#like cmon. if we have to make shit up to back up our side then wtf are you even fighting for really

[xsublimelimex]

21+ only

All characters are adults above the age of 21

Minors DNI

I wake up to the sound of my sweet girl whining in her sleep. I look beside me and she’s laying on her side facing me. She looks so cute her small lips pursued and her eyebrows furrowed. She murmurs to herself, something about not sharing her Cheeto puffs.

I laugh quietly to myself. Seems like whatever is happening in that dream of hers it’s got her riled up! She cries out and speaks more gibberish. I stroke her hair and shush her in an attempt to soothe her. She quiets down for a few moments before thrashing around once more.

“Oh sweetheart.” I tskk quietly. I think I know what will have her calming down because there’s just no way I’ll be able to sleep with her thrashing and crying out the way she is.

I pull my big heavy breast out from my silky sleep top. “Ugh,” my tit is so full already even with the nighttime feeding a few hours ago. In the dark I pull my beautiful girlfriend towards me and and she rolls over onto my chest. I lean back a little and brush my hard leaking nipple against her pouty lips. “Cmon sweet girl take mommy’s milkies.” I manage to get a drop past her lips and she moans and opens her mouth wider. I slip my nipple into the small opening and she clamps down sucking rhythmically. Her warm mouth feels like heaven around my nipple.

“Oh good girl, there we go keep drinking from mommy.” She quiets down completely and I’m finally able to shut my eyes.

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In the morning I wake up to my sweet girl stretched out across my chest face down suckling on my other breast. “Mmm mamaa so yummy.” She lisps out around my tit. I stroke the back of her head and slide my hand down to her diaper which is very full of piss and shit it wets my fingers slightly as I squeeze. “Aw Baby you wanted more milk? Take as much as you want sweetheart.” I tell her in my raspy morning voice head tilted back as I enjoy the feel of her warm drooling mouth sucking on my tender large nipple.

She hums and suckles harder drool mixed with my breastmilk leaking out as she does. She pushes her diapered booty in my wet palm and lazily grinds against my thigh.

“You’ve been such a good girl for mama! You went number 1 & 2 in your diaper like the hood little baby you are! Mommy is so proud of you sweetheart but I know you can make one more poopy in your Princess diapie before I change you, now can’t you?” I question her softly as I stroke the drool around her lips as she breastfeeds. She looks at me with her gorgeous doe eyes and nods. “Good girl, let’s get you downstairs and mommy will make you breakfast. What’re you thinking? French toast, waffles or pancakes?“ I ask her as I tuck a strand of hair behind her bejeweled ear. “Pwancakes pwease mommy.” She lisps around my nipple milk spilling out as she does.

“Pancakes it is. Once you finish up we’ll head downstairs.”

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It’s a sunny November day the warm sunlight filtering through our home. I’m wrapped in my fuzzy robe flipping the pancakes meanwhile my sweet girl is on the floor on the floor in the kitchen on her baby mat coloring and quietly humming.

It’s a cozy calm morning and it’s safe to say we’re quite enjoying it.

I plate her pancakes and bacon making a smiley face with the blueberries and I drizzle it lightly in maple syrup. “Your breakfast is ready sweet girl.”

“Yay pwancakes!!!” She cheers and pushes herself up and attempts to waddle over to me but her diaper is so soaked at this point her legs are extremely far apart from the soaked padding. She falls back onto her bottom and looks up at me and raises her arms. “Not right now sweetie mommys hands are full.” I raise the plates in my hands to prove my point. She pouts and huffs before getting on her hands and knees. I smile, “such a good little baby girl.” I praise as I walk past her slow crawl her diaper basically dragging against the kitchen floor leaving a slug trail of her yellow piss. I spot the mess and shrug my shoulders, I’ll just clean that later it’s just my baby girls piss after all.

She climbs up her high chair but can’t figure out how to sit properly because of her diaper. “Mommy I need help pwease.” She lisps around her paci I didn’t realize she popped in. “Mommy to the rescue, let’s see.” I set our plates down on the kitchen table and turn back to her still standing bow legged clutching the arms of the chair. “Okay mommy sees the issue it’s that piece between your legs that’s making it hard to sit huh” I clutch her waist and attempt to plop her on the seat. She of course can’t slide all the way down into the seat because I her full diaper but the front is all piss it should work. “Mommy I told yous I can’t fit I need to sit in the big gowl seat!!” She pouts as if that’s the worst thing ever but I know her. “Haha you think you’re so slick! You’re going to fit in this seat don’t you worry your little noggin.” I tap her head. She huffs and quiets down.

I push the front of her diaper up against her cunt and she whines and humps my hand. Piss leaks down her bare thighs but I quickly push her into her seat and she fits. “See! It’s snug but you fit.” I smile proudly bjt my smile drops as she starts humping the middle piece of her chair and moans “Mama. “

“No bad girl i don’t wanna see any of that. Thag little wet cunt of yours isn’t allowed to seek any pleasure until you make a poopy in your diaper again.” I state sternly. She whines and doesnt listen still rubbing as piss flows down her legs. I grab her Face and squish her cheeks with one hand, “don’t make me repeat myself darling.” At that she stops immediately. “Sowwy mama nu again pwomise.” She tells me with her lips squished together.

“Good Girl.” I Release her face and I put her table piece and set her pancakes down. She claps, “yay smiley fwace!!” She cheers. “Eat up sweetie.” I say as I sit beside her at the head of the table and dig in.

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“Mama mowe milkies pwease.” She raise her princess bottle at me. Her face and hands are covered in syrup and she looks so freaking cute. “Of course baby.” I get up and unscrew her bottle. I pull my robe open and my tits fall free. I decided to stay naked today in the mood to feel the air stroke my wet mommy pussy.

She claps and wiggles in her seat as I lean over to squeeze my breastmilk into her bottle. Before I know it my daughter leans in and captures my fat leaking nipple into her mouth suckling hard. “Oh fuck baby girl there we go there we go. Oh God. If you wanted it straight from the tap all you had to do was ask.” I clutch her head to my chest before I begin to get uncomfortable from the table digging into my soft stomach. I slip my finger into her mouth and stop her suckling. “Mamaaaa” she whines. “Shhh I know sweetie just you wait.”

I remove her from the seat and sit her in my lap, her legs hanging off to the floor and her head nestled against my breast suckling softly. Her arm is around my neck holding onto me as she drinks. “There we go darling, keep sucking down your mamas milk. Such a Good Little daughter.” She moans and a loud smelly fart is heard followed by a gushing sound as she unloads into her sagging full diaper. I reach down and squish her stinky mess against her bottom. “Such a good girl making a big stinky for your mama. Let’s get you changed.”

I haul her up into my arms her stinky butt pressed against my arm as I carry her into the living room where we have a changing mat.

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I open the tabs but before I can pull down her diaper she cries clutching her belly, “oh no mama thewe’s mowe.” I shush her, “It’s okay Baby keep making pushies into your diaper I’m just gonna pull it down to see what going on in there.” I say calmly and she nods with tears in her eyes and her forehead scrunched as she pushes. I push her knees back and tell her to hold them as I pull down her diaper.

It’s so full of her shit it’s insane. She really did such a good job making poopies I’m so proud of her for being brave and using her diaper. “Such a brave little girl for mama. I’m so proud of her sweetheart.” She moans and groans as I look at her asshole which is squeezing out a big log. “Wow look at that little asshole. Pushing out such a big poopy mama is impressed sweet girl.” I laugh and act in my impulse and flick her clit. The action surprises her and she squeezes down and the log plops ontop of her earlier poopies. “Mama!!” She moans and squeezes down again a loud fart pushed out of her small tight hole. “Keep pushing Baby Theres more in there.” She nods and groans loudly as she pushes and pushes. Her cute tiny asshole expands as it makes room to push out the rest of the log. Once’s it’s out she releases her legs and her arms fall at her sides and she squirts out a stream of piss. She sighs in relief. “Wow look at that. You made such a big mess for mommy. I’m so proud of you sweetheart, let’s get you cleaned up yea?” I coo as I rub her thighs. She lazily smiles and keeps her legs spread, “yesh pwease mama.”

I clean her cute little tush and her little cunt up and roll her dirty diaper and tie it off in a plastic bag. “Up” I tap her leg so I can slide the fresh diaper under her. She complies. “You know you were such a good girl for mama right? You made such a big stinky mess you practically made me gag. Only true baby girls make messes like that. Are you mamas baby girl? Are you mamas little slutty stinky poopy baby girl?” I coo as I blow a raspberry on her belly.

She giggles and wiggles around, “hehe yesh mama.” I place a kiss on her bare pubic area and look down at her glistening folds. “Aww look at my sweet girl she’s so wet. You want to make cummies baby? Hmm?” I question as I stroke the skin between her thigh and where her cunt is. “Uhuh yesh pwease.” She whines and thrusts up. Her pussy collides with my chin and she rubs it. Her pussy soaking my chin from how wet she is. “No baby be a good girl and relax.” I push her hips down and move my face from her sopping pussy. “Oh please mommy please I need to release so badly please I want it. I’ll be a good girl I promise.” She begs with tears in her eyes. “Hmmm we’ll see.”

I rub her swollen clit with my two fingers slowly and she moans, “yess mommy yes.” I can’t take it anymore seeing her little cunt so wet I drop down and lick her from her clenching asshole to her clit and she gasps not expecting it. “Fuck such a dirty little girl, you tastes so good. Fuck mommy’s face baby fuck it.” I slide my tongue inside her soaking little hole and she moans and grinds against my face. Her clit rubbing against my nose.

Her fingers are buried in my hair as she uses it as leverage. “Mommy mommy something is coming something is coming.” She cums on my tongue fuck if it isn’t the sweetest thing ever. “Such a good girl.” I lick her a couple more times and circle her clit again with my tongue sucking it into my mouth and she whines from the overstimulation. Before I can move away I feel warmth against my face as she pisses all over my already soaked face from her pussy juices. “Mama I go potty on you fwace.” She tells me as if I wasn’t aware. “Haha yes you are Sweet Girl It’s okay Mama was thirsty anyway.” I swallow what I can as she pisses. It soaks into her diaper and I stuff my face against her asshole meets her now soaked diaper. I lick at her relaxed asshole and rub my nose down into her piss soaked diaper loving how she smells. “Fuck darling your piss smells just like mommy’s milk so yummy.” She giggles and covers her face. “Don’t be shy now sweetie.” I laugh and pull her hands away and kiss her plush red lips.

The End.

[snekdood]

That person on twitter who was acting like that one google maps pic of stl where the richer parts of it are more green is *actually* just peoples lawns and the city actually has more trees-- why are you lying? You're making us look dumb lol

[bloodlust-1]

˗ˏˋRelieve Meˎˊ˗ part 1

Halsin x fem Tav — Explicit 18+

Summary: Halsin is looking a bit tense, Tav offers to massage his muscles and relieve his tension in the best way she can. He wants to return the offer to help relieve her as well.

"I never felt my heart stir like this before you, I haven't loved in so long, and yet there it was...and I was in it.”

-> Part 2 <-

TW: none for part1

Note: needed some big-boy energy. This will be an explicit two-parter so ;p enjoy.

It was one hell of a day, everyone nearly dragged themselves into their tents for a well-deserved rest. Recently their travels have been getting harder and harder as they inch close to Buldars Gate. But no matter, the party seemed to try to keep their cool with Halsin’s and Shadowheart’s healing. Sometimes it was just too much though.

Tav sat by the fire with Karlach, who was rubbing her neck, “All that healing couldn’t get the crook out of this fucking neck. I’ve taken weaker hits that hurt less than this.”

“I agree, we’re all walking zombies at this point. Maybe we should take a break tomorrow. We all look like shit.” Tav laid her back on the floor and stretched her limbs out. Just as she sat back up her glance catches Halsin. He was walking by to pick up some food rations, an apple, and placed it in his mouth before walking away.

“Gods what I would do to that man…He makes me look small.” Karlach let out a small sigh of passion. She then looked at Tav who was lost in thought, “Hey, Soldier! Are you admiring our Druid, hm?” She nudged Tav’s shoulder with a smirk.

“He just looks…tense is all.” She rubbed her shoulder that Karlach nudged and hid her smile a little.

“Cmon you’re totally into him! Have you not laid in bed with him yet? I thought you guys were close..maybe even a little too close. Buuut— if it doesn’t work out for you let me know. I’d love to have a go with him.” Karlach giggled and nodded, “I’m serious, go talk to him.”

“And say what? What if he’s tired and doesn’t want visitors. He didn’t even say a word to us.” Tav was visible flushed. A nervous wreck even.

“Shit I don’t know! Make something up. You did say he looked tense. Touch some of those muscles in the name of help. You’re catching my drift?” She winked and pointed at his tent, “hurry before he falls asleep.”

“Karlach you’re a fucking genius. I’ll be back.”

“Or not.” Karlach chimed and sat up, “I’m heading to bed, don’t enjoy yourself too much, soldier.” Karlach reached out her hand for Tav’s and pulled her up to her feet. “Good luck.” Karlach ruffled up Tav’s hair before heading to her tent.

Tav palmed down her fly-aways before holding her head high. Karlach was right, they were close but they never took it to the next level. Why? She wasn't quite sure why, all she knew was that it was time to have courage. She wiped her sweaty palms on her shirt and made her way to his tent.

"Halsin, you there?" Tav pulled the draped curtains to the side. She saw him placing ointment on a couple scratches on his arms.

His eye darted up and he gave a surprised look, "Oh, Tav..I'm sorry, I would've cleaned up a bit. I wasn't expecting company. Please come in." His tent was littered with books, potions, and random old letters from the grove.

"Do not worry about that but—“ She welcomed herself in and kneeled down next to him. "Let me help you with this." She grabbed the small jar of ointment and started to smear any cuts she could find on his arms.

"You're too kind. I would not have bothered you with something small like this. I appreciate it all the same, thank you." He sat still and did not even budge to the pain at first,

Tav nodded her head. This was no trouble at all, after all, she really did care for his well-being. "If you don't mind, it'd be easier to get all these cuts without this shirt." She tugged on the hem of his shirt.

"Of course, little one." He grabbed the edge of his shirt and lifted his arms up. His muscles were immaculate as always, the sweet scent of eucalyptus wafted off him, and she could see all the untouched cuts. Some were deep, small, and even healed. Bruises of all kinds of healing stages were scattered on his skin.

"Halsin! You know these could get infected right? If you needed help it wouldn't be a problem!" Her face was angered. Her eyebrows furrowed, and the sight was nothing short of hurt.

"I'll manage." he patted her head and smiled softly at her. As if he wasn't in any kind of pain.

Tav shook her head, she was visibly angry, "You're so stubborn, allow me." She reached out her hand and placed it over his cheek, "I want to help you."

