#since that anon sent that ask for sucking his cock

[worstscholar]

i want rayleigh to suck my t cock so fucking bad it isnt even funny. he'd be so mean about it too. stimulating my clit until i'm whining and pushing his head off, but he wont let up. he'd chuckle with his mouth still on me while im squirming and begging for him to give me a break.

he's such an ass. I love him.

⋆｡° ໑ If you're not careful and you beg too much, he'll just deny you an orgasm-

"You asked for this baby, did you not want a break?"

⋆｡° ໑ He's so cocky about it too, smirking as you try and rub your thighs together for some kind of stimulation, but Rayleigh just pushes your knees back into the bed-

"If you wanted to cum you shouldn't have asked me to stop."

⋆｡° ໑ So mean he sometimes leaves you like that, and if you finish yourself off later, he'll make you work for your orgasm next time, whether it be humping his thigh, or riding his cock.

[roanniom]

hey issa, im so happy to see you’re back!! can i request steve fingering reader or reader giving him a bj to show off their new set of nails?? thanks, have a great day and take care always<33

Hi anon! I appreciate you so much for sending in a request!

New Set

Steve Harrington x fem!reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, NSFW, blow job, PIV, egregious description of nice nails

"You're not looking at them, Stevie," you whine, making sure your pout is clear in your voice since Steve has his arm thrown over his eyes and isn't looking at you.

"Baby, I can't look. I'll fucking cum."

You're on your knees between his thighs, one hand cupping his balls while the other strokes slowly up and down his throbbing cock. You swipe the flat of your tongue over his leaking tip and he moans.

"But you paid for them. They're so pretty. You have to look at them."

You're referring to your new set of nails. That morning Steve had sent you off with a kiss and a handful of twenties, telling you to treat yourself to a manicure. You'd gleefully run off to the salon and picked out the most brilliant shade of girly pink. A shade you knew would look perfect against the flushed skin of his cock. You were so certain of this that the minute you'd returned home, you hadn't let him so much as get up to greet you before you were rubbing a stiffness into the front of his pants and working towards proving your hypothesis.

And boy were you right.

The almond shaped nails did look beautiful against his quickly swollen length. Steve sputters as you take him fully into your mouth and squeeze your fingers around his base.

"Holy fucking shit."

"Look at me, Stevie."

You say it with your lips pressed to his tip, so the words come out muffled. However, Steve finally pulls his arm away from his face and looks down at you, his face screwed up as if in pain.

"Oh god." He sounds like he's in agony. And in many ways, he is. He wants to fuck the shit out of you, but he won't be able to do that if he cums in your mouth a few minutes after you started playing with him.

"They look good, right?" you ask proudly. Steve's eyes finally hone in on your hands. Your lithe fingers wrapping around his cock. Squeezing and twisting in an upward motion, made slick and irresistible by the lubrication of your saliva.

"Yeah. They look good." Steve's voice is all gravel and darkness. He reaches down and curls his hands around your upper arms. "Get up here now."

You do your best to shrug him off and pick up the speed of your fist on his cock, causing him to intake air sharply.

"No, I want to...thank you...for paying for my nails," you argue breathlessly between sucking pulls.

"You can thank me by bouncing up and down on my dick," Steve replies gruffly. You feel your pussy tighten around nothing at his statement. Your underwear is already soaked through, as it always is when you focus on his pleasure alone.

"I...well..."

Steve knows he's got you by the hesitation in your voice. Knows how much you can't resist the promise of grinding down on him and taking what you want from him as well.

"Stand up, baby."

You do as you're told and get up on shaky, half-numb legs. Steve reaches quickly under your skirt and pulls your sticky underwear down to your ankles. Without being asked to do so, you step out of the underwear and straddle Steve, one leg over each of his on the couch. The second your most intimate parts touch - both wet and throbbing - you and Steve gasp.

"Take off that top." Steve isn't asking. You love when he gets this way. Especially when he'd been basically a shaking mess only moments ago. The contrast does things to you and you whip your shirt off, and accompanying bra, like your life depends on it.

The look on Steve's face when he devours you with his eyes has you rutting against his cock. The shaft grinds against your clit, making you mewl. He grabs you by the hips and guides you up so you can sink down on his cock. You both groan and clutch at one another.

"You're so fucking wet," Steve practically growls.

"That's what happens when I have your cock in my mouth," you attempt to quip. It comes out shaky as you start to find a rhythm with your hips.

"Rather have my cock in your pussy."

"You tryna lodge complaints against my mouth?" you joke. Steve thrusts up deep inside of you as retaliation.

"Never. But fuck this is good."

You settle into a good rhythm and feel yourself begin to climb the mountain of pleasure pretty quickly. Steve, who knows all your tells, decides to up the ante.

"Show me."

You're almost dazed at this point, breathing heavy as you ride him hard.

"Huh?"

"The new set. Show me." Steve's brow is furrowed with concentration, clearly trying his best not to bust before you've had a chance to cum. A grin spreads across your face now that Steve's willing to play along.

You lift a hand up and fan your fingers slightly so he can get a good look. But Steve shakes his head.

"No. Show me on your tits."

You basically short circuit at the suggestion. Of course if Steve has seen those nails next to his cock, the only second best view would be them next to your breasts. Naturally. Why hadn't you thought about that yourself?

You bring your hands up to your breasts, making sure to lift them up and push them together, giving Steve a full show.

"Dear god..." Steve breathes. He immediately regrets urging you to do something so erotic when he's so close to blowing.

Things get even worse for him when you slowly spread your fingers and allow your nipples to peak out between them. Your pink nails look perfect against your skin.

"Oh fuck...shit." Suddenly frenzied, Steve grips your hip with one hand and reaches under your skirt with the other. His fingers find your clit and your eyes blow wide at the sensation.

"Oh...oh," you moan.

"That's it, baby. I can feel you squeezing me. You're close, huh?"

The combination of his voice, his words, the way his cock was hitting deep inside you, his finger on your clit, and your own hands on your breasts...it's all too much.

"I'm gonna cum, Stevie."

"Yeah."

"Then cum for me, baby. Do it." He's on the verge. He just needs you to get there first.

You cum with his name on your lips, practically convulsing as the pleasure racks your whole body. The way you squeeze him is enough to finish him off. You're not finished orgasming when you feel Steve get impossibly hard inside you and finally succumb to it all. The feeling extends your orgasm and you continue to grind against him until you're both sweating and gasping and gripping each other in a exhausted, satisfied heap.

You still can't fully see straight when Steve pulls your hand up to his mouth and kisses it.

"When are you gonna need a new set?" he asks. The laugh that comes out of you is so loud you surprise yourself.

"I literally just got this one!"

Steve gives you a crooked grin.

"I know. I'm just thinking ahead." 

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[ln4bub]

59+Oscar. I was thinking they just had (vanilla) sex and as they’re lying in bed she says this and he’s immediately like, aight bet.

(Also this was the anon who sent in the 7 minutes in heaven one, thought I’d un anon myself, lol)

I am dropping everything to write this request immediately, you are an oscar piastri smut genius. I altered the prompt ever so slightly to match the reader's vibe but enjoy <3

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Your relationship with Oscar was relatively new, the two of you still getting to know each other's bodies. Oscar had always been quite a shy person, never really expressing much beyond a smile and a nod in interviews. With you he was different, soft and loving, very affectionate; something that translated into the bedroom. Hands held, missionary, forehead kisses - always very gentle.

Don't get it wrong, Oscar was a gentleman, always making sure you finished first, but there was only so much you could take before wanting to switch it up. Your head is currently lead on Oscar's hard chest, his arms wrapped around you as he breathes deeply. "You okay baby? You've been quiet since we finished." He questions, stroking his thumb up and down your arm.

"'m just thinking." You mumble, tilting your head to look at him.

"What about?" He asks, slight concern etched onto his features. You sigh, sitting up, "Do you ever want to try something different?" You ask. His eyebrows furrow, lips jutting out in a pout, "Different?" He questions.

"Like, don't take it the wrong way, that sex was good, it was so good. But next time, could you maybe do it harder?" You murmur shyly, avoiding eye contact with the Australian.

"Harder?" He asks, curiosity taking over. He pulls you into him, now straddling his waist, his hands resting on your hips. "Is that what you want? You want me to fuck you harder?" He questions, voice dropping with lust, his lips skating over your pulse point. "Want me to hold you down and fuck you like a whore?" He whispers in your ear, capturing your earlobe between his teeth, making you whine.

Your legs squeeze around his hips, yours beginning to grind lightly as he lays kisses over your neck. His pillowy lips suck against your pulse point, tongue laving over the red mark he left behind. His bite is slightly harder than usual, causing your nails to dig in to the flesh of his shoulders. He moans against you at the sting, turning you around and bending you over.

“Still dripping from the last time we fucked and my girl is just aching for my cock isn’t she?” He teases, watching the way you clench around nothing. He slips two fingers inside you, curling them down to press against your g-spot. Your knees almost give out with the pleasure but he’s quick to remind you that this was what you wanted.

Oscar positions himself behind you before sliding his cock inside you, groaning at your tightness. You moan out at the feeling of being stuffed full, your head drooping. Oscar’s hand loops your hair into a ponytail around his fist, pulling your hair back before he slams himself in and out of you.

“My girl’s taking me so well ay, is this what you wanted? Wanted to be fucked so hard your pretty little ass turns red?” He asks, his free hand coming down to hit you. You scream out his name, your walls providing a vice-like grip.

“There we go, that’s it, such a good girl for me. If I’d known this was how you liked to be fucked I would’ve had you cock drunk like this much sooner. Would’ve had those beautiful eyes crying for my dick.” He groans, pulling your hair tighter as he fucks you harder, faster.

“Oh god Oscar, please don’t stop, ‘m gonna cum.” You whimper, your legs slowly sliding down the mattress until you’re practically led on your stomach.

