#poopies x reader

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

Hello! I hope you're having a good day! I was thinking about this Bakugou, where he penches his s/o lips whenever she teases him or compliments him, saying that her lips should be punished for driving him crazy or smth.

I just find this idea cute if you please can write about it 😭🤍

a/n:..wait...cus why are you a literal genius this got a lil kick teww ittttt.. (kinda soooorta angsty but like if you squint, katsuki is bad at feelings but he tries his hardest, kissing, no biting for once wow its been a while..dont worry yall its comin, short lil drabble, hope u enjoy ! <3)

"your eyes are so pretty katsu."

katsuki bakugou thinks he'll never be able to get used to you when he looks down at your head in his lap, raising a brow as a defensive mechanism to not turn red all the way down to his chest.

"where'd this come from ?" he leans into your hand almost reflexively when you place it against his cheek, still not breaking eye contact as you smile at him, he feels warmth crawl up his back and it makes him squint.

"nowhere," you run your finger across his cheek, than across his nose bridge "just wanted to tell you."

he gulps, clearing his throat his eyes fight to keep looking into yours, relaxed and happy and comfortable. it feels strange to see someone so comfortable around him.

"yeah ?"

"mhm, your lashes are so long too." you muse. it's casual, it comes out so easily.

he feels his heart beat loudly against his chest when you run your fingers over his eyebrows. you keep on touching him, and he likes it, usually. but it's overwhelmingly nice, you're overwhelmingly nice and he doesn't know what to do with it. because bakugou isn't sweet like you. he can't casually tell you that he loves your eyes, that he could be perfectly content staring at you doing whatever for hours on end, that random things he sees when he's out remind him of you and that you're the last thing he thinks about when he falls asleep.

because it comes out wrong, when he does. but even still your words make him so unbearably giddy. it's foreign receiving compliments, and if he does their almost always quirk related. but these are different and they're from you, so it feels even better and though embarrassment creeps up onto his body his heart buzzes and beats proudly. he feels like he can't sit still so he does the next best thing.

"shush." he mumbles, pinching your cheeks to make you pout. you splutter out a giggle when he leans down to place a sloppy wet kiss onto your duck lips. "you keep sayin' weird shit.." he dodges your grin when he lets go of your cheek.

"but they are long ! and your eyes are pretty ! that's not weird, it's the truth." you maintain, nodding afterwards like your word is law. fuck, he loves you.

"be quiet." he pinches your lips shut and you start flailing around with muffled giggles and squeals. katsuki follows, laughing through his nose and meanly moving your lips around in his grip.

"fuck, you drive me crazy.." your eyes snap open at his soft eyes and words. his eyes shine mischievously but his cheeks are bright as he smirks. you pout at him and it makes him want to squeeze you until you pop. ( he remembers you called it cute aggression or something)

"you talk too damn much." he pinches your cheek "needa be punished for drivin' me nuts all the damn time."

"jush shay yur not goo wif complimeshs." katsuki snorts at your attempts to talk with your cheek in his grip, and he can't help the half smirk on his face when you laugh. he releases your cheek in favor of leaning down to press his lips against yours.

"you're the pretty one, dummy."

"but we can both be pretty !"

"whatever, you're prettier then."

katsuki still feels his heart thump loudly in his chest, and he's sure he'll keep feeling like this for a long while. your words will keep sticking to his heart like they always do. and maybe he is 'pretty', he'll go along with that for you, but you're definitely prettier.

[yeahyeahchloe]

love love LOVE your works! 💗 So i randomly had an idea, hear me out!

drummer abby and bassist reader. I literally can see abby getting jealous if a fan approaches the reader and gets a bit touchy (not like a wired way, like hugging her ecc)

oh anon...i love me a jealous gf...

drummer!abby x bassist!reader

synopsis: You just wrapped up your last show of your tour, and run into some fans backstage who are acting like a bit more than just fans...

cw: smut18+, minors and ageless blogs dni, strap use (r!receiving), slight choking, some angst, fluff at the very end, me being too lazy to give the bandmates names, my mid smut writing (im learning lol), my excessive vocabulary

(a/n: pls lmk if u see any typos! )

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The crowd thundered with screams and applause as the final guitar cord strummed the final song, of the final tour.

Stage lights shown onto your face, encouraging your skin to sweat and your eyes to water.

You decided to relish in the feeling, as it was the last of it you would experience for a while.

Turning around you spotted a face adorned with pride and glee, showcasing a stoic grin.

Blue eyes met yours and that grin seemed to break just a small bit wider.

You, and the rest of the band inevitably had to step off the stage for the last time, and the second you were behind that curtain you were immediately wrapped in a strong hug.

But the hug was unfamiliar.

Very unfamiliar.

"Oh my god, I love you! You looked so incredible up there it was seriously like an angel on Earth or something!" said the body that was previously hugging and was now holding both your hands.

The girl was accompanied by another, who was standing slightly behind her, each holding a starstruck expression.

You quickly got over your initial shock and went into greeting mode.

"Oh! Thank You! Means a lot you enjoyed our last show,"

"Its seriously like nothing I've ever seen. And its so cool back here! My Dad runs tech so he let me in,"

Figures.