"You've helped me enough. I'll forever be in your debt if you keep going like this." Halsin stared with loving eyes. His gaze was soft and warm, and a gentle smile crept on his lips. His eyes sparkled with the joy of being in her presence, and he looked at her with admiration and affection.

"Then you'll just have to make it up to me one day." Tav pulled away her hand, "Now, let's see this back." She adjusted herself to face his back. Tav continued to aid his cuts, and from time to time he winced to the pain. "You know Halsin. Back at home, I dabbled in some medicinal skills."

"Oh really? This is news to my ears, tell me more, dear." Halsin perked up. He loved educating and learning new knowledge to add to his collection of skills. This definitely peaked his interest because Halsin never knew Tav had medicine skills since she was a fighter.

"Well— my people believed that healing was more than just potions. It's important to take care of your muscles and physique." She rubbed her hands together to create friction. She placed the warmth of her palms against his back. Tav began to lightly press pressure into his skin with long slow strokes. "This'll help reduce tension, improve circulation, and relieve any pain. I can definitely feel how tense your muscles are."

Halsin let out small little groans of relief as Tav's fingers glided up and down his spine. She started to apply a little more pressure and could feel his muscles start to loosen up. Halsin was truly all muscle, she's never touched a man with so much density, not for medical reasons and definitely not intimately. For as much as Tav was in awe, she genuinely tried her best to relax him. He deserved it after all. He did not need to leave his home in the name of aiding Tav. She was grateful for Halsin as much as he was grateful for her.

Her hands glided up and rubbed the muscles of his neck. Halsin could feel her breathing against his neck, it felt like hot little prickles that hit the skin. Halsin shivered in response. Tav noticed the goosebumps along his neck, "Does that feel good?" She whispered innocently in the back of his ear. The heat of her breath tickling his skin.

Halsin leaned his head outward to expose more skin, "Mmm, it puts a healing spell to shame." He complimented Tav. But under his relaxed facade, Halsin was melted with every touch from her warm hands. He was trying to find restraint in himself as an Arch-druid after all. He tried to close his eyes in an attempt to calm down his racing heart, but it only made it worse. He felt like he could feel and smell the presence of Tav. Lewd thoughts crumbled his mind and it made his skin crawl more. As a druid, all his senses were heightened, and the feeling for more clouded his judgment.

Tav noticed the small groans, his skin layered with goosebumps, and felt like his shoulders tensed up once again. She went back to work to massage him some more until she pulled away, and decided to sit in front of him instead. "Let me see your hand?" She said softly as she reached out for one of his hands and rubbed them lovingly.

His hand was way bigger than hers. She thought it was cute how mighty he was, yet how gentle his personality was. Tav thought Halsin was probably touched by the gods themselves with the way he looked. He was truly a masterpiece, a muse. As she rubbed his hands Halsin suddenly intertwined his fingers with hers, stopping Tav from massaging him. Tav's cheeks lit up crimson, and she darted her wide eyes at his gaze. He was holding her hand, one that engulfed her own but she felt so protected by it.

Halsin looked at the woman with an intense gaze, his hazel eyes softened. He was captivated by her beauty, taking in every detail of her face and scars. His heart was pounding in his chest as he thought of all the amazing moments they had shared together. He had such strong feelings of love for her, and he knew deep down that she was the one for him. He was filled with a sense of contentment and joy just being in her presence, and he looked forward to what the future held for them. "I never felt my heart stir like this before you, I haven't loved in so long, and yet there it was...and I was in it. I hope you feel the same, I fear the most these days." He grabbed both her hands and placed a tender kiss on them. "I want to repay your kindness, only if you'll allow me, of course."

Tav eagerly agreed to Halsin's offer, she too felt a connection and a strong mutual attraction. She was a woman who would never take Halsin's love for granted, "I feel the same, Halsin...I'd be happy too."

He smiled and placed a single kiss on her lips. It was tender and gentle, sadly it lasted only a moment before he pulled away, "Meet me at my tent tomorrow night and I will grant you a night of pleasure. One that you'll remember for all your long nights. I want to make you feel good too, my heart."

[tribalchief2112]

Make up

Warnings: 18+ Smut

Word count: 2.2k

Not proof read, sorry for any mistakes

First time writing smut 🌚🌚🌚

Zilla Fatu x Nyla Blake (Black OC)

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I rolled out the dough for my cinnamon buns as Jhené Aiko sang gently, echoing out of the speaker. For the first time in a while i felt peaceful: there was no one to bother me, no one to disrupt my happiness and no one in my space. My boyfriend Isayah, or better know as Zilla Fatu had gotten into an argument just over a week ago and I had been ignoring him ever since, after his questionable actions.

I felt like he had been putting more time and effort into wrestling rather than our relationship and I know it sounds selfish but it was truth. We both had pretty hectic schedules, with him training almost every day and me working at the hospital until the early hours of the morning, sometimes we were never able to see each other but I tried to make it work, I tried to put in the effort.

When I got in from work at 6am, he’d be leaving out to head to the pc. He’d rush past me hurriedly, placing a kiss on my cheek then practically running out the door, hardly acknowledging my presence. This cycle had been going on for weeks and became even worse when he went away for 3 weeks. I’d check in on him everyday, asking how training went, making sure that he was all okay in general. All I got back from him was dry two word answers. This break really made me question our relationship and when he finally got back I snapped. We got into a heated argument and ever since then i’d been giving him the silent treatment.

He’s been trying everything to get me to speak to him but I refuse to break until I receive a true heartfelt apology, which I knew wasn’t coming anytime soon.

Not even 2 minutes later, my peace and quiet evaporated into thin air as the front door slammed shut, letting me know that Zilla was home. With my back to him, I made sure not to acknowledge his arrival as he threw his bag in the closet and made his way to the kitchen, taking a water bottle out the fridge. I turned up the music and went back to my baking, spreading the cinnamon sugar all over the squared dough.

I felt him standing behind me, his eyes burning a hole through my skull. Nevertheless, I continued rolling the buns into a cylinder getting ready to cut them up. Before I could grab the knife, I felt his warm body come up behind me, forcefully pressing me into the counter as him arms snaked around my waist while he placed kissed against my neck. I felt my restraint slow slipping away as he grip tightened and he pressed into me further, causing my breathing to shallow and head to fall back.

Before he went to far and I lost all sense of composure and self respect, I shook him off my and went back to what I was doing, making sure to move to another part of the kitchen. Zilla sucked his teeth, following me over. ‘‘Why you still mad at me ma, can’t we fix this shit?’’ he questioned as his eyes pierced the side of my face. ‘‘We can’t fix shit until you apologize Isayah,’’ I mumbled, turning away from him.

‘‘What I gotta apologize for, I ain’t did nun wrong,’’ he spoke as the anger in his tone grew. I stared at him quizzically, wondering if what he said was a joke before a laugh fell from my mouth. ‘‘Are you fucking kidding me Isayah? You haven’t done anything wrong,’’ I questioned in disbelief. ‘‘For the past three fucking months you’ve neglected our relationship, neglecting me. You don’t make time for us any more especially when you’re away, you don’t even look at me.’’

‘‘Nyla cmon that ain’t true. How you gon’ stand there tryna tell me ion make time for you?’’ Zilla responded back, a sharpness in his tone. ‘‘Because it’s the truth Zay, all you do train then when you get back here it’s like… it’s like i don’t exist no more.’’ I shouted back as I felt the tears pooling in my eyes. ‘‘I don’t have the energy for this Zilla, just leave me alone.’’ I huffed with a deflated tone.

He stared at me for what felt like hours before he scoffed and went upstairs. Once I heard the shower turn on, I finally continued my task, cutting the cinnamon buns and setting them in a dish so they could rise. I tried not to let my talk with Zilla longer on my mind but it was so hard, all I wanted was to fix things so we could go back to normal.

After cleaning the kitchen, I went upstairs to our room to sort out my hair. It’d been sat in two braids for the past week and definitely needed some tlc. So I sat at my vanity, sectioning my hair into 4, soaking it with my spray bottle and added the moisturizer all throughout my hair making sure to finger coil some strands around my face. Before I had the chance to finish, the door to the en suite fell open as Zilla walked out with a towel round his waist.

I kept my focus on my hair as he padded around our room searching for his clothes. I frantically finished my hair then went back down stairs to the living room, not wanting to be in his presence.

As the night stretch on, me and Zilla kept our distance, him residing in our bedroom while I sat in the living watching whatever show I could find. My phone vibrated next to me, letting me know it was time to take the cinnamon buns out the oven. I jumped up from the couch and took them out, letting the beautiful smell flood the house. As I went over to the fridge to get the cream cheese frosting, yet again I felt a cold hand snake around my waist. Zilla held me tight against his body as he placed kissed up and down my collar bone.

‘‘Ma you know i’m sorry, just let me make it up to you,’’ he spoke inbetween kisses. ‘‘Just because you claim you’re sorry doesn’t change anything Isayah, you need to show me.’’ I said gasping for air.

‘‘What you want me to show you Ny?’’ he asked as his hand moved down to my shorts, moving them out the way to rub my clothed pussy. ‘‘Damn she already wet fa me. She missed me that much babe? Did she miss this dick?’’ Zilla teased as his hand slid my panties out the way, rubbing his two fingers along my slit before teasing my clit. The restraint I’d worked so hard to build slipped away before my eyes as I writhed against him, feeling his dick against my back side.

‘‘Zilla’s gonna make it up to you ma, I promise,’’ he spoke eagerly as he spun my around and threw his lips onto mine, engulfing me into a bruising kiss as my arms wrapped around his neck pressing against him. His hands traveled to my ass as he picked me up, carrying me to our room.

When we got to the room, he tossed me onto the bed as a ravenous look fell upon his face. Our heavy breathing filled the room as he dropped to his knees, pulling me to the edge of the bed removing my shorts and panties. He moved his head closer, his hot breath fanning against my pussy before his tongue darted out licking up my slit, taking my clit into his mouth.

My back arched off the bed as my hands made their way to his hair, tangling my fingers within it as I moaned in pleasure. Strained moans fell from my parted lips as my hips grinded against him chasing my nut. ‘‘Mhmm, you so wet for my baby, yo shit leakin down yo thighs. I missed my pussy so much, did she miss me?’’ He asked, lust laced in his voice as he added a third finger making me squeal.

‘‘Uuhuh Zay. Fuck. She missed you so much baby. Don’t stop baby please.’’ I continued to moan as tears fell from my eyes. My body felt like it was on fire as Zilla continued to demolish my pussy, fingers moving rapidly as he suckled my clit non stop.

‘‘Say my name baby, say my name before I let you nut. Let everyone hear who’s makin you feel good right now.’’ He mewled before adding a third finger causing a scream to rip from my lungs. ‘‘Isayah I… I can’t. Please baby I need to come.’’ I shrieked as my legs began to shake around his neck. ‘‘Ny say my name before I stop, you wanna come don’t you baby?’’ He teased. ‘‘What’s my name.’’

‘‘D-Daddy,’’ I screeched as I felt my orgasm rip through my body, causing my legs to shake rapidly as Zilla lapped up all my cum in his mouth, not missing a drop. ‘‘You’re such a good girl baby, cumming all in daddy’s mouth like that. Look at my pussy leakin n shit,’’ he laughed loudly.

‘‘Whatchu want now baby. Tell daddy want you want and make it happen,’’ as he hand gripped my neck, carefully squeezing it as his hand went back to rubbing my clit. I reached my hand out to pull his shorts down but he slapped my hand away immediately. ‘‘Use your words girl, let me hear you say it,’’ humor laced in his voice. ‘‘Fuck. I want your dick Zay please, I need it,’’ I moaned as he kissed me again moving around to take off the last remnants of my clothes as well as his.

My hazy eyes watched him intently as he lined his dick up against my pussy, rubbing it along my slit collecting my juices. I couldn’t wait any longer, I wrapped my legs around his waist trying to pull him closer but he just laughed at me as his free hand reached out for my ankles. ‘‘Look how needy you are baby, you missed daddy’s dick a whole lot huh? Imma show you what you been missing out on, imma do you just right Nya,’’ he exclaimed as he slammed into to me harshly, placing my legs on his shoulders so he could slam against my g-spot. My eyes rolled into the back of my skull as the relentless pleasure engulfed me completely.

Loud uncontrollable moans fell from my mouth as he pounded my pussy, let his hand travel to my neck again adding slight pressure. ‘‘Look at the mess you’re making on my dick baby look at it. This what I do to you ma, this how I make you feel? Good fucking pussy right here,’’ he spoke as moans slipped from his mouth. As I clenched around him, he moaned deeply into my neck as his hips slammed against me erratically. ‘‘Fuck Ny, you gripping me so good, I love this pussy, I love you,’’ he hummed into my neck as his hips snapped up yet again.

The pleasure over took me once again as my legs shook, falling back down around his waist, nails clawed up his back and teeth but down into his shoulder, trying to quiet my moans as gushy sounds echoed throughout the room. ‘‘Don’t hide from my ma, let me here you when you cream on my cock baby, let everyone hear how good I make you feel,’’ Zilla smirked as his hand darted down to my clit, rubbing it gently.

The familiar knot in my stomach began to grown again as I reached out to his torso, trying to push him away as it all got to much. My efforts failed drastically as he pinned my hands above my head, pounding into me desperately chasing his orgasm. ‘‘Don’t run from my now Ny, you wanna act like a big before so you gon take this dick like a big girl now. Tryna scratch up my shit and push me away. Uhuh. I wanna feel you baby,’’ He spoke as his hooded eyes stared me down intently.

Before I knew it, he exploded inside of me, his hips moving uncontrollably as my orgasm rippled through me, causing my eyes to roll back and tears to fall once again. Zilla collapsed ontop of me as we both road out our highs together. I went to wrap my arms around his back but he flinched slightly, remembering the marks that I left on him. ‘‘Shit baby, you tore up my back bad,’’ he laughed as he pulled out of me, both of his flinching at the emptiness we both felt.

Later on, we got into the shower, changed the sheets and got under the covers. ‘‘I am sorry for how i’ve been acting Nya, we gon talk it out properly in the morning. That cool?’’ He asked, hesitation laced within his voice. ‘‘That’s fine Zay, just promise you’ll work on your actions.’’ I pleaded with him as tiredness over took me. ‘‘ I promise you Nyla.’’ He said. And with that, we both drifted off to sleep.

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[letstalkaboutfandomsbaby]

**Ahem ehem** slides over 5 boxes of sweets more cow reader content pls:D

Yall're gonna make me gain 20lbs i swear

CW: fem cow hybrid reader (reader has breasts and a vagina), bull hybrids, F/M/M/M/M, smut, pet names, vaginal sex, double penetration, handjobs, oral (male receiving), creampies, cumshots

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"Y/N~" cooed one of the bulls as he slipped beside you. "Where ya goin?"