“Wanna feel you cum, wanna feel how good I make my perfect girl feel. Come on baby.” Oscar begins guiding you to your orgasm, gentle kisses to your neck contrasting the brutal pace of his hips. He feels your walls tightening further, your back arching into him. The moan of his name you let out is enough to send him over the edge, his cum filling you up.

He slides his cock out of your pussy, spreading your legs to watch the way his cum leaks out. Two fingers find the apex of your thighs, swiping through the combination of your juices before running over your lips. You open your mouth, eagerly taking in his thick fingers and he smiles, eyes beaming.

A gentle kiss to the forehead and a whispered promise of a bath is all it takes for you to fall asleep happy, dreaming of the escapades you and Oscar can now enjoy.

[b1mbodoll]

gabi every time u post what ur thinking abt i am condemned with incurable brain rot :( ive alr sent u an ask abt puppy jake so im here to talk abt sungkitty ! who manhandles u to sit between his thighs so he can ‘clean u’ after a long day, hard in his shorts where he’s been practically edging himself grinding against your lower back, licking at your cheeks and neck and everywhere else. he tuts at you and growls against your neck when he realises what a mess you’ve made a mess of ur panties, pins you underneath him and spends what feels like forever licking at the sticky, milky-white mess you’ve left for him. sucks the sodden material of your panties and pockets them, claiming it’s been forever since you got him a new toy, the least you could do is let him keep these. palms at your boobs and asks what he has to do to have you leaking for him there too, mumbles against your clit that he’s gonna breed you til it sticks. sometimes he hates the way jake is always yipping at your heels, and takes it out on u :( hits your toothbrush when you’re brushing your teeth to watch you gag n tear up, glaring at him so cutely it makes him want to push you to your knees and give you something else to gag on. he always messes with the thermostat in your apartment, he’s a kitty, he doesn’t like the cold all that much, but it gives him an excuse to drape himself over you, knead your thighs and pinch your nipples because they’re poking through your shirt :( shoves jake out of your bed at night because he wants to be the one watching when your pretty tits slip out of your shirt, wants to bite at them when you stop stroking behind his ears, but also suck and lick at them when he’s drowsy and wants to be a little affectionate :(( tells it’s so gross that jake is always peeing on you or in you when you fool around to mark you up, scoffs and skulks around the apartment scoffing abt how a pretty, refined kitty like him would never do something so disgusting, but he will ! has you sucking his cock when you feel his grip tighten in your hair, and suddenly he’s tilting his head to the side, frowning that the first thing you tried to do was pull away when you feel his warmth trickling down your sore throat. you let jakey mark you with his piss, but you won’t let him do the same? he accuses you of playing favourites and makes you swallow every last drop, so hard that it’s painful watching the few droplets that escaped around the girth of his cock trickle down over your tits :( (ik my asks are alw soso long gabi so please don’t ever feel any pressure to answer them or write smth in response, i js wanted to share my thoughts + i hope ur resting well i miss seeing u on the tl :( from ur fairy anon !)

pairings: park sunghoon x f! reader

warnings: hybrids + kitty! hoon + puppy! jake mentioned + masturbation + lactation + oral + anal ment + omorashi

💌: my fairy… i dont even know what to reply to this. i fear i’ve gatekept this for long bcs its quite literally perfection.. i think m gna pass out.

mean kitty hoon is such a little pervert n ur so right he would steal your drenched panties :( takes his time dragging his rough tongue over your clothed cunt because he loves how wet n messy you get 😵‍💫 such a nasty lil thing he 100% uses them to jerk off later 😖 or better yet, uses them to tease puppy! jake :x

“hates the way jake is always yipping at your heels” oh… my god. poor jakey he’s just a little himbo :( feel like sunghoon would try to distract the poor mutt with your messy panties n it works 😓 yunie jerks his cock with your panties n completely misses out on fucking you bcs that’s what hoonie wanted :( whines n begs you to let him breed your overstimulated hole bcs your kitty was sooo mean to him!!

god him asking what he’s gotta do to get your tits leaking… im gonna pass out!!!!!! once he realizes knocking you up causes your tits to leak milk, he’s not stopping until you’re bred properly n his cum fills your womb 😵‍💫 hoonie’s so fucking desperate to taste your milk he doesn’t even care whose cum it is that sticks.. when his cock is spent n the poor thing’s shooting blanks he doesn’t stop… he lets jake be the one to fuck you but he talks the puppy through the whole thing. hisses when jake cums too early n pulls harshly on his fluffy ears to get his attention.

when they’re finished, an obscene amount of cum is steadily dripping from your cunt n it makes hoon’s ears lay flat against his head as he glares at your leaking hole. purchases a plug immediately n every time after they’re done with you, he never forgets to slip it inside, not wanting any more to go to waste before you’re knocked up.

im so weak for omo, you’re soooo twisted for this part… gosh just prim n proper kitty hoon that’s disgusted by jake pissing on or inside his owner :( joins you in the shower n helps clean you off because he absolutely Hates that your filthy mutt is able to get away with such depraved asks.. always sneers at him n complains to you that you’re too nice to him n that you jeed to put your foot down every once in a while.

you listen, n ask jake not to do it for at least a little while bcs your kitty doesnt like it 🥺 jake’s whiney but ultimately agrees n sunghoon’s behavior changes. rather than wrinkle his nose n tell you that you smell too much like jake, he becomes more possessive because you smell like you again. curls his tail around you as you deepthroat his cock n when he cums in your mouth you swallow all of it, peering up at him through wet lashes as you noisily suck his tip.

the sight’s too fucking much for hoonie, you look so pretty on your knees for him n he’s dying to ruin you. uses his thumbs to wipe your tears before placing his big hands on the back of your head and forcing you to take him all the way inside your mouth, the tip hitting the back of your throat n making you squirm n struggle to pull off. warmth floods your mouth n you choke it down, some of his piss dribbling down your chin and tits, making you moan around his cock. hoon’s soooo upset that you even struggled in the first place and pouts his way into fucking your ass full of cum next, somewhere you havent even let jake use yet <3

[marthawrites]

Sand and Sky

Daemon Targaryen x POC fem reader

Word Count: 1.8k+

About: Upon arriving to King's Landing with your cousin, Criston Cole, you meet Daemon Targaryen. Little time passes before desire of the flesh overtake both of you.

Includes: SMUT. This is just porn. Featuring overstimulation, pussy eating, vaginal fingering, pussy slapping, mild humiliation, unprotected vaginal sex, (somewhat) public sex, clothed sex, mild choking, spanking

Note: Hello lovely reader! Story is based on THIS request and HERE is the prompt list used. If the anon who sent the request is here, I apologize for making you wait so long! I hope this story makes up for it. I'm putting the whole fic beneath a read more. Reader is dornish from an unspecified House. As always, please enjoy!

“I could eat you out for days,” Daemon groaned into your soaken, swollen folds; the Targaryen Prince completely nonchalant in regard to the lewd slurps he licked and sucked all along you.

A wet spot stained the chair's cushion you sat upon. Something between a hiss, moan, and whine jumped from your throat as Daemon gave your overstimulated cunt little break from back-to-back orgasms. Your spine arched, thighs flexed, and the toes of one foot pressed onto the ground while your other leg slung over one of his wide shoulders. Today, it was he who knelt before you. Your fingers slid through his long silver hair. You didn’t know if you wanted to pull him deeper into you or push him away. “Please, my prince…!” You panted. Sweat sheened atop your olive skin like tiny jewels. The fine hairs along your neck clung to it in small curls. How many times had he pushed you to peak? You’d lost count at three – once with fingers and twice with mouth – and that was some time ago, now.

“I’m on my knees eating your cunt and you dare push me away?” He asked, violet eyes ablaze with lust and mocking anger as he stared up past your heaving breasts to your face. “Mannerless girl,” he said as he smacked your sensitive folds. “Many a whore dream of this and you have the thought to push me away?” A laugh echoed his question before he dove back in, unrelenting. This time, his fingers joined, too. Handsome lips wrapped around your hard little pearl while two fingers pushed up into your empty cunny. 

You squealed, and in the same moment your legs trembled to tautness. “Gods!” His name tumbled from your mouth in broken stutters. You squeezed into his hair, hard, thighs pressing firmly around his head as your hips, as if beyond your control, ground against his face and fingers through an intense, almost aggressive, orgasm. “Too much! Too much, Daemon. Please, my prince, let me rest,” you begged. The wet spot beneath your ass had doubled in size.

He looked up at you again with that same desire and violence alike. “So pretty begging,” he cooed, mouth and chin smeared with your slick. “Ask nicely and I might let you suck my cock.” All the while he continued to pump his fingers in and out of you. He turned his wrist, flexing it, as he mercilessly bullied your hidden patch of nerves that had your eyes rolling closed. 

By now your legs were open and fully relaxed. And, too, your cunt. The sloppy wet sounds of his finger fucking sent humiliation burning your cheeks. Part of you hoped he wouldn’t notice while the other part hoped he would. 

Since your arrival to King’s Landing with your cousin, Criston Cole, hardly a day passed without Daemon taking use of you. The attraction between you and him was instant and fierce. You, a childless newly widowed dornish lady, and him, Daemon fucking Targaryen. Tales of the Rogue Prince traveled from The Wall to Sunspear and everywhere between. He didn’t need any introductions. When you sauntered and circled around him like a desert panther he followed you with calculated eyes. When you spoke to him in low, sultry tones, he leaned all the closer to hear each clip and dip of your accented words. Your dark eyes bewitched the dragon in him. Before night fell on the second day of your arrival, he was buried to his stones between your legs. Dorne was the only people to slay a dragon: your nails dug into his wide, muscled back, and you rent him in passion.

You’d been in King’s Landing for a fortnight, and now, with a face hot from humiliation, was another thing he could taunt you with during your next tryst. For there would be another. And another. And another. 

You cried out in bliss. White, and hot, and beautiful, your whole body tightened before relaxing with a swarm of gooseflesh. 

