’d be the first to confess. Yet here he was muttering the words out, the same calm and collected voice now just a little more shaky.

And while you were flabbergasted of course you accepted, cause you felt exactly the same.

[user9298274001127482]

Bad Mood

pairing: bf!matt x gf!reader

a one-shot where matt goes over to y/n’s place but he’s had a bad day and takes it out on her

warnings: slight angst but mostly fluff

9:00pm

You were currently at your apartment waiting for Matt to come over so the two of you could watch a movie and have a sleepover. You and Matt usually had 2-3 sleepovers a week, sometimes at his place and sometimes at yours.

You both already had each others house keys so you were just waiting for him in your bedroom. You hear keys jangling and footsteps coming closer to your bedroom.

The bedroom door opens and you see Matt. He’s in grey sweats and a black hoodie and he has a frown on his face which you don’t notice at first. “Hey” You stand up and walk over to greet him. You wrap your arms around his neck and lean in to kiss him. He dodges the kiss.

“Hey” he mumbles before walking over to ur bed and sitting up leaning against the bedhead. He scrolls on his phone and doesn’t even look at you. Matt never doesn’t kiss you. Why was he acting so weird?

You settle into warm sheets next to him but not cuddling or touching him in any way. “There’s this new movie on Netflix that seems like something we would like, do you wanna watch now or later?” You ask with a smile on your face in excitement. His eyes are still glued to his phone and he definitely heard you. “Does it look like I wanna watch a movie?” He asks referring to him scrolling on Tiktok.

“Oh sorry” you reply in denial of how weird he was acting. A few minutes go by and he’s still mindlessly scrolling, you re adjust closer to him and link your arm with his and rest ur chin on his shoulder. “Can I watch with you?” you ask glancing at the video on his phone.

“Can you get off me” he moves his shoulder and unlinks his arm, “And just watch tiktok on ur phone” he says. You feel like you’re gonna cry just because he pushed you off him but you decide to ask him why he’s in a mood.

“Why are you in such a bad mood?” you blurt out and watch him turn his phone off and look at you. “Why am I in such a bad mood? Not my fault your so goddamn clingy all the time, the second I come in here your all over me asking for kisses and hugs, just let me breathe a little gosh” he huffs and rolls his eyes.

“Well you’ve never had a problem with it till now I’m sorry I didn’t-“ “Just shut the fuck up making excuses and shit, all you do is just piss me off I don’t even know why I came over, your so annoying to be around” He raises his voice.

annoying? You think, tears are welling up in your eyes now, how could your own boyfriend think you were annoying? “Okay well if I’m so annoying why don’t you just go home?” you say holding back tears. He gets off the bed and storms off.

A few seconds later you exit your bedroom to go to the living room and Matt’s already left, or so you thought. You don’t hold back your tears anymore and let them fall and dampen your cheeks. Right as your about to sit on the couch you turn around to see Matt, he’s still here putting his shoes on.

You immediately attempt to wipe your tears not wanting him to see you like this. He’s looking at you with guilt of making you cry and lashing out on you. “Oh y/n….” he looks at you as he walks over. He pulls you into his arms. “I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to make you cry” He says as he lifts ur chin up so your eyes meet. He brushes his fingertips under your eyes wiping the tears for you.

“Am I really annoying? I’m sorry I don’t try to- “No no trust me I love you and I love how clingy you are. You could never annoy me baby I was just in a bad mood and took it out on you. I’m so sorry” he says peppering kisses on your cheek.

“Okayyy but If I am annoying you tell me, I don’t wanna make you upset” you say looking at the floor. “Cmon as if you could ever annoy me” he smirks and squishes your face with his hands making you giggle.

You wrap your arms around his neck and bury your face in his chest. “I love you” he says while playing with your hair. “I love you too, now can I get my kiss? You know…the one you dodged?” you playfully roll your eyes.

“Yeah you can get a million kisses to make up for it” He pushes you onto the couch so your laying down and he climbs on top of you, peppering kisses all over your face, lips and neck. “I love you so much” He continues kissing you.