"To the field," you replied, pointing to the pasture behind the barn.

"Mmm, what're ya gonna do out there?"

"Dunno," you shrugged. "Maybe take a nap. It's really nice out today."

"Mmhm, it is. I'll come with you. Pretty thing like you shouldn't be out there on your own." You laughed breathily, brushing him off. You knew what he was trying to do.

"Ah, you don't have to. I'll be okay, I'm just going to that tree over there."

"But that's so faaaaar. I'll miss you if you go that far away." His hand found your waist, giving your soft flesh a squeeze. "Cmon, lemme go with you and keep you company."

"Oi." The two of you turned to see another one of the bulls approaching you. "He botherin you, sweetcheeks?"

"N-No..."

"Yeah right. He's trynna get you alone, huh?"

"Was not."

"Was to. It's fuckin obvious yer trynna keep her to yerself."

"Fellas, fellas," called out the third bull as he came back into the barn. "No fightin, not in front of Y/N. Yall promised to share."

"Yeah," chimed in the fourth bull as he snuck up behind you, wrapping his arms around you. "This heifer is all of ours, not just yours, 'kay?" The first and second bulls huffed, crossing their arms, looking away. The third bull sucked his teeth, smacking the other two's shoulders.

"Lighten up. Yall agreed to this last week. Quit poutin and suck it up."

"Hmm so where were ya headed, Y/N?" the fourth asked.

"Out to the field... u-under the tree. I was gonna take a nap."

"Yeah? Why dontcha take a nap in here, pretty?" He pressed his hips into your backside, his cock twitching against your ass. "We could all take a nap together."

"I dunno... I kinda wanted to take a nap alone..."

"Whaaaat? Why's that? Dontcha wanna cuddle with us, princess?" asked one.

"I-I do, but—"

"But nuthin, baby girl. Let's all sleep here. We can cuddle up in here where it's nice and cool, don't that sound nice?"

"I dunno..."

"Come oooooon, Y/N," cooed another. "Let's go to bed in here, have a nice lil nap before dinner."

You weren't given the chance to choose: the four bulls were already dragging you along to your pen, surrounding you on all sides.

"So... who do ya wanna sleep next to?"

"Um—"

"She's sleepin by me."

"And me."

"Now hold on, yall got to sleep next to her last night! We should have a turn."

"Yeah."

"Y/N likes sleeping by me the most, dontcha, pretty?"

"Well—"

"Shut up, you don't know shit!"

"Look who's talkin!"

"W-Wait!" you shouted, grabbing all of their attention. "Please don't fight, it makes me sad. I hate when you guys fight..."

The four bulls softened at that, sighing and glancing at each other.

"We're sorry, baby."

"Yeah, we didn't mean to upset you."

"We just... we all just like you so much."

"Yeah, and we just wanna spend time with you."

"We're sorry."

"I forgive you," you muttered, "just don't do it anymore, okay?"

"Okay, princess."

"We promise to do better."

"Okay... thank you."

"You don't gotta thank us, sweetcheeks."

"Yeah, we should be thanking you."

"...What for?"

"For lettin us do this." The bull behind you cupped your tits, giving them a gentle squeeze. You gasped, tensing under his touch.

"W-What?!"

"Mmm, yeah, and for this." Another bull reached out, cupping your pussy in his large hand, grinding his palm against you.

"W-Wait! You said we'd take a nap!"

"We will, we will."

"But we can have some fun first, can't we?"

One bull grabbed your ass, another ran his hand over his stomach. Their big hands started roaming your body, kneading your plush flesh. You whined, squirming under their touch.

"Aww, look at her."

"She's so cute."

"Just wanna eat you up, princess."

"Wanna spoil you."

"Wanna make you feel good."

Before you knew it, you were maneuvered into one's lap, his thick cock prodding at your cunt. Two of them slowly lowered you down onto his cock, the third one kissing you and swallowing your moans. Once you adjusted to the first, you felt another bull behind you, his fat cock prodding at your cunt as well, stretching your poor hole.

"W-Wait! I can't fit two of you!"

"Cmon, baby, let's just try."

"Bet it'll feel soooo good, pretty."

"Lemme just—"

The head of his cock popped inside of you, making you gasp. You scratched at the bull's shoulders below you, moaning as the second bull pushed in slowly, filling you to the brim. You whined once his hips met yours, feeling sooo full.

"There, look at that. It fit just fine."

"Ahh... I-I can't do this—"

"Shhh, just breathe baby. This'll feel so good in a minute."

The two bulls pulled out, pushing back in and making you gasp for air. They started slow, pumping in and out of you, taking your breath away with each thrust.

"Hey, cmon, sweetcheeks. Ya got two hands, dontcha?"

The other two bulls guided your hands to their hard cocks, coaxing you to wrap your fingers around them and start jerking them off. The four of them rocked against you slowly, low moans filling the room as they used you for their pleasure. One of them starting rubbing your clit, another one rubbed your nipples. You became a moaning mess within minutes, gasping and whining as they filled you up your cunt and hands. One of them gently turned your face towards his cock, pushing the head past your lips. You sucked the head of his cock for a minute before the other bull pulled you off, directing your head towards his own cock and pushing it into your mouth.

You didn't know how long it all lasted or how many times you came. All you knew was that you were feeling such an intense pleasure that you were on the verge of tears.

"Oh god—"

"Shit, gonna..."

"Me too."

"Gonna cum in you, baby."

"Gonna cum on your face."

"You want it baby?"

"Want our cum?"

"Beg us for it, princess."

"Beg for our cum."

You were feeling faint, but somehow you managed to form words.

"P-Please! Cum in me, cum on me! Want it, want it so bad! Give it to me, please, please!"

"Aw fuck—"

"Atta girl—"

"Gonna give it to ya real good—"

"Open wide, sweetcheeks—"

You barely processed what happened next. All you knew was that you felt fuller, and warm liquid spilled on your face and chest. Loud moans and groans filled the barn, almost deafening. Hands smoothed over your skin, wiping your face as they pulled their cocks out of you. You felt kisses on your cheeks as you wiped your eyes, whispers of love and praise filling your ears.

"Such a good girl."

"So proud of you."

"Thank you, princess."

"Made us feel so good."

"Always feel so good with you."

"Love you, baby."

"So fucking much."

Moments passed, and suddenly you were being moved again, onto another bull's lap.

"Now it's my turn to be inside that pretty little cunt."

"Me too!"

"Wanna feel your mouth, baby."

"Just lick me real quick, pretty, that's all I want."

You were in for a long night.

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[uluvjay]

Tattoos- T.Zegras

Summary: Your boyfriend looks extremely sexy while getting a tattoo

Tz x female reader!

Warnings?: SLUTTY, cursing, pain?, pet names

A/n: I hardly know anything about tattoos and this was hardly proofread so please excuse any errors!❤️

Do not repost my works as your own

Today Trevor has his first tattoo appointment out of three to get his half-sleeve finished. The guy was coming to the house like last time and Trevor was pretty much bouncing off the walls waiting.

When Trevor got his Nike tattoo last year you were out of town so you didn’t really know what to expect but still happy that your boyfriend was finally getting the tattoo he had been planning for months.

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Your not sure what you were expecting but it definitely wasn’t that you would get horny watching your boyfriend in pain.

You were sat with your back against the opposite side of the couch with your feet in Trevor’s lap so he could hold onto one when needed and it didn’t hurt as much as It would with your hand.

You were also supposed to be planning your outfits for stagecoach in a few days but every time your boyfriend let out a light swear word or winced he took all your attention back.

You weren’t sure if it was the way his head was thrown back and his eyes were clenching as the artist took the tattoo gun over a more sensitive area of Trevor’s arm or the small grunts he was making but it had you clenching your thighs.

You couldn’t help but think about how pretty he looks from that angle when your in between his thighs on your knees and how good he taste- you needed a break from this view.

You wiggled your toes to signal for Trevor to let go so you could get up.

“Where you goin?” He asked as you stood up

“To get a drink, anyone want anything?” You asked but both men declined.

You chugged the glass of water you poured, you didn’t know what was wrong with you, how could you find your boyfriend in pain sexy? You should not have been this wet.

You must have been in the kitchen lost in your thoughts for longer than you thought because as you walked out Trevor was letting the Artist out of the house.

“All done already?” You asked slightly surprised

“Yeah we only did a majority of the outline today” he told you as he walked up to you to show you what he could from it being wrapped.

“Looks good babe” you told him as you looked at it

“You okay? Your red” he asked and you were sure your face got ten shades deeper.

“Yeah just a little hot” you told him looking down.

“You sure? Your not feeling sick or anything?” Poor boy thought you were getting sick, how were you gonna tell him you got turned on watching him get a tattoo?

“I’m sure baby, I’m feeling fine” you let him know.

“Now cmon let’s go watch our show” you said pulling him into the living room.

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The next day you tried to get out of the house while Trevor got work done to his sleeve but you could only spend so long in the grocery store before people started to look at you weird.

And when you returned home with only four grocery bags after being gone for three hours Trevor looked at you a little weird as well.

“Were those old ladies holding up th-ahh shit” he started to ask but got cut off as the gun went over a sensitive spot.

You could already feel your core begin to throb at those simple sounds, it was pathetic honestly.

“Their names are Dolly and Marie, but yes they were holding up the deli line.” You said with a little laugh as you sat in the same place you did yesterday.

“They’re so sweet but take so lon-fuck” he once again got cut off by pain, the same pain that had you wet.

“I don’t mind it, they kind of remind me of you and Jamie” you told him with a laugh.

“Wow” he replied trying not laugh much so he didn’t move.

The conversation ended there as you turned the tv on, however it didn’t keep your attention for long as you boyfriends groans were a little louder today.

You couldn’t help but stare as you thought of all the things you wanted to do to your boy and all the things you wanted him to do to you. He was so pretty and the noises he made were even prettier.

“Baby!” You heard someone lightly shout and snap their fingers to get you out of your thoughts.

“Yeah? Sorry I zoned out” you told him getting red again

Trevor didn’t tell you because he wasn’t sure if he was right or not but he was pretty sure he saw you clenching your thighs and looking at his arm being tattooed.

“I was just asking if you could grab some paper towels please” he asked.

“Oh yeah, no problem” you said as you ran off

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The next day Trevor decided he needed to figure out if he saw what he thought he saw, was his girlfriend really getting turned on to him in pain?

So here you were back in the same position as the last two days, your feet in his lap as you were leaned against the opposite side of the couch.

He’d been paying more attention to you then had had the past two days and he was beginning to think that his theory was right, you were getting turned on by his pain.

He noticed that every time he grunted, swore under his breath, or threw his head Back you were clenching your thighs and most of the time today you were lost in thought.

Once the sleeve was finished and he paid his artist he sat on the couch and called you in from the kitchen.

As you came in to stand in front of him he pulled you onto his lap, being mindful of his freshly done arm.

“I have a question” he said as he pulled you against him with your core right over his dick where he could feel you throbbing.

“Yeah?” You asked

“We’re you turned on by my pain?” He asked as he watched your face morph from shock to embarrassment.

“What!? No of course not” you said looking down in your laps.

“Baby?”

“Yeah?..”

“I can feel you throbbing on me” he said with a smirk as he began kissing your neck.

“Okay..maybe I did. You looked so pretty and you were making noises you do in bed” you said

“Oh I looked pretty in pain?” He asked with a grin

“Shut up” you said laughing

He didn’t reply just pulled your face down to his and kissed you nice and hard just how you liked it. He pulled your hair making you gasp and allow him to slip his tongue in your mouth and laying a smack on your ass.

“Z we can’t, I don’t want to accidentally grip your arm.” you said pulling away a from him.

“Looks like your gonna be riding me then” he told you as he pulled you back down to his lips.

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Hope you enjoyed, thank you so much for reading!❤️❤️

[billsbabydoll]

“𝒷ℯ 𝒶 𝑔ℴℴ𝒹 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 𝒽𝓂?”

contains:LIGHT ANGST+PURE SMUT<3

summary:after a huge fight with tom, things have been so tense between us hes been sleeping on the couch ever since, completely avoiding me.growing annoyed and frustrated at my stubbornness tom caves in, finding a way to make me forgive him.

WARNINGS:dom!tom, sub!reader, arguing, p in v (from the side i guess :p), pet-names, hair pulling, fingering, SLIGHT breeding kink.

notes:tysmmm for the followers i appreciate and love everyone single one you!

“your a fucking stupid whore!” tom yells towarding above me, pointing his finger angrily at me.

“oh yeah whatever tom fuck you, motherfucker!” i snap back getting closer up into his face, my anger coursing through my veins.

this was a couple days ago when tom came home bitching about whatever stupid thing he was going on about, he then started fussing at me which caused me to get annoyed and ultimately started a huge argument between us.

by now ive already forgotten what caused this whole argument in the first place, since the fight weve both been dead ignoring each other, both too petty to admit our wrongings.hes being petty to the point wheres hes even sleeping on the couch just to a prove a point, but i know hell crack any day now.

*TOMS POV*

its been almost a week since this whole mess, and im going crazy, completely crazy.in the past when we would fight wed make up in 2-3 days but i guess shes waiting for me to apologize first, and honestly i cant keep living like this anymore.i need to make her forgive me even if it means fucking the shit out of her just the way she likes it.

currently she was sleeping peacefully (not for long) in our bed, the tv playing quietly in the background.i slowly open the door making my inside the room, softly closing the door behind me.

*BACK TO ORIGINAL POV*

i stir awake feeling the bed dip behind me as tom slipped into the covers moving closer, his arms finding their way around my waist.

“what are y-you doing here?”i tiredly asked my voice slightly cracking.

“oh..cmon babyy.”he whispered softly in my ear his voice rather seductive almost pulling me into a trace like state.

“you can’t stay mad at me forever you know. forgive me, i know you wanna..”he adds his voice so addicting and mesmerizing he knew i couldnt resist him when he would talk like that.he removes his left hand away from my hip now intertwining it into my hair, tightly grabbing a fist-full of it.

“just s-shut up, go away.”i responded playing hard to get but in reality the least i wanted him to do was to go away, i wanted for him to put out the burning desire starting in my core.

he chuckles lowly seeing right through my fake facade he moves his right hand away from my hip.now inserting and reaching his hand into my pajama shorts, his fingers effortlessly finding their way in between my slick wet folds.

“see your all ready f’me baby, not so mad now huh?”he teased, i could practically hear the damn smug smirk on his face.he begins to glide the tips of his fingers up and down my folds causing me to croak a whimper.

“mmh-fuck..” i mumble trying to suppress the moans his toying of my cunt were causing me.

he continues rubbing and sliding his gently fingers around my sex before inserting his middle and ring finger inside my cunt, moving them inside me in a “come here” gesture.