"Mhm, I bet,"

"Oh! I almost forgot, I made you something!" The girl reached into her pocket, pulling out a bracelet adorning the lesbian flag colors with a name in the middle.

Gracie.

You glanced at her wrist to see she had one with your name.

"O-oh thanks!" You said, now slightly creeped out.

"Ok, picture time!" she grabbed your waist pulling you in tight as her friend snapped a picture, "Thank you!! I'll see you on my feed," she attempted a joke at this point you wouldn't find funny, and walked away.

Turning around to your bandmates you made a wide-eyed expression and let out an exasperated sigh.

"Jesus what was that?" one of them asked.

"No fucking clue," You answered before realizing Abby had gone, "Hey, where's Abs?"

"She left just a second ago, towards the dressing rooms, looked pissed as fuck,"

You nodded in thanks before walking in the direction of yours and Abby's shared room.

You knocked before entering to find her getting her things together.

"Hey Abby," you greeted timidly.

"Can you get everything you need? 'm tired 'nd I wanna go to the trailer," she said, only glancing my way.

You knew when Abby was frustrated it was best to let her cool off, so you simply gathered your things, walked over to her to show you were ready, and she placed her hand on your lower back to guide you out of the room and to the trailer.

Once inside you both set down your stuff, and you decided that you would talk to her now.

You walked over to her as she sat on the slightly small bed and sat down next to her.

"You okay?" you wearily asked.

She managed a soft "mhm fine" before getting up and walking to where her clothes were, pulling off her shirt leaving her in her bra and jeans.

"Tell me what's wrong," you said, walking up to her slowly.

"I said I was fine, jesus," she grunted, rummaging around for her pajamas.

"Abby," you asserted, finally getting her to look at you, "Please,"

She turned away before saying "You're just too fucking nice to people sometimes,"

"What?" You asked, half not fully catching what she said, half wanting her to go on.

"I mean if some fucking weirdo comes over and hugs you, why wouldn't you deck them?"

"Okay, are you talking about that fan? What do you expect me to do; be a dick and shove her off?"

"Yes-No-I don't fucking know," she stuttered before stomping off back to the bed and taking a seat once again.

You sat next to her, in the same spot you were originally in before asking much more gently, "Abs, what's actually wrong?"

She sighed, "Its just, her fucking hands were all over you, and then she gave you that ridiculous thing like she was trying to claim you or something and it pissed me off,"

"Abby, are you jealous?" you asked, slightly teasing.

"Oh fuck off. I have no reason to be, nobody will ever make you feel as good as I do," she said, turning to you, her eyes now displaying her anger had morphed into lust.

"Yeah?" you asked, breaths becoming shorter.

"Yeah, and I'm gonna prove it to you,"

Before you could get another word in, her lips passionately, yet aggressively slammed into yours.

You immediately reciprocated the kiss and reached your hands us, one cradling her face and the other holding her still bare upper waist.

Both her hands creeped around your hips and gripped them harshly as your tongues met, lifting you and placing you straddling her.

You felt her move her lips from yours and quickly move them down to your neck, kissing and licking up until she got to your ear before whispering "you're mine, and no one's gonna fucking change that,"

Your hips grinded down on to hers as you let out a breathy moan at her words, and the new found bulge you felt in her pants.

"Yeah, feel that? Knew I was gonna fuck you tonight, got ready just for you," she whispered in your ear once again, sending waves of exitment throughout your entire body.

She moved her lips back to yours to continue kissing you as she took your shirt and removed it exposed your tits to her.

Abby took her mouth away from yours and hungrily moved them down to your nipples, sucking and biting at them, eliciting a moan from your chest as you grabbed her hair tightly.

You felt her hands reach down and unbutton your jeans before flipping you on your back so she was now hovering over you.

She quickly moved down, removing your pants and underwear together, revealing your sopping wet pussy to her.

"Fuck, you're so wet. Who makes you this wet?" she asked, toying at your lips, pulling them apart so she could see all of you.

"Mmmh you do," you answered her quietly, aching for her to touch you.

"What's that? You have to speak up sweetheart," Abby said, now looking up at you.

"Fuck, Abby, you make me so wet, you're the only one who makes me this wet," you whimpered in response.

You saw Abby smirk before placing a small kiss on your clit before removing her own pants to reveal her strap, looking as ready for you as ever.

"Do you want my cock baby?" She asked, sliding it up and down your pussy, teasing you.

"Shit-yes, Abby please. Please I only want your cock,"

Abby didn't even have to ask and she had you begging, it gave her an insane ego boost that only got her off more.

"Good girl, learning so fast," she praised before painfully slowly sliding her strap deep inside of you, stretching out your walls with each inch that entered.

She pulled out just as slow as before, and without warning, slammed into you at an alarming speed.

Screams of pleasure roared out of your chest as you felt her hips clip yours with every deep thrust.

Abby sat above you, seemingly watching every square inch of your body with pride as she fucked you senseless.

"That's right, my perfect girl taking my cock, perfect little thing," She groaned, feeling intense pleasure of her own from the sight of you mixed with the way her strap rubbed her clit deliciously at every move.