“I told you to stay quiet, didn’t I?” He asked, hissing voice dripping with amusement at your state of wanton debauchery. The room you were in was only a side room off one of the main corridors – oft used for overflow, recreation, or a quiet place to study. The idea of anyone coming in at any time brought forth another layer of excitement. But, in turn, you did have to stay at least a little quiet. A woman moaning and whimpering in passion would surely bring curious ears (and mayhaps eyes, too). The prince wasn’t in a mood to share. Before you could answer he chuckled coldly. His free arm lifted and he pushed two fingers past your painted lips. It muffled you to his satisfaction. He smirked. “You look so pretty with my fingers stuffed inside of you,” he said as he admired the sight of both sets of your lips wrapped around his digits.

Finally, just as tiny beads of sweat began dripping down your neck, Daemon gave you a break. He still had his fingers stuffed in you, but he didn’t move them. He simply kept them inside of you. Feeling you. Enjoying you. Letting you gather yourself while he watched with great amusement. Eventually you did and you returned his gaze with darkly glittering eyes.

Two could play his cruel game. 

“Is this where your favorite whores would be tired out, my prince?” You asked sweetly. “Perhaps you need a reminder of how we are made differently in Dorne,” you proclaimed. Your features brightened with a second wind as you moved a foot to the center of the prince’s partially clothed chest and kicked him back. With a feline grace you maneuvered to straddle his waist. Smiling atop him, it was your turn to take the reins. In all honesty you weren’t sure if he’d let you be so forceful with him, and the fact he did sent the desire in your blood roaring. You were both still partially clothed, but it mattered little. 

Daemon growled beneath you. Would he breathe fire next? You wondered.

“Don’t be gentle, riñītsos.” little girl In a hasty fumble of hands he opened the front of his breeches to free his cock. Its weight slapped against the inside of your thigh, hot and smooth and no doubt dripping with pre. You gasped. Satisfied. He was glorious.

“I wasn’t planning on it, sweet prince.” The saccharine melody of your voice was so unlike your normal cadence that it sent his cock twitching just as you began to sink down on it. He was big, and thick, and hot, and so, so, wonderful. You couldn’t help the moan which poured from your mouth. You savored the stretch of him. Your slick, fleshy walls yielded inch by inch until your cunt was full to its end. You both groaned at the sensation. Slowly, you started to grind back and forth on him, your body acclimating to his size. “You’ve the best cock in all the Kingdoms, my prince,” you said breathily. One of your hands pushed up the center of his abdomen, chest, collar, until you dared to wrap your hand around the strong pillar of his neck. You pressed your fingers just so.

Below you, Daemon’s eyes blackened like a sharks. Leaning up on an elbow, the hand of the other flew up to your neck where he held the slim thing inside his much bigger, much firmer, hand. “Have I been too soft on you that you think you can hold me by the throat?” He asked, driving his hips up into you – setting the pace for the fucking he intended to give you. “Answer me when I talk to you, riña.” girl

Not letting go of his neck, you bounced with his rhythm. Your breasts did, too, the dark nipples of each tightened to pebbles as you tried to keep pace with him. His stamina surpassed yours, and you were already running low from his ravished mouth and fingers. Still, you tried. “You look so good under me,” you praised. 

Whether he accepted or denied your praise, you couldn’t tell. The next thing you knew he laughed, low and sinister, and curled his body up so you were breast to breast. He pushed you over with ease. With you on all fours, the side of your face squished against the rugged stone floor, he rucked your silken hems up around your waist and instantly shoved his cock back into you. “You can come when I tell you to come, understood?” He asked with a firm slap to your upturned asscheek, sparing it no mercy as he fucked into you for his own pleasure. If he thought you were being too loud before – and if his brain was in his head rather than his cock – he’d have shoved something in your mouth to quiet you. Between your sounds of pleasure, and the obscenity of skin slapping on wet skin, anyone with warm blood in their veins would know what’s transpiring in this room.

You were back to babbling his name, yes’s, and please’s, over and over again, your body absolutely wrecked at the intensity of his fucking. You loved every single second of it. Numbness and weightlessness traveled out from your spine to the rest of your body. Before you knew it you were soaking him down to his balls. 

He slapped your asscheek again. Twice, this time. “I don’t remember saying you could come,” he growled by your ear, his breath hot against your neck. His pace never softened. “Let’s try that again. Go on, one more time. I know you can do it.”

You had no idea how you could give him another one. Your second wind gave out, and yet, still, he wanted more. Pushed you to more. “‘M sorry, Dae-mon,” you stuttered through the slapping of his pelvis against you. “Felt too-o good,” you whined.

“Gonna fill this pretty cunt up. Fuck you full with a royal bastard.” He gripped both sides of your hips and didn’t stop until his own breath came in labored pants.

By then you were so far gone; the pleasure immense and all consuming. You were somewhere deep in your head, somewhere light and floating, as the Rogue Prince fucked you dumb. Senseless. Happy. 

“Come with me, riñītsos. Come with me, now, Come with me,” he grunted through strained breath. Climax found you both at the same moment. He spent his seed as deep into your body as he could go, letting the final twitches of his peak release every bit of him into you. 

Exhaustion settled over your body like wet sand. You rolled onto your back, and Daemon did the same; sated minutes passed silently while you both regained yourselves.

“What of the plans I had for the rest of the day now? I can’t go out looking like this,” you said, laughing, as you gestured to your once neatly curled and braided hair – not to mention your smudged make up.

Daemon looked at you, smirking. “Do you have any commoner’s clothes?”

“Hm… I believe so. Why is that?”

“Put them on. I’ll lend you an old cloak. Let me show you my favorite gambling tavern in Flea Bottom.”

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[hoshieeyewrinkles]

Dark best friend's brother Jake who really wants to fuck reader but can't seem to get her alone. She's also scared of him because of his habits like smoking weed and partying all the time kinda reputation. Pls make it non con!!💕

Here you go anon 💓

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[ Bloodshot eyes ]

Tw: non-con, slight degradation, uses of drugs, ass eating, anal sex.

"Why are you running away from me, sweetheart?" He asked, trapping you between his thighs, one hand firmly gripping your hip and the other holding the cigarette in his mouth. You tried to wiggle out of the way, but he just smirked.

"S-Stop it! Jake, I am going to tell your sister about this." You tried to threaten him, causing him to snort. "Alright, sweetheart, you have scared me enough. You are free to leave." He said, spreading his thighs to release you. You dashed upstairs, looking back once to see him staring at your ass with those bloodshot eyes you feared so much.

Terror clawed at your insides whenever Jake sauntered into the room. "Scared" was a laughable understatement; you were petrified, paralyzed by a primal fear that danced in his eyes and lurked in the sneer twisting his lips. His habits were disgusting, his friends, and his violent outbursts sent shivers down your spine. What made it worse was how everyone seemed to fall under his spell, mesmerized by his list filled eyes. Did looks truly hold such power?.

It was like a cruel joke. You'd befriended his sister, drawn to her genuine sweetness and kindred spirit. She, like you, was innocent, sweet and timid. You'd naively expected a similar light in Jake, instead, you were shocked to find him doing everything which you loathed. It didn't matter what he did as long as he didn't bother you but that's the only thing he does these days, cornering you with every chance he could get.

The mere sight of Jake sent shivers down your spine, His lustful stares felt like physical gropes, each passing touch a violation disguised as casual contact. His house, once a haven shared with your best friend, became a hell you had to run. The air thick with the smell of weed and the annoying laughter of his friends, their jeering hollers as you passed by made you want to crawl and hide.

But you were trapped. Confiding in your best friend, Jake's sister, was unthinkable. How could you shatter her image of her perfect, protective brother? Her belief that his bad habits are just a way of rebellion towards their neglecting and absent parents.

The night came quickly, and you found yourself moving around, trying to find a comfortable position next to your best friend, who was fast asleep. You sighed and got out of bed; perhaps a glass of water would help, and since it was only 12 am., her brother would not be back yet.

You tiptoed your way down the kitchen, refilling your glass with water. You jumped when you felt a hand on your ass. "Its me, darling." There was his honey voice which always spoke nasty words to you. Commenting on how big your tits look and you pretty you would look with his cock in your mouth.

"Please Leave!" You turned around, attempting to remove his hand, but his hand remained groping your ass, groaning in satisfaction. "You don't understand how long I have waited for this..." He whispered before pulling you in for a rough kiss. You could taste the alcohol in your mouth as his tongue desperately licked every corner of it. He only pulled away to catch his breath.

"I'm gonna fucking ruin you!" His hands ripped open your shirt as you thrashed around, trying to scream his sister's name, but he cut you off with a slap on your tits. "You think she will help you, baby? She will blame you for seducing me," he laughed, palming your tits over your bra before pulling it down.

You could only swallow your moans as he sucked your nipples and twirled them around with his tongue, staring at you with bloodshot eyes. The ones which are always drowned in lust and intoxicated. You did not have the guts to stop him when his hands slid down your shorts, cupping your pussy and playing with your clit while your body continued to produce slick. "Might as well admit that you like it, darling," he chuckled, pulling away to admire the marks he had left all over your chest. He bounced them in his hand, grinning as you cried harder.

He treated you like a ragdoll, pulling your shorts down and bending you down on the counter while sucking hickies over your ass. "Mmnh...I needed to eat this ass, the one you liked to flaunt like a real slut." His tongue left a long stripe between your ass crack. You felt disgusted and violated, not only by him, but also by yourself, as you struggled to control your moans.

You did not stop him when he desperately ate your ass, moving his head around and moaning loudly, not caring if his sister was awake, because, in the end, you seduced him, and God knows how many times he jerked off to your thoughts. The fear in your eyes, the way you went pale every time you saw him turned him on so badly and so he will use you as he wishes.