“you like that?tell me how good it feels hm..” he coos, enjoying the sounds of me crumbling and falling into his submission.

“mmugh!f-feels so fucking good!”i whimper my mouth hanging open, my eyes rolling back as i feel his fingers building a harsh and brutal speed, his other hand tugging and pulling on my hair harder and harder.

he suddenly stops, causing me to whine out of frustration.he removes his hand out of shorts bringing them up to my lips, “open your mouth.”he says.

i obliged without hesitation taking his fingers into my mouth, cringing at the taste of myself on his fingers.

next he lets go of my hair, using his now free left hand to pull his plaid pajama pants and boxers down just enough for his dripping with pre-cum-cock to spring out then also helping me pull my shorts and panties down.

“be a good girl hm?”he groans ready to just to cum right on the stop its been so long without feeling my pussy around his cock, he needed it badly.he aligns himself near my entrance, teasing his tip along my pussy before slowly sliding himself inside.

we both moaned at the sensation god how i missed this feeling.

he continued filling me up inch by inch soon bottoming out, giving me a moment to adjust to his thick length.he then began to thrust inside at a steady pace moans both escaping from our lips.

“mmh-god your so mmf-fucking tight!”he gasped feeling my walls clenching and gripping around his cock, this adds fuel to his fire causing him to build up his pace to a more harsher and aggressive one.

“missed mm-this fucking pussy so goddamn mmugh-much!” he mumbles in between his moans and loud groans.

“j-just like thatmmh!”

“oh your such a g-good little gmh-girl!”

“mmh!you feel so good baby uugh!”

“gonna cum all i-inside you mmhm!”

we continued encouraging each-other throughout, the sound of skin slapping soon filled the room along with our moans, the neighbors were sure to have heard by now.but we didn’t care, our pleasure and the heat of the moment just too much for us to give a single fuck.

suddenly toms moans and thrusts became more urgent and aggressive i could tell and feel his orgasm was coming in any second now same as mine.

“cmon b-baby cum all inside my-mmh pussy!”i encouraged, wanting to feel all of his seed paint my walls completely white.

“oh you w-want me to mmugh-cum all inside you?!”he groaned his breathing becoming more intense and ragged.

“o-oh baby cum with me!”i urgently demanded feeling my orgasm just right at the edge, with a primal and loud grunt toms seed quickly began spraying my insides.he continued breeding his seed inside me as i began to reach orgasm as well, my juices suddenly spilling down my thighs.

we both rode out our delicious highs before soon coming back to reality after a few final thrusts, tom slides out with a sound of a pop out of me seeing the sight of our mixed liquids spilling out of my cunt.

“you still mad at me?” he chuckled breathlessly.

“no not anymore baby.”i reply turning around swiftly to face him, his eyes now meeting mine.

“good, next time we fight i just have to fuck it outta’ you right?”

“oh shut up!”

“oh you know you love me liebe (love).”he said with a soft grin, his eyes glimmering with that post-nut glow (you know what im talking about).

“you know i do babe.”i answered leaning in closer placing a soft kiss on his lips the first one in what seemed like forever.

THE END

[onesidedradiostatic]

As an aro, I keep thinking “cmon, asexuality is not that hard to figure out, I understood it before I realized I was aro,” but then I remembered that one time in high school when I was taking a psych class and our teacher showed us a video on asexuality that included both aroaces and alloro aces talking about their experiences (unfortunately no aro allos otherwise I would’ve figured myself out way faster lmao) and the entire rest of the class would legit start screaming like what they heard was too unhinged to comprehend every time someone said something as simple as “yeah we’re dating but we don’t have sex cause we don’t feel that way about each other” (something I too didn’t get cause (pre-realization aroallo voice) isn’t the point of dating so that it’s socially acceptable to have sex, but even then this is an overreaction). I felt awful for the ace person in the class, like. I’m so sorry they had to be surrounded by that. And this took place in the early 2010s.

Uhhh to swing the mood back a bit, since Alastor is also old and doesn’t know what asexuality is, the idea of Vox just wanting to know what his preferences are even because what does anyone else have that he doesn’t, and all Alastor can think is “hey actually good question, what do I like in a woman” and only being able to think of traits he likes in friends. Even better if he realizes what he’s done and he’s like “there must be something I haven’t seen in anyone, or I would be having amorous feelings for Rosie and I know my feelings for her are platonic!” You can almost see the question marks surrounding both their heads. Rosie and Velvette seeing this and they’re both internally just like “please figure it out already”

they are both old men they both don't know what asexuality or aromanticism is and it is horrible. but I cannot imagine them having a conversation like this at the current point they're at. FUCK IT let me one-sided radiostatic this shit. it would be funny I think if back in the pre-rejection days vox tried to ask alastor for his type in subtle ways of trying to make a move. alastor struggles to come up with anything. maybe answers something super generic (me projecting from when I've been asked my type in the past). vox getting excited because the generic ass answer could fit him (it could fit literally anyone). neither of them think anything of alastor struggling to answer. it's terrible.

[sukiipjs]

✮ PHOTO BOOTH

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↳ nick sturniolo x masc reader

↳ words - 1487

↳ summary - you go on an innocent trip to the mall with nick and his brothers but it ends not so innocently. nick finally making the move that he always teases you about…

↳ contains - smut, semi-public, slight hair pulling, riding, swearing, anal sex, pet names (good boy + baby)

↳ song - eyes don’t lie by isabel larosa

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me, nick, chris, and matt walk around a mall, looking for stuff for their video they need to film, and just for fun. chris and matt walk in front of us, nick constantly spotting me next to him. his eyes always glued onto me, it’s intimidating but… well it’s hot.

i’ve always noticed him like this, with all the times i hang out with them. i’m always the one nick focuses on, stares at, teases, touches… his arm on my shoulder, knee touching knee, his palm on mine. i don’t mind, shit if i wasn’t so nervous around him i’d make a move for sure, i just try to do the subtle things, try and make sure that he knows i don’t mind.

we all stand in a small shop, nicks brothers grabbing whatever they need, nick continuing to stare over at me, starting to lean his arm on my shoulder as he does a lot, “you’re awfully quiet” he teases, whispering in my ear as his nose brushes above my ear making my spine run cold. “don’t have much to say,” i turn my head a little, shrugging and looking into his eyes but immediately getting shy and turning back, my cheeks flushing red.

“i think me and matt are gonna try to find it over there,” chris points out the door of the store and into another as him and matt turn the corner quickly, barley looking at us as they go to the other side. nick takes his arm off me and starts to walk out, me not moving yet, “don’t just stand there,” nick giggles, gesturing me to follow him.

i walk along with him, it’s pretty empty at this time in here, it is kinda late. i tend to walk slower than nick, him already much ahead of me, he notices and turns around shouting back at me, “you’re so slow” he laughs out again and stops, standing and waiting for me so i can catch up to him, he quickly takes my hand when i’m closer and starts walking at his speed, “cmon.”

my body flushes cold again, his fingers on mine make my mouth curve into a smile as i look at our hands intertwined, i’m basically foaming at the mouth just by his touch. we walk around aimlessly, just bored until eventually nick stops, “hey a photo booth… let’s go in?” he looks at me, smiling, not even letting me get a word out before he pulls both of us in.

there’s really only room for one person but nick seems to make it work just fine. he sits down on the small bench, pulling me from my hips onto him, making him laugh as i stumble onto him. there’s a screen parallel from us letting us see how we look, “you look good,” he whispers in my ear again, his grin being felt on my neck.

his hands stay on my hips, a slight hardness being felt below me, his hands grip onto my hips harder as i move myself a little, just trying to get more comfortable. “maybe you should get off-“ his breath hitches as i move again, his head being slightly thrown back, “-you’re doing bad things to me…” he whispers, one hand leaving my hips and going to pulling my head up by my hair. “fuck-“ i mumble, whining at the stinging pain from it.

“or is this just what you wanted?” he smirks again, his lips brushing against my neck still. his hands on my waist starts to slightly move me, having me grind on his bulge. i see nick looking at the screen in front of us, staring at me as my head leans down, my teeth gently biting my lip and my hands balancing myself on his thighs, my own bulge starting to grow.

“to get me fucking worked up? look i see the way you stare back at me, all nervous and shy, but i know you dream about this… you need me don’t you?” my breath continues to stay unsteady, grinding on nicks lap. “hm? is this what you want baby? answer me.” one of his hands start to move to the front of my body, resting on my jeans making me whine out, “mph- i need you…” i say softly, my eyes closing for a little as nicks fingers travel over my bulge.

“good boy,” he smiles, his nose brushing by my ear, rustling my hair. his hand moves to unzip my pants, letting go of my hair to let me catch a break. his hands try to pull down my jeans but it doesn’t work that well with both us sitting, “stand up baby,” he says as his hands move off me.

i rise to be on my feet as nick stands up behind me too, “mm, so handsome” he smiles, looking at the screen again as he wraps his arms around me, his head leaning in the crook of my neck. he rests there as his hands start to move down, successfully letting my pants drop off me.

“nick- what if someone sees us,” his hand massages against the hard outline in my boxers, making me bite my lip, trying not to let out any noise. “no one’s here… and i need you. now.” he smiles, starting to kiss my neck as my eyes shut, my head slightly leaning back and my body almost shaking from nicks fingers teasing me.

his hand stops and he stands straight, his touch leaving me. his hands move to his own pants, quickly pulling them down to his ankles, boxers going with them. he smiles more, staring at the screen of both of us. his hand pulls on my waistband, letting it slap back against my skin, “you too?” his hands loop on the inside of them, slightly pushing them down barley an inch. “please…” he laughs a little, finally pulling my boxers all the way off.

nick then sits back down, pulling my waist to sit on him again. i stumble onto his lap, sitting on his thigh as his hardness brushes against my skin behind me. “nick, please.” i beg, slightly arching my back to nudge him. he leans forward, one hand on my shoulder he whispers again, “make sure to be quiet.” he leans back, spitting in his hand as he strokes himself a few before patting at my hips signaling me to lift myself on him, which i do.

he lines himself up with me as my hands balance myself on his thighs, using them to guide me down onto him. i let out a quiet moan as he feel him inside me, trying my best to be quiet. he holds my waist, my hands gripping onto his legs still as he slowly guides me up and down on him. “nick-“ i whine out as he speeds up a little, he leans toward me again, letting his hands still hold me as he kissing at my neck and jaw.

“mmm, fuck you’re so good,” he moans onto my skin as i feel his hand graze over my hardness, staring to jerk me off as he thrusts into me, moving faster and faster. i bite down on my lip harder as i try not to make any sound but letting small whines and moans to leave my mouth.

my head leans back as i feel nick all over me, fuck this is all i could ever ask for. “nick-“ my breath hitches, being cut off by my climax, letting myself go all over his fingers, my grip in his thighs loosening. “fuck baby…” he grins on my neck, moving back from me as he lifts me up, pulling out before pumping himself, letting himself go too.

“you’re so good for me,” he smiles, wrapping his arms around me, once again staring at the screen in front of us, all messy and fucked. i stand up from his arms, pulling back up my clothes quickly as i turn around to face nick. “shit, we gotta get out of here” i zip up my pants as nick remembers that we didn’t go here alone. “fuck.”

he gets dressed again as we fix each other up, i grab his hand, about to pull him out of the booth but he pulls me to him. he grabs my face to kiss me, letting go as we smile at each other, “cmon” i pull him up as we get out.

we walk around the mall, trying to find matt and chris, acting like we didn’t just fuck in a photo booth. eventually we bump into them, “jesus, where the fuck have you two been? we looked around the whole mall,” chris looks at us, kinda annoyed. “we got lost?” nick shrugs, smiling at me as chris squints, his eyes looking from me to nick, nick to me, “uh okay whatever let’s go.”

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[javispunk]

I can’t protect you

Summary: After a week car ride over the state with Joel, you both decide to settle for a night at the forest. You didn’t like the idea, but Joel convinced you otherwise. He didn’t make the right choice and blames himself for what might have happened, but you know how to calm him down.

Pairing: Joel Miller x fem!reader (no relationship established).

Content/Warnings: +18 SMUT (minors please don’t interact!) unprotected sex (p in v), violence (mention of use of guns and straight up violence - Joel beating the shit out of everyone), mention of rape.

Notes: Excuse any mistake, as english is not my first language. If you have any requests you’d like me to write please let me know! Comments and reblogs are always appreciated (let me know what you think!). Thank you for the support!

“Are you sure this is the right way?” You asked worried. “It’s just that we’ve been driving for hours and it all looks the same to me.”

“Yes, don’t worry.” Joel returned. “We’ll make a turn soon.”

Your relationship with Joel wasn’t very straightforward. You never got too close, but could keep an interesting conversation if you wanted to or if you needed to. You were friends. You held that title with caution, noticing he most of the times kept everything to himself and didn’t really talk much of his past. Which is understandable. He was never once rude to you in any way, but he also didn’t really shot you smiles or tried to make you laugh. You were just kind of there, with each other. Your presence made noticed by each other but never too invading. Never too close.

You noticed Joel turning left into a path that was clear from any type of vegetation. Soon enough you saw a forest.

“Joel.” You began. “What are you doing?”

You saw him grip the steering wheel to complete his turn. “We have to stop, it’s already dark out.”

You looked at him with apprehension. Sleep in the woods? Alone?

“Do you think that’s a good idea? I mean, sleep in the actual woods?” Your voice was somewhat just a whisper.

He looked at you, his eyes trying to find the reasoning on your mind to stop him from doing this. “What about it? There’s not any type of civilization for the next hundred miles, we have to sleep somewhere. The forest is safer than on the side of the road.”

“Joel, I don’t know…” you continued.

You averted your gaze on the trees that became taller as you approached them together still inside the car. It soon came to a stop, as Joel pressed the brakes gently.

“I know it’s not ideal, but it’s all we got right now.” His eyes showed empathy, searching in your face for a sign of relief or understanding.

“Well, yeah I know. It’s just that it’s so… exposed. I feel super exposed out here. What if clickers appear?” You protested, fear beginning to show up in your voice.

“Clickers are not a problem here. We’re so isolated. They won’t come.” He assured you. You looked at him for a few seconds, hoping he’d listen to you. “Either way, clickers won’t be our worst problem.” The air got heavy as he spoke. Your expression got more deep with fear. When Joel noticed, he gave you a quick smile and spoke once again. “I’ll go grab the sleeping bags and put them outside.”

“Outside?” Your voice higher than usual.

His face serious and surprised. “Yes, outside.”

“I’ll stay in the car if that’s okay.” You grabbed your jacket to cover yourself with it.

“No no, you’ll freeze to death. We have to make a fire outside.”

You didn’t even consider that option. “I’ll be fine.”

“Absolutely not. Cmon, help me get our things please.”