"Oh, god Abby! 'S too good...always so good,"

Abby loved it when you praised her, it made her feel like nobody else could ever compare to her.

And she fucking needed that right now.

She slithered a hand down to wrap around your throat and she squeezed lightly, just the way you liked it.

Abby saw the way your eyes were repeatedly rolling back at each moan as they became higher pitched and she knew you were about to cum.

"You gonna cum for me, huh angel? Cum on my fucking cock?" She asked, burying herself impossibly deeper.

All you could muster up in response was a weak nod and a feverish moan.

"That's right, go ahead, let it go,"

As soon as you heard those words you felt your orgasm wash over you in a wave and Abby's relentless pace slowed down to an eventual stop.

She slid out of you before getting a damp washcloth and cleaning you up, before slipping the both of you under the covers.

Abby wrapped her arms around you and pulled you close so that your head was resting under her chin.

After a long beat of silence you spoke up, softly saying, "I don't think I would ever love someone like I love you,"

Abby pulled your head out from under yours, and leaned down to give you a long, lovingly kiss.

"I'm sorry I got mad, I mean, I was jealous. I just-I just never want you to leave me," she spoke softly with vulnerability in her eyes.

You cupped her face with both hands, placing a kiss on her forehead before whispering, "You aren't ever going to have to worry about that,"

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[anonbinaryweirdo]

Childe is honestly such a child (<- very well known fact)

Scratch that, Ajax is such a child.

I feel like if you were out together, and the streets of wherever you are were busy, his hand would always be seeking yours out--scratch that, it doesn't even leave yours. He definitely pouts a little when you have to let it go for something,,, and will try and urge you to hold his hand again

I can imagine him going all wide eyed and excited when he sees something, tugging on your hand and pointing obnoxiously at it, "[Name], [Name], look!" asking a thousand and one questions at once with wide blue eyes, and you could have sworn in that moment you saw a sparkle form in the corners,,, could have just been your imagination, thou

"Do you know what this is?" "What does it do?" "I haven't seen any of these in Snezhnaya before..." (assuming you're not already there) "Can I touch it? I'm gonna touch it." "What do you think about it? Pretty neat, isn't it?" "Can we take it back with us? Please?" "Can I use it to fight?"

It's honestly so cute,,, he may be this harbinger with an ongoing, unsatisfied lust for battle, but these moments are always ones to be cherished,,, does he know how adorable he is? Maybe, maybe not.

I also feel like he likes the sound of your heartbeat! Laying on your chest is a must; it's one of the moments where he's so unfamiliarly quiet and vulnerable, and not constantly on his guard, waiting for an excuse to fight something. The soft beating of your heart against your rib cage is so soothing to him, it's like a recharge. He'll keep his freckled cheek pressed against your chest for as long as he wants you let him. Play with his hair, too, and his eyelids will be getting heavy in no time :D

You're a teddy now. You did this to yourself when you first let him really hold you. His strong arms are always going to be wrapped so tightly around you,,, you might want to go pee beforehand. There's no guarantee he'll let you go. "Ajax, I have to pee-" "Mmmm, no you don't." "???"

No one to blame but yourself (<- Ajax probably)

You are his safe place, even when he's away from home--hell, even if/when you do go to Snezhnaya together, you're still his anchor, the peace to all the chaos, the person to unconditionally clean his wounds and take care of him

He hasn't truly gotten to be a child since he was fourteen, but with you? He can make up for it all, even if he is a grown ass man, just as long as you let him :D He loves you sm it's unreal <\3

this is a childe hate page btw i hate him ewwww gags barfs

[f4irycafe]

saw a prrty girl do this on the tl, so I’M doing it on MY tl😘 also writing this while high, i’ll tag her account !!

pairings: college!sam x art major!reader

college!sam who is your tutor in a really hard bio class that is required for your degree. something dumb about core curriculum. it’s your second yr at university and he’s the tall, dark, and handsome quiet kid in your class.

college!sam who noticed the cute chubby girl the first day of class and was instantly enamored with her. her sweet little outfits, and wigs and braids that never stayed in her head for more than a week. a breath of fresh air compared to the stanford law standard.

college!sam who got your number after class. "figured i should get your number so we can communicate about when to meet up." "sounds good to me!" you responded, not giving this man the satisfaction of seeing you get flustered in his presence.

college!sam was nervous to text you first, but quickly realised you were super easy to talk to. the two of you became fast friends, but sam knew he wanted something more. you always used cute little emoji's and wished him well, it made his heart flutter.

college!sam who lives in the library, so that's where the two of you study. he even gets you a private study room. the excuse he uses is that he wants there to be no distractions, but he really just wants uninterrupted time with you.

college!sam who has your study order memorized after a month of studying together and always picks up your matcha latte before your session. the first time he did it you blushed and told him there was no need, but he just shrugged you off. you were slowly starting to fall for him, while he was already head over heels for you.

college!sam was pretty mysterious. he kept his secrets close to his heart. whenever you asked him a person question all you'd get is one of his cute dimple smile and a redirected conversation. you wanted him to open up to you, even though you had no right to that information. he was just your tutor.

when college!sam offers a late ngiht study session at his place that night instead of the library cuz he was busy during the time you guys would usually meet.

college!sam who makes sure his room is as clean as he can get it (he is still a college boy after all) when you come over. he makes sure to have snacks and he even picked up your study order from starbucks earlier.

college!sam who can't stop staring at you as you sit across from him on his bed, hunched over your notes with a cute pout on your face as you eagerly try and digest the information.

