#self degradation

[patriarchycuck]

He just sat on my face and rested his balls over my nose and mouth so I couldn’t breathe while he jerked off. I’ve never felt so needy in my life

[seaborguy]

swapped persons version from @sandeewithtwoe

[femboyinred]

Cumming to the thought of being abused and fucked relentlessly in a gang bang while also being cucked at the same time by someone fucking my crush, and when it's done and they just throw me away like a used condom, I go back crawling to the bottom of my bed where I jerk myself off while crying profusely for hours. It's where I belong, really. I was honestly being stupid I actually have a chance with anyone other than my own hand.

[ru1nm3]

I just need a man, who will ignore my cunt and fuck me only in the asshole

[i-live-in-spite]

You're just as smart as me

Summary: Reader is failing math and Spencer tries to make them happy

Pairing: Spencer x gn! reader

Genre: sad with fluff

Tw/Cw: Reader is in college but Spencer and reader are similar ages, self deprivation to the max, crying, Spencer fearing he's not good enough, Reader feeling like they're not good enough,

Word Count: 1.1k

I couldn’t stop the stinging in my eyes, I wasn’t too bad at math but my grades are slipping too close to D territory. The tears started to fall before I could stop them, gods I’m so stupid. Why can't this just click for me, why am I so stupid? 

I almost didn’t feel the hand on my shoulder, when I looked up I wasn’t surprised to see Spencer. He’s my boyfriend and he had a key, fuck why did I give him a key?

“My love? What happened? Did something happen to your brother?” I shake my head, unable to find the words to tell him. “What about at school, did something happen in one of your classes?” Though dating a profiler I’m not surprised he found the words himself, though, I’m sure it didn’t take a profiler to go down the list of problems I could have.

I start to pull away and he lets go of my shoulders but kneels in front of my face, “Darling please at least let me know what’s on that pretty mind of yours?” I couldn’t help but cry more, he thinks I’m so smart but I’m struggling in remedial math. 

I stop hearing Spencer worries as I cry and cry into my hands. I don’t know how long I was crying or when Spencer had laid me back onto the bed but when I was finally out of tears Spencer had my head in his lap, laying on my favorite pillow. His delicate fingers running through my hair as he rambles about the book series we were reading together.

“There’s my love.. How are you feeling? Tired? Maybe hungry?” I could tell he was a little unsure what to do, I was always the one who had my emotions in check better.

“I..” I rolled to lay on my back and to look up at him, his eyes were unsure but had streaks of worry filling that beautiful hazel. “Can I go shower?”

“Yes yes of course, do you want me to join you? I can read to you?” Every fiber in my being wanted him close but I couldn’t let him close. I merely just shrug and I see some of the life leave him, he’s so worried. So worried over stupid me, who couldn’t get simple math problems down.

“I don’t..know.” His hands continue to work through my hair. I can tell he’s disappointed, once every few weeks we would sit in the tub together and take turns reading chapters.

“You’ll call me if something happens right? If you need me? Right?” He has a subtle whine, it didn’t take a genius to know Spencer was craving to be the rock I needed.

I caress his face, my hands afraid to break the crystal of his beautiful features,  “Of course baby.. Of course”

“Can I run the bath for you?” I couldn’t stop the little sigh from my lips but I nod and he hurries to the bathroom. I looked through my drawers to find an outfit but nothing felt right, I grabbed a pair of loose shorts and felt them. I could feel my eyes start to water again, why couldn’t I do anything right? 

Why does nothing feel right, I couldn’t help the thoughts from flooding again. I snap out of it when Spencer opens the bathroom door.

“Hey hunny, the bath is ready. I can grab your clothes?” He eyes the shorts in my hands before going into his closet and finding a Tech sweatshirt. “Here, you can wear this? I wore to sleep on the last case, so it should smell like me? And..maybe the hotel?” I couldn’t help but chuckle but feel grateful for the sweatshirt.

“Of course I want the sweatshirt, it’s mine after all.” He chuckles at my little comment and hands it over. I feel the fabric before folding it nicely into a pile with my shorts and undergarments. “I’m gonna go soak for a little bit, okay?” Spencer nods and slowly holds my cheek.

“Please if you need me call me into the room, I’ll order some take out. I’m thinking chinese?”

“Oh please Spence, you can’t use chopsticks.” He shakes his head and his hands wrap around my hips gently.