[k-aemi]

may the audience have more Nagi x Reader x Reo N$fw content? Where are Nagi and Reo are the Top and Reader is Bottom?

thanks Sweetie<3

nagi seishiro & mikage reo ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ double whammy.

smut, praises, voyeurism, used of the word “pet”, pet play(it’s just cat ears), non/dub, lost of virginity, impregnating

to be honest you regret your decisions. you just so happen to catch the eyes of reo mikage. it wasnt your fault! you were cold, hungry, and homeless. at any desperate measures, youd accept to do anything just for a plate of warm food and a blanket.

you were like a lost kitten in the cold harsh winter. shivering and the only source of coverage was dirty cloth used for your blanket and a worn out pillow. its too cold to be scavenging for food right now. youre starving, it hurts. your stomach growls from the lack of food.

what did you even do to deserve this? your parents kicked you as soon as you turned eighteen, it wasnt fair at all. you didnt ask for this life! not like anything better would happen when youd try to make a living. no one wanted to hire you and it was embarrassing enough to beg for money or food.

the alleyway was always dirty too. filled with broken beer bottles and remnants of piss. it smelled and it was gross. but at least it kept you in the dark out of sight from other civilizations that would of passed by. but soon your ears perked up at the sound of a male voice.

“cmon kitty cmere. gotta get you for nagi.” he rubbed his two fingers to lure the kitty in. but it could only run into the alleyway, scared of the figure. the man sighs before following it.

your body twitched from the sheer contact of the kitty rubbing against you. you cant help but smile at the adorable little thing, petting it and scratching its chin. what a beautiful black kitty. it was at least making you feel better from this gloomy weather that poured upon you. your cardboard shelter was soon to be destroyed.

hearing the male approach you your eyes shift to his figure. seriously why did he have to come here just for a kitty? did he really want this one? why couldnt he just go to the store to buy one. he looked very rich of some sort, his raincoat looked like of expensive material and his watch was shiny, probably a rolex.

the cat purrs and continued to rub itself on you while you and the male exchanged eye contact with each other, the only noises filling the air was the heavy rain. you were already annoyed, why was he just standing there? probably looking down at you because of your poor condition.

“ah. it seems ive found my kitty.” was this cat his? you thought it was just a stray he wanted to play around with. the male walks closer to you, or perhaps the kitty in this case. bending down to your level, his eyes never left yours, which you thought was weird. wouldnt he be looking at his kitty?

your thinking comes to a halt when his tender fingers glides against your chin, lifting it up. a faint smirk appeared on his face.

“lets get you going.”

you dont even know why he brought you in when the kitty was right next to you. but its whatever, he said hed provide you the food and shelter you need as long as you just listen to him. anything to keep you out of that place!

the apartment was way better than the house you previously lived in with your parents. you think it might be even bigger. it was so luxurious looking, was this man some sort of millionaire? he told you to wash up and hed get your clothes ready on the bed.

finally your hair isnt so oily and you feel so relinquished. its been so long since you took a hot shower, it feels like heaven.

the clothing he provided you wasnt so bad. it was a night gown with simple designs, but the fabric did feel expensive of some sort, but not like you would know anything about it.

the male entering in abruptly, he sees youre done preparing yourself. now thinking about it you never told him your name, or you never knew his.

“uhm. you never told me your name.” you clench your chest.

“im sorry. address me as reo.” hed give you an innocent smile.

“ah, well my name is-“ hed stop you with his hand up in the air as he walks closer to you.

“no need for the name.” he has this sick look to him, with his gaze darkening. it kind of creeped you out. he takes hold of your wrist, dragging you out of the room to another.

“if boss likes you then you can live here.” boss? was this some sort of job interview he dude picked you up for? honestly you didnt think through it when he first told you hell provide the necessities you need. like why was he doing this in the first place? why did he choose you, some random girl off the street.

shaking your thoughts away, reo opens the door to another bedroom. revealing another person…was this the boss? you didnt expect “boss” to just be laying in bed playing a game on his phone you assumed. he was wearing a hoodie and some sweatpants which definitely meant this wasnt an interview.

“nagi! i brought you a little treat.” reo excitedly exclaimed. dragging you closer to the bed, presenting yourself. honestly you were pretty with the dirt all over you, but without it you looked even better.