"[insert a question abt bio here bcuz i'm a writing major hehe] ... sam are you even paying attention?" you asked with a smile. he stutters over his words before finally deciding to just come out with it.

college!sam who blurts out he likes you in the middle of your study sesh when you're mid question. you say yes ofc. how could you not? this pretty puppy dog 6'4 monster has been obsessed with you since the day he laid eyes on you.

elles thoughts: pt 2??? yay or nay?

[christiecandor]

Y'all really got that Rick honey rave party banned, TF?

I'm gonna post it again because I'm a goddamn rebel, but GODDAMNIT PEOPLE, practice SUBTLETY 🤦‍♀️ No tagging suggestive words, you know who you are 😂😂😂

[knoxvillesjackass]

tied down - b.m

𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑎𝑚 𝑔𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑧𝑦, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑚𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑚 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛

words; 758

I rose from my bed as the knocks on my hotel door eventually woke me up from my deep slumber. I looked beside me on the bed. No Bam. Of course not.

The knocks on the door grew louder, and a desperate voice called my name from outside.

What the fuck?

I managed to get on my feet despite my eyes being entirely closed still. My balance was off and my movements were slow, but finally, I reached the door.

“What?” I asked grumpily as the knocking finally stopped, and I stood faced with a panicked Jeff Tremaine.

“It’s Bam! He won’t calm down, we’ve had to chain him to the toilet!”

“Why the fuck would you do that?” I asked confused, rubbing my temple.

“Aren’t you hearing me? He threw a fucking TV out of the window and he threw the bloody table into the pool!” Jeff, who'd seen a lot of bullshit, exclaimed panicked.

"They're threatening to throw us out of the hotel!"

“Jesus fucking Christ.” I moaned before getting a pair of shoes and exiting my hotel room to look for Bam.

When Jeff and I finally reached Ryan's room, I saw a crowd outside of the room. My breath hitched. What were they all looking at?

I entered the room, which looked as if a tornado had torn it apart. I was led to the bathroom, where I finally saw it. Bam, tied up to the toilet with a pair of handcuffs. He was slumped over, but very much awake.

“LET ME OUT OF HERE YOU FUCKERS!”

“ALL OF YOU ARE FIRED IF YOU DON’T LET ME OUT OF THESE FUCKING CUFFS RIGHT NOW!”

Bam was sitting on the floor, yelling and moaning. He hadn't discovered my presence.

“You seriously couldn’t handle this on your own?” I asked in disbelief, looking at the crowd of grown men around me. “He was crying for you,” Jeff shrugged “Besides, he’s already punched one crew member. Chipped off the guy's fucking tooth,” He added. I sighed at the information, embarrassed by my boyfriend's behaviour.

“Fucking Jackass,” Jeff grumbled at Bam before exiting the room along with all of the crew members, but before he left, he gave me the key to the handcuffs, trusting that I'd make the right decision.

“Bam?” I spoke softly, knowing that I had to approach the situation carefully. I inspected Bam. His hands were chained, making it unable for him to stand up. He lifted his head, and his eyes lit up as soon as he laid eyes on me.

“Y/N!” Bam exclaimed like a little child, attempting to reach out his hands, for a moment forgetting that they were cuffed to a toilet. He groaned at the restraints and looked up at me with pleading eyes.

“Y/N, baby, come over here and get me out of these cuffs, okay?” Bam said, motioning for me to move closer.

“Not until you calm down, Bam,” I spoke as I watched Bam's face immediately turn sour as he gave me a frustrated look.

“GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!” Bam roared scarily as he tried to yank his hands out of the handcuffs. He was a strong man, but the cuffs were no match for him.

I slowly walked towards him, standing in front of him. I bent down, holding his cherub face in my hands. He looked up at me with an open mouth, his blood-shot eyes staring into mine deeply.

“What am I going to do with, Brandon?” I asked, smirking as I bent down to kiss him, but pulled away just before my lips connected with his. Bam frowned at the loss of my touch as I pulled away from him. I sat down in front of him, looking into his eyes.

“Please, just get me out of these fucking cuffs,” Bam sighed tiredly. I hesitated, but reached over and unlocked the cuffs.

Bam rubbed his wrists, resting his head against the wall with closed eyes. I felt sorry for the man who secretly struggled. His emotions were always so covered with that beautiful, infectious smile, but I knew him better than Bam knew himself, and I wanted nothing more than to heal him.

I scooted over to Bam and sat between his legs, cuddling up against his chest. The bathroom tiles were cold and harsh against my bare legs, but Bam's warm grip seemed to warm me up from the inside out.

“I fucking love you,” Bam whispered into my ear, hugging me tighter.

“I fucking love you too.”