You watched him get off of the car quickly. You took longer, as you looked outside your window and tried to look in between the tall slim trees that dominated the space. This was unfamiliar. You could only imagine dozens of clickers running in your direction in the middle of the night. Your gaze then followed Joel, who passed your window with two sleeping bags on his arms and his shotgun on his back. You jumped out of the car, bringing all of the blankets you had, as well as both of your jackets.

Once you approached Joel, you handed him his. “Thank you.” He smiled.

You kept your eyes on him longer than usual while he put it on, his smile captivating you, as it was not shown easily. He quickly grabbed his own sleeping bag, while you copied him, trying to seem like you knew what you were doing.

You never really did camping before the world went to shit. You watched him unfold his sleeping bag, hoping he would not notice how unfamiliar you were with your surroundings.

“We should start that fire.” His voice broke the silence.

You kept looking at him, until after a few seconds, his eyes darted at you, watching you carefully.

“Oh you want me to-“ you started, before he interrupted you.

“Only if you want to.” He stopped making his bed for a second.

You shifted in your place. “No no, I’ll do it. You keep doing that.” You gestured.

You didn’t know how to start a fire. You didn’t even know where to begin with. You stood still, looking around you and evaluating what branches you’d grab first. Your body frozen in place.

You saw him look you up, body crouched on the floor, arms supported on his bent legs. “You know how to start a fire?” His voice serious as ever, even though it didn’t announce a condescending tone.

Your eyes met his, asking for help. “I don’t…” you started. “I never really got to do this before-”

“That’s alright, you don’t need to explain.” His body ascending from the floor, after leaving his sleeping bag unattended.

“Well… what can I do?” You asked, hands folded in front of your stomach.

“You can rest if you want to.”

“I must do something, Joel.” You insisted.

His hands grabbing bigger pieces of wood that he found near by, holding them between his torso and underarm. “You can prepare the sleeping bags. Or you can make coffee.”

“That I can do.” Your shy smile making his resurface.

You had a soft spot for Joel, you always had. Since you laid eyes on him. He was attractive, yes. And he was caring, always. But he never really gave you the opportunity to open up in his presence. You guys were just sort of there, hoping to keep company to each other. Nothing ever happened, besides the occasional glances or the longing stares out of the blue. Joel was a little bit older than you, that wasn’t really a problem for you but the thought occurred to you that maybe it was an impediment for him. Maybe he’d like a more mature woman, his actual age. Sometimes you’d think about it, but rapidly shoved the thought out of your head. It was somewhat absurd.

You put the water to boil, hoping the time would go faster. You just wanted this night to go quick.

When you were done with preparing the drink, you quickly realised Joel had taken care of basically everything else. Your sleeping bags were ready to be used - each one at a safe distance from the other - and the fire was already beginning to gain force. Joel even brought some logs for you guys to sit around the fire.

You grabbed a mug full of coffee and brought it to him. “Thank you.” His face lit up by the yellowy orange fire. “You’re not gonna drink some?” He asked.

You shook your head. “I’m okay.” If you drank coffee it would just leave you more restless.

“You can go sleep if you want to. I’ll stay in watch duty, I can wake you when it’s your turn.” He adjusted the riffle on his back before taking another sip of his coffee.

“You don’t mind?” Your voice sounded like of a child scared of the dark. You were tired, so you could use the rest.

He shook his head, assuring you. You slipped into your designated sleeping bag still in your outside clothes, there was no such thing as pyjamas. You closed your eyes and started to drift off slowly.

Needless was to say your sleep didn’t last long. The overwhelming fear of being in an unknown place, of being not completely alone but just with Joel’s presence, no kind of community that can guide you or protect you in some way. The fear of not being able to save yourself from whatever might attack you. Either clickers or men. The thought didn’t occur to you until Joel mentioned it earlier, but clickers really weren’t your worst problem. There could be men scavenging unknown or uncivilised lands, hoping to find whatever they wanted, either food or arming. You began to roll in place, inside the warmth of your sleeping bag, but not even that made you comfortable enough to close your eyes. Once you faced Joel’s direction still wrapped on the blankets, you saw his back to you, on his feet, noticing his always present stance while holding his shotgun.

Your eyebrows furrowed in strangeness. You carefully, slowly got up, but Joel still managed to look your way.

“Do you wanna rest now?” Your tired voice broke the silence.

“No, I’m okay. The coffee’s helping.” He pointed to the half empty mug on the floor.

“I made sure to make it strong.” You smiled.

“Thank you.”

“But seriously.” You interrupted him. “Go rest, I’ll watch now. I can’t sleep either way.” You gestured for him to give you the rifle.

He shook his head, hoping you’d give in.

“C’mon Joel. I can work a shotgun.” You half laughed at his gesture.

“I know you can, I just don’t want you to. Go sleep.” His voice deep as ever.

“The fire is going out, and God knows I can’t do nothing about that.” You nonchalantly pointed at the crackling a few feet away from you. “Someone has to hold the gun.” You put your hand out.

Joel looked you in the eye dead serious before breaking a smile. “You’re insufferable.” He walked over to you, placing the gun harness over your head, you adjusting it to your size. “There you go.”

“Thank you, sir.” You jokingly stated.

You saw Joel crouch on the floor, working on the fire as it grew bigger and smoke made it’s way up through the tall trees.

“It should be good for another 3 hours or so-”

“Now sleep.” You ordered.

“I’m not gonna leave you here while I sleep.” He said while he kept gathering logs of wood.

“Shh.” You ordered once again.

“No, honestly, give me the gun-” you interrupted him again.

“No, shut the fuck up. Did you hear that?” Dead silence followed your question.

Joel looked at his surroundings with worried eyes, before a voice made itself known.

“Hello, hi!” A man appeared from behind the slim trees, his hands in the air over his head. Joel rapidly got closer to you, positioning his body almost in front of yours. You moved away from him, immediately pointing the shotgun to the man’s chest. “You can put the gun down, honey.”

Your eyes stayed still on the man’s face, not moving a muscle.

Joel’s voice sounded rispid. “What do you want?”

The man looked at him with apprehension. “I’ve been walking alone for a few weeks now, I don’t have anything on me. I haven’t eaten or drunk a single drop of water in two days.” His left hand moved to his stomach, resting there for a few seconds before moving back to the air.

“We have nothing to give you.” Joel’s voice came out cruel.

“Joel…” you spoke softly next to him, trying to attend to his empathy. You had water you could give the man, it wouldn’t really make a difference to both of you.

The man shifted his look between the both of you, giving Joel more attention. “Please.” He begged. “If you have anything… “ he stuttered. “I’ll take anything you can give me.”

Joel looked over at you before leaving your side and grabbing a tin of water from the car. He walked slowly, trying to evaluate the man’s facial expressions and actions. He stayed still most of the time, out of fear you thought. You looked over at Joel purposely slowing down his pace. After abruptly putting the gun down on the floor, you reached over to him, grabbing the water yourself. You wouldn’t deny anyone a single drop of water. Joel called out your name once you left his side. You ignored him and approached the man, extending your arm in his direction, still careful to not drop your guard down. You watched the man’s right hand approach the tin, but quickly passing over it, rapidly grabbing your wrist. Your arm came next. What happened next unraveled in a matter of seconds.

Joel shouted your name next to the car, quickly running to your aid. You called his name back. All of a sudden you heard gunshots coming from behind the trees. You saw Joel grab the gun from the floor and point it immediately to the man grabbing you from the back now.

“Shoot him, not fucking her!” The man shouted.

Two other men appeared from the dark, you imagined still not getting close enough for Joel to fully see their figure. You saw Joel aim the gun to one of the man behind you. You couldn’t see them, and you just felt the hands of the man grabbing you so you wouldn’t run away. You saw Joel fire one bullet, hoping he did some damage. He then moved the shotgun over your head, fixating his aim over your right shoulder.

“Let go of her.” Joel’s voice was deeper than you ever heard it.

“You already killed one of my men. I’ll forget that, I’ll give you all my munition, if you let me have her.”

“What the fuck is your problem?” You shouted in his arms, struggling to let loose.

“I have a gun pointing at your head.” The man spoke directly to Joel, ignoring you. “He won’t hesitate to kill you if you resist.”

“That makes two of us.” Joel didn’t move a muscle, shifting his gaze from you and the man behind the trees. “Let go of her.” He repeated louder.

The man’s hands were glued to your body. The look of disgust in Joel’s face made you stay still. “Not happening, man.” The man spit.

Joel shot once again at the trees. Another shot came back almost at the same time from the woods. You gasped as you heard it passing your side and missing Joel by a few feet. “I’m gonna blow your fucking brains off if you don’t get your filthy hands off her!”

“This can’t be your daughter, but she’s too young for you anyway.” You heard the man’s gutural laugh behind your head. “Last chance, or he kills you. After that we can do anything we want with her.” As soon as you saw Joel aim at the man in the back trees, you heard the man shout once again. “For fuck’s sake, shoot him!”

But Joel had him in his aim for longer than that. A bullet came sprinting on your direction, going over your head at full speed. Almost immediately you saw Joel throw the shotgun on the floor with a thud and fasten his pace in your direction. The man let go of you once he realized he was outnumbered and alone, beginning to turn away, but Joel grabbed him by the arm, not letting him go. You got away from the scene, but still couldn’t avert your gaze from it.

“Get inside the car.” Joel spoke as he put the man on the floor underneath him.

The look on Joel’s eyes was dark and almost animalistic. “Joel… just shoot him or something.”

You saw him shake his head to the sides, while always looking at the floor. “No, not this one.” The man underneath him struggled to keep a stead breath, beginning to cry and beg for his life. “Go to the car, please.” His voice became soft again.

You couldn’t even stand there one more minute seeing his expression of disgust mixed with sadness. You turned away and got to the backseat of the car, closing the doors, locking them. You didn’t want to look, but there was no way of just ignoring the fact that Joel was dragging this man out into the woods by his collar. He never once looked back until he disappeared into the darkness. But you kept hearing the man’s screams after, even if he was out of your sight. You put both of your hands on each side of your head, covering your ears. Tears came rolling down your cheeks. Joel hurting or killing someone was not something you haven’t imagined or seen before, but the idea of him doing it with his own bare hands was animalistic and cruel. Not that the man didn’t deserve it, but it felt too much for you to even imagine. A few minutes passed and the screams became to a stop. Not long after, you saw Joel emerge from the trees. His head was down, only looking up inside the car once, before he grabbed the tin of water to wash his bloody hands. He supported them on his hips for a second, always looking down.

You saw him approach the car, opening the door slowly. You saw his figure, dark and tall, blood on his jacket, and some on his shirt. He got inside the car next to you, closing the door behind him as he whispered your name before starting his speech. “Are you okay?” He paused as he analyzed you. “I’m so sorry.” His voice was low, his eyes soft. “I shouldn’t have stopped here. I should have kept driving all the way through the night.” A single tear falling from his eye. Your eyes widened at the sight of him. He turned his back to you for a few seconds after repeating the same words over and over, in a soft tone. “I can’t protect you.”

You grabbed his hand while he wasn’t looking at you. “That’s all you ever did.” His gaze immediately on you, taking in those six words. With your eyes fixed on his, both your hands flew to each side of his face, smearing that tear away from it. “I’m alright.”

His eyes moving from your eyes to your lips. You followed his lead, doing the same. That was enough for him, connecting his mouth to yours. It was the gentlest kiss you’ve ever received in your life, tasting the salty tear on his lips. With both your hands still touching, he grabbed yours placing it on his shoulder, while you adjusted yourself in your seat. Joel didn’t break the kiss, he would never. The silent ambience of the night, with only your mouths making their love known, sounds echoed inside the car, putting you in a trance for him. The desire you had of him only unraveling now with such force. You rapidly straddled him without much thought, his hands holding your waist automatically, even though your skins never touched one another before. His back supported by the seat, his head on the head-rester. Your body over his. When you two gathered for air you heard his voice in a whisper.

“Is this okay?”

“Yes, Joel.” You closed the gap between the both of you, before taking his jacket off and throwing it to the floor of the car.

His body followed yours as you took your shirt off over your head. You were hungry for human touch. His touch. His eyes plastered on your figure before kissing your neck and chest softly. Your breast between his hands, as he kept sucking on your skin dearly. You tugged at his shirt so he would take it off, his pants following your request quickly. You did the same to yours, your underwear coming off at the same time. You looked down at the bulge in his boxers. Fuck, he was big. You were quick to take him out on your hand, adjusting him at your entrance. His breath was shaky, feeling your hand around his hard cock, ready to receive your warmth and wetness. The sounds you both made once he disappeared inside you were animalistic. He stretched you so good you thought you would burst.

“Fuck.” Joel began, his head thrown back at the sight of you starting to move on his length.

His hands carefully holding your bare back, crossing his arms to hold you closer to him. You question how his hands could kill a man, and the next minute be so gentle on your skin and flesh, how his caresses made your head go dizzy. The angle was perfect, his cock hitting the deepest spot inside you. You haven’t felt that in years. Your body moving up and down on him, throwing your head back as he whispered sweet nothings. “So fucking beautiful. So fucking perfect.”

“You feel so good, Joel.” You replied, once you felt your walls tighten against his length.

His thrusts, his hands, his words, were all so very gentle.

“Faster.” You requested.

Your words intoxicating his mind. As he fasten his pace, the whimpers that escaped your mouth made his eyes roll to the back of his head.

“I can’t-“ he interrupted you.

“I know, I know, baby.” He paused as he gathered himself. “Cum on me.”

His words were enough to take you through the edge. With your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your hands supported behind his neck, you felt the tight knot on your stomach release, and as you rode your high on his length, you felt his warm seed shoot up and spread itself inside you, helping with the lubrification on your last thrusts.

You opened your eyes and immediately saw Joel’s on you. Your body fell on top of his, the pressure of you over his body making him smile and chuckle to himself.

“Don’t ever leave me.” Joel’s voice was still deep with lust, but his eyes told you he meant it far more than that.

“Keep protecting me, and I’ll be fine.” You smiled.

[an0ma1y-th3d0ma1y]

The Tickle Tax

A/N: I had a random urge to write something and I found this in my drafts- Decided to finish it up and post it :D I’ve been meaning to make some content for the spiderbros considering I love them sm- HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY !!

It had been a fairly peaceful morning for the spiderbros, which for them was like finding a needle in a haystack.. but a very VERY small one. The youngest spider was in his room, on his phone mostly just playing games, responding to the occasional text from a friend. What he couldn’t expect from this morning was to be charged with a very important bill..

His eyes shot up at the sound of the door suddenly opening, Peter 3 walking through with his hands on his hips in a playfully angry way. “Alright, cmon. Pay up bud.” He said, making a ‘pay me’ gesture with his hand just to add to it. “..What??” Peter 1 slightly raised an eyebrow, clearly confused by the sudden request as he placed his phone to the side. “What do you mean? Ihim not even 18 yet!”