“to brighten yourself up a bit more i brought you a pet.” reos hand creeped up to your shoulders before pushing you onto the mattress. letting out a little yelp as youre now in between the legs of Nagi.

“hmm.” he looks down at you with his phone still held in his hands. he trails his eyes over your figure and to your eyes full of fear. he keeps his stoic demeanor as he observes you.

“i say its more convenient. this one can clean up after herself and wont be such a hassle.” reo climbed onto bed propping himself on you, his knee resting between your legs as he snaked his fingers up your back till it reached your neck. wrapping his hands around it, lifting you up to level to nagis height. “right kitty?”

what? why was he addressing you as a kitty? youre not a pet! you thought you were just going to work for them as a little maid or whatever!

“w-what?” but his grip tightened on you. you can feel his hot breath tickle your ear. “or we could just leave this poor kitty out in the streets and find another one.” reo spoke softly, but the threat was there, disguised with honey laced in those words.

you didnt want to go back. how could you? its gross and made you suffer. made you go endless nights without food. you can only shake your head in refusal. “n-no. ill be good.” reo has this sickening smile to his face, not like you can see it. he parts your hair to place tender kisses on the skin.

“kitties like their chins scratched right?” nagis finger trace its way to your chin, giving it little scratches like you were actually a cat. you can only let out little grunts from their touch. it felt so weird. everything about this did.

but whatever made you live “comfortably” youd tell yourself. you dont want to go back, not to that horror. you got an decent amount of food, but what you lacked was privacy. your attention span would only lay on reo or nagi when theyd request you next to them, plus there was nothing to do anyways in the first place, since youre just a “pet”, why would you need anything else other than food and them?

you just felt so restrictive. you were never allowed to do anything but just tend to them. whether theyd want you to sleep with them or just want your presence in the same room.

thats when you really feel like you were being imprisoned. when reo has a “gift” for you.

“kitty. look what i got custom made for you!" he exclaimed excitedly, patting his lap, signaling for you to sit. you can only comply, settling on his lap, your body immediately perked as he takes hold of your ass. reo lips formed a twisted grin with his gaze darkening. his hands reaching for something inside of a luxurious looking bag.

"ta-da! its a collar for you!" he twirled the collar around his finger. your eyes can only narrow in disappointment with a frown. at first you thought he actually got something youd enjoy, to think youd get your hopes up. but no its a stupid collar, with the name "kitty" traced with gems. reo notices your sudden change in demeanor and pressed his lips into a thin line.

he raises his eyebrow, with an annoyed expression. "what? dont like it?" you know that tone. the tone of "if you dont say what i want you to say, youll be punished." you shake your head urgently, a silent plea in your gesture. "no reo...it looks so nice." his finger tangled in your hair, inhaling the scent of your strands. "good. wanted it to be perfect f'you and nagi." he licked a stripe up your cheek. it felt gross to be so obedient, but you cant do anything if it meant for your survival.

he gently clips the collar onto you, and it looks so perfect on you he thinks. hes sure of it, nagi will definitely love this. he place kisses on your jaw before leading you to nagis room. of course you guys are met with nagi on his computer playing whatever he plays.

“nagi, isnt she pretty with the collar?” reo brings you to him. you can only stand there so awkwardly as your hands intertwined with each others. fiddling with them a bit, you avoid your gaze with reo and nagis.

“hm yeah. she is.” he only took a slight glance at you before his eyes adverted back to his screen. reo can only sigh at nagis lack of attention. he initially got you for nagi to reduce his gaming time because hes basically on it 24/7. reo cant help but fold his arms in amusement when an idea popped into his head.

“heyy nagi. kitty here can make you feel really good.” his hands creeped up to your shoulders, massaging the flesh. good? what did he mean.

nagis ears perked up, intrigued by what he meant by “feel good.” he shifts his head forwards your figure, taking his headphones off. “i wanna feel good.” he leaned back in his chair, still keeping his stoic demeanor.

reo can only let out a twisted grin. and you stood there, not knowing what you were gonna get yourself into.

youre sat on the bed in front of nagis crotch while reo sat on a chair watching from the back. eyeing at yours and nagis naked figure. he gets too excited even his little friend wants to be out of its restraints, but he can only palm his bulge, shifting it to ease the pain.