[dipperscavern]

I seen your bisexual Cregan x bisexual reader but, but...hear me out—bi Jon and bi reader??? I hear that he had some fairly gay boi thoughts on satin flowers in the books and now bi Jon is on my mind lol

ooooo ur onto something. to be real i did not pick up on the gay thoughts in my first read but i looked it up and tbh i could see it!

bi jon x bi reader casually bringing up other people in conversation and casually saying they’re hot. “easy on the eyes….” WE ALL KNOW WHAT U GUYS ARE REALLG SAYING

[froggybells]

sharting my pants as i begin to write for the first time in 10 months :P

- bells

[sunandsstars]

Do you have your search user thing off? Cause I can't find you unless I type your full username or check my following

I do not! everything i have is turned on :)

[not-o-kay834]

I hold the hands with the glove because nobody wants to love (me).

- @xxterra-incognitaxx

[moraxsthrone]

omfg i'll take full responsibility for this, yes ma'am. *fans self* wooooo! ggguuuhhhhh if you do decide to further elaborate on this in the future, please do tag me. i don't even simp for childe, but this just hits different somehow. just sayin i'd let him lick it as long as zhongli's a willing and active participant. 👀💅🏼

— Strip TCG w/ Zhongli & Childe | genshin

⌗NOTE ; ty @moraxsthrone for this CRAZY idea.. kind of short but that's fine! I might add to this later...

⌗CONTENTS ; nsfw. threesome, fingering, oral (giving + receiving)

honestly why not play a little card game with the two of them but spicy it up a little? every one of you taking off an article of clothing each time you lose a round.

Zhongli can be quite competitive during this, but his end goal isn't to win the match it's more to see your strip. he watches as not only you, but Childe as well slowly stripping off an article of clothing each time you both lose to him.

Childe, i would say is just as competitive as Zhongli, if not more. he tries his best, maybe winning a match once or twice. though he pouts when he's in defeat, but.. he isn't so salty about it once he gets closer to being completely bare along with you two.

as the rounds get longer and the three of you are nearly stripped, the game is long forgotten as you put your focus on what's more important than this game... the rest of your clothes are discarded and tossed somewhere to the side, Childe's nested between your thighs, lapping up at your sobbing heat as Zhongli pays special attention to your chest.

Zhongli doesn't mind it either when you want to give him some attention down there, noticing just how eager and ready he was for you to finally take him in your mouth. the act was a bit difficult due to Childe's tongue moving skillfully against your clit, his digits rubbing against your sweet spot making you grind yourself down on his face.

Zhongli tugs on your locs when you're not paying enough attention to him, giving you a stern look as you return your eyes to him. his cheeks lightly flushed, letting out a low groan as you properly take him in your mouth. he loves the way you whine and hum around his cock, the beads of tears pricking at your eyes once it starts to get a bit too intense.

Both of them praise you when you're doing so good for them, despite the fact that they may be pushing your limits a bit. the way you let out such noises of pleasure, just from what they're doing was so nice to hear.

[miupow]

dom yeonjun + "praising" dumbification (idek if it makes sense, but like "aww my cute baby went absolutely dumb. dick so good?" and yeah, the reader just agrees with him pathetically again and again (sorry for being specific ;;;;;)) for the kinktober event 🥺🩷

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 ‘24 ── 𝐘𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐍 + 𝐃𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝜗𝜚 ㅤ― 󠀬󠀬[ minors do not interact! ] choi yeonjun x fem!reader . soft dom!yeonjun , praise kink , daddy kink (i cannot help myself) , degrading praise , dumbification , dirty talk , name calling , arguing and making up , oral (m. rec) , facefucking , hair pulling

a/n ⸝⸝ this is short and also kind of poopy garbage but !! i wrote it lol im very sleepy…

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"where'd that attitude go, huh baby?" yeonjun snickers, brushing your hair behind your ear to cup your cheek.

you try to retort, but your words come out as garbled nonsence-- you can't talk back with yeonjun's cock shoved deep down your throat, the echoes of your gagging and choking obscene and deafening in the empty practice room. your knees ache from kneeling on the hard linoleum dancefloor, but the discomfort only adds to the arousal building thick and heavy in your belly. yeonjun fucks your face like an animal, his long slender fingers tangled tight in your hair as he uses your head like a pocket pussy. you can’t do anything but take it, trying your best to hallow your cheeks as you claw desperately at the sweatpants pooling around yeonjun’s thighs.

“finally gonna be quiet with that bratty little mouth stuffed full of cock?” he crows, tugging you up and down on his length by your hair. “look how cute you are being a good girl for daddy… just needed to be reminded of your place, huh?”

you gargle around his shaft, eyes rolling back in your head as yeonjun’s heavy balls slap against your spit-slick chin— drool dribbles down onto the floor between you, foamy and messy smeared all over your blushing cheeks that yeonjun patted affectionately.

“don’t ever act like a slut in front of my friends again,” yeonjun coos, his sugary sweet demeaning voice a stark contrast to the way he claimed you as his. “you want their attention so badly? i’ll make you get on your knees and suck my cock right in front of them so they can watch. that’s a promise, not a threat, baby.”

[tac-the-unseen]

I love all ur blog sm!! Can I ask abt something with the slashers (specially Thomas <3) with an foreigner!reader that don't quit speak english very well and normally forget words?