He did not stop groaning as he relentlessly pounded into your ass, his hips moving at an uncontrollable pace. "Y-yeah baby, this is just fun. Come on just admit you like it." He taunted you, pulling on your hair as you let out moans and shook your head between your messed-up state. You did not like it. You despised it, even if your body acted otherwise. You still despised it when you came around his cock for the fourth time. You hated yourself when he laughed each time.

"You are mine now doll, I own you now. I'm gonna pass you around to my friends, fuck you till we are satisfied. Gonna give you a valid reason to hate me now, yeah? "

[ravennaortiz]

August 4th features Kozik with the prompt "Soooo, what do you want for your birthday?" requested by a lovely Anon. As always my stories are 18+.

You didn’t give him a moment to take in what was happening. Not a second for him to tell you no before you were letting your dress hit the floor and straddling him. Smiling down at him you lightly kissed him before making your tongue into his parted lips.

Koziks mind was rebooting but his body was on autopilot. He was trying to figure out how he had his best friend’s naked daughter grinding on him. All he had asked was what you wanted for your birthday. It was an innocent question he thought, but your answer was not. To ride your cock, that is what you had said.

His hands were freezing when they pressed into your skin, squeezing your bare sides gently. You didn’t mean to moan as loud as you did, Kozik’s mouth not being enough to silence it completely.

Your eyes shot open wide when the sound filled the room. Kozik pulled back from you, his hand coming up to cover your mouth. The action made your body flood with heat, his hand pressing into your skin firmly.

“You gotta be quiet, sweetheart.” Kozik whispered, his eyes dark. “We can’t wake up your dad, you understand me?” His hand was still covering your mouth, not even your breathing could be heard. Wait,no Kozik thought trying to fight through the fog of lust. He should be telling you no, moving you off him. Your hand that had snaked into his sweats though felt too good. You smelled too good.

You nod your again, hand still pumping his hard cock. Happy with your response Kozik kissed your lower jaw and neck as he moved his hands up your silky thighs.

You bit your lip, attempting to keep yourself quiet as he nipped and sucked at your skin. The feeling sent tingles down your body, making your slick drip onto his lap. You felt his hands trailing down your body, fingers crawling to where you wanted him most.

 “This is so wrong.” He murmured to you, his breath was hot against your ear. As he runs one finger down your slick heat. Closing his eyes as he imagines his cock slipping through your folds. Having your soft walls suck him in.

“It’s so wrong, Kozik.” You whispered. “But it’s going to feel so good. I need you to fuck me”. You had wanted your dads best friend ever since you turned sixteen. The handsome blonde haired biker had never paid you any mind though. Not even when you turned eighteen a year ago.

 “Does that turn you on? Knowing how wrong this is?” whispered Kozik as he felt you clench around the two fingers he was casually pumping in and out of you.

You whimpered softly, his thumb rubbing a soft circle over your clit. You tried to find words, your mind running blank as pleasure built in you.

 “Kozik..” You whine softly, your hips grinding down into his touch.

“I know, baby.” He rasps, rubbing your clit and pumping in and out of you  with three fingers now. His fingers stretch you out deliciously. You gasp when he curls the them deep inside you.

“I’m here, I’ve got you.” He shushes you, kissing below your ear. You grip his arms tightening as you ride his fingers. “So close” you whisper as you rock your hips more. His fingers work into you without trouble, your wetness giving him everything he needs to make you feel good. When you look at him you see the lines on his forehead, his eyes staring at you. He’s watching you, watching you fall apart on his fingers.

It’s when his fingers hook onto a spongy spot inside you that you’re having trouble keeping quiet. “Oh god, Kozik.” You cry out, leaning forward resting your head on his shoulder.

“Shh.” Kozik cooes bringing his other hand back to your mouth.“I’m right here, baby. Gonna take care of you.”

He forces his thumb between your lips, quieting you in seconds. You suck on the skin, rolling your tongue around it. Kozik’s mouth falls open at the sight of you.

You looked beautiful like this. Sucking on his thumb and riding his other fingers, small whimpers leaving your mouth every few moments. Kozik’s other thumb making contact with your clit is what pushed you to the edge. You have to try hard to choke back the moan that threatens to spill out, holding it in the back of your throat. Your orgasm explodes through you, leaving your whole body feeling spent. Your walls tighten around Kozik’s fingers, letting him know for sure you just came.

“Fuck, sweetheart.” He kissed your forehead gently, removing his thumb from your mouth. “You’re so pretty, you know that? Even prettier when you cum.”

You nod your head weakly barely able to form a coherent thought. Mind foggy with lust and post cum bliss.

He pulls his fingers out of you, making you whine quietly. He brings them to his lips, sucking your juices off them. “And you taste like heaven.” He hums. Kozik knows that the two of you are pushing it. The two of you are in the middle of the living room. Your dads bedroom door can be seen clearly and it’s cracked slightly.

He knows he should feel guilty but right now all he can think about is his cock splitting you open. Watching your perfect tits bounce as you ride him. Filling you to the brim, watching it drip out of you then fucking it back in. He knows he should feel ashamed of himself. He should feel like a piece of shit for being here on the couch with you naked on his lap.

“Please” You beg pathetically as you free his cock from his sweats. “Please fuck me, Kozik.” You reach to hold his face, your eyes are doe like and begging him even more than your voice is.

He doesn’t say a word. Just simply slides his hands and cups your ass before lifting you up effortlessly and bringing you back down onto his cock. His mouth captures yours catching the moan as he stretches you more than you have even been stretched. Your body spasms around him wildly as you struggle to accommodate the size of him. Tears start to trickle down your cheeks.

His cock was huge, much bigger than anything else you’ve taken before. Your walls stretched around him, a subtle sting pulsating through them the further he pushed into you.

“You can do it, baby.” He coos into your ear. He kisses your nose again, moving to trail a few down on your cheek. “You’re so sweet…so good, huh?” He teases, hoping to take your mind off the pain. “You can handle it. You can take it, I know you can.”

Once you nod. Koziks mouth finds one of your nipples as he guides your hips as you start to bounce up and down slowly on his cock. Rocking his hips up to meet you as you go. The room is filled with pants, slapping of skin and the sounds of your pussy wrapping around him.

“You feel so fuckin’ good.” He grunts into the space between your faces. “S’fuckin’ tight, baby.Pretty pussy’s death gripping me.”

“Feel so good” You moan, biting down onto your lip. Loud enough that Kozik slaps his hand over your mouth again, holding it there firmly.  “You like that?” He asks you, hand still planted over your mouth so you can’t speak. “Look how full you are, sweetheart.” Your pussy fluttered around him, his words making you see stars as you cum hard.“Kozik, Kozik.” You moan as your orgasm rips through you. He kisses your temple gently, shushing you as he continues to fuck up into you.

He’s already cumming before he can process it. His cum spurting into you, leaving a warm feeling deep inside you. He bites down hard onto your shoulder and digs his fingers into your soft flesh holding you in place as he pumps his release deep inside you.

You both stay like that as you both catch your breaths. Kozik’s cock still inside you as you come down from your highs. Your body feels heavy with sleep and you smile when you hear Kozik whisper in your ear.

“Soooo, what did you want for your birthday?”

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Also I left the who is the readers dad open for interpret....would love to see who you all think it is/should be!

[jymwahuwu]

Unable to get the idea of crossdressing!reader in the military off my mind😣

Instead of the men just taking you at separate times, what if they make a deal? 👀 A deal so that precious darling no longer had to go on the battlefield but only needs to stay at maybe a secluded hut(?) Or a special tent only certain members (and enemies but 🤫)

Since pregnancies will be a bit easier since doctor Luocha is here, it's easier to know who's the father after the baby is born too! Nobody can resist the glow you have as a pregnant mama so the more, the merrier, that's what they said🤭

-💦anon (going feral over Dan Feng's voice in the new animated short, he's so HOT)

I...have not tagged it for now. This topic is a bit darker than what I usually write about... ppl who want to read can read here🙏🙏🙏

CW: yandere, non-con, sexist, forced pregnancy, war (mentioned but not described), (implied) gangbang

💦 anon I love you and your brain cells 💓😚 (I’m also screaming for that precious Dan Feng clip. This dragon is so hot 🥺)

Let me think about this… crossdressing darling…

You join the Cloud Knights to contribute and protect Xianzhou, but there are restrictions on joining the army. Perhaps during a battle with the Denizens of Abundance, some Xianzhou ships received Shuhu's gift (curse) of fertility, causing the Cloud Knights to temporarily make such discriminatory arrangements. So you put on Xianzhou's usual male clothes and bribed the soldiers to join the army.

You did well, within your capabilities, with your weapon, whether it was a bow or a knife. Your performance is better than that of ordinary soldiers. Maybe you got a little carried away and forgot to try your best to hide your identity, and even sent him some comments. Jing Yuan looked at you.

The general summoned you to the tent that night. You stood in the tent uneasily. The lamp reflects your shadow, and the dark shadow falls long on the ground. He wants to know why you were so bold as to break the rules and who helped you. You pretend to be calm and ask him why he has such a ridiculous idea. However, at the general's words, tears flashed in your eyes.

He tells you to take off your clothes. To check.

“Please,” you sob. "Please don't do this."

The general slowly unbuttoned your clothes and caressed your private parts. You ended up sucking his cock that night and your mouth was sore.

Ah plus, Yingxing! He used to laugh and drink with you and hold your shoulders. He has a crush on you and built you a unique weapon to give to you, but he learned this news from the general. He hates betrayal - did you know that doing so might cause Abundance's curse to actually take effect? He headed to the tent. His cock in his crotch was so hard as he watched you being pinned to the ground and being bred.

And Dan Feng. You dealt well with his frustration of being out fighting all day. You were trembling and submissive as you poured him wine. He thought it was good. His two dragon cocks slowly stretch you. Witnessing the hot seed leaking out from between your thighs, it occurred to him that you might actually be pregnant under Abundance's curse.