“cmon kitty. gotta make boss feel good.” you hear reo chuckle after. seriously why is it…so big? the way his cock twitches and the visible veins that stood out intimidated you. youve never seen one so big but its not like you ever saw one before in person.

nagi sighs. he didnt want to do the work for pleasure, so could you hurry it up? he just wants to go back to his game after hes done.

“hurry up.” he said with a stern but soft tone, a mix between those. you sigh before closing your eyes, your palm gently massaging the tip and he shutters under your touch. you didnt want to see what you were doing, youd probably feel disgusted.

he lets out breathy moans that made your heart flutter for whatever reason. its not like you liked this, it was just a natural reaction to feel! your hand strokes the shaft at a normal pace and you peek out, to see his cock twitching in place while pre cum leaked, and it was such a beautiful sight, like it stirred new waves of feelings to you.

his hips instinctively thrust up into your fist to chase his high, but reo interrupted.

“dont you want to put it inside you kitty?” reo smirked at you as you turn to look at him. it was tempting, just the way your hands looked wrapped around his beautiful cock. reo chuckled before getting up, holding something of some sort in his hand. they were cat ears.

“think youll look prettier with these kitty.” propping the headband on you, he lets out a devilish grin. he absolutely cannot contain his excitement. “doesnt she look like a cute kitty now nagi?” nagi lets out a low hum of approval.

you felt humiliated. seriously was this the life you were granted in order to have a roof under your head?

your trail of thoughts were put to a stop when you feel nagis big hands on your hips, lifting you up with ease, your cunt grazing his leaking tip. “hmm...right here?” nagi positioned you before sinking you down on his cock and holy did it stretch you out.

“a-agh.” you hands clawed the sheets beneath you, it felt like he was reaching deep into your stomach and you cant contain the moans that elicit from your lips. nagis thighs quivered from your warm walls squeezing him tight. this feeling of pleasure sure put him in a trance.

“hey. move.” his hands propped himself up, while he stared at your ass. you were still adjusting to his side! what did he mean move?!? reo takes hold of your hips, guiding you through it. “move your hips.” with that tone, you can only frown, obliging to his demands, slowly bouncing on his length. it hurts, it feels like youre being split apart with his cock alone.

nagi throws his head back and reo watches in amusement. fuck thats hot, seeing his cute pet whine and moan from nagis cock. he unbuckles his pants eagerly, he needs to get off from this. stroking the shaft while he watches intensely. the way you struggled to take him hold just builds that knot in his stomach. he could cum right this instant.

nagi watches as you bounce on his cock, the way your ass rebounded when it made contact with his pelvis made his eyes glint with something hes never felt before. he cant help but let out ragged breaths, trying to contain the whimpers that were threatening to come out from his throat.

reos gaze was fixed on you, piercing at your eyes. you become embarrassed. why was he watching you while he touched himself! its so humiliating you cant dare look at him, your eyes were red from the tears that threatened to spill and drool that dropped from the corner of your mouth.

“‘m tired… c-cant..” you were worn out, your hips were becoming sore from the pace you were setting. you dont know if you can take it any longer. your movements suddenly coming to a stop, trying to keep up with your breathing. reo grunts in frustration, he was so close and you just had to stop.

nagi takes this chance to take a breather, your gummy walls that fluttered around his cock makes him feel exhilarating. seeing the way sweat dripped down your back made him swallow his built up saliva.

“dont make me put you back out in the streets.” reo threatened, words laced with venom. he always did that to you whenever you didnt listen or obey his commands. it always worked on you anyways. you were just a lost kitty he found, he can always replace you. but you didnt want that, you cant possibly go back now!

you shake your head before you grind your hips against nagi. trying to chase his high and yours just so you can end this all. but its hard to do that when your legs are already giving out! reo smirks to himself seeing you so eager. he loved how entitled he was to you, brushing the hair from your face to lick your cheek in a affectionate. he loves seeing your fucked out face.