(Sorry if something is spelled wrong, English is not my native language lmao)

Absolutely, I can!

And because the request didn't specify, this fic will strictly be about speaking a foreign language.

Sorry if this is inaccurate! I'm a native English speaker and don't know many who aren't. Sorry in advance!!

Slashers x Foreigner!Reader

Micheal Myers:

•This man will act like he doesn't care but in reality he's so intrigued. (It might be why you're still alive) 

•He’ll spend his time watching you practice your pronunciation and recognition patterns, like it's a movie.

•Is he a bit mean about it? Yes. Will he laugh? Probably.

•If you find yourself not knowing what certain words are and stumble around until you find the right word, You'd be surprised at how patient he is. 

•If you are very new to the English language he'll secretly get you flash cards and stash them into a place he knows you'll find them

•Despite everything, if you ask him for help, he will help. He might be mute but he can write and use TV to aid you.

Billy loomis & Stu macher:

•Stu is already romanticizing your language, but instead of using the actual name of your language, he calls it “Talking pretty to me”

•Billy asks if you want any text books or study equipment to help you on your English speaking journey 

•Both boys are a surprising help! Stuttering trying to articulate what you mean? They've already jumped in to, A) help save you some of the embarrassment, and B) give you time to think about what you're trying to say. 

•Someone making fun of you? They're either dead or a social outcast by the end of the week. 

•Are you struggling to remember a certain word? These boys are willing play charades until you figure it out. And they won't drop it either, Stu says ‘It’s bad to give up when you've already come so far.’ 

•Over all it's not so bad (Stu 100,000,000% uses Google translate to figure out how to say ‘i love you’ in your native language) 

Thomas Hewitt:

•When both of you met, he had never met an actual foreigner before.

•He knew people travel around and occasionally some valley girl would end up in their small town, But someone from a whole different part of the world?

•His interest in you spiked the moment he heard your accent 

•Thomas has so many questions but doesn't know how to ask you

•With him being mute and your struggles with English, It's not the easiest relationship. In the end both of you just end up pointing at things and making noises to get your point across. 

•Absolutely loves to listen to you speak in your native language, Even if he'll never understand it. 

•When he's first trying to court you, he leaves you slightly damaged flowers (he struggled to pick them) to communicate his affection. 

•even with a language barrier, he's gonna love you like no one ever could 

Bubba Sawyer:

•He had no idea people outside of America existed 

•When You fell into the palm of Texas and his brothers found you failing to remember the word for your favorite snack, They knew you would be an easy target.

•When they kidnapped you and brought you to the basement so Bubba could chop you up, he was fascinated by the way you desperately tried to beg him not to kill you. 

•It ended in a huge fight in the family, But he got everyone to let you live a bit longer.

•Sits Criss Cross applesauce while you speak for your life. You could babble about anything and he would listen intently. 

•He pulls out his alphabet soup machine and spends hours typing with you. (You help him finally get past the clown level)

Bo Sinclair:

•absolute meanie, stinky poopy head about it >:(

•will mock your stutters and say stuff like “Oh come ON! The word is Cat! C. A. T. CAT! What's so hard about that?” 

•If you speak your native language around him, He thinks you're insulting him or intentionally hiding something. 

•”If you could say it to my face in your language you can say it to my face again in mine!”

•The same sentiment is not shared when it involves bedroom fun

•Will eventually apologize, But that's going to take a while 

Vincent Sinclair:

•As another non-speaking fellow he takes his time to make sure you two can understand each other 

•He’ll mostly use body language and and little doodles to get his point across 

•Stuttering over a word? He doesn't care, he'll let you work it out without any judgment!

•Want his help? He has several books, Vincent will just pull out a book he knows as the word in it, flipped to the page, and point at the word. 

•Love listening to you talk, In English or not. He'll happily let you yap his ear off. 

Lester Sinclair:

•Poor boy was lovestruck when he first heard you talk!

•Full on heart eyes while you explain where you're from and how you ended up here 

•If you end up fumbling on a word he'll start shouting out potential words for what you're trying to say. 

•Example: “and then I had too…uh…um..” “Run? Pee? Eat? Were you hungry? Are you hungry right now?” 

•So helpful, I know

•But the guy is already googling restaurants based off your native cuisine. He's got the date set up. 

•”It's no biggie, I'm a native English speaker and I still can't get it right!” 

Billy Lenz:

•Billy 100% understands the struggle of finding the right word to say 

•He can't stop stuttering himself, so when you start stuttering you kind of reinforce us in his brain that you were meant to be together 

•He feels like he can bond with you over it, and even feel safer around you knowing that you also mess up 

•the thing is if you start stuttering, he'll start stuttering. If you can't get it by God he will.

•”W-we can't bo-oth be wrong.” 

Brahms Heelshire:

•this man will 100% try to learn your language as soon as he finds out you're a foreigner

•That man has a huge library, there's bound to be at least one book written in your mother tongue 

•He spends a lot of time practicing your native language so he can speak to you more comfortably

•You already know he has children's learning books he'll pull out if you ask. 

•Can't find the word you're looking for? He's already 10 books deep, he'll find it for you. 