“Well, they still demand the money, young sir! Please pay up now or I will get my lawyers involved!” Three said in a playful lady voice, getting a giggle out of the youngest. “Ihihi don’t have the mohohey!” He giggled out, backing away from him until he was at the end of the bed. “Well then, if you’re not able to pay in money.. You could pay another way..” The older brother teases, immediately giving One the hint when the wiggly fingers came in. His brown eyes widening. “..You have five seconds.”

Peter 1 took those 5 seconds as a luxury as he scrambled out of the bed, falling on the carpeted floor before returning to his feet and quickly sprinting out of the room, giggling while hearing his older brother behind him. “We got a runner! He’s got brown curly hair, and an adorable little giggle!” Peter 3 yelled, muffling his voice like an intercom while One squealed and quickly turned a corner. Quickly closing the door behind him and rushing into the closet, closing the doors and hiding behind all the hung up shirts. Slapping his hands over his mouth as he heard the door open, swallowing back more laughter when Peter 3 came in with his hands formed into a fake gun. “..Coast is clear, search the area!” He says into his fake intercom, hiding a shit eating grin when he heard familiar bubbly giggles from the closet. “Hmm.. I think we might’ve found our criminal mastermind righttt…”

“HERE!”

Three swung the closet doors open, grabbing the young spider who screeched when he was playfully thrown onto the bed. Giggling and trying to crawl away but being dragged back in by his brother, squawking as ten evil fingers vibrated into his sides. “AAAAHAHAHEEE!!- T-THREEhehehAHEEE!!!” He cackled out, kicking his legs and squirming like a worm. “I noticed you’ve been getting away with not getting tickled at ALL this week, so I had a talk with the tax payer and he said you owe gasp! 5 raspberries!?” “WHAHAHAT!?” The youngest squealed out, snorting up a storm when his brother’s fingers danced across his tummy. “Nononohoho leHEHEMEHE GOHOHOO!!”

“No can do, Uno! This is what happens to little spiders who don’t pay their bills!” The older man growled, pulling the young spider into a bear trap hug with a playful smirk. Peter 1 kicking his legs and squirming like a fish on a hook, his nervous giggles being interrupted by a loud squeal when Three blew a raspberry into the crook of his neck. Causing his younger brother to thrash and snort, a big dimpled grin glued onto his face. “HYAHAAHAHAA!!- NAHAHAHA THREEHEHEHEEEE!!- snort YoHOu AHAAASS!!” He cried out, getting a playful gasp out of the man.

“..WHAT did you call me!?”

“W-Wawawahait I-I didn’t mean it I-I sweheHEHEAAAA!!” His desperate attempts at apologies were cut short when Peter 3 buried his face into his tummy, blowing a big raspberry on the kid’s tummy button which elicited a girly shriek from him. “NAHAHAHAAA!!- THREEHEHEHEEE STAHAHAA!! snort snort” He squealed out, pulling a chuckle from the older spiderman. “Wohow, 2 in a row!? Man, just WAIT till dos hears this!” He laughed, poking around One’s tummy. “Hmm.. If my calculations are correct.. gasp you still owe 3 more raspberries!” Peter 1’s eyes bugged out hearing the number, being quick to try and scramble away however just being dragged back.

“Ah ah ah! You’re not running away on my watch!” He teased, blowing a prickly raspberry on the kids spine while his shirt was still lifted. Pulling a squeal from the spider’s lungs while he arched his back. Kicking his legs and squirming from side to side. “Come on, 2 more bud!” Three chuckled, dipping down to blow a raspberry on the kids side next.. ending it all off with one final one on his ribs. Lifting his head and leaving the poor kid in stitches, unable to stop giggling while his older bro rubbed his back.

“You still with me, Uno?” He giggled, the younger spider nodding as he flipped on his back. His face flushed while the grin on it had not come off. “..W-Whyhy did yohou- snort do thahahatt…” He whined, Peter 3 laughing as he ruffled his hair. “First rule of this household. Taxes and debts must always be paid.” He smiled, helping him up. Both of them jumping when the door suddenly opened. “Hey, I ordered some pizza and- woah… Seems you two were busy, huh?” Peter 2 chuckled seeing One’s disheveled hair and pink face. “He attempted tax fraud.” Peter 3 stated, Two rolling his eyes playfully. “..Well, better get down here before the pizza goes cold.”

Peter one wondered when his next payment would be…

[chrisgetsmewetter]

Agora hills

pairing: switch!matt x famous!black!fem

summary: You and matt go to a fancy restaurant and make a really important decision, but end up in the bathroom.

Warnings: Smut, pet names (mama, ma), hair pulling, public sex. i think that’s it..?

word count: 7.7k

Authors note: Guysss my first fic, this is for @annamcdonalds67 song writing challenge😍🩶 if you pay close attention lyrics from the song happen in the fic so that’s cute. but don’t judge this is my first one, feedback is always appreciated🩷🩷 but yea i hope y’all enjoy (:

Mattyy🩷😍- hey mama, lemme take you out to dinner to take your mind off everything?

wife🩶- yea really need to clear my mind😭 when u need me to be ready?

Mattyy🩷😍- whenever, i’m not gonna rush you today is for u

wife🩶- thx matty i’ll text u 10 minutes before?

Mattyy🩷😍- bet. love u mama

wife🩶 loved this message

you get up and look in your closet and find the sluttiest black dress you can find and put on your black furry boots. you sit at your vanity mirror and curl your fresh silk press.

as you walk outside you see matt close his door and walk over to the passenger side.

“you look gorgeous mama, i love this dress on you” matt says as he opens his arms to hug you “thank u matty, i love ur jeans and tee” you laugh

matt hugs you then slaps then takes your ass in his big hands “stoppp matt” he laughed lightly then closed your door for you then went and got in the drivers seat.

Fast forwarding to the amazing restaurant matt took you to you guys sit down and order. “princess how are u feeling about the whole situation?” matt shifts in his seat a little “well i had some time to actually think about it and ion really give a fuck what yours or my fans think about us. now, i feel like we should come out about our relationship”

“i feel the same way. i hate that nick can’t post those cute pictures he always takes of us for the photo dumps.” matt reaches his hand to mine and holds it and you look at them because you’ve always loved his tattoos.

“me too matty, you know i value pda so much and it irritates me that i can’t embrace it as much as i want.” you sigh a little. “but if you really wanna do this you gotta understand your name is gonna be in the streets and my fans are gonna be looking at you and judging your every move”

niya looks in matt’s eyes for any type of regret or fear. “i don’t care what anybody has to say about us mama, i love u and we’re gonna make this last.” matt leans over the table to give you a ki-

all of a sudden a blonde waitress slams the plates on the table startling both of you. “aren’t you matt sturniolo? not to sound childish or anything but i love the videos you make. i actually suffer with anxiety and depression.” she claims and messes with her hair

you and matt both share a sideye. “uh thanks i appreciate the support.” she then turns her attention to you.

“oh! hello i didn’t see you there..” she says as she looks you up and down

“can you leave now. we have our food and we don’t need anything else.” matt says keeping an angry expression on his face. “um i was just being nice but ok.” she storms off

“thank you matt, i know how hard it is for you to respond to awkward shit like that.” you smile and walk to his side of the booth. “thanks mama, she was just doing too much and i didn’t like how she was looking at you”

1st pov

i kiss him and slowly lower my hand down to his bulge. “ma cmon we’re in public..” he shifts his legs

“it’s okay matty we’re in the back corner and everyone is in the club section. lemme thank you”

matt lets out a relaxed sigh as i go under the table. i unzip his pants and palm his hardness making it grow a bit in his boxers.

“fuck mama, please” i look up at his pretty face and smile while i pull down his boxers

his shaft pops out of his boxers. tip already leaking precum “you gonna be a good boy and be quiet?”

“yes mommy i’ll be a good boy, just touch me please” just when he said that i slammed my soft hand down his throbbing length hearing some gentle whimpers from matt

when he least expects it i shove all of his dick down my mouth earning a loud moan from him

i slowly take it out your mouth “matt what did i say about being quiet?”

“i’m sorry mommy it felt so good” i pull his boxer up and get from under the table to sit on his lap to straddle him

“mama please can we just go to the bathroom i need to be in you” he pleads looking in your eyes “yea cmon hurry up”

i pull his pants down and trail my tongue by his ear..down his neck..and down his arm and kiss every one of his tattoos.

“mommy please please” just as he says that i shove his dick down my throat and start bobbing up and down “ohhhh fuckkk faster mama”

just as i feel his dick twitch in your mouth he pulls out and bends me over the sink “can i?” he says as i look at him through the mirror and nod my head

then he slams his length in and me moan loudly “you like that mama?” he grunts. i nod my head not wanting to speak because of how good he feels

matt grabs my hair softly but quickly and pulls my head up so i can look in his eyes “you need to use words ma before u regret that shit” he says as he starts to go slower in pace and pulls my dress all the way up so he can cup my titties

“yes baby i love it please go faster” i beg and he smiles and kisses my lips “yes ma’am” just as he speeds up his pace there’s a knock on the door..

matt pulls out slowly and mouths to see who it is. “matt what the fuck i don’t wanna do it you do it!?” he rolls my eyes “the faster u answer it the faster we can finish.” i sigh and open the door and see the waitress from earlier

“yes?” i say opening the door which matt is behind, and not showing my bottom half of my dress which he pulls up and gently grazes my heat with his thumb

“you’ve been in there for almost 10 minutes what are you doing?!” the waitress says trying to peak in the bathroom. right as she says that matt slides in two of his long slender fingers and i sharply inhale.

“well if you don’t leave soon then i’m gonna have to kick you out. not matt tho because he isn’t in here i guess.. where is he by the way?” she smirks at me

matt speeds up his pace and adds in his tongue. “ahh.. matt.. is in the mens. restroom. can you leave him the fuckkk… alone he does NOT want you” i say slurring my words a little but trying my hardest to make it unnoticeable

i can feel matt smirking against my heat but goes faster. “ugh i didn’t want his ass anyway. you guys are both ugly. his dick is probably small too” the waitress smiles and walks off

you take a deep breath and thank god she’s gone and you slam the door shut. “fuckkk matt i’m gonna cum” matt gets up and plops you on the sink and gets back to work…

he turns you around and bends you over the sink again going at a ungodly pace while placing his hands on both sides of your ass. you feel your high just as he says “fuck mama i’m gonna cum” you lift your head making him to kiss you and he sticks his tongue down your throat then you feel him whimper which lets you know he’s close

“cmere mama take it down your throat” matt pushes you to your knees and grabs the back of your head and thrusts his dick in your throat.

“mama i’m cumming fuck fuck fuckkk” he lets out a thick load of warm cum in your mouth “swallow it all baby” he smirks and kisses you after you do.

you too walk out of the bathroom and see the waitress staring you both down “we didn’t even get to eat.” you pout “i’ll buy you chipotle on the way home mama i’m sorry”

[starysky1289]

Toxic!Soroity!Vanessa X Reader. Meeting.

TW: Drug Mention, Non-Con, Dub-Con, alcohol, toxic relationship

Note: L/N = Last name

The air was turning crisp from the Chang of seasons, you were bundled up in a fuzzy blue sweater your grandma had made you as a collage gift. The campus was huge, you had to speed walk to make it to your English Class.

You entered the large building, heading to your normal classroom, sitting in your usual spot, pulling out your books. You felt someone push behind you, and heard them settle next to you. The bell rung, and the professor walked up to the front of the class, clearing his throat.

“ good evening class. We have a new student in our class, but most certainly not new to the school. Ms.Shelly, why don’t you introduce yourself, I’m sure you don’t need one though. “

Your teacher slightly pointed up near you, looking over it was the person who sat next to your. She was a taller girl, with pale skin and thick blonde locks. She glared down at the professor, she had the iciest blue eyes you had seen.

“ my names Vanessa Shelly, I’m a Law Major, and newly elected president of Kappa Theta, surprisingly the only Sorority house in this stupid college. “

Her voice echoed in the hall, your heart raced, she was strong, intimidating, and beautiful. The Professor scoffed, heading to his desk.

“ it’s good we only have one, we can hardly keep your in control “

“ Watch your mouth. I’ll say some shit you didn’t even know where words. “

Vanessa barked down, before sitting down silently. The professor ignored her, and put the day’s assignments on the white board, it was just some reading and writing, nothing bad. You pulled out your notebook, and flipped through the pages, going back to your short story page, carefully writing your make it fluent.

You hummed, before feeling a nudge on your shoulder. Looking over, it was Vanessa.

“ so. What are we supposed to be doing? “

“ oh, we’re writing our short stories, do you want help with yours? “

“ oh it’s the free period here too? Sweet. “

Vanessa leaned back in her seat, and began to scroll through her phone. You akwardly chuckled, looking back at her.

“ well, uhm no. If you need help I’d be happy too- “

“ don’t. I only do shit if it’s important, like a quiz. “

She side eyed you, before smirking.

“ your pretty cute for a nerd. What’s ya name. “

“ O-Oh! Y/N, Y/N L/N. Why are you in an English class if you’re a law major? “

“ needed the credits. God you are gorgeous~ “

Vanessa held your chin, chuckling slightly. You couldn’t help but blush, feeling yourself grow hot.

“ She’s also my Star Pupil, so I’d be happy if you didn’t infect her “

The professor called up. Embarrassed, you tried to pull back, but Vanessa kept her hold, pulling you even closer.

“ Mind your fucking business asshole. You’re fucking lucky I show up. “

He didn’t even attempt to respond. Vanessa turned her attention back to you, her eyes half lidded, but glistening in the light.

“ Kappa Theta is holding an opening party later, anyone who’s interested to join is welcome. Why don’t you stop by, I’m sure you’d be a delight to have there~ “

“ N-no I couldn’t, I’m not into that stuff. “

“ but your into my stuff, i saw you looking at me..what, do I look good? “

You blushed again, and Vanessa laughed, letting you go. You turned back to your assignment, trying to write again. Vanessa slid you over a small peice of paper with the adress.

“ cmon, dress pretty, you’ll have a amazing time baby~ “

You nodded, finally able to settle down and finish your assignment you were already planning what you should wear, not that you had anything like she wore, but you’d make an attempt.

*~*

You showed up to the address,you could hear the music already blaring from inside the white and pink house. You tugged on your white blouse, and fixing your black legging, before knocking on the door.

The door swung open, a shorter blonde greeted you.

“ heyyy, welcome to Kappa Theta. Names Caroline. Who invited you? “

“ oh uh, hi. I’m Y/N..Vanessa Shelly Invited me. She gave me the address in our English class “

The girl turned around into the house.