Your weapons have been destroyed and your identity hidden. Luocha helps check and retest whether you are pregnant. He gently reassures you not to be afraid. You are preparing for pregnancy, eating nutritious foods, and shaking slightly in fear of pregnancy. Eventually, your belly will swell up with your baby💕💕💕

[love-strike]

hi could you maybe write a lil something about sucking off seungkwan

ive been having the worst sk brainrot forever and i just imagine him going from subby to a little more dominant as he nears his release 😫😫😫😫 oh to be used by seungkwan i want him so soo bad

pairing: boo seungkwan x afab reader rating: 18+ (explicit) warnings: oral sex (m receiving), dirty talk, some pet names a/n: obsessed with this request, anon. its been haunting me since the day u sent it. thank you as always because i love a good excuse to write about sucking seungkwans dick!

“You’re always so adorable when I give you head.”

You always love to have the upper hand when you’re stuck on your knees, in between your boyfriends open legs. The sound he makes when you nip at his thigh, the way he shakes when you take him deep in your throat — all your guilty pleasure. Seungkwan is looking down at you with lidded eyes, his mouth parted as he takes deep breaths.

He doesn’t reply to your teasing, choosing instead to run his hand through your hair and watch you. You grin and stick your tongue out, running it all the way from his balls to the tip of his dripping length. You wrap your lips around his tip and roll your tongue over it. In response, you can feel Seungkwan’s fingers twitch against your scalp before he lightly grabs onto your hair and whimpers loudly. Your eyes flutter closed as you take his cock deep into your mouth and suck lightly.

“Shit, baby,” he whines as you continue to work your mouth up and down.

“Mmmm,” you hum around his cock before pulling your mouth off and stroking him with one hand. “Bet you wanna cum so badly, Seungkwannie.”

He narrows his eyes at you in response to your words. You smile up at him with an innocent expression until suddenly — he pulls your head back by your hair.

“What I want to do is fuck your mouth.”

Oh.

Your eyes widen and you can feel your insides churn at the sudden change of his attitude. He glances downward at the way your legs squeeze together.

“You like the sound of that?” he asks with a tilt of his head, the corners of his mouth lifting.

You can only bring yourself to nod breathlessly. You do want him to do that. You want him to dominate you.

He keeps eye contact with you as both of his hands drift down to take your face in them. Your mouth opens almost on instinct, waiting for him to continue.

“Take it like a good girl,” Seungkwan whispers as he places the tip of his cock on your tongue. “My good girl.”

You feel a shiver run down your spine as you take his throbbing cock completely into your mouth. He begins to slowly move his hips back and forth, his length sliding against your tongue. You open your jaw as much as you can and you can feel your spit spill out of your mouth.

“So cute,” he says with a deep groan as his hips speed up. “You love my cock that much? Enough to drool over it?”

A loud whine reverberates in your throat and his hips stutter, causing you to gag a bit. He lets out a mean, breathy laugh and you feel his fingers dig into the skin on your jaw.

As Seungkwan continues thrusting in and out of your wet mouth, you feel like you’re in a daze as you let him practically use you for his own pleasure — but you love the feeling.

“Gonna cum down your throat, baby,” he moans out as his cock twitches against your tongue. “You want it all?”

You look up at him with innocent eyes, nodding as much as you can given the position that you’re in. He holds your jaw open with one hand, and runs his fingers through your hair with the other. You continue moving your tongue along his length as he fucks your mouth, eager to cum.

“Oh fuck,” Seungkwan grunts out and you feel his hot cum shoot down your throat. “So fucking good…”

He draws out his orgasm with a few more weak thrusts into your mouth, letting the last of his release empty onto your tongue. You pull back and give his cock one last lick before he suddenly pulls you up by your arms, kissing you deeply.

You sigh and relax into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and leaning your tired body into his.

“You’re tired?” Seungkwan says against your cheek with a smile and you nod.

“Hopefully not too tired,” he continues and kisses you on the forehead. “Now it’s my turn to take care of you.”

[wrathofrats]

Hiii you're the first person I've ever sent an ask so sorry if it's weird, but I have a request (if it's okay of course)

Could you do some swissdew? I don't see much writing of it and it makes me a bit sad

It's okay if not! Just wanted to know :)

-🌟

Omg??? No you’re not weird at all I love getting requests, in fact I’m naming you ur star anon now I hope you’re excited

Honestly it’s a bit funny that you say you don’t see any Swissdew because they used to be extremely popular! (Honestly tbh I haven’t seen them a lot recently?? Idk!!) They were my first fav ship when I joined the fandom lmao

Before I start rambling here’s some other Swissdew pieces I’ve done if you’re looking for more

(Swiss dew angst series)(breath play and being weird about paint)(dom drop after care)(forcefem)

This is weird and strange as I usually am, you didnt specify on nsfwness but most people come here for porn, if however that’s not what you wanted feel free to send me another ask!!

Uhhh basically short and sweet Swissdew and by sweet I mean finger sucking and stupidification

“Swiss, fucking move already please”

Dew felt like he had been laying there for hours with Swiss looming over top of him. The false sense of security brought on by his sweet words and gentle touch has long since faded into something dew could only really describe as torture.

“See? Now you’re learning to ask nicely, it’s getting hard to keep fighting huh?” Swiss coos

“No, it fucking hurts asshat”

“Must not hurt bad enough since you’re still being a brat”

Dews cock sat hard and sensitive against his stomach. Pre had dribbled along his torso, leaving a sticky mess that only added to his discomfort. His brain no longer felt fuzzy, as it did when Swiss finally got his cock in him after what seemed like endless prep that was mostly just Swiss playing with dew as he pleased. It felt sharp, electric and on edge, every slight jostle making him gasp in false anticipation.

“I’ve been good, I haven’t moved at all” dew pleads.

“You also haven’t shut up, probably should’ve just gagged you before we started”

Swiss moves his hands along dews body, a teasing nail tracing along his skin up to his neck. “Think you probably want to be gagged though, right? Too desperate for your own good?”

“No, I want you to fuck me already” dew whines and squirms from the uncomfortable position on the bed.

“Oh I don’t think you know what you want, don’t think you’re smart enough to make your own decisions like this since you keep talking” Swiss rubs his hand along the column of dews throat, thumbing at his chin to pry it open.

Dew attempts to mumble something incoherent around his mouth being forced open, eyes staring up at Swiss in confusion. He doesn’t make an effort to close it, waiting for his next move as saliva pools in his mouth.

“That right baby? Just get too stupid to make good choices when you’ve got a cock in you” Swiss’s tone alone has dews cheeks heating up, cock twitching on his abdomen. Two fingers slide past his lips smearing the saliva over them and down his chin.

“See, you’re already calming down, just had to get a couple fingers in your mouth didn’t I? Drool that pesky little brain out”

Dew whimpers in response as Swiss pets over his tongue, sliding the two digits in and out past his lips. He feel docile, the fuzzy feeling in his brain creeping back in around the edges

“There’s my good boy” Swiss smiles

[reallyromealone]

Hehehe 😈

I’ve come with an illumi request ✨

So it’s Illumi and readers honeymoon yes?

Instead of going out and doing stuff normal couples do (since it’ll always involve someone gettin dismembered my illumi cause they’ll stare at reader too long- jealous much?)

And so usually illumi and reader would like stay home and do whatever till illumi starts kissin on readers neck and gettin all touchy with reader which basically leads them to doing it

But during the deed Illumi decides to like praise reader which turns reader on more so illumi is surprised and continues praising him

The person already sent an ask wanting to remain anon so dw

ILLUMI X MALE READER NSFW

Warnings

Nsfw, gay, make reader, smut, Illumi bottoms, Dom Illumi, praise kink, rough sex

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(name) was giddy as his husband told him their honeymoon plans, apparently owning a private country home by a lake, the assassin doing the absolute most to not be around people.

(Name) was thankful he thought to do that... He didn't need another incident.

But he did decide to marry an insanely possessive man knowing what he's like and does.

"It's beautiful..!" (Name) was in awe as Illumi led him inside, hand on the small of his back "the whole house... Free of any prying eyes..." Illumi said into his husband's ear and (name) bit his lip in excitement at the concept of having his husband all to himself.

Though jealousy sex was always fun, sitting in Illumis lap infront of a roaring fire as they kissed slow and soft was far better.

Illumi took control, tongue exploring it's established territory as (name) gently cupped his cheeks and neck, gasping as Illumi moved to bite and suck at his neck "you're such a good boy..." He said gently groping at his lovers neck, not missing how (name) bucked his hips slightly at the praise, crotches rubbing against one another and Illumi gripped his hips "oh? Do you like the praise my good boy?" Illumis voice went lower and (name) was pushed down onto the couch with a moan escaping (name)s lips.

Thankfully the two were shirtless as Illumi kissed and bit along the others flesh while mumbling praises, hand moving to grip the others covered cock, covered by loose sweatpants before slipping in and pulling it out to play with.

Illumi let his wrist go limp as he stroked up and down the others cock, sucking on the poor man's chest as his hair fell to the side, (name)s head lulled as he let out moans "luumi..." He breathed out, feeling his husband's warm tongue lick down and circle his navel before moving down "such a cute cock..." Illumi mumbled as they locked eyes, the black haired man immediately taking it in and deepthroating the hard appendage to poor (name)s torment.

Illumi was a monster with his mouth as he sucked the soul out of (name), holding his hips down as he ate his meal with vigor and enjoying the cried and almost screams as his husband got closer to his orgasm.

(Name) let out a cry as he came into Illumis mouth, body shaking "you did so well... Are you ready for more?"

(Name) nodded and Illumi mentally smirked, did he plan to fuck him today? Yes.

That's why he prepped before he lit the fire.

Illumi sat in the others lap, (name) didn't realize the other took off his pants as he gripped Illumis strong pale thighs and looked at him almost painful "now be my good obedient husband and let me ride your cock, yes?"