“ah—coming. feels good.” he exhaled a sharp breath. feeling his cock throb inside of you. signaling his release. reo fasten his pace, wanting to come together with nagi. “h-hah. come inside of her.” reo grit his teeth, gripping your hair to stuff you with his cock before he lets his hot liquid pour down your throat. you choke from the sudden intrusion of his cock, eyes closing in shut. “yeah, thats a good kitty.” he purred.

you cant do anything but be forced to swallow his cum, while gagging on his length. it tastes so gross...its so lewd and sticky. nagi lets out a grunt before coming inside of your sweet cunt, and you can feel him filling you up to the brim. his thighs quiver as his chest heaves up and down with exhaustion. how can one possibly come so much..? it makes you feel hazy.

you latch off reos cock with a pop and lift yourself from nagis cock. feeling drained, you fall flat on your face with your butt in the air. too careless about the position. reo chuckles as he sat besides you, spreading your ass, seeing the way nagis cum dripped out of your pussy. "see that nagi? you claimed her."

nagi feeling beat lays back. "ahh...tired now."

im so sorry to this person, u were the first person to request me and i took very long please request again so i can make it up to u (ᵔ◡ᵔ) i hope this one doesnt feel too rushed, its so hard to write something good ( ; ω ; )

[mysicklove]

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋

DAY 7: FEMINIZATION

With: Yuuji Itadori

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: sub! yuuji, gn! reader, men in skirts/feminine clothing, yuuji being shy and embaressed the entire time, teasing reader, praise, reader refers to him as a "she" and "her" throughout the entire thing, handjob

A/N: In my head i see yuuji to be very shy when it comes to sex. ppl most likely dont see him this way, so it may be ooc of him. idk u tell me.

“Is this really necessary?” 

You grin, freaking out on the inside, but trying to hold your composure. Dark eyes flicker to yours, and he pouts, tugging at the fabric with nerves.

You managed to convince Itadori into wearing the cutest pink short skirt, so short that his tip peeks out from below the fabric, and he's uselessly pulling it down to try to cover it. He wears a white v-neck tank top, that slightly exposes his chest due to the lack of cleavage he possesses. And finally, you convinced him to wear white frilly thigh highs. 

His face matches the skirt, and he's gulping under your gaze. “Its embarrassing,” he complains lowly, padding his way over to you. He stands in front of you while you sit on the edge of the bed, looking up at him. Your hands drag over the soft fabric, admiring the texture, and rubbing it between your thumb and pointer finger.

“Soft,” You mumble, leaning forward and resting your head on his hip. He jumps slightly when he feels you just graze his groin. The boy reaches his hand down and rests it on your head, petting it with a blush on his face.

“My pretty girl.”

He uses the other hand to cover his eyes, a wobbly smile on his face. “I’m not a girl,” Yuuji replies, looking away from you as his body begins to heat up.

You grin at him, and move backward on the bed, pulling him forward toward you. You rest your back against the headboard and pat your lap, signalling for him to sit on it. He pauses, and then shakes his head.  “Cmon, sit Yuuji.”

“I'm too heavy,” He replies, playing with his hands a little nervously.

You grab them and pull them forward, sending him stumbling forward and into your lap. He quickly maneuvers himself to straddle you, not letting his entire weight on you. He didn't mind having to hold himself just slightly up, he rather that then to be nervous of him accidentally hurting you. “Aw, you are showing,” You say, smiling at his lap.

The skirt must have flipped upward with his movements, because now his cock is on full display. It's hard, and throbbing against the pink fabric. He pulls the skirt down immediately, hands moving to cover it as quickly as possible. 

You pout at him, hands moving on top of his. “Wanna see your pretty cock. Bet it will look so cute with your outfit,” You murmur, pressing your lips to his chest, covered by the thin tank top.

His ears burn, and his eyes flicker to yours. “You're being so weird,” He half-heartedly complains, gulping when he feels your mouth bite one of his nipples. 

“Can't help but be a perv to my cute little girlfriend.”

He lets out a small whine, arm raising to cover his face. It's so rare for him to be flustered, usually pretty confident in his position in bed, but the second he tries something new he seems to crumble under your gaze. It was cute, watching your usual puppy like boyfriend turn shy. “B-Boyfriend…And I'm not cute, nor little,” He uselessly reasons to you, fidgeting with anything his hands can find.