“ Hey Nessa! Your English girl is hereee “

You looked into the house, watching as the tall blonde stumbled into the mud room of the house, looking up at you.

“ Y/N~ come on in, I’ve been waiting for you. “

You smiled, nodding at Caroline before heading in, wiping you feet and walking up to Vanessa.

“ hi Vanessa..I hope this is alright, it’s one of the nicest outfits I have. “

“ god don’t you look adorable, I love it. Cmon, you’re my special guest tonight, you can hang out with me. “

Vanessa lead you into the living room, it was a rather large room, two couches, one on each side of the room, a large TV that was playing some sports game, and a few coffee tables that you supposed had been moved around. Vanessa sat down on the larger of the two couches, patting the spot next to her for you to sit.

You sat down next to her, and she pulled you into her, playing with your hair while she watched the party. Vanessa was rather…handsy, but you didn’t mind too much.

“ do you want a drink sweetheart? We practically have every alcohol on earth. “

“ uhm, maybe just a high noon? I’m not too worried about flavor. “

“ HEY, GET MY GIRL A HIGH NOON “

You jumped slightly when Vanessa shouted into the kitchen, a red headed man came out and tossed you the can. You opened it and drank slowly. The room around you blared with music, and lights flashed. It was rather overstimulating, but you stayed quiet. Suddenly, a girl walked up to you two, fidgeting akwardly.

“ h-hey Vanessa do you..got it? “

“ how much you got? “

Vanessa rustled through her purse, the girl infront of you pulled out a wad of cash.

“ Y/N will you count that for me real quick please? “

You nodded, taking the cash, counting quickly, it was all one’s.

“ 50 bucks. “

“ you fucking with me Cindy? “

You looked back up at the girl, Cindy. Her eyes pleaded, you where concerned on what they where taking about, and what she was even trying to buy.

“ your lucky I got a little something. But next time it won’t be this cheep. “

Vanessa tossed a very small bag to Cindy, you could see a loose white powder inside and gasped. When the girl left, you stared at Vanessa.

“ was that crack? “

“ yeah. “

“ You a law major?? Trying to be a lawyer?? “

Vanessa held your chin again, giving you that smile you fell for before.

“ don’t worry about it, no one ever finds out…cmon..relax, it’s a party after all. “

You went quiet, drinking your alcohol again. A horde of girls led into the living room by Caroline,you felt Vanessa grip on your shoulders tighten, and you could see here eyes darken.

“ Vanessa, these…lovely..group of ladies wish to enlist in our lovely sorority. “

“ I see…well..what brings you all to join? “

The girls chuckled amongst themselves, pushing one up to talk for them.

“Well, we just wanna fully enjoy college life, so why not join The Soroity. Is there some initiation or something? “

Vanessa chuckled, standing up. Your stomach twisted with what she’d do, but she seemed so polite, she wouldn’t hurt them, right?

“ yeah, here. “

Vanessa lead the girls into the kitchen, you quickly got up and follow them. Vanessa bent down behind her kitchen island, pulling out 4 bottles of scotch.

“ if yall can finish these off without cheating, you can join. Bailey, make sure you watch them. Let’s go sweetheart “

Vanessa’s tone was harsh, and you followed her back to the couch, sitting with her again. You stomach twisted at the thought of drinking that much scotch.

“ are you gonna make me do that? “

“ no, never! You’re my honorary member, besides, those girls won’t get past the second bottle. No one ever does. Well, no freshman does. “

Vanessa wrapped her arm around you shoulder, her other hand on your thigh. You hated to admit it, but you liked her, she was gorgeous, and she clearly liked you. You never let anyone touch you as much as she was touching you.

“ soo…Y/N…have you ever..been touched? “

Vanessa asked softly, making small circles with her finger nail on your thighs. You chuckled, glancing off.

“ no..n-not by someone else…”

“ but have you touched yourself~? “

You felt embarrassment rush through your veins, you gripped your blouse again, before letting yourself nod.

“ w-when my roommate’s not home..”

“ yeah? What do you do? You seem like you love a bit of grinding~ “

You squeezed your legs together, burring your face in your hands. You hated this feeling, but it burned in your stomach, it made you feel something, and you’ve never felt like it before.

“ aww..don’t be flustered beautiful…I haven’t had anyone else touch me either, only my own two fingers..and maybe a toy or two~ “

She pulled you closer to her, sitting you on her lap. She traced her fingers up and down your waist, eyeing your chest.

“Cmon…tell me beautiful~ “

“ I-i..I grind on my pillow when my roommate’s not there…sometimes I just m-m…masterbait..”

“ fuck..”

Vanessa pulled you in and kissed you deeply, running her fingers messily through your hair. You pulled back quickly, your heart raced from the rush of the kiss.

“ come on baby…you know you want it…I can take such good care. “

You contemplated the options, you hadn’t had such a feeling ever. You pushed yourself back into her, kissing her gently. She smirked, gripping your hips as she kissed you harder.

“ how about me and you head upstairs…let me take care of that body of yours…”

You only answered in a nod, and Vanessa was dragging you through the living room, and up the stairs. She lead you into the her room, it was painted pink, with a large bed in the middle. A white vanity was on one side, and a large cabinet on the other side, along with posters and other things around the room. She pushed you into the bed, pulling off your blouse and tossing it aside. She pulled your bra off aswell, putting it specifically on her vanity.

“ fuck..look at those tits…”

She began to fondle you, dragging her thumbs gently across each nipple. You whimpered slightly, and she laughed

“ don’t worry baby, I’ll take care of you…”

She turned around and stripped off her top and bra, tossing them both near your blouse. She began to work down her skirt, before stopping, turning to you.

“ you wanna help me get these off~? “

You quickly nodded, reaching up to the waistband and slowly pulling them down, admiring her panties. She chuckled, teasingly playing with her waistband.

“ cmon L/N…these too “

You pulled them down at her, practically panting at the sight of her pussy only a few inches from your face.

“ good girl~ now let me get yours. “

Vanessa pushed you down, pulling off your leggings and panties at once. She put your panties ontop of your bra, and threw the leggings aside. Finally, you two sat in the silence of the room, starting at eachothers nude bodies.

“ well, I won’t waste anymore time. Sit still. “

Vanessa turned, digging through her vanity. You watched her grab something, and slide something up her legs. She turned around, she wore a bright pink strap. You blushed profusely, looking away entirely. Vanessa pushed you down, and kissed up your neck, biting down on your shoulders and leaving hickeys on every open part of your skin from your neck down.

“ oh so beautiful…god I’ll enjoy this…”

“ n-Nessa please be gentle…I-I’ve never taken something like this. “

She quickly covered your mouth with her palm, growling into your ear.

“ stay fucking quiet, your mine right now…the only noises I want to hear coming from you are moans. “

Vanessa held your legs open, dragging the tip through your folds, before plunging in. You let out a moan of pleasure, and immediately gripped the bedsheets. Vanessa thrusted into you, her pelvis hitting you with a wet slap.

“ god..for a fucking virgin you sure are soaking. .”

She hooked your legs over her shoulders, and thrusted into you harder, keeping her steady pace while also ruining you. Tears had already began to swell in your eyes, the size was ripping you apart, your moans were practically screams of pleasure mixed with pain.

“ v-Vanessa! Oh god I-it hurts!! I can’t do this..I can’t please s-stop! “

She ignored you, instead thrusting into you harder, faster, deeper. Her fingers gripped your waist, leaving dark bruises from the pressure, her nails leaving marks just above the bruises.

“ Fuck. Fuck your good. God you..pathetic fucking whore …”

“ Vanessa p-please!! I can’t do this please please please stop!! I can’t I can’t do this “

You felt the sting of a slap on your ass, and with a few finally aggressive thrusts, you cum. Your moans are ruined, you can hardly control your own breathing. She pulled out for a moment, panting, before grinding through your folds again.

“ n-no…please n-not again…”

“ you won’t even feel it after your third round..now be a good girl for me and shut up. “

And with a single thrust, you were moaning again, gripping to the sheets again, looking up at the face who only moments ago was looking at you with such love. It was going to be a long night.

*~*

The sun peaked through the blinds, and made you awake. You shot up, panting, holding the covered over your nude body. You could hardly remeber last night, only that you had to of been 6 rounds deep before you were absolutely screaming for her to stop. Vanessa was stil asleep next to you. You got up quickly, grabbing your phone from your leggings pocket, you missed two of your classes already, and actively late in English.

“ fuck fuck I’m dead- I’m dead- “

You turned to grab your undergarments from the vanity, but they were missing, she must of moved them somewhere. You didn’t have time to deal with that, you slowly slid the leggings and blouse back on. You could still see hickeys and bruises around you neck, you quickly turned to her cabinet, digging through and grabbing the first full hoodie you could find, throwing it on. You then slid your shoes on, and dashed out the front door, not even caring to look back.

You ran down through the campus, skidding into your English class, moments too late. The dismissal bell had rung, you had missed one of your most important classes.

“ Ms L/N. I wasn’t to shocked to see you missed. I already emailed your other professors and said you had slept in late and had gotten sick, sit. “

Your professor spoke, point towards the chair near his desk. You sat, guilt ate at you like a dog who hadn’t been fed in days.

“ you went to that party, didn’t you. “

“ she wanted me to…I didn’t know what was going to happen. “

“ what did happen, Ms L/N. “

You stayed quiet. You didn’t know what she’d do if you told, but you didn’t want to find out.

“ we know what happens. I will tell you now, Ms L/N. She is a parasite, and she has latched on. You need to stop seeing her if you have any chance off successfully graduating in three years “

“ but I just missed today! And trust me I’m really sorry, but it won’t happen again, I promise! “

Your professor stood up sighing, heading towards the door to let you go.

“ you have a bright future, don’t let her ruin it. Have a good day Y/N, you are excused from the rest of the classes. “

You got up and walked out, she couldn’t be that bad, right? Sure, she was a bit aggressive last night, but she was drunk and into it.

You made your way back to your dorm room, stopping suddenly, Vanessa and another girl stood infront of the dorm building chatting. She must of woke up when you left earlier.

“ Oh, Y/N, there are are…in my 80 dollar hoodie. “

You went quiet, trying to walk through them. She grabbed you by the hood, pulling you into her.

“ you took my virginity last night, i think the hoodie is a good trade off. “

You mutter, they both burst out laughing. Vanessa held your face, kissing you gently, you felt her put something around your wrist. Looking down, it was a bright pink scrunchie

“ here you go~ now you’ll wear this everywhere you go, and everyone will know your mine~ “

“ y-yours? “

“ well yeah. You’re my pretty little girlfriend now..we’re going out to lunch later so I can show you off to everyone…you’ll be good and come, won’t you~? “

You swallowed the air in your lungs, and nodded. Vanessa smirked, and let you go. You hurried to your dorm room, and threw off the hoodie. The scrunchie felt like a chain on your wrist. You were hers, like she said last night.

You’d make it work. Shed get better, everything would be alright.

[saphhhiree]

hello!!!!!! i was wondering if u could write an abed nadir x reader mayhaps.. fluff or smut, i don’t mind !!!! i am so starved for abed content pleek.

HOLY SHIT HELLO MY FIRST FUCKING REQ????? HOLY SHIT YES OF COURSE ABED CONTENT IS LACKING!!! I WILL PROVIDE!!

introduction to art

abed nadir x reader

warnings: i’m very high so not proofread, nsfw, jeff’s ego, makeout, oral m!receiving, fingering, (in pt2) no pierce (i’m sorry but i won’t write anything pierce would do or say)

enjoy!! reader is afab if u didn’t want that i can change it if needed 🙏🏻🙏🏻 but gn prns!!! also! reader sits next to jeff in the open chair

“y/n? wake up!” opening your eyes while groaning softly “you can’t keep falling asleep, we need to keep studying” annie said rolling her eyes. “but this is borrrrriinnng” you yawn stretching your arms. “then leave, no one’s keeping you here yknow” annie crossed her arms while puffing her bottom lip. “gladly” you stood up but before you could pick your bag up, “you can’t.” you looked back up to the source of the voice, locking eyes with abed, his brows furrowed, “we have our art project due tomorrow.” he cocks his head slightly to the side awaiting your response. “so? you guys are studying for a class i don’t have with the rest of you, this is basically pointless for me. plus it’s almost 10, we all should be home right now.” you cross your arms, bag on your back ready to walk out. abeds mouth snaps shut as he looked to jeff as if he could stop you, jeff rolled his eyes saying “how about you and abed go to the other study room for your project and we can give him the notes tomorrow.” you practically wanted to murder jeff. 5 mins away from peaceful slumber yet now morally aware how unfair it was to leave abed to fend for himself. turning on your heels you walked to the opposite of the room “cmom im tired, let’s get this over with” tapping abed on his shoulder “aw, that’s nice.” shirley commented as abed packed up to follow you out in the direction of the other study room.

“what’s the assignment anyway?” you both put your bags down and sat next to eachother “expressing the human form and fabric texture” he pulls his notebook out, looking for the description of the assignment. “ah, okay…” you copy his actions, knowing you don’t have the notes because you fell asleep in the class. “since we’re partners on this one, you can be the model and i will draw it” abed says as he turns to you. “what? that’s not fair cmon.” you pout slightly, the thought of basically modeling for someone who you had feelings for was not something you wanted to do. “but you don’t have the notes” he points to your empty notebook then glancing at his notes. “fine.” you sigh and put your head in your hands awaiting further instructions. “it says arrange for a live model, examine the flow of fabric on the body while drawing it.” you get up, trying to hide the fact you were practically sweating, “draw me like one of your french girls, abed” you joke as he turns his chair around to look at you, “you have to be naked for that reference to work” he says looking down to start the sketch “what?? it was perfect timing, i think i hit the mark either way.” you groan back, “no, it doesn’t count, you can’t quote something that doesn’t apply to what’s happening. plus your not laying down” annoyed, you respond “yes i can! i can quote whatever i want! it doesn’t matter if i’m laying down naked or not.” you cross your arms. “yes it does.” he keeps sketching, “no, it doesn’t” “yes, it does.” “fine!” you yell, you’re tired and just wanted to make a joke, but now your irritated, you pull your sweater off, and next your pants. abed stares back at you, “you’re still not naked” he shakes his head almost burrowing it into his notebook, he’s seen half naked people before yea, but not you. you intrigued him, you never got mad at his ramblings, you watched kickpuncher with him when troy couldn’t, you’ve shown him movies you like, and he actually enjoys them. though you make crappy jokes about them, or *cough cough* quote them wrong *cough cough* something about you drew him in. he could read people so well, and he could read you too, but he still couldn’t figure out why he liked you so much. bringing him out of his thoughts you joke “why do you want me naked so bad?” “i don’t.” he lied. “so you think i’m ugly?” you push him further, “no” your laughter dies down, “oh?” you question, “wait. what’s happening? are you flirting?” he looks up at you, noticing that you’re a little too close than he remembers you being. “do you want me to be?” you ask looking down at your feet. he stands up, cocking his head to the side, looking down at you, “yes” he says.