(Name) nodded and watched Illumi guide his cock to his ass, rubbing his cheeks around the appendage as his hair fell infront of his face as he sunk down, eyebrows furrowing as he fully seated on (name)s cock "don't move, you can do that for me can't you sweetheart?" Illumi asked his husband who nodded frantically as he watched the assassin lift himself and fall back down, slowly riding his cock as nails scraped against the others chest "such a good cock..."

(Name) whined as he tried to not move, the black haired man moving faster as he slowly went insane on (name)s cock, tongue falling out and (name) could barely handle it as he flipped them and fucked Illumi senseless "(n-name)!" Illumi said as he pulled him close, knowing the poor man couldn't last that long as they both reached their orgasms.

"Fuck..."

"Wanna go again on the table?" (Name) asked softly and Illumi groped his ass "grab the lube my sweet husband"

[lipglossanon]

- I M A G I N E -

Stepbro!Leon taking you to the gym with him, wearing that god forsaken sweatpants

A bunch of women crowded over him as if he was some limited edition Channel bag

He isn't even paying attention to you anymore, so you decided to flip the tables on him

A cute, well built guy approached you and offered to be a spotter, of course you agreed

You can see his eyes sharpen as he sees the guy gently caressing your arms as you lift weights, you smirked

Let's just say you weren't able to walk the day after

And gym was definitely not the cause of it.

Heya! This can be connected to that one ask I sent about stepbro!Leon teasing you while you limp down the stairs

Any thoughts? :)

-🍡

Hi 🍡 anon! 👋

Ahhh 🙈 gym shower sex!!! 🤤 🤤

Leon gets a little cocky from all the attention he’s getting; he thinks it funny to get you fired up since he’s not interested in anyone else even as a passing glance.

But when he looks for you and sees you chatting it up with some other guy who might be considered cute 🙄 he’s breaking away from the crowd of girls to head straight for you. He easily gets rid of the guy who’s definitely not trying to start anything

You of course are pissed at him; so it’s okay if he gets hit on but not for you? That’s such a double standard, Leon! You’re being chauvinistic right now so gtfo 😤

You leave him by the weights and use the treadmill or the stair master, anything that doesn’t need a spotter or a second person hovering nearby. Later (don’t ask for logistics, this is just smut lmao), he follows you into the showers and luckily no one is around so he fucks you against the tiled wall.

The shower drowns out most of the noise but he puts his hand over your mouth just in case 🥴 really fucks you nice and deep, whispering absolute filth in your ear that has your eyes rolling back and pussy squeezing his cock.

“Thought you were mad at me? Just needed big brother to show this little pussy who owns her, huh? Yeah that’s right, you just needed my fat cock to show your cute pussy what she needs.”

“So tight around me, princess, what if someone walks in? Gotta keep quiet for me. Oh I know, you’re feeling so good, this messy cunt’s just sucking me in.”

[wehangout]

Hello can I ask for gallavich + 27 for the kiss prompt? Thankyy ;)

Send me a number and I’ll write a gallavich kiss 👄

27. - - as a suggestion (this was sent in by two separate anons, but I'm only writing one, lmao) (also, it got dirty).

"This is not how tonight was supposed to go," Ian whispers, and you smirk.

"Oh? You had big plans for tonight, huh?"

"Real big plans." He tries for cocky but doesn't get close.

He's sitting on one of the new dining chairs you finally got for your apartment, blindfolded, restrained, and naked as fuck. His cock stands at attention, a tiny drip of precome clinging to the tip, and you fight to keep yourself in check, to keep from dropping to your knees for a taste.

Instead, you watch him and holy fuck is he gorgeous. His pale skin glows in the light of the setting sun, his red hair shining bright. He's all long limbs and flesh you want to sink your teeth into. It's a strong jawline, stiff nipples, and a hard cock, all of which you want to suck on.

You swallow and take a small step back.

"Well, your real big plans became null and void when you ditched me tonight. Really, Gallagher? You had such big plans that you leave me to fend for myself while you go out for dinner with your brother?"

He shifts in his seat, dick still straining, which is interesting given you haven't touched him since fastening the blindfold behind his head.

And, to be fair, you don't give a shit that he had dinner with Lip. You care that he's been bitching for the last three days about fucked up schedules that have you both exhausted at the end of the day, about not having enough alone time with you, that you haven't fucked properly in forever, Mick.

So now that you're not exhausted and that you're alone, you're gonna fuck and you're gonna fuck properly. Bitching about him going out with Lip is just a good fucking excuse to get him tied up.

You think he might know that, too.

"Mickey," he whines.

"Hmm?"

"C'mon."

You suck your bottom lip into your mouth and release it with a pop. "What do you need, Ian?"

"Fuck, I - touch me. No, your mouth. Fuck, no wanna be in you - fuck, Mick, want it all, want everything."

"Everything, huh?"

"Yes, fuck ..."

And then he's talking non-stop, only half coherent, a litany of Micky and fuck and please, and it's such a fucking turn-on that he's already begging.

So you give in. For him, for you, you don't fucking know or care.

Still fully dressed, you sit in his lap, heavy enough that he can't thrust up into you, can't get any friction on his dick, a thrill runs through you when his words break off into a rough moan.

"Enough," you say, voice soft, hands on his face. "I'll give you what you want. I'll give you everything you want."

"Yeah?" His breath comes out in little erotic pants and it just so fucking hot.

"'Course, baby." You kiss him, lick into his mouth and pull back with a smirk he can't see. "Now, how about you quit ya whining and let me look after you?"

And then you give in and drop to your fucking knees.

[cybersp4c3]

Okay since you asked babe

Lil red riding hood!scara walking down the forest to meet his co-workers but gets caught by a werewolf in heat.

Poor scara gets dragged away in the dense jungle were-handled by the big Werewolf! And the werewolf isn't sweet to him as well, he's just looking for a cockslaeve.

At times the big Werewolf scares scara so much he could piss himself. Soon enough they both reach a cave, all dark and dim.

The werewolf rips scara's clothes apart and bares his fangs plunging them straight to his collarbone marking his territory- his object.

Even when scara is so scared, his body betrays him by getting his panty wet! He swears he wasn't enjoying this one bit!

Poor scara almost screams his lungs out when the werewolf forces his way into his tight little pussy and relishes the warm tight hole sucking him right in.

Lil red riding! Scara struggles to breathe as he notices the cock inside his hole was expanding?! This monster was about to knot him!

Scara almost faints at the thought thinking he wouldn't be able to handle anything larger in his pussy than this. The werewolf clutches scara's tiny waist and starts to empty his warm cum into the pathetic cockslaeve.

Helpless and strengthless to fight against the devil himself, scara let's himself get used and get pumped full of cum even if that meant getting filled to the brim with hot cum.

Scara feels his stomach bloat and stretch to keep all the cum inside him plugged by the werewolf's cock.

Soon after what felt like forever, the werewolf seems to be done with scara for the night and leaves our lil scara alone in the cold night.

Scara lays there until god knows when having no power to get up and continue his journey back home as his loose hole was unable to contain all the milky white cum inside him.

On the other hand, his co-workers, sent out a team to find out where scara had gone missing only to find him passed out all naked...(what they do with him is all up to you, my hands are tired frm writing 😭)

-🍌 anon

The team can’t resist dear scara either!!! They all fuck him stupid

[thecircularsystem]

Just... for once, I would like to go one year without someone spreading bullshit about me and my friends.

TW for harassment, sexual content, sui, paranoia, etc.

Okay. So.

I want to preface this with something.

I do not want any messages about this. I do not want to see a single message sent to Dude. I do not want to see a single message sent to Blue-Bubonic. I ESPECIALLY do not want a single message sent to Sophie, or Hal, or fucking Nox, or anyone, just keep this shit out of your mouths.

I am so, so tired of being caught in perpetual, triggering trauma. I am so, so tired of being accused of shit I never did, of things I never said, of things I don’t think or feel.

I made this post up because I’m delusional and paranoid. I hear that SAS spread rumors and my memory is different from that.

Am I lying? Am I wrong? Was I gaslit? Did I dream it? What if Blue is right? What if I’m a horrible person? What if I should die-

I’m so tired of it. So I have to go through, and dig back in, just like always, until my nails bleed from how hard I’m clinging to syscourse. And I’m trying to stop. Genuinely, firmly, I do not want to talk about this shit 24/7. I like aspects of it, but I’m tired.

Blue is not going to let it rest. More power to them — it’s obvious they need to get this out so that they can work on recovery. Good for them. I’m proud of them, genuinely, and I hope that their 100+ something page document helps them. It never helped me.

In the meantime, I need to talk about my trauma too. I need to get MY side out. That’s only fair.

This post isn't for syscourse. It isn't for drama. It isn't for spreading. Please leave us all alone. Let us get it out and then be done.

(Note: post has been edited to preserve someone’s privacy.)

The Problemaddtic Era

A year and a half ago (May 2023), a user by the name of Problemaddtic made a post. They had made several, many of which I found to be bad or in poor taste. This one took the cake though. That blog has since been terminated, by the internet is, of course, forever, as this drama unfortunately proves.

Here’s the post again. This time, with Dude of SAS fame’s rebuttal.

Problemaddtic posted this somewhat paranoia inducing post, which did trigger multiple people at that time. This post was posted to numerous tags, including endo safe tags. Many users spoke out about this, but primarily anti-endos. Many pro-endos didn’t bat an eye. I posted this.

Blue made the post unreblogable. Dude responded:

Upset about being called out, they started posting numerous things to the endo safe and pro-endo tags. The original post, if I remember correctly, was changed to feature an anatomical picture of a penis and balls, telling anti-endos to suck it. This meant anyone going to the post — or to public endo safe tags — would see it. I can’t find evidence of this, sadly; seems most syscoursers avoided reblogging that shit for obvious reasons. Here’s another example (with Dude’s response). Sophie warned people to block.