“No but I know for you a good egg roll makes you such a happy royal, I see your little happy dances when you get your fried rice.” I give him a shy smile and just give in. “You want your usual lovely?” I nod and Spencer gives me a soft kiss to my forehead before I walk into the bathroom.

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After the bath I walk into the living room and see a small nest of pillows and blankets in the middle of the room.

“I tried to find the softest blankets for you my love, I hope it makes you happy.” I turn to the man who could see into my darkest pit and still find the love to order food, to make nice spots for just us. I wrap my arms around his neck and his arms wrap tightly around me. “I love you so much, I don’t fully know what happened. I don’t fully need to know but I need you to know that no matter what I am here for you. I will always be here for you.” As I nod Spencer leads me to the nest of blankets. 

We cuddled together and ate away at our food, before I knew it the clock read 3:30 am. “I have a D- in math.. I just don't understand what he’s talking about.” Spencer looks at me surprised.

“Why didn’t you come to me sooner? Baby you know I wouldn’t mind helping you, I love helping you.” I look down feeling ashamed and the guilt rush to my face. “Hey baby..you don’t have to feel bad. Tonight we can cuddle and then tomorrow I’ll take a look at the class and see how I can help you?”

“You’re too perfect Spencer. I feel so..” He grabs my face with a little bit more force than I think he was expecting. 

“Don't you dare say you feel small, don’t say you’re dumb. I might be good with math but history is your specialty.”

“But you also-”

His voice turns a little stern, “I know so much because of you and my mom. I like history, sure but there’s too much guessing in some stories that I just don’t always find enjoyable. Your eyes light up the town when you get to talk about history, I could never have that reaction. We may have different niches in our type of smarts but you will always be just as smart as me.” I nod and he holds me tighter. “You could never ever change my mind on this. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, I love you so much.” He plays with my hair and I fall asleep to the song of his praise.

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I know it's late @spencerreidsreads but my laptop died

[inferiorindianslut]

always happy to see more brown fucktoys be good girls for white cock

thank you sir , this pathetic brown fucktoy is obsessed with bwc ❤️❤️

[peppermintmochafem]

when a domme says something mean repeating it back to them (ie “yes i’m so pathetic for you”) is like a secret cheat code to make their eyes light up

oh you are a smart thing, aren't you? you must be so impressed with yourself 🥺 but you really should not waste a domme's time like that, telling them what they already know. that's also the secret cheat code to "did I ask you?" "I know that already stupid" "who said you can speak to me?" and getting yourself gagged <3

[f4cefu7ked]

Can we send each other lewd pics on telegram so I can feel confident again 🥰🥲

[femboyinred]

Shoutout to people with self esteem issues that cope with their mistakes by crying and jerking off, performing self degradation, and moaning "I'm sorry" and "I'll be good, I'll do better"

(I'm one of them)

[ru1nm3]

Send me blackmail threads. I want to be blackmailed so hard…

[mtftm-toy]

the way i know im a fakegirl is that I can't take cock like a good boy

im too tight to ever be a real girl

[peppermintmochafem]

I keep reading your response to my last ask and hiding my face in my pillow… there’s not even anyone in the room I just can’t help it I feel so pathetic and subby you ruin me so easily I feel like I’m in the palm of your hand

-🥺

aww that's a natural response to embarrassing yourself like this sweetheart 💕

[patriarchycuck]

Pathetic sluts don’t get to cum. Pathetic sluts don’t get to cum. Pathetic sluts don’t get to cum. Pathetic sluts don’t get to cum. Pathetic sluts don’t get to cum. Pathetic sluts don’t get to cum. I need to stay constantly needy so I’m always prepared for my man

[f4cefu7ked]

No bc I’ll be feelin myself, feeling SO confident, and I see just a glimpse of Jenna Ortega and trip over myself. Like why tf don’t I look like her. Wtf. 😀

Girl has all the proportions my delirious mind thinks I have. 🥲

[golyadkin]

you'll get the urge as an artist or a writer to say out loud the things you're worried about "the proportions are off" "kind of out of character" "i'm not good at summaries" "didn't get as much detail as i wanted" "i made a mistake and here's how" and that's the self-conscious part of your brain telling you "it's bad and if you don't tell them you know it's bad then they'll think you're stupid" but you've got to ignore that little voice and pretend you think it's good or else that little voice is going to ruin your life

[ru1nm3]

You really think I'd let you abort it you dumb cunt? No you'll raise my baby as a single mother

Becoming a single mother would humiliate me too, sir