You pull back his skirt before he could process your movements. Yuuji lets out a small yelp, and tries to cover himself, but you move his hands away. “Hmmm, don't know, your girl cock seems to get excited whenever I mention the word girlfriend,” You tease, rubbing a finger up his shaft, as his face heats up.

“G-Girl cock? Stop it,” he whines, gripping onto your waist with a pout. It gives you a view of his chest, and you hum, dragging your finger over his right nipple. He doesn't say anything, letting you do what you want, even if he jumps lightly from when you gently pinch him.

Eventually when you grow bored, and his cocks begins to leak, you move your hand to his mouth. He makes eyecontact with you, asking for confirmation, so you nod, and he moves himself toward the cupped palm and spits in it. 

You coo at him, and he shakes his head, pulling away from the hand, and watching as you move it down to his dick. Your now wet hand begins to stroke him off, him twitching in your hold, trying not to get too excited and blow his load too fast. 

“Look Yuuji, you are so wet.”

He sighs, and without realizing the meaning behind it, nods at your words. You in return kiss his cheek, using your other hand to rub your hands up and down his chest. “Such pretty tits. So big.”

“B-Been working on my chest for a bit,” He whispers and you can't help but laugh. He wasn't lying though, over the years you've known him, his frame has gotten bigger, and with it, his pectoral muscles. 

He groans, eyes falling shut, and unconsciously leaning deeper into you. More of his weight falls on your lap, but you don't mind, focusing solely on your hands traveling his body. “Is it okay if I cum?”

You chuckle at him, teasingly pinching one of his nipples. “So soon?”

He whines at the words, feeling the familiar blush creep upon him. No matter how many times you've done it, he always gets uncharacteristically shy, and way too excited. It was like you were fucking a virgin, but you always found it cute, how the second the two of you fall into bed he can barely look at you. “Sorry.”

Your hand picks up the pace, and he slumps against you, eyes hazy as he approaches his high. “It's alright. You feeling good, pretty?”

He begins to pant into your neck, his breath warm, and his pink hair brushing against your shoulder. “Mhmmm. W-Wanna cum, please.”

You nibble on his ear, and whisper, “Tell me about how pretty you are.”

His first reaction is to shake his head and deny you, embarrassed by this entire thing, but he knows that he will cum better with your approval. So he gulps, and nods, before mumbling a weak, “I think I am pretty.”

You run a hand through his pink hair. “What is pretty about you?”

He whines your name, eyes traveling up to meet yours. Itadori continues to frown, even with his breathy moans from the stroke of your hand. You focus on the tip, rubbing your thumb around his slit, and he gasps, eyes slightly rolling back. “My–My….Body?”

You pull down his tank top, kissing his chest, and then his neck. “Super pretty. Looks so good in the cute clothing, right?” He nods, mostly out of habit, but you don't say anything, just humming for him to continue.

It's getting harder for him to think, but he needs to go quickly, because he is getting closer to cumming with each passing second. His hips begin to rock into your hand. “Um…My face?”

"One of the reasons that you are so loveable," You compliment, planting a kiss to his lips, and when you pull away, he tries to follow, looking away with a red face when you snicker at him. “One more, then you can cum.”

He tries to think about something, but the sound of your hand squelching up and down his cock is getting him distracted. He begins to stare at himself getting stroked, panting from directly above it. He grips onto the fabric of the pink skirt, and then looks back at you. “My dick?”

“She is so pretty. And look at all the attention she is getting.” Referring to his cock as a “she” makes him twitch, and he wants to hide his face again. Some part of him feels humiliated by it, and with the humiliation, came arousal. 

“Y-Yeah. Um, can I now? I’m really really close,” Yuuji pleads, making eye contact with you, and leans in so close that his lips just graze your own. 

You nod at him, smiling. “Go ahead lovely.”

He nods, pressing his lips to yours for about ten more seconds until his breaths become heavier, and his orgasm hits him. He trembles, pulling away from your mouth to bury his fingers into his skirt. Small moans are released, and you stroke him through it all, watching as the white liquid stains the pink fabric. “Good girl. Doing so well,” You coo through it all, and he tries to nod, but fails.