•Brahms is a well-educated man and he intends to use His years of learning to help 

•If you want to take classes to better your English skills he will 100,000% throw money your way to do so.

Hannibal Lecter:

•Now Hannibal really understands 

•He's a Lithuanian who learned English as a 10 year old

•He didn't struggle as much, But for the first couple of months you bet he was stumbling. 

•If you're struggling with a word, He has a process of teaching you so you don't forget it again. 

1) Identify what you're trying to say 

2)Slowly begin to sound out the word 

3)Have you recite the word a few times 

4)He'll either teaches you a little tune to remember or he'll do something so you remember the moment 

•Does it feel a little condescending? Yes. But it works 

•He's also willing to pour an ungodly amount of money into your English education if you ask 

•He'll even teach you himself in his spare time

Will Graham:

•Doesn't really know what to do, He's a bit awkward about it 

•He'll also identify the word and repeat it a few times so you can get a better handle on it.

•He thinks it's a bit funny and a bit cute when you stutter or mispronounce something 

•He will gently correct you and move on like nothing happened 

The Lost Boys:

•holy fucking shit this is a cluster fuck, let's do this one by one 

•David

-David, having been around a while, has picked up a couple languages.

-If he does know the language you're speaking he'll speak it back to you and guide you into English better than the other boys could 

-If not, he'll just read your mind and tell you what you're trying to say. It's by far the easiest way to articulate what you mean. 

•Dwayne

-Dwayne being just slightly younger than David has also picked up a couple languages 

-It's really the same if he does know your language But with a little more verbal teaching 

-If he doesn't he'll patiently wait until you figure out what you're trying to say. 

•Paul

-as soon as you start to stutter over yourself Paul starts shotgunning words off 

-some slightly related to the situation and others wildly out there 

-”Drink? Food? Ocean? Horse? The unforgiving eyes of God and His kingdom???” 

-he'll do this to confuse you and have a nice laugh 

•Marko

-Marko speaks English and Italian, so if your language isn't one of those two you're kind of shit out of luck 

-”Come on babe, you'll get it” 

-He finds it a bit funny but still tries to help in little ways 

Thanks for reading <3

Sorry if this seems hastily written together, I haven't had the request in a while so I kind of jumped at the opportunity.

[starboye]

Kinktober Day 30

starring: rafe cameron x male reader x topper thornton x barry

request: rafe cameron x thicc/male reader x topper x barry your dads is a football coach and rafe, topper, and barry are his star players so he invites them over and you get called down the stairs and they all just start staring at you and your juicy ass so as the night goes on whenever they walk by you they rub their bulges your ass or whenever you bend down to pick something up they always touch your ass…. After a while your dad goes to sleep and rafe, topper and barry goes into your room and they talk to you and rafe starts sitting on your bed and rubbing your thighs and then they finally convince you to have a foursome and they take turns eating your ass and while rafe is fuckin your ass he tells you not to be so loud your dad is sleeping so barry puts his dick in your mouth and you start sucking and your jerking off topper and they take turns and after awhile you are just fucked out with some many loads up your ass and rafe grabs his phone and spreads open your ass to take a video but after he’s done Barry and topper clean you out with their tongues and rafe helps you put your clothes on and in the morning your dad ask why are you limping and rafe laughs

warnings: smut, cursing, pervy boys, ass eating, ass slapping, rough sex, creampie, unprotected sex, face fucking, deep throating, foursome, jerking off, ass worship kinda

directors note: i know this is probably a little poopy but i've never written a foursome so im not surprised this didn't end up well

with your dad being a football coach and all it's no surprise he brings over players from time to time to either talk with them and their parents or just give them a little extra practice to heighten their sense but never before has he brought over these three douchebags, rafe topper, and barry, the self proclaimed playboys of the school and even sadder your dads star player.

you didn't expect your dad to bring them over but he did to your dismay, but why did you have to go down and say high to those ass hats anyway "y/n come on down and say hello to company" your dad yelled from downstairs making you annoyingly walk down the stairs, immediately seeing the smug faces of the three boys.

"hi, can i go now" you say annoyed by even their presence "now you know you can do better than that but fine you can go" he rolls his eyes at you before walking to the kitchen, the boys to distracted by you wobbly ass as you walk back to your room, their cock straining in their pants enough to burst the seams of it, but your dad quickly breaks them out of that trance and brings them to the backyard to practice some moves.

after that whole thing your dad makes everyone a delicious dinner and tonight you're dish duty, you thought it would be a simple and easy task until you felt rafe pass by and grope your ass a little, whipping around to confront the jerk just for him to already sitting down next to your dad on the couch watching the football game, next was topper who rubbed his bulge against your ass acting like he was just trying to squeeze by.

and even worse was barry who just straight up slapped your ass and walked past you, watching it jiggle as he grabbed a soda from the fridge and smirking at your face of shock, but once finally got done doing the dishes you just wanted to chill in your room for the rest of the night away from those pervs, that was until they knocked at your door "what do you want" you ask annoyed at their presence even more that it was late in the night "just wanna hang out" rafe says.