An anonymous pro-endo ask came to Dude about how Problemaddtic’s post was weaponizing their trauma. Dude once again offered his inbox as refuge and safety to vent. Here’s that post.

After this, problemaddtic retroactively added DNI banners to their posts. Here’s Dude and a mod on Sysboxes commenting on the box. Dude was calling out how the box did not protect problemaddtic from criticism, while the Sysboxes mod made fun of the box. Dude did not make fun of the box’s design directly, but rather, the purpose of the box.

Here’s another anon suggesting Problemaddtic is a troll, and Dude refuting that claim. Dude encouraged people not to judge all pro-endos by a single person’s actions.

Someone said that dude’s actions here were leaving a bad taste in their mouth. Here’s dude’s post in rebuttal, where he says he made fun of the DNI banner. I beg to differ, but sure, if Dude wants to say he did, crucify him for that if you really want to.

And finally, to cap off the Problemaddtic era: the Cock and Balls post that got a TW.

I’m not screenshotting it. It was genuinely quite triggering for many people. Hearing “that’s all your good for” in reference to sexual things? Way to echo what so many of our abusers have said. What Problemaddtic did was incredibly triggering for many users. Dude rightfully called them out for this.

Here’s someone who was hurt by the Problemaddtic post. Here’s someone who said it felt intentional.

Meanwhile, Dude’s posts at this time (beyond allowing anons to be heard) were comprised of cat pictures to cleanse the tags, and reblogs of positivity. After that last anon link, I cannot find reference to this drama again. Problemaddtic was terminated after many, many people reported the blog for the sexual content.

There was more at that time — I saw a few other posts about the drama that I skipped over from the tag, as well as knowledge that I went on an incredibly triggered ramble in a server I was part of warning people to avoid the tag. I don’t have access to that any longer so I can’t really share it.

Everyone moved on.

Blue-Bubonic Era

Sadly, I cannot seem to access an archive of Blue’s account. Trying to scroll back that far manually is not working, so I’m going to do what I can. Forgive me if I miss things, because tumblr's tag search is not the greatest.

Blue-Bubonic was revolving around the syscourse community for a little bit, reblogging SAS posts and generally staying mostly chill! I saw they were in syscourse, and I (somehow) immediately made the connection that this user was problemaddtic. This made me... incredibly uncomfortable. I just did my best to not engage much, as I really did not trust them not to explode as they had previously.

Apparently, I am one of the only individuals who knew who Blue was. Dude thought Blue was Elmani, actually, the "kill the anti-endo inside you" propaganda pusher. I hope Elmani's good wherever they ended up, it seems like they finally quit syscourse for good.

I believe Dude and Blue talked behind the scenes briefly. Dude had made the recent shift towards pro-endo. He was dealing with the aftermath of a catastrophic life changing event, one that he will always be dealing with the ramifications of, but which is still fresh. On my side of things, I was dealing with my first sessions of EMDR, chronic pink eye, multiple vacations (fun but stressful), and multiple traumaversaries on the horizon. We were all very, very tightly coiled, just doing our bests to stay calm and be gentle with ourselves.

On June 20th, Blue posted that they wanted to make a comprehensive document of why SophieinWonderland is "a shit person causing actual harm n hides behind the pro endo label when it comes to criticism regardless of which "side" is criticizing her."

Four days later, Blue posted that they had "Finished the draft, working on editing" and were "Thinking of letting some vet it before posting it publicly."

Discord Era

I can only speak about what I know.

Dude and me talk on Discord a lot. He shares things with me. For instance, that Sophie is a real breathing human person who has complimented me in private. Or that they talk, sometimes, way more than I would be brave enough to do (though knowing just snippets has made me actually able to respond to her again, and even reach out to her a bit. I'm happy to have more perspective now.)

He reached out to me, though, on June 26th, and said, "Want to take part in some Sophie drama?" And genuinely, I do want to see what's happening in terms of drama on tumblr. Especially since this took place after yet more insanely triggering posts from her. So I agreed.

Then Dude let me know he was adding me to a group chat with Blue and I said, "Oh boy. Alright." My heart sank. This was not going to end well.

It didn't!

Blue asked us to vet a document. I clicked into it and was immediately overwhelmed by the poor way the document was set up, the sheer amount of writing (the current iteration is 68k words), and the... lack of substance in that writing. I only looked briefly before immediately realizing just how triggering this would be for me. The last time I handled a long document like that, it was for the SN drama. It was when I was being accused of shit, callout posts that made me split a new part. I could not do this document or read more in that moment.

So I stopped, and said I would not be helping. I am not in the group chat any longer, but I do have the screenshots Blue took.

My point about callouts doing more harm: it would only lead to harassment, and it did. Not of Sophie, remarkably; I overestimated how much reach Blue's post would have. Instead, it led to Blue and Hal having all of Sophie's 2000 followers having their eyes on them. It wasn't fair and it wasn't right.

Sophie does make a lot of mistakes. A callout like this WAS exactly what she wanted, because it let her drag out the drama for Syscourse Points for over a month after it was posted. It let her attack "weak" (read: traumatizing) arguments for months, and really hurt my friend. The callout didn't help anything, just like I said it wouldn't.

I was too gentle about my last point. Keep my fucking friends out of your callout documents. Don't make callout documents at all. If you didn't experience, don't fucking talk about it, I'm tired of this shit. I have never once seen it end without the victims being hurt worse than they had been. I told myself it would be fine if you asked the victim for permission. Newsflash. It wasn't.

I didn't mention how fucking atrocious the points in the document were because, 1, I could barely remember after closing it, because my brain was actively trying to avoid Trigger Mode, and 2, because I didn't want to be too insulting to Blue. I mean, nobody likes hearing, "your formatting is shit, your points are largely nonsense, and for fucks sakes, it's spelled Syscourse, not SysCourse."

I did not want to be an asshole. So I politely and kindly dipped out, making my reservations known.

Blue did reach out to Hal, who gave permission for their blogs and past Sophiecourse Drama to be used in the document.

July 10th, Blue posted the Sophie document. A friend of mine (who I am keeping anonymous, since they seem to have mostly escaped this absolute bullshit) reached out to me and said: "We're going to make the call now: This will blow up in everyone's face and cause harm for everyone involved in the following days."

They were right.

I read through the entirety of the document over the following days. I do not remember most of it, particularly because the formatting is next to impossible for me to understand. It's simply too much. To (once again) quote my friend, "It felt like it was extremely bloated." I have to agree; much of this was trumped up or extended so long to make the document seem more intimidating, and by proxy, make Sophie seem worse. When people see 68k words, they shrug and say, "TL;DR Sophie is bad, got it." It's disingenuous.

I don't recall much also due to the fact that I am intensely triggered by this shit. Sophie is an insanely triggering topic for many people. Trying to read what she's done made me forget it all over again. I'm so tired of caring.

Anyways.

Sophie did what she does; she put Blue on blast for several months over several posts, ripping to shreds the document, triggering countless people.

Dude reached out to me and explained that he had promised a friend that, if this blew up, that he would "burn tumblr and sophie to the ground." And he couldn't. He fucking couldn't do that, because Sophie is a person, and he had just started to see that, and he was not ready to burn that bridge because of Blue's document.

So I took matters into my own hands. I called out Sophie's damage that she does. I called out that she's okay with it. I explained that Sophie is a person, as anyone else is, and that she is also Syscourse Incarnate. At the time, she was the most active syscourse blog, period, flat out. I also ripped into the document, because exactly what I was worried about was what happened.

Notably, in said post, Dude said he didn't blame the document author for any of this. I don't blame Blue either. The document did not cause Sophie to pull her triggering shit. Nobody is to blame for someone else’s actions. BUT FOR FUCKS SAKES. THE CALL TO ACTION ON THE POST WAS FOR PEOPLE TO BE FUCKING NICE TO EACH OTHER.

I predicted in that post that syscourse would get worse, and it did. I let people know that, if they stopped, they would be able to witness syscourse eat itself alive, and that's what happened.

Sigh.

I posted the post, and then posted my going away post. I was getting rid of my syscourse dedicated blogs, condensing, deleting, moving, archiving -- I WAS FUCKING DONE.

I also reached out to Blue to let them know I didn't blame them. They disregarded that and said my post was directly blaming them. I asked them to point out where I blamed them, and they said I "framed the situation" as blaming them. They blocked me, particularly it felt like because I wasn’t condemning Sophie enough. As if that would do anything at this point but feed her more attention.

I tried to leave! Blue brought me back, revealing I was a mod on SAS, which wasn't public information. They complained that I didn't mentally endanger myself to let them know why the document upset me so badly. Go figure, it was upsetting, so I didn't speak up.

I edited the original Blowing Up Syscourse Post to address Blue's post, which led to Dude later making a post that explained, "Wait, Blue-Bubonic wasn't the point of that post, THE POINT IS TO BE NICE AND STOP SYSCOURSING."

Nobody got the message.

Everyone continued to be assholes.

It got worse, just like I said it would.

Whatever The Fuck Era, Can We Move On?

Anyways, I was in the middle of moving at this point, with teaching suddenly being hell, EMDR falling through, suicidality spiking, relationship bumps, health scares -- genuinely, a lot of shit, none of which I owe you all. My therapist looked at me and told me I had to take time off work, because he didn't think I would survive until the end of the month. I looked him dead in the eyes and told him that if I took time off in October, it would lead to me killing myself.

That's where I've been these past few months.

Blue-Bubonic had some sort of drama with Noxsyscourse. I did not pay attention to most of it. I didn't want to pay attention to it. I just wanted to be left alone. I have so much more important shit than dealing with syscourse! I don't fucking stalk Blue's blog! I shouldn't have to write this shit!