A couple seconds go by, and he's come down from his high, trying to catch his breath. You wipe away his cum with a rag, smiling when his body jerks slightly from overstimulation. “That was…Nice.”

“Yeah? You seemed to be pretty embaressed.”

He laughs lightly. “No, I definitely was. Being called a girl feels…weird. No offense to girls!  I like girls a lot! Just I am a boy, so it's just–weird!” He stammers out, returning back to his usual chatty and upbeat behavior. 

You laugh at him and he grins at you. “But I didnt mind it…It was fun.”

“Next time we should put you in makeup and panties,” You say, raising your eyebrows suggestively.

His eyes widen and his ears burn with embarrassment. “Panties? H-How? I am a guy, I can't wear girls underwear!” He exclaims, grabbing onto your shoulder lightly to get his point across.

You chuckle at him. “I know plenty of guys who wear girls underwear,” You lie, knowing that it will trigger some sort of reaction.

And you were right, he immediately finds himself feeling jealous. “What? You have seen guys in panties? Why havent you told me about this. You can't just say that! Who have you seen?”

You play into the joke, pushing him off of you with a grin, and turning over, looking at the opposite wall. “Can't tell you. It's a secret.”

He shakes your body to try to get you to look at him, “Secret? Hey! Don't go to sleep, this is important!” 

And by the end of it all, you convinced him to wear panties under his skirt next time.

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ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Introducing… zombie!chris .ᐟ

Died in the 00’s, some ghost-hunting kids accidentally brought him back to live from the grave, family died many years ago, torn up clothes, scars and sew marks on his limbs, greenish-withered tint to his skin, a specific scar going down his eye he likes to make up stories about how he got it, quite flirty, charming, face card is at max, has a special rotten spot in his heart for innocent!reader, loves how delicate reader’s skin is, compares hand sizes but without a few fingers, even tho he may be undead he does know how to fuck well, doggy style enthusiast, loves classical music, quite a prankster, likes to scare reader whenever her nose is in a book too long, doesn’t want to dress up for Halloween even tho reader wants to match costumes, adores the fuck out of dogs, loves watching reader get flustered when he calls her ma’am darling or sweetheart “Oh cmon, darling, you have to watch your step next time than have your nose stuck in those books”

| ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 - things I assume he would say |

🧟‍♂️ - “Do you need a hand, ma’am?” He asks while detaching his arm and waving it around.

🧟‍♂️ - “Fuck… um- could you sew my dick back onto me, please?” He gestured down to the place where his dick is now missing from.

🧟‍♂️ - “I don’t need new clothes, I’m fine with these, they add character to my person!” “But people think you’re dressed up as a zombie all year.” “Well they can go fuck themselves for all I care,”

🧟‍♂️ - “Now do I have to? I have no idea how to bakee…” He whines but you grab his hand and drag him into the kitchen, but try not to be too rough as his arm is pretty flimsy.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 introducing… innocent!reader .ᐟ

A big sweetheart, loving family, virgin, loves all small animals, pink bows, mostly pastel clothes, delicate skin, gentle with anyone & everyone, always wanting to help, books enthusiast, clueless, falls for Chris’s pranks, a scaredy-cat, very lovable, secretly is falling for zombie!chris even tho she shouldn’t, blames all of it on the books, very curious about zombie!chris & tends to ask a lot of questions, adores baking fresh pastry, wants to create her own bakery but is too scared too, soft spot for zombie!chris, feels bad for him, always tries to convince zombie!chris to do something new, forces him to bake with you knowing he secretly enjoys it, bit of a crybaby, hates being mean, cozy like a little cute grandma, very innocent on a lot of topics, “S-stop calling me that, it makes my face feel weird”

| ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 - things I assume she would say |

🌸 - “You’re such a unique creature, sometimes I wonder how you’re even real” She cluelessly wonders while she runs a hand through his hair.

🌸 - “Let me just grab my sewing kit and you stay here, ‘mkay honey?” She reassured before getting up from her seat and going into her kitchen.

🌸 - “Can you tell me the story of how you got brought to life again?” She asks curiously, loving to hear how he tells the story each time.

🌸 - “Can we pleasee go bake some cookies? It’ll be great bonding time…” She pleads, giving him the sweet puppy eyes that always make him say yes.

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