PART TWO IS UP! NSFW! READ HERE, 18+ ONLY!

[ashecampos]

ANYONE BUT HER 3

JANIS IMI-IKE X FEM READER

Part one part two

Warnings - smoking, alcohol, drugs, swearing, cheating, mentions of anxiety.

The POV switches between reader and Janis (I use — when I change the POV)

there will be more parts to this, make sure to reblog and comment and I will get the next few parts up as soon as I can, happy reading lovelies 🫶🏼

“and where have you been?” My best friend Tess says while she sits on my bed, cross legged, her gym clothes still on. She smirks at me before throwing my pillow at me face, earning a groan from me. “Tee I feel like shit, no abusing ur token gay today please” I look over at her before falling next to her on my bed face first. “What’s wrong? Did Bea or Jason approach you again? Look when I come back to school tomorrow I’ll stick by your side to make sure they piss off yeah?” She states proudly.

Tess has been my best friend since middle school, we can’t actually remember how we became friends but our closest guess would be that we got sat together in some class, the rest is history. She got put into a different high school freshman year, however she is being transferred to Evanston for the rest of high school.

I lift up my head and smirk “oh yes my princess in shining armour please save me from this distressing part of my life” I say dramatically, rolling over to face her fully. She smiles back, shoving my shoulder a little laughing, her face lights up and she scoots forward a little “oh before I forget, this girl in my bookclub called Cady said we can sit with her and her friends at school, she’s really nice, and her friends sound amazing” she says while grabbing her tote bag off of the floor and pulling a book out, swatting me on the head with it “now read and we shall watch a movie of your choosing later” she hands me my book off of my cabinet.

——-

Cady walks into my basement where me and Damien are already sat down gossiping about todays events “hey guys where did you two disappear to earlier?” She says while plopping her backpack down and sitting on one of the beanbags. I look over to Damien begging him to not say anything, but let’s be real it’s Damien. “Damage control, little miss lover girl may or may not have overdosed a little” he says, earning a slap on the arm from me “for one” I look over to Cady pointing “she didn’t overdose, two she got spiked, three don’t call it damage control, im really worried about her” I say with a sad smile. Cadys phone pings a few times earning an ‘ooo’ from Damien, she picks it up and smiles “oh it’s my friend Tess, she’s just transferred to Evanston, I invited her to sit with us if that’s cool?” She says vibrating with excitement.

Great another new friend. Actually this might take my mind off of y/n, seeming though she hasn’t stopped ringing through my mind since that one gig.

—-

“Y/n/n. Wake uppppp” I am shook awake by Tess, “cmon we fell asleep” she says, my body jolts up, how did we fall asleep? What time is it? I look over at my alarmclock, it’s only 6am. Thankgod.

I roll over to face her and she smirks “hey do you have any clothes I can steal?” She laughs before getting up out of the bed and grabbing me by the ankle and pulling me with her to my closet. “Ugh fuck you and your strong rugby arms” I curse her out half asleep as im being dragged across my room.

I sit up and she is raiding my closet. Groaning I lay back down on the floor, she walks back to my bed, clothes in hand then back to my closet. I start laughing “you’re in the closet” I say squinting up at her with a smirk. She kicks my shoulder and throws some clothes on my head “cmon goofy, get your emo ass dressed” I stand up and we get changed.

Upon entering the school, Tessa is stared at by every man we walk by, we attend classes together, I thank every god in the sky that me and her have all of our classes together. The day is going smooth until third period art, we walk into the room, she is told to sit in front of me, that’s when Janis strides into the room, immediately noticing the blonde and freezing up.

The story is, Tess is Regina Georges cousin, she attended the same middle school, was indeed apart of the plastics. However Tess had no part of the downfall of Janis.

Tess turns around to me “is that?” She asks leaving the question open. “Mhm” I groan back to her. “As in your longtime crush Janis?” She mocks me, with a sweet smirk. I throw a pencil at her as Janis walks by, sits down next to us. “Hey Janis, y/n here has told me so much about you” she continues, making me regret being born. The class goes by, I end up drawing sketches of people in the class, while my dearest best friend talks to Janis, telling her embarrassing stories.

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Walking into that art classroom was my worst mistake of the day so far. As soon as I walked through that door, I saw her. Tessa George, or as she goes by now Tess. You see the problem with Tess is that she is one of the kindest souls to walk the streets of suburban Illinois, however she is regrettably related to the one and only Regina George. In middle school, Tess was there for me when we were both plastic but when Regina ruined my life she was out of town and didn’t find out till I was long gone and expelled.

“Heyy Janis, y/n has told me so much about you” she says happily, meanwhile y/n groans a little and puts her face in her hands before slowly putting her head on her desk while Tess continues to talk about y/n, spilling secrets and telling stories. “Oh and then there was the time she tried to fight a man a foot taller than her when she was drunk” the blonde continues her rant. My eyes flicker from y/n to Tess, I never knew y/n was even friends with Tess, never mind best friends. Tess sounds really good for y/n. The bell chimes to indicate lunch has started, Tess grabs her phone and squeals causing y/n to roll her eyes, I try to ignore them, I start to pack up, grabbing my bag “Cady said meet her outside, she can’t wait to meet you” Tess said, grabbing y/n’s arm and dragging her out of the classroom. So Tess is cadys mysterious friend.

…

I walk to outside and find Damien, we end up sitting under our tree, I pull out my cross stitch and start sewing the rest of the eye I have been working on for this art contest. I hear leaves crunching and look up to see Cady, Tess and y/n walking over. “Oh my god, is that Tessa?” Damien starts to freak out. “Y/ns best friend Tess, Regina’s goddam cousin Tess?!” He exaggerates but shuts up just before they reach us. They all say hi and sit down. Y/n sits next to me, Tess and Cady sit on the other side of Damien.

“So Cady tell us about this Aaron dude you cannot shut up about” Tess says while nudging Cady. to this all of us snapped our heads toward her “Samuel’s Aaron Samuel’s?” Damien asks “oh no Cady no” I continue “are you unwell?” Damien leans forward. “Wait you like my brother?” Y/n speaks up making everyone stay quiet, I look over and she shakes her head “Cady in the nicest way possible be careful, things with him and Regina ended horribly, and I don’t want him to be hurt” she says protectively “well things ended horribly with you and Bea but I don’t see Aaron sticking up for you” Cady bites back. A few seconds go by in silence before y/n stands up “sorry I have to go grab my charger from the art classroom” she says, Damien and his quick thinking blurts out “Janis can go with you, she left her needles there” which makes me look over and mouth ‘what?’ To him.

Y/n starts to walk away not waiting for me, which would be my que to get up and follow her, I stumble up and run after her. We end up in the art classroom, she grabs her charger and turns to leave but I grab her arm. “Wha..” she starts to say “what’s going on with you?” I cut her off, she looks at me as if she’s trying to analyse me to see if she can trust me. “Nothing in fine” she shrugs “no no your not now tell me what the fuck is going on” I push further, walking to the door and locking it. I walk back to her and hug her. She stumbles back a little but regardless her arms wrap around my waist. “Sorry” she mumbles into my shoulder “maybe let’s try explaining our actions instead of apologising for them” I say while rubbing her back. “Jason got his friends and beat me up, I rely on drugs to cope, my brother is in love with the queen bee of the school. Everything hurts jan” she says while tears stream down her face. I pull away from the hug and wipe her eyes. “Okay so we keep you away from Jason, we find better ways to deal with pain and we ignore the fact Regina exists mh?” I push some hair out of her eyes. She stares up at me before stepping forward a little, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling our faces together, she pulls me into a kiss. My fingers graze her hips and I use the loops of her belt to pull her closer to me. She starts to pull away to say something “this isn’t going to be awkward later right?” She questions, “no..I really don’t think so” I say pulling her in again, deepening the kiss.

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(With Damien and the girls)

“So shall we talk about the elephant in the room?” Damien says as Janis and y/n walk away.

“What the fact that those two would make an adorable yet scary power couple?” Tess quips back to the boy, in return he clicks his fingers and points at her “truth” he says smirking.

���So how do we get them together because I know Janis is as stubborn as they come and y/n well y/n is just y/n” Damien laughs.

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Heyyy my gayssss, I hope you liked this chapter, it is a bit happier than the last one. The next chapter should be up in a few days, thankyou for reading.

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Too Much Labor

So this might be a little heavy, but we got sweetheart toji in his own way - inspired by Labor by Paris Paloma

Notes: F!reader, previous emotionally abusive relationship, emotional manipulation(not by Toji), healing, angst but also fluff. He’s really sweet in this and I think we all need a little sweet Toji in our lives, he’s got a temper but not around you.

You swore you had a handle on everything. You told Toji, your ex roommate and best friend that you very much used to have a crush on despite knowing it was one sided, exactly that every time he said something snarky about your “shit for ass” long term boyfriend.

Including this time, when you were on the phone with him and waiting for your boyfriend to get home. He was an hour late, but it’s fine. He can’t control it if he has to work overtime.

(Whose idea was it to name their daughter ‘Overtime’?)

Of course when he did get home he was still keyed up from the work day and in a bad mood, it’s not like he didn’t love you. Sometimes he just has a rough day and feels comfortable enough to let his walls down around you.

“It’s not his fault, he just set the glass down a little too hard. He can’t help that he’s too strong for the plate either.” You were still cleaning up the glass after an argument started over what you made for dinner.

That’s how Toji found you when he rushed his way through your unlocked door. Of course that asshole left it open for anyone to barge in leaving you completely unprotected. Over the phone he heard the sound of yelling, then glass hitting the ground, the yelp you let out and the tone of the call ending; it had him out the door with his keys in under two minutes flat.

“C’mon, stand up sweetheart. Let me help.” He wasn’t supposed to call you pet names anymore, no matter how warm and safe that care made you feel.

(He didn’t mean cleaning. You were leaving that apartment tonight and not going back.)

You were shocked to see him, obviously unaware the door open in the first place. Using your sleeve to dry your eyes, letting someone see you crying would make your boyfriend look bad, you shouldn’t be such a slob and embarrass him; you went back to work. “I didn’t know you were coming over, sorry it’s a mess in here. Just give me- give me a few minutes and I’ll get you a drink and start cooking something else.”

Something else? Oh fucking hell… there was actual food, a whole meals worth if he had to guess, mixed in with the shards.

You let out a small yelp when you cut your hand on a particularly large piece of the dinner plate.

He’d treat you so much better than that prick. Toji has always been temperamental but never around you, your calming demeanor was relaxing. “You shouldn’t be cleaning, cmon now. Let me look at your hand.”

“I’ll deal with it later, ‘sfine. I don’t know when he’s coming back and I need to get started on making something el- I mean something better and get everything cleaned up. I’ll be quick I just need a few more minutes please.” You were trying so hard not to cry, your little sniffles were already embarrassing enough. Who cries over a fucking plate? You’re as pathetic as your boyfriend said you were when you cried in front of him earlier.

His heart was breaking every time you let out a shaky breath. “No, c’mere sweetheart. That’s enough.”

“You don’t understand-”

“I understand perfectly, and you’re done here. I can’t take it anymore, look what he’s doing to you!” He had to take a deep breath, he reminded himself when he saw you flinch at his tone. Fuck. “Darlin’ look around, really look around. You cooked an entire homemade meal with a fully set table and it’s on the floor. You hurt yourself on the glass, the food is still hot enough to burn your little hands too; I know it is. You do everything for him, and what does he ever do for you? How does he show he appreciates you? He checks your phone every month to make sure you’re not spending too much time talking to other people. Think about how long this has been going on, our conversations don’t last longer than twenty minutes and you haven’t hung out with me in person in months, much less your other friends.”

“I’m sorry, I know I’ve been a really bad friend but I’m really busy. I’ll try to make more time in the future…” you were losing your grip, the tiny grip you had, on your emotions.

“No no no, you didn’t do anything wrong here. It’s not about that, you haven’t been anywhere without him in ages, have you? You quit your job, how are you so busy if you’re not working?” He managed to pull you up and get you into a dining room chair so he could kneel in front of you. Your tears were gut wrenching. Toji was going to murder that fucker, he deserved to be ripped apart limb from limb for hurting someone as sweet as you. He squashed the impulse down (for now), you were a priority.

“It’s dangerous for someone like me to walk out in the world on my own… and he likes spending time with me so…”

Toji already knew he was about to hate whatever answer you were going to give him. “What do you mean ‘someone like you’?”

“‘M weak and a little- a little oblivious so it’s not safe.”

“Nope. You’re done here. You’re leaving right now. You deserve so much better than this. Someone that loves you would never treat you like this.” I would never treat you like this… it was a selfish thought that would be on the very back burner. That’s not what you needed right now.

“I can’t, he’s gonna be mad at me! I’ll try and hang out with you later!” Your emotions burst forward from the flimsy dam. Full on sobs. It was the loneliness, the fear of always being wrong and not wanting to be a burden on your boyfriend and you wanted things to feel the way they did when you first started dating. That’s when it felt like he actually loved you, you just had to try harder according to him and you were! You really really were!

The stream of thought was interrupted by Toji wrapping his arms around you. It’d been so long since you had one of his hugs and it made you break down into a puddle. Your boyfriend didn’t like when you were friendly with other guys and the boundary you put in place hurt more than you thought it had. “I’m sorry for crying on you.” You managed to get out through your shudders.

“Nothin’ to be sorry for sweetheart. You got a suitcase?”

You nodded and let him wipe your tears for you. “My stuff should be able to fit in one big one.”

“Good. Let’s check out your hand and get you packed up, make sure your phone is synced fully to the cloud and factory reset it, you’re not taking that one with you.”

“Toji I don’t have any money or a place to go, and I need a job to have any money at all-”

“What? No, baby you’re coming home with me. Where you belong.”

You started crying all over again, leading to another hug while you rested your head on his shoulder. “Alright, you’re okay, I gotcha. Clear your phone, I’m gonna wrap your hand and we’ll get outta here.”

Your phone was shut off and left on the counter only minutes later.

Your wound on your hand was tightly wrapped and all your things were ready to go. It’s not like you had a lot, your boyfriend- ex boyfriend said you had too much and you left it behind in your old room in the apartment you shared with Toji. You figured he would’ve done something with all your stuff by now.

All in the span of thirty minutes, you were leaving. It hurt to leave, but it kept on hurting more and more the longer you stayed with him.

“Leave the rest of the mess for him to clean up, let’s go. I have a fluffy blanket with your name on it.”

Toji kept your room exactly as you left it, you always had a home with him…

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