But now we get to:

The Problemaddtic Plague

AKA, "The Plural Community Traumatized Us." That document Blue wrote strictly because Sophie is just such a monster that she needs to be deplatformed? Now includes me, nox, dude, sophie, I think Cambrian? I don't know, it's too many damn words for me to follow. I genuinely do not have the time to fucking reread the entire goddamn document. I cannot devote myself to someone else's blatant trauma spiral.

And yet, here I am, doing so, because I am at my limit.

Over the past few weeks, Blue has been having a very public meltdown on their blog about me and Dude's crimes. Primarily Dude, but the issues they have stem from my "Callout" of them. Reminder: I never once said their name in the original post. I did not focus on the callout, beyond saying it was poorly written. I only mentioned it as context for why Sophie's bullshit amped up.

I do not follow Blue, nor does Dude. Dude has been blocked for a very long time and does not look at Blue's blog. We were alerted to this by a very concerned friend. They wanted to warn me, October 23, that Blue was posting vitriol about Dude.

I'm not linking all of them here. These posts are very, very obviously a traumatized individual having a very public trauma spiral. They weren't tagged in main tags, and I can only thank God for that. However, I will address a few things from the 7 posts I can see about Dude.

My pronouns are They/Them. You repeatedly called me He/Him, and once They&, the latter of which can be incredibly triggering for my dissociation. Just... for future reference, for all those reading (which should not be Blue) -- I use They/Them.

Blue said they didn't WANT Dude to be nice, they NEEDED him to be nice. If you are this attached to an internet stranger for your emotional needs, then you are in desperate need of help. People online should not be your emotional crutch.

Blue did not "usher Dude into the pro-endo community." Blue welcomed him, along with hundreds of other people. Blue is not Dude's savior. They're a traumatized person, same as the rest of us, doing their best.

Nobody is weak for saying, "I'm too traumatized and fucked up to support this." Nobody is weak for saying, "The other side is a person too."

I did not publicly bash Blue. I never said their name. The document was bad in my eyes, but the post was not about Blue. It was about my friend, and the damage Sophie does, and the damage everyone in syscourse does, largely unintentionally -- though at this point, I have to think it's intentional.

Dude encouraged Blue to make the document which he told them he could not read, because he could not do it himself.

I do not "continue to bash Blue on SAS." I wrote a single post. One. Blue's the one who continues to bash us on their blog, writing post after post about me, when I have wanted nothing to do with them for months.

Someone can interact with a user who traumatized them, but still be too fucked up to work on a discourse filled triggering document. Those are two VERY different things.

Blue did post sexual content online. Blue DID post horrendous things. Dude did not get their blog terminated. They did that themselves, through their actions.

If years upon years of Dude fighting against Sophie and documenting her shit did not stop syscourse in its tracks to deplatform her, then Blue's document had no hope. To believe otherwise -- and furthermore, to blame Dude's lack of ability to work on a highly triggering thing on the document's failure -- is to be completely out of touch.

Anyways.

Me and Dude continued to ignore. We tried to keep Blue out of everything. We didn't want to draw attention to their public spiral. It was around this time, though, that I saw that the callout document was renamed, and that I was suddenly being listed as a traumatizer. Wonderful.

We still ignored it. Whatever, you know? People have spread lies about us since the day we became popular. Whatever. It's fine.

Nevermind that this is directly mimicking the trauma that Blue detailed about SN. Nevermind that this is exactly what happened before. Nevermind that we are trying to hold our tongues, just like last time, because we're trying to avoid once again retriggering a vulnerable person. Nevermind that we're both one step away from killing ourselves.

No, our feelings don't matter more than Blue's, clearly. And what does it matter, right? It's one person.

But then Blue decides to bring it up nearly a month later, in main tags, comparing Dude to Sophie, hurting everyone in the process. And then you started lying about what was happening, saying Dude still followed you.

Let's address that post briefly, actually.

The difference between Dude and Sophie's actions are that Sophie repeatedly brought it up to make fun of the trauma someone was experiencing, and to say that DNIs were pointless. Dude brought up Blue's DNI because it was added after Blue had already triggered half of syscourse, and Blue added it as some sort of shield for criticism. Dude was ignoring Blue's DNI because the DNI was being used in bad faith. Sophie was ignoring DNIs specifically to traumatize people (ahem, to "defend herself"). Those are not the same thing.

Blue did trigger CSA victims. That is not debatable; that is not something Blue can justify. "I only did it because I was triggered!" That's still not okay. That is still not justification.

Blue turned reblogs off on the post where they triggered anti-endos paranoia after it was already addressed and criticized. Blue then changed the post to have a cock and balls. This is bullshit.

"taking the piss outta the situation was all we had left." Reminder: "taking the piss outta the situation" was actually repeatedly tagging the public tags with things like "sucking my cock is all you're good for" and "sysmeds are just mad that im not dissociative," WHICH multiple people said triggered them.

"bc we were not traumagenic so its ok to dehumanize us." Nobody came after them because they weren't traumagenic. They came after Blue because Blue triggered them.

"mod dude doesnt have to take any accountability for their role in the whole thing because they r pro sys conversation now" They want the drama to be done. Blue kept insisting they draw attention to it.

And then a new blog formed calling Dude and me out in their pinned post, using Blue's document.

Snapping

Dude reached out to Blue via Discord. Everything finally came to a head, and Dude tried to get to the bottom of it, tried to understand what in the fuck was happening, tried to get Blue to understand what was happening.

Blue posted that Dude was trying to "silence them."

So.

Dude finally made a post. And spoke up. We weren't allowed to, last time this bullshit happened to us, so we finally are now, because for fucks sake, I don't want to die.

The post shows the discord conversation that Dude had with Blue. It isn't pretty. It's once again a traumatized person doing traumatized things.

Just like this post is.

Just like all of Blue's posts had been.

Just like all of this situation is.

Where's this leave us?

I don't know. It's Saturday. I have grades to do. I have a cold house with no heat. I have a partner to take care of, and hunger that needs fixing, and I'm so, so tired.

I'm actively suicidal. I'm trying to figure out how to stay alive long enough to marry my partner, if I still can.

But I also managed to update my fanfic last night. And I'm looking forward to seeing my kids rage about the end of the shitty ass novel we're reading. Maybe we can rage together. I'm looking forward to Thanksgiving with my real family.

I'm trying to move past this.

I hope Blue can.

I hope Dude can.

I hope Nox, and Sophie, and everyone else in that shitty document or affected by this bullshit can.

And I hope those reading this can understand these things:

Callout documents are worthless beyond hurting people. That's all they do. Evidence: every callout document ever.

Drama like this shouldn't exist, but if it does, it should be private. Not broadcast to the tags on tumblr.

Everyone needs to leave us alone. Everyone involved needs to be able to be left alone.

If I catch any of my followers breathing a word in Blue's direction, you will be blocked. If I catch anyone in my inbox with a word about Blue, I will either be blocking you, or likely, I'll be too kind and send you a private message of "hey fuck you."

Please, just leave us alone.

[creamsickle-writes]

Alright, I know ideally you want to give everybody a fair turn in the middle in a good foursome, but since my horny brain decided it was "wrecking Sanji" hours:

Ace/Zoro/Sanji/Reader foursome where they all take turn fucking Sanji. Zoro or Ace putting Sanji in a mating press and plowing into him, fast and hard and merciless, filling him to the brim with cum

. Or any other position, really, so long as they can get off (and get Sanji off, of course). Reader fucking Sanji between their (Ace's or Zoro's) turn, either pegging him or riding his cock. The way Reader fucks Sanji is slow and gentle, to better contrast (and better highlight, once they get their turn next) the other men's deliciously brutal pace. Or they could all just switch off on that! Everybody deserves a chance to vary up the pace- it keeps things interesting. And they each deserve a chance to ride on Sanji's cock. And his face.

And he'd look so CUTE! Poor, sweet little chef, absolutely WRECKED and covered in sweat and tears and drool and cum, body trembling from the exertion. He'd look especially cute if- and I'm borrowing this from another ask I sent Lo, just because I like the idea- you use his belt to tie his dick down, so that way when he cums it goes all over his stomach. Or, depending on the angle, his chest, or his neck, or his face. He'd look so pretty~ 💖

Also, biting. Cover the love cook in three different sets of bite marks, so that way afterward he can look through them and try and remember who gave him which ones. And because he looks good covered in them ❤️ especially combined with everything else 💖

Other idea, for when Sanji was too exhausted to fuck up into you while you ride his cock, if you wanted to be mean: Cockwarm Sanji while Ace or Zoro fucks your ass. Poor boy, he'd whine so much from you teasing him- be nice and let him stroke your clit and thrust up into you, even if he can only do it weakly. Maybe taunt him about it when he cums from Ace or Zoro fucking your ass so good you clamp down on his cock like a vice when they (Ace or Zoro) makes you cum. I'm not sure if pressing his face into your tits while this happens would be cruel or not, but I'm sure it'd feel good, either way, feeling the vibrations from whatever noises Sanji makes while he tries to suck on and kiss at your tits. Bless him, he's such a sweetheart ❤️

-🍓

Strawberry anon you’ve hit gold once again

Love the idea of torturing sweet Sanji, fucking him until he can’t move anymore, even his strong legs being unable to support his weight.

And with that kind of foursome, at least with my headcanons, I’d imagine Zoro, Ace, and Reader would make good use of both his hole and his dick. Zoro fucking him while Ace rides his cock and reader sits on Sanji’s mouth? Oh, he’d be the best toy.

Something in me says that Sanji loves being treated like an object, being a toy used only for other’s pleasure. He wants the three of them to milk him until he’s sore, to stuff him with cum until no more can be contained inside.

When he’s done, he looks like a perfectly glazed cream filled pastry, just like the ones he cooks in his kitchen

Oh and the bite marks? I’d love the idea of the three of them discussing that beforehand so they can keep track of where they bit him. This way, they can have him look at each bite mark and ask him “who gave you that one?” And if he guesses wrong, he gets spanked 🤤

Ugh this whole thirst is amazing, thank you strawberry anon!