"can't you hang out with my dad" you retort "he's asleep so looks like you're stuck with us" rafe says pushing the door open and walking in, sitting on your bed meanwhile barry and topper stood by, you sat back down on the bed to amuse them and whatever they wanted with you "y'know with your dad sleeping and all we could do whatever we want" he lowly says in a sultry tone as his hand moves to rub your thigh, making you flinch a little as their plans become clear as day.

"how about not" you quip back moving his hand "aw c'mon i see the way you look at us when we're practicing, basically drooling for our cocks and with that fat ass we could both benefit" rafe tries one more time rubbing his hand further up your thigh, topper and barry in the background rubbing their bulges hoping to convince you more and after a little more thinking you agree and their off.

they immediately turn you over, ripping off your clothes and ogling at you bouncy ass, rafe going first and diving his face into your ass, tongue prodding at your hole as he expertly ate you out as his boys just jerked off to the sight, before long topper was in between your ass cheeks fucking his tongue into you, infatuated by the taste of you that when it was barrys turn he didn't wanna leave but barry forced him out the way and got his turn.

barry was more interested in your fat ass being engulfed in his face, it's like he was in his version of heaven, he didn't even care to eat you out, only laying kisses on the inside of your ass and some hickeys before rafe was back in between your ass, at this point you were trying your best to hold back any moans that tried to come out but when he pressed his tip into you it was no point in holding back.

his thrusts were rough and a little ragged making loud moans fall from your mouth "you sure you wanna keep being this loud with your dad just down the hall" rafe asks shoving to fingers in your mouth and barry coming in front of you to shove his cock into your throat, silencing your sweet but loud moans by fucking your mouth, topper takes your hand and puts it on his cock, you starting to jerk him off while all the boys groan and moan around you.

"fuck, country club you gotta try his mouth" barry groans firmly holding the back of your head to thrust into your mouth making you gag on his cock before he came down your throat, keeping his cock in your mouth to force you to swallow it all down, not even a couple of seconds later rafe cums in your hole, pushing it further in you with his pounding and topper cumming all over your face, jerking his hips into your hand, wanting more and more firction.

next it was like a merry go around, barry going to your hand, rafe going to your mouth, and topper going to your ass, by the end of the fucking you had multiple loads in your ass and could barely move, your jaw in agony from them face fucking you all night "you did a good job" rafe huffs pulling out of your ruined ass and grabbing his phone to video the cum pushing out of your ass and onto your thigh, little whimpers escaping your lips at the feeling "don't worry we'll be back this weekend" barry lifts your chin to sloppily kiss you.

with one last slap to your ass the boys put their clothes back on and walk out of the room leaving you fucked out and barely able to move but still able to take a shower and go to bed,waking up the next morning limping with a sore throat "hey bud, what's with the limp" your dad asks sipping some coffee from his mug "must've just pulled something while sleeping" you chuckle dryly drawing a snicker from the boys who were eating breakfast, those douchebags.

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[christiecandor]

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[knoxvillesjackass]

I was just wondered if u could do a jackass x English reader, if not it's OK but if u can do the reader having a thick accent the rest u can decide thanks x

very short, sorry!

not my proudest work, but hey; it's something!

words; 433

I had smelled something fishy going on, as soon as I'd entered the office.

It was quiet, even though I'd been told, that the cast was staying in the office that day, for a pitching meeting with Jeff and Spike.

I was one of the main editors for the show, Jackass, and I had been for a little over four years. Moving from the northern part of England to sunny California had been quite the culture shock. But, I loved work, and I loved my colleagues, although I couldn't help but always be on my toes, knowing the cast and their crazy ideas.

I waved at Ryan, who stood at the end of the hallway, talking to Spike.

I entered my office and took off my jacket, sitting down at my desk and turning on my computer.

I turned around in my chair for a while and waited for my computer to start up, eventually deciding that it took way too long.

I got up from my chair and exited my office, walking to the little kitchen we had in the office, grabbed my favourite mug and started boiling some water.

"Y/N!"

I whipped around to see Bam. "Hiya!" I cheered and gave him a quick hug, "alright?" I asked him and poured the boiling water into my mug.

"Yeah, and you?" Bam asked to which I nodded. "Everything is hunky-dorky over here," I smiled, but quickly realised the confused look on Bam's face. "It means everything is just good; you know, dandy?" I said in my most American accent, and Bam nodded.

Something was up with Bam. He had that tingle of evil in his eyes. One I only saw, when something really stupid was about to happen.

Suddenly, with no warning whatsoever, the loudest horn-like sound blasted through the office, and it made me jump off the ground in terror.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a familiar face. Mr Knoxville and Rick follow right behind him with a camera. I held my chest in horror as everyone erupted in laughter.

"Did it work?" Johnny asked Bam, who was the only one that had seen my reaction, except for the hidden camera on the shelf above you.

"Oh yeah," Bam responded and laughed at me, while I prepared to let my frustrations out.

"You bloody wanker!" I yelled and slapped Johnny on the shoulder, stomping my foot angrily.

"How do you feel right now," Johnny asked me, for some reason speaking in a very British accent.

"I'm bloody brickin' it," I sighed and sighed deeply, trying to gather myself again.

Everyone looked at me, confused.

"It means I was fucking scared!"